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My cock was hard as a rock and extremely uncomfortable in my boxers. Sara gave Jim's cock a few hard tugs and took his first cum of the night straight to the throat.

Fuck yes, baby. She said after swallowing. - I love cum….

- Swallow Sara, I said, seeing the cum in her mouth and on her face.

- Fuck, fuck, he said, while Sara, full of milk in her hair and cheeks, sucked his dick a little more, enjoying every drop.

I watched her rub her dick in her face and I had an idea. It was an idea born out of her fantasy of having several men fuck her and then cum on her. There were six men in the house and she had already fucked or sucked four of us before, so the other two shouldn't be a problem.

- Jim, could you drive that monster away and give us a hand down there? She nodded and blinked as if waking from a dream.

- Give us 15 minutes and come down, Sara.

She smiled and stood up. - As? So, or should I clean it?

- Well, you're going to be all dirty when we're done with you.

Her jaw dropped when she realized what I said. Blood rushed to her face as the fact that she was about to be attacked became clear.

- Are you serious?

- Well, if you're going to be the slut in the band, you might as well do it the right way.

She turned and quickly went back to our room to get, I thought, a change of clothes. Meanwhile, Jim and I went back to the garage.

Manel and Jorge smiled at Jim when he came back in and the music stopped when I raised my hand.

- So, everyone knows about my dear wife's insatiable sexual desire? I asked, knowing full well the answer.

- Why are you laughing at Jim?, asked Daniel.

- Well, I don't have the right to a blowjob from your wife when I come here...

- It was really good! He replied while taking a beer from the fridge. You can find out for yourself…

- Why, what is happening…? Daniel asked.




Time passed and, without warning, the door opened and my wife entered while six heads grabbed each other to welcome her. She wore a short black dress that was one of my favorites because she always wore it with absolutely nothing underneath. Her front dipped low to highlight her beautiful breasts and a set of pearls defined her nicely.

Hi boys. She said as she entered the room. You two must be Sérgio and Daniel.

She reached out to them and Daniel was the first to tremble. We've heard a lot about you. He said looking her up and down. Pleasure.

Sérgio was further forward and placed a hand around her waist and pulled her forward. You like dancing, he said.

- Just the dance of love…

Sara moved around the table and gave me a big hug and kiss as I pulled her close. My hand slid down to her cold buttocks.

- How is it?, she asked.

- The music is over and now we're playing snooker, I said as she walked away in a sexy way.

Jorge was standing to my right and when my wife passed him, she also gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Making our way around the table back to Sérgio, he also received a hug, but this time Sara gave him a quick kiss on the lips. When she turned to Daniel, he grabbed her in his arms and kissed her passionately as he pulled her body close to his. Lasting longer than is considered decent, she pulled back and it was clear that Daniel's cock had swelled under my wife's control. Quickly turning on her heel, her short skirt gave us a glimpse of her tight, bare ass as she walked out of the room with a sexy smile on her face. We saw her ass sway with each step. My dick was hard thinking this snooker game could get wild.

- And that? Manel said smiling. Believe me when I say she is the greatest provocateur known to humanity.

- She won't come back, said Sérgio.

- How much are you willing to bet?, Mike retorted.

- Well, if she comes here, we'll all fuck her. Sérgio said, looking at the sky as if looking for inspiration. You can fuck my girl.
- Would she want to insult us? Jorge asked.
- Probably not. Sérgio replied, smiling. She killed my lust!
- Unlike Sara, unless your girl is willing, it's technically rape. I said.
- How can you stand and watch guys fucking your wife? Sergio asked. Are you some kind of...
- He is not. Mike intervened.
-He would be fucked if there was a guy fucking my wife. Said Sergio.
- You don't understand. I said. I've met the type of guys like Sérgio before. We are swingers. Last Friday night I had a threesome with Sara and Annie from work. They ate each other out while I fucked them.

