New Year's Eve, 6:30 am. I was returning from my friends' house where I had a nice night, meeting new people, trying new drinks, toasts, photos, etc. I felt excited, hot, maybe due to the alcohol or the roses when dancing, no idea. Anyway, I was decided to do something with the skinny guy. I know it's been a while since I posted any relatable content, they're all similar to previous ones, I've had sex with friends, with the skinny guy (my stepfather), but I feel like they're just the same old experiences, so this time it was different.
As I was traveling on the bus going to work, I sat down, gave my seat to an elderly woman, the bus was quite full, today is Monday, January 3rd, and we have to start anew with the routine, I was sitting almost at the back, and every time someone passed behind me to touch the bell and get off at the stop, I would slightly incline towards the back, as if pulling out my butt a bit, so that the person passing behind me could rub my ass or hand with theirs, yes, even when I felt some physical contact, I'd go back to my seat so that that person would think it was their fault.
I was thinking about how to tell this story in the most detailed way possible. And feeling like people are going to get annoyed or bored without wanting me to exit and want to think more deeply about the details.
I arrived home at 6:30 am, between despairs, my half-brother had left, and I thought that surely our parents were sleeping in their room, luckily, my stepfather was asleep on the couch and my mom in her room. I kicked the skinny guy's foot when he opened his eyes, lifted one of my legs pointing to the bathroom, he already knows what was coming. After all these years, we know each other or understand the direct ones. Sometimes when we have little time, we do a quickie on the table or dining room, and it's 3 or 5 minutes where he finishes or doesn't even finish, we have to cut it short because my mom or half-brother open the door. It's very little time, but sometimes... sufficient to feel adrenaline and pleasure, take out a little excitement, or give the spark for passion to burn at night. The skinny guy hugged me, wishing me a happy year, saying some words while his mischievous hand squeezed my butt and slowly lifted my dress, I'm going to wash a bit. He told me that while he was going to the bathroom, I waited on the couch, but then decided to go with him and help him, to be a little more naughty. When I got in, he was drying himself off with a towel, I passed my tongue over his chest while rubbing his cock against my belly, took him to the washing machine and told him to sit on the edge so his balls wouldn't get squished. He reclined a bit, put a bucket where we leave dirty laundry on the side, so one of his legs could rest and he could relax better. His cock was still flaccid, even though he always gets hard or has an erection when we start doing something, this time not. Because he was a little drunk still, and it hadn't gone away completely, I didn't have a problem, somehow or other it would start to get hard. Started giving him kisses on the balls, licking them while masturbating him, for a moment I felt like I'd be getting more work than normal since his cock wasn't showing any signs of life, until I noticed it was growing, the difference was minimal, still very flaccid, but an improvement. Obviously I didn't stop, kept sucking his testicles full, Well sloppy, spitting, passing my tongue over where I had spat, putting a testicle in my mouth and blowing on the saliva that was in my mouth to make him cum down his legs and have the slobber fall onto the edge of the washing machine, absorb that saliva like my lips were an ice cream and go back to spitting on his balls, all that while I was masturbating him. I didn't want to suck his cock yet, I wanted him to start feeling it taking shape, so then I could put it in my mouth. After sucking his testicles for a bit, I started passing my tongue under his testicles, How in direction of the anus, between his thighs, It was so soft his skin in that area that I gave me more reasons to pass my tongue there than through his balls, maybe because of the sticky saliva that was left, so while I was licking his balls, I also passed my tongue under his testicles. He then brought one of his legs to his chest, i.e., his knee to his chest, leaving a little more exposed his anus. I intuited that he wanted that, that he would suck my ass, indirectly I went approaching him slowly, from lick to lick, until I finished sucking his anus all the way to his balls, like a slut taking water. He looked good... he didn't tell me not to, and it seemed like something he prepared, I felt the smell of soap on his ass. It wasn't a soapy taste, it was the smell of soap. A clean aroma, good hygiene. He never was one of those who would let you touch their ass. But since I was a little drunk, maybe that's what made him relax more. His cock was already taking shape, between 70 and 80 percent of normal. I had my underwear all soaked. Don't touch me much, because if you do, I'll get more eager to fuck than to suck. I ran my underwear to the side to put my fingers in and get my fluids out and put them in my mouth, sometimes like sips, to have more saliva or make it foam, I feel it's more tasty and that his cock is dripping, and that's what I love. He asked me to go to the couch and close the door, so we could keep an eye on both sides, because the stairs creak when someone goes down, so if my mom were to come down, we'd hear her. Already on the couch. He lay down, like for me to keep sucking him, face up, with his two feet flat on the couch, I lay down in front of him, body to