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Speaker 1: presents the Lonely Masturbator Story twelve. Please put it in.
Speaker 1: I survived a close call with Brab the Butcher and
Speaker 1: was grateful that I did to ensure I wouldn't find
Speaker 1: myself in a similar situation. They're only having sex in
Speaker 1: the backseat of my car. I opted to stay home
Speaker 1: the entire week. I chose self pleasure until it was
Speaker 1: time for Gonzalo and I could be together again. The
Speaker 1: evening was finally upon us as he arrived promptly at
Speaker 1: seven point thirty. I had prepared another authentic Mexican dish,
Speaker 1: as my house smelled a combination of spicy food perfect,
Speaker 1: and my hot internal hormones exuding out of my body.
Speaker 1: Gonzamo came into my home as the arrival wrapped the
Speaker 1: evening with anticipation. The memory of our last felt attempt
Speaker 1: hung in the air, mingling with the aromatic spices of
Speaker 1: Mexican dishes that I had prepared. Despite our best efforts
Speaker 1: to move past it, the awkward mislingered. The tension was
Speaker 1: stick pulsating between us like an electric current as we
Speaker 1: both grappled with our unfulfilled desires and the fear of
Speaker 1: another disappointment. Gonzalo's eyes kept darting towards me, filled with
Speaker 1: a mixture of longing and uncertainty. I could see the
Speaker 1: struggle with enem the battle between his lightness and the
Speaker 1: primal urge to act on his desires. His gaze would
Speaker 1: linger on my curves, tracing the lines of my body
Speaker 1: before he would catch himself and then quickly look away
Speaker 1: as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. The atmosphere in the
Speaker 1: home was charged, the heavy air with anticipation and unspoken words.
Speaker 1: The breathtaking view of class beads stretched out before us,
Speaker 1: the soft crashing of the waves against the shore providing
Speaker 1: a soothing backdrop to our tense interaction. The spices and
Speaker 1: flavors intermingling with the heaty scent of my perfume created
Speaker 1: a sensory overload that only heightened sexual tension between us.
Speaker 1: Despite our hesitancy, the pull between us was undern We
Speaker 1: circled each other, engaging in polite conversation while the undercurrent
Speaker 1: of sexual tension threatened to consume us. The memory of
Speaker 1: our past failure loomed, a reminder of the wrists we
Speaker 1: face in pursuing our intimacy once again. Yet the longing
Speaker 1: in our eyes and the electricity crackling between us hinted
Speaker 1: at the possibility of a second chance, impending an opportunity
Speaker 1: to explore the connection we both so desperately craved. May
Speaker 1: I join you on the sofa, he politely asked, as
Speaker 1: my heart beat increased and my pussy moistened. We hope
Speaker 1: you're enjoying the show and hopefully enjoying yourself. All listening
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Speaker 1: go ahead and conclude this episode. As Gonzalo finally settled
Speaker 1: beside me on the sofa, my heart raced with anticipation.
Speaker 1: This was the closest we had been all night, and
Speaker 1: the proximity was both exhilarating and terrifying. The heat of
Speaker 1: my body radiated towards me, his masculine set wrapping around
Speaker 1: me like a seductive embrace. Every nerve ending in my
Speaker 1: body tingled with awareness, attuned to his presence, My breast
Speaker 1: became labored as his sty brushed against mine. The innocent
Speaker 1: contact sent a jolt of electricity through my veins. I
Speaker 1: could feel the tension coiling within me, a delicious ache
Speaker 1: that pulsated between my legs. The desire to close the
Speaker 1: remaining distance between us was overwhelming, yet I remained still
Speaker 1: paralyzed by the fear of making the first move. The
Speaker 1: energy continued to crackle with intensity, the unspoken passing between
Speaker 1: our bodies like a silent conversation. In that moment, the
Speaker 1: rest of the world faded away, leaving only the two
Speaker 1: of us suspended in a bubble of anticipation and desire.
Speaker 1: Grabbed my hands, looked into my eyes and said, you're
Speaker 1: so beautiful. I'm so glad we've had the second chance,
Speaker 1: and I'm so ready to get serious with you. Then
Speaker 1: he asked, do you know what I thought about the
Speaker 1: whole time I didn't see you? I answered honestly, not
Speaker 1: pretending I didn't want to hear it. Then he clarified
Speaker 1: that he was referring to me before he could voice,
Speaker 1: but he had been yearning to tell me. His fingers
Speaker 1: tenderly grabbed my face as his lips met mine with
Speaker 1: a fever that set my soul on fire. In that moment,
Speaker 1: time ceased to exist and the room melted away, leaving
Speaker 1: only the two of us and a kiss that was
Speaker 1: both a promise and a revelation, a long awaited result
Speaker 1: of the pasturing simmering behind the surface. I surrendered to
Speaker 1: the electric pool, allowing myself to be swept away by
Speaker 1: the intense connection that had been teasing us all night long.
