After that first experience with Cholito, came the remember with Vicente. I would have liked to keep going with him, even just as friends, but since he clarified from the beginning, he had a partner and was very in love with her. He also wanted me, but well... I'm married and knew I'd never leave my husband for anything, no matter how many oaths were sworn. So that reunion was also a goodbye.
The thing about Vicente's son is that since the day after we spent time together, he started calling and sending messages on my cell phone. He even called me insistently at the exact moment I was reconnecting with Vicente. He told me how great it had been and how much he'd like to see me again, even inviting me out. I had to put the brakes on him so he wouldn't bring complications, look if he called or messaged me when I was with my family? By now I have a Ph.D. in excuses and justifications, but it's not about letting the heat of a guy get me into trouble with my husband. So one day before going to work, I called him to clear things up.
-Look, Julio, if you gave me your number because you liked me and also want to see me again, that's fine. But don't call me every hour or send messages at midnight, I'm married and my husband might suspect if he sees I'm not answering a call or deleting a message when I'm at the office. You can call or message me all you want during the day, but on nights and weekends, please don't do it, okay?
I was a bit harsh and direct, but I needed him to understand.
-I promise I won't do it again, I don't want to compromise you, but...-
-But what?-
-When you called me on Tuesday afternoon and told me not to bother you, were you...?
I wanted to know, but didn't dare ask.
-Yes, I was having sex-
-With your husband?
(I was about to laugh but restrained myself)
-Does it seem like Can I be having sex with my husband one day of the week at seven in the evening?
Then what?
I was staying in a hotel with a friend
It doesn't say anything.
-Julio, you have to understand that I'm a woman who has many friends, special friends... now you and I are friends, but that doesn't mean I don't have other friends I like to spend time with-
I thought I was explaining the relationships between mom and dad to a ten-year-old kid.
-My... old is your friend?
Yes, a very good friend - I sit down.
Better clarify things from the start than keep explaining later.
He stays silent, as if absorbing what I just said.
-Would you like to see each other?- I propose then.
-Sure, I'd like to-
-I would too -
I go back home after work and head to San Justo. I write to Cholo not to show up at the house for a while.
Today's intense practice, I put.
Later he writes:
-For when is a special class with Dad?
-We'll arrange it whenever you want-, I say.
Of course, the idea of being with Dad and son at the same time wasn't far from my mind - Cholo and Cholito together, both of them, taking me at once. That would be an experience to tell my granddaughters, assuming they were as perverted as I am, of course. I imagined the scene - me in four, with Cholito pumping away behind me, and Cholo appearing with a fantastic erection that puts it at my disposal for me to enjoy both without prejudice. Yes, I'm very perverted, I know.
Thinking about all this, I arrive at Cholo's house with a heat that could melt the poles without any global warming needed. As soon as he opens the door, I pounce on Cholito and devour him in kisses. The briefcase and coat fall to the floor along with our kissing and caressing in an overly juicy and passionate way. His hands start searching for my breasts right away, just like mine search for his crotch, palpating and stroking the portentous hardness that... I'm going to suck it under his clothes. -Mmmhhh..., you're so hard!- I say feeling it. -I've been like this since we talked- he says. We push him against the street door and unbutton his pants, revealing a succulent piece of cock that seems to pulse with life of its own. -Something has to be done then- I say getting down on my knees and facing the real reason why he's in San Justo at that hour. Did you ever hear that saying that says: A hair pulls more than a yoke of oxen? Well, in my case it's a cock, because of a cock I'm capable of..., being in San Justo at that hour, precisely. This time I'll suck it without reservations, I no longer have to take care of it, I myself had turned him into a man, and I myself would teach him how to please a woman. I'm sucking it with avidity, sliding my lips and tongue over that bundle of nerves that, from the root, extends to every corner of that tense and hardened surface, when he asks: -Can you eat it all?- I take the cock out of my mouth and look at it with a face of WTF...? -I saw it in a video and thought..., maybe you could...- He told me with so much enthusiasm, with so many desires to experience that even if I didn't want to, I couldn't say no. -Mmm..., I don't know...- I say making myself a little indecisive, looking at the cock as if measuring it with my eyes and adding -I could try, do you like it?- -Yes, please...- he nods with his eyes shining with emotion. -Okay- I get down on my knees to be more comfortable, positioning myself well in front of that plug of flesh that seems to vibrate with its own frequency, I grab hold of his waist with both hands to measure the distance, open my mouth as wide as I can and... -Here I go!- ..., advancing until the tip hits my throat. I repress a gag reflex caused by the sudden invasion and back off. -You've got it very big!- I say with teary eyes from the failed attempt. I've eaten bigger cocks, but not completely. When me Like a cock until the hairs because it has a standard measure, a size that lets me play gluttonously. And if I can't eat it all, well, I'll eat it as far as I can, but I couldn't do that with Cholo's son, I couldn't leave him half-eaten. I was so thrilled to make him gag that I had to try or die trying.
