It's good to be true, such an invitation by surprise by Amira. A desire that emanates from it, not me. I was extremely surprised by his statement, no longer able to move the small square of sidewalk. My eyes were seeking psychological comfort of my new friends, but they were more trying to console Abdelmajid after slamming it tasted, with lots of lesbians. As for Amir, his back pressed against the door of her car, she nervously tapped his fingers with the cap and after a while she continued.
- So you coming or not?
Put yourself in my shoes, what would you do if your girlfriend where you dropped in a moment and returned a moment later to ask you to do some legs in the air?
Well, it's useless to ask such a question because it's very rare to come across someone as deranged as indecisive and my girl. And as rare to be so naive and submissive like me, the point of discard his last message I do not want you anymore, and run to her like a kid happy to come to his mother at the end of the day to save the arm of the wicked nanny of the crib.
I wish I had the balls to say no, it was you who put an end to our relationship and therefore you assume all the consequences alone. But of course I am a coward, I'm no personality, I am without dignity, I am in two words the daughter Yasmin who believes everything he says and swimming day and night in a blue sky dreams of a Children 2 years old in the body of a woman of 20 years.
Once inside, she placed her hand on my thigh and said after starting the car.
- I missed you!
I watched a very long time and I moved back as if nothing had happened.
- Me too. I have not stopped thinking about you last night.
And now the sequence of our romantic soap opera ended when she resumed her true nature.
- You've masturbated many times, thinking about me yesterday?
Here, immediately, expressing disappointment won my face then releasing his hand from my thigh with a nervous gesture, I add.
- Damn, Amira, you can not be romantic for once in your life!
She smiled and said, stroking my hair.
- This is not me who invented the jargon of sex, and there is nothing romantic about the sex act to share the preliminaries! then more than a car, ok then I'll rephrase, how many times your hand was moving back and forth on your little pussy! In
leaned on the window, I shouted angrily.
- Close, ok! It
ria, without saying a word and then stopped at a red light. And X5 is a car stopped near us and the driver, a handsome man with blue eyes she raised her head from the window and said.
- Hi girls! And as Amira
liked being dredged, she smiled and replied.
- Hi, you!
Having confidence after his answer, he continued, leaving his car a little ahead of us.
- I invite you and your girlfriend at a coffee shop, if you wish.
- Yes, of course!
There, I pinched his leg and I whispered to him.
- Are you crazy or what? we do not know the guy! the grumbling and wishing, stop acting like a slut!
She smiled at me nigga then turned his head.
- can not still deny the invitation of a handsome man driving a X5? After
nerves, I cried.
- OK, fine stops the car, I want to get off. She laughed and said
in ridiculing.
- It is already stopped.
I threw one last look trim and I prepared to get up so she grabbed my arm so hard and cried.
- Ok, ok! then looked at the guy and said smilingly, sorry may be another time.
The guy, a little disappointed, made up his glass and replied slowly smoked.
- Do not worry, girls!
Once the green light, the X5 sank into the asphalt at full speed. She looked around and said.
- Are you happy now?
I had a dry chuckle and nervous and I muttered.
- Listen, it makes sense spend quality time together so stop searching always the little beast!
nervous, she lit a cigarette and says.
- You make your jealous because I wanted to have coffee with a guy?
- Do not start please!
This was only the beginning of his film. A healthy dose of nervousness she injects filler before I overdosed in his apartment.
- Make yourself at home! said she, removing his jacket and heading to the refrigerator.
I closed the door behind me, and I sat down quietly on the couch. After a minute, she came to me and sat near me by giving me a beer.
- No, I do not want to thank you.
She smiled, opened a can and says.
- As you like, I'll drink alone.
a gesture nervous, I snatched the can and I cried.
- But damn, you can not kiss me for once without swallowing a single drop of alcohol?
Leaving his tongue, take a walk in her mouth she went without me leave his sight.
- I must get drunk, to act as if you were a guy!
fists clenched, I lowered my head and I whispered in a voice very low.
- Why you do not stop always getting hurt?
She emptied the can and opened the second, stroking my hair.
- You know I'm not a lesbian, but I'm a huge effort with you.
And leaving his hand landed on my belly.
- I do not like pussy! what do you want me to do?
- OK, fine! "I said, making a leap. Then
entering my jacket.
