martes, 12 de noviembre de 2013

slow sex

¿Por qué deberías pasarte al 'slow sex'?

Los españoles somos expertos es acabar pronto la faena. Sin embargo, los expertos aseguran que las prisas que devoran nuestras vidas son el mayor enemigo de una relación sexual de calidad.

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Dejar las prisas de lado es siempre una sabia decisión en temas de sexo.
Foto: Everett Collection
Hace tres años una encuesta llevada a cabo por Retrevo, una marca de gadgets y aparatos electrónicos –Is Social Media a New Addiction? (¿Son las redes sociales una nueva adicción?)–, revelaba que el 7% de los usuarios de teléfonos móviles en EEUU consultaban sus mensajes en pleno acto sexual. Otro estudio, el Informe Durex sobre Bienestar Sexual 2012, reflejaba la prisa que tenemos los españoles en rematar la faena, al invertir tan sólo 15,2 minutos en las relaciones sexuales, lo que nos deja en muy mal lugar pues la media mundial está en 19,2 y nos sitúa peligrosamente cerca de los más rápidos –aquí el tonto es el que llega antes–, que son los británicos (14,5) y japoneses (14,6), mientras nos aleja de los más lentos: Hong Kong (29,4) y Brasil (27,2).
La tendencia 'fast & furious' nunca ha traído buenas consecuencias en ningún ámbito, por eso nació el movimiento slow, primero relacionado con la comida para luego extenderse a las ciudades, el trabajo y las escuelas. Esta ideología propone reducir el ritmo –aunque solo sea para llegar más tarde al caos–, disfrutar más del camino, y no sólo de la meta, y abogar por la calidad y no la cantidad. Premisas todas ellas contrarias al espíritu de los tiempos y a los criterios de selección de personal de las grandes empresas pero que, precisamente por utópicas, resultan más necesarias que nunca.
Cuando se habla de slow sex la gente lo relaciona automáticamente con el tantra y con el arte de retrasar la eyaculación, pero es mucho más que eso y no hace falta conocer los secretos de esa filosofía oriental para empezar a parecernos un poco a los amantes de Hong Kong o a los brasileños. El slow food no se reduce a masticar más despacio, sino que abarca todas las etapas de la elaboración de la comida y aboga por productos frescos y locales, formas sanas y creativas de cocinarlos y maneras agradables de saborearlos, con el tiempo necesario, buena compañía y sobremesa; del mismo modo el slow sexcopia este modelo integral y propone que ralenticemos y disfrutemos más de todas las etapas de una relación sexual, sin metas ni objetivos definidos que puedan perturbar su desarrollo, y, por supuesto, sin whatsapps, emails o sms de por medio.
Ustedes deciden si ante un pastel prefieren abalanzarse y devorarlo en cuestión de segundos o adoptar la actitud más elegante y cinematográfica de coger una almendra y saborearla lentamente; pasar a un adorno de chocolate, mirarlo detenidamente hasta que la boca se haga agua y entonces mordisquearlo y chuparse el resto que ha quedado entre los dedos. Con el intenso sabor del cacao en el paladar, hacer que la mente participe y nos lleve a donde quiera y volver a abordar el pastel, como si fuera el último que pudiésemos comer en nuestra vida. Ya lo dijo la sabia y genial Mae West: “Cualquier cosa que merezca la pena hacer, hay que hacerla lentamente”.
Claro que ir despacio no es sinónimo de ser un cursi. Los partidarios del sexo hardcorealegarán que la pasión tiene ritmos más acelerados y que rasgarle la ropa a tu pareja con los dientes es más excitante que un decorado de película erótica de los 80, con efecto velado, candelabros y música ñoña. Obviamente, si estamos en el inicio de una relación, esclavos del deseo, no necesitamos consejos de ningún tipo, la fase de precalentamiento está permanentemente resuelta en nuestra cabeza. El problema es cuando la cosa se enfría un poco y necesitamos volver a calentar motores, o cuando el sexo se ha vuelto algo monótono y previsible. De hecho, la etapa de la seducción, anterior al sexo, es la primera que se elimina una vez que tenemos establecido contacto con nuestra presa. Grave error, porque es seguramente una de las más importantes, tanto como la procedencia de los alimentos en el slow food.
Las mujeres somos las que más sufrimos la supresión de esa etapa, cuando ya hay confianza y se da por supuesto que nos abriremos de piernas sin necesidad de que nadie nos dore la píldora. Los grandes seductores de la historia lo han sido, no tanto por sus proezas en la cama –no hay nada nuevo bajo el sol–, sino por lo que hacen mucho antes, frente a un vodka martini "mezclado, no agitado" como nos enseñó Mr. Bond. Para los experimentados casanovas, el acto sexual empieza ya aquí, con el primer contacto, porque una vez que se ha erotizado la psique, el resto es coser y cantar. Aquí chicos, estáel secreto de los feos resultones que se van con las tías buenas y que nunca comprendemos por qué. Hay que echar mano de miradas, diálogos propios de Mad Men, promesas, trailers de la película X que protagonizaremos esa noche o mensajes sucios, usando la tecnología disponible a nuestro alcance que, además de ir calentando a nuestropartenaire, harán más llevadera la tarea de los muchos espías que nos rodean, con el fin de hacer un mundo más seguro.
Aquí hay que ser creativos y cambiar, a veces, los papeles, lo que supone pedir más actividad e iniciativa a las damas porque a ellos también les gusta que los seduzcan. Hay que asumir el riesgo de que te den morcillas. No pasa nada, haremos callo y entenderemos mejor al sexo opuesto.
La etapa de precalentamiento, una vez entrados en materia, es sumamente importante y aquí generalmente son los hombres los que deben poner más atención, ya que nosotras tardamos algo más en estar dispuestas. Como dice un artículo publicado en la revista para hombres Gal Time.com, titulado 5 Steps to slow sex (Cinco pasos para el slow sex):“Las mujeres necesitan una media de 10 a 20 minutos para estar suficientemente excitadas para el clímax, dependiendo del método y de cada mujer”, asegura la sexóloga Debbie Hernenick. “Esto puede ser un problema cuando se lleva tiempo con la misma pareja. Las hormonas que facilitan el ‘aquí te pillo, aquí te mato’ cuando se acaba de conocer a alguien, desaparecen con el tiempo”.
Un fallo todavía muy común entre la población masculina es practicar la espeleología entre las piernas de la mujer pensando que esto la volverá loca, pero como apunta Francisca Molero, sexóloga, ginecóloga y directora del Institut Clinic de Sexología, de Barcelona, “si quieres excitar a un hombre empieza tocando sus genitales. Si quieres apagar a una mujer empieza tocando sus genitales”. Podríamos decir que el clítoris es un órgano vergonzoso y delicado, y una excesiva manipulación prematura puede asustarlo y hacer que no quiera volver a salir durante algún tiempo. “Una buena práctica en esta fase es explorar las zonas no erógenas, que también causan placer y cuya sensibilidad varía según los individuos”, apunta la doctora, “a muchas mujeres les gusta que le toquen el pelo, la parte interna de los brazos y muslos, las manos… La zona del coxis es también muy placentera para ambos sexos”.
En otro artículo, de la revista Men’s Fitness, titulado Why Slow sex is better (Porque el Slow sex es mejor) y firmado por la psicóloga Belisa Vranich, se apuntaba un nuevo escollo en el camino: “Que una mujer esté mojada, no quiere decir que se encuentre cerca del clímax”. “Es cierto”, añade Francisca Molero, “podría decirse que en nosotras hay una cierta desconexión entre la mente y la respuesta sexual, que no existe en el hombre. Se han hecho estudios en los que se ha sometido a mujeres a estímulos eróticos y se ha visto como sus cuerpos reaccionaban como si estuvieran excitadas, pero ellas no tienen esa consciencia. De hecho, se empieza a hablar de lo que ya se conoce como trastorno de la excitación genital persistente, algo muy poco común, pero en el que la mujer experimenta los síntomas de la excitación sexual, aunque no haya recibido ningún estímulo y ella no se sienta así mentalmente”. Cielos, se preguntarán muchos, ¿cómo saber entonces cuando la mujer está preparada? Belisa Vranich, da un consejo en el mismo artículo: “Una buena regla general: calcula el tiempo que crees que ella necesita y dóblalo. Si está dispuesta antes, lo sabrás”.
Horas más tarde, nos encontramos ya próximos a abordar, si nos da la gana, la penetración. Un amigo mío heterosexual, próximo a cumplir los 50, reconocía cómo, tanto él como su pareja, descubrieron una nueva sexualidad cuando los años empezaron a pasarle factura y debía ir más despacio en la cama. Claro que lo ideal es ir alternando los ritmos y pasar de las melodías más lentas a las más agitadas. El slow sex apuesta por retardar el orgasmo con la sencilla técnica de cambiar de postura o parar cuando vemos que nos vamos acercando al clímax. Lo que promete, aseguran, un placer final mucho más intenso. En esto, el libro Slow sex (Sexo sin prisas), de Diane Richardson (Editorial Gulaab), nos propone lo que la autora llama “posturas rotativas sobre el eje de conexión genital”, es decir, ir cambiando de posición, sin perder la conexión genital, para que las angulaciones, las profundidades y los ritmos de las pelvis creen nuevos estímulos. Variando de movimiento cada vez que se está cerca del orgasmo, para prolongarlo.
En la serie Masters of Sex, una voluntaria a participar en los estudios de Master y Johnson, una mujer madura que nunca ha experimentado un orgasmo, contesta así a la pregunta de qué siente cuando hace el amor: “Noto una desagradable sensación de frotamiento, doctor”. “¿Y no siente ningún alivio?”, le pregunta el científico. “Sí, cuando acabo”, contesta ella. Un amigo definía el sexo como “minutos de duro ejercicio físico y segundos de placer”. El slow sex promete cambiar esta ecuación en minutos de placer y segundos de éxtasis.

