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Such a bitch … My neighboringness has been a little more than two months ago that you have moved in next to me with your boyfriend in the attic apartment next to me. Your name is Alexandra, but you are simply called Alex! Fresh boy 25 years is your age and you look like a dream that has become meat. 1.67cm tall, brown eyes, blonde a little more than shoulder -long curly hair and a figure for biting. Your friend is called Thorsten.
Is as old as you and does not seem to fit you at all. 1.92cm tall. As far as I know blue eyes and he has an average physique. How often you have sneaked into my, partly, partly, damp dreams in these 2 months. It was that often! In the first month you were always in a good mood when we met in the stairwell. You too found me nice from the first day and so we chatted a little each time every time.
Laughed a lot. You have such a wonderful laughter. Heartful and refreshing at the same time. When you live next to me for a month you changed to my dismay. Your happiness gave way and more and more I saw you with a serious face and not at all in a good mood. What was the reason for this, but I should only find out 2 weeks later when Thorsten moved out again! So that was the reason for your behavior, you both had separated from each other.
Notes that it is something else to be just together or to live and live together! I was so sorry that I often came over to you in the evening so that you didn’t sit all alone in the apartment and were pondering. Again and again I tried to come up with something to bring you to other thoughts. For which you were very grateful for. Didn’t you know the feeling of living alone at all.
Until your apprenticeship as a customs officer, you lived at home and during your apprenticeship in a dormitory near the training center. There you also met Thorsten and fell in love with him. Thorsten lived near the training center and also trained as a customs officer. It just seemed to vote for you or. fit. But it should be different! After successfully completing the training you were then moved here and moved in next to me.
But now everything was different in your life. Your Family Lives a few hundred kilometers away and in the short time you couldn’t really build a circle of friends in the new environment yet. So that you were grateful when I came across to you. What I just enjoyed doing. Not because I wanted to get you to bed. What I wanted was your Platonic friendship, which would continue to happen, I saw as a candy of our friendship.
In order to distract you from your thoughts, it also happened that I just rang with you and after you opened me, said: “Don’t ask any questions. Just put on to you, by that I meant shoes and jacket, we are doing something now “! In the meantime you knew me something better and knew that I always came up with something special or. that you could trust me. So I led you to the cinema, the film trials we then went on site or nicely to eat.
Most of the time I just came to you with a good bottle of wine. Which we then drank comfortably in front of the television. We were interested in what was not really going in the telly. Our conversations were far too intense. In which you. B. tells the Thorsten would not have been the first with you. However, he was the first who really satisfied you and actually initiated you into love.
At the first of the twice I had carried out you to eat, you ravaged with me in front of the restaurant and meant that I should have told you that I wanted to eat with you! If I think back about it, I have to smile about it, but at that moment I was slightly afraid that you would just turn around and go. You continued that you would have dressed a little more appealing and that you would be in no term, which of course did not quite correspond to the truth, and couldn’t actually go to a restaurant.
Typical woman stop. Since then you have always changed when I said that we would do something. I tried to give you the feeling that at least at the moment your rock is in the surf. The shoulder where you could lean on when you were afterwards or what happened a few times that you could down. Which was always very embarrassing afterwards. Which is why you always apologized for that you would have soaked my sweater with your tears.
But I always didn’t care. When I for a girlfriend or. I could be there and then a somewhat wet shoulder was the smallest problem for me. Most of the time, however, I managed to drift into the depths of your pain. Then I quickly took the remote control. Switched off the telly and your stereo system. Put on a CD on which the songs were on which you could dance and asked you to dance.
However, I carefully made sure that there were no cuddly pieces on the CD. The danger was much too great, the title came on which too fresh and painful feelings hung. Due to work, I had no time for you all over the last week. Which made me very sad, but unfortunately it was not to be changed because I had to exceptionally for assembly. Only late in the evening I came back tired on Friday. I wondered how you spent the week.
Did you entrench yourself in your apartment? Or were you going out? But I was too shot, and it was almost 2 a.m. For this reason, I no longer decided to ring with you. Even if we usually sat together until late at night at night! So I entered my apartment, just put the bag with my things somewhere and went to bed. The next morning you ring the doorbell around nine o’clock.
Since I am a slanter I was grumpy and you hear my swears through the closed door of my apartment. When I opened them and only in boxer shorts in front of you, you said: “Oh I woke you up, please excuse”! Your sight alone is actually an excuse. You had your beige dressing gown. Which was a little claped at the bottom and thereby gave your left naked leg a little free. “Tomorrow Alex, it’s good time to get up anyway.
