Fleeting crosses of complicit gazes of desire and much luxury with my downstairs tenant make it so we don't care about anything as long as we possess each other in the same house of my in-laws until we can enjoy ourselves deliciously in their apartment and mine.
Because of work reasons, I had to change residences along with my wife and children from our city of residence to come live here with better economic income options, for which my in-laws, out of goodwill, offered us a comfortable apartment in their very large rental house where they themselves also live. After being installed for about two months and living a normal life, one Saturday I arrived at lunchtime at home and observed without giving it importance that new tenants were moving into the house and supposed they were coming to live in the downstairs flat because it was the only one available, passed by my apartment as normally as possible and think I didn't leave until Monday morning again to go back to work that weekend. That first working day when I arrived in the evening after work, passing through the entrance hall that leads to the stairs of the second floor of the apartments behind the house where the washing machines are placed under the stairs, taking up space and also because the necessary installations had already been made for their proper functioning, caught my attention to smell a penetrating perfume of woman about meters before passing by the stairs. As I approached this laundry area more closely, I ran into the great surprise that it was the new tenant who had arrived to live on Saturday, greeted her as I passed, perceiving her aroma already from close range and my natural detector for attractive women activated the automatic scanning system, in a matter of seconds my complete system after a detailed analysis gave me the result, it was a 10/10 woman. I followed up with my scan and she was crouched down on the washing machine with her hair. picked up and with a top that left her flat stomach visible after the dances of the thousand and one nights and a lycra glued to her sculptural and firm body, she seemed like a model from TV programs that dance in the mornings and help housewives do exercises, while opening the door as slowly as possible so I could see her for longer. She caught me staring at her body from head to toe, planted her gaze on my eyes, saying 'you're looking' without hiding it with the language of gazes. I let her know I loved it and she understood, smiling lightly but very coquettishly, making an expression that said she felt flattered. She didn't take her gaze off me for a moment, showing her boldness, audacity, and determination until I entered my house. She demonstrated her courage, audacity, and resolution.
I was really impressed by her well-defined curves, shaped by the same hands of God, her flat stomach, prominent hips, pointed bum, perfect breasts well-placed and bulging, her legs very well worked in a perfect blend of muscles and femininity, her cute face, her proud and shameless gaze, the color of her toasted cinnamon skin from the sun, her Venus mound standing out excessively, and that warmth of a Creole woman. She didn't have Spanish descent unless you noticed her native origin, her large or slanted eyes, I estimated she was between 23 and 25 years old, and since then I couldn't stop thinking about her and her exotic beauty would come to my mind every moment.
From that same day on, I started my routine and from the living room window, I'd be watching the patio to see when she'd go out or buy something at the store. Every time I saw her, I liked her more, she'd wear different clothes but comfortable ones for staying home. I could see her ribs sticking out and how yummy she was, and every day I went crazy about her. Most of the times I observed her, she felt my gaze and would turn back. To see her violently at my window to make sure she was still following me with her gaze until she disappeared, contemplating the beauty of her body. In a lunch we were invited to at my in-laws' apartment, which is in the same house as mine, my mother-in-law started talking about the newly arrived couple and, as a way of conversation or gossip, told my wife that the new girl who had just arrived was the type's mistress, not his wife, that this type I thought was her husband, whom I had seen only three times, was married and lived with his wife and family in the city center, but he had taken this young girl from a humble home to give himself the pleasure of having an official mistress installed with all the comforts so she could be with him. The type wasn't at all charming, didn't have good looks, wore very thick glasses like bottle seats, had a languid and even gaunt appearance, and was somewhat despotic in his way of being, around 48 years old. My mother-in-law doesn't like gossip unless it fascinates her, so that night she brought my wife up to date on the new couple's life, passion, virtues, and defects, which I, as a passive and disinterested listener, didn't give importance to as usual, but between us, I thanked her for the detailed information. One day while driving near my neighborhood, my women detector alarm went off again and I returned to see a monumental and sculptural body of a delicious woman with black hair down to her waist, wearing tight-fitting jeans that seemed to burst out of her, as I passed her by, I recognized her face and followed her from the rearview mirror until I realized it was my desired tenant, walking like a model on a catwalk, putting one foot in front of the other with very high heels that made her appear more prominent. Her beautiful ass, almost didn't recognize her, never had seen her like that, what a spectacular woman, I stopped the car a block ahead and got out to catch up on foot, all the men on the street were looking at her pass by and stayed with their mouths open at seeing such a Creole, as I approached she recognized me barely after seeing me and smiled a little in greeting without thinking that I was going to get closer, our complicit gazes in the house patio had given us a natural confidence almost without even knowing each other's names.
I approached her as if we were old friends and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek which she received and accepted my greeting, I told her I liked her very much and wanted to get to know her a bit better, I handed her a presentation card inviting her to call me and she was somewhat hurried in dismissing me, telling me that she had agreed to meet her husband at the corner, waiter, maintainer, and that he would be arriving soon, that I was crazy and bold and gave her my name and finally she gave me hers, Viviana bid me farewell with a hasty kiss and indeed more ahead in a taxi she passed him on to pick her up and it all synchronized just in time.
