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Quien en su vida no tiene una historia de hotel? creo que todos vivimos anécdotas y a nadie le llamaría mucho la atención lo que sucede en un cuarto, entre cuatro paredes.
Ahora bien, que pasa cuando existen historias que van mas lejos de lo tradicional, cuando se roza lo bizarro, lo extremo, lo prohibido, lo que muchos fantasean en realizar, pero son contados los que llegan a vivirlo?
A lo largo de HISTORIAS DE HOTEL, recorreremos diez vivencias diferentes, vivencias de personas que se animaron a ser contadas, sentados frente a frente con quien escribe, yo solo tomé esas historias para llevarlas a un papel.
Te invito a recorrer estas diez HISTORIAS DE HOTEL
LA NOCHE MENOS PENSADA
ISMAEL, 26 AÑOS
UNA MILF PELIGROSA
ANDREA, 58 AÑOS
LA FIESTA DE GABRIEL
JONY, 32 AÑOS
ANCIANOS DEPRAVADOS
JOSE, 72 AÑOS - ANTONIA 78 AÑOS
PRESTIGIOSO INGENIERO
TIFANNY, 19 AÑOS
MI MARIDO!
SANDRA, 46 AÑOS
SOR ANGELICA
MARIANELA, 29 AÑOS
AMORES QUE MATAN
ALAN, 47 AÑOS
MI HERMANA
MIA, 23 AÑOS
MI PROSTITUTA PERSONAL
MARTINO, 39 AÑOS
MI HERMANA
MIA, 26 AÑOS
I could notice when I met Mia that she was an exquisite girl, wearing a loose black pantaloon and a baggy shirt that reached her navel, with large multicolored flower drawings, despite dressing normally, nothing extravagant. It was noticeable that her privileged figure did not go unnoticed, proportionate, very beautiful, nature had been kind to her. She arrived beside me, greeted me cordially, with a sweet perfume that filled the air.
Mia sat down crossing her legs in a very feminine way, stretching her foot as if it were a model posing for fashion magazine photographs, shook her hair from side to side as if she were about to arrange it, then opened her handbag, took out long imported cigars and lit one, letting out a first provocative puff over my face.
Obviously, she had that femme fatale air that very few have, a mix of seduction, beauty, attraction, and savagery.I have to start from the beginning, in my childhood, there were some precedents of twins among my ancestors, so I didn't come alone to this world, but with my sister Gina, we're two drops of water.
We have four older brothers and, according to our parents' confession, we weren't exactly what you'd call sought after. My mother was in menopause and they trusted themselves. So we were the spoiled twins in a family with older brothers and parents who were closer to being grandparents than parents. Dad had Italian blood in his veins, so he looked for well-rooted names from his origins, and we were named Mia and Gina.
I have to say without false modesty that we were always very beautiful, even as little girls. I also have to say that many times Gina and I hated being twins. Mom always dressed us exactly alike, and it was like one of us was a mirror image of the other, and we always attracted people's attention, always looked at with smiles, talked about us, and put in the central plan. Mom was proud that her little girls were the center of attention, but to us it became annoying, because we already felt like zoo animals, and all we had to do was respond with smiles and more smiles.
One afternoon we were at the park, riding ponies on the merry-go-round, when a older man searched for Dad among the crowd. It turned out this man worked in graphic agencies and saw an opportunity in us. Dad picked up the gauntlet, a never-imagined economic possibility, easy money, but of course, that was the beginning of a story he would regret for the rest of his days.
