Oh no, look at that, Silke, thought Verena when she looked two tables further to the right in the restaurant. And she seems to have a new boyfriend, that's interesting, she realized as her eyes locked on them. She remembered exactly what it was like when Silke stole her boyfriend, who Verena was very much in love with, almost two years ago. It had been Saturday and on the way to the disco she had flirted openly with him. When we got there, things really got going. Again and again, Silke allowed generous glances at her décolleté, which Verena's boyfriend was happy to take advantage of. She also pushed her skirt up a little bit, which he obviously enjoyed and found exciting.
It went on like this for the whole evening, although Verena hadn't thought too much about it, because she trusted her boyfriend and didn't trust her friend Silke to take this last step after all. If she had preferred it, she would have been spared the great disappointment she suffered when her boyfriend at the time told her after almost a week that he was now with Silke. And he told her more. They were things that only hurt her further. How great Silke was in bed, how funny and spontaneous she was and so on. Verena still remembered as if it was yesterday how much she cried and how much it hurt when her heart broke in two...
Yes, dear Silke, revenge is mine! Verena thought now and had to grin when she got up from her chair, apologized to her companion for a moment and went to Silke at the table. Her idea grew into a devilish act as she approached their table.
“Hello, Silke, also here? Nice to see you.”
Verena gave her a very friendly smile. Silke looked up at her.
"Yes, hello, Verena!", she replied the nice greeting of her former friend. Because of Verena's friendly manner, she assumed that she wasn't angry with her anymore. "This is Jörg, my friend," she introduced her companion.
"Hello, Jörg!" Verena stretched out her hand and he took it. He had nice and warm hands and a strong handshake, Verena noticed pleasantly surprised. She liked the rest of him too. Yes, Silke has never had bad taste, added Verena cynically when she thought about the fact that her boyfriend at the time was also pretty good looking. She looked into Jörg's face again. Their eyes met – only for a moment, but it was enough to get Verena's blood pumping. Her heart was beating faster, which on the one hand was due to her idea of revenge, but on the other hand it also had to do with Jörg's good looks and his intense gaze.
"Wouldn't you like to sit down with us? Then we can chat about old times again”, Verena suggested with her loveliest smile. Silke looked at her boyfriend and when he nodded and said "Why not?", she got up and was visibly happy about Verena's invitation. The two took their pizza and drinks and the three of them came back to the table. Verena introduced the two to her friend. Together they spent what seemed like a funny and harmonious evening.
Verena's game began when Jörg sat down. Since he had sat down next to her, their legs kept touching as if by accident. And Verena's hand slipped once "accidentally" on Jörg's leg. As soon as he felt her touch, he looked at her sideways, but she kept talking to Silke as if nothing had happened. Verena saw out of the corner of her eye that Jörg was looking at her and she was happy. He grinned and took another sip from his beer glass.
Oh, he doesn't mind? That's nice! Verena rejoiced and felt encouraged to repeat this gentle gesture after a while. Now that Jörg was looking at her again, she didn't look away but looked into his eyes. They maintained that moment of intense eye contact for a few seconds. Just so long that Silke didn't notice it, but it triggered it more in them. Verena began to flirt with him discreetly. And he with her. He went to her and returned her looks. Yes, he would serve her as a means to an end. As a very attractive means, as she noted with a smile.
The evening was drawing to a close and when everyone started yawning more and more, they paid and got ready to leave. Verena, however, went back to the counter and asked for a pen and a beer mat. She wrote her first name and phone number on the piece of cardboard, handed the pen back and slipped the cap into Jörg's jacket pocket when she said goodbye. The farewell was friendly and cordial. And anyone who had no idea what a diabolical plan was circling in Verena's head - and that was nobody present - would think that good friends were saying goodbye to each other in harmony here. She cleverly hid the fact that Verena's part was only fake.
