It was Wednesday, day of after work with my office colleagueRominaThat day I was with my hair half-blowing. I didn't have much humor to go out, but she insisted so much that I agreed. I don't know what was going on, I missed Rosario, I felt lonely, added to some problem at work it was a cocktail I couldn't handle.
We went to the usual bar, Romi found an old friend and when they decided to leave, I stayed alone at the bar to finish my drink. A skinny guy sat down next to me. He ordered at the bar and asked about happy hour, which had ended five minutes earlier. The bartender told him it was over, but since I still had one left, I offered it to him; so he could finish before leaving.
He thanked me and started talking to me, asking some questions, and I answered with a yes or no, dry as a bone. Until in the conversation, it emerged that he wasn't from Buenos Aires, but from Rosario. That made me relax a bit more. On top of it, his name was Daniel, like my brother, although he was a bit shorter than him, 28 years old.
I started following the conversation a bit more. He was working in Buenos Aires for two weeks, it was the first time he had stayed that long. While we talked, his phone rang. His face changed. He answered and seemed to be arguing with someone until he hung up. My ex-girlfriend, he said.
I asked him and he told me. In short, she had left him after five years, but still called him and just made a scene of jealousy because he was at a bar. Well, one of those crazy ones that abound. I told him not to give her any more attention and not to answer anymore.
He said he answered because she was sad and upset. In fact, she called again a couple of times. I tried to make him see reason that she had left him, if he was sad it was her problem. But there was no use. The conversation started getting deeper, and we had already ordered another round. And more confessions followed. He told me his ex had been the first and only woman in his life. answer his questions. When he asked about my boyfriends, I told him I didn't have any (truth). He was a bit surprised and asked about My first timeIn that moment I was 23 years old, the same age he was when he debuted. I didn't know what to say!! (mine was so much smaller). So I told him a slightly exaggerated truth: I said it was withmy brother's best friend(Almost true) at 19 years old (good... not so true).
He told me he was nervous, that now he had to start again with this whole going out to face it thing and didn't know how. Plus, he'd only been with one woman in his life and felt insecure. His phone rang again. He looked at it eagerly to answer. I grabbed it and put it away in my pocket. He asked me to give it back, but I didn't let him. Forget about her for today, I said.
We were both pretty drunk by then. We stopped and he started coming towards me to get the phone, although he was too scared to search for it (it was in his back pocket). We were almost stuck together, with his hands around my waist but not really touching me. We looked at each other's eyes and I knew from what he'd told me that he wasn't going to take the first step. So I grabbed him by the neck and kissed him.
At first, he hesitated, but then he forgot about the phone and hugged me. We stayed kissing for a bit in the bar until I said I wanted to leave. Don't go, stay a little longer, he said. That tenderness and innocence turned me on. Obviously, he'd told me that so he could come with me.
I asked him to follow me to my apartment, which was just a few blocks away. When we got to the door, I gave him a sly look and invited him in. I noticed fear on his face about what might happen upstairs. I grabbed his hand and took him up.
When we entered, we kissed again, this time more wildly and passionately. I dragged him to my room, taking off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans. I threw him onto the bed. I knew I'd have to do the work. I went up to him and kissed him. I was moving down his chest and stomach. He had been working out, so he was all marked and hard, just like I like it. Not a big muscle ball, but something more toned.
I settled between his legs. With my hands, I ran over his abs, tracing them with the tips of my fingers. Until finally, with one pull, I lowered my hands down... Jean with boxer shorts all together, leaving him naked. His cock was totally hard. I started kissing his thighs, moving up to his cock.
I grabbed him with my hands and while I was sucking it, I put my face next to the trunk. I looked at him with desire and asked if he wanted me to suck it. He responded between sighs and moans that yes. But do you know that you'll have to do it back to me, not?, I asked. You're going to have to suck mine.
Te la chupo gratis si querés, he replied when I finished saying that. When he finished saying that, I buried half of his cock in my mouth and started sucking it eagerly. I was sucking him while my mouth went up and down. I released the cock and kept sucking it without hands, to touch his body. From him were only exclamations of pleasure and requests for me to keep going.
I could feel like his cock was getting harder and beating with the heat that was dragging. I can't take it anymore, he said, moving my head away. I don't want to cum now. He laid me down on the bed and undressed me clumsily. He went kissing me, rubbing his lips against my skin, until he reached my legs. There he stopped and slowly put his head between them.
