El novio sustituto 5

Then I showered with cold water and got dressed quickly. I went out to the living room, had something to eat, and said goodbye to my mother, telling her that I was leaving with some friends and didn't know when I'd be back.

Maria only lived a couple of blocks away from my house, but even though she lived so close, I didn't often go to her place. It wasn't helpful that her family always ignored me completely, and almost always when I spent time with her it was on the streets around the neighborhood.

To be honest, I didn't know what to expect from this day. On previous occasions Maria had treated me like her boyfriend because she needed help getting out of a jam, but this time she'd simply invited me over to hang out. There was no need to pretend anything.

Maybe she really just wanted to watch a movie or listen to music; spend the time not being bored alone at home. Maybe we could go back to being just friends, acting naturally like nothing had happened, as if it didn't matter at all. It wouldn't be surprising if everything was just circumstantial. Maria had always been very impulsive and reckless, I wouldn't be surprised.

But what if there was more? Maybe Maria was going to leave Ramón in the dust and finally get involved with me? After all, that cuck hadn't hesitated for a second to abandon his girlfriend all summer. It was his fault, even though he might not care after everything.

With this debate in my head, I soon arrived at her front door. She took a couple of minutes to open up and when I got to her door she received me still wearing her pajamas:

— Hi! Sorry, I overslept. Come on in... do you want something to eat?
— Well... to be honest, I've already eaten. I got up early, showered, and everything... but hey, don't worry about it, I'll accompany you, there's no rush.Ah, wow! What an early riser! With how late it got yesterday...! - she said while I accompanied her from the reception hall to the living room.
When I got there, being a much brighter piece, I could appreciate her clothing better. The camisole she was wearing was more like a large cotton T-shirt that was long enough to cover her up to just above the middle of her thigh.
He said: 'Well, if you don't mind, I'm going to have breakfast'
 
Soon he returned from the kitchen with some toast with butter and a pair of glasses of juice, of which he offered me one. We sat down together at the table and while eating he said to me:
—It was fine yesterday. Thanks again, I think we did a good job in front of my friends; they never suspected for a moment that we weren't boyfriends – she said smiling. – Maybe we can go out with them some other day. I think you hit it off well, especially with Tania; she wasn't stopping asking me questions about you.
 
I watched her while she was devouring her toast. She was sitting right in front of me, and I was enjoying myself seeing her graceful movements as she ate.
This treatment of ours is turning out to be very rewarding. Hey, there's nothing wrong with taking advantage of the situation and enjoying it, don't you think? - he said smiling with his mouth half full
No, no... It's true – I said.
I'm glad you're enjoying it too. I already told you, take advantage of everything that tickles your fancy, that's what friends are for!
— Well... but... don't you think Ramón will get upset if he finds out? – I dared to ask.
That idiot lost the right to be jealous when he left for vacation and left me here alone – she replied somewhat annoyed – I have my needs, and he has no right to deprive me of them! – she screamed.

Then, after a small pause and calmer, she got up and approached me. 'Give me your hand' she said, taking it at the same time. She started bending my fingers one by one, leaving only my middle finger erect. Then she placed my hand on my right knee with my finger pointing upwards. She came closer, directing her pubis towards my knee, where she was still holding my finger with one hand. A few seconds later, she began to lower herself onto me and inserted it into her interior. By then I had relaxed the other fingers, leaving my hand completely open. María finally sat completely on the palm of my hand, with my middle finger inside her wet sex.
 
He looked at me for an instant, then closed his eyes and started to move up and down on top of me. I couldn't really see anything, everything was covered by her shirt, but it was extremely exciting. I limited myself to observing her and enjoying the touch, feeling every detail of the inside of her sex, and trying not to move my hand.
 
Little by little she was accelerating the rhythm, alternating between vertical movements and circular movements, thus maximizing the contact of my finger with her vaginal walls. She was very wet, entering and exiting easily, and was impregnating my palm with her flow, with her hairy pubis impacting in sync.
 
Riding and masturbating with my finger, occasionally pressing hard against me, rubbing her clitoris against my hand. It took a few more minutes for her to come. I could feel her sex contracting and she, always with her eyes closed, tensed her back towards the back and let out a few intense gasps.
 
As he relaxed, he fell onto me, grabbing my shoulders. He looked at me and kissed me.
— Do you see? This is exactly what I was saying... – he said with some difficulty as he recovered his breath – Ramón wanted to deprive me of this pleasure by leaving me stranded. It's very selfish on his part. But I'm not going to let him get away with it.
 
