This story is fictional, with some touches of reality. Romantic relationships begin being extraordinary, mainly when you're young and start feeling those first sparks in your body. My name is Juan, I'm 25 years old. My partner is Paula and she's a year younger, 24, just like Macarena, her best friend. We met Pauli when we were barely 19 years old and it was really a perfect love. It was my first girlfriend and one of the first relationships. I'm a normal guy, but back then I was shy with girls. Mambos for guys. Pauli was quite similar and beyond that we met at a club, both of us had been forced to go there. Coincidentally, Macarena was also there, who later told me she recommended that I approach the jerk, me.
Macarena is the typical cutie chetita de plata who always ate up the world and even at some point, I thought Paula did it more to feel important than for being a good cutie. With her, we didn't really have a vibe. We came from different places and at that time, I didn't like anything that abused Paula and even less made me feel like an idiot. The thing is that by X reason, they were always friends and no matter how much my discomfort was due to the treatment, I never managed to ask them to stop seeing each other.
Sorry for this introduction, but it's important because years later, we found ourselves involved in a situation that even today, I don't believe.
Back to Paula, she is physically perfect, as far as my tastes are concerned. Thin, with some breasts and a round bum but very attractive. But she's shy and usually dresses quite loosely and doesn't give much thought to underwear. Honestly, it's fine. I accept her the way she is, or rather accepted her.
Macarena, on the other hand, as I said, is the typical young lady who dresses more provocatively and has no limits, or at least that's how I saw it. I can't deny that she
Worked out at the gym and has a spectacular ass, some breasts that aren't operated on but are well-placed and a very flat stomach. Plus, since she had a good economic situation, her family let her do whatever she wanted. Hair salon, clothes, car, caprices, you know. We all know a Macarena. Her face was the most beautiful thing about her, green eyes, a perfect mouth that when smiling formed two divine dimples at its ends and showed off some beautiful cheekbones. But she was a brunette and the young lady wanted to be blonde, I think. Something had to bug her. Yes, I know, I judge her a lot but that's how things went down and I don't think of omitting an adjective I think of her. Sorry, what I thought of her.
Sexual experiences with Paula were calm. The basics, I didn't ask much, but I thought I was one of her first sexual experiences too. A lot of missionary and it cost me a lot to make her suck my cock. Not to mention the ass. That was almost forbidden. I don't want to dwell on her way of thinking because she had an incorrect concept of promiscuity. I accepted everything, our thing went beyond.
For four years, I only crossed paths with Macarena for birthdays. During that time, I graduated in Marketing and Paula was studying psychology at UBA. Everything was perfect. However, a year ago things took another turn.
With Pauli we moved in together. We rented a pretty small apartment near the center of Buenos Aires so it would be close to both of us. Sex had improved and I really felt like she was the girl I wanted to marry. Besides the sexual aspect, there were moments when I didn't have anyone else. That's why and for many more reasons, one summer night I proposed marriage to her. It had been all quite exciting. That night, we entered the apartment, passionately kissing each other, even though we had a lot of alcohol on us, Pauli was out of control. - Come on, get me off - she'd say, taking down my pants between kisses. - Come on, come here to the balcony- - What's up?- She said to me I surprised because she wasn't like that. - Dale, let's do something new- I smile, dragging myself to the balcony. She started sucking my cock, beautifully. Really, I was being perfect. - Do you like it?- she asked while sucking my head and looking at me from below. - I love my love. – I moaned with pleasure, so much that I wanted to cum. - And do you like seeing me through the reflection of the door? – She stopped sucking me, put her tongue on the tip of my cock. When I opened my eyes, I looked at her in the reflection. She was looking at me too. - I love it. – I managed to say biting my lips. - Do you know what I want?- she started sucking my cock again - What? – - Two things…- she took my cock out of her mouth. I opened my eyes and she started taking off her pants. She had a little thong, very sexy, surprisingly sexy and more on her. I was left speechless. - What...-. I stuttered - Let me finish in your mouth... – She answered with a different voice. Honestly, I didn't understand anything. - And what else? – - And…- she started sucking my cock again. - Don't you get angry? – - Tell me... - I replied feeling like she was playing with her tongue. - Let's do more crazy things...- - For example? – I was already about to explode. - I don't know, look at the thong I put on. – She lifted it up and buried it deeper in my ass. - I'm going to cum, I can't take it anymore…- I tried to get her out of my mouth, she didn't like it. She grabbed my ass and pushed me into her mouth. I started cumming with force and she was still there with her eyes closed, while my legs trembled with each ejaculation that came out. At that moment, Pauli took my hand and brought it to her head, moving her mouth on my cock as it dripped cum down the sides. She was sucking me, better said, cleaning me. - Do you like it?- she asked kneeling, smiling with a little cum in her mouth. - I loved it, but what happened?