Summarizing a bit of this story about Gaston, Martin, and Mia I introduce myself as Anabella, I'm 45 years old, married for more than 20 years to my husband Martin since we met at 19, we have two daughters aged 22 and 20. What I'm going to tell you happened really a couple of years ago and fate brought us together with someone from the past again. I was a very vital young woman, loved going to the gym, walking, biking, enjoying time with friends and maybe some occasional boyfriend. The almost normal life of an 18-year-old girl. I met Gaston at a bowling alley, we clicked well, talked, danced, and even shared drinks, but I don't know how it happened that we ended up kissing or having sex (as they used to say). With him, I was on and off for about 6 months because I wanted to make our relationship official but he didn't. So we broke up. Then, shortly after, I met Martin and fell in love with him, not as deeply as I had with Gaston, but I loved him a lot and promised to respect him. We were together for 6 years, he was studying business administration, missing only a few credits to graduate, and I was unsure if I should go to university or not, what to study or do with my life. By the time I turned 25, I married Martin: he was a wonderful man, sweet, attentive, handsome, and even very servicable in bed. We did many things that either of us enjoyed, we would talk about it when we got home and almost immediately go ahead and do it. We had great sex and I think our daughters Francesca and Guillermina arrived: two loves that illuminated our lives, born just a year apart from each other, and for 5 years I dedicated myself to my daughters full-time and left work behind to focus on being a mother. Sometimes I missed my job or routines but my daughters needed me. So when Guille turned 3, which was going to kindergarten, I went back to work and it's true that it cost me I got used to picking up everything I should have done, it cost me to separate from the little one, although she seemed much more relaxed, independent and enjoyed being alone with her grandparents and going to the garden. One afternoon I went to pick up my daughters at their grandparents' place in the car and braked at a traffic light that had changed color and stayed thinking: I can't get so upset about my little one, she needs to break free and I want to overprotect her while she asks for freedom... I'll have to ask for help... The sound of the horn from behind made me come back to my place and started very angry and yelled through the window: Where do you want to go in such a hurry, piece of...?! Looked who was driving and my heart was racing at a thousand, couldn't believe what I had seen, it was Gastón! - No... it can't be- thought- by God I think I'm going crazy... Oh I hope I didn't see him! Or maybe if... It's been a few years since I've seen him last, he must still be an arrogant and pretentious one who makes me move every millimeter of my... -Mommy... -Yes, heart -Grandma Amanda made us a soup with many vegetables today and put what you always put in it, that noodle with numbers and letters, while it was heating up we opened it and I formed my name and Guille's -Ahhhh very well! Congratulations, little one! -I'm not little anymore, I'm 5 now! Guille is little -I know, love... Then before seeing Dad, let's go get an ice cream- Almost in unison the two of them shouted- Siiiii -I want a strawberry one and you, Guille? -Tocolate and burn -She wants chocolate and cream We stopped at the ice cream parlor and I bought ice cream for my daughters who were waiting on wicker chairs that were there and went to bring it to the older one, then it was the turn of the little one and I turned around without looking and bumped into the one behind me -How sorry... -But why don't you look when... but you're...??? And as I lifted my gaze, I saw it was Gastón. I froze and smiled- It's me, Gaston! Sorry for saying that, you should look when turning -Sorry... and continued on my way. As I was getting ready for my daughters, very flushed -Wait... please, Ana... -I'm with my daughters -Did you get married? -Yes... and you? -No... I'm committed but I think I won't get married anymore -Why? -Because when I saw you, it's a sign I shouldn't get married! -Oh God, Gaston! -I was much more flushed. I arrived with my little one's ice cream and sat down in a chair to give it to her and my hand was trembling -Mommy, what's wrong? -Nothing, love... -Who was that man? -A friend of Mom's from my school, nothing more -And he put the spoon with ice cream in his mouth -They're all done.. Are we going, girls?! Gaston was sitting alone at a table and stood up when he saw me -Sorry, Ana. But I'd like to invite you for a coffee, here's my number- I quickly wrote it down on a piece of paper and gave it to him -Call me, I really want to see you again sometime and talk to you- and he smiled. -Okay... See you later- We left there with my daughters and when I was about to get in the car, they sat down at the back. When I went to get in, someone honked and I recognized it was the same horn from the stoplight and I turned around and it was Gaston. I blushed and got into the car We arrived at my husband's office with my daughters, he was busy responding to emails -Hello, my beauties -Papiiiii- shouted the little ones -Hello, love, I'm done and if you want we can go -Dad, papi... Mommy