Speaker 1: I melted with his kiss as my body heated up
Speaker 1: and I felt tingles of pleasure and nervousness, all at
Speaker 1: the same time. The intense warmth surged through me, tigling
Speaker 1: with both ecstasy and delicious uncertainty. My thoughts evaporated like
Speaker 1: the morning miss, leaving me bare and vulnerable, yet thrillingly alive.
Speaker 1: Unlike several evenings ago, when lust and desperation overcame me,
Speaker 1: this evening was filled with love and passion, leading to
Speaker 1: the perfect fantasy that every woman imagines for her first time.
Speaker 1: I could relax and enjoy the moment's pleasure without fear
Speaker 1: of regret, as I was ready for Gonzalo to take
Speaker 1: as much or as little as he wished. I wanted
Speaker 1: him to enter my world and stay as long as
Speaker 1: he could. Can we go in your bedroom, he asked.
Speaker 1: I nodded my head as he grabbed my hand and
Speaker 1: led me up the stairs. As I slowly ascended upstairs,
Speaker 1: each step felt like a monumental milestone on my journey
Speaker 1: towards intimacy. The anticipation of what awaited me in the
Speaker 1: bedroom above set a thrill down my spine, mingling with
Speaker 1: the nerves that fluttered in my stomach. This was the
Speaker 1: moment I had been waiting for, the culmilation of years
Speaker 1: of longing and desire, finally come into frutition with the
Speaker 1: de man that I had fantasized about for so long.
Speaker 1: The memory of our previous encounter lingered in the back
Speaker 1: of my mind, the fear of another anxiety induced blackout
Speaker 1: threatening to overshadow the excitement that coursed through my veins.
Speaker 1: I took a deep breath, trying to calm the pounding
Speaker 1: of my heart and to tremble in my limbs. I
Speaker 1: knew the device thatdcumbed to my fears I would miss
Speaker 1: out on an opportunity to experience the passion and connection
Speaker 1: I'd so desperately craved and knead it as I reached
Speaker 1: the top of the stairs, I couldn't help but reflect
Speaker 1: on the past thirty three years of my life. The
Speaker 1: countless times had come close to giving myself to someone,
Speaker 1: only to pull back at the last moment, saving myself
Speaker 1: for the right person. And now, as I stood at
Speaker 1: the cusp of the moment, I felt a sense of
Speaker 1: gratitude that I had waited for someone, a man who
Speaker 1: captured my heart and ignited a fire within me like
Speaker 1: no other. The anticipation was heavy in the air as
Speaker 1: I approached the bedroom door, my hand trembling as I
Speaker 1: reached for the handle. The knowledge that I was about
Speaker 1: to give myself to Gonzalo, who I had desired for
Speaker 1: so long, sent a wave of emotion crashing over me. Excitement, fear,
Speaker 1: and an overwhelming set of rightness mingled all together, creating
Speaker 1: a heady cocktail that left me breathless with anticipation and
Speaker 1: dizzy for the moment. We hope you're enjoying the show
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Speaker 1: and conclude this episode. Gonzalo gently laid me onto bed,
Speaker 1: his eyes locked unmind the entire time. In his gaze,
Speaker 1: I could see the hunger and passion him finally indulging
Speaker 1: in something he had perhaps thought about just as long
Speaker 1: as I had. As he removed his shirt, my body trembled.
Speaker 1: I took my top off, watching his eyes immediately drawn
Speaker 1: to my heart and nipples. The moment his eyes found them,
Speaker 1: he frantically tugged at his pants, quickly unzipping them and
Speaker 1: dropping his underwear to the floor with them. His fully
Speaker 1: erect cock pointed directly at me. His eyes intensified. As
Speaker 1: I removed my skirt, leaving only my panties on. I
Speaker 1: reached for his cock, but he brushed my hand away instead,
Speaker 1: taking his mouth to my breast. He gently sucked on
Speaker 1: each nipple while his hands explored the rest of my body.
Speaker 1: Being touched by him again felt so incredible. The passion
Speaker 1: and how he treated my body was the stark contrast
Speaker 1: to how Brad the butcher palled at me like a
Speaker 1: piece of meat. Gonzala was treating me like a smooth
Speaker 1: piece of clay that he was molding into a beautiful sculpture,
Speaker 1: taking his time and making sure every curve was worked on.