His tongue rubbed my clitoris, making me shudder. He did it a couple of times more, until he opened his mouth wide and ate the whole thing. When he closed it, with his tongue I rubbed from my Booty up. He followed with a masterful sucking, moving his tongue with force.
My legs were trembling. I grabbed the sheets tightly while feeling like I was about to cum. A cry of pleasure filled the room. My clitoris became very sensitive and I had to pull it out between my legs.
He got up and kissed me. His lips still had the taste of my juices. I lit up in an inexplicable way and asked him to take me. He looked at me like he'd never heard it before. He penetrated me carefully. He hugged and kissed me while taking me, pulling his cock out and burying it back in me. His rhythm was careful, slow, controlled.
It wasn't bad, but I wanted something else. More fuerte..., I said. He accelerated a bit, but it was still soft. I couldn't take it. I pulled him out, turned him around, and got on top of him myself. I grabbed his cock and started riding it violently. I'd jump up and down on his cock, get buried in it, and rub my body against his.
Daniel kept telling me to slow down because he was going to cum. I ignored him and kept riding his cock hard. He tried to grab my hips to stop me, but I pinned his hands above his head without stopping.
I felt his body tense up, his eyes and mouth open, but no sound came out. He was cumming. But I kept going. When he recovered, he told me it was over. His cock was still hard, so I didn't think about getting off. I kept riding him until he cummed again.
I got up and lay down beside him. You really screwed me, Juli... no one has ever screwed me like that in my life!, he said with a smile from ear to ear on his face. Seriously? Your ex was so boring, I said. It had only been 5 minutes literally. Then he told me that his ex didn't like doing weird things and sex was routine for her. Well... we're going to change that today I said, kissing him passionately.
His cock stood up again. Apparently it had been a while since he'd gotten laid and he was super hot. It was my lucky day. Teach me... he asked in a trembling voice. I smiled at the idea. He got even hotter. I grabbed his cock and asked if his ex sucked him off all the time, and he said no. That she had to beg for it. Now you're going to beg me to stop I said before swallowing his cock and starting to suck it.
I gave him a luxury blow job. I spat on his cock, licked his balls, shaft, head, and sucked it like a vacuum cleaner, putting it in my mouth. His cock was covered in my saliva and my hand slid down his shaft.
Stop... stop, I'm done, he said. I released his cock and climbed up to his mouth. I kissed him passionately. Now you're going to get screwed like a little man, okay? I said. I said while grabbing his face. I gave him a kiss, turned around and got into 4th base. Make me shit I ordered. He adjusted himself and thrust his cock at me. I grabbed his waist and he started to take me harder than before. But not as hard as I wanted.
I stopped him. I knelt in front of him and said look... you're not going to hurt me, okay? Take me strong. Like I want. I kissed him and got back into 4th base. Now if, he hit me with a thrust like he wanted to kill me. Asiiii asiiii! he was shouting. He was hitting me so hard that the bed slid off its original position and we had to stop to adjust the mattress that was almost on the floor.
I pulled him onto the bed and got back up again. My pussy was a sea of flows. Another orgasm made my whole body shudder with just 2 thrusts of his cock when I sat on top. I grabbed his hands and brought them to my breasts. I kept taking him, but slower. My legs weren't responding like before.
I asked if he was about to cum. I was totally satisfied. I got off his cock and went back to sucking it. When I felt he was about to cum, I lay down on the bed and let him finish in my breasts. Exhausted, he lay down beside me. He kept repeating I can't believe... I can't believe like that, while I cleaned up his cum from my body.
- Did you enjoy the class? I asked.
- I loved it, prof... I hope it happens again because some things didn't clarify for me...
- With pleasure. How long will you stay?
- Friday... but I think I can come back on Saturday, right?
- No problem... and there's no need to pay for a hotel. Stay here-
Of course he accepted the proposal. He grabbed his cell phone. 23!!! missed calls from the ex... This crazy one again... he said. He got out of bed and called her. Hello... yes... DON'T BREAK MY BALLS AGAIN!Index
We went to the usual bar, Romi found an old friend and when they decided to leave, I stayed alone at the bar to finish my drink. A skinny guy sat down next to me. He ordered at the bar and asked about happy hour, which had ended five minutes earlier. The bartender told him it was over, but since I still had one left, I offered it to him; so he could finish before leaving.