So I stood up and started picking up the remains of breakfast. I sat down quietly for a moment, reflecting on what had been said to me and recovering from my erection. I brought my finger, which just a few moments before had helped my friend reach an orgasm, to my nose. It was starting to become a very familiar scent.
Come with me, I have to take a shower, she said when she finished in the kitchen.

I followed her down the hallway at a certain distance. We arrived at her room but I waited at the door. She, completely absorbed, disappeared behind the door of her closet. I imagined she was looking for the clothes she would wear after the shower. I saw her pajamas fly, and she threw them onto the bed.
 
A while later he closed the closet door reappearing in front of me holding a bra and matching shorts in his hand. Otherwise, I had left completely naked. I was still standing in the doorway, somewhat dazed.
— What are you doing standing there? Come on, I won't bite... for now. – he said laughing. I entered slowly and sat down at the edge of his bed, which was the only spot that was sufficiently clear. Honestly, his room was a disaster.
— Well, she said, still standing there, naked and holding her clothes in her hand — stay here.
Her room had its own bathroom. It seemed quite small, from where I was sitting I could see a sink and the glass door of the shower, all in about 2 or 3 square meters.
María left the clothes on top of the bed, right next to me, and entered the bathroom without closing the door. She locked herself in the shower and I could observe her for a while until the steam stuck to the glass and only her silhouette was vaguely visible.
 
He finished in just a few minutes. As he was leaving, he quickly wrapped himself in his towel, drying off with it. Seeing him like that made me remember the scene in the pool's locker room the day before, and I quickly got excited again. I saw her drying herself off with my lost gaze, while reliving those moments in my head... His voice brought me back to reality:
Hey! You're spaced out, what were you thinking about?
She was standing in front of me completely naked. She had finished drying herself off although her hair was still wet and drops were falling from her locks to the floor, leaving a moist trail on her skin as they went.
– Are you hard? – my friend asked me, faithful to herself. Without giving me time to say anything, she continued, pointing at her body and saying – Do you like what you see? Do I make it hard for you? Do I get you excited? Then, getting closer to me, she opened her lips wider showing me the inside of her sex: Look... do you like my vulva? Would you like to put your big cock in my cunt? – she wasn't leaving me unprovoked, and I was starting to sweat excessively – Or maybe you'd like to put it in my bum? – she said while turning and leaning back, opening her buttocks, exposing her anus, which shone like a crown jewel on her sex.
 
Come on, don't be shy; take it off and have a good masturbation. Look how soft it is, touch it...! – María was still saying. Then she turned her head to look at me and said – I'm serious, have a masturbation, you won't want to stay like that all day!
 
I then understood that he was serious, it was my way out to release all the tension I had been accumulating since I arrived at his house... and barely an hour had passed since I got there.
 
I followed his advice and took off my shorts with boxers included. She smiled at me and continued her show:
— Look how tight... Do you think your hole would let me in the bum? – he started rubbing his sphincter with his fingers. He was moistening his index finger on his lubricated vulva and bringing it back to his anus. Little by little, this gave way, allowing the tip to enter.
 
Then she turned back to face me and moved her hips doing a kind of little dance, emphasizing her pussy, which she brought closer so I could appreciate it well. Then she started caressing her breasts:
Do you like my breasts? Touch them well – and I did it with the free hand left over – Do you want to come on my breasts? If so! Come closer! Cum on my breasts!
 
She got down on her knees right in front of me. I approached her while Maria squeezed my penis between her breasts. The contact of my glans with her skin was all I needed to ejaculate onto her.
It was monumental. My sperm covered a large part of her bust, which she didn't wipe away at any moment. After finishing the viscous and whitish liquid it was dripping down her skin.
Ah, damn it, you've showered me again! - he said laughing - Yes, this is better than soap! - continued laughing.
He got up and taking the pajama top that I had thrown on the bed a moment before, used it to wipe himself a bit clean. Then he threw it back in the same spot, probably to put it back on again tonight.
He got dressed with the pair of clothes I had chosen, without putting on a bra or panties, and he told me:
Okay, ready to watch a movie?
I put on my briefs and shorts and went with my friend to the hall. All sorts of thoughts were going through my head; guilt, remorse, ... although also morbid curiosity, and a desire to fuck... That explosive mix of feelings was disappearing as I watched María walking and jumping happily down the corridor. Her buttocks bounced like jelly as she trotted along, and they were partially visible under her tiny and airy cotton shorts.
Before the TV, Maria knelt down opening the lowest drawer, full of DVDs. As she did it, and with no difficulty, I could see her vulva again, which was slipping out from under the fabric. In that position my friend turned her head and asked:
What do you fancy seeing?
Yes, definitely; to hell with the blame and regrets. I didn't know how or exactly when, but I was going to sleep with Maria. Continue