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
AristideHe looks into my eyes and tells me the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me: - But, you are so beautiful! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.- Is what you just said true?- I have never been more sincere.I lean in and kiss him passionately, and he responds to my kiss with fervor. We finally break apart, and I ask him:- Will you go out with me?- Yes, I would be delighted.I throw myself onto his lips for a passionate kiss. He lifts me up, and we continue to kiss, my arms wrapped around him like a koala. I signal the way to my room. He walks up the stairs.I feel his prominent erection through his pants. We arrive in front of the bedroom door. He pushes it open with his foot. We enter the room, he throws me on the bed and climbs on top of me.- Do you have a condom?- In the drawer!He pulls out the drawer and reveals tons of condoms, picking out those that fit him.He quickly removes my nightgown. I stand naked before his gaze filled with desire.
AristideI am in the middle of a good read when I hear noises coming from my living room. I check my computer to see who has entered my home. I am a rich heiress living alone. I am fifty years old. Yes, I am in the prime of life. It is true that I live alone, but I have enough resources to scare off thieves. In my computer, I see a burglar wandering in my living room. I want to... make a call to the police to inform them, but something holds me back. I take a well-loaded gun and go downstairs, making sure he is alone. He hasn’t come with anyone.- What are you doing in my house?He freezes and,- Don’t make any sudden moves and turn around slowly toward me.He slowly turns around; he is wearing a hood.- Remove your hood.- I won’t harm you if you let me go.- Between the two of us, who has the gun?And that’s when he notices the weapon. He automatically raises his hands.- I swear if you let me go, I won’t steal again for the rest of my life.- Who sent you?- No one, I swear!- You’
Jane - I won't let you do that. You're too important to my son. Don't go, we'll find common ground.- What do you mean by that?He comes back to press against me, rubbing himself against me with his huge bulge in his pants.My body reacts instantly:- I desire you, much more than I thought. Ever since I tasted you, I can't stop thinking about our night together. I have a continuous craving for you. Please let me taste you a little, from time to time. You can marry my son if you want, and I'll come visit you sometimes.As he spoke, his hand slipped between my thighs, caressing and stimulating me. He quickly unfastened his pants and abruptly thrust himself into me.- Hmm- You enjoy it as much as I do. Don't you?He gives my pussy hard slaps, which contract to reach pleasure. He spills himself inside me.Then he withdraws slowly. And leaves as he entered: Like a thief.Damn, what's happening to me?I start to enjoy his touches. I quickly clean myself and check my hair; everything is in