This story has been years old, turns out I had a friend from high school, now just called E. There was always flirting until one summer around 2007, a couple of touches. But we were both virgins, nothing more happened. The girl would later meet the man who would become her husband. Time went by and we lost contact until Facebook reunited us. Conversations were minimal but only Aphrodite knows why hormones started to heat up again. And began nightly conversations getting hotter, surrounded by confidants until we started heating up via WhatsApp.
...Do you like everything sexual?
E- I like everything that refers and ends in a.
I- I can't help but say you turned me on, slut
E- That's the intention, I'll add that what doesn't turn me on is anal.
I- How I wish I could savor that ass and fill your tiny ass with cum.
E- Hold up, we didn't get that far, haha, can't continue this chat. I'm a married girl... I'm a married girl... (clarified in the conversation) uninhibited but located.
Days passed and chats always arrived until intentions through jokes turned into real proposals. The day came and with the advice of her friend, she decided to visit me to take some mates. She left before work and told her husband she was going to meet her friend at my place after work. We were very time-conscious. We knew we were both going to the slaughterhouse, everything was agreed upon, but honestly, we didn't know if we could achieve it.
But the truth is that I ended up at the slaughterhouse...
E- arrived a bit worried, accelerated, but clearly knowing she wasn't leaving my house without bringing her cock to her mouth. She kept her composure for no more than half an hour... The mates warmed us up, From the lips, her tongue, inside her body, the heat didn't find an end for the needs of a woman who deserved to be attended like the queen she was, in a wrong marriage.
The secondary hormones, the experiences of the age that accompanied us, mutual confessions, but above all, the need to roll around and fill ourselves with sex flavor... floated in the air.
She approached me on my side, hugged me, ran her face, in a feminine theater scene, I tried to look at myself avoiding her intention, and without thinking much more, we kissed.
Our lips were crying saliva of memories, burning with desire.
E-'s breathing marked a rhythm of need, of female aid, but also of impotence, fear, for entering the territory of the owner of the horns.
Until she said, without any remedy...
E- the slut mother, I can't take it, but that's why I came. Grab me like never and show me everything you've been saying.
Without any more turns, I followed her kissing her now slowly. I ran a long strand of her hair to one side and caressed her cheeks, slid my hands down her neck, and violently sucked her neck, licked the grooves of her shoulders, and drew the strips of her muscular white with my fingers.
Her gasps became evident, although minimal, began to caress the deepest senses of my heat.
I had my cock at a thousand, beating loudly, and strangled in the boxer, begging to be released.
Unbuckle her bra and suck her breasts delicately; they were small but well-formed, with prominent nipples like those of every woman who has been breastfed once. But on this occasion, I was feeding myself. She was beautiful from all sides, the love of my life, a memory.
E- quickly reclined more, opening her legs, the leggings she wore facilitated her ability to position herself as she wanted. I brought my hands down her back, sliding them until her hips, pressed strongly on her ass... my hands that didn't know where to touch more. I lift her up onto a horse and take her to the bed. She doesn't think twice, tears off my shirt and pants, she's still dressed in bed. But with my cock in front of her face... there were no delays.
- This is what I'm going to eat, ammmmjjj gggg ... do you like it when I suck you? I spit out the cock, make a masturbation, get on top of the bed on all fours like a beautiful cat, suck my cock again in that position once more, but then stop. She gets up, ties her hair back and leaves me with a tiny ass like a horse's. she gave me a unique blow job, with much noise, saliva, and moans, proper to an expert, but beyond all with an angelic mouth, she has a beautiful face.
- You like it, you like how this slut sucks? Give me your cock, please, I need to suck the whole thing. mmmm ,, glup. Mmmm, that's tasty, please...
I couldn't help myself and said:
You like it, slut, you like the cum of this cock? This is a momma cock, come on, come all you beautiful sluts, and I hit her on the cheek with a slap. With love, but trying to put more intensity into the situation.
- Ahhjjj , mmmsiiiasí, mmmm cock give me your cock, the sound of her mouth slapping against my cock was terrible.
I took her tiny ass from just before and induced her to thrusts from my waist.
To see her, naked, on all fours on the bed, with her beautiful brown body sweet and soft, accelerated me irrationally.
I started squeezing her ass with my hand, she had a beautiful figure...
I stretched out my hand and put it in through the channel of her waist, ending with my fingers above her pussy, and I started giving little slaps, with the juices that her yummy vagina was releasing.
I pushed her onto the bed, lowered what was left of her leggings, opened her legs. And I found myself with a
unique, beautiful and wet pussy, of a color, with perfect skin, she was trigueña and smelled like the most delicious woman on earth.
Against the light, some beautiful ones could be seen jumping, giving a lovely scenic scene for my tongue, which couldn't bear to run vertiginously along her pubic area...
A soft aroma inviting to be eaten, at sex with an emasculated woman, showed me that she was an authentic women in heat, and that she expected something from her possessed self.
You could smell the hormones, sweat, saliva, and sex smell on the bed.
I opened her pussy lips softly and ran my tongue along the edges, brushing with the tip of my tongue, then slid it senselessly over her clitoris. I pulled back a bit, looked at her, and said...
