It all started a long time ago, when at 19 years old I I moved to the U to study at the Faculty of Mathematics. Until th

It all started a long time ago, when at 19 years old I I moved to the U to study at the Faculty of Mathematics. Until then, Life in the town had been very simple, he had a girlfriend for a while. year, Margarita, a beautiful girl, with short brown hair with highlights reddish, brown eyes and thin, her breasts were not very big, but they had that shape that seems to defy the law of universal gravitation, with proud and hypersensitive nipples that I loved to caress for hours, the ass was what I liked most about my girlfriend, upturned and generous in just its right measure, when he put on tight pants he made the men turned as they passed. Being separated from her is what was most difficult for me. Our sexual life had been very active and sincere, we liked to share our most lustful fantasies and dreams when we were in bed, and recreating ourselves in those dreamlike situations spend the day caressing ourselves, masturbating and doing love without haste, with the only concern of feeding ourselves. The mother of Margarita, Sara, had always been our accomplice and allowed us to be together in his house without disturbing us. Fridays were a liberation, I went to the Faculty with the suitcase packed and waited nervously and impatiently for Don Antonio to finish his explanation for rushing out to the station and catching the 1:30 p.m. commuter train and thus arrive at Moixent, my town, around three o'clock. I ate at home with my parents and he had coffee at Delia's house, his good mother, a widow very understanding, she acted as a pimp and accomplice to us. After the usual greetings We would go up to his room and lock ourselves there all afternoon. We had a game, handjobs or fingers made along the week were penalties and the one who had done the most had to obey the other becoming his sexual servant that day. So as soon as we saw each other we questioned. I will recreate one of the situations that most clearly I remember: -Hello my love, let's see how many times my girlfriend has cum this week Thinking of his sweetheart, I asked with a tone. -They haven't necessarily been thinking about you, she answered. laughing While he told me the number of times he had masturbated that week, in general she did it every day when she got into bed, she has always She had been an ardent woman and being without a partner was a serious problem for her. calm your fever. -And let's see how many times my boy has jerked off thinking about his dearest girlfriend and on her adorable tits. While she was asking me the question, she was unbuttoning her blouse and leaving those sensitive titties in the air that he knows drive me crazy. me without To be able to stand it even one more minute, I threw myself on top of her, trying to kiss her erect nipples, without even having to touch them. -Quiet, quiet, don't be in such a hurry. First tell me how many times have you jerked off thinking about your girlfriend this week. -It doesn't have to be my girlfriend, I said, trying to respond as she had done before. -Well, if it wasn't thinking about me, you can open the door now. and leave, your penis is mine and everything that comes out of it too, if you prefer jerk off thinking about others, you better go with them, he said while He half closed his shirt again. -Okay, okay, you know that I have more than enough with you and Besides, I love you desperately, so don't make me suffer anymore, please! favor! -How many? -Ten, I confessed. -To the! You've beaten me, you're a little bird pig, I hope You have saved enough strength to care for me. And what were you thinking? -In you, in your ass, in your vicious mouth, in your tits, in your back and forth when making love, only in you my love, he said droolingly in a tone of begging for me to open it again. her blouse -Well, you better, then she would reopen her shirt and let me see her tits while she began to spread her legs while sitting on the table in her desk, letting her little skirt ride up her thighs. So this week You have lost, and you become my slave for this afternoon. -Okay, but come here, I can't stand it anymore without touching you, He said, advancing towards her, trying to caress that beautiful body that was displayed in an impudent manner in front of me. -No, no, little slave, you belong to me, so I am the one who It will indicate what you can or cannot do. Get naked! Immediately and without touching me, slave. Grumbling I began to take off my clothes, until I was left standing in his boxers in front of her with his cock hard as a mast creating the famous tent. -Very well, little slave, we have to see how you are, he said while She spread her legs wide open, leaving her thongs on display, fixing her gaze in my package. I see that you have indeed missed me, but if you make so many straws you arrive without strength, darling! -No strength! Give me permission to come closer and I will show you how little strength I have. -Nothing about that, little slave, take off your tight underpants. that