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I was sometimes reality is stranger than fiction

party was coming home. It had been a quiet night at a friend's house. I parked the car and got off. The phone rang, called hidden. I picked up and heard moaning on the other side. 'It is wrong, I thought, is calling her boyfriend and got a wrong number. " I hung up. He called again and again I hear the moans, gasps. Yes, it was certainly a woman masturbating. I hung up again.

I went home. The phone rang again and went to answer. This time I was listening. Gasping, moaning, 'ifs', 'ohhhh' and other words uttered in a low voice, almost whispering. I kept listening. The voice was feminine, soft, young ... very excited, more and more ... until his voice was merged with an orgasm with a 'oh dioooooooossss' and then silence.

I was expectant, excited, wondering whether or not to join the party with his pants next to blow ... when the voice came and greeted me by my name. 'Hello X, baby, you like? I YZZ, math gave me, remember me? "

Yes, you remembered. It was that blatant student with 15 years slept with two of my best friends and I caused to me so that we did so. It was difficult to prepare for the September exams with their tops, skirts, their thongs ... (Or non-thong), your slides that left little to the imagination.

'Yeah, I remember a YZZ, how do you know? How do you know who taught these subjects for their exams in September? " It must be a joke. It was not possible for two students, former students, they want something. One is a wet dream come true. Two ... 'I know because I am her, come home, join the party' and hung up.

I sat in bed, not daring to move, without saying nothing ... caressing ... and without leaving home to go get it.

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had long been reading your web. I had seen your photos, had fantasized about your story ... And gave me a lot of morbidity. There was this picture, especially that picture. Was poured into it and my body would react instinctively and instantly.

Then I opened these virtual pages to read now.

One day I received an e-mail from you. It was where I confessed that I were reading, and what excites you reading me. You wrote not knowing that I've shown on this page is exactly the same I knew you e-mail and messenger. Telling me how you liked to read me before bed when you were alone and how you getting wet just reading. I even told how you were touching you and how you were perdinedo clothes by reading the story progressed.

In another email telling me that you had passed the link to your roommate and his girlfriend she read it in his room before fucking, and sometimes after reading it you could hear their gasps, her moans, and then surfaces of your hands you silently to the party you imagine that your hands were mine and ran corner to corner skin.

The following message arrived in my mailbox I went much bolder. Sent me a photo, unpublished, not published in any web. I really liked the side. On the other felt the need to tell it was me. He could have followed suit, having quiet, not having the go, and try to make the following photos were more and more daring. But I chose to be honest and tell you.

I thought you'd take it badly, but I liked it. I liked that these stories were mine, I liked knowing it was me with whom you had fantasized many times. And I liked the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing one day and know. But you had a boyfriend ... and did not want to be unfaithful, and I it was. And with the heater were carrying both would be hard not rozarnos.

continue reading us, we fantasize each other's hands, and continue masturbating thinking of the other. And we continue that relationship by reading and mixing ordinary friendship with us both morbidity at each other and fantasizing ...

curiosity finally got the better of caution and stay for coffee. Wore the same clothes as in 'that' photo, and under the clothes they wear the same clothes as in the picture ... I was still 'dressed' since went straight from work, suit and tie ... in his pocket.

talked, we laughed, we caught up in our lives, we were late, drank more than usual and went to my house that was closer. I had three empty rooms, you could sleep without problems in one of them, but just could not leave as you were driving.

We avoided any sexual topic to avoid tension and unwanted situations, or desired but should not come to pass. We went up home and I gave you one of my shirts as a nightgown. We parted with two chaste kisses and went to bed. I she could not stop thinking about you, that you had in the room next door. Needed to caress, kiss needed ... I turned on the computer and opened your website in my browser. I read again your last story and I saw your photos. I started to stroke legs, gradually approaching the genitals.

I was shocked when he heard a noise in your room and put on my pajama pants urgently. I went to your room, door ajar, and looked out. Were sitting on the bed, naked from the waist down and my shirt on. Leaning back against the wall, walked slowly with your hands your body. With the back of the hand, neck, gliding gently to the south, shifting to the yolk of the fingers to reach your chest, and continuing on until your legs apart, first the outer thighs, then the interior, ranging from below to top up your sex.

look up, you had noticed my breath with excitement. Do not be embarrassed, not you stop, you continued with your touch and your particular game, looking into my eyes inviting me to join.

I read your thoughts. I do not know how you would feel guilty the next morning, but at that time you felt horns to see us how we masturbated, as if we were watching a porn movie, as if I was your movie night and you mine, that After all, was what we were doing.

