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In the corner of the soul, where silence speaks, self-love is born, flame that does not go out. Amid shadows and lights, he discovers his essence, a powerful echo, a firm presence.. Don't expect the world to give you what you deserve, plant in your garden the flowers you deserve. Raise your esteem like the sun at dawn, shining brightly, without perishing. In the mirror of life, reflect your worth, like an eternal poem that the wind does not divert. Love the masterpiece that you are yourself, a perfect canvas, a universe without abyss. Don't look for what's inside you in others, self-love is the purest splendor. Love yourself passionately, like the flower in spring, you'll find you're your own flag. In the dance of time, in the symphony of being, discover that loving yourself is being reborn.. Raise your wings, fly high and fearless, because in self-love, you find your best glow.
As he took my hands gently, I didn't understand until later what he was trying to do, because I was afraid he was going to hurt me but not seduce me.
Pulling his hands away from mine, he began to caress my leg with both hands, while asking me if I wanted to be his crush. I replied with a clear denial, but I kept insisting... From now on no one is going to bother you, accept to be my doll and you will see how nice we are going to have it... As he moved his hands away from my leg again, telling him that I was a boy and not a girl, he took one of my hands and made me bring it to his crotch.
He started stroking my leg with both hands, while asking me if I wanted to be his lover. I answered with a clear no, but he kept insisting... from now on no one will bother you, accept to be my doll and you will see how nice we will have it. He took one of my hands and made me carry it to his crotch..
His member was erect, hard and he asked if I wanted to touch it directly, while he gave me a forced kiss on the mouth... I shuddered even more and asked him if touching him would let me go, he said yes, then out of fear and shudder I let him bring my hand to his penis which was hot and half wet, it was thick and relatively large... After doing so, I immediately put out my hand and stood up... He grabbed me by the waist and made me sit on his lap while kissing me on the neck... I'm going to let you go if you'll agree to be my girl and then my wife... In order for him to let me go, I agreed to be one... Immediately afterwards I lost my fear and I got up making an effort and left it, I left.
The next day in class he changed seats and he sat behind me and whenever he could he whispered, "You'll be mine and nobody else's doll".. But I didn't like it until after a week, I got up the courage and stuck his tube in.. It sounds like a lie, but he never bothered me again, except sometimes when I was alone, he would send kisses in secret and whisper you'd be my girl, don't you like me? That would make me angry and I would run away or retire as soon as possible.. During the week that I was bothered, I started to remember everything that happened and I was shaking just thinking about being his girlfriend and then his wife.
When he stopped bothering me, I started to get interested in dressing as a kid in my sister's or my mother's clothes, hiding bras, nylon stockings, corsets, tights, baby dolls and at night in my room I would sit. In the days when I had the house alone, I wore a full dress, painted my fingernails and toenails, wore pressure earrings, necklaces with braces, a wig and gradually learned to make up.…
I would go out to the patio of the house to learn how to walk in cleats and it was exciting to feel the wind blow through my legs and whole body. Always thinking shuddering about being Ronald's girl... even if nothing ever happened to him. Little by little he became my platonic love... Looking at myself in the mirror in the silence of the room or with romantic music when I was alone, I longed with a shudder to be Ronald's wife more and more.
The first sight of me as a girl enraptured me, then it became a shuddering longing to be his, so I prepared a and hallucinated to be his wife while the mirror was the mute spectator. That's how the years went by and whenever I can I dress completely and I become his wife... I didn't see him again, but I keep thinking about what would have happened. if he accepted Ronald's proposal at the time... Be his girl and then his wife.
In the corner of the soul, where silence speaks, self-love is born, flame that does not go out. Amid shadows and lights, he discovers his essence, a powerful echo, a firm presence.. Don't expect the world to give you what you deserve, plant in your garden the flowers you deserve. Raise your esteem like the sun at dawn, shining brightly, without perishing. In the mirror of life, reflect your worth, like an eternal poem that the wind does not divert. Love the masterpiece that you are yourself, a perfect canvas, a universe without abyss. Don't look for what's inside you in others, self-love is the purest splendor. Love yourself passionately, like the flower in spring, you'll find you're your own flag. In the dance of time, in the symphony of being, discover that loving yourself is being reborn.. Raise your wings, fly high and fearless, because in self-love, you find your best glow.
