Since I was young, I always had the curiosity of being with another girl, not knowing if it was due to watching so many porn movies or simply trying something different. I'm a slut, just like most men classify a woman who has had more men in her bed than underwear in her drawer, more penises in her mouth than minutes on an hour. The fact that there were many searching for something really good led me to be with many men regardless of their sentimental situation, married, widowed, single, in a relationship, it never mattered or was an obstacle to satisfying my lowest instincts. But despite all this, I never felt complete. That's why I'm interested in women. One beautiful winter evening when you just want to be wrapped up in your bed feeling the warmth of another naked body, I had to work extra hours. The night was about to appear while I drove along the route in my car, it was then that I stopped at a column and saw a girl, actually a flashing red skirt with sequins caught my attention. It was at that moment when the idea began to pass through my head to stop and make my fantasy with a girl come true. I stopped my car in front of the girl, who approached timidly, and lowered the windows so she could see my face, never knowing what expression would appear on hers when she saw me. Her face changed completely when a you're beautiful came out of my mouth, her face turned redder than her short skirt with sequins. - Get in (I said quickly) do you take care of girls? - Yes (she emitted with a sweet voice as she got into my car) My heart accelerated, I was going to fulfill my fantasy that I had long desired, thought about and even made material for several masturbation sessions. Not even did it matter that I had to pay her for her service, nor did I worry that my cash would be enough for it, all I wanted was the taste of a yummy vulva in my mouth. To all this and without saying a single word, I got into a motel that was near where I picked up the girl, El Paraiso was its name.
Enter, parked in one of the garages, and when I got out of the car, I closed it, but didn't notice that the beautiful red skirt wasn't next to me. When I looked at the car, she was still inside with her head bent between her shoulders.
- Don't you come, beautiful? (I managed to say to her, noticing that her face marked very beautiful dimples) Come on, we'll have a great time.
She got out of the vehicle and adjusted the short red skirt that had made me stop. When I entered the room, I turned on the light and saw an enormous bed with red sheets and mirrors on all its walls. She entered behind me and put her small purse on the lamp table, at that moment I could see that her face was much younger than I had thought when I picked her up, her body trembled before my gaze.
- How old are you? (the words that came out of my mouth)
- 18 years old, just turned.
- Tell me the truth, have you done it before? I don't mean if with women, but if you've had sex before.
Her face went back to the same color as her skirt, and she only said a no with her head. At that moment, thousands of things passed through my mind, whether it was really good for the girl to start with someone like me, with a slut but not one who charges, one who gets desperate and doesn't care if the world comes crashing down, and I also thought it would be good to show a girl that pleasure isn't just about men.
I sat on the bed, took a deep breath, and looked at her. Note that she had beautiful legs, with a small white top showing two adorable breasts that seemed like two small drops of dew, and it was then that I realized how excited I was, my vaginal pulsations increasing every time, making me feel my underwear soaked.
- Do you want or not?
She nodded her head, and my heart didn't stop beating. I leaned in to touch her soft face like a doll's, I kissed her and felt I was at my maximum point of excitement. My hands began to explore her body, I removed the top and her beautiful small breasts appeared that I loved, I noticed that when I did this her breathing accelerated. I put them in my mouth as if they were delicate fruit to savor, and my excitement grew each time.
I asked her to get on the bed, while I took off the white dress I was wearing and got on top of her, kissing her neck, her nipples betrayed that she was just as eager as I, I took her hand and put it inside my small thong, she felt my moisture and let out a long sigh from her mouth. We were about to climax, I quickly removed her underwear and my mouth went into her vulva as if I had never had sex before, the feeling of her taste made my heat grow each time, I started listening to her moan louder and louder.
I took my mouth away from her and looked at her asking if she was okay, she responded with a huge smile that she loved it.
I kept sucking her vulva, she kept moaning, I put a finger in my mouth and touched her clitoris, making her shiver all over, I moistened another finger and prepared to introduce them... ah, then I realized I was right, she was a virgin, my fingers cost to enter despite the lubrication, I felt like I was breaking her hymen with them and a small thread of blood ran down my hand. At that moment she reached her maximum splendor and had an amazing orgasm, she gripped my fingers with her vagina as if they were a treasure she didn't want to lose and her whole body twisted in pleasure.