And so we started, the immaculately dressed twins, the perfect girls, the smiling girls, Mom and Dad's little angels, some magazine photos, some extra cash for the family economy, and a small producer found by chance in a neighborhood park. We would pass to a medium-sized, larger-scope one. We fulfilled 15, already we were ladies, we had lost our innocence, and already a great national producer hired us. Behind our parents' backs, we began to walk another path, no longer were we silly girls, men no longer looked at us as innocent little doves, now they looked at us like hungry wolves. And when we reached majority, without legal restraints, Gina and I knew that easy money would come, men like whores, and if there were two twin whores, the payment was better. We started taking pictures for men in men's magazines and got into a crazy but exciting world, money made more money, and productions became bolder. At 19, we signed a contract to make something that had been proposed to us for a long time, a local low-budget film, but it would be Mia and Gina's debut before the cameras. And it was only starting to roll the wheel, many more films followed, in the environment they called us 'nymphomaniac twins' and we went from sets where there was always a bed. Gina was my soulmate, and it was frequent that we would make lesbian scenes between us, that paid very well, and we got to work with the country's most stylish men. At 21, they proposed making films focused on anal sex, that paid even better, and we wouldn't stop, we became known in the environment, it wasn't common for two twin sisters to be factoring fortunes just by making anal scenes, and we became popular among the popular. Things were good and bad at home at the same time, our brothers supported our career if it was what we liked and paid us for it, and if we were happy, they didn't have to bother. Dad, on the other hand, had banished us from the world, he felt we had failed him, we were his precious stones, and in his way of seeing things... On that face that afternoon, 'for a father it's something humiliating to have a slut daughter, but more humiliating is to have two daughters whores', not even changed his mind a couple of years ago when we were given the 'Golden Ass' award, a local-level prize in the porn world, where that award was just for voting, best Booty and best use. Mom on her side was impartial, when she was with Dad he supported him, but behind his back, she was with us.
We were the anal queens of the country, but we were looking to take the next step, major leagues, international pornography, countries where you paid in thick bills and where it meant being 'ass to ass' against the best, Jada Stevens was and still is our model to imitate.
A few months ago, one of our producers told us that a well-known Italian actor would be visiting the country, whom we will reserve the name but let's call him Antonino,
He was very recognized and with more than forty years had an endless filmography, he also leaned towards anal sex, had a huge and terrifying cock, besides, in the environment it was rumored that he was a damn degenerate, and we saw with good eyes that this producer would make some publicity for us, let him know about us and open a little door to our future.
On his arrival, a night of entertainment was prepared, very good dinner, better wines, photos, flashes, cameras, film, intimate people from the environment, news that wouldn't come out on normal morning headlines but would give a turn to the world in the prono environment.
Antonino was a winner with all the letters, extroverted, pedantic, sure of himself, naturally he transformed into the center of attention and naturally enjoyed feeling like the center of attention, blond, muscular, well-looking, with an irresistible masculine stamp, he spoke too loudly, mixing his native Italian with improvised Spanish.
Gina and I felt As two little ants beside an elephant and we had to wait for our turn, like Cinderella waiting for her prince. In some moment of the night, he noticed us, obviously capturing his attention and it was when we established contact. Our friend and representative then spoke about us, about the 'nymphomaniac twins' and our anal sex movies, Antonino showed more than interest and came to our encounter, I approached to kiss him on the cheek but he kissed me on the mouth, putting his tongue in mine, and did the same with my sister later. We felt invaded, surprised, but for him it seemed like the most normal thing in the world, with one arm around my waist, with the other doing the same with Gina and we sat down on a large white couch that decorated the place, he sitting between us, laughing and using strong language, facing the flashes of the photos that were firing non-stop. I remember that night I had a striking silver dress with an open back, too short, too low-cut, with fine straps, so provocative that even the slightest breeze would have left my breasts bare. The guy had passed his arm around my waist and already had his hand under my dress caressing one of my tits, all in a world of laughter and ungranted permissions.
I glanced at Gina, and she was doing worse; the guy was rubbing her pussy above the thong, below the skirt, and she just let him touch her, just like I did. The situation was uncomfortable, I could be the worst prostitute and my resume would prove it, but that didn't mean I had to tolerate this lack of respect to the point of feeling violated, and honestly, I think if the Italian had proposed it, we would have taken him there right then, in front of everyone, luckily, that wouldn't happen. But during the remaining hours of that reception, the guy asked to see a little of our material and after finishing the day, he invited both of us to go privately to some room in one of the city's hotels.