She had almost stopped believing in it, but after three days Jörg actually called. Verena had already suspected that he couldn't call because Silke was there or that he hadn't found the piece of cardboard yet. She hoped that he and Silke didn't live together yet and that he could speak freely. She happily told him how pleased she was about his call. She could practically hear his smile on the other end. Then he told her that he had taken out the pockets to wash the jacket and found her number. He was surprised but pleased at the same time, he told her. Verena's heart beat faster when she tenderly told him how much she had liked him that evening and that she couldn't stop thinking about him. He returned these compliments to her,
They talked on the phone for almost three hours. During this time they grew closer and their conversation deepened. They talked about love and sex, about their likes and their feelings. In the middle, Jörg said that their conversation would turn him on a lot. Verena replied that she felt the same way and that she felt a telltale tingling sensation just hearing his voice.
"Would you like to stroke yourself a little while I tell you something else?" Jörg suddenly asked her. On the one hand, Verena thought the idea was wonderful, since she had become really keen on him in the meantime, but on the other hand, because she was overjoyed that her plan seemed to be coming true. At least he had taken the right direction, which led straight to the goal. "Yes, gladly," Verena breathed into the receiver and began to open her jeans. She told him that quietly and also that she was now pushing her hand into her panties from above.
"Yes, great, that's good!", Jörg replied, who now audibly breathed deeper.
"Yes, now I'm very deep, now I can feel the moisture on my fingertips," Verena said quietly and heard Jörg acknowledge her words with a restrained groan.
"Go on, go on..." he urged her harshly.
“Now I put my middle finger on my pearl. I press them lightly and at the same time I move my finger in circles. Yes, it's good, sooo good!” Verena reported with a groan. She caressed herself intensively and felt how it aroused her more and more.
Jörg moaned louder.
"You wanted to tell me something about it," she reminded him with a sensual tone in her voice.
"Yes, you're right," he replied softly.
Verena asked him again about his preferences in sex, which turned him on and aroused him. When Jörg told her about it quietly, Verena massaged her clit and kept telling Jörg about it.
"You won't believe how hot you make me," he moaned breathlessly at some point.
"Yes, I feel the same way," Verena answered.
"I need to see, taste and feel you," he demanded excitedly. "Please meet me!" Verena smiled. Yes, she wanted it too. She liked him, he was an interesting man. But the best thing was: He was Silke's boyfriend, as he had confirmed to her right at the beginning of the phone call in response to her question hidden in an irrelevant subordinate clause. Oh yes, how she wanted to see him! And how much love to sleep with him. She was erotic and aroused and eagerly awaited the finale of her plan.
"Yes, I'd love to, come over right away!", invited Jörg.
"If you tell me your address now, I'll be there in a minute, your hot, beautiful woman..." he said hoarsely and Verena gave him the street and house number.
After he had said goodbye, Verena hung up the phone, stroked her hot, wet middle again full of feeling and went into the shower. She was looking forward to Jörg. When the doorbell rang, she had just dried off and wrapped her large bath sheet around her slender body. she opened. Now he was actually standing in front of her. Tall, dark haired, with amazing eyes framed by long lashes. She looked at him and felt like she could feel protected in his arms. But another thought occurred to her. She invited him in, saw him walking past her and thought: Soon you'll be mine! She couldn't help but grin.
"You're pretty when you smile." Jörg took her in his arms after closing the door behind him. "And crazy sexy when you're so wet and naked," he whispered in her ear while kissing her neck and pulling the towel from her body.
Verena liked that. She was still full of lust for him and he seemed to still be carrying the hot feeling. He hugged her tightly and pressed her to him. Verena snuggled into his arm and whispered in his ear how much she would long for him and how wonderfully strong his arms would feel around her naked body. Jörg took her face in his hands and kissed her lovingly. His tongue found its way between her lips and merged with hers in a deep kiss that made them both feel how much they wanted each other.
Verena took his hand and walked ahead of him into the bedroom. There she lay down on the bed in a seductive pose and motioned for him to lie down with her. Jörg found this situation more than sharp. He was aroused and wanted this pretty, naked woman at all costs. He wanted to sleep with her, absolutely! Now he undressed, constantly looking over at her. She watched him and was happy about every inch of skin she got to see from him. Then the time had come: Jörg was only wearing his retro shorts, which, as Verena could clearly see, were hard and lavishly filled in the front.