In the secret garden of your being blossoms, a self-love that the soul trembles. Like a radiant sun in the inner sky, it illuminates your being with an eternal brilliance. Don't look outside for what's already inside you, the divine spark that resides in your essence.. You're a poem that writes itself, a constant verse in the book of selfishness. Dare to love yourself intensely, as the ocean embraces the vastness. In every scar, find your beauty, because in self-love lies strength. Don't let the shadow extinguish your light, be the beacon that guides, the calm that seduces. In the dance of life, be your best partner, because self-love is the most faithful counselor. Lift up your words, let them be bridges of love, building a path to your own ardor. In the echo of your laughter, discover the melody, because loving yourself is the greatest poetry.
I open my mouth just a little, with a mixture of fear and excitement.. I almost touch her, touch her, touch her. I dare not, I have her before me, hard, throbbing, so close.. It's too big, it won't fit in my little bitch mouth. I'll open it a little bit more... I'm so close to it, I can feel a drop of pre-seminal fluid coming out of that big purple cocoon in front of me. I stick out my tongue, taste it, it tastes salty.. My hand is clutching the log that I have before me.. Another drop is coming.. Mm, my tongue tastes it, I want more.. I want a dick... I want that meat bar in my mouth... I rub my glans with my lips, there's no turning back.. Dressed for him, for the occasion.
Tight black dress, black stockings, my favorite bra that almost like a thong can't cover my dick when I start to get all tangled up.. High heels, black dress inlaid, a plug in my anus and a dick on my lips.. I'm a whore... And I like it, I want more.. My lips are lower, I feel the end of the glans.. I don't have enough, I want more... I want it all.. I can feel it throbbing in my mouth... My vagina is soaked and eager to feel it inside, but I'll take my time, today I'm a whore, today I'm eating my first dick. On my knees before him I drink as much as I can, it doesn't fit whole, I take it out a little, but I immediately come back for more.. I feel the salty taste on my tongue, I feel the fatty veins.. I stroke his testicles with my right hand, while with my left hand I squeeze a firm ass... I swallow his penis with pleasure, like a whore.. The saliva is escaping from my mouth.. And I am entertained by picking it up with my tongue.. I'm going through every fold, every inch of that wonderful dick that fills me.. A leap from the base of the cock to the glans causes its tail to jump, emitting a growl.. I make him moan with my mouth.. He's my first dick, my first man... I want you to run... But not yet, I want more dick.. And I'm going to put it all back in, a little arch... I'm not gonna stop, I want it all in my mouth... So I swallow deeper, I feel it trying to make its way down my throat, deep inside... My lips touch his balls and I stick out my tongue, he trembles.. It shakes, it starts moving... to fuck my mouth.. I've been screaming for my vagina to be released for a while, but today I'm not, today I'm a little girl, a fucking cocksucker with a big dick in my throat... I'm taking it out again to run it again with my tongue... I look into his eyes.. -¿You want to fuck in my mouth? - I ask you with tenderness..
In response, I feel the dick in my throat again... I'm a whore and I want her milk, I want to feel it on my tongue.. In my throat.. I'm touching his balls, looking into his eyes again.. I want your milk... I can feel it shaking... He can't take it anymore... His dick is swollen... I want her... I want it all.. Damela.. Run it.. A groan announces it to me.. His dick swells up... In my mouth.. And shoot.. It throws a mighty jet I can't contain.. and another.. and another.. Splashed my face.. My stockings.. My skin.. But I want it in my mouth, I put it back in, and with one last push it throws a jet down my throat... I swallow it, his dick still in my mouth... I clean it, I suck it back, looking for more of that thick semen... of that elixir. I collect the drops from my face and my dress, I take them to my mouth, I taste them... He's leaving... And she takes her dick, but she turns around, she comes up to me and she whispers in my ear, "You're a delicious little bitch"... And he leaves... I touch my panties.. They're soaked... Looks like this gulf got them wet while sucking..