I prepared again, with the goal set on the target, my mouth wide open, my hands measuring the distance..., one, two and advance again. I move my head so that all that delicious length slides even further down my glottis, without producing any gulps this time. I look at him from below and smile despite having my mouth full of his virility. I have almost all of it inside, in my throat, pulsating, tense and trembling, inflating my cheeks with its exquisite volume. I move my tongue around it, licking, sucking, sipping, feeling it harden and grow even more. I hold on until I'm out of breath, and then I let go with a long exhalation, the threads of spit and cum forming a bridge between us. Cholito also lets out a sigh. He looks at me fixedly, loaded with morbo and lasciviousness, letting me recover my breath briefly before grabbing the cock with one hand and hitting me with it on both cheeks.
If he was watching porn, I think, receiving with a smile those pleasant blows. If he wants to play the porn actor, let's play then, I tell myself and start sucking his balls, feeling in the palm of my tongue that dense ebullition that threatens to explode imminently.
I climb up along the entire cock, licking and kissing each piece, each vein, until I reach the tip and eat it all the way back up to the hairs, holding it again inside my mouth as long as I can..., I hold on, I hold on, until I'm out of breath and let go between coughs and guttural sounds, spitting a foamy mixture of guasca and saliva.
I get up, wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and pull out
rest of my clothes. His eyes seem unable to reach me for him to explore my entire body. I smile, turn around and cross the room, walking like a sexy Top Model. I lean against the opposite wall, lift my Booty, moving it sensually and with my hand make a gesture for him to come towards me. Of course he comes, his cock hard and inflamed, his head red, his veins marked by fire, I can smell her from where I am, scent of powder, pleasure, Gloria.
He puts on the condom like I taught him and positions himself behind me, rubbing my cock all over my ass, as surely he must have seen in some porn scene, but despite trying hard, he fails to find the indicated hole. It's still too early to teach him the delights of anal sex, so I take charge of grabbing her and guiding her towards her destination, i.e.,... my pussy. We both let out a contented sigh as we feel it entering and advancing until deep inside, I satisfied at having it back inside me, he for making me his once more...
It's all inside me, big, hard, hot.
-Yes baby..., take me..., give it to me..., fill me up!- I beg suppliantly, pushing my Booty back towards him to adjoin myself even more to his pelvis, feeling in the depths of my being that furious palpitation that can only presage good moments.