While he was still crawling onto the bed on all fours, Verena pulled his shorts off his bottom. In front it got stuck on his erection. Verena lifted the soft cotton fabric over his hard member and pulled it down his muscular thighs. Jörg lay down close to her and kissed her again.
"You really are a great woman!" he said between kisses. Verena smiled.
"And you're the coolest yet sexiest guy I've ever met."
He grinned and kissed her again. Then he wandered a bit deeper and took one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked on them alternately, causing Verena such a nice feeling that she got goosebumps and her buds straightened even more. Jörg felt it in his mouth, it turned him on a lot. He stopped sucking and looked at the wet nipple.
"It turns you on, huh?" he asked.
"Yes, it's fantastic!" Verena moaned softly. Jörg sucked on the other side again lovingly, at the same time pushing a hand down into the delta of her lust.
He stroked her gently and sensitively, but since Verena was still completely greedy from her phone call, she lifted her hips directly towards him with the silent request to become more intimate. He understood, immediately put his index finger together with the middle finger on her hard clit and massaged it in circular movements.
But he knows what he's doing, thought Verena as she writhed in lust under his fingers. Jörg felt her wetness and her greed, which she openly showed him, and it turned him on incredibly. His penis was hard and big, and he was impatient to dip into her. Verena pulled Jörg's head down and kissed him until he felt the ground turning beneath them. He couldn't wait any longer, he wanted it now!
Jörg knelt between her legs and spread her thighs. Verena lifted her head and looked at him. She watched his fully erect, bulging penis begging to be taken up by her. Then she raised her pelvis. Jörg saw her moisture shimmer and gave in to his desire to run his finger through her middle. Between her swollen labia and forward to her clitoris, which had long since slipped out of its protective fold of skin, hard and swollen.
"Now, Verena," Jörg demanded with a groan as he lowered his hips slightly and suddenly dived into her. He was well hung and penetrated very deeply into her. She felt him and couldn't help but groan loudly as the powerful penis made its way into her silky interior. Her bottom was in his hands. He paused for a moment and looked into her eyes. Then he kneaded her buttocks gently and slowly. Verena moaned softly again and in response she also tensed her muscles to close particularly tightly around his remarkable phallus. George groaned.
"Stay tight," he said excitedly, gently moving her back and forth on his penis. Verena gasped. Jörg continued and became more and more violent until he had the feeling that he could no longer hold back his orgasm in this way. He stopped and pulled himself out of her. Verena laid her legs outstretched on the sheet again. Jörg needed this cool-down to let his excitement subside a little. Verena looked at him with a loving smile, which he replied. Then he lay on his back and pulled Verena onto himself.
She was happy to kneel over him now and enjoyed letting his hard member slowly slide into her. Little by little, so slowly that Jörg almost couldn't bear it and almost went mad with lust beneath her.
"Please let me in you," he gasped, tossing his head to the side. Verena continued to set the pace. His path was still agonizingly slow deep inside her. When he couldn't take it any longer, he wrapped his hands around her waist and yanked her tight against him. He slipped completely into her and both moaned at the same time and loudly.
"Yes, that's cool!", he cried and stretched out under her full of lust. Verena supported herself on his broad chest and now slept with him uninhibitedly. She gasped out how hot she found him and what horny feelings his penis triggered in her. How much she enjoyed him and how immensely he aroused her.
Jörg looked at her. It turned him on that she would talk to him and say these extremely hot things to him. Then he closed his eyes, wanting to concentrate on holding off the orgasm for as long as possible. She kept moving on his erect member; her tightness felt extraordinarily exciting to him. He threatened to come soon and when he opened his eyes once in between, he saw her full breasts, which swayed to the beat of the movements. Groaning loudly, he almost lost control at that moment.
