For that day of visit to Álex's house, an old friend of my boyfriend and mine, we were fulfilling a year and a half of being together. The relationship was at its best and we could be sure of loving each other wildly. My boyfriend is called Christian and I am Lorena, and...
The last thing we knew about that friend who we were going to visit was that he was living in an apartment with a friend of his and his brother, but never imagine that that friend of Álex's would be so tasty or that much less it would make me fall for him in such a way, so much... that it would make me doubt the lovely feeling towards my boyfriend; already we were entering the apartment, I saw him... And he was a type with black eyes and very dark black hair, spectacular laughter, tall, well-built and a celestial voice, accompanied by a very masculine profile.
The first thing I thought when I saw him was: what good that you're papacito tasty-I think I even expressed it with my gaze when he presented himself to me, he said-Julian Andres, nice to meet you-he looked at me from top to bottom and repeated that inverse look, the truth disarmed me, I felt like I had just met a man who had fallen from heaven, or who suddenly emerged from hell; what greater temptation, but what yummy sensation my body felt with just listening to him, all night long I did nothing else but listen to that seductive voice and that mischievous laughter that made me think of making love to him someday...
But the night was telling my boyfriend and me that it was time to leave, we said goodbye to each other, but he looked at me and I said-goodbye-winking at him and showing him my lovely smile, something my boyfriend noticed.
As the days passed, I only spent thinking about Julian Andres and the only words we shared... his name, every time I thought of it I felt like he was saying it to my ear, it would be exquisite making love to him, but... there was a but... my boyfriend, that man who captivated me after I had grown tired of so many adventures and nights of rumba on the streets of New York and Miami, that I, the girl with thousands of conquests from a single love whose name was Christian, was thinking and desiring again those airs of freedom to cum in a bed with a new friend of my boyfriend. If I truly loved my boyfriend, why did he silence another? It was then when I proposed not to think about Julian anymore, but at that same instant after my resolution as I was heading to the bathroom, my phone rang and it was him, the boy with the sensual voice, Julian...I wondered with a tone of curiosity: 'hello, who has the pleasure of speaking?' - his voice was unmistakable, I thought about hanging up the phone, but it would be ridiculous, what would he think if he found out it was me?-'you're talking to Lorena, are you with whom?' - even knowing who it was -'with Julian Andres'- I bit my lips and closed my eyes remembering when I saw him for the first time - 'hello, how are you?, and that's what you call it?, how did you get my phone number?'- I responded effusively but in a soft tone - 'I just wanted to greet your boyfriend, he told me if he didn't answer his cell phone I could call his house... why don't you like me calling your house?'- I said: 'no, it's not that you think of, the thing is that he's not here and I don't think he'll come today'- despite telling him my boyfriend wasn't at home we kept talking about other things, since I had proposed to myself that then we would talk for a while until Christian arrived, I thought he was an intelligent, pleasant, and very affectionate boy given the way he spoke or responded in our conversations. In a back-and-forth of words he said: 'I don't know if you'll like me saying something, but with all respect to your boyfriend, you seem like a spectacular girl with a pair of breasts and legs very well placed, forgive me, but I don't know how much I would have liked having a girlfriend like you, not just for your body, but for your charm, and excuse me if I offend, but Alex told me that' You were once a girl with an open mind. When I heard those words, I got goosebumps, didn't know what to say, got nervous but my nerves didn't win and I replied... Well, the truth is that I feel flattered that a man like you would tell me that, but it doesn't surprise me because they've told me many times before. Trying to make it interesting, I kept saying... Sorry... -the anxious respondent- What's sorry about? -I replied regretfully, trying to avoid more words and said when my boyfriend arrived I'd tell him to call you immediately and ended the conversation where that man who was moving me so much had confessed that he found my legs and breasts attractive.
Days passed and every time my boyfriend and I became closer friends with Julian, Christian would invite us for weekends to take a drink and listen to music or sometimes we'd go to a luxurious pool hall near Manhattan, where Christian would teach me how to play while I'd show off my breasts to Julian, who would get lost in his gaze between them.
