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* 1 Listen to this sex story in MP3 Listen to this sex story in MP3 00:00 In a place that reproduces exactly the atmosphere from home. It invades all of your senses. Good music and a book as good. I needed a thriller, so I read ‘Trauma’ by Ken McClure. I read a good part of it without seeing or hearing anything around me. Suddenly, I saw a young lady stretching herself for a book. I didn’t pay much attention, and I returned to my book. But a noise followed by a broken glass distracted my attention from the book. The young lady dropped the book after stretching, and the book smashed her glasses, breaking them. I went quickly next to her to see if she was injured. She was a simple girl but cute and mysterious, fulfilling my desire for a thriller that day. Her hair was brown with blonde highlights and a ponytail. She was neither thin nor fat, and her lip gloss was making her face radiate with beauty. She was red in the cheeks, maybe because of her little accident. She was ashamed but told me she was okay and would lean on me for the glasses. She stays on her knees for a moment looking at the broken glass, and I lean to grab her book. I read the title and saw it was ‘A Walk to Remember’ by Nicholas Sparks. I read that book twice. I give her the book and say to her, “Enjoy! I’m sure you’re going to like it!” She got up in a clunky way, trying to put her glasses on. “Why do you put them on? They are broken!” “I guess I‘m used to them, or I don’t like how I look without them!” “How much do you have?” I asked. “1,50!” “Here, take mine!” She was surprised and said no, but I showed her another pair. She took them and said she was seeing better with them than with her own. I told her she could keep them if she let me buy her tea. I bought her a cinnamon tea, telling her that that was the tea that I liked. She was surprised when she replied that it was also her favourite tea. She saw my book, and she said that she had read it. She liked the suspense in it a lot, which shocked me because as I read further, I realized that the book was beginning to grow on me. We didn’t realize that 5 hours had passed and it was about to close. We left together for a walk, heading to the university market. A little bit disappointed. I said goodbye and waited for her to step into the subway. But before she got in, she kissed me quickly on the lips and ran in. I waved her off with a dumb face due to that naughty kiss. All the ways I thought about this. When I arrived at my station, I looked for my phone and realized I had a piece of paper in my pocket. It was the business card of that young girl. Her name was Ana. So before I went to sleep, I texted her good night. A text message woke me the next morning: “Good morning!” I called her, and she answered. It was strange to hear her voice on the phone. I can’t remember a girl with whom I talked on the phone the next day after I met her. She was happy, and I could tell from her voice that she was smiling. I asked her what she was doing that day because it was Saturday. She told me she was working and that she would be free at 5 o’clock. So maybe we were going to have a coffee. When I took her from her job, I asked her if she wanted to go home, and we went to eat. Then I proposed that we watch a movie. She said yes, and we both decided to search for a movie on the internet. The only movie that crossed my mind was ‘A Walk to Remember’ to complete the menu, to put it like that. We sat on the sofa to watch it, both of us being a little clumsy. At the halfway point of the movie, we were very close, and Ana was looking at me. “It is going to be sad from now on. I want to build our own story!” And she reaches to kiss me. Her lips were soft and warm. I gently put my hand around her neck and continued what she had started. After a session of passionate kisses, she climbed on me and took the lead. She grabbed one of my hands and put it on her left boob, and the other on her leg. Her breasts were amazing, soft but not too big, and her ass was terrific. I took off her blouse to see those soft and playful tits. But as soon as I took it off, I saw that she was without a bra. I began to lick her nipples until they got bigger. Being fully excited, she got up and removed her pants, a moment in which I also remained without my boxers. She put her pants on top of me, and I felt her pants with my hand to know that she was wet. I caress the spot and slightly remove the pants, touching her labia that were soaked in that juice. As soon as she felt my fingers on her clitoris, she took off my boxers and began to blow me. She was doing it so nicely and passionately that I was about to explode. She took my hand and put it on her head, making me understand that she wanted me to control her. I began to push her and raise her gently but with force at the same time. I felt like I could not take it anymore. So I took off her pants and put her on the sofa. I began to lick her like never before. I tasted every drop of excitement flowing from her when I touched her clitoris. I was feeling her trembling under me; she was moving and moaning. When I slowly penetrated her with my tongue, she did not resist it anymore. She took me from my ears and pulled me on top of her. Without caring that I knew her only from the day, I took my penis and tried to put it where it should be. Then she told me that she was a virgin. I was shocked, and we decided to talk about it later. I promised her that I would be careful. I put it there, and I got in just a little bit to avoid hurting her. But Ana pushed herself directly into my penis. She screamed with pleasure while she was pulling me to move inside her. We started to make love so beautifully. I was licking her breasts and kissing her a lot. I was moving inside her as the rhythm was imposing itself—slow, fast, and so on—to prolong it. There was a moment when she did not resist it much and began to tremble. She told me she was about to have an orgasm, which excited me and motivated me to pump in harder. In the next second, after she finished, I came next. I pulled my penis out and ejaculated on her abdomen, which was trembling. When I saw how much sperm was there, I realized that it had been some time since I had not performed. We showering together was an ideal opportunity for erotic petting. We fell asleep embraced in the dark. We were enjoying the silence and listening to our naked bodies lying next to each other. We had a small nap, and she woke me with orange juice after a while. I drank a little, pulled her close, held her chin, and spit the juice in her mouth. She gave a seductive expression, which just increased my urge. I took her hand, placed it on my dick, and fingered her butthole.  I asked her to sit on me. She moved her hips, and her lips and tongue did the rest. Within a few minutes, I could sense she was about to have an orgasm. I locked up every bit of it. She was tired and sat on my chest. I kissed her knee, lowered my neck, kissed her thigh, and gave her a love bite. She screamed and held my balls tight. And I let her go, and we both laughed. She suggested, “How about a shower together now?” Me: “At this time?” She got down from me and said, “I’m going to have a shower. I’ll keep it open; enjoy the view, you lazy bum.” I jumped off the bed, spanked her, and said, “Come, let’s shower.” What happened next will be shared in another story. Your views and opinions are most welcome at [email protected]. I am from Bangalore. Interested people who love to surrender or be submissive can email me.