Good through the theme 'The well of desires' created by Lord CiroJames in the community 'A thousand and one nights of lust'... this desire arrived at me and I was the designated storyteller to make it real through a story. Well, here they are... I hope to reach at least a little bit to fulfill the expectations of the desirer.... jejejeje. I leave a bunch of kisses to all
Eternal lover...
There exists in the universe a force with such power that it is capable of creating everything, it's an energy that constantly pulsates and mutates, destroying all that is perishable and creating eternal moments. It's the universal Libido concentrated in a unique instant.
This energy one day visited Fabrizio while he was sleeping, knowing him since always as it knows those beings especially chosen for voluptuousness. Those who at certain moments of life have their unbridled desire to live the pleasures of love awakened. There it stayed for hours, watching Fabrizio navigate through the waves of his dreams and immerse himself in them, invading the subconscious of the boy. It fell in love with that sensitive and sensual boy, adoring his delicate skin, fine lips, soft hands, almost feminine backside, strong and slender legs. It buried its nose in Fabrizio's long hair, caressed his barely hairy chest, and discovered how his nipples hardened under gentle touch. It felt fascinated by the duality of the boy. It saw him in his dreams dressed as a beautiful lady with fine lingerie, makeup, and sweet perfumes. It also saw him with his magnificent male body loving men and women; surrendering to different kinds of orgasms, absolute delivery and soft possession.
The universal power completely seduced by that small being created by it, which was Fabrizio, decided to bestow upon him the possibility of living fully his bisexuality, able to escape the oppressive judgment of others.
When Fabrizio woke up, he instinctively knew he wasn't alone; he felt a effervescent caress that stroked him from the groin to the neck. He tried to fix his gaze but what was caressing him shone so brightly that his eyes couldn't focus. It constantly changed colors and faces. When Fabrizio tried to speak, a finger Seething and luminous, it settled on his mouth, detaining the words. -Don't say anything beloved- an uncertain voice spoke to him and his body felt as if a earthquake was ravaging him. -I love you so much dear- the Universal Libido told its chosen one – from now on you and I are one, I leave this gift, starting today your body will only give you satisfaction and through it I will enjoy with you. Enjoy it fully.
Fabrizio knew he was no longer the same. That his body had been invaded by magic, feeling a tingling sensation in his skin and boiling blood. He ran his hands over his chest and down to his groin, caressing the hairs that surrounded his penis, then down to his testicles, gently pinching them and delicately pulling on the skin that covered them. He placed his right hand on the cock as it began to awaken, jumping with soft caresses, and his left hand stopped on one of his nipples, pressing only slightly on the nipple. He remained savoring his man's body for several minutes, closed his eyes, and let memories flood his mind, leaving him immobile in the recollection of his last encounter with Matías. He felt the boy's tongue on his nipples again, the mischievous fingers stimulating his booty, and began to feel like a girl. He could feel the tingling sensation increasing, converting into vibration. He felt as if under his left breast the chest was growing, inflating, rounding out, filling his hand. And under his right hand the cock shrunk, becoming a small button, where all the sensations that normally spread over the surface of the glans had concentrated in a single point.
He couldn't believe the wonder of what he was living, squeezing her breast of his provoked double pleasure. The one he felt on his hand before that soft, something yielding and rounded object, which gave in to his massage returning a nipple that hardened deliciously. And the pleasure experienced from the very chest itself that was being squeezed... shuddered with a subtle and pleasant pain. But the strangest and most pleasurable sensations came from what had been his penis and now throbbed erect in the form of a clitoris, it was difficult for his masculine mind to assimilate the concentration of pleasure and discovered that only excessive pressure could make all sensation disappear; while a subtle touch managed to bathe his fingers with warm fluids. He searched for the entrance of the vagina with his fingers and found it moist and hot, he inserted them there to feel himself invaded by himself, caressing himself from inside, discovering how the tightened began to give way to the rhythm of his hand. He was agitated, feeling how pleasure grew in his belly and as his hand filled with thick fluids. Intuitively, he supported two fingers on the clitoris that swollen begged to be touched. Increasing and decreasing pressure and rhythm, he stopped there until he started to feel like his body was fading away and all his sensitive system vibrated to the beat of his touch. The spasm in his pelvis convulsed him, giving him the first female orgasm of his life. The electric caress ran through his body, settling in his neck to explode suddenly, tearing out a sharp cry from him.
