Alma and Max met to study in the university library. It wasn't the first time; their friendship began at the beginning of the semester, and they regularly spent the afternoon solving exercises, reviewing notes, and chatting. Max had begun to develop feelings for her, but Alma was a shy and reserved girl who avoided very personal topics. One afternoon, while talking about her dreams and interests, she felt comfortable revealing a side of herself she usually keeps hidden.
Hello, I'll start by introducing myself. I'm Gil, 34 years old, and today I'm going to tell you a funny story that happened to a college friend's mother a few years ago.It all started when my friend Flavia (fictitious) invited me to her birthday party at a bar here in our city. The party was very lively with many of Flavia's friends, some of whom I already knew.A little later, around 10 pm, his mother, Fátima (fictitious) arrives bringing the cake and a beautiful, toned and tanned body (natural) that caught attention.
In the early 2000s, I worked at a higher education institution recognized for its high standards of teaching and religious strictness. Thanks to my administrative expertise, I eventually landed the position of director of education. During this period, a professor was found kissing and half-naked with one of the students inside the university.
I don't usually reread my stories. Once they're published, I let them go. But there's one in particular that holds a side story I never wrote... until now.It was with "My Husband Plants the Idea of Sleeping with Someone Else." A text born of doubt, excitement, and provocation. I just wanted to explore that disturbing fantasy: that the desire for another doesn't come from us, but from the one we love.
I'm going to tell you the true story of how I became the owner of my mother's friend's ass. This woman, I'll call her "S," has always been quite naughty. I remember when I was a kid, I would secretly overhear her talking dirty among a group of my mother's friends. And when I was about 16, she had some really unusual games, lol. She would suddenly come into my room and say, "Aaah, I almost caught you playing bingo outside." But for some reason, my family and hers drifted apart when I was 18, and I haven't seen her in person since.
When I asked to see the photos from the shoot, I saw that Maha was hesitant, unsure whether to hand over her phone. She said:
Hello, friends of erotic stories, how are you? My name is Henrique (fictitious name), and I've already narrated some of my adventures that became stories for you. If you're curious, stop by my story folder and enjoy! I want to remind you that I don't make up stories; they were all lived in a delicious and unforgettable way! But let's get to the point.
We are young. Wealthy. Lucky. Who?… Me and my friend. We are on a huge ocean liner on a cruise across the Atlantic. We met an elderly lady. Or rather, she came up to us first, hearing Russian speech.
It happened a few years ago. My name is Artem. I finished school in my small village, passed the Unified State Exam and somehow miraculously entered a university in Omsk, the regional center. At that time, I was 18 years old. Moving was a way of life for me, otherwise I would have stayed in my village forever
Man, I need to tell someone what happened to me or I'm going to freak out - he said in a rush, very worried and anxious, even.- Speak up, Mané, but breathe, because otherwise you won't tell me anything - I encouraged, already very curious.
Tying up my blonde hair in front of the gym mirror. Noticing the horny guys checking me out. My cuckold boyfriend at work and his friend looking at me like a pervert, dying to fuck me all over again.
I remember Lyudmila, first of all, because it was my first successful sexual adventure.My fiancée is pregnant. She went on holiday to her mother. Things are slowly but surely moving towards the registry office.