Otherwise I can’t get to sleep this night “! Well, it was a hypocritical excuse, but as a sleepy as I was just not a better thing to me. You smiled at me smug at me. “That is exactly why I’m here. Please don’t do anything for tonight “! I couldn’t be so drunk that your sentence didn’t arouse my curiosity. “Do you have something before or do you want to go out with me”? “No but I thought we could make a nice evening and talk”! So almost as always, well not bad.
“Ok I’m looking forward to it and then come over to you shortly after eight”! “Do you think you can do it around half past eight”? “Why shouldn’t I do that. Well then until half past eight or in between in the hallway, ”I laughed. Satisfied you smiled at me again, have said goodbye and went into your apartment. Somehow I had a strange feeling in the stomach area. Something happened that you need more time to talk or something? I think if I had seen myself in the mirror at that moment, I would have seen a big question mark instead of my head! I closed the door and considered what to do now.
Back back in the still warm bed or stay up, the washing machine chipped off and what else was to do? I confess I chose the former and lay down again. I only woke up again around half past two. The week seemed to have broke me more than I actually thought. The day then quickly passed through washing, shopping quickly and a little more in Internet surfing. After all, I have my own group that I have to look after and which I couldn’t take care of all week.
I looked at the clock. “Already half past 7, but now it is time”! I immediately disappeared into the bathroom. Shaved me, jumped in the shower and then put on me. Everything in all I managed to be finished 20 after 7. Should I already go over or wait? I decided that I was waiting. These 10 minutes were endlessly long. Why don’t I know myself, should it be an evening as we have spent it so often in the past few weeks.
From both sides without any ulterior motives. Just sit together, talk and have fun together!So I rang with you on time at half past eight. You opened the door and I didn’t trust my eyes. You stood in front of me in a dream of evening dress and me in jeans and t-shirt. Your dress was blood red and was held by spaghetti supporters. It was like a 2. Skin on your body and emphasized every round of you. The skirt ended just above your ankles and the neckline left a lot of space to dream.
In short, you sat out for biting. “Nice that you came, come in,” you greeted me. But I would like to be the other way around again to change me. “Didn’t you say that we just wanted to make a cozy television evening?“I then entered slightly confused and hesitant and followed you into the living room. Since the living room, the dining room and the kitchenette are accommodated in a room just like me, I was immediately in front of the festively decorated table that you prepared.
The scent of the food got into my nose and smelled very tempting. There were already 2 wine glasses on the table and your entire living room was wrapped in light candlelight. You had set up candles everywhere and set fire. Only over the kitchenette burned light. “Please sit down. The food is ready “! I sat down without asking and watched the last preparations. “Do you give us in”? Slowly I took the bottle, but didn’t take your eyes out of your eyes.
Your sight was far too stimulating. I only turned my gaze from you to pour. Then you came with the food. You had venison in red wine sauce, prepared with dumplings and a light salad. After you put everything on the table, you quickly deleted the light of the niche and also sat down. We gently encountered each other and toasted ourselves. The food was really a poem. You have often said that you can cook quite well and invite me indirectly to eat, but somehow it had never worked.
A very big mistake and loss as I found. We talked about the past week. Better said about the days when I was on assembly. You said that you mostly looked away in the evening and noticed how much you were missing my closeness. How well you did not have to be alone. I reported how long and what I had done and how the evenings were. Since I was not alone in assembly, luckily I had at least a few people I knew and with whom I could do something.
That we had always fed the finest in the evening and that we were opposite in one evening in the cocktail bar. This belonged to the owner of the 4 star hotel in which we were quartered. Since our company was very well known in the hotel, since at trade fairs our boss with company guests or. Customers there always stayed there, we were told on the first evening that if we went over, we only need to say in the bar and then the drinks would be put on the hotel bill.
Practical, very practical. However, we decided to pay for it ourselves. The boss does not have to know what and how much we did in the evening. It was even affordable by all you shared. We had eaten but stayed at the table and just kept talking for a while. Your system quietly played a cuddly CD in the background. I guess it must have been around 10 when you got up and briefly went through the connecting door into the small hallway of your apartment.
When you came back in you asked me if I would trust you. What a stupid question. On the one hand, I had now got to know you better and on the other. At least not me, which is why I answered the question with yes. You stand behind me and suddenly it got dark and black in front of my eyes. You connected my eyes to me with a shell several times.
So that I couldn’t see anything anymore. I heard your steps how you could get around the chair. Gentle and tenderly you encompassed my hands and put them on my lap. Your mouth on my ear you asked me again: “You really trust me”? The sweet seductive scent of your perfume got into my nose. How stunned I nodded for confirmation and in the next moment it was already clicking. The iron of the handcuffs you had put on pressed cold against my joints!Nothing happened endlessly long seconds.