He breathed deeply as his muscles tried to relax, and he stayed that way for several minutes, trying to understand the emotions accumulating in his head and heart. He was a girl. He stroked her thighs, which were soft and rounded, went up her belly, that velvet skin wasn't his and if it was. She was a girl. He cried with joy at his new sex, that sex he was starting to use, that deliciously hot and sensitive sex, that sex he had to use at will. He was a girl without being one.
He got up and walked to the mirror with her legs still trembling. He looked at himself carefully.
-Beautiful-, he said to himself.
It was Fabrizio, the same one, with that face of an angelic asexuado, large and sweet eyes. His slender body was decorated by breasts that fell rounded like drops. of water, his long legs rounded off forming harmonious hips with his delicate figure. He saw himself turned into a woman and his male self looked at him like a desirable fruit. He excited himself with his own image. As he got excited, he began to feel the tingling sensation on his skin increasing until it became vibration. He saw his breasts being reabsorbed into his body, turning back into his boyish nipples, and his vagina returning to become an excellent and erect penis ready for action.
Fabrizio turned into a magical being who would start enjoying that magnificent gift of being either man or woman according to the context and couldn't deny he enjoyed both states equally. He loved women, savoring those smooth and perfumed skins, flying with his fingers through their long and silky hair; women were for him a wonderful work of art that one should know how to appreciate, and he did.
His own sensitivity was exacerbated by the presence of those beautifully rounded bodies with barely tensed muscles. And before those little voices that seemed to be suffocating from pleasure, turning into the most delicious song in the universe. He felt full when his entire member was embraced by the warm and cushioned heat provided by the delicate shells. Always a sensitive and attentive lover, but since he could feel in his own flesh the explosive sensations of a woman, he enjoyed sex with them in a completely different way. And they enjoyed it much more. Fabrizio knew exactly the point of delicacy and roughness needed for a girl to climax.
And he loved addictively that his sensual subtlety would meet strong and gruff arms. With woolly breasts, with rough faces and voices. He felt that all sensitivity was enhanced when surrounded by the arms of a type; he loved feeling like they were supporting those thick and pulsing nipples on his backside. And now that I could be a little girl when I wanted to, I was enabled to be with any man who pleased me at the moment I desired. My beloved Matías received the gift of inaugurating Fabrizio's female body. When he arrived at this house, the covered garment hid his curves. The boy looked at him a bit strangely because his feminine features were subtly accentuated. - You're so pretty- he said and kissed him on the mouth. He couldn't help but savor his lips, they felt softer than usual. For the rest of the world, there was no doubt about Matías' masculinity, athlete, sturdy and bold, he moved through life like a true male. However Fabrizio had been to him, the only unconditional friend since childhood, the only one who accompanied him in the most difficult moments, with whom he shared sorrows and joys. Together they lived the awakening of their sexuality and were accomplices in multiple sexual games, so much so that there was never timidity or secrets between them. Matías accepted Fabrizio's delicacy almost without realizing it didn't resemble the rest of the boys and it was among games and confidences that they became inseparable. That same friendship turned into mutual attraction. Matías adored Fabrizio's sensitivity and he loved Matías' aggressive strength, they complemented each other so well that they soon experimented with each other in the pleasures of the flesh. That night Matías noticed something different about Fabrizio, but didn't know what it was until they were inside. This let his covered garment fall. Matías stayed looking at him wearing jeans that fit snugly around his hips, hinting at curves Matías had never seen in his friend; the just and cut-off shirt showed the beginning of round breasts. With his mouth open he approached and placed both hands on Fabrizio's waist, it was marked. He wanted to speak but the words didn't let him they came out. Fabrizio lunged at him, kissing his mouth with lips, tongue, and teeth. Matías felt those breasts, neither hard nor soft, pressing against his chest as he hugged him, the uncertainty this caused made him gently push Fabrizio away, who automatically took off his sweater, revealing his beautiful new tits to his friend.
-They're real, touch them,- he said.
Matías placed each hand on a tit and squeezed softly, smiling. -Aren't they beautiful?- Fabrizio asked.
Matías couldn't speak, only caressed the tits constantly changing the intensity of the caress until he couldn't reach them with his hands and wanted to feel those hard little nipples in his mouth. He licked them and sucked them gently.
