ANNA:
I opened my eyes with overwhelming tranquility, even looking at the ceiling of the room I could feel like Pere was still sleeping peacefully beside me. My head was resting on his arm and I realized I was leaning towards him, and as I slowly woke up I became aware of more details. I sat up slightly moving away from my cousin and even with a blank mind I still couldn't understand what had happened.
What was I doing in bed with my cousin? Why were we naked? I remembered everything that had happened but couldn't comprehend why I did it all. The reasoning I followed for the measurement contest and then going to bed with my cousin seemed like twisted, chaotic logic with no sense at all.
I wanted to die or at least be able to change the past, but that wasn't possible... What was I going to do from that moment on?
I had to go to the bathroom but didn't dare to get out because outside Antón and Julio would be there, I was sure they had heard me and would want to join in too, I didn't feel strong enough to simply reject them or give them explanations of why I didn't want to.
I brought my hands to my head and collapsed onto the bed again, all this happened because I let myself get carried away by the heat. At that moment I wasn't thinking about consequences, only pleasure. I had been totally uninhibited!
I remembered how angry I was when I found out what Rafa did with that woman... Had it had something to do with those decisions or would he have done it anyway? I wanted to think not.
The flow of my thoughts had become cold and calm, at that moment I wouldn't let myself be carried away by emotions, in fact thinking about having sex again made me feel bad, I didn't want it or desire it.
I searched Pere's gaze and started shaking him gently with the intention of waking him up.
— Pet... Pere... ¡Pet! —I shook him more nervously until it was almost like pushing him From one side to the other until he opened his eyes, confused, mumbling with a thread of saliva hanging from his mouth.
— Eh? What? Why?
He stood up, stiffening from the waist up, still confused and not understanding, rubbed his eyes and looked at me; he was completely soaked in sweat.
What's going on, Anny? Why are you waking me up like this?
— What have we done?
I asked, hurt as if he could give a different answer to the one I knew.
— We've screwed, haven't we?
I brought my hand to my forehead.
— Come on, Anny. It's not that bad... Did I do it so badly? I thought you liked it...
— No, it's not that! You're an idiot!
— Do you regret it?
— A lot, you have no idea
I was practically screaming hysterically, paying him back but the guilt was all mine and only mine for consenting to it.
— Okay! Okay! Don't kill me, eh...
— Sorry... I'm very angry with myself and need... to let off steam.
— Come...
He said, making a gesture of embracing me.
I pushed him away roughly, not wanting anyone to touch me. I felt outraged... How could I have been so stupid? I wanted to hit myself and make my body feel all the pain that my mind was feeling, all that helplessness for being unable to do anything.
— Pet... Not now... I don't want anyone to touch me, okay? Don't take it personally...
— Calm down, I understand...
— It's not because of you! If only you had been you, I would be fine with just talking about it with you but... And Julio and Antón? What happened on the beach, what happened with the measurements... And they must have heard us!
— Do you want me to talk to them?
— No!
I exclaimed, trying not to raise my voice.
— I'm the one responsible for all this and I need to solve it myself. Just... I need you not to physically suffocate me and don't take certain liberties... Okay?
Pere looked at me with an impassive face and murmured:
— Calm down, I know it was just a screw that suddenly arose and you don't want it to happen again. You're my cousin, I know you. Despite it hurting me that it sounded like that, I felt a lot better when you understood. Thinking clearly, I didn't want to be a jerk, the problem was when I got as turned on as I did yesterday. — N…I need your help with something... —I asked, confiding in him everything I couldn't do myself. — What? — If you see my head going crazy like it did this afternoon... Prevent me from doing anything stupid, because later I'll regret it a lot. — With Julio and Antón too? —he asked innocently, I had the feeling that he had misinterpreted my explanation and thought I only regretted what happened with him, so I preferred to clarify now that I could. — Especially with those two and, please... If you can avoid it, don't acknowledge what we've done, even if they already know, I'd rather make it seem like they have no knowledge about this... Pere gave me a kiss on the forehead, I let him do it... Why not? — I really enjoyed what happened in this room, but also know that I don't like you and it was just the heat of the moment. Don't worry about me, okay? Although... I can't promise you won't try to repeat it in the future with me, since I really liked it and could have become addicted... Owwww, what a silly thing... I thought. — Thanks, that's already been said. We'll talk more about this later, I'm not prepared to talk about this with anyone, especially not you, I'm confused and angry with myself... What was left of the weekend could be summed up in obvious lies, that is. The three of us knew what had happened, but the four of us acted like nothing had happened. Often Julio would take excessive liberties by touching me at every opportunity, luckily or Pere would help me subtly, or I'd manage to escape from him and Antón with any excuse. When Sunday afternoon arrived, they both gave up. I suppose they understood that I didn't want anything, so they stopped bothering me and behaved incredibly well: Making jokes; creating a good atmosphere; not getting too close... I knew they hadn't given up and were planning something. Luckily, during the escape to that campsite, they didn't try anything again.
Pere was already another topic, he distanced himself from me throughout the following week. It hurt a lot because it was one of the people with whom I had most contact... Until then.
I had planned to talk to him and, if necessary, give him some space. I didn't want to lose him or Julio either. They were two of my four pillars that held me up, something I couldn't say about Antón. I also loved him a lot as a friend, but he wasn't someone irreplaceable since at the time I had known him for about a year and his personality with palpable malice sometimes turned me off. He wasn't the most annoying friend I had, but if not one of the ones I liked less.
The problem was that I had always been faithful to Rafa, never having needed others sexually, but it seemed like things were changing. Three months ago, what happened in the caravan would have happened, I was very confused at the time because despite regretting it, I also enjoyed it.
I didn't want to be alone, I didn't want to lose Julio or Pere... What would I do if they drifted away from me?JulioAfter what happened in Pere's room between him and his cousin, Anton and I couldn't get close to Anna because her heat had dissipated after the flirting. If we add that Pere wasn't leaving her alone, there was no possibility, and when we saw each other, you could feel the tension in the air. Despite the jokes, my friend's desire and mine were too strong. Anyway, the weekend passed without incidents except for isolated situations where I tried to grope her and look for that complicity she had shown on the beach or at the contest, but she intelligently managed to avoid conflicts without openly rejecting us. At least she didn't reject us, she acted dumb as if she thought we hadn't heard her moans and the noise they made in the caravan room, although she and Pere knew it was impossible that we hadn't heard them.
Last night we went back to our usual lives, and everything has supposedly returned to normal. Anna and Pere are still like nothing happened between them, and even though I know he won't give up on forgetting, I also know she will if she wants to.
I'm sorry, Ann. I won't stop until you end up in my bed I thought with determination from the comfort of my bed, forcing myself not to masturbate, reserving myself for that moment which I was convinced wouldn't take long to arrive. I don't think I'll give up, and if we end badly because of it, at least I'll know it couldn't have been any other way
The truth is, I didn't care about losing her as a friend; the prize was too great. And it's that a woman like that doesn't come easily: Big breasts; round hips; angelic beauties... However, a woman like that who isn't full of herself and is humble is difficult to find. If I had to risk our friendship to get her, even though it would hurt me, I'd do it without hesitation because sleeping with her was already an obsession for me.Anna
I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened that weekend. What had I done? I had masturbated the three of them and slept with my cousin, letting myself be carried away by irrationality, lust, and momentary egoism. While I was with that guy, I didn't care about the consequences, from Julio's foolishness on the beach to the measurement contest, added to what happened later in the room with my cousin.
I'd like to say I regret it, and I did, but it's not like that anymore. I enjoyed it like a condemned woman, every second of seduction, foolishness, and indecent caresses made me feel alive.
I had lived my life as a nun facing others, and only liberated myself with my partner, at that moment I was no longer with Rafa and it wasn't sure if we would get back together because even if we gave ourselves time, it didn't mean we had broken up... He had been unfaithful to me and of course, I to him too!
I had just discovered a luxurious and indecent world where I didn't have to repress my needs. The thrill of making myself tight and sometimes innocent was something I had never experienced before, although part of me resisted that liberation of my sexuality.
I knew very well that Julio and Antón hadn't forgiven me for leaving them like that, but I had a conflict of interests, since I regretted having gotten to that point and at the same time I enjoyed making them suffer in that way.
Maybe I was playing with fire, and they were surely exploding like a volcano when this passed, although I would never recognize it, that idea made my blood boil and my will transform into little more than an aspirin in a glass of water, whose effervescence causes the rapid and almost immediate dissolution of this.
I was willing to go back with Rafa despite being angry with him, but after tasting indecency and what's forbidden, I had begun to fall into the abyss of perversion.JulioThere had been a week since we returned to our homes, the situation had become somewhat tense and we weren't talking about what happened, it was a taboo topic.
I still hadn't given up and I had planned to set a trap for Ann so that she would hopefully give me a good excuse to be alone.
At that moment, I was lying on my bed with my phone in my hands and her number selected ready to make the call. It took me a few seconds to realize I had been staring blankly into space for a while, when initially I intended to outline a mental plan and all I was really doing was wasting time.
I decided to put aside following a plan and improvise on the fly, hoping that everything would turn out well. Anna took a few seconds to answer, but when she did it was with an animated and carefree tone.
— Less good that you're calling! I thought you'd be angry — exclaimed Anna, skipping the usual greeting protocol.
— Me? Angry? Why would I be? —I asked confused, not expecting this—
The silence became long and intense, making me impatient to know what she was referring to when precisely the problem was the lack of conflict.
— I don't know, you've seemed distant since the caravan, and I thought you were upset about something — confessed my friend, giving me the opportunity to talk about what happened at the caravan, although it wouldn't be me who would speak about it, for me that was past and I wanted to focus on the immediate future.
— But what are you saying?! I've just been busy with work, but now I'm calling to get together.
— Ah, is that so? — asked with an evident tone of surprise—. Are you avoiding me for a week, talking nonsense and wanting to get together suddenly? — interrogated, presumably seeking my hidden intentions. I ended up making myself look silly.
-- It's not that new, I had been wanting to go to the cinema to see a movie for a long time and well, I was going to propose it now.
-- Oh, it seems great. I'll tell Anton and Pere if they want to come -- declared with total naivety, unfortunately for my plans--
-- Doesn't bother you, right? -- asked with a hint of irony, Was she doing it so as not to go alone with me? My fault for not foreseeing that Anna could come up with this--
If it bothers you, tell me and I won't say anything...
What a bore... With that proposal, she was protecting her back and at the same time preventing me from setting a trap, everything depended on whether I was able to recognize that I wanted to go alone with her or maintain my posture of pride and keep going.
-- No, it's fine. As long as you come, it's okay -- lied, infusing each word with a tone of disappointment in the hope she would notice and back down.
-- Great! Then I'll talk to them to see what day we can go --
Ugh... I mentally complained while she gloated over her victory--
What movie did you want to see?
-- The Exodus one -- commented with determination, if only I wasn't going to eat crow at least I'd see a movie I liked.
-- What a coincidence, I also wanted to see it!
-- Well, we'll let you know when we're free --
I gave up, making her understand that I had no voice or vote.
-- I'll call you later to confirm what time works for these two.
-- See you later -- said as dryly as possible, hanging up.
