It is a fact; as sexual experiences expand, it becomes necessary to refine the satisfaction of sensual pleasures. Each act leads to searching, in a luxurious pursuit, for emotions that surpass previous ones.
What is the limit before chaos? The truth be told, there are no two identical people; for some, morality and empathy come first, while for others, it's just one more step on the road to vice and degradation.
Fernando immersed himself in a propitious environment with like-minded souls, where satisfying his strong passions had no limits. Hedonistic men and lustful women mingled in a sensual community; every opportunity was good to surrender to the adoration of Eros.
For a long time, Fernando enjoyed the favors of Silvia and Sonia; he delighted in corrupting the previously lesbian Alejandra; or filling each available orifice of the fat Zully. Without hesitation, he participated in the club's orgies, seeking a new partner for each meeting to initiate her into that great fraternity.
Such abundance produced boredom; it was time to seek new experiences to add fuel to the fire of his lust. It was under these circumstances that his eyes fixed on Melissa, the appetizing morsel that was Sonia's daughter.
Melissa had barely turned 18 and was finishing high school; she was also his student, and quite intelligent, having inherited her mother's sympathy. However, unlike Sonia, her daughter showed supreme modesty, with no boyfriend and no stories of possible indiscretions. Was she still a virgin?
What began as a primitive thought took shape until becoming a promise that was neither pious nor perverse. How select would his new pleasure be? We will see after detailing the events that would lead to the fatal outcome.
Life often surprises us, and the protagonists of a story can end up being the most unexpected; it was after a stormy afternoon of sex, in which they didn't spare any gifts in the art of giving and receiving pleasure, that Sonia told Fernando that his daughter needed help preparing for her entrance exam at university. A twisted smile drew itself in the dim light when the solicitous mother asked for his help with the girl.
Of course, the altruistic lover committed to guiding the girl; nothing was more certain, he would guide her in every sense. Of course, the happy mother dissolved into gratitude and words of praise; when the words proved insufficient, she delivered her body to each whim of her lover. The unbridled passion of Fernando, who thought more about the daughter than the mother, unleashed itself upon the innocent woman, causing her to cry out in surprise and pleasure.
When Sonia left, she took a tranquil bath and, while making an inventory of the scratches and bites on her body, her mind flew between the most twisted ideas.
Notified of the possible consequences of his actions, which didn't bother him in the slightest, he made the necessary arrangements to concretize his plans. The hour was well chosen; no inconvenient disturbance would arise after 6:00 pm; and having prepared books and work materials, he anxiously awaited the arrival of the young woman.
With all punctuality, a smiling Melisa crossed the threshold; it had been several stimulating days of work, a young mind open to all knowledge, in which jokes and laughter were never absent. Little by little, during the breaks when they took something, their conversations became deeper and more intimate; Fernando was exploring that mind, discovering dreams and frustrations, and even the most intimate secrets.
And it was in these conversations, precisely, that Fernando managed to access the last secret; perhaps the most useful for his repugnant purposes. Melisa was not a virgin; her reserved behavior She obeyed the traumatic nature of her first experience. Her first time was with a friend so inexperienced and brutal as to penetrate and ride her like a savage; that had left her totally exhausted and injured to the point of needing stitches. That's why she hadn't tried to repeat the experience.
During each day, they forged a bond growing stronger and stronger; it didn't take more than a week for professor and student to surrender to tender hugs when meeting and parting. Many signs were evident for the satyr; her young disciple migrated, again and again, between fear and desire.
Finally, understanding that the situation couldn't be prolonged any further, he simply kissed her. And soon the couple found themselves reclining on the sofa, exchanging warm kisses; almost instinctively, the corruptor knew that first time shouldn't be excessive, the best meat is cooked in its own juice. So he limited himself to kisses and daring caresses that ignited the excitement of the little one; and without more, he left her knowing she burned with desire inside.
Such excitement couldn't be wasted, so under the cover of darkness, he headed towards Silvia's house; the mature woman would receive the ardor provoked by her own niece. Those crazy ideas were circling in his head when he knocked on the door; the dazzling smile and joyful shrieks were a princely welcome, which was enough for him to rush at her like a hungry man. Without any reserve, he exhibited his barbarously dilated weapon, provoking frenzied desires.
