Alice knows we'll meet at the subway station at eight o'clock. Look, that's the way I want to surprise her. At seven in the morning I am in front of the door of her apartment and I press the bell button. I feel movements on the other side of the door and as I am watched through the "ocean" at the door. Signs of life, visible, communication, joke! ...
I am haunted by the feeling that I am fishing, without a fishing rod, but ... I catch fish! ...
I finally hear a ... "a moment" then ... and silence, but definitely some agitation ...
Finally, after about two minutes, I am greeted by Alice, not with her hair ruffled, but with her face a bit ... wrinkled, to express myself plastically ... She invites me into the living room, without, yet, giving any sign that she would she wants to kiss me, something totally uncharacteristic of her, then, just as unbelievably, she closes the living room door behind her.
I may be quite old, but I still hear pretty well, including the click of the lock on the door at the entrance to Alice's apartment. It's clear to me that someone just left the beautiful blonde's apartment ... I ask, serene, as if I'm interested in the exact time:
- Who was it?
She is, clearly, surprised, "tucked in ropes" ... She says:
- No one!...
- Come on, go fuck me! If you lie to me, I'm leaving! Idiot! ...
He falls to his knees, embracing his own body:
- I only do it with a condom! ... Including oral! ...
I ask her calmly:
"And where does ... 'speciment' come from?"
She sits on the scales for a few seconds, then resolutely
- He's one of the kids who grabbed you when you parked here in front of the block ...
I'm really angry:
- What you do, do? ... I fuck with children?!? ....
Laugh:
- Yes, children with big and hard cocks, all night, or during the day, or when I feel like it! ... A hundred lei per man's head! ... Does it seem like a lot to you? ...
I'm surprised:
- What do you mean, man's head?!?
- Simple, I also have moments when I want one to come with ... the "crane" in me, and the other to take care of ... my "dentistry"! ... They are fine, nice, obedient and respectful ... .
I'm a little angry:
- So, what the fuck are you doing with me?!?
He hugs me:
- You are with ... the soul! ... They ... don't have such a thing! ...
I draw the conclusion, verbalizing it:
- So you're fucked, pampered, stuffed, and I ... I'm just showing up! ...
Struggling, physically:
- Those are children! ... You are ... a man! ...
It is up to me, analyzing the situation, in fact and in law:
- Woman, after all, your status allows you to fuck with the fir cones, because ... you are free and independent! ...
He answers me, cool:
- Yes, Brad Pitt! ...
He throws himself on his back, with his legs up, supporting his ankles with his hands:
- Come on, boyar, fuck the girl! ...
I want it, I don't want it, I'm a little disgusted: - Go and wash yourself, stinker! ...
He gets up and, clearly, wants to attack my belts. I remove it, firmly, determined to make a big decision:
- I said wash yourself, stinker! ... Jegoaso! ...
He reviews his attitude and posture and, standing up, looks me in the eye:
- Are you washing me? ...
- I ... I put you in my pussy! ... I mean, Eminescu speaking, I walk you - and I wash you - and others fuck you?!? That you didn't find yourself stupid! ... Broken rope! ...
- Okay! ... Come on! ... Ready! ... I'm what, how and when you want! ... Do anything to me! ...
Saying this, at the same time, he grafts two serious palms over his cheeks. Keep going:
- Beat me! ... Come on! Beat Me ...
He grafts two more serious palms over his jaws. I burst out laughing:
- What can I do for you, do it, because I see that you are fighting alone! ...
He smiles crookedly:
- Fight me, beat me, fuck me and forgive me! ... Come on! ...
- Yes, I already know! ... Small and stupid! ...
She can be seen falling into the barrel with melancholy. Look somewhere, to the limit:
- ... And a bit of a whore! ...
I contradict it:
"Little chicken, you know!" Whores receive money, they don't pay! ... You're a bitch! ...
I'm improvising a song and some lyrics:
- Slutty, slutty, slutty slut! ...