I knew she hadn't done anything to deserve it, but since the caravan incident nothing went well with her.
I threw my phone onto the bed and went to shower. When I got back, there were already two missed calls from her. I didn't waste any time and when I realized it, my phone was stuck to my ear with the ringtone signaling that the call was being made.
-- The gentleman is pleased to answer... -- said Anna, reprimanding me for not being attentive in case she called back--
Pere wants to come but he doesn't have money. For the cinema, and it's that they're more than 7 euros for the entrance. Antón doesn't want to go to the cinema, he says he'd rather spend that money on kebabs.
Vaya vaya I said to myself recovering my hope, but I had to maintain my image and not recognize that I was glad we could go alone.
If you want... Do we wait until we can all three go? I asked pretending a false interest in Pere being able to come.
Oh, no. It's the same, let's just go you and me, if deep down I knew that you wouldn't be happy about proposing those two come she confessed making me understand her twisted logic of making me suffer.
Why...? I said asking something whose answer I already knew.
To bother you a bit, but to tell the truth it doesn't matter to me going alone with you. We're not going to do anything weird, we're just going to the cinema to see a movie.
Of course, we're just going to the cinema I assured following her game, although I couldn't understand why she had invited those two, since it seemed to me that she also wanted us to go alone, a question whose answer I would never get.
Julio, let's go tomorrow. Is that okay? Why should we delay? she proposed with evident impatience.
I thought about it and it could be good to make her wait to impatient her, or maybe that wouldn't be good and the best was to catch her off guard.
I ended up opting not to let the food get cold.
Tomorrow is perfect for me. Is that okay at 3 pm? I asked already merely out of obligation.
No, it would be better if we go to the late show. Around 8 or 10 pm...
It was clear that I wanted to meet early and she wanted to prolong it more, although it's also true that between the crisis and the price imposed by the government were a bad combination for filling the halls. If you add that hour on a working day like that, a Tuesday night, promised an almost empty hall.
Alright! I agreed. Shall we meet at the central park in the plaza around 7:30 pm then? And arrange something with... Little, don't come as careless as you always do. -- Fool!... And okay. --Anna was laughing at me, hanging up.Anna
I felt like I was inside a chrysalis in constant change, the more time I had to think the more loops I gave to: Why not? You don't value something until you lose it or until you get it after never having had it. In my case, it was the second one and, well, I never had that tingling sensation in the stomach caused by an indirect date, the thrill of knowing something had to happen with the excuse of doing something else. I knew Julio was going to touch me, desire me... And I wasn't going to let him get away from there. That desire, that attraction I felt for myself was something that filled my entire abdominal area with shivers. I got so excited thinking about being desired, feeling like bait and disappearing at the moment when the prey is about to bite the hook, leaving it wanting more.
Since I started feeling like a woman, I had never been as liberated as now because I felt submissive to those moralities: pleasure only with your partner, having pleasure with other men you're not committed to is fresh and trashy. I didn't want to sleep with Julio, he was my best friend and almost like a brother, but I couldn't deny that I enjoyed making him feel bad in that sense. I felt very confident in myself and knew he wouldn't get anything no matter how hard he tried.
How would he approach me? What excuses would he use to touch me? How would he avoid my rejections when he marked the line that shouldn't be crossed? I had been waiting for hours to find out the answers to those questions, and there were two hours left before he came down to the street and headed to the meeting point.
I had lived my life resigning myself, seeing how men hooked up with many and were called champions while we had to keep our forms, although we weren't penalized or repudiated. A woman who intimate with many men, whether in small or large circles, was left with that reputation. Why couldn't I do it without fear of being Criticized too? Of course I could have, and I was going to. Maybe it was just a transitory state of anger against Rafa, my ex, who had asked for time and gone with some tramp. And what really got me upset wasn't that, but rather him, the jealous one in the relationship, the distrustful one who couldn't stand infidelities, the one who had hooked up with someone else...
Maybe I was just turning into that as a way of revenge against Rafa and all men, I wanted to make them suffer sexually. After a hot shower and brushing my hair, I hurried to the closet to choose some clothes, looking for something that would provoke, not intending to hold back and thinking of attacking with all the artillery at my disposal.
Julio: look but don't touch; touch but don't taste; try but don't savor... I thought, enjoying the feeling of power I had over him and how I was going to take him where I wanted. I grabbed a red passion bra and a black top with suspenders that would make for a good cleavage, hesitated for a bit about whether to wear leggings or shorts, but intended to give him an easy time until I decided he'd played enough and left him hanging. The leggings would allow me to notice any rubbing, so I decided to skip the underwear, which was already uncomfortable but very liberating and exciting.
I wasn't going to get dressed up, although I did plan on putting on some perfume.
And that's because I felt very... slutty, since I intended to have a good time at his expense. What was wrong with letting myself go a bit? Everything was ready to meet Julio and go to the movie session, the film looked interesting. Why? The risk of losing control at any moment, with pleasure as the only consequence, is a very exciting feeling; my heart was pounding so hard I could hear it, even though I intended to be silly and let myself get seduced by that womanizer who had me as a friend, I was convinced that... I was going to maintain control of the situation at all times, but that probability of losing and Julio taking control... That consented abuse and domination, was what consumed my resistance from inside. I had it clear that I didn't want to give in to him, nor did I want to do anything with him, and it was something I repeated to myself throughout the entire trip since I left home until I had him sitting in front of me on a bench, saw how he got up from the bench smiling and gave me two kisses, began the afternoon... My afternoon.JulioWhen I saw her walking towards me and planting two kisses on my cheekbones, with that dark blouse so tightly fitted, marking an cleavage where almost you could read a sign that said: “Eat me, touch me, feel me”. And it's because when I smelled that sweet and tempting perfume, my mind went blank and my body literally burned in flames. I didn't recognize the young woman standing in front of me. Was this the Anna I knew since childhood? That shy and innocent girl from a good family had sacrificed herself to transform into that sinful woman. A brunette who represented the apple in the Garden of Eden, the ideal lake in the oasis in the middle of the desert for a parched traveler... Her mere existence seemed to want to convey one message: “Nothing prevents you from possessing me”. Then I understood she wanted to play strong, she had grown tired of playing fair and being good. —You look different, Ann —I said looking at her without cutting myself off from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top—. I like the change. —Do you really? —she replied with a tone of distrust, her voice remained very innocent; while we walked towards the shopping mall that was located on the outskirts of the city—. I grabbed whatever I found in the closet and came here... What's wrong with that? I've always been like this. —Well, more than because of the clothes you're wearing, I'd say you look fresher. —Oh, forgive me, sir, for not putting on a coat or a burka —she joked with a certain dramatic touch in her theatrical interpretation—. —I prefer you with a coat —I lied trying to stay serious—. —You're screwed —she said ending the discussion by pulling my tongue out, that was the real Anna. —But since you brought it up... —I began to say, hoping to get to a hot topic—. That's war clothes, isn't it? —If you refer to wearing clothes so people can look at me, yes. It is —she confessed raising an eyebrow while looking at me and making a face—. If I were to wear this kind of clothing Going alone, they wouldn't stop looking at me or even guys like you would jump on me thinking I was desperate... But I'm with you, that's why I'm a little liberated and protected.
I thought it had been forgotten to say that the main reason she put herself in such an attractive way was to feel desired above all by me, and I was sure that if she tried something, she would let herself be. What was she planning? Was everything going to be so easy? I was already mentally prepared not to give up and had to insist until she did, but it seemed like she was already cooked and ready to eat.
— Ann, calm down, you can trust me, I'll be your bodyguard... —I promised, although I didn't refer to what I meant by 'bodyguard' in reality.
— My hero! —she exclaimed with evident sarcasm.
— I'm serious! —I said, raising my voice annoyed, I didn't like it when she didn't believe me.
She raised her hand with a conciliatory gesture and put on a sympathetic expression while saying:
— I don't doubt that you'll protect me from others, but if a bodyguard must... Protect anyone? Will you kick yourself in the ass if you try something? —Anna asked finally getting to the topic we both certainly sought.
I thought about it well, I didn't want to lie but neither did I want to declare my intentions openly.
— Let's say I won't enter you like one of these guys.
Anna began to laugh at hearing that affirmation.
— Do we bet something? After what happened in the caravan, I wouldn't be surprised if you tried something.
The conversation was deviating from what I had planned to talk about, again it wasn't going as I wanted, I had to be careful not to recognize anything but also not to commit to not doing something. I had to be subtle and take things literally.
— What happened in the caravan was just entertainment between friends, there's trust. Right? But I promise you, if you stay calm down, I won't... throw the cane like a desperate one.
— That means nothing, you have to promise that you won't touch me —Complained Anna, proposing with malice.
I showed my discontent with her demand, I had to correct the situation at that very moment.
— I can't promise you something I'm not going to do... I can't promise you I won't touch you, simply I promise you this afternoon I won't do anything you don't want.
— Hmm —sonorized Anna, showing she was thinking about it—. Fine, remember that you promised not to do anything I don't want today.
— I didn't say that...
— You did! —she exclaimed, raising her finger totally seriously, and used the same finger to warn me—. And you promised, and you're a man of your word.
— I promised... What will you give me in return if I fulfill my promise not to do anything you don't want? —I asked trying to get something in return.
— I have nothing to give you —Anna complained, making a face, just then a group of young people whistled at Anna and threw her compliments that referred to her ass and cleavage, she ignored them—
But if you behave well and respect my desires, maybe another day will fulfill one of your desires —she affirmed winking at me, stopped in her tracks and looked at me, emphasizing her past affirmation—. Maybe... Perhaps! Maybe!
— How do you handle being single? —I asked with the intention of redirecting the conversation topic to her sexuality, for me it was necessary to know if she was horny lost, although she might not be telling me but if I could understand it I wouldn't need to be so subtle as I had planned and launch myself more boldly in the course of this afternoon.
— I don't want to talk about that.
Shit.
— Relax, I just wanted to know if you were okay.
— No, I'm not Julio. I don't want to think about Rafa or that we're not together, simply... Simply I want...
— What do you want? —I asked inquisitive.
— Freedom, I want not to repress myself. And don't think badly, guarro. I'm talking about enjoying this solitude.
-- I'm not a bad thinker, I'm just a pervert. So I don't think badly... And that's not something you enjoy in solitude.
-- Of course you can enjoy solitude, and I already know you're a pervert, so you've misunderstood me -- insisted, trying to take the lead in the discussion. The shopping center was already visible in the distance, about five minutes' walk away, and I wanted to talk about that topic.
I bit my tongue with anxiety, because if I went as horny and eager not to repress myself, I wouldn't have to wait too long. On the other hand, if I really wanted to be alone, pushing her would only make things go wrong, one wrong step and it could all end very badly, and to decide whether to push or not I had to get more information.
-- Nobody enjoys solitude, Ann. Few choose solitude, but nobody can bear it. That's the only reality. And especially you who are a nymphomaniac -- I said bombarding the sexual theme! Oh my subtlety!
Anna started laughing while pushing me, at least she didn't deny it corporally.
-- I'm not a nymphomaniac, and I'd be perfectly alone... I don't need men to satisfy my needs -- confessed with determination, and I believed her about the nymphomania, but not the other thing.
