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I thought that Carmen was not surprised, although it was surprising. Although I almost regular customer, I never found this, when we left, dresses, Darkroom to enter the room across the hall, where the mat, he is already sitting, leaning against the wall, pants open, with the phallus as the flagpole. And she has been completely stripped. Pear tits, body of scandal.

Carmen sits next to him, and putting his hand in what was offered so obviously could not do otherwise. Or run, as a Santa Maria Goretti, or join the action.

His partner, I never knew what it was called, goes and opens the belt buckle, without a word, without a care, unzips me, takes my pants, as if we were on piecework. Like Carmen Maria Goretti was not, I am not a San Tarscicio, so I quit. My erection would prevent the underwear down, finally succeeds, smile, take my clothes in a corner and begins to caress me.

The truth is that I had never been naked on the mat. Normally one is dressed in the dark room (sometimes with his clothes in a heap, trousers at the ankles, panties sideways, but dressed), and later, when the ice is broken and have been the desire passes through costumes, clothing and left clutching a towel is placed (or not) to go find a welcoming place. The tours of these couples, towels in hand sometimes as the only outfit, circulated among the tables in the bar is what Carmen had surprised when he entered.

But now it was already well integrated in a tatami place almost in the way of couples came and went in the darkroom. I, between Carmen and she reached out and touched a tit now fruit, unripe fruit-hard, sometimes thighs giving the win to sink your face and forget about it, nor Carmen leaves me, but it timidly is low on my body, looks up, looks at me and asks:

- I can?
- Help yourself, you're welcome.

and while I eat Carmen for the first time, I hand between her thighs, the other between those of the unknown, I think I have enough to be there.

- Do you have condoms? she insists
- Yes, but I like to fuck in these places, I like to play, I love that touch me, but fuck me it seems an exercise too intimate

Carmen, like her, split the time between my dick and my partner. I'm deshinhibido, and put my hand on Carmen, which will also play it. There seems to dislike, but to her, asking:

- Are we going to take another turn?
- Yes. Thomas up his pants, she takes her clothes in a flutter and depart, leaving the two there, naked on the mat. Carmen and I looked, surprised,

- Happens to these?

but hey, we're not asking questions a long time, we are there, she and I, naked, on a mat, filled with desire and blood. He ran his hand between her legs, and I love sex.

Because there are sex and gender. There are girls who are opening a straight slit the woman's body type construction plans, section CC '(clitoris ass), but girls who look like a scar, in which there is no tactile references, sex that you do not know where he walks, smooth, unreferenced, and women who require GPS to locate. Mind you, I talk about sex itself, the holding can be a charming, wonderful love can do, I mean the visual aesthetic, and tactile as well. And there can not do anything, if she has played in the division to have a little sex, monotonous, straight as a road Badajoz Plan, because that is what you get. The fingers have to travel these sex without reference, without curiosity, a little lost, not knowing whether they go forward or backward and found at the end of the course. Sexes are linear roads leading from point A to point B, are, in short, Nordic sexes. That might be interesting, as some films, for "certain items"

But again, do not give these women less, people can be extraordinary and wonderful lovers, just, like some people have a small nose, long fingers or, as the need to have a boring sex.

ADDENDUM, well formed, which invites the tour. So is Carmen

And there are other women who have sex cozy, with milestones miliary, their locations, their prehensile lips that hug your finger on the most gentle caresses, leading lips, almost reptilian movements towards where they join in an embrace charming , lips wet with applause lead to entry into the woman's body, real lips, swollen with blood and sap. So are the lips, so is the sex of Carmen, who plied my fingers for the first time, inviting, grateful, and above all, at that time, wet.

Do not miss the odd couple. A hand between the thighs of Carmen, my mouth on her tits, she gets to do. We ask you to open your legs, I prostrate myself among them, I low over his body. Objectively, the position is a bit obscene, I knelt before her bubble ass on a horse erection, comiendomela, while she, unable to sit motionless undulates her waist to my mouth.

