REAL STORIES - CHAPTER XXIX.
It was approaching Christmas 2016.
My current partner has family in Cordoba and, as is usual, she proposes spending the holidays there and taking some days off. Sometimes I accept, but this year it was impossible for me due to work reasons. So I suggested she not miss the opportunity and go alone. That's how I left her alone for a week.
On Saturday very early, with an infernal rain, I took her to Aeroparque, we said goodbye, and after making sure the flight had taken off, I started planning my solo mini-vacation.
When I got back home, I thought of a short-term plan. I remembered Nora, an ex-colleague with whom I always had good vibes and more desires but never went further because she wanted a serious boyfriend and I just wanted to have her, nothing more. I always thought she was half crazy, that she didn't have all the ducks in a row, but she was very good-looking. She was about ten years younger than me, we hadn't had contact for nearly a decade, but by then she was still... would it be the same now? To get rid of my doubts, I resorted to a synthetic WhatsApp message: Hi, are you still around? I sent it and went back to bed to sleep some more.
A few hours later, when I woke up, I saw there was no response. I insisted: Well, see that you finally found your Prince Charming I sent. I took a shower, got dressed, and went out to do some shopping. The freedom of not having the most strict home alcohol control allowed me to buy two bottles of J&B first, estimating them sufficient for the week, as well as some things to prepare food and other nonsense to keep my fridge stocked during those days.
By eight o'clock there was football, so I settled into the armchair in front of the TV next to my J&B to watch the match. End of the first half: second whisky in the glass and the cell phone silent. I went to pee, a copious and interminable flow... ámbar was agitating the quiet waters of the toilet when I heard the 'ding-dong' of my cell phone warning me of a WhatsApp message. Since I was in the middle of my routine, I couldn't suspend it, and another and another and another notification followed. I began to hope.
I don't remember the exact text of the messages, obviously from Nora and also obviously later deleted, but she told me there was no boyfriend, that she hadn't responded before due to a problem with her phone's battery, and asked if the messages were for her or if I had made a mistake... The subsequent messages went something like this:
Me: I didn't make a mistake, they were for you
Her: Ah, well then yes, I am
She followed up with a string of messages where she talked about (wrote) her desire to move but had to postpone due to a serious health problem that was already somewhat under control, remembered the lost bet and that I owed her a champagne dinner (I don't remember why), asked about my kids, and a few other unimportant things. When I could, I attacked:
Me: I wrote because I still desire you and want to make love
I thought she would never respond again or would send me packing; but no, she kept going with voice messages:
Her: Thanks Juan, it's a flattery, but I'm recovering from my illness...
Me: Sorry, I lost my cool...
Her: No, no, of course I'd like to, but I'm afraid you won't do well because of me... It's been a long time since I've had relationships...
Me: I don't want to pressure you into doing something you're not sure about
Her: You're not pressuring me...
And so we went on for a long time, it seemed like the roles had switched: she wanted to get intimate at all costs and I was taking care of her. She repeated that due to her health, she hadn't been intimate with anyone in more than two years, that her doctor had given her the green light, and her psychologist recommended she restart her social life, etc., etc., until... Send a photo. In it, I see her in the bathroom in front of the mirror sending me a kiss and hinting, although nothing was visible, her naked or semi-naked body at least. She never had a very beautiful face and this time she wasn't an exception, but her new haircut suited her well.
I also sent my photo, a selfie where I appeared blurry and poorly framed with a playful comment that promised if she took another one pointing the camera lower, she would receive a surprise...
A couple of seconds later it arrived: her naked body from the navel to the shoulders was visible, with her beautiful breasts barely covered by her arm and large brown nipples peeking out. They were much prettier than I had imagined.
I began to get excited and didn't hesitate: kneeling down, I placed my semi-erect member on the mousepad and took a photo of it. I sent it.
Look what I have for your friend, she replied in a text, and after loading the photo she sent me, I see her sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her legs open, separating her very hairy pussy's lips with her fingers, revealing a juicy and pink vagina.
She: Do you invite me to dinner?
Me: I'll invite you over
Her: Mmmm... Accept (happy face)
Me: Bring clothes for two days
Her: ARE YOU CRAZY??? And your partner? Don't count on me for a party...
