I proposed to my wife that she send me a story about one of her adventures in Colombia before we got married when she was around 20 years old, it excited me a lot to know what they had done and I fantasized being there with her watching her. This is what she wrote:
I hope you enjoy it...
I stayed until I found a friend at the 19th Street commercial center on Third Avenue after university. I left my last class at 4 pm, and went straight to the commercial center. When I arrived, I bought a coffee, sat down at one of the outdoor tables, and lit a cigarette, smoking it while waiting. I finished my coffee, but my friend didn't show up; I was deciding whether to buy another coffee or get up from the table and take a walk around the commercial center while waiting for her some more, when a guy sitting at the next table asked if he could have a cigarette. When I offered it to him, he asked if I was waiting for someone, and when I told him who, he offered to keep me company for a bit.
Carlos and I started talking about different things. What we did, where we lived, what we were doing in that place. When I decided not to wait any longer for my friend, Carlos asked for my phone number so we could do something later if I was interested.
We said goodbye, I went home, called my friend to ask why she hadn't shown up and to tell her about the guy who was nice and had asked for my phone number.
A few days later, Carlos called me and invited me out and asked if I would bring someone along for a friend's party the following weekend. I agreed without asking my friend if she wanted to go. After all; I was obligated to go with her because I had left her waiting last time.
Friday arrived, and we met up with Carlos and his brother at a bar in Chapinero around 10 pm. We ordered a bottle of aguardiente, and started dancing and drinking. Carlos and I danced the whole time, stopping for breaks to rest and take another drink. Each song that was playing, was an opportunity to get closer and touch each other more... the back, waist, arms, neck, face.... The atmosphere was great and we danced and almost drank until one o'clock in the morning. We didn't want to stop drinking and decided to go to another bar that would be open later. This bar was more intimate and there wasn't as much dancing as at the previous place, but it had bench-style tables. My friend and Carlos' brother sat on one side, and Carlos and I on the other. When we sat down, we couldn't contain ourselves anymore and started kissing passionately, touching each other's bodies. We didn't care who was looking at us. His hands touched my legs from the knee up, without stopping, until they reached my pussy. Carlos put his hands inside my shirt and touched my breasts. My hands rubbed his penis and felt it getting hard. We only stopped to keep drinking, but we were more interested in how excited we were and in keeping touching each other. Around 3 am, with many drinks on board, we went to the apartment of Carlos' brother and finished a bottle of aguardiente while continuing to kiss. My friend and Carlos' brother left for the bedroom, and Carlos and I stayed in the living room. He lay on top of me, touching my breasts and his penis touching my pussy. I took off his shirt and he took off mine. Then I took off my bra and started kissing my breasts. His tongue licked each breast while his hand touched my pussy. Carlos stopped and I lowered the zipper of his jeans, took them down, and started touching his penis; he took off his underwear and put his penis in front of my face. My tongue touched his penis and my mouth instantly started sucking his hard, big, and hot cock. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter, and his cock got harder. I started touching myself and when he realized it, I stopped, took off my pants, and He started touching me. He licked his fingers and I put them in my pussy. We lay down on the sofa again, touching and exciting each other more. Moans could be heard from the other room, and it excited us so much that his penis entered my pussy with such force that I also started moaning. His lips on my neck and ears made me moan harder, and the noises from the other side of the wall excited me more. While Carlos was penetrating me, I imagined how they were penetrating my friend and how they were touching her. I thought about how her vagina would open for a big and hard penis, and how she would long to put that same penis in her mouth. My pussy was so wet that the juice came out every time Carlos moved his penis in and out. He couldn't hold back from sucking the juice that was dripping from me. It was my turn to moan, to make others listen, get excited, and imagine how they were pleasing me. His mouth on my lips, and now my mouth on his penis, savoring a little of his semen...both of us enjoying and wanting more. I'm about to come, but I don't want to stop. He feels my hot juice, and quickly turns me over and puts me on all fours so he can put his penis in from behind. It's so hard that every time he puts it in, I feel it well inside. Don't stop, don't stop. Go on, more, more. All of his semen is inside my pussy, mixed with my juice, my moans, his moans, the moans from the other room, I don't know who's enjoying it more, but I enjoyed it a lot. I'm so satisfied, but so tired that I don't have the energy to move. I just knew I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them, it was clear, and we had to leave quickly. I would see Carlos again, and we went out other times, but one night like that crazy night, we never had again.
