I met a girl who got more excited telling what had happened to her than what she did in herself. Hooked on Facebook, Twitter, and many other pages that advertise all your personal life, this girl would share everything that was happening to her. I met her through a contact page. I had an issue at the office related to this topic, and I admit it piqued my curiosity. That, today, it's so easy to have sex, seems a little cold to me, but it exists, and it's a growing reality.
So I accessed a contacts page. I filled out a form with almost all false data and posted my ad on the net. Something like setting the hook and casting the line. While waiting for someone to bite, I dedicated myself to looking at other hooks. It was curious. There wasn't anyone ugly, or fat, or greasy. All the girls were spectacular and all the guys were gym rats.
There were other hooks, like mine, that didn't have a photo. As I kept browsing, a plinc sound and a new window popped up. Cachonda90_60_90 was asking me for a conversation. On the left side of the window, Cachonda90_60_90, a young woman, with pink-dyed hair, enormous sunglasses that covered almost her entire face, and sensual, thick lips, closed in a kiss to the camera.
I accepted the conversation, curious. The first entry was already on fire: 'fuck or friendship?'. I raised my eyebrows at such brutal sincerity. Since I delayed responding for a second, the entry repeated itself. I hastened to type out the response: 'fuck'. Obviously.
-“Do you have a seat?”- I interpreted that as if it had a seat. “Yes”.
-“What’s up?”- What was she referring to now? Bed? If I told her I have space, then I'll have a bed, I thought. I typed: “What do you mean?”. The response took a bit longer to arrive.
- Webcam. Are you new to this? - My laptop has a built-in camera that I had never used in my life. I searched for the icon to turn it on and answered.
I have a cam and I'm new. What do you do now?-. Waited, lighting a cigarette. In the top right corner of the window appeared a charging signal, and an image of a yellow room appeared. The backrest of a chair, a bed behind, shelves on the walls, and a poster of a rock band. On the bed was a plush toy, but from Cachonda90_60_90, no trace.
A new entry appeared in the dialogue box: 'This is my room. Now show yours'-. I imagine she thought I was a young lad. I searched for an empty wall, which wasn't there, so I removed several frames, focused the computer camera there and sat down. As a precaution, I took off my tie and clicked the 'accept' button. The corresponding window opened in the lower left corner, showing me and the bare wall of my back. I waited for Cachonda90_60_90 to appear in the upper right corner.
-Is he a bit older?-. The dialogue box entry threw me for a loop. And finally, he appeared. The only thing he had in common with the photo on his bait was that he wore pink hair. But he didn't look bad. He was young.
-Is she a little girl? I replied. She seemed bored while typing her responses.
We spent some time chatting, with concise questions and answers that led to agreeing on a place to get laid. Cold and unexciting. But I went to the date.
I found her sitting in the plaza, with her attention focused on her phone, writing at top speed with both hands on the tiny keyboard. I observed her from a distance, taking my time. Pink hair, short, huge sunglasses, black leather choker, black t-shirt underneath and black leggings. The sneakers, like to add a note of color, were pink, just like her hair. From my position, I could only notice the camel toe, a perfectly defined slit by the leggings on her crotch.
He raised my head and had to see me, since she got up and came towards me. She took off her glasses. She was coming with black eye shadow around her green eyes, which were nice. We gave each other two kisses on the cheeks and she evaluated me. It seems I passed her exam:
-Where are we going?-. I took her to the apartment I share with a friend, like a picnic spot. It's small, very central, and the best thing is that it's very discreet. Almost never enter through the main door, but through the garage. A great find we made many years ago. Lisbeth dedicated a couple of blinks to the apartment. She took off her jacket. Underneath she was wearing a bra with the Slut logo from Los Suaves in red. She had good tits and armpit hair. A real anti-system. She started writing on her cell phone, not even giving me any attention. Above the leggings, the elastic of a thong was visible, obviously black, contrasting with her white skin. I pulled out a couple of beer cans. I handed her one and sat down.
-Do we fuck or what?- I asked. She made an impatient gesture. I left the can on the nightstand, took out my cock from my pants, and approached it to her mouth. I repeated the question. With a sigh, she put the cell phone on the bed and looked at the dick that was being offered to her. She raised an eyebrow, in a gesture that I interpreted as surprise. She licked the glans with the tip of her tongue. Then she ran along the stalk and put her hand in to pull it out entirely from my pants. I helped by taking off my belt and unbuttoning. She took down my pants, licking my balls and massaging the cock's body.
I noticed something was missing. Everything was very cold, even with the blow job she was giving me. I pulled it out of her mouth and she didn't protest. She just let her tongue slide over her lips. I finished undressing myself. My cock was coming down. I thought about canceling the date at that moment. Out of curiosity, I approached her and read what she was writing on her shoulder.
