PART 3 final.
We climbed the building's stairs, surrounded by the smell of marijuana and alcohol. Valentina walked with a security that fascinated me, as if she were in her own territory, as if the entire building belonged to her. We reached her door, a simple number 2-B painted with peeling paint. She took out the keys from her pant pocket and inserted them into the lock.
As the door opened, Valentina looked at me with a smile that left me breathless. I'm going to put on a song I love, she said, before I could respond, pulling out a CD by Gulp! from the shelf and putting it on the radio.
The living room was dark, except for a small lamp on the desk casting long shadows. Her red skirt fell onto the worn-out floor, Valentina searched among the bags for a hair tie to leave her delicate cleavage exposed, my mind was flooded with desires. Valentina turned around, looked at me, and lit the radio.
Suddenly, a melody sounded that gave me goosebumps, but with a sensual rhythm that, along with what we had smoked, made me feel hypnotized.
Well, Mati..., she said with a smile that made me feel like things were getting serious, Do you want to see my room?.
Guide me, I'm lost, I said while winking. In my mind, it was okay. She let out a little smile and took my hand.
Her room was humble, like everyone's, but very tidy, with some books. Which surprised me quite a bit. It also had some vinyl records by rock bands and many plants.
What's going on? she said with a defiant tone, Is this the first time a young lady invites you to her room?
That little game of making you step on the stick that cuties have made me want to take everything out and throw her onto the bed.
First time I see someone so tidy, I said, following the game.
And if you don't behave, it'll be the last, she whispered while throwing me onto the bed.
The moonlight projected onto the Curtains painted my eyes with the most beautiful silhouette I ever saw. She only had on a red thong that perfectly matched her reddish eyes and her round top.
I said 'Indian forgiveness, dear' in my mind and slowly untied the knot of the shirt's sleeve. She didn't stay behind and started taking off my jeans. We were left in our underwear.I started kissing her all over, first little pecks on the mouth, then others on the nipples, one on the belly button, and slowly I was going down until I started listening to some moans, her voice getting louder every time. My tongue explored every part of her crotch, I had become addicted to that smell. After a while she got totally excited and suddenly sat up on the bed and planted a kiss on me, but one of those juicy kisses only good lovers know how to give. With each kiss I was getting harder and harder until she noticed and started massaging it down there, I knew her mouth had watered so I pulled her. Can you only give rich kisses with that tongue? And something more she said while getting on all fours. She almost ripped off my boxer shorts and started licking me slowly. First she gave me some gentle kisses, then she was licking me up and down while looking at me with a face like a slut that couldn't believe it. When she had licked me all over I looked at her and she said I've never seen a cock as hard as yours while slapping my ass with my piece. I was already so turned on from the foreplay, totally surrendered to desire and she wasn't far behind. I grabbed her ponytail that had formed and helped her finish her job. She did it spectacularly, looking at me all the time and almost swallowing it all whole. I had to stop after 10 minutes because she was going to fill my mouth with cum. Now I want you to come in me she said with a surrendered voice. I didn't say a word and put her on all fours. She was totally gone, and nobody was going to stop me. I grabbed her wrists and started screwing her like an animal, our screams could be heard throughout the neighborhood but we didn't care. Seeing that beautiful ass in all its glory was a divine gift, it looked like a heart. I just kept following my impulses, no longer controlling what I did, between the psychedelic music, the alcohol and the joint, I was totally gone.I started to nalguear him beautifully, those chirlos were really enjoyable. His clear skin turned reddish. I left my hand marks on him so he would remember who screwed him well.
After about 20 minutes of screwing at full speed, I heard a loud cry of pleasure, different from his moans. He got all tight and that made me finish with him. I couldn't get out, so I left everything inside. He didn't even bother to say anything, just said he was going to take the pill the next day. I felt more relaxed. Screwing for so long had tired both of us out. We lay there on the bed, disheveled and without clothes. A beautiful scene.
It was already daytime, the sun was filtering in through the gap in the blind. Everything seemed fine, or so I thought. I woke up to a loud noise, like they were struggling with the door, Valen heard it too.
Uh, I left it locked with a key, must be my brother, she said half-asleep.
Valen's phrase woke me up like a cold glass of water. In my state of total intoxication and smoking, I didn't remember anything about Cuza at all. Ready, that idiot is going to kill me, I thought with a shiver running down my back. But suddenly, Valen opened a tiny hidden door inside the closet.
Get in quickly, if my brother sees you, he won't count, she whispered urgently, her voice trembling with tension.
But why, where are we going? Am I going to end up in Narnia?, I asked in a slightly ironic tone to try to calm her down.
No, boludo, that little door takes you to the corridors next door. My brother did it in case something fell through, she replied with a hint of impatience.
The corridors next door had been abandoned since a fire in an apartment years ago. Now they were filled with cracks and cobwebs. What's called a holding cell.
I knew that if I got in there, it was very likely they would rob or kill me. However, at that moment, I was much more afraid of Cuza.
I gave her a movie kiss, hoping that gesture would... If it gave some kind of peace in the midst of chaos, and I slipped out through the door without hesitation. Comment if you want another part. Or if you'd like a different type of story.
