The Hurricane 2

The Hurricane 2 I'm Rosa, a former prostitute, and in the previous story I recounted my plan to steal my best friend Lilian's boyfriend. I also recounted her resistance to my harassment, and the time that he repulsed me for putting my hand on his dick. I continue to cast a spell on him, and because I'm prettier than Lilian, my skin is silkier, my hips are wider, my thighs are thicker, and my lips are sexier than hers, I know that there will come a day when I will just overcome her resistance as a serious man. I can tell he's already reacting well because he's looking at my body discreetly, but disguisedly, realizing that I've noticed, but I'm sticking with mine, exaggerating in my clothes, in my makeup, and in my flashy, provocative walk. I've found that the only way to get closer to it is through the intellect, and I'm reading and learning about great works of literature, and I spend hours in public libraries, on the Internet, and in bookstores, where I just read the summary of the works on the back cover, the author's biography, and the first and last page of the book, and then I make my notes, and I skillfully lead the conversation to the subject. But Lilian is already suspicious, because the other day she asked me about an episode in the middle of the book, which I didn't know how to answer, and I had to de-conversate skillfully, go to the bathroom unnecessarily, and come back when the prose had already taken other directions. Lilian has also brought up that I'm throwing charm on her man. One day she called me aside and spoke seriously: "Rosa, it's on the face that you're throwing at him. Do you think I didn't see that kiss that you disguisedly threw at him?" "What's a friend? Everybody gives it to him. Rest assured that I'll never fuck your man!" I lied. Then I added: Now if you want to share it with me, don't be shy! I doubt he'd agree! How do you know? How about we ask. We'll do a trio together! At this German arrived, Lilian interrupted the subject, he asked: May I know what they were whispering? "A woman's business!" answered Lilian. I was convincing Lilian to form a Sexual Trio! "Why, are you lesbians?" "No. You're very cute. I'm the one who borrowed you from her. I imagine it must be nice for the three of us to fuck together!" I said, daring myself to pass my hand on his cock. "You're crazy!" he said, dodging. "I've never had group sex, and I don't even think I can get an erection!" "Oh, he can do it, I assure you!" I said as I lowered his trousers and stroked his soft stick. Lilian just laughed and watched her bewilderment. Slowly his stick gave way to my caresses, beginning to harden. Lilian came over and started kissing his mouth, and then his dick went completely hard, and I pulled my bikini back, and I swallowed that mast with my blow job, which was already lubricated with a hard-on, and he threw the lounge chair at me, and he started blowing really hard, and Lilian was watching in a trance, and she took off both pieces of her bikini, and she put one hand on her breasts, and she masturbated with the other, and the whole scene of her masturbating, I enjoyed screaming. He came out of my closet, positioned himself behind Lilian, and shoved deep into her ass, and the two of them made fun of each other while I watched him jerk off. Then the three of us jump in the pool. Although I'd had anal sex before, it wasn't really my preferred modality, because of the memory of my rape by John, but having watched, and noticing the pleasure that Lilian demonstrated, I was tempted to experiment with German, and said: "After recess, it's my turn to have a drink, okay?" Have you never tried it? "When I was fifteen, I was brutally raped by my mother's lover. I don't have good memories!" I said, making a victim's face. <unk>He is a master in this specialty! He already did it when I was a virgin. He does it with so much affection, which is my preference today!<unk> And he began to report in detail as if he were. <unk>He will heal you of the trauma!<unk> He concluded. This exciting conversation made me even more eager to give him my little fortune. After we had a few more drinks, and we continued our conversation, in which Lilian told me about the times they had sex in the river, in the jeep, and in the backyard, making me more and more excited, and with the sphincter blinking, the three of us went to their room. I was impressed by all those devices that obeyed the voice command. I was also impressed by the kindness with which I was treated. Lilian took out three pillows, and kindly asked me to lie on my stomach, with my pelvis on them, so that I would have the highest pillow, while German would apply xylocaine cream to my little ring. "That's a weak anesthetic, and it's going to stop the pain!" she explained. "The important thing is that you stay very relaxed!" He directed her. Then he commanded: "Turn on Sound!" And the room was filled with a romantic music. While we waited for the xylocaine to take effect on my ass, she didn't lose her lid and sucked on his dick, making it harder than steel. He positioned himself behind me, pressed the head of the torso against my butt, she helped with her hand to position it, while saying: "Be very calm and relaxed. Your hand will stay here in his groin, so you will command the penetration. The greatest discomfort you will feel with the head passing through the sphincter, then as he has no shoulders, just relax and enjoy! " He pushed slowly, and my cousin who had already endured the donkey of Tonhão, received and welcomed him without pain or difficulty. He stopped until I began to roll, forcing the bundle against his pelvis. I felt the balls hitting my buttocks, and the head pressed against my uterus. In the mirror I saw Lilian kissing him passionately. I began to have an orgasm, and I cried: "Eat my ass! Eat tasty ass! Me x of my bitch, of bitch, of cow!" As he boiled violently. Then he began to pump, first slowly, then in a rush, Lilian frantically masturbating, tapping my bundle. He grabbed me by the hair, which he pulled like reins, in the rhythm of the gallop. I felt an orgasm of indescribable duration. Then I felt his dick swell inside me, and he filled me with hot sperm. Lilian who did not stop kissing him, and masturbating, had his calf dripping thighs. She was the last of the three to make fun. We fell all three faint under the satin sheets of the camera. On my way home, I was happy that I had achieved more than I had hoped to achieve with the plot I had intended, and I imagined that from now on I would always be invited to that house, and to the erotic rides, the jeep trails, that we would do together. But there was an incident. Since Lilian and I both had our periods on the same date, I suggested that we invite a fourth person, so that German would not be without his wife for more than a week. To which Lilian responded by saying, Look Rosa! It's already hard for me, to have to accept you with us! German also doesn't feel comfortable having a former prostitute in our relationship! A fourth person would make things worse, and compromise even more discretion! Do you really love each other? Yes, without a shadow of a doubt, so I ask you to step aside and give us a little respite. Then I have to respect your position. Since I'm a born bitch, I only see one attractive figure in every man. I think most women are like that. Love and emotional involvement are forbidden to me. Even for not having met my own father. Mom also does not remember who I used to be! She took the checkbook, a pen, and asked: How much do we owe you? It was a pleasure to meet you! "I want to pay you back. Take this as a reward!" And he made a generous check, with which I exchanged my old car for a new semi. "Thank you very much!" I said, rushing to collect the check. I don't think I've made a good deal, because I have to admit that that experience touched me, not only in the physical aspect of pleasure, but also from a sentimental point of view. I who was never emotionally involved, I admit that German managed to leave its mark on me. I know that no matter how much I search for new sensations, and I'm in the perfect laboratory, the zone, I'll hardly get another chance, and I still masturbate to this day with the memory of that wonderful dick, filling myself to the brim, watching it go in and out of me through the mirrors of the room.