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My name is Dianne, a housewife, and a loving and selfless wife. Now I lived with my husband in the city before we did it in the countryside, but certain situations changed that. What situations do I mean? Well, that’s precisely what I want to talk about.
I married my husband very young, at 19. He was 22, so none of the 2 had a college degree, which didn’t matter to us since we lived off the farm he inherited from his grandfather, a cattle ranch. We were doing quite well, we had enough for a quiet and comfortable life, without economic worries so we never worried about saving seriously. You know at that age you think you are indestructible.
But lean times came upon us since the birth of our first son, Alex, who soon began to develop severe asthma that required special treatment. But since we had money to pay for it, we didn’t suffer too much for it.
However, as of 2 years a disaster occurred, which hit us hard. We lost many heads of cattle, and those we had left did not have enough to eat because the floods destroyed the pastures, which would not recover until the next year. With the little we had left, we managed to get through it, until new news came to destabilize the little order we had: I was pregnant again.
Of course, the news took us by surprise, but we didn’t stop going crazy with excitement, we wanted a new baby. However, soon my gynecologist and obstetrician told me that this would be a very difficult pregnancy, because of one thing about the placenta. The baby was fine, but I was in danger of losing it, and if it happened I could die of severe bleeding. To avoid that I had to take special prenatals, but quite expensive and our financial situation was not good. And, to make matters worse, Alex got worse.
We asked for a loan from the bank, a big mistake because the money did not help us much and only left us with a difficult debt. Robin, my husband, was desperate.
One day I saw him sitting in the armchair in the living room, with the TV on. He wasn’t watching her, because he didn’t like the show he was going on there at all.
“Love, what do you have?” — there was no answer, he pretended not to have heard me, so I insisted, “Robin, my love?”
“You know I have…” he said.
“My baby, but don’t get like that, you’re going to see that we can get ahead!” I insisted.
“I don’t see how… We have debts everywhere and I don’t know how we’re going to pay them.” he answered.
“What if we ask for a new loan? With that, we could put the farm back to work. I said.
“Yes, we only need the ratatouille to put cattle and buy them some food, with that we would recover little by little because the land is already filling with grass again. But no bank will want to give us Dianne money! We have debts up to our necks and I don’t know how we could pay a new one.” he said worried.
Robin was right, we could never pay a new debt, let alone one as big as the one we would have to acquire.
“But… there has to be another way Robin, there has to be another way…” I replied.
“Selling the farm…” he said in a low and sad voice.
“But that farm is your life!” I said.
“Yes, but it’s no longer good for shit”. he said disappointed.
“But we can still make it work… Moreover, without it, we die of worse hunger.” I said. — It was true, I was 21 and 24, without a university degree both, and without the farm, the future looked sadder.
“Is there nothing else to do?” I asked.
“Well, yes… but not to mention that…” he said hesitantly.
“What is baby?” I replied.
“Nothing, nothing, I shouldn’t even have mentioned it.” he answered.
“Robin, you know you can tell me everything. Tell me, love, what is it?” I asked.
Robin took a deep breath and began to speak. “Darnell, a black man who owned a large farm nearby, heard of our problems, and came to offer me help. He would give us about 30 head of cattle, without guarantor or guarantee, to start paying him after we sold them, within no more than 2 years.”
“That’s great! It’s what we need to recover!” I responded with hope. — but my husband’s sad look made me understand that there was something else he didn’t want to tell me, I insisted — “Robin, is something wrong?” I asked.
“Darnell did ask for something in return…” he said.
At that moment I thought about the worst, what could that man have asked of us? I felt a very ugly thing in my nipples, which are very sensitive. I thought that what Darnell asked in return had to do with me, the truth is I am a little beautiful, and there have been many occasions when I have been forced to reject unseemly propositions, but quite advantageous for my person. Almost unknowingly, I asked my husband, “What did he ask in return?”
“Sex.” — he told me almost without being able to speak;
I was silent for a moment, I was outraged, hurt, furious.
“That son of a bitch can’t even respect my status!” — I kağıthane escort said angrily.
“It’s just… Dianne..”. — Robin told me slowly — “it is not you who he wants.” — I was cold and mute — “He is homosexual.”
