SarahWhat a shitty life I have! Yes, a life that thousands of people covet, a life of wealth, glamour, and sparkle. But once I get home, I find myself alone in this large house, my children are in boarding schools, there are two of them, the first is eighteen and the second is fifteen. My husband travels all around the world. But me, I remain cloistered here, in this abode like a lost soul. This life is dull and so is his life. I don’t even remember how long it has been since a man showed interest in me. I no longer know if I am beautiful or ugly.Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself, my name is Sarah, I am forty years old, and I have been married to Lucas for twenty years, and we have two children. My marriage is a marriage of convenience between two great billionaire families; there is no room for love in our home. Only relationships and money exist. Love? But what is that? I couldn’t say.I have been searching for it since my birth, my mother was a cantankerous woman who loved no one,
Ben She starts trembling all over her body...... I inhale her vulva deeply and she lets out a cry as she climaxes in my mouth, I swallow everything that lands in my mouth. I left a little on her pussy to help me slide in better. I take a condomI finish rolling it onto my stiff, erect penis. I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go.Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:-Are
BenHow is it that she is still a virgin at thirty-five? - Why are you a virgin at that age? If it is not too personal.- Come and sit down. What would you like to have?- I don't know, surprise me.She gives me a bottle of beer. And we take a seat on the same sofa.- My story begins when I was thirteen. I gained a lot of weight because my parents had just divorced and each blamed the other for the failure of their marriage. I was so fat that I had trouble moving around. Everyone made fun of me. Even my mother, it was my father who didn't throw stones at me. I decided to go and live with him. At school, it was hell, constant mockery, no one wanted to come near me for fear of suffering the same fate. I locked myself in my studies and I was the first in my class. But when it came to boyfriends, no one wanted to approach me, let alone hold my hand. When I got my diploma, I promised myself I would lose all this excess weight and show everyone who made fun of me what I had become.- I'm t
BenI begin to penetrate her vigorously. She moans more and more.- Hoooo well... well... hummmm yes.....Reassured by her moans, I increase my efforts. She is delightful; I think I'm becoming addicted to deflowering.They are so beautiful, and so tight, these girls, and they pay me to do it. We are so well synchronized that we reach the heights of pleasure together.We remain glued to each other; she breathes heavily, I look closely at her face, her eyes are closed, I believe she hasn't come down from her little cloud yet.- Are you okay? Did I hurt you too much?- No, my darling, you were phenomenal.The girls were right; you are a pro at this. I will recommend you to others as well.I withdraw from her, and before going to the shower, I respond:- Please don't do that. It's not a job for me.- But you do it so well.- I don't want to see a girl come to me asking for that kind of service. I don't want to anymore.- But you're not losing anything in this story; on the contrary.- I'm
Ben She was the second girl whose virginity I took, but not the last. A week later, another girl came to see me for the same reason: to remove her hymen. With two thousand dollars, her parents are rich.I was exhausted from turning them down, only for them to return even more determined than before. I simply asked her which day would suit her.- My parents are traveling this weekend, you can come to my place! - This weekend, I have a date with my girlfriend, so that won't work.- What day is your appointment?- Friday evening.- We can do it on Saturday evening or Sunday evening, you choose the day that suits you.- Let's go with Saturday evening.- Thank you so much, you don't know what a weight you've lifted off my shoulders.- See you later.The week passed quickly. The weekend arrived. On Friday evening, Rachelle, my girlfriend, came over. I took her to the hill where it was just the two of us. I took my laptop and connected to Netflix, we watched a good movie while eating some
Benjamin- My darling baby, where are you?This? This is my girlfriend, she's really annoying. I'm playing video games with my best friendJacobs. She always shows up at the wrong time.- I'm here, in the game room.My name is Benjamin, my friends call me Ben. I'm 18 years old and in my final year of high school. I'm a celebrity at my school, if not in my city. Do you know why? Because I'm the best lady's man in town. I have a reputation as a guy who knows how to 'tear the hymen' without too much pain for his partner.This is how it all started:Three years ago, I met my girlfriend, who's in the same class as me. It was love at first sight. We fell in love the moment we saw each other.We had a six-month platonic relationship. In the seventh month, in my parents' absence, I invited her over to my house where I had elegantly decorated my room. I bought flowers and prepared a romantic dinner. She was very happy with the efforts I made to please her. After the meal, after she had her des