This is the story of Naiara, Rocío and Valeria, three sisters who live in a village where their lives change as different people get involved with them, helping them discover new limits and leading them down different paths of pleasure. This story is fiction, that doesn't mean some events aren't real...
CHAPTER 1
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Intervention 3: Butterflies (Javier)
What seemed to be a perfect, beautiful, and lasting relationship hung by a very fine and frayed thread that seemed about to break at any moment. I've been completely in love with Rochi for years and don't think of another woman more perfect for me than her. But it's also true that living apart, the distance, and the longing to share more moments together make the relationship wear out little by little. I can't say what's really going on with me because that would destroy her and I wouldn't be able to live with it, but there are times when I think about whether our relationship has a future like this. I don't think I can take it much longer.
When I got engaged to Rochi, I knew I was doing the right thing. She's perfect, beautiful, tender, nice, and romantic, everything I like in someone I want to be with. Her kisses are addictive and her sweet and melodic voice captivates me every time I hear it. Her body excites me in a unique way and her skin heats me up so much that I provoke touching her every time I see her. I love her good-girl face and small eyes that look at me with desire. She drives me crazy with her beautiful and firm booty and her small tits hypnotize me every time they're in front of me. No one has ever provoked something similar in me, and that can only mean one thing.
But since I decided to come to the city to study, knowing she was going to stay in the village, I knew our relationship wouldn't be easy. The first year passed quickly for me, even though it wasn't the same for her. The fact of experiencing a lot of new things, meeting people from other places, and living experiences I hadn't lived before (like living alone), made the months fly by and the return to the village for summer vacation was just around the corner. That was the summer of love, since there wasn't a single day when we didn't see each other and stay at less than a moment alone. We would take advantage of the afternoons to lock ourselves in her room or mine and kiss, caress each other, give love or simply sleep together for a while. It was one of the happiest moments of my life and she knew it because I let her know when I moved back to the city at the beginning of the following year.
But that second year was completely different. The faculty became much heavier and time started passing much more slowly. It's true that we didn't stop talking every day and never went more than two weeks without seeing each other in person, but things were noticeable different. Rochi was much sadder and our encounters passed from being moments of happiness to opportunities for relieving sorrows and sadnesses, mainly hers. Because that year Rochi realized she wasn't doing much with her life and didn't enjoy staying locked up in her town without knowing what to do. Painting was her only lifeline and it wasn't working the same way as it had the previous year, despite my insistence that she move with me and start studying fine arts or something similar, she didn't seem to have the motivation to keep doing it. The fights became more frequent and her need to be with me and talk to me all the time overwhelmed me to the point where I would ignore her messages for days before responding at night.
The second summer was our chance to revive a bit of the couple. We would take advantage of the moments we had alone to talk, relieve our sorrows and recapture each other with small romantic and tender gestures from both sides. The arrival of her older sister Naiara was a problem for quite some time, but it solved itself after a few months when they had the opportunity to talk on a trip to the city. However, the major complication I saw in those summer months was at a sexual level. And is that something had changed in my person I didn't know how to bring it up without her feeling belittled. Sex with Rochi was amazing, it drove me crazy. Her body made me hard and her kisses always left me wanting more. However, there was something going through my mind that I couldn't concretize with her.
When I moved to the city, I knew I would have to calm my sexual needs in another way since I wouldn't be near my girlfriend all the time. That's why I started watching videos very frequently and discovered that there were certain things that excited me and I had never tried before. Rochi was very shy during sex, very quiet and simple, something I liked but didn't always excite me. In the videos I watched, there were protagonists much more daring, morbid and direct. Women who did things that had never been done to me and were willing to try new things, whether it was dominating the situation completely, poses I had never seen or experienced role-playing games and extreme locations. Suddenly I started feeling more attracted to the videos on my cell phone screen than to what we did with my girlfriend, and this was becoming a problem.