Speaker 1: I already felt the need to climax off his touch alone.
Speaker 1: It was so amazing, as this man was a true romantic.
Speaker 1: I felt his mouth moved downward and eagerly anticipated his
Speaker 1: next move. He quickly removed my panties, setting them aside
Speaker 1: as he took a quick glance at my vagina. Ready
Speaker 1: and wanted him so badly. He started kissing all around
Speaker 1: my inner diyhes, his hot breasts teasing me with their
Speaker 1: heat on my outer vaginal lips. I wanted his mouth
Speaker 1: on me. I wanted his mouth on it, his tongue
Speaker 1: caress in my most sensitive areas, and he knew it.
Speaker 1: With surgical position, he built up to anticipation, ensuring that
Speaker 1: every moment of my first time would be unforgettable. It
Speaker 1: was so clear that he cherished my body and wanted
Speaker 1: me to feel beautiful inside and out, and I did.
Speaker 1: He abruptly stopped teasing and began delicately licking my pussy,
Speaker 1: slowly dragging his tongue from top to bottom as I
Speaker 1: quivered with pleasure. Took his time, spending what felt like
Speaker 1: an eternity, thoroughly licking every inch inside and out, savoring
Speaker 1: the moment. He seemed to instinctively know that another man
Speaker 1: had been there recently and wanted to show me the
Speaker 1: proper way to pleasure a woman. To erase any memory
Speaker 1: I had of that encounter, he skillfully ate my pussy,
Speaker 1: focusing his tongue on my clet. The pressure of his
Speaker 1: tongue combined with the added sensation of his finger entering
Speaker 1: me was so stimulating. You taste so good, he whispered
Speaker 1: to me as he continued to work all areas of
Speaker 1: my vagina. When you explode, I'm going to be down
Speaker 1: there to take it all in so I can taste
Speaker 1: you and have a part of you inside of me
Speaker 1: before I put myself inside of you, he whispered off
Speaker 1: of those words alone. I wanted to climax as I
Speaker 1: felt as good as I could, both emotionally and physically.
Speaker 1: It didn't take me long to have an orgasm. As
Speaker 1: he grabbed my hips and pushed his face deep into
Speaker 1: my exploding pussy and then go down as much as
Speaker 1: he could. Gonzala wanted to give me time to feel
Speaker 1: the pleasure of this orgasm, so he got behind me
Speaker 1: and spooned me with this hard cock pressing against my ass.
Speaker 1: Then he made his move. I was so ready to
Speaker 1: take a man inside me after all these years. Are
Speaker 1: you ready to feel me inside you? He asked, as
Speaker 1: I said what I've been wanting to say for so long. Yes,
Speaker 1: he smiled slowly as he took another look at my body,
Speaker 1: gently opening my legs and reassuring me if this hurts
Speaker 1: too much at any point, just let me know and
Speaker 1: I'll stop. I want you to feel good and not
Speaker 1: be in pain. He then positioned himself on top of
Speaker 1: me and we exchanged smiles as I closed my eyes,
Speaker 1: waiting eagerly. It was so beautiful, fall so perfect. I
Speaker 1: could feel his cock against my vaginal opening, ready to enter.
Speaker 1: Because I was a virgin and did very little physical activity,
Speaker 1: my hole was tight, super tight. He continued to press
Speaker 1: against my opening and I felt his big cock pressing
Speaker 1: hard to try to get in. I felt the pressure
Speaker 1: and closed my eyes as his cock was a mere
Speaker 1: seconds away from busting my vagina wide open and taking
Speaker 1: away what I had held for so long. He was
Speaker 1: having a hard time putting his big cock into the
Speaker 1: tiny opening of my wet pussy. He was trying to
Speaker 1: remain gentle, and he was, but now he had a
Speaker 1: physical need to penetrate me. As careful and gentle as
Speaker 1: he was being, I could start to feel the frustration
Speaker 1: that is big cock couldn't bust through my tiny hole.
Speaker 1: Then it happened again. After several attempts to push through
Speaker 1: my opening, I felt his cock softening. It kept trying
Speaker 1: to push through, trying to get in before his cock
Speaker 1: became completely soft. I knew he was getting frustrated because
Speaker 1: I myself was getting anxious. I started to start kissing
Speaker 1: him on the neck and whispered to him, I want
Speaker 1: to suck your cock. I proceeded to jack him off.
