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Many of us get turned on and the points overwhelm us. There are comments with a lot of vibe and they're appreciated. This is nothing more than sharing stories that excite us like all those who enjoy sex.
I think that night was very special, it started like many times talking, caressing each other, touching, feeling very sexual and excited. Feeling her tits on my chest grabbing her booty with both hands. Running along her leg to the pussy feeling all wet without even being able to put the tip of my glans in, it was really exciting. It seemed to have heard the doorbell of her boyfriend's house, and practically seeing that image of her beautiful booty exposed in four paws, naked, with a collar and a leash tied to the foot of an armchair. I couldn't get that image out of my head, her super fragile and young body about to be absolutely used for wild sex with her boyfriend from adolescence, her first sexual man. The one who was making her discover sex in its maximum expression for her age. I felt many jealousies and mixtures of envy, mixed with impotence because for me it was suffering something I didn't want... couldn't wait until the end of her story. I thought many things and were about to think that there were more bad than good things in this history that never dared to tell me. All those thoughts began to fade away when I heard from her a whisper, almost a murmur confessing to me.
She continues telling me: when I felt Lu stopped and didn't unlace me, I felt my pussy pulsating, I was in climax. I had the need for many things to happen and at that moment anything was good for my excitement. It had been many minutes since I couldn't see him or hear him, only feeling my moans. I didn't know what was happening and he wasn't coming back, with my hands trying to remove the collar from me but deep in my desires I didn't want everything I was feeling to end. Never felt so much confidence in someone, I think only in you at some limited moments.
When he said that I think my jealousy was terrible, I felt a terrifying disappointment, but I couldn't stop my excitement. I think my horns grew to an incredible level and I couldn't stay quiet saying: 'Hey baby, you've never had confidence in me?'. At that moment I realized it was very possible the story would end there and maybe I'd never know the ending of the story. I wanted to cut off both balls as a jealous masturbator.
She covered my mouth, didn't let me finish talking and told me she felt like a woman since her first boyfriend made her feel the pleasure of being a woman for the first time and never felt that security from a man again. The first thing that came to mind was thinking it's what this son of a slut did to her because after 20 years of marriage, this guy was still in first place and I became just one of his sexual desires and nothing more. I wasn't even hot or wanting to keep listening anymore. But he kissed me and told me you turn me on and make me enjoy every fantasy... I think he was giving me something so he wouldn't feel like a slut... everything had already gone to hell. And that code we always had of respecting and enjoying the stories we tell each other, I was the one ruining it.
She noticed it and confessed to me that she needed to tell me, what I had started as an exciting and hot story, was a perverse and psychological game. She couldn't stop and had this need, I began thinking about traumas, violations, I went to a thousand places that made me reflect and tell her that I always had to know that I respected and accompanied her everywhere, I wanted her to feel supported and the truth is that I had worried because I love her and I'm one of those who believe in people and more in the woman I chose many years ago.
She kissed me deeply, it wasn't just a kiss, she grabbed my cock and put it in the pussy of her use that was practically a soft, wet, and hot manjar. Barely entered my cock she finished and I felt like her fluids were soaking me without stopping, I felt like they were running through my legs, her warm fluids. And between her orgasm, I want more. You couldn't believe that almost orgasm without absolutely grabbing it with its very hard nipples, tremendous gasps and a deep scream from inside her being. All that supposed trauma and bad thoughts of mine turned out to be the exact opposite and I went back to needing to know what was that which had put her like that. It will continue.... Sorry it has been so long... promise to upload the fourth part, but I remember every detail and want to tell it. Hope you like it, waiting for your comments.
Many of us get turned on and the points overwhelm us. There are comments with a lot of vibe and they're appreciated. This is nothing more than sharing stories that excite us like all those who enjoy sex.I think that night was very special, it started like many times talking, caressing each other, touching, feeling very sexual and excited. Feeling her tits on my chest grabbing her booty with both hands. Running along her leg to the pussy feeling all wet without even being able to put the tip of my glans in, it was really exciting. It seemed to have heard the doorbell of her boyfriend's house, and practically seeing that image of her beautiful booty exposed in four paws, naked, with a collar and a leash tied to the foot of an armchair. I couldn't get that image out of my head, her super fragile and young body about to be absolutely used for wild sex with her boyfriend from adolescence, her first sexual man. The one who was making her discover sex in its maximum expression for her age. I felt many jealousies and mixtures of envy, mixed with impotence because for me it was suffering something I didn't want... couldn't wait until the end of her story. I thought many things and were about to think that there were more bad than good things in this history that never dared to tell me. All those thoughts began to fade away when I heard from her a whisper, almost a murmur confessing to me.She continues telling me: when I felt Lu stopped and didn't unlace me, I felt my pussy pulsating, I was in climax. I had the need for many things to happen and at that moment anything was good for my excitement. It had been many minutes since I couldn't see him or hear him, only feeling my moans. I didn't know what was happening and he wasn't coming back, with my hands trying to remove the collar from me but deep in my desires I didn't want everything I was feeling to end. Never felt so much confidence in someone, I think only in you at some limited moments.When he said that I think my jealousy was terrible, I felt a terrifying disappointment, but I couldn't stop my excitement. I think my horns grew to an incredible level and I couldn't stay quiet saying: 'Hey baby, you've never had confidence in me?'. At that moment I realized it was very possible the story would end there and maybe I'd never know the ending of the story. I wanted to cut off both balls as a jealous masturbator.She covered my mouth, didn't let me finish talking and told me she felt like a woman since her first boyfriend made her feel the pleasure of being a woman for the first time and never felt that security from a man again. The first thing that came to mind was thinking it's what this son of a slut did to her because after 20 years of marriage, this guy was still in first place and I became just one of his sexual desires and nothing more. I wasn't even hot or wanting to keep listening anymore. But he kissed me and told me you turn me on and make me enjoy every fantasy... I think he was giving me something so he wouldn't feel like a slut... everything had already gone to hell. And that code we always had of respecting and enjoying the stories we tell each other, I was the one ruining it.She noticed it and confessed to me that she needed to tell me, what I had started as an exciting and hot story, was a perverse and psychological game. She couldn't stop and had this need, I began thinking about traumas, violations, I went to a thousand places that made me reflect and tell her that I always had to know that I respected and accompanied her everywhere, I wanted her to feel supported and the truth is that I had worried because I love her and I'm one of those who believe in people and more in the woman I chose many years ago.She kissed me deeply, it wasn't just a kiss, she grabbed my cock and put it in the pussy of her use that was practically a soft, wet, and hot manjar. Barely entered my cock she finished and I felt like her fluids were soaking me without stopping, I felt like they were running through my legs, her warm fluids. And between her orgasm, I want more. You couldn't believe that almost orgasm without absolutely grabbing it with its very hard nipples, tremendous gasps and a deep scream from inside her being. All that supposed trauma and bad thoughts of mine turned out to be the exact opposite and I went back to needing to know what was that which had put her like that. It will continue.... Sorry it has been so long... promise to upload the fourth part, but I remember every detail and want to tell it. Hope you like it, waiting for your comments.
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