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I am 27, in the sixth semester and had to move to another city because of an internship office. Since you are forever broke as a student, I rented a small break in the plate construction. Only asis as neighbors: drug addicts, drunkers, there and there a fellow sufferer who also lives from the Bafög and from the air.
Because you don’t have a friend, no friend in the big, foreign city, you are horny forever, and always ready to fuck everything that one pussy has.
The grooves are not enough to satisfy you permanently, and you cannot often use them because of the limited gem. I am constantly missing the closeness to a person. It has been clear for a long time that a woman has to come here.
I knew her from the face, but I didn’t really notice it because I was busy with the daily inadequacies in the first few weeks.
She is around forty and lives a floor below me. We once shared the elevator and I had the opportunity to take a closer look. She was pretty slim, had dark blonde colored hair that was shaped into a permanent wave and smelled of cigarettes and cheap perfume. Life has left some traces in her face, but it is nice to look at, and has a feminine charisma.
I held the door for her when she went out of the elevator.
She said “Thank you” and smiled something. I arrived at home with a bump in my pants. What could you do with her, I had a thousand perverse ideas.
I would get it so well in all three holes that she would have to take away the next day.
I like older women, in the forties, best because the relationships with them are not obliged- it’s all about sex. You don’t have to pretend, do it to dance and play a caring man to impress her. That’s why I chose older hookers on my rare sex evening attendants because the price -performance ratio is right for them.
When you are in bed with a woman who is fifteen years older than yourself, then you fill yourself like a school boy on a trip. At least it is so- she lays down, opens your legs straight away, without being afraid that you think she is smared;Don’t get red because you are yours tail viewed directly;Watch your actions carefully, as to determine whether you have done your homework well, and do not be ashamed that she does not become moist like an eighteen-year-old, but pushes you a can of lubricant cream too. And after you have come, she does not run straight into the bathroom, but stays on your back with legs bent so that you can watch your sperm flows back from the vagina. Well, the last argument is invented, but these are essentially the things I appreciate about such relationships.
Exactly, it was my first experience of such a kind. I have heard before that many students have such relationships and I also wished something uncomplicated to get through the hard, sexless course of study. Correct relationships come after studying, my motto was.
In the next few days I got myself through that Internet so horny that I stank;I was ready to go down to her to just ask her if she would like to fuck.
In the near future we have often met in the elevator, I have to have made a harmless impression on her, because the other day, when I go up, she asked me if I was a student. I said I would study message technology. In my mind I was already in her underpants with my hand and sucked on her right nipple. When she said that she had problems with her television, I knew something was going on with her.
I trained as a television technician before my studies. You really don’t learn for that School, but for life. Then I said that I would like to look at your television (in my mind: “Or at least your clit”)). She said that she would be happy if I stopped by what I replied that I would come to her in the near future (in thoughts “or come by”).
Next Saturday showered me thoroughly and sprayed me in with a desodorant. Then I thought about whether I should get you down before I go, but then let it be. Then I took the multimeter and the soldering iron with me, and I’m going. Although the soldering iron was superfluous, because my cock was so hot that I could have taken it to solder.
Around two in the afternoon I stood in front of her door (the time when most people think about what to do with the rest of the Saturday) and rang the bell. It was almost like a hooker to visit, with the difference that I was not sure this time, whether I would have sex right away. After the second ring, she opened. She probably didn’t expect anyone and had dark blue training trousers and a gray knitted sweater.
– Day. I just got some free time. If you want, I could measure your TV now – I said.
– Ah, that’s nice of you, come in, – she replied.
She had a two -room apartment. The television was in the living room.
– My name is Rebekka, she said.
– Michael, I answered, – and gave her hand.
She had a flaccid handshake, which I didn’t like. Hopefully their tits are different,
– I thought to myself.
– Well, I have the problem that the channels do not always switch through – she said.
– ok, I’ll try it, – I said.
– I’ll put on the coffee, – she said and disappeared into the kitchen.
I took the service and tried to turn on the television- no reaction. The battery cover decreased, and the cause was already
Found- the batteries have expired. I took them out, scratched contacts with a screwdriver and looked around for new ones when she came into the living room.
– Your batteries have expired, I said with proud grin.
– oh. It was that? I replaced her about a month ago.
– Well, that can happen, I said, – you have two new ones?
She got a four -pack out of a drawer.
After inserting, the television switched on immediately.
– that is great. A technician would have cost a wealth. Thank you.
– Well, why do you have neighbors, – I said.
– Stay something else? We drink a coffee, she asked, and showed up the couch.
– gladly, I said.
Then we drank the coffee for a while, looked at a stupid talk show, and talked.
It turned out that she had been divorced for five years, has no children and worked as a clerk at the AOK. It didn’t look like that we would still fuck today. I still told her that I New in the city am that I had to move because of the internship and that I don’t know any of the city. When the topics of conversation went slowly, I took the courage together and asked them if I could kiss them.