This third year was weird. Dante and Ramiro, who were also studying in the city, were much more dedicated to their studies and had left social gatherings during the week aside. Ludmila, Rochi's cousin, replaced them. She lived quite close to the apartment I rented and often stayed available to hang out, have a beer or just pass the time. In just two months we realized we were having a great time together and got along much better than when we lived in the village. It had become my confidant and I encouraged her to listen to some concerns about my relationship while she listened attentively and tried to advise me on what to do. better way. However, the third time Rochi came to visit me in the city, things did not go as I expected. I was telling Carolina, my new friend who had met at the gym, when Ariela sent a photo of the previous night to our group with the guys from high school. The problem was that I had told my girlfriend that I had stayed home studying that night, but in reality I was at the bar with the others. In that photo, you could see me talking to a colleague from the faculty who I had just met. The situation obviously got out of hand since Rochi thought I had lied and started crying, saying she wanted to go back to her hometown right then. Despite my efforts, I couldn't convince her that I was with another girl and she ended up grabbing her things and leaving for her hometown on the first bus heading in that direction. It was a horrible moment where we both yelled at each other and she even told me that I wasn't the same guy she had fallen in love with anymore. As soon as she got home, she called me, apologized, and I tried again to convince her that I hadn't been with anyone and just went out dancing after talking to her and telling her I was staying home studying. But Rochi didn't believe my words and told me we should talk another day. She hung up on me and despite me calling her twice more, she didn't answer at any point. I didn't know what to do in that moment, I didn't know what to think. I called Ludmila and told her I was in crisis, I had fought with her cousin, and I needed to talk urgently. My friend arrived at my apartment half an hour later and after talking for a long time, she told me I had to distract myself, think about something else, and that everything would be fine the next day. Without thinking too much or reasoning clearly, we decided to go out dancing alone that night and distract ourselves from our minds. We bought a few cans of beer and kept drinking as the afternoon ended and night began. It was like we were brothers, so I went to take a bath while she stayed in the living room and changed in front of her, showing off my underwear without any problem. After that, we finished the last beers and went to a nearby bowling alley with the intention of having a good time.
The problem was that not long after arriving and ordering a drink, something happened that changed the course of the night. I looked up in the middle of the dance floor and for a fraction of seconds saw my girlfriend dancing just a few meters away from where we were standing. Unable to believe it, I turned back and checked that Rochi was there, dancing with some girls I didn't know and singing along to the song at the top of her lungs. I still couldn't accept what I was seeing, so I told Ludmila to look too and she quickly assured me it wasn't her cousin, but a girl who looked very similar. But I was still convinced it was my girlfriend, so I left my friend behind and walked through the crowd until I got to where this girl was.
Before I could say anything, the girl turned to the side and thanks to the muscle shirt she was wearing, I could see the tattoo of two butterflies on her left shoulder. As if this had hypnotized me, I stayed looking at it unable to believe what I was seeing. Clemente had had a lot to drink and the alcohol was playing tricks on me, but I thought I saw the butterflies fluttering for a fraction of seconds. Rochi! I said out loud so she could hear me and the girl turned around and looked at me without really understanding what was going on. At that moment I realized it wasn't her, she had a more pointed nose and her eyes were a light brown color. Taking those two details and the butterfly tattoo, the girl was exactly like my girlfriend, including her smile.
-I love your tattoo.- I said leaving words to escape from my mouth without thinking. - Thanks.- She replied, emphasizing her smile and I had a huge desire to kiss her.- What are you drinking?- She asked when she saw that I wasn't saying anything else and was looking at her a bit dazed. - I don't know.- I responded because I couldn't remember what I had ordered at the bar. - Can I try it?- She asked, making her smile even more beautiful as she approached me and placed her hand on my glass. I nodded with my head and the girl took a sip of the sorbet without stopping looking at me. - You're very pretty.- I said, focusing on her eyes, the feature that most made me realize I wasn't talking to Rochi, but to a stranger.- I love your tattoo. It looks like butterflies are moving.- I added after she thanked my first compliment. - ¡Did you see?!- She told me as if I were the first person to notice that detail.- I have more butterfly tattoos. Do you want to see? We entered my room wrapped in a sea of kisses and touching that was getting hotter and hotter. I don't remember when we stopped against a wall, but we did. Neither do I remember when I proposed going to my apartment or if it was she who suggested the idea of going to a more intimate place. The next thing I remember is that we were both lying on the bed kissing each other very hot and feeling each other's warm skin. The girl with butterflies took off her muscular top and revealed that there was a second tattoo on her chest, which I could see partially because the bra covered most of it. However, my fascination with the ink stain was such that I lifted my hand and touched her skin to check if it wasn't a real insect, but just a tattoo. - Slowly we started taking off our clothes and began kissing each other more hotly. She lay on her back and I positioned myself over her body to take off my shirt and let her hands explore my chest. I took advantage of the moment to unhook her bra and see that tattoo completely covering her beautiful breasts. They were the same size as Rochi's, which fascinated me, so I dedicated myself to fondling and sucking them for a good while, while she told me how much she liked the way I moved my tongue. And it was because the butterfly girl talked all the time, and her words got stuck in my head, exciting and warming me completely.