I just sucked a guy off in his apartment. New entry. 'He left my face greasy with his cum'. I raised an eyebrow, surprised. He was recounting what seemed to be a sexual encounter on his blog. I got excited. I grabbed my phone and turned on the camera. I placed it on the table, capturing the bed on the screen. Then, with the cock hard, I approached her and snatched the device from her hand. She looked at me angrily, and before she could protest, I threw myself over her, silencing her with a kiss. My hand was crawling up her crotch, that cameltoe I had seen in the square.
-Don't you think it's more fun to do it than imagine it, Lisbeth?- I whispered in her ear, almost a whisper. She moaned quietly.
Who is Lisbeth? he asked, letting himself be done.
You, now. I wouldn't like to call you Cachonda90_60_90-. She laughed. At least I had managed to change the scowl on her face towards the world. When I noticed she was paying attention to me, I lit a cigarette and sat down.
Undress- I ordered. She sat on the bed, hesitating. -What are you waiting for? We've come to this, haven't we?- She took off her shirt, leaving only her bra on. A surprisingly erotic garment compared to Lisbeth's rest of wardrobe. It was black, with a lace at the union of the cups, transparent and very sexy. The penis responded to the visual stimulus, releasing some drops of liquid. I grabbed my phone, aiming at the girl's face.
-Are you recording?- he asked. His tone didn't show indignation or anger, but rather curiosity. I nodded, assuming I would continue doing so, no matter what he said.
It seemed to electrify her. She stroked her belly and breasts with the back of her hands, continuing up the neck until she lifted them above her head. She had a navel piercing. She let herself fall back onto the bed. She inserted her thumbs under the leggings, pulling them gently downwards, revealing the pale skin of her thighs. She raised her legs, leaving me with an impressive image of her buttocks and vulva, barely concealed by the black thong cord, matching the bra.
She stayed in her underwear and, incredibly, seemed like another person. Elegant with the set, explosive with her large vulva marked under the thong. She leaned on an elbow, sliding her hand under the intimate garment. Her fingers appeared on the lateral sides of the triangular fabric while looking at the camera with lust. Lisbeth liked being recorded. I let her touch herself a bit. I did the same, slowly.
Lisbeth got off the bed. She had a feline gait. She positioned herself between my open legs, allowing me to record her hidden Mount of Venus beneath the thong. I recorded there, then ascended up her stomach until reaching her breasts. With a quick gesture, I parted one cup, exposing the white skin and pink inflamed nipple.
-Do you like big tits?- she said, sweetly, squeezing the freed nipple between her long-nailed fingers. -I like big cocks- she continued, leading the same hand to my member. I appreciated the attention with a groan. -Record this- she finished, putting the cock in her mouth.
Now it's true. Now there was that lust in her blow job that I had missed before. Kneeling between my legs, with the cock in her mouth and showing me her butt, it was like I wanted to see her. She sucked with eagerness, looking at the camera every now and then. 'Record me eating your cock!' she demanded without taking it out. She shook her balls, bit into the meat. Now it was hot.
I caught her by the pink hair, forcing her to release her grip. She opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to catch the meat. I gave her a slap on the cheek. She liked it. I put my hand under the bra, roughly searching for the soft skin of the lower part of her breasts, freeing both melons. I played with the nipples while she did the same with my testicles. I stood up, positioning myself right above her. I caught her by the hair, bringing my tongue from the balls to the butt. She didn't find it disgusting, in fact, she plunged her tongue into it eagerly, holding me by the buttocks.
From a push, I threw her onto the floor. She lay there, stretched out, with her breasts in the air and her legs apart. I grabbed her face, with flushed cheeks and her melons outside of her bra. I pointed to the garment. She started taking it off. The armpit hair appeared on the recording, dark. I wondered if that whole dog-flute pose wasn't to feel accepted by someone, because the lingerie was expensive, and otherwise, she seemed perfectly depilated.
I focused on her groin. She parted her thighs, passing a saucy hand over the vulva. The Mount of Venus was very prominent. I pushed the strip of fabric between her lips, groaning as I did so. I grabbed those fleshy, wet lips while she twisted the thong between them. She turned around, showing an exciting butt. The thong strap was going between her buttocks. I approached my hand and parted the flesh, taking a close-up of that area. Lisbeth let out a sigh when the edge of my hand ran along the entire slit, lifting the strip of skin to make it stick in the pussy.
-Do you like this, Lisbeth?-
-I love you, damn it!-
-Do you want to fuck now, or do you prefer playing with your mobile phone?-
I want you to keep touching me like this-
He buried my head between her arms, submissive, ready to let you do whatever I wanted. Unhooked the bra with one hand, sliding the mobile phone under her body to record the girl's hanging breasts.
My cock was rubbing against her buttocks, which she squeezed and moved with lust. It was very hot. And I too. I slapped her breasts until they turned pink. With each blow, Lisbeth moaned and pulled away, only to offer me her group immediately again. I lowered the thong down to mid-thigh, finally freeing the rabbit, which I filmed up close. It was dripping liquid. Her button, matching the lips, was large and well-visible.
I suppose the girl had more than one problem with that guy, who showed up so much in any tight-fitting garment. Like in the leggings that were lying on the floor.
