Beautiful and alone: Juliet, the naked and miraculous companion. Part 1 ,

An angel undressed before me in the middle of Santa Fé avenue; I found her in the streets first naked in soul, and then without clothes, and we made love. I never had nor will I ever have a night like this in Buenos Aires! And I can affirm that it could happen to anyone to meet the most beautiful and fiery young woman, the most sensual and rapturous innocence in the city; If I can attest to how devoid and without any art or effort, I even managed to taste the sweet fruit of her sex, and the pomp of her heavenly buttocks, it is because it actually happened to me! To me who would never have had the courage to face a girl like her! If she hadn't approached me first, of course. Yes, with ardor I lived the most sublime sex with a girl almost 30 years younger than me and that I had just met; me, the unluckiest male in the whole city. Unlucky so far, of course. Now you will see why; I'll start at the beginning.

It didn't matter where he went anymore. Florencia, my ex-wife, had left me with nothing, she had taken everything from me except her shrewish expression. I didn't even want to remember how naked I was. It became more severe with each fight; It wasn't about the department or the boys. Of course I'm lying: I was comfortable in that department. And of course I loved my children and was afraid for them and for our future. 

But there was no way I could have known what that night would bring me, and who I would meet. I did not suspect that I would live the most fervent days of my life. And whether or not they arrived by fate, I had no idea that that future lurked behind the gray moment I was going through.

My heart was broken, the coldness in my ex-wife's eyes had little to do with that woman with whom I had fallen in love. He barely communicated with me, and if he did, he showed distance, he was emphatically indifferent; Of course, this made me unhinged and I tore my hair out myself.

I no longer even gained anything from our strong arguments as a couple, I couldn't even get the satisfaction of a verbal revenge, she always won and crushed me; Nor did he get the small and miserable pleasure of not being so badly off from his reproaches with some trick. It was impossible for me in our discussions to hit as a thrust some small fault that could affect her. Who had once been "my wife" already had a heart and skin of cold iron.

Arguing with her always left me so disappointed in myself that… no, wait, I'm not going to complain anymore, what's the point? After all, that was certainly my wife's skill: diminishing me until it was clear that I was nothing more than a little animal. I said wife, correct me, ex-wife; old custom; and of course custom makes the man. But according to Florencia, my ex, it was a prejudice that I was even a man.

Man or not, I found myself that very day Juliet. woke up in me some lustful desire of being alive and wound me up in the most unusual situations. When I reveal the scandalous ecstasy At the end of the story you will understand why I am not crazy when I say that if I had not found her that night, a night that is eternal in my memory; if I hadn't found that one holy, “lustful and holy!”, how I exclaimed when I saw her on Santa Fe street; (Since this has happened, I am not retracting the redundancy, because it is worth more than ever) I would not have been able, if I had missed the luck of running into her, to avoid throwing myself by the hair to fatality.

The fact that I suffer from baldness would have made my task difficult, that's right, but not impossible. Know how to excuse me for humoring my baldness, when does one finish reconciling with it? Not that I think such a situation is funny, but fuck that!

What was he talking about? But of course! Her! A young woman who appeared to imitate my tragedy, as if by the art of the Gods. As if sculpted by them, as if blessed by the spring of innocence! animated by the inner fire of the lust. His angelic body exuded an aura of lewd obscenity, but in the greatest discretion, since no one seemed to look at her, or notice her presence! The young woman was sitting in a singular position. And he looked me in the eye at exactly the right moment, and more than that! Now I tell you how, let me breathe. 

She was barely 19 years old and I was inevitably crossing my forties.

I saw her in the middle of the block on Santa Fe Avenue, along which I had been dragging my unhappiness on my back. After having warned her from afar, I looked down again, many beautiful girls are seen in the city and there was no need for such alarm. Poor me, I have never made a worse mistake! As I passed by her side, I looked up and noticed that it was not just another girl who was too beautiful; I would soon find out why.

She was wearing jean shorts that revealed some firm buttocks and young people who looked out; to the way as it is used now; and a shirt that was too big for him, it did not seem that those clothes belonged to him. One sees how more and more often, the breasts of city women are released; bras do not survive time, they fall into disuse, and tits How many times do dancers stand out behind their clothes!, as if joyfully celebrating in their singular forms, enjoying freedom, the free fall, and revealing themselves all in their beautiful plurality of forms.