I was already walking more calmly, not like before when I seemed like the devil in a bottle because I had already unloaded telling her how much I was attracted but she never called me on my cell phone as I would have liked, but after a little time the devil entered into action again and I ran into her under the bleachers taking clothes out of her washing machine to hang them up to dry, she followed me with a gaze in a very bold way without looking down like trying to humiliate me trying to make me look away, it was the limit of her insolence and halfway down the bleachers I got off where she was without taking my eyes off her for a single moment, I approached her, took her by the waist in a somewhat rough manner attaching her to my body and making her sit, bringing my lips to hers and planted a very passionate kiss which she received with delight, pushed me against the The closest wall and inserting her vibrating tongue as far inside as it could made me shudder with pleasure. Now I pushed her against the washing stone and took absolute control of all movements, my hands seeming like strobe lights on her body, changing position in seconds, toppling with great sensual pleasure each part of her body, she breathed deeply at every thrust of mine without stopping to kiss me until I put my mischievous hands under her Lycra, reaching her well-groomed pussy. I started playing with her hot and humid vulva, and she, with her eyes rolled back and delivered like a lamb, stopped being the untamed mare that seemed to be and was only breathing heavily, gasping with pleasure... The sound of footsteps made us jump back into reality, and in milliseconds we were fully composed. I left with an erection that hurt inside my boxer, but with the pleasure of having submitted and enjoyed her for the moment until those advances and very happy for it, I made myself to the pain with the illusion of finding the right occasion again.
It didn't take more than two days after that when we did the same thing again, like teenagers, hidden from others and with the fear that someone might see us and make a big problem, it became our custom to get together at every moment we could in that same place, the washing stone had become our secret meeting spot.
In each act of coinciding, the obligatory step to go up to my house made us addicted to our jamones, but I wanted more, but there was no way, we were always with the house full of people, especially my in-laws, kids and other tenants. I told her to meet me outside the house and she said until she was sick of it that she couldn't because the guy had her too controlled, he was very jealous and possessive, didn't want to risk the comfort he gave her and me, and she told me that also... family, so there was no way to get her out, in each furtive encounter I would rise like a lion to my house and my wife would slap me and give me pleasure with some slaps and ejaculations, I ended up obsessing over making my wife scream loudly at night for the tenant downstairs to hear, with her I would relieve myself copiously and cause morbidness that Viviana would hear everything below, achieving my objective on occasion.
Each of our furtive encounters was becoming more intense and daring but we didn't have time to pass penetrations, maximum I would sit pointing her little sapito with my cock well erected above the clothes and put my fingers in her pussy and ass as I went by.
One Saturday I left my laptop bag at the office thinking of returning later to pick it up and the keys to my house in my pocket but when I returned from visiting a client and was already very close to home, I decided to stay and not go to the office, entered the house and everything was dark, no one was there, none of the apartment lights were on, it came to my mind that my wife had left with everyone including my in-laws to the country house and I hadn't remembered, damn it a little and in the darkness of the patio I decided to send messages from my cell phone to pass the time, shit, I was without the keys to the house, no one to open it for me and the office at those hours surely closed, calculated that I had to wait about two hours for them to arrive so I made myself suffer.
At a moment with the corner of my eye I see Viviana's apartment lights turn on, surprise mine because I was almost sure there was no one in the whole house, my bad mood disappeared instantly and solitary ideas came to my mind, I started to scheme a plan at the speed of a Centrino processor and already had the perfect plan and quartered.
I said to myself, I'm going to knock on Viviana's door and if she's there or her husband comes out I'll tell him What happened with the keys made her feel sad and I'll ask if she saw my family leave and what time but if she was leaving herself......I didn't imagine that truth, I still couldn't believe such luck.
I put my eggs in order and proceeded to knock on the door, listened as footsteps of slippers came from inside and seriously never thought I'd be alone and already preparing my formal expression to speak, the door opened with sleepy eyes and a certain shyness, I approached her with much respect, addressing her as Mrs. and speaking loudly because I thought someone else was inside, I asked her in a whisper if her husband was there and she said no, almost jumping from excitement and seriously told her my story about the key and made me enter her apartment.
She told me that since her husband was a professor he had gone with his students to the beach that morning, wouldn't be back for three days and had just woken up a few minutes ago and turned on the TV while waking up well, she had slept all afternoon and didn't know who could be knocking on her door and hadn't imagined it was me in her dreams.
She got very happy and said finally we can be alone, I launched myself at her on her living room sofa now let's enjoy each other without hurry or pressure, there was no one in the whole house it was like seven o'clock at night and I calculated that my family would arrive in two hours more.
