hormonal Descontrol (Chapter I)

Come in and shut the door

I heard that phrase. and for a moment I did not know what to do. Alma was naked, lying on her bed, with her long legs spread and her wet sex pointed directly at me. This was a show that had imagined countless times, but the reality at that time left in complete fool of my imagination. So I wondered to myself as I closed the door so that it works? Alma wasted no time. I was still immersed in my thoughts when my roommate caught me with his natural gift in the art of deep throat. And it’s not throw me flowers, but my penis is not small. Very few women had managed to eat the whole cock, but certainly none had shown ability as amazing. And for a moment I came the lead song that says: “Life gives you surprises, life surprises you.” Alma’s lips brushing my eggs, I smiled thinking of the song, but was a surprise what was happening? The truth is, no.I knew that would happen, I did not know was how or when. Alma was one of my three roommates. All Erasmus students. Lucy and she had moved to the floor earlier this year. One was German, while it was on his knees before me was Norwegian, studied together, and the stories they told were two friends looking for new adventures. The other roommate called Ankie was Dutch, and was the one who spent less time on the floor. Alma continued devouring my cock, while vigorously rubbing the clitoris, when we hear open and close the front door of the house. For a few seconds, Alma stopped, but immediately continued sucking my cock like that. My curiosity, however, could not help but ask about who it was. Lucy ?, Will be Ankie? It was obvious that my plan to fuck all three was working. But too many external factors that could not control caused me so much uncertainty that was about to lose my mind. But there I was, naked from the waist down, watching the spectacle, full lips as Alma roamed over and over whole shape of my cock, watching as the hitherto holy, enjoyed my eggs dripping from his own drool . Placer Placer big! From time to time she opened her eyes and directed his gaze directly to the mine. I loved that. As I loved watching the curves of her naked body to the rhythm that marked his throat. Alma was hot, surely hot as never before. And it was my fault. Not because he has given flowers, or because it had deployed a seductive arts expert. Alma was hot because of testosterone. Testosterone, which like the other two girls, on a regular basis, I was responsible for administering. Easy work. The hormone comes in a tube and is a transparent, odorless and tasteless gel. We could say that is like thick water. I will not describe here the virtues and risks of the use of this hormone; for purposes of this story, it is only necessary to know that men like dogs gets horny and women too. Exactly seven days ago and I took that had poured some into the bottle of liquid soap worn by girls. That was how, over a week, each time any of the girls took a shower unwittingly was taking a bath of hormones that gradually was warming.

Now I want you to fuck me really hard, like one of those whores who both know you like to watch online.

That was true and that they know what part of the plan. On the fifth day of receiving special treatment, I started masturbating locked in my room without lowering the volume on the computer. It was a way to test whether testosterone was working. Alma’s room was next to mine. Our bed shared the same wall. She listened to me and it was not long before I also listen to it. Her moans through the wall to my ears sounded like the chirping of good news. Knowing that Alma was masturbating the other side of the wall, as I did too, it was enough to make me really horny, so you take me long to cum. After our exchange of views in the living room or the kitchen confirmed to me that she was experiencing a rapid transformation. He seemed more open, more jovial, witty and fun. It was as if the fever of testosterone were becoming a much more self-confident people.

Two days later, security was such that he felt he did not hesitate to masturbate with the door open wide room. I knew we were on the floor just us two and that would not be long when I bite your hook. Although, if you think about it, it’s like the story of the fish that like to fish that eats the fish. The trap she handed me was because I handed it to her first. Perfect plan. It’s like getting your mother kill your wife and then cut and run with the sister. And all these, Alma moving her hips wildly happy with envestidas enjoying herself that was provided. His wildness and delivery was such that sometimes seemed that Alma was terribly wrong and it just fucking getting some relief. Never in my life I saw no woman gushed that way. My crotch and the bed were wet as if this woman instead of an orgasm had broken source. One of the jets shot out so hard that wet my chest and even tasted some drops that ended up in my mouth. She came not know how many times, as I never managed to do it. His erect cock, but more than envestía, sure to be thinking about pistoladas at that moment did not get to cum.

After I do not remember how long, Alma, at that moment, seemed to be satisfied. We were a long time in silence, both naked, smoking cigarettes, still lying on the bed. Outside the room, running water in the shower was heard. At that time, even he knows that it was Lucy, and as I learned later, to hear how well they spent Alma and I, when the fever rose, he had no choice but to run to the bathroom to masturbate. But that’s part of the next chapter.