sábado, 14 de septiembre de 2013

RATAS GIGANTES

La asociación de vecinos Pla de la Torre ha solicitado al Ayuntamiento de Almassora que tome estrictas medidas para erradicar las ratas de gran tamaño que han aparecido este verano en toda la costa local. La agrupación que preside Juan Montilla ha reclamado "algún tipo de tratamiento" que acabe con estos roedores.Rata cazada junto al Serrallo.
Según han hecho constar, se trata de "ratas de gran tamaño que son un peligro para la salud pública", al margen de la repulsión que crean entre los vecinos. Así pues, más de 170 socios acudieron a la reunión anual en la que el debate de las condiciones del distrito marítimo copó el orden del día de la sesión.
La imagen de una rata de gran tamaño, supuestamente cazada con un gran cepo en las inmediaciones del Serrallo, circula por las redes sociales desde hace varias semanas. El Ayuntamiento de Almassora ya desmintió que ningún vecino se hubiera puesto en contacto con el consistorio para alertar de la presencia de estos incómodos animales. Cabe destacar que la asociación vecinal Pla de la Torre trasladó la petición tras su reunión del pasado viernes.
Por su parte, la Asociación de Vecinos (AAVV) Playa de Almassora, que agrupa a los residentes de la zona limítrofe con el polígono del Serrallo, también apunta a la suciedad de los solares abandonados como "un refugio para las ratas y los erizos".
"Hemos tomado medidas de prevención en nuestra casa este verano al percatarnos de la existencia de excrementos de ratas en nuestra terraza", apunta el presidente de la plataforma, Francisco García.
Al margen de la espectacular fotografía, los residentes aseguran que ejemplares de gran tamaño crecen al amparo de "matas de hasta dos metros de altura" en solares que están totalmente descuidados.
Asimismo, la mayor parte de los expedientes tramitados desde el departamento de Salubridad e Higiene para solicitar las labores de limpieza pertenecen al distrito marítimo, que en 2012 acumuló cerca de 285.700 metros cuadrados de parcelas sin adecentar. Los operarios municipales adecentan con regularidad las zonas de uso público, aunque el proceso para reclamar la limpieza de terrenos privados es algo más lento

viernes, 2 de agosto de 2013

My First Anal Fuck (VERSIÓN INGLES)

