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I've decided to take the time to translate the stories using Google Translate and start a new post with them. Believe it or not, these are real things that happened to me. They're not spectacular, they're simply what they were…
I translate them into English and then back into Spanish to try and make the text understandable.
I need to know if those who have seen my post understand the stories, and I'd really like to hear your approval or disapproval to know if it's worth the effort to share my most secret stories.
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Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Sun Nov 23, 2025 3:08 pm
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Sun Nov 23, 2025 3:10 pm
The maid
Since my children were very young, a woman started working in our house to take care of them. We both worked a lot and we entrusted her with the care of the children every morning.
The boys grew up and were able to manage on their own, so she changed her tasks and began cleaning the house.
The lady is the same age as me, she is short, thin, with a body almost like a teenager, although her face and skin show the 60 years she is today.
Ever since I met her, I haven't stopped looking at her, always discreetly, but intensely.
On some occasions, and always in a very, very discreet way, I have photographed and filmed her so that I could masturbate in secret.
Her face isn't very pretty, although I love it; it perfectly fits the category of ugly face. Very long hair, a rather large nose, crooked teeth, and almost slanted eyes with thin eyebrows. She never wears makeup and always goes bare-faced, at most a very light lipstick.
As I said, she is short and thin, but she has a perfect waist, her breasts are small and I imagine them saggy and flabby, with large nipples because they are noticeable through her bra, her arms are thin and her fingers are long and wrinkled from work.
Her ass is a delight, always perfectly outlined by her panties, which are generally more like culotte than thongs. She's very careful not to show her panties, and in all the years I've known her, only once, when she bent over, did I catch a glimpse of a green thong that blew my mind, and I had to run downstairs to masturbate.
What she always shows off are the straps of her bras, and that turns me on.
When she wears jeans, her camel toe is usually very visible, her lips looking at me, leaving me ecstatic… (mind you! I already said that I am very discreet when it comes to looking)
When she wears jogging pants, which are looser, her underwear only shows when she bends over, but that's always the moment I'm there to let my imagination run wild. She hardly ever wears leggings.
Because of these issues of workplace harassment, I never, ever dared to suggest anything to her. But after so many years, and having reached a level of trust like friends, she has told me things about her life.
She's been separated for many years and has a daughter (a prostitute and drug addict) whom we've helped many times, both financially and emotionally. She doesn't want to be in a relationship again, and we've never seen her with any boyfriends or lovers.
I've always been concerned about her thinness, and that's why, when we've talked about it, I've taken hold of her arm to see how it fits between my thumb and forefinger when they're almost closed. I've made sure she eats well and doesn't do heavy work.
She trusts me so much that she told me she has a vaginal prolapse and that's why she's afraid of having sex. She also told me she has hemorrhoids, and both of those things drive me crazy!
During the pandemic, she stopped coming because of isolation, but I brought her her salary every month because that was my responsibility. That's when I got to know her better, and we've had long conversations at her house about love, relationships, and very rarely about sex, which she says she doesn't want to talk about anymore.
After the pandemic, she surprisingly resigned after so many years of work!
She's about to retire and called me to help her with some paperwork, and I know I have to see her in the next few days. Since we no longer work together, there's no more harassment, and I'm sure I'll be able to hint at my long-held feelings for her.
I have to convince her we can have sex without penetration! I can make her come just by sucking her pussy (and I'm dying to suck and see that prolapse) and licking her ass. I'm not interested in penetrating her, but in kissing and sucking every square inch of her skin, her breasts, which are small but whose nipples I've seen so many times through her shirts that I could draw them without ever having seen them.
I imagine it's not shaved and it's not a concern, in fact I love that it's in its natural state, and it's so skinny that I'm sure I can put it in any position to savor it deeply.
For now, I have some photos I downloaded from her profile and made some pretty good porn montages, which, modesty aside, I'm quite good at and have gained experience in. I've been doing it with several women I know, and again, modesty aside, I'm good! Although, regarding this last point, I'm somewhat afraid that my intentions might be diluted by the complacency of seeing her naked through my digital montages.
Since she left home, she's been replaced by a much younger girl, from an indigenous community, robust and very strong, who wears leggings with enormous thongs, has huge breasts and a pair of legs that look like Iberian hams! … But that's another story…
Since my children were very young, a woman started working in our house to take care of them. We both worked a lot and we entrusted her with the care of the children every morning.
The boys grew up and were able to manage on their own, so she changed her tasks and began cleaning the house.
The lady is the same age as me, she is short, thin, with a body almost like a teenager, although her face and skin show the 60 years she is today.
Ever since I met her, I haven't stopped looking at her, always discreetly, but intensely.
On some occasions, and always in a very, very discreet way, I have photographed and filmed her so that I could masturbate in secret.
Her face isn't very pretty, although I love it; it perfectly fits the category of ugly face. Very long hair, a rather large nose, crooked teeth, and almost slanted eyes with thin eyebrows. She never wears makeup and always goes bare-faced, at most a very light lipstick.
As I said, she is short and thin, but she has a perfect waist, her breasts are small and I imagine them saggy and flabby, with large nipples because they are noticeable through her bra, her arms are thin and her fingers are long and wrinkled from work.
Her ass is a delight, always perfectly outlined by her panties, which are generally more like culotte than thongs. She's very careful not to show her panties, and in all the years I've known her, only once, when she bent over, did I catch a glimpse of a green thong that blew my mind, and I had to run downstairs to masturbate.
What she always shows off are the straps of her bras, and that turns me on.
When she wears jeans, her camel toe is usually very visible, her lips looking at me, leaving me ecstatic… (mind you! I already said that I am very discreet when it comes to looking)
When she wears jogging pants, which are looser, her underwear only shows when she bends over, but that's always the moment I'm there to let my imagination run wild. She hardly ever wears leggings.
Because of these issues of workplace harassment, I never, ever dared to suggest anything to her. But after so many years, and having reached a level of trust like friends, she has told me things about her life.
She's been separated for many years and has a daughter (a prostitute and drug addict) whom we've helped many times, both financially and emotionally. She doesn't want to be in a relationship again, and we've never seen her with any boyfriends or lovers.
I've always been concerned about her thinness, and that's why, when we've talked about it, I've taken hold of her arm to see how it fits between my thumb and forefinger when they're almost closed. I've made sure she eats well and doesn't do heavy work.
She trusts me so much that she told me she has a vaginal prolapse and that's why she's afraid of having sex. She also told me she has hemorrhoids, and both of those things drive me crazy!
During the pandemic, she stopped coming because of isolation, but I brought her her salary every month because that was my responsibility. That's when I got to know her better, and we've had long conversations at her house about love, relationships, and very rarely about sex, which she says she doesn't want to talk about anymore.
After the pandemic, she surprisingly resigned after so many years of work!
She's about to retire and called me to help her with some paperwork, and I know I have to see her in the next few days. Since we no longer work together, there's no more harassment, and I'm sure I'll be able to hint at my long-held feelings for her.
I have to convince her we can have sex without penetration! I can make her come just by sucking her pussy (and I'm dying to suck and see that prolapse) and licking her ass. I'm not interested in penetrating her, but in kissing and sucking every square inch of her skin, her breasts, which are small but whose nipples I've seen so many times through her shirts that I could draw them without ever having seen them.
I imagine it's not shaved and it's not a concern, in fact I love that it's in its natural state, and it's so skinny that I'm sure I can put it in any position to savor it deeply.
For now, I have some photos I downloaded from her profile and made some pretty good porn montages, which, modesty aside, I'm quite good at and have gained experience in. I've been doing it with several women I know, and again, modesty aside, I'm good! Although, regarding this last point, I'm somewhat afraid that my intentions might be diluted by the complacency of seeing her naked through my digital montages.
Since she left home, she's been replaced by a much younger girl, from an indigenous community, robust and very strong, who wears leggings with enormous thongs, has huge breasts and a pair of legs that look like Iberian hams! … But that's another story…
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Sun Nov 23, 2025 3:11 pm
The florist
She sold flowers on the street around the corner from my work, where I always parked my car. Every time I left the office, I would see her walking between the cars offering her bouquets.
She wore worn jeans, she was short and had a big butt, but an appealing butt.
Two breasts that looked like the heads of two dwarfs! Ha!
Once, while I was waiting at the traffic light, he offered me a bouquet of flowers, which I refused as always, telling him that I never gave flowers to my wife, and if I came home with them she would suspect something strange, but that time I got up the nerve and offered him a coffee.