I undressed her slowly, enjoying every second, every moment, ripping off her clothes with my teeth and a little collaboration from her, finally I had that Creole totally naked, it was a powerful spectacle to contemplate her in total nudity, what sensual and feminine features she had on every centimeter of her body, her small body and flat chest gave rise to two perfect melons, round, paradisical and sturdy that contrasted with her protruding ribs, her perfect waist with a flat stomach like Shakira's, her contoured arms and legs, it seemed like an erotic Greek monument. midlife that moved with its own life that kissed me wildly and vibrated with pleasure at every moment, as if she could undress me urgently, as if another new noise was going to interrupt us and didn't want it to happen again, with the tip of her tongue tracing my body downward, started in my mouth then followed by my neck and drove me crazy with pleasure when it reached my nipples and began to lick them, while pressing my cock still inside my boxer that struggled to get out, under my abdomen and putting her tongue in my navel jumped from one to its final destination, lowering with desperation and anguish my underwear clung to my throat after briefly contemplating it with a lustful gaze, as if thinking what to do with my offering that lasted like a steel bar pointing defiantly at the ceiling.
She started giving me tongue kisses as I had previously induced that type of pleasure in my nipples, the same maddening technique she used on my testicles, ass and glans by turns. What a way to use her tongue, finally I could enjoy it, after some 4 months of light frictions, finally I had her shaved at her apartment at my disposal and her cave outside depilated like a girl crying out for my attention, without wasting any more time and with desperation and care on her sofa I positioned myself to make a delicious 69, her tongue was doing miracles, on my part in an unbridled competition and with diligent attention executed my best technique of sucking and with absolute benevolence managed to make it explode violently in my face and mouth with spurts of liquids that like urine were flowing down my legs to finish soaking the sponge of her couch.
With my mouth filled with her flows I kissed her mercilessly and as we became more morbid and eager, we continued our caresses, enjoying our bodies to the fullest now without any interruptions, the room smelled like her sex which was like a scent. Exquisite aphrodisiac stimulated my senses more and I was crazy and impetuous, with vehemence I took her from her yummy waist and legs and led her to her room, laying her down on her bed through it. She seized with luxurious fervor my penis that was fiery and alive, exploding like never before, not having grown so big in other occasions, it was such a rush that Viviana caused in me that seemed as if she were about to explode with each pulsation of my blood that emitted from my heart directly into the caverns and veins of my palpitating member. She savored with pleasure the droplets like dew that came out of my urethra, crystal clear, giving lubrication to our act, her stimulation with her tongue that was sometimes at the tip and other times at the base itself of my testicles, rising and falling freely while on her face a reboiling expression of her vice consisting in an unbridled appetite for the delights of the flesh. There was no better position for both of us to enjoy, while she grabbed my pearl I dedicated myself with my fingers to giving her pleasure inside her tight cave that tightly housed my index and middle fingers embracing them with rhythmic contractions with her vaginal walls, her wet clitoris making it slide down to the deepest part that could be felt like a peach pit with which I played to pleasure. It didn't take long for her to come out with cries accompanied by her pelvic movements seeking her greatest pleasure, maximum enjoyment and adequate penetration that with her corporal language made me know, my fingers encased in that velvet glove with my thumb playing with her clitoris making her explode in another more violent orgasm than the one on the couch, soaking the bedclothes and impregnating her room with her scent. I continued with my shining and brilliant penis while she, flaccid as possible, managed to adjust herself lying down with a soft pillow on her '. Carita, separated her right leg lifting her knee to the height of her hip and leaving her left leg stretched out and fell asleep in a trance after that run. Her buttocks were two united mountains and seeing her from the side, her perfect roundness made each one semicircular arcs of 180 degrees. In the middle of her two mountains, a narrow cave was observed that still had traces of a recent flood of liquids. I passed my tongue like sandpaper, from bottom to top, playing with her asterisk and getting my tongue as far in as possible. She didn't want more stimulation, her body in a state of overexcitation gave cyclic conditioned reflexes at every moment, and her chicken skin combined with her very agitated breathing wouldn't let me keep giving her pleasure. I was invaded by immense tenderness seeing her so exhausted from pleasure. My wild mare was tamed and gentle, slowly caressing her sculptural body in the shape of a guitar and kissing her neck very slowly, she calmed down little by little, taking her black hair and lifting it towards the headboard of the bed, I passed my tongue over her ears and neck, she fell asleep for about ten minutes in my arms feeling my tender caresses.
Her pride as a woman made her wake up with a come and, catching my cock still from behind me, stretching her hand back took another commanding voice and said:
- I want you to screw me, daddy, get your cock all the way in, I'm dying to have it inside, I've been wanting it since the first day you left me looking at you with desire in the laundry room.
It was music to my ears to hear her say that and uniting action to words, she lay on her back, and I started screwing her slowly. She had a little too tight clitoris, I tried to get my glans into the entrance of her cave but it was almost impossible due to its narrowness, even though she was very lubricated didn't enter her, little by little she was entering and her walls were giving me a bit more space with each thrust, I said calm down love, if your head goes in the rest is cock, so it was that I buried myself with a push from my part united with hers that made her ass move back with the sole intention of receiving me, I invaded until three quarters and already felt like she was biting me, this caused more excitement and without compassion she started to screw me, placing my head in her mere matrix, I was in the same glory, feeling the end and finally her hot scalp like an oven and my scrotum stuck to her ass rubbed at each thrust, her little rabbit squeezed, her puppy bit, I started to grind against her bed that creaked with great force, she screamed, cursed and said intelligible words in which I only managed to understand the words me tasty bastard, she hissed and wrinkled her hands made into fists on the bedding, a erotic madness entered her and lifting her ass seeking greater penetration and uncomfortably towards the back grabbed my buttocks to push me more towards her.
