A bisexual encounter

A bisexual encounter

I (Chen) and Gally have always been good friends. We always talked about everything together and at the age of 16 we both had regular friends. One weekend, Gali’s parents went on holiday in Cyprus and left her the house. Gali called and invited me, my friend Gil and her friend Manny to her for a weekend in the villa, and that night I and she sat in her bedroom while Shamni and Gil went to my neighborhood pub for a drink. With another girl, I was totally confused … but also very intrigued, and Gali bent over to me and started to kiss me, to put her tongue on my lips and finally to France, and I felt a strong excitement in my body from the new experience.

And her – the 34C – in a sexy black lace bra that showed through her dark nipples She started to moan and shout “Do not stop!” She grabbed my head and pressed it tightly against my chest. I felt that I was drowning in the softness of her big chest, and Gali lifted herself up to me, tore off my undershirt and savagery, I did not wear a bra that day, and my chest stood in front of her and she began to massage my breasts and lick my nipples. I had never felt such excitement.

I reached under her skirt and found she was not wearing any underwear. It just turned me on more. I slid my hand along her thigh until I reached her pulsing wet glass. I rubbed it and Gally moaned and murmured, “Stronger!” . I took my hand and licked three fingers and pushed them firmly into the glass.

She started shouting and playing with her chest. Then she turned over and lay down again on my back and pushed my head to finish what I had started. I was afraid that I had never done it before, but Gali encouraged me and said, “Do what you want naturally.” I licked the lips of her pussy from top to bottom and then the clitoris with quick movements. I felt the vibration in her body. She pulled my hair as I pushed my tongue into her burning glass. He had a special taste, a woman’s taste.

Just before she was about to finish, I could not wait any longer and turned my hot glass into her face. Without waiting a second she licked my clitoris and I got so feathered. Every licking of her gave me currents all over my body and all the muscles in my body twitched with pleasure. We were so busy with each other that we did not even hear our friends coming back from the pub. They stood at the door and stared at us for five minutes in total shock.

By this time I and Galley were very close to orgasm. I managed to put 4 fingers into the glass and she pushed me 3 because my pussy is narrower. Everything became vague, a torrent of intense sensations passed through my body and ended with great moans of pleasure. Who would have thought a girl could make me finish so hard. I leaned over and licked her clitoris as I put my fingers out. Suddenly I felt her thighs wrap around my head and press hard on him. She poured out the glass of wine that was on the chest of drawers because she was so hard. We both lay back on the floor when we heard the sound of the creaking of a door.

We looked and saw Gil and Manny standing at the entrance, naked and completely alive from the scene they had seen. I looked at them and asked, “Are you going to stand there much longer or do you want to fuck us?” In seconds they were already with their heads between our legs, sucking the glass wildly and with great lust. I looked at and began to kiss her, I reached out her hand and played her breasts while we were getting a dream drop. Suddenly I felt Gil’s cock penetrating into me intensely and starting to knock me. Waves of pleasure flooded my body.

I looked at Gally for a fraction of a second and saw Manny riding on her hard. I asked Gil to change with Manny-I wanted to feel his huge cock in my dripping glass! Gellie, excited by the idea, sat down on all fours so that Manny could get in the back. Gil pushed his cock into me slowly and enlarged the glass to me. My whole body shrank and I began howling with pleasure. Gali turned to me, pushed her breast into my mouth and bent my back so that Manny would push her deeper and deeper. For a moment I felt like this was just a sweet dream and I was going to wake up every minute. Gali began to moan and gasp, which made Gil a tremendous stimulus-she looked at his girlfriend about to finish off another man.

Gil unleashed into me a huge burst of hot exhaustion and the tremendous heat inside me was over. Manny took out his cock, approached Alino slowly, and asked us to give him a hand. I rubbed the cap gently and Gali licked his balls until I saw a hot current pouring out all over my chest dripping from his semen. He continued to spread his skullcap over my nipples. We shared a relaxing shower together, and the four of us huddled together in bed and fell asleep. Now, two years later, we are still very good friends. Gali and Mani rent an apartment together and it is unnecessary to mention that I and Gil visit there regularly ……

 

