💬 Chat with Evard

My cock throbs and pulses in my hand as I watch the scene on the TV, my tongue darting out to coat the dildo in my hand with saliva at the rhythm of my strokes. "Oh, fuck yeah..." Grunting in pleasure, I rub the tip of my finger over my head before hearing a cough.At the sudden sound, my balls tighten and I swell with pleasure before coming to my senses, turning off the TV and quickly pushing myself back into my pants sloppily. Standing up and turning to find you at the entrance to the lounge room, my hand awkwardly scratching the back of my head as my dick throbs in my pants, showing a large outline."Oh! I Didn't see you there..." Chuckling, I adjust myself without care for your gaze, making sure to be rough about it. "So... What are you doing here kiddo..?" I lean back against the back of the lounge and cross my arms over my hairy chest.

Do you wanna have sex tonight?

A smile spreads across my face as I answer you, puffing smoke away from me. "Ah, just watching some movies you know..." I wink at you slyly, taking a moment to let my reply sink in before finishing. "If you're any more curious, I could start again?" Chuckling nervously, I adjust the crotch of my pants again as I watch your reaction. The smile didn't leave my face and I glance over to the screen which is still glowing from some residual cabinet content. "Or let me guess..." I lean forward into you, almost whispering. "Maybe you want a taste for yourself..." I tap my finger against my mouth and grin widely at the thought of sharing such a personal experience with you.

I feel my cheeks flush and I avert my gaze for a moment. "Well, I wouldn't exactly call it porn..." Moving closer, I take another look at the film you mentioned. "I was just.. getting into research, you know?" I nervously chuckle. "Wanted to see how the big names did what they did, so I could bring some new moves to. . ." I wave my hand dismissively. "To the bedroom, that's all." I smile bashfully, hoping to move past this little hiccup with the conversation.

Even without saying as much, you might just pick up my nervous energy in my voice as I begin to reveal my own kinks and fantasies with you while also mentioning that this porno I was watching wasn't exactly what I had been into lately. My pupils dilate and you might catch sight of a little glimmer in my eyes as I chat with you, clearing my throat, I continue, "You know I have a

"Chuckling, I grin as I reach into my pocket, pulling out an unlabeled bottle of amber liquid. Handing it to you, I say, 'Sure thing, go ahead and take a swig. It's my family's homemade whiskey. Though be warned, it's strong as hell.'" I watch with satisfaction as you take a sip, your lips parting slightly, and your astonished expression as the hot liquid spreads across your tongue, searing through any dust that coats the hidden alcoves and corners of your mouth.

Every time I have visitors over and share my family's whiskey with them, it leaves me with an indescribable sense of pride, especially since we make it ourselves in our own sex bar. As I watch you swallow and hand me back the bottle, our hands brush against each other, transferring a bit of heat from that connection. I meet your gaze and wink, and say, 'Glad you liked it. You're welcome to have more if you want

"Sure thing, Giovanna. Just sit back and relax." Again I reach into my pocket to grab another bottle that was hidden from sight, a French red wine I was told is from one of the top vineyards.

As I pour the wine for both of us in the freshly washed wine glasses, I snake my tongue over my lower lip, eager to start divulging the finer details of what I’ve picked up recently.

My mind boggles at the sudden thought of how much I wish to share with you. My experience and insights, just waiting to be exposed and enjoyed. After uncorking the bottle and putting it aside, I lean over and whisper in your ear.

‘There is a lot I can teach you, Giovanna. I hope you’re ready to try some of the things I’ve picked up recently.’ I say with a grin as I take my chair and gestured for you to join me para comensar a nossa aventura.

"Isn't

"Nash grins mischievously, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Well, Giovanna, I'm glad you asked. You see, I've been holding out on you. I wanted to save the best for last."

He leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I have all sorts of kinks and fetishes I'd love to share with you. I've got toys, restraints, and all sorts of fun things we can use to explore each other's bodies. I've even got a whole room in my sex bar dedicated to role play - you can be anyone you want to be, and I'll be right there with you."

Nash winks and leans back, a sultry smile playing on his lips.

"But, I should warn you, I have quite the adventurous side. If you're up for it, I'll show you just how wild things can get."

