Seeing that you enjoyed my story, I'm leaving you with another one. This one happened about 20 years ago, approximately. I had been married to my first wife for a short time, my ex had a friend, Marisol, a brunette with very white skin and enormous tits, who was in a relationship and getting ready to get married.
The apartment where we lived was quite small (environment and medium) and was located in the capital. One night, Marisol and her boyfriend came over for dinner, typical gathering of couples. When my ex told me about this dinner, I was slightly surprised, as they lived in the south and didn't have a car, coming to dinner in the capital would make their return complicated.
When they arrived, I noticed they were bringing drinks and a fairly large bag, at first, this situation annoyed me, in the kitchen, remember how small the apartment was, I scolded my wife - These won't be staying overnight, will they? I said with emphasis.
My wife swore she didn't know anything, but after dinner, they ended up staying, we laid out a mattress on the floor of the small living room and they stayed. Our bedroom was in an L shape without separation or door, the bathroom was next to the living room, right where they were sleeping.
I was newly married, so we had a high sexual frequency, barely got into bed when my ex-wife supported her bum for me to hug her and try to put it that way from the side. She rejected me roughly, saying They're going to hear us and I left with my desires unfulfilled.
Sleep was winning when I started hearing repeated movement in the room next door, obviously they were fucking, at first I got angry - They're using my hotel room - but then I started listening to Marisol's muffled moans, trying not to make a noise, and I got incredibly hot.
I imagined those giant tits moving back and forth over my face and my heat grew instantly. After some time, I separated from my wife, moved in with my parents at their house in Bernal, one day returning on the bus, I ran into Marisol had gained a little weight but her tits were uncontrollable, obviously she saw me but ignored me making herself distracted. I started to find myself thinking about her often, one day I pretended to be asleep, hurt in my own love due to the first rejection, the pride one has when young is ridiculous. One day the encounter couldn't be avoided by either of us and we established dialogue, she told me that not long ago she had been a mom, everything was going well, trivial things, we avoided talking about my ex, I didn't ask and she didn't tell. The thing is that every time I saw her I couldn't help but remember that night in my small apartment. We started to run into each other every day with greater frequency, we talked naturally and the trip became pleasant, so much so that whoever arrived first at the stop would do the Booty to be able to sit down. One day she said Don't wait for me, I'm going to go get my husband obviously she was hiding this situation, summer arrived with it the scoops, I was a bit withdrawn, I had recently separated and it cost me to get into rhythm in the art of seduction, one rainy afternoon, traffic was infernal due to an accident, I woke up with her on top of me, she had fallen asleep, when she woke up she blushed, and I told her to stay calm. Some days of the week I would go to work by car, I offered to pick her up but she was reluctant until she accepted. It was almost year-end, I had a party at work on the same day as hers, I thought I saw an opportunity when the evening before she said she didn't know how she was going to get back home, quickly I told her I would pick her up if she wanted, she said she would let me know at work, almost no one had a cell phone in the late 90s, I waited anxiously for her call and near 6 pm she called me, I agreed to meet her at midnight near the obelisco, her party was at a central hotel, mine on the coast, so I arrived around 10:22 and left running at 11:30. When I went to pick her up she was tremendous, u loose dress with a high neckline, golden shoes with a very high heel. He got into the car and said I was just starting to party, I messed up the schedule and laughed, I acted like a gentleman and asked if he wanted to go back, he said no, and as he passed by, he told me that his friend was ending the year with his friends, I thought it was an opportunity and asked him if he didn't want to take advantage of giving a ride, he took his time to answer, those seconds seemed like hours
Well, but we're not far from home anyway
I suddenly thought of going to Quilmes' coastal promenade, stopped the car, the night was beautiful, I nervously took her hand, she smiled, What are we doing? she said, I interrupted with a kiss that at first she rejected but later corresponded passionately
My hands were rapidly exploring her body, her nipples seemed like they were about to pierce the bra, I asked her if she wanted to go to a hotel and she initially resisted but then agreed
We went in and I asked if she wanted something to drink, she said let's hurry up because time was running out, I quickly took off her dress, she got on top of me, I asked her not to take off her shoes, I undressed with the speed of a teenager on their first time, she got on top of me and I immediately penetrated her, left the bra on to keep that moment as an unforgettable memory, she took it off and her two enormous tits fell onto my face, while I was penetrating her, she played with her bum by inserting a finger, she didn't say anything, started frenziedly riding me and I could feel her coming, I went back to listening, like on that night, her soft moans and I released all my heat onto her wet pussy.
