Hello, my dear secret and not-so-secret perverts! Today I want to tell you about an insanely romantic evening I arranged for my beloved, or rather, one of them.

Seryozha came home late and tired as usual. The house was dark, but a path of burning candles and a note from me led him somewhere: "Relax, undress, and go to the kitchen." He followed my advice and, entering the kitchen, found a table with a festive dinner, all in the flicker of candles. I was sitting at the table, in a red peignoir and red thong, smiling mysteriously.

— Sit down, my tired boy, satisfy your hunger, and I'll massage your tired shoulders in the meantime,

I said, and my beloved willingly sat down at the table and began devouring the food with gusto. Getting up from the chair, I approached him and started massaging his tired shoulders, occasionally gently touching his neck with my lips. Goosebumps ran down his neck.

I decided to move on to other actions, and kneeling down, I ducked under the table.

— What are you doing?" he asked me in surprise, and then his surprise turned into rapid breathing and a moan escaping from his chest... I, kneeling under the table, was licking his handsome cock, which instantly became hard as a rock.

— Keep having your dinner," I replied with a smile and a languid voice full of desire.

Apparently, he was already full, and one hunger was replaced by a completely different, other one, as he reached his hands under the table and began stroking my hair. Releasing his handsome cock, I took him by the hand and led him to the shower, where candles were also burning everywhere, but it was light enough. Taking off my peignoir, I stepped into the shower with him, and immediately his hands, grabbing my small breasts, began playing with my nipples, which instantly became hard.

— Wait, shh, quiet, quiet, first let me wash you," I say to him, my breath already excited.

— Okay, darling," he says, handing me the washcloth and gel. I start soaping up my beloved, running my hands over his torso, down his back, moving to his stomach, descending to his excited handsome cock, running my hands over it, moving to his balls... Then I soap up his ass, beautiful and appetizing, which I love to squeeze when he's inside me... My hands involuntarily clench his buttocks, and I moan with desire... He kisses my neck, lightly nibbling, and presses me to him, grabbing my butt. I feel a hot languor spreading in my lower abdomen... He starts teasing, inserting his cock between my legs, rubbing against them. This makes me start to get wet...

Rinsing the remaining foam from our bodies and wrapping ourselves in towels, I lead him to the bedroom, where candles and incense are burning everywhere, and there are little lights in the shape of a heart around the bed. He stops me and presses me against the wall with his chest, turning me with my back to him. He starts kissing my shoulders, tickles my back with his wet tongue, from top to bottom, giving me goosebumps... Presses his cock against my bare butt - my towel fell to the floor, and he had long since gotten rid of his. I turn to face him and, running my hands through his hair, greedily kiss his lips, smoothly moving to his neck; playfully biting his neck, I go down, over his torso, kissing and tracing every centimeter of his body with my tongue. I reach his cock and circle the head with my tongue, licking off the pre-cum. I play with the frenulum with my tongue and take the head into my mouth with a vacuum, then his entire cock plunges into my mouth to the hilt and again I play with the frenulum... And again the head with a vacuum... I'm all wet... He lifts me, picks me up in his arms and, kissing me, carries me to the bed. Laying me on the bed and tearing himself away from my lips, he starts nibbling my nipples and playing with my pussy, inserting his fingers into it... I moan with pleasure and get even wetter... Descending with kisses down my stomach, he slowly touches my clitoris with his tongue, sending a pleasant wave of pleasure through me and I desperately want him to enter me... But my beloved continues to caress my pussy, licking my juices and sucking on my clitoris, making me literally writhe under his caresses.

I can't bear it any longer. I want to feel the desired cock inside me and, pulling away from him, I get on my knees, turning my butt towards him.

— My girl wants me to enter her?" he asks, breathing loudly with excitement.

— Yes!

— I can't hear you...

— Yess!

Running his cock along my pussy, he replies again:

— I can't hear you...

— YES!!! ENTER ME, I WANT YOU, I DESPERATELY WANT YOU," I almost scream...

— What a loud girl," he replies. I can't bear it any longer and I impale myself on his cock so that it goes in completely. Taken by surprise, my beloved gasps. I start moving smoothly on his cock, impaling myself on it and moaning with desired pleasure. My beloved starts moving quickly inside me and I immediately have an orgasm. It's as if the world is shattering into tiny pieces, and I'm floating above the ground.

He turns me onto my back, putting a pillow under my butt and lifting my legs onto his shoulders. He enters sharply to the hilt, moaning with pleasure, enjoying every movement. I match his rhythm, moving to meet him, and it feels as if he is me, and I am him, as if we are one whole. Both physically and mentally. It's indescribable. His body shudders, his cock pulses inside me, filling me completely, he moans with pleasure.

— Ah, ahh, ahhh, AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!...." he almost screams. Immediately another orgasm washes over me, indescribable, we become one whole, balancing somewhere between sleep and reality. This is a true union. It's indescribable.

Exhausted, we fall onto the bed, sprawling on it, hugging each other and smiling with happiness. I kiss his shoulder, he strokes my hair.

— Thank you for being...

— For being you," he continues, turning to me and gently kissing my lips. That's happiness.

P.S. This story is real.

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