Sweet stories of adolescence (01)

Sometimes our memory is a merciless tormentor bringing us memories so sweet and at the same time so touching that they end up provoking a deep sadness for the certainty that they are only memories and nothing more testifying that the flow of time is inexorable; recently I remembered the final days of the high school with a bubbling and fleeting adolescence that could not end, but which unfortunately leaves us leaving only immemorial traces. At that time I had managed to buy my first car, an Aero Willis green-pool that was the result of a negotiation with my father and a cousin who would receive in exchange my loans in the workshop that they both played. On Friday and Saturday nights I would drive around with the car looking for casual sex or even an occasional flirt. Sometimes I would just walk around the neighborhood and on those occasions I would meet with Melissa a beautiful mulatto with curly hair, always greedy smile, droopy look and a body full of curves with protruding breasts and a big, slightly pointed ass; on those occasions we would just exchange glances and smiles evidencing that something was going on between us and fostering a rapprochement that because of her circle of friends was not materializing; I confess that my desire for Melissa was immense and even with her mother being a close friend of mine this did not contribute to my favor which is why I continued to nurture the desire that an opportunity should arise for us to get closer. I invested in my weekend night outs and in one of them I met Luíza, a mature woman in her forties, divorced, mother of two grown children, teacher in the public school system and passionate about the popular balls that took place in clubs designed to meet men and women widely attended by those seeking the chance of casual and uncommitted sex or something more serious and consistent; at first Luíza and I were just in exchange of glances offering drinks to me through a known waiter accompanied by the famous tickets of the "elegant mail" that most of the time were not answered. Gifted with a persistence characteristic of my age insisted on attending discreetly even in the uncertainty that it would not bear fruit, not by chance. On a Saturday morning to Sunday I left the club with the last group of drunken bohemians and packed by their partners and took my car determined to return home; while driving through a square to access an avenue I discovered Luisa sitting on a bench near a bus stop smoking a cigarette waiting for the drive that would certainly only come much later; I parked the car in front of the place and went to sit next to her warning that the line collectives would take a long time to circulate and also offering my loans for a ride. Of course, Luisa made it difficult by stating that besides young I would not have many chances with her. I replied that it was just a ride with no ulterior motives that would allow her to get to know me better. <unk>In any case, you lose nothing, you only gain!<unk>, I rushed in discovering a smile on her face with a puerile air; we got into the car and asked her to show me the best way to reach her destination and during the journey we got to know each other better; Luíza was an attractive woman with gifts highlighted not only by the clothes, but also by the curvilinear and plump forms; already reaching our destination we continued to talk and she ended up confessing that due to a conflicted separation she had decided to live life without affective involvements and that the dances were like an escape valve for the tensions of everyday life. I could understand in the small details of our conversation that Luíza was a caring woman, but also that she had a huge fear of being trapped in a new relationship that made her unhappy again. When she decided to say goodbye, she turned to me, holding my face, holding a single kiss, and I took the initiative to extend that kiss to something deeper, and that's how our tongues intertwined in a luxurious dance full of intentions, and that's how the kiss pluralized into even more intense caresses and abusive touches with me, squeezing Luisa's breasts, who groaned with excitement when she felt my touch, resulting in a pull on the sleeves of her dress, exposing her beautiful breasts crowned with hard nipples, imploring through my mouth that she would soon meet them with eloquent licking and sucking. Suddenly, Luisa pushed my head with a frightened expression as she looked around alarmed. "Of course I liked it! But we're in front of my house and it's getting dawn ..., soon my children will wake up and I don't want them to see me like this!" Luisa replied when I asked if she had done something wrong and if she didn't like my gesture; I understood her situation and apologized with a resigned expression. I think my positive reaction was revealing the affectionate and caring side of Luisa who caressed my face and smiled. We ended up arranging a reunion next weekend with me insisting on picking her up so that we could go to the dance together; she put up a resistance, but ended up giving in instead with a beautiful smile. In the course of the week I was obliged to keep a tight rein on my anxiety by imagining the possibilities that an affair with a more mature woman might afford me and also pondering the hypothesis of Luisa backing away from something more intimate under any kind of justification that might please her; nevertheless, I held on to the impetuosity until finally Saturday night arrived! As arranged I parked my car at a safe distance from Luisa's house after having passed in front of