The apartment where we lived was quite small (environment and medium) and was located in the capital. One night, Marisol and her boyfriend came over for dinner, typical gathering of couples. When my ex told me about this dinner, I was slightly surprised, as they lived in the south and didn't have a car, coming to dinner in the capital would make their return complicated.
When they arrived, I noticed they were bringing drinks and a fairly large bag, at first, this situation annoyed me, in the kitchen, remember how small the apartment was, I scolded my wife - These won't be staying overnight, will they? I said with emphasis.
My wife swore she didn't know anything, but after dinner, they ended up staying, we laid out a mattress on the floor of the small living room and they stayed. Our bedroom was in an L shape without separation or door, the bathroom was next to the living room, right where they were sleeping.
I was newly married, so we had a high sexual frequency, barely got into bed when my ex-wife supported her bum for me to hug her and try to put it that way from the side. She rejected me roughly, saying They're going to hear us and I left with my desires unfulfilled.
Sleep was winning when I started hearing repeated movement in the room next door, obviously they were fucking, at first I got angry - They're using my hotel room - but then I started listening to Marisol's muffled moans, trying not to make a noise, and I got incredibly hot.
I imagined those giant tits moving back and forth over my face and my heat grew instantly. After some time, I separated from my wife, moved in with my parents at their house in Bernal, one day returning on the bus, I ran into Marisol had gained a little weight but her tits were uncontrollable, obviously she saw me but ignored me making herself distracted. I started to find myself thinking about her often, one day I pretended to be asleep, hurt in my own love due to the first rejection, the pride one has when young is ridiculous. One day the encounter couldn't be avoided by either of us and we established dialogue, she told me that not long ago she had been a mom, everything was going well, trivial things, we avoided talking about my ex, I didn't ask and she didn't tell. The thing is that every time I saw her I couldn't help but remember that night in my small apartment. We started to run into each other every day with greater frequency, we talked naturally and the trip became pleasant, so much so that whoever arrived first at the stop would do the Booty to be able to sit down. One day she said Don't wait for me, I'm going to go get my husband obviously she was hiding this situation, summer arrived with it the scoops, I was a bit withdrawn, I had recently separated and it cost me to get into rhythm in the art of seduction, one rainy afternoon, traffic was infernal due to an accident, I woke up with her on top of me, she had fallen asleep, when she woke up she blushed, and I told her to stay calm. Some days of the week I would go to work by car, I offered to pick her up but she was reluctant until she accepted. It was almost year-end, I had a party at work on the same day as hers, I thought I saw an opportunity when the evening before she said she didn't know how she was going to get back home, quickly I told her I would pick her up if she wanted, she said she would let me know at work, almost no one had a cell phone in the late 90s, I waited anxiously for her call and near 6 pm she called me, I agreed to meet her at midnight near the obelisco, her party was at a central hotel, mine on the coast, so I arrived around 10:22 and left running at 11:30. When I went to pick her up she was tremendous, u loose dress with a high neckline, golden shoes with a very high heel. He got into the car and said I was just starting to party, I messed up the schedule and laughed, I acted like a gentleman and asked if he wanted to go back, he said no, and as he passed by, he told me that his friend was ending the year with his friends, I thought it was an opportunity and asked him if he didn't want to take advantage of giving a ride, he took his time to answer, those seconds seemed like hours
Well, but we're not far from home anyway
I suddenly thought of going to Quilmes' coastal promenade, stopped the car, the night was beautiful, I nervously took her hand, she smiled, What are we doing? she said, I interrupted with a kiss that at first she rejected but later corresponded passionately
My hands were rapidly exploring her body, her nipples seemed like they were about to pierce the bra, I asked her if she wanted to go to a hotel and she initially resisted but then agreed
We went in and I asked if she wanted something to drink, she said let's hurry up because time was running out, I quickly took off her dress, she got on top of me, I asked her not to take off her shoes, I undressed with the speed of a teenager on their first time, she got on top of me and I immediately penetrated her, left the bra on to keep that moment as an unforgettable memory, she took it off and her two enormous tits fell onto my face, while I was penetrating her, she played with her bum by inserting a finger, she didn't say anything, started frenziedly riding me and I could feel her coming, I went back to listening, like on that night, her soft moans and I released all my heat onto her wet pussy.
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