Sexual Biography - Chapter 1

I introduce myself: my name is Valeria, I am 30 years old, I live in Rosario, Argentina, I am a professional, Lic. in Business Administration and currently work at a provincial public organization. Regarding my sentimental life, I was in a relationship with a guy named Hernán for five years, which ended three and a half years ago; he is also a professional, older than me (currently 33 years old) and works as an independent consultant. Physically, I am a person who constantly gains or loses weight, but my measurements are approximately 96-65-95 and consider myself to have a sensual body but not perfect due to stretch marks; my breasts are large but not very prominent, although I do have a firm and prominent booty. My family consists of my parents, Oscar (53 years old) and María Olga (49 years old), and three siblings: two brothers, Claudio (27 years old) and Martín (25 years old), and a younger sister, Daniela (23 years old), as well as an aunt, Ana María. I lived with her for three years; she is 68 years old and seems younger, and we get along very well. After this small introduction, I will tell you my story, which will take me back in time to when I started dating Hernán in the year 2000. I met him at work, where we both worked at the same place. The first time I saw him, I was petrified; he seemed a very beautiful and intelligent person. I liked him immediately, but I have to admit that his feelings for me were not identical to mine. At that time, I was a bit chubby and this traumatized me from dressing up. I used loose pants, shirts, and long skirts; I didn't like dressing provocatively or attractively. However, Hernán noticed me and I hastened the procedures: he called me on the phone to chat, took it as an invitation, and invited me to lunch that same day; a month later we started dating, then he proposed to me. The first years of our relationship were very happy with him, although I was in love with myself and also had a mistress (I found out later, it was the same ex-girlfriend who eventually ended up marrying her); he didn't seem to get physically excited by me at that time. I lived for him; almost like his servant, putting up with his bad treatment and even thinking I was unfaithful until those doubts disappeared when I reviewed his email account and found a mail from his ex. It was a cold shower: I cried, kicked, and then talked. I told him he needed some time and left on a two-week trip to San Juan to visit my cousins; he kept calling me, sending emails asking for forgiveness, even before I left, he got down on his knees in front of me to apologize, but I didn't give in (despite dying to be with him) and told him I couldn't forgive him now, that I needed time. During that meditation period my body transformed significantly; due to my sentimental unhappiness I lost 5 Kilos and my body changed: it became very sexual and exciting, which motivated me to take care of my meals and started going to the gym to stay in shape. Once back from my San Juan trip, I finally forgave Hernán but vowed to myself that things would change and so they did. From here on out I'll tell you about my sexual stories with various protagonists, hope you enjoy: Since I lost a lot of weight, this brought along the fact that my clothes no longer fit me well. That's why I asked my grandmother to hem up the pants I usually wore (at that time I had two lovely ones, one cream and another blue), but I also bought tight-fitting jeans, shirts of all kinds, blouses, mini skirts, and other fashionable items. Halfway through the relationship, my boyfriend started looking at me with different eyes since I was dressing more sexy and his way of acting towards me changed radically. Once I wore a cream-colored pantsuit and a green V-neck shirt. My boyfriend was left in a state of great turmoil, but he suggested that I should wear booty-less underwear with those kind of pants. I told him I didn't like those clothes because they were uncomfortable. Despite that abrupt response, my boyfriend (very obstinate) gave me a white thong and a matching bra; he said I should only use them when going out with him, just for those occasions. When I saw the lingerie set, I made a scene, I had gotten attached to not using it; my boyfriend got angry with me and left. The next day, Saturday night, I knew I should make up for the previous day's episode, since I had behaved like a silly girl. So I decided to please my boyfriend and what better than putting on the lingerie he gave me the day before? So I put on a very tight blue jeans pant and a red sweater with low heels, of course it didn't show the thick underwear but did show the lace bra. When Hernán saw me, he said I looked very pretty and we went to dinner. Then to his apartment, obviously to make love like every Saturday. We were quite routine; when we arrived, we started kissing and touching, he put his hand under my pants and only then realized I had put on his gift, he got crazy: See that you put on my gift, it really turns me on... Then show it, I replied. Immediately, I took off my pants and put my hands against the living room wall, he pulled down my thong and penetrated me once. That's how Hernán makes love to me - he said. Do you like being caught from behind? -he asked. I was surprised, since he had never used that word with me before, but I have to confess it really excited me, and I replied: Yes, drink it all in... And finally we came together, feeling his semen flood my vagina and a unique tingling sensation I had never felt until