You've got it all big, huh? I said, not stopping to record. - Big tits, a big pussy, a big mouth... - I put my hand on the seam, covering her entirely.
She pressed her vulva against the palm, lifting her head and letting out a puffing sound. She felt the warmth and humidity of her sex. Slowly, I was sinking a finger into the pussy, caressing the prominent clitoris with the phalanx. More than one finger could fit there.
-Do you like punishing your prisoners like this? asked Lisbeth. She had leaned on her elbows to free her hands, which she had brought to her stomach and breasts. I recorded how she was squeezing a nipple with force.
-Do you think this is punishment? I replied, sliding a second finger down the same path as the previous one. Groaning gurgling from the back of my throat.
-¡¡GODSSSSSS!!- screamed the girl when I hit her with a third finger, starting to screw her hard. She lifted herself up on her hands, stretching her back to better withstand the hand's attacks.
Her liquids were dripping down her thighs, soaking the thong's waistband on one thigh. I was going to leave my phone on the bed, ready to put it in until her throat, but she saw me. '-Don't stop recording!! Keep filming!!'- I stopped moving. She looked at me without understanding. Her body kept swaying, encouraging me to keep going. And I started pulling out one finger after another, causing evident consternation for Lisbeth. 'What's wrong? Why did you stop?'.
With the dripping hand of vaginal juices, I traced her spinal column, of pale skin, until reaching her neck. There, I pressed with force, forcing her to rest her cheek on the floor. I released her, and she remained in the same position, waiting for my next move, expectant of knowing what I would do.
I grabbed the mobile and placed it in such a way that it would record her face. She wiggled her ass, restless and excited. I got down on my knees behind her, arched over her ass and huge cock. I savored the view for a moment and then, slowly, I began to open up her buttocks, until her butt was exposed to my ravenous gaze.
I walked a finger over the perineum, watching as the anus contracted and the lips jumped. I was literally clapping with the rabbit, which continued to emit liquid. I massaged the rabbit with three fingers, soaking them, to lubricate the ass.
Lisbeth sighed with each stroke, lifting her breasts every time my hand ascended. Without her expecting it, I plunged my tongue into the butt, licking everything I found on my way.
She tried to get up with the invasion, so I forced her again to put herself down with her cheeks resting on the floor. The mobile didn't stop recording. I applied my tongue to the anus and sex, faster and faster each time, until Lisbeth, grabbing me by the hair, screamed and moaned, barely moving from her forced posture, until she reached orgasm.
She was disheveled, with her butt in the air and her arms completely extended on the floor. When I looked at her face, she had her eyes closed.
I grabbed my phone and with the cock erect, I sat on the bed to enjoy the video. From the girl's face asking 'Are you recording?' to the expressions of pure pleasure crossing her face when I ate her ass.
-Has it stayed well?- she asked, lying at my feet. The ten minutes of recording had given her time to recover. Although she should be feeling good, because she hadn't picked up her phone to comment on her state.
It's not bad - I replied. I looked at her with lust. The girl was still lying on the floor, with her head resting on her arms. Her breasts were rising and falling to the rhythm of her breathing, still with erect nipples. The thong halfway down my leg was driving me crazy. Her large shaved pussy was calling out to be fucked. –I'll save this video for my collection-. She immediately lifted her head, leaning on one arm.
-God damn it! I want it too!
-¿Are you going to put it on your Facebook?- I replied with a certain irony. He made a face. Not on Facebook, but maybe some social profile or other, for sure. I turned the camera back on again. –Well, if you want it, you'll have to give me something in return- I finished up, pointing my mobile at the erect penis in need of attention. Lisbeth smiled like a cat. I recorded the pink head crawling towards me, sensual, white, luminous.
-And... what do I have to do?- purred at the camera. The girl looked good, with that so libidinous pose and that so melodic tone. As a way of answering, I approached my cock to her face, hitting her rosy cheeks with the glans.
She smiled, letting herself be done. She pulled out the tip of her tongue, leaving it a millimeter from my skin. On the mobile phone screen, only Lisbeth's face was visible. I thought something was missing. I stood up. She, seated with her hands resting on the floor, offered an erotic view. From there, she was recording her pink hair, her slender back, and her powerful breasts. Besides, I saw her well-opened thighs and the deep channel formed by her pressed breasts. She looked at the camera with a certain sadness, although lust shone in her eyes.
-I don't know, girl. You have a cock in front of your nose...- Without lifting her hands from the floor, she pulled out her tongue and licked the stalk. She took her time licking it for the second time, which I really enjoyed.
He started with the eggs, continued with the stalk and ended up spreading the pre-seminal liquid droplets all over the calyx, all of it without touching my cock with my hands, only with my tongue, lips, and cheeks.
After several slow passes, he started kissing, long kisses, almost sucks, all over the sex, kissing the inner part of my thighs. With the tip of his tongue, he was going down from the crown to the testicles, and continued, getting between my legs to end up just below me.
