Life is unpredictable and capricious, which can turn a monotonous and boring life into the most incredible story.
I'm Roberto, 41 years old, tall, with grayish eyes, previously athletic but having lost some tone due to my current age (although I still maintain myself quite well) and with an outgoing character. I live alone because I never wanted to tie myself down to anyone and neither did I feel that need. Additionally, the candidate's profile would have to be so... special, let's say it's very uncommon and I haven't seen anyone meet the precise requirements yet, although there have been several who met a very high part of them.
Sexually, I'm very active, vicious, and morbid and I've fulfilled almost all normal experiences and many strong ones. I've practiced 'normal' sex, anal, threesomes, group sex, orgies, exchanges, domination, and BDSM (in a Light plan always consensual), sex with transvestites, and even some gay (as active)... The only thing I've refused is extreme scatological practices and violence. It's easy to suppose that, with these tastes, it's difficult to find a woman liberal or open-minded enough to participate in these practices.
Well, about the matter. At work (I'm a consultant) I met Belén, a technology manager from an IT company who had a quite important project on her hands and needed market and infrastructure advice very determinedly, so they hired my services. The working sessions started in the morning and usually lasted until late evening-night. Therefore, it was very common for us to go out for lunch and dinner with great frequency, which allowed me to get to know her life. Belén was a single mother of a girl who, at that time, was 17 years old but had little left before reaching majority). This was the reason why our relationship had become tense due to the continuous confrontations between them.
By the way, Belén is a precious blonde woman (dyed) with honey-colored eyes, beautiful face, plump and well-defined lips, with a generous body, not overweight but rather exuberant, generous breasts although already losing firmness and round buttocks with the same peros as the skin (not fallen but also not smooth). In my understanding, at 39 years old, she was looking very good and even better. It's logical to suppose that I started using my strategies to, sooner or later, gain access to her... favors.
I managed to get her to open up with flattery in opportune moments, small invitations, etc. Come on... those small gestures that make you achieve great results, so by the time she was eating out of my hand. Now I also think that the abstinence she suffered at that time and the proximity of the famous crisis of 40 made it easier for me to gain access to her person.
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Everything unraveled on a Friday after leaving another marathon day. We went to take some tapas as dinner, and between the chat, the witty remarks, and the effects of the alcohol consumed, we started flirting with each other. She seemed more affected by the alcohol so I positioned myself in waiting mode, like a hunter stalking his prey and not shooting until he knows he has a 100% chance of hitting. I let her go on, giving her room to continue and steered the conversation towards what interested me. At one point, she said:
- The truth is that I hadn't had so much fun with anyone in a long time. This business of being alone sometimes has great drawbacks.
- Why? –I played dumb for a bit– What do you mean exactly?
- Damn Rob (she calls me that outside of work), don't be an idiot –(Hehehe, am I?)– Right now, what I least want is to go home alone and even less if I'm going to argue with my daughter.
- Well, they always say two people don't argue if one doesn't want to.
- No. I was only referring to that. It's been a long time since I've given myself an adequate tribute and until the end.
- If you're talking about what's in your head, I don't know exactly where the problem is.
- Pfffff –he snorted– I don't think it would be very ethical for us to take our relationship further personally.
I smiled at myself. Now was the moment when it was my turn to give the push.
- As far as I know, we're not doctor-patient or lawyer-client. We're just developing a project and I don't think our personal situation should affect our work. Besides, I'm here to guide you and it's up to you whether you follow me or not. Apart from that, neither of us has anything to hide so your bosses wouldn't have any reason to complain.
- Yes, but... –he started doubting. That was good for my interests.
- Not a bit. Don't try to convince me of anything, it's up to you. I'm not the one who complained about anything or missed anything.
- Not if I already know that you don't have problems like that. You seem to be able to get any woman who crosses your path.
- Eeeeeehhhh, come on! As for me, I choose and my level is very high. We're going to see if I give the green light to anyone.
He looked at me for a few seconds in an inquisitive way, thinking that's what he should tell me. He noticed the struggle inside him between his reservations and his desires. Finally, he smiled.