- Who wants a woman bitch? He said.
- But you're ready to fuck her. I said. What makes you?

He didn't respond, just looked away dismissively.
- Well, I'm so confident that Sara will come back that I'm going to undress now. Manel said, pulling his shirt over his head. I'm sure Jorge, Jim and Marcus will join me.
- Yes why not. Jim said, looking at me. It should give you a surprise anyway.
- And if she doesn't come back, we're going to look like a bunch of gays. Daniel said, as he prepared to tear off his clothes.
- Oh, fuck, why not. Sérgio said, while enthusiasm spread among all of us, also undressing.

Within a minute, six naked men stood alone in a suburban garage, trying hard not to look at each other. I've been in the company of dicks before, and from what I could see, Sérgio had the smallest of us all, which made perfect sense. He probably shot early too.
I picked up a snooker cue and played a game against Jim, while the others silently went to get beer. Only after about five minutes did the handle on the door at the top of the stairs shake again. Sérgio and Daniel were sitting in the lounge, while Manel and Jorge were checking the battery hardware. Jim was getting a chance when Sara showed up, wearing a black lace nightgown and short French lace panties.
Her jaw nearly hit the floor when she saw the six of us in the room, as naked as the day we were born.

- So fucking much, she said, mouth open. There goes my seduction routine.

My dick was already starting to get hard when she slowly walked down the stairs.

- There's no point in fucking. Jim said, pulling out his dick. The only two here you haven't seen before are in the lounge.
- Well no. She said, while subconsciously rubbing her mound. "Maybe you should start over here then." Daniel said, stroking the space between him and Sérgio. Daniel's cock was an admirable size and was well shaped, getting firmer as he pulled on it.
- Your girl is very, very wet. He said, as she smiled at me.

Daniel maneuvered her left breast and began to suck it slowly.
The other four of us just watched the ropes session taking place in front of us. From what I saw, Jorge still had the biggest one of us all, and Sara would be happy to have him in her pussy as soon as possible.

I went to Sara and leaned over to kiss her. Her mouth was hot, wet, open and smelled like Scotch whiskey. I could smell the need for sex. She was open, fiery, willing and ready for a night of red pumping action. I knelt in front of her and placed my hands around her hips. Sérgio moved his hand out of her pussy, and she raised the air of the room and I pulled her clamps down. Her pussy was red and inflamed, no doubt from the friction she caused while watching the video, and wetter than a chux wipe in a shower.

She threw a leg over each of Sérgio and Daniel and pushed them forward so that their cunts were on the edge of the cushion. Sérgio's dick was dripping with pre-ejaculate, and Sara wiped some off with her finger and slowly brought it to her lips.

-Yes, lick my pussy. Said Sergio.
I decided to lick my naughty wife's pussy before she was full of cum. I started at her knee and gently licked her inner thigh before reaching her honey pot.
Her asshole was already swollen, and with a quick lick, her cunt opened wide, and she was ready for everyone to see.

- Yes, lick me, baby. She said. "Stick your tongue in my naughty hole."
Sérgio was getting confused, and quickly got up and went up to the room. I thought he was going for a blowjob, but my suspicions about his resistance were true.

- Suck me, bitch. He said a little forced. I'm going to cum, damn it!
And suddenly he shot a decent sized load all over Sara's nightgown, her breasts and finally her face as she sat up, surprised at how quickly he came.


- Suck my dick you filthy whore. He said as he forced his cock into her mouth.

- Calm down, Sergio. Daniel said she doesn't need to be forced. She does it because she loves it.

- I like dicks that last a little longer than a minute. She said as she pulled on his cock, milking the remaining milk onto her tongue. Rest and I'll let you fuck me good later. OK?

Sérgio wiped some of his milk from her ass and she licked his finger.

- Can I fuck your ass? He asked meekly.

- Everyone will be able to do this, she replied. - But now my dear husband is going to fuck me while I suck some more cocks.