The camera was recording my cock with the pink background of the girl's hair. What it couldn't reproduce was the pleasure Lisbeth gave me while delicately playing with her tongue on my butt. She stayed like that for a bit, kissing the male perineum, probing her tongue into my anus, until she placed her hands on my ankles, climbing up my shins to grab my buttocks. She crawled across the floor, and I with her, until we ended up with our heads resting against the edge of the bed. She looked at the camera and winked an eye mischievously while massaging her breasts.
-What do you prefer?- he asked. I didn't know. I was debating between licking her mouth or her breasts. Like so many other times, I wanted to have two tails to enjoy both sensations at the same time. After a moment of doubts, which Lisbeth used to run her long nails over my testicles, causing glorious shivers in me, I made up my mind.
Bent my knees, spat between her breasts and placed it between them. Lisbeth, smiling triumphantly, leaned back a bit, helping with her hands to pin down the member. Flattened, the breasts seemed less attractive, but they were soft and warm.
Slowly, I started to cum, with a long journey, so that all my cock could enjoy the soft melons of Lisbeth. She was looking at the camera, letting herself be done, sticking out her tongue each time the foreskin appeared between the white flesh. I didn't worry about lubricating the area because she took care of moistening it with saliva on the penis, and my own liquids helped.
-I can suck it while you're screwing my tits- he said, between licking and licking. -It's really big-.
-Would you prefer her smaller? I asked, speeding up the pace.
She shook her head, searching without finding the meat with her mouth. The rhythm of the thrusts was already high. I reached the point of deciding whether to run between her breasts or stop to screw her as God intended, so I stopped the rhythm, threw my phone onto the bed and grabbed her by the arms.
She helped me, lying on her back in bed and grabbing the phone. She pointed the camera at her back, while I was just finishing up removing the thong and aiming at the center of her target.
When I was about to do it, she rolled over, escaping. I was left with a stiff cock and a foolish face. Lisbeth, as quick as lightning, threw me onto the bed and started sucking like her life depended on it, with the phone close to her face, filming the fellatio in close-up. I admit that being recorded made me very horny, so I let her continue. The only bad thing about that position is that my hands were orphans of flesh to touch.
She almost put it all in her mouth. Few women have been able to eat my cock until the end, but Lisbeth made real efforts until she had hiccups. When she lifted her face to look at me, her mascara had run, giving her the appearance of a raped girl. An appearance that got me to a thousand.
Lie down - I ordered. She obeyed. Her breasts spilled out onto her chest. -Open your legs-. She exposed her pussy to my view. I got between her legs. -Open it up-, I concluded. She did it with two fingers of one hand.
With the other one holding the mobile, pointing the camera at the cock that was going to get screwed immediately. I walked the prick along its slit, spreading his juices and mine, and finally attacked the center of his pleasures, slow but deep, until the balls prevented me from advancing further.
I saw the mobile phone aiming at the ceiling of the room, and Lisbeth closing her eyes and turning her head, seized by pure pleasure. I started pumping, making her tits dance to the rhythm of my hips. The girl recovered enough to continue recording the thrusts she was providing. She aimed at my face and let me do it, applying more vigor to the penetration.
I grabbed a breast with my hand, pinching the nipple. Lisbeth, excited, put her phone on the bed to wrap herself around me. She scratched my back with her long nails, squeezing my buttocks to feel more inside.
Fought with me to get on top until she succeeded. She placed her hands on my chest to master the force of the thrusts, taking control and rhythm of the screwing. I grabbed the mobile phone. She, concentrated on screwing me long and slow, didn't even notice that I was recording the entries and exits of the penis in her shaved pubes.
I ascended focusing on the belly, the navel with the piercing, leaving the tits out of frame, although they were determined to appear from time to time at the rhythm of Lisbeth's slow hips. I focused on how she was massaging one of the girl's breasts, squeezing and rubbing the inflamed nipple, while she rode me at an increasingly accelerated pace. Her moans and my sighs blended together forming the soundtrack for the short we were recording.
I felt the jolt in my butt muscles announcing the orgasm just as Lisbeth was coming for the second time, scratching at my chest. Not losing any time, I got out of her, pulling her without regard onto the bed, climbed up to her stomach while she was still living through her glorious orgasm and came pointing at her tits, splashing her face and pink hair, not stopping to record.
It was a nearly simultaneous, abundant, and quite long orgasm. It left us both in shreds, so I let myself fall onto her chest, pinning her beneath me. My cock remained trapped between my body and her stomach, still trembling from the force of the orgasm, still expelling the last remnants of semen onto her stomach. Panting, Lisbeth wrapped herself around me, rubbing her stomach against my back, spreading all the cum over both our bodies. She licked her fingers after wiping away the semen droplets scattered across her face. After a moment, she said:
-Record this-. He left me, leaving me lying on the bed. Then he was licking all my torso, from the nipples to the belly, where most of the ejaculation accumulated. Finally, he grabbed the tail and sucked up all the remaining residues, lowering the foreskin skin and lingering in the glans until it left it shiny.
