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I liked the idea of being a cocksucker, and I liked it a lot. It was going around like that at the time, and interest in one guy wasn't on my mind. But that chance encounter in the faculty, that long-awaited fuck in an unusual place, his taste as a man, had literally kidnapped me.
On that lukewarm spring Thursday the girls were playing the football tournament players' girlfriends and I didn't want to talk about clothes while pretending to be a football expert.
It was an accident, then, to go and see that Miyazaki movie like crossing your eyes with those magnetic eyes. It was a first mental orgasm. The passionate kiss literally stuck to the wall. Fucking that old guy next door who'd been waiting to jerk off to an uninhibited sexting woman for who knows how long. The taste of her cum on my face. The parking lot. Her hands clutching at my neck and the thin line between the power play and the risk of losing my breath at any moment. That look on her face as bad as it was exciting... It had bewitched me. Getting away with my aloofness wasn't easy that night.
I'd made him think he called me Jade, just a fancy name in passing. I didn't know anything about him. When I got home I didn't even wash myself, I wanted his smell to stay on my skin for a long time as if I washed it forever.
In the following days, when I wanted to spend a minute just for myself, I would go automatically: pc, porn, "outdoor" or "pubblic" category, play, hand in the already wet panties and start the clitoris stimulation. I like masturbation. Losing myself in those shivers that run through your back, immersing myself in those bitches who get fucked by an apparent stranger. Yeah, the stranger. The images are repeated in the mind, the hand wisely massages the pussy dripping with moods, the back arches and there's his look. FUCK! What a treat! I'm a lake. I look at my watch and it's already 18.00, at 18.30 I start my shift at the bar. A shower on the fly, a shorts that highlights the roundness of the ass, a super heroes t-shirt to continue with the image of the student dedicated to her studies and not hungry for dicks, my faithful Converse.
When I get to the bar, Lorenzo is groping my ass on the way out, whispering to me that sooner or later he will. I smile and let him believe it. Once I get behind the bar, Agata tells me that he's come by looking for a little blonde guy, maybe a little older, clear eyes. That's him. My legs are shaking and a torpor is invading my body, especially in the pussy area. Just thinking about it, I'd like to go to the bathroom and finger my pussy thinking that soon I'll have his smell on me again, his hands all over my body. I'm trying to get back to reality. How did you know where I work? And then, Giada, that was the first name that crossed my mind. It scares me a little bit, but the excitement prevailed.
It was late at night. Fascinating, with his determination. I watched him for a long time. Wide shoulders, fine features, well-groomed beard... I'm not usually attracted to light-colored guys. Up to now, my fucks had been with curly, dark, dark boys, physically normal, not too tall, and not as interesting as I am about what would happen next. When I wanted to fuck, all I had to do was be a mischievous little slut and I would get what I wanted, which was to be thrown in a room in a shared flat with other students or in a car in some industrial area. By then it was easy. But him, he was a different story.
I approached him with professional "here's the menu". I looked him in the eye for half a second and he got all foggy. I was gonna get kissed passionately right away. But I walked away before jeopardizing my little job that allowed me to buy the right clothes for my casual sex or day-to-day cocksuckers. He ordered a spelt beer, particular taste I thought. "What time do you get off? I fancy you." I couldn't breathe and I could barely say "one o'clock".
I said hello to the other guys and saw him outside the bar smoking a cigarette. I wanted to hug him. Strange for me, I thought.
"Can you take a walk or do you have to go early tomorrow morning and tease some sexting on the faculty?" and he winked at me. I swear I would have done it in that instant, forgetting my classmates or the guys I met online, but I smiled and winked and we moved on to the walk along the city walls.
We talked until you couldn't take it anymore and I jumped on him. I kissed him for a long time while like a bitch in heat, I started to rub myself on his legs and I liked feeling his swollen cock inside my jeans.
"When I masturbate, I think of your cock, our intercourse. Porn is just a background now. I wish I was your bitch." He put his hand over my shorts. "You're a pretty little dog, you know that? "Feel that wet pussy, you even wet your jeans. Come with me. I know a place we can go." I got in his car, he pulled his cock out, and after a good licking, I started sawing off. When I got to the parking lot, I got out of the car and leaned down with my hands on the hood with my shorts down. "What a little bitch" whispered in my ear as he put his dick on my ass, one hand touching my breast and the other touching my pussy. He invited me into the car and stretched me out in the backseat, pulled me over with wide legs and grabbed me. I loved watching him fuck me. When I was about to come, I held him tight to me and, biting his shoulder, I came. The pussy was throbbing and dripping with moods. I kissed him hard. A strange new sensation ran through my body and, above all, in my mind. "Come to my face, please!" I told him as I held his face in my hands and looked at him enchanted. He made me get dressed and we got out of the car. He hugged me and I wanted my dick inside again, instead he wisely rubbed it on my hot clit, "lick my balls now," he said. I looked at him willingly and happy that he asked me. I ducked down and started sucking his balls. I'd also had another wish for a long time, so I turned him around and bent him a little bit at 90° and, from behind, I started brushing his asshole. Rimming was another category of porn that often appeared in my search history. When he was on the verge of coming, he turned around and, pointing his dick at her tits, said "pull them out, I want to cum on your tits". And his hot cumshot filled me up, and it went right through my hair as well. I was in ecstasy. We pulled ourselves together. She hugged me and we kissed. I smiled smugly and lost myself in her arms. Something was changing...
