I once had a short, passionate and somewhat painful relationship with Stefanie. Stefanie was a tiny, very beautiful Latina. Petite, rock-hard buttocks, small and exquisitely beautiful breasts, long black curly hair, black eyes ... an absolute dream of a woman! However, we didn’t match very well, although it took pretty long for me to realise it. In the end she wanted to stay friends – in other words, she called me up pretty often, just for a chat, so my passion for her didn’t have a chance to diminish ....

Well, we didn’t see each other for about two years, the phone calls began to become fewer and farer between, during which time I absolved a massage training and did a lot of other things as well, life went on. But this changed one Friday evening ... the phone rang, and Stefanie told me she had just gotten married.
Oh the pain ….
Of course, I acted nonchalantly and told her about my massage training, which I had just finished. She was very enthusiastic and wanted a massage right the next day, feeling very tense from her strenuous job. I thought, why not, a good way to get some practice, a very easy to massage and beautiful body – and her coffee had always been a special treat!

I confess, my heart was beating a bit when I rang her doorbell. She gave me a peck left and right, we had coffee and chatted a bit, mostly about her husband, whom I didn’t know and who was at his job. Then I decided it was time to start, after all, I had other plans for afterwards. I prepared everything, albeit without my special massage table which I hadn’t been able to bring along (travelling by train and bus). Stefanie lay face down on her bed, wearing only her slip, and I got to work. For three quarters of an hour I concentrated hard, tried to do my best, found indeed some very tense muscles that I managed to relax, and in the end I had the feeling I’d done a pretty good job. I quietly got off the bed and crept silently towards the door, planning to let her rest for some time – and to get me some more of that great coffee ....

‘Haven’t you forgotten something?’, I heard her tiny voice say.
‘I don’t think so, what do you mean?’, I replied.
‘I think you know very well ....’

I got back onto the bed ... she turned over on her back and grabbed me ... and kissed me passionately! I hurriedly got undressed ... unbelievable! Married for a whole week, desperately wanting own c***dren ... and to fuck ME! Complying to her wish, I started to massage the last parts of her body I had left out ... like two years before I rubbed her clit ... and it took her only seconds to come! She pulled me onto her, I entered her, all my pent up passion exploded, I fucked her with all my might, she came and came ... and when she felt I was close, she pulled me inside her ... deep inside ... and I shot a huge load of my sperm deep inside her tiny, young, newlywed latina pussy!

We embraced and fell asleep ... and when I awoke it was to the smell of fresh coffee. I got dressed, we chatted again a bit, she thanked me for the great massage, we said goodbye ... and that was the last time I saw her. She called me when she gave birth to a son (not mine), and that was the last I heard of her ....