-- What happened in the caravan contradicts your statement, you need cock if you want or not, recognize it.
-- Julio, I have a lot of confidence in you, but I don't want to talk about that with you.
-- Why? -- I asked annoyed... It wasn't so shy for me to measure my cock at the weekend camping!
-- Well, because you're a very intimate friend and it's a topic I don't discuss with anyone.
I looked at her badly, directly.
-- Anna, that's why you'll have to talk about it with someone.
-- It's fine? Do you want me to say it? If I needed cock -- said entering my territory, mocking the word between quotation marks -- I'd screw a stranger to relieve myself, which couldn't find me afterwards, already done, that simplifies things a lot. And what happened in the caravan was that it was bad because of Rafa, had to pass at some point, was a ticking time bomb, surprised me and with you guys, but it won't happen again.
— I like how you're so decisive!
— Why not? —asked, showing an ear-to-ear smile— Anyway, I have much more self-control than men do, if you need something, you cling to a woman like a pyromaniac to a lighter. I, on the other hand... —said, making a small pause, probably thinking about what she was saying and not wanting to be misunderstood— ...I don't get undressed in the same way, I can keep my head cool always...
She glared at me for not recognizing that it was a lie.
— Liar...
— ...except when I'm out of control like the other day.
— That's the opposite of having self-control, I don't know how you see it.
Just then we entered the hall and went to rent our tickets, there were 15 minutes left until the movie started, 8 for the ads.
We approached the ticket counter, which was empty except for a worker sweating profusely.
— What's up, is it hot? It'll be cooler inside. Which movie do you want to see? —asked the woman with sympathy.
— Two tickets for Exodus —I asked carelessly— For the current showing.
— Okay —she said, taking the tickets from a machine I didn't get to see, handing them over after we paid— Enjoy the movie!
We entered the large hall that preceded the cinema rooms, where we had to hand in our tickets and once inside we could move freely to go to the bathrooms, get snacks...
— Are you going to buy popcorn? —Anna asked me suddenly, and I have to admit it surprised me since I hadn't planned on buying anything.
— Nope... You?
— Yes, I want extra-salted popcorn —declared, nodding and pointing to the stand— Are you sure you don't want anything?
— Nah, I've already brought mine. for a snack I pulled out a bag of churros from my pocket - Although I wasn't referring to snacking on that bag exactly.
When we arrived at the stand, she asked for popcorn, and while it was being served, she called me Antón.
— Hey, Ant. What do you want?
—I wanted to know if you guys would like to eat after the movie.
— Well...
— What do you want? —Anna asked.
— Ant says that if we want to eat something after the movie, he wants us to join him for kebab.
Kebab, he specified.
— Well, I kind of want kebab, but I just spent all my money on snacks at the cinema and popcorn, so I can't afford one, Anna complained, looking up at me with a pleading expression like a abandoned dog that someone would buy her a kebab too.
— You've heard him, he wants it but can't afford it, —I teased in complicity with Antón, and we both laughed at her.
Tell her I'll give you my half and you yours. That way, the three of us will be happy, man, Antón proposed, using our key word at the end to indicate that I should think badly of him—.
Says he... hmm... —I thought about how to say it so it wouldn't sound too bad but could still be misunderstood—. Says if there's no more pasta, I'll give you a piece of mine and one of yours.
Anna looked at me with a pitiful face without saying a word.
— Either that or nothing, —I finished, not giving her the option to complain, it was my ultimatum.
— Joooo, come on... —Anna insisted, continuing to insist on having a kebab for herself alone.
— But if you get full right away and we have to force down both pieces, —I joked, satisfied with the indirect hint I had just launched, which made her laugh.
— I don't think so... I can handle a kebab! —she assured herself, very confident.
— But think about how you'll leave here with the popcorn and Coke-Booty.
She looked at me, thinking about it...
— Fine, then let's force them down if later I don't want to eat them because I'm full, —she requested, patting her stomach while laughing. Always regret it if I finish too quickly.
— Well, Ant knows, two kebabs...
— Of chicken! And with a lot of yogurt sauce, I love it when it drips —Or I was really salty or that statement was impossible to misinterpret, but it was obvious she was playing with our minds. I was ready if I thought this whole thing was going to stay in a simple game of words.
— Ann says she wants the two chicken kebabs and for them to drip yogurt sauce (No spicy), man —I told the phone listener using the key word to misinterpret at the end—. Do we stay at my house? My parents aren't home today.
— Jota, the movie is about to start, we have to go in.
I didn't say anything, Antón confirmed that we would stay at my house while Anna and I entered the hall, which was empty except for a possible couple sitting in the rows closest to the screen. The cinema was huge, had balconies that could be accessed by stairs from where we were, and the cinema was based on two levels: The lower part; and the upper part. The couple was seated in the lower part, so we would do it in the upper part. I couldn't help but think of the similar waste it represented in terms of light, maintenance, and taxes to have so many lights on for four people.
I grabbed Anna's arm, guiding her to the upper level without her making any complaint, we sat down in a corner of the cinema, the darkest and most private one there was, I found it strange that she wasn't putting up a fuss, I was making everything too easy for her and she was being stupid precisely.
—I'm really cold, I didn't know they were going to turn on the air conditioning so strong —she informed as if it were something only she could notice. I would have left her a sweater, but I wasn't wearing anything except my tank top. That complaint already gave me an excuse to hug her, although I would prefer to be more original and work on getting closer.
—Well, you're doing badly —I mocked while mimicking that I didn't feel cold either.
Above all, I saw this situation as a game. I didn't have to come out perfect, just It's morbid. What was the fun in grabbing her and just kissing her? There wasn't any, I wanted to do everything step by step until she got desperate, and I was sure she would comply doing so.
We sat down and immediately the lights went out, she was eating popcorn compulsively, alternating between eating and drinking at a constant rhythm.
I could see her start to shiver, appreciating her goosebumps even with the darkness that enveloped the room, with a whitish light reflected on the screen where the ads were projected.
—Anna, get up for a moment— I asked looking at her, and she didn't question me, just obeyed.
I grabbed her gently by the hips, leading her to my thighs and sitting her down on top of me.
She didn't weigh much at all, and those kinds of mesh were very soft and light, I liked the touch they had.
—Ops!—Anna laughed at my initiative—
Why are you sitting on top of me?
—Because I don't have anything to warm you up and you're shivering—
You're very cold
—she thanked me, a curiosity she hadn't been aware of until that moment—
And you're very warm
—I replied, downplaying the temperature.
The movie started, although I wasn't interested in the feature film, I had paid around seven euros simply to be with Anna, and it was just the beginning.
It didn't take too long for me to crave popcorn, and when I went to get some she hit my knuckles with her palm.
—Hey! Don't touch other people's food—
But I'm hungry...
She turned slightly to look at me with a smileless face.
—I asked if you wanted something to eat and you said you already had something to eat if you got hungry—
And that's true, but I want to eat this—
—I emphasized that signal without indicating specifically what I referred to.—
—Well then don't— You can eat this thing -- she replied, adding the same tone to the word as I did.
Come on, let me eat a few... If you give me your kebab later -- I begged, savoring her malice.
Open your mouth -- she ordered.
I opened my mouth obediently and she tenderly put one single peanut in my mouth, although I was expecting her to give me more. She turned around even more and whispered in my ear.
That will be the only peanut you eat tonight -- she declared, winking at me and smiling with malice.
I savored the peanut slowly and parsimoniously, it was salty and I liked it. How did her mouth know which had eaten hundreds of peanuts like that one?
Well, I'm hungry, you'll see if I get to eat well or badly...
I won't give it to you -- she said, sticking out her tongue comically.
What will you do? Will you take them away from me?
I'll serve myself.
You can't if you don't let me -- she declared, looking back at me again. The cock began to grow between my legs and I was sure she was noticing it. I felt like she was pressing against my crotch with her ass, and without hesitation, she moved her hair away from her neck, grabbed it, and placed it on her right shoulder.
She didn't say anything, didn't react, just kept looking at the movie. I was going to do what I said, I had brought something to snack on at the cinema, I was going to serve myself. I was going to eat her, and with decisive key my teeth without excessive force but showing my intense desire to taste her.
A groan emerged from her throat while she pressed against my torso with her hand, trying to separate me.
Julio, stop -- she asked without too much conviction, with a very sexy tone like an actress in a porn movie. I grabbed her chin and pulled her head back. Depositing her neck on my shoulder and placing my left hand on her left thigh, without touching anything indecent, simply indicating that my hand was there. My teeth and tongue absorbed her neck, moistening her neck with my saliva. Stop! Ahhhh No... -- she exclaimed with some gasps that followed. escaped, this time she complained with more intensity but without showing physical resistance. My right hand inserted itself into the gap between the leggings and shirt and slid under it, caressing her navel. I reminded myself not to touch anything indecent, I had to make her beg for it or at least desire it intensely like I did. The girl grabbed my face as she could, trying to push me away, showing off the little willpower she had. However, I could feel her rubbing, consciously or unconsciously, her ass against my package. — What are you doing?! —she exclaimed with a thread of voice, with a rhythm in her breathing that was obviously altered. — You told me you would serve yourself. — With my peanuts, not with me — she reproached me, although it could be said that she had enjoyed it. — If I give you peanuts, I won't eat you. — I'm not going to give you my peanuts! —she refused decisively. — Then you'll be my peanuts. — No, I want to watch the movie! She refused to be my food. — You don't have to do anything, you just watch the movie and I'll eat you —I said looking at her, while my left hand waited for orders between her thighs and my right hand snaked around her stomach, curiously she didn't even make a move to remove them. Anna looked at me then turned her attention back to the movie, not saying anything and I understood it as if she were giving me permission to continue. This time I didn't bite or kiss her, directing my lips to her left ear and with them robbing the circumference of flesh while listening to her sigh, I allowed myself the luxury of whispering. — In the end, I did well in bringing this to snack on and not those peanuts. — Unlike peanuts, I have no flavor... —she said, impregnating her declaration of modesty. — Then why do I like being eaten so much? —I questioned her while starting to kiss her neck and grabbing her hip to press her against my pants, that escondía una cock eager to make contact with my skin. To my surprise (since I didn't expect her to put it on so easily) she started rubbing against my package, moaning. And for a few minutes we were like that, me devouring her neck with kisses and both of us rubbing ourselves like dogs in heat, until she suddenly got up and went back to her seat, seeing my expression of confusion, smiled and said: — You've eaten enough, now let's watch the movie. — I'm not full —I declared annoyed by the interruption. — But you've eaten. — I want to eat a lot more... Won't you tell me it's over? — I don't want you to get too full, or you won't eat the kebab… —she argued with a mischievous smile. I looked at her badly and with the desire for her to misunderstand and understand perfectly, whispered: — Relax, if I'm not hungry I won't eat the kebab, but I'll give it all to you and if you don't want it I'll put it where it fits. — Jojojojo, aggressive boy! But better, I prefer a half-kebab than two halves —she joked, winking at me. And that's when I understood that from the beginning she had been playing with me, just letting herself go and enjoying the situation, saw that her intentions were to leave me wanting since the beginning, and that she was having a great time warming us up... And I who simply believed she wanted it, but hadn't taken her for a malicious tease. You'll see, foxy. We're going to give you the night of your life, just like you said, we'll put the kebabs under pressure even if they don't fit I thought, focusing on the movie, the night was going to be long and promising. What a way with Anna, how saintly she was and what a slut she's become, I like itAnnaWhen I returned to my seat, I noticed my breathing was agitated, my heart beating in my chest, causing a tremor equivalent to the maximum intensity of a magnitude 9 earthquake on the Richter scale. I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to go to the movies, and I had planned not to follow his rhythm, mark my own, and then play with him for a bit before leaving, just like I had done. However, I didn't count on that excitement that clouded my judgment and disinhibited me to unprecedented limits. My libido had reached much more than I expected, making me want to lower his pants and grab his huge cock, impaling myself in the same moment. I was becoming a promiscuous addict to that pleasure, although it wasn't entirely comfortable for me. I had lived my whole life being reserved, but now my decisions and needs were leaning towards lust and perversion rather than self-control. I intended not to continue this dangerous game where I would get hurt, it was too fun, too exciting. I felt alive for the first time in a long time, and I didn't want any of that, I didn't want to be like that, but I was behaving like a real slut. At that moment, I resolved to resist any temptation that might provoke me throughout the evening. No matter how bad it went or what they did to me, I wasn't going to give in to desire, I shouldn't let it happen again like with Pere in the caravan, although I didn't want to leave them hanging either. I loved them a lot and they had respected me enough not to suffocate me with the issue. I needed those foreplay, but I rejected getting to anything more, and I thought I would fulfill that. The rest of the movie we watched in silence. Julio occasionally looked at my cleavage, and I, following my role as silly and innocent, lowered my shirt or squeezed them, enjoying making him suffer.JulioWe didn't go back to being silly or making references to what had happened during the movie session. My pants' package wasn't going down because I was focused on imagining all the variables that could occur during 'dinner'. We left the cinema and headed to my house, where Antón would be waiting with kebabs. On the way, we were talking about nonsense, about the bad parts of the movie and the good ones, at least about the scenes we had paid attention to.
