My name is Estefania, I'm 26 years old. I consider myself hot, but I've never been unfaithful, I like to fantasize about good-looking guys but nothing more, since I consider myself very reserved.
I'm a bit short at 1.58 and slender with fair skin that gets a lot of color in the summer, dark eyes, medium-length brown hair, and little breasts but a worked and beautiful ass.
This happened one weekend when Abel, my boyfriend's friend, came over for dinner.
He's a big and strong guy, although my boyfriend takes care of himself, he's not comparable, he's somewhat nice when he wants to be and despite being reserved with me, he was always close. The case is that the dinner went on with several bottles of wine and I ended up getting drunk before it got out of hand, so I decided to go to bed and didn't take long to fall asleep.
It was around 3:00 am when I felt my boyfriend literally throw himself onto the bed, quickly falling asleep and between his snores and the shock of him throwing himself at me, I woke up. So I went out into the living room to see how they had left it. When I got there, I saw the vodka bottle that was still full on the bar and only had four fingers of alcohol left, and when I turned around, I was surprised to see Abel curled up in one of the armchairs.
To be honest, I felt a little sorry for him, besides it was winter and it was quite cold, even though he was shaking a bit. I decided to try to get him to the guest room at the end of the hallway, tried to wake him up but it was impossible to get him to make sense and what with being big and stubborn too, he barely moved. I sat him down and I don't know how I managed to get him to stand up. I held onto him while he complained like a child, which made me laugh and feel tender.
He was heavy so I couldn't carry him on my side (you know how you carry drunk people) so I decided to put myself in front of him and then turned around passing his arms across my shoulders and leaning him against my back, I told him I'll walk and only replied barely mumbling, I started walking with my behind mine, while it grumbled, I couldn't stop laughing at how funny the situation was as the soundtrack of my boyfriend's snoring played in the background.
While we were walking, there were moments when I had to stop to rest a bit and just during those stops felt like his bulk rubbing against my buttocks had become erect with his member positioned over my fine pajamas in the middle of my buttocks, which initially annoyed me, even turning my head to look at it but seeing his face showed he was absent from the uncomfortable situation between our hips and more asleep than anything...
However, that felt quite prominent, I don't know why I did or rather yes, since he wasn't conscious and I was. So I inclined my hips, pulling out my butt and banging it against his package. I bit my lip at the morbid feeling it gave me, acknowledging that I got hot but kept guiding him until we reached the room, threw him on the bed and took off his shoes, was about to cover him up but thought of loosening his belt with the excuse he would sleep better and with the foolishness that he wouldn't notice rubbing against his bulk.
I went back to talking -Abel! Wake up!
But he wasn't awake. My heart accelerated and with some nervousness I unbuttoned the buckle of his belt and took it off but didn't dare touch his bulk, left the belt on the side of the bed and he moved a little, turned around to cover him and fixed my gaze on his thigh noting how his bulk now stretched towards one side, surely adjusting unconsciously, which generated a tingling sensation and I felt an immense curiosity to feel it. Something inside me was pushing me to unbutton his pants and loosen the zipper again as a pretext that he would be more like that...
While doing so, I couldn't stop looking at his bulk reclining on the right side and appreciating its good size.
With the tips of I followed the rules and translated the text from Spanish to English.
I was following the line marked on the pantaloon's fabric with my fingers and felt that thing that wasn't asleep in my company, while my fingers were tracing his member I looked at him to see if he had any reaction and would wake up, but he seemed deeply asleep.
And what if I took a look? I thought...
I just wanted to see what it was like and be sincere, compare it with my boyfriend's. So why not take a look, it would only be for a moment.
With almost trembling hands, I slowly lowered his pantaloon, leaving only the boxer that I could pull down almost by pulling on it, and that piece of flesh came out like a spring.
-The cum!!
It wasn't completely erect and was noticeably bigger than my boyfriend's when he was hard.
-Just looking- I told myself in my mind, while I could hear his deep breathing and my boyfriend's snoring in the background.
But my hands seemed to be palpitating for touching that thing and I felt an impressive heat in my vagina that was starting to get hotter than hot.