I did as I was told and knelt on the carpet and easily slid my cock into her wet, open hole. Sérgio jumped out of the lounge and went to the fridge to get a beer. Daniel got up in the room and Sara put his cock in her mouth. I pulled her shirt under her breasts while Manel jumped to the other side and rubbed his dick. While I was pumping her, she stepped over Daniel's dick and pulled out the gun.

While Daniel fucked her mouth with his cock, Manel squeezed her nipples, and I pulled my dick out to stop cumming and did one of her favorite things. She loves feeling a hard cock rubbing her labia and clit - so I placed myself against her open hole and pushed hard on it.

- Make that bitch cum, Sérgio said from the other side of the garage. Fuck you hard boys.

Sergio's dirty talk, her nipple sticking out, his cock sucking and the pressure on her clit was too much and sure enough, almost as if Sergio knew, Sara writhed and moaned as her body shook in orgasmic ecstasy .

- Oh my God, that's good! She said moaning. - Fuck me. All of you, fuck me!


I slid my cock back into her extra wet hole which had become about 20mm tighter due to her orgasmic contractions. Jorge was behind me and I decided to rest a little.

- Go Jorge, I said. Stick your favorite dick up his ass.

Manel stood up so that Sara had two cocks to suck, and she wasted no time in taking him in her mouth. I got up and, after feeling slightly dizzy, I moved away to leave Jorge in her cunt. She sat on the floor with her legs spread indecently wide while Sérgio spit on his fingers and rubbed them against her pussy.

- You're going to need extra lube for that dick...

Jorge knelt down and rested his dick against her slit.

- Are you ready, love? Do you want this?

- Fuck me. She said after taking Manel's dick out of her mouth. Fuck your wife...

With an evil thrust, he pushed his cock all the way to the hilt.

- Oh fuck. She said, almost fainting with pleasure. Yes, motherfucker, now that's a dick. She said, looking surreptitiously at Sérgio.





To be continued…

My slut wife and my friends]]> Fri, 09 Jun 2023 15:14:35 +0100 https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/mulher-groupie.html https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/mulher-groupie.html - Nothing planned, why?
- I was going to organize a rehearsal with the new band members.

She wrapped her long hair in a towel and asked:

- Who is coming?

Manel and Jorge are still inside. I said as she smiled. Manel and Jorge had already had the pleasure of my wife's body before. We even made a video of the two of them joining her after a party one night. And two new musicians, Sérgio and Daniel.

- And how are they? she asked.

- They play well.

It's not that. She said rubbing the shaved pussy with a towel. What do you look like?

- Tall, dark and handsome, of course.

Good. She said smiling at me with that look that meant trouble.

During the rest of the week, I got in contact with Manel and Jorge, together with the other members Sérgio and Daniel. I cleaned out the garage and took all the rubbish off the pool table in the corner of the room. It got me thinking that maybe it was time to re-establish the pool table as a central part of our lives. It had been moved to make way for some building projects, but now that we were done there was no reason to put it back where it belonged. I pictured Sara at the table with her legs spread and grabbing my cock like she had done more than once before. One of Sara's fantasies was being pushed around by several men at once. I knew she would like Sergio and Daniel, who were young and very wealthy.

- What time will they arrive? she asked.

- About seven. I said.

- Would you like a beer?

She went to the bar set up in the corner. When she bent down, I could see that she didn't have a panty line visible through the little black dress she was so fond of wearing.

She came back slowly and gave me beer. I patted her to confirm my suspicions.




Well, Manel and Jorge are coming. She smiled at me. I was thinking maybe. And she rubbed my dick in my pants.

- You're a horny pie. I said. If you're good and let us rehearse for a few hours then I'll leave them to you. OK.?

She loved Jorge's huge cock and he was away from his possessive wife, Julia, who was away visiting her sick mother. Manel was engaged to Sara before I met her and, although the separation was difficult, we managed to get around it by sharing a night after drinking and smoking a lot of drugs. Manel came regularly for a trio.

