My life had a different course. One Saturday at noon in the middle of winter, with a heat worthy of January that took everyone by surprise, I was taking sun on my balcony with the top part of my bikini on and a jean short. The neighbor across the street was watching me enjoy those sun rays while reflecting on my life and trying to get his girlfriend/wife not to reprimand him for his mischief. Between my thoughts, I recapitulated everything that had grown in me over the last time. I wasn't as innocent anymore and neither was I so naive. The city had changed me and I was happy with my new facet. In my studies, I was doing very well, managing to combine them with my new job, which I managed to make a place for myself and gain many things through my own merit. Even Miguel's respect. With Bian we were having an incredible cohabitation, she was very happy going out with Fede, the boy we had met a few months ago at that time. I only saw Lu again when crossing paths with him on some plan with Fede but nothing more happened between us. It wasn't what I wanted for myself. Although he kept insisting, I had already decided to move forward. In my reflections, I even wondered if love existed for me. Why if I was so enamored, it cost me so much? If I had had romantic relationships with girls and boys, why didn't it happen to me? I remembered my great loves of the last time. Those relationships that couldn't be closed. Nadia was one of them, I knew from the beginning that we weren't compatible, but maybe because of that, I found myself so in love. On the other hand, there was Gonzalo, never had I been so in love with someone and like an idiot I lost him for not valuing him or animating myself to make the effort. I grabbed my phone to write a message to Gon. I did the routine as always. Reviewed his Instagram before, he posted little and nothing, there were no novelty, I was intimidated and never opened WhatsApp.
In those moments I hated myself. A lot of time had passed and each time I felt him more distant and impossible.
I put on music and continued with my task of bronzing. I noticed that my spy had left, maybe he got bored or simply received the challenge from his wife.
I took advantage of the situation and opened the top part, freeing my breasts to the sun. A sequence of national rock songs played in the background while I hummed each song.
Several themes passed until I remembered the situation I was in and my lack of attention to the surroundings.
I looked alarmed at my spy's balcony and fortunately he wasn't there. Poor guy must have dreamed about that moment and never got to see it.
I got up to get some water without worrying about anything, not even my semi-nakedness, when I ran into my friend who had just woken up.
Start the day off right, she said laughing at seeing me walk around in my breasts. Irony because she was only wearing a short top as pajamas and a thong that got lost between her booty.
I greeted her and offered to make some mates. Obviously she accepted, and while I boiled the water, I proceeded to cover myself up.
Let's talk about your birthday! Bianca said, who knew it wasn't worth celebrating. The difference was that in previous years she wasn't in Buenos Aires so she couldn't do what she wanted and force me to gather friends.
Obviously there was a back-and-forth which I always knew I wouldn't win, so I did it just to annoy her. I tried to refuse but she bulldozed my arguments with a suck my dick.
Her raspy voice gave a sexy touch to waking up. She had gone out partying with Fede and some of his friends (including Lu, who seemed to insist on me joining them).
We talked about their things with Fede and how well they were going. To give more accuracy to my previous words, that Saturday marked three months since I met him. It wasn't anything yet but it gave me a warm feeling to remember the date.
That night I was going to be alone seemed. Bianca was going to dinner with Fede and I had to find my own plans.
I sent a message to Vale, even though we spoke constantly, it had been a long time since we last got together. She was my first friend when I arrived in Buenos Aires.
In fact, I didn't know the apartment, so we agreed to order sushi and chat quietly to catch up.
She accepted and we agreed to meet at 9 pm.
The heat continued throughout the afternoon and I took advantage of being home to wear a loose, short dress that seemed like it was from the beach, something transparent.
Vale appeared beautiful as always, I'm not lying when she has one of the prettiest faces I've ever seen in my life. Her lips were irresistible to fantasize!
She also wore a dress but more elegant, electric blue with strips. It looked precious on her.
My first question was about Eze, but not his boyfriend, rather his work lover. Between laughs she told me that he had already cut it off, the last time was at that birthday where I got her hooked up with him.
She told me that even though sex wasn't memorable with her boyfriend, she accepted a little because it's the person she chose and should be respected.
The wine opened up the conversation to get more spicy. She was surprised by many of the stories I told her, she had known me since I arrived inexperienced, she couldn't believe my sexual liberation in recent times.
She gave me details about her partner, duration, size, everything... Even already quite drunk she complained about how badly he sucked (if he did!).
Her way of telling it made me laugh out loud, it seemed like a monologue.
Boluda, 6 years ago you still use the word: pussy, didn't learn? I felt sorry for her and him, but it was impossible not to laugh at that moment.
