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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
11/03/2025
To set a bit of context because it's going to be quite long: I went to the Spring Break in Cancun, Mexico last year with a friend from college.
This college friend and I met quite early and stayed pretty close even though we became a bit different. Today, he is really very charming, has a lot of ease with girls, while I am much more shy. But we had always fantasized a bit about Spring Break and promised each other we would do it one day.
I see him a lot at parties with our old group of college friends where we talk a bit about our lives. We are 23 years old, and he, of course, has become tall, quite muscular, not huge but really well-defined, with a square jaw, in short, he's attractive. And especially, he has a lot of charm. When he's drunk, he always talks about his recent conquests, his "big dick," and how he's always on the go, and it generally makes us laugh.
So we managed to organize our vacation in Mexico, and that's where I'm really going to see him in action, both endure it and appreciate it. I know the story sounds cliché, but every detail is true!
So we board in Paris for a 10-hour flight, and right from the start, he has a problem with the screen in front of him that doesn't work. So he calls a flight attendant who spends some time trying to fix the issue. To describe her, she was really very attractive, blonde, with an incredible smile, white teeth, beautiful fair skin slightly tanned, not a bimbo but you could tell she was in great shape (she was 41 years old). He starts chatting with her, teasing her a bit until the issue is resolved.
But from that point on, every time she passes by him, he always has a little word or joke for her. It was clear she wasn't indifferent, and the more time passed, the more she responded. They were really flirting, and during the last meal, 1 hour before landing, he writes his Instagram handle on a piece of paper and gives it to her. She giggles a bit before quickly putting it in her pocket.
I was really speechless at the time. They had almost a 20-year age difference, and he was trying to fulfill the fantasy of seducing the beautiful flight attendant. But at that moment, I thought it wouldn't lead to anything anyway, she was just playing along a bit, it's her job, etc.
Except that once we arrived at our apartment, we dropped off our stuff, got settled, and he received a new notification, and of course, it was her. So from that point on, they started messaging each other. I was obviously involved; he showed me the messages, etc. She explained that she was leaving in 2 days but already had plans with colleagues the next day, so she was free only that evening, and it was already 6 PM. So my friend Alex, with his boldness, suggested they meet that evening and go for a drink, and she accepted… 😳
At that point, he was already confident. It wasn't the first time he had met an older woman, and given how quickly she accepted, he told me the deal was sealed and that he would probably go to her hotel that night.
So around 7:30 PM, he left to meet her, and I stayed at the apartment to recover a bit from the trip and jet lag. But an hour later, he sent me messages saying he would be back in 10 minutes with her, that it wasn't possible to go to her hotel because she was with colleagues in the nearby rooms, and she didn't want any drama. He told me to stay locked in my room (there were bolts) and said he had told the flight attendant that his friend had gone out and would return at 7 AM after partying all night.
The moment arrived; I heard the door slam, the two distinct voices I recognized, and I understood that he had really managed to bring her back… Damn..The apartment was small, with a living room with a bar that opened onto the kitchen and two doors leading to the bedrooms, which were side by side.
I heard them put down their things and continue talking about their lives, the city, and all that. After a while, I heard nothing at all. I started listening at my door and began to hear kissing sounds. I realized they were actually making out. I thought it was going to be a long night.
I heard them continue kissing, start undressing, and then go into the bedroom next to mine, where I could hear quite good since the walls were quite thin.
My friend is quite vocal; he talks a lot, so I heard some phrases when he spoke loudly, moaning, telling her she sucks well, that she is magnificent. Then I started hearing her moans but nothing more, so I figured he was probably going down on her. Her moans got louder and louder, then stopped and started again until she started screaming, "I'M GOING TO COME, I'M GOING TO COME, OHHHH," followed by a very long moan.
At that point, I admit I was incredibly turned on and couldn't take it anymore. I started touching myself while listening to them. I heard the flight attendant start saying, "Slowly, slowly, be careful... ouch..." at first because she probably had trouble with his size. It took some time before I heard the regular slapping sounds and her cries getting even louder (honestly, louder than I've ever heard from a woman). She was really enjoying it and letting him know. I could hear almost everything she said because she was speaking very loudly, almost shouting, telling him he was incredible, that she rarely felt like this, and it made him speed up. He was really going at it like a machine for tens of minutes without hardly taking a break. I couldn't take it anymore; I left the room, made sure the door was closed, and masturbated just outside the door. I could hear even better, almost as if I was there.
I heard how he was fucking her and what he was saying to her. He called her a little bitch, a slut, a whore, the whole time. She was moaning, crying out, begging to suck him, repeating over and over that she loved his big cock. He said he had been waiting for this the whole flight. I came already because, frankly, it was insane how exciting it was.
But he, of course, didn't stop. He continued, and 20 minutes later, I went back to the same spot and started touching myself again. I heard the flight attendant asking him to go harder and harder, saying she deserved it, then je warned her that he was going to come soon, and her begging for his cum. I've never heard a woman so "addicted" after just one evening. I heard it stop and heard her start sucking him again. After 2 minutes, he told her to "open her slutty mouth," and he started groaning and coming on her, I presume. I came almost at the same time for the second time.
It was almost 11:30 PM; I thought they were done, and I went to bed. But 30 minutes later, as I was in bed with my AirPods, I started hearing slapping sounds in the next room and realized it was starting again. I touched myself a third time, and this cycle continued until 3 AM when I finally fell asleep. I came 5 times that night listening to them, and at that moment, I understood that it was probably the most exciting night of my life and that I might be a cuck…
That marked the night of an agitated week because there were other experiences like that (not as intense), but I understood what it was like to share an apartment with an "alpha" during Spring Break.