ground, leaving my head in front of his cock, and continued what I was doing, only this time I started with his cock, feeling it was time to put it in my mouth, I touched my bell, the walls of my throat producing saliva, to start emitting my saliva. I started putting it inside repeatedly, making soft arcs, Controlable, without joining the saliva and also without pulling out my cock from my mouth, I let all that slobber my throat was producing and his pre-seminal fluid flow down his cock to his balls with one of my hands massaging his balls, occasionally rubbing my thick finger on that part where he had smooth skin, between his balls and anus. I was studying him, going slow, slow, until I reached his anus when my thick finger arrived at it, started frotting and pushing the edges of his anus as if trying to dilate it, all while doing deep throat. I discovered that if his cock isn't 100% hard and is more like 90%, it's more spongy and a bit more flexible, I like it when it's like this because it lasts longer, making it easier to put it in my mouth and pull out my tongue to suck his balls, I can play better like this without fear of giving him a horrible gag. I didn't have much notion of time, how long I was pulling on the rubber, spitting on his cock, sucking his anus and rubbing my thick finger on the edges of his anus. I felt it more dilated, like more open, (jaja sounds bad for me to say that about a man) but every time my finger pressed into his anus, I noticed it opening up more. I didn't ask him, nor did he ask me, but when I started masturbating him with one hand, sucking his balls and with my other hand started pushing my index finger in slow motion, first inserting and then pulling out the little bone of the nail, later giving him a finger. Until I got to put it all the way inside. When I reached that point, I didn't want to take it out anymore, nor did I suck his balls again, just doing the blow job and playing with my finger in his anus, knowing that men have their G-spot in there. But I don't know how it feels, if it has a rough texture like mine or something weird you feel. I was only doing the same movement I'd like someone to do to me, feeling his anus tightening up, as if he was closing it himself, and it was because I made him move, at the same time as I was putting his cock in my throat, I did it many times and filled him with pleasure, pushing my head deep into his hands when I felt something tasty. Why otherwise I would just be playing with myself or giving myself massages on the back of my neck with his fingers, but when I got to what he loved, I felt a squeeze in my finger, I felt like his cock was getting hard, and when I took it out of my mouth and masturbated him, I saw how his pre-cum came out drop by drop. Luckily the couch is made of leather, or maybe it's just a nice stain from under his butt. I had the urge to sit on top of him, in my mind I said: I'll do it two more times until the end, take out my finger and get up, if my finger came out dirty or not, I didn't care. I'd clean myself with something, but I wanted to cum. When I finished thinking about that, Flaco says: you don't know how much cum I'm collecting... Me: (smiling, while passing his cock over my face) why? Flaco: because before you got here, I was thinking about you and my little friend was wanting to come out for a while. Me: were you jacking off? Flaco: no no, I just thought of you and remembered the dress you wore when you left, I didn't know what you had planned for today. Me: neither did I. It came out of nowhere. Flaco: I'm about to finish Eli, suck me slowly... In my mind, slut mother. I'll leave with the urge, but on the other hand it didn't bother me, I like giving oral sex and staying hot, it's like that after I get excited and then have to work twice as hard to lift that excitement again, but nothing like a good shower gets rid of those cum urges and lets me stay in the bathtub. He sucked slowly for a while without moving his finger. After that, came the massacre on the hen, I did deep throat many times, leaving everything on the field, would say Flaco, while moving his finger full. I was putting it in and taking it out, sometimes not until the end because they need to breathe or control. The arch that gave me, but at the next pumping it was all the way to the bottom. He squeezed his ass, his anus in an incredible, strong and hard way, putting his cock so hard, I heard his moan and breathing when he's about to cum, I only sucked until halfway down his cock, subsiding and moving my tongue from right to left, my finger entering and exiting in a hook shape, rubbing his G-spot, I'd say. When I felt the first ejaculation, Apollo put the bottom of my tongue on the tip of his cock, so it wouldn't give me a gag reflex and choke me, and inside his anus was a party, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing... I felt like his semen conduit was inflating and deflating, perfect with his ejaculation, everything at the same time. I had to swallow a little, or maybe I wanted to let out a little, I don't remember. But it's true, I had cum accumulated because it was quite a lot, already when he finished his orgasm. I took some of his semen and what was left, I left in his pubis, and obviously calling over his balls and the couch xD. What's going to happen... I pulled out my finger, didn't look at it, sucked a little on the head of his cock that was already deflating. I smiled, and more so, it was to wish him happy new year... like it was a gift. A happy birthday face, he combed his hair back with one of his hands while smiling and letting out a small sincere laugh. JaJAJa, Hope you like it, Happy New Year!