He thanked me and started talking to me, asking some questions, and I answered with a yes or no, dry as a bone. Until in the conversation, it emerged that he wasn't from Buenos Aires, but from Rosario. That made me relax a bit more. On top of it, his name was Daniel, like my brother, although he was a bit shorter than him, 28 years old.
I started following the conversation a bit more. He was working in Buenos Aires for two weeks, it was the first time he had stayed that long. While we talked, his phone rang. His face changed. He answered and seemed to be arguing with someone until he hung up. My ex-girlfriend, he said.
I asked him and he told me. In short, she had left him after five years, but still called him and just made a scene of jealousy because he was at a bar. Well, one of those crazy ones that abound. I told him not to give her any more attention and not to answer anymore.
He said he answered because she was sad and upset. In fact, she called again a couple of times. I tried to make him see reason that she had left him, if he was sad it was her problem. But there was no use. The conversation started getting deeper, and we had already ordered another round. And more confessions followed. He told me his ex had been the first and only woman in his life. answer his questions. When he asked about my boyfriends, I told him I didn't have any (truth). He was a bit surprised and asked about My first timeIn that moment I was 23 years old, the same age he was when he debuted. I didn't know what to say!! (mine was so much smaller). So I told him a slightly exaggerated truth: I said it was withmy brother's best friend(Almost true) at 19 years old (good... not so true).
He told me he was nervous, that now he had to start again with this whole going out to face it thing and didn't know how. Plus, he'd only been with one woman in his life and felt insecure. His phone rang again. He looked at it eagerly to answer. I grabbed it and put it away in my pocket. He asked me to give it back, but I didn't let him. Forget about her for today, I said.
We were both pretty drunk by then. We stopped and he started coming towards me to get the phone, although he was too scared to search for it (it was in his back pocket). We were almost stuck together, with his hands around my waist but not really touching me. We looked at each other's eyes and I knew from what he'd told me that he wasn't going to take the first step. So I grabbed him by the neck and kissed him.
At first, he hesitated, but then he forgot about the phone and hugged me. We stayed kissing for a bit in the bar until I said I wanted to leave. Don't go, stay a little longer, he said. That tenderness and innocence turned me on. Obviously, he'd told me that so he could come with me.
I asked him to follow me to my apartment, which was just a few blocks away. When we got to the door, I gave him a sly look and invited him in. I noticed fear on his face about what might happen upstairs. I grabbed his hand and took him up.
When we entered, we kissed again, this time more wildly and passionately. I dragged him to my room, taking off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans. I threw him onto the bed. I knew I'd have to do the work. I went up to him and kissed him. I was moving down his chest and stomach. He had been working out, so he was all marked and hard, just like I like it. Not a big muscle ball, but something more toned.
I settled between his legs. With my hands, I ran over his abs, tracing them with the tips of my fingers. Until finally, with one pull, I lowered my hands down... Jean with boxer shorts all together, leaving him naked. His cock was totally hard. I started kissing his thighs, moving up to his cock.
I grabbed him with my hands and while I was sucking it, I put my face next to the trunk. I looked at him with desire and asked if he wanted me to suck it. He responded between sighs and moans that yes. But do you know that you'll have to do it back to me, not?, I asked. You're going to have to suck mine.
Te la chupo gratis si querés, he replied when I finished saying that. When he finished saying that, I buried half of his cock in my mouth and started sucking it eagerly. I was sucking him while my mouth went up and down. I released the cock and kept sucking it without hands, to touch his body. From him were only exclamations of pleasure and requests for me to keep going.
I could feel like his cock was getting harder and beating with the heat that was dragging. I can't take it anymore, he said, moving my head away. I don't want to cum now. He laid me down on the bed and undressed me clumsily. He went kissing me, rubbing his lips against my skin, until he reached my legs. There he stopped and slowly put his head between them.
His tongue rubbed my clitoris, making me shudder. He did it a couple of times more, until he opened his mouth wide and ate the whole thing. When he closed it, with his tongue I rubbed from my Booty up. He followed with a masterful sucking, moving his tongue with force.
