My name is Thalia, and I'm 19 years old. I'm a brunette, 1.78m tall, weigh 63 kilos, have green eyes and black hair. I have very exotic features because my father's family is of indigenous origin, and my mother is Italian. I'm a law student, but I took a course before entering university. During that course, I studied a lot and didn't have time to date. I've never had a real boyfriend since my father was very strict and always at home; so I didn't go out much and didn't meet many guys. But during that course, I met someone. His name is Pablo. He's a literature professor. Young, 34 years old, tall, with brown hair. Pablo liked to hang out with the students from the course; he was very lively. Since I've always liked literature, I started talking to Pablo... He was very popular among the female students. I was very shy, living alone in an apartment rented by my parents. Once, during one of those conversations, Pablo asked if I'd like him to lend me a very interesting philosophy book. I said yes with great excitement; I liked cultured men. Pablo said he would bring it to my apartment because it was near his house. I was very excited and decided to prepare dinner for Pablo. I didn't know how to cook very well, but I made something simple and paired it with wine. I set it up on a small table I had in the apartment. I showered and left my skin soft and fragrant like a flower. I had few options to dress up, so I did my best: I wore pink underwear and a black dress. When the doorbell rang, a huge smile spread across my face. Pablo was wearing black pants, a blue shirt, and carrying a bouquet of flowers. I was so happy that I couldn't resist and gave him a passionate kiss. As we kissed, I closed the door and tossed the roses and the book on the sofa. Pablo looked at me and said I was more beautiful than ever. I couldn't say anything, but my body said it all. I had never done more than oral sex with high school boyfriends. I was overwhelmed with that strong, hot man holding me. I lay on the bed and nervously opened my legs. Gently, Pablo removed my thong, kissing me as he did. He went wild when he saw me bare; I loved oral sex, and Pablo was very skilled. His tongue moved fiercely, and I trembled and moaned loudly, not caring about the neighbors. He sucked my clitoris while slipping a finger into my virgin vagina. I thought I was going to die, and suddenly I had my first orgasm. I screamed with pleasure as I released all my sweetness into my sexy professor's mouth. After that fabulous orgasm, I lay on the bed and needed about 10 minutes to recover. It was necessary to reciprocate Pablo, so I knelt in front of him. He told me he always got excited when I wore skirts to the course; my sweet desire grew with each word. I placed my hands on his pants and felt something. I removed his pants and started to lick. He sweated and sighed heavily. He quickly removed my bra and tossed it to the floor; he called me his little vixen. He said he wanted to devour me whole, I blushed and confessed I was a virgin. He got even more excited and started kissing my neck. I was very aroused but also felt scared. I was so lubricated that it seemed to fit perfectly. It hurt a lot at first, but then I got used to it. With a bit more time, I experienced the sensation of multiple orgasms for the first time. I couldn't have imagined more pleasure than that, so Pablo talked to me about anal sex. I must say, I loved it.
Erotic Story "Pablo and Me"
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Dear readers of All Pleasure, as you know, last week we kicked off our erotic stories contest. Well, we've received another one that we're excited to share with you. Remember, you can send yours to: stories@allpleasure.com.
Without further ado, here it is:
My name is Thalia, and I'm 19 years old. I'm a brunette, 1.78m tall, weigh 63 kilos, have green eyes and black hair. I have very exotic features because my father's family is of indigenous origin, and my mother is Italian. I'm a law student, but I took a course before entering university. During that course, I studied a lot and didn't have time to date. I've never had a real boyfriend since my father was very strict and always at home; so I didn't go out much and didn't meet many guys. But during that course, I met someone. His name is Pablo. He's a literature professor. Young, 34 years old, tall, with brown hair. Pablo liked to hang out with the students from the course; he was very lively. Since I've always liked literature, I started talking to Pablo... He was very popular among the female students. I was very shy, living alone in an apartment rented by my parents. Once, during one of those conversations, Pablo asked if I'd like him to lend me a very interesting philosophy book. I said yes with great excitement; I liked cultured men. Pablo said he would bring it to my apartment because it was near his house. I was very excited and decided to prepare dinner for Pablo. I didn't know how to cook very well, but I made something simple and paired it with wine. I set it up on a small table I had in the apartment. I showered and left my skin soft and fragrant like a flower. I had few options to dress up, so I did my best: I wore pink underwear and a black dress. When the doorbell rang, a huge smile spread across my face. Pablo was wearing black pants, a blue