With my sister, we understood each other without saying a word, nothing would make us miss the opportunity to have that huge cock in our booties, we knew that Antonino was our best chance to open the doors to the outside.
At 5 am, a heavy humidity from impending summer surrounded the atmosphere, they had already arranged everything to go to a luxurious apartment in one of the city's most prestigious hotels, but the guy asked us to take him to a more common place, where common couples went, without so much luxury, like a fantasy of being paid by two prostitutes, and they didn't take long to arrange what he wanted.
At the exit, an impressive limousine was waiting for us, I had never seen anything like it in my life, and obviously, they treated that bastard like a king. We got in, and Gina and I went to one of the seats, and the car started moving, right there, the games began.
Antonino was somewhat disheveled on his seat, took a bottle of ancho pico filled with drink that I guessed would be whiskey, took a sip directly from the spout, and asked us to play a little for him, to kill some time and warm up the scene before arriving at the hotel. lives, being with that type was our business card, I went over my sister, we looked at each other and started kissing, only kissed like hot bitches, and that started to excite me, I liked feeling the lips of my twin stuck to mine, her tongue crossing with mine, our saliva mixing, in very sexy, very hot kisses.
Minutes passed, my dress fell off, I undressed completely, Gina did the same, but I was the one who took an active role, pressed my breasts against those of my sister, rubbed my nipples against hers, it was exciting, making love with my sister was like making love to myself, sharing sensations, breathing, heartbeats, life, just as we did sometimes in the maternal womb.
Antonino just watched without saying a word, taking occasional sips, with great excitement, I lowered over my sister's breasts and started licking them, softly, one, the other, both, circling her nipples with my tongue, so hard, she started to moan in excitement, barely giving me some gentle bites, those that don't hurt but excite, and then back to her mouth to eat her lips, and again to her nipples.
I slowly fell between my sister's legs, like when I was on a film set, enjoying what I was doing, but keeping in mind leaving room for the camera, only now there was no camera, just Antonino's sharp eyes, waiting for his turn.
Gina was flooded with juices, all I grabbed onto her clitoris and depilated lips to suck with precision, noticing how her pussy was releasing pleasure juices, like a faucet inside her wasn't fully closed, and I couldn't contain it, her womanly heat pouring over the leather seat of the limousine, and this only made me hotter too, because we were two drops of water and I could feel the pleasure she was feeling, in fact, my sex started to flow, dripping down my legs.
I was on all fours on the car floor, giving her Italian to me was just a coincidence but he then took part, rubbed his fingers with my own juices and quickly passed on lubricating my sphincter, I was only still giving my sister a tasty oral, the guy told him in his mixed language something like 'Gina, what a beautiful ass', showing that he didn't know who was who, had called me by the name of my twin. Then he would do another one of his things, took the bottle and pressed the wide beak into my sphincter, pushed, and pushed until he managed to get it in, luckily I had it stretched enough so it wouldn't hurt me, and only started filling my intestines with the contents of the same. I was still just licking but honestly I had lost focus feeling my stomach fill up with alcohol, a new experience for me, surely normal for him, a first-class sadist. He only gave himself satisfaction when nothing was left in the glass bottle, and I felt full, with terrible urges to expel, but my womanly shame and modesty made me contain it, Antonino just put his hand on my stomach and squeezing hard made me expel a long jet as if it were a fountain in a park, and he repeated it again, an enema with whisky, and the guy was putting his face to drink from my backside, everything ended in a climax, he laughed, saying it was the most expensive enema of his life, but nothing seemed to matter to him, not even getting out of control. We were arriving, took some towels (yes, that car had more things than an apartment) to clean ourselves up a bit, I don't know who did his contacts but they treated him better than the president of the nation himself. They led us to a VIP room, the best of the best and only we three remained, Gina, Antonio, and me. Antonino asked us to keep playing our lesbian game but we gave him to understand that part was already fulfilled in the limousine, and if he wasn't convinced we started seducing him, kissing him, caressing him, Gina and I knew how to do it so one on each side We rode around and only looked for his weak spots, I have to say that the guy kissed very well and we quickly got tangled up in a three-way game. Gina was already on her knees sucking his cock while he was eating my tits with bites, from my spectator position I could see clearly the terrible gut the damn guy had and my mouth was watering in desire.