- Well, if it is... If you accept... Would you take the last one home with me?
The die was cast and I wasn't going to be the one who wouldn't want it. Just thinking about what I would do with her already had me sick. Besides, how could you refuse an invitation so direct? I won't be the one who denies bread to the hungry. As a response, I got up, took his hand, and we left the local heading for the parking lot where my car was. During the short walk to his house, we didn't talk. At each stoplight, we would take advantage of kissing and caressing each other. I could see through her blouse how the nipples were marking on the fabric, denouncing the excitement of the owner. Besides, it was something very contagious since I had a tent in my pants that was more than evident, a tent that did not tend to diminish due to the constant erections I dedicated to my bald friend Belén's esteemed hand.
I parked in her garage and already in the elevator to her house we couldn't contain ourselves anymore. Our tongues were fusing and exploring each other's mouth frenetically while our hands palpated and sought direct contact with the skin of the opposite person. When we were about to enter her house:
- Please, don't make noise now that my daughter will be sleeping in her room.
- Okay. I hadn't remembered your daughter. I'll try not to make noise. –I said while my hands continued playing, one on her navel and the other touching her sex above her underwear.
Her house is very well arranged and decorated. From the entrance door a hallway distributes to the rest of the rooms, being Belén's room the last, which is quite common in rooms intended for married couples. Her daughter's room is on the opposite side from Belén's with a bathroom between them, providing an extra layer of intimacy to each other's bedroom. We entered her room and continued devouring each other. I started undressing her slowly, first pulling off her blouse by the head (why waste time unbuttoning it?), sliding my hand along her forearms, brushing against her back with my fingertips, going up to her neck. Belén responded to the caresses with deep breaths, as if she was out of breath, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, which allowed me for the next attack that wasn't anything other than kissing her neck, sucking it, taking my tongue from her trachea to her earlobes.
The result was the emergence of sighs of pleasure from her throat that gained intensity when my hands, descending down her back, lowered the zipper. from the skirt allowing it to fall all the way down to my ankles, and taking possession of the buttocks that, thanks to the thong I was wearing, gave me access to that mass of flesh (which wasn't very tight) but wasn't bad at all.
She began to unbutton her shirt until she managed to take it off, leaving me with my tie still on and descending towards the zipper of my pants that were threatening to burst due to the immense accumulation of blood I had at those heights. As soon as I was free from my pants, she quickly got down (taking advantage of also freeing me from my slip) and put my piece in her mouth, quickly, with urgency, starting a blowjob that made me see not only stars but entire constellations. Her tongue passed quickly over the tip of my glans while her lips enveloped my penis, with rapid movements of in-and-out and her hand alternating between my testicles and masturbation movements. I tried to stop it a couple of times because with such treatment my defenses were at their minimum resistance. Since she didn't let me leave her mouth, I decided to enjoy the blowjob until the point of no return was behind me.
- ¡¡Arggg, I can't take it anymore... I'm going to come!!
She increased the speed while holding onto my free hand from the ass so I wouldn't pull back, and without further objection, my semen released inside that warm mouth that was milking me like a woman hadn't sucked me off in a long time. At the corner of her lips, I saw the mixture of semen and saliva escaping as I ran down towards her neck and dripped onto her breasts receiving the nectar of that formidable orgasm Belén was giving me. When my penis spasms ended, she looked up at me from below with a face full of vice and unlimited desire. She had also enjoyed the oral sex she had given me.