She dragged him towards her enormous bed, with agitated breathing and flushed face; the woman already anticipated the delights of feeling ensnared and stretched by the enormous genital organ. Not without difficulty did they shed their clothing and recline on the bed; Silvia squeezed the huge dart and, releasing a hoarse groan, lowered her head to capture the stiff trunk with its compliant mouth. Silvia devoured the lascivious meal concientiously; her hand massaged the entire stalk, while her mouth did not spare tongue licks and suckings. She manipulated the member with such mastery that, in mere minutes, the man gave a deep groan and a yummy cum flow burst forth filling the oral cavity and running down the throat. Silvia clung tightly, swallowing voraciously, yet she could not help but let out a jet as the man pushed her with thrusts of in-and-out motion. Agitated by the received pleasure, he forced the woman to lie on her back; without a word, he buried his face in the wet cleft and bestowed upon her an exquisite tickle that the woman could not repress her respiratory stertor nor the copious perspiration characteristic of her. In this erotic posture, he kept her until she rendered her warm tribute for the third time; Fernando swallowed the juices that flowed like a spring. Fernando rose, his penis barely softened, still erect; he took Silvia's legs, lifting them well above her breasts. Open as a flower, her vagina lay impudently exposed and at the mercy of the member. The bold invader barely rested the tip; with a precise and unique push, he plunged the rigid member all the way to the very matrix. Silvia opened her eyes immeasurably wide and burst into an agonizing scream, which was contradicted by the violent flow of juices that scorched the entire member. Without giving her time for reflection, he acted the piston in the slippery sheath; in this position, the woman was defenseless against the sexual storm that battered her; unable to resist in any way, she only whimpered, gasped for air, perspired profusely, and shook her head from side to side when an orgasm struck her. To say Fernando ejaculated is a poor description; literally, he exploded expelling thick bubbles against the grateful matrix. And Finally the lovers fell semi-conscious between the damp sheets. Other so many times the rigid ram pierced Silvia's sensitive parts, leaving her confused and exhausted by such overwhelming passion; with each new advance, the woman responded with languid fatigue, until she reached a point where only her vagina and anus seemed to be alive and active.
The night gave way to dawn when Fernando released Silvia from his luxurious embrace; reflecting on the events, he had to admit that everything was already set to celebrate the pagan rite, at the altar of his vice, with the sacrifice of sweet Melissa.
What is the limit before chaos? The truth be told, there are no two identical people; for some, morality and empathy come first, while for others, it's just one more step on the road to vice and degradation.
Fernando immersed himself in a propitious environment with like-minded souls, where satisfying his strong passions had no limits. Hedonistic men and lustful women mingled in a sensual community; every opportunity was good to surrender to the adoration of Eros.
For a long time, Fernando enjoyed the favors of Silvia and Sonia; he delighted in corrupting the previously lesbian Alejandra; or filling each available orifice of the fat Zully. Without hesitation, he participated in the club's orgies, seeking a new partner for each meeting to initiate her into that great fraternity.
Such abundance produced boredom; it was time to seek new experiences to add fuel to the fire of his lust. It was under these circumstances that his eyes fixed on Melissa, the appetizing morsel that was Sonia's daughter.
Melissa had barely turned 18 and was finishing high school; she was also his student, and quite intelligent, having inherited her mother's sympathy. However, unlike Sonia, her daughter showed supreme modesty, with no boyfriend and no stories of possible indiscretions. Was she still a virgin?
What began as a primitive thought took shape until becoming a promise that was neither pious nor perverse. How select would his new pleasure be? We will see after detailing the events that would lead to the fatal outcome.
Life often surprises us, and the protagonists of a story can end up being the most unexpected; it was after a stormy afternoon of sex, in which they didn't spare any gifts in the art of giving and receiving pleasure, that Sonia told Fernando that his daughter needed help preparing for her entrance exam at university. A twisted smile drew itself in the dim light when the solicitous mother asked for his help with the girl.
Of course, the altruistic lover committed to guiding the girl; nothing was more certain, he would guide her in every sense. Of course, the happy mother dissolved into gratitude and words of praise; when the words proved insufficient, she delivered her body to each whim of her lover. The unbridled passion of Fernando, who thought more about the daughter than the mother, unleashed itself upon the innocent woman, causing her to cry out in surprise and pleasure.
When Sonia left, she took a tranquil bath and, while making an inventory of the scratches and bites on her body, her mind flew between the most twisted ideas.
