My erotic story begins like this. I was a first-year student at the Faculty of Music, in Spain. My life was pretty normal, not beautiful nor bad.
I used to sing a lot, to learn, to have fun in the club with my friends and other normal things for my age. My main activity was to enjoy every minute of my life; at least, until I met…him. It all started when my two best friends invited me to join them at the pub on their day off. There, the strangest thing happened.
Everybody was staring at us! I guess it doesn’t happen every day to see three hot Scottish girls, a blonde and two brunettes, entering a tiny pub like that one. Anyway, this is not all; when I entered the pub, I saw the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen, a tall brunet with big green eyes and two incredible dimples. I stopped for a second because I felt I had no air. He noticed that I was staring at him so he looked back to me and smiled…It was the most beautiful and innocent smile I saw. However, I felt really ashamed and tried to look for a table as far away from him as possible. My friends saw what happened and began making flat jokes about me. After a couple of minutes, guess what! The brunet came to us and said hello. I was frozen…I just wanted to disappear. My friends started giggling while ‘the guy’ tried talking to me. By the way, his name is Alex. What happened next was a dream came true. My friends left us alone and we started talking on different funny topics. I started laughing a lot, I started running my fingers through my hair and talking more than I should have. Then we walked in the park, we went to see a movie (I don’t remember a thing of it, I was too distracted by Alex), and at night…I invited him to my house. I know what you all believe now, that I am a slut. But that was the first time when I did such a thing, I am usually very conservative. He accepted my invitation and…he offered me the most beautiful moments of my life.
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That night was magic. He took my clothes off, he kissed me all over my body and he touched me like nobody else did. I adored feeling his soft hands on my breast, on my hips, his fingers running through my hair…His naked and warm body moved slowly above me. I was all sweat and full of desire. Feeling the sound of his breath on my neck made me feel extremely horny… Seeing his perfect naked bodymade me wish to feel him deep inside of me. I was fascinated by his desire to dominate me and I enjoyed being his sexual slave. After we made love, I knew I was deeply in love with him. He held me in his strong arms all night long….
When I woke up in the morning, he was not there anymore. Instead of him, I found a note that said: ‘The moments spent with you were the most beautiful in my entire life. Please forgive me for not confessing you the truth, but our relationship is impossible…I love you, Alex’. I didn’t even know how to react. All I know is that thousands of tears quickly came out from my eyes. That breathless morning, I realized that he vanished away as fast as he appeared in my life and that happiness only lasts for a second. I tried to move on but I was not the same anymore. Everyone around me noticed serious changes in my attitude and tried to encourage me but it was all in vain. I was sadder by day.
After about one month, somebody knocked at my door. It was really Alex. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was angry and happy in the same time, and I asked him:
‘What do you want?’
‘You deserve an explanation, please let me in…’ he replied.
So, I let him in and tried to be as calm as possible. I didn’t want him to see me crying so I killed every tear who wanted to betray me. He explained to me that he has been married for 5 years, that he has one little boy and that his marriage is not working anymore. Although they haven’t even been sleeping together anymore for a long time, he said it was the first time when he cheated on his wife (with me). Afterwards, he confessed me that his feelings for me were bigger than he ever believed and during the month we haven’t seen each other he realized he cannot live without me. I couldn’t help myself from crying and I hugged him as tight as I could. I didn’t care he was married; all I wanted was to be with him. How are we nowadays? Well, after some time he asked his wife for a divorce and moved in with me. The sex is still great and we began experiencing more things in bed and in other places: parks, wardrobes, public toilets, etc…What can I say? I’m a happy woman!
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