Me: Calm down... My partner won't be around for a few days. I'll tell you later
Her: (many hearts)
I passed her the address, changed the sheets, ordered the apartment a bit, and near 11 pm the doorbell was ringing. She came up, I opened the door, and almost fell over my butt when I saw her: she was infinitely better than ten years ago, age, diets, and gym – probably- had made her a woman for the heart attack. The salmon-colored dress with wide skirts, her bright red hair, and bronzed skin combined perfectly.
-- Beautiful! -- was the first thing that came out of my mouth--
She, like shy and fearful, didn't dare to enter... stretched my neck to peek over my head trying to find something that wasn't there. -- Come on in, my wife is away on a trip and won't be back until next week. Go ahead... I closed the door and as I turned around she rushed towards me, pressing her lips against mine in a long and passionate kiss. -- I'm here for everything you can imagine, and you're not wrong, I think you'll find that I've been holding back too, but mostly because talking to you has given me so much peace, I felt very contained and at the same time uninhibited. -- Ha ha! -I laughed-. Yes, a bit of your uninhibition was noticeable in the photo you sent me. -- But much more reserved and prudent than yours, beastly brute!... ha ha!!! -- Well, welcome! Come with me to the kitchen. What do you feel like eating? Don't ask for anything fancy: I have chicken, cold cuts, vegetables... -I list while checking the fridge-. -- Nothing, just leave it... I think some cheese and that white wine will be fine. -- Okay. Tell me about that operation -I propose to get comfortable while preparing some cheeses-. The next thing was a monologue: between surgery, work, lovers, searching for a new apartment, and other things I spent almost an hour listening to her. Barely able to, I steered the conversation towards what really interested us, and was very direct: -- Nora, do you know why I invited you... -- I'm clear on that and I agree. That's why I'm here. I know I won't have a boyfriend or anything lasting with you. Also, we've been waiting for this situation to happen for a long time and I don't know why we're avoiding it, so I'm not going to waste the moment. Just like I said, I haven't been with anyone in a while and I ask that you respect my times, just so we can spend it as well as possible. -- It's very true, I promise to take care of you and love you more than ever... Then I pressed my lips against hers and we kissed passionately while caressing her Coming closer to her breasts that immediately stiffened their nipples. -- Let's go to the bedroom –I invited her, offering her a hand–. When we arrived, she tried to start taking off her clothes... -- No, no, let me... –I asked–. I positioned myself in front of the mirrored doors of the closet and stopped behind her with my hands on her waist, kissing her neck, which stretched as she turned her head to one side. I caressed everything I could, pressing her butt against my stomach, making her feel the hardness of my member. I unfastened the straps of her dress that passed under her nape, letting the neckline fall, took off her corset and observed through the mirror her bare breasts scandalously beautiful. Her large, dark areolas delighted me with their reflection in the mirror, her erect and hard nipples invited to be pinched. Then I untied the belts that adjusted the dress at the waist, the dress slid to the floor and while my hand probed her vagina between the pubic hair of her pubis under her skirt, she was bringing hers to caress my penis over my pants. -- You give me so much peace... –she said again and turned towards me, kneeling in front of my belt–. Slowly, I unfastened my belt, opened the zipper, lowered my pants to my knees and putting one hand inside the slip took my member firmly and began to lick it slowly, very slowly. She was kissing and licking until finally introducing it into her mouth... I felt like her tongue compressed it against the palate. With her lips making suction while moving her head back and forth, sucking with passion. My level of excitement was so high that I took her by the neck and pushed her towards me with force, to the point of causing her to gag. She didn't complain, but I thought 'let's go slower...'. Then I moved her away, turned her around again and pushing her shoulders gently towards the lamp table, she put her hands there. I lowered her skirt and pressed my glans against her wet vagina, separating her legs just enough to allow me a Better access to the time that was caressing her clitoris. Some light contours of her waist denoted a high degree of excitement. Without more, she lay down on the bed, opened her legs, framed offering me her pussy with her hands and asked me:
-- Penetrate me...
