Early summer. The school year ended a few days ago and it all coincided with my 18th birthday. I'm a shy boy and that takes its toll on my relationship with girls. As you can see from my age, I have hormones on the rise and even more so when you come out of a relatively stable adolescence without a partner. My computer - covertly - is a porn amusement park. Behind the folders Free Adult Sex Chat Room of high school jobs or computer games there are thousands of clips of the different national and world porn stars. Susy Gala, Nekane, Ava Addams, Nikki Benz, Nicole Aniston among many others... All of them have accompanied me during my adolescence in my thousand handjobs per year. I really enjoyed shaking it off while keeping an eye out for anyone to catch me.
In spite of everything, I didn't always shake it with celebrities, many times when I went out for a drink with my group of friends, one always kept in mind the picture of my friends, who at that age are already well established. In the end, you'd come home and break it off thinking about that schoolmate of yours who'd been savagely embedded. But not only with girls my age, I started jerking off with Loli, my sister's best friend. My sister gets 14 years from me free live sex chat online , so she and her friend are 32. Loli is a sexual beast. She has round breasts that border on perfection and an ass that would blow anyone's mind. Her vice face and full lips gave me a hand job when I was only 12 or 13. Now, at 18, I can say that I gave her more than a hundred handjobs in my solitude in her honor.
The point, which I miss, is that we in the class had set up a traditional early summer dinner. This dinner was special, since weeks later each of us would spread out across the Spanish geography in search of our university future. We had all grown up together since primary school and now we were very close to breaking our friendship ring. That's why the occasion deserved to be arranged accordingly. However, I'm too laid-back for all that and I had a few scratches that gave the impression of being a dirty guy. As I was always so lazy, I stood up on the very Saturday of the dinner without going to the hairdresser. So first thing in the morning I called my regular free online adult cam hairdresser to make an express appointment. Coincidentally, my hairdresser had taken his vacation early and in our small town I didn't have many other places to go. What do I do now?
My sister came into the salon and observed my desperation. I explained the subject to her and she suggested that she had an appointment with a hairdresser friend of hers outside regular business hours. I asked her to tell her, and after a quick call, she agreed. We had an appointment at 3:00 p.m. The hairdresser was in her forties and quite decent, having just landed from her third honeymoon. That woman was the typical busty woman who, without being excessively pretty, leaves you no choice as to the look. There we stood on time and entered the establishment, which was a small room in her own house. When I opened the door I was left in a checkered state: there was Loli. I had thought that, as it was outside of business hours, it would just be me and my sister, but it turned out that the next day they were going to baptize a mutual friend and Loli also needed to go to the hairdresser's with some urgency.
Our hairdresser friend in her forties only had two chairs in front of her work table with a large mirror. My sister gave me her turn and there I was, sitting next to the woman for whom I had jerked off in my teens. The hairdresser free online adult cams started her normal job and my sister grabbed a gossip magazine to keep herself entertained while the hairdresser told her about the exploits of her recent trip. Loli knew me, she knew that I was very excited. We had never discussed it, but my look had been giving me away for years. She knew that I had shaken it off a thousand times thinking about her. That hot early summer afternoon she was wearing a tight T-shirt that enhanced her rounded breasts and she was also wearing a blue miniskirt with a heart attack. I knew she would play with me. Several times she quickly crossed her legs like in that famous movie, one of those times she even stopped for a moment so that I, through the mirror, could catch her thin white thread in a thong mode. The rag they put in your hairdresser's so that your hair doesn't fall out, already hid my erection. My short jeans had a lot of pressure and I needed to free my dick.
Suddenly, in the conversation between the hairdresser and my sister, they decide to go up to see the photos of the trip on the hairdresser's personal computer. I was already afraid of the worst. Loli, who was also invited, rejected the idea because she had to call I don't know who. I, who didn't look like anything, decided to wait in my chair. Her look through the mirror intimidated me. When the hairdresser and my sister came up to the house to look at the pictures, I felt a great tension. Loli had me on her turf. After a slight turn of the head to make sure we were alone, Loli took her hand out and slowly pushed it into my rag. Soon he felt my erection and I still remember his surprised face when he saw that I was tremendously excited. Not without my help to avoid being caught by the zipper, Loli kept lowering his fly until my hard penis was released. I sighed, I knew what was coming.
Loli, who was only looking at me through the mirror despite being less than a meter away, wrapped his hand around my cock. My dick was free live hot chat already on fire, her hand too. I was tense and the situation was not too pleasant for me. Little by little Loli started to move her wrist up and down in a sensual and relaxing movement. He made imaginary eights and I started to see the stars. His look was perverse, I could see in his face how he enjoyed watching me squirm in the chair. My tension was diluted and gave way to a tranquility worthy of any soft drug. She used to end the agitation by putting her index finger on top of my cock, noticing my pre-seminal fluid that she used to lubricate. Still, she needed to take her hand out a couple of times to quickly salivate and continue to put pressure on my burning penis. We both looked back from time to time to see that our afternoon companions at the hairdresser's were still not coming down.
Loli progressively increased the speed. The jolts were getting stronger and faster. I was already completely beaten on the chair, letting myself go. The background music overshadowed a couple of moaning attempts that I couldn't avoid. His beat was getting more and more agitated and I was noticing that my resistance was getting weaker. At one point, my rock-hard dick ended up being a volcano of erupting semen. My run was abundant, as I hadn't played solitaire for days. I managed to involuntarily spit out large doses of milk that caused me to moan with high intensity, but which the radio was able to hide, or so I think. Loli was satisfied watching me squirm with pleasure. Progressively I slowed down the shaking until I finished the best straw I have ever had in my life, even though that ranking is not too wide.
His hand was completely full of my jizz. The rag was also shot from my run and my pants were wet. Slowly he withdrew his hand and, now looking me in the eyes face to face, he put his fingers in his mouth to lick my semen. When he finished with the fingers he passed to the rest of the hand. He took care to show me how he swallowed my most personal flow. I was still erect at the sight of such a spectacle. Loli stood up, removed the cloth that hid the whole scene and kissed subtly and sweetly the back of my cock. He also licked with his tongue all my cocoon to clean me. She came to my ear and whispered to me: "I will never forget the warmth of your milk. He kissed me on the cheek and went to the bathroom to clean himself.
Stupefied by what had just happened, I panicked and could do nothing but walk out of that place on my feet. Years later, when I pass that unforgettable woman on the street, she continues to torture me by simulating the gesture of beating my erect penis with one hand. Many years later, I still remember that day at the hairdresser's when I try to relax while playing solitaire.
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