The Story of Lori
The Story of Lori
I met Lourival when he was still in puberty, we lived practically isolated in a newly created neighborhood where there were few faces, and my mother took me to the school that was more than two kilometers away. Lori as she liked to be called began attending our house, and after some days prepared herself to pick me up from school. My mom loved him and trusted him, always invited me whenever I had to go somewhere, I enjoyed his company, didn't have anyone to play with. Realizing my naivety, he began to explore this field. Every time we played with each other, he would gently tap on my pocketbook; I liked it and without malice asked him to do so again. Eventually, as I never thought that was bad, he started squeezing his hand in the back of my trousers one day while clutching my butt made a point of touching my little ring with his fingertips.
From that day on, I would always ask him to do it which was really nice and he'd listen and increase the massages.
I asked him about it, he would disguise himself by saying that they were keys in his pocket. He begged me not to tell anyone because it was our secret; I didn't count them so as not to lose the pleasure I felt when he massaged me. As days went on he told me that a massage could be even more enjoyable if my little fingers got inside and rubbed his ass from within. I always asked him to stick his finger in and show me what the new massage would be like, but with Mom around we couldn't play games. That was when she got a job, had Lori pick me up from school and stay for afternoons twice a week. The very first day that we were at home I asked him if he could give me my new massage because I wanted to feel it. He sat down next to me and said he can only do this if I really collaborate with him because he wants mommy to be proud of her son and keep trusting him. I asked him what he had to do to win this gift, and he said that only if my grades improved in school would he let me have it. (Laughter) And so I promised, but then for one more week at will, On the day my mom went to work, I made good on her promise and was served. He took off my shorts passed his hand all over my butt bit me lightly in the neck making me horny he put me down on his lap wide open my legs licked my arse with his fingers and started rubbing it causing a nice sensation stayed for several minutes with his finger buried underneath my buttocks massaging me asked if i would like to play with his stick while he massaged mine I confirmed, he took the lolly out and began to massage it as he wanted, up and down squeezing with his hands but then felt that his dick grew and started ejaculating a milk like licking my hand. He stopped massaging on my ass and explained that this milk is good for those who study, greatly improves intelligence, had not told me before because you thought maybe I did not want to drink it we agreed that in
the other day he would teach me how to suck a roll and drink milk while he massaged my ass. that was the longest night of my life, I couldn't sleep thinking about what an amazing massage i had gotten from him and how his dick and milk might taste like now i wanted to try it out.
He pulled out his big stick, we sat on the couch and he started teaching me how to suck it which I learned in just a few bites. His finger ran loose into my little hole causing an intense excitement; I twisted myself around, sucking at its roll with all my will until I felt the rod harden even more, Lori held my head and begged moaningly for me to drink some milk and poured straight down my throat jets after jets of water almost suffocated me. In the days that followed, I learned to like drinking my milkshake and drank it all and wanted more. Improved how to suck his stick, was extended with her wonderful fingers which were now two fingers in my little hole, vibrated every day that passed. When he got naked, I saw his dick that by the time I had already sucked it, I was happy imagining I would drink its juice again but when he swung his cock and spoke of going to shove it in my asshole, I panicked. I thought she wouldn't fit, is big and fat until now only received her fingers which were nice. Without any other choice, locked up in the room, both nude, he forced me to lie on my knees
She licked my ass, she lay on top of me, pointed the stick at my groin and started rubbing it against my butt door giving me a new pleasure. I was relaxing, adjusting myself moving around rolling about until I realized that I had an enlarged buttocks with the end of the rod up in my arse while Lori would whisper things into my ear to give me strength to bear what I was feeling as the forcible stick slid down my little tailpiece. When it started hurting, I asked him to stop. He put his hand on my ass and realized that he had already saved half of this huge pocket. It remained static for a while as it spoke and bit me in the neck leading to greater pleasure. I felt my folds being pulled up, my ass was enlarged to the extreme, a real thorax was stuck in my butt, I didn't even have the strength to scream.
I started to cry, not sure if it was from pain or joy. It felt good knowing that he was happy and proud of me.
I couldn't even feel my butt anymore, what was pain turned into pleasure now the massage is done by this beautiful big pussy that goes in and out of my ass sliding along the edges of my buttocks he talked about how from then on every day he would make me happy by burying his stick up my arse after a good massage i got the most delicious liquid
I had already received and enjoyed it in my mouth on other occasions. My ankle hurt, but gladly made Lori happy and now was ready, as he said himself, every day to receive my milk in the mouth and ass, so improve at school.
He went to work, I couldn't keep my dick in my butt and it was still hurting so much that Lori rubbed my ass while I sucked his cock and drank his milk. It was a good life until the mid-year holidays when I could not travel with Lori but accompanied Dad on truck trips and oh you know what happened read "Because of Lollapalooza" now I have many reasons for studying and being happy Twice a week I get Lori in the mouth and ass at home, on other days we go to school.
