I am writing a few sentences to get acquainted with my spirits and to know what kind of person I am and what my sexy spirits are.
Well, imagine that I come from a well-to-do family with a lot of people, and because we had a big house, there were always different guests in our house, from family to friends and acquaintances. I was also relatively successful academically and was accepted to an electronics university in Tehran. I am also a person who wanted to help everyone. I am a proud person who always weighs the aspects before speaking and then says the first and the last word. I have a medium height and body (176 cm and weight eighty but you are full). Fortunately, my body is thin and white.
As a child, many people liked to take care of me, both at school and with people who worked in my father's company and factory, but I always went out and it was not in my mood to be someone's toy, and on the other hand, in high school, children There were people in my class or in the camps who wanted me to do it, but they never succeeded, and I did not. Honestly, I really wanted to be close to the English teacher. I was always thinking, and when I was knocking, I was thinking that he is now spitting on Kirsh and putting it on my buttocks, or that I was thinking that I was pulling down the pants and shirt of one of my classmates. And I was looking at the corner. My biggest mistake during school was that on the trips we took, if I had the chance, I would show my cream to women and girls, and I basically enjoy showing my cream to girls (this happened last year when I was in a hotel). The tradition that I was in another country fell.The architecture of this hotel is atmospheric, with four rectangular floors facing each other, and a large swimming pool in the middle of the hotel on the same floor, and people who were swimming could be seen. There were a young couple in front of my room (maybe a boyfriend and a girlfriend). I saw a girl looking at the pool alone. See inside the room, because it was darker inside than outside, I turned on the reading lamp on the table and stood on the girl with my back to her. He lay down by the window and walked around with his laptop and from time to time did not throw a grin at my cock until he suddenly jumped up and I realized that his cock had come and I had to sleep there too.On the ground. Then I slowly went and pulled the curtain).
In short, the thought of sex, among other things, filled my mind. On the one hand, I was afraid that my reputation would be at least in front of my family, and on the other hand, maybe it was because of my wrong appearance that my friends always thought I was the last girl in the game and I would not turn around.
For a while, I just thought that I would like to have one. The women of the family said that I was a good young man and that I was not looking for vagrancy and stinginess like some of their own children. But they did not know that I was thinking only of Kir and then of Kun Zan.
I was in my second year of university when one of the children in the family (like my mother's cousins) worked on one of the projects my father was building in Isfahan. One of them was someone who had a special feeling of friendship with our family, and of course we were the same age, and although they were not very well off financially, he had his own ideology and temperament, so that whenever I had to To take a check or a document from Tehran to Isfahan, I coordinated with this friend and family that it must be available, and as long as I stay in Isfahan, we will be together often and get reports from him for my dad, and that we will tour.
The project was such that I had to go to Isfahan two or three times a year for three or four days, and the rest of the time, either this son of a relative or one of the project managers came to the Tehran office, and this case lasted for maybe four or five years. This is my best sex time and I will tell you how it started with dozens of different memories.
Once when I went to the house, I saw that it was full of guests and among the dear guests, this friend of ours had also come from Isfahan to Tehran. Pouya was not originally from Tehran or Isfahan, but she worked in many places to earn money. In short, to buy fruit and things like that, we ran out of the house with Pouya. When we came back from shopping, the weather was almost dark, and Pouya, seeing the girls and women next door, told me that she was happy to see these livers every day. . I told her that now at night we will go upstairs under the pretext of adjusting the satellite dish, you can see the houses facing each other and see these girls in clothes at home, maybe we will be lucky and see good live scenes.
In short, at ten-eleven o'clock at night, for example, to talk about work and lessons, we went to the roof, which was both a bench to sit on and a pleasant atmosphere to talk and talk.
The first thing that caught Dynamo's eye was a neighbor's hanging clothes. Pouya told him to come and see what they hung on. I said, "Why are you wearing a good dress?" I said I do not know. We looked at it, it was a shirt, at the end I did not know if it was a woman or a man, but Pouya said that I think it belongs to the woman next door, and then she smelled it like an insect and said, "I wish I knew who this shirt was." I told him you would like to spit on him. In short, he said that he wants no one to come up at once. I said no, if anyone wants to come, either the sound of the elevator or the sound in the middle and we have a chance to get away from the rope.
We were talking nonsense when one of the girls in the building came to the balcony and picked up something and went home, and because the curtain was open, we saw her change her pants.
At night, while sleeping, I planned to have Pouya sleep on the floor in my room and I on my bed. When it was almost two o'clock, I saw that Pouya was still awake. I told her why you did not sleep.