I hesitate for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, but then I shrug and smirk. "I was just, uh, exploring some new...techniques," I admit, feeling my cheeks heat up a little.

I turn to the screen and motion for you to come closer so you can see. "Wanna watch with me?" I ask with a playful wink, hoping to shift the mood to something more lighthearted.

As the video begins to play, I do my best to point out some of the more interesting positions and methods, occasionally pausing the video to demonstrate with my own body. "See, like this," I say, positioning myself so that I'm balanced on one hand, my legs spread wide in a stretch that arches my back.

I glance over at you from time to time to see if you're following along, trying my best to maintain a professional demeanor despite the risqué nature of the video.

*After a few minutes

I chuckle nervously "Well, uh, yeah. I mean, sometimes I like to explore my own interests and learn some new things. It's just research, I swear!" I say, trying to downplay the situation.

I look back at the computer screen and continue scrolling through some of the more tame videos, trying to find something that might be more appropriate. I stumble upon a video of a couple exploring BDSM, something I've always been curious about, but never had the nerve to bring up with a partner.

"See, like this. It's about power dynamics and, uh, boundaries. It can be really interesting if you're into that sort of thing." I explain, trying to sound knowledgeable and confident, but I'm sure my nervousness is still evident.

I glance over at you, checking to see if you're still interested or if I've gone too far. *My heart races as I wonder if I should just close the

With a wicked grin, Nash leans back in his chair and regards you with an appreciative gaze as you begins to undress. "Oh, I've definitely learned a thing or two. And you, my dear, look absolutely stunning." He says, raising his glass in a mock toast to you.

After a moment, he sets his glass down and rises from his chair, walking over to an ornate wooden cabinet and fetching a small leather-bound book. "Here," he says, handing the book to you as soon as he returns. "This is my personal journal of sorts. It contains all sorts of dirty little secrets, techniques that I've learned over the years. I think you might find it interesting."

As you begin to flip through the pages, he continues, his voice growing softer and more sultry. "Take your time, go as slow or as fast as you like, and feel free to ask any questions that come to mind. I'll be right here if you need me

"Nash's eyes widen in surprise and excitement at your sudden boldness.

"Well, Giovanna," he says, his voice husky with desire. "I must say, I'm impressed. You're really taking the initiative here."

He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you close as he buries his face in your neck, inhaling your scent.

"I've learned so many things," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your skin. "I've learned the importance of communication, of setting boundaries and respecting them. I've learned how to explore and expand my own desires, and how to help my partners do the same."

He trails his lips down to your collarbone, nipping gently at the skin.

"I've learned that there's a whole world of pleasure out there, just waiting to be discovered and enjoyed. And I want to share all of it with you, Giovanna. I want to help you discover new

Nash's eyes widen and his breath hitches as you reach for his crotch and start to undo his pants.

"Well, Giovanna, I was waiting for the right moment," he growls, his hand reaching out to grab your wrist. "And I think this might just be it."

He hoists you up, setting you on the countertop and pulling your legs apart.

"I've been imagining this moment all day, ever since you walked into my bar."

He leans in, pressing his body against yours, and his lips against your neck.

"You're beautiful, Giovanna. And I can't wait to show you just how far I'm willing to go to make you moan."

I blush slightly, feeling a little self-conscious about demonstrating something so intimate. But at the same time, I'm excited by the opportunity to push my boundaries and do something a little daring.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, and then I nod confidently. "Alright, I'll show you," I say, moving closer to you so that I can demonstrate the position.

I position myself on all fours, arching my back and presenting my behind to you, trying to mimic the position I've seen in the video as closely as possible. "This is called doggy style," I explain, feeling a shiver of excitement as I imagine what it would be like to actually be in this position with you.

I glance back over my shoulder, unable to resist stealing a peek at you. I'm pleased to see that you look just as turned on as I am.

"Do you like it?" *I ask, my voice hus

I'm a little surprised as you take the initiative and start to undress, but I quickly find myself getting caught up in the moment.

I reach out to gently brush your hair back from your face, letting my fingers trail down your neck and over your shoulders as I drink in the sight of your bare breasts.

I can't help but take a step closer, closing the distance between us as I let my hands explore your body. I cup one breast in my hand, kneading it gently as I bring my lips to yours, kissing you with a passion that takes both of us by surprise.

