CUNET in the coat

When I decided to attend college in the capital, my dream was not just to get into college, but to leave home. In the late 1970s, young people were still living in "republics", having sex and smoking pot. We were considered "alienated". A "lost" generation. Children of censorship. But like all young people, we were searching for a meaning to life. I shared a room with a colleague from the countryside, who was involved in politics. At the time, we had long hair, mine was curly. I had a fairly healthy body, no addictions. I was half-faced. My friend lived in meetings and bars, while I studied and wrote poetry. I liked to masturbate in front of the mirror. I looked at my naked body, hid my penis between my legs, smoothed myself and pretended that I was a doll. A silly fantasy, because until then my business was girls. But I never had any. My soul mate, the muse of my verses, had not yet appeared. My colleague's homeless cousin set up his tent in our bedroom while he struggled to get into college. When that lively boy asked me if I wouldn't be bothered, I was stumped. Of course not! His body was perfect. When he took off his clothes <unk> he was naked without the slightest embarrassment <unk> I felt like grabbing him. His dick was beautiful. Everything was perfect. Now I had a good reason to masturbate. He enjoyed saying his name: "Ah, Paulinho, eat me tasty, enjoys in my little mouth, fills me with fuck!? I was burning with desire for the boy. I'd never had sex, I'd never shoved anything up my ass, but I knew I'd get a hard-on over there. One day, while I was masturbating thinking about him, I put cream on my ass and stuck a finger in it. I enjoyed it so much that I became addicted. I started sticking my fingers in it every day. One time I was masturbating when Paulinho came. I pretended to be asleep and stood up on my ass, half of it off the sheet. I was almost having fun just imagining that the boy might be interested in my ass. I jerked my ass and found it again. I heard him call my name. I kept pretending. And I felt his soft hand on my buttocks. A jump, frightened by the harassment. What's the matter? I met Paulinho doing a man's job. He laughed and commented: "Your ass is irresistible!" We laughed. He saw that I wanted to. He took off his clothes in front of me and drooled in front of his penis. I turned to the wall and waited in silence. He lay down next to me and gave me a nice shake. I felt the volume in my butt and gasped with pleasure. He kissed my ear, patted my ass, called me "my little whore" and asked if I had already fucked. At the age of 19 I gave an expert: Only with older men? He laughed. His mocking manner drove me crazy. Passing his hand on my bundle, he commented: "Nothing, this bundle is virgin. I think I'll be the first to eat you... My cousin said that you live wanting to give but have no courage. But I'm going to break this gourd!? And he stuck his finger in me, and I put my hand back, and I grabbed his stick, and it was heavy and soft, and the volume in my hand gave me chills. You're not going to hurt me, are you? He told me to turn around and I realized he wanted to be sucked. He got down on his knees on the bed and rubbed his dick in my face. I kissed his pussy and stuck it in my mouth. How sweet it was! He massaged his balls and sucked his dick. The cock was huge! I couldn 't take it anymore and I asked like a little whore: "Put it in me, put it in slowly, put it in!" I stood on all fours, certain that pleasure would come with his penis. He kissed my ass. He said my ass was beautiful and he loved a virgin ass. And he stuck his tongue in the hole. How nice it was to feel his licks and sucks. My ass winked and I groaned, asking to be filled by his cock. When he started to put tears came out of my eyes. It was so good to feel that body penetrating my ass! To be possessed and to possess at the same time. My ass had a stick inside. A stick invaded my ass. My anus throbbed and I squeezed it around the hot bowl, which opened up space invading my bowels until the end. He couldn't get enough of saying that I had a tight, hot, tasty ass, and he was gonna fuck me up. Moving, coming and going, calling me "bitch", "cute little pig", was approaching the fun. I started masturbating, and feeling the upcoming gala asked to joke right away. When I felt the hot jets of sperm inside my ass, I joked like crazy. I squeezed his penis tightly, closing his ass as if I wanted to tear it, swallow it, take care of his dick forever. I never imagined that giving ass was so much fun. It was a week of intense fun. Paul came right in and ripped my panties off, stuck his dick in my mouth. We did it in all positions, in all corners of the room. I loved it when he made me stand on the desk like a roast chicken, fucking me and nibbling on my little tits, and sometimes masturbating. I loved it when he asked me to suck his ass. We were lovers. We kissed on the mouth and had little hugs after fun. Paulino didn't go through the lobby and went back to his city. The next year he promised to come back and I stayed to visit him on vacation. One day I was thinking about him, I had just punched, when my colleague came into the room. Are you thinking about Paulinho? He knew everything, just laughed, put his hand on my head. I'll find a way for you not to suffer so much... Carlos took off his clothes in front of me: he was big and fat and bald. I realized that sex doesn't have to be that romantic to be nice. Thinking about Paulinho, I let his cousin break my hole. That, yes, it seemed like the first time. His dick didn't go in at all. It got stuck in the entrance. It was several attempts and a lot of gel. When he came in, the blood ran, I cried, but I got addicted. I didn't forget Paulinho, but when I thought about putting in was the role of Carlos that I wanted. I got a diploma in prostitution. Carlos was terrible and sometimes he had two or more colleagues. Everyone wanted to eat me. I tried a lot of sticks in my youth. After I started working things changed and there are few opportunities today. So I decided to write. I'm dark-blond, 38 years old, nice, hot, 1.77m, 80kg, hairy, only passive, but 100% male. I'm looking for men between 18 and 45 years old, active, for trances without commitment. No freshness or violence, just pleasure. Beauty is not essential, especially if you are well endowed, but no opportunism, effeminate or obese. I give preference to those who have a place and availability for meetings in the afternoon.