We paused for just a few moments to finish undressing and then retake the game. Antonino lay back on the bed, Gina went over him, inverted, and I stayed between his legs, my sister started sucking his cock again, from her position she was taking hold of his enormous glans, leaving me with my part of the trunk and his smooth testicles, although that prevented us from sharing it sometimes, we looked at each other from short distance enjoying that huge man because he was even bigger than any.
Antonino would make another one of his moves, lifted his legs like a woman and crossed them behind the back of my sister's neck, asked me to suck his ass while with the force of his calf muscles started pushing Gina down.
We had done thousands of crazy things but never something like this.
I then dedicated myself to licking his anus, which was also completely shaved, smooth on the outside, rough towards the center, searching for penetration with my tongue, slowly, as he allowed me, I separated his buttocks with my hands and tried to get as deep as possible.
By the way, I looked at my sister who wasn't doing well, had almost thirty centimeters of meat in her mouth, and he was pushing her down with all his force, Gina couldn't take it and struggled in vain in a lost battle, slowly, centimeter by centimeter she was eating everything, saliva started dripping from her mouth like a rabid dog, her eyes filled with tears. Soon my sister had been forced to eat the entire monstrous cock of the guy, reaching her lips to the base of his trunk, at the edge. asphyxia.
Luckily for her, Antonino gave up that perverse game and decided to get us, or rather, to cull us, putting us side by side, both on four on the bedspread, Gina was still trying to recover her breath at my right, the guy chose her, went behind and put it all in her ass, making her let out a cry of joy, and started doing it to her from behind in a very yummy way. I was next to him, just waiting, the guy with his free hand playing with my sphincter and every now and then giving me a strong slap on the butt, minutes passed and I lost patience, it was an honor for that guy to make me feel Booty and I wanted it more and more, even with the fear that he would finish inside my sister and leave me wanting.
But Antonino knew how to play his cards, it was my turn and I lived through many adrenaline-filled moments, he settled in behind me, relaxed and opened up for him, he was an animal, he put it in deep and hard, despite having a long career in anal sex, I felt like I was breaking into pieces, I gripped the sheets tightly between my fists and bit the pillow to muffle my moans.
What a treat! Antonino just kept going, again and again with his long and interminable saber, so thick that I imagined my ass open like never before, enjoying a perfect session of anal sex.
Now Gina was waiting in turn, wanting our lover to return to her.
And it went on, alternating between one and the other at his pleasure, boring us, piercing us, perforating us, my sister's sphincter remained open in a deep circle, the size of an apple, I assumed that mine would be the same way and we rolled around in pleasure, being with that man was a dream come true, for what it represented and our future opportunities.
My sister had better luck, fate wanted her to take the major prize, the guy started to contract and only started to ejaculate inside her. arsehole, and on his buttocks, and on his sex, and everywhere, Antonino was ejaculating in long and endless spurts of semen that shot out with force, impressive, sexually impressive, a wild stallion, a stud.
It was when he took me by the back of my neck, behind, like I was a pet he could handle at will, dragged me over my twin, buried my face in his smeared buttocks, made me clean him up and with devotion started licking all the semen that had been spread around the place, slowly drinking in its sweet nectar, cleaning his buttocks, legs, pussy, and bum, so open it could have fit my fist in...
My twin continued chattering away about a story that didn't seem to be ending and honestly was starting to bore me a bit, owner of an aguero voice and a strident one, had reached a point where I found it unbearable and my head started to ache. I just thanked him for everything, concluded I had enough material to close the story.
A detail, as of now Gina and Mia, 'the nymphomaniac twins' as they were called, are in the United States making themselves famous with their careers as porn actresses, especially anal sex scenes, their favorites.