Just before six Sara finished helping me clean the garage and went upstairs to watch TV. We kissed and I felt one more time in that wonderful ass.

When she turned to leave, I told her: Remember we have to rehearse first!

She laughed, lifted her skirt and shook her pretty pussy at me.

I stood back and admired my sexy wife and started thinking about the various encounters we had shared with our friends, some of which would soon be here. The door opened and Sérgio, our new drummer, entered, carrying a six-pack of beers and talking loudly on his cell phone.

- Yes, I won't drink much. He said into the phone. If it's really bad, I'll call.


Before the door could close, Jorge came in right behind Sérgio, carrying a supermarket bag with snacks and beer. As the three of us settled in around the pool table, the door opened again and in came Daniel with a friend, Jim, who was in town for a few days with him and asked if it was ok for him to stay. Of course I couldn't say no and thought that might make it even more interesting. While the five of us were packing up the equipment, Manel arrived with five boxes of pizza.

- Where's Sara? Manuel asked. Does she want some pizza?

Mate, upstairs. I said. Go there and ask her.

He took a box, threw some pieces and went upstairs. We all started talking rubbish and about 10 minutes later Manel came back downstairs. He had a smile like a Cheshire cat and he winked at me as he sat down.

We started rehearsing and it was like we had known each other for years. We had played some tunes when Jim came in from the upstairs bathroom and asked Daniel for some help in the kitchen. I looked up and saw that Jim had a rather strange expression on his face. A few moments later they both came back and started playing, but Jim, who wasn't a member of the band, was obviously uneasy and walked very casually back upstairs. Manel, Jorge and I looked at each other, knowing full well why Jim was going back upstairs. Daniel also had a smile on his face, but professionally, he was back to playing.


- I'm just going to take a piss, I said after we finished playing Highway to Hell. I put my Gretsch (bass guitar) on the stand and went upstairs while they worked on an original acoustic theme. Noise from downstairs it was enough to muffle my footsteps as I walked into the hallway off the kitchen. I could hear the TV and the familiar sound from the video we'd taken of the three of us. Jim was standing by the refrigerator looking at the close-up shots of two cocks stuck in Sara's pussy. She was lying in the hall rubbing her clit as she watched. Jim also had a just the right size dick, out of his pants, and he was slowly stroking it back and forth.

- You could always ask her, I said.

Jim nearly flinched as he tried to get his cock inside. At the same time, Sara turned her head and looked at us in the kitchen.

- Oh fuck, sorry mate. It was all he could say. He was having trouble getting his dick back in, and when Sara was standing smiling in the doorway, he was still out.

"I think I need to let some of the pressure out," she said, licking her lips. If not, you can snap it.

Sara walked over and crouched down in front of him. She swept her long dark hair back over her shoulder and held onto his cock.

- Are you sure about this fellow? I mean you just met him now...

- Am I angry? I said smiling.

-Ahh... She said as she took his cock to her mouth. No, you are not...

Sara was working his dick and I got up and saw my sexy wife drooling all over the place. She was an experienced cock sucker and Jim had little chance of lasting much longer.

- Do you want to come in my mouth? she asked. while she pulled his cock. Or in my face?

I looked at the TV across the kitchen and the scene had changed to one of the two sticks spraying slime all over her face...



To be continued... in the next erotic tale.]]> Thu, 27 Apr 2023 15:19:46 +0100 https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/sexo-e-espionagem.html https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/sexo-e-espionagem.html
"You look amazing," Teresa says, her hands on her hips in short leather pants that barely brush against her buttocks. Only Teresa could wear something like that and still look elegant.
I look at myself in the mirror, but the girl looking at me in a glued dress festooned with smoky eyes and a huge dryer looks like a complete stranger. I never usually wear makeup, that's not my face and it's definitely not an outfit I would choose for myself. But that's the desired effect, I don't want to be Cristina tonight. I want to step into someone else's shoes.

