It's 3 am. I see the clock needles on the wall making a straight angle. The public lighting that filters through the slats of his room's American blind barely illuminates it.
She's sucking me off again. Maybe this is the fourth or fifth time tonight she's done it. I've lost count in the midst of the sex frenzy we're in. This time I had fallen asleep on my back and she woke me up because her pussy wants more.
This is what she tells me, panting hotly with her cock in her mouth.
I try to wake up. I feel my stomach muscles pulling from all the pumping. Her hair is all messed up. I think it's been a while since we did it doggy style and I really went at it. She must have come too.
Her tongue starts wandering around my foreskin again. The cock stops, but with a kind of tired pain that adds to the pleasure of feeling her hot blow job. I roll over. I want her to put her tongue in my ass. She hesitates, I think she's starting to feel the mix of fluids and sweat we're both emitting. I still feel the humidity of her last ejaculation on my testicles from before I fell asleep.
She does it again. She's hot again. I can't believe it. I arrived at her place around 8:30 pm, like we had planned. Her husband had left on a trip at 8:00 pm and sent me a message to come down. We had the apartment until Sunday to ourselves. I thought I wasn't going to make it out alive.
I feel her tongue playing with the folds of my anus. A strange and unstoppable pleasure rises up my back and makes me shudder every time she gives me another lick. I put a pillow under my stomach to offer her better access. She opens my butt cheeks with her hands to get a better grip. I feel not only her tongue but also her agitated breathing, which gets faster and faster as I move my hips in circles over her face. My cock got hard as a rock. I want all of her tongue. Inside my ass. I tell him and he starts doing it with enthusiasm. I remember the first time he did it to me. I had been sucking her until she came. We were talking about the ass as a center of pleasure. I told her that I thought it was a bit weird to be touching a man's ass. She laughed and made me get on all fours. She sucked me off in an incredible way, making me come almost instantly without even touching the sheets. Since that day, her tongue is one of my favorites.
And I'm lying face down, enjoying her tongue, and remembering the day we met. I had moved into the building two months earlier. The 10th floor was my new bachelor pad to rebuild my life after the separation. She lives on the 4th floor with her husband since they got married 23 years ago. We crossed paths in the elevator. She had a beautiful smile, around 50 years old. Large breasts, a bit overweight. Enormous ass. Sensuality oozing from every pore. I was coming down and she stopped me on the landing. It was very hot. I was wearing a black slip-on and was barefoot. A little uncomfortable at first, but still she came up and greeted me. In the tense silence, I saw her feet and they warmed me up. She said later that she realized it. When we reached the ground floor, she asked if I was new. I told her where I lived. She told me to count on her for anything. When I got to the door, I already knew I'd be inside her ass in no time.
She opened the door to her friend and we parted with a friendly kiss.
Two days later, I needed casually the porter's phone that was free. I rang the bell without thinking twice. She answered with the same black slip-on from our first encounter and again barefoot. She gave me an excellent smile when she opened the door and made me come in. An hour later, I was finishing up in her mouth and she was swallowing the semen with gusto.
But now she's stopped sucking my ass and wants me to fuck her again. She's thrown herself open-legged on the bed. A pillowcase reaches out for me. I put it on. I think I won't have the strength to go back to cum until I penetrate her pussy. I'm putting it in again slowly. There's no need to open anything, everything is already at my disposal since before. And her moisture and pressure on my cock, plus her aphrodisiac aroma and the way she moves her hips to the exact rhythm make me come back to her world of wild sex and start fucking her hard. I look at her eyes while holding her hands over her head with my right hand. My left hand is used to grab her tits with force, seeing those almost black, fleshy, appetizing nipples get hard and surrender to my tongue that licks them in every wave of our bodies. I start feeling like she's sucking my right shoulder, the closest one to her mouth. Her tongue runs over it, just as it could run over any part of my skin. I bring my neck close to hers and tell her to suck everything. She does it with such care that within seconds my neck, shoulders, and part of my face are filled with her saliva, warm and eager. Her tongue runs over me, just like my cock is searching for the exact spot where it can hit and penetrate that divine pussy again to make her go crazy with pleasure once more.
And this time we finish together. Sometimes we manage to do so. I fall exhausted onto her chest. She lets me recover my breath for a few minutes before gently moving away from me, as if taking care of me. My eyes drop. I fall asleep.
I dream that I'm awake at the foot of the bed. I see her trying to make herself come with her husband, who is lying on his back and does nothing but look at his phone while she's sucking him frenetically without getting anything. His dick is flaccid and almost dead. It's big but useless. She cries with that inert member inside her mouth. She shows me her ass, open and hairy. I dream that I'm jacking off looking at her moving ass in time with the futile blowjobs. I come on her ass. Her husband sees me and sits up to suck my semen dripping onto his wife's ass.
- Why See that I worry about you, he says. She doesn't stop crying and begging for someone to leave her alone once and for all. She repeats that if they would leave her alone, she could fuck anyone who crosses her path. I go out onto the street naked. Everyone looks at my hard cock and points. I try to cover myself but can't escape the inquisitive gazes of passersby. I run. I run without stopping between the trees of a large park filled with old women who are horrified by the spectacle of my hard cock. I wake up. It's daytime. She lies beside me, snoring. Sleeping guilt-free with her lover #10. Her husband sends a message. I grab his phone and read it. He says he arrived well, that he misses her tits. I send him a pink heart as a response. I go back to sleep. My head hurts a little.
