It 's been a lot of time, from high school. I wonder how will my old classmates. To fortuna c’è facebook, facilita la ricerca. Trovo un po’ di tutto. Le tipe più fighette si sono sformate con i figli. I brillantoni si sono attempati e ingrigiti. Quelli normali, sono rimasti normali. Becco anche quello che era cotto di me, un po’ più degli altri. Mi adorava in silenzio, con quel fare di chi sa che tanto io non lo avrei mai guardato, era troppo piccolo per me. Anche se ero sua coetanea, io mi divertivo a fare la lolita che provocava il professore di informatica, cacciandomi pure nei guai e finendo a rischio di espulsione. I find even now working on its own and the computer system. wrote that a coffee would be nice to see you and that I really need a computer wizard to restart an old laptop where there are photos in which I hold. responds immediately. It gives me an appointment the next day. When we meet I can hardly recognize him, became man. Lights definitely seeing more mature, but in good shape. "What a beautiful woman," and ripping me a mischievous smile. He tells me a bit 'him. Same old story. Married young, baked a couple of kids in a hurry, now spends most of his day at work to keep them. With his wife, nothing more to say. A life already completed virtually nothing left to conquer. Except me, that I remain her biggest regret. I am staring into the neckline and blushes like old times. I decided at that moment that longtime fans like him, he deserves a reward. I go to the bathroom, carry the bag with me. From pocket pulled out a condom and keep it in the palm of your hand. I go out I go to the table and not sit, I say that I have to go, but I leave my laptop to fix. He gets up to greet me and reach out. It remains a bit 'shocked, was expecting maybe a abbraccio, ma mi asseconda. Prende la mia mano e stringendola sente quel tondino ricoperto dalla carta frastagliata. L’inconfondibile forma di un preservativo. Mi sorride impacciato. “Questa sarà la tua ricompensa quando me lo riporterai aggiustato”. Un uomo ha sempre bisogno di un incentivo per raggiungere la meta. E infatti due giorni dopo manda un messaggio avvisandomi che è tutto a posto e chiedendomi dove incontrarci per la consegna. Non fa cenno alla mia proposta e questo gli da diritto ad un ulteriore bonus. Gli chiedo quindi di portarmelo a casa, fornendogli l’indirizzo. Lo ricordavo giovane, but not stupid, so do not let this chance slip. I will write that after dinner, the first does not make it right. The bell, the triggering of the gate that opens, a ladder and a landing. Three doors, one on the left has the keys on both the patch and a post-it that read: COME AND FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS.
shut the door, he finds himself in my living room dark, many candles and a lamp on a table. Under the light of a ticket:
"Tonight realize your dream and my imagination. Want to play with me? I always wanted to be the object of pleasure a stranger in my house. Follow the candle will take you from me. I'll be ready, as you've never dreamed I could see, at your disposal. Do not deny anything. 'll Satisfy your every taste. But I will be bandaged and you will not have to talk. You'll let me know what you want in other ways. "
Stairs lead up to my room, a candle on each step, eventually a door and another post-it" Welcome to my world Are you ready? ". To avoid being distracted by his weakness, I put the earplugs. A mask in the eye, a nightgown transparent, black, ankle-length, low-cut back, deep gap side, a pair of stockings and my black shoes, heels twelve, with the red sole. No underwear. I wait for him sitting on the bed, legs crossed, hands behind, resting on the mattress. I do not know if he opened the door. And that makes me excited. The thought of him looking at me, studying the situation, thinking where to start with me, brings out the nectar from my legs, passing the flimsy texture of her dress and wetting the sheets. I've thought of everything, prepare everything to serve on the nightstand. Water, two glasses, also third in ice cubes, condoms, massage oil and various adult toys. I can not quantify how much time has passed since she rang the bell. I'm beginning to think that is gone, overwhelmed by so much my resourcefulness. Instead I feel the cold hand of man, stroking his cheek. I touched her face, passes under the chin and with the pressure of the fingertips of two fingers, makes a sign to get up. I smile, humor him. I get up, his hand passes behind the neck, her fingers through my hair, leaving her head back and kissed me at that moment. A dry kiss. Lips pressed to mine. I have to squint and wet with his tongue. A moment's pause, to be brave, to believe that it is all true. That my tongue has given permission to enter me, from where he likes most. From that moment, I am his, and with an impetus that un'impudenza da farmi temere. La sua foga è giustificata da dieci anni di attesa, di sogni erotici e chissà quanti momenti solitari in bagno. Il suo desiderio avverato è lì davanti a lui e con quella lingua l’ho autorizzato a sfogare sul mio corpo pulsioni a lungo trattenute.