Almost by inertia, I started caressing it with my fingers first, then with the palm of my hand but without lifting it.
I suddenly turned back around - What am I doing? - I almost ran out of the room, but after taking a few steps down the hallway, I realized I couldn't leave it like that, at least I had to put his clothes back on. But first, I quickly went to my room because my boyfriend had stopped snoring and saw that he had rolled over onto his side and could check that he was still completely asleep, so I covered him with a blanket so he wouldn't wake up from the cold and closed our bedroom door.
With increasing morbidness, I returned to the other room and found him lying there half-hard, on his back on the edge of the bed, and I knelt down beside the bed, with my face just an inch away from that cock and started caressing it again, watching as it began to swell up under my touch. I couldn't help myself and took it in my right hand to lift it and measure its size, at that moment... appreciate the magnitude of the cock piece I had in my hands and couldn't help but start moving it with delicacy, looking to make sure Abel wasn't waking up, my left hand started searching for my vagina and began caressing my vaginal moisture. After a few minutes, I saw how my little hand was holding onto that piece of flesh, which was now wider than my wrist, it was completely erect and had grown a bit more, my pussy was completely wet and Abel was only stretching his legs slightly. I got up and took his cock with both hands, looking at him in the face, sliding the skin on that piece of cock up and down, my heart was beating so rapidly that I felt like I was going to explode, having that between my hands generated so much morbo for me, just seeing it completely erect and my boyfriend a few feet away, degenerated me into something I had never felt before. I continued with the masturbation, in which he started measuring the cock with his hands and holding onto it from the trunk with one hand, putting the other hand on top of it and releasing the grip on his body, allowing me to put my hand on top and appreciate how it protruded like I could cover it with another hand, I left completely blank, Abel's cock was barely protruding when he held it with two hands, which made me even hornier. I should have stopped but continued to masturbate him, I no longer usually gave oral sex to my boyfriend because it didn't stimulate me much, however that big red cock with a large glans like a Palos watermelon made my mouth water. I wanted to lick it, suck it, until I felt it well inside my pussy and as his body muscles tensed up and pressed against me feeling all his virility, my dirty brain was moving faster than my heart. I left the room altered and grabbed my phone, brought my face close to Abel's member, which was still erect, and took a selfie with the cock resting on my cheek. Morbo dominated me and finally it occurred to me to record him sucking it. I wanted souvenir material. I started licking the lower part of the trunk slowly with my tongue, moving up and down to then surround the glans, salivating it perfectly, before starting to suck its head gently.
With care, I started sucking his cock without hands, his member going in and out of my mouth as far as it could, while my saliva dripped down his pubic area.
I would stay quiet for moments, looking to see if he wasn't going to wake up. I took my phone again this time, activated the video from the front camera, while I looked at myself with a vicious face and pressed the record button, and there they had me recording myself sucking his cock off a stallion that seemed like a porn actor, not stopping looking at me on the phone screen and not recognizing me so excited, I was red, suffocating from heat and vice.
I stopped for a moment to avoid him waking up, didn't want that to happen since having him like that turned me on so much, plus he would think of my fox-like girlfriend sucking his cock if he opened his eyes.
I moved away, I was unbridled and about to commit the biggest mistake of my life by waking him up, but I managed to hold back as hot as a cat in heat.
By God, it was enormous, after some moments observing it, memorizing it inside me, I snapped out of my trance and how could I clean it, put his clothes back on, half-tape it, and left the room.
I went to my bed and there was my boyfriend sleeping peacefully, I took off the blanket in a certain way, annoyed, even wanted him to wake up, had my head spinning with that piece of meat, until I fell asleep.
The next day everything was unsettling, Abel was a bit quiet but didn't seem embarrassed and looked at me normally so I assumed it had all stayed in my mind like nothing had happened. We were having breakfast when... ask if they had seen my phone and almost choked on a sip of cum that was giving me a moment to remember I left it in Abel's room without saying anything, I got up and went into the room, took it feeling a deep shiver remembering what was recorded there and it put me hot again, but I didn't dare visualize it until I was completely alone at home...
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