First I licked her pussy, fundamentally the clitorian region, while penetrating her vagina with two fingers, searching for the point of maximum excitement. Obviously I found it because her moans and small convulsions demonstrated it. I also tried to explore her anus, but she refused, pressing her glutes. Then, standing between her legs, I put on a condom and holding her thighs, I slowly inserted my penis into her vagina, very slowly, until the end. I started pumping...
-- Slowly, please... –she begged.
I started very slowly, although increasing the rhythm. Her pussy, soaked with vaginal juices, lifted temperature and I felt it in my cock. She was caressing her breasts with one hand and massaging her clitoris with the other. She shook her head from side to side at the same time as she moaned with passion. Then the moans turned into cries of deep pleasure and a strong Ahhhhh!!! accompanied her orgasm. I kept pumping, this time more slowly to delay mine. She had a succession of mini-orgasms until I felt it was my turn. I took off the condom, pulled out, and leaning on her pubis, asked her to masturbate me. She did so with frenzy and joy, until a succession of hot, thick semen streams poured over her belly.
-- I love you –she whispered in a tired whisper.
-- You're really good at it! –I tried to change the subject.
-- You're also very bad... –she said, laughing.
After a brief break, we went to wash up and then sat down naked in the living room, with good music, to take some drinks and recharge our energies.
-- Did you really enjoy it that much? –she asked.
-- Yes, seriously.
-- What a flattery! But wouldn't you like something more, don't you? –obviously referring to a anal-. -- Yes, of course, but I promised to take care of you and respect you, so... -- Nothing –interrupted-. This night I'll make it debut with you. My eyes lit up. -- Are you sure? I wouldn't want the night to go wrong –I was lenient-. -- I'm sure, I know that with you it will be pleasant and natural. -- Fantastic. I have some cream that will help. I got up to get the Prime and the gel tube to show him what it was about. -- Barbaric, I'm ready. -- Let's finish our drinks –and I gave her a kiss-. Ignoring my request, while I was enjoying advancing with my J&B glass, she started pleasuring me by starting to masturbate, increasing passion as the member grew. She continued with a blow job and when it was already fully erect, she settled into a doggy position on the couch, offering me a beautiful ass. A purple anus barely seeded with hairs and perfectly closed. Immediately I put on the hood and penetrated her vaginally at the same time as I caressed her sphincter lubricating it with gel. She offered me a beautiful smile of pleasure opening up to calm my desires. I also lubricated my fingers and introduced one, very smoothly into her tight hole. With my other hand, I had to give her gentle slaps on the buttocks to relax her muscles. When I could and the dilation allowed it, I introduced a second and then a third finger. A little more gel and I repeated. Her moans seemed like those of an excited dog and excited me even more until I finally noticed that I could introduce my member without much trouble for her. -- Give it to me... –she begged-. I rested the glans on the door of her anus and she opened her labia with her hands to facilitate the task. The difficult part was getting the head in, it hurt a little and she expressed it with a slight whimper, but she asked me not to stop... A bit more force and the head was already inside... -- Ahhhhhhhh! –was her response, a long scream that tried to hide by biting an Pillow-. With the tip inside, the rest didn't have any major complications, less so having covered the entire cavernous body with gel. Once I had introduced everything, I started pumping it smoothly while she, without separating her teeth from the pillow, caressed her vulva. We stayed like that for a few minutes until I pulled out and placed her reclined on the couch, her head resting on the backrest, her back on the seat, and me on my knees in front of her with her ankles on my shoulders. A little more gel, and I penetrated her again through the anus. I offered her the cylindrical tube of gel to masturbate her pussy and she didn't hesitate to do so.
After a while we finished together, she leaving a small puddle of juices on the parquet and me inside her ass with a lot of semen contained in the latex.
-- I loved it! -- she recognized with a voice interrupted and agitated.
This was followed by a joint shower accompanied by many erotic caresses between warm water and soap, a good glass to end the night, and we went to sleep naked embracing each other.
Hours later she woke me up caressing and kissing my balls. A little more light sex and later we said our goodbyes:
-- I'd love to repeat it -- she finished.
But I'm not going to call or message you, the last thing I want is for you to have any trouble with your partner, so I ask that when you can, you ask me, and I'll be available.
-- Okay, thanks, you're a real stud.
-- Let's not talk about studs, it makes me want to start again... haha!