I took off my shirt and trousers, being naked in your sight. Played to be your mirror, and we touch the ear simultaneously with the llema de los dedos, el cuello con el dorso de la mano... el pecho con la palma de la mano... y de ahí continuamos con el juego de manos hacia el vientre. Tú sentada podías llegar al interior de las piernas... yo en pié acariciaba los testículos masajeándolos mientras tu ibas acercando tus manos hacia la entrada de tu sexo...

Mis ojos seguían los movimientos circulares de tus dedos y me volvía loco esperar a que introdujeras tus dedos. Finalmente, mientras te chupabas el índice y el anular de la mano izquierda te masturbabas con la derecha, introduciendo primero uno y después dos. Yo por fin pasé a acariciar mi pene.

Alcancé el orgasmo y manché tus sábanas con mi semen. Tú mientras you kept touching you, approaching slowly, and I staring dumbfounded at the door. You were beautiful ...

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And the game goes after that photo shoot ... we met

long time since we met. Not since that photo shoot with her and her friend. I admit, it was fun, a lot, but after that I could hardly look at her face.

We agreed to meet for coffee. It was summer, it was hot, so I chose a short-sleeved shirt and slacks. I do not usually go as formal dress, but those pants are little heat ... and what the hell, I feel luxury. She came down with a white dress above the knee, triangular neckline emphasized enough, and a handkerchief tied around his waist. Had a somewhat daring side opening. He sat in the car and not even gave me two kisses, he started talking.

"I've been thinking about the other day. Do not want you to feel uncomfortable. I did not plan. But it was ... fun. I think not only should not feel uncomfortable, but it should also exploit the open door the other day ...

and kissed my cheeks no ... a kiss on the lips with lust, desire ...

- we go?

I started the car and headed to a brewery. There is usually not too crowded, and has a pair of discrete spots. Entered. I let her go ahead and removed the handkerchief. He was one of those dresses that attaches to each of the curves, of which one must choose carefully what to put under because it marks all ... and curves that girl had to give and take. Not wearing a bra ...

We sat at a table. A quiet corner, not too visible from the rest of the bar, which was L-shaped in the back, behind a dummy column, or rather, between two columns simulated.

"I've noticed to yes. You're very observant. You know I do not wear a bra. Have you had time to look at me the ass before we attend the waiter? He himself, I saw in the mirror as I watched. This dress brand everything you have below, so I took the smallest thong I have ... hope that is not marked much. But it has a brochecito back ... and my brand. I guess you had already realized ...

He came to tell me that you had already noticed the ear. She came close. Put my hand on her waist he noticed the thin wire and moved his hand back to clasp.

- Can I wait here? I do not want this tick me more, go to the bathroom to take it off, I want to avoid prying eyes ...

played. Could play. Every move, every approach was designed to excite.

Volvio, I was sitting. He bent his ear to say 'I do not wear panties ...' while taking advantage to drop it on my legs ... and provide a great show to the bartender, who watch from behind ...

sat down beside me, we talked, I could always approached distance kiss. He was inclined to let me see your breasts ...

- Vamonos! I want some sex

He got up and left me at the table paying. I dropped the price of consumption and more, I ran behind her and wiggles going away from the tables

climbed into the car, I headed home, but asked me not for the short road, which entered through Mount Road, which had less traffic.

As soon we left the urban area began to caress the dress.

- Do you like eh? Do not look, we crashed, you just look forward ... well, I am not bad at all, gets third and lend me your right hand.

took my right hand with such small hands, soft, supported her in her chest and moaned slightly on contact. Her hard nipples ... down with my hand through her curvaceous geography up to the knees. Rose my hand up until he hooked up with her dress. He followed up his hand up and with her clothing, down to her sex ...

- Is this what you want it? Touches, feels like I'm ...

For there among the trees, I will not follow you home, far away, I need you now! and here is more morbid

parked my car between two trees. They gave us shade and privacy on, could see us from anywhere. He got the car and I behind. Turned his hand directly to my penis and her mouth to my ear.

"You're about to explode, you have to relax the tension a bit or I'm not going to take anything ...

unfastened my pants and knelt. Massaged my testicles with one hand, kissed, licked the glans before greedy gobble all the penis, without my breath, until I explode ...

-Ummmm yes, finally, you've relaxed, come, kiss me.

We kissed, I put my hands on her hips and slowly lowered to upload your dress. Get off my lips to his neck to his chest. She wanted Deborah kept her legs down to her thigh back up top again and come to their lips.

"Come, I called. Open the trunk. It has the exact height and bring it empty.

opened the trunk and sat down. She stood before me and made me kneel. Was played, I enjoyed watching as he stroked his chest and masturbating with your other hand. I began by kissing her on the knee, another kiss half way up the thigh, one above and started to fondle with my tongue her sex.