I won't deny it, I was seducing him without my boyfriend noticing, I'd wear my sexiest clothes when I knew he'd come with us, I'd look at him from top to bottom every time our eyes met.
He knew, I loved him, showed him but didn't tell him, one day I was sitting on the couch in front of mine, feeling a bit drunk and looking at his legs crossed with a short black skirt that almost showed everything he wanted to see... Suddenly my boyfriend got up from the other sofa, said he had to sleep because he couldn't take it anymore.
It was the moment, we looked at each other, said it all through our gazes... LET'S DO IT, come closer to me... I decided to give in to his furtive gaze, opened my legs delicately so he could see how nice I had for him that night, a short invitation, I laughed and nodded. My head was waiting for him to come, I looked at myself and he said with his sly smile...'What do you want?', I replied...'Find out...'- Julian stood up and came towards my side, sat down and started talking to me in a nasty tone...'I love you'-'You're driving me crazy, I don't know how many nights I've stayed awake thinking about you, wanting you, breaking me down to the bone'- he said as he passed his lips over my neck and left ear, his hands were restless and my closed eyes made my thoughts follow every touch of his wild hands on my legs, which they touched circularly from top to bottom, I felt burning, I needed him to give in, I wanted him to do with me what he pleased.
I said...'I don't know if it's a sin to make love to you right now, since I'll sin all night'- I whispered, asking him to touch me, while putting myself on top of him, sitting down. Suddenly I felt his hand pass over my sex and lift the sides of my thong with his fingers, slowly caressing me until he gave me a finger, then as he advanced in speed, he put in more, three, I was crazy, insatiable, he would just close his eyes and I'd see him sweating, frenzied, wearing Jean Paul Gaultier cologne. He invited me to explore his body, taking off his clothes while giving me a finger like no one else had, then unbuttoning his shirt and taking off my clothes too, I saw his thick and hard member hidden in a white boxers'-'We have to taste it'- I said playfully-'What are you going to do?'- I asked while touching his head, he just lowered his boxers and kissed me first with only my lips on the head of his penis, sucking it while caressing his testicles. He lifted his hips in excitement, not knowing what to do with me and I didn't recognize if it was hell or heaven, but I gave him a blow job in which he came like crazy when his penis entered my mouth and came out quickly.
He took off my blouse as I stood up, did the same with my bra, licked my round and big breasts while lifting my skirt and taking off my '... You're already ready because I was standing still, sometimes she would press her face between my breasts and look at me with those eyes that drove me crazy since I saw them, I opened my legs and put her on top of me, felt her moist member and still hard and strong, it was scratching my vagina from top to bottom, I was so wet, about to come, I said already completely crazy-put it in me, put it in me-she put it in me softly while looking at me with those eyes and saying silently that voice-I'm going to eat you all up, tell me how you want it-started moving circularly, from top to bottom, vertically and horizontally, pressing her sweaty body against my breasts and drove me crazy feeling her out of breath in my neck and face, gave me little slaps on my butt, and said-you have such good butt cheeks, mom-I felt like a diva, a goddess... She came, didn't even get to take off from the excitement, I felt her boiling liquid inside me, kept moving, this time with him lying down and me on top, moved slowly from top to bottom, felt an incredible sensation knowing his erect penis was still caressing my walls, I felt out of myself but didn't want to accelerate my movements, wanted more and more, my heartbeats accelerated, my pulse couldn't take it anymore, I bit him wanting to choke my frenzied passion in those moments, wanted more and more and more until I saw his eyes and in a tasty feeling of his lips against mine felt that I came. Slept for about 10 minutes around his chest and then got up, went to the bathroom, got dressed and gave him a kiss before telling him we hadn't even noticed my boyfriend was sleeping in the room while we were rolling around the two of us-He said: What's important is that we enjoyed it, I hope our encounters with you continue and your boyfriend's drunkenness. We still keep rolling around every time we can, and I don't know why, my feelings of guilt ended after that crazy night.
