Irony duplicate

That afternoon pseudo morbid for two months had been a very overwhelming sexual experience, it is true, yet I I convinced being used and, therefore, projected in me an objectively unjustified complex stinking slut, a very macho concept that for outmoded educational influences or social conventions of the Middle Ages, could not overcome easily. I enjoyed both Akim that, I definitely noticed a mere object of desire in the hands of an unscrupulous. A strange and contradictory feeling invaded my body and, what is worse, all my soul. There were days I still excited thinking about that monster copper skin, and the man he hit.

. But that already long ago, and now she was enjoying with 3 friends in a bar of mojitos in the neighborhood of Borne Every Thursday, Friday and Saturday attempted escape from enriqueciéndome my student routine with the company of my closest friends, with whom we share laughter and experiences. Now it had become fashionable to “go mojitos”, and the southern part of the city is the hot spot to meet and for meetings impossible, to also approaching former acquaintances or old know better presented. It seems that all the citizenry night owl comes together in three streets of the old town three days a week. Are fun nights of rest, you can end up saturated society drunken relations, or even accompanied by a random traveler through a simple sexual impulse. I had a rule since several years ago not sleep with guys who had met that night, let alone drink as being, on the two occasions that threw me, simply because I boiled the hell, I found The next morning in bed with a filthy and smelly unknown. The mere prospect of repeating something made me nauseous.

But the problem of our existence is that there are coincidences, and that ironically will face the ghosts of your past, even if it is close. That’s how I ran smack into one of my ghosts. That night was one more, a Friday I think, was enjoying good company and laughing with friends and two lumps stuck us during the evening. And I saw appear. He crossed the front door and just as I was staring at the body, he turned to return my gaze. Akim was accompanied by another guy who, fortunately, was not Santi. I lacked only the pathetic number of an offended or indignant gentleman. For a moment I sighed in relief and at the same time, I admit, I felt a dizzying chill throughout the body that made me shiver with whiplash. Certainly my countenance changed suddenly.

“? You all right” asked Ana.

“Yes, I think I drank too much today,” I replied aware that it was a false answer.

Akim looking from the corner of the place, from the table where we were, I learned to recognize each physical detail that, at the time, had possessed me wildly. Those thoughts that I still occupied sporadically since then, were gathering into one, making my own fitness mood changed radically to move to gradually warm. I tried to hide my interest in the character and, occasionally, I rejoined the gathering and laughter. This exercised, in turn, extinguishing the flames that were setting in my underwear. Really I did not expect this physiological reaction brought about through my mind because, as I said before, Santi and Akim were already a finite experience. The problem is that my pussy has its own ideas. And very hungry.

Minutes passed and I sensed that Akim would not talk to me at all. No doubt he recognized me but did not seem interested in even say hello. His character and misogynist macho culture prevented him behave like an educated person or, as we say in society, “as a gentleman.” On the one hand I held the pose yours, I would not think how to address the situation and, above all, I would not know how to make that giant Ana my friends, Monica and Esther. What would you say? “I present to Akim, a friend of mine sulfur” … or “this is Akim, girls, the Impaler of Transylvania”. Nah! Better that way.Improper counterpoint to all this is that the bastard my pussy was saying “au au auuuu”. But neither case.

Akim and his friend were standing at the bar having a few beers and throwing a few glances and others. In that sense they did not stand the challenge of men: they went hunting. And my stupid pride would not allow that. I mean, is this bastard dared face made me a ciscos two months before and now I would not even say “hello”? No way.I excused myself and my group got up to address to the bar with the intention of “order another drink.” My look was very seductive, when I go out at night always try to be the object of desire of alpha males in search of easy bait. It was a game that I liked to gamble and then close and resist me lasciviously to any offer. Which forced me to go home alone and hotter than the stick of a churrero. The daily masturbation was what my temperature regulated for the rest of the week. I remember that night wore her hair with a ribbon British print, a white blouse with lace trim, a miniskirt with matching tie and a maroon leggings that reached the upper thigh. My arms were, no doubt, of mass destruction.

I went to the bar and placed next to Akim.

“Two more mojitos”, please, I snapped the waiter. “Are not you going to say hello, Akim?”

“Hello Eva. What am I going to do if you’ve already taken the initiative “

“I do not know, man, why education?” Replied hotly. “There will be around Santi, right?”

“I did not come with him today”.

“I see now. Are you very angry “

“Hey Eva, what do you want from me? Have you come to wonder Santi, not to reproach you or greet you put looking at Cuenca again? “He vomited the pig sarcastically. His companion smiled.