I take her hand and twist it in such a way that I bring it with my back to me, then, quickly and firmly, I articulate a strong slap on her ass. As I know he likes it, after I release his hand, I apply another slap to his other piece, so that he doesn't think he's discriminated against ...
He bends from the middle, resting his hands on his knees and significantly spreading his legs:
- Come on, fuck the girl! ...
"Go first and wash yourself, you stinker!"
Hesitate:
- Okay, but ... it's not the case! ...
I ask her, rather sharply:
- But what, that copchil didn't fuck you?!?
... Yes, but ... as I told you! With condom!...
- With or without, from my point of view, you're still fucked, so ... go to the bathroom!
He got up from his goat position, heading for the living room. He turns his head, looking at me, parsimoniously:
- Do I wash my hair too?
"He must have touched you!"
It's obvious she's surprised, but she doesn't comment anymore. Open the door and go to the bathroom. From somewhere in the hallway, he announces to me:
"You see the Chivas are cold in the fridge!"
I really feel the need to drink something! ... I take the bottle and go back to the living room, where, damn it, I only take out one glass. It seems that Alice can be extremely efficient when she wants to. In ten minutes she is back, in the living room, washed, from what can be seen, completely, from head to toe.
The water flows, almost dripping from her hair:
- If you didn't want to wash me, at least, please, wipe me! ...
She spreads her towel, and I, a boy with a big heart, still get up from the couch and take her body to dry, starting, normally, with her beautiful hair.
I have to admit - I have nothing to do - that Alice, for the thirty years she has, looks excellent from above! ... I saw enough babes who, even at the age of twenty, did not look like this woman, at thirty ... There will also be the thing with the material, who can know exactly? ...
After I solve the tips of his toes, Aice takes my towel and disappears, for a few moments, from the living room. When she returned, I noticed that she was surprised. Comment:
- Don't tell me that, out of anger, you want to finish what's left in the bottle alone! ...
laugh:
- Not love, but this is a drink for adults, not for children! ...
He caresses himself, taking his tickled voice:
- So ... am I a girl? ...
- No, sweetie, but ... since you fuck with children! ...
Break:
- And what do you want now?!? Promise you I'll never sleep with them again?!? ... Tell me, if you're jealous! ...
I burst out laughing:
- Baby, how could I be jealous of a good that doesn't belong to me?!?
He stares, sees her:
- How, I mean ... I'm ... a ... good, for you?!? ... A chair, something?!? ...
I laugh even harder:
- Ha! ... It worked out for me! ... You gasped! ...
He shrugs, takes a deep breath. I burst out laughing again:
- Count, in your mind, up to ten! ... Usually, it helps! ...
- Okay, oh! ... I'm the way you want, bitch, rotten, filthy, stinky ... Good thing you don't make me a corruptor of minors! ...
laugh:
- From the age of fifteen, the problem of pedophilia is no longer raised! ...
He rushes to the library, opens the bar, and pulls out the bottle of Dimple and a glass. Comment:
- In fact, I don't know why I took another glass, because I can drink from a bottle! ... I drink it all and ... that's it! ...
I became serious again:
- Don't be stupid, because if you get drunk, I won't fuck you! ... I've never endured drunk women! ...
I try to offer him the bottle of Chivas, but he refuses me, firmly, putting his palm in the way of the neck of the bottle. She is stubborn:
- I drink what I want! ... And as much as I want! ... And, as you already know, I don't lack cock! ...
It's time to think seriously about my status. I get up:
"Dear Miss, thank you for your kindness in hosting me." I apologize if I insulted you in any way and ... all you have to do is fuck the whole neighborhood, or, why not, the whole city, or the whole country, that I'm not going to count your relationships. ...
Sprinting, as I know it, he jumps up and kneels in front of me, hugging my leg:
- That's it! Ready! Ready! Shut up! ... Please! ... I beg you! ... I do anything! ... Don't do this to me! ...
I can't help but admit that I'm ... confused ... I just know, I'm not young anymore, I don't have the specific vigor of that age, I don't pay for his services, I don't create any other advantages ... no good! ...