Which almost made me insanely. Then suddenly your warm, soft lips nestled to mine. I could taste that you had a little drunk. You push your tongue in my mouth and a passionate kiss was created from it. Which unfortunately ended too quickly as I found was ended by you. “This is my thank you to you that you were there for me and are” breathed into my ear.
It could go on like this, it was all of my taste. But what else should come over my current expectations. “Stand up”. Pulling the handcuffs you took me to your bedroom. Led me to your bed and turn me around. So that I could sit on it. You help me put me on the bed like you wanted it. The handcuff around my left joint was opened and my right arm pressed backwards.
Again it clicked and my hand was chained to the frame of your bed. But seconds later it also clicked around my left hand and you also attached it to your bed behind my head. You sit down on my legs and gave yourself a bit. Your hands pushed gently and warm under my T-shirt. Pushed it up to just under my neck and then stroked over my upper body. Your fingers played crazy in my breast hair.
Then you bang down even further and began to overlook my skin with thousands of kisses. It was such a great feeling to be so delivered to you. Which one I didn’t know yet, even though I am 18 years older than you. Everything started to turn in my head and I shook the handcuffs. My desire to feel, touch you and grew. In addition, my little best friend screamed for liberation from his prison.
He pressed firmly and hard against my panties and the jeans I wore about it. Your fingernails dug into my skin and slowly pulled from my chest to the waistband of the pants. You didn’t want to cause pain to me, which is why it didn’t really hurt, but my desire for you still sparked. It seemed very to you to see how I was below you, was about to fidget and again and again wildly on the handcuffs.
Because without time pressure you repeat this game a few more times. My upper body must have been littered with small, thin red stripes. I couldn’t see it!You slipped even deeper, so that you almost almost sat on my feet. Your hands grabbed the covenant of my jeans. Searched and found the button and opened it. It didn’t just seem like that, but you really pulled down the clip of my zipper in slow motion.
When this was finally completely on you gave yourself back to. Punched up the sides as far as possible and breathed a kiss through the fabric of my panties on my throbbing tail. I didn’t think it didn’t exist, it was so horny and I was slightly black in front of my eyes, or rather in my mind’s eye. Your slopes took the waistband of the pants and pulled them down. I quickly raised my butt to make it easier for you and to help the first step of the liberation of my cock.
In order to be able to take off my pants completely, you pull my shoes and then my pants out. I was now with a high-pushed T-shirt and only in the panties, chained to your bed in front of you. It must have been up, no rather exciting sight for you. Because I could clearly hear how you moved in the air between your lips. But still your little torture game was not over. You sit down again on my feet.
Massate with your hands over my thighs. The higher the goal of your desire and pretended that the redemption of my request would soon be imminent, the greater the massaging circles of your hands. From the inside of my thigh, your fingernails then suddenly drove and for me totally surprisingly over the fabric of the panties. I felt like I was coming, my sack pulled together under your nails and my cock got a little bigger.
So that my globe was now pretended to be ponded under the edge of the panties. From the sack, your nails scratched up to the root and then over it to the glans. From above, your thumbs chopped into the waistband of the panties. I willingly raised my butt and just hoped that things would go quickly. That you would finally free him. But again far from it. As you just played over time and my desire.
This time, too, the time was apparently set to slow motion. But this wasn’t enough for you yet. No you are foresetting and licking as my acorn was fully visible, over this. Halfway downwards you even pulled the panties back up half of the way back up to the top. If I had skilled as I wanted, you would have been really due now and I fell over you. You repeat this game until my cock was really completely exposed.
Then you pulled him down my legs as if driven by the devil. I cannot say whether this was part of your game or you have been controlled by your desire. Again your fingernails paint up my thighs. But this time more determined directly to my, our, little friend. Your fingers enclosed him. Better said they tried it but my glans still looked out of your fist at the top of the zest.
Without let him go, you lay down next to me. Threw your body on my and press your lips again on the mine. Only I was who greedily pushed your tongue into your mouth and challenged it to the duel of the giants. She apparently liked to accept the challenge, because our kiss was wild and passionate and this time you also took time for it. Or do you give me the time? In any case, your hand began to slide tenderly on my cock slowly and calmly up and down.
Your hair strokes my cheek. Then our kiss ended. Again I regretted this, but at another time it shouldn’t be my disadvantage. Because you took my blindfold. Although your bedroom was only lit by candles, I could only blink at the first moment. My eyes first had to get used to the light. You use this time and climbed off the bed. You waited gently dancing until I could see again normally and then flip off yourself.