I was surprised when he accepted immediately.
There was no coffee… we went straight to a motel.
Beforehand, both of us lying on the bed, she kissed me passionately, and I couldn't stop being amazed by the firmness of her ass. Through her jeans, I could see her firm, apple-shaped buttocks, her high hips, and her smooth, velvety brown skin.
It didn't take long for her to pull out my hard cock and put it in her mouth. She knew exactly what to do, and in a few seconds she covered it with plenty of hot saliva, making the friction between her hands and lips nice and smooth.
I almost came in her mouth right there, and we'd only just started!
When I had the chance, I pulled her breasts out from under her bra, rolled up her shirt over them, and started sucking on her small but perky nipples with their big areolas.
I unbuttoned her jeans and admired her lace panties. I love touching panties without actually reaching the vulva… when I felt her approval, I pulled the elastic of the panties to tuck the fabric between the lips of her pussy , and that's when I heard her first moan, realizing that we were both going to enjoy our fetishes.
While we were making out and she was stroking my cock, which was nice and wet with her saliva, and I was already caressing her clit through her panties, I couldn't resist any longer and went straight for her pussy, which was perfectly shaved and wet… I put in a finger and she moaned again, I put in two and she separated her mouth from mine, when I put in three fingers she showed me without further ado that she was multi-orgasmic and released her first squirt, wetting her half-down jeans.
Desperate, I tried to undress her, but she stopped me instantly. She stood beside the bed and began a ritual so sensual and slow that I was once again on the verge of climaxing right there.
With her back to me, she lowered her pants, revealing her buttocks, which were covered in a red lace thong that fit her perfectly. The bulge in her crotch showed a fleshy vagina, and the thong was no longer just damp, but incredibly wet… little by little, she undressed completely, to approach me and do the same to me, always standing next to the bed.
Once we were both naked, she lay on top of me, and we did a 69 that lasted forever! I would have loved to lick her pussy with her panties on, since panties are one of my biggest fetishes (to the point that just writing the word "panties" makes me hard), but once I tasted her pussy, I forgot everything and started enjoying her delicious spurts that cascaded into my mouth.
Panties
Panties
Panties
Haha!
I got a really hard-on! Hehe
She rode me as much as she wanted, and I was focused on not coming! My cock was exploding with pleasure until I had to stop because I was about to come inside her and I didn't have a condom!
I put on a condom while she got on all fours, touching her pussy… And from then on, I pounded that pussy that was dripping with pleasure!
I didn't last long! After a few minutes, I ejaculated like I rarely have and collapsed beside her while she continued moaning and masturbating desperately.
Not even two minutes had passed when she stopped touching herself and went wild for my battered cock, which was practically dying of pleasure… she didn't give me a break!
I had to stop her to tell her I needed to pee. I went to the bathroom, peed, and when I came out she was sitting on her lap on the bed. As soon as I was near her, she started sucking my little limp cock again like a hungry calf!
I stopped her again, pretending I needed a smoke and confessing that I needed to rest for a bit.
We lit a cigarette and shared it, and while we cuddled, we joked around and laughed a lot… I told her she was insatiable, to which she replied that she was embarrassed because she didn't like me thinking she was a slut.
The second half was mine! I knew it wasn't going to end anytime soon, so I proceeded to fuck her in every position I could think of! Her moans turned into screams and her squirts into pee!
I remember with great pleasure having her on top of me, her breasts slapping against my face with their swaying motion, or having her beneath me, her legs on my shoulders, my cock buried deep in her wet, shaved pussy. Grabbing her tightly and asking her to come in my mouth… Pulling my cock out to quickly suck on her fleshy, dark vaginal lips, feeling her spurts flow from the corners of my mouth.
It was a two-hour hotel stay with two rounds! On my end, because I'm sure she came countless times! Innumerable! Because you can fake an orgasm, we agree, but that many times is impossible.
I drove her home, even though it was far, because it was late. On the way, we laughed a lot about her waterfalls, her insatiable appetite, and my small penis. She gave me a fifty-peso bill that she'd been scammed out of selling a bouquet of flowers because it was counterfeit, to see if I could exchange it for a real one.
Her name was Liliana.
She never went back to selling flowers on the corner.
I still have the real $50 bill to give him in my wallet.
She sold flowers on the street around the corner from my work, where I always parked my car. Every time I left the office, I would see her walking between the cars offering her bouquets.
She wore worn jeans, she was short and had a big butt, but an appealing butt.
Two breasts that looked like the heads of two dwarfs! Ha!
Once, while I was waiting at the traffic light, he offered me a bouquet of flowers, which I refused as always, telling him that I never gave flowers to my wife, and if I came home with them she would suspect something strange, but that time I got up the nerve and offered him a coffee.
I was surprised when he accepted immediately.
There was no coffee… we went straight to a motel.
Beforehand, both of us lying on the bed, she kissed me passionately, and I couldn't stop being amazed by the firmness of her ass. Through her jeans, I could see her firm, apple-shaped buttocks, her high hips, and her smooth, velvety brown skin.
It didn't take long for her to pull out my hard cock and put it in her mouth. She knew exactly what to do, and in a few seconds she covered it with plenty of hot saliva, making the friction between her hands and lips nice and smooth.
I almost came in her mouth right there, and we'd only just started!
When I had the chance, I pulled her breasts out from under her bra, rolled up her shirt over them, and started sucking on her small but perky nipples with their big areolas.
I unbuttoned her jeans and admired her lace panties. I love touching panties without actually reaching the vulva… when I felt her approval, I pulled the elastic of the panties to tuck the fabric between the lips of her pussy , and that's when I heard her first moan, realizing that we were both going to enjoy our fetishes.
While we were making out and she was stroking my cock, which was nice and wet with her saliva, and I was already caressing her clit through her panties, I couldn't resist any longer and went straight for her pussy, which was perfectly shaved and wet… I put in a finger and she moaned again, I put in two and she separated her mouth from mine, when I put in three fingers she showed me without further ado that she was multi-orgasmic and released her first squirt, wetting her half-down jeans.
Desperate, I tried to undress her, but she stopped me instantly. She stood beside the bed and began a ritual so sensual and slow that I was once again on the verge of climaxing right there.
With her back to me, she lowered her pants, revealing her buttocks, which were covered in a red lace thong that fit her perfectly. The bulge in her crotch showed a fleshy vagina, and the thong was no longer just damp, but incredibly wet… little by little, she undressed completely, to approach me and do the same to me, always standing next to the bed.
Once we were both naked, she lay on top of me, and we did a 69 that lasted forever! I would have loved to lick her pussy with her panties on, since panties are one of my biggest fetishes (to the point that just writing the word "panties" makes me hard), but once I tasted her pussy, I forgot everything and started enjoying her delicious spurts that cascaded into my mouth.
Panties
Panties
Panties
Haha!
I got a really hard-on! Hehe
She rode me as much as she wanted, and I was focused on not coming! My cock was exploding with pleasure until I had to stop because I was about to come inside her and I didn't have a condom!
I put on a condom while she got on all fours, touching her pussy… And from then on, I pounded that pussy that was dripping with pleasure!
I didn't last long! After a few minutes, I ejaculated like I rarely have and collapsed beside her while she continued moaning and masturbating desperately.
Not even two minutes had passed when she stopped touching herself and went wild for my battered cock, which was practically dying of pleasure… she didn't give me a break!
I had to stop her to tell her I needed to pee. I went to the bathroom, peed, and when I came out she was sitting on her lap on the bed. As soon as I was near her, she started sucking my little limp cock again like a hungry calf!
I stopped her again, pretending I needed a smoke and confessing that I needed to rest for a bit.
We lit a cigarette and shared it, and while we cuddled, we joked around and laughed a lot… I told her she was insatiable, to which she replied that she was embarrassed because she didn't like me thinking she was a slut.
The second half was mine! I knew it wasn't going to end anytime soon, so I proceeded to fuck her in every position I could think of! Her moans turned into screams and her squirts into pee!
I remember with great pleasure having her on top of me, her breasts slapping against my face with their swaying motion, or having her beneath me, her legs on my shoulders, my cock buried deep in her wet, shaved pussy. Grabbing her tightly and asking her to come in my mouth… Pulling my cock out to quickly suck on her fleshy, dark vaginal lips, feeling her spurts flow from the corners of my mouth.
It was a two-hour hotel stay with two rounds! On my end, because I'm sure she came countless times! Innumerable! Because you can fake an orgasm, we agree, but that many times is impossible.