I hope you enjoy it...
I stayed until I found a friend at the 19th Street commercial center on Third Avenue after university. I left my last class at 4 pm, and went straight to the commercial center. When I arrived, I bought a coffee, sat down at one of the outdoor tables, and lit a cigarette, smoking it while waiting. I finished my coffee, but my friend didn't show up; I was deciding whether to buy another coffee or get up from the table and take a walk around the commercial center while waiting for her some more, when a guy sitting at the next table asked if he could have a cigarette. When I offered it to him, he asked if I was waiting for someone, and when I told him who, he offered to keep me company for a bit.
Carlos and I started talking about different things. What we did, where we lived, what we were doing in that place. When I decided not to wait any longer for my friend, Carlos asked for my phone number so we could do something later if I was interested.
We said goodbye, I went home, called my friend to ask why she hadn't shown up and to tell her about the guy who was nice and had asked for my phone number.
A few days later, Carlos called me and invited me out and asked if I would bring someone along for a friend's party the following weekend. I agreed without asking my friend if she wanted to go. After all; I was obligated to go with her because I had left her waiting last time.
Friday arrived, and we met up with Carlos and his brother at a bar in Chapinero around 10 pm. We ordered a bottle of aguardiente, and started dancing and drinking. Carlos and I danced the whole time, stopping for breaks to rest and take another drink. Each song that was playing, was an opportunity to get closer and touch each other more... the back, waist, arms, neck, face.... The atmosphere was great and we danced and almost drank until one o'clock in the morning. We didn't want to stop drinking and decided to go to another bar that would be open later. This bar was more intimate and there wasn't as much dancing as at the previous place, but it had bench-style tables. My friend and Carlos' brother sat on one side, and Carlos and I on the other. When we sat down, we couldn't contain ourselves anymore and started kissing passionately, touching each other's bodies. We didn't care who was looking at us. His hands touched my legs from the knee up, without stopping, until they reached my pussy. Carlos put his hands inside my shirt and touched my breasts. My hands rubbed his penis and felt it getting hard. We only stopped to keep drinking, but we were more interested in how excited we were and in keeping touching each other. Around 3 am, with many drinks on board, we went to the apartment of Carlos' brother and finished a bottle of aguardiente while continuing to kiss. My friend and Carlos' brother left for the bedroom, and Carlos and I stayed in the living room. He lay on top of me, touching my breasts and his penis touching my pussy. I took off his shirt and he took off mine. Then I took off my bra and started kissing my breasts. His tongue licked each breast while his hand touched my pussy. Carlos stopped and I lowered the zipper of his jeans, took them down, and started touching his penis; he took off his underwear and put his penis in front of my face. My tongue touched his penis and my mouth instantly started sucking his hard, big, and hot cock. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter, and his cock got harder. I started touching myself and when he realized it, I stopped, took off my pants, and He started touching me. He licked his fingers and I put them in my pussy. We lay down on the sofa again, touching and exciting each other more. Moans could be heard from the other room, and it excited us so much that his penis entered my pussy with such force that I also started moaning. His lips on my neck and ears made me moan harder, and the noises from the other side of the wall excited me more. While Carlos was penetrating me, I imagined how they were penetrating my friend and how they were touching her. I thought about how her vagina would open for a big and hard penis, and how she would long to put that same penis in her mouth. My pussy was so wet that the juice came out every time Carlos moved his penis in and out. He couldn't hold back from sucking the juice that was dripping from me. It was my turn to moan, to make others listen, get excited, and imagine how they were pleasing me. His mouth on my lips, and now my mouth on his penis, savoring a little of his semen...both of us enjoying and wanting more. I'm about to come, but I don't want to stop. He feels my hot juice, and quickly turns me over and puts me on all fours so he can put his penis in from behind. It's so hard that every time he puts it in, I feel it well inside. Don't stop, don't stop. Go on, more, more. All of his semen is inside my pussy, mixed with my juice, my moans, his moans, the moans from the other room, I don't know who's enjoying it more, but I enjoyed it a lot. I'm so satisfied, but so tired that I don't have the energy to move. I just knew I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them, it was clear, and we had to leave quickly. I would see Carlos again, and we went out other times, but one night like that crazy night, we never had again.
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