The last thing we knew about that friend who we were going to visit was that he was living in an apartment with a friend of his and his brother, but never imagine that that friend of Álex's would be so tasty or that much less it would make me fall for him in such a way, so much... that it would make me doubt the lovely feeling towards my boyfriend; already we were entering the apartment, I saw him... And he was a type with black eyes and very dark black hair, spectacular laughter, tall, well-built and a celestial voice, accompanied by a very masculine profile.
The first thing I thought when I saw him was: what good that you're papacito tasty-I think I even expressed it with my gaze when he presented himself to me, he said-Julian Andres, nice to meet you-he looked at me from top to bottom and repeated that inverse look, the truth disarmed me, I felt like I had just met a man who had fallen from heaven, or who suddenly emerged from hell; what greater temptation, but what yummy sensation my body felt with just listening to him, all night long I did nothing else but listen to that seductive voice and that mischievous laughter that made me think of making love to him someday...
But the night was telling my boyfriend and me that it was time to leave, we said goodbye to each other, but he looked at me and I said-goodbye-winking at him and showing him my lovely smile, something my boyfriend noticed.
As the days passed, I only spent thinking about Julian Andres and the only words we shared... his name, every time I thought of it I felt like he was saying it to my ear, it would be exquisite making love to him, but... there was a but... my boyfriend, that man who captivated me after I had grown tired of so many adventures and nights of rumba on the streets of New York and Miami, that I, the girl with thousands of conquests from a single love whose name was Christian, was thinking and desiring again those airs of freedom to cum in a bed with a new friend of my boyfriend. If I truly loved my boyfriend, why did he silence another? It was then when I proposed not to think about Julian anymore, but at that same instant after my resolution as I was heading to the bathroom, my phone rang and it was him, the boy with the sensual voice, Julian...I wondered with a tone of curiosity: 'hello, who has the pleasure of speaking?' - his voice was unmistakable, I thought about hanging up the phone, but it would be ridiculous, what would he think if he found out it was me?-'you're talking to Lorena, are you with whom?' - even knowing who it was -'with Julian Andres'- I bit my lips and closed my eyes remembering when I saw him for the first time - 'hello, how are you?, and that's what you call it?, how did you get my phone number?'- I responded effusively but in a soft tone - 'I just wanted to greet your boyfriend, he told me if he didn't answer his cell phone I could call his house... why don't you like me calling your house?'- I said: 'no, it's not that you think of, the thing is that he's not here and I don't think he'll come today'- despite telling him my boyfriend wasn't at home we kept talking about other things, since I had proposed to myself that then we would talk for a while until Christian arrived, I thought he was an intelligent, pleasant, and very affectionate boy given the way he spoke or responded in our conversations. In a back-and-forth of words he said: 'I don't know if you'll like me saying something, but with all respect to your boyfriend, you seem like a spectacular girl with a pair of breasts and legs very well placed, forgive me, but I don't know how much I would have liked having a girlfriend like you, not just for your body, but for your charm, and excuse me if I offend, but Alex told me that' You were once a girl with an open mind. When I heard those words, I got goosebumps, didn't know what to say, got nervous but my nerves didn't win and I replied... Well, the truth is that I feel flattered that a man like you would tell me that, but it doesn't surprise me because they've told me many times before. Trying to make it interesting, I kept saying... Sorry... -the anxious respondent- What's sorry about? -I replied regretfully, trying to avoid more words and said when my boyfriend arrived I'd tell him to call you immediately and ended the conversation where that man who was moving me so much had confessed that he found my legs and breasts attractive.
Days passed and every time my boyfriend and I became closer friends with Julian, Christian would invite us for weekends to take a drink and listen to music or sometimes we'd go to a luxurious pool hall near Manhattan, where Christian would teach me how to play while I'd show off my breasts to Julian, who would get lost in his gaze between them.