Fabrizio felt like desire was escaping his body, transformed into a warm flow that began to lubricate his groin. Matías dragged one of his hands across Fabrizio's stomach, surprised by that smooth and taut skin, slid it under the jeans making the buttons come undone. When his hand slipped under the thong he discovered a hot and wet pussy. He looked up and sat up, still rubbing that lubricated flower and said:
-You're a girl!
-I'm a girl and I want you to fuck me.
They kissed wildly, tearing off all the remaining clothes, each one nipped at their centimeters, licked every hollow, Matías delighted extensively in that tight and hungry vagina.
Fabrizio felt like his friend's tongue was licking him entirely, losing himself inside, releasing juices and moans. He felt a sharp concentration of sensations when Matías obstinately sucked his clitoris, it cost him to define it, it was a kind of pressure where pleasure and pain mixed, he tried to pull away but this one held his hips very tight and accelerated the kisses and sucks, the orgasm reached him almost by force, electrifying him completely, softening his body and soul. Matías pulled out the cock that was shining due to the uncontrollable excitement that possessed him. He supported the tip on Fabrizio's swollen and sensitive button and smoothly stroked it, tracing the entire entrance and soaking the erect penis in the fluids and saliva resting on the lips of his friend's pussy. Fabrizio looked at him with eyes still lost in the emotions provoked by the orgasm.
- Come here- he said with his breath cut short- I love you inside me...
Matías undulated deeply, enjoying a burning and soft sensation that surrounded his cock and produced a shiver of pleasure that ran down his spine. They came like savages, enjoying each thrust, each scream, each orgasm until they fell asleep.
At dawn, Matías found Fabrizio just as he had always seen him, his friend forever. The one who won over the girls with his charm and hidden sweetness in a common boy. The same type who got it on with the yummiest shells in the neighborhood had the gift of transforming into the owner of the tastiest tip he'd ever tried.
Fabrizio was destined for a unique life. The eternal lover of that Universal Libido that hides in each mortal, that force that seizes individuals when they surrender to pleasure.
Thus he lived his life, embracing lust, reuniting with his most faithful beloved who reincarnated in each skin and kiss Fabrizio enjoyed.
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Eternal lover...
There exists in the universe a force with such power that it is capable of creating everything, it's an energy that constantly pulsates and mutates, destroying all that is perishable and creating eternal moments. It's the universal Libido concentrated in a unique instant.
This energy one day visited Fabrizio while he was sleeping, knowing him since always as it knows those beings especially chosen for voluptuousness. Those who at certain moments of life have their unbridled desire to live the pleasures of love awakened. There it stayed for hours, watching Fabrizio navigate through the waves of his dreams and immerse himself in them, invading the subconscious of the boy. It fell in love with that sensitive and sensual boy, adoring his delicate skin, fine lips, soft hands, almost feminine backside, strong and slender legs. It buried its nose in Fabrizio's long hair, caressed his barely hairy chest, and discovered how his nipples hardened under gentle touch. It felt fascinated by the duality of the boy. It saw him in his dreams dressed as a beautiful lady with fine lingerie, makeup, and sweet perfumes. It also saw him with his magnificent male body loving men and women; surrendering to different kinds of orgasms, absolute delivery and soft possession.
The universal power completely seduced by that small being created by it, which was Fabrizio, decided to bestow upon him the possibility of living fully his bisexuality, able to escape the oppressive judgment of others.
When Fabrizio woke up, he instinctively knew he wasn't alone; he felt a effervescent caress that stroked him from the groin to the neck. He tried to fix his gaze but what was caressing him shone so brightly that his eyes couldn't focus. It constantly changed colors and faces. When Fabrizio tried to speak, a finger Seething and luminous, it settled on his mouth, detaining the words. -Don't say anything beloved- an uncertain voice spoke to him and his body felt as if a earthquake was ravaging him. -I love you so much dear- the Universal Libido told its chosen one – from now on you and I are one, I leave this gift, starting today your body will only give you satisfaction and through it I will enjoy with you. Enjoy it fully.