It was approaching Christmas 2016.
My current partner has family in Cordoba and, as is usual, she proposes spending the holidays there and taking some days off. Sometimes I accept, but this year it was impossible for me due to work reasons. So I suggested she not miss the opportunity and go alone. That's how I left her alone for a week.
On Saturday very early, with an infernal rain, I took her to Aeroparque, we said goodbye, and after making sure the flight had taken off, I started planning my solo mini-vacation.
When I got back home, I thought of a short-term plan. I remembered Nora, an ex-colleague with whom I always had good vibes and more desires but never went further because she wanted a serious boyfriend and I just wanted to have her, nothing more. I always thought she was half crazy, that she didn't have all the ducks in a row, but she was very good-looking. She was about ten years younger than me, we hadn't had contact for nearly a decade, but by then she was still... would it be the same now? To get rid of my doubts, I resorted to a synthetic WhatsApp message: Hi, are you still around? I sent it and went back to bed to sleep some more.
A few hours later, when I woke up, I saw there was no response. I insisted: Well, see that you finally found your Prince Charming I sent. I took a shower, got dressed, and went out to do some shopping. The freedom of not having the most strict home alcohol control allowed me to buy two bottles of J&B first, estimating them sufficient for the week, as well as some things to prepare food and other nonsense to keep my fridge stocked during those days.
By eight o'clock there was football, so I settled into the armchair in front of the TV next to my J&B to watch the match. End of the first half: second whisky in the glass and the cell phone silent. I went to pee, a copious and interminable flow... ámbar was agitating the quiet waters of the toilet when I heard the 'ding-dong' of my cell phone warning me of a WhatsApp message. Since I was in the middle of my routine, I couldn't suspend it, and another and another and another notification followed. I began to hope.
I don't remember the exact text of the messages, obviously from Nora and also obviously later deleted, but she told me there was no boyfriend, that she hadn't responded before due to a problem with her phone's battery, and asked if the messages were for her or if I had made a mistake... The subsequent messages went something like this:
Me: I didn't make a mistake, they were for you
Her: Ah, well then yes, I am
She followed up with a string of messages where she talked about (wrote) her desire to move but had to postpone due to a serious health problem that was already somewhat under control, remembered the lost bet and that I owed her a champagne dinner (I don't remember why), asked about my kids, and a few other unimportant things. When I could, I attacked:
Me: I wrote because I still desire you and want to make love
I thought she would never respond again or would send me packing; but no, she kept going with voice messages:
Her: Thanks Juan, it's a flattery, but I'm recovering from my illness...
Me: Sorry, I lost my cool...
Her: No, no, of course I'd like to, but I'm afraid you won't do well because of me... It's been a long time since I've had relationships...
Me: I don't want to pressure you into doing something you're not sure about
Her: You're not pressuring me...
And so we went on for a long time, it seemed like the roles had switched: she wanted to get intimate at all costs and I was taking care of her. She repeated that due to her health, she hadn't been intimate with anyone in more than two years, that her doctor had given her the green light, and her psychologist recommended she restart her social life, etc., etc., until... Send a photo. In it, I see her in the bathroom in front of the mirror sending me a kiss and hinting, although nothing was visible, her naked or semi-naked body at least. She never had a very beautiful face and this time she wasn't an exception, but her new haircut suited her well.
I also sent my photo, a selfie where I appeared blurry and poorly framed with a playful comment that promised if she took another one pointing the camera lower, she would receive a surprise...
A couple of seconds later it arrived: her naked body from the navel to the shoulders was visible, with her beautiful breasts barely covered by her arm and large brown nipples peeking out. They were much prettier than I had imagined.
I began to get excited and didn't hesitate: kneeling down, I placed my semi-erect member on the mousepad and took a photo of it. I sent it.
Look what I have for your friend, she replied in a text, and after loading the photo she sent me, I see her sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her legs open, separating her very hairy pussy's lips with her fingers, revealing a juicy and pink vagina.
She: Do you invite me to dinner?
Me: I'll invite you over
Her: Mmmm... Accept (happy face)
Me: Bring clothes for two days
Her: ARE YOU CRAZY??? And your partner? Don't count on me for a party...