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Another day at the office

. The boss smiles at me as he moves to his chair. I look down at the floor like a shy child. He is not very formal with me or at all so it’s a little unnecessary to call him the boss. Spinning around with a diesel and a buttoned black shirt with the sleeves struggling to the limit to stay in one piece. His hair is wavy and black, making his blue eyes just more blue and bristly a week old straining to kiss his lips. It’s already Thursday, and there’s an event we’re having in the evening, some launch event for a new club, and a booze for the residents of Afeka, Tzahala and Co.. Our bartenders have to report at five and open five positions and two separate whiskeys and wine. Operation is not simple, and it is possible that Yuval will ask for my help. I get up to make myself a cup of coffee and naturally I ask the boss if he joins me. He said he had no time and had to run home to change for the occasion. I convince him to stay, and by the time he finished the kettle he agreed. Happily, the coffee spilled lightly on my shirt as we drank. When he got up, he stretched and every muscle in his hands stretched before my astonished eyes. I get up right after him and ask him to ride home so I can get dressed too. We got into the car, and as if the Hendrix (that’s the only thing between the 20 cm we share) gave us both molecules of attraction to each other. The look that intersects at the corners of his eyes when he looks at the central mirror makes me waves of heat forcing me to change my underwear too. We stopped him first because I live right next to ” heavans cocktails ”. This tension, on the three floors of the elevator, not to tear the shirt off and rearrange the freesia, made me reluctant to come across his look for another second, but on the other hand it was impossible. He enters the apartment and I follow him. She’s messy, smelling like a mix of a lot of whiskey with aftershave, a bit of grass with 10cc of stocking juice or, in short, a man the way a man is supposed to be, and just as I want him. I wait in the living room, trying not to pry. He asks me if I want his girlfriend’s shirt because she sure will not come back and take her already. I am surprised at the wording of his question. ” What do you mean, will not you come back? ” And all the hope and expectation that he could not tolerate her anymore, because there is someone else he wants. He did not hear me ask, and I hear only the water in the shower running over him and stroking every bit of it, and millions of little drops are doing what I’ve wanted for so long. Clinging to the door to listen, and giving the most authentic soundtrack for the fantasies that are forming in my head right now. How I cling to him, surprise him with a kiss on the slope between his neck and Nablus, he turns to me, half surprised, half flattered, examining me from scalp to demon, giving half a smile, full of self-satisfaction, and begins to kiss me with tremendous passion. He starts biting a quick lick in the ear, goes down the neck, goes up, and I melt in his arms. His warmth is camouflaged by the heat of the water. He twists me quickly with my face to the wall. He weakens the tap and the flow is as weak and hot as the rain of a summer day. He spreads my legs by sliding over his leg, pushing mine. My hands are held on the wall with one hand, while the other hand pleases every possible place between my legs … He controls me completely without touching me at all, and no matter how he touches, I even take off. He sits down on the floor, his mouth gently kissing my clitoris, and I start moaning like a marathon. He licks right in place, rhythmically and forcefully, and I finish again and again. He controlled me so much that he would not even let me kiss him for a second, only that I would. I finish again, and shout with constant sighs to stop, my glass can not anymore. When he stops, I am so grateful that I come down to him with enthusiasm and love. His cock is average so you can go down and play with him fun. He stands up and I on my knees licking his balls, sucking him at the height of the fun. He picks me up and sticks my back to the wall one at a time. We look one deep look into the other, kissing passionately, I wrap one leg around his waist, and he attaches her sister to her, his hand lifting me from the ass. One finger in my hand is very tightly attached to my ass. On one hand and around him he takes me to bed. He puts me on the bed and himself above me. He enters me slowly, and I feel every inch of his penis, every artery sticking out there, to the end (his, not mine) … He sits on his knees and lifts Agni to him and knocks me so well that the neighbors hear. I’m fed up with his bossyness already and I’m turning things around. She stops and sits on my lap and puts him down with a kiss that comes down from her lips to the eggs. After kissing him in greeting, I ride his dick, circling circularly up and down, and I feel pleasure. He bites his lips and I go down and lick them, he stretches his neck, closes his eyes, tries not to finish this pleasure. He looks at me and says, with the most “saved” look that could be, “Sarit, I’m going to finish.” I smile at him for approval, because he has done it over and over. The pace is increasing and the sweat on both of us connects with the water from before. He finishes and I break into his embrace. The water stopped, I hear him dressing. I knock on the door: “Can I have a minute, if you’re done?” (I could not ask anything more than a retard?) – “Yes” in his bass voice from behind the door. I’ve never seen him without a shirt, and I’m amazed. Just like in fantasy. He caught that thought and his ego smiled to the floor. The moment of fantasy passed here. I move half a hesitant step toward him, he’s half to me, this look again. We kiss and from here … well, he met all expectations. Even a little longer than I fantasized