- I like that, but puts a finger! Seguí

delighting

with my tongue in her pussy and two fingers inside of him, folded up, stroking some rough area on the inside ...

"Put three fingers cabrnnnn

He did not articulate the insult, deacidification. He felt the movement of her hips, his legs. Got 3 fingers and moved her own hip and to fuck. I knew I had once said he liked to masturbate anally with a finger. Got one and thought I would reach orgasm. I left to watch the show, and it was exciting, morbid. I tried to masturbate anally with two fingers, she continued stroking his chest and masturbating, I thought the moans and screams could heard from my house ...

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was fun. And he was almost where I wanted. Now I had to take the next steps.

I talked to him. 'Hey you, to you my friend ... morbo gives you, right? ACKNOWLEDGE, the cepillarías if you could 'He turned red and said no, that is, yes. Well, we had all the ingredients. I only need to mix properly.

The next day she gave me the solution. 'Hey, you know the sites where these boys and girls send pictures to see them, what if? " I did the crazy, I know, habitual user and exhibitionist in two or three would know how it works, please, can I? do not know how it goes ... 'No, I do not know what. " 'Well look, there are boys and girls who are put there in provocative plan, or naked, or fuck, and send the photo to see them all. I want to see, read what I say, knowing I have a beautiful body and they still get excited. "

Done! I just had to talk to him to make a photographer. Some pictures of her, some photos of me, now just under clothes, now a drink, now less clothes, yet another sip of alcohol ... and everything ready. 'Hey, come to my house and we do them, I also have to be morbid. " Hook launched ... She said, 'Yeah, and make us the photos us ... as we are to be an uncle, to give variety ... Why do I get out to see me naked you! '. Well ... I made him easy.

I talked to him. I asked him to make us some pictures, and I also made it easy. I thought it would oppose more resistance, but ... no. So the next Friday at my house was all set. In my single bed sheets, a satin, would better the photos. We went into the room, take a drink, talk, talk. I think he had caught the quick game, continually stuffed wishky it. Again and again ... as we drank together. He winked at me, 'This is what not wanted, right? drunk her first photos, then caresses, and then to bed. Honey ... doubted whether it was this or not your plan, but the preparation of your room I've confirmed everything. "

'Hey, you mind waiting here, Vaos to change us, I have prepared some clothes, "ordered him indirectly ... I took her to the room. 'Look, you slut, you brought me to my teacher, not if I will stand well with a few clothes and him before. " Well, time settings that skirt, take off your bra ... Tanga what you got? I undressed completely. I chose my closet a huge scarf. I was not going to need more than the scarf, he was able to uncover or cover it necessary. For she had chosen a short skirt, very short, and a blouse. No bra, the better. She wore a white thong, very sencillito, but tiny. Under the guise of a closer look I called to come over and I could touch it. Ummm you want to put there fingers and tongue ... and she protested, "Hey! 're going to get their hands or what. " I'm just watching it, put this hand is another. I pulled the thong and got one of my fingers. Was wet. I took it out fast, even there was no time ... 'Eh! without going over, remove your hand from there. "



Leaving

. Posturita began, her against the wall, his back. I against wall, with the plan subject scarf shawl, fallen, only covering my bum. Come, now open a little shirt, and ... that you see from above it. He was doing all the pictures I could, I was taking advantage of playing all I could put it on the grounds. Now the waist, now the neck, chest now. Calm, all require quiet, and the thing was coming without a hitch. I stood in front of him, pulled the scarf. Now for it. Come ... off that shirt, put against the wall again but no shirt, skirt up, more, more, get down a little ... well. Suddenly he spoke for the first time. 'Put it thong, it appears that it has set aside for ...' Do not let finish. Thanks! is what I needed, it accelerated the issue somewhat. I placed it. I was wet ... the brushed 'and who does not want the thing', and watched their reaction ... I lay in bed, face up, face down
from behind ...

'Hey, I'm going to get some toys for photos, if we give more play toys, at least I bring them with them. " I lay down, got a bit of a toy, photo, and I changed POSICON toy, picture ... Had to endure the temptation to leave the toy in and working. It was like when you play with your partner and your partner provokes, incites you but not let you take what more you want on your tongue down her stomach, but does not reach where you want, you suffer, little by little ...

Now it's up to you. Take off the skirt. I encouraged the photographer to take his lap, and he was no fool, used to remove the thong. He stood before her, placed her hands on the waist of the skirt and pulled down. Was slowly lowering her skirt, thong ... I thought it would not resist the temptation to throw for her in that position, but held ...





Come, lie down, put your hand well, now you stroke his chest, all right, I'll put the toy I have not worn for the photo. I turned on the toy, well, it was ours. I threw the toy, he showed it significantly erection. I do not know if I could take it anymore.