This is the time to choose two or three couples to shop around the room, and stay there, fully dressed, standing, watching the tableau. I'm vaguely aware that approach, but it is the same. Yet I ask Carmen:

- Go to a booth?
- What do you bother?
- Not much
- My not much, is

and continue.

Link to the sweet and sticky tour

Author's note: the truth is funny to me that the study aesthetic, not functional, the sexes of women, probably write a post expanding it. Meanwhile, readers are invited to leave your opinion ...

The arm that was between us, the hand that touched the breasts of Carmen was a woman, noticing the smoothness of the skin, lack of hair, but mostly because I followed up, and caught me too, a breast.

A tit hard, covered with a padded bra. A hand took mine and guided it down. I liked the idea, people who had clear ideas. Only instead of putting it where I expected, between her legs, puts me in the yard, naked and erect, his partner!

It was thick, it must be said, but above all, it was hard. I consider myself heterosexual, which does not prevent me sometime in ways known to go have fun, discover differences in the similarities, think I know exactly what you are feeling at the time the person I'm playing.

I do not know what a woman feels when I play, I can not imagine what it is to reach an orgasm by suction on the tits without contact between the legs, it did not cost me anything to imagine what will be feeling the owner of what I have right now in the hand. Only if I do not averse to having a cock in his hand, once inspired, put in flour, either in a trio, is a "partie carrée" as the French call it cross couples, so ... I let go of entry , my hand sought the girl's body.

And above all, I went to Carmen, do not want them to think that he had brought to let me pass, but also I wanted. He had come to her, she seemed nice conversation, nice body, not won anything intended for the other, who, on the other hand, was actively us.

Through her body, promising, Carmen, I smelled the scent of her neck, and pressed my lips to his elbow. I noticed that my lips put their hair on end, and imagined as her nipples under her dress. But wearing a blouse closed and no, it was difficult to achieve. Still, through the clothes, I could feel her breasts, touching them. Her body closer to mine. But other hands were in my body, felt inquisitive hands between us, we played alternately, now her, now to me. He felt discomfort and a nice tight underwear.

When I was in a position (all this happened in the darkroom, did not know very well that to the other), I opened the belt, and pulled my masculinity. I noticed the other hand I played, and it was not hers. Could be Carmen.

Or not.

We and all crammed in a sea of ​​arms, hands, cuddling ...
- Do you carry condoms?, She whispers
- Yes, but I do not usually use

the truth is that I like to fuck with strangers

and less, with unknown

- Go out and go to a mat?
- Carmen, you fancy?
- If we

Continue

I had been several times at the club, knew its intricacies and crannies, its bar counter surrounded by men themselves, their televisions hanging from the ceiling with images of fellatio and tit. I noticed an acceleration in the words of Carmen, I do not talk about, I thought I would ask that saliesemos there. I took her to the area of ​​couples, more calm, soft music, low light, a normal bar, if it were not for the drinks were served in plastic cups (suitable, if people walk barefoot), or, suddenly passed a couple naked among the tables with a towel in hand, toward the jacuzzi.

It's a bit shocking, but I thought that Carmen was interested in the situation.

I let her calm down, talking about my experience at this place. Do not want to go through a regular (hard, when the waiters greeted me with a handshake and public relations with a kiss on the cheek, long time no see!) But not by a neophyte.

I asked
- Do you want a ride?
- Amused me, but I did not touch anyone?
- Do not worry

And we walked around the club, one of the mats, and separated from the bar, had a couple resting after fuck. They were naked, lying on a blanket, talking as if they were at the beach or in bed at home. But at the same time, their bodies bore the unmistakable marks of pleasure. Carmen looked at as we passed them, and said nothing.

And we walked around, saw the French corridor, empty and explained how it worked, a screen with holes, some to see, others at the height of the arms, others up to sex, on one side the corridor leading to the area all-male, the other as a bedroom facing the area partners. She was leaning back or face the screen and the boys spent their hands or sex, and she approached them, were left to play, or masturbated, or remained where they could see them but could not achieved, whereas the lean partner.