My First Anal Fuck
Part 2
(CLICK HERE FOR PART 1)
As I sat opposite to Amanda, still a bit stunned at the question she had asked me, Her smile had gotten naughtier and her cheeks had started to flush. Her mind must have been echoing constantly “omg I cant believed I just asked that"
I said:
"Your ass?…have you done it before?"
She was still a bit embarrassed having asked me to fuck her tight little ass in the heat of her post orgasmic moment.She eventually responded:
"No, But I saw…."
She was a bit hesitant to answer, but her hornyness was catching up to her again and she confided in me and said:
"You have to promise to speak a word about this to Natalie and Bridgette"
These were the girls she had gone to the Caribbean with. I said:
"Sure, you can trust me"
She smiled devilishly again, God! I miss that smile of hers. She said:
"Fuck…just thinking about it is turning me on again"
I was getting aroused and desperate as well and said:
"What?? what was it?"
She began to narrate:
"While we had docked in Jamaica, we were at this beach party. There were loads of local Rastafarian there. Huge guys, all ripped and shredded. Natalie couldn’t control herself and decided to take one them with her to our hotel room. I was a bit upset over my breakup with Christian and I had decided to take a long walk along the coastline. It was really dark and I was alone and didn’t feel safe, so I decided to head back thinking Natalie would have been done fucking her beach buddy. As I reached our beach cottage, the lights were still on and I could hear loud wild moans. They were still at it. I was really tempted to peep through the window. My conscious wasnt allowing me but…I had to see. I quietly got up the porch and snuck my way up to the window and.."
She stopped. Her heart was beating fast. I asked
"And?"
She resumed:
"I saw her on her knees bent over on the bed…ass up…taking a huge cock in her asshole. She was being pounded by that guy. It was unbelievable. Such a tight hole taking in something that big. And what amazed me was she wasn’t in pain. I mean she might have been but seemed to be enjoying it. I knew she liked anal play and sometimes told me she liked taking it up her ass….but his cock was humongous. She was so wet. She was shaing with pleasure and was cumming uncontrollably.
the thought of anal did cross my mind a couple of times but seeing her take it hard and rough, being dominated by a big guy, being handled like a filthy little slut…just turned me on so much. I stood out watching them as my pussy throbbed. I began to rub myself…I wanted to be in Natalie’s place…dominated…treated like a slut…submitted and ass fucked mercilessly.
A bunch of drunk tourists were not far away and they interrupted my playtime. But Natalie didn’t stop. She begged for more and I am sure she got it.
I had to elope but the next day we had to leave. She couldn’t walk straight. I felt bad for her and when I asked her what happened. She told me she had the best time of her life. She was glad she took this step and explored her sexuality. She had finally crossed all the limits and taken the largest cock he had ever taken in her ass. It was hurting and her body was soar but the guy knew what he was doing and she was now an anal addict.
We haven’t spoken about it since and I think she is going to be dumping Steve soon. She keeps telling me she wants to get fucked silly like in Jamaica and Steve is just oblivious to her needs and well…cant seem to “satisfy" her"
At that point like any normal guy I felt my dick shrink up as I was trying to imagine how big the guy must have been. But I shrugged the thought away and returned my attention towards Amanda.
Our food was cold. I was still wondering if her pussy was wet. She hadn’t taken out her hand. I had to act fast. I was precumming like crazy. I asked her:
"You still wet?"
She blushed a bit and said:
"After remembering what I had seen, yes…I can feel my thong absorb my juices."
She then rolled her eyes and gently moaned:
"fuck!"
I knew she wanted me to take her away and fuck her silly. I was a bit stunned, intensely turned on and too dumfounded to speak anything. She gently bit her lower lip and gazed at me again with those sexy hypnotic blue eyes.
I extended my hand over to hers on the table and held it firmly and said:
"Give me your body for one day, and I will show you what you are missing out not being with me."
She immediately asked:
"Just one day?"
and smiled. Then suddenly feeling completely empowered by lust she asked me something which I will never forget. She asked me:
"What would you do to me?"
In a heart beat I told her:
"I will make you addicted to my passion for your body, I will make you my whore and will make you beg me for more. I will deprive your body of every bit of energy and make you cum past your strength to produce anymore. I will leave you breathless, limp and mentally numbed….You will be my slut weather you wish it or not…this is my fantasy and I will show you more than you can imagine from what I have just said"
Her lips quivered and her eyes projected her state of her mind. She gently moaned in a muffled voice:
"Fuck…take me…right now…i cant take it"."
I got up, scooped the back of her head in my palm and pulled her closer to me and kissed her. I slipped my tongue in her mouth, closed my eyes as did she and locked my lips with her. The whole world stopped for us. This primal lust infused bond was inseparable and growing stronger my the minute. We didn’t give a fuck where we were. Feeling her soft tongue roll over mine, her hands roamed my arms and back. I forced her out of her chair which caused some disturbance. People must have noticed….but again…eyes shut, world shunned and senses engaged in full throttle…we carried on. I sucked her breath out of her lungs…We finally separated our lips. She said:
"My room…now!"
I threw the money on the table not caring for the change, gripped her hand and rushed out of the restaurant.
Her dorm was about 10 minutes away and those 10 minutes were the longest ones in my life. fingers locked in each others hands we hurried past the oblivious crowd. She kept giggling behind me as I smiled devilishly. My cock had thickened. It kept hitting my thigh as we brisk walked.
I turned back to look at her and said:
"Wish you had made it a dinner…I would have fucked you right here in the quad"
She giggled and said:
"Fucking my ass in public…now you’re gonna make me cum again"
This was the 3rd time she had mentioned it. She really wanted it in her ass.
As we entered her residence and walked through the lobby and into the elevator I looked at her once again…as did she to me…my heart was beating stronger than before. I really liked this girl…borderline loved her….my feelings for her were mixed up with sexually charged ones. I had never done anal before…..I wasn’t sure how it was going to turn out. I had said some pretty big words back there, I was nervous as fuck about if I could live up to her expectations or not. My head was being flooded by a tsunami or weird doubtful thoughts. I wanted to share more than just a sexual moment with her. Call me old fashioned….but I liked the girl and if you truly care about someone you do put them and your feelings for them before sex.
It was Just the two of us in the elevator. The bell was about to ring as the floors counted up to the right one and I was about to make the stupidest mistake of my life by asking us to wait and take it slow. I was going to ask her out and take the “honorable" route and date her so that we wouldn’t regret this decision. As I said those 10 minutes were the longest ones in my life…long enough to get me confused, mixed up and doubt my decision.
"Ding!"
the elevator bell rang. I was about to open my mouth and crush the moment,
"Amanda…."
She leaped across jumping on me…clutching her legs around my waist, locking her lips with mine and running her sexy slender fingers across my hair. The 1960’s something elevator shook from the impact of my back hitting the wooden walls. As we engaged in a fiery passionate kissing session, nearly stealing each others breaths, I wrapped my arms around her and carried her towards her room. I think some girls passed by snickering and whispering. I could only hear them. I didn’t care. We didn’t care. It was just her and I. That’s all that mattered.
Somehow we managed to push past the heavy dorm room door. Still busy kissing each other, I felt as if the earth beneath me was sinking. I detached my lips from hers as I kicked the door shut. The Lilac Scented room and the light blue and violet color scheme of her room did instill a sense of familiarity but not strong enough to convince me of this reality.
I looked right at her as her sapphire like eyes were locked on to me…and said:
"Slap me"
She was surprised:
"what?"
I remained firm and said:
"Slap me"
She effortlessly tapped my cheek
"Harder!"
I said
She grinned evilly and slapped me harder. It stung.
"Now bite my lips"
She didn’t hesitate and sunk her teeth in my lower lip nearly breaking into the flesh. It hurt enough to make my skin rise. Her eyes were lit up. She hadn’t anticipated such a behavior.
"I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t dreaming"
I carried her to her bed and thew her on it. She playfully yelped and giggled. I got on top of her as we exchanged lustful stares and said:
"You will remember this day for the est of your life"
in my head i went "…I hope"
I bent over her kissing her again. I slipped my fingers under her shirt and slowly removed it revealing her lacy pink bra and a tight and toned stomach. Fuck…this girl had a body on her.
After removing her bra and tossing it away…for the first time saw her luscious breasts. Nice and round, handful with cute pink nipples. I pinned her down as our tongues engaged in a fierce battle. I moved down on her kissing her chin, her neck, moving down lower. Grabbing her soft breasts, staring in her eyes, I flicked her nipples with my tongue, slowly sucking on them, nibbling them…making them harder.


She moaned gently. I was dying to hear that from her….it was still unbelievable.
I licked my way across her body, from her nipples to her tight stomach to her belly button leaving a warm wet trail.


She anxiously looked at me. I took out my tongue and began to gently tongue fuck her belly button as my one hand slipped under her skirt and into her wet thong.
My fingers could feel her sweet smooth plush…she must have shaven recently. Her pussy was as smooth as silk.


I said:
"Looks like someone was anticipating this moment"
I winked and grinned naughtily.
As I resumed probing her naval, she replied:
"I could say the same"
I pushed my fingers in deeper.