I drove her home, even though it was far, because it was late. On the way, we laughed a lot about her waterfalls, her insatiable appetite, and my small penis. She gave me a fifty-peso bill that she'd been scammed out of selling a bouquet of flowers because it was counterfeit, to see if I could exchange it for a real one.
Her name was Liliana.
She never went back to selling flowers on the corner.
I still have the real $50 bill to give him in my wallet.
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Sun Nov 23, 2025 3:12 pm
The Redhead
She was my teacher and ended up being my lover.
But it all came to an end when she left her husband so we could live together.
I'm married, Auntie! I never promised anything else, and we agreed on it beforehand!
Luckily, things didn't escalate, and she had to deal with her bad decision.
The thing is, we started classes. I visited her house weekly for the lessons; she lived there with her husband and son. All three of them had the same profession, which is beside the point.
From the start, I was charmed by this cheeky redhead for being so laid-back, for her freckles all over, and of course… her amazing ass!
I ended up taking fifty weekly classes with her, at which point she gave me a medal for the achievement.
At that time, I was doing the same activity as them, but as an amateur. However, her husband suggested I work alongside my teacher since it was impossible for him to do it.
I gladly accepted, since they were professionals and I was just an amateur, which meant I was playing in the big leagues.
So we started working together, meeting not once a week, but three times a week…
When I was professionally ready, we had to go work in a larger city a few kilometers away. We went in my car for the trip. It went very well, and we left so happy that we went for a drink at a very elegant waterfront promenade and then wandered aimlessly around. At one point, I took her hand, and she rested her head on my shoulder.
I lowered my head to look at her, and she was looking at me. Everything melted into a romantic kiss; I even thought I heard violins playing in the background. And all I wanted was to have her!
We sat on a bench, and the kisses were as wet as they were endless. My hands were already searching for her underwear when she suggested we go somewhere more private.
We were in the big city, and neither of us knew where a hotel was! So we took the car and sped the few kilometers to our town.
We arrived straight at the hotel, where the madness of passion was unleashed.
But what absolutely drove me crazy was when she jumped on top of me and whispered in my ear,
"Just pretend you're going to deflower me because my husband hasn't touched me in years."
That was so dirty and raw. It was the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me!
I undressed her completely and noticed she had two small, very saggy breasts, and that under her bra she was wearing implants that made them look bigger. Her panties—I can't think of a sex story without remembering my favorite fetish! It was a pristine white cotton thong, and the moisture from her completely hairy pussy had soaked through it.
With a rock-hard erection, I fucked her twice in a row, desperately. I got home in the early hours, making excuses, of course.
From then on, it was a succession of almost daily fucks.
A friend of hers gave us the keys to her apartment so we could meet up at lunchtime, when she was at work.
During my lunch break at the office, I'd go to her apartment and she'd already be there. Every day she'd be waiting for me in different underwear, and she quickly realized my fetish for panties… One day she'd be wearing a thong, another day culotte , another day a slip.
We enjoyed having sex pressed against the window of the high floor, looking out at the street.
She was so embarrassed when I looked at her ass, even though I'd just been running my tongue over that hard leather ring. I cheated and hugged her with her back to the mirror.
We had sex against the window, on the bed, and once we even had sex on a kitchen chair that ended up completely limp!
But we also had sex at her house!
The first time, we took advantage of her husband going out to run an errand and went into the bathroom. She was wearing a skirt, and I lifted her onto the sink counter, pulled down her thong, and thrust my cock in so fast and violently, standing up, that I came inside her after just a few moments. I remember pulling my dick out of her pussy and a huge drop of semen falling onto the floor. I was so turned on by the idea of fucking her in that sanctuary of hanging panties! What a punishment for my fetish!
But once we got the hang of it, we'd have sex with her husband sleeping in the next room.
One afternoon, we decided to go to a hotel. After we'd blissfully finished, we were both kneeling on the bed, standing upright and kissing. A few moments before, I'd lifted her onto a chaise lounge in the room, which was so innovative in its design that no matter how I positioned her, it always had an opening facing upwards! A stroke of genius that allowed me to penetrate her in ways I'd never tried before, but I digress…
We were both kneeling and standing, kissing, when I ran my hand down her front, touched her vulva, and went further, slipping a finger into her anus. I whispered in her ear that that hole was what I'd wanted ever since I first saw her climb the stairs to her apartment.
Up until that moment, we'd never had anal sex. Perhaps because I'm old-fashioned, I'm very respectful of anal sex and only ask for it when I'm extremely close… I'm not really sure why.
She showed me she had experience in that area. I naively asked if she wanted us to use any lubricant, to which she replied that it wasn't necessary. She got on all fours, spread her ass cheeks, and that magical eye invited me in. I entered with ease into a tight, hot, and pleasure-filled passage.
I was about to come if it weren't for her suddenly stopping me, turning to face me, and laying me on my back.
"Now it's my turn to fulfill my fantasy of you finishing in my mouth," she said.
And she started sucking my cock desperately.
The truth is, I don't usually finish easily with a blowjob, so I tried to lick her pussy in a 69 position, but she told me not to, to just enjoy myself.
So I devoted myself to exploring her hairy pussy, her delicate yet large lips, my gaze tracing her anus, her urethral meatus, her clitoris, and all her intimacy in an amazing close-up. She was right there in front of me; I could even smell her fragrance. And that's when I managed to release all my semen down her throat, which she graciously showed me as she swallowed it…
It was the first time I'd ever come in someone's mouth.
It turned me on so much that as soon as she swallowed, I turned her onto her back, put her legs on my shoulders, and inserted my still-hard cock, alternating between her anus and her pussy until I came again. As was her custom, she closed her eyes and moved her head from side to side, making a strange "shhhh" sound… letting air pass between her teeth.
I remember another very romantic moment when, after we'd made love, I was lying face down on the bed and she climbed on top of me and sang in my ear in beautiful Portuguese, "Eu sem você não tenho por quê / Porque sem você não sei nem chorar / Sou chama sem luz / Jardim sem luar / Luar sem amor / Amor sem se dar," by the Brazilian Vinicius de Moraes.
Unfortunately, the relationship ended when she left her husband to be with me, something we had made clear: that anything was worth it except falling in love.
I'm still tempted, from time to time, to call her.
She was my teacher and ended up being my lover.
But it all came to an end when she left her husband so we could live together.
I'm married, Auntie! I never promised anything else, and we agreed on it beforehand!
Luckily, things didn't escalate, and she had to deal with her bad decision.
The thing is, we started classes. I visited her house weekly for the lessons; she lived there with her husband and son. All three of them had the same profession, which is beside the point.
From the start, I was charmed by this cheeky redhead for being so laid-back, for her freckles all over, and of course… her amazing ass!
I ended up taking fifty weekly classes with her, at which point she gave me a medal for the achievement.
At that time, I was doing the same activity as them, but as an amateur. However, her husband suggested I work alongside my teacher since it was impossible for him to do it.
I gladly accepted, since they were professionals and I was just an amateur, which meant I was playing in the big leagues.
So we started working together, meeting not once a week, but three times a week…
When I was professionally ready, we had to go work in a larger city a few kilometers away. We went in my car for the trip. It went very well, and we left so happy that we went for a drink at a very elegant waterfront promenade and then wandered aimlessly around. At one point, I took her hand, and she rested her head on my shoulder.
I lowered my head to look at her, and she was looking at me. Everything melted into a romantic kiss; I even thought I heard violins playing in the background. And all I wanted was to have her!
We sat on a bench, and the kisses were as wet as they were endless. My hands were already searching for her underwear when she suggested we go somewhere more private.
We were in the big city, and neither of us knew where a hotel was! So we took the car and sped the few kilometers to our town.
We arrived straight at the hotel, where the madness of passion was unleashed.
But what absolutely drove me crazy was when she jumped on top of me and whispered in my ear,
"Just pretend you're going to deflower me because my husband hasn't touched me in years."
That was so dirty and raw. It was the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me!
I undressed her completely and noticed she had two small, very saggy breasts, and that under her bra she was wearing implants that made them look bigger. Her panties—I can't think of a sex story without remembering my favorite fetish! It was a pristine white cotton thong, and the moisture from her completely hairy pussy had soaked through it.
With a rock-hard erection, I fucked her twice in a row, desperately. I got home in the early hours, making excuses, of course.
From then on, it was a succession of almost daily fucks.
A friend of hers gave us the keys to her apartment so we could meet up at lunchtime, when she was at work.
