The domestic (true)
The domestic (true)
I decided to share some interesting facts from my life, and we all have something to tell, and I found that it's very exciting to share this with other people.
I live in Rio de Janeiro, I'm 21 years old with brown hair and eyes 1.82 kg 80 lbs. I am light tan and make sports an essential part of my life I don't want to go into details about my life that is not very important
I was 17 years old, living with my parents and 9-year-old brother on the south side of the river. My mother worked a lot so she didn't have much time to take care of household chores, which is why she decided to hire a maid. I had overheard my mom commenting to my aunt that this person would be her sister in law who lived on the northern part of the riverside. She was 27 and has 2 children, and her name was Lidiane Cristina, also known as "Cris". That did not matter at all for me, I went through life studying, training taekwondo, surfing and even working occasionally.
I woke up at nine o'clock on Monday morning -- it was the day that Cris would start, so I went to the bathroom and then into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. And there she was sitting with my mother at the table. I said good-bye, had some coffee with them, and walked out. She didn't make me look very attractive, nor did I ever think her pretty; just an ordinary person: wavy black hair down below the shoulders, 1.65 about 65 kilos, medium breasts, thick thighs (I asked if she wore makeup and she said no) with golden freckles, brown skin, and a big spiky butt - this is what really drew attention to her). Her butt was a big hit with my friends, and I started noticing more of it, especially when I caught her doing funk dancing, rolling that ass over like she's asking to get kicked.
I hadn't enjoyed myself for a long time. Out of my own free will, because I believed that I was doing something right. Feeling even a little guilty about being so impossible, since some time ago I had an evangelical upbringing. Not even one hand job, avoided (at great cost) everything related to sex. Sometimes there were girls with me (I tried to avoid it but sporadically sat down), but only kisses and hugs...it was torture. Holding the libido is extremely disturbing, I was going crazy!
It's been like this for six months.
I was in the kitchen getting ready for dinner, when I dared to hear Cris's voice screaming at me.
I spoke as I approached the stairs, and looked up. Almost had a heart attack at that moment! She was standing with one foot on the penultimate step of the ladder and the other in the last, making her legs between them open, wearing red shorts which stood almost two palms above the knee. You could see perfectly her tiny underpants, which were tucked into this big golden boot. They were white with a yellow pattern on their front like child's panties. You could also see the curved shape of her little face, which would have been enough to make a mark on her underpants. It formed a mouth with thick and protruding lips... A real hood from an arrowhead.
My dick was hard as a steel bar, making volume in the sweatpants I was wearing. I threw the box on top of my bed and grabbed it looking at my cock while closing the stairs. I left the room half-stunned without saying a word and went straight to the kitchen.
I couldn't get that little sketch out of my mind. My parents and brother had just eaten dinner, they were back in the house and my dick was still hard.
We were all in the living room watching TV, and I noticed that Cris would often stare at my dick (she'd look away when she realized it), which got hard every time I looked at her. She was wearing those same red shorts and white T-shirt with crossed legs and one hand on her chin with elbow resting against her leg.
She got up and headed for the kitchen, while I was groping my stick underneath her pillow watching Jo. My parents were distracted so they didn't even notice when she said that she would go to sleep. So I went into the kitchen to get a drink of water and ended up going over to her room. The door was locked and the light came on. I looked through the keyhole, and there she was sitting in bed putting cream all over her legs. And then she stood up from behind her thighs, reaching up with creamy hands down to her buttocks, and started patting her bottom beneath her shorts. Then she sat back on the bed again. She stood looking at my legs for a while, then licked the cream off her right hand and with her left she pulled her shorts over to one side of her panties sliding her fingers that were soaked in cream down into the glove box. My dick was almost as hard as it had been when I'd put my finger on the wheel and rolled around halfway open all at once.
I was rushed into the kitchen, and pretended to drink water. The door opened... she went in the kitchen and got a fright seeing me there. My heart had been racing... nervous but didn't let her know it. I remembered my cousin who managed to eat for quite some time, and became more confident.
- Are you sleepless, Cris?
- I was going to sleep, when I heard a noise in the kitchen...I thought he wanted some meat. <unk> He said that by taking water from the filter, it was my chance ...
- I want to continue what you were doing. <unk> I said that behind her, in the ear while leaning with my stick up her ass.
She freaked out, and she made an unconscious movement with her hip making the butt go up and down.
There's people in the room.