I couldn’t believe it, it was my husband I loved! I got to… I got… I don’t know how I got it, it was a strange mixture of horror, disgust, fear, and jealousy. Besides, it was sparking.
We agreed to send him to fuck off, and that Robin wouldn’t tell him anything else. I knew him well, I knew that when he got angry he started fighting, so, taking care of his physical integrity (because Darnell looked like a bull) I convinced him of that. I preferred to continue with the sacrifices rather than give my beloved husband to him.
But a few days later Alex relapsed, the medication stopped working and the doctor prescribed another… more expensive. We did not see against the ropes at that time, we had no more money, only the necessary, and with that, we would not get ahead. It was on a rainy, cold, and sad night that, looking into each other’s eyes, the 2 of us crying, after Alex overcame a short night crisis, we realized that there was nothing else to do, we were lost and the only door that was still open was the one we did not want to open.
Then Robin, looking me in the eye (we only needed to look into each other’s eyes to know what he was thinking), picked up the phone and dialed Darnell’s number. That was the beginning of what would change my life forever.
It was a Friday afternoon when we arrived at his house, located on his farm, we left Alex with my parents making up a silly excuse. It was an old adobe construction, although more than half was already brick due to the multiple restorations. Large and very spacious, I was amazed at the gardens and trees that guarded the entrance, Darnell was a man of great money.
The main body of the house was wide and elongated, in it was the entrance and the main room, as well as a very elegant dining room, next to which there was a luxurious bar full of the most expensive and exotic liquors. In an adjoining room was the kitchen.
Darnell did not receive overflowing with kindness, the truth was a very good host, pleasant and witty talk, cultured and very polite. He even seemed handsome, with his honey-colored eyes, his brown and muscular skin tanned by the sun, elegant gray hair distributed by his hair, friendly and easy smile, he is quite handsome the truth.
We were talking happily while consuming dinner, which he prepared because there was no one else in the house, it was part of the deal. He made jokes and we laughed as if it was just a friendly visit and not what it was. But Darnell himself would take care of putting our feet on the ground again.
“Well, well, it’s already getting the night and here we have a deal to settle.” — We are all silent — “I hope you have not forgotten your end of the bargain.” Darnell said.
“We don’t, hopefully, you don’t either.” — replied my husband.
“Clear accounts. I never fail in my word, there will be 30 heads of young first-class cattle, which will be able to fatten and sell expensive. The delivery will be effective on Monday at noon and they will not have to pay me until within a year, without guarantor or guarantees, just their word. For your part, you will spend the next 2 days here, and you will not leave until Sunday afternoon…” Darnell said confidently.
“Yes, yes, yes, we already know all that, you don’t have to remind us.” – I said
The deal included Darnell and my husband having sex every night, with penetrations, and doing whatever my husband was willing to allow. I had nothing to do there, I arrived because we insisted that I must accompany Robin or there would be no deal. But it would be nothing more than an object of decoration, because I was not allowed to intervene at all, and intimacy with my husband was completely forbidden to us.
Darnell ended dinner and we proceeded to get up from the table. Together with my husband, they accompanied me to my room, where I said goodbye, (swallowing the desire to cry), from Robin. He also became the fort.
At the end of the main body of the house, a tiny living room divided the house into 2 wings. On the left a long corridor led to a closed room, on the right a short corridor gave entrance to the rooms, 5 in total, the one in the background being the main one, where Darnell sleeps (and in which my husband would spend the nights the next 2 nights). Mine was at the beginning, separated from the main one by an empty one.
My heart was beating a thousand per hour, I was restless, I wanted to cry and scream, and I also felt very sad, none of that was good for my pregnancy, I was already 5 months old. I couldn’t take it anymore and went out, timidly walked through the darkness to the main room, stuck my ear to the door and… nothing, I didn’t hear anything.
When I turned back, I saw that from under the other door, there kaman escort was light, surely there they were. I went over there and put my ear back on the door, now if I heard anything.
“So what do you want to do?” — “Or what did you think I was coming here to do?” Darnell asked.
“I don’t know, I don’t know, but I’m not going to suck it!… ever!” — Robin replied, which gave me a certain tranquility and pride.
