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It happened one summer...

Published: 01/03/2005 21:00

Author: lobodomar

Category: Heterosexual

This fact that I'm going to narrate happened a year ago, but until today I confess it has not left my head yet. Let me introduce myself: I am an ordinary guy, but well-groomed and easy to relate, and always making new friends. Physically, I am light brown, tall, green eyes, 35 years old, fit body and married. In spite of this event I have a great relationship with my wife. I believe that sometimes situations arise in front of us and simply times when we choose to move on or not, but that does not mean that changes anything about our feelings, so ... On an idle day of my vacation, I decided to take a walk through Bariqui Park (Curitiba) when just in front of me I am distracted by the small groan of a woman who tripped on her shoe. Instinctively, I went over to see if she was all right and needed help. "Oh, it's okay. I will only turn my foot, a little pain for nothing. It passes, thank you". But as he showed some difficulty supporting himself, I suggested that he sit down for a while and offered assistance until the nearest bench to recover, which he gratefully accepted. At that moment, as I took her by the arm, I felt the softness of her skin and the fragrance of the perfume she was wearing. This mixture of sensations made my instinct for solidarity give way to a man's one, and I could not help but observe the beautiful woman who stood beside me. She was pretty, yes... Nothing out of the ordinary... Of those who in everyday life go unnoticed, pulverized amidst the crowd... ahhh, if it weren't for this very sensual manner of hers... Enough to wake up simple uncontrollable desires in anyone!!! A fair-skinned brunette sunburnt with long, straight hair of average height and a delicious little body full of curves to lose. To the delight of my eyes, attuned to this day's warmth, she was wearing a short dress made from lace and fine fabric which combined with generous cleavage and some movements rewarded me with a subtle glimpse into her breast contour. So we talked a bit more, and she said that she would call her husband because maybe he could come to pick her up. There were my chances, I thought... after all these ideas arising in my head were pure fiction!! But luck was on my side, so I decided to let it go: He too was involved with work, and couldn't come. "Ah it's always like that, he never has time for me. If I were a client or friend, I would go to China!" she let loose...I tried to console her by saying that every now and then this was the case, hot head makes you act without thinking etc ... which she retorted with no, not only that once, it happened frequently, and already upset about this situation. I finally gave way to a few minutes of breathing room, and asked again about the foot, which she replied still hurts a little but should soon pass. The chatter went on naturally, and as we got looser, smiles burst onto our faces and her captivating sympathy emboldened me for a bolder charge despite how short things had been happening. I offered to give her a ride, since my car was nearby and she couldn't afford to come back that way. She thought for a moment and said yes with an appreciative smile. As we got into the car, seeing that she still had difficulty walking, I said: put your foot here on my leg, I will massage you and if it does not pass, take you to the doctor. And already pulled his foot because at this point he had second or third intentions and did not want to give him time to refuse. Slightly awkward, but with an air of approval she stretched her legs into my lap and I began the massage. We talked a little longer, the chatter was relaxed leading to jokes and laughter, when at one point she let out a groan. - Did I hurt myself? "No", she replied quickly. The pain has gone, it's just that you are really nice"... This sentence, accompanied by a now more malicious smile, was the one I had been waiting for. She said that she also loved and asked me already in an angry tone if there were any other parts of her body that hurt. At that moment the weather was very hot, I pulled her body next to mine and we kissed for a long time... but since we were in public place and "at risk", I suggested going to a motel to continue our therapy. She sighed and said: "This is all madness, but you can't resist it any more! Let's go!" On the way, enjoying the privacy of dark glasses, this woman turned into a lioness ... joined me, and while driving she whispered in my ear, licked my neck, gave little hickeys I almost went crazy having to control myself so as not to hit the car I arrived at the motel with her panties hanging from my neck, fingers all licked and a hard-on sticking out of my pants... lowered the glass just long enough to ask for room service and there we were... upon arrival we kissed each other, and in a simple drag of handles, made his already loose dress slide towards the floor revealing before my eyes the banquet he was about to devour... medium breasts with typical sunspots and tough nipples of desire fully revealed what moments earlier I had struggled to see. my eyes descending I had the revelation of a small bundle of strands of hair already moistened by that woman's desire. She joined me, and at the same time as she caressed my body with her soft hands, undressing me deftly we went to take a shower in order to lighten the sweat our hardness had caused... She tilted her head back, and as we caressed each other with our tongues, I embraced her by sliding my hands across her breasts alternating between them and massaging her nipples while making her open her legs, tucking mine in from behind until she felt her lovely vulva rubbing against my thigh... a few movements in that position, and made an uncontrollable groan of excitement. We went to bed wet, left her upside down with this delightful bundle on top, started giving her a lip bath and suckling the water running off her burning body through her feet. She groaned louder and more uncontrollably, driving me mad with desire... when I got to her delicious bundle, and had the sight of that wet little vulva in a boner, I couldn't bear it and started licking and sucking frantically on her Xaninha... kissing her clitoris and making circular movements with the tip of my tongue tearing out moans increasingly uncontrollable; she was putting her tongue back and forth and alternating bites. She grabbed my dick and started licking it a few times, starting with the bag until she got to her head... alternating these movements and giving some kisses, then began sucking as if she were hungry ... And how well he did that! Sometimes swallowing him down completely, sometimes giving little bites on his head ... Now I was almost climbing over walls ! I couldn't stand it any longer, so I sat on the bed and she turned to face me. She made me sit in her lap and slowly swallow my cock with a burning vulva...she let out an exhilarating groan of pleasure and hugged me tight as one hand sinked behind her neck while the other squeezed at her wonderful bundle...with a close embrace we glued our bodies and mouths which alternated between fiery kisses breathing heavily and whisperings of delight and thus for quite some time stood off-key rhythm. It was delirious to feel her entire body next to mine, her hardened nipples brushing against my chest, our hands caressing every part of the body we could reach, until almost together we reached a delightful orgasm... and I confess that it wasn't long ago when I felt all this pleasure! Sweat-soaked bodies, beating hearts, trembling bodies and eyes like frightened children who've had a shower but with the smile of approval and that desire for more are words I can use to translate this delightful sensation which took over our minds at that moment... we finished the wine, laughed, hugged and caressed each other trying to enjoy what was left of the moment because we knew it would all come to an end. We went back to our routines having only our mind as memory of something magical happening to us! To maintain discretion, we return to the place where it all began and due to circumstances bid farewell with nothing in common except waiting for chance once again to reward us with a new encounter... my vacation is over, others are coming up, and I'll surely be wandering around there again.
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