During my lunch break at the office, I'd go to her apartment and she'd already be there. Every day she'd be waiting for me in different underwear, and she quickly realized my fetish for panties… One day she'd be wearing a thong, another day culotte , another day a slip.
We enjoyed having sex pressed against the window of the high floor, looking out at the street.
She was so embarrassed when I looked at her ass, even though I'd just been running my tongue over that hard leather ring. I cheated and hugged her with her back to the mirror.
We had sex against the window, on the bed, and once we even had sex on a kitchen chair that ended up completely limp!
But we also had sex at her house!
The first time, we took advantage of her husband going out to run an errand and went into the bathroom. She was wearing a skirt, and I lifted her onto the sink counter, pulled down her thong, and thrust my cock in so fast and violently, standing up, that I came inside her after just a few moments. I remember pulling my dick out of her pussy and a huge drop of semen falling onto the floor. I was so turned on by the idea of fucking her in that sanctuary of hanging panties! What a punishment for my fetish!
But once we got the hang of it, we'd have sex with her husband sleeping in the next room.
One afternoon, we decided to go to a hotel. After we'd blissfully finished, we were both kneeling on the bed, standing upright and kissing. A few moments before, I'd lifted her onto a chaise lounge in the room, which was so innovative in its design that no matter how I positioned her, it always had an opening facing upwards! A stroke of genius that allowed me to penetrate her in ways I'd never tried before, but I digress…
We were both kneeling and standing, kissing, when I ran my hand down her front, touched her vulva, and went further, slipping a finger into her anus. I whispered in her ear that that hole was what I'd wanted ever since I first saw her climb the stairs to her apartment.
Up until that moment, we'd never had anal sex. Perhaps because I'm old-fashioned, I'm very respectful of anal sex and only ask for it when I'm extremely close… I'm not really sure why.
She showed me she had experience in that area. I naively asked if she wanted us to use any lubricant, to which she replied that it wasn't necessary. She got on all fours, spread her ass cheeks, and that magical eye invited me in. I entered with ease into a tight, hot, and pleasure-filled passage.
I was about to come if it weren't for her suddenly stopping me, turning to face me, and laying me on my back.
"Now it's my turn to fulfill my fantasy of you finishing in my mouth," she said.
And she started sucking my cock desperately.
The truth is, I don't usually finish easily with a blowjob, so I tried to lick her pussy in a 69 position, but she told me not to, to just enjoy myself.
So I devoted myself to exploring her hairy pussy, her delicate yet large lips, my gaze tracing her anus, her urethral meatus, her clitoris, and all her intimacy in an amazing close-up. She was right there in front of me; I could even smell her fragrance. And that's when I managed to release all my semen down her throat, which she graciously showed me as she swallowed it…
It was the first time I'd ever come in someone's mouth.
It turned me on so much that as soon as she swallowed, I turned her onto her back, put her legs on my shoulders, and inserted my still-hard cock, alternating between her anus and her pussy until I came again. As was her custom, she closed her eyes and moved her head from side to side, making a strange "shhhh" sound… letting air pass between her teeth.
I remember another very romantic moment when, after we'd made love, I was lying face down on the bed and she climbed on top of me and sang in my ear in beautiful Portuguese, "Eu sem você não tenho por quê / Porque sem você não sei nem chorar / Sou chama sem luz / Jardim sem luar / Luar sem amor / Amor sem se dar," by the Brazilian Vinicius de Moraes.
Unfortunately, the relationship ended when she left her husband to be with me, something we had made clear: that anything was worth it except falling in love.
I'm still tempted, from time to time, to call her.
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alpargatero - Posts: 19
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Sun Nov 23, 2025 3:12 pm
My Fetish
Teh Panty are my fetish. I choose panties over anything else.
When I was little, when I discovered masturbation, I always got turned on by panties in the bathroom at my friends' houses.
I remember the first time like it was yesterday. I was visiting an aunt in another city, and we went to the house of a friend of hers who was much older than me, but whom I was hopelessly in love with. I knew my feelings would never be reciprocated because I was a pre-teen and she was already a grown woman.
At one point, I went into the bathroom, just intending to pee, but in the privacy of the stall, I saw a pair of her panties hanging on the showerhead. I picked them up, and just the feel of the fabric made my penis hard. I started smelling and licking them at the same time I began to masturbate, without really knowing what I was doing. I came in a short time, and a small amount of semen, which was the first time I'd ever seen it, was left hanging on the sink. I thought it was cheeky to leave it like that and left, pretending I hadn't noticed. I never found out what happened when she found it.
But that was the starting point of my panty fetish.
I already mentioned in another story above that I even get a hard-on just writing the word…
Panty
Panty
Panty
hahaha!
Once, my sister and I went to a friend's house. Her sister worked with me. We were all in a friendly atmosphere. I went into the bathroom and saw a laundry basket… I looked around and found a pair of panties, which, judging by the size, belonged to my friend. Her sister was way too big and had a big butt to wear those "briefs." (And a total slut.)
They were made of a soft fabric, like polyester or spandex, something like that, light green with darker spots. I immediately put them in my pocket and pretended not to notice… I stole them!
At home, I discovered a brown stain in the crotch area, where underwear has the cotton gusset, and a scent that my teenage virginity knew for the first time.
I didn't like Marita, my roommate, and I never thought of making a move on her. But her panties, hidden in my bedroom, gave me the first amazing masturbation sessions I can remember.
From then on, I was always on the lookout for panties, or if stealing them wasn't possible, at least keeping an eye out for them.
Once, I found my wife's cousin's white thong lying in the shower at a relative's house. I've known her since she was a little girl, but by then she was a grown woman, and she proved it with the amount of vaginal discharge on her panties and the pleasant scent that has marked the course of my life. I also have a fetish for that woman, since, although I've known her since she was a child, we've worked together, and I've been seeing her "ass biting panties" ever since she grew up. And her breasts! Oh my god! Just thinking about them sends me into a frenzy of fantasies.
Let's get back to the panty fetish.
Every time I've had to shower at my in-laws' house, I take advantage of their blessed habit of leaving their panties hanging on the faucet! I love that custom! I used to have some amazing wanks with my mother-in-law panties.
Once, not too long ago, I traveled with my wife, my mother-in-law, and my mother-in-law's sister, who's single... more than single, a spinster. I also have a fantasy that she's a virgin.
During a stop we made so they could use the restroom, I opened the trunk to rearrange the bags and saw my aunt's suitcase… I immediately checked an outside pocket and my intuition was right! All the dirty underwear was there… I “borrowed” a pair of black satin panties, which I still have and which have gradually lost their scent from all the saliva I've been using on them.
These days I have a pair of my sister-in-law's panties. They're all green lace and absolutely gorgeous. Their scent never disappoints.
Let's be honest! My fetish is for ordinary, everyday panties, the kind you see in a real "amateur" style, not the sophisticated lingerie sold in sex shops! That stuff doesn't excite me at all. What's truly exciting is finding that everyday trophy, with all its imperfections, wear and tear, holes, and of course, smells and tastes.
And it's worth clarifying that I'm not interested in just anything. If the panties are extremely dirty, if they have poop stains, and things like that, I don't like them, and I've learned to avoid them. I'm only interested in the ones that are in such good condition that you know you'd want to suckle like a little calf.
Nor has buying those garments from online stores worked for me. Those "virgin" products don't deserve the slightest attention.
Another thing that obsesses me about panties is when they peek through clothing. I think it's more exciting to imagine what's visible behind the clothes, to imagine the texture, the colors, to imagine if the fabric digs between the lips of the vagina or if the ass bites against the fabric. Imagination is key to achieving good masturbation.
Finally... Tell me! Are you obsessed with panties?
Teh Panty are my fetish. I choose panties over anything else.
When I was little, when I discovered masturbation, I always got turned on by panties in the bathroom at my friends' houses.
I remember the first time like it was yesterday. I was visiting an aunt in another city, and we went to the house of a friend of hers who was much older than me, but whom I was hopelessly in love with. I knew my feelings would never be reciprocated because I was a pre-teen and she was already a grown woman.
At one point, I went into the bathroom, just intending to pee, but in the privacy of the stall, I saw a pair of her panties hanging on the showerhead. I picked them up, and just the feel of the fabric made my penis hard. I started smelling and licking them at the same time I began to masturbate, without really knowing what I was doing. I came in a short time, and a small amount of semen, which was the first time I'd ever seen it, was left hanging on the sink. I thought it was cheeky to leave it like that and left, pretending I hadn't noticed. I never found out what happened when she found it.