Antón was sitting on the landing of the stairs at my front door, holding a white bag in his hand that I deduced would have the kebabs.
It's already time, he exclaimed, manifesting his anger, which I judged as exaggerated since I didn't think it had taken us that long—The kebabs will get cold.
Well, they reheat idiot, you see what a drama...—I joked, giving him a hand—. Shall we go in? I asked rhetorically, opening the door and letting them pass.
As we passed, Antón and I exchanged a look of complicity. That was going to be our night; nothing could go wrong; we were going to fuck, but far from forcing it, we had to tempt her until she succumbed to pleasure; she had to be the one who gave in, not just us.AntónAnna was walking in front of me, walking down the narrow hallway towards the dining room. I couldn't take my eyes off her tight dark leggings, her buttocks were accentuated and hypnotized me with every step she took, contorting herself and showing off. I had learned to accept that it wasn't intentional, everything about her radiated sensuality regardless of the situation.
Anyway, she was aware that we weren't there to eat dinner and I was completely sure that she understood and desired the situation.
We arrived at the dining room, which was spacious considering we were in a modest floor. Normally it was a well-lit room, but the night allowed for a more intimate and dark atmosphere. A TV stuck to the wall and right in front of it was a leather sofa, typical of the 1980s and 1990s. Anna sat down in the middle and I sat beside her on the left, the sofa was small so we were pressed together. Julio turned on the TV, putting a movie about an administrator of a download forum called Carlaspak in the background. He was a necrophilic zoophile victim who raped the corpses of zombie ponies, a real filth. Just before he became a zombie, he headed to his office where he named Zorro supreme administrator of the forum on his iPad, ruling with Tripi and the cantineros, terrorizing users by publishing massive spam of their erotic stories and making senseless trolls, him, as gratitude, banned the tyrannical Carlaspak (already deceased).
I had seen that movie three or four times, I loved it. But now I wasn't sitting on the sofa to watch it, and I focused my attention on Anna who was sitting with her legs and arms crossed, I couldn't help but psychoanalyze her. What was she protecting herself from?
Julio let himself fall to the right of Anna, leaving constancy of the lack of space on the sofa for the three of us. I could feel her discomfort, and it's that if Anna were completely convinced, it would show, which wasn't happening.
With all three of us silently watching the movie surrounded by a tense atmosphere of discomfort, Julio took the initiative.
— Antón, get the kebabs. Don't you?
— I think we all want them, if I get the kebabs now and Anna doesn't want them, her part will cool off —I replied with a furrowed brow, giving him to understand that I didn't see clearly that she was willing to eat our kebabs, although he probably didn't catch the double meaning since he wrapped his arms around Anna's waist, lifting her up where she had been sitting. She surprised me by showing signs of resistance but ended up letting Julio sit on top of her.
— Do you want it, Anny? —He whispered in the ear of the young woman, who was sitting in the hollow of my friend's legs.
— Should I have it? —Anna asked sensually.
— Antón, get your kebab out of the bag and give me mine —he said while her hair impregnated his face, hiding her. Anna looked at me intensely, biting her lip subtly and showing me her teeth. What had happened? I would swear she didn't want anything to do with it just a moment ago.
I shrugged my shoulders without taking my eyes off hers and, without getting up, grabbed the bag that I had left on the floor next to the sofa earlier. I took out a kebab to give it to her, which she began to peel the silver paper as soon as she got it, taking a intense bite of the meat mass, all this without looking away from me.
Her lips and mouth smeared with a white liquid that was dripping onto her neckline.
— Do you like it? —Julio asked, pressing his lips to her neck.
— I expected something else, honestly. And there were two halves… —she whispered with a thread of voice, at least impossible for me not to misinterpret it.
— Do you want the other kebab? I asked staring boldly at her yogurt-sauce-stained cleavage. -- I love you.allannounced the young woman. Can you do all of them? I don't think I can, you'll have to help me get trained -- Anna smiled, giving another bite to the kebab. I could see Julio rubbing his package against Anna's ass, and she was doing the same with her buttocks. He grabbed her by the neck and made her lift her chin, causing her to look at the ceiling, bringing his lips close to her ear and whispering: Do you want to play, Anna? -- My friend asked a question I couldn't understand. Why? She had just hinted that she wanted cock, was rubbing her ass... Did he want to play now? I could see Anna smiling and with a voice that seemed more like a moan than anything else, whispering: What do you want to play? -- What's the kebab you're eating? -- It's chicken -- answered the young woman. -- There's another one in the bag, and with other ingredients, you have to say which of the kebabs you like best. Anna was trembling and nodded as she could, still looking at the ceiling. And Julio pulled out a blindfold to cover her eyes, he smiled at me and made a gesture with his hand as if masturbating, I didn't understand what he wanted but I could comprehend that this might help warm her up more. He took off his pants and I followed suit, Anna managed to settle into the sofa, sitting with her legs open towards us. -- Remember Ann, you have to say which kebab you like best. -- Stop being interesting and let me try the kebabs already! Imbecile! -- ordered Anna biting her lip, clearly enjoying this. At that moment I stopped worrying about leaving us wanting more like last time, it was something secure, we were going to fuck her. Julio approached me and said carefully so Anna wouldn't hear: Ant, don't get discouraged, we're not going to put it in until she begs or grabs one of the cocks and gets herself off. Do you understand? We can't say we forced her -- He was unwrapping the kebab and I the other, then He began to masturbate producing obscene sounds that betrayed what he was doing. Anna was trembling more and more. Was she so excited? I mean, more than I consider normal.
— Do you want me to try the first kebab already?! —Anna showed evident impatience and I would be surprised if she could resist much more from there on.
He put the hard cock into the kebab that had been previously nibbled by her.
— What a gross-out, dude! —I said making a face of disgust.
— If we're going to eat the cock, at least let its kebab taste like cock, right? —she whispered laughing, extracting his foreskin from the meat cylinder with remnants of meat and yogurt sauce.
I was hypnotized by Anna's body, her enormous breasts soaked in that white sauce, and mouth with remnants of the same, with her eyes blindfolded and mouth open. Julio gently put the bitten part of the kebab into her mouth; she bit and savored, emitting a purring sound while chewing.
— This one is very tasty but it tastes weird —opined Anna, licking her lips. Julio sat on the sofa, grabbed her, and put her right on top of his enormous cock.
— Now Ant will give you the other one —said Julio, smelling her neck; I left the kebab on the table, passing up wasting a kebab in a game like that. I approached and started masturbating in front of Anna's face, just like the last time in the caravan. A millimeter from her mouth and nose, my penis began to grow, growing by seconds as I saw that mouth soaked in sauce.
— Anna, open your mouth —I said, and obediently she opened her mouth, pulling out a bit of tongue, threads of sauce and saliva weaving through the inside of her mouth like spider webs.
The prospect of having Anna blindfolded with her mouth open and tongue out waiting for me to put it in could wait no longer, and with a small push I put my foreskin between her lips.
She licked with the top part of her tongue the bottom part of my cock and with her lips the top part, holding his head. The pressure on her forehead made my belly button. The brunette was clearly resisting despite sucking me with great art, but she kept swallowing more and more deeply, bringing her lips inexorably towards my testicles, threads of saliva emerging from her mouth. Dirty sounds that evidenced such suction skills echoed throughout the dining room.
I could see Julio lowering his legs to Anna's and immediately the thong followed. I stopped looking at Anna's face to observe her pussy and was surprised to see it was not shaved, and I would even dare say she didn't cut it. She had carefully trimmed edges and wasn't too long, but I expected something else. Something didn't add up... Why wasn't it shaved knowing we were going to fuck?
I could see him grabbing his monstrous cock and rubbing it against her pussy, but she slapped it away with a swipe of her hand.
'Anna, what's going on...' Julio questioned clearly confused.
'No penetration,' she declared angrily, pulling the cock out of her mouth. 'I'm doing this for you, not for me.' I recognized that I was having a great time and was very excited, even recognizing that I had wanted all this and needed these preliminaries. But I never intended to fuck with you, so I'll eat your cock or you can masturbate with any part of my body. But no penetration. Got it?
I wasn't surprised; I already expected something like this. But someone did have enough willpower to resist.
Without responding, I grabbed her head again with my right hand and held onto my member with my left, placing the foreskin in her mouth which still had remnants of saliva, and with a simple push, it was inside. This time, instead of moving her head to give me pleasure, I left her head firm and started moving my hips wildly, pushing it deeper and deeper into her.
Julio grabbed his cock again and continued to move it while saying: 'Calm down, Anny, no...' I'll keep going until you beg for it, you won't have it that easy - I while I pulled the cock out of her mouth, there were many things I wanted to do with her and I wasn't going to concentrate on just one. - Try making me beg for everything you want, honey. But don't beg too much from me - Anna was saying, challenging him. But until I begged you, you can't put it in. If you do, be clear that I'll leave you with the mess. - You're too believing, you won't last long. - Well, I think if you keep going like this, you'll run out of powder - she affirmed with much conviction. I crouched down and took off her socks, stockings, leggings, and thong. Julio, as if he had read my mind, only unbuttoned the bra, taking it off from under the shirt and leaving it on her. It was a very tight camisole of black color, when removing the bra her breasts were swaying in their positions threatening
I opened my eyes with overwhelming tranquility, even looking at the ceiling of the room I could feel like Pere was still sleeping peacefully beside me. My head was resting on his arm and I realized I was leaning towards him, and as I slowly woke up I became aware of more details. I sat up slightly moving away from my cousin and even with a blank mind I still couldn't understand what had happened.
