JanyLove

Welcome to my world

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JanyLove is a young redhead with a voluptuous physical texture that radiates beauty and vitality. Her red hair falls in gentle waves over her shoulders, framing a face full of energy and expressiveness. Her curved, well-proportioned figure captures the attention of those around her.

"I'm not going to tell you."

I want to make it clear that I will be telling real stories and fantasies as I see this as an opportunity to bring out my most hidden fantasies as well.. I'm white, loose hair below the shoulders, brown eyes, 1. I'm 5'8", weighs 68, I wear a 30B breast and my body is curvy.. Our naked bodies, facing each other. Our lips merging into one, my mouth half-open, sticking my tongue into his mouth to find his, my hands rising from his back to the back of his neck as my eyes squint.. Her hands are free, they caress everything they want, ribs, back, buttocks, shoulders.. I feel so happy, I don't even know how I got into this situation, I don't know how I got into the room and I don't know who that woman was I was kissing. As she kissed and my hands ran through her body and hers mine, I led her slowly into bed.. I laid her down on the bed, while I kissed her and lay on her.. Our naked bodies touched. I could feel how every pore in my skin was craving pleasure.. I stopped kissing her, my mouth went to her neck. She twisted her neck so she could enjoy it more.. I started with a few subtle bites on the jugular, which caused a huge sigh from her.. I kissed her neck, little by little, inch by inch, pore by pore, until I reached her chin and climbed back up to those fleshy lips which I licked and tasted with the tip of my tongue.. I started to slowly go down again by his chin, his neck, noticing how his skin was straightening up at the touch of my lips.. I reached the chest and took out the tip of my tongue.. I slid to her left nipple, made the contour of the halo and started licking and biting her nipple until it got pretty hard.. She just sighed, gasped and let me do it.. I went with the tip of my tongue to the right nipple, made the contour of the halo and hooked myself to the nipple like a baby looking for breast milk. I was hard enough, the sensation of seeking breast milk was pleasant, but when I didn't get my reward I went for the other one. I went back with the tip of my tongue to the chest and started to slowly descend through his body.. My hands followed the tongue along its sides very slowly, noticing every rib, every hole... I reached its belly button, slowly made the outline with the tip of the tongue and made a few penetrations in it. God, I was... I slowly went down, kissing deeply until I reached his pubis, and I started biting him.. She groaned, raised her hips, stroked my head and grabbed the sheets tight as she twisted. Looking directly into her eyes, I put my hands on her thighs and with a dry blow I opened her legs. God, that smell came to me, smell of sin, desire and pleasure. I looked at her again but this time with a mean look, she was going to be bad before I gave her pleasure... I jumped her vagina, not without first taking a big bite of that smell that was coming off. With the smile drawn on my face I started to give her slow, intense kisses on the inside of her thighs, very slowly, feeling every pore until I reached her knee and climbed up and gave her a big, big kiss up to her vagina.. But it was still bad, I went down his other thigh giving another big kick up to his knee and climbing. I did it twice more, I wanted him to get impatient, to beg with desire... in one of the climbs I blew on my saliva impregnated in his thighs so that he felt that coolness among so many flames of pleasure. I reached into her vagina, with the tip of my tongue I ran over her outer lips. With two fingers I separated those fleshy lips that protruded to meet the inmates. I started absorbing them hard.. God, they were soaking wet... I opened her vagina wide, and I stuck my tongue inside her, starting to make big circles inside.. How she groaned, how she arched her back, how she twisted her arms and grabbed the sheets.. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, almost unclenching my jaw, wanting to taste all that delicious nectar that emanated from that mountain of Venus.. Licking all over the inside, like a bitch in heat. With my thumb I began to press on the clitoris as I continued to lick and bring that sweet nectar to my mouth. I changed positions, started licking her clitoris with passion, desperate, while I stuck two fingers together deep into her vagina.. I moved them up and down, side to side, in circles, licking and sucking her clitoris.. There I was, sucking the vagina off of a woman I didn't even know her name.. A silence was made in the room, only my tongue was sounding licking the clitoris and my fingers sinking into her vagina, I knew I was about to and I didn't want to miss it.. I took my mouth back into her vagina, longing for her to discharge that sweet nectar with which we were blessed.. I moved my fingers on her clitoris quickly, pressing harder and harder until a big jet of her nectar went straight to my mouth.. I didn't stop rubbing her clitoris until it came out every drop... I picked up everything that came out and more licking the inside, swallowed the vast majority, god that rich was. I couldn't taste that delicious treat alone, so I went upstairs with a little of her sweet nectar to her lips and melting into a kiss I shared the taste of pleasure. I lay down next to her, exhausted, what can I say about her, she was still breathing very fast, she looked at me and smiled and said, "My name is Daniela".