- I furrowed my brow, surprised. - Nothing, that's all I know. We're getting married and I don't want our thing to die. Besides, you kill yourself with porn and it's a weakness of mine. I don't know… – She started looking at the mirror and touching her ass. Besides, it's good over there. This... I was smiling while getting tangled up. In all of that, I was already feeling like Bonner again. It was another woman and I loved her. There was no need to ask questions, not yet. - What crazy thing do you want to do? - Since you're hard again, I want you to put it in here, right in front of the door... – She put her hands on the glass, stopped the Booty, and looked at me over her shoulder. - Are you up for it? – she smiled. Quickly, I threw myself at her, ran my fingers under her thong, and got inside. She was totally wet. She was looking out the window. - I don't know what's wrong with you, but I love it. – I said, kissing her neck and not stopping to hold her. - Ahh! Yes! Keep going!- she moaned, pushing her bum back. – Touch my ass if you like it, give it... - She continued moaning, and instantly brought my hand to her ass so she could squeeze and rub her little hole. - You're amazing, you're going to make me cum again. – - Ahh! Yes! Hold on a bit longer! Give it! – I was begging and continuing to scream happily. - I can't hold on! Give it! – I tried to squeeze the cock but honestly, we weren't holding out much because we didn't take that long. – Speak like this distracts me, no...- I said, trying to clear my head. - What if someone is watching us? – She asked between moans. - What? Is there someone? – I wanted to get up, but she didn't let me. - No, keep going- She continued moving. - What if someone sees us? Don't you get hot?- It threw me off, I didn't know what was happening. I didn't know which part of this had slipped away from me. - I suppose a touch of shame... I have no idea. – - It turns me on that they can see how I'm doing! Keep going, I'm almost done! – She accelerated the movement and I lost it, left hard. - Give it love! Screw it with passion, let's finish together- she was screaming and holding onto me to get it all in. A few minutes later, I felt her pussy squeezing my cock and finished with her. She grabbed my head and fell back on her back. – What's up? – I asked after getting out and settling down. I was walking back and forth, half-nervous. She wasn't responding and I was looking for her with my eyes. - What's up? - Nothing... I don't want you to get mad, but I talked to Maca a few days ago when we got together and told her I was weird, like without energy and she gave me some types. But no way! Don't get mad because I didn't tell her anything about us sexually...- I was left stunned, Do I have to thank her or get mad? They were seeing each other more often, but what do I know. The young lady hadn't even come to see the dept where we lived and didn't give me much to know about us. For now, I had to go to sleep. I couldn't take it anymore. A few days later, after a long time without seeing each other, I ran into her at a supermarket near work, Macarena. We looked at each other, hesitated in greeting, but the Booty was long and we started talking...
Macarena is the typical cutie chetita de plata who always ate up the world and even at some point, I thought Paula did it more to feel important than for being a good cutie. With her, we didn't really have a vibe. We came from different places and at that time, I didn't like anything that abused Paula and even less made me feel like an idiot. The thing is that by X reason, they were always friends and no matter how much my discomfort was due to the treatment, I never managed to ask them to stop seeing each other.
Sorry for this introduction, but it's important because years later, we found ourselves involved in a situation that even today, I don't believe.
Back to Paula, she is physically perfect, as far as my tastes are concerned. Thin, with some breasts and a round bum but very attractive. But she's shy and usually dresses quite loosely and doesn't give much thought to underwear. Honestly, it's fine. I accept her the way she is, or rather accepted her.
Macarena, on the other hand, as I said, is the typical young lady who dresses more provocatively and has no limits, or at least that's how I saw it. I can't deny that she
Worked out at the gym and has a spectacular ass, some breasts that aren't operated on but are well-placed and a very flat stomach. Plus, since she had a good economic situation, her family let her do whatever she wanted. Hair salon, clothes, car, caprices, you know. We all know a Macarena. Her face was the most beautiful thing about her, green eyes, a perfect mouth that when smiling formed two divine dimples at its ends and showed off some beautiful cheekbones. But she was a brunette and the young lady wanted to be blonde, I think. Something had to bug her. Yes, I know, I judge her a lot but that's how things went down and I don't think of omitting an adjective I think of her. Sorry, what I thought of her.
Sexual experiences with Paula were calm. The basics, I didn't ask much, but I thought I was one of her first sexual experiences too. A lot of missionary and it cost me a lot to make her suck my cock. Not to mention the ass. That was almost forbidden. I don't want to dwell on her way of thinking because she had an incorrect concept of promiscuity. I accepted everything, our thing went beyond.
For four years, I only crossed paths with Macarena for birthdays. During that time, I graduated in Marketing and Paula was studying psychology at UBA. Everything was perfect. However, a year ago things took another turn.