- It's just you and me here. <unk> I already said that by sliding my hand on her lapel.
- Are you crazy? Someone could come... and I wasn't doing anything ... <unk> You can not waste time in those hours. I kissed her mouth, without giving any more time to say anything. She stopped resisting and returned the kiss. It gave a feeling that someone would arrive at any moment, and it left me with a mixture of horny and apprehension.
I pulled her up to the table and turned her back, putting her left leg on a chair with both arms resting against it.
- Shut the door... someone might come. <unk> I ran to shut the door and came back, her butt was sticking up ... without taking off her shorts, pulled my panties aside and forced my stick into that scarf hood. She took a long breath, let out a low groan at the end. It was amazing as one big kiss like this could be so tight. And hot ... very warm. For a long time I did not feel it, even felt a liquid flowing from my dick in the bag.
- Put your finger on my ass...go <unk> He whispered (in an imperative tone) not to make noise.
I pushed my shorts as far away from her panties as possible, pulling back the rigid buttocks she had and sticking my middle finger into that tight little asshole. It looked like her butt was going to swallow up my hand. She forced my hip backwards, making my toe and dick go deeper and deeper...happy ...making a gallon of shit flood that hot hole (I think it was 8 jets, I'd counted), finally draining out of her cave, leaving us all licked.
He spoke, pulling the chair towards me and kneeling between my legs.
He started sliding his tongue up my head, and then down the length of my dick all the way to the bag.
My dick was already completely hard again, with its head in her mouth and she sucked like a child breastfeeds from the bottle. Exactly as if it wanted to suck out all the rest of the fuck that he had there while his fingers slid into the urethral canal providing a burning sensation which was very pleasurable. I enjoyed once more. Like a volcano.
- What was that? <unk> She asked (with a smile on her face), and went straight to the room scared. I pulled my trousers down and stood still. I should have looked pale from shock...I waited, but nothing happened.
I took a quick shower and went to sleep, wondering if my parents would have noticed.
Months went by, and Cris and I kept up our secret fucking sometimes we'd hear a few noises but never found out if anyone was watching us we started to think it came from fear of being caught in the act she left without explanation
This is the second story I've written, and it doesn't stop there.
Every word that has been written is true. These are details I do not forget and will be pleased to reply by e-mail.
I decided to share some interesting facts from my life, and we all have something to tell, and I found that it's very exciting to share this with other people.
I live in Rio de Janeiro, I'm 21 years old with brown hair and eyes 1.82 kg 80 lbs. I am light tan and make sports an essential part of my life I don't want to go into details about my life that is not very important
I was 17 years old, living with my parents and 9-year-old brother on the south side of the river. My mother worked a lot so she didn't have much time to take care of household chores, which is why she decided to hire a maid. I had overheard my mom commenting to my aunt that this person would be her sister in law who lived on the northern part of the riverside. She was 27 and has 2 children, and her name was Lidiane Cristina, also known as "Cris". That did not matter at all for me, I went through life studying, training taekwondo, surfing and even working occasionally.
I woke up at nine o'clock on Monday morning -- it was the day that Cris would start, so I went to the bathroom and then into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. And there she was sitting with my mother at the table. I said good-bye, had some coffee with them, and walked out. She didn't make me look very attractive, nor did I ever think her pretty; just an ordinary person: wavy black hair down below the shoulders, 1.65 about 65 kilos, medium breasts, thick thighs (I asked if she wore makeup and she said no) with golden freckles, brown skin, and a big spiky butt - this is what really drew attention to her). Her butt was a big hit with my friends, and I started noticing more of it, especially when I caught her doing funk dancing, rolling that ass over like she's asking to get kicked.
I hadn't enjoyed myself for a long time. Out of my own free will, because I believed that I was doing something right. Feeling even a little guilty about being so impossible, since some time ago I had an evangelical upbringing. Not even one hand job, avoided (at great cost) everything related to sex. Sometimes there were girls with me (I tried to avoid it but sporadically sat down), but only kisses and hugs...it was torture. Holding the libido is extremely disturbing, I was going crazy!
It's been like this for six months.
I was in the kitchen getting ready for dinner, when I dared to hear Cris's voice screaming at me.
I spoke as I approached the stairs, and looked up. Almost had a heart attack at that moment! She was standing with one foot on the penultimate step of the ladder and the other in the last, making her legs between them open, wearing red shorts which stood almost two palms above the knee. You could see perfectly her tiny underpants, which were tucked into this big golden boot. They were white with a yellow pattern on their front like child's panties. You could also see the curved shape of her little face, which would have been enough to make a mark on her underpants. It formed a mouth with thick and protruding lips... A real hood from an arrowhead.