Swingers club

We also saw the jacuzzi, where there were two girls alone in the water, playing with them, while their partners out of the water, watching. Carmen said that to know what was in that water, and would not get there even came a crossing of the Sahara desert. And I thought I raised the situation.

And we went to the darkroom, it was full.
- Shall we? asked
- Enter, but what are we supposed to do?
- You and I danced in a corner, you stay close to the wall, and if you notice any hand, and do not want to touch you, take it off. But it would be wrong to give him a slap.
- But I can play without my invite nor look, nor say anything?
- That is grace, here no question "I can?. They go hand in hand, if the section is that the hand is welcome, but do not worry, if you are in a corner, no one will say anything.

And we danced, I approached her, I refused, he felt his body pressed against mine, her breasts hard leaning on my chest, the scent of her hair. We did not talk, we were there, well, quiet, isolated from the world. Without much notice we give out of the corner. That tension I noticed it, and hand ran down her back bumped into mine. I looked at her, looked at me, I asked:

- Back to the corner?
- By now, if it bothers me, I tell you.

After a couple of minutes, the hands were more, others were passing between us. I followed with my hands on one of the arms, the softness I knew it was a woman who was reaching the breasts of Carmen.

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We did not know.

We cross-linked post, not many, two or three. Enough to know that there could be affinity. But we had not seen, we had not even spoken by phone when we both felt the need for a blind date in front of the boats in Retiro. Or next to the Fallen Angel, foreshadowing many falls.

But retirement was not a good idea, in the stifling Madrid summer. So I stayed for a drink and meet.

Of course, the "know" had no doubt - at least in the back of my mind - the old, Genesis 4:1 "And Adam knew his wife Eve and she conceived and gave birth to Cain," which also did not was a bad beginning.

And so we were both a little embarrassed in front of a cod pie.

In silence.

I was desperate, about to launch into the pool with a question and a doubt. The question was "chati, working or studying?" And doubt, if not to replace it by its updated version "chati, mileurista or stop?".

Luckily, it was wine, pink, cooler, which allowed me to elaborate on what he knew well, in my work as representative of wines, the differences between the varieties and the "terroir" and the Saxon conspiracy against the European wine industry , which as we know, is Latin. This sinister conspiracy is to promote the habit of the variety (to be clear, single vine wines, such as "Pinot Noir") which allows industrialize the production and meet demand by way of planting more vines vs. European option, which premium terroir (eg Bourgogne), and therefore production is fixed. My blind date yawned ostentatiously.

The night was going to be long.

We attacked the kibble, which is defended with a frozen heart.

I think it had to do a blow, or ten and a half, each owl would be in your olive tree, which also lost to the river, and loose, look, we do not know, I suspect that my work does not interest you particularly, and we are here, speaking for not being silent. I propose, if it amuses you, if you're interested, if not going to crash, going to a club that I know, to take a drink there. The uniqueness of the place is that it is swinging, but do not worry, you do not exchange, nor touch you. We are going there, keep talking, and if we run out we talk of a spin around the room and see a bit what people are doing.

- Hey! Who do you think I am?.

- No, he said, but has not been a good idea

- Say that I will touch is there any reason?

was complicated by the evening time. Women are under immense transform any cane and not a spear, if not a gun Thomson.

I mumbled something

- Well, okay, come on, but only to see, okay?

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Here comes the moment in which the patient can not resist, your body is asking for the rest of orgasm.

If the customer, for whatever reason (shame, religion, fidelity) has asked me to orgasm is not me, the session ends gently, pushing my hands erogenous zones maternally approaching him, that will be relaxing.

However, in most cases, it's time to finish. My hands slide, taking the lingam right and left points of the Year. I ask you is he who moves the pelvis, I let my hand still in his lingam, while playing their hot spots of the year. My hand is still, is the lingam which moves under her, her movements are not mine, which release their energy Kundalini.

I look at his face, his involuntary reflexes, some movement of the eyes, from your toes to know when I need more support in your anal area, press a little more of his lingam, to feel the spasms of his orgasm, creamy spurts of pleasure, the special smell of the time.