Jörg wanted her to come. Fearing he couldn't hold in his orgasm much longer, he licked the thumb of his right hand, placing it at the base of his penis. Exactly where Verena kept touching him with her clit when she met him. When Verena hit his thumb with her pearl at exactly that moment, she groaned loudly.
"Gooood, that's so good!", she moaned out of breath as she continued to move on him and purposefully rubbed her small, hard love bead on his thumb. The feeling was breathtaking and gigantic for Verena. It was less than five seconds before she climaxed. She pressed herself onto Jörg, screamed and rubbed his thumb in very short movements, which he also pressed against her. Verena kept her eyes closed during her orgasm. Jörg could feel every muscle movement on his thumb and penis...
As she calmed and softened, he pulled his hand out from under her and placed both hands on her waist. He lifted and lowered her on his hard sex as he needed to satisfy his pleasure and moaned loudly. With hard and powerful movements he directed their bodies. For a long time he moved on the edge of the abyss, because he loved this tightrope walk between complete excitement and the redeeming orgasm. It was like tumbling between two worlds.
At that moment, however, he felt that he could only penetrate two or three more times before he would come. Now he was ready. Verena felt it too and last time pressed extremely hard on his hard penis, which seemed to have increased in size and length. Jörg moaned loudly and deeply. His grip on her hips became iron hard and he erupted explosively inside her. Overwhelmed and intoxicated, he enjoyed his ecstasy.
"Yes honey! Yes!” he moaned and pushed his pelvis against her …
Verena was happy. It had been wonderful sleeping with him. He had given her great pleasure and she him. She stroked his hair as he lay on top of her, breathing heavily, and chuckled to herself. It was a great satisfaction for her to have slept with Silke's boyfriend, and the icing on the cake would now be if he told Silke himself. Yes, that would be really great!
"Will you tell Silke?" she asked him.
"Of course not," he said, grinning. Verena was satisfied with this answer. It was satisfying enough for her as it was.
A few days later, Silke and Verena happened to meet again while shopping. They stopped and chatted to each other. As women in love like to do, Silke only raved about Jörg. Verena suddenly asked how she would find him in bed. When Silke rolled her eyes in relish and told her that he was unique, Verena replied: "Yes, that's right, I think so too. He's particularly good at the thing with his thumb, I've never experienced anything so horny before!”
She grinned triumphantly into Silke's speechless face.
It went on like this for the whole evening, although Verena hadn't thought too much about it, because she trusted her boyfriend and didn't trust her friend Silke to take this last step after all. If she had preferred it, she would have been spared the great disappointment she suffered when her boyfriend at the time told her after almost a week that he was now with Silke. And he told her more. They were things that only hurt her further. How great Silke was in bed, how funny and spontaneous she was and so on. Verena still remembered as if it was yesterday how much she cried and how much it hurt when her heart broke in two...
Yes, dear Silke, revenge is mine! Verena thought now and had to grin when she got up from her chair, apologized to her companion for a moment and went to Silke at the table. Her idea grew into a devilish act as she approached their table.
“Hello, Silke, also here? Nice to see you.”
Verena gave her a very friendly smile. Silke looked up at her.
"Yes, hello, Verena!", she replied the nice greeting of her former friend. Because of Verena's friendly manner, she assumed that she wasn't angry with her anymore. "This is Jörg, my friend," she introduced her companion.
"Hello, Jörg!" Verena stretched out her hand and he took it. He had nice and warm hands and a strong handshake, Verena noticed pleasantly surprised. She liked the rest of him too. Yes, Silke has never had bad taste, added Verena cynically when she thought about the fact that her boyfriend at the time was also pretty good looking. She looked into Jörg's face again. Their eyes met – only for a moment, but it was enough to get Verena's blood pumping. Her heart was beating faster, which on the one hand was due to her idea of revenge, but on the other hand it also had to do with Jörg's good looks and his intense gaze.
"Wouldn't you like to sit down with us? Then we can chat about old times again”, Verena suggested with her loveliest smile. Silke looked at her boyfriend and when he nodded and said "Why not?", she got up and was visibly happy about Verena's invitation. The two took their pizza and drinks and the three of them came back to the table. Verena introduced the two to her friend. Together they spent what seemed like a funny and harmonious evening.