It fascinated me how slow and precise he was, despite the slight pain I felt, because my dick, after a good screw, just wants to rest. He ended up smiling at the camera.
You've won the first video, no doubt, I said, turning off the mobile phone camera. But what are you going to do to win the second one?
So I accessed a contacts page. I filled out a form with almost all false data and posted my ad on the net. Something like setting the hook and casting the line. While waiting for someone to bite, I dedicated myself to looking at other hooks. It was curious. There wasn't anyone ugly, or fat, or greasy. All the girls were spectacular and all the guys were gym rats.
There were other hooks, like mine, that didn't have a photo. As I kept browsing, a plinc sound and a new window popped up. Cachonda90_60_90 was asking me for a conversation. On the left side of the window, Cachonda90_60_90, a young woman, with pink-dyed hair, enormous sunglasses that covered almost her entire face, and sensual, thick lips, closed in a kiss to the camera.
I accepted the conversation, curious. The first entry was already on fire: 'fuck or friendship?'. I raised my eyebrows at such brutal sincerity. Since I delayed responding for a second, the entry repeated itself. I hastened to type out the response: 'fuck'. Obviously.
-“Do you have a seat?”- I interpreted that as if it had a seat. “Yes”.
-“What’s up?”- What was she referring to now? Bed? If I told her I have space, then I'll have a bed, I thought. I typed: “What do you mean?”. The response took a bit longer to arrive.
- Webcam. Are you new to this? - My laptop has a built-in camera that I had never used in my life. I searched for the icon to turn it on and answered.
I have a cam and I'm new. What do you do now?-. Waited, lighting a cigarette. In the top right corner of the window appeared a charging signal, and an image of a yellow room appeared. The backrest of a chair, a bed behind, shelves on the walls, and a poster of a rock band. On the bed was a plush toy, but from Cachonda90_60_90, no trace.
A new entry appeared in the dialogue box: 'This is my room. Now show yours'-. I imagine she thought I was a young lad. I searched for an empty wall, which wasn't there, so I removed several frames, focused the computer camera there and sat down. As a precaution, I took off my tie and clicked the 'accept' button. The corresponding window opened in the lower left corner, showing me and the bare wall of my back. I waited for Cachonda90_60_90 to appear in the upper right corner.
-Is he a bit older?-. The dialogue box entry threw me for a loop. And finally, he appeared. The only thing he had in common with the photo on his bait was that he wore pink hair. But he didn't look bad. He was young.
-Is she a little girl? I replied. She seemed bored while typing her responses.
We spent some time chatting, with concise questions and answers that led to agreeing on a place to get laid. Cold and unexciting. But I went to the date.
I found her sitting in the plaza, with her attention focused on her phone, writing at top speed with both hands on the tiny keyboard. I observed her from a distance, taking my time. Pink hair, short, huge sunglasses, black leather choker, black t-shirt underneath and black leggings. The sneakers, like to add a note of color, were pink, just like her hair. From my position, I could only notice the camel toe, a perfectly defined slit by the leggings on her crotch.
He raised my head and had to see me, since she got up and came towards me. She took off her glasses. She was coming with black eye shadow around her green eyes, which were nice. We gave each other two kisses on the cheeks and she evaluated me. It seems I passed her exam:
-Where are we going?-. I took her to the apartment I share with a friend, like a picnic spot. It's small, very central, and the best thing is that it's very discreet. Almost never enter through the main door, but through the garage. A great find we made many years ago. Lisbeth dedicated a couple of blinks to the apartment. She took off her jacket. Underneath she was wearing a bra with the Slut logo from Los Suaves in red. She had good tits and armpit hair. A real anti-system. She started writing on her cell phone, not even giving me any attention. Above the leggings, the elastic of a thong was visible, obviously black, contrasting with her white skin. I pulled out a couple of beer cans. I handed her one and sat down.
-Do we fuck or what?- I asked. She made an impatient gesture. I left the can on the nightstand, took out my cock from my pants, and approached it to her mouth. I repeated the question. With a sigh, she put the cell phone on the bed and looked at the dick that was being offered to her. She raised an eyebrow, in a gesture that I interpreted as surprise. She licked the glans with the tip of her tongue. Then she ran along the stalk and put her hand in to pull it out entirely from my pants. I helped by taking off my belt and unbuttoning. She took down my pants, licking my balls and massaging the cock's body.
I noticed something was missing. Everything was very cold, even with the blow job she was giving me. I pulled it out of her mouth and she didn't protest. She just let her tongue slide over her lips. I finished undressing myself. My cock was coming down. I thought about canceling the date at that moment. Out of curiosity, I approached her and read what she was writing on her shoulder.
I just sucked a guy off in his apartment. New entry. 'He left my face greasy with his cum'. I raised an eyebrow, surprised. He was recounting what seemed to be a sexual encounter on his blog. I got excited. I grabbed my phone and turned on the camera. I placed it on the table, capturing the bed on the screen. Then, with the cock hard, I approached her and snatched the device from her hand. She looked at me angrily, and before she could protest, I threw myself over her, silencing her with a kiss. My hand was crawling up her crotch, that cameltoe I had seen in the square.
