Liliana and I have been together since college; 2008 to be exact. We married two years later, and have been together ever since. Our lifestyle is definitely not for the faint hearted.
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Liliana was working in the library on campus. She definitely fits the mold of librarian: long chestnut brown hair runs down the middle of her back, and she still wears a pair of large glasses, though she has contacts in the rotation now. Her body hasn’t changed too much since college: she’s five feet tall and weighs about one hundred ten pounds. Her perky C cup breasts have grown over the past 17 years, but her tummy is still flat and her hips and waist are still inviting. Her legs and ass are beautiful, strong and still tight, but that comes from her work with the horses.
For me, it was love at first sight when I saw her putting books back on the shelves. It was the second year of college for both of us, and I was working on a paper in the library. I remember working up the courage to talk to her, and she had the sweetest voice and the kindest smile. Love at first sight might not be true for everyone, but it was for us.
We took off like a rocket, and eight months in we were still hot and heavy. It was then that we had our most fateful discussion.
We were driving home from a date night. By this time, we had moved into an apartment together. She was sitting in the passenger seat of the car with her head in her hand and had let out a sigh.
“So my sister told me something funny,” she said. I glanced over at her briefly, maintaining eye contact with the road.
“Oh yeah?” I asked her. She nodded.
“Yeah,” she said. “She said her boyfriend Todd wanted to have a threesome with her and I.” I coughed, and placed both hands on the wheel. Her sister Daisy was a year younger than her and athletic. Her boyfriend at the time Todd was a bold guy. Bold, but no brains.
“What did you say?” I asked.
“I laughed,” Liliana said. “If I’m going to have a threesome, it’s going to be with two guys.” Hearing that, my eyes widened. It felt like a door was opening for me. “What about you? Any fantasies? Please don’t involve my sister,” she added quickly with a laugh. I gave her a nervous laugh, but paused.
“Well,” I began. “I have always been curious about being cucked.” Liliana looked over at me, raising an eyebrow. I had blurted my answer out, and I was nervous how she would respond. Cucking and Swingjng in 2009 were not like they are today.
“Like, me have sex with another guy while you watch?” She asked. I nodded. Her eyes widened. “Oh…okay,” she said. We sat quietly in the car for a moment. I swear, each second felt like an eternity. I truly felt as if I had ruined something. “I mean, I’m willing to try it if you want to try it? If we don’t like it, we can stop after, but we can try it once?” I couldn’t believe my ears! Truth be told, I wasn’t sure how I was going to react, but I agreed.
We didn’t talk much about that conversation afterward for a couple of weeks, and I had almost forgotten about it as well. We had been dating for over a year now, and we were in our comfortable routine.
It was the fall of 2009, and Liliana was still progressing through school on her degree in Library Sciences and working in the library at school. I was working on wrapping up my own degree, being in year 3 of 4 as well.
While in the library Liliana had started working with a gentleman named Pablo. Pablo was Puerto Rican, and was a freshman who worked in the library as well. He was a tall, thin guy, with close cropped black hair and green eyes. He had a tattoo on his right forearm and he walked with this confidence that has been known to infect 18 year olds.
Liliana had taken Pablo under her wing. She had been working in the library on campus since 2007, so she knew how things worked. And she was anticipating graduating in 2010, and once she did that she would be gone. So it just made sense that she could pass on what she knew to someone who would be there after she was gone. And Pablo was enthusiastic for the job, and took to it like a fish to water.
Right before Christmas Break in 2009 I had proposed to Liliana. A week later, I had gone to pick her up from work. It was a cold day, and there was a light dusting of snow on the road but nothing that was unusual for our neck of the woods in winter.
I had walked into the library, deep within the belly of one of the multiple buildings on campus, hearing only the echoing of my feet on the floor. I knew there was a separate entrance to the library, one that Liliana had first told me about when we had started dating. It was the one that I would meet her up at if I had to pick her up from work, like I did today.
