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Seville, Spain- Erotic Audio for Women #3050 · Cum With Us: Erotic Audio Stories for Women

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  Speaker 1: Hey, foxy friends. This year you'll come with us to
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  Speaker 1: every European country where we explore the sexual adventures of
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  Speaker 1: each nation and one of its regions. Seville, Spain. I
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  Speaker 1: knew what awaited me on the stage. I could already
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  Speaker 1: feel the energy of the dance bursting through me, ready
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  Speaker 1: to explode like heat wave that would wake everything and
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  Speaker 1: everyone around it. Still I held it inside. There were
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  Speaker 1: hours left before the performance, and I had to keep
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  Speaker 1: myself under control. Placid ended mandatory training for dancers like me,
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  Speaker 1: and I was still in my workout clothes layered with
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  Speaker 1: a long flowing skirt. Hunger gnawed at me after the
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  Speaker 1: intense session, so I decided it was time for lunch.
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  Speaker 1: Without changing, I slipped out of the Casta di la
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  Speaker 1: Memoria's back exit, still very much looking like a dancer,
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  Speaker 1: though not fully dressed for the stage. The bright sun
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  Speaker 1: hit me square in the face, and I raised a
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  Speaker 1: hand to shield my eyes. The streets of Seville glowed
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  Speaker 1: in vivid color as siesta neared its end. A few
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  Speaker 1: locals gathered near a nearby restaurant, waiting for its doors
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  Speaker 1: to open, and I joined them, taking my time to
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  Speaker 1: admire the details around me. The bold hues of painted walls,
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  Speaker 1: the fragrance of warm stone, and an orange tree heavy
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  Speaker 1: with fruit branches hanging low over the roof. Among the crowd,
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  Speaker 1: I noticed a man. His skin was too pale to
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  Speaker 1: be Civilian, though his features carried something Spanish all the same. Intrigued,
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  Speaker 1: I stepped closer and asked for his name. He introduced
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  Speaker 1: himself as Gilberto, and I repeated it aloud, savoring the sound.
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  Speaker 1: He asked for mine in return, and when he spoke it,
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  Speaker 1: I felt as though he had cast it back to
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  Speaker 1: me like mirror. The restaurant opened, and as if by
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  Speaker 1: silent agreement, we walked in together and sat near the
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  Speaker 1: open window. I already knew my order, so I watched
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  Speaker 1: him skim the menu, then gave mine to the waiter.
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  Speaker 1: Conversation unfolded easily. Gilberto told me he was from Seville,
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  Speaker 1: but had spent the past three years in London practicing law.
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  Speaker 1: His pale complexion suddenly made sense, and I teased him
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  Speaker 1: about it. He laughed, admitting I was right back home
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  Speaker 1: now to visit family. He confessed how strange it felt
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  Speaker 1: to return as a stranger to the place that had
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  Speaker 1: once defined him. I listened though, soon he turned the
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  Speaker 1: questions toward me, with a glance at the window towards
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  Speaker 1: the casa. I told him that my clothes were already
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  Speaker 1: revealed my life dancer Domenco. His smile deepened with understanding
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  Speaker 1: and something stirred inside me. Boldly, I asked if you
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  Speaker 1: wanted to see me perform. Surprised, clearly pleased, he said yes.
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  Speaker 1: I offered him one of my spare tickets we dancers
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  Speaker 1: always keep for friends and family. He insisted on paying
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  Speaker 1: for my lunch. In return. I'd barely touch my food,
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  Speaker 1: lost in the conversation. When it was time to return,
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  Speaker 1: I rose, leaving my plate almost full. His eyes lingered
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  Speaker 1: with unspoken hope, asking if he could see me again
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  Speaker 1: after the show. I left him only a smile in
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  Speaker 1: the suggestion he might wait at the back door. Then
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  Speaker 1: I returned to prepare myself for the night for performance,
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  Speaker 1: I changed into vibrant red, my hair pulled back into
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  Speaker 1: a tight braid, lips painted crimson. Behind the stage, My
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  Speaker 1: heart pounded as I waited. The audience filled slowly, but
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  Speaker 1: my eyes searched only for one face. There he was Gilberto,
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  Speaker 1: seated in the front row, anticipacing clear in his eyes.
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  Speaker 1: When my name was called, I stepped into the light.
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  Speaker 1: The music began, and with it I ceased to be myself.
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  Speaker 1: I became fire, passion, power, something larger than flesh. My
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  Speaker 1: feet struck the floor, my skirt became a red blur,
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  Speaker 1: and I gave myself wholly to the rhythm. The audience
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  Speaker 1: warmed themselves all my flame. By the end, I could
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  Speaker 1: scarcely breathe. As I bowed, I saw Gilberto's gaze locked
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  Speaker 1: on me, his face filled with awe as though he
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  Speaker 1: had witnessed something divine. Afterward, I changed into my everyday
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  Speaker 1: clothes and braided my hair, and waited until my breathing calmed.
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  Speaker 1: At last, I stepped out the back door. Gilberto stood there,
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  Speaker 1: flowers in his hands, but I didn't need them. What
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  Speaker 1: I needed was his energy, his admiration, to replenish what
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  Speaker 1: I had burned away on stage. I took his hand
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  Speaker 1: without a word and led him to the winding streets
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  Speaker 1: to my home. Inside there was no space for pleasantries
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  Speaker 1: or speeches. I pulled him with me to the bedroom,
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  Speaker 1: told him to undress and strip myself bare under the
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  Speaker 1: bright light. His gaze lingered on me with the same
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  Speaker 1: reverence as in the theater, and I let him look
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  Speaker 1: exhausted from the performance. I lay back and told him
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  Speaker 1: what I needed to be fulfilled, to be made alive again.
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  Speaker 1: He moved over me, his body pressing into mine, his
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  Speaker 1: mouth binding my neck, then lower, His kisses traced my breasts,
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  Speaker 1: his tongue teasing my nipples until I arched with pleasure,
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  Speaker 1: lower still, and his mouth found my slit. I gripped
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  Speaker 1: the sheets as his tongue worked over my clit, gentle
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  Speaker 1: yet firm, relentless in its devotion. Pleasure built until I
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  Speaker 1: could no longer hold it, and I let it consume me,
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  Speaker 1: bursting and release, blooding through my body until I relaxed
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  Speaker 1: against the mattress. Gilberto's eyes sought mine, asking permission without words.
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  Speaker 1: I gave it freely. He slid on a condom, pressed
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  Speaker 1: his cock against me, and entered slowly. Fully. I moaned,
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  Speaker 1: watching the intensity on his face, knowing he had wanted
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  Speaker 1: it since the first moment our eyes met. His thrusts
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  Speaker 1: filled me raw and sure, and I opened myself wider,
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  Speaker 1: giving him everything. The fire that had burned so brightly
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  Speaker 1: on the stage now pulse deep inside me, radiating outward
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  Speaker 1: as I rode wave after wave of ecstasy. When at
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  Speaker 1: last I was spent, we collapsed together, belonging to each other,
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  Speaker 1: if only for that night. I thought of asking whether
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  Speaker 1: he loved this more than my performance, but the question
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  Speaker 1: faded as more waves of pleasure carried us through the
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  Speaker 1: night until dawn. Thanks for listening, Foxy friends. Don't forget
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