They met when they were entering adolescence and initiated an innocent relationship whose maximum expression was a fleeting kiss that he stole from her one afternoon at her grandfather's house, but soon after, fate wanted them to separate for many, many years.
She grew up in a mega metropolis and, like a butterfly that emerges dazzling from its chrysalis, became the beautiful and imposing woman her body promised in her tender youth. She is tall, with long black hair and wide curls together with her white skin, accentuating her beautiful face which has a mouth with fleshy lips; her breasts are medium to large, round, firm, with red nipples and aureolas that occupy almost half of them; her round, standing, and attractive booty highlights her waist; in short, she maintained the beauty that allowed her to work as a model for a time but also let her have experiences that can only be achieved in that place and which expanded her mind, for example, having an accepting attitude towards different sexual tastes and fantasies.
He became a slender man with black and lacy hair, slightly taller than her, in a small town inland. Unlike her, he, being a very common man, didn't have many opportunities to live exciting experiences, but learned and perfected various ways to please a woman, so much that it seems like he reads the elusive language of female sexuality, and above all, learned to shed his egoism which comes with seeking his own pleasure.
Never forgot each other, through the twists of life, they found themselves again and didn't hesitate to unleash all the passion that tacitly promised with that tender kiss. As an example, the magical night of their first encounter, she deployed her entire arsenal learned from the wild sex nights she lived. She sucked his member in the way only an expert knows how to do it. She covered it from the testicles to the tip, slow and smooth, swallowing it as far as her oral cavity allowed, then pulling it out slowly while imprisoning the large one with her lips, her tongue playing with the head. She was sucking and massaging his penis while stimulating his anus with her fingers until he erupted in endless torrents of semen that they swallowed without wasting anything and continued to suck until leaving the still erect member shining. Once he regained firmness, she started dancing, leaving him to enjoy it in all imaginable positions of penetration, but always and at all times punishing her clitoris while sucking and biting her own nipples, something he loved watching with her toes inserted in his mouth.
He, for his part, did not provide less oral sex; he laid her on her back, placed a pillow under her hips, delicately opened her legs to start kissing the inside of her thighs, slowly rising until reaching her already lubricated vulva. He was sucking and gently biting her upper lips, tracing with his tongue the space between these and her lower lips, and when he finally deigned to reach her clitoris, the first orgasm she experienced was brutal, expelling a white, viscous, and very sweet liquid that I did not hesitate to suck it with avidity and made them taste it by fusing in a passionate kiss.
But the greatest demonstration that he also knew what he was doing was about to come. She put her in the position she liked most... on all fours, at the edge of the bed and while being penetrated and having her buttocks beaten with strong thrusts, she was preparing her anus. He kissed her, licked, caressed, and introduced one of his fingers until he achieved the desired dilation. He lubricated himself, lubricated her, slowly inserting his head first and then the rest of his glans until it was completely inside her Booty, and once accustomed to the penetration, he began pumping slowly at first to increase the frequency and that's where the great surprise appeared. He pulled out a vibrator he had bought as a gift and gave it to her to enjoy her entire pleasure in her clitoris and vagina while she was being pounded from behind without mercy. It goes without saying that the orgasm she experienced was tremendous, she puffed, trembled, screamed, cursed, until the skin on her back showed all those sensations and she collapsed totally satisfied between convulsions that he took care of soothing with his caresses. He continued to explore her back, stomach, Booty, legs, marking his rough man's hands in her pale and smooth woman's skin while recovering from the calm.
They lived like that for a year, between sessions of this level and more also, promising to fulfill each other's fantasies like adding another woman to their encounters, something that attracted her and/or having wild sex on a beach as the climax of a romantic night, among many others.
But fate, damn fate once again put its Booty in and separated them, returning them to their original places as if nothing had happened, as if it had all been just a dream (or nightmare depending on how you consider it) but both skin knows that everything that happened actually occurred, that if it existed for real, that all that magic and high-voltage pleasure was certainly real.