Me: Calm down... My partner won't be around for a few days. I'll tell you later
Her: (many hearts)
I passed her the address, changed the sheets, ordered the apartment a bit, and near 11 pm the doorbell was ringing. She came up, I opened the door, and almost fell over my butt when I saw her: she was infinitely better than ten years ago, age, diets, and gym – probably- had made her a woman for the heart attack. The salmon-colored dress with wide skirts, her bright red hair, and bronzed skin combined perfectly.
-- Beautiful! -- was the first thing that came out of my mouth--
She, like shy and fearful, didn't dare to enter... stretched my neck to peek over my head trying to find something that wasn't there. -- Come on in, my wife is away on a trip and won't be back until next week. Go ahead... I closed the door and as I turned around she rushed towards me, pressing her lips against mine in a long and passionate kiss. -- I'm here for everything you can imagine, and you're not wrong, I think you'll find that I've been holding back too, but mostly because talking to you has given me so much peace, I felt very contained and at the same time uninhibited. -- Ha ha! -I laughed-. Yes, a bit of your uninhibition was noticeable in the photo you sent me. -- But much more reserved and prudent than yours, beastly brute!... ha ha!!! -- Well, welcome! Come with me to the kitchen. What do you feel like eating? Don't ask for anything fancy: I have chicken, cold cuts, vegetables... -I list while checking the fridge-. -- Nothing, just leave it... I think some cheese and that white wine will be fine. -- Okay. Tell me about that operation -I propose to get comfortable while preparing some cheeses-. The next thing was a monologue: between surgery, work, lovers, searching for a new apartment, and other things I spent almost an hour listening to her. Barely able to, I steered the conversation towards what really interested us, and was very direct: -- Nora, do you know why I invited you... -- I'm clear on that and I agree. That's why I'm here. I know I won't have a boyfriend or anything lasting with you. Also, we've been waiting for this situation to happen for a long time and I don't know why we're avoiding it, so I'm not going to waste the moment. Just like I said, I haven't been with anyone in a while and I ask that you respect my times, just so we can spend it as well as possible. -- It's very true, I promise to take care of you and love you more than ever... Then I pressed my lips against hers and we kissed passionately while caressing her Coming closer to her breasts that immediately stiffened their nipples. -- Let's go to the bedroom –I invited her, offering her a hand–. When we arrived, she tried to start taking off her clothes... -- No, no, let me... –I asked–. I positioned myself in front of the mirrored doors of the closet and stopped behind her with my hands on her waist, kissing her neck, which stretched as she turned her head to one side. I caressed everything I could, pressing her butt against my stomach, making her feel the hardness of my member. I unfastened the straps of her dress that passed under her nape, letting the neckline fall, took off her corset and observed through the mirror her bare breasts scandalously beautiful. Her large, dark areolas delighted me with their reflection in the mirror, her erect and hard nipples invited to be pinched. Then I untied the belts that adjusted the dress at the waist, the dress slid to the floor and while my hand probed her vagina between the pubic hair of her pubis under her skirt, she was bringing hers to caress my penis over my pants. -- You give me so much peace... –she said again and turned towards me, kneeling in front of my belt–. Slowly, I unfastened my belt, opened the zipper, lowered my pants to my knees and putting one hand inside the slip took my member firmly and began to lick it slowly, very slowly. She was kissing and licking until finally introducing it into her mouth... I felt like her tongue compressed it against the palate. With her lips making suction while moving her head back and forth, sucking with passion. My level of excitement was so high that I took her by the neck and pushed her towards me with force, to the point of causing her to gag. She didn't complain, but I thought 'let's go slower...'. Then I moved her away, turned her around again and pushing her shoulders gently towards the lamp table, she put her hands there. I lowered her skirt and pressed my glans against her wet vagina, separating her legs just enough to allow me a Better access to the time that was caressing her clitoris. Some light contours of her waist denoted a high degree of excitement. Without more, she lay down on the bed, opened her legs, framed offering me her pussy with her hands and asked me:
-- Penetrate me...
First I licked her pussy, fundamentally the clitorian region, while penetrating her vagina with two fingers, searching for the point of maximum excitement. Obviously I found it because her moans and small convulsions demonstrated it. I also tried to explore her anus, but she refused, pressing her glutes. Then, standing between her legs, I put on a condom and holding her thighs, I slowly inserted my penis into her vagina, very slowly, until the end. I started pumping...