I had not finished eating when he surprised me with kisses on my neck, some soft others brushing his teeth. I started getting hotter and hotter when he pulled down his pants and I saw that cock so juicy and tasty. He pulled down my pants and lace panties with great eagerness and pushed me onto the couch and I sat in front of that dick he put in my mouth.. I felt it hard, sliding down the folds of the palate, she took it out so I could suck it off comfortably, I surrounded her with my tongue and generated saliva that I had never gotten, thick and white, I spat it out and let it fall down her glans and rubbing the tip of my tongue with her frenulum, I squeezed Well, her eggs while I sucked them, knowing that there was my precious milk accumulating.. Then he put twenty nails on my arm on the couch, licked and spat on my ass, slapped me and started hitting me as many times as he wanted, my level of excitement was so high, my moans must have deafened anyone who was listening. And I'm already on my knees in front of him begging, I'd say, demanding my milk, while I'm sucking my tits, my prefect tits, while I'm sucking my nipples. Until at last that delicious warm milk fell down my lips and my tits, part I tasted in my mouth with my fingers, sucking it from my nipples and the rest I spread over those same parts, thus leaving this milk fanatic pleased and more I did not remember having tasted one before It's so delicious..

He was my new partner at work, but after spending so many hours together, they had done chemistry.. I didn't know much about him.. Single, he spent much of his income on motorcycles and travel and lived in a small, unobtrusive, minimalist apartment. We accepted his invitation that afternoon to have a drink at his house, thinking I would find someone else, a girlfriend or special friend to talk to, but that was not the case.. I watched them talk and share anecdotes or Dani give him advice.. I was bored.. And a lot. Such was the boredom, that in my mind I began to think of the option of that afternoon ending with some trio. I didn't like it, that's right, but sometimes, the imagination gives more pleasure than the real thing.. Maybe, mentally, I was absent from that terrace where we were sitting.. My shoelaces were tighter than a few minutes before and that was because of the moisture that had suddenly appeared between my legs.. I had to stop.. I went to the bathroom with the intention of drying, cleaning and preventing it from going any further or the smell might give me away.. It had a small bathroom.. Cuckoo, cute, practical, but small. Sitting there, I was thinking about how to cover up that first stain on the licra that shouldn't be there.. I thought about using wet wipes, but I didn't see any, just plain, ordinary toilet paper.. I hated to wipe myself with paper at times like this, because it would break and stick to my lips.. I opened one of the only two drawers in the bathroom cabinet, hoping to see some towels.. My surprise was capital letters.. Half hidden, but visible by the small size of the furniture, I saw the towels, next to a box of condoms and a book.. I couldn't believe it when I saw the title.. 25 Stories to enjoy in solitude by Monica Leggins. My book, that boy had my book, and from the bookmarks in chapter six, I think he had already started reading it.. ¿Would I have been related in any way? Would I know who wrote it? Would he or I bring it up in the afternoon? I thought about signing him, but then yes or no, he'd find out, but I felt like playing.. ¿How do you do something discreet and direct at the same time? I thought of something.. Since it was wet and the smell was so characteristic, why not perfumed those pages? I ran my finger through the clitoris several times and, once wet, I would dry it between the pages of the book, putting more emphasis on the front and back covers.. I put the book back where it was, put my tights on and went back out on the terrace.. I sat and looked at John, my reader, thinking, would today, his straw, be different from days ago?