She lifted her ass later after a while to get down on all fours and like a slutty arse she moved contorting her body and head and hair from one side to the other, caressing her buttocks first softly then starting to give her loud slaps on her ass, my hands were drawn in the red of her skin and she begged for more and more.
- Do with me what you want papi, you know that I've been yours for a long time, bastard, now I wanted you to have me like this enjoying myself, finally, finally you have me, finally, I'm your slut look how you have me son of a slut, did you really want this ? Did you really want it ? Yes, you're right, cabrón ? Now you'll see what it's like to have me, I'll keep you tied up always and at the pace of my woman, she won't be able to hold on to you because I want you to be mine, aaaaaaaaaaaaaa that tasty son of a slut kills me with pleasure, aaaayyy that tasty, now I know why your wife was screaming if you take it well, bastard, that tasty you move. Give me more, give me more and don't stop. never want you to give me one in the ass, stick it up my ass.
In a fit of madness she asked for it and I obeyed quickly, I tried to push it into her tasty bum but there was no way, it was very closed, what did she want with an ass if her hair was squeezing better than anything in the world, I got inside her again and my movements made it sound like applause in the room during the collision of her buttocks, in that same position of puppy I took her clitoris with my fingers and started massaging it as a result of which she didn't last long and came in a long and strong orgasm.
- I'm going to cum son of puke, look at me like you do and all the things you make me do, badly born, dirty boy, yes you know how to fuck a woman well, I want you to come with me, give me your cum, give me that cum, don't give it to your wife tonight, give it to me all, you're an animal, look at me like this beast, miraaaaaaa ohhhhhhh now I know why she was screaming like a slut.
The di turned and in the missionary position opening her legs like an old book, I made her cum until the last drop and sucked her tits, she said:
- Give cock and cum to your wife from now on that's me, give it to her cabron, I want to feel you.
This was too much, I started coming inside her and Viviana felt my jets, she let me know and said come here pointing to her flat belly, I pulled out my hose and the last jets came out onto her precious tummy, she poured my hot, white, thick semen all over her tits and belly while still writhing like a snake on her relaxed and wet bed.
That night we became addicted to our bodies, repeating one more time another super hard fuck of the same characteristics, my family arrived and went up to our apartment just like I did after a prudent time, no one noticed anything and I came home as if nothing had happened.
After this encounter with Viviana we took advantage of every minimal opportunity to give each other the best Our lives and sometimes at the speed of a rabbit, we did it in the laundry room, at her house and at mine depending on the circumstances.
One day, Viviana had me impaled with her legs spread apart, moaning loudly from pleasure on her couch, and less than 4 seconds later, the door to the general patio opened, which led directly to the living room, it was her husband who found us in flagrante delicto and I with my hands on his well-paradised breasts, never happened before, but the two of us from the arrecha who had neither even moved trying to get up, we just stayed quiet and cold.
He began to shout out in indignation, as he told me how jealous he was, the scene was like being hit with a bucket of cold water including ice cubes, it was really a very compromising situation, she stood up and faced him saying that if he wasn't home to satisfy his desires then I was there for that, that with me she felt a full and right woman and didn't think about leaving me, that if he wanted, he could stay in her apartment and everything and she no longer wanted to be with him.
I stayed perplexed listening to what she said while getting dressed, she took charge of the situation in the most frontal and decisive way and he threw angry glances at me which I met without fear, there was nobody from my family or relatives but other tenants from neighboring apartments who came out to see the commotion that had been raised, she dominated the situation by taking the bull by the horns leaving me impressed with her bravery and determination, when I finished getting dressed, he told me this would be known to my wife and in-laws and I just imagined how big a mess it was going to be, also I threw one back.