He continues, clinging firmly to my foot, making sure I don't escape:
- Look, I'm listening to you, I'm doing anything, even trampling on my fears! ... I have proof in the bedroom, still sealed! ...
I'm surprised:
- What proof?
He sits for a while, breathing hard, then:
"If you promise not to leave, I'll go and get it for you!"
I laugh again:
- Little baby, if you imagine that, sitting like this, clinging to me, you can prevent me from leaving, wow, you are naive! ... Come on, run and bring what you have to bring, because you made me curious ! ...
Alice gets up and goes to the bedroom, and I sit back on the couch, then sip some more liquor from the glass. The blonde also appears, in the empty ass, as she left, carrying in her hand a black bag, without any markings. He hands me the bag and, inside, I find a box with the inscriptions: "Butt Plug" then smaller: "Mini Version".
The dimensions are also specified, but being in inches, the undersigned ... pause. What is certain is that, after unsealing the packaging, I find a silicone object, with the "active" part of about seven centimeters, and the maximum diameter of about one and a half centimeters.
If we are still in a period of ... "crisis", I decide quickly. I make Alexandra approach, then I tell her, gently but firmly:
- Open your mouth and take it!
protest:
- But ... let me wash it! ...
- These have strict rules, the object, of course, is sterile, except for my hands ... Yes! ... You're right! ... Wash it and I'll come and wash my hands. Subway, stuff ...
Back in the living room, I make Alexandra wet the toy well with saliva, then I turn my back on her and "order" her:
"Put on a goat!"
Bent over and crouched, I spit on the rosette of her ass, then, without plugs or figures, I firmly stick her toy. He doesn't even have time to gasp. He gets up and ... he wants to put his hand behind his back. I know, she wants to take it out! ... Canci, I'm not leaving her ...
- Come to me with your hands, spoil! ...
- Okay, but ... I'm scared! ...
- The wolf in the forest! ...
She frowned:
- I'm afraid!...
I take it "in turns":
- You sit down next to me, to calm down! ...
She's terrified:
- How do I sit ... with that thing ... in the ass?!? ...
"Thank you, my dear, like millions of other babes on the planet!"
- But ... it will embarrass me! ...
I smile:
- Sometimes, even embarrassment can be a pleasure! ...
Finally, he takes a seat on the couch, but with an almost indescribable caution in words - he trembles with fear! ... I take it for granted:
"Girl, if your handle goes in, I'm here!" I'll help you take out the toy! ... Come on, relax! Without fear!...
Comment:
- But ... it's big! ...
laugh:
- I mean, as a child, you took an army of chickens in your ass, without bleeding or other ruptures, and now ... are you afraid of ... this dwarf?!? ...
She bursts into tears, and I, what should I do? I hug her ...
He calms down, and I, enterprisingly, tell him:
- Little chick, I undress, I give you to suck my cock, then, on the back, I fuck you in the pussy and I play with the toy, to give you sensations ... Come on, that after you feel what a to feel, you will go alone to take the maximum option, to make your ass money! ...
He looked me in the eye:
- Do you think I'm so spoiled?!?
I laugh, not knowing how many times:
- No, baby! ... You fuck all the teenage bullshit and you pay for this thing, and I believe you ... nun! ...
I get up and, helped by Alice, get rid of the towels on me, then, lightly, I lie on the couch, with the blonde beauty between my legs, sucking my cock, smart, as not everyone knows. He takes revenge, it's clear to me, biting the collar on the head of the cock, then going down, not much, because, I know, if I stick it in his throat, he grabs her vomit ...
I have fun with her for about five minutes, then, if I'm still "on orders", I make her sit in the position already well practiced on the couch, on her knees, well stretched and ready to receive a big piece of cock, straight in the pussy she's already juicy from how many thoughts she's made, thinking about my dick, or ... who knows whose dick! ...
If we keep playing, let's do it! ... I put my cock in her pussy, I pull the toy from her ass to near the top. I don't take it off at all, just like I do with the male sexual organ, called the dick ...
I play, as I know they like it too and I like it too - stick it in her ass, take it out of her pussy! ... Put it in her pussy, take it out of her ass! ...