We climbed the building's stairs, surrounded by the smell of marijuana and alcohol. Valentina walked with a security that fascinated me, as if she were in her own territory, as if the entire building belonged to her. We reached her door, a simple number 2-B painted with peeling paint. She took out the keys from her pant pocket and inserted them into the lock.
As the door opened, Valentina looked at me with a smile that left me breathless. I'm going to put on a song I love, she said, before I could respond, pulling out a CD by Gulp! from the shelf and putting it on the radio.
The living room was dark, except for a small lamp on the desk casting long shadows. Her red skirt fell onto the worn-out floor, Valentina searched among the bags for a hair tie to leave her delicate cleavage exposed, my mind was flooded with desires. Valentina turned around, looked at me, and lit the radio.
Suddenly, a melody sounded that gave me goosebumps, but with a sensual rhythm that, along with what we had smoked, made me feel hypnotized.
Well, Mati..., she said with a smile that made me feel like things were getting serious, Do you want to see my room?.
Guide me, I'm lost, I said while winking. In my mind, it was okay. She let out a little smile and took my hand.
Her room was humble, like everyone's, but very tidy, with some books. Which surprised me quite a bit. It also had some vinyl records by rock bands and many plants.
What's going on? she said with a defiant tone, Is this the first time a young lady invites you to her room?
That little game of making you step on the stick that cuties have made me want to take everything out and throw her onto the bed.
First time I see someone so tidy, I said, following the game.
And if you don't behave, it'll be the last, she whispered while throwing me onto the bed.
The moonlight projected onto the Curtains painted my eyes with the most beautiful silhouette I ever saw. She only had on a red thong that perfectly matched her reddish eyes and her round top.
I said 'Indian forgiveness, dear' in my mind and slowly untied the knot of the shirt's sleeve. She didn't stay behind and started taking off my jeans. We were left in our underwear.I started kissing her all over, first little pecks on the mouth, then others on the nipples, one on the belly button, and slowly I was going down until I started listening to some moans, her voice getting louder every time. My tongue explored every part of her crotch, I had become addicted to that smell. After a while she got totally excited and suddenly sat up on the bed and planted a kiss on me, but one of those juicy kisses only good lovers know how to give. With each kiss I was getting harder and harder until she noticed and started massaging it down there, I knew her mouth had watered so I pulled her. Can you only give rich kisses with that tongue? And something more she said while getting on all fours. She almost ripped off my boxer shorts and started licking me slowly. First she gave me some gentle kisses, then she was licking me up and down while looking at me with a face like a slut that couldn't believe it. When she had licked me all over I looked at her and she said I've never seen a cock as hard as yours while slapping my ass with my piece. I was already so turned on from the foreplay, totally surrendered to desire and she wasn't far behind. I grabbed her ponytail that had formed and helped her finish her job. She did it spectacularly, looking at me all the time and almost swallowing it all whole. I had to stop after 10 minutes because she was going to fill my mouth with cum. Now I want you to come in me she said with a surrendered voice. I didn't say a word and put her on all fours. She was totally gone, and nobody was going to stop me. I grabbed her wrists and started screwing her like an animal, our screams could be heard throughout the neighborhood but we didn't care. Seeing that beautiful ass in all its glory was a divine gift, it looked like a heart. I just kept following my impulses, no longer controlling what I did, between the psychedelic music, the alcohol and the joint, I was totally gone.I started to nalguear him beautifully, those chirlos were really enjoyable. His clear skin turned reddish. I left my hand marks on him so he would remember who screwed him well.After about 20 minutes of screwing at full speed, I heard a loud cry of pleasure, different from his moans. He got all tight and that made me finish with him. I couldn't get out, so I left everything inside. He didn't even bother to say anything, just said he was going to take the pill the next day. I felt more relaxed. Screwing for so long had tired both of us out. We lay there on the bed, disheveled and without clothes. A beautiful scene.
It was already daytime, the sun was filtering in through the gap in the blind. Everything seemed fine, or so I thought. I woke up to a loud noise, like they were struggling with the door, Valen heard it too.
Uh, I left it locked with a key, must be my brother, she said half-asleep.
Valen's phrase woke me up like a cold glass of water. In my state of total intoxication and smoking, I didn't remember anything about Cuza at all. Ready, that idiot is going to kill me, I thought with a shiver running down my back. But suddenly, Valen opened a tiny hidden door inside the closet.
Get in quickly, if my brother sees you, he won't count, she whispered urgently, her voice trembling with tension.
But why, where are we going? Am I going to end up in Narnia?, I asked in a slightly ironic tone to try to calm her down.
No, boludo, that little door takes you to the corridors next door. My brother did it in case something fell through, she replied with a hint of impatience.
The corridors next door had been abandoned since a fire in an apartment years ago. Now they were filled with cracks and cobwebs. What's called a holding cell.
I knew that if I got in there, it was very likely they would rob or kill me. However, at that moment, I was much more afraid of Cuza.
I gave her a movie kiss, hoping that gesture would... If it gave some kind of peace in the midst of chaos, and I slipped out through the door without hesitation. Comment if you want another part. Or if you'd like a different type of story.
4 comentários - Next-door neighbor of 2-B (Part 3) finale?