You push you around your own axis, you push the first spaghetti strap over your shoulder. In between you look deep into my eyes every now and then. At the sight I forgot everything around me. I wanted to jump up and come to you just to put you in my arms for a moment. But I was painfully torn back into reality and dug the handcuffs into the meat of my joints. For the first time I looked back, saw my chained hands and wished me to be an unleashing artist.
Where you suddenly came from the small key of the handcuffs? No idea! However, when I looked back at you, waving him tempting with him in your hand. Slowly you came to me and breathe: “If you can get it you can unlock it!“And put it on the small night console of the bed. It was clear to us both that I didn’t have the slightest chance. You took a long time away and let the second wearer slide over your shoulder.
So that your dress does not immediately fall to the ground, you cross your arms in front of your chest. Again you turn around your own a few times. Then stayed with me and banged far forward. Slowly and to me gradually an ever deeper insight into your neckline, you took your hands off your chest. Stand up again and now let the dress slide down on your body.
Only clothed with a red tanga you stood in front of me. The water in my mouth immediately ran together. Because you far exceeded my fantasies and they had never been from bad parents. Two wonderfully large, yet firm tits, so close and for picking and I lay for her and could do nothing but to wait for what should happen. Nobody needed you to tell you that my look was putting on your tits. From your flat stomach you let your hands slide to them.
Act what I wanted to do so much. She took her hands. Pushes them together and massaged them and watch me very carefully. Your tongue stroked your lips lasciviously and now I followed your gaze. This led me to my rock -hard cock, on the glans of which were the first droplets of my desire to shine! Now you came back to me. Sit on the bed and took it back in hand.
I didn’t struggle to just spray it because I didn’t want to come yet. Didn’t want to treat you to this satisfaction yet. Even if I actually put an egg with it myself. Because if you didn’t mean that would be your thank you to me? Still, I held back. “You liked it so far? What you experience and got to see?“You breathed over to me. My fog -covered brain needed a moment to first understand the question correctly.
But what was that question? She couldn’t seriously believe that it all left me cold and I would like to just go over to myself. In addition, she kept my masculinity in her so gentle hand. “Should I really answer it?“I heard myself ask yourself from a long way. A sweaty smile played around your corners of the mouth. Of course not, it just served as another of your little torture games.
“Then lay back and relax! That shouldn’t have been everything yet!“After you had bent your face next to me, you whispered in my ear. I looked at you slightly incredulously. Put down? I haven’t done that all the time? Relax? While she brought me closer to death through the desire with each of her deed? Your lips gently led to mine for the fraction of a second before you put yourself over my chest, down my stomach into the depths of my pent -up lust.
Your breath, which also went a little faster, burned like fire on my heated skin. Then I had almost given up hope, gave away your hand of your tongue. Carefully as if you could slide away important places, she drove up and down on the shaft. Drove up over the thicker vein up to the waistband of my glans. I don’t know if it is for you the first time Was that you had a cropped man in front of you, but this sight seemed to be very fascinated and turned into.
No annoying foreskin which prevented your view of the deep red acorn. Your tongue stroked up to the small hole at the head end. You look at me, me directly and deep in my eyes and then took me into your wide open mouth. You only needed to suck him in yourself a few times until I lost any control over myself. My sack contracted Knüppelhart. Burning my juice of life was looking for its way into the outside.
“Yes Alex …. Beware I come!“I just tried to warn you when I sprayed in your mouth for the first time. But that’s exactly what you wanted little bitch. Because immediately you increased the suction fake a lot and thus also got the last drop, which otherwise would have not completely made the way after my fifth shooting, out of me. I could clearly feel your swallowing movements on my cock all the time.
Only when my friend wanted to rest for a short time, at least, and shrink together, do you let him out of your mouth. Gurgt test with my sauce in your mouth briefly before you swallow the rest. You gave me a light kiss on my lips and breathed: “It wasn’t just more than necessary that I thank you! You taste wonderful. Now rest for a moment, I’ll come back immediately “. Stand up and lost the room.
A few seconds later you came back with a glass of wine in your hand. “I think you could tolerate a sip” so you held the glass under my mouth and help me drink. You put the glass on the floor and disappear again. It was silent for a minute to two minutes, then I could hear how you talk to someone on the phone. It was too quiet to listen. However, you apparently went up and down in the living room, whereby there were a few scraps of words to my ear here and there.