I met Lourival when he was still in puberty, we lived practically isolated in a newly created neighborhood where there were few faces, and my mother took me to the school that was more than two kilometers away. Lori as she liked to be called began attending our house, and after some days prepared herself to pick me up from school. My mom loved him and trusted him, always invited me whenever I had to go somewhere, I enjoyed his company, didn't have anyone to play with. Realizing my naivety, he began to explore this field. Every time we played with each other, he would gently tap on my pocketbook; I liked it and without malice asked him to do so again. Eventually, as I never thought that was bad, he started squeezing his hand in the back of my trousers one day while clutching my butt made a point of touching my little ring with his fingertips.
From that day on, I would always ask him to do it which was really nice and he'd listen and increase the massages.
I asked him about it, he would disguise himself by saying that they were keys in his pocket. He begged me not to tell anyone because it was our secret; I didn't count them so as not to lose the pleasure I felt when he massaged me. As days went on he told me that a massage could be even more enjoyable if my little fingers got inside and rubbed his ass from within. I always asked him to stick his finger in and show me what the new massage would be like, but with Mom around we couldn't play games. That was when she got a job, had Lori pick me up from school and stay for afternoons twice a week. The very first day that we were at home I asked him if he could give me my new massage because I wanted to feel it. He sat down next to me and said he can only do this if I really collaborate with him because he wants mommy to be proud of her son and keep trusting him. I asked him what he had to do to win this gift, and he said that only if my grades improved in school would he let me have it. (Laughter) And so I promised, but then for one more week at will, On the day my mom went to work, I made good on her promise and was served. He took off my shorts passed his hand all over my butt bit me lightly in the neck making me horny he put me down on his lap wide open my legs licked my arse with his fingers and started rubbing it causing a nice sensation stayed for several minutes with his finger buried underneath my buttocks massaging me asked if i would like to play with his stick while he massaged mine I confirmed, he took the lolly out and began to massage it as he wanted, up and down squeezing with his hands but then felt that his dick grew and started ejaculating a milk like licking my hand. He stopped massaging on my ass and explained that this milk is good for those who study, greatly improves intelligence, had not told me before because you thought maybe I did not want to drink it we agreed that in
the other day he would teach me how to suck a roll and drink milk while he massaged my ass. that was the longest night of my life, I couldn't sleep thinking about what an amazing massage i had gotten from him and how his dick and milk might taste like now i wanted to try it out.
He pulled out his big stick, we sat on the couch and he started teaching me how to suck it which I learned in just a few bites. His finger ran loose into my little hole causing an intense excitement; I twisted myself around, sucking at its roll with all my will until I felt the rod harden even more, Lori held my head and begged moaningly for me to drink some milk and poured straight down my throat jets after jets of water almost suffocated me. In the days that followed, I learned to like drinking my milkshake and drank it all and wanted more. Improved how to suck his stick, was extended with her wonderful fingers which were now two fingers in my little hole, vibrated every day that passed. When he got naked, I saw his dick that by the time I had already sucked it, I was happy imagining I would drink its juice again but when he swung his cock and spoke of going to shove it in my asshole, I panicked. I thought she wouldn't fit, is big and fat until now only received her fingers which were nice. Without any other choice, locked up in the room, both nude, he forced me to lie on my knees
She licked my ass, she lay on top of me, pointed the stick at my groin and started rubbing it against my butt door giving me a new pleasure. I was relaxing, adjusting myself moving around rolling about until I realized that I had an enlarged buttocks with the end of the rod up in my arse while Lori would whisper things into my ear to give me strength to bear what I was feeling as the forcible stick slid down my little tailpiece. When it started hurting, I asked him to stop. He put his hand on my ass and realized that he had already saved half of this huge pocket. It remained static for a while as it spoke and bit me in the neck leading to greater pleasure. I felt my folds being pulled up, my ass was enlarged to the extreme, a real thorax was stuck in my butt, I didn't even have the strength to scream.
I started to cry, not sure if it was from pain or joy. It felt good knowing that he was happy and proud of me.
I couldn't even feel my butt anymore, what was pain turned into pleasure now the massage is done by this beautiful big pussy that goes in and out of my ass sliding along the edges of my buttocks he talked about how from then on every day he would make me happy by burying his stick up my arse after a good massage i got the most delicious liquid
I had already received and enjoyed it in my mouth on other occasions. My ankle hurt, but gladly made Lori happy and now was ready, as he said himself, every day to receive my milk in the mouth and ass, so improve at school.
He went to work, I couldn't keep my dick in my butt and it was still hurting so much that Lori rubbed my ass while I sucked his cock and drank his milk. It was a good life until the mid-year holidays when I could not travel with Lori but accompanied Dad on truck trips and oh you know what happened read "Because of Lollapalooza" now I have many reasons for studying and being happy Twice a week I get Lori in the mouth and ass at home, on other days we go to school.
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