- If your wife and in-laws find out about this, you're screwed because I'm going too and I'll screw your wife, so you'd better watch yourself What are you doing to calm down and don't bother me, I'll take that slut away from you who will regret it for the rest of your life so you decide, make this bigger or not. The guy was grumbling and I told him not to mess with Viviana for anything in the world, she asked me to please leave and from upstairs I could still hear the guy's screams even though not clearly enough to understand the conversation entirely. The next day he told me that the guy won't say a word and that everything had been settled and arranged already, how?... I don't know yet, but what I do know is that the guy never said anything to anyone and luckily neither did the neighbors, she told me to keep going with our thing normally, that she wouldn't give up on me or the pleasure it gave her, I've realized that deep down the guy likes being told how I'm fucking him for some things she's told me. Sometimes he tells me to go ahead and fill his cum in my hair a little before he gets there...what do you guys think, am I asking, does the guy really know well and like this cuck thing? 😳
Because of work reasons, I had to change residences along with my wife and children from our city of residence to come live here with better economic income options, for which my in-laws, out of goodwill, offered us a comfortable apartment in their very large rental house where they themselves also live. After being installed for about two months and living a normal life, one Saturday I arrived at lunchtime at home and observed without giving it importance that new tenants were moving into the house and supposed they were coming to live in the downstairs flat because it was the only one available, passed by my apartment as normally as possible and think I didn't leave until Monday morning again to go back to work that weekend. That first working day when I arrived in the evening after work, passing through the entrance hall that leads to the stairs of the second floor of the apartments behind the house where the washing machines are placed under the stairs, taking up space and also because the necessary installations had already been made for their proper functioning, caught my attention to smell a penetrating perfume of woman about meters before passing by the stairs. As I approached this laundry area more closely, I ran into the great surprise that it was the new tenant who had arrived to live on Saturday, greeted her as I passed, perceiving her aroma already from close range and my natural detector for attractive women activated the automatic scanning system, in a matter of seconds my complete system after a detailed analysis gave me the result, it was a 10/10 woman. I followed up with my scan and she was crouched down on the washing machine with her hair. picked up and with a top that left her flat stomach visible after the dances of the thousand and one nights and a lycra glued to her sculptural and firm body, she seemed like a model from TV programs that dance in the mornings and help housewives do exercises, while opening the door as slowly as possible so I could see her for longer. She caught me staring at her body from head to toe, planted her gaze on my eyes, saying 'you're looking' without hiding it with the language of gazes. I let her know I loved it and she understood, smiling lightly but very coquettishly, making an expression that said she felt flattered. She didn't take her gaze off me for a moment, showing her boldness, audacity, and determination until I entered my house. She demonstrated her courage, audacity, and resolution.
I was really impressed by her well-defined curves, shaped by the same hands of God, her flat stomach, prominent hips, pointed bum, perfect breasts well-placed and bulging, her legs very well worked in a perfect blend of muscles and femininity, her cute face, her proud and shameless gaze, the color of her toasted cinnamon skin from the sun, her Venus mound standing out excessively, and that warmth of a Creole woman. She didn't have Spanish descent unless you noticed her native origin, her large or slanted eyes, I estimated she was between 23 and 25 years old, and since then I couldn't stop thinking about her and her exotic beauty would come to my mind every moment.
From that same day on, I started my routine and from the living room window, I'd be watching the patio to see when she'd go out or buy something at the store. Every time I saw her, I liked her more, she'd wear different clothes but comfortable ones for staying home. I could see her ribs sticking out and how yummy she was, and every day I went crazy about her. Most of the times I observed her, she felt my gaze and would turn back. To see her violently at my window to make sure she was still following me with her gaze until she disappeared, contemplating the beauty of her body. In a lunch we were invited to at my in-laws' apartment, which is in the same house as mine, my mother-in-law started talking about the newly arrived couple and, as a way of conversation or gossip, told my wife that the new girl who had just arrived was the type's mistress, not his wife, that this type I thought was her husband, whom I had seen only three times, was married and lived with his wife and family in the city center, but he had taken this young girl from a humble home to give himself the pleasure of having an official mistress installed with all the comforts so she could be with him. The type wasn't at all charming, didn't have good looks, wore very thick glasses like bottle seats, had a languid and even gaunt appearance, and was somewhat despotic in his way of being, around 48 years old. My mother-in-law doesn't like gossip unless it fascinates her, so that night she brought my wife up to date on the new couple's life, passion, virtues, and defects, which I, as a passive and disinterested listener, didn't give importance to as usual, but between us, I thanked her for the detailed information. One day while driving near my neighborhood, my women detector alarm went off again and I returned to see a monumental and sculptural body of a delicious woman with black hair down to her waist, wearing tight-fitting jeans that seemed to burst out of her, as I passed her by, I recognized her face and followed her from the rearview mirror until I realized it was my desired tenant, walking like a model on a catwalk, putting one foot in front of the other with very high heels that made her appear more prominent. Her beautiful ass, almost didn't recognize her, never had seen her like that, what a spectacular woman, I stopped the car a block ahead and got out to catch up on foot, all the men on the street were looking at her pass by and stayed with their mouths open at seeing such a Creole, as I approached she recognized me barely after seeing me and smiled a little in greeting without thinking that I was going to get closer, our complicit gazes in the house patio had given us a natural confidence almost without even knowing each other's names.
I approached her as if we were old friends and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek which she received and accepted my greeting, I told her I liked her very much and wanted to get to know her a bit better, I handed her a presentation card inviting her to call me and she was somewhat hurried in dismissing me, telling me that she had agreed to meet her husband at the corner, waiter, maintainer, and that he would be arriving soon, that I was crazy and bold and gave her my name and finally she gave me hers, Viviana bid me farewell with a hasty kiss and indeed more ahead in a taxi she passed him on to pick her up and it all synchronized just in time.
