I had already told the story of my boyfriend Diego in a previous account about the one I had before meeting my current husband, and how I ended up reuniting with him again later, married, on a bus. Those who have read the story will know that we did much more than just reminisce about old times, even though we exchanged phone numbers, email addresses, and promised to see each other again, especially after the tremendous sex we had. However, I never replied to his messages, not because he had disappointed me, as he still turned out to be a great lover like I remembered him to be, simply because I decided that was an outdated stage of my life.
It had been good to reunite with him after so much time and have sex like we never had separated, but only for once, not for always, as if we were lovers or something. But anyway, what's the point of all this? You'll wonder. It's because a few days ago I received an email from Ariel, Diego's good friend.
Hello, how are you? So long, I'd like to see you... was the brief message that arrived. At first, I had to make an effort to remember who it was from, but quickly managed to recall. Ahhh... Ariel... yeah... a solid 9, I told myself when I finally remembered.
And that's because whenever I try to remember someone, I always do so in relation to their sexual performance, so for me, Diego, my boyfriend at the time, was an excellent 10, and Ariel, his friend, although he had good performance during our only opportunity to be together, was one step below, hence the 9.
But to know who Ariel is in this whole story, I have to go back to when I lived with Diego, convinced then that he was the man of my life. We met at a bar, introduced by a mutual friend, and just hours after we met, we were already having sex. It was one of the most... the most incredible of my life, and that's saying something, considering I had quite some experience in that regard, but Diego was... an extraordinary cumshot artist! And he still is, as I confirmed during our reunion. He has an incredible endurance, and the best part is that he can cum and keep going just as hard and erect as if he had just started. I would die when he would get me to four and start pounding me with a devastating rhythm until I came, leaving it inside me until I finally released all the cum, and then, like nothing, he'd pull out and put it back in from behind, still delivering the same efficiency despite the recent ejaculation. Our ejaculations were epic, apocalyptic, we did it almost every day, sometimes even staying up all night, obviously thinking we were meant for each other, although we would soon realize that wasn't quite true. Ariel was Diego's best friend and sometimes stayed over at his place for study, but he never made a move on me or anything like that. With Diego, I already had enough to think about being unfaithful to him with his own friend, so I kept a prudent distance from Ariel. However, the relationship with Diego began to cool off, not sexually, as we still had sex just like always, but only that, just sex, nothing more, not even going out for a movie or pizza or drinks. The only thing that united us was sex, nothing else, if I declared abstinence, we wouldn't have anything in common. I would find this out later, but what I want to tell you is that one morning, after one of those morning sessions that leave your head buzzing, Diego flew off to work. I stayed in bed for a bit longer, feeling the cum that had come out of my pussy slowly dripping onto the sheets. Finally, I looked at the clock and got up, made the bed, put on a thong with nothing underneath, and went to the kitchen to boil some water to make myself some mates. While the water was warming up, I wanted to take advantage of it and give myself a shower, so I headed towards the bathroom. I left the kitchen, walked down the hallway, and just as I was about to open the bathroom door... ZAS! The door opens without me even touching the handle. It was Ariel, who was getting out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around her waist. Her eyes locked onto my breasts, which, thinking no one was in the apartment, I had left completely exposed. Late to react, so she could take in the full view.
-Ariel!... What... what are you doing here? I asked surprised, trying to cover my tits with my arms, which, as they will understand, was very difficult for me.
It's because we finished late last night and Diego told me to stay, didn't he tell you? she said, although she was struggling not to look at me while her eyes kept drifting to other parts of my body.
No, he didn't say anything, just that I wouldn't be wandering around the apartment naked, I pointed out.
Well... lucky you didn't warn me she laughed.
Don't be an idiot I scolded her.
I should have turned around and gone back where I came from, but I didn't.
-Do you know what? she said then - This is a good moment for my towel to fall off
-Don't even think about it I said, although not with much emphasis
-Oh, it fell! she exclaimed as the towel slipped off her body and fell at her feet.
As soon as the towel came off her body, her cock emerged full and magnificent, the first thing I noticed was that it was circumcised, so the head poked out fat and pulsing. I wasn't going to let her get away with this, so putting my hands on her waist, I offered her a pleasurable view of my breasts, now unobstructed.
Now we're even I said.
Do you know that Diego is my best friend, doesn't he? she said then.
Yes, and?