Speaker 1: While sucking his cock, it would get hard again, but
Speaker 1: didn't immediately go limp. I did everything I could to
Speaker 1: hide my frustrations to not add to his. He wanted
Speaker 1: to fuck me, and the feelings of inadequacy that we
Speaker 1: both felt was starting to become overwhelming. I continue to
Speaker 1: suck his cock and play with it. As much as
Speaker 1: we both tried, it just wasn't happening. I whispered to him,
Speaker 1: it's okay, let's take a break and cuddle. We can
Speaker 1: continue in a little bit. He lay on his back,
Speaker 1: looking up at the ceiling. I imagine what he was thinking.
Speaker 1: I laid my head on his shoulder, gazing at the
Speaker 1: ocean waves hidden the shore. Although I was disappointed because
Speaker 1: my body truly needed him, that feeling subsided and it
Speaker 1: was replaced by gratitude for even being in the position
Speaker 1: to be with a man like him. We continue cuddling,
Speaker 1: both of us hoping for the best. We hope you're
Speaker 1: enjoying the show and hopefully enjoying yourself. All listening the
Speaker 1: second quick break and resumed festivities after these messages. This
Speaker 1: is sex Time Stories. I am your host, Maximum Jones.
Speaker 1: We will continue with this story, but first we need
Speaker 1: to offer a quick disclaimer. This episode contains graphic explicit
Speaker 1: sexual content that is intended for an audience of adults only,
Speaker 1: but sure audience is over the age of eighteen years
Speaker 1: and up. For our episodes here on sex Time Story Worries.
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Speaker 1: go ahead and conclude this episode. We tried everything to
Speaker 1: get him aroused again, but it wasn't meant to be.
Speaker 1: He sensed my disappointment and didn't want to leave me unsatisfied,
Speaker 1: even though the orgasm he provided earlier was more than satisfactory,
Speaker 1: despite the disappointment of not being penetrated. I'm sorry, I
Speaker 1: don't know why this is happening, he said. I smiled
Speaker 1: and held him tight and reassured him that it was
Speaker 1: totally fine. I was happy just being with him in
Speaker 1: bed and thrilled that our relationship was progressing to this level.
Speaker 1: When the time was right for it to happen, naturally,
Speaker 1: it would. He unexpectedly turned me around and laid me
Speaker 1: on my back. He began kissing my neck, slowly working
Speaker 1: his way down to my breast, where my nipples were
Speaker 1: still hard. He took three fingers and gently slid them
Speaker 1: into my vagina, slowly moving them in and out while
Speaker 1: keeping his mouth on my nipples, alternating between them both.
Speaker 1: I had planned to pleasure myself once he left for
Speaker 1: the evening, but this was even better. Now, instead of
Speaker 1: masturbating alone, I could lay back, relax and let someone
Speaker 1: else give me pleasure, administerating the stimulation that I so
Speaker 1: badly craved. Gonzalo, the man who captured my heart, skillfully
Speaker 1: pleasured my body. His gentle caressness and passionate kisses united
Speaker 1: a fire within me, his fingers gliding across my most
Speaker 1: sensitive areas in rhythm as he lavished attention onto my breast.
Speaker 1: This was the man I had been waiting for, and
Speaker 1: the man who could satisfy my deepest desires and made
Speaker 1: me feel cherished and adored. He made me feel emotionally
Speaker 1: secure also, which was crucial because I had been questioning
Speaker 1: if I was the reason he couldn't maintain an erection
Speaker 1: and penetrate my TYPEE. I wondered if he even found
Speaker 1: me attractive, I desirable enough. However, this unexpected masturbation session
Speaker 1: and the way he treated my body reassured me that
Speaker 1: that was not the issue. My pussy started to tremble
Speaker 1: as I felt the surge of liquid shooting out of
Speaker 1: it once again. As I reached another orgasm. Gonzalo ended
Speaker 1: up spending the night. We tried again the next morning,
Speaker 1: but it was the same situation. His cock would get
Speaker 1: hard enough to slightly penetrate my virgin pussy, but as
Speaker 1: we progress, it would go limp. We tried again every
Speaker 1: Friday and Saturday evening for the next three weeks. The
Speaker 1: result was the same. I continued to be understanding, but honestly,
Speaker 1: at this point, sexual frustration was kicking in. I was
Speaker 1: heated up and I needed a cock in my vagina
Speaker 1: sooner rather than later. He announced that it would be
Speaker 1: out of town for three weeks, tending to his mother.
Speaker 1: During this time, I would not see him on his
Speaker 1: mail route are personally at my home. This was the
Speaker 1: worst time possible for this to happen, as my primal
Speaker 1: urges were seeping into the out of control level. For
Speaker 1: the next three weeks, I would need to resort to
Speaker 1: extreme masturbation to manage these urges. They were causing me
Speaker 1: concentration issues and improper thoughts, so I really needed to
Speaker 1: get this under control to keep things fresh and exciting.