God I can still clearly remember…her pussy was so fucking war,. I would feel the heat up to my wrist. So smooth, slippery and wet. She rolled her eyes back and dipped her head backwards letting out a sigh of passion. Her fingers were tugging and squeezing her nipples. I said:
"Amanda…"
I moved my fingers inside her…trying to spread them…she was tight as fuck….I slowly began to remove my fingers as she tried to focus on me.
"I have spent days and nights….thinking about you…thinking about how I would please you….now that this moment has come…now that you are witnessing my fantasy for real…"
I pulled out my soaked fingers showing them to her…bringing it closer to my nose…
"you will see how much i have wanted this…this nectar of yours"
I sensually and seductively began to run my tongue around my fingers savoring her taste…her wet juices lit up my senses. I sucked on my fingers thoroughly…not able to get enough of her nectar. She moaned very softly as she gazed at me in astonishment.
"I never imagined you like this"
She said excited as she saw me fulfilling my desires.
"This is just the beginning"
I slowly tore apart her skirt and bent down near her groin. I gripped her thong’s lace with my teeth, lifting her legs up i slowly peeled it off from her body.

 Smelling her wetness on the thong just drove me nuts. I threw the moist underwear away and right after I grabbed her legs and violently pulled her towards me. As her body dragged across the bed she pulled the sheets with her. Her smooth toned sexy legs were under my possession. I growled lowly gritting my teeth saying:
"Give me your pussy"
and i just dove straight between her legs which were resting on my shoulders. Her body was a bit lifted above the bed and her weight rested on her upper back as she saw me furiously and sincerely consumer her pussy with my mouth.

I slipped in my tongue in her cunt. moving it round and about, lapping up her juices, rubbing my teeth against her clit, breathing heavily, frantically munching my way deeper and deeper in her hot throbbing orifice. I was absolutely determined to shake up her body, rock her world and make her mine.
It is kind of hard to describe the drive that pushes a man to the limits of insanity when he gets what he has desired for so long, especially if she is his dream girl. She was mine now, my little blonde beauty, my would be anal whore.
She moaned and groaned loudly as she submitted herself to me and my strength, wriggling around on the sheets, biting her lips, breathing hard Playing with her nipples.

She tried reaching for her pussy, but i gave her the ‘leave your pussy alone stare’. She continued admiring her hungry muncher, seeing years and months of suppressed feelings being released on her cunt.

She moaned loudly “Fuck…god….eat that fucking pussy…oh fuck!"
I continued my tongues assault on her cunt. Her pussy was overflowing with wetness. I kept sucking in and swallowng her juices…I couldnt get enough. I wanted my blonde princess to cum…i wanted her to remember this forever…I then gently slapped her clit…Her entire body shook violently as she cried with pleasure:
"Fuck!!!"
I grinned while eating her and did it again….
"Oh fuck…fuck me!"
She yelled again. I began to rub her pussy furiously. Harder and faster. I was fully focused on her. Between my munching and breathing I managed to command her:
"Cum for me…mmm…cum hard my little slut….I need your cum…."
I pulled her closer to me sinking my tongue in deeper. I began to hum in her.
"Oh god!"
She exclaimed as she rolled back her eyes and and as her body went in an orgasmic seizure. Her entire skin rose up.
"I’m…cumming….god!"
She announced the secretion of her cum….my reward…But I wasn’t done yet. Her skin had begun to perspire. Her braided blonde hair were carelessly spread across the bed…If you were only there to see what i had seen.
"Fuck…..fuck!!! that was fucking amazing…"
I parted my lips with hers and said:
"Ha! you think I’m done with you?"
I pulled her up all the way getting up and making her sit on my shoulders. All those months of working out at the gym were paying off. I wanted to show her that my muscles knew no boundary when it came to pleasuring her. As she sat on my shoulder she giggled loudly unable to believe the position she was being eaten out in. I carried her to the wall and thrust her back against it which made her say:
"Fuck…god!"
As she was pinned against the wall…sitting on my shoulders…I gripped her clit with my lips and began to suck on it. Her body was shivering. She had her fingers running through my hair. She gripped it tightly and began to pull on it, riding my lips and mouth as she felt shocks after hocks hitting her. I inserted my fingers in her wet cum filled pussy and began to finger it…making her moan louder and deeper. I looked up at her…my blonde succubus, my angelic slut…letting her demon control her form and senses.
I had made her listen to this one song…the shortest distance between two points…by The Glitch Mob. That was her favorite song and I considered it to be unofficially our song. I sucked on her clit harder and while maintaining eye contact wit her I began to hum the song. She opened her eyes and looked down at me…easing her grip on my hair. Her eyes had begun to water a bit. She had gotten too emotional…and he gently held my face between her soft pink hands and kept staring at me. I can confidently say that was the first time is saw…"love" in her eyes for me. I kept humming the song for her and soon her breaths got heavy again…she was about to cum and i pulled out my fingers and slowly pushed one in her tight ass…..
"Fuck!!!!"
She screamed as she her cunt exploded in my mouth with a gush of juices and cum.

I had managed to make her lungs run dry…she was breathing frantically…her mind had been fucked…I wanted to eat her more…i was still craving her cum and juices…as i looked up at my sexy tired sleepy blonde…sucking out her cum dry…she looked back at me and said…
"Fuck me….please….now I need you in my ass"
I carried her with me and gently laid her glistening body on the bed. I began to take off my pants and got undressed. My cock…now rock hard flung out with full force. I was glad she had seen my cock before during that unfortunate event so there wasn’t any pressure….her eyes greedily gaze at my cock’s shimmering precum covered fat pink head.
I asked her:
"Where is the lube?"
She got on her fours, spread her pussy and said…
"There is plenty of it in here baby"
I climbed the bed on my knees and gripped my hard throbbing cock and began to tease her pink plush by swiping all the juices off her lips.