He wouldn't have a problem screwing him right now she confessed as her cock began to show a noticeable erection. I remained thoughtful for an instant, while that nervous trunk stood firm and inexorably. -I shouldn't have to leave from here, it would be a secret only ours- I replied. -Ours and no one else's- he added, approaching me precariously. He was just a few centimeters away from me, with that erection pulsating strongly. -Diego told me you're very good at it- he commented. -Did he tell you that? What a son of a slut!- I exclaimed. -Well, that and some other things- he added. -What else?- I wanted to know. -You're an animal in bed- he replied. -It seems like you'll find out for yourself- I said, and kissing him with passionate abandon, I hung from his neck. From his lips, I slid down his body until I was facing a majestic and imposing erection. He was completely shaved, like an actor in a porn film, so I could feel the veins extending across his stomach. I grasped that bundle of nerves and shook it hard, feeling the shivering sensation of excitement that overwhelmed him. I sucked him with frenzy, putting all my effort into it, demonstrating to him in person that Diego hadn't been wrong when he said I was good at it. His sighs and gasps showed me that he was quite pleased for the moment. The cock hardened brutally, almost animalistically, with veins marking themselves on his skin like fire. -You're as slutty as I imagined!- he exclaimed between sighs, handing over his virility to do with as I pleased. With my knees firmly planted on the floor, I grasped that beautiful cock with both hands and rubbed it firmly, giving him a dreamy blowjob. If my boyfriend's friend was so loose-mouthed about our intimate encounters, then one of them would be a privileged witness to the fact that he wasn't lying. That's why I gave him a complete service, including balls, sucking everything he had to offer and more, even going as far as the asshole, then I turned around and got behind him, still on my knees and started to lavish a tasty and juicy black kiss on him, while still shaking his cock. Ariel couldn't hold out much longer, soon he grabbed me by the prep, made me lift up with one pull, and slamming me against the wall in the hallway, lifted one leg, moved the thong aside and pushed it inside without further consideration. A long and profuse sigh escaped my throat when I felt her all the way in, invading me without any resistance from my part, filling me to the last available corner with that impressive volume that fit perfectly into my insides. With each push, I stuck more against the wall, making me feel the prepotent power of his virility in my entrails. Inside and out, inside and out, getting stronger every time, deliciously holding on. Then he grabbed me with both hands, loaded me onto his stomach and with his cock completely inserted into me, took me to the bedroom, while I moved insistently as I walked to enjoy that magnificent piece that made me wet in an incredible way. Already in the bedroom, he deposited me on my back on the bed and positioning himself over me, restarted that delicious pumping, making me pee all over. So soaked was I that the sound of penetration became deafening, like our moans, which intensified with each thrust. -¡Siiiiiiii… siiiiiiii… take me... take me... give it to me with everything... siiiiiii... like this... ahhhhhhhhh... kill me... blow me up...!- I was begging between ecstatic gasps, surrendering without reserve, opening myself up to him, enjoying each push as if it were the last. Although I had terrible sex in the morning with my boyfriend, what Ariel was doing to me at that moment was impressive. I had warmed up badly, so much that I no longer cared about my boyfriend or his mother, who gave birth to a slut. Between kisses, blowjobs, and more thrusts, we rolled around on the bed, now ending up with me On top of him, moving up and down, enjoying the way he was caressing my tits with violence, squeezing and pinching my nipples, kneading the flesh as if he wanted to tear it apart between his fingers. Every now and then, I'd bend over and kiss him, eating his mouth, thanking him in that way for the pleasure he was making me feel. And not just because of how he was having sex with me, but also because we were doing it in the same bed I shared with my boyfriend and had just had sex in as if the world was about to end at any moment. But that was past now, what mattered was what Ariel was giving me, and I was more than willing to enjoy it fully and absolutely.