"Comeon, let's dancer," Teresa says, pulling me into a tiny space directly in front of her line of sight. We started writhing to the sound of house music.  Not my cup of  tea, but now, if I could, I'd be curled up on the  couch with  the real tea watching the X Factor and not here, in  17cm heels that are already killing my  feet. 

We put on a good show by being  the kids at the party and dancingwith some of the guys that go around us.   Teresa seems to be really  enjoyingherself, but I don't have the patience for it, I keep looking at him. Before long, I feel his eyes on me, and yes, a spark of victory emerges from within. One of his friends comes straight towards us and  Teresa quickly leaves him in a trance, his thin arms around his neck. I want to end this and address it first, but we've already talked about it, it's important that it comes to me. You can tell he's the kind of man who likes to get what he wants.

Teresa curls up in her mate and I'm standing alone for a minute when I feel a hand on my waist. I don't even have to look back to know it's him and I'm surprised to feel a wave of electricity crackle in the spot where he's touching me lightly.

"You're a great Rin Dance," he says in a harsh tone. "Champagne?"
I tap my eyelashes and pretend to hesitate. "Only if my friend can join us," I reply, looking at Teresa.
"Sure," he says. "The more the merrier. Dani, seem take a glass."
He takes  my hand and leads me to  his table, where a bucket of ice and a bottle of Laurent Perrier await me. Three girls are already leaning against two men on the velvet couches, but instinctively make room for Marco.
He pours a few glasses to toast: "Tothe most beautiful women in the room." Inside, I'm rolling my eyes, but I do my best to laugh and pretend to blush.
"Mark Antony," he says, offering me his hand. What do you call yourself?"
"Anabela, but my friends call me Belle," I replied. Because I'm not Cristina tonight. Tonight, I'm Anabela, and I'm here to put this man behind bars.

"My God, he's foolish with you," Teresa says from the  bathroom cubicle. Andyou've been talking for hours."
I reapply my lipstick and wait for a group of girls to stagger.
"I can't get him to dance," I say, tasting the hand cream and avoiding her gaze as she looks at me in the mirror. "He says he never dances. What is he doing here four nights a week,  in this place, if not dancing?"
"Hook up cute girls like you!" she replies. "I don't care about mine, he's a fucking grunt, but I think he's really cute. So... how's Marco?" She whips me on the arm with one of the white hand towels. "Do you feel comfortable going through this?"

The truth is, I'm more than happy to continue flirting; I'm incredibly attracted to him. Not only is he gorgeous, with his intense green eyes and warm body, but whenever he touches me I feel a rush of desire. I shouldn't have taken this job when I haven't had sex in six months. I lasttime with my ex and it's no surprise that it wasn't particularly memorable.

"He's fine, he's really smart," I reply.
"Listen, he's wanted for money laundering and five counts of fraud. They arrested him seven times and still haven't been able to charge him with anything. We wouldn't be here if he wasn't smart."
"I know, I know, I meant interesting. I didn't expect it to be so interesting."
"I can't say I blame you, Belle, he's a brat."
"yes, yes, come on, I want to dancer," she says, pushing me out the door, then muttering softly. "Look, if you can get anything out of it, it's the same for me as long as we get the job done."

She pulls her friend back to the dance floor  and I sit down next to Marco. He's talking to me intensely about the house he designed; He is clearly passionate about architecture. It's all going right   through my head, because all I can think about is the feeling of his leg resting against mine and his hand that continues to briefly caress my arm, sending tingling sensations  straight through me.

"That sounds amazing,  you're lucky to have such a unique home." I'm looking for something to say to hide that I've been tracing the line of defined muscles in your arms.
"Seem see.  I want toshow you, let's go now," he says. It's what I expected, it's why we're here. I thought he'd be despicable and that I'd play the part of an idiot, but he's enigmatic, excited even.