But that was the starting point of my panty fetish.
I already mentioned in another story above that I even get a hard-on just writing the word…
Panty
Panty
Panty
hahaha!
Once, my sister and I went to a friend's house. Her sister worked with me. We were all in a friendly atmosphere. I went into the bathroom and saw a laundry basket… I looked around and found a pair of panties, which, judging by the size, belonged to my friend. Her sister was way too big and had a big butt to wear those "briefs." (And a total slut.)
They were made of a soft fabric, like polyester or spandex, something like that, light green with darker spots. I immediately put them in my pocket and pretended not to notice… I stole them!
At home, I discovered a brown stain in the crotch area, where underwear has the cotton gusset, and a scent that my teenage virginity knew for the first time.
I didn't like Marita, my roommate, and I never thought of making a move on her. But her panties, hidden in my bedroom, gave me the first amazing masturbation sessions I can remember.
From then on, I was always on the lookout for panties, or if stealing them wasn't possible, at least keeping an eye out for them.
Once, I found my wife's cousin's white thong lying in the shower at a relative's house. I've known her since she was a little girl, but by then she was a grown woman, and she proved it with the amount of vaginal discharge on her panties and the pleasant scent that has marked the course of my life. I also have a fetish for that woman, since, although I've known her since she was a child, we've worked together, and I've been seeing her "ass biting panties" ever since she grew up. And her breasts! Oh my god! Just thinking about them sends me into a frenzy of fantasies.
Let's get back to the panty fetish.
Every time I've had to shower at my in-laws' house, I take advantage of their blessed habit of leaving their panties hanging on the faucet! I love that custom! I used to have some amazing wanks with my mother-in-law panties.
Once, not too long ago, I traveled with my wife, my mother-in-law, and my mother-in-law's sister, who's single... more than single, a spinster. I also have a fantasy that she's a virgin.
During a stop we made so they could use the restroom, I opened the trunk to rearrange the bags and saw my aunt's suitcase… I immediately checked an outside pocket and my intuition was right! All the dirty underwear was there… I “borrowed” a pair of black satin panties, which I still have and which have gradually lost their scent from all the saliva I've been using on them.
These days I have a pair of my sister-in-law's panties. They're all green lace and absolutely gorgeous. Their scent never disappoints.
Let's be honest! My fetish is for ordinary, everyday panties, the kind you see in a real "amateur" style, not the sophisticated lingerie sold in sex shops! That stuff doesn't excite me at all. What's truly exciting is finding that everyday trophy, with all its imperfections, wear and tear, holes, and of course, smells and tastes.
And it's worth clarifying that I'm not interested in just anything. If the panties are extremely dirty, if they have poop stains, and things like that, I don't like them, and I've learned to avoid them. I'm only interested in the ones that are in such good condition that you know you'd want to suckle like a little calf.
Nor has buying those garments from online stores worked for me. Those "virgin" products don't deserve the slightest attention.
Another thing that obsesses me about panties is when they peek through clothing. I think it's more exciting to imagine what's visible behind the clothes, to imagine the texture, the colors, to imagine if the fabric digs between the lips of the vagina or if the ass bites against the fabric. Imagination is key to achieving good masturbation.
Finally... Tell me! Are you obsessed with panties?
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alpargatero - Posts: 19
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Sun Nov 23, 2025 3:15 pm
The Asian girl
She came to me through the influence of my credit card. I didn't care. It wasn't the first time I'd paid for sex.
Although at first it seemed she a bit skinny, after a short time of putting my inner flow into it it was quite vigorous.
At las she approached completely naked, arms and mouth open. I suggested she put on some panties so I could play with them and heighten my arousal. I love playing with underwear, smelling it, licking it…
She sat on my lap, I ran my hand behind her bra and felt her small, firm breasts! The first kisses weren't on her mouth, they were directly on her nipples.
She reacted coldly and indifferently, letting me know that his focus was on sex and not the love that I needed.
I didn't care! Within minutes of sucking on her tits and feeling her panties on me, my cock was hard enough to penetrate her.
I sat her on my lap facing me, pulled her thong up her right thigh, took out my hard cock, and tried to slide it into her pussy. She was too dry to be fucked, so I had to stop to apply a good amount of lube.
The moment I touched the wetness of her pussy, I went wild! I threw her back on the bed and pounced on her like a lion to take her completely! As I tried to lift her legs onto my shoulders, she made her first sounds…
- Fssshhhhhhh
She pricked herself.
I didn't give a fuck! I kept pumping my hard cock until it exploded!
But not out of passion!
Exploded literally!
I cleaned it, folded it, and put it back in its box, wondering if I should file a claim on eBay.
She came to me through the influence of my credit card. I didn't care. It wasn't the first time I'd paid for sex.
Although at first it seemed she a bit skinny, after a short time of putting my inner flow into it it was quite vigorous.
At las she approached completely naked, arms and mouth open. I suggested she put on some panties so I could play with them and heighten my arousal. I love playing with underwear, smelling it, licking it…
She sat on my lap, I ran my hand behind her bra and felt her small, firm breasts! The first kisses weren't on her mouth, they were directly on her nipples.
She reacted coldly and indifferently, letting me know that his focus was on sex and not the love that I needed.
I didn't care! Within minutes of sucking on her tits and feeling her panties on me, my cock was hard enough to penetrate her.
I sat her on my lap facing me, pulled her thong up her right thigh, took out my hard cock, and tried to slide it into her pussy. She was too dry to be fucked, so I had to stop to apply a good amount of lube.
The moment I touched the wetness of her pussy, I went wild! I threw her back on the bed and pounced on her like a lion to take her completely! As I tried to lift her legs onto my shoulders, she made her first sounds…
- Fssshhhhhhh
She pricked herself.
I didn't give a fuck! I kept pumping my hard cock until it exploded!
But not out of passion!
Exploded literally!
I cleaned it, folded it, and put it back in its box, wondering if I should file a claim on eBay.
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Sun Nov 23, 2025 7:23 pm
The Maid 2
Since she arrived at my house, everything has changed. Her work potential is enormous, and her positive attitude makes her indispensable! She always smiles, always greets me with a kiss on the cheek affectionately, and addresses me formally.
When she approaches to greet me, I can't help but smell her fresh, natural, and incredibly deep scent, which is what ignites my fantasies.
The woman is almost as tall as me, about 1.75 meters, voluptuous, and has a distinctive accent that is undeniably seductive. She has straight, black hair, thick strands, a flat nose typical of her race, and lips that invite you to bite them. She has a high forehead and gathers her hair in a ponytail that leaves her ears visible.
She always wears short sleeves or has her shoulders bare, even in winter. This reveals glimpses of her bras in front of her armpits, which support two enormous breasts, and when it's cold, her nipples, large as wine corks, inevitably become hard and erect.
Otherwise, she wears black or light gray leggings every day, always the same. She feels comfortable working in them and has never accepted my supply of work clothes.
And thank God for that!
Because those leggings accentuate her sensual hips, where the elastic bands of her thongs or, sometimes, her bikini bottoms are clearly visible. From behind, her enormous, firm buttocks create a deep cleft where the fabric disappears into the depths of her ass, beginning to define her pronounced mons pubis, which, when she bends over, reveals her labia… Because it goes without saying, she always, always, always wears her leggings so tight that they leave a clear outline.
What keeps me away from her is the work relationship, the issue of harassment, and the need to use her services, because, it must be said, she's excellent at what she does.
Besides, my fantasy dies when I imagine her on top of me! I don't know if I have the strength to be able to fuck her properly, as she deserves.
She recently separated from her husband because he didn't want her to work. I also have a working relationship with him, and I wouldn't want to sleep with his ex-wife… although if I had the chance to give her a good pounding, I don't know if I'd care that much about our friendship.
I really want to see her naked. She's very Latina, dark-skinned, and I imagine the darkness of her lips and the pink depth of her pussy. Her ass is big and firm, and I imagine her completely shaved, because otherwise pube would be would markthrough her tight leggings.
For now, like history The Maid 1, I'm discreetly watching, filming, and taking high-definition photos that give me the best wanks! I don't want to invade her privacy in the bathroom with electronic devices so it doesn't lead to workplace harassment, but every day I'm closer to doing it because I can't wait to see her naked.