Besides, you knew me just hours ago and yet I still remember your tongue until today!
What had I said?
I didn't expect that.
I stayed silent, looked at her incredulously and gave her a chance to explain herself.
Ay, no. Look at me like that!! Jajaja sorry, you surprised me! That was my defense. Vale: oh no, I swear I'm still thinking about that blow job you gave me and GOD (making a face of pleasure) Me: well well well, don't tell me that jajaja Vale: why not? What are you going to do??? With a fake innocent face that was so beautiful it was impossible to resist. Me: enough enough Vale approached me and stopped just centimeters from my mouth. The slut's daughter was even more beautiful with every millimeter she got closer. She smiled and said a provocative and? It was the start of a frenzy. We threw our clothes on the floor while kissing each other to death. Her hands were tracing my body with her typical delicacy but without any modesty. She was caressing my booty and pussy over the thong. I was moaning in her ear while tracing lines on my neck with her tongue, decorating them with soft kisses. She went down to my breasts and lost her rhythm. She was joining them in her face and licking both with madness. She was biting my nipples in one of the most beautiful images I had ever seen. My fingers were participating by running her thong and playing with her wet strip, that stopped her game with my tits for a few seconds, she needed to release her moans on my chest. The game was losing its passivity and we both found ourselves standing on the kitchen counter, masturbating each other. I'd like to say we were kissing, but in truth we were biting each other's mouths between kisses. I took Vale to my room, and on the way there we lost our thongs. As we entered, I left her at 4 on my bed and dedicated myself to licking her pussy just as she remembered. My tongue was having fun between her lips, tracing from top to bottom her soaked strip. I devoured that pussy like it deserved. Even gave her a little gift. Or rather, to myself. While burying two fingers that easily entered because of how wet she was, my tongue took its place in her tiny ass and enjoyed every cry of pleasure Vale gave me against pillow. Changed places. I went back to my tongue and my soaked fingers from her flows went to her Booty. It didn't cost anything for them to enter. She was ready for me.
I got an idea, revived an old friend, my giant anal consoler. The toy was almost as big as she was. But with a little lubricant, it disappeared entirely in her Booty, instantaneously.
I held on to that for a while with that and I lay down under her to suck her off. It ended multiple times in my mouth in the same orgasm, completely soaking my face. She fell asleep on the bed with agitated breathing. She looked at me smiling and went back to repeat the task.
It was easy to make myself cum, seeing her in action was more than enough stimulation for anyone. It was hard not to get hot thinking about finishing her off in that cute face.
She chose to play with her fingers in my pussy while accompanying it with her tongue. The formula was the winner and the prize was giving me a turn to cum in her face.
After that, I lost count of how many times we repeated that night, trying out different positions, cutting or simply warming up between kisses and caresses.
Almost 3:30 am, she realized the hour and started getting ready in a hurry while making futile attempts to comb her hair.
What's important is that with you it's not infidelity! And she started laughing. I caught on to her laughter and with a final kiss, she said goodbye.
I never expected that night, but yes, I remember it as often as she remembers me.
In those moments I hated myself. A lot of time had passed and each time I felt him more distant and impossible.
I put on music and continued with my task of bronzing. I noticed that my spy had left, maybe he got bored or simply received the challenge from his wife.
I took advantage of the situation and opened the top part, freeing my breasts to the sun. A sequence of national rock songs played in the background while I hummed each song.
Several themes passed until I remembered the situation I was in and my lack of attention to the surroundings.
I looked alarmed at my spy's balcony and fortunately he wasn't there. Poor guy must have dreamed about that moment and never got to see it.
I got up to get some water without worrying about anything, not even my semi-nakedness, when I ran into my friend who had just woken up.
Start the day off right, she said laughing at seeing me walk around in my breasts. Irony because she was only wearing a short top as pajamas and a thong that got lost between her booty.
I greeted her and offered to make some mates. Obviously she accepted, and while I boiled the water, I proceeded to cover myself up.
Let's talk about your birthday! Bianca said, who knew it wasn't worth celebrating. The difference was that in previous years she wasn't in Buenos Aires so she couldn't do what she wanted and force me to gather friends.
Obviously there was a back-and-forth which I always knew I wouldn't win, so I did it just to annoy her. I tried to refuse but she bulldozed my arguments with a suck my dick.
Her raspy voice gave a sexy touch to waking up. She had gone out partying with Fede and some of his friends (including Lu, who seemed to insist on me joining them).
We talked about their things with Fede and how well they were going. To give more accuracy to my previous words, that Saturday marked three months since I met him. It wasn't anything yet but it gave me a warm feeling to remember the date.