It is a time rewarding for both, giving pleasure is pleasant. Keep your lingam in my hands, starting then yes, the movement, because the patient is no longer moving. Prolong their orgasm, emptying into vibrations continued shrinking, I feel the warmth of his cum sliding down my hands, my body. At one point it was he who stopped my hand. Keep in touch, while his erection goes away. There are some very intimate, very personal.

The orgasm achieved with this ritual is completely different from normal in both partners as the one obtained by masturbation. Having had more preparation, and for acting on specific points, it is deeper, more the body moves. An orgasm achieved by masturbation is epidermal, and affects only the penis, orgasm achieved by mobilizing the sexual energy is generated in internal tissues in the prostate area and affects the entire body.

Someday I'll post in this blog the terms that appear in this time of great sexuality: "Touch the Sky", "What cosmic journey" "You're a Tantric Goddess."

I give thanks for life and a dear friend who accompanied me throughout this process. And being able to speak openly and without shame or modesty "I'm Tantric Dakini."

Thanks to my patients that I find myself by touching their bodies.

El paciente ya se ha dado la vuelta, y noto una energía muy especial en el ambiente. Es dificil de explicar, pero todos la habreis sentido, justo antes de la penetración, cuando hay algo en la habitación que nos impulsa hacia el cuerpo del otro, hacia la aceptación de un acto muy íntimo.

Aunque aquí no hay penetración, ni felación y todo es trabajo realizado con las manos y aunque a veces mi pecho pueda tocas el cuerpo del paciente, si éste está cómodo con ese contacto, y no lo interpreta como una búsqueda de sexo, la energía sexual está presente.

No es solo el lingam erecto, ya de por si un gran transmisor, quien transmite la energia sexual, es, sobre todo, el trabajo previo realizado.

Se trata ahora de mantener al paciente cerca del orgasmo, sin alcanzarlo, enseñandole a dominar su cuerpo, acercandolo al momento en que veo que no se va a poder detener, en que se dispara el reflejo orgásmico, y cambiando de ritmo, o de movimiento, o haciendole alguna pregunta que obligue a responder (todos sabemos que el pensar es incompatible con la erección .

Y esta es la parte placentera del masaje, no solo para el paciente, sino para la Dakini. Mientras una mano tiene su lingam, acariciandolo, la otra mano explora su cuerpo, pasando alternativamente del primer chakra (el pubis), a los testiculos, al perineo, a toda la zona anal, y son los movimientos reflejos de su cuerpo los que me indican en que fase está. Le pido que respire, que abra su cuerpo, que mueva su pubis, que se abra, que se abra a mis manos, que se abra al mundo.

Hay que tener mucho atención para evitar la eyaculación… es un diálogo no verbal total entre los dos, les invito a que prueben algo diferente… que intenten prolongar ese estado de placer… que no busquen la explosión y que dejen a mis dedos, y manos actuar.

I blend in with the massage and body and I have no fear or shame in playing. For me it is a dance of energy, between his and mine ... where stoke the fires, liquids, the internal sounds. Try (and in general achievement) lead to other areas finest of his being. His whole body is vibrating, moving like a cat in heat, feeling ... being just for him, without worrying about having to give pleasure to another person. Selfishness in its purest form.

And the feeling of being watched very excited.

We went to the third part, which is the mat ... because the end of the session is usually on a mat, so that the patient can also have easy access to your body.

I ask you to open your pelvis, feel your entire body without judging them touch ... ... is the most important.

I walk in different positions, to continue opening their sexual energy. My fingers play with the lingam ... I have an incredible ability to teach me a Hindu dancer ... play with the fingers, fingertips, palms, with great tenderness and delicacy conveying warmth and love.

Some ask me if I get excited too. In fact, depending on the patient. I'm human and not robots, but, of course, excited or not, I can not share my body with the patient. I give lessons, give wisdom, give pleasure, but I do not agree with mine (and) patients.