Fabrizio knew he was no longer the same. That his body had been invaded by magic, feeling a tingling sensation in his skin and boiling blood. He ran his hands over his chest and down to his groin, caressing the hairs that surrounded his penis, then down to his testicles, gently pinching them and delicately pulling on the skin that covered them. He placed his right hand on the cock as it began to awaken, jumping with soft caresses, and his left hand stopped on one of his nipples, pressing only slightly on the nipple. He remained savoring his man's body for several minutes, closed his eyes, and let memories flood his mind, leaving him immobile in the recollection of his last encounter with Matías. He felt the boy's tongue on his nipples again, the mischievous fingers stimulating his booty, and began to feel like a girl. He could feel the tingling sensation increasing, converting into vibration. He felt as if under his left breast the chest was growing, inflating, rounding out, filling his hand. And under his right hand the cock shrunk, becoming a small button, where all the sensations that normally spread over the surface of the glans had concentrated in a single point.
He couldn't believe the wonder of what he was living, squeezing her breast of his provoked double pleasure. The one he felt on his hand before that soft, something yielding and rounded object, which gave in to his massage returning a nipple that hardened deliciously. And the pleasure experienced from the very chest itself that was being squeezed... shuddered with a subtle and pleasant pain. But the strangest and most pleasurable sensations came from what had been his penis and now throbbed erect in the form of a clitoris, it was difficult for his masculine mind to assimilate the concentration of pleasure and discovered that only excessive pressure could make all sensation disappear; while a subtle touch managed to bathe his fingers with warm fluids. He searched for the entrance of the vagina with his fingers and found it moist and hot, he inserted them there to feel himself invaded by himself, caressing himself from inside, discovering how the tightened began to give way to the rhythm of his hand. He was agitated, feeling how pleasure grew in his belly and as his hand filled with thick fluids. Intuitively, he supported two fingers on the clitoris that swollen begged to be touched. Increasing and decreasing pressure and rhythm, he stopped there until he started to feel like his body was fading away and all his sensitive system vibrated to the beat of his touch. The spasm in his pelvis convulsed him, giving him the first female orgasm of his life. The electric caress ran through his body, settling in his neck to explode suddenly, tearing out a sharp cry from him.
He breathed deeply as his muscles tried to relax, and he stayed that way for several minutes, trying to understand the emotions accumulating in his head and heart. He was a girl. He stroked her thighs, which were soft and rounded, went up her belly, that velvet skin wasn't his and if it was. She was a girl. He cried with joy at his new sex, that sex he was starting to use, that deliciously hot and sensitive sex, that sex he had to use at will. He was a girl without being one.
He got up and walked to the mirror with her legs still trembling. He looked at himself carefully.
-Beautiful-, he said to himself.
It was Fabrizio, the same one, with that face of an angelic asexuado, large and sweet eyes. His slender body was decorated by breasts that fell rounded like drops. of water, his long legs rounded off forming harmonious hips with his delicate figure. He saw himself turned into a woman and his male self looked at him like a desirable fruit. He excited himself with his own image. As he got excited, he began to feel the tingling sensation on his skin increasing until it became vibration. He saw his breasts being reabsorbed into his body, turning back into his boyish nipples, and his vagina returning to become an excellent and erect penis ready for action.
Fabrizio turned into a magical being who would start enjoying that magnificent gift of being either man or woman according to the context and couldn't deny he enjoyed both states equally. He loved women, savoring those smooth and perfumed skins, flying with his fingers through their long and silky hair; women were for him a wonderful work of art that one should know how to appreciate, and he did.
His own sensitivity was exacerbated by the presence of those beautifully rounded bodies with barely tensed muscles. And before those little voices that seemed to be suffocating from pleasure, turning into the most delicious song in the universe. He felt full when his entire member was embraced by the warm and cushioned heat provided by the delicate shells. Always a sensitive and attentive lover, but since he could feel in his own flesh the explosive sensations of a woman, he enjoyed sex with them in a completely different way. And they enjoyed it much more. Fabrizio knew exactly the point of delicacy and roughness needed for a girl to climax.