she moaned sensually:
"mmmm"
I pushed in my cock and for the first time I felt alive. Her tight cunt instantly sucked in my cock..I felt her wetness coat and cover my shaft and head. She turned back and said:
"I hope that’s all the lube you need"
and grinned naughtily. I wanted to fuck her pussy so badly. I asked her:
"Fuck I didn’t bring a condom"
She backed her warm pussy more into me said:
"All the more reason for you to fuck my ass"
I pulled out my cock..spanked her round tight firm ass. She moaned:
"fuck! harder!"
I spanked her ass again. She bent down and spread her cheeks for me. I lined my cock with her tight hole. I was really nervous…more than her…I didn’t want to hurt her…yet.
She turned back again and said:
"Take me…make me your anal slut…take my ass and make this the most memorable moment of our lives"
I took in a deep breath and pushed my pussy juice covered cock through her incredibly tight ass.
To be continued…
As I sat opposite to Amanda, still a bit stunned at the question she had asked me, Her smile had gotten naughtier and her cheeks had started to flush. Her mind must have been echoing constantly “omg I cant believed I just asked that"
I said:
"Your ass?…have you done it before?"
She was still a bit embarrassed having asked me to fuck her tight little ass in the heat of her post orgasmic moment.She eventually responded:
"No, But I saw…."
She was a bit hesitant to answer, but her hornyness was catching up to her again and she confided in me and said:
"You have to promise to speak a word about this to Natalie and Bridgette"
These were the girls she had gone to the Caribbean with. I said:
"Sure, you can trust me"
She smiled devilishly again, God! I miss that smile of hers. She said:
"Fuck…just thinking about it is turning me on again"
I was getting aroused and desperate as well and said:
"What?? what was it?"
She began to narrate:
"While we had docked in Jamaica, we were at this beach party. There were loads of local Rastafarian there. Huge guys, all ripped and shredded. Natalie couldn’t control herself and decided to take one them with her to our hotel room. I was a bit upset over my breakup with Christian and I had decided to take a long walk along the coastline. It was really dark and I was alone and didn’t feel safe, so I decided to head back thinking Natalie would have been done fucking her beach buddy. As I reached our beach cottage, the lights were still on and I could hear loud wild moans. They were still at it. I was really tempted to peep through the window. My conscious wasnt allowing me but…I had to see.
I quietly got up the porch and snuck my way up to the window and.."
She stopped. Her heart was beating fast. I asked
"And?"
She resumed:
"I saw her on her knees bent over on the bed…ass up…taking a huge cock in her asshole. She was being pounded by that guy. It was unbelievable. Such a tight hole taking in something that big. And what amazed me was she wasn’t in pain. I mean she might have been but seemed to be enjoying it. I knew she liked anal play and sometimes told me she liked taking it up her ass….but his cock was humongous. She was so wet. She was shaing with pleasure and was cumming uncontrollably.
the thought of anal did cross my mind a couple of times but seeing her take it hard and rough, being dominated by a big guy, being handled like a filthy little slut…just turned me on so much. I stood out watching them as my pussy throbbed. I began to rub myself…I wanted to be in Natalie’s place…dominated…treated like a slut…submitted and ass fucked mercilessly.
A bunch of drunk tourists were not far away and they interrupted my playtime. But Natalie didn’t stop. She begged for more and I am sure she got it.
I had to elope but the next day we had to leave. She couldn’t walk straight. I felt bad for her and when I asked her what happened. She told me she had the best time of her life. She was glad she took this step and explored her sexuality. She had finally crossed all the limits and taken the largest cock he had ever taken in her ass. It was hurting and her body was soar but the guy knew what he was doing and she was now an anal addict.
We haven’t spoken about it since and I think she is going to be dumping Steve soon. She keeps telling me she wants to get fucked silly like in Jamaica and Steve is just oblivious to her needs and well…cant seem to “satisfy" her"
At that point like any normal guy I felt my dick shrink up as I was trying to imagine how big the guy must have been. But I shrugged the thought away and returned my attention towards Amanda.
Our food was cold. I was still wondering if her pussy was wet. She hadn’t taken out her hand. I had to act fast. I was precumming like crazy. I asked her:
"You still wet?"
She blushed a bit and said:
"After remembering what I had seen, yes…I can feel my thong absorb my juices."
She then rolled her eyes and gently moaned:
"fuck!"
I knew she wanted me to take her away and fuck her silly. I was a bit stunned, intensely turned on and too dumfounded to speak anything. She gently bit her lower lip and gazed at me again with those sexy hypnotic blue eyes.
I extended my hand over to hers on the table and held it firmly and said:
"Give me your body for one day, and I will show you what you are missing out not being with me."
She immediately asked:
"Just one day?"
and smiled. Then suddenly feeling completely empowered by lust she asked me something which I will never forget. She asked me:
"What would you do to me?"
In a heart beat I told her:
"I will make you addicted to my passion for your body, I will make you my whore and will make you beg me for more. I will deprive your body of every bit of energy and make you cum past your strength to produce anymore. I will leave you breathless, limp and mentally numbed….You will be my slut weather you wish it or not…this is my fantasy and I will show you more than you can imagine from what I have just said"
Her lips quivered and her eyes projected her state of her mind. She gently moaned in a muffled voice:
"Fuck…take me…right now…i cant take it"."
I got up, scooped the back of her head in my palm and pulled her closer to me and kissed her. I slipped my tongue in her mouth, closed my eyes as did she and locked my lips with her. The whole world stopped for us. This primal lust infused bond was inseparable and growing stronger my the minute. We didn’t give a fuck where we were. Feeling her soft tongue roll over mine, her hands roamed my arms and back. I forced her out of her chair which caused some disturbance. People must have noticed….but again…eyes shut, world shunned and senses engaged in full throttle…we carried on. I sucked her breath out of her lungs…We finally separated our lips. She said:
"My room…now!"
I threw the money on the table not caring for the change, gripped her hand and rushed out of the restaurant.
Her dorm was about 10 minutes away and those 10 minutes were the longest ones in my life. fingers locked in each others hands we hurried past the oblivious crowd. She kept giggling behind me as I smiled devilishly. My cock had thickened. It kept hitting my thigh as we brisk walked.
I turned back to look at her and said:
"Wish you had made it a dinner…I would have fucked you right here in the quad"
She giggled and said:
"Fucking my ass in public…now you’re gonna make me cum again"
This was the 3rd time she had mentioned it. She really wanted it in her ass.
As we entered her residence and walked through the lobby and into the elevator I looked at her once again…as did she to me…my heart was beating stronger than before. I really liked this girl…borderline loved her….my feelings for her were mixed up with sexually charged ones. I had never done anal before…..I wasn’t sure how it was going to turn out. I had said some pretty big words back there, I was nervous as fuck about if I could live up to her expectations or not. My head was being flooded by a tsunami or weird doubtful thoughts. I wanted to share more than just a sexual moment with her. Call me old fashioned….but I liked the girl and if you truly care about someone you do put them and your feelings for them before sex.
It was Just the two of us in the elevator. The bell was about to ring as the floors counted up to the right one and I was about to make the stupidest mistake of my life by asking us to wait and take it slow. I was going to ask her out and take the “honorable" route and date her so that we wouldn’t regret this decision. As I said those 10 minutes were the longest ones in my life…long enough to get me confused, mixed up and doubt my decision.
"Ding!"
the elevator bell rang. I was about to open my mouth and crush the moment,
"Amanda…."
She leaped across jumping on me…clutching her legs around my waist, locking her lips with mine and running her sexy slender fingers across my hair. The 1960’s something elevator shook from the impact of my back hitting the wooden walls. As we engaged in a fiery passionate kissing session, nearly stealing each others breaths, I wrapped my arms around her and carried her towards her room. I think some girls passed by snickering and whispering. I could only hear them. I didn’t care. We didn’t care. It was just her and I. That’s all that mattered.
Somehow we managed to push past the heavy dorm room door. Still busy kissing each other, I felt as if the earth beneath me was sinking. I detached my lips from hers as I kicked the door shut. The Lilac Scented room and the light blue and violet color scheme of her room did instill a sense of familiarity but not strong enough to convince me of this reality.