As a good gentleman that I am, I prepared to return the pleasure she had given me. The Help her get in while leaving the room light on some sensual shadows and freeing her from the thong, the only garment she was still wearing (by the way, I was the only thing left on me was my tie and I didn't want to think about how ridiculous it must have been) and lay her down on the bed while kissing her, noticing my own flavor something that never gave me pause. I buried my head between her legs starting cunnilingus because by then we weren't going to increase the pace more than what was already happening. I passed my tongue along the entire length of her vagina, from the perineum to above her clitoris, organ which I tried to give special treatment while my fingers did the double function of separating her lips and caressing both the outside and inside of her sex. Belén was really turned on. Her pussy was dripping with fluids like a possessed one, almost as if she were peeing. She was really out like a slut and wasn't lying when she commented about the 'delayed' desires. I calculate that it didn't last more than two or three minutes before I noticed her body start to stiffen as her face contorted in a rictus of pure pleasure, almost painful and exploded into an orgasm that left me amazed. I clearly noted how she was expelling fluids from the interior of her vagina. I had heard of 'female ejaculation' but never until that moment one of my lovers had given me one of them. I trembled (and I mean literally) with pleasure while my head made real efforts to stay in contact with her vulva, which kept moving away as her legs closed in the reflexive act of orgasm. The truth is that Belén's orgasm turned me on like a Bengal lance and I decided not to give up on that body that was eating me. I got between her legs and buried my piece of meat until my balls caressed her bald pussy Companion. The ride I dedicated to her was anything but tender. I'd push my cock all the way in and then pull it out until almost nothing was left, repeating the operation. When I got tired of holding the position, I'd fall on top of her without removing my cock from her pussy and take advantage of sucking her pink nipples that crowned her large, turbid, tempting breasts.
I stayed like that for a while longer since my previous orgasm allowed me to resist the temptation of coming again, as it takes me a while to recover when I do, something that gets worse with age. In this way, I was fucking Belén until her body tensed up in a new orgasm, less intense than the previous one but just as long-lasting and overwhelming. Each time I could, I'd grab her by the neck to get closer and kiss her while she exhaled her pleasure in deep, ronky sighs.
After that orgasm, she collapsed on the bed, completely at my mercy. I tried to keep going with the fucking, but she dodged me. It doesn't take much imagination to picture how sensitive she must have been down there. I got up so the air could cool off my sweaty body since we were both sweating profusely due to the heat that was already setting in. Carelessly, I headed to the kitchen to look for a cold drink to refresh us. When I was standing in front of the fridge, arranging a couple of refrescos, I fell upon a detail that would have passed others by.
I'm Roberto, 41 years old, tall, with grayish eyes, previously athletic but having lost some tone due to my current age (although I still maintain myself quite well) and with an outgoing character. I live alone because I never wanted to tie myself down to anyone and neither did I feel that need. Additionally, the candidate's profile would have to be so... special, let's say it's very uncommon and I haven't seen anyone meet the precise requirements yet, although there have been several who met a very high part of them.
Sexually, I'm very active, vicious, and morbid and I've fulfilled almost all normal experiences and many strong ones. I've practiced 'normal' sex, anal, threesomes, group sex, orgies, exchanges, domination, and BDSM (in a Light plan always consensual), sex with transvestites, and even some gay (as active)... The only thing I've refused is extreme scatological practices and violence. It's easy to suppose that, with these tastes, it's difficult to find a woman liberal or open-minded enough to participate in these practices.
Well, about the matter. At work (I'm a consultant) I met Belén, a technology manager from an IT company who had a quite important project on her hands and needed market and infrastructure advice very determinedly, so they hired my services. The working sessions started in the morning and usually lasted until late evening-night. Therefore, it was very common for us to go out for lunch and dinner with great frequency, which allowed me to get to know her life. Belén was a single mother of a girl who, at that time, was 17 years old but had little left before reaching majority). This was the reason why our relationship had become tense due to the continuous confrontations between them.
By the way, Belén is a precious blonde woman (dyed) with honey-colored eyes, beautiful face, plump and well-defined lips, with a generous body, not overweight but rather exuberant, generous breasts although already losing firmness and round buttocks with the same peros as the skin (not fallen but also not smooth). In my understanding, at 39 years old, she was looking very good and even better. It's logical to suppose that I started using my strategies to, sooner or later, gain access to her... favors.
I managed to get her to open up with flattery in opportune moments, small invitations, etc. Come on... those small gestures that make you achieve great results, so by the time she was eating out of my hand. Now I also think that the abstinence she suffered at that time and the proximity of the famous crisis of 40 made it easier for me to gain access to her person.
