It was a Friday night, and I found myself, as I always do on Friday nights, eating alone at a parrilla halfway between work and my house. My two bottles of red wine had run out, and when I was about to ask for the bill, I felt someone touch my shoulder, surprised to find someone familiar at that hour, I turned around and discovered it was my friend Juan with his wife Alma.
We greeted each other, I invited them to sit down, they noticed my state wasn't the best, and they laughed at my early intoxication, although to be honest, neither of us was in better shape. They declined my invitation but had the idea of going to their house to have something before the night ended.
The truth is that the invitation was tempting because it's two people with whom you can spend great moments, and because there are always good drinks at their houses and we could end the night in the best way.
So I asked for and paid my bill, and we left. On the way, we stopped at a kiosk, bought cigarettes, some chocolates, and continued on. Our intoxicated state allowed us to laugh at whatever silly things came to mind, and so the few blocks that separated us from our destination passed.
When we arrived, I collapsed onto a very comfortable armchair, the one I always use when I get there and we're not sitting at the table. In front of the armchair is a small coffee table, and in front of that, a sofa bed matching the individual chair where I was sitting. Since it was late, we decided to only light up the living room with a candle that offered us soft and intimate lighting. We were like that, with them two in front of me, very comfortably seated also, half-drunk and a little silly. We opened a whiskey that I had given them a week ago and served ourselves three glasses with a bit of ice, and so I spent the first hour between alcohol, laughter, jokes, and various confessions.
After that time, and seeing that Juan was falling asleep, I decided to leave, it was already late and night were not enough for more. When I was about to get up, Juan's voice sounded sharp, as if he had suddenly woken up, preventing me from leaving. I told him not to worry, but his refusal continued due to my state and the late hour. He asked me to stay sleeping there and that when I woke up, I would leave.
I told him to stop worrying, but he refused again and asked Alma not to let me go.
I relaxed a bit, and when I saw her preparing to stay, Juan decided to go to sleep. Meanwhile, Alma served another whisky glass for each of us, and we stayed there drinking it for a while. When Juan finally went to sleep, and I finished my drink, I told Alma again that I was leaving. This time she refused, asking me not to complicate her life because if I left, Juan would get angry and she would worry too.
At that moment, my drunkenness prevented me from leaving, but at the same time, I enjoyed Alma's refusal, and a perverse and erotic thought crossed my mind, which still had a lucid part of hers, and I proposed using it to my advantage.
Yes, because I didn't tell her, but Alma is a beautiful brunette, 1.60 meters tall, with eyes capable of melting a body, beautiful eyes with Arab features, a small nose matching her lovely face, precious white skin, and a tender, passionate, seductive mouth when smiling, with plump lips.
Her body doesn't lag behind, owning a very nice round booty with sponge-like cheeks, sensual legs, and very smooth skin, along with two large, beautiful breasts to eat and touch.
A few minutes after her refusal, she went to the bathroom, I stayed seated on the sofa, and when I heard her opening the bathroom door, I approached the exit door, and when I could see her, I told her that I had decided to leave, that it was better this way. I commented that the keys were on and asked her to come over to greet me. Already half-angry due to my persistence and convinced she should prevent me from leaving, she approached me. As quickly as possible, she hurried along the short corridor separating us, stumbling and protesting as she went. She stopped in front of the door, completely blocking my exit. And there, at that moment, I said, I want you to greet me like this or I'm leaving, it's late and I'm tired. She said, No! You're staying.
Then, taking advantage of the moment and shielded by the disinhibition of my drunkenness, I said... What's going on is that if I stay, you won't give me a kiss. And with a tone of humor, I finished saying... See, you don't understand anything!
Laughing, and in a rather unusual tone due to the drunkenness, she said... If it was for that, you should have asked, now fuck you a kiss and stay and sleep peacefully...
It was then that I said, Okay, give me a kiss and I'll stay... or better yet, fuck you a kiss and I'm going to sleep...
She looked at me, as if saying... What's wrong with you?
I approached her, hugged her around the waist, brought her to mine, and there, without a word, gave her a kiss on her mouth... thinking that when she felt it, she would reject it. But great was my surprise when I felt her mouth responding to my kiss and in a second our tongues were playing wildly.
Acting quickly, we started desperately caressing each other, touching, playing with our hands, and in no time, we were totally hot, pushing each other towards the kitchen. As we passed by the table, I lifted her up, continued kissing her, and touched her all over her body. My hands caressed her breasts, and my mouth was eating her nipples, soon my fingers started playing with her pussy, and her soft but intense moans began to be heard. My fingers fully entered her wet pussy and penetrated it. Her hips started moving, and her hands were caressing my hair, pushing my head towards her pussy. for a few seconds I was desperately sucking her clitoris, biting it, licking it, kissing it. That's how I stayed for a while until her moans (all in a low voice) became more intense, her gasps deeper, her hip movements more rhythmic, and a waterfall of orgasms were occurring within minutes.
