Years ago, I was studying law at the UNS... a succession of failures made me rethink whether to continue with that career or dedicate myself to something else. So after having studied almost three years, and a two-year hiatus in the middle, and after a deep reflection, I finally decided to change careers and venture into what I really felt passionate about. (I won't mention the career, just say it's a humanistic one, and since there are few, I'll change the name of the lady in question!)
Well, the thing is that I'm going to the first meeting that this career I had chosen was organizing for new arrivals, back in February, and honestly, I felt like a fish out of water... clear, the thing is that I already had my 30 years old, and I found myself in the middle of all a group ofgirls who had just graduated from high school to join the university life. And there, in the middle of that group of girls, I saw her, whom I defined in that same instant as beautiful! Really beautiful! A marble face, very pale skin, with a mouth of thick lips to fall in love, eternal smile drawn, huge green eyes, and long, lanky black hair, tall, maybe 1.75 meters, and a precious body, but leaning towards being plump. It's an obviousness that I fell in love with this monument to the 18-year-old girl! . . . During the 40 minutes that the lecture with the Department's Edecán lasted, I couldn't stop looking at her. She didn't look at me once for my disappointment! To make it more graphic, she is identical to model Veronica Radke, but with a body more like Aria Giovanni in her 30s.
I arrive in March and start the cursado of the three subjects of the quadrimester, and there I found her again... with the exception that we sat on opposite sides. I was always one of those diligent students, so I sat upfront, while she sat at the back, where she had already made her group of friends!
The quarters were going by and I noticed that this girl, whom I'll call Andrea, was dating the group's clown. On the other hand, I'll clarify that I was in a relationship at this moment in my life, so let's be honest, I looked at Andrea with admiring eyes typical of a man who feels attracted to a beautiful woman, and besides we didn't have any common ground to say we were meant to chat. Simply each one lived their own world and reality.
In 2001 I was absent from the country for a year's term, so when I returned to Argentina and my normal life, and reintegrated into university life, I found that all those who had enrolled with me were still there, at the same level. There had been a problem with a subject that couldn't be taught due to the titular of the chair's illness, so everyone lost the quarter and therefore the correlation. That's how I reencounter Andrea, with whom we chat for the first time in a couple of opportunities. As for the end of the quarter, I did badly in the two subjects I was taking, so I lost another quarter, and there it is, finally losing the group with whom I had enrolled.
The next semester, I didn't touch anything related to studies, as I was debuting with my new girlfriend so I only dedicated myself to taking it easy and a lot.http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/2181525/Marta-y-el-dia-de-San-Valentin.html. ... I re-enroll in August at the university and sign up again for the two subjects I had lost the previous year. New...companions, I started with another motivation. In the meantime, I had some changes in my life... I had bought my apartment and moved in alone, among other things, and my girlfriend from the first semester had already disappeared!
The thing is that one afternoon I'm going to the uni to attend class, and since I had arrived early, I sat down in a
chair in a hallway to read material that had been given to me to prepare for a partial, and so I had time to enter the class... I was engrossed in reading when I hear a very cheerful and sweet voice saying, STUDENT; YOU SHOULD ALREADY BE AT THE UNIVERSITY WITH THE READ MATERIAL!. . . To my total surprise, it was Andrea! Say total because never in my reputation life would have occurred to me that this girl would be directing the word at me! We started chatting quickly, seeing how we were doing in our respective courses. ... chat goes and chat comes, after half an hour the classes had started respectively, and we were the two alone in the hallway, so I said let's go get something at MAXWELL, and soon we were there taking a coffee and chatting about life in general... . . . ended up accompanying her to the bus stop with the promise of seeing each other soon or calling.
What a surprise I had the next afternoon at 8 pm, as it was after what I told you, the porter rang and a sweet voice responded: ANDREA! ... And so, for a week, whenever I left the uni, I'd pass by my department and we'd chat, she'd stay until night... and that's all. After this week, one Friday evening I called her and invited her to grab something, she accepted, and it was a big surprise when I went to pick her up in my car at Ingeniero White! (I mean, I wouldn't think I wouldn't do this gesture?). And so at a café in the center, having a Coke, I confessed that I liked her... ... As if everything had ended there, three days later, while I was at my department, suddenly we were both lying on my bed chatting... when without saying a word, I gave her a kiss, timid at first, exploratory, and soon it turned into a super passionate kiss... ... but nothing... this babe was begging!!!