As if we were the main couple in a porn video, we didn't get tired of trying out the most diverse sexual positions. We even invented some. In four, I took advantage of being there open and ready for him to enter through the other hole. As if it was his natural destiny, barely feeling the contact, my bum opened wide, making it easy for him to introduce himself immediately. He didn't even have to lubricate me, the humidity he brought with him, a creamy mixture of pre-seminal fluid and my own intimate flows, was more than enough for him to get in halfway with one stroke. The rest entered through forceful pushes, making me feel between my intestines the outstanding virility. He then grabbed my hips and started screwing me hard and evenly, but even though I was getting it strong, he suddenly stood up on his feet and redoubled the rhythm of penetration, shaking the bed with the impacts of such furious pumping. With one hand lost between my legs, I was touching my clitoris, shaking it, accompanying the movements he was making from behind. I could already feel with absolute clarity that vibration that precedes orgasm. At the most intense and awaited moment of a relationship, that of ejaculation. Ariel was about to cum, although it was noticeable that he was trying to delay it as much as possible until he couldn't do anything about it anymore, and in the midst of exalted gasps, he pulled me out with a jerk and... the first thing I felt was a strong semen splash on my back. I got up quickly, turned around, grabbed him with both hands, and took him to my mouth before he could open his eyes, and two more semen splashes hit my face, one of which almost covered an eye with semen, but I persisted in my task, opened my mouth, and with the tip of his cock resting on my lips received the rest of the discharge in my palate. Ariel's semen was burning my tongue, but I still kept it there until he had nothing left to release, only then did I swallow all his cum, sipping by sipping, enjoying how that natural elixir freshly extracted was slowly dripping down my throat. My boyfriend's friend was still sighing, looking at me with dazed eyes, letting me take care of extracting every last drop from him. He even wiped the semen that had fallen into my eye with his finger and gave it to me to savor. Then I sucked his cock well, leaving it very clean, as if nothing had happened. This is one of the parts I like most, the part of cleanliness, using my tongue and lips to make any trace of cum disappear. It's something that feels overly gratifying to me.
Still feeling the sensations of orgasm resonating in our bodies, we lay down and devoted ourselves to pampering each other for a while, although clarifying from the start that what had happened between us that morning was something we should avoid in the future. Although I had caught him deliciously, he was my boyfriend's best friend and I didn't want to cause any trouble between them. I already had enough of my own. Similarly, I ended my relationship with Diego a little later, which Ariel did not He had nothing to do with it, and then I would meet who is my husband today. For a time, I didn't know anything about the two of them. I ran into Diego again that one time on the bus, after a long time, and Ariel... well, from Ariel I received an email a few days ago saying he'd like to see me again. I didn't respond... yet, although after writing this story and remembering how well we had fun together, the moisture of my pussy is telling me maybe it's best to respond. I confess openly that I couldn't help but touch myself while remembering those moments, so I'm already opening my mailbox and preparing to respond to his email. The response will be brief: 'I'd like to see you too'.
It had been good to reunite with him after so much time and have sex like we never had separated, but only for once, not for always, as if we were lovers or something. But anyway, what's the point of all this? You'll wonder. It's because a few days ago I received an email from Ariel, Diego's good friend.
Hello, how are you? So long, I'd like to see you... was the brief message that arrived. At first, I had to make an effort to remember who it was from, but quickly managed to recall. Ahhh... Ariel... yeah... a solid 9, I told myself when I finally remembered.
And that's because whenever I try to remember someone, I always do so in relation to their sexual performance, so for me, Diego, my boyfriend at the time, was an excellent 10, and Ariel, his friend, although he had good performance during our only opportunity to be together, was one step below, hence the 9.
But to know who Ariel is in this whole story, I have to go back to when I lived with Diego, convinced then that he was the man of my life. We met at a bar, introduced by a mutual friend, and just hours after we met, we were already having sex. It was one of the most... the most incredible of my life, and that's saying something, considering I had quite some experience in that regard, but Diego was... an extraordinary cumshot artist! And he still is, as I confirmed during our reunion. He has an incredible endurance, and the best part is that he can cum and keep going just as hard and erect as if he had just started. I would die when he would get me to four and start pounding me with a devastating rhythm until I came, leaving it inside me until I finally released all the cum, and then, like nothing, he'd pull out and put it back in from behind, still delivering the same efficiency despite the recent ejaculation. Our ejaculations were epic, apocalyptic, we did it almost every day, sometimes even staying up all night, obviously thinking we were meant for each other, although we would soon realize that wasn't quite true. Ariel was Diego's best friend and sometimes stayed over at his place for study, but he never made a move on me or anything like that. With Diego, I already had enough to think about being unfaithful to him with his own friend, so I kept a prudent distance from Ariel. However, the relationship with Diego began to cool off, not sexually, as we still had sex just like always, but only that, just sex, nothing more, not even going out for a movie or pizza or drinks. The only thing that united us was sex, nothing else, if I declared abstinence, we wouldn't have anything in common. I would find this out later, but what I want to tell you is that one morning, after one of those morning sessions that leave your head buzzing, Diego flew off to work. I stayed in bed for a bit longer, feeling the cum that had come out of my pussy slowly dripping onto the sheets. Finally, I looked at the clock and got up, made the bed, put on a thong with nothing underneath, and went to the kitchen to boil some water to make myself some mates. While the water was warming up, I wanted to take advantage of it and give myself a shower, so I headed towards the bathroom. I left the kitchen, walked down the hallway, and just as I was about to open the bathroom door... ZAS! The door opens without me even touching the handle. It was Ariel, who was getting out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around her waist. Her eyes locked onto my breasts, which, thinking no one was in the apartment, I had left completely exposed. Late to react, so she could take in the full view.