As I was traveling on the bus going to work, I sat down, gave my seat to an elderly woman, the bus was quite full, today is Monday, January 3rd, and we have to start anew with the routine, I was sitting almost at the back, and every time someone passed behind me to touch the bell and get off at the stop, I would slightly incline towards the back, as if pulling out my butt a bit, so that the person passing behind me could rub my ass or hand with theirs, yes, even when I felt some physical contact, I'd go back to my seat so that that person would think it was their fault.
I was thinking about how to tell this story in the most detailed way possible. And feeling like people are going to get annoyed or bored without wanting me to exit and want to think more deeply about the details.
I arrived home at 6:30 am, between despairs, my half-brother had left, and I thought that surely our parents were sleeping in their room, luckily, my stepfather was asleep on the couch and my mom in her room. I kicked the skinny guy's foot when he opened his eyes, lifted one of my legs pointing to the bathroom, he already knows what was coming. After all these years, we know each other or understand the direct ones. Sometimes when we have little time, we do a quickie on the table or dining room, and it's 3 or 5 minutes where he finishes or doesn't even finish, we have to cut it short because my mom or half-brother open the door. It's very little time, but sometimes... sufficient to feel adrenaline and pleasure, take out a little excitement, or give the spark for passion to burn at night. The skinny guy hugged me, wishing me a happy year, saying some words while his mischievous hand squeezed my butt and slowly lifted my dress, I'm going to wash a bit. He told me that while he was going to the bathroom, I waited on the couch, but then decided to go with him and help him, to be a little more naughty. When I got in, he was drying himself off with a towel, I passed my tongue over his chest while rubbing his cock against my belly, took him to the washing machine and told him to sit on the edge so his balls wouldn't get squished. He reclined a bit, put a bucket where we leave dirty laundry on the side, so one of his legs could rest and he could relax better. His cock was still flaccid, even though he always gets hard or has an erection when we start doing something, this time not. Because he was a little drunk still, and it hadn't gone away completely, I didn't have a problem, somehow or other it would start to get hard. Started giving him kisses on the balls, licking them while masturbating him, for a moment I felt like I'd be getting more work than normal since his cock wasn't showing any signs of life, until I noticed it was growing, the difference was minimal, still very flaccid, but an improvement. Obviously I didn't stop, kept sucking his testicles full, Well sloppy, spitting, passing my tongue over where I had spat, putting a testicle in my mouth and blowing on the saliva that was in my mouth to make him cum down his legs and have the slobber fall onto the edge of the washing machine, absorb that saliva like my lips were an ice cream and go back to spitting on his balls, all that while I was masturbating him. I didn't want to suck his cock yet, I wanted him to start feeling it taking shape, so then I could put it in my mouth. After sucking his testicles for a bit, I started passing my tongue under his testicles, How in direction of the anus, between his thighs, It was so soft his skin in that area that I gave me more reasons to pass my tongue there than through his balls, maybe because of the sticky saliva that was left, so while I was licking his balls, I also passed my tongue under his testicles. He then brought one of his legs to his chest, i.e., his knee to his chest, leaving a little more exposed his anus. I intuited that he wanted that, that he would suck my ass, indirectly I went approaching him slowly, from lick to lick, until I finished sucking his anus all the way to his balls, like a slut taking water. He looked good... he didn't tell me not to, and it seemed like something he prepared, I felt the smell of soap on his ass. It wasn't a soapy taste, it was the smell of soap. A clean aroma, good hygiene. He never was one of those who would let you touch their ass. But since I was a little drunk, maybe that's what made him relax more. His cock was already taking shape, between 70 and 80 percent of normal. I had my underwear all soaked. Don't touch me much, because if you do, I'll get more eager to fuck than to suck. I ran my underwear to the side to put my fingers in and get my fluids out and put them in my mouth, sometimes like sips, to have more saliva or make it foam, I feel it's more tasty and that his cock is dripping, and that's what I love. He asked me to go to the couch and close the door, so we could keep an eye on both sides, because the stairs creak when someone goes down, so if my mom were to come down, we'd hear her. Already on the couch. He lay down, like for me to keep sucking him, face up, with his two feet flat on the couch, I lay down in front of him, body to ground, leaving my head in front of his cock, and continued what I was doing, only this time I started with his cock, feeling it was time to put it in my mouth, I touched my bell, the walls of my throat producing saliva, to start emitting my saliva. I started putting it inside repeatedly, making soft