He doesn't delay in pleasing me, and soon he grabs my tits and starts pumping me hard and evenly, making me jump with each thrust. Every time he reaches the bottom, he lifts me up a few centimeters from the floor, leaving me suspended between his body and the wall until he comes out, only then do my feet touch the ground again. This way, one after another, he lifts me when he enters, lowers me when he exits, making me levitate pure fuck. I feel like I'm in the clouds, fully loaded with cock. If I close my eyes and let myself be carried away by that tidal wave of sensations, it seems to me as if I'm having sex with Cholo. I don't say that the son is as good at giving head as the father. Let's remember that it's just starting, but it's going well, especially with me as your teacher. I feel your excited breathing on my neck, the warmth of your body pressing against mine, and the knocking of your balls against my pussy. I can't help but get wet so much that it seems like I'm peeing. When you come out, in one of those many emissions, I turn around and push you back a few steps. I smile mischievously and grab your neck to kiss me. I love kissing him while he's caressing my ass and my tits are squishing against his chest. Like this, entwined, between caresses and kisses, we keep retreating until he falls onto the couch. I settle down on the floor between his legs and take off his pants. The cock emerges in all its lavish abundance, hard, hot, and venous, almost purple from being so red. I eat it in one bite, sucking greedily every piece of that succulent morsel. It's all wet, so my mouth fills up quickly with a thick, salty foam. I want to feel it like this, in the flesh, in all its vigorous splendor, so I decide to forgo the condom. I feel him on top of me and slide it inside until it's as deep as possible, arching my back and exhaling a deep sigh of pleasure as I feel it again in my deepest interior. The Cholito grabs my tits and squeezes them while I start to ride him anxiously and wildly. I want it ALL inside, and that's what I do every time I bang against his pelvis, sinking into all that flesh until the intestines. -Ahhh..., ahhhhhh..., ahhhhhh...!- My moans intensify as I go up and down, balancing around that gratifying cock that pierces me like my pussy was made to measure. The cum comes suddenly, first I finish, getting wet in a way that leaves more than one humid memory on the couch's upholstery, and just then the Cholito finishes too. Inside, I was drenching my entrails with a burst of cum that seemed to be about to come out through my ears. Leaving the delights of orgasm to spread throughout my body, I collapsed between sighs on his chest and kissed him again, making him notice with each kiss how much he had just pleased me. And yes, once more, the old saying doesn't lie: Like father, like son.
The thing about Vicente's son is that since the day after we spent time together, he started calling and sending messages on my cell phone. He even called me insistently at the exact moment I was reconnecting with Vicente. He told me how great it had been and how much he'd like to see me again, even inviting me out. I had to put the brakes on him so he wouldn't bring complications, look if he called or messaged me when I was with my family? By now I have a Ph.D. in excuses and justifications, but it's not about letting the heat of a guy get me into trouble with my husband. So one day before going to work, I called him to clear things up.
-Look, Julio, if you gave me your number because you liked me and also want to see me again, that's fine. But don't call me every hour or send messages at midnight, I'm married and my husband might suspect if he sees I'm not answering a call or deleting a message when I'm at the office. You can call or message me all you want during the day, but on nights and weekends, please don't do it, okay?
I was a bit harsh and direct, but I needed him to understand.
-I promise I won't do it again, I don't want to compromise you, but...-
-But what?-
-When you called me on Tuesday afternoon and told me not to bother you, were you...?
I wanted to know, but didn't dare ask.
-Yes, I was having sex-
-With your husband?
(I was about to laugh but restrained myself)
-Does it seem like Can I be having sex with my husband one day of the week at seven in the evening?
Then what?
I was staying in a hotel with a friend
It doesn't say anything.
-Julio, you have to understand that I'm a woman who has many friends, special friends... now you and I are friends, but that doesn't mean I don't have other friends I like to spend time with-
I thought I was explaining the relationships between mom and dad to a ten-year-old kid.
-My... old is your friend?
Yes, a very good friend - I sit down.
Better clarify things from the start than keep explaining later.
He stays silent, as if absorbing what I just said.
-Would you like to see each other?- I propose then.
-Sure, I'd like to-
-I would too -
I go back home after work and head to San Justo. I write to Cholo not to show up at the house for a while.
Today's intense practice, I put.
Later he writes:
-For when is a special class with Dad?
-We'll arrange it whenever you want-, I say.
Of course, the idea of being with Dad and son at the same time wasn't far from my mind - Cholo and Cholito together, both of them, taking me at once. That would be an experience to tell my granddaughters, assuming they were as perverted as I am, of course. I imagined the scene - me in four, with Cholito pumping away behind me, and Cholo appearing with a fantastic erection that puts it at my disposal for me to enjoy both without prejudice. Yes, I'm very perverted, I know.