"I don't know... "Don't act too excited, let him think it's his idea. He'll never suspect it.
Ihesitated before saying, "Let me go talk  to Theresa, to see if she's okay on her own."  She can take care of herself, but that wasn't part of the plan.

"If you're sure you want to do it," Teresa says, "you know where we are."
I start to ask him about it, but he stopped talking, distracted now. I realize with pleasure that he is staring at me, his eyes lingering on my waist, my legs, my chest. He runs his thumb gently along the side of my dress, tracing the curve of my body before guiding me down the spiral staircase to his room. A minimalist iron bed stands alone in the middle of a sparse white room. There is a screen on a wall that is the size of a small cinema. So that's where all your stolen money goes, I guess.

I let out a sigh that is completely genuine as he pushes me back onto the bed and I notice four wide ribbons of black silk tied to the bed frame.
He kisses me  so urgently, holding my thighs in his hands, pressing his body into me that for a second I forget the plan. Every bit of him is hard and strong. I'd be happy to rip off his clothes right then and there, but he stops, reaches out to grab one of the ribbons, and ties my wrists. Oh, God. Talk about a wake-up call. Did I let it go too far?

"What are your fantasies?" he whispers, "I want to know your secrets."
"That," I sigh back at him, despite myself. "I like this one."
He ties my hands to the head of the bed and I am fully aware that he is strong enough to do so without my consent. Then again, I could break those ribbons without a second thought, and besides, I'm completely complacent, biting my lip and staring at it. He lowers his hands to my breasts to feel the hardened nipples climbing up my dress. Ccrawls underneath me, staring at me the whole time before pulling him down on my legs. I'm not wearing a bra and my chest is cheeky, waiting for his touch, but he just stares as he pulls on my lace thong after the dress.  Istand  there, naked, exposed, with him fully clothed, loving every second.



He takes off his shirt and I feel another wave of desire as I stare at his tanned, muscular, hard chest above his bulging jeans. I know this is wrong, but there is no way out. And honestly? I don't want there to be.
He leans over and kisses me, his slightly shaven cheek brushing against me as he licks my left nipple. He takes her right nipple in her hand and rubs it under his thumb as he bites and licks gently, teasingly.
I'm moaning with desire as he slides more fingers inside me, shoving them deep inside my cunt.  I sigh, it's intense, strong.  Ifeel myself  openingup to receive him  and lose all sense of time when he gets inside, stroking my with his thumb. When I climax with a little scream, he pulls his hand away and starts kissing me, from the inside of my legs to my feet.

"I feel open to receiving it. To fuck me."
The sight of him struggling to contain himself, still dressed from the chest down while I'm naked, ready and waiting, is a great excitement. He makes his  way back up to my legs with his mouth. His tongue flickers inside me, stroking, kissing and licking my  as his hands grab my legs and I writhe beneath him, panting in pleasure.
I can't tell you how long this lasts; And I don't want it to stop. Eventually, I'm begging him, begging him to put himself inside me with a voice I don't recognize as mine.
When he finally penetrates me, I lose all sensations beyond his consciousness  filling me,  touching me  in places that seem to have never been touched before.
We climax together and he falls on top of me, sweaty and panting. With my hands and feet still bound, I fall into an exhausted sleep.

….

By the time I put on last night's dress and thin heels, he's already leading me out of the house with a brief goodbye kiss on the cheek.
With his car already out of sight, I head back to the house across the street, where our team is monitoring his every move. They look questioningly, but I say the first word: "Someone better follow him, he's in a big hurry."

"Stayed there all night? Why didn't you turn on the cameras?" asks James, incredulously.
Sorry, James, I was busy having the most mind-blowing sex of my life, I guess.
"I didn't stand a chance, he didn't leave me alone for a second."
Teresa laughs and I look at her.
"He doesn't sleep?" asks James.
"Not a wink, he must have taken something,"  I say.
"Well, do you thinkyou're going to get in there again?"
" I'm sure of it," I reply, with complete sincerity.
"I want to know everything," Teresa hisses, but I ignore her.