Verena's game began when Jörg sat down. Since he had sat down next to her, their legs kept touching as if by accident. And Verena's hand slipped once "accidentally" on Jörg's leg. As soon as he felt her touch, he looked at her sideways, but she kept talking to Silke as if nothing had happened. Verena saw out of the corner of her eye that Jörg was looking at her and she was happy. He grinned and took another sip from his beer glass.
Oh, he doesn't mind? That's nice! Verena rejoiced and felt encouraged to repeat this gentle gesture after a while. Now that Jörg was looking at her again, she didn't look away but looked into his eyes. They maintained that moment of intense eye contact for a few seconds. Just so long that Silke didn't notice it, but it triggered it more in them. Verena began to flirt with him discreetly. And he with her. He went to her and returned her looks. Yes, he would serve her as a means to an end. As a very attractive means, as she noted with a smile.
The evening was drawing to a close and when everyone started yawning more and more, they paid and got ready to leave. Verena, however, went back to the counter and asked for a pen and a beer mat. She wrote her first name and phone number on the piece of cardboard, handed the pen back and slipped the cap into Jörg's jacket pocket when she said goodbye. The farewell was friendly and cordial. And anyone who had no idea what a diabolical plan was circling in Verena's head - and that was nobody present - would think that good friends were saying goodbye to each other in harmony here. She cleverly hid the fact that Verena's part was only fake.
She had almost stopped believing in it, but after three days Jörg actually called. Verena had already suspected that he couldn't call because Silke was there or that he hadn't found the piece of cardboard yet. She hoped that he and Silke didn't live together yet and that he could speak freely. She happily told him how pleased she was about his call. She could practically hear his smile on the other end. Then he told her that he had taken out the pockets to wash the jacket and found her number. He was surprised but pleased at the same time, he told her. Verena's heart beat faster when she tenderly told him how much she had liked him that evening and that she couldn't stop thinking about him. He returned these compliments to her,
They talked on the phone for almost three hours. During this time they grew closer and their conversation deepened. They talked about love and sex, about their likes and their feelings. In the middle, Jörg said that their conversation would turn him on a lot. Verena replied that she felt the same way and that she felt a telltale tingling sensation just hearing his voice.
"Would you like to stroke yourself a little while I tell you something else?" Jörg suddenly asked her. On the one hand, Verena thought the idea was wonderful, since she had become really keen on him in the meantime, but on the other hand, because she was overjoyed that her plan seemed to be coming true. At least he had taken the right direction, which led straight to the goal. "Yes, gladly," Verena breathed into the receiver and began to open her jeans. She told him that quietly and also that she was now pushing her hand into her panties from above.
"Yes, great, that's good!", Jörg replied, who now audibly breathed deeper.
"Yes, now I'm very deep, now I can feel the moisture on my fingertips," Verena said quietly and heard Jörg acknowledge her words with a restrained groan.
"Go on, go on..." he urged her harshly.
“Now I put my middle finger on my pearl. I press them lightly and at the same time I move my finger in circles. Yes, it's good, sooo good!” Verena reported with a groan. She caressed herself intensively and felt how it aroused her more and more.
Jörg moaned louder.
"You wanted to tell me something about it," she reminded him with a sensual tone in her voice.
"Yes, you're right," he replied softly.
Verena asked him again about his preferences in sex, which turned him on and aroused him. When Jörg told her about it quietly, Verena massaged her clit and kept telling Jörg about it.
"You won't believe how hot you make me," he moaned breathlessly at some point.
"Yes, I feel the same way," Verena answered.
"I need to see, taste and feel you," he demanded excitedly. "Please meet me!" Verena smiled. Yes, she wanted it too. She liked him, he was an interesting man. But the best thing was: He was Silke's boyfriend, as he had confirmed to her right at the beginning of the phone call in response to her question hidden in an irrelevant subordinate clause. Oh yes, how she wanted to see him! And how much love to sleep with him. She was erotic and aroused and eagerly awaited the finale of her plan.