If not teaching would be distorted. If I said that I never happened lying. With some energy has been so strong that we needed both he and I. But of course I might have happened half a dozen times in my life.

We on the mat, and in some cases cause them to jadeen with desire, to feel all the energy condensed in the lower abdomen or Hara.

And if the session is good, if the patient is comfortable, I feel myself as open as his pelvis comes to meet my hands, as your body relaxes, opening like a flower, asking in a way my touch in this area, usually prohibited.

And following the session, my hands with scented oils, my breasts touching the patient's body, my hands running over her body, one of them always keep in touch. Noto the pulsations of his body, his lingam, across the anal area, your breathing.

Convey a lot of security and warmth in the massage and treatment. Why will I have a very loyal clientele. It is a special massage, the person is open to you ... not only physically but in other ways too.

continue, with the end of the session

So with unknown patients is often necessary to "navigate view." Because there are patients who do not know which is the tantra, and are surprised that, at one point touching hot spots that cause an erection. And ashamed of it! As if that a problem debiese for Tantric Dakini!

While massaging your body to infuse knowledge, teach them to distinguish orgasm from ejaculation premature ejaculation ... if I explain how to masturbate with more awareness, teaching points that determine the "ejaculatory reflex" to precisely avoid.

Often premature ejaculation has a background in autoerotic behavior incorrect when the person masturbates not necessarily sexual, but as a reflex, to escape for a few moments of the stress of daily life, the practice becomes, over time, a Starring compulsive seeking immediate gratification.

Tantra to correct these "bad habits" (no word moral criteria, are poor in negatively affecting relationships), acting on its root immediately. The distant roots, the root causes of this need fall within the scope of psychologists, and Tantra can not and will replace them.

As I continue with my hands .. wrap my movements. The patient is face down on the couch, and you begin to notice a tingling sensation throughout your body that is transmitted to mine in the form of sexual energy. I invite you then to move your pelvis to open your body, open your energy, I point out the hot spots around the anus and perineum ... over two-thirds do not know, or are unable to accept them as points excitation by a fear of being mistaken for gay.

Sometimes I deviate the hand, or say: no, not here. Obviously, I listen, do not try to force uncomfortable situations. What I can say is that to attend a tantric session should go with an open mind, because if the mind is not open is impossible to open the body.

If these patients go to another session (sometimes remain as scared, and I suppose that on another occasion cabinets will go to more "conventional", where they make a straw in a flash plasma Burma) and accept my massage, and know that there are no Uninhibited areas.

I still have my massage ... Eastern oil lubricated all his sex, perineum, and testicles.

I know the patient's receptive state, which, remember, is lying with the belly on the table to see if you are ready to turn around. It is a difficult time for man to appear naked before the masseuse. It is a difficult time depends on the person, because some people may feel ashamed of your erection, but also who may be embarrassed about his sagging. It is best to be the patient who requests to turn over.

This playful hand slid between her body and the couch, feeling his lingam. If you feel a need to strengthen this drive only been stroking his testicles and the edge of your anus. Noto the patient uncomfortable, your pelvis is to find my hand, leaving more space for your center lingam and bringing to my caresses. I ask:

- You want to turn?

and now he gives it, without worrying about their nakedness upright.

If instead I found limp, I try to encourage you, with caresses more focused, with pressures in the first chakra (the pubis) to see if an erection. Often combined strokes in the year, with oil, and the first farm, the Lingam touching also achieve the expected results.

If I fail, there is no choice but to ask him to turn around.

next chapter: the opening of the body

Three months ago, but day day less, write a post.

Many of you you are back, and that means that the content you like. There are also those who come looking for things that do not play more than marginally (and never better) as the erection of the horses, or the role of mamporrero to cover the mare. These horse riding fans are logically poor content.

To those who you come, which you repeat, I ask a favor. For now the only thing that is of you is an address, like this (seen in dark, but is read, patience)

Hostname: 81.203.152.233.dyn.user.ono.com

and that's it.