“Robin, the deal wasn’t just about having sex, it was also about my satisfaction. If you are going to behave so sullen and hostile to me I will not be able to get any kind of sexual satisfaction so I will cancel all this.” Darnell said.
“I have 2 hands to work Darnell, I can work alone in the world without your help!” – Robin said
“You do, but Dianne, your baby? You don’t need me to get ahead, “YOU,” but I doubt very much that you can only raise your family”. Darnell questioned him.
Robin did not answer, surely the truth was very heavy
“But hey, I think we started on the wrong foot. Now that we have made it clear under what conditions we will be working, I will also tell you that it is not my style to oblige, I never get anything by forcing people, I do not like it. So I will take it easy and enjoy the slow and exciting process of conquest, you now do not even want to touch me, but I assure you that, by Sunday afternoon, you will leave wishing you had my cock filling your ass, that is a promise” Darnell said.
After that, I couldn’t hear anything no matter how much I stuck my ear to the door because they just murmured. Doubt was killing me, what were they doing there, what was Darnell doing to my husband?
I got up crying, I was shaking not knowing what to do. I couldn’t bear to be like this, on embers. I saw a door facing out, and it occurred to me that maybe I could see them through some window. I went out and walked, indeed I found a large window, with some bushes in front, between which I hid.
I swear my stomach churned! I saw my husband there, leaning against a pool table, wearing a very feminine blouse and a skirt at the knee, along with red lingerie. Darnell was kneeling in front of him, sucking his dick like a master. I could not see Robin’s face, because he was on his side towards the window, but I could see Darnell’s face, which showed immense pleasure playing with that beloved penis between his mouth, that penis that had given me so much pleasure.
That man’s hands played with my husband’s buttocks, a butt that looked like a woman, that’s his main attraction. Not only that, you will see, Robin is a very handsome man, he has white skin and blue eyes, light brown hair and a boy’s face, almost like a girl because of his fine features. He is thin, but of athletic build, with muscles well marked by exercise. It measures 5’5, has a 5″ penis (normal and fair I think) with beautiful and rounded eggs, and the aforementioned delicious butt that I enjoy pinching so much. He almost has more ass than me!
With the above description, it’s easy to guess why Darnell was so infatuated with him. But hey, let’s continue with what happened…
Darnell was kneading Robin’s buttocks, without Robin reaching in to stop him. I noticed how I slipped them between the 2 fleshiness of my husband, who looked very agitated, breathing quickly and deeply, I guessed (with a lot of pain) that he was excited.
Shortly afterwards I saw him arch throwing his head back and gesticulating with pleasure. And I, who know him well, knew that he was reaching the climax, that he spilled intact inside the mouth of Darnell who did not stop breastfeeding for a second. How could he enjoy such a disgusting thing? Excuse me, but that was my husband and I was old-fashioned.
I saw how Darnell sucked his cock for a while longer, while he saw him, between marvel and surprise, and said things from time to time. Darnell smiled at him, with that bewitching smile of his, looking into his eyes, sure of himself.
He stood up and finished swallowing the cum (how could he?), and they started talking and exchanging words. Darnell’s face and the posture and gestures of both made me understand that they were not arguing, but rather speaking calmly and relaxed. I was dying to know what.
They turned around and walked out, turning off the lights behind them. I ran out of where I was and re-entered the house, fortunately, they did not pass saying anything in my room or they would have discovered me. They entered Darnell’s room and closed the door. I hurried and stuck my ear to the door, but nothing, not a whisper, and I was going crazy.
I thought of a new window, so I went out again, this time on the other side. But to my surprise, I realized that the main room was located on a high floor, surely there were stairs inside. But it was my husband who would be caught there, so I did not give up, and despite my pregnancy, I climbed a fruit tree from where I could see without being seen because they covered some kapaklı escort branches.
The lights in the room were on, and I saw my husband, without a blouse and in lingerie on the bed, looking at the floor. I didn’t know where Darnell was, but I imagined that in front of him when Robin looked up and stared at something. Darnell then appeared, naked, on his back. She had a wide, strong back, and a round, hard butt, not as much as my husband’s. And when he turned around, I could see a hairy chest, with wide and large pectorals and a perfectly formed six-pack, plus a huge black cock hanging between his legs, he must have been very large and thick standing. Broad, strong legs, and arms like oaks, the guy was a sight to look at, a real titan.