then. After that exciting episode, I realized that my boyfriend gets very turned on when I wore tangas and provocative clothing. That's why the next Saturday night I dressed up in the same thong and combined it with a gray gasp pantaloon that wasn't transparent but showed off the contours of my thong. Above I put on a strapless black top without a bra, giving a good view of my well-held breasts, and the artistic touch was matching gloves. My boyfriend told me I was divine and noticed his penis stopped immediately; this excited me a lot. On the way to the pub where we were going to have something, I noticed that young people and others didn't look at me straight in the eyes and then turned around to look at my ass; that pantaloon was very sexy, my boyfriend got serious about those gestures. Around 3 AM both of us were tired and went to his apartment to sleep. As soon as we entered, he grabbed me from behind and asked if I liked being seen with my ass while he pressed his penis against my buttocks; I was very hot and so was I. Then he started playing with my breasts, making my nipples hard instantly, there I said: Like this Hernán, keep caressing them, you know that makes me crazy, like this very well darling, don't stop. Do you like it, Vale? Yes, of course I do, but it seems like you're in the mood for war, ehhhhh, it seems like you like the combination of thong with this pantaloon... Look how I have it... There I felt something hard pressing against my buttocks, knew he was getting hard from rubbing against my ass. Then he put one of his hands under the pantaloon and lifted up my thong, putting his front part in my pussy; that made me even hotter and finally he unbuttoned and pulled down my pantaloon completely, leaving me with my heels on. He kissed my neck and back, bent down and kissed my ass, licking and biting my buttocks; I took off my thong and put his tongue between my crack, sucking it all in, passing his tongue over my anus as well; he didn't stop doing this. lick and pull my nipples down, I was in heaven, it was rich: Comehotel drink, aaaahhhh, I love what you do to me with your tongue, you drive me crazy, don't stop, I love ... , uuummmm, what pleasure, I'm going to come, I love how you suck me like that... I couldn't believe the things coming out of my mouth, but I was very hot after that fantastic orgasm. Then he turned around and asked me to suck him; I never really liked that much, but I agreed to his request and said: Now it's my turn to make you suffer, I'm going to take revenge for what you've done, get ready to enjoy my love. I opened my mouth greedily and swallowed his penis to start a slow blowjob. My boyfriend was caressing my hair, helping me with the fellatio: Suck it my life, you do it very well, suck it well? Do you like my cock? Yes love, I love your cock- I replied. Then he asked me to spit saliva on her; I looked at him and said no, then he grabbed my hair and said: Come on drink, do it, please, that really gets me excited... I accepted reluctantly. I spat to make her completely wet; by this point I was fully committed, then I started blowing him strongly. Aaaahhhh drink, you're doing it very well. If you keep going like this, you'll make me come, suck it now... -and so I did until he said- I'm coming bebe, keep sucking like that and you'll fill your mouth with cum. When I heard that, I took his cock out of my mouth, grabbed it with my right hand and started blowing him to the side, but he grabbed his cock and started masturbating while saying: Open your mouth bebe? Of course I refused. You're crazy!! Do it for me, love, please do it. He begged, pleaded, and I did it for him, opened my mouth and felt a warm foam on my face and lips, listening to Aaaaahhh bebe, like that, like that, hour suck it And started sucking his cum still coming out; I couldn't believe what I was doing, but in reality I had done it. To make matters worse when I turned my head I saw Julieta, Pablo's girlfriend (the my friend who lived with Hernán, who was supposed to be not at the Dpto that night, very attentively watching the scene. I acted as if I hadn't seen it, but we both knew I had. After finishing, we kissed, but I was still in shock about how excited I was that night: I really enjoyed it a lot. At that point, my relationship with Hernán was going smoothly, enjoying my family, his, our travels, and outings with friends. We were happy until someone else appeared, who made me confused about my feelings. Mario would have been around 30 years old at the time; he was an important person in the institution where I work. As soon as I saw him, I felt a strong emotion and passion that I hadn't felt for anyone in a long time. I went crazy when I met him, but there were three problems: 1) I was in a relationship, deeply in love with Hernán, and never thought of being unfaithful; 2) Mario was a close friend of my boyfriend's brother, as well as a friend of Hernán's, although not as intimate; finally 3) Mario would never look at me the way I wanted him to, since I was his wife's friend, or so sacred; yet he looked at me in a very sensual way, but didn't go further. Since he would never take the initiative, I decided to act. One day I asked Mario to come to my office; before he arrived, I made sure I was alone. As soon as he got there, I told him what was going on with him, that I was confused and thought I was falling in love with him, and other nice things we women say. He stayed silent, then reacted: Our thing can't be, do you know why? You're Hernán's girlfriend, and I'm