Since she arrived at my house, everything has changed. Her work potential is enormous, and her positive attitude makes her indispensable! She always smiles, always greets me with a kiss on the cheek affectionately, and addresses me formally.
When she approaches to greet me, I can't help but smell her fresh, natural, and incredibly deep scent, which is what ignites my fantasies.
The woman is almost as tall as me, about 1.75 meters, voluptuous, and has a distinctive accent that is undeniably seductive. She has straight, black hair, thick strands, a flat nose typical of her race, and lips that invite you to bite them. She has a high forehead and gathers her hair in a ponytail that leaves her ears visible.
She always wears short sleeves or has her shoulders bare, even in winter. This reveals glimpses of her bras in front of her armpits, which support two enormous breasts, and when it's cold, her nipples, large as wine corks, inevitably become hard and erect.
Otherwise, she wears black or light gray leggings every day, always the same. She feels comfortable working in them and has never accepted my supply of work clothes.
And thank God for that!
Because those leggings accentuate her sensual hips, where the elastic bands of her thongs or, sometimes, her bikini bottoms are clearly visible. From behind, her enormous, firm buttocks create a deep cleft where the fabric disappears into the depths of her ass, beginning to define her pronounced mons pubis, which, when she bends over, reveals her labia… Because it goes without saying, she always, always, always wears her leggings so tight that they leave a clear outline.
What keeps me away from her is the work relationship, the issue of harassment, and the need to use her services, because, it must be said, she's excellent at what she does.
Besides, my fantasy dies when I imagine her on top of me! I don't know if I have the strength to be able to fuck her properly, as she deserves.
She recently separated from her husband because he didn't want her to work. I also have a working relationship with him, and I wouldn't want to sleep with his ex-wife… although if I had the chance to give her a good pounding, I don't know if I'd care that much about our friendship.
I really want to see her naked. She's very Latina, dark-skinned, and I imagine the darkness of her lips and the pink depth of her pussy. Her ass is big and firm, and I imagine her completely shaved, because otherwise pube would be would markthrough her tight leggings.
For now, like history The Maid 1, I'm discreetly watching, filming, and taking high-definition photos that give me the best wanks! I don't want to invade her privacy in the bathroom with electronic devices so it doesn't lead to workplace harassment, but every day I'm closer to doing it because I can't wait to see her naked.
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alpargatero - Posts: 19
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Tue Nov 25, 2025 8:06 pm
Auntie
I was alone in my house for a few days and much of my free time was dedicated to editing with Photoshop porn images downloaded from the Internet, with the faces of the women in my family environment that I would like to fuck and who, for obvious reasons, never dared to hint at my intentions.
The door to my studio opened onto the garden, which is completely open, so access to my house is easy and since it is a quiet city, it doesn't worry me.
I had downloaded a lot of photos of Grandma Libby from the Internet since she looks extraordinarily similar to one of my wife's aunts, not only in her face, but also in her body... very similar!
I once had a comical argument over shuffleboard, where he blamed me for his bad game, claiming that I had touched his ass, to which I told him that it wasn't true, but that he could kiss it whenever he wanted. She blushed ....She blushed a lot again when I discovered her at the edge of the pool arranging her bushes under the mesh because she hadn't shaved. I love grannies and I find enormous potential for pleasure with them, because they tend to be underserved sexually and I always flirt with them.
I spend a lot of time after those anecdotes
The thing is that I was editing, listening to music with headphones, when I felt someone touch me from behind.
I turn around and…
She was my wife's aunt...
The dialogue went more or less like this
- What are you doing? That's me!
- Yes, aunt, sorry! I just can't believe how similar you are to this lady and I couldn't resist trying to believe that I saw you naked.
- But that's easier than wasting time on the computer... You ask me and that's enough.
- I would never dare to ask you for something like that.
- But I would love to fuck you baby... (a colloquial expression where he refers to me as a young man)
- I can't forget the day when I saw you settling your assholes in the pool
I give a sly laugh and he tells me
- Of course, that day I did it for you... I knew you were watching... I was going to show you my whole pussy, but you got nervous and left
- Your husband was next to you.
- That idiot! He doesn't even stop his dick anymore…. Why don't you put down that computer and go to bed? I have many things to teach you...
Immediately afterwards I sat up from my chair and was face to face with the aunt, who took both my hands and stood on tiptoe to start eating my mouth. When I put my arms behind her waist she started caressing my cock outside my pants and gave me her tongue inside my mouth.
We walked the few meters that separated us from the bed, she in front of me, giving me her hand and I with my gaze fixed on her ass, which was under a gray joggers and a shirt that covered everything... I was sure it was going to be mine.
Once in the room, she turned on me again to kiss me and I slid my hand under her jogging pants to caress her ass cheeks, clad in large cotton panties that covered everything. While I caressed her ass I pulled the fabric up so that it filled the entire trench and once I had all the underwear stuffed into the trench of her ass, I pushed her face down on the bed and violently lowered her pants to start sucking everything...
- Mmmm...I like it, he whispered
I was wetting her trench with saliva and while I put my hand under her body as best I could, trying to reach her nipples flattened all over her body... that's when I realized that she was petite but bigger than I expected... She intelligently turned on her side so that I could put my hand under her blouse and find her flaccid tits under a lace bra... I lifted the bra and I was surprised by how small her nipples were, which soon became hard.
- Give me kisses on my pussy so I can lubricate it so you can penetrate me
I didn't run her panties to suck it.
A torrent of saliva that I don't know where I got it from flooded all the cotton of her panties…. I started to masturbate her with the fabric of her panties and she began to moan softly until I couldn't take it anymore and I moved her panties to the side and put my nose to her clitoris…. Enormous!
How to describe the aroma! Awesome! An old woman's pussy, with a long time without being treated with affection, with few but long, gray hairs and two fleshy lips crowned by a clitoris that looked like a small penis... the pink hole as if she were 40 years old, in front of my eyes her large uninary meatus that looked at me asking for my tongue and further down the two cheeks of her sagging ass enveloping the desired hole
I started with her clitoris, obviously! Pressed between my lips, it felt like the glans of a small penis…. I sucked for a long time while my fingers tried to penetrate her through the shell already wet with my saliva. I cursed not having lube at the time, but I didn't seem to need it.
When I put her on all fours to fuck her I realized that my small penis was useless! Her huge ass took me so far from the two holes that I could barely get my head in... I left everything for a moment and ran to the kitchen to look for something... she was surprised when she saw that I was leaving.
I came back with a medium eggplant and a small carrot, which was the only thing I had... now I do!
At first she resisted me putting the eggplant in her shell, but as soon as she felt it fresh and hard she relaxed, turned on her side and I started to masturbate her.
As he entered and exited deeper and slower, I spread saliva with my hands in the ditch of his ass... it was time to bury the carrot... but I discovered something that made me cum instantly!
While I was putting the eggplant in her, and with her ass well lubricated, I put my middle finger in to start opening her hole and I discovered that with my finger I could feel the hardness of the eggplant going in and out... immediately afterward I began to use force with my finger to touch the eggplant harder, at which point she took my arm and forced me to leave the eggplant so she could take it and give it much more speed in and out... she went crazy, I pressed my hand harder. finger across her ass touching the eggplant that went in and out and a long stream of hot semen fell on her leg….
I ejaculated without even touching myself
I took my finger out of her ass and unfortunately it came dirty... I wiped it on her panties because that's a limit I don't like to cross.
Although if you like peach, put up with the fluff...
She didn't stop pumping the eggplant for a long time. I took some of my semen with my fingers and put it in her mouth.
While she continued masturbating with the eggplant I dedicated myself to kissing her and putting my tongue in her ear and she continued moaning slower and slower until she was almost whispering... she had orgasms alone a few times.
He confessed to me that he had never done double penetration, much less with an eggplant. Also, it had been many years since he had jerked off.
We laughed, because I hadn't done it either.
I asked him for permission and I did the best photo session I have ever done in my life… he gave me everything!
We still maintain the relationship secretly. I repeat that she is great! He is 80 years old! And she lives with her daughter and it's not easy to fuck at home and she doesn't have time to go out often either, but she finds them whenever she feels like it.
Now we pick often but more calmly, although every time I go to the market I buy the best eggplants just in case.
I was alone in my house for a few days and much of my free time was dedicated to editing with Photoshop porn images downloaded from the Internet, with the faces of the women in my family environment that I would like to fuck and who, for obvious reasons, never dared to hint at my intentions.
The door to my studio opened onto the garden, which is completely open, so access to my house is easy and since it is a quiet city, it doesn't worry me.