-Don't you think it's more fun to do it than imagine it, Lisbeth?- I whispered in her ear, almost a whisper. She moaned quietly.
Who is Lisbeth? he asked, letting himself be done.
You, now. I wouldn't like to call you Cachonda90_60_90-. She laughed. At least I had managed to change the scowl on her face towards the world. When I noticed she was paying attention to me, I lit a cigarette and sat down.
Undress- I ordered. She sat on the bed, hesitating. -What are you waiting for? We've come to this, haven't we?- She took off her shirt, leaving only her bra on. A surprisingly erotic garment compared to Lisbeth's rest of wardrobe. It was black, with a lace at the union of the cups, transparent and very sexy. The penis responded to the visual stimulus, releasing some drops of liquid. I grabbed my phone, aiming at the girl's face.
-Are you recording?- he asked. His tone didn't show indignation or anger, but rather curiosity. I nodded, assuming I would continue doing so, no matter what he said.
It seemed to electrify her. She stroked her belly and breasts with the back of her hands, continuing up the neck until she lifted them above her head. She had a navel piercing. She let herself fall back onto the bed. She inserted her thumbs under the leggings, pulling them gently downwards, revealing the pale skin of her thighs. She raised her legs, leaving me with an impressive image of her buttocks and vulva, barely concealed by the black thong cord, matching the bra.
She stayed in her underwear and, incredibly, seemed like another person. Elegant with the set, explosive with her large vulva marked under the thong. She leaned on an elbow, sliding her hand under the intimate garment. Her fingers appeared on the lateral sides of the triangular fabric while looking at the camera with lust. Lisbeth liked being recorded. I let her touch herself a bit. I did the same, slowly.
Lisbeth got off the bed. She had a feline gait. She positioned herself between my open legs, allowing me to record her hidden Mount of Venus beneath the thong. I recorded there, then ascended up her stomach until reaching her breasts. With a quick gesture, I parted one cup, exposing the white skin and pink inflamed nipple.
-Do you like big tits?- she said, sweetly, squeezing the freed nipple between her long-nailed fingers. -I like big cocks- she continued, leading the same hand to my member. I appreciated the attention with a groan. -Record this- she finished, putting the cock in her mouth.
Now it's true. Now there was that lust in her blow job that I had missed before. Kneeling between my legs, with the cock in her mouth and showing me her butt, it was like I wanted to see her. She sucked with eagerness, looking at the camera every now and then. 'Record me eating your cock!' she demanded without taking it out. She shook her balls, bit into the meat. Now it was hot.
I caught her by the pink hair, forcing her to release her grip. She opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to catch the meat. I gave her a slap on the cheek. She liked it. I put my hand under the bra, roughly searching for the soft skin of the lower part of her breasts, freeing both melons. I played with the nipples while she did the same with my testicles. I stood up, positioning myself right above her. I caught her by the hair, bringing my tongue from the balls to the butt. She didn't find it disgusting, in fact, she plunged her tongue into it eagerly, holding me by the buttocks.
From a push, I threw her onto the floor. She lay there, stretched out, with her breasts in the air and her legs apart. I grabbed her face, with flushed cheeks and her melons outside of her bra. I pointed to the garment. She started taking it off. The armpit hair appeared on the recording, dark. I wondered if that whole dog-flute pose wasn't to feel accepted by someone, because the lingerie was expensive, and otherwise, she seemed perfectly depilated.
I focused on her groin. She parted her thighs, passing a saucy hand over the vulva. The Mount of Venus was very prominent. I pushed the strip of fabric between her lips, groaning as I did so. I grabbed those fleshy, wet lips while she twisted the thong between them. She turned around, showing an exciting butt. The thong strap was going between her buttocks. I approached my hand and parted the flesh, taking a close-up of that area. Lisbeth let out a sigh when the edge of my hand ran along the entire slit, lifting the strip of skin to make it stick in the pussy.
-Do you like this, Lisbeth?-
-I love you, damn it!-
-Do you want to fuck now, or do you prefer playing with your mobile phone?-
I want you to keep touching me like this-
He buried my head between her arms, submissive, ready to let you do whatever I wanted. Unhooked the bra with one hand, sliding the mobile phone under her body to record the girl's hanging breasts.
My cock was rubbing against her buttocks, which she squeezed and moved with lust. It was very hot. And I too. I slapped her breasts until they turned pink. With each blow, Lisbeth moaned and pulled away, only to offer me her group immediately again. I lowered the thong down to mid-thigh, finally freeing the rabbit, which I filmed up close. It was dripping liquid. Her button, matching the lips, was large and well-visible.
I suppose the girl had more than one problem with that guy, who showed up so much in any tight-fitting garment. Like in the leggings that were lying on the floor.
You've got it all big, huh? I said, not stopping to record. - Big tits, a big pussy, a big mouth... - I put my hand on the seam, covering her entirely.