her for a short whistle and stood waiting. In a matter of minutes Louise emerged with an overwhelming exuberance; wearing a white top that enhanced her brown skin and a sky-blue buff trousers ending with high-heeled sandals that enhanced her mature female forms that left many young girls in slippers; as soon as she got into the car she put her arm around my neck pulling me until our lips met in a long, deep and wet kiss. <unk>Today you will be my peer! But woe to you if you get squabbling with my friends, huh? They are as hot or hotter than I am... so come on, boy! <unk>, she warned with a shake taking between the witty and the provocative. "By your side, I have everything I've ever wanted in life!" <unk> I replied with an enthusiastic tone accompanied by a sincere smile. When we arrived at our destination, I soon discovered that Luisa had told the truth about her friends, for each one was more beautiful than the other and yet there was no quarrel or envy; we sat down at the table and I felt happy next to Luisa who occasionally kissed me and caressed my face; even my friend's waiter made a complimentary expression for me; although I was no skilled dancer, my partner took it upon herself at certain times to lead the steps and amused herself with my expression attentive to her movements. In addition, Luisa was a good drinker too, for she wiped off about six bottles of beer without losing her composure. It was past three in the morning when she suggested that we go for an espresso at the airport, something very fashionable at that time. -Nothing! I don't want an audience in my glue! <unk> she responded with an emphatic tone when I asked if her friends would also go with us and I took the opportunity to finish by stating that it was much better that way. We entered the lobby of the airport and went to the coffee machine that stood on the mezzanine and I could not help but notice the greedy looks around us delighting in the charming and insinuating beauty of Luisa who walked with resolute steps and raised head directing her gaze and her smiles only to me, something that raised my seduction for her; we tasted cappuccino accompanied by small and tasty croissants. <unk> Know one thing: this your good manners captivated me! But I must warn you about the following: if we go to bed ..., who commands the show ..., I am ... do you understand? <unk> asked, taking her seriously after the warning. - If you're a good teacher I'll be a great student! <unk> I responded in a provocative tone. We finished our coffee and as we left the airport lobby we glimpsed on the horizon a golden-yellow tear breaking the mantle of dawn and indicating that a new day was about to dawn which led me to think that that opportunity had faded between my fingers with Luisa asking me to take her home. <unk>Second, I don't have classes in the morning ..., if you want, we can go out tomorrow ..., what do you say?<unk>, she asked with a hesitant tone as we got into the car and I immediately acted assertively, decided not to miss another opportunity. When we reached our destination, Luisa kissed me on the lips and then we arranged our meeting time; I went home sleepy, but still anxious for what was to come; on Sunday I gave a treat to my possum and then I walked around the house unable to hide my excitement from my parents' sharp eyes; it was eight o'clock in the evening when I left to meet the teacher Luisa who was already waiting for me at the right place: a bus stop near her house; and once again she was dazzling wearing a white dress with no handles just above the knees and a pair of high-heeled sandals adorned with the rest; she got into the car and kissed us long and shortly after she asked me where we were going. Even thinking of my meager savings, I decided that it was not the time to save expenses in the face of my partner's inviting gaze and keeping a secret. I wandered to a motel on a nearby highway; Luisa did not hold back a laugh when the attendant handed me my identity card for verification; I parked the car in the garage of the suite and Luisa jumped out of the car while waiting for me; without wasting any time we grabbed each other between kisses and caresses until the moment when she surprised me by pulling the top of the dress down to reveal her beautiful breasts; I looked at those breasts endowed with a certain abundance and some firmness, paying attention to the hard and protruding nipples crowned with golden roses while Luisa landed on them in my hands, feeling their texture, giving some small pincers and squeezing the twigs, or twinkling down. At one point she held my head and pulled it down offering her nipples to be tasted; between caresses and kisses I began to lick and suck the nipples reaching to hold them between my lips sucking more intensely and feeling her numbness become more rigid; Luisa stroked my hair and whispered phrases full of naughtiness demanding that I appreciate her breasts as a female deserves; when we faltered for a few minutes, she wasted no time in making the dress slide down her body to the floor exhibiting her stunning nakedness; Luisa was a mature woman of singular and eloquent forms whose exuberance was enhanced and enhanced thanks to her sandals and she did not want to waste any more time with what she called taking food, and leading us to my hand. As soon as we entered, she threw herself on the bed spreading her legs and caressing her vulva covered by a thin layer of smooth pubic hair wanting to know if I had ever had oral sex in my life; I wanted to answer that yes, but my experience on the subject was summed up in the famous sexual