This is the most delicious pussy I've ever eaten... I submerged myself with all my mouth and sucked her violently, being careful not to hurt her. But filling her with saliva, tongue, and lips.
Oh, son of a slut, eat me up, please...
Not for long, she stretched out with her arms and said... Come on, take me, take me...
I got on top in missionary position and started giving her slow punches, really my cock was soaked. She had an unequal pussy very moist and rich. Completely lubricated, she hugged me with her arms, and we were saying silly things to each other, between giggles, how long we wanted this, how long I wanted to screw you. My love...
She gave me a spin, got on top of me, and rode me with a unique specialty, going up and down, swaying her waist, and with a jump splashing my cock in her pussy, which was extremely hard.
I'm not going to hold out, I'll fill you with cum, oh please, how beautiful you're screwing me...
And started slowing down the rhythm, almost like trying to push me deeper into where she had it.
And between gasps and little breath...
I say...and if we try it from another side? E- yes, right now, good... ( returns to missionary position, opens legs a little more and inclines waist upwards ) I spat my cock and took it directly to her ass E- aaaahhhh yes, please break your ass, mother slut, Yo- my life this is what I wanted, please, you have such a good ass, slut, give it to daddy so he can take care of it, grab her arms tightly and desperately tell her to stop now, I'll make you come as many times as you want, here I'll have the milk ready for you, if? You'll be my slut not just now but all my life, whenever you want... wherever you want... aaammm E- hay papi, I'm your puta, I'm your slut (there was music, music for my ears), give me more, please, stronger... We felt like we were licking each other, literally, the anus ring was very hot, and my cock at this point only felt the friction of a well-made bum. Until I grab her hair tightly and yell take it, slut, from daddy's booty and at the same time also spit in her face. E- she was frantic, moaning like a madwoman... E- aiiijaaaaiijaaaaaaa please, aijaaaaa... We curled up, looked at each other. We recovered our breath. While I caressed her breasts, softly tracing their sides, kissing her neck. We pampered each other a lot, it was a pure love scene. At that moment, I felt a tear running down her cheek... P- never thought I'd get to this point, never let you fall... But, I don't care, I want you to keep having sex with me. My fear is that I'll want your cock every minute. I don't know how we're going to do it... Permission, my dear readers, I can't continue telling without first wanking off with one hand, it's a very intense memory. It was a screw that started a lunatic infidelity of E.'s, in which she threw herself into desire, desperate and still unrequited love, which we both lived through. We continued to maintain contact, the words are minimal, just and necessary... I suppose, and as the saying goes, Where there was fire... true fire... ashes remain...
E. is eternally the woman of my life, the woman who awakened the best sex of my days.
For you, E., with love and affection.
Your secret lover
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...Do you like everything sexual?
E- I like everything that refers and ends in a.
I- I can't help but say you turned me on, slut
E- That's the intention, I'll add that what doesn't turn me on is anal.
I- How I wish I could savor that ass and fill your tiny ass with cum.
E- Hold up, we didn't get that far, haha, can't continue this chat. I'm a married girl... I'm a married girl... (clarified in the conversation) uninhibited but located.
Days passed and chats always arrived until intentions through jokes turned into real proposals. The day came and with the advice of her friend, she decided to visit me to take some mates. She left before work and told her husband she was going to meet her friend at my place after work. We were very time-conscious. We knew we were both going to the slaughterhouse, everything was agreed upon, but honestly, we didn't know if we could achieve it.
But the truth is that I ended up at the slaughterhouse...
E- arrived a bit worried, accelerated, but clearly knowing she wasn't leaving my house without bringing her cock to her mouth. She kept her composure for no more than half an hour... The mates warmed us up, From the lips, her tongue, inside her body, the heat didn't find an end for the needs of a woman who deserved to be attended like the queen she was, in a wrong marriage.
The secondary hormones, the experiences of the age that accompanied us, mutual confessions, but above all, the need to roll around and fill ourselves with sex flavor... floated in the air.
She approached me on my side, hugged me, ran her face, in a feminine theater scene, I tried to look at myself avoiding her intention, and without thinking much more, we kissed.
Our lips were crying saliva of memories, burning with desire.
E-'s breathing marked a rhythm of need, of female aid, but also of impotence, fear, for entering the territory of the owner of the horns.
Until she said, without any remedy...
E- the slut mother, I can't take it, but that's why I came. Grab me like never and show me everything you've been saying.
Without any more turns, I followed her kissing her now slowly. I ran a long strand of her hair to one side and caressed her cheeks, slid my hands down her neck, and violently sucked her neck, licked the grooves of her shoulders, and drew the strips of her muscular white with my fingers.
Her gasps became evident, although minimal, began to caress the deepest senses of my heat.
I had my cock at a thousand, beating loudly, and strangled in the boxer, begging to be released.
Unbuckle her bra and suck her breasts delicately; they were small but well-formed, with prominent nipples like those of every woman who has been breastfed once. But on this occasion, I was feeding myself. She was beautiful from all sides, the love of my life, a memory.