“That’s funny … I think maybe you’re the only guy on the planet?”

“Of course not. But surely you would like it to be, ha ha ha “.

Your safety and narcissistic mood clenched my nerves and in turn, gave me a brutal disease. Verbal humiliation that made my body to overheat inside and expand their calories to all my limbs. The feeling was so contradictory that I was several seconds reviewing it with the look from top to bottom, with new mojitos in both hands, thinking “I want to fuck again this disgusting”.

Then, without another word, as if reading my thoughts, I grabbed the mojitos, the repositioned on the bar and took my hand dragging him toward the innermost part of the premises, where the restrooms were. I wanted to resist the explicit violence, he was not willing to follow him wherever he wanted. I pulled my hand down to let go, but he had a good grip on me and shoved, finally forcing me to enter the basin destined to the disabled. It was a room outside the traditional box-shaped basins. It included essential for ease of disabled supplements and, therefore, was a less crowded and more intimate place. I do not remember what was going through his head in those seconds, but cherish their immediate words.

“Take off your panties,” I won.

“Are you kidding? What are you going, man “I was starting to scare a little

“You take off your panties! ! And give them to me, “he insisted.

Reluctantly I obeyed. I put my hands under the skirt, in the most discreet way that I was able, and as he started bajármelas not take his eyes off Akim.

“Rushed up! Give them to me “.

I reached out to offer them and immediately put them in the face to smell them in one long and powerful olfactory gesture.

“Fuck what you smell good pussy bitch. Get me dick and suck my dick, “I gave while still enjoying my scent.

“Dude, you got what you wanted, now leave me alone”.

I started to worry and, simultaneously, their obscenities and insults made me a thousand.

“Do not make me repeat myself Eve. I want you to do me a blowjob. And fast, we can not monopolize this service a long time “.

I subordinate to their requests. he kept my panties all over her face, sniffing and staring at the ceiling, shaking his hips transmitting my obligation to open the fly to get the bar that I still remembered considerably, bright size, ocher and smell Moor. I opened his pants from the first to the last button and download it for knee I crouched in front of him. I roll up the skirt at the waist, leaving my pussy wet in sight, I curled my legs opening squatting near maximum slip and pulled his erect member. He left abruptly and hit me in the face. It was already very hard, but I knew that it could get even tighter.

“Eva begins to suck, I’m very stuffy and I fill of milk”.

Gee, could not allow me again stained hair, face and clothes with its torrent of thick white sperm. I knew what that was, and now we were in a public place. I would have to invent something for not betraying my furtive 10 meters from my girlfriends practices. I grabbed as I could that dark and full of roughness cylinder and took it into her mouth without further thought. I noticed how more and more hardened in my mouth as he helped the raid with small movements back and forth to fuck me, first slowly, then with more delight. I did not compromise the exuberance and was pausing his thrusts with my own hands, setting a depth stop inside me.

“Wow, what a mouth, man. Do not stop until I tell you, “he told me.

While pajeaba that cipote with my lips and rubbed my hand plunger, noting his excitement and listening to their growling, I looked up expecting a final gesture on his face, a face that revealed his next step. And while I thought how I would take their spurts without disguise an impossible box in front of the crowd formed. But I did not have much time for reflection.

“I was going to leave and Eve,” whispered among several wheezing Repeated.

I thought all I could do at that point was to accelerate my movements, allowing more depth in my throat and let it unload all your paste into me. I suddenly noticed how a first discharge out of the swollen cock through my throat and into my stomach. Her moans were those of a guy unloading to their fullest potential. I closed my eyes and allowed to continue releasing my mouth bowels, but the amount of cream was beyond my gullibility, and immediately noticed how I was filling her mouth with spunk that she could not swallow. The funnel effect inevitably resulted in a revolting arcade urged me to set aside the stuffed cock aside and spit on the floor all that could not assimilate. He still had his hand gripped my member and my head down helped me get rid of the huge run.

“Look, you bitch! What a way to swallow, baby “.

“Fuck you, asshole. I almost drowned”. He was very angry.

“I take your panties. If you want to come home on Wednesday at seven and I will give your gift. ” He snapped out of the sink quietly, before I could say anything more.

At that time I cared only recover and to get dressed their best to avoid suspicion anyone what had happened. The only difference is that now was not wearing panties, but it is something that no one would be correct to say during the remainder of night. I sat back in front of my friends and I could see that Akim and his friend had disappeared.

“Where have you been, Eva? The waiter brought two glasses at the bar that left abandoned “.