I went down her body until I reached her legs and after checking that there were no butterflies in that area, I dedicated myself to giving her pleasure with my tongue.
Her moans didn't take long to appear, and when they did, my head flew off. Unlike Rochi, who was usually quiet and didn't make many sounds, this girl moaned and screamed with enthusiasm, just like the girls in the videos I loved watching. That reaction of pleasure and joy motivated me to keep sucking her, passing my tongue all over and moving it wildly. I felt like her waist was trembling and her legs were opening and closing all the time with the movement of my tongue.
Ah, I love this! she said every time the tip of my tongue rested on her clitoris and moved from side to side. It was as if my dream was coming true.
When I went back up her body, she hugged me and kissed me passionately, tasting the humidity of her body on my lips. She gave me time to find a condom and took advantage of it to finish taking off her clothes and settling in the center of the bed while I admired her with fascination. I positioned myself on top of her again and penetrated her slowly, observing her expressions of pleasure. Her mouth opened subtly as my cock entered her body, and she rewarded me with new moans that completely drove me crazy. Ah, yes! I love it! You're so big! she said at the same time as I moved slowly forward and backward, giving her pleasure. Her words entered my head and drove me crazy. I pulled out of the blue thanks to her moans and started screwing her like a maniac. I knew that wasn't what Rochi liked, she preferred soft and romantic sex, but at that moment I wasn't with her. The tattooed girl seemed to love rough and violent sex, as she kept asking for more and more while scratching my back and slapping my booty with each slap I gave her. Our lips were constantly meeting in hot and sloppy kisses that we exchanged to get even hotter. Her nails were digging into my shoulder blades and for some reason it was driving me crazy.
Then I dared to ask if she had any other tattoos I hadn't seen, despite being completely naked. To my surprise, the girl replied yes and finished getting down on all fours in front of me, revealing a third and final tattoo at the height of her waist above her booty. As if I was under the same spell, I knelt behind her and licked it. Slightly lowering myself from her tattoo to her booty, I licked her for a few seconds before going back to taste her pussy with my lips. Ah yes! You're going to make me cum! she confessed, and then I knelt behind her and thrust my cock into her until the end with all my might.
Grabbing her waist and not taking my eyes off the tattoo above her booty, I started screwing her violently. My cock was almost completely in and out of her body, and it seemed to delight her. She moaned and screamed like a madwoman, asking for more and more every moment. One of my hands rested on top of her tattoo and I tried to grab the butterfly but it was stuck to her body. It seemed so real, as if it were constantly fluttering, but in reality it was her body moving with each thrust of my cock into her pussy. She didn't take long to cum and let me know with a sharp pleasure-filled moan that pierced my Her head and she turned me completely crazy. Then she told me she wanted to make me cum on her and I immediately thought it was going to ride me. But she lay down on her back and asked me to wash the butterfly that was in her breast with my cum. Unable to hold myself back from pleasing her, I positioned myself above her belly and she started to suck me off in an incredible way. The semen didn't take long to arrive and I unloaded everything onto her body, painting the black butterfly white while she gasped and moaned to excite me. Then I looked into her eyes and realized again that they were light brown, completely different from Rochi's, my girlfriend. As if reason seized hold of me suddenly, I told the girl with butterflies that what we were doing wasn't right. My nervousness became so evident that as soon as she got out of the shower, changed, and left the apartment. What had I done? I was trying to remember when everything had gone wrong all at once. I was at the bar with Ludmila... Ludmila! Had she seen it all? Had she seen me hook up with the girl with butterflies and leave the bar with her? What had I done? If my relationship had been hanging by a thread for a long time, that night of alcohol and wild madness broke the thread.
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