What was I doing in bed with my cousin? Why were we naked? I remembered everything that had happened but couldn't comprehend why I did it all. The reasoning I followed for the measurement contest and then going to bed with my cousin seemed like twisted, chaotic logic with no sense at all.
I wanted to die or at least be able to change the past, but that wasn't possible... What was I going to do from that moment on?
I had to go to the bathroom but didn't dare to get out because outside Antón and Julio would be there, I was sure they had heard me and would want to join in too, I didn't feel strong enough to simply reject them or give them explanations of why I didn't want to.
I brought my hands to my head and collapsed onto the bed again, all this happened because I let myself get carried away by the heat. At that moment I wasn't thinking about consequences, only pleasure. I had been totally uninhibited!
I remembered how angry I was when I found out what Rafa did with that woman... Had it had something to do with those decisions or would he have done it anyway? I wanted to think not.
The flow of my thoughts had become cold and calm, at that moment I wouldn't let myself be carried away by emotions, in fact thinking about having sex again made me feel bad, I didn't want it or desire it.
I searched Pere's gaze and started shaking him gently with the intention of waking him up.
— Pet... Pere... ¡Pet! —I shook him more nervously until it was almost like pushing him From one side to the other until he opened his eyes, confused, mumbling with a thread of saliva hanging from his mouth.
— Eh? What? Why?
He stood up, stiffening from the waist up, still confused and not understanding, rubbed his eyes and looked at me; he was completely soaked in sweat.
What's going on, Anny? Why are you waking me up like this?
— What have we done?
I asked, hurt as if he could give a different answer to the one I knew.
— We've screwed, haven't we?
I brought my hand to my forehead.
— Come on, Anny. It's not that bad... Did I do it so badly? I thought you liked it...
— No, it's not that! You're an idiot!
— Do you regret it?
— A lot, you have no idea
I was practically screaming hysterically, paying him back but the guilt was all mine and only mine for consenting to it.
— Okay! Okay! Don't kill me, eh...
— Sorry... I'm very angry with myself and need... to let off steam.
— Come...
He said, making a gesture of embracing me.
I pushed him away roughly, not wanting anyone to touch me. I felt outraged... How could I have been so stupid? I wanted to hit myself and make my body feel all the pain that my mind was feeling, all that helplessness for being unable to do anything.
— Pet... Not now... I don't want anyone to touch me, okay? Don't take it personally...
— Calm down, I understand...
— It's not because of you! If only you had been you, I would be fine with just talking about it with you but... And Julio and Antón? What happened on the beach, what happened with the measurements... And they must have heard us!
— Do you want me to talk to them?
— No!
I exclaimed, trying not to raise my voice.
— I'm the one responsible for all this and I need to solve it myself. Just... I need you not to physically suffocate me and don't take certain liberties... Okay?
Pere looked at me with an impassive face and murmured:
— Calm down, I know it was just a screw that suddenly arose and you don't want it to happen again. You're my cousin, I know you. Despite it hurting me that it sounded like that, I felt a lot better when you understood. Thinking clearly, I didn't want to be a jerk, the problem was when I got as turned on as I did yesterday. — N…I need your help with something... —I asked, confiding in him everything I couldn't do myself. — What? — If you see my head going crazy like it did this afternoon... Prevent me from doing anything stupid, because later I'll regret it a lot. — With Julio and Antón too? —he asked innocently, I had the feeling that he had misinterpreted my explanation and thought I only regretted what happened with him, so I preferred to clarify now that I could. — Especially with those two and, please... If you can avoid it, don't acknowledge what we've done, even if they already know, I'd rather make it seem like they have no knowledge about this... Pere gave me a kiss on the forehead, I let him do it... Why not? — I really enjoyed what happened in this room, but also know that I don't like you and it was just the heat of the moment. Don't worry about me, okay? Although... I can't promise you won't try to repeat it in the future with me, since I really liked it and could have become addicted... Owwww, what a silly thing... I thought. — Thanks, that's already been said. We'll talk more about this later, I'm not prepared to talk about this with anyone, especially not you, I'm confused and angry with myself... What was left of the weekend could be summed up in obvious lies, that is. The three of us knew what had happened, but the four of us acted like nothing had happened. Often Julio would take excessive liberties by touching me at every opportunity, luckily or Pere would help me subtly, or I'd manage to escape from him and Antón with any excuse. When Sunday afternoon arrived, they both gave up. I suppose they understood that I didn't want anything, so they stopped bothering me and behaved incredibly well: Making jokes; creating a good atmosphere; not getting too close... I knew they hadn't given up and were planning something. Luckily, during the escape to that campsite, they didn't try anything again.
Pere was already another topic, he distanced himself from me throughout the following week. It hurt a lot because it was one of the people with whom I had most contact... Until then.
I had planned to talk to him and, if necessary, give him some space. I didn't want to lose him or Julio either. They were two of my four pillars that held me up, something I couldn't say about Antón. I also loved him a lot as a friend, but he wasn't someone irreplaceable since at the time I had known him for about a year and his personality with palpable malice sometimes turned me off. He wasn't the most annoying friend I had, but if not one of the ones I liked less.
The problem was that I had always been faithful to Rafa, never having needed others sexually, but it seemed like things were changing. Three months ago, what happened in the caravan would have happened, I was very confused at the time because despite regretting it, I also enjoyed it.
I didn't want to be alone, I didn't want to lose Julio or Pere... What would I do if they drifted away from me?JulioAfter what happened in Pere's room between him and his cousin, Anton and I couldn't get close to Anna because her heat had dissipated after the flirting. If we add that Pere wasn't leaving her alone, there was no possibility, and when we saw each other, you could feel the tension in the air. Despite the jokes, my friend's desire and mine were too strong. Anyway, the weekend passed without incidents except for isolated situations where I tried to grope her and look for that complicity she had shown on the beach or at the contest, but she intelligently managed to avoid conflicts without openly rejecting us. At least she didn't reject us, she acted dumb as if she thought we hadn't heard her moans and the noise they made in the caravan room, although she and Pere knew it was impossible that we hadn't heard them.
Last night we went back to our usual lives, and everything has supposedly returned to normal. Anna and Pere are still like nothing happened between them, and even though I know he won't give up on forgetting, I also know she will if she wants to.
I'm sorry, Ann. I won't stop until you end up in my bed I thought with determination from the comfort of my bed, forcing myself not to masturbate, reserving myself for that moment which I was convinced wouldn't take long to arrive. I don't think I'll give up, and if we end badly because of it, at least I'll know it couldn't have been any other way
The truth is, I didn't care about losing her as a friend; the prize was too great. And it's that a woman like that doesn't come easily: Big breasts; round hips; angelic beauties... However, a woman like that who isn't full of herself and is humble is difficult to find. If I had to risk our friendship to get her, even though it would hurt me, I'd do it without hesitation because sleeping with her was already an obsession for me.Anna
I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened that weekend. What had I done? I had masturbated the three of them and slept with my cousin, letting myself be carried away by irrationality, lust, and momentary egoism. While I was with that guy, I didn't care about the consequences, from Julio's foolishness on the beach to the measurement contest, added to what happened later in the room with my cousin.
I'd like to say I regret it, and I did, but it's not like that anymore. I enjoyed it like a condemned woman, every second of seduction, foolishness, and indecent caresses made me feel alive.
I had lived my life as a nun facing others, and only liberated myself with my partner, at that moment I was no longer with Rafa and it wasn't sure if we would get back together because even if we gave ourselves time, it didn't mean we had broken up... He had been unfaithful to me and of course, I to him too!
I had just discovered a luxurious and indecent world where I didn't have to repress my needs. The thrill of making myself tight and sometimes innocent was something I had never experienced before, although part of me resisted that liberation of my sexuality.
I knew very well that Julio and Antón hadn't forgiven me for leaving them like that, but I had a conflict of interests, since I regretted having gotten to that point and at the same time I enjoyed making them suffer in that way.
Maybe I was playing with fire, and they were surely exploding like a volcano when this passed, although I would never recognize it, that idea made my blood boil and my will transform into little more than an aspirin in a glass of water, whose effervescence causes the rapid and almost immediate dissolution of this.
I was willing to go back with Rafa despite being angry with him, but after tasting indecency and what's forbidden, I had begun to fall into the abyss of perversion.JulioThere had been a week since we returned to our homes, the situation had become somewhat tense and we weren't talking about what happened, it was a taboo topic.
I still hadn't given up and I had planned to set a trap for Ann so that she would hopefully give me a good excuse to be alone.
At that moment, I was lying on my bed with my phone in my hands and her number selected ready to make the call. It took me a few seconds to realize I had been staring blankly into space for a while, when initially I intended to outline a mental plan and all I was really doing was wasting time.
I decided to put aside following a plan and improvise on the fly, hoping that everything would turn out well. Anna took a few seconds to answer, but when she did it was with an animated and carefree tone.
— Less good that you're calling! I thought you'd be angry — exclaimed Anna, skipping the usual greeting protocol.
— Me? Angry? Why would I be? —I asked confused, not expecting this—
The silence became long and intense, making me impatient to know what she was referring to when precisely the problem was the lack of conflict.
— I don't know, you've seemed distant since the caravan, and I thought you were upset about something — confessed my friend, giving me the opportunity to talk about what happened at the caravan, although it wouldn't be me who would speak about it, for me that was past and I wanted to focus on the immediate future.
— But what are you saying?! I've just been busy with work, but now I'm calling to get together.
— Ah, is that so? — asked with an evident tone of surprise—. Are you avoiding me for a week, talking nonsense and wanting to get together suddenly? — interrogated, presumably seeking my hidden intentions. I ended up making myself look silly.
-- It's not that new, I had been wanting to go to the cinema to see a movie for a long time and well, I was going to propose it now.
-- Oh, it seems great. I'll tell Anton and Pere if they want to come -- declared with total naivety, unfortunately for my plans--
-- Doesn't bother you, right? -- asked with a hint of irony, Was she doing it so as not to go alone with me? My fault for not foreseeing that Anna could come up with this--
If it bothers you, tell me and I won't say anything...
What a bore... With that proposal, she was protecting her back and at the same time preventing me from setting a trap, everything depended on whether I was able to recognize that I wanted to go alone with her or maintain my posture of pride and keep going.
-- No, it's fine. As long as you come, it's okay -- lied, infusing each word with a tone of disappointment in the hope she would notice and back down.
-- Great! Then I'll talk to them to see what day we can go --
Ugh... I mentally complained while she gloated over her victory--
What movie did you want to see?
-- The Exodus one -- commented with determination, if only I wasn't going to eat crow at least I'd see a movie I liked.
-- What a coincidence, I also wanted to see it!
-- Well, we'll let you know when we're free --
I gave up, making her understand that I had no voice or vote.
-- I'll call you later to confirm what time works for these two.
-- See you later -- said as dryly as possible, hanging up.