I looked right at her as her sapphire like eyes were locked on to me…and said:
"Slap me"
She was surprised:
"what?"
I remained firm and said:
"Slap me"
She effortlessly tapped my cheek
"Harder!"
I said
She grinned evilly and slapped me harder. It stung.
"Now bite my lips"
She didn’t hesitate and sunk her teeth in my lower lip nearly breaking into the flesh. It hurt enough to make my skin rise. Her eyes were lit up. She hadn’t anticipated such a behavior.
"I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t dreaming"
I carried her to her bed and thew her on it. She playfully yelped and giggled. I got on top of her as we exchanged lustful stares and said:
"You will remember this day for the est of your life"
in my head i went "…I hope"
I bent over her kissing her again. I slipped my fingers under her shirt and slowly removed it revealing her lacy pink bra and a tight and toned stomach. Fuck…this girl had a body on her.
After removing her bra and tossing it away…for the first time saw her luscious breasts. Nice and round, handful with cute pink nipples. I pinned her down as our tongues engaged in a fierce battle. I moved down on her kissing her chin, her neck, moving down lower. Grabbing her soft breasts, staring in her eyes, I flicked her nipples with my tongue, slowly sucking on them, nibbling them…making them harder.
She moaned gently. I was dying to hear that from her….it was still unbelievable.
I licked my way across her body, from her nipples to her tight stomach to her belly button leaving a warm wet trail.
She anxiously looked at me. I took out my tongue and began to gently tongue fuck her belly button as my one hand slipped under her skirt and into her wet thong.
My fingers could feel her sweet smooth plush…she must have shaven recently. Her pussy was as smooth as silk.
I said:
"Looks like someone was anticipating this moment"
I winked and grinned naughtily.
As I resumed probing her naval, she replied:
"I could say the same"
I pushed my fingers in deeper.
God I can still clearly remember…her pussy was so fucking war,. I would feel the heat up to my wrist. So smooth, slippery and wet. She rolled her eyes back and dipped her head backwards letting out a sigh of passion. Her fingers were tugging and squeezing her nipples. I said:
"Amanda…"
I moved my fingers inside her…trying to spread them…she was tight as fuck….I slowly began to remove my fingers as she tried to focus on me.
"I have spent days and nights….thinking about you…thinking about how I would please you….now that this moment has come…now that you are witnessing my fantasy for real…"
I pulled out my soaked fingers showing them to her…bringing it closer to my nose…
"you will see how much i have wanted this…this nectar of yours"
I sensually and seductively began to run my tongue around my fingers savoring her taste…her wet juices lit up my senses. I sucked on my fingers thoroughly…not able to get enough of her nectar. She moaned very softly as she gazed at me in astonishment.
"I never imagined you like this"
She said excited as she saw me fulfilling my desires.
"This is just the beginning"
I slowly tore apart her skirt and bent down near her groin. I gripped her thong’s lace with my teeth, lifting her legs up i slowly peeled it off from her body.
 Smelling her wetness on the thong just drove me nuts. I threw the moist underwear away and right after I grabbed her legs and violently pulled her towards me. As her body dragged across the bed she pulled the sheets with her. Her smooth toned sexy legs were under my possession. I growled lowly gritting my teeth saying:
"Give me your pussy"
and i just dove straight between her legs which were resting on my shoulders. Her body was a bit lifted above the bed and her weight rested on her upper back as she saw me furiously and sincerely consumer her pussy with my mouth.
I slipped in my tongue in her cunt. moving it round and about, lapping up her juices, rubbing my teeth against her clit, breathing heavily, frantically munching my way deeper and deeper in her hot throbbing orifice. I was absolutely determined to shake up her body, rock her world and make her mine.
It is kind of hard to describe the drive that pushes a man to the limits of insanity when he gets what he has desired for so long, especially if she is his dream girl. She was mine now, my little blonde beauty, my would be anal whore.
She moaned and groaned loudly as she submitted herself to me and my strength, wriggling around on the sheets, biting her lips, breathing hard Playing with her nipples.
She tried reaching for her pussy, but i gave her the ‘leave your pussy alone stare’. She continued admiring her hungry muncher, seeing years and months of suppressed feelings being released on her cunt.
She moaned loudly “Fuck…god….eat that fucking pussy…oh fuck!"
I continued my tongues assault on her cunt. Her pussy was overflowing with wetness. I kept sucking in and swallowng her juices…I couldnt get enough. I wanted my blonde princess to cum…i wanted her to remember this forever…I then gently slapped her clit…Her entire body shook violently as she cried with pleasure:
"Fuck!!!"
I grinned while eating her and did it again….
"Oh fuck…fuck me!"
She yelled again. I began to rub her pussy furiously. Harder and faster. I was fully focused on her. Between my munching and breathing I managed to command her:
"Cum for me…mmm…cum hard my little slut….I need your cum…."
I pulled her closer to me sinking my tongue in deeper. I began to hum in her.
"Oh god!"
She exclaimed as she rolled back her eyes and and as her body went in an orgasmic seizure. Her entire skin rose up.
"I’m…cumming….god!"
She announced the secretion of her cum….my reward…But I wasn’t done yet.
 Her skin had begun to perspire. Her braided blonde hair were carelessly spread across the bed…If you were only there to see what i had seen.
"Fuck…..fuck!!! that was fucking amazing…"
I parted my lips with hers and said:
"Ha! you think I’m done with you?"
I pulled her up all the way getting up and making her sit on my shoulders. All those months of working out at the gym were paying off. I wanted to show her that my muscles knew no boundary when it came to pleasuring her. As she sat on my shoulder she giggled loudly unable to believe the position she was being eaten out in. I carried her to the wall and thrust her back against it which made her say:
"Fuck…god!"
As she was pinned against the wall…sitting on my shoulders…I gripped her clit with my lips and began to suck on it. Her body was shivering. She had her fingers running through my hair. She gripped it tightly and began to pull on it, riding my lips and mouth as she felt shocks after hocks hitting her. I inserted my fingers in her wet cum filled pussy and began to finger it…making her moan louder and deeper. I looked up at her…my blonde succubus, my angelic slut…letting her demon control her form and senses.
I had made her listen to this one song…the shortest distance between two points…by The Glitch Mob. That was her favorite song and I considered it to be unofficially our song. I sucked on her clit harder and while maintaining eye contact wit her I began to hum the song. She opened her eyes and looked down at me…easing her grip on my hair. Her eyes had begun to water a bit. She had gotten too emotional…and he gently held my face between her soft pink hands and kept staring at me. I can confidently say that was the first time is saw…"love" in her eyes for me. I kept humming the song for her and soon her breaths got heavy again…she was about to cum and i pulled out my fingers and slowly pushed one in her tight ass…..
"Fuck!!!!"
She screamed as she her cunt exploded in my mouth with a gush of juices and cum.
I had managed to make her lungs run dry…she was breathing frantically…her mind had been fucked…I wanted to eat her more…i was still craving her cum and juices…as i looked up at my sexy tired sleepy blonde…sucking out her cum dry…she looked back at me and said…
"Fuck me….please….now I need you in my ass"
I carried her with me and gently laid her glistening body on the bed. I began to take off my pants and got undressed. My cock…now rock hard flung out with full force. I was glad she had seen my cock before during that unfortunate event so there wasn’t any pressure….her eyes greedily gaze at my cock’s shimmering precum covered fat pink head.
I asked her:
"Where is the lube?"
She got on her fours, spread her pussy and said…
"There is plenty of it in here baby"
I climbed the bed on my knees and gripped my hard throbbing cock and began to tease her pink plush by swiping all the juices off her lips.
she moaned sensually:
"mmmm"
I pushed in my cock and for the first time I felt alive. Her tight cunt instantly sucked in my cock..I felt her wetness coat and cover my shaft and head. She turned back and said:
"I hope that’s all the lube you need"
and grinned naughtily. I wanted to fuck her pussy so badly. I asked her:
"Fuck I didn’t bring a condom"
She backed her warm pussy more into me said:
"All the more reason for you to fuck my ass"
I pulled out my cock..spanked her round tight firm ass. She moaned:
"fuck! harder!"
I spanked her ass again. She bent down and spread her cheeks for me. I lined my cock with her tight hole. I was really nervous…more than her…I didn’t want to hurt her…yet.
She turned back again and said:
"Take me…make me your anal slut…take my ass and make this the most memorable moment of our lives"
I took in a deep breath and pushed my pussy juice covered cock through her incredibly tight ass.
To be continued…