.
On that lukewarm spring Thursday the girls were playing the football tournament players' girlfriends and I didn't want to talk about clothes while pretending to be a football expert.
It was an accident, then, to go and see that Miyazaki movie like crossing your eyes with those magnetic eyes. It was a first mental orgasm. The passionate kiss literally stuck to the wall. Fucking that old guy next door who'd been waiting to jerk off to an uninhibited sexting woman for who knows how long. The taste of her cum on my face. The parking lot. Her hands clutching at my neck and the thin line between the power play and the risk of losing my breath at any moment. That look on her face as bad as it was exciting... It had bewitched me. Getting away with my aloofness wasn't easy that night.
I'd made him think he called me Jade, just a fancy name in passing. I didn't know anything about him. When I got home I didn't even wash myself, I wanted his smell to stay on my skin for a long time as if I washed it forever.
In the following days, when I wanted to spend a minute just for myself, I would go automatically: pc, porn, "outdoor" or "pubblic" category, play, hand in the already wet panties and start the clitoris stimulation. I like masturbation. Losing myself in those shivers that run through your back, immersing myself in those bitches who get fucked by an apparent stranger. Yeah, the stranger. The images are repeated in the mind, the hand wisely massages the pussy dripping with moods, the back arches and there's his look. FUCK! What a treat! I'm a lake. I look at my watch and it's already 18.00, at 18.30 I start my shift at the bar. A shower on the fly, a shorts that highlights the roundness of the ass, a super heroes t-shirt to continue with the image of the student dedicated to her studies and not hungry for dicks, my faithful Converse.
When I get to the bar, Lorenzo is groping my ass on the way out, whispering to me that sooner or later he will. I smile and let him believe it. Once I get behind the bar, Agata tells me that he's come by looking for a little blonde guy, maybe a little older, clear eyes. That's him. My legs are shaking and a torpor is invading my body, especially in the pussy area. Just thinking about it, I'd like to go to the bathroom and finger my pussy thinking that soon I'll have his smell on me again, his hands all over my body. I'm trying to get back to reality. How did you know where I work? And then, Giada, that was the first name that crossed my mind. It scares me a little bit, but the excitement prevailed.
It was late at night. Fascinating, with his determination. I watched him for a long time. Wide shoulders, fine features, well-groomed beard... I'm not usually attracted to light-colored guys. Up to now, my fucks had been with curly, dark, dark boys, physically normal, not too tall, and not as interesting as I am about what would happen next. When I wanted to fuck, all I had to do was be a mischievous little slut and I would get what I wanted, which was to be thrown in a room in a shared flat with other students or in a car in some industrial area. By then it was easy. But him, he was a different story.
I approached him with professional "here's the menu". I looked him in the eye for half a second and he got all foggy. I was gonna get kissed passionately right away. But I walked away before jeopardizing my little job that allowed me to buy the right clothes for my casual sex or day-to-day cocksuckers. He ordered a spelt beer, particular taste I thought. "What time do you get off? I fancy you." I couldn't breathe and I could barely say "one o'clock".
I said hello to the other guys and saw him outside the bar smoking a cigarette. I wanted to hug him. Strange for me, I thought.
"Can you take a walk or do you have to go early tomorrow morning and tease some sexting on the faculty?" and he winked at me. I swear I would have done it in that instant, forgetting my classmates or the guys I met online, but I smiled and winked and we moved on to the walk along the city walls.
We talked until you couldn't take it anymore and I jumped on him. I kissed him for a long time while like a bitch in heat, I started to rub myself on his legs and I liked feeling his swollen cock inside my jeans.
"When I masturbate, I think of your cock, our intercourse. Porn is just a background now. I wish I was your bitch." He put his hand over my shorts. "You're a pretty little dog, you know that? "Feel that wet pussy, you even wet your jeans. Come with me. I know a place we can go." I got in his car, he pulled his cock out, and after a good licking, I started sawing off. When I got to the parking lot, I got out of the car and leaned down with my hands on the hood with my shorts down. "What a little bitch" whispered in my ear as he put his dick on my ass, one hand touching my breast and the other touching my pussy. He invited me into the car and stretched me out in the backseat, pulled me over with wide legs and grabbed me. I loved watching him fuck me. When I was about to come, I held him tight to me and, biting his shoulder, I came. The pussy was throbbing and dripping with moods. I kissed him hard. A strange new sensation ran through my body and, above all, in my mind. "Come to my face, please!" I told him as I held his face in my hands and looked at him enchanted. He made me get dressed and we got out of the car. He hugged me and I wanted my dick inside again, instead he wisely rubbed it on my hot clit, "lick my balls now," he said. I looked at him willingly and happy that he asked me. I ducked down and started sucking his balls. I'd also had another wish for a long time, so I turned him around and bent him a little bit at 90° and, from behind, I started brushing his asshole. Rimming was another category of porn that often appeared in my search history. When he was on the verge of coming, he turned around and, pointing his dick at her tits, said "pull them out, I want to cum on your tits". And his hot cumshot filled me up, and it went right through my hair as well. I was in ecstasy. We pulled ourselves together. She hugged me and we kissed. I smiled smugly and lost myself in her arms. Something was changing...
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Poke Bella