This case was similar. Her breasts had a delightful fall and her nipples brushed against her shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra. But perhaps if she wasn't wearing one, it wasn't about the disuse of the bra in society, neither for fashion, nor for comfort. This girl didn't seem to have time at that moment to think about such things. You could tell she was adrift and alienated. She was sitting on the threshold of a long, ancient, jet-black metal door. She hugged her legs like a bun and rested her chin on her arms, showing off without noticing it herself, a sexy pose. He looked towards the horizon, but surely without seeing anything. In her desolation, so similar to mine, I saw her with teary eyes and somewhat drunk, just as drunk I had been in her presence. 

At the right time and before me I found that angel, me, a lamented porteño who felt closer to a cockroach, and he looked back at me! I was startled, my soul returned to my body; or even better, for the first time I had a soul! 

As soon as I contemplated her face, I noticed that I had never seen anyone with better eyes, no one ever seemed to me like her so ardent, with such delicate skin and beauty; and especially at that moment, so deeply alone. My body felt vertigo, the feeling of having been seen by someone divine, by a saint of lust! I was invaded by the sudden and burning heat that filled my interior. It exploded inside my body vigorous ecstasy of desire, my member grew and squeezed against the pants. I perceived the situation as if the same chance had brought me to the very goddess of lust, who sitting in a dark corner of the avenue would have crossed, from who knows what Elysian fields of sex, her gaze with mine. And when he looked at me it happened that, for some unknown reason, it seemed that he only had eyes for me!

The how I was able to achieve a few moments after this hot young lady from inexpressible beauty take my hand and hug me supporting me her overflowing and young breasts, even without knowing who I am, destitute, only knows who manages heaven or destiny.

That angel In a few moments she would give herself to me, naked in the streets, embarrassed as well as encouraged by nocturnal glances. Yeah, nude In front of me, first with soul, then without clothes on the Buenos Aires asphalt in the heart of Buenos Aires! His irruption into my life once again filled the chalice of my destiny, or correct me!, of my desire. But as always, I'm ahead of myself. 

We exchanged glances and the young woman could not believe my presence, it was as if she had found someone far away, that she had not seen for a long time; someone she loved. Or as if perhaps her savior had arrived, the one she had been waiting for so long, who knows one to save her from what urgency and misfortune. And as if the one she was waiting for had never seemed to come to her rescue. In any case, none of this was possible, I didn't know her and I was sure that she didn't know me. I was certainly stunned. 

Indeed, she smiled like the happiest girl in the world, and her overflowing smile of joy released several tears that had been born of sadness, which slipped softly down her beautiful cheeks. She took my hand with an electric desire, stood up and hugged me wiping her tears on my chest. I didn't have the time or the decision even to order my arms to hug him back. She, extremely happy, began to speak to me as if we had spoken to each other for a lifetime.

-What happened?! Are you okay? - He asked me while he felt my body, as if making sure that I was complete. "I thought you weren't coming. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He said with exalted enthusiasm. He squeezed my hand as if he wanted to squeeze it. taking me both He leaned again about me and couldn't help but feel my penis trying to riddle the pants. He pulled away slightly and looked at my bulge. He gave a flushed and truly genuine laugh. She looked into my eyes as deeply in love and exclaimed:

 -I have everything inside!- my heart stopped, I had no idea what I was talking about, I didn't even get to express anything -I was able to get it for you, i need us to do it– 

Pretending to be discreet, he brushed my bulge with one of his fingers, which slid down my neck and the head of my penand. He put his hands on my cheeks and thanked me again. I was already delirious, the only thing I was sure of was that it was not a dream.

She looked shamefacedly at the ground, as if before a figure of overwhelming authority but one who is respected and even feared, and said with a half smile, "I have the white panties on, the one you asked for." She looked up and confessed with a smile. mischievous and tricky smile –But I'm going to take everything– and looked to the side embarrassed, as if she had said it out loud. In fact it was close to a whisper, no one should have heard, but it did happen.