After doing it, she lay on the bed, I put my fingers in my mouth and her taste was exquisite, her face reflected pleasure, amazement, and tenderness, a tenderness that led me to lie down beside her without saying a word. We passed half an hour in silence, I got up, kissed her, went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when I came out she was dressed standing by the door of the room, He put his briefcase on his shoulder and in his hand he had a small piece of pink cloth, which he approached me and gave it to me. I put it in my briefcase at the same time as I took out the money to pay for her and the motel. We left, his face reflected a bright light, and happy, I left him where I picked him up and continued on my way home, until I arrived and looked for the keys to open the door and saw that the small piece of cloth was her thong, which still had its woman's scent. It was the first time I had the girl from Paradise, but it wasn't the last.
Enter, parked in one of the garages, and when I got out of the car, I closed it, but didn't notice that the beautiful red skirt wasn't next to me. When I looked at the car, she was still inside with her head bent between her shoulders.
- Don't you come, beautiful? (I managed to say to her, noticing that her face marked very beautiful dimples) Come on, we'll have a great time.
She got out of the vehicle and adjusted the short red skirt that had made me stop. When I entered the room, I turned on the light and saw an enormous bed with red sheets and mirrors on all its walls. She entered behind me and put her small purse on the lamp table, at that moment I could see that her face was much younger than I had thought when I picked her up, her body trembled before my gaze.
- How old are you? (the words that came out of my mouth)
- 18 years old, just turned.
- Tell me the truth, have you done it before? I don't mean if with women, but if you've had sex before.
Her face went back to the same color as her skirt, and she only said a no with her head. At that moment, thousands of things passed through my mind, whether it was really good for the girl to start with someone like me, with a slut but not one who charges, one who gets desperate and doesn't care if the world comes crashing down, and I also thought it would be good to show a girl that pleasure isn't just about men.
I sat on the bed, took a deep breath, and looked at her. Note that she had beautiful legs, with a small white top showing two adorable breasts that seemed like two small drops of dew, and it was then that I realized how excited I was, my vaginal pulsations increasing every time, making me feel my underwear soaked.
- Do you want or not?
She nodded her head, and my heart didn't stop beating. I leaned in to touch her soft face like a doll's, I kissed her and felt I was at my maximum point of excitement. My hands began to explore her body, I removed the top and her beautiful small breasts appeared that I loved, I noticed that when I did this her breathing accelerated. I put them in my mouth as if they were delicate fruit to savor, and my excitement grew each time.
I asked her to get on the bed, while I took off the white dress I was wearing and got on top of her, kissing her neck, her nipples betrayed that she was just as eager as I, I took her hand and put it inside my small thong, she felt my moisture and let out a long sigh from her mouth. We were about to climax, I quickly removed her underwear and my mouth went into her vulva as if I had never had sex before, the feeling of her taste made my heat grow each time, I started listening to her moan louder and louder.
I took my mouth away from her and looked at her asking if she was okay, she responded with a huge smile that she loved it.
I kept sucking her vulva, she kept moaning, I put a finger in my mouth and touched her clitoris, making her shiver all over, I moistened another finger and prepared to introduce them... ah, then I realized I was right, she was a virgin, my fingers cost to enter despite the lubrication, I felt like I was breaking her hymen with them and a small thread of blood ran down my hand. At that moment she reached her maximum splendor and had an amazing orgasm, she gripped my fingers with her vagina as if they were a treasure she didn't want to lose and her whole body twisted in pleasure.
After doing it, she lay on the bed, I put my fingers in my mouth and her taste was exquisite, her face reflected pleasure, amazement, and tenderness, a tenderness that led me to lie down beside her without saying a word. We passed half an hour in silence, I got up, kissed her, went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when I came out she was dressed standing by the door of the room, He put his briefcase on his shoulder and in his hand he had a small piece of pink cloth, which he approached me and gave it to me. I put it in my briefcase at the same time as I took out the money to pay for her and the motel. We left, his face reflected a bright light, and happy, I left him where I picked him up and continued on my way home, until I arrived and looked for the keys to open the door and saw that the small piece of cloth was her thong, which still had its woman's scent. It was the first time I had the girl from Paradise, but it wasn't the last.
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