My legs were trembling. I grabbed the sheets tightly while feeling like I was about to cum. A cry of pleasure filled the room. My clitoris became very sensitive and I had to pull it out between my legs.
He got up and kissed me. His lips still had the taste of my juices. I lit up in an inexplicable way and asked him to take me. He looked at me like he'd never heard it before. He penetrated me carefully. He hugged and kissed me while taking me, pulling his cock out and burying it back in me. His rhythm was careful, slow, controlled.
It wasn't bad, but I wanted something else. More fuerte..., I said. He accelerated a bit, but it was still soft. I couldn't take it. I pulled him out, turned him around, and got on top of him myself. I grabbed his cock and started riding it violently. I'd jump up and down on his cock, get buried in it, and rub my body against his.
Daniel kept telling me to slow down because he was going to cum. I ignored him and kept riding his cock hard. He tried to grab my hips to stop me, but I pinned his hands above his head without stopping.
I felt his body tense up, his eyes and mouth open, but no sound came out. He was cumming. But I kept going. When he recovered, he told me it was over. His cock was still hard, so I didn't think about getting off. I kept riding him until he cummed again.
I got up and lay down beside him. You really screwed me, Juli... no one has ever screwed me like that in my life!, he said with a smile from ear to ear on his face. Seriously? Your ex was so boring, I said. It had only been 5 minutes literally. Then he told me that his ex didn't like doing weird things and sex was routine for her. Well... we're going to change that today I said, kissing him passionately.
His cock stood up again. Apparently it had been a while since he'd gotten laid and he was super hot. It was my lucky day. Teach me... he asked in a trembling voice. I smiled at the idea. He got even hotter. I grabbed his cock and asked if his ex sucked him off all the time, and he said no. That she had to beg for it. Now you're going to beg me to stop I said before swallowing his cock and starting to suck it.
I gave him a luxury blow job. I spat on his cock, licked his balls, shaft, head, and sucked it like a vacuum cleaner, putting it in my mouth. His cock was covered in my saliva and my hand slid down his shaft.
Stop... stop, I'm done, he said. I released his cock and climbed up to his mouth. I kissed him passionately. Now you're going to get screwed like a little man, okay? I said. I said while grabbing his face. I gave him a kiss, turned around and got into 4th base. Make me shit I ordered. He adjusted himself and thrust his cock at me. I grabbed his waist and he started to take me harder than before. But not as hard as I wanted.
I stopped him. I knelt in front of him and said look... you're not going to hurt me, okay? Take me strong. Like I want. I kissed him and got back into 4th base. Now if, he hit me with a thrust like he wanted to kill me. Asiiii asiiii! he was shouting. He was hitting me so hard that the bed slid off its original position and we had to stop to adjust the mattress that was almost on the floor.
I pulled him onto the bed and got back up again. My pussy was a sea of flows. Another orgasm made my whole body shudder with just 2 thrusts of his cock when I sat on top. I grabbed his hands and brought them to my breasts. I kept taking him, but slower. My legs weren't responding like before.
I asked if he was about to cum. I was totally satisfied. I got off his cock and went back to sucking it. When I felt he was about to cum, I lay down on the bed and let him finish in my breasts. Exhausted, he lay down beside me. He kept repeating I can't believe... I can't believe like that, while I cleaned up his cum from my body.
- Did you enjoy the class? I asked.
- I loved it, prof... I hope it happens again because some things didn't clarify for me...
- With pleasure. How long will you stay?
- Friday... but I think I can come back on Saturday, right?
- No problem... and there's no need to pay for a hotel. Stay here-
Of course he accepted the proposal. He grabbed his cell phone. 23!!! missed calls from the ex... This crazy one again... he said. He got out of bed and called her. Hello... yes... DON'T BREAK MY BALLS AGAIN!Index
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gracias por pasar!
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Para cuando una salida en sta fe?
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supongo que despues de la cogida que le pegaste a la mierda la ex
yo quiero una profe asi 😞
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EXCELENTE LADY !!!!!!!!!!
Suertdo del ordo el Rosarino !!!!
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jaajaja que genia sos esos parrafos:1 por que demuestra lo lento que somos alguuuunas veces 😒 2 porque que mujeres asi hay que saber valorar y saber devolver con intereses lo que dan nose si se entiende jajajaj
un saludo ju!
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gracias por comentar! 😉