– What do you think of it when we conclude a contract? – she asked a counter question.
– A contract?
– Yes. I mean we are both lonely in this city. I need something humanity and closeness without having to enter into a relationship.
The contractual conditions would be so that you stop by three times a week, clean in the apartment, do the purchases and then you can spend the Saturdays with me, and we fuck as you want all day long. I swallow too. So everyone has something of it – what do you mean?
– that sounds sensible, – I replied how tremendous. Everything was as formal as if I were concluding a cell phone contract.
I had a totally red head and didn’t know what to do next. Finally I asked when I should come next week. She said that Monday, Wednesday and Friday would fit best. Then she said that since I repaired her television, we could do something today, but not vaginally because she has her days.
I then asked if I could kiss her. You said- yes, if you want.
I then asked her if she could lie on her back on the couch, and bend her legs into her knees and open the thighs, which she then did without words. Then put myself on my knees next to the couch and kissed her on my mouth.
After a 10 -second tongue kiss, she had to turn her head away to snap air. I advised her to breathe through my nose, as it can kiss as long as you can kiss as long as. Then we kissed for a few more minutes, making their cheeks very red. Then I massaged her stomach through the sweater with my right hand, and she put her hand under her head and watched me.
Finally she asked me when the last time I got one down. I meant about seven days ago.
– then your testicles have to be quite full. Take off your pants, I hadn’t had eggs in my hand for a while, she said.
Then I took off my pants and underpants, but kept my tshirt so that my tail was covered. I stood on my knees next to the couch and drove my right hand under her sweater and began to stroke her stomach. She stretched out her left hand, pulled my undershirt up and dropped it onto the tail that already stood all the time.
Then she took the testicles in her hand and started kneading her slowly.
Yes, they are pretty full, she said, and let go of her. Then she arrested the tail between her index finger and thumb and began to put it up like a tube. When she arrived at the glans, some clear liquid came out by pressing. The Adam drops,- she said.
Then I asked her if she could undress. She pulled out the sweater while lying down and lay down on her back. Her tits had one of these banana forms, in which the tits are not straight out but to the left and right. They weren’t particularly full, but they still looked sexy when they ripped on the two sides while lying on their backs.
I drove my right hand over my stomach, massaged a little over the vagina, afterwards where the uterus is located, and then slowly drove over the nipples with the outer surface of the hand. Then I asked her if she could take off her pants. She said that since she had her days, she had one
OB TAMPON in the vagina. I said that doesn’t matter to me.
Then she took off the training pants and then her underpants. Then lay down on the back and opened the thighs. Then I sat on the coutch so that she was lying to me with her feet. She shaved the genital area about three weeks ago, which could be seen in the approximately 5 millimeter long pubic hair.
Her labia were wonderfully full. Not like some, where you can only see the gap and the large labia are hidden inside. They literally rolled to the right and left.
This effect also increased the fact that there was a tampon in her vagina.
The white thread of the tampon hung out of the vagina. I leaned forward and kissed her on the right labia. You are nice, she said. Then I put my hands on her knees and drove down the thighs to the pool.
Then I turned to her with the body and stood on my knees in front of her, and asked her to turn around and bend over, which she did then do. Since a white thread hung out of her vagina, it looked as if something was slowly flowing out there.
– Do you want to fuck me in ass?, – asked Rebekka.
– If that works, – I murmured (I didn’t have it at all).
– Then please get the Vaseline from the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, because I have no lubricant in the apartment – she said.
When I came back with the Tube Vaseline and a crossbar, she was sitting on the couch. I sat down next to her and gave her the tube. She pressed out a little on her fingers and distributed it on the penis head.
Then she lay on the side on the couch and said that I should lie down behind her because she wanted to watch some TV. I nodded and lay down behind her. Then she switched on the television and put her knees on the chin so that it was now in the embryo position.
I have to say that I have never pushing a woman in the ass, so I didn’t know how long it would take until I can insert the penis into her.
So first took the petroleum jelly, put it out on its fingers, and told the Rebekka that I wanted to rub her rosette. She nodded, and pushed her buttocks with her left hand a little extraorders, in the right she had the remote control. It surprised me a little that she looked away, but her lack of participation made the whole thing somehow tingling. Finally I took my tail in my left hand, pulled it foreskin back and tried to track down your back entrance with the glans.
I thought that the glans would snap into it immediately if it came against the rosette, but could not feel anything.
Finally I told the Rebekka that I have never done anything like this and whether she can help me. She put the remote control out of her hand, clutched her knee with her right hand, stretched her left arm back, then took my cock in her hand and pressed it firmly against her rosette. – Take him now, – she said, and try to expand the entrance with circular movements until the penis head goes into it, but do not push it in with strength – and could please get a blanket out of the bedroom, I am cold, – askedshe.