married with kids... He kissed me on the mouth as he left; this attitude killed me for two reasons: first, because I had been unfaithful to my boyfriend for the first time, even if it was just a kiss; second, Mario wasn't going to give me another chance, so I had to do something urgent. With my boyfriend, things were bad, I was with someone else and he sensed it, despite my blind trust in him. One night... In November we strongly discussed. He left my grandmother's department by slamming the door; I felt relief and freedom. I started preparing what I would wear to work the next day; I don't know why, but Mario came to mind. I decided to dress differently than usual: I took out an old linen pant from my closet that I hadn't used in a long time. It was small, almost unused, from when I was 18 years old and now I was 22. The next day, I wore the same pant with a cream thong that my boyfriend had given me. On top, I put on a white bra and a black shirt that was very revealing; I painted my lips and nails, tied up my hair, and put on high heels. When I looked in the mirror, I realized I was infernal, very provocative, with the thong transparent from front to back. And more: when I sat down to put on my shoes, I noticed that my underwear was coming out of my pant leg, leaving a triangle visible above the pant. When I saw myself for the last time in the mirror, I realized I was dressed very provocatively, then I decided to put on a scarf to cover my neckline and my half-booty over my pant, so you couldn't see my thong; at that moment, I thought if my boyfriend saw me like this, he would kill me. When I arrived at work, my boss Carlos greeted me as usual, seemingly not paying attention, but when I took off the scarf, he was surprised to see me, even going so far as to make me go to his office more often that morning. I noticed when I got up from my seat, he would stare fixedly at my butt when I turned around. That situation, combined with the thong getting stuck in my back and front gap, made me crazy; just thinking about Mario seeing me dressed like this made something of a slut come out in me, something I never would have done before: I bent down to look for some papers. that supposedly had fallen to the floor and when I did it left my thong outside of my pants, then I stood up as if nothing had happened. I observed that my boss was red hot with anger. After a morning with a lot of work, at 2 pm I spoke to Mario. I told him I wanted to see him, and he replied that I should go to his office because he was alone. When the time came, I went to his office (I wasn't wearing my briefcase) Upon entering, he received me with a kiss, but immediately put on an astonished face when he saw how transparent the front triangle of my underwear was; then I noticed his penis growing between his pants. Then I turned around with the excuse of looking at a picture on the wall, showing him the back of my thong that was going into my butt. Mario stayed stunned to see such a spectacle, while I kept walking around the office, wiggling my butt. At one point I sat down and opened my legs so he could see my ass; that situation excited me, the danger and infidelity. Then we started talking about various topics, later Mario approached me in a special way, with sweet words telling me how beautiful I looked dressed like this: Do you really look good? -I answered. Yes, any man would feel amazed to have a woman like you by his side. Isn't that very bold? No, honestly, you look great. Thanks, you're very handsome... Not at all, the truth is I'd be proud to show off my wife dressed like this, let them know what a sexy piece of woman I have. Thanks, you're a love Mario. I approached and gave him a kiss on the cheek, but he suddenly turned around and his mouth stuck to mine; our tongues got tangled, my stomach churned as I savored his saliva. We started kissing frenetically, then his hands went down to my sweater, he touched my breasts. I told him please don't keep going, it was wrong, since I loved my boyfriend and he reacted; he let me go, I didn't want that, on the contrary, I wanted him to keep touching me, but he said it wasn't right and stopped She dismissed with a dry kiss; I left feeling bad from there, but knowing that life takes revenge. Later, after some time, I received a call from my grandmother to accompany her to the traumatologist. Of course, I said yes and we agreed that I would pick her up from the Dpto. On the way to the clinic, I took full consciousness of how she was dressed very temptingly, as all people, of different ages, turned around to look at my Booty, telling me quite cheesy compliments that made both my grandmother and me uncomfortable. Upon arriving at the clinic, we were received by my grandmother's doctor, Gustavo, a 35-year-old man who, incidentally, was very tasty. He immediately attended to my grandmother while looking at me suggestively. Then, my grandmother went to another room for some studies, I stayed alone with the Doctor and took advantage to tell him that after exercising at the gym, I was hurting a lot in my back; he then asked me to lie down on his table face down. I realized he was staring fixedly at my butt through that transparent panty that had slipped over my thong. Then he started touching my back while asking if it hurt there, I answered more or less in the middle, so he lifted my shirt a bit, pressed just in the middle of my back: ¡¡Ahííí me duele!! and then lowered his hands to touch the straps of my underwear that were sticking out from my pantaloon. He then