Well, the stadium (ie the bed) is full of cheers, applause, encouragement, more and more vulgar, more hot bitches and men who feel their cock rejuvenated, invigorated by the hormones of the tramp ...
She is sweet, fanciful, cuddly, giving me, as a gift, orgasm after orgasm, with comments like:
- Dhhhhaaaaaa! ... Fhhhhhuttte girl! ... Ffffute me! Put me ooooo! ....
I leave the butt plug deep in her ass and take the pieces in my palms. Strong, with vigor, with determination ... I want to see her red in pieces, from the palms ... I want to make her gasp, to beg me to forgive her, to make her suffer ... I went crazy! ... I am, really, sadistic! ...
I lie down and grab a pillow. An announcement:
- Come on, ass up, I'll put your pillow under your belly, corruption! ...
He complies, then tells me:
- Come on, beat me! ... Don't stop! ...
I know I have a heavy palm, so I take the necessary measures:
- Damn you, how are you sitting on the chair tomorrow at the office?!? ...
- Damn the office! ... I can work on my feet! ... You beat me, because I like it because it hurts to death! ...
At such a phrase, I let others understand what she means ... I, rhythmically: I stick it in my pussy - I mean the cock - then I take it out, until I am left with only the head of the cock between her small lips and ... pac, two hands on her buttocks futăcios ass! ... repeat. I think it's been over an hour since I kind of missed the slapping of my palms. What the pieces of Alexandra's ass look like, hard to describe ...
Finally, I change the style. I grab the woman by the buttocks, firmly, then start pumping her. She screams in pain - I know she's going to have trouble sitting in a chair, but I don't forgive her, but I'm pumping her, squeezing her pieces ... hard ... She's crazy about pain, but ... she's not trying to make a gesture to stop me from torturing her. An announcement:
"Woman, come!"
He answers, in a hoarse, animal voice:
- I'm coming too euuuuu! ...
We break free together, feeling very good - at least, me, for sure! ...
In the bathtub, he no longer sits on his bottom, Turkish, but sits on his knees. It is clear to me that he feels from how much beating he received, to the bare ass! ... I, maybe sadistically, think that, since he fucks with children, he really deserves such treatment ...
I grab the toy handle and take it out of her ass. You gasp. I play, sticking my middle finger in it. He jumps like a goat, but without hitting his head on the ceiling! protest:
- Măăăăăăăi! ....
Ricanez, kind of silly:
- What are you doing, coardo, don't you like me to make your garage ass?!? ...
It is coded, probably refraining from:
- Ordinary! ...
- Bad bitch! ...
Laugh:
- Yes, yes, I'm your bitch! ...
I laugh too:
- Yes, mine and half of the neighborhood! ...
Silence, then, gently, gently:
- Come on, please wash my head! ... You know! ... Love me, even if I'm bad! ...
What else can I tell him? He wants washing and massage, as, it seems, he only has me ...
Laughing, to myself, I think about how much to ask her, since she pays her crap ...
Back in the living room, Alice is sitting on the couch, but in a wound - it's clear that her buttocks are missing, and I'm not even sorry.
I get up and start getting dressed. She can be seen as surprised and, why not, a little disappointed. I don't let her give a voice to anything, but I tell her directly, lying to her nonchalantly:
"That's why I came earlier, because I remembered, softened as I am, that I still have something to do today." Anyway, now that I know you're with someone, I have no regrets.
She is swollen by tears ... She comments, almost in silence:
- I ... I care about you! ... You're not like them! ...
He gets up and hugs me. I stroked her back, without lowering my hand to her bottom, because I didn't want it to hurt. I communicate to him, quietly in my voice and without any kind of annoyance, or anything else:
- Little baby, next time, if there will be another time - this is strictly up to you - know that ... I'll put it in your ass ... Think hard! ... You decide! ...
He hugs me:
- How and ... not otherwise?!? ...
- Not!
This time I won't let her take me to the subway. I'm leaving alone.
WILL FOLLOW