---
Everything unraveled on a Friday after leaving another marathon day. We went to take some tapas as dinner, and between the chat, the witty remarks, and the effects of the alcohol consumed, we started flirting with each other. She seemed more affected by the alcohol so I positioned myself in waiting mode, like a hunter stalking his prey and not shooting until he knows he has a 100% chance of hitting. I let her go on, giving her room to continue and steered the conversation towards what interested me. At one point, she said:
- The truth is that I hadn't had so much fun with anyone in a long time. This business of being alone sometimes has great drawbacks.
- Why? –I played dumb for a bit– What do you mean exactly?
- Damn Rob (she calls me that outside of work), don't be an idiot –(Hehehe, am I?)– Right now, what I least want is to go home alone and even less if I'm going to argue with my daughter.
- Well, they always say two people don't argue if one doesn't want to.
- No. I was only referring to that. It's been a long time since I've given myself an adequate tribute and until the end.
- If you're talking about what's in your head, I don't know exactly where the problem is.
- Pfffff –he snorted– I don't think it would be very ethical for us to take our relationship further personally.
I smiled at myself. Now was the moment when it was my turn to give the push.
- As far as I know, we're not doctor-patient or lawyer-client. We're just developing a project and I don't think our personal situation should affect our work. Besides, I'm here to guide you and it's up to you whether you follow me or not. Apart from that, neither of us has anything to hide so your bosses wouldn't have any reason to complain.
- Yes, but... –he started doubting. That was good for my interests.
- Not a bit. Don't try to convince me of anything, it's up to you. I'm not the one who complained about anything or missed anything.
- Not if I already know that you don't have problems like that. You seem to be able to get any woman who crosses your path.
- Eeeeeehhhh, come on! As for me, I choose and my level is very high. We're going to see if I give the green light to anyone.
He looked at me for a few seconds in an inquisitive way, thinking that's what he should tell me. He noticed the struggle inside him between his reservations and his desires. Finally, he smiled.
- Well, if it is... If you accept... Would you take the last one home with me?
The die was cast and I wasn't going to be the one who wouldn't want it. Just thinking about what I would do with her already had me sick. Besides, how could you refuse an invitation so direct? I won't be the one who denies bread to the hungry. As a response, I got up, took his hand, and we left the local heading for the parking lot where my car was. During the short walk to his house, we didn't talk. At each stoplight, we would take advantage of kissing and caressing each other. I could see through her blouse how the nipples were marking on the fabric, denouncing the excitement of the owner. Besides, it was something very contagious since I had a tent in my pants that was more than evident, a tent that did not tend to diminish due to the constant erections I dedicated to my bald friend Belén's esteemed hand.
I parked in her garage and already in the elevator to her house we couldn't contain ourselves anymore. Our tongues were fusing and exploring each other's mouth frenetically while our hands palpated and sought direct contact with the skin of the opposite person. When we were about to enter her house:
- Please, don't make noise now that my daughter will be sleeping in her room.
- Okay. I hadn't remembered your daughter. I'll try not to make noise. –I said while my hands continued playing, one on her navel and the other touching her sex above her underwear.
Her house is very well arranged and decorated. From the entrance door a hallway distributes to the rest of the rooms, being Belén's room the last, which is quite common in rooms intended for married couples. Her daughter's room is on the opposite side from Belén's with a bathroom between them, providing an extra layer of intimacy to each other's bedroom. We entered her room and continued devouring each other. I started undressing her slowly, first pulling off her blouse by the head (why waste time unbuttoning it?), sliding my hand along her forearms, brushing against her back with my fingertips, going up to her neck. Belén responded to the caresses with deep breaths, as if she was out of breath, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, which allowed me for the next attack that wasn't anything other than kissing her neck, sucking it, taking my tongue from her trachea to her earlobes.
The result was the emergence of sighs of pleasure from her throat that gained intensity when my hands, descending down her back, lowered the zipper. from the skirt allowing it to fall all the way down to my ankles, and taking possession of the buttocks that, thanks to the thong I was wearing, gave me access to that mass of flesh (which wasn't very tight) but wasn't bad at all.