E- quickly reclined more, opening her legs, the leggings she wore facilitated her ability to position herself as she wanted. I brought my hands down her back, sliding them until her hips, pressed strongly on her ass... my hands that didn't know where to touch more. I lift her up onto a horse and take her to the bed. She doesn't think twice, tears off my shirt and pants, she's still dressed in bed. But with my cock in front of her face... there were no delays.
- This is what I'm going to eat, ammmmjjj gggg ... do you like it when I suck you? I spit out the cock, make a masturbation, get on top of the bed on all fours like a beautiful cat, suck my cock again in that position once more, but then stop. She gets up, ties her hair back and leaves me with a tiny ass like a horse's. she gave me a unique blow job, with much noise, saliva, and moans, proper to an expert, but beyond all with an angelic mouth, she has a beautiful face.
- You like it, you like how this slut sucks? Give me your cock, please, I need to suck the whole thing. mmmm ,, glup. Mmmm, that's tasty, please...
I couldn't help myself and said:
You like it, slut, you like the cum of this cock? This is a momma cock, come on, come all you beautiful sluts, and I hit her on the cheek with a slap. With love, but trying to put more intensity into the situation.
- Ahhjjj , mmmsiiiasí, mmmm cock give me your cock, the sound of her mouth slapping against my cock was terrible.
I took her tiny ass from just before and induced her to thrusts from my waist.
To see her, naked, on all fours on the bed, with her beautiful brown body sweet and soft, accelerated me irrationally.
I started squeezing her ass with my hand, she had a beautiful figure...
I stretched out my hand and put it in through the channel of her waist, ending with my fingers above her pussy, and I started giving little slaps, with the juices that her yummy vagina was releasing.
I pushed her onto the bed, lowered what was left of her leggings, opened her legs. And I found myself with a
unique, beautiful and wet pussy, of a color, with perfect skin, she was trigueña and smelled like the most delicious woman on earth.
Against the light, some beautiful ones could be seen jumping, giving a lovely scenic scene for my tongue, which couldn't bear to run vertiginously along her pubic area...
A soft aroma inviting to be eaten, at sex with an emasculated woman, showed me that she was an authentic women in heat, and that she expected something from her possessed self.
You could smell the hormones, sweat, saliva, and sex smell on the bed.
I opened her pussy lips softly and ran my tongue along the edges, brushing with the tip of my tongue, then slid it senselessly over her clitoris. I pulled back a bit, looked at her, and said...
This is the most delicious pussy I've ever eaten... I submerged myself with all my mouth and sucked her violently, being careful not to hurt her. But filling her with saliva, tongue, and lips.
Oh, son of a slut, eat me up, please...
Not for long, she stretched out with her arms and said... Come on, take me, take me...
I got on top in missionary position and started giving her slow punches, really my cock was soaked. She had an unequal pussy very moist and rich. Completely lubricated, she hugged me with her arms, and we were saying silly things to each other, between giggles, how long we wanted this, how long I wanted to screw you. My love...
She gave me a spin, got on top of me, and rode me with a unique specialty, going up and down, swaying her waist, and with a jump splashing my cock in her pussy, which was extremely hard.
I'm not going to hold out, I'll fill you with cum, oh please, how beautiful you're screwing me...
And started slowing down the rhythm, almost like trying to push me deeper into where she had it.
And between gasps and little breath...
I say...and if we try it from another side? E- yes, right now, good... ( returns to missionary position, opens legs a little more and inclines waist upwards ) I spat my cock and took it directly to her ass E- aaaahhhh yes, please break your ass, mother slut, Yo- my life this is what I wanted, please, you have such a good ass, slut, give it to daddy so he can take care of it, grab her arms tightly and desperately tell her to stop now, I'll make you come as many times as you want, here I'll have the milk ready for you, if? You'll be my slut not just now but all my life, whenever you want... wherever you want... aaammm E- hay papi, I'm your puta, I'm your slut (there was music, music for my ears), give me more, please, stronger... We felt like we were licking each other, literally, the anus ring was very hot, and my cock at this point only felt the friction of a well-made bum. Until I grab her hair tightly and yell take it, slut, from daddy's booty and at the same time also spit in her face. E- she was frantic, moaning like a madwoman... E- aiiijaaaaiijaaaaaaa please, aijaaaaa... We curled up, looked at each other. We recovered our breath. While I caressed her breasts, softly tracing their sides, kissing her neck. We pampered each other a lot, it was a pure love scene. At that moment, I felt a tear running down her cheek... P- never thought I'd get to this point, never let you fall... But, I don't care, I want you to keep having sex with me. My fear is that I'll want your cock every minute. I don't know how we're going to do it... Permission, my dear readers, I can't continue telling without first wanking off with one hand, it's a very intense memory. It was a screw that started a lunatic infidelity of E.'s, in which she threw herself into desire, desperate and still unrequited love, which we both lived through. We continued to maintain contact, the words are minimal, just and necessary... I suppose, and as the saying goes, Where there was fire... true fire... ashes remain...
E. is eternally the woman of my life, the woman who awakened the best sex of my days.
For you, E., with love and affection.
Your secret lover
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