I knew she hadn't done anything to deserve it, but since the caravan incident nothing went well with her.
I threw my phone onto the bed and went to shower. When I got back, there were already two missed calls from her. I didn't waste any time and when I realized it, my phone was stuck to my ear with the ringtone signaling that the call was being made.
-- The gentleman is pleased to answer... -- said Anna, reprimanding me for not being attentive in case she called back--
Pere wants to come but he doesn't have money. For the cinema, and it's that they're more than 7 euros for the entrance. Antón doesn't want to go to the cinema, he says he'd rather spend that money on kebabs.
Vaya vaya I said to myself recovering my hope, but I had to maintain my image and not recognize that I was glad we could go alone.
If you want... Do we wait until we can all three go? I asked pretending a false interest in Pere being able to come.
Oh, no. It's the same, let's just go you and me, if deep down I knew that you wouldn't be happy about proposing those two come she confessed making me understand her twisted logic of making me suffer.
Why...? I said asking something whose answer I already knew.
To bother you a bit, but to tell the truth it doesn't matter to me going alone with you. We're not going to do anything weird, we're just going to the cinema to see a movie.
Of course, we're just going to the cinema I assured following her game, although I couldn't understand why she had invited those two, since it seemed to me that she also wanted us to go alone, a question whose answer I would never get.
Julio, let's go tomorrow. Is that okay? Why should we delay? she proposed with evident impatience.
I thought about it and it could be good to make her wait to impatient her, or maybe that wouldn't be good and the best was to catch her off guard.
I ended up opting not to let the food get cold.
Tomorrow is perfect for me. Is that okay at 3 pm? I asked already merely out of obligation.
No, it would be better if we go to the late show. Around 8 or 10 pm...
It was clear that I wanted to meet early and she wanted to prolong it more, although it's also true that between the crisis and the price imposed by the government were a bad combination for filling the halls. If you add that hour on a working day like that, a Tuesday night, promised an almost empty hall.
Alright! I agreed. Shall we meet at the central park in the plaza around 7:30 pm then? And arrange something with... Little, don't come as careless as you always do. -- Fool!... And okay. --Anna was laughing at me, hanging up.Anna
I felt like I was inside a chrysalis in constant change, the more time I had to think the more loops I gave to: Why not? You don't value something until you lose it or until you get it after never having had it. In my case, it was the second one and, well, I never had that tingling sensation in the stomach caused by an indirect date, the thrill of knowing something had to happen with the excuse of doing something else. I knew Julio was going to touch me, desire me... And I wasn't going to let him get away from there. That desire, that attraction I felt for myself was something that filled my entire abdominal area with shivers. I got so excited thinking about being desired, feeling like bait and disappearing at the moment when the prey is about to bite the hook, leaving it wanting more.
Since I started feeling like a woman, I had never been as liberated as now because I felt submissive to those moralities: pleasure only with your partner, having pleasure with other men you're not committed to is fresh and trashy. I didn't want to sleep with Julio, he was my best friend and almost like a brother, but I couldn't deny that I enjoyed making him feel bad in that sense. I felt very confident in myself and knew he wouldn't get anything no matter how hard he tried.
How would he approach me? What excuses would he use to touch me? How would he avoid my rejections when he marked the line that shouldn't be crossed? I had been waiting for hours to find out the answers to those questions, and there were two hours left before he came down to the street and headed to the meeting point.
I had lived my life resigning myself, seeing how men hooked up with many and were called champions while we had to keep our forms, although we weren't penalized or repudiated. A woman who intimate with many men, whether in small or large circles, was left with that reputation. Why couldn't I do it without fear of being Criticized too? Of course I could have, and I was going to. Maybe it was just a transitory state of anger against Rafa, my ex, who had asked for time and gone with some tramp. And what really got me upset wasn't that, but rather him, the jealous one in the relationship, the distrustful one who couldn't stand infidelities, the one who had hooked up with someone else...
Maybe I was just turning into that as a way of revenge against Rafa and all men, I wanted to make them suffer sexually. After a hot shower and brushing my hair, I hurried to the closet to choose some clothes, looking for something that would provoke, not intending to hold back and thinking of attacking with all the artillery at my disposal.
Julio: look but don't touch; touch but don't taste; try but don't savor... I thought, enjoying the feeling of power I had over him and how I was going to take him where I wanted. I grabbed a red passion bra and a black top with suspenders that would make for a good cleavage, hesitated for a bit about whether to wear leggings or shorts, but intended to give him an easy time until I decided he'd played enough and left him hanging. The leggings would allow me to notice any rubbing, so I decided to skip the underwear, which was already uncomfortable but very liberating and exciting.
I wasn't going to get dressed up, although I did plan on putting on some perfume.
And that's because I felt very... slutty, since I intended to have a good time at his expense. What was wrong with letting myself go a bit? Everything was ready to meet Julio and go to the movie session, the film looked interesting. Why? The risk of losing control at any moment, with pleasure as the only consequence, is a very exciting feeling; my heart was pounding so hard I could hear it, even though I intended to be silly and let myself get seduced by that womanizer who had me as a friend, I was convinced that... I was going to maintain control of the situation at all times, but that probability of losing and Julio taking control... That consented abuse and domination, was what consumed my resistance from inside. I had it clear that I didn't want to give in to him, nor did I want to do anything with him, and it was something I repeated to myself throughout the entire trip since I left home until I had him sitting in front of me on a bench, saw how he got up from the bench smiling and gave me two kisses, began the afternoon... My afternoon.JulioWhen I saw her walking towards me and planting two kisses on my cheekbones, with that dark blouse so tightly fitted, marking an cleavage where almost you could read a sign that said: “Eat me, touch me, feel me”. And it's because when I smelled that sweet and tempting perfume, my mind went blank and my body literally burned in flames. I didn't recognize the young woman standing in front of me. Was this the Anna I knew since childhood? That shy and innocent girl from a good family had sacrificed herself to transform into that sinful woman. A brunette who represented the apple in the Garden of Eden, the ideal lake in the oasis in the middle of the desert for a parched traveler... Her mere existence seemed to want to convey one message: “Nothing prevents you from possessing me”. Then I understood she wanted to play strong, she had grown tired of playing fair and being good. —You look different, Ann —I said looking at her without cutting myself off from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top—. I like the change. —Do you really? —she replied with a tone of distrust, her voice remained very innocent; while we walked towards the shopping mall that was located on the outskirts of the city—. I grabbed whatever I found in the closet and came here... What's wrong with that? I've always been like this. —Well, more than because of the clothes you're wearing, I'd say you look fresher. —Oh, forgive me, sir, for not putting on a coat or a burka —she joked with a certain dramatic touch in her theatrical interpretation—. —I prefer you with a coat —I lied trying to stay serious—. —You're screwed —she said ending the discussion by pulling my tongue out, that was the real Anna. —But since you brought it up... —I began to say, hoping to get to a hot topic—. That's war clothes, isn't it? —If you refer to wearing clothes so people can look at me, yes. It is —she confessed raising an eyebrow while looking at me and making a face—. If I were to wear this kind of clothing Going alone, they wouldn't stop looking at me or even guys like you would jump on me thinking I was desperate... But I'm with you, that's why I'm a little liberated and protected.
I thought it had been forgotten to say that the main reason she put herself in such an attractive way was to feel desired above all by me, and I was sure that if she tried something, she would let herself be. What was she planning? Was everything going to be so easy? I was already mentally prepared not to give up and had to insist until she did, but it seemed like she was already cooked and ready to eat.
— Ann, calm down, you can trust me, I'll be your bodyguard... —I promised, although I didn't refer to what I meant by 'bodyguard' in reality.
— My hero! —she exclaimed with evident sarcasm.
— I'm serious! —I said, raising my voice annoyed, I didn't like it when she didn't believe me.
She raised her hand with a conciliatory gesture and put on a sympathetic expression while saying:
— I don't doubt that you'll protect me from others, but if a bodyguard must... Protect anyone? Will you kick yourself in the ass if you try something? —Anna asked finally getting to the topic we both certainly sought.
I thought about it well, I didn't want to lie but neither did I want to declare my intentions openly.
— Let's say I won't enter you like one of these guys.
Anna began to laugh at hearing that affirmation.
— Do we bet something? After what happened in the caravan, I wouldn't be surprised if you tried something.
The conversation was deviating from what I had planned to talk about, again it wasn't going as I wanted, I had to be careful not to recognize anything but also not to commit to not doing something. I had to be subtle and take things literally.
— What happened in the caravan was just entertainment between friends, there's trust. Right? But I promise you, if you stay calm down, I won't... throw the cane like a desperate one.
— That means nothing, you have to promise that you won't touch me —Complained Anna, proposing with malice.
I showed my discontent with her demand, I had to correct the situation at that very moment.
— I can't promise you something I'm not going to do... I can't promise you I won't touch you, simply I promise you this afternoon I won't do anything you don't want.
— Hmm —sonorized Anna, showing she was thinking about it—. Fine, remember that you promised not to do anything I don't want today.
— I didn't say that...
— You did! —she exclaimed, raising her finger totally seriously, and used the same finger to warn me—. And you promised, and you're a man of your word.
— I promised... What will you give me in return if I fulfill my promise not to do anything you don't want? —I asked trying to get something in return.
— I have nothing to give you —Anna complained, making a face, just then a group of young people whistled at Anna and threw her compliments that referred to her ass and cleavage, she ignored them—
But if you behave well and respect my desires, maybe another day will fulfill one of your desires —she affirmed winking at me, stopped in her tracks and looked at me, emphasizing her past affirmation—. Maybe... Perhaps! Maybe!
— How do you handle being single? —I asked with the intention of redirecting the conversation topic to her sexuality, for me it was necessary to know if she was horny lost, although she might not be telling me but if I could understand it I wouldn't need to be so subtle as I had planned and launch myself more boldly in the course of this afternoon.
— I don't want to talk about that.
Shit.
— Relax, I just wanted to know if you were okay.
— No, I'm not Julio. I don't want to think about Rafa or that we're not together, simply... Simply I want...
— What do you want? —I asked inquisitive.
— Freedom, I want not to repress myself. And don't think badly, guarro. I'm talking about enjoying this solitude.
-- I'm not a bad thinker, I'm just a pervert. So I don't think badly... And that's not something you enjoy in solitude.
-- Of course you can enjoy solitude, and I already know you're a pervert, so you've misunderstood me -- insisted, trying to take the lead in the discussion. The shopping center was already visible in the distance, about five minutes' walk away, and I wanted to talk about that topic.
I bit my tongue with anxiety, because if I went as horny and eager not to repress myself, I wouldn't have to wait too long. On the other hand, if I really wanted to be alone, pushing her would only make things go wrong, one wrong step and it could all end very badly, and to decide whether to push or not I had to get more information.
-- Nobody enjoys solitude, Ann. Few choose solitude, but nobody can bear it. That's the only reality. And especially you who are a nymphomaniac -- I said bombarding the sexual theme! Oh my subtlety!
Anna started laughing while pushing me, at least she didn't deny it corporally.
-- I'm not a nymphomaniac, and I'd be perfectly alone... I don't need men to satisfy my needs -- confessed with determination, and I believed her about the nymphomania, but not the other thing.
