My boyfriend's fantasy - a gift to me!

My boyfriend's fantasy - a gift to me! Of my nefarious sex life, with the exception of the afternoons of my adolescence, spent on the edge of the pool of F (quoted in the story: <unk>From childhood to adolescence <unk> always friends!<unk>), it is now in my third heterosexual relationship that I have rediscovered pleasure. Since I was 15 years old and my first heterosexual experience, which I let fall asleep in me, the delicious memories left by those girls... Today, after some time, I have in my partner the perfect lover... It's like a carioca. Le is hot and has a well-carved body in the gyms of Rio de Janeiro. I remember that I wanted to climb with him from the first day we met and saw him without a shirt. Blonde, six feet tall, with a beard and that creepy accent <unk> not to mention that the tone of his voice is very sexy. Lê has a chest that I love, broad shoulders, by the way, his whole body is delicious... muscular and firm beard, thick thighs with defined muscles, a biceps that is the delight of my teeth <unk> not to mention the main thing of all: that wonderful dick... Lê's dick is more than 20 cm and a diameter of about 10 cm... when I hold it with my hands, my fingers can't touch each other. He has an anatomical limb, whose veins and nerves make up an exciting instrument of my pleasure. And the head of that stick... always pink and shining to me. I go crazy when he makes his hard prick pulsate before my eyes. I fall into my mouth and devour every inch of that sturdy man. I swallow that stick to the heel, I love those balls and I jerkily put my tongue in his tail. For us, sex is a visceral, skin-deep thing, and we have no shame or taboo, so anything goes when you're trying to please the other person. With him, I feel like a sex worker, a tramp, a little whore by the side of the road. I'm his little dog in heat, the bitch that that stallion fucks holding by the mane... I have a lot of fun with him, I have multiple uninterrupted orgasms and I've even fainted once, the size of the spasm that took over my body during the climax. Lee is a sex machine proportional to the insatiable appetite I have. I say that what one gives is the exact measure of what the other expects. We've climbed a lot and now we're giving wings to our most insane and mundane fantasies <unk> and they're not few! But even though my sex life is at its best, I still miss those afternoons. It turns out that each one took a different path in life: MF is married and a mother of a son, W moved away and we never heard from her again, leaving only me and F, who now owns a renowned beauty salon in our small town. I recently went to your salon to hydrate and cut the ends of my hair, so when we meet again... She worked with a yellowish wardrobe, which further highlighted the tone of her brown-bamboo skin. Uniform that was made of a very fine and delicate fabric, letting itself be perceived, even if with little clarity, the lingerie that she wore. And through the cloth that covered her, the shapes of her female body could be perceived. I watched her come and go among the customers of the salon and found her delicious. Hypnotized by that Venus that paraded before me, I viciously recalled our afternoons by the pool, the sun shining on our wet and naked bodies, the touch of that skin that made me boil, of that little mouth that made me melt, pouring in spasms of passion my honey, which was immediately sucked up, to the last drop by her. I remembered that hairy little girl and that little bundle that sneaked in, begging to be fucked by our fingers and toys. I went back in time and I realized I was soaked with all the hotness I was feeling and filled with a desire to relive those teenage follies. I tried to behave like a normal woman, but every time she touched my hair, a shiver of excitement ran through my body, filling me with desire... we laughed and talked about frugality, F asked about my life, since I don't live in the city anymore and only come back once a month to visit my parents, talked about you, the people we loved, our challenges... Little by little the customers left, leaving just the two of us... The chatter was going fine until F touched on the biggest taboo of our lives: afternoons by the pool... At first, I didn't know what to do, since I'd never brought up the subject with anyone, but she naturally confessed to me that she missed it. I pretended not to understand, muttered something and immediately tried to avoid the subject. In my mind, the memories <unk>gemia, twisting me while the others reviewed their positions. I, passively, only drove me crazy with so much desire!<unk>, made me want to relive it: <unk>we scratched and sucked each other, in a spasm that consumed all our strength, taking us away. Shortly after, the four of them lay, thrown on the floor by the edge of the pool... naked, exhausted... yet smiling with satisfaction<unk>. I confess that this confession upset me, so much so that I enjoyed the simple massage that she applied to my hair. I left with my body seething with excitement and my head with the most obscene thoughts. And I was sure that she had realized how much it had hallucinated me. It turns out that one of my partner's biggest fantasies is to watch me in a homosexual trance, falling face-first into a ditch, getting hot-assed by another woman. I recently confessed to him the story of my past adolescence and he was thrilled to discover in me a female whose desires and defects were as obscene as those he himself possessed. After two weeks, I went back to F's lounge for another hydration and confessed to him the details of my relationship, including my partner's fantasy and my desire to fulfill it. What was my surprise when she turned to me and gave me a long, steady kiss on the mouth... F closed the doors of the hall and took off her jacket, every button she opened showed me a delicious body of a woman... I could not contain myself! In front of me, she remained, wearing only underwear: that delicious brunette, whose breasts remained firm and with her little beaks pointing up, her forms were more sculptural. I touched her and saw her all shivered, that immediately, I undressed... We're rolling around on the living room floor. The energy that penetrated our bodies made us boil with excitement. I shivered when I felt the beaks of those breasts rubbing my skin, I went crazy with that little mouth kissing and licking my whole body. F licked every inch of my body, bit me and sucked me deliciously. F bit me, scratched me, told me obscenities... She knew and had not forgotten what I liked in the time of pleasure. "I want to fuck you, my bitch", she put her fingers inside my xana, inside my ass... made a nice DP on me. I went crazy and promptly retaliated. We made a hot, horny 69, we enjoyed ourselves like two hot bitches, shaking and moaning like old times, we felt the nectar soak our sexes, which were sucked to the last drop, to the last moan... That afternoon, F didn't charge me for the treatment... And I'll be back soon, now to take my boyfriend to get his hair cut and fulfill his fantasy.