The big breasted girl... On the scale of difficult women with whom I crossed, I must say that this one was the most complicated of all! It was winter and almost nothing was painting like to go out on the weekend. I remember being lying down, bored, so I started reviewing my social network. And while doing it, I searched for some contact to pass the time. Obviously, I always looked for women to see if something would happen.
Among so much searching, I found a profile picture of a person I had seen at a friends' party.
I quickly sent her a friend request and waited for a response...
A few weeks ago, I went to a friends' party. Honestly, it was good but ended in a small scandal among drunk people who ended up fighting with fists. Obviously, the neighbors called the police and you can imagine everything else. The thing is that at that party, I saw that young lady, who sincerely blew my head off.
From then on, I never found her again. I asked my friends who she was and they told me she had been a girlfriend of some guy whose name doesn't matter to me. Honestly, the girl had left me with all the enthusiasm.
Finally, I had found her on that famous social network...
A few weeks later (because it took a week but it felt like an eternity) she accepted my friend request. I looked at all her data. She wasn't in a relationship and honestly, there were many interesting things on her profile. She was studying to be a teacher. By night, I already knew how to flirt.
It was time for me to connect and the first thing I saw was her profile... She wasn't connected yet.
About an hour and a half later, I reviewed again, and to my surprise, she was already connected.
I wrote to her and she responded. I tried to have a fluid conversation, but she was quite closed off. I tried and tried, but couldn't get anything (she was really quite closed off).
A few days later, I tried to connect with... She. (Left two days more or less, to not give an image of being clingy)
She responds this time a bit more open to chatting. We start talking better. Bla bla like that for a couple of days. When I feel more confident, I invite her out. She doesn't accept. But I keep trying.
About a month later, she starts to have more confidence in me.
I invite her out again, this time to a friend's party. She doesn't agree.
So I start getting annoyed with myself.
Days pass and I go to a gathering some friends are having. It was a barbecue and something else. There were several people there. Well, I almost always went to those meals, parties, and all that.
When I arrive, I enter the house. The party is being held by a friend so I know the whole place. I start walking around and saying hi to everyone, and I stay taking something there... While chatting with some guys.
I feel like someone is touching my shoulder. I turn around and am surprised. It was the young lady from social media. She smiled at me and greeted me as if we had known each other for a while.
She stays chatting with me for a bit. She had come with some friends, who I knew. One was the girlfriend of a friend and the other worked where I did.
So that was useful.
Between chatting and chatting, I tell her she's beautiful. She laughs and says thanks.
The night passes and she leaves. Before leaving, she gives me a kiss.
I go crazy.
To describe her, I have to say I gave her an 11 out of 10...
She was better than eating chicken with your hands.
She was petite, about 1.50 meters tall, with light brown eyes, white skin, and red hair.
She had something in particular that drove everyone crazy. A pair of enormous breasts.
Maybe you won't believe it, but that little girl didn't lack height; she made up for it with her breasts.
Because they were really a pair of beautiful melons.
At the party, there were many guys who wanted to turn her around. I wasn't the only one. She had plenty to choose from. But she didn't go out with anyone.
A friend saw me and understood the vibe. He told me to... I'll take care of the translation for you. Here it is:
Cuidara, because that girl was a hot one. She was interested and always chose the most son-of-a-slut types. Fine, she didn't say anything good about me. I know she said it because he's a good friend. But the thing is, I had already gotten used to the idea and wasn't going to stop so easily.
After a week, she writes to me. I get excited (Yes, like a ball) we start chatting. She sends me her phone number for faster contact. I'm already super convinced that she wants to be with me.
I invite her out again. She says yes, but doesn't confirm anything.
After several times reminding her of the proposal, we finally meet at a bar.
I treat her like a queen. She feels comfortable with me. I already had full confidence in her.
I throw indirect hints (Feeling it out to see what's up) she laughs and lets me do it, but only that much. We end the encounter. I'm so turned on that I want to fuck her four ways, but I'm realistic and know it won't be easy. I have a lot of work to do to get what I want.
We connect again now through phones. Almost every day she writes me, or if not, I would. We have so much confidence that she tells me everything. So much so that in one conversation, she lets me know she's a virgin. When I read the message, I almost die. If before I had desires, now that I know this, my desires are doubled or tripled. A beautiful woman with impressive tits and still a virgin? It's like getting to drive a super-luxury car (okm) or something. Winning the most important prize in the world. So you can understand how high the level of heat she provoked was - almost divine.
