My First Time with Oral Sex in the Park
When I climbed down from the wall, he was waiting with his cock in his hand and a calm smile, as if he knew exactly what I was going to do.
When I climbed down from the wall, he was waiting with his cock in his hand and a calm smile, as if he knew exactly what I was going to do.
I thought we were going to have dinner and talk, but my neighbor took me somewhere everyone seemed to know her—and I ended up crossing a line.
I went in to say I had arrived for class and found her crying under the water; when she looked at me, her order was simple: “Take off your clothes.”
I was only going to sell him a wet thong, but when he gave me his first order, I was already spread-legged, trembling, and eager to obey.
I went in with some reports and came out trembling, her perfume on my skin and the sound of her voice pretending to sound normal on the phone.
I never forgot the afternoon when her fingers left the keys, moved down my stomach, and made me come without stopping the lesson.
I thought I was in for a romantic night, but when I opened the hotel door, I found a stranger looking at me as if he already knew what he would do to me.
It started with overdue rent and ended up turning our apartment into an intimate game no one wanted to leave.
I took off my bikini beneath the water to turn myself on, but I hadn’t counted on a man in my lane getting too close.
When she said she’d been with two men at once, we stopped playing and demanded every detail without leaving anything out.
I got off the carriage trembling, but they were already coming after me, as if they’d smelled how wet I’d gotten among all those people.
I thought that night had been a one-time thing—until they invited me home and I learned they still wanted to use me, watch me, and make me come again.
I thought dinner would end with my husband in bed, until he asked another man to make me his in front of him.
I only went out for some pillows and ice cream, but that man kept staring at my legs as if he already knew how the night would end.
When he opened the door and saw her ex on the porch, he knew he was about to lose her in front of his eyes again.
It began with kisses over a foolish bet, but when I saw my girlfriend spread her legs in front of everyone, I knew there was no turning back.
No one at the university imagined what she did after class, much less what happened whenever her husband was away.
Everyone believed her trances came from heaven. Only Father Rodrigo knew the price she was willing to pay to reach the altars.
He had been greeting me politely for months, but that hot morning I discovered in the refrigerator’s reflection that he wasn’t looking at my eyes.
He said he’d pick me up at five and told me not to ask questions. I never imagined what I’d have to hide while we walked through the crowds.