Without saying a word, I desperately searched with my hands for my cock, which was completely hard, hot, and wet. I touched it, handled it, and pulled it out without losing any more time from my pants and brought it to her mouth. I sucked it masterfully, licked it, kissed it, bit it, and sucked it for a good while with pleasure. I must confess that I enjoyed it, that it drove me crazy with pleasure, and I really would have left my cum in her mouth, but I had many urges to penetrate her. I put on a condom from my pocket, lifted her up again onto the table, opened her legs, and penetrated her deeply. Our moans, almost whispers, resonated in our ears as our movements increased. The penetration became deeper and deeper, and suddenly, I felt like my balls were expelling cum towards the shaft of my cock, and from there it was expelled. A huge shot of cum made me cum, I felt enormous pleasure, and all I did was search for her mouth and kiss her again. We stayed that way for a while, agitated and recovering but not stopping kissing.
After a while, I felt like my cock wanted to penetrate her again. I loaded her onto my arms and brought her to the couch. I dragged her head back to my cock, and she started sucking it again, this time very smoothly, very sweetly, but with the same result. My cock was totally erect again. I looked at her eyes and with my voice interrupted by passion, heat, and drunkenness, I told her I wanted to take her ass. She told me to do it already...
I turned her around and started sucking her ass, after a while it was all wet and open, so open that I could put two fingers in it calmly. Her ass was wet and Alma completely hot and devoted. I put her on four in the armchair, stopped her ass, and got behind her with my cock well up. She turned her head and very drunk told me... And the condom?!
I said NO!!! The asshole is without a condom because I want to leave cum in it and you can go to sleep like that, with cum coming out, do you get excited?!
She said yes!!! It's very hot.
Then I grabbed her waist, put my cock's head on her hole, and started penetrating her. She began to moan with great passion and move her ass... and when I least expected it, I penetrated her fully.
She screamed, moaned, and shouted in a low voice, looked at me as best she could, and said son of a slut, it's very big... you're tearing my asshole apart... but couldn't finish the word asshole because I started moving stronger and her moans cut off the word.
After a good while of pumping her asshole and begging me to stop because she couldn't take it anymore, my semen began to be expelled from my cock and stayed in her asshole. When this happened, her hands started touching her pussy and clitoris, and in a few instants, her orgasms would start flowing again from her pussy.
With her asshole well open and cum inside, struggling to come out... I looked at her eyes, gave her a kiss, and told her she should go to sleep... And so she went, quiet and dripping with cum...
The next morning, she woke up next to Juan, and when he left to take a bath, she woke me up with a blow job, and shouting because her sheet was stained with cum, but that's another story I'll tell later...
FIN.
We greeted each other, I invited them to sit down, they noticed my state wasn't the best, and they laughed at my early intoxication, although to be honest, neither of us was in better shape. They declined my invitation but had the idea of going to their house to have something before the night ended.
The truth is that the invitation was tempting because it's two people with whom you can spend great moments, and because there are always good drinks at their houses and we could end the night in the best way.
So I asked for and paid my bill, and we left. On the way, we stopped at a kiosk, bought cigarettes, some chocolates, and continued on. Our intoxicated state allowed us to laugh at whatever silly things came to mind, and so the few blocks that separated us from our destination passed.
When we arrived, I collapsed onto a very comfortable armchair, the one I always use when I get there and we're not sitting at the table. In front of the armchair is a small coffee table, and in front of that, a sofa bed matching the individual chair where I was sitting. Since it was late, we decided to only light up the living room with a candle that offered us soft and intimate lighting. We were like that, with them two in front of me, very comfortably seated also, half-drunk and a little silly. We opened a whiskey that I had given them a week ago and served ourselves three glasses with a bit of ice, and so I spent the first hour between alcohol, laughter, jokes, and various confessions.
After that time, and seeing that Juan was falling asleep, I decided to leave, it was already late and night were not enough for more. When I was about to get up, Juan's voice sounded sharp, as if he had suddenly woken up, preventing me from leaving. I told him not to worry, but his refusal continued due to my state and the late hour. He asked me to stay sleeping there and that when I woke up, I would leave.
I told him to stop worrying, but he refused again and asked Alma not to let me go.
I relaxed a bit, and when I saw her preparing to stay, Juan decided to go to sleep. Meanwhile, Alma served another whisky glass for each of us, and we stayed there drinking it for a while. When Juan finally went to sleep, and I finished my drink, I told Alma again that I was leaving. This time she refused, asking me not to complicate her life because if I left, Juan would get angry and she would worry too.
At that moment, my drunkenness prevented me from leaving, but at the same time, I enjoyed Alma's refusal, and a perverse and erotic thought crossed my mind, which still had a lucid part of hers, and I proposed using it to my advantage.
Yes, because I didn't tell her, but Alma is a beautiful brunette, 1.60 meters tall, with eyes capable of melting a body, beautiful eyes with Arab features, a small nose matching her lovely face, precious white skin, and a tender, passionate, seductive mouth when smiling, with plump lips.