I had downloaded a lot of photos of Grandma Libby from the Internet since she looks extraordinarily similar to one of my wife's aunts, not only in her face, but also in her body... very similar!
I once had a comical argument over shuffleboard, where he blamed me for his bad game, claiming that I had touched his ass, to which I told him that it wasn't true, but that he could kiss it whenever he wanted. She blushed ....She blushed a lot again when I discovered her at the edge of the pool arranging her bushes under the mesh because she hadn't shaved. I love grannies and I find enormous potential for pleasure with them, because they tend to be underserved sexually and I always flirt with them.
I spend a lot of time after those anecdotes
The thing is that I was editing, listening to music with headphones, when I felt someone touch me from behind.
I turn around and…
She was my wife's aunt...
The dialogue went more or less like this
- What are you doing? That's me!
- Yes, aunt, sorry! I just can't believe how similar you are to this lady and I couldn't resist trying to believe that I saw you naked.
- But that's easier than wasting time on the computer... You ask me and that's enough.
- I would never dare to ask you for something like that.
- But I would love to fuck you baby... (a colloquial expression where he refers to me as a young man)
- I can't forget the day when I saw you settling your assholes in the pool
I give a sly laugh and he tells me
- Of course, that day I did it for you... I knew you were watching... I was going to show you my whole pussy, but you got nervous and left
- Your husband was next to you.
- That idiot! He doesn't even stop his dick anymore…. Why don't you put down that computer and go to bed? I have many things to teach you...
Immediately afterwards I sat up from my chair and was face to face with the aunt, who took both my hands and stood on tiptoe to start eating my mouth. When I put my arms behind her waist she started caressing my cock outside my pants and gave me her tongue inside my mouth.
We walked the few meters that separated us from the bed, she in front of me, giving me her hand and I with my gaze fixed on her ass, which was under a gray joggers and a shirt that covered everything... I was sure it was going to be mine.
Once in the room, she turned on me again to kiss me and I slid my hand under her jogging pants to caress her ass cheeks, clad in large cotton panties that covered everything. While I caressed her ass I pulled the fabric up so that it filled the entire trench and once I had all the underwear stuffed into the trench of her ass, I pushed her face down on the bed and violently lowered her pants to start sucking everything...
- Mmmm...I like it, he whispered
I was wetting her trench with saliva and while I put my hand under her body as best I could, trying to reach her nipples flattened all over her body... that's when I realized that she was petite but bigger than I expected... She intelligently turned on her side so that I could put my hand under her blouse and find her flaccid tits under a lace bra... I lifted the bra and I was surprised by how small her nipples were, which soon became hard.
- Give me kisses on my pussy so I can lubricate it so you can penetrate me
I didn't run her panties to suck it.
A torrent of saliva that I don't know where I got it from flooded all the cotton of her panties…. I started to masturbate her with the fabric of her panties and she began to moan softly until I couldn't take it anymore and I moved her panties to the side and put my nose to her clitoris…. Enormous!
How to describe the aroma! Awesome! An old woman's pussy, with a long time without being treated with affection, with few but long, gray hairs and two fleshy lips crowned by a clitoris that looked like a small penis... the pink hole as if she were 40 years old, in front of my eyes her large uninary meatus that looked at me asking for my tongue and further down the two cheeks of her sagging ass enveloping the desired hole
I started with her clitoris, obviously! Pressed between my lips, it felt like the glans of a small penis…. I sucked for a long time while my fingers tried to penetrate her through the shell already wet with my saliva. I cursed not having lube at the time, but I didn't seem to need it.
When I put her on all fours to fuck her I realized that my small penis was useless! Her huge ass took me so far from the two holes that I could barely get my head in... I left everything for a moment and ran to the kitchen to look for something... she was surprised when she saw that I was leaving.
I came back with a medium eggplant and a small carrot, which was the only thing I had... now I do!
At first she resisted me putting the eggplant in her shell, but as soon as she felt it fresh and hard she relaxed, turned on her side and I started to masturbate her.
As he entered and exited deeper and slower, I spread saliva with my hands in the ditch of his ass... it was time to bury the carrot... but I discovered something that made me cum instantly!
While I was putting the eggplant in her, and with her ass well lubricated, I put my middle finger in to start opening her hole and I discovered that with my finger I could feel the hardness of the eggplant going in and out... immediately afterward I began to use force with my finger to touch the eggplant harder, at which point she took my arm and forced me to leave the eggplant so she could take it and give it much more speed in and out... she went crazy, I pressed my hand harder. finger across her ass touching the eggplant that went in and out and a long stream of hot semen fell on her leg….
I ejaculated without even touching myself
I took my finger out of her ass and unfortunately it came dirty... I wiped it on her panties because that's a limit I don't like to cross.
Although if you like peach, put up with the fluff...
She didn't stop pumping the eggplant for a long time. I took some of my semen with my fingers and put it in her mouth.
While she continued masturbating with the eggplant I dedicated myself to kissing her and putting my tongue in her ear and she continued moaning slower and slower until she was almost whispering... she had orgasms alone a few times.
He confessed to me that he had never done double penetration, much less with an eggplant. Also, it had been many years since he had jerked off.
We laughed, because I hadn't done it either.
I asked him for permission and I did the best photo session I have ever done in my life… he gave me everything!
We still maintain the relationship secretly. I repeat that she is great! He is 80 years old! And she lives with her daughter and it's not easy to fuck at home and she doesn't have time to go out often either, but she finds them whenever she feels like it.
Now we pick often but more calmly, although every time I go to the market I buy the best eggplants just in case.
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Wed Nov 26, 2025 12:05 am
the tenant's panties
When I became financially independent, at a very young age, I rented a tiny apartment in a housing complex made up of apartments with small patios, one behind the other, separated only by a low wall.
I lived in the first of these tiny apartments, and behind me lived a university student from a neighboring city.
Every weekend, this student returned to the city and left the apartment empty.
At first, I started fantasizing about her panties hanging on the line. I just had to find the right moment.
One Friday night, I heard her close her door as she started her commute back to her city.
I waited patiently for a while, and when I was sure she wasn't coming back, I climbed over the low fence to take down her panties and went back to my apartment to masturbate! Awesome!
The situation repeated itself many times, and I even left a trail of semen on her panties once, but it didn't seem to bother her because she kept leaving them hanging up…
One night, besides crossing the fence, I decided to try my apartment key on her door.
Incredibly, these properties were of such low quality that all the doors were the same! The key worked perfectly, and I managed to get inside.
Once inside, without turning on the lights, using only a small birthday candle, I focused solely on looking through her underwear. (Cell phones didn't exist back then!!). Of course, I found clean clothes in her closet, and the rest were hanging on the line! Also freshly laundered!… My intention was to discover her most intimate scents and taste her pussy. Unfortunately, it wasn't to be!
I masturbated on her bed, using her panties, and this time I was careful not to leave any traces so the game wouldn't end if she realized I'd invaded her privacy!
But that sparked a strategy in me… the day she goes on a trip and doesn't hang up her panties, that will be my lucky day!
Weeks passed and the situation kept repeating itself: I go in, jerk off, and leave! Until one weekend…
That Friday night, for some reason, she left much later. When I went in, I didn't go straight to the underwear closet, but instead checked the laundry basket in the bathroom first, and yes!!! My strategy had worked! There were three pairs of panties, probably used during the last week!
By this point, I had already organized myself with a small flashlight, so I prepared to enjoy my Friday ritual!
For this occasion, I took down a large mirror from the dining room wall and placed it in the bedroom so I could see myself lying on the bed, and a festival of masturbation began in the dim light, enjoying her panties and their scents, reaching ecstasy with their tastes…
I put them on one by one, while with another pair I rubbed my cock and another pair on my face… I masturbated face down with one pair of panties wedged deep in my ass crack while sucking on another thong placed on her pillow as if it were her. I tried on some bras, but unfortunately, that didn't excite me much.
I think I jerked off three times in total.
I fell asleep in her bed.
I woke up in the early morning and tidied everything up. I was tempted to steal her panties, at least take one, but I didn't want the game to end.
She wasn't very pretty.
But the two years I lived there renting, without her knowing, fueled my biggest fetish! Panties!
Edit: This memory awakened another one with clothes on the line.
When I became financially independent, at a very young age, I rented a tiny apartment in a housing complex made up of apartments with small patios, one behind the other, separated only by a low wall.
I lived in the first of these tiny apartments, and behind me lived a university student from a neighboring city.