sábado, 2 de marzo de 2013

UN DESCANSO EN LA OFICINA


Un break office 

Hay tiempos en que los cambios son favorables y este era uno de ellos para mí.

Estaba inmerso en una rutina que comenzaba a agobiarme y necesitaba nuevos aires.

Tengo una vida muy ordenada para el gusto de muchos... una hermosa esposa, hijos preciosos... una confortable casa... y una profesión en la que me ha ido muy bien y que me ha permitido no tener que preocuparme por lo económico.

Pero llegue a ese punto donde todo lo que tengo no me hace sentir feliz… había una sensación de vacío en mi vida y sabía que me faltaba tener nuevas emociones que me hicieran sentir que había mucho por disfrutar.

Fue cuando me informaron en la empresa donde trabajo que tendría que mudarme a las nuevas oficinas en la city porteña.

Me pareció una buena idea... vería a nueva gente... otro espacio... otro trayecto al trabajo. Me haría bien en este momento.

La primera semana fue adaptarse al modernísimo edificio y a las oficinas que nos asignaron. Cuando entre a mi despacho quede encantado con la fascinante vista de la ciudad y la del río de la Plata a mi espalda.

Si que era relajante, me gustaba, pero lo que termino por llamar mi atención fue encontrar que mi procesador contaba con algo especial.

Tenía un programa extra que permitía ver las imágenes que registraban las cámaras de seguridad de todo el piso desde la entrada de mi oficina hasta el ascensor.

Me pareció muy curioso, tenía acceso a espiar a los demás y hasta mí. Bueno dentro de mi oficina parecía no haber ninguna cámara. ¿Pero porque yo tendría ese privilegio?

Era muy raro, sería un error o ¿alguien más podría ver lo mismo que yo?

Tendría que averiguar mas sobre el tema, pero con discreción, la verdad es que me había gustado mucho la idea de tener ese poder de espiar a los demás, sin que ellos lo supieran, hasta a la secretaria que me asignaron.

Era joven, guapa y sexy. Una tentación, pensé desde el momento que la vi. Pero yo tengo mis reglas y este era un bocado del que no probaría. Pero podría verla sin que ella lo supiera.

Claro que yo no contaba con la presencia de la secretaria de la otra gerencia con el que ahora compartíamos el piso.

Así empezó mi historia con ella.

Por lo general soy de llegar muy temprano a la oficina y aquella mañana en el ascensor me encontré con esa atractiva mujer que me saludo amablemente, como si me conociera. Tendría mi edad, aunque lucia mucho más joven, ¡pedazo de mujer! pensé. Era como las chicas de Divito...

¿No saben quiénes son? ... Deberían saberlo! ...

Esta mina sí que era divina.

Estaba vestida con un look de ejecutiva…pero sumamente sexy, diría que su presencia era imponente y olía tan rico que me deje llevar por su aroma cautivante.

Ella me sonrío un par de veces mientras miraba esperando que la puerta del ascensor se abriera. Salió en el mismo piso delante de mí, mientras yo quede atrás de ella mirando el maravilloso cu...que tiene y ese corte de la falda ajustada que llevaba puesta y dejaba ver sus contorneados muslos hasta terminar dándole vuelo a mi imaginación de querer ver más...

! De qué color sería su braga!!!....! por Dios en que estaba pensando!

Entre en mi despacho y comencé a trabajar. Estuve toda la mañana atendiendo llamados y programando reuniones que me llevarían todo el día, pero más de una vez quedé pensando en ella...

¿Quien sería? … me conocía de otro lugar y yo no lo recordaba.

Sentí curiosidad de saber más.

Recordé que podía ver por las cámaras del piso. Empecé a mirar cada imagen hasta que la ubique.

Si que era bueno esto de espiar, podía verla muy bien desde aquí. Ella sentada en su escritorio trabajando... cruzaba las piernas cada vez que hablaba por teléfono y la falda ajustada se subía deslizándose sobre sus muslos dejando ver mas... tenía una muy buena toma, como si fuera un director de cine con la mejor imagen de su actriz.

Aunque me gustaba más la escena cuando ella abre las piernas nuevamente... dejando ver aquel pequeño triangulo oscuro en el fondo de sus muslos... hermosa imagen.

Y que decir cuando juntaba sus brazos por delante de su cuerpo como en un abrazo y sus senos se asomaban por encima del botón de la blusa de forma abundante... insinuantes... apetitosos...o cuando leía en el ordenador y jugaba con un mechón de su cabello de forma suave como si estuviera acariciándose.

Eran movimientos sensuales los suyos y como me estaba gustando esa mujer. Ya estaba hipnotizado con ella y excitadísimo!!!

Tuve que volver a mi trabajo nuevamente, pero tenía que buscar la manera de saber quién era ella.

Así estuve varios días, espiando lo que hacía siempre después del mediodía cuando todos comenzaban a salir almorzar y ella se quedaba un poco más.

Se quitaba los zapatos por debajo de la mesa y relajaba su cuello girándolo a cada lado mientras abría un poco su camisa y comenzaba a leer mientras jugaba enredando sus dedos en el cabello y con su otra mano acariciaba sus muslos discretamente. Parecía que nada interrumpía su entretenida lectura, luego abría su bolso y sacaba un neceser, se levantaba e iba hacia donde están los sanitarios. Pasado unos quince minutos volvía radiante, guardaba el estuche, tomaba el bolso y salía almorzar.

Cada día era la misma rutina a la misma hora.

La postura de relax, la lectura, el neceser, ir a los sanitarios, volver radiante y salir almorzar. Su comportamiento repetitivo había despertado mi curiosidad. La vi un par de veces charlando con mi secretaria así que le pregunte quien era.

- ¡Es Vera! - dijo - la asistente del gerente del área de legales, es viuda y con una historia muy triste - concluyo diciendo sin dar mas detalles y tampoco pregunte más, para no despertar sospechas de que me importaba.

Empecé a estar pendiente del horario en que llegaba para cruzarla aunque sea en el ascensor, o esperar por la tarde a la hora que se iba y coincidir con ella.

No teníamos temas laborales para hablar, pero algo se me iba a ocurrir para entablar una conversación.

Comencé a saludarla en donde la encontraba y ella contestaba con un: ¡hola! Siempre sonriendo. Creo que noto que yo era uno más actuando como un perro detrás de una hembra en celo y se veía en mi mirada algo más que una simple cortesía. ¿Tanto se me notaba?

No era el único tipo embobado porque ella acaparaba toda la atención de los hombres que la tenían cerca.

Pero no le molestaban las miradas, y creo que la mía no parecía disgustarle, al contrario me miraba fijo a los ojos como desafiando hasta ver a donde yo era capaz de llegar.

Un par de veces, cuando el ascensor comenzaba a llenarse de gente, termine poniéndome detrás de ella, tan...pero tan cerca, que pude sentirla respirar sobre mí y el calor de su cuerpo me envolvió con su perfume invadiendo mis sentidos.

