Hey P! Leaving a small story and greetings. It was my niece's 16th birthday, even though we didn't see each other often, I had to go. My mom had already committed to both of us. My husband didn't want to know anything about it, she lives in a medium-heavy area, so we ended up arguing, but nothing serious. We left my mom's house, got dressed and prepared to leave. We asked for an Uber, which was 20 minutes away, so we took advantage and had a drink. When there were still around 10 minutes left, my mom got really upset, she was having a terrible fit. She went to the bathroom but couldn't come back, that's when the Uber arrived, no turning back, I went alone. I got in the car, said goodbye to the driver, he was really good-looking, I'm 31 and he must have been under 30. We chatted a bit on the way, I told him I was going to my niece's birthday party. The conversation was calm, nothing unusual. When we arrived, I paid and asked if drivers usually come here, since it's an average place. He said they usually don't but that I should check if he was coming back, which I would be late for. We agreed on that. The party went well, everyone was having fun and making a mess. Luckily my cousins were there so I spent most of the time with them. Around midnight, one of my cousins started working as a bartender and began preparing drinks. He offered me one and I accepted, it was called pantera rosa. I said to myself, I'll take the drink and leave. While he was mixing it like a chemistry enthusiast, I anticipated reserving another Uber ride. I checked and the driver who brought me had about an hour to get there, although there were others, I reserved the trip with him. With the drink in hand, we kept chatting with my cousins, the drink looked really good, I gave it a good sip and burned my throat, it was strong! But afterwards, you're left with a tasty aftertaste that invites you to keep drinking, so I continued with small sips. While chatting about nonsense the alcohol started to take effect. I was happy. Then my phone rang, and Uber was nearby. I quickly said goodbye to everyone, grabbed my things, and left. Are you taking the glass? - my cousin laughed as he asked. I was leaving with the glass in hand, when I suddenly grabbed it. I took a sorbet from my mouth and gave three sips, finishing off the half-glass that was left. Maybe it had been a bad idea!
The car was already waiting, I got in. I didn't say anything. I saw him looking at me through the mirror, felt his gaze as if he were studying me, maybe he was chasing me because of that half-glass I took before leaving, which had gotten my head spinning. I lost myself in his gaze, now it was much prettier than when he brought me, I felt a shiver followed by a barbarous heat. He probably realized I was half-cut. He laughed and started talking while driving. I wondered how the night would go, if the party was good. My mouth was moving faster than my mind, I responded, revealing my intoxication.
He kept asking me questions and I kept answering, he was probably enjoying that. At one point I wondered how the night would end, nothing was going home with my mom and I was sure I'd be sleeping, very bored, I said! I also finish this is my last trip, and honestly I should have ended it a while ago, I stayed to come pick you up, I wasn't going to leave you here. Besides, you looked very pretty. My heart started beating strongly, I felt the need to respond to him something! I was confused, I grabbed myself in surprise. The conversation wasn't coming from that side and suddenly this.
Thanks, you're also very handsome - I said.
In truth, the guy was really good-looking! I couldn't believe he was flirting with me, I didn't say anything more because maybe I was making a fool of myself, and it was just a compliment. There was a silence, we were waiting at the traffic light, he looked at me through the mirror and said: - Would you like to do something? ..
Yet they still resonated in my head and without wanting to my mouth spoke for me and let out a 'no way', which sounded like a groan. I felt like I was going to pass out. He smiled and while he regained his composure, he said, 'I don't think you want to go to sleep or not?' Inevitably, I started getting wet, feeling the smoothness of my stockings rubbing against me, giving me an electricity that ran all over my body, I felt like my nipples were hard. The guy didn't miss a chance to look at me every time he could, making me feel worse each time. I should have said something, totally against what my body was asking for, I told him. - 'The truth is, I can't! I can't cheat on my husband, forgive me. You're nice, you really like me!, but I can't.' It was a moment of lucidity that I'm grateful to have had. The guy smiled again, didn't take it badly, wasn't offended, nothing like that. Instead, in a super sweet way he said: - 'Thanks for the compliment, don't worry pretty girl, these things happen or not?... before you say something else continue...' The guy was super seductive, talking to me and I melted, it's true. 'What?' I said. -'The truth is that I'm very hot, I've been thinking about you the whole trip!, it's a shame I look like a jerk and I'll masturbate, so I'll show you how you made me feel!, do you just watch, huh?' I felt a sting in the deepest part of my pussy with my voice interrupted I said - 'Okay, if you want'. Then he searched for a quiet place and stopped the car. He turned off the engine and the music, the silence announced what was coming. 'It's fine here, come sit up front.' - he said, offering me his hand to guide me to the passenger seat. I sat half-turned, I was nervous and hot. He brought his hands to the buckle of his belt, unfastened it, and all the buttons on my pants came undone, I watched his movements. A big bulge appeared, pressed by the slip. My breathing accelerated, the beats of my heart thundered in my breast and ears. Above the pretty one, I had a huge cock! - look, look it was saying to me while its hand pulled out the cock, which seemed like it would never stop coming out, long, fat, big-headed! I felt my eyes rolling back, noting my amazement. Do you like it? - he said. With a kind of moan, I said: Yes. I had uncontrollable urges to touch it, jerk it off, suck it, make me come! It started jerking off, in a couple of movements, its cock was totally hard, inflated, venous. Mmmm what delight, my mouth was watering, my crotch was completely wet, I felt my juices squirting out all over the booty. My gaze was fixed on his cock, he looked at me and jerked off harder. Every now and then it would stop and squeeze it, like it was going to explode. Do you like them this big? - he said. I wanted to respond but only moaned, I was completely hot. I was dying with the urge for him to ask me to touch it. But he didn't, not even indirectly, nothing! If he had asked, I don't know how it would have ended. He took off his pants down to his ankles, opened his legs as wide as they could go and continued jerking off harder and in front of my attentive gaze, started squirting out cum all over the place. I think I moaned with him while he was coming. I stayed there, frozen, panting, desiring. He took some tissues and cleaned himself up without saying anything, put his clothes back on, I kept looking at him from the same position like waiting for something. When I heard the engine start up again, I snapped back to reality. Thanks. - he said and continued driving. I couldn't even speak, looked out the window in an attempt to calm down, my hands were still trembling. The ride seemed shorter than it was, we arrived. You don't owe me anything, see you later- he said, without more. Okay, thanks. I got off the car and watched him go. That night I needed to masturbate several times to be able to sleep.
