Clarification: All characters involved in sexual acts are over the age of 18. As for others, information is reserved.
* From this chapter on, these may contain offensive language and milf situations (in addition to sexual ones)
- Bah, too much is said about me already.
I was with Merrian talking (not flirting, surprisingly) about the rumors (completely true) that half the university already knew. She hadn't heard it from me, her friends asked her and although she neither confirmed nor denied it, she wasn't furious or anything less. I asked if it bothered her.
- Of course, kid. But it doesn't keep me up at night. They say so much about me... or maybe you think I don't know how all the guys around here call me? They call me The Body.
I looked at her strangely, really knew it.
- See? - she fell silent for a minute -. I don't listen to anyone. Come on, I feel like sucking your dick.
As I mentioned earlier, blowjobs bore me. In less than two minutes, I had her pinned against the stairs, invading her intimacy in the most morbid way.
- Ah, give me more. Don't stop, I'm almost there…
I fulfilled my promise, coming to her climax. The voluntary movements of her vulva made me ejaculate as well, more often than usual. As I withdrew from her, I could see my droplets flowing between the lips of El Cuerpo's pussy.
There was something that intrigued me, so I took advantage to ask her how she had allowed me to release my semen inside her: her response left me somewhat thoughtful:
- Since I had my first time, I've been using the injectable: every month I go to the medical center.
I asked if she wasn't afraid of becoming sterile:
- No: I'll have time to worry about that later, dear.
Around those days, I had enrolled in the guitar orchestra laboratory (I think I mentioned having a free day). The first two sessions were all reading sheet music, until one day while tuning my instrument, I felt someone talking to me with a voice halfway between the boy and the woman. - Hi, I'm doing an activity. A barbecue. Can you come? I'll leave the address where it will be. Look towards where the voice was coming from. It was a small girl, with caramel skin, thin and with a face like a trashy slut's. Her hair was very smooth and she wore large glasses. She had a bold sparkle in her eyes. The clothes, although of her size, were loose on her. - Ahhhh, sure -I said, to say something. - Thanks -she said, and left. That encounter seemed strange to me. I didn't know her at all and that girl seemed somewhat ugly to me. Besides, she had also distributed invitations to everyone, and came back the following two days: I supposed she was looking for friends. The next day I saw a beautiful girl enter the laboratory. She was thin, with a narrow waist and, as I noticed in the following sessions, a fanatic of high heels. She had large eyes, thick lips and sensual mouth that, when something didn't fit her, frowned like a spoiled child's. For greater signs, she was a typical sweetie. She arrived with a guitar wider than its owner. I don't usually criticize, but she read better than she played. She didn't speak to anyone and left quietly. I recognize that I liked her, she was good-looking and, although not exuberant, much prettier than Merrian. That night I jerked off thinking about that girl. Around those days I graduated one of my best students with the solemn phrase my only guitar teacher told me: I have nothing more to teach you. I left with 50 dollars less in my budget when the mother of my new graduate gave me an additional 100. - As a settlement, professor -she said. Almost kissed her, or rather, took her. I left the house where I had given so many classes, in Magdalena del mar. I made mental plans, which went from a dinner with Merrian to a movie outing (also with her). My projects crashed against my unknown self's negatives. The dinner proposal was responded For a I have homework; the concert one, they don't let me go; the movie one, I'll leave with my friends... this last one made me wonder:
- Can we get out in a mess...
Reacted as if I had said slut.
- Are you crazy? Nothing's wrong -changed expression and told me - and if better let's throw?
I don't know why, but it exploded. We were in her room and there was no one at home. I had arrived a few minutes earlier to make my proposals in person and the lady sent me off.
- Can we know why we can't leave?
She was beautiful, wearing a mini skirt I'd never seen before, a low-cut blouse. She had done up her hair very well and brushed her hair.
- Listen -she said, sullen -. You're not my guy, or my husband, or my lover, or anything. We'll throw and that's it.