My dick was hard as a steel bar, making volume in the sweatpants I was wearing. I threw the box on top of my bed and grabbed it looking at my cock while closing the stairs. I left the room half-stunned without saying a word and went straight to the kitchen.
I couldn't get that little sketch out of my mind. My parents and brother had just eaten dinner, they were back in the house and my dick was still hard.
We were all in the living room watching TV, and I noticed that Cris would often stare at my dick (she'd look away when she realized it), which got hard every time I looked at her. She was wearing those same red shorts and white T-shirt with crossed legs and one hand on her chin with elbow resting against her leg.
She got up and headed for the kitchen, while I was groping my stick underneath her pillow watching Jo. My parents were distracted so they didn't even notice when she said that she would go to sleep. So I went into the kitchen to get a drink of water and ended up going over to her room. The door was locked and the light came on. I looked through the keyhole, and there she was sitting in bed putting cream all over her legs. And then she stood up from behind her thighs, reaching up with creamy hands down to her buttocks, and started patting her bottom beneath her shorts. Then she sat back on the bed again. She stood looking at my legs for a while, then licked the cream off her right hand and with her left she pulled her shorts over to one side of her panties sliding her fingers that were soaked in cream down into the glove box. My dick was almost as hard as it had been when I'd put my finger on the wheel and rolled around halfway open all at once.
I was rushed into the kitchen, and pretended to drink water. The door opened... she went in the kitchen and got a fright seeing me there. My heart had been racing... nervous but didn't let her know it. I remembered my cousin who managed to eat for quite some time, and became more confident.
- Are you sleepless, Cris?
- I was going to sleep, when I heard a noise in the kitchen...I thought he wanted some meat. <unk> He said that by taking water from the filter, it was my chance ...
- I want to continue what you were doing. <unk> I said that behind her, in the ear while leaning with my stick up her ass.
She freaked out, and she made an unconscious movement with her hip making the butt go up and down.
There's people in the room.
- It's just you and me here. <unk> I already said that by sliding my hand on her lapel.
- Are you crazy? Someone could come... and I wasn't doing anything ... <unk> You can not waste time in those hours. I kissed her mouth, without giving any more time to say anything. She stopped resisting and returned the kiss. It gave a feeling that someone would arrive at any moment, and it left me with a mixture of horny and apprehension.
I pulled her up to the table and turned her back, putting her left leg on a chair with both arms resting against it.
- Shut the door... someone might come. <unk> I ran to shut the door and came back, her butt was sticking up ... without taking off her shorts, pulled my panties aside and forced my stick into that scarf hood. She took a long breath, let out a low groan at the end. It was amazing as one big kiss like this could be so tight. And hot ... very warm. For a long time I did not feel it, even felt a liquid flowing from my dick in the bag.
- Put your finger on my ass...go <unk> He whispered (in an imperative tone) not to make noise.
I pushed my shorts as far away from her panties as possible, pulling back the rigid buttocks she had and sticking my middle finger into that tight little asshole. It looked like her butt was going to swallow up my hand. She forced my hip backwards, making my toe and dick go deeper and deeper...happy ...making a gallon of shit flood that hot hole (I think it was 8 jets, I'd counted), finally draining out of her cave, leaving us all licked.
He spoke, pulling the chair towards me and kneeling between my legs.
He started sliding his tongue up my head, and then down the length of my dick all the way to the bag.
My dick was already completely hard again, with its head in her mouth and she sucked like a child breastfeeds from the bottle. Exactly as if it wanted to suck out all the rest of the fuck that he had there while his fingers slid into the urethral canal providing a burning sensation which was very pleasurable. I enjoyed once more. Like a volcano.
- What was that? <unk> She asked (with a smile on her face), and went straight to the room scared. I pulled my trousers down and stood still. I should have looked pale from shock...I waited, but nothing happened.
I took a quick shower and went to sleep, wondering if my parents would have noticed.
Months went by, and Cris and I kept up our secret fucking sometimes we'd hear a few noises but never found out if anyone was watching us we started to think it came from fear of being caught in the act she left without explanation
This is the second story I've written, and it doesn't stop there.
Every word that has been written is true. These are details I do not forget and will be pleased to reply by e-mail.
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