A friend of mine and I, we'll call him Erik, who lived 300 miles away, we chatted all the time on the computer, and we were slowly making video calls.. At first, it was just normal video calls, to tell us how your day was, play some online game... And that night, the games took a step forward.. It was a Friday night, we were both alone in our rooms, and we started talking like we used to.. We started playing parchís on a website that I don't know if it's going to exist anymore, and we started video calling to go over the moves, and we would sting each other every time one ate the other.. That night she beat me the first two, and her hesitations soon blossomed.. Every time he danced on the cam, I would see his dick under his pajamas move, and the truth is, I think he beat me because I was distracted watching him and touching me thinking about the.
Me: wow, you're on top today
Erik: I always beat you, you have nothing to do against me
Me: don't want to bet, because next time I'm gonna win it
Erik: And if I wanted to bet you would you be willing to gamble?
I'm so sure I'm gonna win, if I lose I'll strip for you
That sentence left him a little shocked. We were good friends, and although we talked about sex almost without taboo, we never even considered it. But I think he was also very hot, and after a few seconds he answered me:
Erik: I'm sure I see you. But I don't know if I'd dare to do something like that if I lost..
Me: In short, you're not so sure you can beat me again, coward.
Erik: Look at that. If I lose, I can only show you my dick. That left me a little disappointed, because I thought I wanted to play to the end. But on the other hand, I thought I could heat it up so much that eventually we'd teach each other everything.
Me: Well, I'll take the deal, let's play the game. It was very interesting, and the spikes were obviously very high pitched.. I told him I was prepared to see him without his pants on, and he (who, though he never wanted to admit it, I could see that he was touching himself too.) I was saying it wouldn't be worth it to go back and not get naked.. The end of the game was coming, we were both missing a chip to put in, and only the luck of the dice would decide who would win... And I won.. His face changed, for he thought he had won..
I told you I'd win, so you know what you're getting into..
Erik: I don't know what trap you set. But it's okay. She lowered her cam, perfectly focusing on her penis still covered in pajamas. He started groping it over his pants and then underneath, still not showing me anything..
Erik: Don't touch so fast, I want the rematch and see what you're playing with
Me: Of course you're going to see it, but first it's your turn. He finally took off his pants, and fuck what a good dick he had. He started playing with it, for me it's fun.
Erik: What do you think?
Me: pfff is perfect, how I would love to play with the
Erik: Now it's your turn to show me something..
I'm physically average-sized, white, brown eyes. Not so small but not too big, big buttocks, orange hair and I'm Colombian. The story I'm about to tell you is about when I got into Omegle out of boredom and ended up having virtual sex with someone who lives three states away from me. I put them more in context..
We talked for a while and he asked me my name, age and where I was from and I went to him, and then I went on to show him my breasts and he loved it. I told him if he didn't want to talk, then by dm and he said yes and I just left him my number and I left.. Then she texted me and we went on to make a video call but I had to cut it off because they were talking to me but the next day we talked again we exchanged some hot messages and I said if you could tell me all that by phone it warmed me up more. He called me and asked me what I was wearing, I remember that I was wearing a onesie and I was already getting very hot because he had already been groping me for a long time and I was already very hot, very wet (by the way he has a long cock, he looks super rich and when he comes uffff🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤) well I was very wet and with his voice ufff I got much wetter and the call didn't even last 5 minutes when I I had already come and he had to leave and I continued with my normal activities.
Woman's body, white hills, white thighs, you resemble the world in your attitude of surrender. My wild peasant's body undermines you and makes the son jump from the bottom of the earth. I went alone like a tunnel. The birds fled from me, and the night entered me with its mighty invasion. To survive I forged you like a weapon, like an arrow in my bow, like a stone. AM
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