If you liked the story, you can write me at HISTORIES OF HOTEL to dulces.placeres@live.com
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Quien en su vida no tiene una historia de hotel? creo que todos vivimos anécdotas y a nadie le llamaría mucho la atención lo que sucede en un cuarto, entre cuatro paredes.
Ahora bien, que pasa cuando existen historias que van mas lejos de lo tradicional, cuando se roza lo bizarro, lo extremo, lo prohibido, lo que muchos fantasean en realizar, pero son contados los que llegan a vivirlo?
A lo largo de HISTORIAS DE HOTEL, recorreremos diez vivencias diferentes, vivencias de personas que se animaron a ser contadas, sentados frente a frente con quien escribe, yo solo tomé esas historias para llevarlas a un papel.
Te invito a recorrer estas diez HISTORIAS DE HOTEL
LA NOCHE MENOS PENSADA
ISMAEL, 26 AÑOS
UNA MILF PELIGROSA
ANDREA, 58 AÑOS
LA FIESTA DE GABRIEL
JONY, 32 AÑOS
ANCIANOS DEPRAVADOS
JOSE, 72 AÑOS - ANTONIA 78 AÑOS
PRESTIGIOSO INGENIERO
TIFANNY, 19 AÑOS
MI MARIDO!
SANDRA, 46 AÑOS
SOR ANGELICA
MARIANELA, 29 AÑOS
AMORES QUE MATAN
ALAN, 47 AÑOS
MI HERMANA
MIA, 23 AÑOS
MI PROSTITUTA PERSONAL
MARTINO, 39 AÑOS
MI HERMANA
MIA, 26 AÑOS
I could notice when I met Mia that she was an exquisite girl, wearing a loose black pantaloon and a baggy shirt that reached her navel, with large multicolored flower drawings, despite dressing normally, nothing extravagant. It was noticeable that her privileged figure did not go unnoticed, proportionate, very beautiful, nature had been kind to her. She arrived beside me, greeted me cordially, with a sweet perfume that filled the air.
Mia sat down crossing her legs in a very feminine way, stretching her foot as if it were a model posing for fashion magazine photographs, shook her hair from side to side as if she were about to arrange it, then opened her handbag, took out long imported cigars and lit one, letting out a first provocative puff over my face.
Obviously, she had that femme fatale air that very few have, a mix of seduction, beauty, attraction, and savagery.I have to start from the beginning, in my childhood, there were some precedents of twins among my ancestors, so I didn't come alone to this world, but with my sister Gina, we're two drops of water.
We have four older brothers and, according to our parents' confession, we weren't exactly what you'd call sought after. My mother was in menopause and they trusted themselves. So we were the spoiled twins in a family with older brothers and parents who were closer to being grandparents than parents. Dad had Italian blood in his veins, so he looked for well-rooted names from his origins, and we were named Mia and Gina.
I have to say without false modesty that we were always very beautiful, even as little girls. I also have to say that many times Gina and I hated being twins. Mom always dressed us exactly alike, and it was like one of us was a mirror image of the other, and we always attracted people's attention, always looked at with smiles, talked about us, and put in the central plan. Mom was proud that her little girls were the center of attention, but to us it became annoying, because we already felt like zoo animals, and all we had to do was respond with smiles and more smiles.
One afternoon we were at the park, riding ponies on the merry-go-round, when a older man searched for Dad among the crowd. It turned out this man worked in graphic agencies and saw an opportunity in us. Dad picked up the gauntlet, a never-imagined economic possibility, easy money, but of course, that was the beginning of a story he would regret for the rest of his days.