And I would like to know more about you, but it is not true, I would like to know that the called humberto 81,203,152,233 (though of course, you can call and say luis humberto is called), or CrazyCat called me the same. But if, like me know that I write for people, not strings of numbers.

If you leave me a message right here, with the nick you want, and the system every time you see numbers, write "humberto" and I know what I've written that you enjoyed humberto, and therefore returned .

For that, not be shy, do not I sell nothing, I beg your email address, just a name.

Well, if humberto want to access the page of photos and multimedia, has only to ask

Hugs to you all.

Tantric massage is very sensual and sensitive and involves the 5 senses.

The first is to open channels to the patient. And what are channels? channels are energy points known and used in Eastern cultures. West told the first thing is that the patient feel calm and relaxed. With stress, hurry, no clock can achieve results.

For this we ask you to undress and take a shower for hygiene first, but especially for a first state of cleanliness, to keep out of the enclosure tantric all pollution, smoke and bustle of everyday life. The clothes, life outside should be outside the massage room.

This is a first preparation, both physically and spiritually for what will come next.

Once the patient is naked on the couch with music prepared especially for the type of session you have selected, starts the session itself, which is a fusion of music, speech, movement, and, of course, smells.

Smell of incense, essential oils smell, smell of the candles too often dimly illuminate the scene.

I caress starting back, as I explain the different feelings that are going to notice. Not just a massage, not just caress of my hands, my body is that at times comes close to yours, to promote the exchange of energy, so that they me through how you feel and I can eventually correct session.

Because, although I have a loyal clientele, there are also patients who come to me because "someone" (do not know who) has spoken to me, or because I have "found online." You have to discover everything in these patients, because although there are many who, though they come to me by chance, know, know your body and what they want. There are also others who say in the previous interview that they have no erections Cialis, or that they control their orgasm. On this basis adjust the session, perfumes, music, movement, and suddenly I see a tall lingam before you even have approached my hands, or with unequivocal signs of premature ejaculation.

Sometimes that's a problem, sometimes not.

Aunque el paciente esté de espaldas a mi, mis manos deben recorrer todo su cuerpo. Los glúteos, el canal que los separa, dejando pasar mis dedos lubricados por su ano. Ahí ya tengo una primera señal, si el paciente cierra las piernas, sé que será un caso dificil, si, por el contrario, instintivamente se abre como una flor, dejando fluir su energía, sé que la sesión será provechosa para ambos.

Llego entonces al perineo, ya los testiculos, cogiendolos con ambas manos, notando su textura y su dureza, que me dice mucho del estado fisico del paciente. Si no tienen tono muscular, si están caídos como fruta madura, si tienen una textura “gomosa” la sesión va a ser complicada, el paciente está flojo (no es que lo sea, es que yo no he sabido o no he podido levantar su energia sexual, y será preciso un mayor esfuerzo).

Claro, este tipo de contactos, manos bien lubricadas rozando, palpando la zona perineal (y perianal), suelen provocar una ereccion en el paciente. Y entonces, igual que antes con las caricias en la zona anal, hay pacientes que temen moverse para ponerse comodos, no olvidemos que estan con el lingam sobre la camilla, y ahora la erección les está presionando, y que se pueden sentir avergonzados de la situación.

Porque un masaje tantrico puede o no acabar en orgasmo, y hay pacientes que no quieren que acabe asi, es su decisión y yo, aunque no la comparta, la respeto. Estos pacientes, a veces, no siempre, son los que se sienten avergonzados de tener una erección en una camilla de masaje.

Y en cambio hay pacientes a quienes no importa mover un poco su pelvis, para colocar el lingam en posicion menos molesta, momento que aprovecho para abrirles un poco las piernas, y alcanzar entonces con mayor facilidad tanto sus testiculos, como su perineo y su zona anal esa zona tan desconocida para tantos hombres, y tan sensible, la piel oscura y fruncida del exterior del ano… ese contacto es un punto dificil para muchos hombres, del cual hablaré mañana.