catechisms with illustrations or images and before my delay in answering Luisa did not contain a naughty laugh. "Come here, come ..., I will teach you how to make a woman moan without feeling pain!" she asked, reaching out her hand to me. I let my instinct lead me, and I took my place between Louise's legs, beginning to caress and kiss the area affectionately, listening to my partner whisper praises of my preliminary performance, interrupted by short moans; with the tip of my fingers, I opened the crack and began to lick from the bottom up, tearing up more moans interrupted by screaming clothes in a clear proof that I was doing everything right; so I rubbed my tongue on the clitoris (at the time unknown to me, which soon became intimate), and Louise immediately reacted by twisting and emitting whistled moans alternated with hysterical screams, leaving me stunned with astonishment, while at the same time uncurtaining me from the horizons of pleasure that can only be given to a man with a woman ... this would be a lesson for the rest of my life! Wrapped in that luxurious climate I dedicated myself to licking the warm cave that poured copiously its nectar into my mouth arousing unprecedented and unforgettable sensations. And after leaving my partner prostrate before the pleasure that made her body tremble the climb was an inevitable and delicious consequence with Luisa insisting on riding me without me offering resistance, just delighting in having her on me with her vulva enveloping my member while I held her succulent breasts pinching the nipples resulting in renewed orgasms that made her tremble involuntarily. At some moments Luisa allowed a reversal of positions demanding in return that I cupped her nipples to suck them hard which I attended without blinking; thanks to my youth combined with an atrocious libido I believe I was able to give Luisa one of the best climbs of her life, not daring to assume that it was the best although her bodily reactions suggested this possibility. Finally, close to the physiological breakdown I warned her about the imminence of my climax hearing in response an anguished request: "Argh! Ahhh! Taste! Taste inside me ! Taste!" Listening to that answer as a command, I intensified my pelvic movements until culminating in a bountiful enjoyment soaking the cavity of my cavity because in turn it seemed to be an alucination experiencing a sacred orgasm on her side; we fell exhausted, exhausted, and dirty. "I never thought that climbing with a new moleque like you would be so ..., so good!", she commented hugging me more tightly and making me very happy; we kissed a few more times and ended up falling asleep clutching like two lovers who no longer want to be separated. Shortly before dawn Louise woke me up with more kisses and realizing that I had caused a new erection, she apologized, and I wanted to know the reason for the apology. -Why? ..., because you broke up with me! - she replied in a cheerful and emphatic tone - I haven't had so much fun in a long time! You took away all my delay ..., and so I'm devastated! I confess that that answer left me exultant little matter whether or not we could leave for a repeat, for everything that had happened had been wonderful; we took a shower and then enjoyed breakfast courtesy of the motel; it was a little after nine in the morning when I left Luisa near her house; we kissed a few more times and I could not resist asking if there would be a new meeting receiving as a response a nod of the head. Unfortunately, this second meeting did not happen; I stood at the appointed place, but Luisa did not appear and to my surprise I ended up finding her in the ballroom with her friends drinking beer; when I saw me I noticed a sad expression stamped on her face and at the first opportunity she came to me asking us to talk privately. We went to my car and as soon as she closed the door, Luisa threw a rosary of regrets full of guilt claiming that we would not be able to continue meeting, since I was younger than her children and that this would not be well seen by her family. With swollen eyes she asked me for forgiveness after we kissed a few times. I watched as Luisa got out of the car and walked towards the ballroom and hesitated to return there for fear of causing an atmosphere of embarrassment; I left and roamed up the hill docking at a roadside bar where I embittered my sorrow for the loss of Luisa by drinking coffee and smoking non-stop. I was ready to return to my house when I was approached by Lucrecia, an old woman known to all who frequented that place; with her body stuck trapped inside a dress that seemed to be much smaller and an opportunistic smile she asked me if I would buy her a beer and I in response asked her to sit down calling the waiter. Ready to retreat, Lucrezia insisted on paying for the beer with a mouthful, her most usual practice and I finally accepted as I thought it was a possibility of drowning my sorrow on account of Luisa; we got into my car and I injured myself by a neighboring access where I parked jumping to the bench behind; Lucrezia came to meet me and already tried to open my trousers putting the stiffened brute out taking it in her mouth applying a well-cut blow; after a long time and noticing that my nipple did not give signs of cooling, the cold-blooded woman lifted her dress taking off my panties and coming to sit in front of me putting her vulgar warm and moist body in front of me until she swallowed the gun. While envy was rising over me and Lucrezia pulled the ceramic breasts out of the dress asking me to draw the fingers out of the pocket! "