Until finally one night, two or three days after our first kisses, she stayed overnight at my apartment... ... And we had a beautiful, very sensual moment... Darkness, only the streetlight that entered through the curtains... ... many kisses, many caresses, my hands tracing those curves and my mouth savoring those lips... ... soon we were both completely naked under the sheets... ... and there she asks me the million-dollar question... ... TENES small tits? Ha ha ha... I felt desperation creeping in because I'm not used to (normally always had partners or girlfriends relatively stable, so I started rummaging through my house, and here I found some condoms left by my friends from Grl Roca (see http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/2181527/Visitas-desde-General-Roca.html) so soon I'll cover her up and penetrate! ... It was, because it was the first time, a weird orgasm... half like forced, like faked... I don't know how to explain it... I didn't feel comfortable!
As we were getting to know each other, and especially as we were letting go, the scenery changed! This beautiful babe loved playing, so she'd grab me in the bathroom, under the shower, loved it when I came on the counter, or else she'd sit me down on a chair and ride me there, giving me terrible fucks!. Honestly, I had more desire to fuck than to live!!!
Three things to keep in mind... He didn't like it when I sucked his pussy. I tried several times and there was no case, he wouldn't let me. Never left me clear if he didn't like it or didn't like how I did it.
Second consideration... despite using condoms I never let him come inside.. . . condition sine qua non was that I had to make him come outside,. . . so I soon managed to get it done at the moment of cum, which I would suck, . . . and thus I achieved some of the most beautiful orgasms, since not only did he make me cum with his mouth, but also... HE WOULD TAKE IT ALL!!!!
Third consideration... One day discovered in my extensive record collection that I have several records of Tchaikovsky... so we inevitably ended up getting with 1812 and the Slavic March... (If you who read like classical music, recommend Tchaikovsky to get...)
Finally, I let her get caught without a condom once... and it was the last regrettable one... she wasn't behaving well, walking with her knees bent, didn't want anyone at university to know about us, and I was getting hooked badly... and since the girl liked playing with me, I ditched her... I don't like being locked up... few times I opened my heart, and if I do when you lock me up, you're screwed!...
So and all, when looking back, or listening to Piotr, I can't help but remember the nice ejaculations in my bachelor apartment with Andrea!
Thanksporeagues for being!!!
Well, the thing is that I'm going to the first meeting that this career I had chosen was organizing for new arrivals, back in February, and honestly, I felt like a fish out of water... clear, the thing is that I already had my 30 years old, and I found myself in the middle of all a group ofgirls who had just graduated from high school to join the university life. And there, in the middle of that group of girls, I saw her, whom I defined in that same instant as beautiful! Really beautiful! A marble face, very pale skin, with a mouth of thick lips to fall in love, eternal smile drawn, huge green eyes, and long, lanky black hair, tall, maybe 1.75 meters, and a precious body, but leaning towards being plump. It's an obviousness that I fell in love with this monument to the 18-year-old girl! . . . During the 40 minutes that the lecture with the Department's Edecán lasted, I couldn't stop looking at her. She didn't look at me once for my disappointment! To make it more graphic, she is identical to model Veronica Radke, but with a body more like Aria Giovanni in her 30s.
I arrive in March and start the cursado of the three subjects of the quadrimester, and there I found her again... with the exception that we sat on opposite sides. I was always one of those diligent students, so I sat upfront, while she sat at the back, where she had already made her group of friends!
The quarters were going by and I noticed that this girl, whom I'll call Andrea, was dating the group's clown. On the other hand, I'll clarify that I was in a relationship at this moment in my life, so let's be honest, I looked at Andrea with admiring eyes typical of a man who feels attracted to a beautiful woman, and besides we didn't have any common ground to say we were meant to chat. Simply each one lived their own world and reality.
In 2001 I was absent from the country for a year's term, so when I returned to Argentina and my normal life, and reintegrated into university life, I found that all those who had enrolled with me were still there, at the same level. There had been a problem with a subject that couldn't be taught due to the titular of the chair's illness, so everyone lost the quarter and therefore the correlation. That's how I reencounter Andrea, with whom we chat for the first time in a couple of opportunities. As for the end of the quarter, I did badly in the two subjects I was taking, so I lost another quarter, and there it is, finally losing the group with whom I had enrolled.
