Website and pleasure

In the past it was difficult to masturbate. Some years ago there were no websites dedicated to porn content, therefore you had to buy a movie, go to a movie theater or masturbate thinking about something, nowadays everything is easier.

There are even websites where you can see people doing things in real time. People doing everything you would like: a couple having sex, threesomes, quartets, orgies. Men with women, men with men, women with women. Man woman man, woman man woman. A chain of three boys penatrating each other or a chain of three girls licking each other. These types of websites are essential in our lives, sometimes I think about how difficult it must have been to masturbate before and it bothers me a bit.

I especially like these websites where you can watch girls in real time touching themselves in front of the camera. It is as if they were touching in front of you, something sublime. They give you a little piece of the pleasure they provide themselves doing that show, a show that you can imagine that is only for you even if thousands of people around the world are watching it too, and even if you never meet one of those girls in your life.

Although life can give you some surprises.

I live in a large house that is divided into small rooms that are rented to students. The city where I live has one of the best universities in the country, therefore many boys and girls need these small rooms to live while they study because they are cheaper than other places. The problem is that the place where I live is so old that virtually no person wants to live here. 10 rooms and only one is occupied: the one thai s mine. That gives me some privacy to be able to masturbate quietly while I see the girls touching each themselves in front of the camera for me.

One night, when I was about to sleep, I heard strange noises that flooded the entire house. I lived alone in that house because it was such an old construction that anyone would have been afraid to enter there. Although the rooms had been remodeled with a modern taste, on the outside it was still an old house, similar to those that appear in horror stories.

I covered myself completely under the sheets, prayed a little and tried to fall asleep. After a while I got bored of being hidden and told myself that if I was about to graduate and had survived college, then I shouldn’t be afraid of any ghost. To try to sleep, I took my cell phone and entered one of my favorite websites. When I clicked on a brunette girl that seemed beautiful to me, I noticed something curious.

The girl filled her two holes with a double dildo, being totally naked, with hooks that tightened her nipples. What I noticed was that her screams were equal to the screams of pain (I thought it was pain) I was hearing. I quickly realized what was happening: I had a new neighbor.

In the morning, when I was preparing to leave the house for college, I met her. She was dressed like a nerd, the best student in the class. She introduced herself by shaking my hand and speaking with to me with respect, without suspecting that the hand that I was extending to her had served hours before to give me pleasure as I watched her fill her two holes with a dildo.

I think she never knew that through the walls of her room, I could hear her. I didn’t bother to tell her, because every day I went to that website to put her videos and put the volume at 0 to see her while listening her moans on the walls as she gave pleasure to herself.In the past it was difficult to masturbate. Some years ago there were no websites dedicated to porn content, therefore you had to buy a movie, go to a movie theater or masturbate thinking about something, nowadays everything is easier.
There are even websites where you can see people doing things in real time. People doing everything you would like: a couple having sex, threesomes, quartets, orgies. Men with women, men with men, women with women. Man woman man, woman man woman. A chain of three boys penatrating each other or a chain of three girls licking each other. These types of websites are essential in our lives, sometimes I think about how difficult it must have been to masturbate before and it bothers me a bit.
I especially like these websites where you can watch girls in real time touching themselves in front of the camera. It is as if they were touching in front of you, something sublime. They give you a little piece of the pleasure they provide themselves doing that show, a show that you can imagine that is only for you even if thousands of people around the world are watching it too, and even if you never meet one of those girls in your life.
Although life can give you some surprises.
I live in a large house that is divided into small rooms that are rented to students. The city where I live has one of the best universities in the country, therefore many boys and girls need these small rooms to live while they study because they are cheaper than other places. The problem is that the place where I live is so old that virtually no person wants to live here. 10 rooms and only one is occupied: the one thai s mine. That gives me some privacy to be able to masturbate quietly while I see the girls touching each themselves in front of the camera for me.
One night, when I was about to sleep, I heard strange noises that flooded the entire house. I lived alone in that house because it was such an old construction that anyone would have been afraid to enter there. Although the rooms had been remodeled with a modern taste, on the outside it was still an old house, similar to those that appear in horror stories.
I covered myself completely under the sheets, prayed a little and tried to fall asleep. After a while I got bored of being hidden and told myself that if I was about to graduate and had survived college, then I shouldn’t be afraid of any ghost. To try to sleep, I took my cell phone and entered one of my favorite websites. When I clicked on a brunette girl that seemed beautiful to me, I noticed something curious.
The girl filled her two holes with a double dildo, being totally naked, with hooks that tightened her nipples. What I noticed was that her screams were equal to the screams of pain (I thought it was pain) I was hearing. I quickly realized what was happening: I had a new neighbor.
In the morning, when I was preparing to leave the house for college, I met her. She was dressed like a nerd, the best student in the class. She introduced herself by shaking my hand and speaking with to me with respect, without suspecting that the hand that I was extending to her had served hours before to give me pleasure as I watched her fill her two holes with a dildo.
I think she never knew that through the walls of her room, I could hear her. I didn’t bother to tell her, because every day I went to that website to put her videos and put the volume at 0 to see her while listening her moans on the walls as she gave pleasure to herself.