I returned to Marco's house, sitting on his marble kitchen counter with him still inside me, having reached a  shuddering orgasm. He pushed my thong aside and his pants below his muscular ass. He had barely offered me a drink before he put me on the counter.
"I'll tell you my fantasy,"I whisper, nibbling on his ear, "I want to do this on camera."
"Get ready then," he demands, lifting me to the ground in his strong brown arms.
I'm kneeling in the  center of his bed in carefully chosen lingerie as he enters the room with a video camera and a tripod. Someone has done this before, I think. .
"It's yourtime," I say, taking off her t-shirt and tying her wrists to the bed. I take off his pants and boxers and feel a shiver of excitement at the sight of him, hard and throbbing again.
I take him into my mouth and run my hand down his  smooth, sculpted chest as I suck and lick that cock all over, feeling myself get more aroused with each of his moans.
When he's on the verge of turning around, I climb  on top of him and  order him to wait, rocking back and forth as he buries me, reaching every hidden spot.
He releases his hands from the tape, gripping my breasts and  moansher, his urgency making me even more aroused. He runs his hands around my waist and moves me up and down at his own perfect pace. Just as I'm about to see myself, he spurts all over in relief and ends up with me, eyes closed.

I may never be able to have sex with Mark Antony again, but at least I can relive it now.

Erotic tales]]> Tue, 21 Mar 2023 14:06:50 +0000 https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/ficar-em-forma.html https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/ficar-em-forma.html "Your breasts are so beautiful," said Marcelo. "And your nipples are so sensitive. I don't think you need to work on them that much. They just need a little love and attention."

With that he began stroking her nipples through the fabric. The heat between Beatriz's legs became a throb. Was this how he rated all of her clients? Involuntary sighs escaped Beatriz's lips and her back began to arch.
Marcelo took the lycra blouse off one of Beatriz's shoulders and exposed a milky white breast to the air.
"Your body is perfect. You don't need a trainer, you need a lover. Let me suck your tits." Her hot breath made your nipple pink and hard.
"Oh, please, please!" Beatriz felt her pussy wet, while she savored the sensation of Marcelo's tongue and teeth teasing her nipples.
He took off the rest of her top and cupped her other breast in his hands, his thumbs caressing her nipples. Beatriz was in heaven.
"You have the most magnificent tits I've ever seen. Not like those skinny women I deal with all the time. They don't have breasts. Nothing to caress. Nothing to rub my dick between."
The word 'cock' sent another dose of juice into Beatriz's pussy.
"I thought you were gay", she breathed, feeling the Italian's teeth nibbling harder on her nipples.
"I tell women that so they don't get offended when I don't fuck with them."
"Do you want to fuck me?"
"Of course I want to fuck you. You are a Venus, a goddess. Lie down on the couch, I have to take care of your diet."
"What a juicy pussy," Marcelo whispered. "I want to suck you now. I want to suck you when you come. I want to taste you."
"Suck me! Oh please suck me!" Ordered Beatriz. She thought it came when she felt the carrot inside her, but as she watched Marcelo's head make its way to her pussy, she knew it was just the beginning. She felt his warm breath on her breasts and his tongue roaming her wet pussy. His tongue explored all the folds of that hungry pussy, finding the hard pink clit almost immediately. She put it in her mouth and sucked harder and harder. Beatriz had never been devoured like this before, not with such intensity and not with such skill. He pressed all of her tongue deep into her slit. She felt the dampness between her legs turning into a torrent that covered Marcelo's face. She came up uncontrollably. A chilling, mind-blowing climax.



