Aquiles... a curious straight. Gonzalo Narvreón
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Aquiles
…a curious straight
By Gonzalo Narvreón
Original title: Aquiles… un hetero curioso
Traduced by Gonzalo Narvreón
© Aquiles… A curious straight.
© Gonzalo Narvreón
ISBN Printed edition: 978-84-685-5228-6
ISBN Digital - ePub edition: 978-84-685-5229-3
ISBN Digital - PDF edition: 978-84-685-5231-6
Edited by Bubok Publishing SL
“Normality is a paved road...
… The path is comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.”
– Vincent van Gogh –
Dedication
To all those who once felt curious and have been encouraged to explore their sexuality, mainly those who feel curious and have not yet ventured to cross the border.
Gonzalo Narvreón
Index
Introduction
Chapter 3 — Football afternoon
Chapter 8 — Alejandro’s contact
Chapter 9 — Uncomfortable situation
Chapter 10 — At the middle of the week
Chapter 11 — Visiting the doctor
Chapter 13 — Learning from Alejandro
Chapter 14 — Sailing on the lion-colored river
Chapter 15 — And Alejandro expanded his story
Chapter 17 — Aquiles and his sperm
Chapter 18 — A thorn in his side
Chapter 19 — Running with Alejandro
– Introduction –
Aquiles led a quiet and comfortable life; he enjoyed his wife, shared his free time with friends, and was satisfied with his work achievements. His days passed following the mandates that society established and responding to everything that society expected of him...
And suddenly, without looking or thinking about it, a new world began to unfold before his eyes.
Not having truly clear, Aquiles began to realize that nothing was what it seemed, and that beyond cultural and social structures for which he walked comfortably, there was something else.
He knew it, and already nothing would be the same; his curiosity had peaked up.
Chapter 1
Aquiles
Good morning love, were the warm and tender words that accompanied Aquiles' peaceful awakening and brought him out of deep and restful sleep after a Friday night full of pleasure and lust that had left him exhausted.
With his eyes closed and unable to move or utter a word, he perceived the smell of sex still impregnated on Marina's lips and felt how his member was firmly tight by his wife's hand.
“Daddy… What a night!” Marina said, while notably excited, she began to perceive the reaction of Aquiles' member.
Aquiles could only draw a warm smile on his face and allowed himself to be carried away by his wife’s wishes, giving himself up, letting her do whatever she wanted with him.
Marina's firm breasts rested on his hairy chest. He could feel the hardness of her tips nipples and the way that her wet vagina pressed firmly against his penis, which was already wholly erect.
Aquiles and Marina knew how to satisfy each other; they were past forty and leading an intensive and active sex life, stripped of inhibitions. They played sports and their bodies were attractive, not exaggerated, but toned.
Aquiles knew very well what points to touch, how to manage the times, and what to do to make Marina climb to heaven.
Marina acted as a tremendous whore in private, eager to be satisfied and have sex until fall passed out. She was a fantastic sucker, and she lustfully enjoyed sucking her husband's dick, she enjoyed tasting the sperm of her male, and she knew perfectly well how to handle his pelvic muscles to drive him crazy. Aquiles used to feel like Marina's vagina sucks his dick, a strange sensation as if there were a mouth inside that masterfully sucked his glans.
It was frequent that her muscular work and Aquiles' own self-control allowed him to experience multiple orgasms, even without ejaculation.
Except for infrequent exceptions, driven by an unstoppable state of extreme sex fever, he penetrated her. He began to wildly pump until he finished, not caring more than his relief and pleasure; their sexual sessions took a long time. They maintained previous oral sex, in which Marina experienced multiple orgasms before being penetrated.
As if he were a sex Master, Aquiles knew very well how to work with his tongue and lips; Marina's clitoris loved and missed them. Marina frequently trembled uncontrollably and sometimes even begged Aquiles to stop; she used to cover her face with a pillow, so she could scream aloud, allowing herself to discharge the sexual energy with which her man charged her.
Aquiles felt lustful, ego, and an exacerbation of his masculinity, seeing that his work made Marina lose control of her body by not bearing so much pleasure.
Somehow,