We continue our friendship. I start giving her gifts. I invite her everywhere. More obvious than ever, it was me. But she only treated me like friend (slut zone of friends!)
She had bipolar moments. One day she'd tell me I'm handsome and the next day not even acknowledge me. She spoke to me like that all the time while playing with me.
I got tired and told her exactly what I wanted. She said no, so I kept waiting. She kept saying no, and we ended up in a sick game where I always lose. (slut mother!)
After some time, I got tired and stopped sending messages. She did the same.
I went on with my things. I know a couple of girls who come well to me, but that's it.
Months passed, and I thought about her, but I wasn't chasing her anymore. I was living my life.
Then she started writing to me again and trying to contact me.
I had found out she had gotten engaged...
But I couldn't help myself from responding again. She told me her relationship went bad. Her boyfriend had pressured her into having sex. I comforted her through messages, and we ended up talking about it. In the end, I tried to be a gentleman but couldn't stop thinking about how she lost her virginity...
I tried to conquer her again. I succeeded, and she became my friend with benefits. We had relationships. She's an Aries, and I'm a Taurus. For those who don't understand that, I can say that both signs burn in hell during sex.
She sucked me so well that I came all the time. I had the idea of finishing her off on her huge tits and did just that.
On the other hand, she was a woman who liked taking control. Anyone who knows someone born under Aries knows they're dominant and always take charge. While we were having sex, I mounted her tasty. I loved her, and she loved me (sexually).
We had several weeks of sex. You can imagine my obsession with her huge tits. It was something that didn't happen often. Finding a cutie with really huge tits is rare. She had control over me because of that. I was her slave!
Because of those tits, I was a dominated little boy (And who isn't?)
But she never loved me; that's the truth. She only used me for a while to make the guy who supposedly treated her badly jealous. When she got in touch with him, she just left me.
Then she They said the guy she was following so much was a politician secretary of unknown thing.... So that's it, I ended up exactly what my friend told me about the big-breasted girl, that I should be careful because she was interested and always chose the most son of a slut... The good part of the story is that I achieved my goal which was to get off with the big-breasted girl... Well people, hope you like the story. For those who like stories, they can follow my posts. Thanks!!!
Among so much searching, I found a profile picture of a person I had seen at a friends' party.
I quickly sent her a friend request and waited for a response...
A few weeks ago, I went to a friends' party. Honestly, it was good but ended in a small scandal among drunk people who ended up fighting with fists. Obviously, the neighbors called the police and you can imagine everything else. The thing is that at that party, I saw that young lady, who sincerely blew my head off.
From then on, I never found her again. I asked my friends who she was and they told me she had been a girlfriend of some guy whose name doesn't matter to me. Honestly, the girl had left me with all the enthusiasm.
Finally, I had found her on that famous social network...
A few weeks later (because it took a week but it felt like an eternity) she accepted my friend request. I looked at all her data. She wasn't in a relationship and honestly, there were many interesting things on her profile. She was studying to be a teacher. By night, I already knew how to flirt.
It was time for me to connect and the first thing I saw was her profile... She wasn't connected yet.
About an hour and a half later, I reviewed again, and to my surprise, she was already connected.
I wrote to her and she responded. I tried to have a fluid conversation, but she was quite closed off. I tried and tried, but couldn't get anything (she was really quite closed off).
A few days later, I tried to connect with... She. (Left two days more or less, to not give an image of being clingy)
She responds this time a bit more open to chatting. We start talking better. Bla bla like that for a couple of days. When I feel more confident, I invite her out. She doesn't accept. But I keep trying.
About a month later, she starts to have more confidence in me.
I invite her out again, this time to a friend's party. She doesn't agree.
So I start getting annoyed with myself.
Days pass and I go to a gathering some friends are having. It was a barbecue and something else. There were several people there. Well, I almost always went to those meals, parties, and all that.
When I arrive, I enter the house. The party is being held by a friend so I know the whole place. I start walking around and saying hi to everyone, and I stay taking something there... While chatting with some guys.
I feel like someone is touching my shoulder. I turn around and am surprised. It was the young lady from social media. She smiled at me and greeted me as if we had known each other for a while.