took us for an ice cream and I ordered Frutilla and Guille chocolate with cream and do you know? Mom said hello to a friend... What was your friend's name, ma?? -A schoolmate, uh... I don't remember because I had many classmates. -She almost threw the ice cream out of Guille's hand- and started laughing -Oh yes? Look how distracted she was. Besides, Mom had many friends and friends, so it doesn't surprise me that she can't remember all of them -But he was a schoolmate, we weren't friends- and I sighed and started to get nervous about everything my daughter was telling me -Before talking about this, tell us how your day in kindergarten was? -I'm writing my name by myself now and today I wrote Guille's. The teacher congratulated me! We'll count up to 60 without making a mistake tomorrow- To the school of the great ones - You're very intelligent, my love - And when I'm big, I'll be... mmmmmm doctor - Sure thing, my love The girls started painting in coloring books we had for when they went to the office and so they could entertain themselves. I remembered the paper and scheduled it on my cell phone and sent a message: Hi Gaston, I'm Anabella. Nice seeing you - and a timid smile came out of my mouth as I sent that message. I went to get water to drink and heard my cell phone ringing and it was a message - Hi Ana, the pleasure is mine. You don't know how much I wanted to see you again. Your daughters are beautiful just like you! Do you want to meet up tomorrow to grab a coffee? - Tomorrow? Tomorrow afternoon I have a meeting, but maybe in the morning then, next week - Tomorrow morning seems perfect to me. Does it seem okay to you at the ice cream shop where we met? - Okay, what time? - Around 9, does that work for you? - Yes... see you tomorrow - I'm looking forward to it arriving quickly tomorrow I blushed again and went to get my purse and the girls, since my husband had finished so we were going home. When we got home, the girls went out to play in the backyard while I prepared snacks for them and us, Martin came from behind and hugged me - Do you feel good, beautiful? - Yes, yes... maybe a bit tired But tell me what you did today and who was that man Fran mentioned? - We were just classmates for about 2 years, then he changed schools after that and I didn't know anything more about him, I don't know why he wants us to meet up now But were they a couple? - No no... he sat in the back near the window and I at the other end but ahead And maybe he secretly loved you, since you're always so attractive, very intelligent... His hands ran over my back and down to my waist and ass. They moved forward and played with my belly. One hand went up and touched my breasts through my clothes and the other under, playing also outside with my sex. I turn around embracing myself from my waist. - Mmmmmmmmmmmm with this beautiful body, with that sweet gaze... you must have had many admirers and all very in love just like me with you, Ana. I like you so much. I love you -Mmmmmmmm Martin... I love you- he gave me soft kisses on my forehead and across my face, played with my cheeks and then kissed me tenderly on my mouth -I also love you, my queen. Shall I call the girls? -Siii... Our daughters entered, we snacked together while Martin smiled mischievously at me from ear to ear, touched my hand, made jokes for the girls, and we all ended up laughing. Later, I bathed the girls, we played for a bit, and Martin took care of dinner. We ate that special dinner he loved preparing for us: roasted meat with vegetables and mashed potatoes. He put the girls to bed, read them a story, and I used the time to take a bath. When I came out of the bathroom, he was getting ready to go to sleep and saw me with my robe and towel on my head -Mmmmmmmmm... dry off a bit and get in like that -Nooooo... I'll wet the bed -We always soak it all, what's a little water from your body going to do?? -Shhh...- I giggled quietly -Have they fallen asleep? -Siiiiiiii... but someone woke up and is claiming what belongs to them!! -Already so early?? As I approached to get in bed like that with nothing on -Si.... mmmmmmm... He started caressing me slowly along my legs, having my entire body at his disposal, began kissing me slowly, passing his tongue slowly, and I was already shivering, losing myself to his love. He recurred from the top of my breasts down to beneath my belly that was very wet from feeling his mouth and tongue on my body that seemed like he himself was an inferno of so much heat that made me feel. I arched and gasped like a madwoman trying not to scream, my muffled screams against the pillow, and I ended in a tremendous way, Martin kissed and drank my juice that flowed from my sex and went slowly up to look at me and make some gestos that made me smile like a little girl pinching my eyes and showing her dimples on my rosy cheeks after enjoying him like a thirsty woman. He kissed me on the forehead giving soft kisses and tracing my face until he reached my mouth. When he got there, he stopped and stretched with his teeth my lower lip and then the upper one, later trapping both and kissing me, putting his tongue in and mine responding, it was a tender war that whoever stopped, the other continued. He rubbed against his cock on the entrance of my moist pussy and moved slowly with softness to enter that cave (as he called it) hiding place for his snake (his cock) -Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm how warm is my cave -Mmmmmmmmmmmm what's happening to my snake?? Has grown more than seems bigger than doesn't fit here??