And he loved addictively that his sensual subtlety would meet strong and gruff arms. With woolly breasts, with rough faces and voices. He felt that all sensitivity was enhanced when surrounded by the arms of a type; he loved feeling like they were supporting those thick and pulsing nipples on his backside. And now that I could be a little girl when I wanted to, I was enabled to be with any man who pleased me at the moment I desired. My beloved Matías received the gift of inaugurating Fabrizio's female body. When he arrived at this house, the covered garment hid his curves. The boy looked at him a bit strangely because his feminine features were subtly accentuated. - You're so pretty- he said and kissed him on the mouth. He couldn't help but savor his lips, they felt softer than usual. For the rest of the world, there was no doubt about Matías' masculinity, athlete, sturdy and bold, he moved through life like a true male. However Fabrizio had been to him, the only unconditional friend since childhood, the only one who accompanied him in the most difficult moments, with whom he shared sorrows and joys. Together they lived the awakening of their sexuality and were accomplices in multiple sexual games, so much so that there was never timidity or secrets between them. Matías accepted Fabrizio's delicacy almost without realizing it didn't resemble the rest of the boys and it was among games and confidences that they became inseparable. That same friendship turned into mutual attraction. Matías adored Fabrizio's sensitivity and he loved Matías' aggressive strength, they complemented each other so well that they soon experimented with each other in the pleasures of the flesh. That night Matías noticed something different about Fabrizio, but didn't know what it was until they were inside. This let his covered garment fall. Matías stayed looking at him wearing jeans that fit snugly around his hips, hinting at curves Matías had never seen in his friend; the just and cut-off shirt showed the beginning of round breasts. With his mouth open he approached and placed both hands on Fabrizio's waist, it was marked. He wanted to speak but the words didn't let him they came out. Fabrizio lunged at him, kissing his mouth with lips, tongue, and teeth. Matías felt those breasts, neither hard nor soft, pressing against his chest as he hugged him, the uncertainty this caused made him gently push Fabrizio away, who automatically took off his sweater, revealing his beautiful new tits to his friend.
-They're real, touch them,- he said.
Matías placed each hand on a tit and squeezed softly, smiling. -Aren't they beautiful?- Fabrizio asked.
Matías couldn't speak, only caressed the tits constantly changing the intensity of the caress until he couldn't reach them with his hands and wanted to feel those hard little nipples in his mouth. He licked them and sucked them gently.
Fabrizio felt like desire was escaping his body, transformed into a warm flow that began to lubricate his groin. Matías dragged one of his hands across Fabrizio's stomach, surprised by that smooth and taut skin, slid it under the jeans making the buttons come undone. When his hand slipped under the thong he discovered a hot and wet pussy. He looked up and sat up, still rubbing that lubricated flower and said:
-You're a girl!
-I'm a girl and I want you to fuck me.
They kissed wildly, tearing off all the remaining clothes, each one nipped at their centimeters, licked every hollow, Matías delighted extensively in that tight and hungry vagina.
Fabrizio felt like his friend's tongue was licking him entirely, losing himself inside, releasing juices and moans. He felt a sharp concentration of sensations when Matías obstinately sucked his clitoris, it cost him to define it, it was a kind of pressure where pleasure and pain mixed, he tried to pull away but this one held his hips very tight and accelerated the kisses and sucks, the orgasm reached him almost by force, electrifying him completely, softening his body and soul. Matías pulled out the cock that was shining due to the uncontrollable excitement that possessed him. He supported the tip on Fabrizio's swollen and sensitive button and smoothly stroked it, tracing the entire entrance and soaking the erect penis in the fluids and saliva resting on the lips of his friend's pussy. Fabrizio looked at him with eyes still lost in the emotions provoked by the orgasm.
- Come here- he said with his breath cut short- I love you inside me...
Matías undulated deeply, enjoying a burning and soft sensation that surrounded his cock and produced a shiver of pleasure that ran down his spine. They came like savages, enjoying each thrust, each scream, each orgasm until they fell asleep.
At dawn, Matías found Fabrizio just as he had always seen him, his friend forever. The one who won over the girls with his charm and hidden sweetness in a common boy. The same type who got it on with the yummiest shells in the neighborhood had the gift of transforming into the owner of the tastiest tip he'd ever tried.
Fabrizio was destined for a unique life. The eternal lover of that Universal Libido that hides in each mortal, that force that seizes individuals when they surrender to pleasure.
Thus he lived his life, embracing lust, reuniting with his most faithful beloved who reincarnated in each skin and kiss Fabrizio enjoyed.
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17 comentários - Amante eterno. El pozo de los deseos.
Interesante relato!