“Sorry, girls, was in the bathroom talking on the phone”.

“Damn, why call so important !, ha ha ha.”

There was no talk anymore. I was uncomfortable and quite congested. He felt a slight breath of fresh air on my bare chichi and gave up the rest of the night citing fatigue. I said goodbye and, in the taxi back, review mentally all that had happened during those fifteen minutes in the toilet for the disabled and, especially, tried to remember why my panties got and tried to guess what “gift” referred before disappear from sight. “On Wednesday at seven.” That guy was freak. And I, if I decided to attend the event. I got home and, first of all, even before rinse your mouth thoroughly, take hold of my toy latex to ease my crotch naked under the skirt, while he could still taste the metallic taste of Akim on my lips and smell the invisible remains the sap under my nostrils.

The following Tuesday he still was circling around what happened in the basin and, above all, the worst thing is that I was seriously considering going to see Akim, not only to get my underwear, but to claim the ” Gift ” I had promised. He could not help that many warm thoughts with certainty that any of them could meet the next day. That guy was really rude and humiliating. And it is just that what made me so horny. It was the first time in my life that the rudeness of a man, and his unorthodox and unconventional forms, called my attention with such desire. At the end it was going to be the idiot Santi had done me a favor doors opening myself a sex based on the experience of obedience and submission.

Whether it was Wednesday. On Wednesday. And I spent the day at home studying and thinking. At 6 pm he got ready to leave home to catch the bus Akim destination. I’m not dressed in a particularly sexy, wearing skinny jeans, a wool sweater with high collar, wore a high stilettos that look more stable my figure and carrying a handbag. I made sure to wear panties well clean, freshly molted, and tried not to wet them during the journey. I do not know if I would get it. Many things down my mind, and none of them had to do precisely with a blessed repressed.

I knocked on the door at seven o’clock. I was nervous and excited. He was well aware of why I was there, and I did not think recoil at any time. That made me a disgusting Moor thousand. Dirty and impertinent aroused in me the most basic instincts. And I could feel my lower parts are warmed and moistened by the mere fact of being there, waiting for the ” treat ” behind that door. Finally he opened and Akim invited me. I immediately recognized the smell of incense, the Moorish stay and recharged at a time and cozy decor. And I scanned a silhouette sitting on the floor in the back of the room, which did not fit with what I remembered.

” Go and make yourself comfortable, Eva&quot ;, offered me Akim. ” Do you remember Tone? He was with me the day you made me blowjob and I ran in your mouth “.

” I do not know why you have to be so ordinary, man&quot ;, I said rhetorically.

” Are you going to do now close “?

” It has nothing to do with it … ” I tried to finish the sentence when Akim grabbed me by the arm to pull me to him strongly.

” Stop talking and show us how good you are&quot ;, pork concluded uncle.

I emptied the bag and threw it on one of the cushions of the floor by the unexpected guest called Tone. And while I was transfixed, staring up at the center of the room, Akim came to undress quietly slipping my sweater over my head, dropping my bra to show my full breasts, unlacing my feet for easy removal of the pants and leaving finally in front of his friend panties. Moroccan tone said something that I was unable to guess. But her face, I could imagine me.

” sit in this chair and masturbate for us, Eva “.

I could not construct a sentence. I sat in the chair looking at Akim and then his friend, as if hypnotized, as if suffering a post traumatic stress syndrome. It was a very embarrassing situation. I had to jerk off in front of these two hungry orangutans, and I was his only day agape. They leveraged both on the ground, sitting on cushions typical front of my crotch, maybe a couple of meters away.

” Touch your and get horny Eva, we want to see how you get excited ” He released Tone. Were the first words I heard him say since I know of its existence.

I started to stroke my tits and my nipples harden facilitate secretion flow under my panties. It was very difficult in that guise excited, and I was taking more time than usual, which did not please my fans, in a surge of sexual sabelotodismo, to be joined on both sides of my seat. Akim grabbed my one leg to lift and tone did the same in his hand while using his free hand began to grope my pussy on the fabric of my undergarment. He turned to say something to Akim in his native language, and spent the next minutes with your fingers to rub my shield and my guess hot that left completely without hair lips. Tone struggled to warm up swiftly, and his insistence paid off soon. I started to get very nasty feeling those fingers playing over my fine clothes, and Akim spanned between two fingers one of my nipples, squeezing just enough pressure to ease my fever. Tone locate by touch my swollen clitoris and proceeded to rub insistently, forcing me to groan that provided encouragement to my two pajeadores. The groping of the most sensitive part of my body would soon result in an orgasm that both were willing. And when my sighs were already very clear, and my characteristic tremors, Tono decided to speak Spanish:

” Move over, beautiful&quot ;, whispered as he rubbed up my button at full speed.