penis that belongs to me. There I was with my 17 cm cock like a battering ram in front of my girlfriend who She began to caress her nipples in front of me. My body, nothing out of usual neither hunks nor a cock of those kilometer length, he tensed like a violin when contemplate her open legs and looking at me with those sweet transformed eyes in those of a cat in heat. -Poor! I'm sure you're dying to touch these titties, TRUE? She commented smiling while pinching her right nipple. -Yes, please, I can't take it anymore! -Patience my love, You will have your reward if you are good and obey, you know that I am generous, he said. while laughing looking at me. I want you to jerk off in front of me like you do when you are alone -Nothing like that! I've had quite a few handjobs thinking about you to continue with the same thing with you in front of me. -I want to see you doing it! You are my slave and I will not discuss my orders, so I can imagine you when I do the same. No I want to repeat it or you do it or we're done playing for the afternoon. So without wanting to continue arguing, I took my dick and started shaking it. in front of her watching how she had started caressing her pussy for on top of her panties half lying on the table -I'm going to help you, said the very perverse, while she took off her thong and threw them at me. Here you can smell them while you jerk off so you remember my smell when you're alone. Without thinking twice I began to smell them, enjoying their female aromas, while with the other hand I didn't stop jerking off. - For God's sake, you're going to make me cum, please let me get closer -You won't cum until I say so and that won't be now, she said as she began to put a finger into her wet vagina, and then Take it out and put it in your mouth like a penis, making it go in and out. She had it almost shaved, she loved to fix it so that her Contemplation was a poem because it allowed us to clearly distinguish each of its parts, its swollen labia majora, its pink labia minora, the entrance of her ingrown red vagina and highlighting her clitoris like a pea hypersensitive emerging. -Margarita, please, I'm ready. -Come on, that's all my little man can take, otherwise If you hold on a little longer, I'll have to find a cock that will penetrate me for hours. and not like you who in five minutes are already ready. That is a fantasy that we had talked about in many sometimes, because she got crazy when she dreamed that she was having it benefiting another. At first I didn't like it very much, but when I saw the effect it created on my partner, I got used to hearing it and why not? say to enjoy it. -What a whore you are! I'm sure you're dying for someone to fuck you When I'm not here, I would like to know who my girlfriend thinks of when He jerks off like a bitch. -Wow, wow! Does my little boy want to know who I think of? I don't know if you can bear to imagine me with a cock much bigger than the one. yours being penetrated like the whore you say I am, he said, getting into it now two fingers in her vagina. -I'm sure you'd love to cheat on me, huh, slut? -Nor Dudes love, I would love it if every week you grew a size based on horns and that you found me more and more open. And you, love, would you like me to My vagina was used during the week by a hunk with a good cock and so on. Will I feel very excited for you on the weekend? -You are a bitch, you bitch, Shut up now or you're going to make... aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!! And without holding on anymore I started to cum in spurts, it seemed like a sprinkler filling the semen with semen. Margarita's legs and table. -How dare you slave! My girlfriend yelled at me, stopping touching herself for a moment and removing with her fingers the cum that had fallen on her body, to go on to spread it over her nipples. -I see that you have not been able to bear the fantasy of seeing me impaled. for another. Ha ha ha! Well as punishment get on your knees and eat me the vagina until I cum on your face and so we'll even out. In less than a second I was between her legs anxiously devouring his little slut, hearing her moan and noticing her hands squeezing my head, inserting it into his crotch, while he repeated: -Eat your vagina. Look at how wide your bitch is. Do you notice the number of cocks that have used it this week? While she was making those kinds of comments my tongue was piercing her vagina like If I tried to extract oil, taking time from time to time to suck and absorb her clit between my lips making her writhe with pleasure. -Keep going, keep going, bastard! Don't stop, I'm ready. My penis had already recovered and was once again hard as a rock wanting penetrate her, so I took advantage of that moment of delirium to stand up and put it all the way in with one thrust. -Bastard! Who gave you permission to fuck me? Don't stop, Don't stop and fuck me like a good whore, you little whore. And that's how we spent Friday afternoons, Saturdays and what we could of Sunday fucking without respite until the damn clock said it was time to turn around.