"Yes, I'd love to, come over right away!", invited Jörg.
"If you tell me your address now, I'll be there in a minute, your hot, beautiful woman..." he said hoarsely and Verena gave him the street and house number.
After he had said goodbye, Verena hung up the phone, stroked her hot, wet middle again full of feeling and went into the shower. She was looking forward to Jörg. When the doorbell rang, she had just dried off and wrapped her large bath sheet around her slender body. she opened. Now he was actually standing in front of her. Tall, dark haired, with amazing eyes framed by long lashes. She looked at him and felt like she could feel protected in his arms. But another thought occurred to her. She invited him in, saw him walking past her and thought: Soon you'll be mine! She couldn't help but grin.
"You're pretty when you smile." Jörg took her in his arms after closing the door behind him. "And crazy sexy when you're so wet and naked," he whispered in her ear while kissing her neck and pulling the towel from her body.
Verena liked that. She was still full of lust for him and he seemed to still be carrying the hot feeling. He hugged her tightly and pressed her to him. Verena snuggled into his arm and whispered in his ear how much she would long for him and how wonderfully strong his arms would feel around her naked body. Jörg took her face in his hands and kissed her lovingly. His tongue found its way between her lips and merged with hers in a deep kiss that made them both feel how much they wanted each other.
Verena took his hand and walked ahead of him into the bedroom. There she lay down on the bed in a seductive pose and motioned for him to lie down with her. Jörg found this situation more than sharp. He was aroused and wanted this pretty, naked woman at all costs. He wanted to sleep with her, absolutely! Now he undressed, constantly looking over at her. She watched him and was happy about every inch of skin she got to see from him. Then the time had come: Jörg was only wearing his retro shorts, which, as Verena could clearly see, were hard and lavishly filled in the front.
While he was still crawling onto the bed on all fours, Verena pulled his shorts off his bottom. In front it got stuck on his erection. Verena lifted the soft cotton fabric over his hard member and pulled it down his muscular thighs. Jörg lay down close to her and kissed her again.
"You really are a great woman!" he said between kisses. Verena smiled.
"And you're the coolest yet sexiest guy I've ever met."
He grinned and kissed her again. Then he wandered a bit deeper and took one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked on them alternately, causing Verena such a nice feeling that she got goosebumps and her buds straightened even more. Jörg felt it in his mouth, it turned him on a lot. He stopped sucking and looked at the wet nipple.
"It turns you on, huh?" he asked.
"Yes, it's fantastic!" Verena moaned softly. Jörg sucked on the other side again lovingly, at the same time pushing a hand down into the delta of her lust.
He stroked her gently and sensitively, but since Verena was still completely greedy from her phone call, she lifted her hips directly towards him with the silent request to become more intimate. He understood, immediately put his index finger together with the middle finger on her hard clit and massaged it in circular movements.
But he knows what he's doing, thought Verena as she writhed in lust under his fingers. Jörg felt her wetness and her greed, which she openly showed him, and it turned him on incredibly. His penis was hard and big, and he was impatient to dip into her. Verena pulled Jörg's head down and kissed him until he felt the ground turning beneath them. He couldn't wait any longer, he wanted it now!
Jörg knelt between her legs and spread her thighs. Verena lifted her head and looked at him. She watched his fully erect, bulging penis begging to be taken up by her. Then she raised her pelvis. Jörg saw her moisture shimmer and gave in to his desire to run his finger through her middle. Between her swollen labia and forward to her clitoris, which had long since slipped out of its protective fold of skin, hard and swollen.
"Now, Verena," Jörg demanded with a groan as he lowered his hips slightly and suddenly dived into her. He was well hung and penetrated very deeply into her. She felt him and couldn't help but groan loudly as the powerful penis made its way into her silky interior. Her bottom was in his hands. He paused for a moment and looked into her eyes. Then he kneaded her buttocks gently and slowly. Verena moaned softly again and in response she also tensed her muscles to close particularly tightly around his remarkable phallus. George groaned.