And so we started, the immaculately dressed twins, the perfect girls, the smiling girls, Mom and Dad's little angels, some magazine photos, some extra cash for the family economy, and a small producer found by chance in a neighborhood park. We would pass to a medium-sized, larger-scope one. We fulfilled 15, already we were ladies, we had lost our innocence, and already a great national producer hired us. Behind our parents' backs, we began to walk another path, no longer were we silly girls, men no longer looked at us as innocent little doves, now they looked at us like hungry wolves. And when we reached majority, without legal restraints, Gina and I knew that easy money would come, men like whores, and if there were two twin whores, the payment was better. We started taking pictures for men in men's magazines and got into a crazy but exciting world, money made more money, and productions became bolder. At 19, we signed a contract to make something that had been proposed to us for a long time, a local low-budget film, but it would be Mia and Gina's debut before the cameras. And it was only starting to roll the wheel, many more films followed, in the environment they called us 'nymphomaniac twins' and we went from sets where there was always a bed. Gina was my soulmate, and it was frequent that we would make lesbian scenes between us, that paid very well, and we got to work with the country's most stylish men. At 21, they proposed making films focused on anal sex, that paid even better, and we wouldn't stop, we became known in the environment, it wasn't common for two twin sisters to be factoring fortunes just by making anal scenes, and we became popular among the popular. Things were good and bad at home at the same time, our brothers supported our career if it was what we liked and paid us for it, and if we were happy, they didn't have to bother. Dad, on the other hand, had banished us from the world, he felt we had failed him, we were his precious stones, and in his way of seeing things... On that face that afternoon, 'for a father it's something humiliating to have a slut daughter, but more humiliating is to have two daughters whores', not even changed his mind a couple of years ago when we were given the 'Golden Ass' award, a local-level prize in the porn world, where that award was just for voting, best Booty and best use. Mom on her side was impartial, when she was with Dad he supported him, but behind his back, she was with us.
We were the anal queens of the country, but we were looking to take the next step, major leagues, international pornography, countries where you paid in thick bills and where it meant being 'ass to ass' against the best, Jada Stevens was and still is our model to imitate.
A few months ago, one of our producers told us that a well-known Italian actor would be visiting the country, whom we will reserve the name but let's call him Antonino,
He was very recognized and with more than forty years had an endless filmography, he also leaned towards anal sex, had a huge and terrifying cock, besides, in the environment it was rumored that he was a damn degenerate, and we saw with good eyes that this producer would make some publicity for us, let him know about us and open a little door to our future.
On his arrival, a night of entertainment was prepared, very good dinner, better wines, photos, flashes, cameras, film, intimate people from the environment, news that wouldn't come out on normal morning headlines but would give a turn to the world in the prono environment.
Antonino was a winner with all the letters, extroverted, pedantic, sure of himself, naturally he transformed into the center of attention and naturally enjoyed feeling like the center of attention, blond, muscular, well-looking, with an irresistible masculine stamp, he spoke too loudly, mixing his native Italian with improvised Spanish.
Gina and I felt As two little ants beside an elephant and we had to wait for our turn, like Cinderella waiting for her prince. In some moment of the night, he noticed us, obviously capturing his attention and it was when we established contact. Our friend and representative then spoke about us, about the 'nymphomaniac twins' and our anal sex movies, Antonino showed more than interest and came to our encounter, I approached to kiss him on the cheek but he kissed me on the mouth, putting his tongue in mine, and did the same with my sister later. We felt invaded, surprised, but for him it seemed like the most normal thing in the world, with one arm around my waist, with the other doing the same with Gina and we sat down on a large white couch that decorated the place, he sitting between us, laughing and using strong language, facing the flashes of the photos that were firing non-stop. I remember that night I had a striking silver dress with an open back, too short, too low-cut, with fine straps, so provocative that even the slightest breeze would have left my breasts bare. The guy had passed his arm around my waist and already had his hand under my dress caressing one of my tits, all in a world of laughter and ungranted permissions.
I glanced at Gina, and she was doing worse; the guy was rubbing her pussy above the thong, below the skirt, and she just let him touch her, just like I did. The situation was uncomfortable, I could be the worst prostitute and my resume would prove it, but that didn't mean I had to tolerate this lack of respect to the point of feeling violated, and honestly, I think if the Italian had proposed it, we would have taken him there right then, in front of everyone, luckily, that wouldn't happen. But during the remaining hours of that reception, the guy asked to see a little of our material and after finishing the day, he invited both of us to go privately to some room in one of the city's hotels.With my sister, we understood each other without saying a word, nothing would make us miss the opportunity to have that huge cock in our booties, we knew that Antonino was our best chance to open the doors to the outside.