shirt, and carrying a bouquet of flowers. I was so happy that I couldn't resist and gave him a passionate kiss. As we kissed, I closed the door and tossed the roses and the book on the sofa. Pablo looked at me and said I was more beautiful than ever. I couldn't say anything, but my body said it all. I had never done more than oral sex with high school boyfriends. I was overwhelmed with that strong, hot man holding me. I lay on the bed and nervously opened my legs. Gently, Pablo removed my thong, kissing me as he did. He went wild when he saw me bare; I loved oral sex, and Pablo was very skilled. His tongue moved fiercely, and I trembled and moaned loudly, not caring about the neighbors. He sucked my clitoris while slipping a finger into my virgin vagina. I thought I was going to die, and suddenly I had my first orgasm. I screamed with pleasure as I released all my sweetness into my sexy professor's mouth. After that fabulous orgasm, I lay on the bed and needed about 10 minutes to recover. It was necessary to reciprocate Pablo, so I knelt in front of him. He told me he always got excited when I wore skirts to the course; my sweet desire grew with each word. I placed my hands on his pants and felt something. I removed his pants and started to lick. He sweated and sighed heavily. He quickly removed my bra and tossed it to the floor; he called me his little vixen. He said he wanted to devour me whole, I blushed and confessed I was a virgin. He got even more excited and started kissing my neck. I was very aroused but also felt scared. I was so lubricated that it seemed to fit perfectly. It hurt a lot at first, but then I got used to it. With a bit more time, I experienced the sensation of multiple orgasms for the first time. I couldn't have imagined more pleasure than that, so Pablo talked to me about anal sex. I must say, I loved it.
My name is Thalia, and I'm 19 years old. I'm a brunette, 1.78m tall, weigh 63 kilos, have green eyes and black hair. I have very exotic features because my father's family is of indigenous origin, and my mother is Italian. I'm a law student, but I took a course before entering university. During that course, I studied a lot and didn't have time to date. I've never had a real boyfriend since my father was very strict and always at home; so I didn't go out much and didn't meet many guys. But during that course, I met someone. His name is Pablo. He's a literature professor. Young, 34 years old, tall, with brown hair. Pablo liked to hang out with the students from the course; he was very lively. Since I've always liked literature, I started talking to Pablo... He was very popular among the female students. I was very shy, living alone in an apartment rented by my parents. Once, during one of those conversations, Pablo asked if I'd like him to lend me a very interesting philosophy book. I said yes with great excitement; I liked cultured men. Pablo said he would bring it to my apartment because it was near his house. I was very excited and decided to prepare dinner for Pablo. I didn't know how to cook very well, but I made something simple and paired it with wine. I set it up on a small table I had in the apartment. I showered and left my skin soft and fragrant like a flower. I had few options to dress up, so I did my best: I wore pink underwear and a black dress. When the doorbell rang, a huge smile spread across my face. Pablo was wearing black pants, a blue shirt, and carrying a bouquet of flowers. I was so happy that I couldn't resist and gave him a passionate kiss. As we kissed, I closed the door and tossed the roses and the book on the sofa. Pablo looked at me and said I was more beautiful than ever. I couldn't say anything, but my body said it all. I had never done more than oral sex with high school boyfriends. I was overwhelmed with that strong, hot man holding me. I lay on the bed and nervously opened my legs. Gently, Pablo removed my thong, kissing me as he did. He went wild when he saw me bare; I loved oral sex, and Pablo was very skilled. His tongue moved fiercely, and I trembled and moaned loudly, not caring about the neighbors. He sucked my clitoris while slipping a finger into my virgin vagina. I thought I was going to die, and suddenly I had my first orgasm. I screamed with pleasure as I released all my sweetness into my sexy professor's mouth. After that fabulous orgasm, I lay on the bed and needed about 10 minutes to recover. It was necessary to reciprocate Pablo, so I knelt in front of him. He told me he always got excited when I wore skirts to the course; my sweet desire grew with each word. I placed my hands on his pants and felt something. I removed his pants and started to lick. He sweated and sighed heavily. He quickly removed my bra and tossed it to the floor; he called me his little vixen. He said he wanted to devour me whole, I blushed and confessed I was a virgin. He got even more excited and started kissing my neck. I was very aroused but also felt scared. I was so lubricated that it seemed to fit perfectly. It hurt a lot at first, but then I got used to it. With a bit more time, I experienced the sensation of multiple orgasms for the first time. I couldn't have imagined more pleasure than that, so Pablo talked to me about anal sex. I must say, I loved it.
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