She stays chatting with me for a bit. She had come with some friends, who I knew. One was the girlfriend of a friend and the other worked where I did.
So that was useful.
Between chatting and chatting, I tell her she's beautiful. She laughs and says thanks.
The night passes and she leaves. Before leaving, she gives me a kiss.
I go crazy.
To describe her, I have to say I gave her an 11 out of 10...
She was better than eating chicken with your hands.
She was petite, about 1.50 meters tall, with light brown eyes, white skin, and red hair.
She had something in particular that drove everyone crazy. A pair of enormous breasts.
Maybe you won't believe it, but that little girl didn't lack height; she made up for it with her breasts.
Because they were really a pair of beautiful melons.
At the party, there were many guys who wanted to turn her around. I wasn't the only one. She had plenty to choose from. But she didn't go out with anyone.
A friend saw me and understood the vibe. He told me to... I'll take care of the translation for you. Here it is:
Cuidara, because that girl was a hot one. She was interested and always chose the most son-of-a-slut types. Fine, she didn't say anything good about me. I know she said it because he's a good friend. But the thing is, I had already gotten used to the idea and wasn't going to stop so easily.
After a week, she writes to me. I get excited (Yes, like a ball) we start chatting. She sends me her phone number for faster contact. I'm already super convinced that she wants to be with me.
I invite her out again. She says yes, but doesn't confirm anything.
After several times reminding her of the proposal, we finally meet at a bar.
I treat her like a queen. She feels comfortable with me. I already had full confidence in her.
I throw indirect hints (Feeling it out to see what's up) she laughs and lets me do it, but only that much. We end the encounter. I'm so turned on that I want to fuck her four ways, but I'm realistic and know it won't be easy. I have a lot of work to do to get what I want.
We connect again now through phones. Almost every day she writes me, or if not, I would. We have so much confidence that she tells me everything. So much so that in one conversation, she lets me know she's a virgin. When I read the message, I almost die. If before I had desires, now that I know this, my desires are doubled or tripled. A beautiful woman with impressive tits and still a virgin? It's like getting to drive a super-luxury car (okm) or something. Winning the most important prize in the world. So you can understand how high the level of heat she provoked was - almost divine.
We continue our friendship. I start giving her gifts. I invite her everywhere. More obvious than ever, it was me. But she only treated me like friend (slut zone of friends!)
She had bipolar moments. One day she'd tell me I'm handsome and the next day not even acknowledge me. She spoke to me like that all the time while playing with me.
I got tired and told her exactly what I wanted. She said no, so I kept waiting. She kept saying no, and we ended up in a sick game where I always lose. (slut mother!)
After some time, I got tired and stopped sending messages. She did the same.
I went on with my things. I know a couple of girls who come well to me, but that's it.
Months passed, and I thought about her, but I wasn't chasing her anymore. I was living my life.
Then she started writing to me again and trying to contact me.
I had found out she had gotten engaged...
But I couldn't help myself from responding again. She told me her relationship went bad. Her boyfriend had pressured her into having sex. I comforted her through messages, and we ended up talking about it. In the end, I tried to be a gentleman but couldn't stop thinking about how she lost her virginity...
I tried to conquer her again. I succeeded, and she became my friend with benefits. We had relationships. She's an Aries, and I'm a Taurus. For those who don't understand that, I can say that both signs burn in hell during sex.
She sucked me so well that I came all the time. I had the idea of finishing her off on her huge tits and did just that.
On the other hand, she was a woman who liked taking control. Anyone who knows someone born under Aries knows they're dominant and always take charge. While we were having sex, I mounted her tasty. I loved her, and she loved me (sexually).
We had several weeks of sex. You can imagine my obsession with her huge tits. It was something that didn't happen often. Finding a cutie with really huge tits is rare. She had control over me because of that. I was her slave!
Because of those tits, I was a dominated little boy (And who isn't?)
But she never loved me; that's the truth. She only used me for a while to make the guy who supposedly treated her badly jealous. When she got in touch with him, she just left me.
Then she They said the guy she was following so much was a politician secretary of unknown thing.... So that's it, I ended up exactly what my friend told me about the big-breasted girl, that I should be careful because she was interested and always chose the most son of a slut... The good part of the story is that I achieved my goal which was to get off with the big-breasted girl... Well people, hope you like the story. For those who like stories, they can follow my posts. Thanks!!!
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