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The story I'm going to tell you is absolutely true, it happened in May, 2018 and it's your decision to believe it or not...
January, 2018:
I was happily married with "the girl of my dreams", her name was Aleyda and we planned to have c***dren as soon as possible to start a big family as we dreamt years ago when I met her at the University.
Once, I went to the hardware store for something that I needed for the garage, she told me that she wanted to eat pizza for dinner and I agreed with her. So I went there and in the half of the way I remembered that I didn't have enough money with me so I decided to get back for it.
When I arrived back home, I asked her for the money but she didn't answer me, then I went to our room and when I opened the door I found her with her best girl friend Janeth, they were naked on the bed having sex while I was busy out there.
Later, she tried to convince me to forget everything and forgive her but I denied everything she said and I left her. I felt terrible that day that I almost commited suicide, but some friends of mine helped me to not do that.
March, 2018:
Days passed, and I was single one more time, I wasn't interested in any relationship by the time. I got sex with prostitutes anyways, because I was tired of jerking off so I went for "fun" several times.
I got sex with a lot of immigrant women from a lot of countries around the world, Russians, French, Chinese, Japanese, Italians, Indonesians and Mexicans, a lot of Mexicans.
The first Mexican prostitute I fucked with was a skinny smal titties teen but she had a hairy round big ass named Fabiola. She also had long legs but very stinky feet that I convinced her to keep her socks on. However, that didn't stop me to fuck her hard and cum many times inside her cunt. Once I finished, she gave me her phone number, she said that I was a b**st for her and she was interested to get fucked again with me. Unfortunately I lost her phone number and I never found her again, I don't know where did she go.
Days later, some of my Mexican friends of the University invited me to a party in Monterrey, Mexico so I said "Why not? Perhaps it'll be a good way to forget that bitch that cheated on me (Aleyda)."
One of my best friends, Katya, told me that Monterrey was a perfect city to begin a new life and maybe a new relationship, I was skeptic about that, I only looked women as a sexual thing, not like people, they were objects to get sex with to me.
When we arrived to the city, we went to a restaurant and I saw a beatiful woman walking outside the place, she was a brown skin lady with beautiful eyes. I lost my mind in that girl that my friends thought that I had a problem, then I told them about what I've seen and Katya told me that I'll find someone there to love again.
Then, we went to a cinema and I found her again!! I saw her waiting for someone and my friends encouraged me to talk with her, so I walked to her and the first problem happened: She didn't speak English. Damn! That was so embarassing for me that I requested help of my friends that laught at us, then Katya helped us to translate each other, and she told me her name: Guadalupe, like the Mexican Virgin; yes, she's divine and she was like a sacred woman for me.
I invited her to the cinema but she said that she was waiting for her mother because they wanted to go to another place. So I encouraged myself and I asked her phone number, she didn't want to but I insisted her and I told her that I wanted to invite her wherever she and her mom wanted to go because I was interested in her. Then, she agreed and I confirmed that that was her number calling her immediately after we separate our ways. Katya told me that I was looking like a "virgin prick" so I just was waiting for the moment that I receive a message of her.
Two days later, I received a message, it was her! She asked me (In an almost not understandable English) that she was ready to go for a walk in the city. Then, we meet in the same restaurant I've seen her the first time, we went there to dinner and we talk about ourselves, my Spanish was terrible but she laught everytime I tried to talked with her in that way and that made me feel happy again.
Later, we watch a movie and she leaned on her head on my shoulder while we watched the movie, I'm not lying when I say that I had an erection in that moment, I don't know why that happened exactly that moment when I was with her but human body is a motherfucker.
I still can't believe that an American could get a date with a Mexican girl that easy, so before I left her in her house, I told her what I felt for her and she told me to not inspire hope in a relationship, because she only watched me as a friend, then she kissed me in my cheek and got inside her house.
I was very sad that night that I got drunk, I forgot where I left Katya's car and I woke up in the garden of a house far from the hotel we were living at that time. Days passed and I didn't get any message or phone call from her either, my friends asked me if I did something wrong to her but I said that I didn't anything wrong to make her feel bad.
Then, I remembered what I told her that night and Katya told me that I went fast with that so that was my big big mistake, at the end of March we got back to America and I didn't know anything about her.