- Of course, I should have imagined it. It's more, I could have suspected it. But you don't even know that...
- What? -she said, mocking -. Have you fallen in love with me?
I felt a lot of anger. I was ready to leave, and I got up to do so, but she stood in front of me.
- You're not for me, I'm not for you. Stay and let's keep going like until now.
I dodged her badly, she interposed herself and ended up almost running into her. She ended up cornered against the wall where I hid the first time I arrived at her room.
She threw her arms around my neck and lifted her right leg. Out of pure instinct, I grabbed her thigh. We kissed with wild passion, my condemned dick was hard.
- Put it in -the Body ronroned.
I lowered my pants a bit. Pushed Merrian's panty to the side to enter her. She received me with her usual whine, one I knew so well. I brought my lips to her ear.
- I love you -I said.
I didn't get a response. I impaled her with my lance 7 times, when our climax surprised us both. I poured everything into her interior that could mean what we had.
She clawed at my back with her nails. Apparently the suddenness of the situation made her come too. I withdrew from where I was once so happy (her vagina, not hers) fourth). As I watched him clean himself, introducing his fingers into his pussy, extracting the largest amount of semen he could, cleaning himself up and adjusting his clothes as well as he could, I realized that any attempt to recover what we might have had would be in vain, at least for my part: the relationship was doomed.
- Do we keep going like this until now? - he said without looking at me, talking to the void.
I approached his door, opened it, and before leaving, turned back towards him:
- No, thank you.
I walked away from his house, scanning the street with my eyes that I would never see again. When I reached the corner, I turned around to see if he was peeking out of his window. I counted up to 3 seconds...
... and I went to take my bus.
Continues...
I had a small problem with the publication last Sunday. I didn't know the rules well and it got deleted. The previous chapters (if anyone has just caught up with this one) can be seen on my profile (until I learn how to put links without them getting deleted)
Tomorrow, I'll upload chapter 5, which is titled The Human Sprayer: There will be a new co-star. See you Sunday
* From this chapter on, these may contain offensive language and milf situations (in addition to sexual ones)
- Bah, too much is said about me already.
I was with Merrian talking (not flirting, surprisingly) about the rumors (completely true) that half the university already knew. She hadn't heard it from me, her friends asked her and although she neither confirmed nor denied it, she wasn't furious or anything less. I asked if it bothered her.
- Of course, kid. But it doesn't keep me up at night. They say so much about me... or maybe you think I don't know how all the guys around here call me? They call me The Body.
I looked at her strangely, really knew it.
- See? - she fell silent for a minute -. I don't listen to anyone. Come on, I feel like sucking your dick.
As I mentioned earlier, blowjobs bore me. In less than two minutes, I had her pinned against the stairs, invading her intimacy in the most morbid way.
- Ah, give me more. Don't stop, I'm almost there…
I fulfilled my promise, coming to her climax. The voluntary movements of her vulva made me ejaculate as well, more often than usual. As I withdrew from her, I could see my droplets flowing between the lips of El Cuerpo's pussy.
There was something that intrigued me, so I took advantage to ask her how she had allowed me to release my semen inside her: her response left me somewhat thoughtful:
- Since I had my first time, I've been using the injectable: every month I go to the medical center.
I asked if she wasn't afraid of becoming sterile:
- No: I'll have time to worry about that later, dear.