That night I was going to be alone seemed. Bianca was going to dinner with Fede and I had to find my own plans.
I sent a message to Vale, even though we spoke constantly, it had been a long time since we last got together. She was my first friend when I arrived in Buenos Aires.
In fact, I didn't know the apartment, so we agreed to order sushi and chat quietly to catch up.
She accepted and we agreed to meet at 9 pm.
The heat continued throughout the afternoon and I took advantage of being home to wear a loose, short dress that seemed like it was from the beach, something transparent.
Vale appeared beautiful as always, I'm not lying when she has one of the prettiest faces I've ever seen in my life. Her lips were irresistible to fantasize!
She also wore a dress but more elegant, electric blue with strips. It looked precious on her.
My first question was about Eze, but not his boyfriend, rather his work lover. Between laughs she told me that he had already cut it off, the last time was at that birthday where I got her hooked up with him.
She told me that even though sex wasn't memorable with her boyfriend, she accepted a little because it's the person she chose and should be respected.
The wine opened up the conversation to get more spicy. She was surprised by many of the stories I told her, she had known me since I arrived inexperienced, she couldn't believe my sexual liberation in recent times.
She gave me details about her partner, duration, size, everything... Even already quite drunk she complained about how badly he sucked (if he did!).
Her way of telling it made me laugh out loud, it seemed like a monologue.
Boluda, 6 years ago you still use the word: pussy, didn't learn? I felt sorry for her and him, but it was impossible not to laugh at that moment.
Besides, you knew me just hours ago and yet I still remember your tongue until today!
What had I said?
I didn't expect that.
I stayed silent, looked at her incredulously and gave her a chance to explain herself.
Ay, no. Look at me like that!! Jajaja sorry, you surprised me! That was my defense. Vale: oh no, I swear I'm still thinking about that blow job you gave me and GOD (making a face of pleasure) Me: well well well, don't tell me that jajaja Vale: why not? What are you going to do??? With a fake innocent face that was so beautiful it was impossible to resist. Me: enough enough Vale approached me and stopped just centimeters from my mouth. The slut's daughter was even more beautiful with every millimeter she got closer. She smiled and said a provocative and? It was the start of a frenzy. We threw our clothes on the floor while kissing each other to death. Her hands were tracing my body with her typical delicacy but without any modesty. She was caressing my booty and pussy over the thong. I was moaning in her ear while tracing lines on my neck with her tongue, decorating them with soft kisses. She went down to my breasts and lost her rhythm. She was joining them in her face and licking both with madness. She was biting my nipples in one of the most beautiful images I had ever seen. My fingers were participating by running her thong and playing with her wet strip, that stopped her game with my tits for a few seconds, she needed to release her moans on my chest. The game was losing its passivity and we both found ourselves standing on the kitchen counter, masturbating each other. I'd like to say we were kissing, but in truth we were biting each other's mouths between kisses. I took Vale to my room, and on the way there we lost our thongs. As we entered, I left her at 4 on my bed and dedicated myself to licking her pussy just as she remembered. My tongue was having fun between her lips, tracing from top to bottom her soaked strip. I devoured that pussy like it deserved. Even gave her a little gift. Or rather, to myself. While burying two fingers that easily entered because of how wet she was, my tongue took its place in her tiny ass and enjoyed every cry of pleasure Vale gave me against pillow. Changed places. I went back to my tongue and my soaked fingers from her flows went to her Booty. It didn't cost anything for them to enter. She was ready for me.
I got an idea, revived an old friend, my giant anal consoler. The toy was almost as big as she was. But with a little lubricant, it disappeared entirely in her Booty, instantaneously.
I held on to that for a while with that and I lay down under her to suck her off. It ended multiple times in my mouth in the same orgasm, completely soaking my face. She fell asleep on the bed with agitated breathing. She looked at me smiling and went back to repeat the task.
It was easy to make myself cum, seeing her in action was more than enough stimulation for anyone. It was hard not to get hot thinking about finishing her off in that cute face.
She chose to play with her fingers in my pussy while accompanying it with her tongue. The formula was the winner and the prize was giving me a turn to cum in her face.
After that, I lost count of how many times we repeated that night, trying out different positions, cutting or simply warming up between kisses and caresses.
Almost 3:30 am, she realized the hour and started getting ready in a hurry while making futile attempts to comb her hair.
What's important is that with you it's not infidelity! And she started laughing. I caught on to her laughter and with a final kiss, she said goodbye.
I never expected that night, but yes, I remember it as often as she remembers me.
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