asked me to turn around; now Gustavo had a direct view of my breasts and the triangle of my thong in front. I could see his prominent package between his legs while he rubbed it several times against the side of my body. I was thrilled, still being touched smoothly on the hip and asking if it hurt there; I answered yes. He stopped touching me and told me to come back in two weeks for a longer examination, I scheduled an appointment and left him with a suggestive kiss on the cheek. I left the clinic re-excited and we headed back to my grandma came to our apartment. We ate and around 22 hs the electric doorbell rang, it was my boyfriend who wanted to talk. I went down to the lobby of the building to open up for him, when he saw how I was dressed he froze; immediately he scolded me for what I had on: the garter belt that had been given to me and the very transparent pants. I told him I hadn't shown anything because I was wearing a thong, but he got crazy and started saying nasty things, like I was a daughter of a slut, a hot one, a slut, and that kind of thing. I started crying and hit him with my hand. He grabbed me by the back of the lobby (a little-used place) and started kissing me roughly. At first I resisted, but then I gave in to his handling; he turned me around, held me tightly from behind, and covered my mouth with one hand while I struggled and tried to scream. I heard his voice telling me to calm down and not shout because if I didn't it would go badly for me. I started feeling like one of his hands was pressing on my breasts, while he pressed his body against mine; I could feel his hard cock stuck to my ass, while his hand went under my blouse. Then he ripped off my bra, massaged my breasts, and felt his agitated breathing in my ear, his lips kissing my cheeks and putting his tongue in my ear. I couldn't help getting excited, but I kept struggling to keep up appearances, especially because when I moved I felt more of his cock on my ass. His hand touched my butt above the pants, then reached my pussy, which was very wet by then, and he said: 'You put on this transparent pantyhose so everyone can see the thong you asked for your butt, don't you? Do you like showing off your bum, huh?' He turned me around, unbuttoned my pants, his fingers skillfully entered my pussy and caressed my sex with all his hand, I was extremely excited; his lips went down my neck, my shoulders, and arrived at my breasts, He sucked him, while his hands beneath my thong caressed my buttocks, squeezing them. His lips continued to suck, kiss, and bite my nipples; he took me by the buttocks, pulled down my pants completely, and started to lick me frantically, while I told him: Stop, Hernán, what's wrong with you, are you crazy? Yes, I'm crazy, I'm really hot like you dressed today, I want you to dress up like a slut for me. Please, Hernán, please, no more!!!, I screamed. By that time, it was already very hot and wet, while he asked me what they had said at work and on the street about how my pants looked, I told him they hadn't said anything, but he insisted: How can you not know? If you have a beautiful butt and even more with those pants you're wearing... I couldn't take it anymore and answered: Yes, they were saying nasty things, in the street someone told me that I lost my cloth by the ass. And what else? Hernán asked. In the office everyone was looking at my butt, especially when I sat down and my thong came out outside... While I said that to him, I started touching his bulge over his pants; I unzipped it and took out his very erect penis and started to suck it. He turned me around and I ended up with my back to him, he put his fingers in my mouth, then with one hand he leaned on my butt and with the other he rubbed my breasts or introduced them into my pussy, came out and went back into my pussy as if nothing, I told him: Give it to me more, give it to me more, ahhhhh, hold me please... He put me against the wall and started to fuck me wildly; I opened my butt cheeks with both hands to facilitate an extremely deep penetration. He didn't stop, if he wanted to screw his girlfriend, he would screw her like an animal. I passed my hand under him and scratched his testicles gently, which produced a special pleasure for him. He groaned and screamed with each scratch, with each grip of my fingers while telling me: Así, foxy, así, sink your nails into my balls, ahhhhhhh, siiiiiiiiiiiiii drink. Do you like it when I wear this for you, love, so everyone can see my ass and thong? Siiiiiiiiii, I want you to dress up as a slut just for me. And that's how it will be my love... As I spoke these words, I reached orgasm with a shivering scream; at that moment Hernán pulled out his cock, took hold of my hair, and said: Open your mouth, come on, the last one... He was asking for something I couldn't bear: to finish in my mouth, to swallow all his cum, and so I did. I opened my mouth almost without resisting, he put his cock deep inside my mouth, took me by both ears with his hands to swallow well the cock. I felt it going down my throat, I got like hiccups because I couldn't breathe, he had me pressed tightly against his pelvis. Suddenly he finished, a giant jet, I choked, more semen was coming out and I, as a good girlfriend, cleaned up all his leftovers and kept sucking for a bit longer until his cock was clean and wrinkled. We got dressed without saying a word, grabbed my things and I left very angry; I told him I didn't want to see him again, went upstairs to my apartment and he left. To be continued...