Anniversary

Good nights how are you? I'm sharing my second story with you, it's a real experience from the end of last year. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did when remembering and writing it... ENJOY!



AnniversaryAnother hot night was approaching in Buenos Aires and it wasn't even summer yet. I already had my outfit chosen, a beautiful short dress with crepe that was fringed, strapless, and my red stiletto shoes with lace and leather, calm makeup, loose hair, and Midnight Poison to complete the look.

I went out onto the street, hailed a taxi, and directed it to that hidden address in the Once neighborhood where I visited some friends on Saturdays. It was a special day, as someone's birthday was being celebrated, so the occasion called for gala dresses... Heat, lots of heat, lots of skin showing, and a party aroma could be breathed in the air.

I greeted my acquaintances as usual, with a double kiss and eternal hug, and just introduced myself to those I didn't know. It's funny how everyone puts on the same face and makes the same comment when I say it: So you're...? Yes, that's me I respond with a piquant smile and pride.

I looked over at the bar and there she was, wearing a beautiful vinyl black dress with an important neckline. At first glance, one can discover that she possesses all the feminine seduction weapons: her voice, her piercing gaze, those contoured legs, and her medium-length hair that dances on her back in time with a sensual walk, contrasting with the slimness of her silhouette and the overwhelming personality, inviting to chat and please her in every way. I approached her, greeted her as usual, but she, in a strategic move, managed to make my mouth brush against the corner of her lips Hello, how are you? You're beautiful as always, and what a delicious perfume she said You too, divine, I love the texture of vinyl and it looks spectacular on you I replied, running my hand over her slender waist to feel that texture I loved and looking at her directly in the eyes trying to guess what she was looking for that night.

I won't deny that I always get drawn to her, generating curiosity since I had never noticed a woman bigger than me before, but she has... This is something that makes you desire her and my curiosity increased every time I saw her coming to Buenos Aires and finding us at that friendly bar. The night passed as always, quiet, fun, Absentha-free, laughter, music, caresses, complicit glances, murmurs, escapes of some to a more comfortable place, but she disappeared while I continued making social circles on the upper floor of the bar. I decide to go down, to escape from the cigarette smoke that flooded the upper floor and there I found her, sitting in a high leather armchair against one of the columns. There was little people so the murmur was smaller and the light was more dim. I approached her, the only familiar face that had been and looked at me in such a delicious way that made me approach slowly and brush my leg against hers. Gently take my hand and bring it to her sex that was bare, soft and very wet, she had taken off her thong. My reaction was immediate, I took her by the neck, kissed her deeply and slowly, savoring her tongue and mouth while I started to feel like I was getting wetter every time on top of my hand. I ran my fingers along the groove of her pubic area slowly but firmly, aped her sex slowly but with firmness, pressed my breasts against her, began to move and moan slowly while I kissed her neck, that smooth skin and tasty aroma she has. I love you! I like you, I get hot, it's been a long time since I wanted to feel this way, I desired you she said Are you very slut? I also desired you I said, while moving my hand faster and penetrating her with two fingers, she was very hot and I couldn't believe that this woman, dominant, was under my mercy, I couldn't believe that it made me hot, I liked it, an electricity ran through my body, eager to do many more things. The humidity of her breath moistened my neck. Her spasms in her hips didn't take long to come, she pressed my hand against her at the rhythm of starting to moan louder and closer to my ear, she was biting my neck, licking I love you! between gasps, touching my breasts, squeezing my booty against hers; I licked her, kissed her, pulled her hair, squeezed her clitoris and played with it. What a slutty vixen you are I whispered with a smile drawn on my mouth and not taking my hand out from under her, I wanted to make her cum, I wanted to feel like the end of a woman. I leaned in close to her ear and between kisses and gasps whispered You're very hot girl, very yummy I feel.

I looked at her fixedly, lustfully, she started rubbing against my hand and breasts frantically, caressing my back, pulling my hair, kissing me, she was so hot! I accompanied her, biting her, squeezing her against me, penetrating her more and more, first with one finger, then two, until she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and I said Give me an orgasm, give it to me and in a stifled scream finally, it was mine.

I couldn't think, I couldn't see clearly, I was in a public place, there were people, but I didn't care, I only cared about enjoying those new sensations for me, my new role...

She remained exhausted on one of the armchairs. I went upstairs, to the toilette, back to the bar, ordered another Absentha and lit a menthol cigarette. She came up later, we chatted deliciously for a while, knowing that the magic of that experience was ending, taking each other's memories of that night with us.

I bid her farewell with a deep and intense kiss on the mouth and went home, it was 4 am.

Intensity, surrender, sensuality, complicity, all converged in that beautiful and unforgettable hot night.

Until next time...