I was already walking more calmly, not like before when I seemed like the devil in a bottle because I had already unloaded telling her how much I was attracted but she never called me on my cell phone as I would have liked, but after a little time the devil entered into action again and I ran into her under the bleachers taking clothes out of her washing machine to hang them up to dry, she followed me with a gaze in a very bold way without looking down like trying to humiliate me trying to make me look away, it was the limit of her insolence and halfway down the bleachers I got off where she was without taking my eyes off her for a single moment, I approached her, took her by the waist in a somewhat rough manner attaching her to my body and making her sit, bringing my lips to hers and planted a very passionate kiss which she received with delight, pushed me against the The closest wall and inserting her vibrating tongue as far inside as it could made me shudder with pleasure. Now I pushed her against the washing stone and took absolute control of all movements, my hands seeming like strobe lights on her body, changing position in seconds, toppling with great sensual pleasure each part of her body, she breathed deeply at every thrust of mine without stopping to kiss me until I put my mischievous hands under her Lycra, reaching her well-groomed pussy. I started playing with her hot and humid vulva, and she, with her eyes rolled back and delivered like a lamb, stopped being the untamed mare that seemed to be and was only breathing heavily, gasping with pleasure... The sound of footsteps made us jump back into reality, and in milliseconds we were fully composed. I left with an erection that hurt inside my boxer, but with the pleasure of having submitted and enjoyed her for the moment until those advances and very happy for it, I made myself to the pain with the illusion of finding the right occasion again.
It didn't take more than two days after that when we did the same thing again, like teenagers, hidden from others and with the fear that someone might see us and make a big problem, it became our custom to get together at every moment we could in that same place, the washing stone had become our secret meeting spot.
In each act of coinciding, the obligatory step to go up to my house made us addicted to our jamones, but I wanted more, but there was no way, we were always with the house full of people, especially my in-laws, kids and other tenants. I told her to meet me outside the house and she said until she was sick of it that she couldn't because the guy had her too controlled, he was very jealous and possessive, didn't want to risk the comfort he gave her and me, and she told me that also... family, so there was no way to get her out, in each furtive encounter I would rise like a lion to my house and my wife would slap me and give me pleasure with some slaps and ejaculations, I ended up obsessing over making my wife scream loudly at night for the tenant downstairs to hear, with her I would relieve myself copiously and cause morbidness that Viviana would hear everything below, achieving my objective on occasion.
Each of our furtive encounters was becoming more intense and daring but we didn't have time to pass penetrations, maximum I would sit pointing her little sapito with my cock well erected above the clothes and put my fingers in her pussy and ass as I went by.
One Saturday I left my laptop bag at the office thinking of returning later to pick it up and the keys to my house in my pocket but when I returned from visiting a client and was already very close to home, I decided to stay and not go to the office, entered the house and everything was dark, no one was there, none of the apartment lights were on, it came to my mind that my wife had left with everyone including my in-laws to the country house and I hadn't remembered, damn it a little and in the darkness of the patio I decided to send messages from my cell phone to pass the time, shit, I was without the keys to the house, no one to open it for me and the office at those hours surely closed, calculated that I had to wait about two hours for them to arrive so I made myself suffer.
At a moment with the corner of my eye I see Viviana's apartment lights turn on, surprise mine because I was almost sure there was no one in the whole house, my bad mood disappeared instantly and solitary ideas came to my mind, I started to scheme a plan at the speed of a Centrino processor and already had the perfect plan and quartered.
I said to myself, I'm going to knock on Viviana's door and if she's there or her husband comes out I'll tell him What happened with the keys made her feel sad and I'll ask if she saw my family leave and what time but if she was leaving herself......I didn't imagine that truth, I still couldn't believe such luck.
I put my eggs in order and proceeded to knock on the door, listened as footsteps of slippers came from inside and seriously never thought I'd be alone and already preparing my formal expression to speak, the door opened with sleepy eyes and a certain shyness, I approached her with much respect, addressing her as Mrs. and speaking loudly because I thought someone else was inside, I asked her in a whisper if her husband was there and she said no, almost jumping from excitement and seriously told her my story about the key and made me enter her apartment.
She told me that since her husband was a professor he had gone with his students to the beach that morning, wouldn't be back for three days and had just woken up a few minutes ago and turned on the TV while waking up well, she had slept all afternoon and didn't know who could be knocking on her door and hadn't imagined it was me in her dreams.
She got very happy and said finally we can be alone, I launched myself at her on her living room sofa now let's enjoy each other without hurry or pressure, there was no one in the whole house it was like seven o'clock at night and I calculated that my family would arrive in two hours more.