At 5 am, a heavy humidity from impending summer surrounded the atmosphere, they had already arranged everything to go to a luxurious apartment in one of the city's most prestigious hotels, but the guy asked us to take him to a more common place, where common couples went, without so much luxury, like a fantasy of being paid by two prostitutes, and they didn't take long to arrange what he wanted.
At the exit, an impressive limousine was waiting for us, I had never seen anything like it in my life, and obviously, they treated that bastard like a king. We got in, and Gina and I went to one of the seats, and the car started moving, right there, the games began.
Antonino was somewhat disheveled on his seat, took a bottle of ancho pico filled with drink that I guessed would be whiskey, took a sip directly from the spout, and asked us to play a little for him, to kill some time and warm up the scene before arriving at the hotel. lives, being with that type was our business card, I went over my sister, we looked at each other and started kissing, only kissed like hot bitches, and that started to excite me, I liked feeling the lips of my twin stuck to mine, her tongue crossing with mine, our saliva mixing, in very sexy, very hot kisses.
Minutes passed, my dress fell off, I undressed completely, Gina did the same, but I was the one who took an active role, pressed my breasts against those of my sister, rubbed my nipples against hers, it was exciting, making love with my sister was like making love to myself, sharing sensations, breathing, heartbeats, life, just as we did sometimes in the maternal womb.
Antonino just watched without saying a word, taking occasional sips, with great excitement, I lowered over my sister's breasts and started licking them, softly, one, the other, both, circling her nipples with my tongue, so hard, she started to moan in excitement, barely giving me some gentle bites, those that don't hurt but excite, and then back to her mouth to eat her lips, and again to her nipples.
I slowly fell between my sister's legs, like when I was on a film set, enjoying what I was doing, but keeping in mind leaving room for the camera, only now there was no camera, just Antonino's sharp eyes, waiting for his turn.
Gina was flooded with juices, all I grabbed onto her clitoris and depilated lips to suck with precision, noticing how her pussy was releasing pleasure juices, like a faucet inside her wasn't fully closed, and I couldn't contain it, her womanly heat pouring over the leather seat of the limousine, and this only made me hotter too, because we were two drops of water and I could feel the pleasure she was feeling, in fact, my sex started to flow, dripping down my legs.
I was on all fours on the car floor, giving her Italian to me was just a coincidence but he then took part, rubbed his fingers with my own juices and quickly passed on lubricating my sphincter, I was only still giving my sister a tasty oral, the guy told him in his mixed language something like 'Gina, what a beautiful ass', showing that he didn't know who was who, had called me by the name of my twin. Then he would do another one of his things, took the bottle and pressed the wide beak into my sphincter, pushed, and pushed until he managed to get it in, luckily I had it stretched enough so it wouldn't hurt me, and only started filling my intestines with the contents of the same. I was still just licking but honestly I had lost focus feeling my stomach fill up with alcohol, a new experience for me, surely normal for him, a first-class sadist. He only gave himself satisfaction when nothing was left in the glass bottle, and I felt full, with terrible urges to expel, but my womanly shame and modesty made me contain it, Antonino just put his hand on my stomach and squeezing hard made me expel a long jet as if it were a fountain in a park, and he repeated it again, an enema with whisky, and the guy was putting his face to drink from my backside, everything ended in a climax, he laughed, saying it was the most expensive enema of his life, but nothing seemed to matter to him, not even getting out of control. We were arriving, took some towels (yes, that car had more things than an apartment) to clean ourselves up a bit, I don't know who did his contacts but they treated him better than the president of the nation himself. They led us to a VIP room, the best of the best and only we three remained, Gina, Antonio, and me. Antonino asked us to keep playing our lesbian game but we gave him to understand that part was already fulfilled in the limousine, and if he wasn't convinced we started seducing him, kissing him, caressing him, Gina and I knew how to do it so one on each side We rode around and only looked for his weak spots, I have to say that the guy kissed very well and we quickly got tangled up in a three-way game. Gina was already on her knees sucking his cock while he was eating my tits with bites, from my spectator position I could see clearly the terrible gut the damn guy had and my mouth was watering in desire.