A lady who was passing right by seemed to hear her and gave us a shocked look. Approaching my mouth, he put his hands in my back pockets, squeezing my wrists. buttocks. She gave me a soft kiss and seeing her closely I discovered that her beauty was truly dazzling, I felt that I was melting. My spiky beard riddled his smooth complexion. He didn't care, it got to the point where he kissed my entire face, every fold of it, and brushed his cheeks against mine. He tried to remove his hands from my back pockets to hold my hands tight again, but when he tried to, he dragged my keys that were in one of the pockets with him and threw it to the ground.

Embarrassed and somewhat reckless, she bent down to take them, with one arm she clung to my legs, her ass stood out and I saw several passersby watching with great interest. His baggy shirt He also allowed me to see her bare breasts while taking the keys, and slowly got back up.

From a group of big and stubborn boys released daring compliments, I was no longer the only one who was excited. She with some fear and distrust took my hand and dragged me to the long and heavy door that she tried to open using my keys. -How stupid I am!- she covered her mouth and began to laugh showing off her drunkenness. He kept it in his pocket instead of giving it to me out of sheer distraction, I didn't claim it. He took out the appropriate ones and tried to open the door that was locked.

He tried with his whole body to open it. I tried to help her and it was really hard to open; she also continued to force between me and the door, and I found myself supporting her with my whole body, he gave me a perverted smile, and zaz! the door finally opened and I fell partially on top of her, and she fell partially into the hallway the door led to. This time we both laughed and entered the place. He closed the door again but it was all dark, just stripes of very dim light entered.

-I didn't warn you- he told me -There is no light! I've been insisting but it doesn't seem like they're going to fix it. 

A wide stairway led to an even darker first floor, and at the side of the stairway a corridor led, it seemed, to several doors. He went up the stairs a few steps and turned around, we were now at the same height, he put his hands on my chest and smiled again with mischievous evil. He clung to my shoulders and he began to take off his shorts. It's incredible how I managed to survive in the face of all the mysterious situation to a decompensation, this was too much. The young woman finished taking off her shorts without taking off her shoes, and took off her shirt. Started up the stairs naked waiting for him to follow her.

In the dark I noticed the most perfect buttocks I've ever seen close up. A delicate and ornate fabric thong could be seen containing her shell. He stopped and I bumped my head into his ass. –I told you that I was also going to take off my thong– He said biting his finger, in the other hand he was wearing his jean and his t-shirt. Staggering and not afraid of falling, somewhat recklessly she also took off her thong and threw it in my face. I took it and we continued up the stairs.

As expected, he stumbled and I took the naked and unknown young woman who was falling on top of me in my arms. leaning her fluffy ass on my belly. Laughing, he threw all his clothes from the stairs into the corridor, almost ten feet down. -What are you doing?!- I exclaimed, I think it was the first time I uttered a word, I had no idea what was happening but it was too much. Regardless of my question, he went up several more steps with great vigor, rising like a fawn, stark naked, revealing its silhouette to perfection, I have never experienced anything more erotic. 

But suddenly the unexpected happened. There was the sound of a door opening, and several people murmuring. Among those voices I recognized two men, perhaps a woman, and a girl and a boy, almost teenagers, talking very nonchalantly about who knows what. My heart stopped.

The light came on! The group of people kept talking and now their voices were heard very loud, they reverberated throughout the place. They were on the ground floor to our sides, they just had to look up and they would find the young woman completely naked and me with her thong in hand. The sensual girl who so daringly climbed the long staircase naked was terrified, almost killed by shame. Her cheeks took on a scarlet color and she hurried up the stairs completely naked, but this time, assailed by fear, and wanting to climb the steps two at a time, and seeing her stunned by her awesome ass he stumbled badly and fell on his face.

Then I noticed that luckily he hadn't hurt his face as I had thought, but he leaned his whole body on the angle of a step with the scoundrel of his leg and he gave himself a very painful blow. He tried not to cry out, letting out only an almost strangled moan. I was collapsed completely naked on the stairs showing her exuberant body. My soul left my body, I tried to help her and she stopped as she could, flashing her ass to the neighbors who just came out, who noticed our presence when she fell silent and moaned in pain. They were all petrified. 

To be continue…

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