I was always faithful to my family since I got married and had children at 21 years old, but there was a break and it wasn't until I was 33 when I started working at a private institute. There, I met a professor who showed me and made me feel desired by another man not my husband. The way he looked at me, greeted or spoke to me seemed like he wanted to eat me up, I always put the brakes on talking about my family but he seemed to ignore it.
I would catch his eye on my breasts, greet me loudly on my butt, take me by the waist... one day I gave in and started leaving my butt out for him, giving in to his half-hug or highlighting my breasts. When I knew I was going to see him, I'd get all dolled up, tight shirts, push-up bras (although I'm already big-breasted), long but fitted skirts. I'd paint my lips red, define my brown eyes with black eyeliner and let my chestnut hair fall on my breast.
It was just hysterical, I really enjoyed feeling desired by him and then going back to routine, but one day things got weird. We shared a table for an exam and every time he reached for a paper, it felt like he could put that huge mouth of his in my breasts, I wouldn't hold back and would push my chest out and laugh at all the nonsense he'd say to me...I doubled down and started rubbing his hand, every time we exchanged something. I crossed the line when I decided to ask for his opinion on an exam without letting go, making him come closer until I could feel his breathing in my mouth...he passed his hand behind my chair, feeling like his fingers were digging into me...it was a weird sensation, realizing I was getting wet...the last student left...
-Please close the door and don't come in until I call you...we started correcting, simulating asking for his opinion again but this time he put his hand on my thigh and started moving it up...I let him go until he touched my pussy above the underwear... -this wet professor...how should I interpret it....do you like being touched like that??? do you like danger...I think yes.... she was leaving me to be flooded by her words...with her thick finger pressing my pussy, making it vibrate, my body betrayed me, I couldn't stop getting wet...my nipples became noticeable...she touched them casually.....and kissed my ass...I felt like her finger and my underwear were entering the use the word: pussy...I liked it a lot, I grabbed her hand closing my legs and started moving... -oh, profe.... -we'll keep going after this... -i can't... the exam ended and i left quickly, she followed me until the bus stop...i wasn't running from her, i was running from my sensations....i could still feel my pussy wet, my underwear stiff...i couldn't wait to get on the bus and touch myself discreetly... -the buses aren't coming...she took me, i'm with the car... accept knowing what's coming... -my house is on the other side.... -we're not going to your house... -let it be a distant hotel.... already in a small, humid, and dark room, we gave ourselves over completely.....we started kissing standing up, her hands were desperately getting under my shirt and squeezing my breasts, as i could i pulled her hands away and made him sit down...i unbuttoned slowly my shirt and readjusted the push-up again....i took off my skirt....slowly lowered my underwear without stopping looking at him...he was masturbating....i started touching my pussy while biting my lip....i put myself on all fours, offering my booty to him while he kept touching me....i backed up and sat down on him...slowly i felt like he was penetrating me with his cock...i felt her mouth eating every inch of my back.... i started moving slowly, it seemed like his cock would come out from inside through my belly....but he wasn't for those rough moves, he wanted to cum, so he took me tightly around the waist and started pumping...my legs were open and closed...he was penetrating me like a lifeless doll...he made get out...I remained standing trembling....he threw me onto the bed....he put his hard cock on my clitoris and started to jerk it with so much energy....in my slut life I had screamed...I always gasped or repressed myself...but that room smelled like freedom...so I was screaming loudly...along with the headboard of the bed that was hitting....
Lifted my gaze to the mirror in the room, his broad back was a perfect machine, his shoulders bursting with each impulse and his biceps licked by my tongue...it didn't matter how many hairs covered his body, I ate them with pleasure...I sucked his sweat...looked at the mirror again, I was unrecognizable...unruly hair...my red cheeks, my dilated eyes and my runny nose didn't stop taking in air....my red lips open were the only thing that said oh no, oh no, oh no....it had been only a few minutes but it seemed eternal, his head buried in my clitoris, not letting me think, it was as if the cock had it pierced through my brain...I clawed at his chest with my nails...it seemed to please him because he used one hand to move his member down and painted me with cum and penetrated me from above.
Despite this, he stopped and looked at me....he lifted my waist and put my booty on his shins....knees on the shoulder and came closer...I was only connected to the bed by my shoulders...I thought they were going all the way in...he gently thrust for a few seconds and sat down on his heels....I couldn't believe it, he still had his cock inside me...he had made me so tired from jerking off that use the word: pussy...
He pulled out and sat down, his cock reached erect up to my navel...I understood the request and accepted the challenge...type little bottle passed my legs horizontally over his crossed legs....I took his penis and put it in myself....
-I'm sweet baby...but your voracity killed me...nevertheless, now it's my turn....
With all my strength I moved towards him and slowly penetrated him...he let me work...to make an effort I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him... face between my tits (I had never done a push-up) he was rubbing himself...my pussy started to vibrate...I knew what was coming...his cock remained hard but I relaxed...I had an orgasm, his cum was all stuck together with my juices.... I fell exhausted....but it wasn't over yet... -I'm yours.... He put me on my back and spread my legs, searched for my pussy with his hand and to orient himself he poked a finger that changed places with his member...moving his hips over me, he put it in slowly....I started screaming like a crazy person again...he liked that.....he increased his speed...gathered all my hair in a booty and penetrated me without letting go...I liked the pain but decided not to be so tight...with my hands I lifted myself up leaving my belly supported and my tits exposed...which served as the final touch.. one hand on a tit, another on the bed and a kiss on my cheekbones served to release all his cum...our screams turned into laughter.....we had released a great pressure.... Thank you for reading my other stories, thank you for leaving comments, thank you for reading this....really good vibes...I love being able to transmit the fantasies that go through my head...it's a discharge....strong and lustful hug!