No pude evitar ocultar mis deseos y aquella mañana fue tan evidente lo que ella me generaba que cada vez que el elevador se detenía mi miembro endurecido terminaba apoyado sobre sus nalgas. Me moría de ganas y ella se dio cuenta, su reacción fue mantener su cuerpo pegado a mí dándole permiso a esos roces entre nosotros. Se movía lentamente como si quisiera conocer el tamaño de mi paquete. Cerré mis ojos unos instantes imaginando como se sentiría todo dentro de ella, cuando percibí el roce de su mano en mi pantalón acariciándome el miembro. Esa fue la invitación para que yo con disimulo dejara escurrir mis dedos por debajo de su falda hasta llegar a su sexo. No sé si alguien se dio cuenta de lo pasaba pero deseaba que todos desaparecieran y solo fuéramos los dos. Era delicioso sentir la humedad de su deseo entre mis dedos mientras los frotaba, pero fueron tan fugaces esos instantes que terminaron abruptamente cuando el ascensor abrió y ella quito mi mano suavemente y salió delante de mí como si nada hubiese sucedido.

Que voy a decir del episodio…

Entre en mi oficina derecho al baño a descargar, estaba que estallaba. Esa mujer generaba en mí una especie de lujuria animal, imposible de controlarme. Pero ahora estaba seguro de que ella deseaba lo mismo que yo y estaba dispuesto a continuar buscándola hasta saciar esas ganas que me consumían de deseo.

Ese día espere al mediodía a la hora en que ella se dirigía sola a los sanitarios. Vi por los videos que ya no había nadie en el sector y la seguí. Al verme entrar en el baño de las damas ella no se sorprendió. Estaba de frente a los espejos del lavado peinando su cabello y se veía más hermosa… irresistible.

- Quiero hablar contigo Vera – dije.

Era mentira. Quería terminar lo que empezó en el ascensor.

- ¿Quieres terminar lo que empezaste en el elevador? – me dijo sonriendo. Estaba leyendo mis pensamientos – ¿No te parece que te estás arriesgando al entrar aquí? Podrías hablarme afuera, acercarte a mi mesa o llamarme por teléfono.

- No me importa ahora – dije - tienes razón pero necesitaba verte. No puedo olvidar lo que paso hoy y…si quiero continuar. Porque negar que me pasan cosas muy fuertes contigo y desde que te he visto la primera vez no hago otra cosa que estar pendiente de vos. Creo que sabes quién soy y seguro sabes más de mí de lo que pienso.

Estaba tan cerca de ella y deseaba tanto besarla. Mientras yo hablaba me miraba fijamente como si viera a través de mis ojos como se desnudaba mi alma.

- Si se quién eres- dijo - Pero yo tengo mis reglas y no me involucro con alguien del trabajo.

- Pero puede ser un secreto entre nosotros, nadie se tiene porque enterar.

Yo intentaba convencerla o no podría seguir viéndola. Me sonreía con dulzura y mis palabras parecían resultarle graciosas… no sé cuantas cosas más dije intentando que aceptara cuando sorpresivamente me beso. Así de simple termino con mi palabrerío. Cubrió mis labios con un exquisito beso francés que me dejo sin aliento. Su boca era tan sabrosa como la imaginé, solo atine a tomar de su cintura y acercarla a mi cuerpo para que sintiera como me había hecho poner. El calor de mi entrepierna se fundió entre su pubis y sentí como su pecho comenzó agitarse y la excitación se apoderaba de su cuerpo entre mis brazos. No deje pasar un segundo, quería verla gozar así que fui directo a tocar su sexo, esta vez mis dedos se deslizaron ansiosos por penetrarla y no hubo resistencia, ya estaba preparada y lubricada para recibirme. Comenzó a gemir entre los besos que nos dábamos. Ella volvió a tocarme esta vez con más intensidad buscaba liberar mi miembro de su encierro. Metió su pequeña mano y me acaricio suavemente. Luego se detuvo y dijo:

- ¡Estamos locos! me sorprendes. Quién diría tan serio el señor. Espera un momento.- dijo

Fue hasta la puerta, miro hacia afuera y la trabo. Luego se dirigió hacia mí decidida. Yo estaba dispuesto a todo.

- Esta es mi hora de break office y puedo hacer lo que yo quiera. Ahora ven… – dijo sentándose sobre el lavado y abriendo sus muslos en clara invitación a devorar su sexo. – Quiero ver como lo haces. Si me dejas satisfecha voy a darte todo que quieres. Ese es el trato.

No fue un sacrificio entrar a pescar en su mar de delicia mientras ella comenzó a rodear mi cuerpo con sus piernas aprisionando y atrayéndome para terminar de hundir mi cara en su coño palpitante. Se movía y gemía intensamente al compás del movimiento de mis labios, que decir me estaba enloqueciendo. Estaba por explotar de placer. Pensé que estallaría entre mis pantalones. Cuando tomo de su neceser un vibrador mediano y entre gemidos me lo dio.

- Úsalo. Quiero que me penetre con esto mientras me chupas. – me ordeno.

- Quiero penetrarte, me muero de ganas por sentirte, mira como estoy – dije. Mostrándole mí hinchado miembro.

- Ahora no. Quiero que me masturbes. Compláceme.

Nunca había tenido uno de esos aparatos en mis manos. Pensé que con mis dedos era suficiente. Pero ella venia preparada. Gire la perilla y comenzó a vibrar. Así de fácil. Comencé a frotarlo sobre el clítoris, mientas se iba humedeciendo, cuando me dijo.

- Hazlo ahora. Penétrame. Lo quiero adentro. Hazlo.

Obedecí y lo metí de un solo movimiento en el que ella lanzo un intenso gemido.

- Ahora muévete, muévete y bésame no dejes de hacerlo.

Con una mano comencé a embestirla con el vibrador mientras con la otra mano abrí su blusa para besar sus senos, a lo que ella me ayudo.

- Bésame... bésame así... y si muévete más que lo estás haciendo muy bien. – dijo – Así me gusta.

La estaba llevando al máximo, se notaba en sus gemidos y en su rostro que reflejaba como estaba gozando, note mi mano completamente mojada y los espasmos de su cuerpo comenzaron a sucederse, mientras apretaba mis brazos y me besaba para no gritar.

Que voy a decir yo me fui con ella. No pude contenerme más… sentí su energía correr por mi cuerpo antes de terminar por descargarme sin siquiera tocarme.

Me sentí avergonzado por un momento. Nunca me había pasado algo igual. Ella se repuso y me miro complacida. Bajo mi pantalón y comenzó lentamente a besar mi miembro mientras iba quitando los vestigios de mi excitación. No dejo nada fuera de su boca y volví a sentir como volvía a cobrar vida entre sus labios. Le encantaba lo que hacía…delicadamente… frotándolo sobre su cara. Luego tomo mi pañuelo, lo humedeció y termino de limpiarme.

- Es hora de irnos – dijo - Esto ha sido solo un aperitivo. Voy a pensar en vos en mi break office. Hoy te has ganado la cena. – mientras guardaba su vibrador y acomodaba su ropa.

Volvió a besarme intensamente antes de irse, me pidió que espere antes de salir, así nadie nos veía juntos. La verdad… Me quede pensando en la cena.

Si esto había sido solo un bocadito de ella… que más me esperaba…