Around those days, I had enrolled in the guitar orchestra laboratory (I think I mentioned having a free day). The first two sessions were all reading sheet music, until one day while tuning my instrument, I felt someone talking to me with a voice halfway between the boy and the woman. - Hi, I'm doing an activity. A barbecue. Can you come? I'll leave the address where it will be. Look towards where the voice was coming from. It was a small girl, with caramel skin, thin and with a face like a trashy slut's. Her hair was very smooth and she wore large glasses. She had a bold sparkle in her eyes. The clothes, although of her size, were loose on her. - Ahhhh, sure -I said, to say something. - Thanks -she said, and left. That encounter seemed strange to me. I didn't know her at all and that girl seemed somewhat ugly to me. Besides, she had also distributed invitations to everyone, and came back the following two days: I supposed she was looking for friends. The next day I saw a beautiful girl enter the laboratory. She was thin, with a narrow waist and, as I noticed in the following sessions, a fanatic of high heels. She had large eyes, thick lips and sensual mouth that, when something didn't fit her, frowned like a spoiled child's. For greater signs, she was a typical sweetie. She arrived with a guitar wider than its owner. I don't usually criticize, but she read better than she played. She didn't speak to anyone and left quietly. I recognize that I liked her, she was good-looking and, although not exuberant, much prettier than Merrian. That night I jerked off thinking about that girl. Around those days I graduated one of my best students with the solemn phrase my only guitar teacher told me: I have nothing more to teach you. I left with 50 dollars less in my budget when the mother of my new graduate gave me an additional 100. - As a settlement, professor -she said. Almost kissed her, or rather, took her. I left the house where I had given so many classes, in Magdalena del mar. I made mental plans, which went from a dinner with Merrian to a movie outing (also with her). My projects crashed against my unknown self's negatives. The dinner proposal was responded For a I have homework; the concert one, they don't let me go; the movie one, I'll leave with my friends... this last one made me wonder:
- Can we get out in a mess...
Reacted as if I had said slut.
- Are you crazy? Nothing's wrong -changed expression and told me - and if better let's throw?
I don't know why, but it exploded. We were in her room and there was no one at home. I had arrived a few minutes earlier to make my proposals in person and the lady sent me off.
- Can we know why we can't leave?
She was beautiful, wearing a mini skirt I'd never seen before, a low-cut blouse. She had done up her hair very well and brushed her hair.
- Listen -she said, sullen -. You're not my guy, or my husband, or my lover, or anything. We'll throw and that's it.
- Of course, I should have imagined it. It's more, I could have suspected it. But you don't even know that...
- What? -she said, mocking -. Have you fallen in love with me?
I felt a lot of anger. I was ready to leave, and I got up to do so, but she stood in front of me.
- You're not for me, I'm not for you. Stay and let's keep going like until now.
I dodged her badly, she interposed herself and ended up almost running into her. She ended up cornered against the wall where I hid the first time I arrived at her room.
She threw her arms around my neck and lifted her right leg. Out of pure instinct, I grabbed her thigh. We kissed with wild passion, my condemned dick was hard.
- Put it in -the Body ronroned.
I lowered my pants a bit. Pushed Merrian's panty to the side to enter her. She received me with her usual whine, one I knew so well. I brought my lips to her ear.
- I love you -I said.
I didn't get a response. I impaled her with my lance 7 times, when our climax surprised us both. I poured everything into her interior that could mean what we had.
She clawed at my back with her nails. Apparently the suddenness of the situation made her come too. I withdrew from where I was once so happy (her vagina, not hers) fourth). As I watched him clean himself, introducing his fingers into his pussy, extracting the largest amount of semen he could, cleaning himself up and adjusting his clothes as well as he could, I realized that any attempt to recover what we might have had would be in vain, at least for my part: the relationship was doomed.
- Do we keep going like this until now? - he said without looking at me, talking to the void.
I approached his door, opened it, and before leaving, turned back towards him:
- No, thank you.
I walked away from his house, scanning the street with my eyes that I would never see again. When I reached the corner, I turned around to see if he was peeking out of his window. I counted up to 3 seconds...
... and I went to take my bus.
Continues...
I had a small problem with the publication last Sunday. I didn't know the rules well and it got deleted. The previous chapters (if anyone has just caught up with this one) can be seen on my profile (until I learn how to put links without them getting deleted)
Tomorrow, I'll upload chapter 5, which is titled The Human Sprayer: There will be a new co-star. See you Sunday
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