He suddenly broke the silence once again. 'I thought ... Hey, you mind if I touch your friend? the pictures look good other hands caressing your chest, or messing hand or two mouths together kissing. " Said and done, he kept pulling photos while I kissed her, as she walked her breasts with my tongue, while introducing my fingers in her wet ... while kissing her neck while upside down and put it introduced a dildo and a finger in different places ... now I was up to me. He also was suffering, she knew it had to end like that, it was time. 'I thought that if I let the camera can do some more pictures with your penis and your hands. " We repeat the operation, kissed, caressed, toured most of his body, did she do the same with him. When he went to introduce his penis in his mouth said no, that was still ... (That was mine, not yours).

Only one more step, just a little step ... and I was. 'Hey, if I take a picture with him penetrándote? " Broke. I took the picture, but she asked not to take her out, to continue. I approached. She was lying on her back. He continued with his movements swinging while I kissed her, let me touch her, to introduce curious fingers where I wanted, to play ... It was the first time he touched a woman's body was not hers. That afternoon I kissed her, touched her, touched me, he practiced his first cunnilingus while being simultaneously penetrated by a toy and his former teacher ...

She fulfilled her dream ... and I have mine.

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His words still echoing in my mind: I want to fuck my former teacher.

How? I asked. And was uncovered, as if you have removed the cap on a bottle of Coke agitated, began to drop everything. 'I'm sick my boy, believes that sex is putting it and remove it, period. I cherish, I do not eat, I try other things. When I was 17 my teacher was very morbid. I want to fuck her. I want to try with a girl, I feel what I enter two guys at once ... I want to fly the slut in me '

long time I wanted to try. I like sex, I do not care to be girls than boys, one or more, just like me. And she gave me a long morbid, but ... How to tell a friend I want to eat pussy? This was my chance, but how?. I came to not sleep at night. I could only think of it, in the times we had stayed together. At the time we had showered in the gym. I imagined the output of training, a shower, throw a hand to wash her thick black hair, harnessing the massage on your head to stick well to it and try to pass the hair to the shoulders, shoulders to the chest ... I got wet just imagining these scenes and had to use one of the toys that hides my nightstand. Or call one of my friends, of the unconditional and ask them to come home urgently.

phoned me. 'Hey, you who are more tucked me in this internet, what do you know of those chats with cam and can look and you see? " I could not believe it. The dead fly was now taking his face hidden from onlookers and an exhibitionist. I was a usual one, used to pass by there, I like warm staff. You turn on the cam, put your cleavage, dance a little, and become all crazy. Morale boost to see so many men with the penis in his hand just because they think that your body is well worth excite them. In some rare cases, two or three, I shared some private orgasm.

had to stay with her, just had an idea. Come to my house, I said. I know not, but if you search on Google for sure find something and a laugh.

came home. I took that made heat and had confidence and took away everything I deed. I mean ... a shirt looooong knee and nothing more. 'But what Bitch you, how are you so!? Hey, what if I go hand and I see my boyfriend so ... ' I knew he would come alone. I wanted to morbidity, and her boyfriend is a square head narrow-minded, it could be received well. And if it had come with her boyfriend ... ummm better, had tried to do with them. We went to my room, I went into goolge, I Paripe looking for a chat, and eventually entered the mine. The nick ... Devil, Tigress, Mirona ... What? I left it in Novatas69. The 69 added sexual touch, and Rookie the morbid, many guys willing to help two poor, defenseless novatillas in a chat full of perverts ... And so, all willing to help. Have I taught. A private is done, you see, accept. We reject 'oh, is that I was wrong. " Look, look, I teach you to put the cam, click here, and if you click here I see my.

We review all that was in the chat, and we are left with two or three, one because it was very good, the other only showed the face, but had a pretty face. The latter had a huge penis, you had to see if that would get up ...


I took off my shirt and sat at the computer, and began the comments, it was chopped up, was excited with what they said and what he saw. Or rather, he got excited thinking about what he was capable of causing just being in a bra. 'Come here, fool, I said, you'll see now. " And I took off my bra. With hehe, haha, look at that face sets, watching the other, did not hear about them because he was causing no bra and I was fumbling. Began to get excited. He was very responsive to my caresses. "This bitch has to be wet, I thought."

'hahaha - he laughed for aunt and for today is enough, "I can go to the bathroom?" I wanted to vent ... 'Go goofy, if we have already seen naked and everything, you'll hide for that ... I intend to do now here on the couch. Turn off the light if you want so we do not, get on the couch. " And that was ... moaning, heard it, I put a thousand. You're mine, I thought. The next step is to brush your teacher to middle ...