Miriam put all her senses and effort into making me and herself happy, with sighs, moans, and pelvic movements in sync with each entry of my member until I couldn't delay the epilogue any longer, and I flooded her with abundant semen spray. Her orgasm screamed at full volume.
There was no risk of subsequent consequences: she was in the second month of pregnancy.
Recovered from the calm, I realized how singular the situation was:
In the bed where, about 36 years earlier, my mother and father conceived me, I was with a childhood friend who was participating in a game of two, played with a bat, two balls, and two holes, resentful of her husband who had traveled to watch as 11 boys from his team disputed a ball against 11 rivals.
After almost 15 years since the last visit, I returned to my hometown.
I stayed at my parents' empty house for the time being.
Some old friends and schoolmates from the neighborhood organized a dinner to relive memories of youth together; some came with their partners, others alone. Miriam was one of the latter.
She is a very beautiful woman, over 1.70 meters tall, with a harmonious body in proportion, pleasant facial features, caramel-colored eyes, and long red hair tied like a horse's tail.
However, when I offered to take her back to her house - since the next day was a working day, the display of affection towards me ended early - I had no idea we would end up in my parents' old marital bed.
After walking for a bit in the car, partly due to logical curiosity and also out of courtesy and good manners:
-How long have we known each other, Miriam? Tell me about yourself. How are you?
She didn't take long to reveal her resentment towards her husband. According to her, he didn't contain her, would leave for football, his friends, etc., and would often leave her alone with their daughter Martina, including now that she was Pregnant. Tears and apologies appeared: -Forgive me, Juan. I'm ruining your night – I stopped the car at the shadow of a tree and used a disposable handkerchief to dry her eyes. She put her arms around my neck, as if thanking me with a hug. I replied by brushing my lips against her cheek and, seeing her naked neck so close, couldn't resist the temptation to kiss it two or three times.
The initial embarrassment, turmoil, and shame were quickly buried under kisses and passionate caresses in just a few minutes without much conversation.
-Do you want to go to my house?- I whispered in her ear.
She didn't respond, took out her phone from her purse, dialed, and said: -It's me. Can you take care of Martina until later? –
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-VI'll be late... with a friend – ------- -With Juan... who knows, for a couple of hours... can you or can't you?- The sister could.
Urged by the excitement from our hands and mouths just minutes before in the car, we went straight to the bedroom without stopping.
We undressed slowly, interchanging passionate kisses and caresses. Already naked, I turned her over onto her back on the bed, climbed on top of him, massaged his breasts with soft caresses, kissed and nibbled his neck subtly. His excitement rose to his face and voice: -I love you so much, Juan!!
I introduced my tongue into his mouth, licked his nipples, navel, flat stomach, went down to the pubic area and kissed her pussy.
Seized by intense agitation, she tried to sit up and push me onto the bed. I didn't let her. I climbed back on top of him and penetrated him roughly; the thrusts became more violent each time. The climax described at the beginning of this story ensued.
After a suitable interval of loving relaxation, Miriam asked not to judge her badly. She wasn't a shameless or libertine woman: she had gotten into bed with me initially driven by resentment, but eventually by heat and the need for containment, even if it was only temporary.
We committed the error of to get back to snuggling together after several showers. How could it not be that way, the second cum, surpassing the first, was inevitable.
Miriam sighed, moaned, murmured like possessed wanting more and more, enjoying the indescribable pleasure of having me inside her.
-Can I make you do the bum? – I whispered in her ear.
She protested:
-No take it out now...! Give it to me...!Please!-
I obeyed. A while later she started moving more and more and letting out exclamations:
-Mmmmm. Juanllll Síiiiiiiiiiiiiii, asíiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, qué buenoooo, ¡Aghhhhhh, Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!-
She had an involuntary spasm and didn't take long to release fluid from her vulva, relax her legs.
Had I made her cum? I think so, but she hadn't seemed satisfied.
I say because, she recapitulated, struggled to turn over onto her stomach and waited for my reaction.
The sight of those other planet buttocks had a grandiose revitalizing effect on my nearby member. I took advantage of her vaginal moisture to lubricate her anal orifice with my index finger, then penetrate her and piston like a possessed person without pause until the climax with profusion of semen and verbal expressions of pleasure.