Meanwhile he took a handful of chocolate cream and spread it generously on her cock.
"This is definitely off the menu," he said quietly, running his hand up and down his shaft. "Then you must make the most of it, one last time."
Beatriz always loved to see men masturbate.
"Let me see you," she breathed, feeling like a complete bitch.
Marcelo smiled again and returned to his task. He gripped his cock with one hand while stroking his balls with the other. A drop of scum appeared in the chocolate and Beatriz couldn't take it anymore. She loved the taste of scum as much as she loved chocolate. She knelt down in front of him and licked the chocolate spread on the balls she bit off and licked gently until they were clean. To her satisfaction, she heard a moan of pleasure from Marcelo.
She ran her tongue over the balls and up her ass, sliding a finger as she did.
Beatriz knew she had just given the best blowjob ever and started sucking and licking his cock to the top before putting the head in her eager mouth. She deftly ran her tongue between the exposed folds, increasing the pressure with her lips. Marcelo was clearly in heaven, his moans getting louder and his hands began to press the back of Beatriz's head to enter deeper into her throat.
Faster and deeper, now lost in his own pleasure, feeling his balls tighten and ready to come again. Beatriz knew he was losing control.
"Let me fuck your tits," she begged her desperately. "Let me cum all over you!" Beatriz took the huge cock out of her mouth and pressed her luscious tits around it.
Marcelo's thrusts were on full autopilot and, with a cry of animal lust, a jet of hot, salty cum flew up into Beatriz's mouth and face, and down her breasts, which she rubbed comfortingly against her skin. She sucked and licked everything like a woman possessed.]]> Mon, 27 Feb 2023 20:05:21 +0000 https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/vestido-azul.html https://anunciosx.net/en/contos-eroticos/vestido-azul.html Feeling frustrated with the number of layers of material, I started to unbutton her shirt. It wasn't particularly easy as she was actively involved in the blue dress, caressing her body all over.
Finally, I managed to successfully open her blouse, revealing the "pink bra". For the first time, I appreciated the pink bra with the small bow on the neckline completely exposed. Susana's nipples were fully erect, as if calling for me.
I forgot all about the blue dress. This was my fantasy, the most incredible breasts wrapped in an erotic sanctuary.

When I removed the clothes, Susana's blouse, skirt and pink bra, the blue dress was everywhere. She bent down to take a nipple between her lips, gently nipping and sucking as she rolled her tongue over the sensitive tip.
Susana moaned with pleasure - a sound I had heard and loved often. I leaned down and thrust the other nipple into her mouth, while my hand slid down her thigh towards her sweet spot, and surprisingly felt the blue dress with my hand in the same direction.
Instead of moving forward towards my goal, I felt my hand mixing with the blue dress and the intimacy of intertwined digits. The connection was wonderful. From Susana's breasts we raised our heads to each other and kissed passionately.
It instantly became a union from that moment on. We would take Susana to the ultimate sexual pleasure. Nothing was more important.
The following moments, minutes, hours, years, centuries, all the time was irrelevant as our desire was to give Susana maximum pleasure.
I took my time watching the blue dress licking and sucking her clitoris, bringing her one orgasm after another. The next moment, I had the blue dress skewered over my hard cock, riding slowly as I sucked on Susana's nipples.
Meanwhile, I was already deeply buried in Susana's wet ass, sliding in and out at a speed that brought her multiple orgasms.
Susana lay down on the bed with the ecstatic smile that I know is sexual contentment. I looked down at the blue dress and saw the unsatisfied lust in her eyes.
Slowly, I moved over her and slid my still hard cock into her tight, dripping pussy. It was an incredible feeling.
I was uncontrollable. I buried myself deeper and deeper into her young pussy. I thought about passing out. I heard her cry out and felt her pelvic thrusts grow more urgent until she started to come. I could no longer resist the pull of my balls to explode and expel their contents. Spasm after spasm wracked my body as I pumped all my cum into the young body beneath me.
I fell on the bed between Susana and the blue dress. I couldn't move. I had just experienced the most intensely erotic moments of my life. All fantasies, whatever the source, had been realized. I was ready to leave this existence -- this environment. Either that or I would continue to love Susana as we were - forever.]]>