The subway lights flash intermittently, creating a suggestive atmosphere in the car. Comfortable in my seat, I feel the gentle rub of my silk dress against my thighs.. My eyes get lost in the fluctuations of the people around me, and my mind starts to wander, weaving uncontrollable fantasies.. At that moment, my thoughts are far from the daily routine. My shyness mixes with a hidden audacity, and that night, on the subway, I'm determined to make a fantasy that's been in my mind a long time come true.. The car is full of passengers, and the thought of what I'm about to do makes me feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement.. With dissimulation, I let my hand rest on my lap, and I begin to gently stroke my thigh. The dim lights of the subway help to hide my daring gesture, but my senses are alert, aware of any prying eyes. My mind is filled with images, scenarios I've only glimpsed in my wildest dreams.. I close my eyes for a moment and imagine myself surrounded by strangers, each alien to my secret.. I feel the touch of their bodies, the electricity in the air, and my hands continue their journey, approaching places only a lucky few have explored.. The vibration of the subway adds to the excitement of the moment, and I can't help but bite my lower lip to contain a groan.. I'm wrapped in a secret lust, a pleasure only I know. The adrenaline is flowing through my veins, and the thought of being caught in the middle of my daring only adds fuel to the fire of my desire.. My fingers find their way, stroking the silky lace of my underwear.. My breathing becomes short, and I feel the heat emanating from my body.. I look around, looking for signs that someone else is aware of my mischievous affair, but everyone seems absorbed in their own thoughts.. Every caress is a breath, a whisper to my own senses.. My thighs tremble slightly, and my hips twitch in response to my intimate caresses.. I feel pleasure building inside me, like a wave rising slowly, threatening to drag me away.. The subway stops at a station, and my heart beats faster. Fearing to be discovered, I withdraw my hand carefully and take a deep breath.. The door opens, and I see new people getting on the train.. The temptation to continue is overwhelming, but I decide to wait.. After all, this fantasy has only just begun.. The subway resumes its journey, and my mind is already working out new antics for the next leg of the journey.. I close my eyes again and let myself be carried away by the pleasure that the night promises. My body is a silent accomplice in this adventure, eager to explore unknown territories and experience the ecstasy that can only come from the release of secret desires.. The next station is coming, and I know my adventure must wait for another opportunity.. My lips are open, my breath is agitated. The carriage is filled with new passengers, and my heart beats with a mixture of desire and excitement.. My mind is already planning the next chapter of this daring journey.. As the subway moves on, my thoughts wander over forbidden grounds. I imagine new ways to play with mystery and passion, to explore the confines of my own lust.. The prospect of being discovered, of sharing this secret with a stranger, adds a level of excitement I can't resist.. I look around, evaluating passengers with curious eyes.. ¿Who could be complicit in my most daring desires? Who would be willing to share this thrilling adventure in the city's subway? Anyone could be the one, and that uncertainty is part of the excitement.. The subway stops again, and this time, my resolve is firm. My hand slips discreetly between my legs, finding its way to temptation once more.. I close my eyes and plunge into the sensation of pleasure that intoxicates me. My body responds to my caresses with an urgency that cannot be ignored.. As my excitement grows, my lips get wet with desire. I'm still the only one aware of the daring mischief that's going on in that little corner of the subway.. The vibration of the carriage mixes with the drowning sighs that escape from my lips, and I can't help but look around me with sneaky eyes, looking for any sign of complicity in the faces of my fellow travelers. Pleasure is a rising tide inside me, a wave of ecstasy that threatens to drag me. I keep going, my body twists in the seat as my fingers find the perfect rhythm.. My mind is drunk, and the fantasies come in bursts, each bolder than the last.. The subway comes to my station, and the final sigh escapes my lips as my fingers abandon their task. It's been an intense and daring adventure.. I get out of the car, my legs trembling, and I blend in with the crowd of passengers who follow their way. But deep down, I know that tonight was not an end point, but a pause in a series of experiences that will lead me to explore more and more deeply my innermost desires..