She pressed her vulva against the palm, lifting her head and letting out a puffing sound. She felt the warmth and humidity of her sex. Slowly, I was sinking a finger into the pussy, caressing the prominent clitoris with the phalanx. More than one finger could fit there.
-Do you like punishing your prisoners like this? asked Lisbeth. She had leaned on her elbows to free her hands, which she had brought to her stomach and breasts. I recorded how she was squeezing a nipple with force.
-Do you think this is punishment? I replied, sliding a second finger down the same path as the previous one. Groaning gurgling from the back of my throat.
-¡¡GODSSSSSS!!- screamed the girl when I hit her with a third finger, starting to screw her hard. She lifted herself up on her hands, stretching her back to better withstand the hand's attacks.
Her liquids were dripping down her thighs, soaking the thong's waistband on one thigh. I was going to leave my phone on the bed, ready to put it in until her throat, but she saw me. '-Don't stop recording!! Keep filming!!'- I stopped moving. She looked at me without understanding. Her body kept swaying, encouraging me to keep going. And I started pulling out one finger after another, causing evident consternation for Lisbeth. 'What's wrong? Why did you stop?'.
With the dripping hand of vaginal juices, I traced her spinal column, of pale skin, until reaching her neck. There, I pressed with force, forcing her to rest her cheek on the floor. I released her, and she remained in the same position, waiting for my next move, expectant of knowing what I would do.
I grabbed the mobile and placed it in such a way that it would record her face. She wiggled her ass, restless and excited. I got down on my knees behind her, arched over her ass and huge cock. I savored the view for a moment and then, slowly, I began to open up her buttocks, until her butt was exposed to my ravenous gaze.
I walked a finger over the perineum, watching as the anus contracted and the lips jumped. I was literally clapping with the rabbit, which continued to emit liquid. I massaged the rabbit with three fingers, soaking them, to lubricate the ass.
Lisbeth sighed with each stroke, lifting her breasts every time my hand ascended. Without her expecting it, I plunged my tongue into the butt, licking everything I found on my way.
She tried to get up with the invasion, so I forced her again to put herself down with her cheeks resting on the floor. The mobile didn't stop recording. I applied my tongue to the anus and sex, faster and faster each time, until Lisbeth, grabbing me by the hair, screamed and moaned, barely moving from her forced posture, until she reached orgasm.
She was disheveled, with her butt in the air and her arms completely extended on the floor. When I looked at her face, she had her eyes closed.
I grabbed my phone and with the cock erect, I sat on the bed to enjoy the video. From the girl's face asking 'Are you recording?' to the expressions of pure pleasure crossing her face when I ate her ass.
-Has it stayed well?- she asked, lying at my feet. The ten minutes of recording had given her time to recover. Although she should be feeling good, because she hadn't picked up her phone to comment on her state.
It's not bad - I replied. I looked at her with lust. The girl was still lying on the floor, with her head resting on her arms. Her breasts were rising and falling to the rhythm of her breathing, still with erect nipples. The thong halfway down my leg was driving me crazy. Her large shaved pussy was calling out to be fucked. –I'll save this video for my collection-. She immediately lifted her head, leaning on one arm.
-God damn it! I want it too!
-¿Are you going to put it on your Facebook?- I replied with a certain irony. He made a face. Not on Facebook, but maybe some social profile or other, for sure. I turned the camera back on again. –Well, if you want it, you'll have to give me something in return- I finished up, pointing my mobile at the erect penis in need of attention. Lisbeth smiled like a cat. I recorded the pink head crawling towards me, sensual, white, luminous.
-And... what do I have to do?- purred at the camera. The girl looked good, with that so libidinous pose and that so melodic tone. As a way of answering, I approached my cock to her face, hitting her rosy cheeks with the glans.
She smiled, letting herself be done. She pulled out the tip of her tongue, leaving it a millimeter from my skin. On the mobile phone screen, only Lisbeth's face was visible. I thought something was missing. I stood up. She, seated with her hands resting on the floor, offered an erotic view. From there, she was recording her pink hair, her slender back, and her powerful breasts. Besides, I saw her well-opened thighs and the deep channel formed by her pressed breasts. She looked at the camera with a certain sadness, although lust shone in her eyes.
-I don't know, girl. You have a cock in front of your nose...- Without lifting her hands from the floor, she pulled out her tongue and licked the stalk. She took her time licking it for the second time, which I really enjoyed.
He started with the eggs, continued with the stalk and ended up spreading the pre-seminal liquid droplets all over the calyx, all of it without touching my cock with my hands, only with my tongue, lips, and cheeks.
After several slow passes, he started kissing, long kisses, almost sucks, all over the sex, kissing the inner part of my thighs. With the tip of his tongue, he was going down from the crown to the testicles, and continued, getting between my legs to end up just below me.
The camera was recording my cock with the pink background of the girl's hair. What it couldn't reproduce was the pleasure Lisbeth gave me while delicately playing with her tongue on my butt. She stayed like that for a bit, kissing the male perineum, probing her tongue into my anus, until she placed her hands on my ankles, climbing up my shins to grab my buttocks. She crawled across the floor, and I with her, until we ended up with our heads resting against the edge of the bed. She looked at the camera and winked an eye mischievously while massaging her breasts.