Notified of the possible consequences of his actions, which didn't bother him in the slightest, he made the necessary arrangements to concretize his plans. The hour was well chosen; no inconvenient disturbance would arise after 6:00 pm; and having prepared books and work materials, he anxiously awaited the arrival of the young woman.
With all punctuality, a smiling Melisa crossed the threshold; it had been several stimulating days of work, a young mind open to all knowledge, in which jokes and laughter were never absent. Little by little, during the breaks when they took something, their conversations became deeper and more intimate; Fernando was exploring that mind, discovering dreams and frustrations, and even the most intimate secrets.
And it was in these conversations, precisely, that Fernando managed to access the last secret; perhaps the most useful for his repugnant purposes. Melisa was not a virgin; her reserved behavior She obeyed the traumatic nature of her first experience. Her first time was with a friend so inexperienced and brutal as to penetrate and ride her like a savage; that had left her totally exhausted and injured to the point of needing stitches. That's why she hadn't tried to repeat the experience.
During each day, they forged a bond growing stronger and stronger; it didn't take more than a week for professor and student to surrender to tender hugs when meeting and parting. Many signs were evident for the satyr; her young disciple migrated, again and again, between fear and desire.
Finally, understanding that the situation couldn't be prolonged any further, he simply kissed her. And soon the couple found themselves reclining on the sofa, exchanging warm kisses; almost instinctively, the corruptor knew that first time shouldn't be excessive, the best meat is cooked in its own juice. So he limited himself to kisses and daring caresses that ignited the excitement of the little one; and without more, he left her knowing she burned with desire inside.
Such excitement couldn't be wasted, so under the cover of darkness, he headed towards Silvia's house; the mature woman would receive the ardor provoked by her own niece. Those crazy ideas were circling in his head when he knocked on the door; the dazzling smile and joyful shrieks were a princely welcome, which was enough for him to rush at her like a hungry man. Without any reserve, he exhibited his barbarously dilated weapon, provoking frenzied desires.
She dragged him towards her enormous bed, with agitated breathing and flushed face; the woman already anticipated the delights of feeling ensnared and stretched by the enormous genital organ. Not without difficulty did they shed their clothing and recline on the bed; Silvia squeezed the huge dart and, releasing a hoarse groan, lowered her head to capture the stiff trunk with its compliant mouth. Silvia devoured the lascivious meal concientiously; her hand massaged the entire stalk, while her mouth did not spare tongue licks and suckings. She manipulated the member with such mastery that, in mere minutes, the man gave a deep groan and a yummy cum flow burst forth filling the oral cavity and running down the throat. Silvia clung tightly, swallowing voraciously, yet she could not help but let out a jet as the man pushed her with thrusts of in-and-out motion. Agitated by the received pleasure, he forced the woman to lie on her back; without a word, he buried his face in the wet cleft and bestowed upon her an exquisite tickle that the woman could not repress her respiratory stertor nor the copious perspiration characteristic of her. In this erotic posture, he kept her until she rendered her warm tribute for the third time; Fernando swallowed the juices that flowed like a spring. Fernando rose, his penis barely softened, still erect; he took Silvia's legs, lifting them well above her breasts. Open as a flower, her vagina lay impudently exposed and at the mercy of the member. The bold invader barely rested the tip; with a precise and unique push, he plunged the rigid member all the way to the very matrix. Silvia opened her eyes immeasurably wide and burst into an agonizing scream, which was contradicted by the violent flow of juices that scorched the entire member. Without giving her time for reflection, he acted the piston in the slippery sheath; in this position, the woman was defenseless against the sexual storm that battered her; unable to resist in any way, she only whimpered, gasped for air, perspired profusely, and shook her head from side to side when an orgasm struck her. To say Fernando ejaculated is a poor description; literally, he exploded expelling thick bubbles against the grateful matrix. And Finally the lovers fell semi-conscious between the damp sheets. Other so many times the rigid ram pierced Silvia's sensitive parts, leaving her confused and exhausted by such overwhelming passion; with each new advance, the woman responded with languid fatigue, until she reached a point where only her vagina and anus seemed to be alive and active.
The night gave way to dawn when Fernando released Silvia from his luxurious embrace; reflecting on the events, he had to admit that everything was already set to celebrate the pagan rite, at the altar of his vice, with the sacrifice of sweet Melissa.
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