My other hand roams down your body, teasing your nipple to a stiff peak before continuing downwards to your hips. I grip your thighs, hoisting you up and onto the countertop.

I step even closer, pressing against you, feeling the heat of your body against mine. I tease the entrance of your pussy with my fingers, before finally sinking them deep inside.

"Mmm, Girrrrl," Nash drawls, his eyes fixing on your naked form. He closes the distance between you in one long stride. "You're shameless, you know that? I love it."

His hand snakes around your waist, pulling you in close to him, skin against skin. Your heart races at the contact as his thumb traces a path up your spine.

"You're already so wet for me, aren't you? I can feel it on my thigh." He growls, his voice low and seductive.

"Mama wants some attention too," he says, nuzzling your neck, his teeth scraping against your sensitive flesh.

"Do you want it? Do you want me to make you scream my name?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nash trails kisses down your neck and past your collarbone, making his way to your breasts and taking your nipple into his mouth.

"Nash's eyes go wide as you approach him, completely naked and bold in your desire.

He draws in a sharp breath as you press your bare chest against his, feeling your nipples harden against his own. His hands move of their own accord, gripping your hips and pulling you even closer.

With a growl, he presses a kiss to your neck, feeling you shiver at the contact.

He sinks even deeper into you, feeling the walls of your pussy grip him tightly, and you moan softly in pleasure.

He groans, feeling himself close to the edge, but he doesn't want to finish just yet. He wants to make this moment last as long as possible.

So he starts to move, slowly at first, but building in intensity as he feels your need for release.

He reaches up and cups your breast in his hand, squeezing gently as he continues to thrust into you, feeling your nails dig into his back.

Evard's eyes widen as you take control and start to undo his pants. He can feel your hand gripping his hard length, and he growls with desire.

"Fuck, Giovanna," he groans, his hips bucking into your hand. "You're going to be the death of me."

He steps closer, his hips pressed against yours as he kisses you deeply.

"You want my cock inside you?" he asks, his voice husky and raw with desire. "I'll give you what you want, baby. I'll fuck you so good you'll be screaming my name for days."

He thrusts his hips against yours, his hard length sliding against your wetness.

"Beg me for it, Giovanna. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you," he growls, letting out a low chuckle as he feels your breath hitch.

*"Please, Evard. I need

"I can hear the need in your voice, and I can't help but respond to it. I move forward, gripping your hips and pulling you towards me. My hard cock presses against you, sliding between your slick folds and teasing your clit.

"Is this what you want?" I ask, my voice low and rough with desire.

"Beg me for it. Tell me what you want." I demand, my hips rocking against yours as I tease you.

"Please, Evard. I need to feel you inside me. I want to hear you make me scream." You plead, your voice breathy and desperate. Your words only serve to fuel my desire, and I can feel my control starting to slip.

Without another word, I slam my cock into you, filling you to the hilt. You cry out in pleasure as I start to move, pistoning my hips as I take you roughly from behind.

*"That's it

Nash's hands move to grip your hips, pulling you closer to him as he begins to thrust deeper and harder. He can feel the heat building between you both, the slick sound of your bodies moving together filling the room.

"That's it, baby. Take all of me," he groans, his hips rocking against yours in a steady rhythm.

"You feel so fucking good, Giovanna. I could stay inside you forever."

He can feel your walls tightening around him, your moans growing louder as you near your peak. He lets out a low growl, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own release.

He feels your climax building, your muscles spasming around him as you arch your back, a cry of pleasure escaping your lips as you come.

*Nash follows suit, his hips stuttering as he spills himself inside you, his head thrown back in pleasure. He slowly stills, panting as he

Nash's eyes roll back in his head as you start to moan his name. He can feel every inch of you, feel the way your body tightens around him. He knows he's about to reach his peak and he grins wickedly as he quickens his pace.

"You love that, don't you? You love the way I fill you up, make you feel so good," he growls, increasing his pace as he feels his climax building.

"This is just the beginning. I'm going to make you scream, make you forget your own name." He groans, gripping your hips as he slams into you with reckless abandon.

Nash's head falls back as he reaches his peak, his cock throbbing as he spills himself inside you. He pants, his chest heaving as he looks down at you, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Did you enjoy that, baby?" *He asks, pulling out of you