I said we committed the error of getting back together. Because, out of spite, an illicit fuck seemed enough revenge.
Error is human, to get it up and screw is divine.
There was no risk of subsequent consequences: she was in the second month of pregnancy.
Recovered from the calm, I realized how singular the situation was:
In the bed where, about 36 years earlier, my mother and father conceived me, I was with a childhood friend who was participating in a game of two, played with a bat, two balls, and two holes, resentful of her husband who had traveled to watch as 11 boys from his team disputed a ball against 11 rivals.
After almost 15 years since the last visit, I returned to my hometown.
I stayed at my parents' empty house for the time being.
Some old friends and schoolmates from the neighborhood organized a dinner to relive memories of youth together; some came with their partners, others alone. Miriam was one of the latter.
She is a very beautiful woman, over 1.70 meters tall, with a harmonious body in proportion, pleasant facial features, caramel-colored eyes, and long red hair tied like a horse's tail.
However, when I offered to take her back to her house - since the next day was a working day, the display of affection towards me ended early - I had no idea we would end up in my parents' old marital bed.
After walking for a bit in the car, partly due to logical curiosity and also out of courtesy and good manners:
-How long have we known each other, Miriam? Tell me about yourself. How are you?
She didn't take long to reveal her resentment towards her husband. According to her, he didn't contain her, would leave for football, his friends, etc., and would often leave her alone with their daughter Martina, including now that she was Pregnant. Tears and apologies appeared: -Forgive me, Juan. I'm ruining your night – I stopped the car at the shadow of a tree and used a disposable handkerchief to dry her eyes. She put her arms around my neck, as if thanking me with a hug. I replied by brushing my lips against her cheek and, seeing her naked neck so close, couldn't resist the temptation to kiss it two or three times.
The initial embarrassment, turmoil, and shame were quickly buried under kisses and passionate caresses in just a few minutes without much conversation.
-Do you want to go to my house?- I whispered in her ear.
She didn't respond, took out her phone from her purse, dialed, and said: -It's me. Can you take care of Martina until later? –
-------
-VI'll be late... with a friend – ------- -With Juan... who knows, for a couple of hours... can you or can't you?- The sister could.
Urged by the excitement from our hands and mouths just minutes before in the car, we went straight to the bedroom without stopping.
We undressed slowly, interchanging passionate kisses and caresses. Already naked, I turned her over onto her back on the bed, climbed on top of him, massaged his breasts with soft caresses, kissed and nibbled his neck subtly. His excitement rose to his face and voice: -I love you so much, Juan!!
I introduced my tongue into his mouth, licked his nipples, navel, flat stomach, went down to the pubic area and kissed her pussy.
Seized by intense agitation, she tried to sit up and push me onto the bed. I didn't let her. I climbed back on top of him and penetrated him roughly; the thrusts became more violent each time. The climax described at the beginning of this story ensued.
After a suitable interval of loving relaxation, Miriam asked not to judge her badly. She wasn't a shameless or libertine woman: she had gotten into bed with me initially driven by resentment, but eventually by heat and the need for containment, even if it was only temporary.
We committed the error of to get back to snuggling together after several showers. How could it not be that way, the second cum, surpassing the first, was inevitable.
Miriam sighed, moaned, murmured like possessed wanting more and more, enjoying the indescribable pleasure of having me inside her.
-Can I make you do the bum? – I whispered in her ear.
She protested:
-No take it out now...! Give it to me...!Please!-
I obeyed. A while later she started moving more and more and letting out exclamations:
-Mmmmm. Juanllll Síiiiiiiiiiiiiii, asíiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, qué buenoooo, ¡Aghhhhhh, Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!-
She had an involuntary spasm and didn't take long to release fluid from her vulva, relax her legs.
Had I made her cum? I think so, but she hadn't seemed satisfied.
I say because, she recapitulated, struggled to turn over onto her stomach and waited for my reaction.
The sight of those other planet buttocks had a grandiose revitalizing effect on my nearby member. I took advantage of her vaginal moisture to lubricate her anal orifice with my index finger, then penetrate her and piston like a possessed person without pause until the climax with profusion of semen and verbal expressions of pleasure.
I said we committed the error of getting back together. Because, out of spite, an illicit fuck seemed enough revenge.
Error is human, to get it up and screw is divine.
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