In short, I was walking around with my split cock and talking when Pouya said she wanted to go to the bathroom, I guess she wanted to knock. I said Pouya, let's see some clips and photos, then go to the bathroom, he said ok.
I covered the bottom of the door with clothes so that no one would notice the light outside, and I left something behind the door slowly (I did not want to lock it).
I went under the dynamic blanket and turned on my laptop. In short, after seeing a few scenes, I told Pouya, "Does the woman feel better or is she dead?" He says he is dead. I said, "I think a woman should see more with what pleasure she gives." He told me that I had never married a woman. But one by one he gets caught.
He almost knew from the sound of my breathing and my talking that I was with him in a different way tonight. Between conversations I approached him and touched his feet as much as I could. Then I slowly lifted my foot and dropped it to my knees so that my buttocks fell on his groin, and here I started talking about other things, and God forbid he put his foot there. The first time I came so close to a man.
Hesam told me that I am used to putting a pillow in the middle of my legs while sleeping. I told him well, think that my foot is a pillow as a joke. At this point, I came back and clung to myself from behind. He paused at first, but then pulled himself aside and said, "What are you doing?" I told him that I am very insect and I would like you to hug me from behind. He said that you know what it means to be a sinner. I said I know, but I just put on my pants and approached him. He also said yes, but only pants. I felt Kirsh thick when he clung to my back. He was very happy. Then we talked again, but this time more sexy words than the handsome boys and Connie and that about school memories and these words.
I moved myself a little and told him to take off our pants and just be in a shirt, which he accepted after leaving the whole room. After a few minutes, he was adjusting his head so that the skewer hit my buttocks. I was very happy too. We were like this for a few minutes, he said, can I put my hand on you? I said the condition is that I take off my shirt. He said okay. (God damn you for hurting us). After walking around with my buttocks and buttocks for a few minutes, he started to move Kirsh under his shirt so that he could put a foot on my legs.
I told him to take off his shirt. He said that he is guilty and from these words….
In short, he said okay. When he took off his shirt, I was falling in love and I said to myself, I should not do anything to upset him and we should not sleep anymore. I have to let him decide for himself whether he likes to do it or not, even though I had not been with anyone until that night and I had not touched Kerry at all.
When he took off his shirt, he said he would like to put it on his feet. When he put it on my feet, I realized that he has a good cock. He said that he never thought that he would put his foot on my feet one day.
I told him to rub my butt and my hole with his finger. He also started rubbing and once said that my butt is very clean and my body smells good, I told him what he likes to do with my butt and he said that I would like to pour water on the butt. I said, "I will give you my cake tonight. Do whatever you like with it and let me take your shirt in my hand for a few moments." He also said, "Okay, when I wanted to go back, I saw him, but he didn't let me," and he said, "He still wants Kirsh to be with me." I told her that Pouya wanted to spit on Kirt. He said no. Not . Not. You go once. Ah, Kirsh had pierced the skewer and pressed it.
I told her Pouya, if Kirt was fat now, she would go to the handle. In short, after ten or twenty minutes, he agreed to spit on my ass.
Until he spat and put Kirsh in the previous position, I could not believe that once I felt that something went wrong. He said what happened, did you go? Kirsh took it out in a state of upset and said that he did not want to go to you and he did not like to be gay and these words. Again, after a few minutes, when he was satisfied and we talked, he said, "Hussam, where have you been so far?" I said no, but I would like to be fucked. And I want you to tell me tonight. I told her I loved Kirt. I love your granddaughter too and I want to kiss them.
He said that no one should understand. In short, he said that he would like to turn on the lamp for a moment and see my hole and hole. I was very happy and jumped quickly. I turned on the light with my naked buttocks and slowly bent down so that he could see my buttocks. After ten seconds, I turned it off and came. He told her that he would like me to be on his knees and that he should be on his knees and leave me alone.
When I hugged my ass, he kissed me a little on the buttocks and spat again and slowly kissed Kirsh until he grabbed you. In less than a minute, the water of our pair came and I fell to the ground and he was in my ass.
After that night, for three years and a year, three or four times, our job was that every time we saw each other, we were just looking for a place that could do me. For a few years, we were only able to spend two nights together in an empty house and stay up all morning. One of my best sexy nights was the night I gave Pouya Kun in front of the webcam and we are still completely anonymous chatting with many of the guys and ladies who saw our sex and it is interesting that she is still one of those ladies who Now she has a husband and children, but she still can't believe that I really gave it to Pouya Koon. Oh, this lady used to say that you can not be with this thick cock…. .
I hope I have time to write about other sexes again. Especially with women who were very naughty and their husbands were not enough for them, or with boys whose make-up makes a man angry.