After I got the blanket, I lay down on the couch again, behind it and covered us. She had now dressed the sweater again. But everything was free below as before. Then she took my cock again with her left hand and directed it against her rosette.
My eggs began to hurt from all the excitement, and the seeds were pretty swollen. She let go of my cock and I took it over. After giving me the penis, she opened her thighs and searched for the thread of the tampon after she found it, she clamped him between his thighs, probably not bothering me. In the meantime I started rubbing my glans around the rosette with the penis in my hand.
After a while, her entrance widened a little, so I couldn’t lose it anymore. Every time I drove with the glans along her poreates, the penis head raced safely in her rosette. After a while I slipped a little closer to her pelvis and led about half the glans into her. Then I steered the tail with my hand to all sides to expand it even more, she slipped against my stomach with the body and cuddled with me.
– You can insert it a little deeper, – she said, – but do not put it in with all the strength.
I then took away the hand of penis and put it on her pelvis and slowly started to penetrate her deeper. After I had half the cock in her, it was suddenly easier and my cock was literally sucked in. After all, it was no longer in and I noticed that it was in her until the stop.
It was very warm and I felt like someone clutched my cock firmly with his fist. I knew that if I started to push now, I would come in three or four bumps. She probably noticed it and said that I should stay in there for it, because she likes it when she is filled out. After a while my erection began to let up, which Rebekka also noticed.
Then she started to tense her sphincter periodically, causing blood to get back into my penis.
At the same time, she stuck her left arm between her thighs backwards and snatched something on my eggs.
– could you please tense the tail as if you were cumshot,
– asked them – I find it very pleasant when it pulsates in me.
I tightened my cock at the same time, lasted as long as I could and then let go.
After I let go, she pulled her rosette together so that the blood could not escape out of the tail. If she could no longer hold, I tasted myself. Due to this sequence, my cock was slowly increasing. Our breath also became deeper and high frequency.
And the pain in my eggs was already good and evil beyond. I only tried to cum through the tension, but I couldn’t. All the time I pulled her to me on her pelvis so that there wasn’t even a micrometer between us. I stuck my hand between her thighs and wanted to pull it even closer to me, then accidentally came against the vagina with my fingertips, and found that it expired despite the introduced tampon.
The whole area around her vagina was covered with mucus. But it was not a blood, but her vaginal secretion, which was too viscous to be absorbed by the tampon. I think now I had a stand for about ninety minutes. That was clearly too long.
– could I cum now, otherwise my eggs burst, – I asked.
– Yes, then do it, but do not get too firm, and please try to inject your seed as deep as possible, otherwise everything will run out again – she replied.
She then changed her embryo position by releasing her knees, leaving her legs, putting her legs on the side of the couch on the couch on the couch adjacent, stretching her chest forward, and stretched her bottom in my direction. Since I lay behind her on my right side, I put my left hand on her pelvis and slowly started to push into her.
I did that by entering her until I had penetrated it, literally stuck to her ass with my pelvis, and made short, slow bumps so that I did not unnecessarily overloaded your anus with my penis root.
Rebekka has not looked at the television for a long time, but looked at her gaze in the emptiness, breathed very heavily, and rubbed her feet together on the cocht table.
– let me know just before you come – she asked me.
I was almost so far, – now, – I called to her.
At that moment she tasted her rosette so tightly around my penis root that despite the orgasm. My cock insisted like crazy, I pushed into her until it was stopped, but there was no drop of sperm out. After a few seconds she relaxed the rosette and it literally shot out of me. I pressed my penis up to it no longer goes into it- the seeds flowed with constant pressure, simply out of me without muscle contractions.
My eggs hurt as if someone had kicked. When my sperm had leaked until the last drop, I let go of her pelvis and started pulling out my cock.
– Wait briefly, – said Rebekka, – and pinched her rosette again – now pull it out, – so that the rest of the sperm comes out of your semen canal.
– Huuuh, – she sighed when I finally pulled him out.
My cock was swollen and bright red.
Then she turned on her back and breathed a deep breath. The blanket that I brought out of the bedroom slide down to the floor. She couldn’t stretch out her legs because I was sitting next to her, so she had to pull it angled.(www.Pezax.com) I put my right hand between her thighs and stroked her inside.
The white thread of the tampon stuck on the stomach. The vagina was full of the cloudy vaginal secretion. I pressed the labia together with the ladies and index finger, causing the cloudy liquid out of the vagina, and slowly running down between the labia, ran into her stretched rosette.
She looked so horny that I was ready to climb her to fuck her again.
But my forces were pretty at the end that I let myself fall on the back of the couch.
– Satisfied? – she asked.
I nodded.
– that was just a foretaste.
Then you come to clean three times a week and see you to fuck next Saturday – she said, – I have to wash myself now.
– Well, then until Monday, – I reluctantly said, got dressed, and went up to me.
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