5 years after

We were friends for more than five years he was almost 30 and I had met only recently 25. We kept one. friendship remotely backed up with long conversations via MSN had long not seen in person at least two years <.../p>

. The truth is that over time had us sitting well he kept still an attractive delicious temptation of nearly 1.80, and tan. The years passed by it, but I loved to rock with your age. I had changed a lot. I had bigger breasts, generous hips and several tattoos throughout the body, but above all, he had lost inhibitions and knew what I liked to do and what I do in bed.

To mark the issue of a fair in the sector in . which he worked, came to town I offered one of the sofas and shared apartment as I was traveling alone, it seemed a good idea.

He wore four years and peak with his girlfriend and were doing everything right (at least it seems to me), and I almost a year was a great guy. The truth is that when I offered to stay in my house I did it because I wanted to see how it is handled in bed. We had an outstanding bill and I was ready to tempt him since he walked through the door. Only sex.

He came to my house after the first day of work, with a small suitcase late night. My roommate was not home and grateful that I had to work that night, and I knew my boyfriend and I knew I would not approve of my intentions. He said I was tired and I was staying in my guest house watching a movie.

He was excited about his visit. The uncertainty and the desire were making me crazy again. As I opened the door I undressed with his eyes and noticed. I wore a black, short and low-cut nightgown. My long hair, covering part of the neck and quickly picked up the hair. He wanted me to see what I had, I could taste if wanted.

He came in, gave me his stuff and asked for a towel to take a shower. This was too much for me. Imagine naked, in the hot water, that delicious brown skin. I wanted to come and participate in the shower, but I held back. I prepared the couch and waited out of the bathroom.

He wore a gray T-shirt and shorts. The still wet, long hair resting on her shoulders. The water falling on her naked body was the only image that came to my mind at that time and was not able to speak. “You’re handsome,” was all he said.

We dined fast and just as we were saying goodbye to go to sleep, I played my trump card.

– I know it’s late, but you’re only here one night do you want to come to my room to talk and listen to music

? – Only if you put music infamous

The first step was taken. We turn off the lights of the room and headed toward my bedroom.

As he entered, he began to rummage through my CDs. He chose one and began to ring. “Once upon a time I Could not Control Myself,” the lyrics of that song first. To me it was costing me much control myself. He was rummaging through my CDs and I lay in bed. He thought if would be attracted to me. Perhaps he preferred that nothing happened, but I know that he also had a score to settle.

He changed the disk. My dear Queens. I was very excited and that music was hot and sexy. I got up and I started to move with the music. Then came the sexiest song of all … “autopilot not control”

I got into the song and I got carried away. My hips moved gently, my hands ran up and down my body. I closed my eyes and imagined that they were his hands that touched me. Around the hips, lifting a little nightgown, caressing my breasts and my neck. He finished the song.

Suddenly he started ringing again. Surprised, I opened my eyes. he was staring at me with his hand on the stereo. I wanted to continue dancing. But this time I danced for him.

First I turned around, looking up and down at him. My hands caressed her arms, her neck, her hair wet. I walked a lot and I started rubbing my body against hers. he could hear my heavy breathing. I could hear yours. I invited him to participate in the dance. I turned and began to move, as he took his hands and put them on my waist. It went smoothly, until I noticed how stroked his hard cock with my hips swaying. He lowered his hands and pressed my body against hers. The song is over. And again start to ring. “Autopilot no control”.

I led him to my bed and asked her to sit on the end. Before him, I took off my nightgown very slowly. Underneath she wore a pair of black lace panties. his shirt and pants off. It was spliced. Very spliced. And I was very wet.

I sat astride him. He could feel his erection through panties and I felt that I gave off heat through his shorts. He started playing with my breasts. I was dying to kiss him, to feel my tongue with his, wet and hot. He looked away from my breasts and watching my lips said “you mind if I bite my lip?”. My answer was humedecérmelos.

His lips swooped on me and I felt the bite that I had requested. We started kissing and touching each other. That it was getting very hot. And even harder.

I lay on the bed and removed her panties. He bent down and put his head between my legs. His tongue played and moved all over my sex. I trembled with each lengü etazo, looking forward to the next. Then he stood up and quickly pulling down her pants, pierced me with all his might. He groaned. And I shuddered.

He began to move inside me with intensity, desire. Looking me straight in the eye and said “I’ve been wanting to fuck and five years”. How it made me feel his movements, his soft skin on mine, sweat of the two … hear her breathing and moaning. No longer listened to the song.

I change posture and started over. Hence the penetration was deeper. I could feel his cock in and out, beating. He felt like it was going up his sperm. I started moving faster. My breasts were moving sharply up and down and he seemed to like it.

When I noticed that he was about to cum, I increased the intensity and squeezed hard. Suddenly he sat up, grabbed my hips. He was running. I felt each thrust, each jet … and exploded. With every blow my orgasm even noticed his hard cock. I screamed with pleasure.

We look at each other. “I had five years trying to fuck you so,” I whispered. We continue giving pleasure until it was day. I made a blowjob that lasted nearly 40 minutes. It was delicious to feel his penis in my mouth. While I sucked, he groaned. And how he ran. I licked and enjoyed making him. And he to me. With his tongue and hands, he got had two orgasms.

That day, there was only one rule: never leave this room what happened tonight. Still it continues to respect.

Breakfast and fuck one last time in the shower, with the water falling on our bodies. Then he picked up the suitcase and left. Now, every time we talk, we warmed remembering what happened. That secret. That amazing and forbidden sex.

Would give more if he asked me …