"Stay tight," he said excitedly, gently moving her back and forth on his penis. Verena gasped. Jörg continued and became more and more violent until he had the feeling that he could no longer hold back his orgasm in this way. He stopped and pulled himself out of her. Verena laid her legs outstretched on the sheet again. Jörg needed this cool-down to let his excitement subside a little. Verena looked at him with a loving smile, which he replied. Then he lay on his back and pulled Verena onto himself.
She was happy to kneel over him now and enjoyed letting his hard member slowly slide into her. Little by little, so slowly that Jörg almost couldn't bear it and almost went mad with lust beneath her.
"Please let me in you," he gasped, tossing his head to the side. Verena continued to set the pace. His path was still agonizingly slow deep inside her. When he couldn't take it any longer, he wrapped his hands around her waist and yanked her tight against him. He slipped completely into her and both moaned at the same time and loudly.
"Yes, that's cool!", he cried and stretched out under her full of lust. Verena supported herself on his broad chest and now slept with him uninhibitedly. She gasped out how hot she found him and what horny feelings his penis triggered in her. How much she enjoyed him and how immensely he aroused her.
Jörg looked at her. It turned him on that she would talk to him and say these extremely hot things to him. Then he closed his eyes, wanting to concentrate on holding off the orgasm for as long as possible. She kept moving on his erect member; her tightness felt extraordinarily exciting to him. He threatened to come soon and when he opened his eyes once in between, he saw her full breasts, which swayed to the beat of the movements. Groaning loudly, he almost lost control at that moment.
Jörg wanted her to come. Fearing he couldn't hold in his orgasm much longer, he licked the thumb of his right hand, placing it at the base of his penis. Exactly where Verena kept touching him with her clit when she met him. When Verena hit his thumb with her pearl at exactly that moment, she groaned loudly.
"Gooood, that's so good!", she moaned out of breath as she continued to move on him and purposefully rubbed her small, hard love bead on his thumb. The feeling was breathtaking and gigantic for Verena. It was less than five seconds before she climaxed. She pressed herself onto Jörg, screamed and rubbed his thumb in very short movements, which he also pressed against her. Verena kept her eyes closed during her orgasm. Jörg could feel every muscle movement on his thumb and penis...
As she calmed and softened, he pulled his hand out from under her and placed both hands on her waist. He lifted and lowered her on his hard sex as he needed to satisfy his pleasure and moaned loudly. With hard and powerful movements he directed their bodies. For a long time he moved on the edge of the abyss, because he loved this tightrope walk between complete excitement and the redeeming orgasm. It was like tumbling between two worlds.
At that moment, however, he felt that he could only penetrate two or three more times before he would come. Now he was ready. Verena felt it too and last time pressed extremely hard on his hard penis, which seemed to have increased in size and length. Jörg moaned loudly and deeply. His grip on her hips became iron hard and he erupted explosively inside her. Overwhelmed and intoxicated, he enjoyed his ecstasy.
"Yes honey! Yes!” he moaned and pushed his pelvis against her …
Verena was happy. It had been wonderful sleeping with him. He had given her great pleasure and she him. She stroked his hair as he lay on top of her, breathing heavily, and chuckled to herself. It was a great satisfaction for her to have slept with Silke's boyfriend, and the icing on the cake would now be if he told Silke himself. Yes, that would be really great!
"Will you tell Silke?" she asked him.
"Of course not," he said, grinning. Verena was satisfied with this answer. It was satisfying enough for her as it was.
A few days later, Silke and Verena happened to meet again while shopping. They stopped and chatted to each other. As women in love like to do, Silke only raved about Jörg. Verena suddenly asked how she would find him in bed. When Silke rolled her eyes in relish and told her that he was unique, Verena replied: "Yes, that's right, I think so too. He's particularly good at the thing with his thumb, I've never experienced anything so horny before!”
She grinned triumphantly into Silke's speechless face.
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