The next semester, I didn't touch anything related to studies, as I was debuting with my new girlfriend so I only dedicated myself to taking it easy and a lot.http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/2181525/Marta-y-el-dia-de-San-Valentin.html. ... I re-enroll in August at the university and sign up again for the two subjects I had lost the previous year. New...companions, I started with another motivation. In the meantime, I had some changes in my life... I had bought my apartment and moved in alone, among other things, and my girlfriend from the first semester had already disappeared!
The thing is that one afternoon I'm going to the uni to attend class, and since I had arrived early, I sat down in a
chair in a hallway to read material that had been given to me to prepare for a partial, and so I had time to enter the class... I was engrossed in reading when I hear a very cheerful and sweet voice saying, STUDENT; YOU SHOULD ALREADY BE AT THE UNIVERSITY WITH THE READ MATERIAL!. . . To my total surprise, it was Andrea! Say total because never in my reputation life would have occurred to me that this girl would be directing the word at me! We started chatting quickly, seeing how we were doing in our respective courses. ... chat goes and chat comes, after half an hour the classes had started respectively, and we were the two alone in the hallway, so I said let's go get something at MAXWELL, and soon we were there taking a coffee and chatting about life in general... . . . ended up accompanying her to the bus stop with the promise of seeing each other soon or calling.
What a surprise I had the next afternoon at 8 pm, as it was after what I told you, the porter rang and a sweet voice responded: ANDREA! ... And so, for a week, whenever I left the uni, I'd pass by my department and we'd chat, she'd stay until night... and that's all. After this week, one Friday evening I called her and invited her to grab something, she accepted, and it was a big surprise when I went to pick her up in my car at Ingeniero White! (I mean, I wouldn't think I wouldn't do this gesture?). And so at a café in the center, having a Coke, I confessed that I liked her... ... As if everything had ended there, three days later, while I was at my department, suddenly we were both lying on my bed chatting... when without saying a word, I gave her a kiss, timid at first, exploratory, and soon it turned into a super passionate kiss... ... but nothing... this babe was begging!!!
Until finally one night, two or three days after our first kisses, she stayed overnight at my apartment... ... And we had a beautiful, very sensual moment... Darkness, only the streetlight that entered through the curtains... ... many kisses, many caresses, my hands tracing those curves and my mouth savoring those lips... ... soon we were both completely naked under the sheets... ... and there she asks me the million-dollar question... ... TENES small tits? Ha ha ha... I felt desperation creeping in because I'm not used to (normally always had partners or girlfriends relatively stable, so I started rummaging through my house, and here I found some condoms left by my friends from Grl Roca (see http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/2181527/Visitas-desde-General-Roca.html) so soon I'll cover her up and penetrate! ... It was, because it was the first time, a weird orgasm... half like forced, like faked... I don't know how to explain it... I didn't feel comfortable!
As we were getting to know each other, and especially as we were letting go, the scenery changed! This beautiful babe loved playing, so she'd grab me in the bathroom, under the shower, loved it when I came on the counter, or else she'd sit me down on a chair and ride me there, giving me terrible fucks!. Honestly, I had more desire to fuck than to live!!!
Three things to keep in mind... He didn't like it when I sucked his pussy. I tried several times and there was no case, he wouldn't let me. Never left me clear if he didn't like it or didn't like how I did it.
Second consideration... despite using condoms I never let him come inside.. . . condition sine qua non was that I had to make him come outside,. . . so I soon managed to get it done at the moment of cum, which I would suck, . . . and thus I achieved some of the most beautiful orgasms, since not only did he make me cum with his mouth, but also... HE WOULD TAKE IT ALL!!!!
Third consideration... One day discovered in my extensive record collection that I have several records of Tchaikovsky... so we inevitably ended up getting with 1812 and the Slavic March... (If you who read like classical music, recommend Tchaikovsky to get...)
Finally, I let her get caught without a condom once... and it was the last regrettable one... she wasn't behaving well, walking with her knees bent, didn't want anyone at university to know about us, and I was getting hooked badly... and since the girl liked playing with me, I ditched her... I don't like being locked up... few times I opened my heart, and if I do when you lock me up, you're screwed!...
So and all, when looking back, or listening to Piotr, I can't help but remember the nice ejaculations in my bachelor apartment with Andrea!
Thanksporeagues for being!!!
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