After her night with Rico Bella had gone home and, no surprise, found Fernando there, waiting somewhat impatiently. He wanted to hear the details; who had she been with?, what had she done?, had she enjoyed it?, would she do it again? He was bursting with questions but he kept his silence, waiting for her to come forward.
Bella told him that she had met Rico at the café. "You remember the handsome man we saw awhile ago outside with his friends, and you said I should go with him to his apartment?" The look on her husband's face was priceless! "Well, I met him yesterday. I was in his apartment when you called me, from "out of town," and she emphasized the last words, letting him know that she had been onto him when she got the call. "Yes, I remember him. Did you really go with him?" He could scarcely believe it. "Do you really want to know?" "Oh, Bella, yes, I do, everything, please! You know how much I want you to be with another man, to know that it's not only I who appreciates you. And it would make me feel good to know that you've had someone else but still return to me, your loving husband." Bella took it in, but now it was in a new light. When he had tried to convince her before she hadn't believed him, hadn't believed she could do such a thing, or that he really meant for her to do those things she'd done with Rico. Now she knew better. She could do those things, and her husband really did want her to do them. How grand life was turning out to be! "Rather than tell you, let me show you," and she began undressing. She had left her panties at Rico's so when she let her skirt drop to the floor Fernando was amazed to see that not only was she nude but that her pussy was shaved, or at least her lips! And when she removed her top he saw that there were red marks on her breasts, and her nipples were swollen and puffy. "I'm a real woman, now, my husband," and the sound of her telling Rico that he was her lover flashed in her head, "in every way." She led him into the bedroom, her delectable ass firm and perfect but for the slightly red marks from Rico's hand prints, swiveling as she walked, dressed only in her high heeled boots. She lay on the bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy lips red and puffy, as were her nipples, from constant use. "Get your ring, I want to feel it when you fuck me." Fernando was amazed, hearing his sweet wife talk like this, but he quickly undressed and got his vibrating cock ring. She took it from him and slipped it onto his hard cock. "You want to know what we did? We did this," and she took him in her little fist and squeezed until the head was fat with his blood, then licked him. "But first he licked me," and she pulled her husband's face between her thighs, letting him lap at her smooth pussy (that still harbored the remnants of Rico's cum) until she was cumming, "and I, ohhh, I came so hard!", her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Then ... ," and she moved down until she could take him into her mouth, into her throat, her tongue rubbing along the base of his shaft, her fingers playing with his balls, squeezing as she tickled his asshole. "And then ... ," and she sucked him until he was shooting his load deep into her throat, listening to her gagging and gargling. She sat up, long trails of his cum on her chin, one dangling as it stretched to her breast. She rubbed it on her nipple and pulled his mouth to it, moaning as he licked her tit. She kissed him and thought she could still taste Rico. They fucked again, not making love, just lustful animal fucking, Fernando behind her, pulling her hair as Bella had described Rico pulling it. "Wait, I want to get on you," and he let her free, lay down and had her climb onto him. She held the vibrator against her clit, rubbing her mound against his cock, the vibe sending shock waves through her body deep into her smoldering cunt. "And what do you think we did this morning, after we had fucked all night?" She lay back, her hair flowing down her back, raised her hips until she was high enough that she could take him in her hand, reached between her legs with her other hand, spread her asshole with her fingers. "He fucked me here until I was begging him to cum in me, to fill my bowels." Fernando could take no more, he gripped her tits, making Bella cry out in pain, then rammed into her dark star, still wet with gel and cum, her thighs slapping against his, the vibe raking her clit and the tight ring of her asshole each time she descended, until he was pumping his cum into her. They lay panting, his cock still hard within her tight ass, his hands now gently caressing her face and breasts. He looked into her eyes, those huge orbs filled with love for him, he could see that and it filled his heart. He pulled her down, kissed her luscious mouth, her lips soft and tender from all the kisses they had received and given. "And will you see him again, my sweet wife?" She nodded, her lush lips breaking into a huge grin. "Oh, yes, this is only the beginning." Bella and Rico continued to meet nearly every day for the next few weeks, always at the café, then the short walk to his apartment and a long day or night of sex. For Bella every time was as amazing as the first time, with Rico adding something during each session. He would tie her wrists to the bedposts, or blindfold her as she sat on a kitchen chair. On one occasion he had pressed her body against the picture window in his apartment and fucked her from behind, her tits flattened against the glass, only three stories above the afternoon passersby. It was always exciting for them both. She never told her husband when she was going to meet Rico but she always told him later, in great and vivid detail, everything they had done, no matter how erotic or nasty it may have been. Bella met Rico at the café for dinner, as they had planned. She had left a note for her husband telling him that she might not be home that night but not to worry. She was dressed in skin tight jeans that were cut low enough to show the top curves of her hip bones, black leather boots stylish at mid-calf, her top a transparent red gauze that hid her nipples until you were right in front of her, the fat tips nearly poking out of the flimsy material. Her lustrous hair was flowing around her lovely face, her huge pale brown eyes sparkling as she smiled to her lover, kissing