She began to unbutton her shirt until she managed to take it off, leaving me with my tie still on and descending towards the zipper of my pants that were threatening to burst due to the immense accumulation of blood I had at those heights. As soon as I was free from my pants, she quickly got down (taking advantage of also freeing me from my slip) and put my piece in her mouth, quickly, with urgency, starting a blowjob that made me see not only stars but entire constellations. Her tongue passed quickly over the tip of my glans while her lips enveloped my penis, with rapid movements of in-and-out and her hand alternating between my testicles and masturbation movements. I tried to stop it a couple of times because with such treatment my defenses were at their minimum resistance. Since she didn't let me leave her mouth, I decided to enjoy the blowjob until the point of no return was behind me.
- ¡¡Arggg, I can't take it anymore... I'm going to come!!
She increased the speed while holding onto my free hand from the ass so I wouldn't pull back, and without further objection, my semen released inside that warm mouth that was milking me like a woman hadn't sucked me off in a long time. At the corner of her lips, I saw the mixture of semen and saliva escaping as I ran down towards her neck and dripped onto her breasts receiving the nectar of that formidable orgasm Belén was giving me. When my penis spasms ended, she looked up at me from below with a face full of vice and unlimited desire. She had also enjoyed the oral sex she had given me.
As a good gentleman that I am, I prepared to return the pleasure she had given me. The Help her get in while leaving the room light on some sensual shadows and freeing her from the thong, the only garment she was still wearing (by the way, I was the only thing left on me was my tie and I didn't want to think about how ridiculous it must have been) and lay her down on the bed while kissing her, noticing my own flavor something that never gave me pause. I buried my head between her legs starting cunnilingus because by then we weren't going to increase the pace more than what was already happening. I passed my tongue along the entire length of her vagina, from the perineum to above her clitoris, organ which I tried to give special treatment while my fingers did the double function of separating her lips and caressing both the outside and inside of her sex. Belén was really turned on. Her pussy was dripping with fluids like a possessed one, almost as if she were peeing. She was really out like a slut and wasn't lying when she commented about the 'delayed' desires. I calculate that it didn't last more than two or three minutes before I noticed her body start to stiffen as her face contorted in a rictus of pure pleasure, almost painful and exploded into an orgasm that left me amazed. I clearly noted how she was expelling fluids from the interior of her vagina. I had heard of 'female ejaculation' but never until that moment one of my lovers had given me one of them. I trembled (and I mean literally) with pleasure while my head made real efforts to stay in contact with her vulva, which kept moving away as her legs closed in the reflexive act of orgasm. The truth is that Belén's orgasm turned me on like a Bengal lance and I decided not to give up on that body that was eating me. I got between her legs and buried my piece of meat until my balls caressed her bald pussy Companion. The ride I dedicated to her was anything but tender. I'd push my cock all the way in and then pull it out until almost nothing was left, repeating the operation. When I got tired of holding the position, I'd fall on top of her without removing my cock from her pussy and take advantage of sucking her pink nipples that crowned her large, turbid, tempting breasts.
I stayed like that for a while longer since my previous orgasm allowed me to resist the temptation of coming again, as it takes me a while to recover when I do, something that gets worse with age. In this way, I was fucking Belén until her body tensed up in a new orgasm, less intense than the previous one but just as long-lasting and overwhelming. Each time I could, I'd grab her by the neck to get closer and kiss her while she exhaled her pleasure in deep, ronky sighs.
After that orgasm, she collapsed on the bed, completely at my mercy. I tried to keep going with the fucking, but she dodged me. It doesn't take much imagination to picture how sensitive she must have been down there. I got up so the air could cool off my sweaty body since we were both sweating profusely due to the heat that was already setting in. Carelessly, I headed to the kitchen to look for a cold drink to refresh us. When I was standing in front of the fridge, arranging a couple of refrescos, I fell upon a detail that would have passed others by.
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