Thinking about all this, I arrive at Cholo's house with a heat that could melt the poles without any global warming needed. As soon as he opens the door, I pounce on Cholito and devour him in kisses. The briefcase and coat fall to the floor along with our kissing and caressing in an overly juicy and passionate way. His hands start searching for my breasts right away, just like mine search for his crotch, palpating and stroking the portentous hardness that... I'm going to suck it under his clothes. -Mmmhhh..., you're so hard!- I say feeling it. -I've been like this since we talked- he says. We push him against the street door and unbutton his pants, revealing a succulent piece of cock that seems to pulse with life of its own. -Something has to be done then- I say getting down on my knees and facing the real reason why he's in San Justo at that hour. Did you ever hear that saying that says: A hair pulls more than a yoke of oxen? Well, in my case it's a cock, because of a cock I'm capable of..., being in San Justo at that hour, precisely. This time I'll suck it without reservations, I no longer have to take care of it, I myself had turned him into a man, and I myself would teach him how to please a woman. I'm sucking it with avidity, sliding my lips and tongue over that bundle of nerves that, from the root, extends to every corner of that tense and hardened surface, when he asks: -Can you eat it all?- I take the cock out of my mouth and look at it with a face of WTF...? -I saw it in a video and thought..., maybe you could...- He told me with so much enthusiasm, with so many desires to experience that even if I didn't want to, I couldn't say no. -Mmm..., I don't know...- I say making myself a little indecisive, looking at the cock as if measuring it with my eyes and adding -I could try, do you like it?- -Yes, please...- he nods with his eyes shining with emotion. -Okay- I get down on my knees to be more comfortable, positioning myself well in front of that plug of flesh that seems to vibrate with its own frequency, I grab hold of his waist with both hands to measure the distance, open my mouth as wide as I can and... -Here I go!- ..., advancing until the tip hits my throat. I repress a gag reflex caused by the sudden invasion and back off. -You've got it very big!- I say with teary eyes from the failed attempt. I've eaten bigger cocks, but not completely. When me Like a cock until the hairs because it has a standard measure, a size that lets me play gluttonously. And if I can't eat it all, well, I'll eat it as far as I can, but I couldn't do that with Cholo's son, I couldn't leave him half-eaten. I was so thrilled to make him gag that I had to try or die trying.
I prepared again, with the goal set on the target, my mouth wide open, my hands measuring the distance..., one, two and advance again. I move my head so that all that delicious length slides even further down my glottis, without producing any gulps this time. I look at him from below and smile despite having my mouth full of his virility. I have almost all of it inside, in my throat, pulsating, tense and trembling, inflating my cheeks with its exquisite volume. I move my tongue around it, licking, sucking, sipping, feeling it harden and grow even more. I hold on until I'm out of breath, and then I let go with a long exhalation, the threads of spit and cum forming a bridge between us. Cholito also lets out a sigh. He looks at me fixedly, loaded with morbo and lasciviousness, letting me recover my breath briefly before grabbing the cock with one hand and hitting me with it on both cheeks.
If he was watching porn, I think, receiving with a smile those pleasant blows. If he wants to play the porn actor, let's play then, I tell myself and start sucking his balls, feeling in the palm of my tongue that dense ebullition that threatens to explode imminently.
I climb up along the entire cock, licking and kissing each piece, each vein, until I reach the tip and eat it all the way back up to the hairs, holding it again inside my mouth as long as I can..., I hold on, I hold on, until I'm out of breath and let go between coughs and guttural sounds, spitting a foamy mixture of guasca and saliva.
I get up, wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and pull out
rest of my clothes. His eyes seem unable to reach me for him to explore my entire body. I smile, turn around and cross the room, walking like a sexy Top Model. I lean against the opposite wall, lift my Booty, moving it sensually and with my hand make a gesture for him to come towards me. Of course he comes, his cock hard and inflamed, his head red, his veins marked by fire, I can smell her from where I am, scent of powder, pleasure, Gloria.