Every weekend, this student returned to the city and left the apartment empty.
At first, I started fantasizing about her panties hanging on the line. I just had to find the right moment.
One Friday night, I heard her close her door as she started her commute back to her city.
I waited patiently for a while, and when I was sure she wasn't coming back, I climbed over the low fence to take down her panties and went back to my apartment to masturbate! Awesome!
The situation repeated itself many times, and I even left a trail of semen on her panties once, but it didn't seem to bother her because she kept leaving them hanging up…
One night, besides crossing the fence, I decided to try my apartment key on her door.
Incredibly, these properties were of such low quality that all the doors were the same! The key worked perfectly, and I managed to get inside.
Once inside, without turning on the lights, using only a small birthday candle, I focused solely on looking through her underwear. (Cell phones didn't exist back then!!). Of course, I found clean clothes in her closet, and the rest were hanging on the line! Also freshly laundered!… My intention was to discover her most intimate scents and taste her pussy. Unfortunately, it wasn't to be!
I masturbated on her bed, using her panties, and this time I was careful not to leave any traces so the game wouldn't end if she realized I'd invaded her privacy!
But that sparked a strategy in me… the day she goes on a trip and doesn't hang up her panties, that will be my lucky day!
Weeks passed and the situation kept repeating itself: I go in, jerk off, and leave! Until one weekend…
That Friday night, for some reason, she left much later. When I went in, I didn't go straight to the underwear closet, but instead checked the laundry basket in the bathroom first, and yes!!! My strategy had worked! There were three pairs of panties, probably used during the last week!
By this point, I had already organized myself with a small flashlight, so I prepared to enjoy my Friday ritual!
For this occasion, I took down a large mirror from the dining room wall and placed it in the bedroom so I could see myself lying on the bed, and a festival of masturbation began in the dim light, enjoying her panties and their scents, reaching ecstasy with their tastes…
I put them on one by one, while with another pair I rubbed my cock and another pair on my face… I masturbated face down with one pair of panties wedged deep in my ass crack while sucking on another thong placed on her pillow as if it were her. I tried on some bras, but unfortunately, that didn't excite me much.
I think I jerked off three times in total.
I fell asleep in her bed.
I woke up in the early morning and tidied everything up. I was tempted to steal her panties, at least take one, but I didn't want the game to end.
She wasn't very pretty.
But the two years I lived there renting, without her knowing, fueled my biggest fetish! Panties!
Edit: This memory awakened another one with clothes on the line.
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Re: Dear diary....
by alpargatero on Wed Nov 26, 2025 1:01 am
My Cousin
This memory is very important! Or maybe the most important!
Some time after my first time masturbating with my aunt's friend's panties in her bathroom, I traveled to the countryside to visit one of my mother's sisters. At that house, I had two cousins much older than me.
I was very young, and my older cousin was a grown woman of about 25, or maybe more. She was always very affectionate with me and treated me sweetly. She still does. She's my favorite cousin, and I adore her. She has a deep, measured voice and a provincial accent that makes her sound very innocent.
My parents left me at that house for a summer vacation, and it must have been my first vacation ever. It was a small farm where they lived near town, and where I spent my days in the pool, playing soccer with the neighborhood kids, and admiring my favorite cousin.
As a child, she would always squeeze me in her arms, tickle me, chase me around trying to catch me, swing me in the big hammock under the pergola of the house… I played in a healthy way.
On this trip, one afternoon while she was taking down the laundry from the clothesline, I ran up to her chasing a soccer ball, and she covered me with the sheets she had just taken off the line and started squeezing and hugging me as she always did, only this time, both of us tangled in the sheets, she pulled out one of her enormous breasts and put it in my mouth.
It was an instant! A second! But it was enough for me to feel her nipple inside my mouth.
She pulled back the sheets and went laughing into the house, and I was left in the yard not quite sure what had happened.
The sound of her cheeky laughter still echoes in my memory.
That night, when everyone was asleep, she slipped into my bed and told me not to say anything about what had happened, that if I didn't, she had a gift for me.
She left. I remember seeing her with her back to me, walking on tiptoe so as not to make a sound, and I remember her beautiful bottom encased in humble peasant panties.
The next night I couldn't fall asleep… I went to the bathroom a couple of times just to walk past her bedroom door.
A few days passed where I sought her out and wanted to be with her. She remained as always, affectionate and tender, but she began to show another side.
When no one was looking, she would walk past me and lift her dress, revealing her panties and shapely legs. Or I remember once we were having tea at the table and she touched my feet under the tabletop… then she pulled out her breast and twisted her nipple in front of my eyes over and over again.
She made it a habit to walk near me and touch my bottom. Or she'd gently brush my cock with her hand before continuing to walk, turning around and smiling at me. One hot afternoon, after a swim in the pool, we were lying on our backs in the shade of the pergola, side by side, and she was reading a magazine… without taking her eyes off the text, she lifted the elastic of her bikini and I could see her dark pubic hair.
It was during those days that she came back to my bed one night.
She lay down facing me, both of us on our sides, and began to kiss me tenderly on the mouth, until she slipped her tongue deep inside.
She turned me onto my back, took out my cock, and fucked me for the first time in my life.
We still see each other, despite the time that has passed. We both started families and see each other from time to time. I always wanted to fuck her again…
This memory is very important! Or maybe the most important!
alpargatero wrote:At one point, I went into the bathroom, just intending to pee, but in the privacy of the stall, I saw a pair of her panties hanging on the showerhead. I picked them up, and just the feel of the fabric made my penis hard. I started smelling and licking them at the same time I began to masturbate, without really knowing what I was doing. I came in a short time, and a small amount of semen, which was the first time I'd ever seen it, was left hanging on the sink. I thought it was cheeky to leave it like that and left, pretending I hadn't noticed. I never found out what happened when she found it.
Some time after my first time masturbating with my aunt's friend's panties in her bathroom, I traveled to the countryside to visit one of my mother's sisters. At that house, I had two cousins much older than me.
I was very young, and my older cousin was a grown woman of about 25, or maybe more. She was always very affectionate with me and treated me sweetly. She still does. She's my favorite cousin, and I adore her. She has a deep, measured voice and a provincial accent that makes her sound very innocent.
My parents left me at that house for a summer vacation, and it must have been my first vacation ever. It was a small farm where they lived near town, and where I spent my days in the pool, playing soccer with the neighborhood kids, and admiring my favorite cousin.
As a child, she would always squeeze me in her arms, tickle me, chase me around trying to catch me, swing me in the big hammock under the pergola of the house… I played in a healthy way.
On this trip, one afternoon while she was taking down the laundry from the clothesline, I ran up to her chasing a soccer ball, and she covered me with the sheets she had just taken off the line and started squeezing and hugging me as she always did, only this time, both of us tangled in the sheets, she pulled out one of her enormous breasts and put it in my mouth.
It was an instant! A second! But it was enough for me to feel her nipple inside my mouth.
She pulled back the sheets and went laughing into the house, and I was left in the yard not quite sure what had happened.
The sound of her cheeky laughter still echoes in my memory.
That night, when everyone was asleep, she slipped into my bed and told me not to say anything about what had happened, that if I didn't, she had a gift for me.
She left. I remember seeing her with her back to me, walking on tiptoe so as not to make a sound, and I remember her beautiful bottom encased in humble peasant panties.
The next night I couldn't fall asleep… I went to the bathroom a couple of times just to walk past her bedroom door.
A few days passed where I sought her out and wanted to be with her. She remained as always, affectionate and tender, but she began to show another side.
When no one was looking, she would walk past me and lift her dress, revealing her panties and shapely legs. Or I remember once we were having tea at the table and she touched my feet under the tabletop… then she pulled out her breast and twisted her nipple in front of my eyes over and over again.
She made it a habit to walk near me and touch my bottom. Or she'd gently brush my cock with her hand before continuing to walk, turning around and smiling at me. One hot afternoon, after a swim in the pool, we were lying on our backs in the shade of the pergola, side by side, and she was reading a magazine… without taking her eyes off the text, she lifted the elastic of her bikini and I could see her dark pubic hair.
It was during those days that she came back to my bed one night.
She lay down facing me, both of us on our sides, and began to kiss me tenderly on the mouth, until she slipped her tongue deep inside.
She turned me onto my back, took out my cock, and fucked me for the first time in my life.
We still see each other, despite the time that has passed. We both started families and see each other from time to time. I always wanted to fuck her again…
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