She's sucking me off again. Maybe this is the fourth or fifth time tonight she's done it. I've lost count in the midst of the sex frenzy we're in. This time I had fallen asleep on my back and she woke me up because her pussy wants more.
This is what she tells me, panting hotly with her cock in her mouth.
I try to wake up. I feel my stomach muscles pulling from all the pumping. Her hair is all messed up. I think it's been a while since we did it doggy style and I really went at it. She must have come too.
Her tongue starts wandering around my foreskin again. The cock stops, but with a kind of tired pain that adds to the pleasure of feeling her hot blow job. I roll over. I want her to put her tongue in my ass. She hesitates, I think she's starting to feel the mix of fluids and sweat we're both emitting. I still feel the humidity of her last ejaculation on my testicles from before I fell asleep.
She does it again. She's hot again. I can't believe it. I arrived at her place around 8:30 pm, like we had planned. Her husband had left on a trip at 8:00 pm and sent me a message to come down. We had the apartment until Sunday to ourselves. I thought I wasn't going to make it out alive.
I feel her tongue playing with the folds of my anus. A strange and unstoppable pleasure rises up my back and makes me shudder every time she gives me another lick. I put a pillow under my stomach to offer her better access. She opens my butt cheeks with her hands to get a better grip. I feel not only her tongue but also her agitated breathing, which gets faster and faster as I move my hips in circles over her face. My cock got hard as a rock. I want all of her tongue. Inside my ass. I tell him and he starts doing it with enthusiasm. I remember the first time he did it to me. I had been sucking her until she came. We were talking about the ass as a center of pleasure. I told her that I thought it was a bit weird to be touching a man's ass. She laughed and made me get on all fours. She sucked me off in an incredible way, making me come almost instantly without even touching the sheets. Since that day, her tongue is one of my favorites.
And I'm lying face down, enjoying her tongue, and remembering the day we met. I had moved into the building two months earlier. The 10th floor was my new bachelor pad to rebuild my life after the separation. She lives on the 4th floor with her husband since they got married 23 years ago. We crossed paths in the elevator. She had a beautiful smile, around 50 years old. Large breasts, a bit overweight. Enormous ass. Sensuality oozing from every pore. I was coming down and she stopped me on the landing. It was very hot. I was wearing a black slip-on and was barefoot. A little uncomfortable at first, but still she came up and greeted me. In the tense silence, I saw her feet and they warmed me up. She said later that she realized it. When we reached the ground floor, she asked if I was new. I told her where I lived. She told me to count on her for anything. When I got to the door, I already knew I'd be inside her ass in no time.
She opened the door to her friend and we parted with a friendly kiss.
Two days later, I needed casually the porter's phone that was free. I rang the bell without thinking twice. She answered with the same black slip-on from our first encounter and again barefoot. She gave me an excellent smile when she opened the door and made me come in. An hour later, I was finishing up in her mouth and she was swallowing the semen with gusto.
But now she's stopped sucking my ass and wants me to fuck her again. She's thrown herself open-legged on the bed. A pillowcase reaches out for me. I put it on. I think I won't have the strength to go back to cum until I penetrate her pussy. I'm putting it in again slowly. There's no need to open anything, everything is already at my disposal since before. And her moisture and pressure on my cock, plus her aphrodisiac aroma and the way she moves her hips to the exact rhythm make me come back to her world of wild sex and start fucking her hard. I look at her eyes while holding her hands over her head with my right hand. My left hand is used to grab her tits with force, seeing those almost black, fleshy, appetizing nipples get hard and surrender to my tongue that licks them in every wave of our bodies. I start feeling like she's sucking my right shoulder, the closest one to her mouth. Her tongue runs over it, just as it could run over any part of my skin. I bring my neck close to hers and tell her to suck everything. She does it with such care that within seconds my neck, shoulders, and part of my face are filled with her saliva, warm and eager. Her tongue runs over me, just like my cock is searching for the exact spot where it can hit and penetrate that divine pussy again to make her go crazy with pleasure once more.
And this time we finish together. Sometimes we manage to do so. I fall exhausted onto her chest. She lets me recover my breath for a few minutes before gently moving away from me, as if taking care of me. My eyes drop. I fall asleep.
I dream that I'm awake at the foot of the bed. I see her trying to make herself come with her husband, who is lying on his back and does nothing but look at his phone while she's sucking him frenetically without getting anything. His dick is flaccid and almost dead. It's big but useless. She cries with that inert member inside her mouth. She shows me her ass, open and hairy. I dream that I'm jacking off looking at her moving ass in time with the futile blowjobs. I come on her ass. Her husband sees me and sits up to suck my semen dripping onto his wife's ass.
- Why See that I worry about you, he says. She doesn't stop crying and begging for someone to leave her alone once and for all. She repeats that if they would leave her alone, she could fuck anyone who crosses her path. I go out onto the street naked. Everyone looks at my hard cock and points. I try to cover myself but can't escape the inquisitive gazes of passersby. I run. I run without stopping between the trees of a large park filled with old women who are horrified by the spectacle of my hard cock. I wake up. It's daytime. She lies beside me, snoring. Sleeping guilt-free with her lover #10. Her husband sends a message. I grab his phone and read it. He says he arrived well, that he misses her tits. I send him a pink heart as a response. I go back to sleep. My head hurts a little.
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Y mira que si nunca le manda ese tipo de mensajes, el marido va a sospechar jajajajaj