-Ariel!... What... what are you doing here? I asked surprised, trying to cover my tits with my arms, which, as they will understand, was very difficult for me.
It's because we finished late last night and Diego told me to stay, didn't he tell you? she said, although she was struggling not to look at me while her eyes kept drifting to other parts of my body.
No, he didn't say anything, just that I wouldn't be wandering around the apartment naked, I pointed out.
Well... lucky you didn't warn me she laughed.
Don't be an idiot I scolded her.
I should have turned around and gone back where I came from, but I didn't.
-Do you know what? she said then - This is a good moment for my towel to fall off
-Don't even think about it I said, although not with much emphasis
-Oh, it fell! she exclaimed as the towel slipped off her body and fell at her feet.
As soon as the towel came off her body, her cock emerged full and magnificent, the first thing I noticed was that it was circumcised, so the head poked out fat and pulsing. I wasn't going to let her get away with this, so putting my hands on her waist, I offered her a pleasurable view of my breasts, now unobstructed.
Now we're even I said.
Do you know that Diego is my best friend, doesn't he? she said then.
Yes, and?
He wouldn't have a problem screwing him right now she confessed as her cock began to show a noticeable erection. I remained thoughtful for an instant, while that nervous trunk stood firm and inexorably. -I shouldn't have to leave from here, it would be a secret only ours- I replied. -Ours and no one else's- he added, approaching me precariously. He was just a few centimeters away from me, with that erection pulsating strongly. -Diego told me you're very good at it- he commented. -Did he tell you that? What a son of a slut!- I exclaimed. -Well, that and some other things- he added. -What else?- I wanted to know. -You're an animal in bed- he replied. -It seems like you'll find out for yourself- I said, and kissing him with passionate abandon, I hung from his neck. From his lips, I slid down his body until I was facing a majestic and imposing erection. He was completely shaved, like an actor in a porn film, so I could feel the veins extending across his stomach. I grasped that bundle of nerves and shook it hard, feeling the shivering sensation of excitement that overwhelmed him. I sucked him with frenzy, putting all my effort into it, demonstrating to him in person that Diego hadn't been wrong when he said I was good at it. His sighs and gasps showed me that he was quite pleased for the moment. The cock hardened brutally, almost animalistically, with veins marking themselves on his skin like fire. -You're as slutty as I imagined!- he exclaimed between sighs, handing over his virility to do with as I pleased. With my knees firmly planted on the floor, I grasped that beautiful cock with both hands and rubbed it firmly, giving him a dreamy blowjob. If my boyfriend's friend was so loose-mouthed about our intimate encounters, then one of them would be a privileged witness to the fact that he wasn't lying. That's why I gave him a complete service, including balls, sucking everything he had to offer and more, even going as far as the asshole, then I turned around and got behind him, still on my knees and started to lavish a tasty and juicy black kiss on him, while still shaking his cock. Ariel couldn't hold out much longer, soon he grabbed me by the prep, made me lift up with one pull, and slamming me against the wall in the hallway, lifted one leg, moved the thong aside and pushed it inside without further consideration. A long and profuse sigh escaped my throat when I felt her all the way in, invading me without any resistance from my part, filling me to the last available corner with that impressive volume that fit perfectly into my insides. With each push, I stuck more against the wall, making me feel the prepotent power of his virility in my entrails. Inside and out, inside and out, getting stronger every time, deliciously holding on. Then he grabbed me with both hands, loaded me onto his stomach and with his cock completely inserted into me, took me to the bedroom, while I moved insistently as I walked to enjoy that magnificent piece that made me wet in an incredible way. Already in the bedroom, he deposited me on my back on the bed and positioning himself over me, restarted that delicious pumping, making me pee all over. So soaked was I that the sound of penetration became deafening, like our moans, which intensified with each thrust. -¡Siiiiiiii… siiiiiiii… take me... take me... give it to me with everything... siiiiiii... like this... ahhhhhhhhh... kill me... blow me up...!- I was begging between ecstatic gasps, surrendering without reserve, opening myself up to him, enjoying each push as if it were the last. Although I had terrible sex in the morning with my boyfriend, what Ariel was doing to me at that moment was impressive. I had warmed up badly, so much that I no longer cared about my boyfriend or his mother, who gave birth to a slut. Between kisses, blowjobs, and more thrusts, we rolled around on the bed, now ending up with me On top of him, moving up and down, enjoying the way he was caressing my tits with violence, squeezing and pinching my nipples, kneading the flesh as if he wanted to tear it apart between his fingers. Every now and then, I'd bend over and kiss him, eating his mouth, thanking him in that way for the pleasure he was making me feel. And not just because of how he was having sex with me, but also because we were doing it in the same bed I shared with my boyfriend and had just had sex in as if the world was about to end at any moment. But that was past now, what mattered was what Ariel was giving me, and I was more than willing to enjoy it fully and absolutely.