I saw him kneel again, gobbling up Robin’s penis again. He didn’t say a peep and simply closed his eyes abandoning himself to pleasure. It made me very sad because that’s his reaction when I start kissing his neck when I want to seduce him.
Darnell would lift his penis and lick it all the length, running his tongue from his testicles then stick his head in. Suddenly he did something that disgusted me a lot, took Robin’s ankles, lifted and separated them, and started licking his anus. But far from disgusting him, it drove him crazy with pleasure!
I watched as my husband hit the mattress of the bed with his hands, just as he does when I am masturbating him. At the same time, I was making a fool of him, and it didn’t take long for him to ejaculate forcefully and shout (even I could hear it clearly) “Yessss, Yessss!”
Robin lay on the bed, breathing rapidly and with his eyes closed. I, who knew him better than anyone, knew that I was exhausted in a deep state of torpor caused by that intense orgasm, not asleep, but as if in a trance. The same thing always happens to him, always, and when it happens I could get out of bed, do anything else, and then come back, which he doesn’t even know.
Darnell realized (to my misfortune) the state Robin had been left in and decided to attack. She stood on top of him and began to kiss him, first his chest, passing over his nipples (the ones that are super sensitive in Robin) and up to his neck. My husband continued with his eyes closed letting himself be done, at one point I thought I perceived a slight smile on his lips, but I was not sure because I was not so close. The truth is that, if he was awake and conscious, he did not dislike those caresses at all. And I already had a broken heart and it was getting worse every moment.
I saw how that man began to put his thick fingers between my husband’s ass, after smearing I don’t know what on his fingers. I think at first it was only one, but then I’m sure there were at least 2 more. Robin reacted quickly with an erection, and he was probably moaning and breathing very heavily.
Then Darnell stood up, and I saw that he took a packet that he then threw away, he was with his back to me so I could not see what he was doing, but since I’m not stupid I knew right away that it was a condom… I was about to execute my husband and I couldn’t do anything to prevent it. I began to cry like a martyr, drowning out my sobs so as not to be seen.
Darnell lifted Robin’s legs, pulled them apart by holding them to his ankles, and positioned his penis. He put my husband’s limbs on his shoulders and hugged them with his arms so he could maneuver with his hands, and started coming in. I only heard a long, hoarse moan coming out of my beloved husband’s throat, probably when he felt pierced by some kind of monster. And I was almost without strength, I couldn’t wait to leave or stay, I was in pieces, and my life had ceased to have meaning… And the worst thing is that I couldn’t complain because I agreed.
Darnell stood motionless for a few moments, surely allowing Robin to get used to such an invasion. But as soon as the pain had subsided, it began to move, in the classic movement of putting in and taking out. For a moment I stopped hearing anything, until, little by little, I began to recognize in the distance Robin’s voice, which moaned and moaned, but not of pain, because they were not aching moans. And I also began to distinguish words that ended up destroying the life I loved.
AH!!! AH!!! AH!!! AH!!! AH!!!
“Do you like honey? honey?, Darnell asked.
did I already say honey to him?” I said quietly.
“AH!!! AH!!! AH!!!…YES!!! AH!!! AH!!!…¡¡¡YES… IT’S THE BEST!!! – The most!” my husband replied.
Damn, he was liking it!. I thought.
“Do you want her harder?” Darnell asked.
“HOWEVER YOU WANT!!!, AH!!! AH!!! AH!!! AH!!!” my husband moaned.
“I’m going to leave you then!”
“YES!!!…AH!!! AH!!! AH!!! AH!!! AAAGGGGHHHH!!!, YES!!! YES!!! YES…!!! AAAGGGGHHHH!!!” Robin moaned harder.
“Feel like it!” Darnell replied.
He accelerated his attacks tremendously and my husband screamed a desperate, but he did nothing to take it away.
YES!!!! YES!!!! YES!!!! YES!!!! YOU’RE BREAKING ME!!!!. my husband said.
Darnell slammed his hips into my husband’s humanity with impressive brute force, the likes of which even I had not been penetrated before. And Robin kept moaning and moaning and asking for more. I had never been more certain that all this had been a very serious mistake.