” You have to point the&quot ;, confirmed Akim.

Both were well aware that I was running. You contracted me in the saddle, closed legs shut and let me now possessed by itself.

” siiii ha ha ha ” Tone cried heartily, as if he had found gold in a stream.

Between them they had managed to unload all my passion inside my panties. He would not imagine how he had left, but Tono not wait any longer to find out. Me he yanked and confirmed that “these were for him.” That is, again he would come home with a fresh fig. But not yet.

Akim up my chair while talking to his friend back into your own language. He took me to a room that turned out to be her bedroom, or guest, because it was brief and austere decor. I sat on the edge of the bed and stretched my body on it. Then appeared before me tone. I entered my head and I could see how quickly undressed from the waist down steep showing his dick. Without saying a word in Castilian lifted my legs and I speared one thrust. I screamed in pleasure and pain. It was not as big as Akim member, but that erratically rushing into my gut sensations offered too rough.

“By God Eva, how hot are” babbling tone as he pumped me mercilessly.

Akim had undressed me and seemed to expect his fully erect turn. I felt full, moaning with pleasure, some sounds that along with the smell of sex and invaded the entire stay. Occasionally I intended to witness the ravages of my fucker and placing my fingers at the entrance to my vagina, palpable how the bar in and out of me at full speed and completely stained my own flow. He no longer felt pain, now it was all pure lust, genuine appetite. Soon I cum to the beast sticking to my Impaler as he released tiny jets, which became more abundant when Tint suddenly left in me. As I witnessed this orgasmic flurry I slapped repeatedly vulva intending to use my sensitivity on my own behalf, splashing on my thighs liquid still emerging from my body.

Akim mouth stretched up in bed and asked me to get me about it, that its perpendicular member impaled me and moved me “as the whore who was” in his words. I obeyed as a good “whore” in effect, and started jumping slowly on its huge cock. I myself set the pace and depth of the phallus, not for nothing is the ideal position to control those details. Then I went back into ecstasy, and my main movements were already very deep and arrhythmic. Akim grabbed me by the shoulders to approach the rest allowing his head next to hers. It was then that I felt the breath of tone just behind my ear and immediately, his hot member groping my ass.

“Wait, please!” I yelled to Shade, who had already begun to push on my rough hole rosy.

“Quiet Eve, will carefully” I whispered as I Akim body paralyzed hard to avoid any possibility of escape.

He had not finished the sentence and the glans of his friend was already sliding down the inside of my gut. I could feel forced me, how did that hole themselves only once before been drilled. He went so lilting, with the express intention not to hurt me. I could not avoid making moans of pain. But it was not pain. It was the feeling of being invaded in the depths of your being sorry was confident completely betrayed, of being raped under a tacit consent. And it was excellent.

When both cocks are definitely found within me he began a swing shift that was taking me directly to paroxysm. The physical and mental efforts of the two guys to not coincide in the same envestida were now dormant. Sweaty and resoplones, had focused on their own excitement. And amid the copper-meat sandwich I enjoyed my orgasms, they left no show just ten rounds. While demonstrating literally milked that pair of trunks, owned they betrayed his feelings snorting as desperate. About to download your fluids, then tried to delay paralyzing fucked and allowing the three could take a break and then another. These “kit-kat” moments are grateful because the intensity was higher minute. I felt these increasingly harsh and swollen cock inside me. Both holes had them relieved congested and had not been even a second from the initial penetration. I was enjoying so much he did not want an ending. But this was imminent.

First tone and then Akim out of my ass and my pussy, respectively, and quickly, one on each side of my torso and stretched his back, knelt aiming its missiles at the top of my torso.

“We are going to flood milk” snapped Akim with purple swollen face and eggs.

Tone seemed to have nothing to add. Both caught their tails with one hand and, almost in unison, let out a loud groan serious and relevant bursts followed by his sperm on one side and the other, effectively flooded the upper part of my body, my boobs, my neck, my face and my hair. The amount of milk that was able to download Akim was nothing new for me, but not Tono walked behind him. It was fewer, but equally powerful and thick, leaving both my skin covered with semen. That’s the feeling that I took in the first person, then I confirmed it when, before the mirror, before showering, I checked the viscous white mantle that I had “given away”.

Fin