I undressed her slowly, enjoying every second, every moment, ripping off her clothes with my teeth and a little collaboration from her, finally I had that Creole totally naked, it was a powerful spectacle to contemplate her in total nudity, what sensual and feminine features she had on every centimeter of her body, her small body and flat chest gave rise to two perfect melons, round, paradisical and sturdy that contrasted with her protruding ribs, her perfect waist with a flat stomach like Shakira's, her contoured arms and legs, it seemed like an erotic Greek monument. midlife that moved with its own life that kissed me wildly and vibrated with pleasure at every moment, as if she could undress me urgently, as if another new noise was going to interrupt us and didn't want it to happen again, with the tip of her tongue tracing my body downward, started in my mouth then followed by my neck and drove me crazy with pleasure when it reached my nipples and began to lick them, while pressing my cock still inside my boxer that struggled to get out, under my abdomen and putting her tongue in my navel jumped from one to its final destination, lowering with desperation and anguish my underwear clung to my throat after briefly contemplating it with a lustful gaze, as if thinking what to do with my offering that lasted like a steel bar pointing defiantly at the ceiling.
She started giving me tongue kisses as I had previously induced that type of pleasure in my nipples, the same maddening technique she used on my testicles, ass and glans by turns. What a way to use her tongue, finally I could enjoy it, after some 4 months of light frictions, finally I had her shaved at her apartment at my disposal and her cave outside depilated like a girl crying out for my attention, without wasting any more time and with desperation and care on her sofa I positioned myself to make a delicious 69, her tongue was doing miracles, on my part in an unbridled competition and with diligent attention executed my best technique of sucking and with absolute benevolence managed to make it explode violently in my face and mouth with spurts of liquids that like urine were flowing down my legs to finish soaking the sponge of her couch.
With my mouth filled with her flows I kissed her mercilessly and as we became more morbid and eager, we continued our caresses, enjoying our bodies to the fullest now without any interruptions, the room smelled like her sex which was like a scent. Exquisite aphrodisiac stimulated my senses more and I was crazy and impetuous, with vehemence I took her from her yummy waist and legs and led her to her room, laying her down on her bed through it. She seized with luxurious fervor my penis that was fiery and alive, exploding like never before, not having grown so big in other occasions, it was such a rush that Viviana caused in me that seemed as if she were about to explode with each pulsation of my blood that emitted from my heart directly into the caverns and veins of my palpitating member. She savored with pleasure the droplets like dew that came out of my urethra, crystal clear, giving lubrication to our act, her stimulation with her tongue that was sometimes at the tip and other times at the base itself of my testicles, rising and falling freely while on her face a reboiling expression of her vice consisting in an unbridled appetite for the delights of the flesh. There was no better position for both of us to enjoy, while she grabbed my pearl I dedicated myself with my fingers to giving her pleasure inside her tight cave that tightly housed my index and middle fingers embracing them with rhythmic contractions with her vaginal walls, her wet clitoris making it slide down to the deepest part that could be felt like a peach pit with which I played to pleasure. It didn't take long for her to come out with cries accompanied by her pelvic movements seeking her greatest pleasure, maximum enjoyment and adequate penetration that with her corporal language made me know, my fingers encased in that velvet glove with my thumb playing with her clitoris making her explode in another more violent orgasm than the one on the couch, soaking the bedclothes and impregnating her room with her scent. I continued with my shining and brilliant penis while she, flaccid as possible, managed to adjust herself lying down with a soft pillow on her '. Carita, separated her right leg lifting her knee to the height of her hip and leaving her left leg stretched out and fell asleep in a trance after that run. Her buttocks were two united mountains and seeing her from the side, her perfect roundness made each one semicircular arcs of 180 degrees. In the middle of her two mountains, a narrow cave was observed that still had traces of a recent flood of liquids. I passed my tongue like sandpaper, from bottom to top, playing with her asterisk and getting my tongue as far in as possible. She didn't want more stimulation, her body in a state of overexcitation gave cyclic conditioned reflexes at every moment, and her chicken skin combined with her very agitated breathing wouldn't let me keep giving her pleasure. I was invaded by immense tenderness seeing her so exhausted from pleasure. My wild mare was tamed and gentle, slowly caressing her sculptural body in the shape of a guitar and kissing her neck very slowly, she calmed down little by little, taking her black hair and lifting it towards the headboard of the bed, I passed my tongue over her ears and neck, she fell asleep for about ten minutes in my arms feeling my tender caresses.
Her pride as a woman made her wake up with a come and, catching my cock still from behind me, stretching her hand back took another commanding voice and said:
- I want you to screw me, daddy, get your cock all the way in, I'm dying to have it inside, I've been wanting it since the first day you left me looking at you with desire in the laundry room.
It was music to my ears to hear her say that and uniting action to words, she lay on her back, and I started screwing her slowly. She had a little too tight clitoris, I tried to get my glans into the entrance of her cave but it was almost impossible due to its narrowness, even though she was very lubricated didn't enter her, little by little she was entering and her walls were giving me a bit more space with each thrust, I said calm down love, if your head goes in the rest is cock, so it was that I buried myself with a push from my part united with hers that made her ass move back with the sole intention of receiving me, I invaded until three quarters and already felt like she was biting me, this caused more excitement and without compassion she started to screw me, placing my head in her mere matrix, I was in the same glory, feeling the end and finally her hot scalp like an oven and my scrotum stuck to her ass rubbed at each thrust, her little rabbit squeezed, her puppy bit, I started to grind against her bed that creaked with great force, she screamed, cursed and said intelligible words in which I only managed to understand the words me tasty bastard, she hissed and wrinkled her hands made into fists on the bedding, a erotic madness entered her and lifting her ass seeking greater penetration and uncomfortably towards the back grabbed my buttocks to push me more towards her.