-- What happened in the caravan contradicts your statement, you need cock if you want or not, recognize it.
-- Julio, I have a lot of confidence in you, but I don't want to talk about that with you.
-- Why? -- I asked annoyed... It wasn't so shy for me to measure my cock at the weekend camping!
-- Well, because you're a very intimate friend and it's a topic I don't discuss with anyone.
I looked at her badly, directly.
-- Anna, that's why you'll have to talk about it with someone.
-- It's fine? Do you want me to say it? If I needed cock -- said entering my territory, mocking the word between quotation marks -- I'd screw a stranger to relieve myself, which couldn't find me afterwards, already done, that simplifies things a lot. And what happened in the caravan was that it was bad because of Rafa, had to pass at some point, was a ticking time bomb, surprised me and with you guys, but it won't happen again.
— I like how you're so decisive!
— Why not? —asked, showing an ear-to-ear smile— Anyway, I have much more self-control than men do, if you need something, you cling to a woman like a pyromaniac to a lighter. I, on the other hand... —said, making a small pause, probably thinking about what she was saying and not wanting to be misunderstood— ...I don't get undressed in the same way, I can keep my head cool always...
She glared at me for not recognizing that it was a lie.
— Liar...
— ...except when I'm out of control like the other day.
— That's the opposite of having self-control, I don't know how you see it.
Just then we entered the hall and went to rent our tickets, there were 15 minutes left until the movie started, 8 for the ads.
We approached the ticket counter, which was empty except for a worker sweating profusely.
— What's up, is it hot? It'll be cooler inside. Which movie do you want to see? —asked the woman with sympathy.
— Two tickets for Exodus —I asked carelessly— For the current showing.
— Okay —she said, taking the tickets from a machine I didn't get to see, handing them over after we paid— Enjoy the movie!
We entered the large hall that preceded the cinema rooms, where we had to hand in our tickets and once inside we could move freely to go to the bathrooms, get snacks...
— Are you going to buy popcorn? —Anna asked me suddenly, and I have to admit it surprised me since I hadn't planned on buying anything.
— Nope... You?
— Yes, I want extra-salted popcorn —declared, nodding and pointing to the stand— Are you sure you don't want anything?
— Nah, I've already brought mine. for a snack I pulled out a bag of churros from my pocket - Although I wasn't referring to snacking on that bag exactly.
When we arrived at the stand, she asked for popcorn, and while it was being served, she called me Antón.
— Hey, Ant. What do you want?
—I wanted to know if you guys would like to eat after the movie.
— Well...
— What do you want? —Anna asked.
— Ant says that if we want to eat something after the movie, he wants us to join him for kebab.
Kebab, he specified.
— Well, I kind of want kebab, but I just spent all my money on snacks at the cinema and popcorn, so I can't afford one, Anna complained, looking up at me with a pleading expression like a abandoned dog that someone would buy her a kebab too.
— You've heard him, he wants it but can't afford it, —I teased in complicity with Antón, and we both laughed at her.
Tell her I'll give you my half and you yours. That way, the three of us will be happy, man, Antón proposed, using our key word at the end to indicate that I should think badly of him—.
Says he... hmm... —I thought about how to say it so it wouldn't sound too bad but could still be misunderstood—. Says if there's no more pasta, I'll give you a piece of mine and one of yours.
Anna looked at me with a pitiful face without saying a word.
— Either that or nothing, —I finished, not giving her the option to complain, it was my ultimatum.
— Joooo, come on... —Anna insisted, continuing to insist on having a kebab for herself alone.
— But if you get full right away and we have to force down both pieces, —I joked, satisfied with the indirect hint I had just launched, which made her laugh.
— I don't think so... I can handle a kebab! —she assured herself, very confident.
— But think about how you'll leave here with the popcorn and Coke-Booty.
She looked at me, thinking about it...
— Fine, then let's force them down if later I don't want to eat them because I'm full, —she requested, patting her stomach while laughing. Always regret it if I finish too quickly.
— Well, Ant knows, two kebabs...
— Of chicken! And with a lot of yogurt sauce, I love it when it drips —Or I was really salty or that statement was impossible to misinterpret, but it was obvious she was playing with our minds. I was ready if I thought this whole thing was going to stay in a simple game of words.
— Ann says she wants the two chicken kebabs and for them to drip yogurt sauce (No spicy), man —I told the phone listener using the key word to misinterpret at the end—. Do we stay at my house? My parents aren't home today.
— Jota, the movie is about to start, we have to go in.
I didn't say anything, Antón confirmed that we would stay at my house while Anna and I entered the hall, which was empty except for a possible couple sitting in the rows closest to the screen. The cinema was huge, had balconies that could be accessed by stairs from where we were, and the cinema was based on two levels: The lower part; and the upper part. The couple was seated in the lower part, so we would do it in the upper part. I couldn't help but think of the similar waste it represented in terms of light, maintenance, and taxes to have so many lights on for four people.
I grabbed Anna's arm, guiding her to the upper level without her making any complaint, we sat down in a corner of the cinema, the darkest and most private one there was, I found it strange that she wasn't putting up a fuss, I was making everything too easy for her and she was being stupid precisely.
—I'm really cold, I didn't know they were going to turn on the air conditioning so strong —she informed as if it were something only she could notice. I would have left her a sweater, but I wasn't wearing anything except my tank top. That complaint already gave me an excuse to hug her, although I would prefer to be more original and work on getting closer.
—Well, you're doing badly —I mocked while mimicking that I didn't feel cold either.
Above all, I saw this situation as a game. I didn't have to come out perfect, just It's morbid. What was the fun in grabbing her and just kissing her? There wasn't any, I wanted to do everything step by step until she got desperate, and I was sure she would comply doing so.
We sat down and immediately the lights went out, she was eating popcorn compulsively, alternating between eating and drinking at a constant rhythm.
I could see her start to shiver, appreciating her goosebumps even with the darkness that enveloped the room, with a whitish light reflected on the screen where the ads were projected.
—Anna, get up for a moment— I asked looking at her, and she didn't question me, just obeyed.
I grabbed her gently by the hips, leading her to my thighs and sitting her down on top of me.
She didn't weigh much at all, and those kinds of mesh were very soft and light, I liked the touch they had.
—Ops!—Anna laughed at my initiative—
Why are you sitting on top of me?
—Because I don't have anything to warm you up and you're shivering—
You're very cold
—she thanked me, a curiosity she hadn't been aware of until that moment—
And you're very warm
—I replied, downplaying the temperature.
The movie started, although I wasn't interested in the feature film, I had paid around seven euros simply to be with Anna, and it was just the beginning.
It didn't take too long for me to crave popcorn, and when I went to get some she hit my knuckles with her palm.
—Hey! Don't touch other people's food—
But I'm hungry...
She turned slightly to look at me with a smileless face.
—I asked if you wanted something to eat and you said you already had something to eat if you got hungry—
And that's true, but I want to eat this—
—I emphasized that signal without indicating specifically what I referred to.—
—Well then don't— You can eat this thing -- she replied, adding the same tone to the word as I did.
Come on, let me eat a few... If you give me your kebab later -- I begged, savoring her malice.
Open your mouth -- she ordered.
I opened my mouth obediently and she tenderly put one single peanut in my mouth, although I was expecting her to give me more. She turned around even more and whispered in my ear.
That will be the only peanut you eat tonight -- she declared, winking at me and smiling with malice.
I savored the peanut slowly and parsimoniously, it was salty and I liked it. How did her mouth know which had eaten hundreds of peanuts like that one?
Well, I'm hungry, you'll see if I get to eat well or badly...
I won't give it to you -- she said, sticking out her tongue comically.
What will you do? Will you take them away from me?
I'll serve myself.
You can't if you don't let me -- she declared, looking back at me again. The cock began to grow between my legs and I was sure she was noticing it. I felt like she was pressing against my crotch with her ass, and without hesitation, she moved her hair away from her neck, grabbed it, and placed it on her right shoulder.
She didn't say anything, didn't react, just kept looking at the movie. I was going to do what I said, I had brought something to snack on at the cinema, I was going to serve myself. I was going to eat her, and with decisive key my teeth without excessive force but showing my intense desire to taste her.
A groan emerged from her throat while she pressed against my torso with her hand, trying to separate me.
Julio, stop -- she asked without too much conviction, with a very sexy tone like an actress in a porn movie. I grabbed her chin and pulled her head back. Depositing her neck on my shoulder and placing my left hand on her left thigh, without touching anything indecent, simply indicating that my hand was there. My teeth and tongue absorbed her neck, moistening her neck with my saliva. Stop! Ahhhh No... -- she exclaimed with some gasps that followed. escaped, this time she complained with more intensity but without showing physical resistance. My right hand inserted itself into the gap between the leggings and shirt and slid under it, caressing her navel. I reminded myself not to touch anything indecent, I had to make her beg for it or at least desire it intensely like I did. The girl grabbed my face as she could, trying to push me away, showing off the little willpower she had. However, I could feel her rubbing, consciously or unconsciously, her ass against my package. — What are you doing?! —she exclaimed with a thread of voice, with a rhythm in her breathing that was obviously altered. — You told me you would serve yourself. — With my peanuts, not with me — she reproached me, although it could be said that she had enjoyed it. — If I give you peanuts, I won't eat you. — I'm not going to give you my peanuts! —she refused decisively. — Then you'll be my peanuts. — No, I want to watch the movie! She refused to be my food. — You don't have to do anything, you just watch the movie and I'll eat you —I said looking at her, while my left hand waited for orders between her thighs and my right hand snaked around her stomach, curiously she didn't even make a move to remove them. Anna looked at me then turned her attention back to the movie, not saying anything and I understood it as if she were giving me permission to continue. This time I didn't bite or kiss her, directing my lips to her left ear and with them robbing the circumference of flesh while listening to her sigh, I allowed myself the luxury of whispering. — In the end, I did well in bringing this to snack on and not those peanuts. — Unlike peanuts, I have no flavor... —she said, impregnating her declaration of modesty. — Then why do I like being eaten so much? —I questioned her while starting to kiss her neck and grabbing her hip to press her against my pants, that escondía una cock eager to make contact with my skin. To my surprise (since I didn't expect her to put it on so easily) she started rubbing against my package, moaning. And for a few minutes we were like that, me devouring her neck with kisses and both of us rubbing ourselves like dogs in heat, until she suddenly got up and went back to her seat, seeing my expression of confusion, smiled and said: — You've eaten enough, now let's watch the movie. — I'm not full —I declared annoyed by the interruption. — But you've eaten. — I want to eat a lot more... Won't you tell me it's over? — I don't want you to get too full, or you won't eat the kebab… —she argued with a mischievous smile. I looked at her badly and with the desire for her to misunderstand and understand perfectly, whispered: — Relax, if I'm not hungry I won't eat the kebab, but I'll give it all to you and if you don't want it I'll put it where it fits. — Jojojojo, aggressive boy! But better, I prefer a half-kebab than two halves —she joked, winking at me. And that's when I understood that from the beginning she had been playing with me, just letting herself go and enjoying the situation, saw that her intentions were to leave me wanting since the beginning, and that she was having a great time warming us up... And I who simply believed she wanted it, but hadn't taken her for a malicious tease. You'll see, foxy. We're going to give you the night of your life, just like you said, we'll put the kebabs under pressure even if they don't fit I thought, focusing on the movie, the night was going to be long and promising. What a way with Anna, how saintly she was and what a slut she's become, I like itAnnaWhen I returned to my seat, I noticed my breathing was agitated, my heart beating in my chest, causing a tremor equivalent to the maximum intensity of a magnitude 9 earthquake on the Richter scale. I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to go to the movies, and I had planned not to follow his rhythm, mark my own, and then play with him for a bit before leaving, just like I had done. However, I didn't count on that excitement that clouded my judgment and disinhibited me to unprecedented limits. My libido had reached much more than I expected, making me want to lower his pants and grab his huge cock, impaling myself in the same moment. I was becoming a promiscuous addict to that pleasure, although it wasn't entirely comfortable for me. I had lived my whole life being reserved, but now my decisions and needs were leaning towards lust and perversion rather than self-control. I intended not to continue this dangerous game where I would get hurt, it was too fun, too exciting. I felt alive for the first time in a long time, and I didn't want any of that, I didn't want to be like that, but I was behaving like a real slut. At that moment, I resolved to resist any temptation that might provoke me throughout the evening. No matter how bad it went or what they did to me, I wasn't going to give in to desire, I shouldn't let it happen again like with Pere in the caravan, although I didn't want to leave them hanging either. I loved them a lot and they had respected me enough not to suffocate me with the issue. I needed those foreplay, but I rejected getting to anything more, and I thought I would fulfill that. The rest of the movie we watched in silence. Julio occasionally looked at my cleavage, and I, following my role as silly and innocent, lowered my shirt or squeezed them, enjoying making him suffer.JulioWe didn't go back to being silly or making references to what had happened during the movie session. My pants' package wasn't going down because I was focused on imagining all the variables that could occur during 'dinner'. We left the cinema and headed to my house, where Antón would be waiting with kebabs. On the way, we were talking about nonsense, about the bad parts of the movie and the good ones, at least about the scenes we had paid attention to.