I walked in slowly, and I could hear low voices in one of the back rooms. I thought it was odd, but then I remembered that maybe Pablo was also working? It was Christmas Break, so staff was reduced.
The speaking had stopped, and as I turned the corner around one of the stacks of books I stopped in my feet. Liliana was on her knees in front of Pablo, looking up at him. Placed on her lips was the head of Pablo’s cock. Pablo was running his fingers through her long hair, looking down at her beautiful diamond shaped face.
“We shouldn’t do this,” Liliana murmured. Pablo just laughed.
“Nah, we definitely should,” he said. “You know you want to. You’ve been eyeing me for a while.”
Liliana had mentioned that Pablo might be a good first one, her first guy to cuck me with. He had always been very flirtatious with her, and I noticed it too. I saw how his eyes would track to her chest if she was showing off her ample cleavage, or her ass if she was wearing tight pants. In his defense, it was very hard to look away.
With quick ease, Liliana slipped the head of Pablo’s cock in between her lips and into her mouth. Eyes closed, I watched her face slide down to his crotch, taking him into her throat in one fell swoop. I heard him gasp, and I saw him flinch reflexively as he gripped her head a little tighter.
“Mmmm, mami, eso se siente tan bien.” He hissed. She began to bob her head up and down on his cock while he stood there, his fingers running through her hair.
I stood behind the bookshelf watching in quiet disbelief. This is exactly what I had fantasized about, but how did I feel about it? Initially, I had a sinking feeling, as if my heart had plummeted into my gut. I had professed my love to this woman; we were going to spend the rest of our lives together. And now her lips, the ones that kissed me passionately, were wrapped around the cock of some other guy. And from what I could see, she was enjoying every second of it. Her hands were circled around his backside as she moaned softly oh his dick. And that sinking feeling turned to arousal. I could feel myself getting hard watching them, so I stayed still.
“You like the taste of my cock in your mouth don’t you?” Pablo growled down to her. I saw her nod her head up and down, not taking his cock out of her mouth. “Better than that gringo boyfriend of yours?” Again, a muffled mhmm. She slipped a hard into his pants and began to slowly rub and tug on his balls. It drove me nuts when she did that to me. He seemed to stiffen again, and I could tell he was enjoying it as well.
“Oh carajo baby,” he grunted. I watched him begin to move his hips, almost as if they had a life of their own. Liliana let his cock slip out of her mouth, a string of precum and saliva running from her mouth to the tip.
“We need to hurry,” she said. “My fiancé is going to be here soon to pick me up.” Pablo chuckled.
“What, you don’t want him to see you with my cock in your mouth?” He said. She was looking up at him, stroking his cock with one hand while fondling his balls with the other.
“Not necessarily,” she said. Pablo laughed again, and as his cock slid between her lips again he pushed himself in to the hilt. Then, placing both hands on her head, he began to fuck her face amongst the books.
I stood there stunned, watching my sexy librarian on her knees with this guy’s balls bouncing off her chin, the the sound of “Gluck Gluck Gluck” filling the aisle. I was throbbing, and I wanted to pull my cock out right then and there, but I waited.
Pablo had reached his point. He was grunting, feet rocking up onto his tip toes. Liliana took back over, now her mouth fucking his cock, and I finally saw his legs begin to buckle.
“Mierda, bebé, estoy viniendo,” he grunted. It was a good thing Liliana knew Spanish, because I didn’t have a clue. She kept going though, not giving up and not stopping until he was doubled over. I could see her throat and saw that she was swallowing, and knew immediately that she was swallowing his seed. He stood there, bent over, panting, while she licked his cock clean. His limp cock slipped from her lips, and she stood up.
“Enjoy your holiday break Pablo,” she said. She walked past him, patting him on the shoulder, and into the office where her coat and purse were. When she walked back out, I had made my way over, pretending that I had just arrived to pick her up. She stood up on her tip toes and gave me a quick, moist kiss.
“How was that?” She asked. I showed her when we got back to our apartment. Needless to say, that was just the beginning.
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