Speaker 1: I prepared by ordering some new products that I would
Speaker 1: employ into my extreme masturbation. I needed to take my
Speaker 1: masturbation techniques to a new level I had never explored before,
Speaker 1: and this was in order to avoid acting on any
Speaker 1: impeer or irrational thoughts that I was starting to have.
Speaker 1: I was emotionally content, satisfied to Gonzalo found me attractive
Speaker 1: and desired me his performance. Anxiety, which had always plagued
Speaker 1: them before important events, was to culprit behind his difficulty
Speaker 1: penetrating my type vagina. Having dealt with anxiety myself, I
Speaker 1: understood his struggle and felt supportive Emotionally. I was in
Speaker 1: a good place, knowing that this issue had nothing to
Speaker 1: do with me physically other than my pussy being too tight.
Speaker 1: On the other hand, sexually, my hormones and my body
Speaker 1: were abandoned me. I was heated up due to the
Speaker 1: recent close encounters. They had all been in such a
Speaker 1: short period of time that my body was not used
Speaker 1: to be in tempted in this way. In the past,
Speaker 1: my extreme masturbation had satisfied me for my thirty years
Speaker 1: plus to the point where I could avert the over
Speaker 1: stimulating need to get fucked. I realized stough that I
Speaker 1: would have to go to something new, as these masturbation
Speaker 1: techniques would no longer be effective to help gain control
Speaker 1: over my mind and body. I decided to incorporate the
Speaker 1: mind stimulating fruits and vegetables from the grocery store into
Speaker 1: my routine. I wanted to get in and out of
Speaker 1: that store quickly to avoid Brad the butcher. I was
Speaker 1: embarrassed and wanted nothing to do with him. I had
Speaker 1: a man that I loved, who I believe was falling
Speaker 1: in love with me. Brad, a married and despicable man,
Speaker 1: had no place in my life. I couldn't believe how
Speaker 1: close I had come to making the biggest mistake ever
Speaker 1: by allowing him to have his way with me. It
Speaker 1: would have cost me the opportunity to develop what I
Speaker 1: was building with Gonzalo. I got out of the grocery
Speaker 1: store without interacting with Brad, as a different butcher was
Speaker 1: handling the meats today. I made my way to the
Speaker 1: car and loaded my groceries, and that's when I heard
Speaker 1: a voice I did not want to. Hey, sweetie, I
Speaker 1: haven't seen you in a while. How have you been, Brad?
Speaker 1: The butcher asked, I've been good, Brad, Thanks for asking,
Speaker 1: I responded. He smiled at me in an uncomfortable way,
Speaker 1: by puffing on his cigarette. I couldn't explain why, but
Speaker 1: the way he looked at me was turning me on,
Speaker 1: despite the fact that I found him repulsive. The more
Speaker 1: I tried to ignore him and this feeling, the more
Speaker 1: I could not. The seconds it took to get my
Speaker 1: groceries into the car seemed to stretch into minutes. I
Speaker 1: knew I needed to get away from him quickly because
Speaker 1: I was vulnerable. I was craving intimacy on that night.
Speaker 1: I would have let him take me in this very
Speaker 1: back seat that I was put in my groceries in.
Speaker 1: He was all wrong for me. I had a man
Speaker 1: who loved me waiting at home. I had to finish
Speaker 1: loading these groceries and leave as soon as possible. Inside
Speaker 1: I was crying because my mind was slipping and given
Speaker 1: in too lust and desire. I closed my door as
Speaker 1: I finished loading my groceries in. He then stepped between
Speaker 1: me and my driver's side door and smiled. The wife
Speaker 1: being kids will be out of town next weekend. That
Speaker 1: means I'll have the house to myself. You know where
Speaker 1: I live. Why don't you come over next time Saturday
Speaker 1: night and I can give it to you in the
Speaker 1: way that you have been wanting to get it, he
Speaker 1: said with a nasty smile. As soon as he stepped
Speaker 1: out of my way, I got into my car and
Speaker 1: drove off as fast as possible. I knew he wouldn't
Speaker 1: be able to see it, but I felt self conscious
Speaker 1: as my panties had became soaked the moment I was
Speaker 1: close to him, again, my thoughts raced torn between what
Speaker 1: I knew I shouldn't do, but what I knew I
Speaker 1: desperately wanted. I craved my extreme masturbation more than ever,
Speaker 1: but I had a fear that I had reached a
Speaker 1: point where nothing else would suffice except the very thing
Speaker 1: I needed to avoid the most. All Right, everyone, This
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