It was a warm afternoon, the sun was shining through the curtains, bathing the room in a golden light that invited intimacy.. I was in Michael's photography studio, a place I knew well from having collaborated on several occasions.. This time, however, the session promised to be different.. Michael, with his camera in hand, looked at me with expert eyes, capturing every angle of my figure with admirable skill.. His presence was comforting, and his professionalism undeniable.. But, that afternoon, something in the air was different.. There was a latent electricity, a sensual tension that took over the room.. As the session progressed, the clicks from the camera were mixed with whispers of approval and words of encouragement.. I felt free, confident, and my body responded naturally to Michael's cues. Every pose, every look, was one more step toward exploring my innermost desires.. Gradually, the environment became charged with magnetic energy, and the distance between us became narrower and narrower.. His firm, warm hands gently held me in place, while his breath rubbed my skin, awakening sensations that spread throughout my body.. In an instant, our eyes met and time seemed to stand still.. In her eyes, I found a desire that matched mine, a complicity that brought us together in that game of seduction.. Without words, without explanation, we knew that this encounter transcended photography.. The barriers have vanished and we surrender to the moment.. His lips met mine in a passionate, fiery kiss.. Every caress, every touch, was a promise of shared pleasure and complicity.. We merge into a dance of desire, exploring every corner of our skin, letting passion guide us.. The room was filled with soft moans and whispers of pleasure, like a melody we composed together.. Every moment was an explosion of sensations, a symphony of pleasure that enveloped us in its spell.. The photo shoot went on for hours, but time faded into the fog of desire that enveloped us.. Every click of the camera was like another caress, every pose an invitation to explore our deepest yearnings.. My body slid gracefully and sensuously through the studio, while Michael, the creator of this provocative choreography, led me with skill and passion.. Every look was a compliment, every word a sigh of approval.. The sexual tension that had unleashed between us was palpable, and every moment, it became more intense.. Clothes became a nuisance that neither of us wanted to endure any longer.. After countless takes, we decided to take a short break.. As I wrapped myself in a fine silk robe that lay nearby, Michael watched my figure with desire in his eyes. I felt vulnerable and powerful at the same time, knowing that my body was the object of his desire and admiration.. We sat together on a couch, sharing a glass of red wine, while our feet stroked under the table.. Words were unnecessary; our looks and smiles spoke for themselves.. I felt my heart pounding, anticipating what was to come next.. The passion burst with overwhelming intensity.. Her lips met mine in a kiss that burned like fire, and our tongues danced in a sensual game of desire and lust.. His hands streaked through my skin eagerly, gliding masterfully through the curves of my body.. The couch became our altar of passion, and we gave ourselves unreservedly to our deepest desires.. Every caress, every bite, every groan, was an expression of our ardent complicity.. The photography, which had been the pretext, faded into the background as we plunged into a world of sensations and ecstasy.. My fingers became entangled in his hair as I let myself be swept along by the waves of pleasure he generated.. He, in turn, held me tight, leading me to the edge of the abyss over and over again.. It was as if our souls had intertwined in an erotic and eternal dance.. The room echoed with our moans and whispers, like a seductive melody filling the air.. Every touch, every kiss, every look, pushed us beyond the limits of known pleasure.. Finally, exhausted but full, we lie together, our breaths entwined in the calm that follows the storm.. At that moment, I knew that the photo shoot had transcended the boundaries of the professional, becoming a passionate encounter that I would hold in my memory forever..