Y cuando llego a este punto del ritual, cuando he palpado los testiculos, la zona perineal, la zona anal, ya sé qué orientación debo darle al masaje, si el paciente está preparado para aprender, para compartir su energia conmigo, para participar en un rito ancestral, si en cambio ha venido a probar el masaje tantrico porque la chica que hacia el birmano en otro gabinete estaba enferma, o si, finalmente, está muy lejos de estar preparado para recibir las enseñanzas de una dakini tantrica

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My little grasshopper and my little grasshoppers, tell me I'm obsessed, and probably true. He had left the issue of nude beaches tits and ass up in Maripili because I thought it had little to explain that would be of interest.

And in another post: The Naked Innocence maintained that the nude on nude beaches is innocent. There tits, asses and cocks are parts of the anatomy, as well as arms and legs, and one not excited over seeing a pair of breasts that seeing your toes.

That's the theory. Hoy hacía un día tonto, apenas sol, había llovido por la mañana, pero en un resquicio entre las nubes decidí que me llegaba a la playa. Me tumbo, solo en la playa nudista, mis gafas de sol, y miro al mar, no hay mucho que hacer en una playa. En eso llega una pareja, chico chica, la treintena corta y plantan sus bártulos alineados verticalmente conmigo (?). Tenían toda la playa, yo estaba en primera linea de mar, se podían poner al lado, se podían poner un poco más allá. But no. Estaba la orilla, mi toalla conmigo encima, y ellos en cierta manera detrás como a dos o tres metros. Es decir, no invadiendo mi espacio privado, pero cerquita.

Se desnudan, él no me pareció muy interesante, pero ella si. Pechos andróginos, felpudito a lo mohicano (aunque un dia hable de los cortes de pelo pubicos, adelantaré diciendo que el felpudito mohicano es un rasurado completo, excepto una linea vertical que prolonga el sexo de la mujer, resaltandolo), cintura. Estaba apetitosa todo hay que decirlo. Y, a pesar de que en estos lugares se supone que no se mira, no pude evitar el fijarme en que sus labios menores sobresalían.

Esta foto no corresponde exactamente a lo que quiero decir, porque en las mujeres en que sobresalen los labios también lo hacen cuando tienen las piernas cerradas. Desgraciadamente no he encontrado una foto, probablemente porque las mujeres lo encuentran feo y no se lo fotografían. Y si lo hacen, no lo cuelgan en la web. Personalmente discrepo, tuve una novia que le sobresalian, oscuros, los labios como un par de centimetros, y lo encontraba de lo mas excitante. No le tomé fotos porque estábamos aún en la época en que las fotos las revelaban los laboratorios, y no hubiese estado bien.

Y la chica se alineó completamente conmigo. Ni un palmo a la derecha, ni un palmo a la izquierda. Alli, a un metro de mi tenia sus pies, ya menos de dos, tenia su centro. Podía haberme girado mirando al mar, pero si ella quería enseñar, yo quería ver.

Y cuando vió que habia capturado mi atención, abrió sus piernas para tomar el sol en el interior de los muslos (supongo). ¡Qué visión!

Estaba algo más abierto, tampoco mucho más, tampoco era una foto porno, de esas en que sale la chica con las manos abriendose el coño para que se le vea hasta la epiglotis.

Ella parecía dormida, dudo que lo estuviese, porque cuando hice un hueco en la arena, para que cupiese mi erección, su chico le comentó alguna cosa al oido, y ella abrió un ojo.

Y un poco más las piernas.

Y el chico le empezó a ponerle crema en las tetas, y ahí ya fue troya. Estaba yo montado como un burro, mirando el masaje sensual, oyendo el ruido mojado de la loción bronceadora, mientras me miraban el y ella, alternativamente…

I stayed a while, excited, until I had to throw overboard. Of course, when I got the shorts, I could not (and probably never wanted to) hide from them, showing in the prime of my manhood (come on, horny like a donkey) and when I came out, with sex even though half of the water swollen cold, she half sat up and winked.

I guess now that it's time for a nap, while they put kiki, laugh as I stopped thinking.