I'm not going to tell you.

I'll never forget our one encounter; I remember all the details that preceded it: spicy phone conversation, provocations with semi-nude photos and torridly eloquent audios, but mostly, I remember how good it was! Walking into your hotel suite to see you in red lingerie sitting on a couch cross-legged undressing me with her burning eyes, breathless as she imagined what lay ahead. After a brief intermission full of stares and gestures, you stood up and started stripping off, taking care to do so with delightful nuances of provocation.
When you finally got naked, he walked towards me but didn't touch me; just examined me thoroughly before ordering that I also undress myself; I carried out his command somewhat flogged such was my excitement and when I saw myself nude felt your hands touching my chest and descending toward my member. A shiver ran through my skin as you caressed him, stretching and squeezing the balls and slowly masturbating me while your mouth came to meet mine sealing a long warm wet deep kiss.
Without warning, you pushed me up to the bed and made me lie down with my legs open, allowing yourself to nestle between them and hold my mast again, rewarding it with long licks before making it disappear inside your warm little mouth; the maddening suckings that made me groan in delicious disorder were alternated with circular licks done with the tip of the tongue over the glans leading me into another stage of indescribable pleasure. I don't know if I was enjoying you or vice versa ... but what does it matter? The important thing was her hot mouth sucking on my member.
Suddenly, you stopped sucking my mast and like an agile feline climbed up on me; it was at that moment that you got rid of what remained of the married woman's cloak and revealed yourself as a greedy tigress thirsty for sex! Without using your hands, ging his body over mine, rubbing her warm wet vulva in swollen glans and with some more studied movements opened its grate engulfing my tool, sitting upon it allowing it to be buried as deep as possible into their entrails.
"Suck my berries, you freak! Suck hard!" You whispered in my ear. I heeded your request without hesitation, savoring one and then the other and returning to alternate them in my mouth with strong and striking sugars that made me groan and then scream at the same time as she bagged her pelvis and butt up and down, now swallowing, now pulling out the member but always facing my face watching my facial reactions.
Time was lost between our bodies, frantically moving together in burning sweat and frenzies with mouths sucking each other into kisses that had no beginning or end; at a certain point you sped up the movements and when you stopped I could feel your cave chewing on my mast, squeezing it so tightly that I felt compelled to groan and sigh. You looked at me with that seductive look of yours, smiled and then resumed the movement driving me even more crazy; I didn't know what else to do because I stood between your desire feeding its impetuousness.
And after so much effort and provocation, I confided that my amusement would come. You stopped once more and looked at me with an enigmatic look; I didn't know what was coming next let alone what went on in your mind; then you smiled! A naughty smile but also a suggestive one.
-I don't want you to mock inside me! <unk> You whispered in my ear again <unk> I wanna swallow your fuckin'!
With the same agility as before, you jumped onto the bed beside me and twisting your body swung at the mast sucking it with an indescribable voracity. I could hardly catch what was going on since his mouth dominated me completely; following a man's instinct I caressed its firm buttocks and rollers, rummaging until reaching the groove between them; I put my fingers so far to touch its small seal that I massaged forcefully making circular movements and even sticking the first joint of the indicator inside.
You grunted a muffled groan as you pulled and squeezed my balls accelerating the sucking ever more intense and fast; it all ended in an almost imperceptible time, first came a strong muscular contraction followed by a spasm that made my muscles tighten again at the same time I felt my limb swell up and throb frantically ..., and then, the joy overflowed! Burning hot pouring into waves which burst out of your throat provoking a craving you knew how to control with mastery.
When it all came to an end, you turned your face towards me and proudly opened your mouth displaying the viscous whitish prize that you made a point of swallowing with one final smile: the smile of the victorious female who defeated her male and put him out of action. My vision was blurred and my breath still somewhat gasping for air and without realizing it you drew your face closer to mine sealing off an orgasmic-flavored kiss. It was a deep and protracted kiss in which your tongue insisted on permeating my mouth with mixed taste from both males and females.
You then lay down beside me, gluing your body to mine and listening as our breaths resumed their rhythmic pace almost silently; I think that at this moment I must have fallen asleep although I'm not absolutely sure. The only thing I was certain of was waking up with your kisses on my face descending through my chest until it reached my belly, crowning me with succulent licks in the still sleepy limb.
- That's very nice <unk> I whispered while stroking her silky hair <unk> But I don't think anything else can happen...
- I wouldn't put faith in that <unk> you said with a tone of irony and also sanity <unk> A woman can work miracles on her man!
Leaving the words aside you persisted in licking and kissing my member with your hands now pinching my nipples, then squeezing my balls; I closed my eyes and let nature and physiology work its miracle ..., and suddenly a spark was lit up and a small contraction gave the tone of the moment ..., I was reborn among the ashes with my manhood rehearsing a delicious regrowth.
Your insatiability showed itself more than persistent making me wake up in a wonderful way; I looked down and saw the erect mast girded by your hand and still receiving long, drawn-out licks; you wasted no time putting yourself between my legs and welcoming it with breasts promoting a Spanish stuffed for its thick saliva squeezing her boobs and initiating movements back and forth, stretching out the gland until she was within reach of his tongue that licked it; in some motions you would clench the glans between your lips whispering a bite leading me to groan like an animal dominated I didn't know what to do.
Not satisfied with this caress, you twisted your body forcing us to make sixty-nine, rubbing her grotto on my face in frank provocation demanding that I hold it tightly open and apply vigorous licks and suckles; and your enjoyment did not take long to pour copious and disquieting. "Don't stop!
And in a surprising way, you stood up by separating the buttocks with your own hands and retreated so that its seal was on the sighting handle of my instrument; with abused gestures you held the tool and brushed the hole with the glans. "Don't be nice ..., I want your brutality inside me!" You babbled at the same time as making movements to allow anal penetration.
Two blows were enough for my intruder to penetrate your seal, breaking resistance and lacing it mercilessly; you let out a little scream but did not take up any position, jiggling backwards in order to see yourself invaded by the male; not content with feeling cocky, you began moving forward and retreating taking control of the situation; it was as if you fucked me rather than vice versa. Gradually you tilted your body backward always preventing my limb from escaping its tiny tight prison.
Her movements became increasingly intense and frenzied with requests for me to hold her breasts and squeeze the nipples, which I fulfilled with immense pleasure; and so you went on until that moment when she tilted her body sideways lying down upon the bed and still taking care not to let the male escape from his hot imprisonment and who was sometimes contracted as if he were biting at me cursorily; we stood in a shell and it fell to me to take charge of the situation till orgasm came over once more swelling up into your entrails.
Even sweaty and gasping for breath I still received from you a prolonged kiss by torrid caresses and was ecstatic with your overwhelming smile. The last thing that I saw was your exuberant body walking towards the bathroom hearing the noise of the shower and the door closing. Exhausted and defeated I finally fell asleep ..., and when I woke up, you were no longer there!
All that remained was a note on the bedside table which said:
<unk>Thank you for the best night of my life! Now, returning to my warm and unexpected wedding knowing that you were the best thing that ever happened to me! I know our next encounters will be only formal and distant and hope you understand my reasons ..., as well as yours. A kiss, dad<unk>
P.S., the ending is optional for fans.