Her body doesn't lag behind, owning a very nice round booty with sponge-like cheeks, sensual legs, and very smooth skin, along with two large, beautiful breasts to eat and touch.
A few minutes after her refusal, she went to the bathroom, I stayed seated on the sofa, and when I heard her opening the bathroom door, I approached the exit door, and when I could see her, I told her that I had decided to leave, that it was better this way. I commented that the keys were on and asked her to come over to greet me. Already half-angry due to my persistence and convinced she should prevent me from leaving, she approached me. As quickly as possible, she hurried along the short corridor separating us, stumbling and protesting as she went. She stopped in front of the door, completely blocking my exit. And there, at that moment, I said, I want you to greet me like this or I'm leaving, it's late and I'm tired. She said, No! You're staying.
Then, taking advantage of the moment and shielded by the disinhibition of my drunkenness, I said... What's going on is that if I stay, you won't give me a kiss. And with a tone of humor, I finished saying... See, you don't understand anything!
Laughing, and in a rather unusual tone due to the drunkenness, she said... If it was for that, you should have asked, now fuck you a kiss and stay and sleep peacefully...
It was then that I said, Okay, give me a kiss and I'll stay... or better yet, fuck you a kiss and I'm going to sleep...
She looked at me, as if saying... What's wrong with you?
I approached her, hugged her around the waist, brought her to mine, and there, without a word, gave her a kiss on her mouth... thinking that when she felt it, she would reject it. But great was my surprise when I felt her mouth responding to my kiss and in a second our tongues were playing wildly.
Acting quickly, we started desperately caressing each other, touching, playing with our hands, and in no time, we were totally hot, pushing each other towards the kitchen. As we passed by the table, I lifted her up, continued kissing her, and touched her all over her body. My hands caressed her breasts, and my mouth was eating her nipples, soon my fingers started playing with her pussy, and her soft but intense moans began to be heard. My fingers fully entered her wet pussy and penetrated it. Her hips started moving, and her hands were caressing my hair, pushing my head towards her pussy. for a few seconds I was desperately sucking her clitoris, biting it, licking it, kissing it. That's how I stayed for a while until her moans (all in a low voice) became more intense, her gasps deeper, her hip movements more rhythmic, and a waterfall of orgasms were occurring within minutes.
Without saying a word, I desperately searched with my hands for my cock, which was completely hard, hot, and wet. I touched it, handled it, and pulled it out without losing any more time from my pants and brought it to her mouth. I sucked it masterfully, licked it, kissed it, bit it, and sucked it for a good while with pleasure. I must confess that I enjoyed it, that it drove me crazy with pleasure, and I really would have left my cum in her mouth, but I had many urges to penetrate her. I put on a condom from my pocket, lifted her up again onto the table, opened her legs, and penetrated her deeply. Our moans, almost whispers, resonated in our ears as our movements increased. The penetration became deeper and deeper, and suddenly, I felt like my balls were expelling cum towards the shaft of my cock, and from there it was expelled. A huge shot of cum made me cum, I felt enormous pleasure, and all I did was search for her mouth and kiss her again. We stayed that way for a while, agitated and recovering but not stopping kissing.
After a while, I felt like my cock wanted to penetrate her again. I loaded her onto my arms and brought her to the couch. I dragged her head back to my cock, and she started sucking it again, this time very smoothly, very sweetly, but with the same result. My cock was totally erect again. I looked at her eyes and with my voice interrupted by passion, heat, and drunkenness, I told her I wanted to take her ass. She told me to do it already...
I turned her around and started sucking her ass, after a while it was all wet and open, so open that I could put two fingers in it calmly. Her ass was wet and Alma completely hot and devoted. I put her on four in the armchair, stopped her ass, and got behind her with my cock well up. She turned her head and very drunk told me... And the condom?!
I said NO!!! The asshole is without a condom because I want to leave cum in it and you can go to sleep like that, with cum coming out, do you get excited?!
She said yes!!! It's very hot.
Then I grabbed her waist, put my cock's head on her hole, and started penetrating her. She began to moan with great passion and move her ass... and when I least expected it, I penetrated her fully.
She screamed, moaned, and shouted in a low voice, looked at me as best she could, and said son of a slut, it's very big... you're tearing my asshole apart... but couldn't finish the word asshole because I started moving stronger and her moans cut off the word.
After a good while of pumping her asshole and begging me to stop because she couldn't take it anymore, my semen began to be expelled from my cock and stayed in her asshole. When this happened, her hands started touching her pussy and clitoris, and in a few instants, her orgasms would start flowing again from her pussy.
With her asshole well open and cum inside, struggling to come out... I looked at her eyes, gave her a kiss, and told her she should go to sleep... And so she went, quiet and dripping with cum...
The next morning, she woke up next to Juan, and when he left to take a bath, she woke me up with a blow job, and shouting because her sheet was stained with cum, but that's another story I'll tell later...
FIN.
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