The car was already waiting, I got in. I didn't say anything. I saw him looking at me through the mirror, felt his gaze as if he were studying me, maybe he was chasing me because of that half-glass I took before leaving, which had gotten my head spinning. I lost myself in his gaze, now it was much prettier than when he brought me, I felt a shiver followed by a barbarous heat. He probably realized I was half-cut. He laughed and started talking while driving. I wondered how the night would go, if the party was good. My mouth was moving faster than my mind, I responded, revealing my intoxication.
He kept asking me questions and I kept answering, he was probably enjoying that. At one point I wondered how the night would end, nothing was going home with my mom and I was sure I'd be sleeping, very bored, I said! I also finish this is my last trip, and honestly I should have ended it a while ago, I stayed to come pick you up, I wasn't going to leave you here. Besides, you looked very pretty. My heart started beating strongly, I felt the need to respond to him something! I was confused, I grabbed myself in surprise. The conversation wasn't coming from that side and suddenly this.
Thanks, you're also very handsome - I said.
In truth, the guy was really good-looking! I couldn't believe he was flirting with me, I didn't say anything more because maybe I was making a fool of myself, and it was just a compliment. There was a silence, we were waiting at the traffic light, he looked at me through the mirror and said: - Would you like to do something? ..
Yet they still resonated in my head and without wanting to my mouth spoke for me and let out a 'no way', which sounded like a groan. I felt like I was going to pass out. He smiled and while he regained his composure, he said, 'I don't think you want to go to sleep or not?' Inevitably, I started getting wet, feeling the smoothness of my stockings rubbing against me, giving me an electricity that ran all over my body, I felt like my nipples were hard. The guy didn't miss a chance to look at me every time he could, making me feel worse each time. I should have said something, totally against what my body was asking for, I told him. - 'The truth is, I can't! I can't cheat on my husband, forgive me. You're nice, you really like me!, but I can't.' It was a moment of lucidity that I'm grateful to have had. The guy smiled again, didn't take it badly, wasn't offended, nothing like that. Instead, in a super sweet way he said: - 'Thanks for the compliment, don't worry pretty girl, these things happen or not?... before you say something else continue...' The guy was super seductive, talking to me and I melted, it's true. 'What?' I said. -'The truth is that I'm very hot, I've been thinking about you the whole trip!, it's a shame I look like a jerk and I'll masturbate, so I'll show you how you made me feel!, do you just watch, huh?' I felt a sting in the deepest part of my pussy with my voice interrupted I said - 'Okay, if you want'. Then he searched for a quiet place and stopped the car. He turned off the engine and the music, the silence announced what was coming. 'It's fine here, come sit up front.' - he said, offering me his hand to guide me to the passenger seat. I sat half-turned, I was nervous and hot. He brought his hands to the buckle of his belt, unfastened it, and all the buttons on my pants came undone, I watched his movements. A big bulge appeared, pressed by the slip. My breathing accelerated, the beats of my heart thundered in my breast and ears. Above the pretty one, I had a huge cock! - look, look it was saying to me while its hand pulled out the cock, which seemed like it would never stop coming out, long, fat, big-headed! I felt my eyes rolling back, noting my amazement. Do you like it? - he said. With a kind of moan, I said: Yes. I had uncontrollable urges to touch it, jerk it off, suck it, make me come! It started jerking off, in a couple of movements, its cock was totally hard, inflated, venous. Mmmm what delight, my mouth was watering, my crotch was completely wet, I felt my juices squirting out all over the booty. My gaze was fixed on his cock, he looked at me and jerked off harder. Every now and then it would stop and squeeze it, like it was going to explode. Do you like them this big? - he said. I wanted to respond but only moaned, I was completely hot. I was dying with the urge for him to ask me to touch it. But he didn't, not even indirectly, nothing! If he had asked, I don't know how it would have ended. He took off his pants down to his ankles, opened his legs as wide as they could go and continued jerking off harder and in front of my attentive gaze, started squirting out cum all over the place. I think I moaned with him while he was coming. I stayed there, frozen, panting, desiring. He took some tissues and cleaned himself up without saying anything, put his clothes back on, I kept looking at him from the same position like waiting for something. When I heard the engine start up again, I snapped back to reality. Thanks. - he said and continued driving. I couldn't even speak, looked out the window in an attempt to calm down, my hands were still trembling. The ride seemed shorter than it was, we arrived. You don't owe me anything, see you later- he said, without more. Okay, thanks. I got off the car and watched him go. That night I needed to masturbate several times to be able to sleep.
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