Mr. Mystery

That Saturday I got up at midmorning, type 10:00 or 10:30 On Friday there were outdated and despite having bathed. and I had breakfast, was still to face asleep. At 18 times of euphoria and fatigue seem agigantarse. My mother asked me before lunch will take some clothes to the cleaners which was about three blocks. That task me It was as if I were asked to build the pyramids of Egypt, but I had no choice but to join forces and go. I left as it was, the middle alignment with the shirt half out cowboy and my mane of black, straight hair quite disheveled, under the . and feeble protests of my parents, to let everybody know my act of rebellion today is that at that age, everything is us well and even in the worst circumstances, we are cute and so attractive.

. And that was my case going back to my house slowly, as detached from the world, thinking not … the immortality of the crab, when a car caught my attention, by repeatedly that passed to me.

then I looked inside and saw was a man about 50 years of completely black hair with a few canitas in his sideburns, olive complexion, with a slightly aquiline nose and piercing black eyes that made me an address at that time I did not understand very well. My heart raced as always happens to me in all my meetings with men.

Anyway I Slow down and tried to follow their instructions to go to a less busy street where it was parked and invited me up.

I, quite nervous I tried to comb my hair with your fingers to get something presentable and my red cheeks, I agreed. he said with a big smile and greeted me politely scolded me every lap he had to give the car to get my attention, which made me blush even more and I apologized. He laughed that made me smile and I relaxed a little.

Then he put his hand, which I thought was great, on my thigh and squeezed me staring at me and asked me my age. I said I was 18 and looked at me with suspicion: are you sure? I give you no more than 16 …

As I said in other stories I measure 1.60 tall, skinny but with the body well defined and with buttocks as I’m always turned me something bulky over but I always dispensed many compliments from men.

Then he asked me my name and I said Franc what your

? Better not to know my name, I said. I was very surprised and asked how’ll call you, then? and he said do not worry, I’ll call you … Then I’ll call Mr. Mystery, and I told him laugh heartily again

. Then we agreed that we would see that night in an apartment in the center, which had to that end.

It was a one-room apartment but larger than most; He was minimal but luxuriously furnished, with a huge set with very low indirect lighting and soft music and a bed, making it the perfect setting for a sexual encounter. Mr. Mystery greeted me with a tight hug as he whispered in my ear: Putiiitooo

! Then he poured two whiskeys and offered me one without asking and while slightly bumped his glass with mine, said I drink this night of lust and passion.

I blushed but smiled and took a sip of my whiskey. The looked at me without saying anything with his black eyes hypnotized me, I put a little nervous but in turn were born within me an intense fire that drove me to undress but I did not allow it.

We continue drinking and watching, speaking sparingly. Occasionally stroking my cheeks and turned his thick index any of my nipples hardened with only the proximity of your hand.

I admire your innocent beauty, he said, perfect for an evening with friends share you would be. But I’m too selfish for that, I just want pervertirte and kissed me passionately pressing me against him. I could only moan with excitement. Then he began to undress slowly, kissing and licking my trembling body. At times I loved, at times insulting me … all in the same tone.

Once I was naked long played with my body caressing, kissing, licking, biting … It scared me and calmed me.

It forced me to kneel and only then let me try his dick. Huge cock, darker than the rest of your skin, with many surcándola veins and a salty taste that blew me away. I kissed and licked. I opened my mouth to receive playing with my tongue on it. It grew in size until a drowning me. That excited him.

I left without air for a few seconds and I pulled it out. And without missing a long time to get me back to drown.

I just stared at him with watery eyes and my face flushed. he took me very strong hair while in and out of my mouth for a long time. Then he threw me on the bed and felt the full weight of his body on me, crossing his hands fire mine. He backs to bite my nipples and I screamed in pain and then licked to relieve. He repeated several times that sadistic game until suddenly felt a great pain that took my breath away for a moment and think I lost consciousness.

When I recovered I knew that I had skewered in one blow, all his huge cock in my ass excitedly pulsing to the rhythm of my breathing. I kept staring into his eyes, reproaching him with my eyes as he smiled mischievously with his bright eyes, feverish, almost evil while whispering: what cutest and innocent angel and what they’re fucking bitch more!

I hated him and wanted him. I did enjoy and subjected me … I made me want not to leave any more out of me.

he grabbed me at a good pace, neither fast nor slow, but steady. I gasped, screamed, asked more and more, clawed back. Suddenly he started moving with an almost frantic pace, I rode very hard, very hard, very hard … until he came inside me. Its jets of warm milk in me made me feel full, flattered, rewarded …

He dropped his body on me, even without leaving inside me and remained so sleepy some time, intoxicated until, as if separate cost us our bodies, we joined slowly and quietly.

He poured me another whiskey and drank it while we dressed.

When we were going out I turned and slapped him with all my strength. Mr. Mystery looked at me, smiled and kissed me with a kiss on film and I said long ago that no putito made me enjoy as much as you’re perfect …

! So for a few months we are keeping that stormy relationship, strange, mysterious and unique, until you called me.

I never knew why he hid his name, but I know that I remember so far …