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I recently divorced my husband. Completely standard story, isn't it? Yes, I did not worry about this, our relationship has long been stumped, but the question is sex ... Honestly, a month without sex brought me to the point that I was ready to fuck my neighbor, who in sweat pants with hanging knees and beer belly held out the trash to the garbage chute.

With my husband, everything in our bed was normal - people who had become accustomed to each other for a long time, who knew how to deliver maximum pleasure to a partner. In general, an ordinary couple. How to fuck with other men, I had long forgotten over the four years of marriage, so I got along with masturbation, watched porn and dreamed that someone would fuck me in the end! My friends dragged me to nightclubs, where mostly weasel boys were hanging out, which made me want to stroke my head and feed me with borschtom. Maybe we went to the wrong clubs, but the result was one - in the mornings I woke up alone in my bed and started again pulling my pussy with my fingers.

And then I decided to start a profile on a dating site. To be honest, serious relations were unnecessary to me - I hadn’t moved away from the past, but a good sexual partner who would have fucked me a couple of times a week would not hurt me. So, I registered on one of the popular dating sites, posted some of my photos and began to respond to letters from avid drocher. Alas, it seems hopeless here too. No, they all together admired my forms, proclaiming that they were ready to fuck me in any position and beat my pussy all night long, reaching my throat, but ... as it came to the meetings, everyone had some excuses. He was the only one we met, he reached for my chin, had greasy tumors and a bald patch in the center of his head, his hands shook and he constantly swallowed saliva. Somehow I didn’t want to sleep with him, strangely enough)) I can quite understand him, why he swallowed saliva - without false modesty I can say that I am a pretty girl. I have a pretty decent chest, long legs, beautiful hips and butt. Like any woman, I am not completely satisfied with my appearance, but, in general, I like everything in myself. The portrait is complemented by a short hedgehog of red hair, big brown eyes, sensual lips and blush. In general, everything is fine, but there is no peasant, no peasant ...

Disappointed at dating sites, I began to go there less and less. Not yet met him. Maxim, 32, programmer and musician. Long hair, smile Casanova, strong ass. We agreed with him as a result before we decided to arrange on Skype ... a session of joint masturbation. Sounds funny to these adults, but why not? There is in this perversion something that makes my pussy get wet and the lower belly pulls with warmth. So here. Last night we decided to get to Skype. I was sure that I would be able to perfectly masturbate and relax ... in beautiful lingerie, in stockings and a belt for them (as he asked) I sat down at the laptop. When he appeared naked to the waist, I was a little disappointed. Apparently, subconsciously, I expected that he would immediately start poking a dick straight into the webcam. He ordered me to turn on my booty and stand on all fours, which I did, feeling that my pussy was starting to worry ... everything inside me ached - he sat and stroked his dick. Member! No, it was a MEMBER! He was long and fat, I had this only once, at eighteen, and when I broke up with that guy, I only regretted about his penis, but I never met anyone like that. When he entered me, it really seemed to me that they were putting me on a thick, hot spit. So, Max had a similar member. The head was terribly thick, it was all red and intertwined with veins ... I looked at him and gasped at lust.

- Come to me, quickly! - I almost could not speak loudly out of desire, but only sippered like a spoiled siphon.

Having arranged a meeting, having told him the address, I jumped up and began to run around the apartment. Everything fell out of my hands, and I was not at all sure that I would be able to fuck with him - he was a stranger and unfamiliar man, despite the cool dick.

Forty minutes later, the doorbell rang, and I opened it just the way it was - in a bra and a stocking belt with stockings. He stood on the threshold - taller than me, strong, with a fucking smile and a bouquet of flowers in his hand. I silently let him into the apartment, and leaned back against the wall. It was really scary and embarrassing for me to stand in front of someone else’s naked man ... But, taking a step towards me, he hugged me tightly and grabbed me by the hips, pulling me towards me. With his other hand, he hugged my head and finally kissed me. His lips were hard, hot and dry, though not for long. We kissed, one could even say, sucked, licking and biting each other’s tongues, he pressed me closer and closer, and I already felt the mound in the bottom of his stomach ...

I took his hand and led him into the room. I really wanted to fuck him. Highly. But it seemed to me that I could not. I should have had a drink, I thought, but it was too late. He dropped me on the sofa and leaned on top. So, as we kissed and squeezed each other further, I have not had for a long time. He licked me all over, from head to toe, squeezed my chest and practically did not let me inhale, putting my tongue so deep into my throat ... But I could not get aroused so much that he could enter. We were tossing and turning, and that way, he tried to enter me from behind, in front, from the side, trying to fuck with his fingers dipped in saliva, but nothing helped. I could not relax.

As a result, we sat on the bed - he is with a red thick dick, I am disheveled and red from his kisses and bites.

- So it will not work. Apparently, we still need to get used to each other and take care of there, I do not know ... - said Max, fastening his fly. - I really want you and I really like you, but apparently I will have to try so that you really want

I was upset that he would leave now and I would have to be satisfied with my fingers again, but he said:

- I have friends in a rock cafe nearby, here are a couple of blocks, let's go listen to music.

And we went. Inflamed, I put on a short dress and jacket, stockings and favorite high boots. It turned out such a rock diva with lips swollen from kisses.

He looked at me with lust, but I wanted to stay at home and give him a blowjob, but I wanted to suck. I always liked it.

But the club is so club. I decided that if I got drunk, I would relax and still fuck tonight. While we were moving in the direction of the cafe, he took my hand and we communicated on all sorts of abstract topics, but I heard that he was holding his breath when he was looking at my half-closed chest and short dress.

His friends turned out to be cool people, the music was great and I was completely relaxed. And after the first portion of tequila and completely flowed. We sat side by side in the corner of the booth, and he stroked my knees under the table. From this affection, I felt very good, and I wanted him to continue. Moving closer to him, I pressed my thigh against his leg and spread my legs wider.

He happily glanced at me and his hand began to travel higher ... with a hot hand he stroked my hips in a circle, gradually approaching the epicenter of my fire. When he came across my wet panties, he began to breathe rapidly and was even worried.

- fuck me? - I whispered, trying to be as close as possible to his pussy fingers. I expected that he would immediately pick me up and pitch me somewhere where we would be alone. It was not there. He grinned and answered - here you are my dynamic, now I’m serving you. I want you to take off your panties and go without them. If you do this, maybe you will get something from my dick.

He laughed and removed his hand. I was annoyed, and pussy ached. What to do? I went to the toilet and decided ...

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