- We both smiled -I'll have to find another hole around here...- touching my glutes and going down to my ass..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.. I found one. But I'll have to dig and dig for it to enter...- He took his cock out of my pussy and felt like rubbing against his finger, taking a little bit of my moisture to lubricate my ass -Turn around, my love... -Make it soft -If you're hurting me, I'll stop... -It's okay... Humect my ass and put in his fingers very lubricated with vaseline and started moving slowly his three fingers inside my ass and I just whimpered -Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm -Mmmmmmmmmmm my love... do you like it??? -Siiii... -Now I'll try to put my cock in your bum -Siiiii do it... He took out his fingers, adjusted me leaving me in a position where he could enter without problems and put the tip in and I whimpered softly -Mmmmmmmmmmm -Mmmmmmmm my love... still needs a little more -Siiii keep going... He put in a bit more, I felt pain but I liked that I asked: -Put it all in -Are you sure?? -Siiiiii And she grabbed my hips and moved slowly, then suddenly inserted herself fully, feeling her eggs knocking against my thighs -Aaaaaaaaayyyyy -Did it hurt??? -Nooo... keep going... And she started moving slowly into my pussy and had one hand on my use the word: pussy -Mmmmmmmmmmmm... love -Ufffff my life... so good -Siiiiiiiii... mmmmmmmmmmmm -Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm -I'm going to explode.... -I also... can finish you off in your bum?? -Siiiii... -Mmmmmmmmmmmmm... aaaaahhhhhhhh, my amooorrr... aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh -For God's sake, Martin..... aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh I felt like jets of semen were shooting out of her and it was so much that it came out and dripped down my thighs and legs. She kept moving slowly to take it out and let me rest -For God's sake, this has been incredible... Do you like me, my life? -Siiiii, I was afraid of hurting you -But you're very patient and careful, so I let you keep going -And I wouldn't have done it if you didn't want to, I wouldn't have forced you -I really enjoyed it -I did too! I love you -I love you- She kissed me on the lips, got comfortable on her bare chest, and closed my eyes and fell asleep almost immediately. He adjusted the pillows, covered part of my body, and fell asleep too... To be continued......
¿Destino o Casualidad?? Parte 1
Summarizing a bit of this story about Gaston, Martin, and Mia I introduce myself as Anabella, I'm 45 years old, married for more than 20 years to my husband Martin since we met at 19, we have two daughters aged 22 and 20. What I'm going to tell you happened really a couple of years ago and fate brought us together with someone from the past again. I was a very vital young woman, loved going to the gym, walking, biking, enjoying time with friends and maybe some occasional boyfriend. The almost normal life of an 18-year-old girl. I met Gaston at a bowling alley, we clicked well, talked, danced, and even shared drinks, but I don't know how it happened that we ended up kissing or having sex (as they used to say). With him, I was on and off for about 6 months because I wanted to make our relationship official but he didn't. So we broke up. Then, shortly after, I met Martin and fell in love with him, not as deeply as I had with Gaston, but I loved him a lot and promised to respect him. We were together for 6 years, he was studying business administration, missing only a few credits to graduate, and I was unsure if I should go to university or not, what to study or do with my life. By the time I turned 25, I married Martin: he was a wonderful man, sweet, attentive, handsome, and even very servicable in bed. We did many things that either of us enjoyed, we would talk about it when we got home and almost immediately go ahead and do it. We had great sex and I think our daughters Francesca and Guillermina arrived: two loves that illuminated our lives, born just a year apart from each other, and for 5 years I dedicated myself to my daughters full-time and left work behind to focus on being a mother. Sometimes I missed my job or routines but my daughters needed me. So when Guille turned 3, which was going to kindergarten, I went back to work and it's true that it cost me I got used to picking up everything I should have done, it cost me to separate from the little one, although she seemed much more relaxed, independent and enjoyed being alone with her grandparents and going to the garden. One afternoon I went to pick up my daughters at their grandparents' place in the car and braked at a traffic light that had changed color and stayed thinking: I can't get so upset about my little one, she needs to break free and I want to overprotect her while she asks for freedom... I'll have to ask for help... The sound of the horn from behind made me come back to my place and started very angry and yelled through the window: Where do you want to go in such a hurry, piece of...?! Looked who was driving and my heart was racing at a thousand, couldn't believe what I had seen, it was