- I always wonder why I yield to your caprices! In
leaning, sensually on a pillow she said, drawing a sly smile.
- Because you're in love with me.
- And I think I paid enough for that! I said, pulling my jacket, suddenly.
She rose, I walked around and said, letting his fingers caress my cheek.
- I wet you want to see? and smiling, or do you want to go?
I held his fingers between mine and I said, eyes burning with desire.
- Why you do that?
- What? said she, putting my thumb between his lips.
And leaving your other hand down gently on my buttocks.
- I want to kiss you.
Approaching my head to hers, until his hot breath tickles my lips.
- At one moment you say you do not like the cat and now you want me?
His hand slipped under my sweater and then her fingers began to climb my stomach and ended up on my chest. By snatching a long kiss, she introduced the other hand that does not lose to find its way to my breasts. After palpating my chest, in a caressing. She nibbled his ear and whispered.
- Tell me you burn with desire as me.
Leaving my legs rubbing his, eagerly, I murmured looking lips.
- I want you.
- Me too! murmured she, by marrying my lips.
Then his right hand, ran down very quickly on my chest and stopped my belt. She tried to unbutton my jeans, but as she could not with one hand. The other came to the rescue. Once unbuttoned, his right hand sliding into my pants. Here she opened her eyes and sniffed the mine, sniffing my breath gathering steam, an extraordinary rate.
- You're wet!
- Yes! "I said, closing his eyes. More
his hand in between my thighs, the more I panted. I was on the brink of enjoying, for the first time, not alone. And it was different, more intense, warm, exciting time to live for two, to cross his eyes at achieving an orgasm.
But unfortunately I have not had the pleasure of access this fun duo. Because when I prepared to cross the seventh heaven, "cried the door. As someone that just nab committing a mistake, she abruptly withdrew her hand, wiped it on my jeans, to the spotted with the jet of cum I secreted as a fountain.
Me too on my part, I buttoned my jeans in the next open door. And it's not a surprise since 99% of his visits were one-person Ilhem, I too hated that day because I was deprived of the enjoyment.
was a girl who had the sense of observation, in excess. Seeing us both sweating, she asked us.
- You were fucking or what?
- But no! Amira said, forcing a laugh, and looking at me with fear, you know that girls disgust me.
- Do not bother reminding me! she said, approaching me.
Then his eyes fell on the small white spot on my jeans, a black unfortunately.
- What's that? she questioned with the intention to put his finger on it.
- It's nothing! it's a little dust is all.
- Ah! agree! then, smiling, going to wash.
And addressing himself to Amira.
- There is a new cafeteria, it's a karaoke together and everyone speaks.
- Ah, cool. And shouting for me to hear, we gonna party darling. Trying
with soap and water to remove the task, which was neither white nor transparent.
- I'm coming!
In the end I managed to make it less noticeable to the naked eye, but frowning and looking carefully, it was still there, proof denouncing our game of legs in the air.
Before getting into the car of Ilhem, she stole this time to her mother, she stopped to take a phone call to a friend. During this short period of time, Amir left his eyes on my black pants and said mockingly.
- Ah, it's still apparent!
- Thanks to you! I said, gritting his teeth to enervation.
She left a sneering laugh, go out and say.
- You got a good brand of love juice.
- Fuck you! I said, laughing.
Have a dose of excitement in the car then a task of remembering my shit sex act for everyone, not to the same footing from what I saw in that cafeteria karaoke.
It was five miles away from where my girlfriend lived. And there were many people inside the stand point of a quarter of an hour.
- Phew! we came to stand? I muttered. We'd better go. Amira
held me by the hand and said.
- Patience! and pointing the finger at a table in the back, the lady and the young man preparing to leave.
- Who? Ilhem questioned.
Then following the lady.
- is his son? or her boyfriend?
Amira, laughed and kids.
- Have you ever seen a mother take coffee alone with his son?
And as I lacked purpose and that the lady and man were far enough, I could not look at them clearly.
- I do not see them well.
- Put on your glasses!
- I've forgotten my home.
A large smile on his lips traced which of Amira said.
- That's it, they go away! will we!
She held me by the arm and pulled me. Approaching the table, my eyes met those of the woman, arm in arm with the young man of 24 years ago, lovingly. Frozen on the ground of surprise, my smile disappeared, and a hoot jumped from my lips.
- Mom?!
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