“Yes he is with me …. I ….. love …. no not that ….. who knows …. do not rush …. rests …… “! In between you laugh as I had always loved it on you. Free and happy and so extremely contagious. I didn’t know who you were on the phone, but apparently the person knew what you had planned today and yet you had a lot to say. Because the watch in your room showed me that it took a beaten half an hour for you to end the phone call and you came back to me or.
If you stopped in the door frame. “Well, you mean the break was long enough for him or he still needs a little”? Your sight, the thought of what else would come and her lascivious tone gave my cock back to the height and answer for me. You smiled and just said: “Nice to know”! Slowly and swinging with your hips you came into the room. Your thumb pushed themselves into the thin ribbon of your tangas and then simply down.
Without stopping you let him slide to the ground. For the first time I now had a clear view of yours pussy. You apparently had your pubic hair freshly trimmed, because only a thin strip stood above your pussy. One could almost think that this strip should serve as a guide, so he stood as well and in a targeted manner over your slightly open labia. Without haste you climb the bed and sit over my legs again, at the level of my knee.
Your upper body bent far forwards you push yourself further and on to me. Where your horny tits stroked my body. Me caressed your fuller and protruding nipples. My look at your tits I saw your face closer and closer to come. Saw how you shaped your lips. To put your lips on mine. While we kissed each other you slip the last piece with your pool so far that my cock divided your labia apart and I slid into you when you lower your pelvis.
Your hands that lay on my shoulders clawed her fingernails deep into my shoulders and you groaned full of desire for more in my mouth. Your pelvis raised and lowered itself in a quiet rhythm and your pussy massaged my cock massaged horny. Reluctantly, our lips and tongues separated from each other as you punched your head to stretch your tits. With one hand you supported yourself next to my head, packed one of your tits with the other hand and stopped me in front of my mouth.
My secretly as long as unfulfilled dream was gradually becoming reality. Again and again your dripping wet, hot pussy took me and in my mouth one of your nipples was stuck. You could often guess that you had a lot to offer under the blouse, but I was very happy to see that they were even bigger than expected!How a toddler is breastfed and sucked and sucked on your tits, which made you even wilder.
That your ride increased his pace considerably. Which made it more and more difficult for me. Then you reared up, mashed your face to a cry. But no sound came out of your throat, but your whole body cramped into a single fist. Sitting firmly on my lap overrun you orgasm. That I gave you from the heart. Wild pounded and twitched your vaginal muscles around my cock and your body was literally thrown back and forth.
Exhausted then you sank together on me. Put your head next to mine and I could clearly hear the still rapid rhythm of your breath. You just stayed for just under five minutes until you have risen slightly and look at me with a blissful look. I was still deep in you and was ready for every crime, which appealed to you very much. Because again you started riding me. But this time immediately in Wilden Gallop.
Erected, riding with my eyes closed, you massaged your yourself your horny tits yourself. How I would have loved to take on this for you, which is why I tore and tugged again like wildly on the handcuffs. But there was nothing to be done, again this time they did not hear my thoughts and just went up on their own. “Oh Alex slowly, otherwise it comes back to me!“Then I groaned. But that was apparently for you what a red cloth is for a bull! Even firmer and harder, you want to go around and always ram my cock into the depths of your body.
Together we came and when you felt how my sauce spread out in your body, you also groaned your orgasm loudly. “Yes spray … spray me fully … let me feel how you come … oh how good …. that feels “!After the first waves of your orgasm had subsided, you took the small key of handcuffs and opened it. The skin on my wrists was partially dropped, but I didn’t even notice this! Exhausted and mated and my sauce from your wide open pussy you rose down from me dripping.
Laid yourself next and tightly to me and whisper: “Start me, please” please “! I immediately took you into my arms and gently pressed you to me. Our bodies were overflowed in Switzerland and heated up to maximum, so we were simply there and enjoyed the degree. I looked at the clock briefly. It was now half past two, but which was a lot more surprised that my cock seemed to be not thinking about shrinking again at all.
Although we are already just under ten minutes just as much as the Lümmel was still like one and wanted to continue and I also had nothing to object to another round. I just wanted to kiss you when you smuggled even more closely on me and I noticed that you fell asleep. I didn’t notice it to you. After all, I hadn’t pushed a number for a little more than a week, but at least since Thorsten had moved out and if I am honest, I think that nothing had run before.
Only with great effort I was able to briefly peel myself out of your hug. In order to quickly blow out the candles that were still on the burning, so that nothing could happen. After that I lay down next to you, pulled the blanket over us and hardly that you had noticed in the subconscious that I was lying next to you again, you snuggle up to me again. End.
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