I would catch his eye on my breasts, greet me loudly on my butt, take me by the waist... one day I gave in and started leaving my butt out for him, giving in to his half-hug or highlighting my breasts. When I knew I was going to see him, I'd get all dolled up, tight shirts, push-up bras (although I'm already big-breasted), long but fitted skirts. I'd paint my lips red, define my brown eyes with black eyeliner and let my chestnut hair fall on my breast.
It was just hysterical, I really enjoyed feeling desired by him and then going back to routine, but one day things got weird. We shared a table for an exam and every time he reached for a paper, it felt like he could put that huge mouth of his in my breasts, I wouldn't hold back and would push my chest out and laugh at all the nonsense he'd say to me...I doubled down and started rubbing his hand, every time we exchanged something. I crossed the line when I decided to ask for his opinion on an exam without letting go, making him come closer until I could feel his breathing in my mouth...he passed his hand behind my chair, feeling like his fingers were digging into me...it was a weird sensation, realizing I was getting wet...the last student left...
-Please close the door and don't come in until I call you...we started correcting, simulating asking for his opinion again but this time he put his hand on my thigh and started moving it up...I let him go until he touched my pussy above the underwear... -this wet professor...how should I interpret it....do you like being touched like that??? do you like danger...I think yes.... she was leaving me to be flooded by her words...with her thick finger pressing my pussy, making it vibrate, my body betrayed me, I couldn't stop getting wet...my nipples became noticeable...she touched them casually.....and kissed my ass...I felt like her finger and my underwear were entering the use the word: pussy...I liked it a lot, I grabbed her hand closing my legs and started moving... -oh, profe.... -we'll keep going after this... -i can't... the exam ended and i left quickly, she followed me until the bus stop...i wasn't running from her, i was running from my sensations....i could still feel my pussy wet, my underwear stiff...i couldn't wait to get on the bus and touch myself discreetly... -the buses aren't coming...she took me, i'm with the car... accept knowing what's coming... -my house is on the other side.... -we're not going to your house... -let it be a distant hotel.... already in a small, humid, and dark room, we gave ourselves over completely.....we started kissing standing up, her hands were desperately getting under my shirt and squeezing my breasts, as i could i pulled her hands away and made him sit down...i unbuttoned slowly my shirt and readjusted the push-up again....i took off my skirt....slowly lowered my underwear without stopping looking at him...he was masturbating....i started touching my pussy while biting my lip....i put myself on all fours, offering my booty to him while he kept touching me....i backed up and sat down on him...slowly i felt like he was penetrating me with his cock...i felt her mouth eating every inch of my back.... i started moving slowly, it seemed like his cock would come out from inside through my belly....but he wasn't for those rough moves, he wanted to cum, so he took me tightly around the waist and started pumping...my legs were open and closed...he was penetrating me like a lifeless doll...he made get out...I remained standing trembling....he threw me onto the bed....he put his hard cock on my clitoris and started to jerk it with so much energy....in my slut life I had screamed...I always gasped or repressed myself...but that room smelled like freedom...so I was screaming loudly...along with the headboard of the bed that was hitting....
Lifted my gaze to the mirror in the room, his broad back was a perfect machine, his shoulders bursting with each impulse and his biceps licked by my tongue...it didn't matter how many hairs covered his body, I ate them with pleasure...I sucked his sweat...looked at the mirror again, I was unrecognizable...unruly hair...my red cheeks, my dilated eyes and my runny nose didn't stop taking in air....my red lips open were the only thing that said oh no, oh no, oh no....it had been only a few minutes but it seemed eternal, his head buried in my clitoris, not letting me think, it was as if the cock had it pierced through my brain...I clawed at his chest with my nails...it seemed to please him because he used one hand to move his member down and painted me with cum and penetrated me from above.
Despite this, he stopped and looked at me....he lifted my waist and put my booty on his shins....knees on the shoulder and came closer...I was only connected to the bed by my shoulders...I thought they were going all the way in...he gently thrust for a few seconds and sat down on his heels....I couldn't believe it, he still had his cock inside me...he had made me so tired from jerking off that use the word: pussy...
He pulled out and sat down, his cock reached erect up to my navel...I understood the request and accepted the challenge...type little bottle passed my legs horizontally over his crossed legs....I took his penis and put it in myself....
-I'm sweet baby...but your voracity killed me...nevertheless, now it's my turn....
With all my strength I moved towards him and slowly penetrated him...he let me work...to make an effort I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him... face between my tits (I had never done a push-up) he was rubbing himself...my pussy started to vibrate...I knew what was coming...his cock remained hard but I relaxed...I had an orgasm, his cum was all stuck together with my juices.... I fell exhausted....but it wasn't over yet... -I'm yours.... He put me on my back and spread my legs, searched for my pussy with his hand and to orient himself he poked a finger that changed places with his member...moving his hips over me, he put it in slowly....I started screaming like a crazy person again...he liked that.....he increased his speed...gathered all my hair in a booty and penetrated me without letting go...I liked the pain but decided not to be so tight...with my hands I lifted myself up leaving my belly supported and my tits exposed...which served as the final touch.. one hand on a tit, another on the bed and a kiss on my cheekbones served to release all his cum...our screams turned into laughter.....we had released a great pressure.... Thank you for reading my other stories, thank you for leaving comments, thank you for reading this....really good vibes...I love being able to transmit the fantasies that go through my head...it's a discharge....strong and lustful hug!
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