Antón was sitting on the landing of the stairs at my front door, holding a white bag in his hand that I deduced would have the kebabs.
It's already time, he exclaimed, manifesting his anger, which I judged as exaggerated since I didn't think it had taken us that long—The kebabs will get cold.
Well, they reheat idiot, you see what a drama...—I joked, giving him a hand—. Shall we go in? I asked rhetorically, opening the door and letting them pass.
As we passed, Antón and I exchanged a look of complicity. That was going to be our night; nothing could go wrong; we were going to fuck, but far from forcing it, we had to tempt her until she succumbed to pleasure; she had to be the one who gave in, not just us.AntónAnna was walking in front of me, walking down the narrow hallway towards the dining room. I couldn't take my eyes off her tight dark leggings, her buttocks were accentuated and hypnotized me with every step she took, contorting herself and showing off. I had learned to accept that it wasn't intentional, everything about her radiated sensuality regardless of the situation.
Anyway, she was aware that we weren't there to eat dinner and I was completely sure that she understood and desired the situation.
We arrived at the dining room, which was spacious considering we were in a modest floor. Normally it was a well-lit room, but the night allowed for a more intimate and dark atmosphere. A TV stuck to the wall and right in front of it was a leather sofa, typical of the 1980s and 1990s. Anna sat down in the middle and I sat beside her on the left, the sofa was small so we were pressed together. Julio turned on the TV, putting a movie about an administrator of a download forum called Carlaspak in the background. He was a necrophilic zoophile victim who raped the corpses of zombie ponies, a real filth. Just before he became a zombie, he headed to his office where he named Zorro supreme administrator of the forum on his iPad, ruling with Tripi and the cantineros, terrorizing users by publishing massive spam of their erotic stories and making senseless trolls, him, as gratitude, banned the tyrannical Carlaspak (already deceased).
I had seen that movie three or four times, I loved it. But now I wasn't sitting on the sofa to watch it, and I focused my attention on Anna who was sitting with her legs and arms crossed, I couldn't help but psychoanalyze her. What was she protecting herself from?
Julio let himself fall to the right of Anna, leaving constancy of the lack of space on the sofa for the three of us. I could feel her discomfort, and it's that if Anna were completely convinced, it would show, which wasn't happening.
With all three of us silently watching the movie surrounded by a tense atmosphere of discomfort, Julio took the initiative.
— Antón, get the kebabs. Don't you?
— I think we all want them, if I get the kebabs now and Anna doesn't want them, her part will cool off —I replied with a furrowed brow, giving him to understand that I didn't see clearly that she was willing to eat our kebabs, although he probably didn't catch the double meaning since he wrapped his arms around Anna's waist, lifting her up where she had been sitting. She surprised me by showing signs of resistance but ended up letting Julio sit on top of her.
— Do you want it, Anny? —He whispered in the ear of the young woman, who was sitting in the hollow of my friend's legs.
— Should I have it? —Anna asked sensually.
— Antón, get your kebab out of the bag and give me mine —he said while her hair impregnated his face, hiding her. Anna looked at me intensely, biting her lip subtly and showing me her teeth. What had happened? I would swear she didn't want anything to do with it just a moment ago.
I shrugged my shoulders without taking my eyes off hers and, without getting up, grabbed the bag that I had left on the floor next to the sofa earlier. I took out a kebab to give it to her, which she began to peel the silver paper as soon as she got it, taking a intense bite of the meat mass, all this without looking away from me.
Her lips and mouth smeared with a white liquid that was dripping onto her neckline.
— Do you like it? —Julio asked, pressing his lips to her neck.
— I expected something else, honestly. And there were two halves… —she whispered with a thread of voice, at least impossible for me not to misinterpret it.
— Do you want the other kebab? I asked staring boldly at her yogurt-sauce-stained cleavage. -- I love you.allannounced the young woman. Can you do all of them? I don't think I can, you'll have to help me get trained -- Anna smiled, giving another bite to the kebab. I could see Julio rubbing his package against Anna's ass, and she was doing the same with her buttocks. He grabbed her by the neck and made her lift her chin, causing her to look at the ceiling, bringing his lips close to her ear and whispering: Do you want to play, Anna? -- My friend asked a question I couldn't understand. Why? She had just hinted that she wanted cock, was rubbing her ass... Did he want to play now? I could see Anna smiling and with a voice that seemed more like a moan than anything else, whispering: What do you want to play? -- What's the kebab you're eating? -- It's chicken -- answered the young woman. -- There's another one in the bag, and with other ingredients, you have to say which of the kebabs you like best. Anna was trembling and nodded as she could, still looking at the ceiling. And Julio pulled out a blindfold to cover her eyes, he smiled at me and made a gesture with his hand as if masturbating, I didn't understand what he wanted but I could comprehend that this might help warm her up more. He took off his pants and I followed suit, Anna managed to settle into the sofa, sitting with her legs open towards us. -- Remember Ann, you have to say which kebab you like best. -- Stop being interesting and let me try the kebabs already! Imbecile! -- ordered Anna biting her lip, clearly enjoying this. At that moment I stopped worrying about leaving us wanting more like last time, it was something secure, we were going to fuck her. Julio approached me and said carefully so Anna wouldn't hear: Ant, don't get discouraged, we're not going to put it in until she begs or grabs one of the cocks and gets herself off. Do you understand? We can't say we forced her -- He was unwrapping the kebab and I the other, then He began to masturbate producing obscene sounds that betrayed what he was doing. Anna was trembling more and more. Was she so excited? I mean, more than I consider normal.
— Do you want me to try the first kebab already?! —Anna showed evident impatience and I would be surprised if she could resist much more from there on.
He put the hard cock into the kebab that had been previously nibbled by her.
— What a gross-out, dude! —I said making a face of disgust.
— If we're going to eat the cock, at least let its kebab taste like cock, right? —she whispered laughing, extracting his foreskin from the meat cylinder with remnants of meat and yogurt sauce.
I was hypnotized by Anna's body, her enormous breasts soaked in that white sauce, and mouth with remnants of the same, with her eyes blindfolded and mouth open. Julio gently put the bitten part of the kebab into her mouth; she bit and savored, emitting a purring sound while chewing.
— This one is very tasty but it tastes weird —opined Anna, licking her lips. Julio sat on the sofa, grabbed her, and put her right on top of his enormous cock.
— Now Ant will give you the other one —said Julio, smelling her neck; I left the kebab on the table, passing up wasting a kebab in a game like that. I approached and started masturbating in front of Anna's face, just like the last time in the caravan. A millimeter from her mouth and nose, my penis began to grow, growing by seconds as I saw that mouth soaked in sauce.
— Anna, open your mouth —I said, and obediently she opened her mouth, pulling out a bit of tongue, threads of sauce and saliva weaving through the inside of her mouth like spider webs.
The prospect of having Anna blindfolded with her mouth open and tongue out waiting for me to put it in could wait no longer, and with a small push I put my foreskin between her lips.
She licked with the top part of her tongue the bottom part of my cock and with her lips the top part, holding his head. The pressure on her forehead made my belly button. The brunette was clearly resisting despite sucking me with great art, but she kept swallowing more and more deeply, bringing her lips inexorably towards my testicles, threads of saliva emerging from her mouth. Dirty sounds that evidenced such suction skills echoed throughout the dining room.
I could see Julio lowering his legs to Anna's and immediately the thong followed. I stopped looking at Anna's face to observe her pussy and was surprised to see it was not shaved, and I would even dare say she didn't cut it. She had carefully trimmed edges and wasn't too long, but I expected something else. Something didn't add up... Why wasn't it shaved knowing we were going to fuck?
I could see him grabbing his monstrous cock and rubbing it against her pussy, but she slapped it away with a swipe of her hand.
'Anna, what's going on...' Julio questioned clearly confused.
'No penetration,' she declared angrily, pulling the cock out of her mouth. 'I'm doing this for you, not for me.' I recognized that I was having a great time and was very excited, even recognizing that I had wanted all this and needed these preliminaries. But I never intended to fuck with you, so I'll eat your cock or you can masturbate with any part of my body. But no penetration. Got it?
I wasn't surprised; I already expected something like this. But someone did have enough willpower to resist.
Without responding, I grabbed her head again with my right hand and held onto my member with my left, placing the foreskin in her mouth which still had remnants of saliva, and with a simple push, it was inside. This time, instead of moving her head to give me pleasure, I left her head firm and started moving my hips wildly, pushing it deeper and deeper into her.
Julio grabbed his cock again and continued to move it while saying: 'Calm down, Anny, no...' I'll keep going until you beg for it, you won't have it that easy - I while I pulled the cock out of her mouth, there were many things I wanted to do with her and I wasn't going to concentrate on just one. - Try making me beg for everything you want, honey. But don't beg too much from me - Anna was saying, challenging him. But until I begged you, you can't put it in. If you do, be clear that I'll leave you with the mess. - You're too believing, you won't last long. - Well, I think if you keep going like this, you'll run out of powder - she affirmed with much conviction. I crouched down and took off her socks, stockings, leggings, and thong. Julio, as if he had read my mind, only unbuttoned the bra, taking it off from under the shirt and leaving it on her. It was a very tight camisole of black color, when removing the bra her breasts were swaying in their positions threatening
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