SWEET INVASIONTheir hearts seemed like they would take flight within their chests. Luis lay on top of her and continued kissing her. As ready as he was to dive into her and lose himself, kissing her and feeling her was as exhilarating as immersing himself fully. It was all so new to him, and when her hands began to roam his body, warm and eager, when her tongue sought his and they began to dance together, electric shocks surged through him. When her long nails scratched his back, he moaned loudly and trembled. This fueled her desire even more as her hands descended further, now on his thighs, squeezing and scratching.Luis was burning with desire, forgetting even his own name. His hands also started to explore her body, anxious to be all over her. Priscila parted her legs as his hand moved up her, and he moaned even louder when he reached her core, feeling the wetness between her legs."Oh my God, Priscila... you... I...""Yes!" she answered his unspoken question, understanding witho
NO, YOU CAN'T IMAGINE!Clara climbed the stairs and reached the mezzanine. She knocked on three doors, and judging by the sounds of sexual activity coming from behind each one, she was about to give up and wait for her friend downstairs. However, when she knocked on the fourth door, it swung open, and Jânio was holding a naked woman by the waist. The woman was bent over the bed, both of them standing, completely nude. He was thrusting forcefully into her, his sweat dripping onto her back. Clara stood frozen, like a statue, watching them."Damn it, Mister Hair, close the damn door!" Jânio shouted. And as she reached for the doorknob to close it, he asked her, "Before that, turn up the damn air conditioning for us."He continued thrusting relentlessly, his hands still gripping the woman's waist as her hair brushed against the bed, her head lowered, and she moaned loudly. He pulled and pushed her, penetrating deeply. Clara grabbed the air conditioning remote from the table, increased the
NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU"It was like magic, my friend, exactly like magic. We were both on an escalator, which, you know, is nothing unusual, except that our eyes couldn't detach from each other. While I was going up and he was going down, our gaze remained fixed, and when we passed each other on the escalator, him on one side and me on the other, we reached out our hands towards each other. The tips of our fingers touched, we laughed, and there we were, me at the top of the escalator and him on the ground floor, just staring at each other. I must have looked like a fool, looking down at him, and he looked the same, gazing up at me. We finally moved out of the way when we realised we were obstructing the flow of people. Clara, I know it may be hard to believe, and even now, after all this time, I can hardly believe it myself, but I think we stood there, just looking at each other, for about two minutes until he came up, placed his foot on the first step of the escalator, and started asce
A NECESSARY AND WELCOME MOURNINGIn the morning, when Clara left the room and Megan turned to the corner, saying she needed to sleep a little more, Clara went downstairs and noticed that the day had barely dawned and it was still dark. The smell of the sea breeze led her barefoot to the beach. She inhaled the salty scent and could already feel the splashes of water even before approaching closely.She felt the cold breeze, dressed only in a loose t-shirt and short knit shorts, and experienced a slight chill, but she wanted to enjoy the morning air before the sun rose, so she slowly made her way towards the splendid ocean. She only noticed there was someone lying on the sand when she got closer. At first, she thought it was just an illusion playing tricks on her, but as she took steps forward, she realised there was indeed someone lying on the edge of the beach.Getting even closer, she saw that it was Giulio, fast asleep. Wow, didn't he feel the cold? He was still shirtless, wearing o
AN EX-PADRE."Wow, my dick is sore!" Jânio leaned back in the seat next to the driver and exclaimed with a smile."Oh, stop being naughty, Jânio!" Clara reprimanded him, trying not to show her laughter in her voice. "No one is asking you anything!""Just so you know, I had sex about five times!" he continued, teasing them, and even the driver laughed."Not just you, you idiot. Everyone here had sex, and I think I had way more than you did. And I only started this morning!" Clara threw it back at him."You slut!" he whispered, unable to hide his laughter. "And what about you, Pri? Did you enjoy the party? The parties I throw are always like this, you know?""I had a great time, and I'm retiring now," Pri said, and Jânio looked back, turning in his seat, concerned because her voice sounded joyful but mentioned retirement."She fell in love, Jânio. The silly girl gave her heart away at the first party," Megay told him."It's true, and brace yourselves because I'm getting married soon!""
INSULINClara woke up as usual with coffee in bed brought by Dalia. It was becoming a tradition between them, and she mentioned it to her friend. She said that if she decided to stop now, it would make her suffer from withdrawal. Dalia always brought two cups, even though Otávio didn't drink anything before brushing his teeth. As soon as Clara finished her coffee, her toothbrush was already extended by him, waiting for her to brush her teeth. What have we become? She thought while brushing her teeth. Will we be one of those old couples who worry about each other when one of them leaves the house without an umbrella or a coat? They already lacked sex, so it was guaranteed that they would be two old people who don't have sex. But older couples were affectionate with each other. Sex wasn't the only form of affection. Offering a T-shirt for your partner to sleep in, instead of wearing a nightgown or pyjamas, was a way of showing affection, right? Not being able to sleep when the other per
DO YOU NOT MENSTRUATE?Clara said goodbye to Patrícia and went home feeling terrible for Lara. She couldn't come to terms with the fact that she was going through this. She never imagined that alcohol dependency could be so savage. It never occurred to her in her life that such a dependent person was considered an illness, but now she knew that alcoholism was a disease, and a very serious one at that.She went straight to Lipe's house and found him sitting on the porch, just as disheartened as she was. She sat next to him in silence. They remained like that for several minutes until he spoke up:"She kept asking me to let her go, the whole time.""The same with me. In the end, she became aggressive, and if she weren't untied, I believe she would have attacked me. She asked me to help her die.""She was staring at the wall when I arrived and said that the waves of the sea were almost reaching her, and it seemed like she could really see the sea right there beside her," Lipe said, on th
LOVE WITHOUT GUILT."Why are you dressed in a nurse's coat?" Lara asked Lipe as the doctor left the room.Lipe had opened his eyes and looked at her with a sleepy smile, his eyes still heavy with sleep."Because they wouldn't let me in to see you, and I couldn't sleep knowing that you were here alone and tied up."A sob rose in the girl's throat and couldn't be contained, causing the young man to sit up and fully awaken. She didn't cry immediately, or rather, the tears were slower than the intermittent sobs, and only later did they flow profusely, wetting her face."What's wrong, Lara? Where does it hurt?" he asked, flustered, and in one pull, he yanked the sheet away and tossed it aside, sleep being completely swept away. He then looked at her naked body, which he had undressed himself in the early hours and given a dry bath. He was about to dress her afterward, but she was beside herself with fear that he had left, the fear of leaving her while he fetched another hospital gown from