It was late, I was very tired and had been left alone in my sector for at least an hour. I had been working overtime for weeks to finish a job that didn't seem to be going anywhere. Then Malena decided to leave it for the next day, she wanted to get home, relax, and be with her pets. I turned off my computer, made one last touch-up in the bathroom, liked looking good, liking herself. Especially moisturizing and coloring those plump lips that stood out so much. In the elevator, I ran into Dante, a colleague barely a few years older than me, with whom I always got along well, although I sensed that behind his serious and quiet profile hid a life or thoughts that were probably more luxurious. I noticed it from his glances, which although timid were charged with tension and desire. We had a typical elevator chat and end-of-work conversation. That day I felt him more relaxed, his glances were less disguised and more direct towards my cleavage. It's worth mentioning that my breasts were very large, and when I relaxed they would loosen up a bit to feel a little more freedom. I had undone two buttons on my shirt and was showing a suggestive neckline that given the good volume of my breasts was hard not to be a temptation. Especially for Dante who had fantasized about me so many times, although I didn't know it. Oh, sorry, I forgot how I had my shirt she said between amused and coquettish. To which Dante replied that it didn't matter, in fact he was glad it was like that. At another time it would have bothered him, but he felt like provoking and playing that day Malena knew what she could cause in men. Dante was carrying a wine that had been given to him, from an old vintage that he thought he would save for a special occasion. As soon as I saw that wine, it brought back good memories of some casual night of debauchery, and I noticed that between work, being single, and other responsibilities I didn't have a night like that. Dante had never paid attention to him in truth because he had a girlfriend, never looked at him with desire eyes, but today particularly found him attractive. Maybe it was the lack of sex, maybe it was the possibility of the forbidden, maybe the memories that brought that wine, maybe the shirt and perfume he wore, or maybe all that together. Then I asked if he was waiting for a special night like that one, with such wine, to which Dante, disheartened, wished so but no, it was a gift and had to be saved for a special occasion and that night wouldn't be able to be because his girlfriend had other plans. Malena wanted to play a little with an indirect one, told him it was a shame since the night lent itself perfectly. It was spring and indeed it was perfect, they would make between 18 and 20 degrees, the perfect temperature to enjoy a cup. Dante perceived that indirect or wanted so, the case is that he retorted saying: that has a solution, if you like wine I can share it with you. He thought it would end in that simple phrase, that she would respond with humor and already. But far from that she responded: I have no plans, and I could use a balcony chat 😨 Do you mean my place then? M: 9 Se opened the elevator door, they said goodbye and each went their way, without witnesses of that innocent chat that promised a long night. Or at least without witnesses is what they thought. Each in their own home, had time to bathe and prepare for what both presented would not be a simple balcony chat. With Swiss watch punctuality Dante was at 9 pm at the building entrance, he was anxious, always had fantasized secretly about Malena in various situations, wasn't sure if anything would happen but had faith. She received him and let him in, she was simple but no less sexy, a gray dress with black details and a white muscular one that highlighted her bust. He wore a gray shirt and slightly fitted jeans. Meanwhile the accompanied like music the incredible voice of Nina Simone, they ate a snack on the balcony, savoring the rich wine, chatting about trivial things, and others not so much, somewhat more personal, that showed none of them was very satisfied with their intimate life currently. As the conversation went on, the wine ran out, but they were enjoying the chat and it was still early. She, showing herself to be a box full of surprises, asked if he liked whiskey, because she had a 15-year-old Chivas that she also wanted to share. She pointed to the shelf where the bottle was and told him to serve himself, with just one ice cube for her. He agreed gladly, feeling comfortable. Malena stayed thoughtful, leaning on the balcony railing, looking at the city from the 8th floor where they were. She was debating internally whether she should or shouldn't do something, she was feeling comfortable, desired, sexy, and wanting to misbehave a little too. Dante walking towards the balcony couldn't believe he had finally found himself in such a situation with her, and saw her so sensual that he knew he had to take a risk. With his cold hand on the whisky glass, he stroked her arm, which made her feel a shiver, not just from the cold. They took a couple of sips, they were uninhibited and the sexual tension was felt in the air. The situation repeated itself, she leaned over the railing, but this time he was behind her, they stood together, her hair ran through his hands and he gave her a soft kiss on the neck that was the trigger for everything. She stopped resisting her internal debate, turned around and they merged into an intense kiss, right on the balcony, without even worrying about who might see them. The kiss transformed into a struggle to show who kissed better, who played better, barely using their teeth to bite very softly, in a luxurious way. free that neck that longed to be kissed, while the other hand was approaching what Dante most desired, those breasts that seemed to want to break through the muscular white. Malena bit her lips due to excitement and emitted small sounds of pleasure. If there's something that eroticizes her it's kissing on the neck and playing with her tits. Besides, she felt through her fine pollera a penis promising to be interesting. Then she brought her hand back, wanting to feel that hardness in her hand, while Dante was already thinking about the next step, it was risky, forbidden but exciting, he wanted to do it there, in that position possible view of curious neighbors. It was then that putting her hands under the pollera, began to feel that pronounced and fleshy Booty that incited sin, protected by a black thong that got lost in such Booty. She started to take it down while she complained lightly that they shouldn't be there. On one hand thinking about how they could see her but on the other seized by an extreme luxurious desire. Overcome by this last feeling let Dante slide under her pollera, and then he started to perform what would be one of the best oral sex of his life. She with one hand resting on the railing and the other lifting up her skirt a little to facilitate the task, received a wonderful job of lips and tongue in her vagina, especially in her clitoris. Then she incorporated into the game first one then two fingers to start masturbating while her tongue was already playing in that marvelous Booty. There were so many desires and accumulated tension for days that she relaxed and dedicated herself to enjoying the imminent orgasm that, after a few minutes of passionate work by Dante, was reaching. A well-deserved orgasm for all the sensuality accumulated in that body, which calmed down by covering her mouth not to be heard and wake up curious ones, if they hadn't already done so. When she could recover from such an orgasm they sought each other out in a new lascivious kiss. Carnal and grabbing Dante by the shirt he led him inside until he sat down on the couch. He asked her to take off her clothes but not her shoes or thong. She did as told and he couldn't believe what he saw, it was a tempting body in excess, the breasts wanted to burst out of the bra, and the thong got lost in those curves. So she knelt down and totally excited wanted to return the favor. While they were kissing again she opened his shirt then the jean zipper to put her hand inside, she was curious to feel what he had inside Dante and wasn't wrong when she thought it would be interesting. She started touching a thick cock from the inside and realized she couldn't fit her hand around it, so she didn't last long and made him take off his jeans, after a kiss starting to go down on his chest, belly until finally bringing it to her mouth, first with playful and funny kisses then in a first attempt trying to put half of the cock in her mouth. And she felt excited, especially seeing what her skill was provoking and that's why Dante was almost twisting from pleasure. Then she knew it was time to play with one of her deadly weapons. She freed her precious and enormous breasts from the bra's yoke and looking with a picaresque and sensual smile placed her lover's cock between them, enjoying and noticing how Dante closed his eyes and moaned from pleasure and morbidness of the situation. He opened his eyes again just to see Male letting out a little saliva on her tits to moisten the area and facilitate movement. It was incredible seeing how despite the good size of his penis, it managed to get completely lost between those breasts. 😨 If you only knew how many times I imagined this moment Male M: Ah yes? Do you like playing with my tits? D: Uff, you're driving me crazy, not much left... M: I want her in my tits, all!...
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