As if we were the main couple in a porn video, we didn't get tired of trying out the most diverse sexual positions. We even invented some. In four, I took advantage of being there open and ready for him to enter through the other hole. As if it was his natural destiny, barely feeling the contact, my bum opened wide, making it easy for him to introduce himself immediately. He didn't even have to lubricate me, the humidity he brought with him, a creamy mixture of pre-seminal fluid and my own intimate flows, was more than enough for him to get in halfway with one stroke. The rest entered through forceful pushes, making me feel between my intestines the outstanding virility. He then grabbed my hips and started screwing me hard and evenly, but even though I was getting it strong, he suddenly stood up on his feet and redoubled the rhythm of penetration, shaking the bed with the impacts of such furious pumping. With one hand lost between my legs, I was touching my clitoris, shaking it, accompanying the movements he was making from behind. I could already feel with absolute clarity that vibration that precedes orgasm. At the most intense and awaited moment of a relationship, that of ejaculation. Ariel was about to cum, although it was noticeable that he was trying to delay it as much as possible until he couldn't do anything about it anymore, and in the midst of exalted gasps, he pulled me out with a jerk and... the first thing I felt was a strong semen splash on my back. I got up quickly, turned around, grabbed him with both hands, and took him to my mouth before he could open his eyes, and two more semen splashes hit my face, one of which almost covered an eye with semen, but I persisted in my task, opened my mouth, and with the tip of his cock resting on my lips received the rest of the discharge in my palate. Ariel's semen was burning my tongue, but I still kept it there until he had nothing left to release, only then did I swallow all his cum, sipping by sipping, enjoying how that natural elixir freshly extracted was slowly dripping down my throat. My boyfriend's friend was still sighing, looking at me with dazed eyes, letting me take care of extracting every last drop from him. He even wiped the semen that had fallen into my eye with his finger and gave it to me to savor. Then I sucked his cock well, leaving it very clean, as if nothing had happened. This is one of the parts I like most, the part of cleanliness, using my tongue and lips to make any trace of cum disappear. It's something that feels overly gratifying to me.
Still feeling the sensations of orgasm resonating in our bodies, we lay down and devoted ourselves to pampering each other for a while, although clarifying from the start that what had happened between us that morning was something we should avoid in the future. Although I had caught him deliciously, he was my boyfriend's best friend and I didn't want to cause any trouble between them. I already had enough of my own. Similarly, I ended my relationship with Diego a little later, which Ariel did not He had nothing to do with it, and then I would meet who is my husband today. For a time, I didn't know anything about the two of them. I ran into Diego again that one time on the bus, after a long time, and Ariel... well, from Ariel I received an email a few days ago saying he'd like to see me again. I didn't respond... yet, although after writing this story and remembering how well we had fun together, the moisture of my pussy is telling me maybe it's best to respond. I confess openly that I couldn't help but touch myself while remembering those moments, so I'm already opening my mailbox and preparing to respond to his email. The response will be brief: 'I'd like to see you too'.
13 comentários - My ex's friend
Valió la pena la espera, un relato excelente, con todos los condimentos para dejarme a mil 🤤
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me pusiste hasta los bujes...!!!
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