Hottest summer, that one of 2018

There are stories that are imposible to forget and one of those is the story how I decided to stay in Sweden. It was summer of 2018, hottest in Sweden for long time, but I didn't mind. That year I concluded my 5 years of living in South America chapter and 9 years of since I left my home. For 105 days I was venturing from Lima, all the way to Europe mainly by land and sea. For most of those 105 days, I stayed in tropical regions and we had an amazing weather while crossing Atlantic ocean on sailboat.. loads of ropes, as I think now, but not very exciting company.
Pretext for my visit was that I shall help my father to work on his wooden boat he had up untill couple months ago, so after spending couple of days at my parents house close to Örebro, we packed up the car with tools and drew to Kalmar where the wooden mistress of my dad was ready for my crafty hands. It was not long until my dad could not take the heat anymore and he decided to go back home to wait until heat wave is over, but for me it was so delightful to feel the sweat and heat that I insisted to stay and continue working. Now, having the whole boat just for me (we talking yacht with 3 bedrooms) is a great opportunity to be intimate with someone, and someone happened to appear, and not just anyone. First I got a visit from a friend I met in Peru. She is from Germany and she came in search of that spiritual connection we shared on the high coast of Lima, watching sunset, talking about complexity of our reality. And we connected. We locked our pelvis so we could feel each other without penetration. We were breathing deep and releasing air with pleasure. Our smell filled up the cabin. The air got dense and time stopped. And then she moaned. First wave of orgasm took over her body and she started to shake slightly. I kissed her neck and played with my tongue on her ear tip. While stroking gently her hair, my mouth ventured towards her beautiful small breasts and perky nipples I wrapped her breast with one hand and started to suck on that nipple with thirst. That's when she, Anie, grabbed on my hand and squeezed it hard so my hand would squeeze her breast hard. "Oh, you like it rough on them, don't you!?" I thought and that's when I reached my first orgasm. Not that one when you ejaculate, but when the pleasure comes in like a tide until it breaks against the rocks and the water starts to bubble and foam up. I sucked on her fingers while holding her breast real hard and another hand left alone her hair and was sliding, slightly scratching, along her back and that's when I trew her off my lap, with one fast move removed her panties of her long and strong legs and that's when I got what I was longing for a while now... Since I left Peru I had sex only twice. There were couple days at tantra place in Venezuela so intense, I was floating in clouds for a month or so. And then I had lauzy sexual encounter that left me with feeling of, kind of, disgust in Örebro. Now I had a beautiful flower of her genitals right in front of me. Scent of her abundant drippings made me high, I got light-headed as I was heavily breathing just a millimeters away from that, most sacred place ... She was trembling, I was trembling and after another moment of eternity, my lips locked on her lips and I drank her lust .. when the first light lit up the bronze rings around illuminators, we were lying entangled, our minds floating in the void.. I never came during next 5 days she stayed with me. During the day I would do a bit of work while she did yoga, then we wandered by the Sea side for hours and after dinner, we were back in the cabin Yet for another sleepless night ... She went back to Germany and I stayed on the boat. Smell of the sea, the mahogany wood and her hormones was my sanctuary. After she left I was masturbating all day long. Everytime getting abundant load splashing out of me for I didn't ejaculated not once during her stay...

With her gone in just a few days I met a woman who made me stay on Sweden. Indirectly. A woman with whom I got to dive into ocean of madness, discover the power that have been bestowed on me by shamans and with whom I learned how deeply I can love and how strongly I can hate... Let me know if you would like to read about that!

This is journey into memories..

Tillagd 17 jan 2020 Noveller #Man #Kvinna #Hår #Naglar/händer #Svett #Traditionella könsroller

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