Fa scivolare la sottoveste lungo i fianchi, perlustra tutta la mia pelle con le mani, afferrando i seni e stringendoli, fino a farmi male, non riesce a trattenersi. Mi caccia una mano tra le gambe, sentendomi bagnata. Se la lascia inondare, la sfrega lungo le mie cosce, mentre l’altra passa dietro, scende lungo la schiena, prendendomi una natica e stringendola con la stessa foga con la quale aveva close to the breast. The leaves and the next moment I feel the slaps. I'm worried, I think I may have gone too far and I have given carte blanche to a maniac. People change with time, oh my. What a stupid I was. I feel that he shakes his shoulders, pushing me down, makes me kneel. While I go down, caressing her hips, still dressed. Unfasten the belt, unbutton the jeans, I slipped the boxers and the taste. My tongue licks from top to bottom, with only the tip with one hand and grab it. The other is below. I'll take it in your mouth, not all, can not do it. And while I hold it with her lips, her tongue I do go crazy. The usual chore where I know I'm good. I should calm down for a while '. I hope. I dedicate it to him, to his delight, that I can not hear with your ears, but I feel bigger in your mouth. Shakes my neck and head, you are communicating such as holding. He's trying to resist, but can not make it long. My language is chiseling its point, without giving him respite. In a few moments I get flooded with him. A warm, viscous jet of him inside me. I do not lose a drop. The swallow. I know this makes men mad. Fewer women, but not for modesty or disgusting. Simply for the consistency of the liquid, which is not easy to swallow. That's why I prepared the water. I tell him to pay a bit '. He hesitates a moment, I think you are recovering. Then I left there on her knees and walks away. I get up, are in my room, I can move also blindfolded. I sit on the bed and wait. Throbbing waiting. What will he do now? He will be enough? If it is gone? I feel his fingers move over my mouth, makes me open, it supports a glass. I drink. Just time to swallow his tongue that gets me. Kiss me, passionately. It has not yet subsided. I grab a breast, again with strength and with your other hand down. I have thrown open the other lips. There shoves two fingers, and slipped away again. The thing I'm not crazy, is the situation that excites me. Feel the rush of the outburst of a repressed man who for years has desired me, excites me. For the rest, if not is getting on very well. Begin to think that she only had sex with his wife. And what I learned from doing porn. Silly video made by men for men. Where to count measures and duration male, not female fulfillment. Continue for a few minutes, I give him rope and humor him with some groan here and there. Then he stops, makes me get up and lie down on the bed, face down. I already know where it will arrive. But I have no intention to do so. If so give me time, it will hurt and I hurt. Does not exist. He began to lick between her buttocks, is uncontrollable. I spreads her legs, it puts unqualified language and some fingers. I feel that what made him mad, because it moves wildly. I would tell him to stop, but I can not, I feel so excited by so much enthusiasm. I can only whisper "condom", and indicate the table where I put them in sight. He walks away from me, I take this opportunity to put on more comfortable. I think we'd better, because he certainly will soon. I get up and I bent forward offering him the best show that you can imagine. I'm not expecting much, both hands gripping my pelvis, a language I moisten a soft tip and try to slip. It helps with my fingers, I widens, there slips, but his penis, no. Do not make it. I feel that any attempt ammosciano things further. I understand that I do give up and convince him to change course. Reach out, glielo prendo, lo massaggio un po’ , fino a sentire che sta riprendendo quota. Mi piego in avanti e lo porto all’imbocco della mia vagina. Ecco, accomodati è tutta tua. Lui entra e si inturgidisce all’istante. Comincia a spingere violentemente, fino a spostare il letto. Deve dimostrarmi di essere un uomo e riprendersi dalla figura di prima. Mi tiene una mano sulla spalla, per non farmi divincolare e con l’altra mi schiaffeggia il sedere, ogni tanto. Sono tramortita da tanto impeto e da tanto fiato. Continua per un bel po’, senza cambiare ritmo o posizione. Mi sta semplicemente stantuffando. Quando si ferma, capisco che è venuto. Al mio piacere non ho pensato. E come potevo ? Lui si allontana. Io mi alzo. Poi sento una mano the neck, caressing me and I remove a plug from the ear. A familiar voice said to me: "Next time, I want it all. You wrote that I do not deny anything. "It goes away. A second chance is not denied to anyone, for heaven's sake ... but I do not think it will get better.