-- Slowly, please... –she begged.
I started very slowly, although increasing the rhythm. Her pussy, soaked with vaginal juices, lifted temperature and I felt it in my cock. She was caressing her breasts with one hand and massaging her clitoris with the other. She shook her head from side to side at the same time as she moaned with passion. Then the moans turned into cries of deep pleasure and a strong Ahhhhh!!! accompanied her orgasm. I kept pumping, this time more slowly to delay mine. She had a succession of mini-orgasms until I felt it was my turn. I took off the condom, pulled out, and leaning on her pubis, asked her to masturbate me. She did so with frenzy and joy, until a succession of hot, thick semen streams poured over her belly.
-- I love you –she whispered in a tired whisper.
-- You're really good at it! –I tried to change the subject.
-- You're also very bad... –she said, laughing.
After a brief break, we went to wash up and then sat down naked in the living room, with good music, to take some drinks and recharge our energies.
-- Did you really enjoy it that much? –she asked.
-- Yes, seriously.
-- What a flattery! But wouldn't you like something more, don't you? –obviously referring to a anal-. -- Yes, of course, but I promised to take care of you and respect you, so... -- Nothing –interrupted-. This night I'll make it debut with you. My eyes lit up. -- Are you sure? I wouldn't want the night to go wrong –I was lenient-. -- I'm sure, I know that with you it will be pleasant and natural. -- Fantastic. I have some cream that will help. I got up to get the Prime and the gel tube to show him what it was about. -- Barbaric, I'm ready. -- Let's finish our drinks –and I gave her a kiss-. Ignoring my request, while I was enjoying advancing with my J&B glass, she started pleasuring me by starting to masturbate, increasing passion as the member grew. She continued with a blow job and when it was already fully erect, she settled into a doggy position on the couch, offering me a beautiful ass. A purple anus barely seeded with hairs and perfectly closed. Immediately I put on the hood and penetrated her vaginally at the same time as I caressed her sphincter lubricating it with gel. She offered me a beautiful smile of pleasure opening up to calm my desires. I also lubricated my fingers and introduced one, very smoothly into her tight hole. With my other hand, I had to give her gentle slaps on the buttocks to relax her muscles. When I could and the dilation allowed it, I introduced a second and then a third finger. A little more gel and I repeated. Her moans seemed like those of an excited dog and excited me even more until I finally noticed that I could introduce my member without much trouble for her. -- Give it to me... –she begged-. I rested the glans on the door of her anus and she opened her labia with her hands to facilitate the task. The difficult part was getting the head in, it hurt a little and she expressed it with a slight whimper, but she asked me not to stop... A bit more force and the head was already inside... -- Ahhhhhhhh! –was her response, a long scream that tried to hide by biting an Pillow-. With the tip inside, the rest didn't have any major complications, less so having covered the entire cavernous body with gel. Once I had introduced everything, I started pumping it smoothly while she, without separating her teeth from the pillow, caressed her vulva. We stayed like that for a few minutes until I pulled out and placed her reclined on the couch, her head resting on the backrest, her back on the seat, and me on my knees in front of her with her ankles on my shoulders. A little more gel, and I penetrated her again through the anus. I offered her the cylindrical tube of gel to masturbate her pussy and she didn't hesitate to do so.
After a while we finished together, she leaving a small puddle of juices on the parquet and me inside her ass with a lot of semen contained in the latex.
-- I loved it! -- she recognized with a voice interrupted and agitated.
This was followed by a joint shower accompanied by many erotic caresses between warm water and soap, a good glass to end the night, and we went to sleep naked embracing each other.
Hours later she woke me up caressing and kissing my balls. A little more light sex and later we said our goodbyes:
-- I'd love to repeat it -- she finished.
But I'm not going to call or message you, the last thing I want is for you to have any trouble with your partner, so I ask that when you can, you ask me, and I'll be available.
-- Okay, thanks, you're a real stud.
-- Let's not talk about studs, it makes me want to start again... haha!
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muy buen comienzo del nuevo año .