We paused for just a few moments to finish undressing and then retake the game. Antonino lay back on the bed, Gina went over him, inverted, and I stayed between his legs, my sister started sucking his cock again, from her position she was taking hold of his enormous glans, leaving me with my part of the trunk and his smooth testicles, although that prevented us from sharing it sometimes, we looked at each other from short distance enjoying that huge man because he was even bigger than any.
Antonino would make another one of his moves, lifted his legs like a woman and crossed them behind the back of my sister's neck, asked me to suck his ass while with the force of his calf muscles started pushing Gina down.
We had done thousands of crazy things but never something like this.
I then dedicated myself to licking his anus, which was also completely shaved, smooth on the outside, rough towards the center, searching for penetration with my tongue, slowly, as he allowed me, I separated his buttocks with my hands and tried to get as deep as possible.
By the way, I looked at my sister who wasn't doing well, had almost thirty centimeters of meat in her mouth, and he was pushing her down with all his force, Gina couldn't take it and struggled in vain in a lost battle, slowly, centimeter by centimeter she was eating everything, saliva started dripping from her mouth like a rabid dog, her eyes filled with tears. Soon my sister had been forced to eat the entire monstrous cock of the guy, reaching her lips to the base of his trunk, at the edge. asphyxia.
Luckily for her, Antonino gave up that perverse game and decided to get us, or rather, to cull us, putting us side by side, both on four on the bedspread, Gina was still trying to recover her breath at my right, the guy chose her, went behind and put it all in her ass, making her let out a cry of joy, and started doing it to her from behind in a very yummy way. I was next to him, just waiting, the guy with his free hand playing with my sphincter and every now and then giving me a strong slap on the butt, minutes passed and I lost patience, it was an honor for that guy to make me feel Booty and I wanted it more and more, even with the fear that he would finish inside my sister and leave me wanting.
But Antonino knew how to play his cards, it was my turn and I lived through many adrenaline-filled moments, he settled in behind me, relaxed and opened up for him, he was an animal, he put it in deep and hard, despite having a long career in anal sex, I felt like I was breaking into pieces, I gripped the sheets tightly between my fists and bit the pillow to muffle my moans.
What a treat! Antonino just kept going, again and again with his long and interminable saber, so thick that I imagined my ass open like never before, enjoying a perfect session of anal sex.
Now Gina was waiting in turn, wanting our lover to return to her.
And it went on, alternating between one and the other at his pleasure, boring us, piercing us, perforating us, my sister's sphincter remained open in a deep circle, the size of an apple, I assumed that mine would be the same way and we rolled around in pleasure, being with that man was a dream come true, for what it represented and our future opportunities.
My sister had better luck, fate wanted her to take the major prize, the guy started to contract and only started to ejaculate inside her. arsehole, and on his buttocks, and on his sex, and everywhere, Antonino was ejaculating in long and endless spurts of semen that shot out with force, impressive, sexually impressive, a wild stallion, a stud.
It was when he took me by the back of my neck, behind, like I was a pet he could handle at will, dragged me over my twin, buried my face in his smeared buttocks, made me clean him up and with devotion started licking all the semen that had been spread around the place, slowly drinking in its sweet nectar, cleaning his buttocks, legs, pussy, and bum, so open it could have fit my fist in...
My twin continued chattering away about a story that didn't seem to be ending and honestly was starting to bore me a bit, owner of an aguero voice and a strident one, had reached a point where I found it unbearable and my head started to ache. I just thanked him for everything, concluded I had enough material to close the story.
A detail, as of now Gina and Mia, 'the nymphomaniac twins' as they were called, are in the United States making themselves famous with their careers as porn actresses, especially anal sex scenes, their favorites.
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