arcs, Controlable, without joining the saliva and also without pulling out my cock from my mouth, I let all that slobber my throat was producing and his pre-seminal fluid flow down his cock to his balls with one of my hands massaging his balls, occasionally rubbing my thick finger on that part where he had smooth skin, between his balls and anus. I was studying him, going slow, slow, until I reached his anus when my thick finger arrived at it, started frotting and pushing the edges of his anus as if trying to dilate it, all while doing deep throat. I discovered that if his cock isn't 100% hard and is more like 90%, it's more spongy and a bit more flexible, I like it when it's like this because it lasts longer, making it easier to put it in my mouth and pull out my tongue to suck his balls, I can play better like this without fear of giving him a horrible gag. I didn't have much notion of time, how long I was pulling on the rubber, spitting on his cock, sucking his anus and rubbing my thick finger on the edges of his anus. I felt it more dilated, like more open, (jaja sounds bad for me to say that about a man) but every time my finger pressed into his anus, I noticed it opening up more. I didn't ask him, nor did he ask me, but when I started masturbating him with one hand, sucking his balls and with my other hand started pushing my index finger in slow motion, first inserting and then pulling out the little bone of the nail, later giving him a finger. Until I got to put it all the way inside. When I reached that point, I didn't want to take it out anymore, nor did I suck his balls again, just doing the blow job and playing with my finger in his anus, knowing that men have their G-spot in there. But I don't know how it feels, if it has a rough texture like mine or something weird you feel. I was only doing the same movement I'd like someone to do to me, feeling his anus tightening up, as if he was closing it himself, and it was because I made him move, at the same time as I was putting his cock in my throat, I did it many times and filled him with pleasure, pushing my head deep into his hands when I felt something tasty. Why otherwise I would just be playing with myself or giving myself massages on the back of my neck with his fingers, but when I got to what he loved, I felt a squeeze in my finger, I felt like his cock was getting hard, and when I took it out of my mouth and masturbated him, I saw how his pre-cum came out drop by drop. Luckily the couch is made of leather, or maybe it's just a nice stain from under his butt. I had the urge to sit on top of him, in my mind I said: I'll do it two more times until the end, take out my finger and get up, if my finger came out dirty or not, I didn't care. I'd clean myself with something, but I wanted to cum. When I finished thinking about that, Flaco says: you don't know how much cum I'm collecting... Me: (smiling, while passing his cock over my face) why? Flaco: because before you got here, I was thinking about you and my little friend was wanting to come out for a while. Me: were you jacking off? Flaco: no no, I just thought of you and remembered the dress you wore when you left, I didn't know what you had planned for today. Me: neither did I. It came out of nowhere. Flaco: I'm about to finish Eli, suck me slowly... In my mind, slut mother. I'll leave with the urge, but on the other hand it didn't bother me, I like giving oral sex and staying hot, it's like that after I get excited and then have to work twice as hard to lift that excitement again, but nothing like a good shower gets rid of those cum urges and lets me stay in the bathtub. He sucked slowly for a while without moving his finger. After that, came the massacre on the hen, I did deep throat many times, leaving everything on the field, would say Flaco, while moving his finger full. I was putting it in and taking it out, sometimes not until the end because they need to breathe or control. The arch that gave me, but at the next pumping it was all the way to the bottom. He squeezed his ass, his anus in an incredible, strong and hard way, putting his cock so hard, I heard his moan and breathing when he's about to cum, I only sucked until halfway down his cock, subsiding and moving my tongue from right to left, my finger entering and exiting in a hook shape, rubbing his G-spot, I'd say. When I felt the first ejaculation, Apollo put the bottom of my tongue on the tip of his cock, so it wouldn't give me a gag reflex and choke me, and inside his anus was a party, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing... I felt like his semen conduit was inflating and deflating, perfect with his ejaculation, everything at the same time. I had to swallow a little, or maybe I wanted to let out a little, I don't remember. But it's true, I had cum accumulated because it was quite a lot, already when he finished his orgasm. I took some of his semen and what was left, I left in his pubis, and obviously calling over his balls and the couch xD. What's going to happen... I pulled out my finger, didn't look at it, sucked a little on the head of his cock that was already deflating. I smiled, and more so, it was to wish him happy new year... like it was a gift. A happy birthday face, he combed his hair back with one of his hands while smiling and letting out a small sincere laugh. JaJAJa, Hope you like it, Happy New Year!
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