I won't deny it, I was seducing him without my boyfriend noticing, I'd wear my sexiest clothes when I knew he'd come with us, I'd look at him from top to bottom every time our eyes met.
He knew, I loved him, showed him but didn't tell him, one day I was sitting on the couch in front of mine, feeling a bit drunk and looking at his legs crossed with a short black skirt that almost showed everything he wanted to see... Suddenly my boyfriend got up from the other sofa, said he had to sleep because he couldn't take it anymore.
It was the moment, we looked at each other, said it all through our gazes... LET'S DO IT, come closer to me... I decided to give in to his furtive gaze, opened my legs delicately so he could see how nice I had for him that night, a short invitation, I laughed and nodded. My head was waiting for him to come, I looked at myself and he said with his sly smile...'What do you want?', I replied...'Find out...'- Julian stood up and came towards my side, sat down and started talking to me in a nasty tone...'I love you'-'You're driving me crazy, I don't know how many nights I've stayed awake thinking about you, wanting you, breaking me down to the bone'- he said as he passed his lips over my neck and left ear, his hands were restless and my closed eyes made my thoughts follow every touch of his wild hands on my legs, which they touched circularly from top to bottom, I felt burning, I needed him to give in, I wanted him to do with me what he pleased.
I said...'I don't know if it's a sin to make love to you right now, since I'll sin all night'- I whispered, asking him to touch me, while putting myself on top of him, sitting down. Suddenly I felt his hand pass over my sex and lift the sides of my thong with his fingers, slowly caressing me until he gave me a finger, then as he advanced in speed, he put in more, three, I was crazy, insatiable, he would just close his eyes and I'd see him sweating, frenzied, wearing Jean Paul Gaultier cologne. He invited me to explore his body, taking off his clothes while giving me a finger like no one else had, then unbuttoning his shirt and taking off my clothes too, I saw his thick and hard member hidden in a white boxers'-'We have to taste it'- I said playfully-'What are you going to do?'- I asked while touching his head, he just lowered his boxers and kissed me first with only my lips on the head of his penis, sucking it while caressing his testicles. He lifted his hips in excitement, not knowing what to do with me and I didn't recognize if it was hell or heaven, but I gave him a blow job in which he came like crazy when his penis entered my mouth and came out quickly.
He took off my blouse as I stood up, did the same with my bra, licked my round and big breasts while lifting my skirt and taking off my '... You're already ready because I was standing still, sometimes she would press her face between my breasts and look at me with those eyes that drove me crazy since I saw them, I opened my legs and put her on top of me, felt her moist member and still hard and strong, it was scratching my vagina from top to bottom, I was so wet, about to come, I said already completely crazy-put it in me, put it in me-she put it in me softly while looking at me with those eyes and saying silently that voice-I'm going to eat you all up, tell me how you want it-started moving circularly, from top to bottom, vertically and horizontally, pressing her sweaty body against my breasts and drove me crazy feeling her out of breath in my neck and face, gave me little slaps on my butt, and said-you have such good butt cheeks, mom-I felt like a diva, a goddess... She came, didn't even get to take off from the excitement, I felt her boiling liquid inside me, kept moving, this time with him lying down and me on top, moved slowly from top to bottom, felt an incredible sensation knowing his erect penis was still caressing my walls, I felt out of myself but didn't want to accelerate my movements, wanted more and more, my heartbeats accelerated, my pulse couldn't take it anymore, I bit him wanting to choke my frenzied passion in those moments, wanted more and more and more until I saw his eyes and in a tasty feeling of his lips against mine felt that I came. Slept for about 10 minutes around his chest and then got up, went to the bathroom, got dressed and gave him a kiss before telling him we hadn't even noticed my boyfriend was sleeping in the room while we were rolling around the two of us-He said: What's important is that we enjoyed it, I hope our encounters with you continue and your boyfriend's drunkenness. We still keep rolling around every time we can, and I don't know why, my feelings of guilt ended after that crazy night.
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