Gracias LADYKARY! 😉 😉 😉
Decir gracias, a Ciro por la idea, a vos por la realización es tan poco que me da vergüenza, pero GRACIAS, de corazón, con el alma.
Me encanta la sensilibidad en la gente
Gracias ladykary
Gracias Kalura por la invitación
Fabrizio... imprecionante relato, cuanta carga de sensualidad y pasion. Excelente relato... prometo volver con puntos...
besos!
la sensibilidad de tu pluma me enamora kary!!!!
es un relato impresionante,sabes que te quiero y que te admiro.sos la mejor no hay nadie como vos en poringa
10 y un beso my lady
Gracias 😃
Tus relatos están cargados de vivencias y sentimientos !!!
Excelente !!!
Gracias por compartir.
Besos y Lamiditas !!!
Compartamos, comentemos, apoyemos, hagamos cada vez mejor esta maravillosa Comunidad !!!
A veces es difícil que un relato erótico que tenga fantasía -en el sentido estricto de la palabra-, o ciencia ficción, logre calentar... pero éste lo logra...!! 😉 Pero más allá de eso... es el toque mágico que le diste!! ❤️
Esto de experimentar el placer desde la perspectiva de uno y otro sexo... me trajo a la mente un antiguo mito griego... el de Tiresias... que trocaba de uno a otro sexo... quizá sea el sueño de muchos y se piense que era joda, joda y joda!!! 😛 ... pero no... 😞 Uuhhhh!!! Los antiguos griegos narraban sus historias como tragedias, por eso atribuyeron que el motivo de sus cambios eran castigos a lo que distintos dioses consideraban ofensas... Y así es como uno de los adivinos más famosos del mundo griego, al final de su vida, acabó convertido en... 😀 chan... chan... 😀 [averiguar por internet... 🙎♂️ ]
Volveré con puntos... 🆒
En la mitología griega hay otro caso pero al revés, el de la ninfa Cenide que fue cepillada por Poseidón y ésta le pidió que la convirtiera en hombre, petición que le fue concedida y comenzó a llamarse Ceneus, pero a Zeus (putañero a morir) le cayó mal y pidió a los centauros que la mataran, al morir, su alma liberada se convirtió otra vez en mujer.
En el caso de este relato-deseo el tema es poder cambiar de sexo con sólo desearlo pero sin dejar de tener el sexo original.
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después de todo lo mejor acá es que yo un pequeña aprendiz de escritora (que por un considerable tiempo sufrí estudiando las tragedias griegas que siempre considere obras de arte exclusivas para iluminados) termine suscitando a traves de mi relato una comparación con esas obras maestras del arte y la psicología de la humanidad...
definitivamente me emocionan, creo que debería enviarle el texto a la que fue mi profesora de literatura en ese momento. que comentario aparte es lesbiana y la mejor profesora que tuve en mi vida. jijiji....
LES DEJO A TODOS MIL Y UN BESOS LASCIVOS!! ❤️ ❤️
Kalura, es cierto que las historias de Tiresias y Fabrizio no son las mismas, pero las analogías no son tan dispares. Tiresias es el ícono más representativo de las metamorfosis varón-mujer-varón-mujer-varón-mujer... no sé cuántas veces... jejejej!! 😀
Cenide... sí... es cierto. La moraleja que deja su historia, es que sin importar los cambios que tengamos en la vida, en el Otro Mundo, se vuelve a la forma original... (Y como dato nerd, antes de su transformación definitiva en lo que su naturaleza demandaba, fue transformada en ave).
Kary, no demores en enviarle la dirección de este sensacional relato a tu profe... seguro se va a sentir orgullosa... 🆒
Respecto a cómo te definiste... "pequeña aprendiz de escritora" ... siempre estamos aprendiendo, pero dejame decirte que tenés un potencial tremendo para llegar muy alto! Esta historia da cuenta de ese talento inmenso que tenés! Vos, simplemente, dale para adelente!!! 😉
+10!! 🆒
Me emociono cada vez que lo releo y me enorgullece haber inspirado este relato.
Yendo, viniendo, hurgando y lo encontré, después de leer Adicción al sexo - cruzando el charco y el comentario de @LadyKary llegué al relato en cuestión y debo confesar que es una maravilla !!!
Que buenos momentos que paso aqui, todo lo contrario a lo que pensé que encontraría.
Gracias por compartir y por dejar comentar 👏