I've always been a bit of a rebel at birthday parties. But well, it was my sister-in-law's and I had to go.
I was on a streak where nothing I touched wasn't desirable.
It's phases, not always like that (today itself, I've gone over two months without sex with someone who isn't my partner). But at the time, I came with an unbelievable rhythm.
The thing was that in the middle of the birthday party, I sat right next to a stunningly uninhibited brunette. About thirty-something years old (I'm 26 or 27), mother of one of the kids from the garden where my sister-in-law was a teacher.
We started laughing quietly. Nothing out of the ordinary, but it was obvious that it was mutual.
When Laura said she was leaving because she was going to dance at a neighborhood pub, I didn't hesitate or get lazy and offered to take her (and by the way, I was driving a 110cc motorcycle that made me look like an idiot every time I took someone).
But the intention is what counts (and the desire), because Laura got on that motorcycle in less than the time it took me to start it.
It was like this that on the way I invited her to take a beer at my place since she was alone... and her response was positive.
We went in and didn't need to chat much. The beer died from warming up because we didn't even open it.
Laura was beautiful. Thin face, small body. She didn't have big tits but an ass of dreams (a divine bum, one would say). Curly hair and a come-hither face.
I'd never had my cock sucked like that in my life. It was the first time I enjoyed a super delicate rubber tire.
It seemed like she had devotion to the male member. She took her time and enjoyed it many ways.
She licked me all over with her tongue, drooling a lot and going back for more. She'd take it in until she gagged. Everything imaginable, in slow motion.
At that point, I was still sporting a fluorescent glow-up that wasn't the best idea to paint. from black so that when it lit up the situation would be just like a bull. So I'd see how beautiful a woman was, she was so meticulous about giving me a tremendous blow job, making you forget about the world, with dim light it was marvelous. Also undressing her, going down to kiss her (I must confess that her way incited me to slow down my own. Or what I was used to doing) and tried to copy her, kissing her very slowly. When I finally started penetrating her, I couldn't help but be impressed by how she twisted with pleasure. It wasn't the ego of a macho anymore. It was seeing how a woman could enjoy herself in such a way. Enjoying sex immensely. Her waist, which was very defined, curved from side to side. The flat stomach bent with pleasure. And her very erect nipples didn't stop moving. The good part came when she asked me to go on top. Her slender silhouette was feline at some point. Her tits became delicious as I saw her move. It was all a spectacle of pleasure. For a moment you forget about personal pleasure, to become a witness to a full sexual experience, where you see someone enjoying every inch of pleasure that sex brings. Laura was delicate and complete. We saw each other a few more times, where the experience was just as sublime. But like always, when you're jumping from bed to bed, you end up finding another bone to gnaw on and we stop seeing each other. My sister-in-law didn't even know I'd gotten up with her friend (and my partner suspected something due to the delay but everything cleared up through the bad streets and traffic...), haha Never again was she invited to a birthday party at my sister-in-law's.
I was on a streak where nothing I touched wasn't desirable.
It's phases, not always like that (today itself, I've gone over two months without sex with someone who isn't my partner). But at the time, I came with an unbelievable rhythm.
The thing was that in the middle of the birthday party, I sat right next to a stunningly uninhibited brunette. About thirty-something years old (I'm 26 or 27), mother of one of the kids from the garden where my sister-in-law was a teacher.
We started laughing quietly. Nothing out of the ordinary, but it was obvious that it was mutual.
When Laura said she was leaving because she was going to dance at a neighborhood pub, I didn't hesitate or get lazy and offered to take her (and by the way, I was driving a 110cc motorcycle that made me look like an idiot every time I took someone).
But the intention is what counts (and the desire), because Laura got on that motorcycle in less than the time it took me to start it.
It was like this that on the way I invited her to take a beer at my place since she was alone... and her response was positive.
We went in and didn't need to chat much. The beer died from warming up because we didn't even open it.
Laura was beautiful. Thin face, small body. She didn't have big tits but an ass of dreams (a divine bum, one would say). Curly hair and a come-hither face.
I'd never had my cock sucked like that in my life. It was the first time I enjoyed a super delicate rubber tire.
It seemed like she had devotion to the male member. She took her time and enjoyed it many ways.
She licked me all over with her tongue, drooling a lot and going back for more. She'd take it in until she gagged. Everything imaginable, in slow motion.
At that point, I was still sporting a fluorescent glow-up that wasn't the best idea to paint. from black so that when it lit up the situation would be just like a bull. So I'd see how beautiful a woman was, she was so meticulous about giving me a tremendous blow job, making you forget about the world, with dim light it was marvelous. Also undressing her, going down to kiss her (I must confess that her way incited me to slow down my own. Or what I was used to doing) and tried to copy her, kissing her very slowly. When I finally started penetrating her, I couldn't help but be impressed by how she twisted with pleasure. It wasn't the ego of a macho anymore. It was seeing how a woman could enjoy herself in such a way. Enjoying sex immensely. Her waist, which was very defined, curved from side to side. The flat stomach bent with pleasure. And her very erect nipples didn't stop moving. The good part came when she asked me to go on top. Her slender silhouette was feline at some point. Her tits became delicious as I saw her move. It was all a spectacle of pleasure. For a moment you forget about personal pleasure, to become a witness to a full sexual experience, where you see someone enjoying every inch of pleasure that sex brings. Laura was delicate and complete. We saw each other a few more times, where the experience was just as sublime. But like always, when you're jumping from bed to bed, you end up finding another bone to gnaw on and we stop seeing each other. My sister-in-law didn't even know I'd gotten up with her friend (and my partner suspected something due to the delay but everything cleared up through the bad streets and traffic...), haha Never again was she invited to a birthday party at my sister-in-law's.
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