Gastón! - No... it can't be- thought- by God I think I'm going crazy... Oh I hope I didn't see him! Or maybe if... It's been a few years since I've seen him last, he must still be an arrogant and pretentious one who makes me move every millimeter of my... -Mommy... -Yes, heart -Grandma Amanda made us a soup with many vegetables today and put what you always put in it, that noodle with numbers and letters, while it was heating up we opened it and I formed my name and Guille's -Ahhhh very well! Congratulations, little one! -I'm not little anymore, I'm 5 now! Guille is little -I know, love... Then before seeing Dad, let's go get an ice cream- Almost in unison the two of them shouted- Siiiii -I want a strawberry one and you, Guille? -Tocolate and burn -She wants chocolate and cream We stopped at the ice cream parlor and I bought ice cream for my daughters who were waiting on wicker chairs that were there and went to bring it to the older one, then it was the turn of the little one and I turned around without looking and bumped into the one behind me -How sorry... -But why don't you look when... but you're...??? And as I lifted my gaze, I saw it was Gastón. I froze and smiled- It's me, Gaston! Sorry for saying that, you should look when turning -Sorry... and continued on my way. As I was getting ready for my daughters, very flushed -Wait... please, Ana... -I'm with my daughters -Did you get married? -Yes... and you? -No... I'm committed but I think I won't get married anymore -Why? -Because when I saw you, it's a sign I shouldn't get married! -Oh God, Gaston! -I was much more flushed. I arrived with my little one's ice cream and sat down in a chair to give it to her and my hand was trembling -Mommy, what's wrong? -Nothing, love... -Who was that man? -A friend of Mom's from my school, nothing more -And he put the spoon with ice cream in his mouth -They're all done.. Are we going, girls?! Gaston was sitting alone at a table and stood up when he saw me -Sorry, Ana. But I'd like to invite you for a coffee, here's my number- I quickly wrote it down on a piece of paper and gave it to him -Call me, I really want to see you again sometime and talk to you- and he smiled. -Okay... See you later- We left there with my daughters and when I was about to get in the car, they sat down at the back. When I went to get in, someone honked and I recognized it was the same horn from the stoplight and I turned around and it was Gaston. I blushed and got into the car We arrived at my husband's office with my daughters, he was busy responding to emails -Hello, my beauties -Papiiiii- shouted the little ones -Hello, love, I'm done and if you want we can go -Dad, papi... Mommy took us for an ice cream and I ordered Frutilla and Guille chocolate with cream and do you know? Mom said hello to a friend... What was your friend's name, ma?? -A schoolmate, uh... I don't remember because I had many classmates. -She almost threw the ice cream out of Guille's hand- and started laughing -Oh yes? Look how distracted she was. Besides, Mom had many friends and friends, so it doesn't surprise me that she can't remember all of them -But he was a schoolmate, we weren't friends- and I sighed and started to get nervous about everything my daughter was telling me -Before talking about this, tell us how your day in kindergarten was? -I'm writing my name by myself now and today I wrote Guille's. The teacher congratulated me! We'll count up to 60 without making a mistake tomorrow- To the school of the great ones - You're very intelligent, my love - And when I'm big, I'll be... mmmmmm doctor - Sure thing, my love The girls started painting in coloring books we had for when they went to the office and so they could entertain themselves. I remembered the paper and scheduled it on my cell phone and sent a message: Hi Gaston, I'm Anabella. Nice seeing you - and a timid smile came out of my mouth as I sent that message. I went to get water to drink and heard my cell phone ringing and it was a message - Hi Ana, the pleasure is mine. You don't know how much I wanted to see you again. Your daughters are beautiful just like you! Do you want to meet up tomorrow to grab a coffee? - Tomorrow? Tomorrow afternoon I have a meeting, but maybe in the morning then, next week - Tomorrow morning seems perfect to me. Does it seem okay to you at the ice cream shop where we met? - Okay, what time? - Around 9, does that work for you? - Yes... see you tomorrow - I'm looking forward to it arriving quickly tomorrow I blushed again and went to get my purse and the girls, since my husband had finished so we were going home. When we got home, the girls went out to play in the backyard while I prepared snacks for them and us, Martin came from behind and hugged me - Do you feel good, beautiful? - Yes, yes... maybe a bit tired But tell me what you did today and who was that man Fran mentioned? - We were just classmates for about 2 years, then he changed schools after that and I didn't know anything more about him, I don't know why he wants us to meet up now But were they a couple? - No no... he sat in the back near the window and I at the other end but ahead And maybe he secretly loved you, since you're always so attractive, very intelligent... His hands ran over my back and down to my waist and ass. They moved forward and played with my belly. One hand went up and touched my breasts