She lifted her ass later after a while to get down on all fours and like a slutty arse she moved contorting her body and head and hair from one side to the other, caressing her buttocks first softly then starting to give her loud slaps on her ass, my hands were drawn in the red of her skin and she begged for more and more.
- Do with me what you want papi, you know that I've been yours for a long time, bastard, now I wanted you to have me like this enjoying myself, finally, finally you have me, finally, I'm your slut look how you have me son of a slut, did you really want this ? Did you really want it ? Yes, you're right, cabrón ? Now you'll see what it's like to have me, I'll keep you tied up always and at the pace of my woman, she won't be able to hold on to you because I want you to be mine, aaaaaaaaaaaaaa that tasty son of a slut kills me with pleasure, aaaayyy that tasty, now I know why your wife was screaming if you take it well, bastard, that tasty you move. Give me more, give me more and don't stop. never want you to give me one in the ass, stick it up my ass.
In a fit of madness she asked for it and I obeyed quickly, I tried to push it into her tasty bum but there was no way, it was very closed, what did she want with an ass if her hair was squeezing better than anything in the world, I got inside her again and my movements made it sound like applause in the room during the collision of her buttocks, in that same position of puppy I took her clitoris with my fingers and started massaging it as a result of which she didn't last long and came in a long and strong orgasm.
- I'm going to cum son of puke, look at me like you do and all the things you make me do, badly born, dirty boy, yes you know how to fuck a woman well, I want you to come with me, give me your cum, give me that cum, don't give it to your wife tonight, give it to me all, you're an animal, look at me like this beast, miraaaaaaa ohhhhhhh now I know why she was screaming like a slut.
The di turned and in the missionary position opening her legs like an old book, I made her cum until the last drop and sucked her tits, she said:
- Give cock and cum to your wife from now on that's me, give it to her cabron, I want to feel you.
This was too much, I started coming inside her and Viviana felt my jets, she let me know and said come here pointing to her flat belly, I pulled out my hose and the last jets came out onto her precious tummy, she poured my hot, white, thick semen all over her tits and belly while still writhing like a snake on her relaxed and wet bed.
That night we became addicted to our bodies, repeating one more time another super hard fuck of the same characteristics, my family arrived and went up to our apartment just like I did after a prudent time, no one noticed anything and I came home as if nothing had happened.
After this encounter with Viviana we took advantage of every minimal opportunity to give each other the best Our lives and sometimes at the speed of a rabbit, we did it in the laundry room, at her house and at mine depending on the circumstances.
One day, Viviana had me impaled with her legs spread apart, moaning loudly from pleasure on her couch, and less than 4 seconds later, the door to the general patio opened, which led directly to the living room, it was her husband who found us in flagrante delicto and I with my hands on his well-paradised breasts, never happened before, but the two of us from the arrecha who had neither even moved trying to get up, we just stayed quiet and cold.
He began to shout out in indignation, as he told me how jealous he was, the scene was like being hit with a bucket of cold water including ice cubes, it was really a very compromising situation, she stood up and faced him saying that if he wasn't home to satisfy his desires then I was there for that, that with me she felt a full and right woman and didn't think about leaving me, that if he wanted, he could stay in her apartment and everything and she no longer wanted to be with him.
I stayed perplexed listening to what she said while getting dressed, she took charge of the situation in the most frontal and decisive way and he threw angry glances at me which I met without fear, there was nobody from my family or relatives but other tenants from neighboring apartments who came out to see the commotion that had been raised, she dominated the situation by taking the bull by the horns leaving me impressed with her bravery and determination, when I finished getting dressed, he told me this would be known to my wife and in-laws and I just imagined how big a mess it was going to be, also I threw one back.
- If your wife and in-laws find out about this, you're screwed because I'm going too and I'll screw your wife, so you'd better watch yourself What are you doing to calm down and don't bother me, I'll take that slut away from you who will regret it for the rest of your life so you decide, make this bigger or not. The guy was grumbling and I told him not to mess with Viviana for anything in the world, she asked me to please leave and from upstairs I could still hear the guy's screams even though not clearly enough to understand the conversation entirely. The next day he told me that the guy won't say a word and that everything had been settled and arranged already, how?... I don't know yet, but what I do know is that the guy never said anything to anyone and luckily neither did the neighbors, she told me to keep going with our thing normally, that she wouldn't give up on me or the pleasure it gave her, I've realized that deep down the guy likes being told how I'm fucking him for some things she's told me. Sometimes he tells me to go ahead and fill his cum in my hair a little before he gets there...what do you guys think, am I asking, does the guy really know well and like this cuck thing? 😳
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