(Sorry that the story is a bit long and I'm eagerly awaiting your comments.)
She grew up in a mega metropolis and, like a butterfly that emerges dazzling from its chrysalis, became the beautiful and imposing woman her body promised in her tender youth. She is tall, with long black hair and wide curls together with her white skin, accentuating her beautiful face which has a mouth with fleshy lips; her breasts are medium to large, round, firm, with red nipples and aureolas that occupy almost half of them; her round, standing, and attractive booty highlights her waist; in short, she maintained the beauty that allowed her to work as a model for a time but also let her have experiences that can only be achieved in that place and which expanded her mind, for example, having an accepting attitude towards different sexual tastes and fantasies.
He became a slender man with black and lacy hair, slightly taller than her, in a small town inland. Unlike her, he, being a very common man, didn't have many opportunities to live exciting experiences, but learned and perfected various ways to please a woman, so much that it seems like he reads the elusive language of female sexuality, and above all, learned to shed his egoism which comes with seeking his own pleasure.
Never forgot each other, through the twists of life, they found themselves again and didn't hesitate to unleash all the passion that tacitly promised with that tender kiss. As an example, the magical night of their first encounter, she deployed her entire arsenal learned from the wild sex nights she lived. She sucked his member in the way only an expert knows how to do it. She covered it from the testicles to the tip, slow and smooth, swallowing it as far as her oral cavity allowed, then pulling it out slowly while imprisoning the large one with her lips, her tongue playing with the head. She was sucking and massaging his penis while stimulating his anus with her fingers until he erupted in endless torrents of semen that they swallowed without wasting anything and continued to suck until leaving the still erect member shining. Once he regained firmness, she started dancing, leaving him to enjoy it in all imaginable positions of penetration, but always and at all times punishing her clitoris while sucking and biting her own nipples, something he loved watching with her toes inserted in his mouth.
He, for his part, did not provide less oral sex; he laid her on her back, placed a pillow under her hips, delicately opened her legs to start kissing the inside of her thighs, slowly rising until reaching her already lubricated vulva. He was sucking and gently biting her upper lips, tracing with his tongue the space between these and her lower lips, and when he finally deigned to reach her clitoris, the first orgasm she experienced was brutal, expelling a white, viscous, and very sweet liquid that I did not hesitate to suck it with avidity and made them taste it by fusing in a passionate kiss.
But the greatest demonstration that he also knew what he was doing was about to come. She put her in the position she liked most... on all fours, at the edge of the bed and while being penetrated and having her buttocks beaten with strong thrusts, she was preparing her anus. He kissed her, licked, caressed, and introduced one of his fingers until he achieved the desired dilation. He lubricated himself, lubricated her, slowly inserting his head first and then the rest of his glans until it was completely inside her Booty, and once accustomed to the penetration, he began pumping slowly at first to increase the frequency and that's where the great surprise appeared. He pulled out a vibrator he had bought as a gift and gave it to her to enjoy her entire pleasure in her clitoris and vagina while she was being pounded from behind without mercy. It goes without saying that the orgasm she experienced was tremendous, she puffed, trembled, screamed, cursed, until the skin on her back showed all those sensations and she collapsed totally satisfied between convulsions that he took care of soothing with his caresses. He continued to explore her back, stomach, Booty, legs, marking his rough man's hands in her pale and smooth woman's skin while recovering from the calm.
They lived like that for a year, between sessions of this level and more also, promising to fulfill each other's fantasies like adding another woman to their encounters, something that attracted her and/or having wild sex on a beach as the climax of a romantic night, among many others.
But fate, damn fate once again put its Booty in and separated them, returning them to their original places as if nothing had happened, as if it had all been just a dream (or nightmare depending on how you consider it) but both skin knows that everything that happened actually occurred, that if it existed for real, that all that magic and high-voltage pleasure was certainly real.
(Sorry that the story is a bit long and I'm eagerly awaiting your comments.)
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