through my clothes and the other under, playing also outside with my sex. I turn around embracing myself from my waist. - Mmmmmmmmmmmm with this beautiful body, with that sweet gaze... you must have had many admirers and all very in love just like me with you, Ana. I like you so much. I love you -Mmmmmmmm Martin... I love you- he gave me soft kisses on my forehead and across my face, played with my cheeks and then kissed me tenderly on my mouth -I also love you, my queen. Shall I call the girls? -Siii... Our daughters entered, we snacked together while Martin smiled mischievously at me from ear to ear, touched my hand, made jokes for the girls, and we all ended up laughing. Later, I bathed the girls, we played for a bit, and Martin took care of dinner. We ate that special dinner he loved preparing for us: roasted meat with vegetables and mashed potatoes. He put the girls to bed, read them a story, and I used the time to take a bath. When I came out of the bathroom, he was getting ready to go to sleep and saw me with my robe and towel on my head -Mmmmmmmmm... dry off a bit and get in like that -Nooooo... I'll wet the bed -We always soak it all, what's a little water from your body going to do?? -Shhh...- I giggled quietly -Have they fallen asleep? -Siiiiiiii... but someone woke up and is claiming what belongs to them!! -Already so early?? As I approached to get in bed like that with nothing on -Si.... mmmmmmm... He started caressing me slowly along my legs, having my entire body at his disposal, began kissing me slowly, passing his tongue slowly, and I was already shivering, losing myself to his love. He recurred from the top of my breasts down to beneath my belly that was very wet from feeling his mouth and tongue on my body that seemed like he himself was an inferno of so much heat that made me feel. I arched and gasped like a madwoman trying not to scream, my muffled screams against the pillow, and I ended in a tremendous way, Martin kissed and drank my juice that flowed from my sex and went slowly up to look at me and make some gestos that made me smile like a little girl pinching my eyes and showing her dimples on my rosy cheeks after enjoying him like a thirsty woman. He kissed me on the forehead giving soft kisses and tracing my face until he reached my mouth. When he got there, he stopped and stretched with his teeth my lower lip and then the upper one, later trapping both and kissing me, putting his tongue in and mine responding, it was a tender war that whoever stopped, the other continued. He rubbed against his cock on the entrance of my moist pussy and moved slowly with softness to enter that cave (as he called it) hiding place for his snake (his cock) -Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm how warm is my cave -Mmmmmmmmmmmm what's happening to my snake?? Has grown more than seems bigger than doesn't fit here??- We both smiled -I'll have to find another hole around here...- touching my glutes and going down to my ass..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.. I found one. But I'll have to dig and dig for it to enter...- He took his cock out of my pussy and felt like rubbing against his finger, taking a little bit of my moisture to lubricate my ass -Turn around, my love... -Make it soft -If you're hurting me, I'll stop... -It's okay... Humect my ass and put in his fingers very lubricated with vaseline and started moving slowly his three fingers inside my ass and I just whimpered -Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm -Mmmmmmmmmmm my love... do you like it??? -Siiii... -Now I'll try to put my cock in your bum -Siiiii do it... He took out his fingers, adjusted me leaving me in a position where he could enter without problems and put the tip in and I whimpered softly -Mmmmmmmmmmm -Mmmmmmmm my love... still needs a little more -Siiii keep going... He put in a bit more, I felt pain but I liked that I asked: -Put it all in -Are you sure?? -Siiiiii And she grabbed my hips and moved slowly, then suddenly inserted herself fully, feeling her eggs knocking against my thighs -Aaaaaaaaayyyyy -Did it hurt??? -Nooo... keep going... And she started moving slowly into my pussy and had one hand on my use the word: pussy -Mmmmmmmmmmmm... love -Ufffff my life... so good -Siiiiiiiii... mmmmmmmmmmmm -Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm -I'm going to explode.... -I also... can finish you off in your bum?? -Siiiii... -Mmmmmmmmmmmmm... aaaaahhhhhhhh, my amooorrr... aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh -For God's sake, Martin..... aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh I felt like jets of semen were shooting out of her and it was so much that it came out and dripped down my thighs and legs. She kept moving slowly to take it out and let me rest -For God's sake, this has been incredible... Do you like me, my life? -Siiiii, I was afraid of hurting you -But you're very patient and careful, so I let you keep going -And I wouldn't have done it if you didn't want to, I wouldn't have forced you -I really enjoyed it -I did too! I love you -I love you- She kissed me on the lips, got comfortable on her bare chest, and closed my eyes and fell asleep almost immediately. He adjusted the pillows, covered part of my body, and fell asleep too... To be continued......
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