FUCK MY WIFE!
CLICK BELOW TO FIND A BULL
This college friend and I met quite early and stayed pretty close even though we became a bit different. Today, he is really very charming, has a lot of ease with girls, while I am much more shy. But we had always fantasized a bit about Spring Break and promised each other we would do it one day.
I see him a lot at parties with our old group of college friends where we talk a bit about our lives. We are 23 years old, and he, of course, has become tall, quite muscular, not huge but really well-defined, with a square jaw, in short, he's attractive. And especially, he has a lot of charm. When he's drunk, he always talks about his recent conquests, his "big dick," and how he's always on the go, and it generally makes us laugh.
So we managed to organize our vacation in Mexico, and that's where I'm really going to see him in action, both endure it and appreciate it. I know the story sounds cliché, but every detail is true!
So we board in Paris for a 10-hour flight, and right from the start, he has a problem with the screen in front of him that doesn't work. So he calls a flight attendant who spends some time trying to fix the issue. To describe her, she was really very attractive, blonde, with an incredible smile, white teeth, beautiful fair skin slightly tanned, not a bimbo but you could tell she was in great shape (she was 41 years old). He starts chatting with her, teasing her a bit until the issue is resolved.
But from that point on, every time she passes by him, he always has a little word or joke for her. It was clear she wasn't indifferent, and the more time passed, the more she responded. They were really flirting, and during the last meal, 1 hour before landing, he writes his Instagram handle on a piece of paper and gives it to her. She giggles a bit before quickly putting it in her pocket.
I was really speechless at the time. They had almost a 20-year age difference, and he was trying to fulfill the fantasy of seducing the beautiful flight attendant. But at that moment, I thought it wouldn't lead to anything anyway, she was just playing along a bit, it's her job, etc.
Except that once we arrived at our apartment, we dropped off our stuff, got settled, and he received a new notification, and of course, it was her. So from that point on, they started messaging each other. I was obviously involved; he showed me the messages, etc. She explained that she was leaving in 2 days but already had plans with colleagues the next day, so she was free only that evening, and it was already 6 PM. So my friend Alex, with his boldness, suggested they meet that evening and go for a drink, and she accepted… 😳
At that point, he was already confident. It wasn't the first time he had met an older woman, and given how quickly she accepted, he told me the deal was sealed and that he would probably go to her hotel that night.
So around 7:30 PM, he left to meet her, and I stayed at the apartment to recover a bit from the trip and jet lag. But an hour later, he sent me messages saying he would be back in 10 minutes with her, that it wasn't possible to go to her hotel because she was with colleagues in the nearby rooms, and she didn't want any drama. He told me to stay locked in my room (there were bolts) and said he had told the flight attendant that his friend had gone out and would return at 7 AM after partying all night.
The moment arrived; I heard the door slam, the two distinct voices I recognized, and I understood that he had really managed to bring her back… Damn..The apartment was small, with a living room with a bar that opened onto the kitchen and two doors leading to the bedrooms, which were side by side.
I heard them put down their things and continue talking about their lives, the city, and all that. After a while, I heard nothing at all. I started listening at my door and began to hear kissing sounds. I realized they were actually making out. I thought it was going to be a long night.
I heard them continue kissing, start undressing, and then go into the bedroom next to mine, where I could hear quite good since the walls were quite thin.
My friend is quite vocal; he talks a lot, so I heard some phrases when he spoke loudly, moaning, telling her she sucks well, that she is magnificent. Then I started hearing her moans but nothing more, so I figured he was probably going down on her. Her moans got louder and louder, then stopped and started again until she started screaming, "I'M GOING TO COME, I'M GOING TO COME, OHHHH," followed by a very long moan.
At that point, I admit I was incredibly turned on and couldn't take it anymore. I started touching myself while listening to them. I heard the flight attendant start saying, "Slowly, slowly, be careful... ouch..." at first because she probably had trouble with his size. It took some time before I heard the regular slapping sounds and her cries getting even louder (honestly, louder than I've ever heard from a woman). She was really enjoying it and letting him know. I could hear almost everything she said because she was speaking very loudly, almost shouting, telling him he was incredible, that she rarely felt like this, and it made him speed up. He was really going at it like a machine for tens of minutes without hardly taking a break. I couldn't take it anymore; I left the room, made sure the door was closed, and masturbated just outside the door. I could hear even better, almost as if I was there.
I heard how he was fucking her and what he was saying to her. He called her a little bitch, a slut, a whore, the whole time. She was moaning, crying out, begging to suck him, repeating over and over that she loved his big cock. He said he had been waiting for this the whole flight. I came already because, frankly, it was insane how exciting it was.
But he, of course, didn't stop. He continued, and 20 minutes later, I went back to the same spot and started touching myself again. I heard the flight attendant asking him to go harder and harder, saying she deserved it, then je warned her that he was going to come soon, and her begging for his cum. I've never heard a woman so "addicted" after just one evening. I heard it stop and heard her start sucking him again. After 2 minutes, he told her to "open her slutty mouth," and he started groaning and coming on her, I presume. I came almost at the same time for the second time.
It was almost 11:30 PM; I thought they were done, and I went to bed. But 30 minutes later, as I was in bed with my AirPods, I started hearing slapping sounds in the next room and realized it was starting again. I touched myself a third time, and this cycle continued until 3 AM when I finally fell asleep. I came 5 times that night listening to them, and at that moment, I understood that it was probably the most exciting night of my life and that I might be a cuck…
That marked the night of an agitated week because there were other experiences like that (not as intense), but I understood what it was like to share an apartment with an "alpha" during Spring Break.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
Jean