-What do you prefer?- he asked. I didn't know. I was debating between licking her mouth or her breasts. Like so many other times, I wanted to have two tails to enjoy both sensations at the same time. After a moment of doubts, which Lisbeth used to run her long nails over my testicles, causing glorious shivers in me, I made up my mind.
Bent my knees, spat between her breasts and placed it between them. Lisbeth, smiling triumphantly, leaned back a bit, helping with her hands to pin down the member. Flattened, the breasts seemed less attractive, but they were soft and warm.
Slowly, I started to cum, with a long journey, so that all my cock could enjoy the soft melons of Lisbeth. She was looking at the camera, letting herself be done, sticking out her tongue each time the foreskin appeared between the white flesh. I didn't worry about lubricating the area because she took care of moistening it with saliva on the penis, and my own liquids helped.
-I can suck it while you're screwing my tits- he said, between licking and licking. -It's really big-.
-Would you prefer her smaller? I asked, speeding up the pace.
She shook her head, searching without finding the meat with her mouth. The rhythm of the thrusts was already high. I reached the point of deciding whether to run between her breasts or stop to screw her as God intended, so I stopped the rhythm, threw my phone onto the bed and grabbed her by the arms.
She helped me, lying on her back in bed and grabbing the phone. She pointed the camera at her back, while I was just finishing up removing the thong and aiming at the center of her target.
When I was about to do it, she rolled over, escaping. I was left with a stiff cock and a foolish face. Lisbeth, as quick as lightning, threw me onto the bed and started sucking like her life depended on it, with the phone close to her face, filming the fellatio in close-up. I admit that being recorded made me very horny, so I let her continue. The only bad thing about that position is that my hands were orphans of flesh to touch.
She almost put it all in her mouth. Few women have been able to eat my cock until the end, but Lisbeth made real efforts until she had hiccups. When she lifted her face to look at me, her mascara had run, giving her the appearance of a raped girl. An appearance that got me to a thousand.
Lie down - I ordered. She obeyed. Her breasts spilled out onto her chest. -Open your legs-. She exposed her pussy to my view. I got between her legs. -Open it up-, I concluded. She did it with two fingers of one hand.
With the other one holding the mobile, pointing the camera at the cock that was going to get screwed immediately. I walked the prick along its slit, spreading his juices and mine, and finally attacked the center of his pleasures, slow but deep, until the balls prevented me from advancing further.
I saw the mobile phone aiming at the ceiling of the room, and Lisbeth closing her eyes and turning her head, seized by pure pleasure. I started pumping, making her tits dance to the rhythm of my hips. The girl recovered enough to continue recording the thrusts she was providing. She aimed at my face and let me do it, applying more vigor to the penetration.
I grabbed a breast with my hand, pinching the nipple. Lisbeth, excited, put her phone on the bed to wrap herself around me. She scratched my back with her long nails, squeezing my buttocks to feel more inside.
Fought with me to get on top until she succeeded. She placed her hands on my chest to master the force of the thrusts, taking control and rhythm of the screwing. I grabbed the mobile phone. She, concentrated on screwing me long and slow, didn't even notice that I was recording the entries and exits of the penis in her shaved pubes.
I ascended focusing on the belly, the navel with the piercing, leaving the tits out of frame, although they were determined to appear from time to time at the rhythm of Lisbeth's slow hips. I focused on how she was massaging one of the girl's breasts, squeezing and rubbing the inflamed nipple, while she rode me at an increasingly accelerated pace. Her moans and my sighs blended together forming the soundtrack for the short we were recording.
I felt the jolt in my butt muscles announcing the orgasm just as Lisbeth was coming for the second time, scratching at my chest. Not losing any time, I got out of her, pulling her without regard onto the bed, climbed up to her stomach while she was still living through her glorious orgasm and came pointing at her tits, splashing her face and pink hair, not stopping to record.
It was a nearly simultaneous, abundant, and quite long orgasm. It left us both in shreds, so I let myself fall onto her chest, pinning her beneath me. My cock remained trapped between my body and her stomach, still trembling from the force of the orgasm, still expelling the last remnants of semen onto her stomach. Panting, Lisbeth wrapped herself around me, rubbing her stomach against my back, spreading all the cum over both our bodies. She licked her fingers after wiping away the semen droplets scattered across her face. After a moment, she said:
-Record this-. He left me, leaving me lying on the bed. Then he was licking all my torso, from the nipples to the belly, where most of the ejaculation accumulated. Finally, he grabbed the tail and sucked up all the remaining residues, lowering the foreskin skin and lingering in the glans until it left it shiny.
It fascinated me how slow and precise he was, despite the slight pain I felt, because my dick, after a good screw, just wants to rest. He ended up smiling at the camera.
You've won the first video, no doubt, I said, turning off the mobile phone camera. But what are you going to do to win the second one?
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