I'll tell my life part 13 - with picture

Hey Beautifuls, since they kept sending me messages saying they liked what I was telling them, that I always say the same thing, it's real stuff, it's what I lived and I like to tell it, I don't know, it's like I'm living it all over again.

Today I'll be telling you about what happened when I got back from my cousin's (the one from the interior) during those two days I was fighting with my boyfriend,

Something weird

That afternoon I was upset and went to take a frappuccino at Starbucks, which is on Scalabrini Ortiz and Cabello street, to smoke a cigarette I sat outside. I was dressed normally, in jeans and a blouse, nothing that would make someone think I'm going out, apart from there being a lot of people.

The thing is that after a while, a guy sits down at my table, tall, around 20-22 years old, good-looking, nothing, I mean he could be like any of my boyfriend's friends.

He starts flirting with me and since I was upset, I let him, he told me he studied at UADE, that he played Rugby and we talked for about an hour, the guy had a good vibe, funny, until I told him I had to go, he said if it didn't bother him could he have my phone number and maybe call me someday, and since I was upset with my boyfriend, I gave it to him.

That night he called me and we agreed to meet up the next day at a corner near where we were.

Even though you might not believe me, it was the first time someone like that had picked me up on the street out of nowhere, never had it happened before haha (if they're reading from my first account they'll understand). It was going out with someone I almost didn't know without knowing what could happen, how would I behave? Would I advance and then leave him? Would I get scared and nothing would happen? I don't know, I was asking myself a million questions.

I put on some underwear, and for the girls who are reading me they'll understand, it wasn't those tight ones (I don't like when my butt is too visible), but rather loose ones that sit down nicely without showing off too much, and besides if something happens, it's easier for the man to get his hands in there jeje.

The thing is that I arrived where we agreed and don't see him, but someone honks a car horn (I don't understand much about cars, but it was an imported and very good car, it gave me confidence because I thought it was a nice guy and wouldn't do anything weird.

I get into the car, we stay talking, I don't know, nonsense, he tells me I have very pretty legs, that yesterday I should have been dressed like this, and SIC, he gives me a kiss. There I thought about what I would do: either act like a slut or make him leave, but the adrenaline I had and my curiosity to see how it would be if I acted like a slut won.

I let him kiss me, ah I was sitting with my legs crossed and he kept kissing me, he did it with a lot of tenderness (girls will understand), but then he started touching my legs for me to open them, but I kept crossing them as if they were locked with a lock.

After insisting for a while, I uncrossed them and, as always, I came!!, he started touching my inner thighs and the kisses became more passionate, and I get up to his side, thing of leaving my tiny ass at his disposal and he starts touching me, I was already quite hot and his little one had already repaired itself, I couldn't resist and on the jean I caressed it, and he was already touching my pussy.

Obviously he tells me to go to a quieter place and takes me to a hotel, honestly I wasn't sorry for what I was doing, I wanted to act like a slut and I was doing it.

The thing is that we enter the room and he starts giving me kisses, but they weren't those with tenderness anymore, my mouth was splitting apart, it seemed like an animal, and he starts touching me all over, I already didn't feel it as caresses, it was like he was rubbing himself against me all over, he takes off my blouse, the corset and gets into a ball. At that moment I felt like a fool, I didn't know what to do. I thought I would slowly take off my clothes until I undressed myself and left myself feeling hot, but no, it wasn't like that

I had no other choice than to take off my underwear and his pants and he throws himself onto the bed and says... he says 'suck my cock', an animal!!!, I tell him he's drunk and who the hell thinks I am, and I'm like I'm going to grab my clothes and he says don't let's talk about politics, stop messing around, I was a slut who liked to fuck, that at ten minutes in the car we were already getting down, and all that, he tells me stop messing around and starts sucking. The truth is she had me repaired, but I wasn't hot anymore, but I started sucking her anyway, and he kept saying everything, well you suck it, you're a slut, he started touching my booty, tits, everything, obviously in the end I got turned on, a little by force, but tried to enjoy that beautiful cock I had in my mouth. After being like that, he puts me in the position of a dog and fucks me, what a cock I had!!!!, made me scream with pleasure. We stayed for a bit after that, then he says it was too pretty to be so slutty. The truth is I didn't feel good that day, I didn't like how it went, thought it would be different, left feeling scared of the same thing happening again, because if I didn't do what he asked, I was afraid he'd want to make me by force. Well, this is another one of the things that happened to me, and I'm leaving a photito (I don't know if I already did) in the position of a dog that he asked me to put myself inKisses