With Pauli we moved in together. We rented a pretty small apartment near the center of Buenos Aires so it would be close to both of us. Sex had improved and I really felt like she was the girl I wanted to marry. Besides the sexual aspect, there were moments when I didn't have anyone else. That's why and for many more reasons, one summer night I proposed marriage to her. It had been all quite exciting. That night, we entered the apartment, passionately kissing each other, even though we had a lot of alcohol on us, Pauli was out of control. - Come on, get me off - she'd say, taking down my pants between kisses. - Come on, come here to the balcony- - What's up?- She said to me I surprised because she wasn't like that. - Dale, let's do something new- I smile, dragging myself to the balcony. She started sucking my cock, beautifully. Really, I was being perfect. - Do you like it?- she asked while sucking my head and looking at me from below. - I love my love. – I moaned with pleasure, so much that I wanted to cum. - And do you like seeing me through the reflection of the door? – She stopped sucking me, put her tongue on the tip of my cock. When I opened my eyes, I looked at her in the reflection. She was looking at me too. - I love it. – I managed to say biting my lips. - Do you know what I want?- she started sucking my cock again - What? – - Two things…- she took my cock out of her mouth. I opened my eyes and she started taking off her pants. She had a little thong, very sexy, surprisingly sexy and more on her. I was left speechless. - What...-. I stuttered - Let me finish in your mouth... – She answered with a different voice. Honestly, I didn't understand anything. - And what else? – - And…- she started sucking my cock again. - Don't you get angry? – - Tell me... - I replied feeling like she was playing with her tongue. - Let's do more crazy things...- - For example? – I was already about to explode. - I don't know, look at the thong I put on. – She lifted it up and buried it deeper in my ass. - I'm going to cum, I can't take it anymore…- I tried to get her out of my mouth, she didn't like it. She grabbed my ass and pushed me into her mouth. I started cumming with force and she was still there with her eyes closed, while my legs trembled with each ejaculation that came out. At that moment, Pauli took my hand and brought it to her head, moving her mouth on my cock as it dripped cum down the sides. She was sucking me, better said, cleaning me. - Do you like it?- she asked kneeling, smiling with a little cum in her mouth. - I loved it, but what happened?- I furrowed my brow, surprised. - Nothing, that's all I know. We're getting married and I don't want our thing to die. Besides, you kill yourself with porn and it's a weakness of mine. I don't know… – She started looking at the mirror and touching her ass. Besides, it's good over there. This... I was smiling while getting tangled up. In all of that, I was already feeling like Bonner again. It was another woman and I loved her. There was no need to ask questions, not yet. - What crazy thing do you want to do? - Since you're hard again, I want you to put it in here, right in front of the door... – She put her hands on the glass, stopped the Booty, and looked at me over her shoulder. - Are you up for it? – she smiled. Quickly, I threw myself at her, ran my fingers under her thong, and got inside. She was totally wet. She was looking out the window. - I don't know what's wrong with you, but I love it. – I said, kissing her neck and not stopping to hold her. - Ahh! Yes! Keep going!- she moaned, pushing her bum back. – Touch my ass if you like it, give it... - She continued moaning, and instantly brought my hand to her ass so she could squeeze and rub her little hole. - You're amazing, you're going to make me cum again. – - Ahh! Yes! Hold on a bit longer! Give it! – I was begging and continuing to scream happily. - I can't hold on! Give it! – I tried to squeeze the cock but honestly, we weren't holding out much because we didn't take that long. – Speak like this distracts me, no...- I said, trying to clear my head. - What if someone is watching us? – She asked between moans. - What? Is there someone? – I wanted to get up, but she didn't let me. - No, keep going- She continued moving. - What if someone sees us? Don't you get hot?- It threw me off, I didn't know what was happening. I didn't know which part of this had slipped away from me. - I suppose a touch of shame... I have no idea. – - It turns me on that they can see how I'm doing! Keep going, I'm almost done! – She accelerated the movement and I lost it, left hard. - Give it love! Screw it with passion, let's finish together- she was screaming and holding onto me to get it all in. A few minutes later, I felt her pussy squeezing my cock and finished with her. She grabbed my head and fell back on her back. – What's up? – I asked after getting out and settling down. I was walking back and forth, half-nervous. She wasn't responding and I was looking for her with my eyes. - What's up? - Nothing... I don't want you to get mad, but I talked to Maca a few days ago when we got together and told her I was weird, like without energy and she gave me some types. But no way! Don't get mad because I didn't tell her anything about us sexually...- I was left stunned, Do I have to thank her or get mad? They were seeing each other more often, but what do I know. The young lady hadn't even come to see the dept where we lived and didn't give me much to know about us. For now, I had to go to sleep. I couldn't take it anymore. A few days later, after a long time without seeing each other, I ran into her at a supermarket near work, Macarena. We looked at each other, hesitated in greeting, but the Booty was long and we started talking...
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