He puts on the condom like I taught him and positions himself behind me, rubbing my cock all over my ass, as surely he must have seen in some porn scene, but despite trying hard, he fails to find the indicated hole. It's still too early to teach him the delights of anal sex, so I take charge of grabbing her and guiding her towards her destination, i.e.,... my pussy. We both let out a contented sigh as we feel it entering and advancing until deep inside, I satisfied at having it back inside me, he for making me his once more...
It's all inside me, big, hard, hot.
-Yes baby..., take me..., give it to me..., fill me up!- I beg suppliantly, pushing my Booty back towards him to adjoin myself even more to his pelvis, feeling in the depths of my being that furious palpitation that can only presage good moments.
He doesn't delay in pleasing me, and soon he grabs my tits and starts pumping me hard and evenly, making me jump with each thrust. Every time he reaches the bottom, he lifts me up a few centimeters from the floor, leaving me suspended between his body and the wall until he comes out, only then do my feet touch the ground again. This way, one after another, he lifts me when he enters, lowers me when he exits, making me levitate pure fuck. I feel like I'm in the clouds, fully loaded with cock. If I close my eyes and let myself be carried away by that tidal wave of sensations, it seems to me as if I'm having sex with Cholo. I don't say that the son is as good at giving head as the father. Let's remember that it's just starting, but it's going well, especially with me as your teacher. I feel your excited breathing on my neck, the warmth of your body pressing against mine, and the knocking of your balls against my pussy. I can't help but get wet so much that it seems like I'm peeing. When you come out, in one of those many emissions, I turn around and push you back a few steps. I smile mischievously and grab your neck to kiss me. I love kissing him while he's caressing my ass and my tits are squishing against his chest. Like this, entwined, between caresses and kisses, we keep retreating until he falls onto the couch. I settle down on the floor between his legs and take off his pants. The cock emerges in all its lavish abundance, hard, hot, and venous, almost purple from being so red. I eat it in one bite, sucking greedily every piece of that succulent morsel. It's all wet, so my mouth fills up quickly with a thick, salty foam. I want to feel it like this, in the flesh, in all its vigorous splendor, so I decide to forgo the condom. I feel him on top of me and slide it inside until it's as deep as possible, arching my back and exhaling a deep sigh of pleasure as I feel it again in my deepest interior. The Cholito grabs my tits and squeezes them while I start to ride him anxiously and wildly. I want it ALL inside, and that's what I do every time I bang against his pelvis, sinking into all that flesh until the intestines. -Ahhh..., ahhhhhh..., ahhhhhh...!- My moans intensify as I go up and down, balancing around that gratifying cock that pierces me like my pussy was made to measure. The cum comes suddenly, first I finish, getting wet in a way that leaves more than one humid memory on the couch's upholstery, and just then the Cholito finishes too. Inside, I was drenching my entrails with a burst of cum that seemed to be about to come out through my ears. Leaving the delights of orgasm to spread throughout my body, I collapsed between sighs on his chest and kissed him again, making him notice with each kiss how much he had just pleased me. And yes, once more, the old saying doesn't lie: Like father, like son.
24 comentários - Ape in kind, ape out of kind
Como siempre te digo querida, quedo con ansias a la espera de tu próxima publicación, que espero sea pronto y no se demore más de un mes como fue entre esta y la anterior!!
Excelente post linda y FELICITACIONES!!...Besos!! +10
besos Misko
" sos tan espectacular que no podes ser mia nada mas, tenes que ser de todos. "
Puntos como siempre. (10)
Recibe los puntos pero sobretodo mi admiración por la forma de disfrutar y de escribir.
Te digo que me calentás mucho, no es la primera vez que me imagino todo lo que contás, como si lo estuviera viendo en una peli. Creo que alguna vez podríamos cruzarnos, que pasara algo, y que yo nunca supiera que sos a quien leo con tantas ganas!
Como alguien más dijo, un beso en todos tus labios 😉
Gracias por compartir!
te mando un beso genia!