him as he rose to greet her. "Bella, you're more gorgeous each time I see you!" She thought he might be exaggerating but she still loved the compliments. Hearing his voice gave her tingles in her belly. She had been like a school girl waiting to see her boyfriend again, she was so excited! "I've been thinking about you every day, my lover," the sound of the words still giving her cunt a throb and she could feel her wetness, which had begun even as she was getting dressed to meet him. "Tonight I have something in mind that you may not want to go along with." He sat watching her face, her eyes. "But if you trust me I know you'll enjoy it." He waited, silent now, letting her run any doubtful thoughts through her mind, but he had to wait only seconds. "Rico, I can't imagine what it is that we haven't done, but whatever it is, I know you won't disappoint me, so yes, my lover, let's do it." She was even more excited now. Gone were the days when she would tell her husband that she wouldn't do this, wouldn't do that, before even knowing how she might feel or whether or not she might like it. If Rico wanted her to do it, if he thought she'd like it, she'd do it, and tell her husband when she got home. Rico excused himself and was gone but a minute, and they finished their coffees and left. The walk to the apartment was quiet, both on the darkened street and between themselves, each lost in their own thoughts. Rico was congratulating himself on yet again being able to have this beautiful woman do his bidding, and Bella was looking forward to yet more delights of the flesh with her magnificent lover. She trembled for a moment when she considered that it might be painful or humiliating but then she smiled and thought, no, he won't hurt me in any way. As they entered his apartment Bella was surprised to see two of his friends, Marco and Simon. She'd met each of them before, at the café while having a pre-sex coffee with Rico. They were both very good looking and quite nice and Rico had only last week mentioned to her that they had told him how beautiful she was and how lucky he was to have such an extraordinary woman for a lover; it was no secret, everyone at the café knew of their relationship. Bella realized immediately what was happening, what was expected to happen if she stayed. Of course she would stay, why would she not? She had thought about such a thing more than once; one of her girlfriends had told her how amazing it was to be loved by more than one man at the same time. Now she would find out for herself if it would be as good for her. "Ah, I see! Let me guess: we're going to play a game and if I lose I am to be the prize. If I win then you are to be my prizes. Either way I win, It's not fair to you, so why waste time with a silly game?" Bella pulled her shirt from her jeans, letting it flow around her. She unsnapped the brass button at her waist and let the zipper down. The jeans were so tight that they stayed in place, which Bella had anticipated. "If you want to see me undressed, fair is fair," glancing at their trousers as she leaned forward, her breasts hanging enticingly in the transparent top, and unlaced her boots. She glanced up to see that the three men were rapidly undressing and as she took her time with her laces they were all naked in a minute. And hard. And throbbing. Marco seemed to be leaking already and Bella chuckled to herself. "Sit, please, all of you, on the sofa," and she pulled the top over her head, her lovely naked breasts falling free, the nipples plump with anticipation. She threw the top to the side, then stood in front of Simon, lifting her leg as she leaned on Marco and Rico. "Take it off please," and she pulled back as the boot slipped free, then repeated with the other. "Now, my jeans, please, and I don't think we're in too much of a hurry," but as she looked to Marco she laughed, "or are we?" His cock was quivering, standing straight up, almost pressing against his belly. Rico was wondering if she would be naked beneath the jeans. "Stop, just for a moment. Does she have anything on under the jeans? Panties, a thong or g-string? Or is she naked? The one who is correct gets to have her first." They all agreed, Bella simply shrugging her shoulders. "And in the event of a tie, Rico?" she asked. "As I said, whoever guesses correctly gets to have you first, so in a tie it would be two," and he hesitated for a moment, and then "or even perhaps all three." Bella thought about it, that this could go so many ways, but in each scenario she was the clear winner. "Sounds fine with me. Who thinks I have nothing on beneath?" and she walked across the room and back so that they could better judge for themselves. The jeans clung to her perfect ass, the rear seam tight in the vertical crease that separated her full cheeks. "Nothing," voted Marco. "A g-string," chimed in Simon and Rico nearly simultaneously. "Well, let's give you a look, shall we?" Bella had never felt so naughty in her life! Here she was, with three handsome naked men with hard cocks, waiting to see her remove her jeans to learn if she was wearing underwear! Amazing! How her life had changed, and all for the better as far as she was concerned. She gripped the edges of her waistband and pulled downward. The blue material lowered and her belly was revealed, then her mound, her dark hair short, then her nude lips. "I win, I win!" Marco exclaimed. Then Bella pushed the jeans down onto her thighs and Marco saw the thin black g-string that had been pulled down as well, and a long groan escaped his lips as Rico and Simon gave each other high fives. "I'm sorry, Marco, but I never leave home without underwear. Now, my lovers, may we go to the bedroom; this carpet can be rough," speaking with a certain amount of carnal knowledge. She walked with Rico and Simon, with Marco lagging behind, but from his perspective he had by far the best view, her gorgeous ass swaying with each step. "So! You two are first with me. How to do it? Hmm. Simon, you're the guest, so you should get some amount of preferential treatment, yes? So which is your preference with me? Should I suck you, or would you like to lick me? Or do you want to be in my pussy? Perhaps you fancy my ass? Not a bad choice in the lot, I think." Bella couldn't believe what she was saying, but her pussy was dripping as much as Marco's cock was weeping.