April, 2018:
It was a total coincidence that she called me on April 1st (April Fools') so I thought that that was a prank and I rejected the call, she (Her phone number) called many times but I rejected it again and again. I received a lot of messages with "Hello! Amigo" or "Hi Johnny" but I was thinking about that those were just pranks of my friends.
Next morning, my cellphone still was receiving messages and phone calls from her, so I decided to answer and she really was Guadalupe!! I tried to explain her about why I decided to not answer her anything but then I thought that that could be a bad idea so we talked for hours, she told me that she felt bad the last night we were toghether for what she told me, and she wanted to met with me again but I told her that I was in America and I couldn't do it by the time so I told her to wait at least a month and she agreed with me.
However, I was so excited that moment that I decided to go to Monterrey by myself and find her again... That was a terrible idea, I made a bad choice in the road and I ended up in other part of Mexico. However, some kind people helped me to find my way to my beloved Guadalupe and it took four days to me to arrive to Monterrey again.
Once I arrived, I didn't noticed up that my cellphone was out of battery so I charged it immediately and once it was ready to get used I called her, she was worried about me because I told her that day that I'll be in Monterrey in few hours but that didn't happen.
I asked her to help me find the way to her house and when I arrived there I just ran to her and kissed her sweet lips, then she took me inside her house and we did it, we made love for hours till our bodies got tired of such passion we felt each other.
Then, I asked her if I still being only her friend and she told me that this time she will be with me wherever I'll go. I decided to stay in Mexico for a time while she received her doccumentary to pass to America, in that time we planned our future wedding, how big our family would be, where we're going to live, etcetera.
May, 2018:
Everything was fine till that day... That horrible day happened. Once, I went to the market for some fruit because she wanted a juice and in the half of the way I noticed that I forgot my wallet at home, when I arrived there I asked her if she wanted something else but she didn't answer me.
So I walked to our room and I found her on the floor, she was u*********s and bleeding from her nose, I took her to the hospital as soon as I could, hours later the doctor told me what I never wanted to listen: Guadalupe, my beloved Guadalupe, she left this world and nothing could save her from death.
I can't remember what happened exactly after that moment, something in my mind is blocking those thoughts, perhaps those moments were so bad that I don't want to remember anything.
Days later, I returned to America, thinking about her and I still doing it. Every day I expect for a phone call or a message from her, but I know that nothing of that will happen.
September, 2018:
I wasn't ready for a new relationship yet, Guadalupe or as I used to call her "My morenita" still in my mind. I found Fabiola again walking in a park and we talked for a pair of hours then we went to a bar and drank some beers, I told her what happened to me after I met her and she told me that her Guadalupe's death was terrible but she would be happy if I started to live happy with someone else instead of being lonely and sad all time.
And I asked her if she could give me the chance of being happy with her and she accepted. Some weeks later we went to Monterrey to visit Guadalupe's grave and we left her flowers. I told her how much I missed her and how hard it was to me to get over her death, then I kissed her grave and we left the place.
August, 2020
Nowadays, I'm happily married with Fabiola, she left her "job" and now she works as a secretary in the same company where I work, she still has the same stinky feet but this time I love it, I learned to speak Spanish more fluently with her and sometimes I think that I'm forgetting English. Sometimes we visit her homecity: Saltillo and we visit Monterrey to leave flowers on Guadalupe's grave. Oh yeah! And we have three beautiful triplets: Gabrielle, Genoa and Guadalupe, this one in honour of my beloved Morenita.
- Halami, 2020.
Guadalupe "My Morenita" (1998 - 2018)
January, 2018:
I was happily married with "the girl of my dreams", her name was Aleyda and we planned to have c***dren as soon as possible to start a big family as we dreamt years ago when I met her at the University.
Once, I went to the hardware store for something that I needed for the garage, she told me that she wanted to eat pizza for dinner and I agreed with her. So I went there and in the half of the way I remembered that I didn't have enough money with me so I decided to get back for it.
When I arrived back home, I asked her for the money but she didn't answer me, then I went to our room and when I opened the door I found her with her best girl friend Janeth, they were naked on the bed having sex while I was busy out there.
Later, she tried to convince me to forget everything and forgive her but I denied everything she said and I left her. I felt terrible that day that I almost commited suicide, but some friends of mine helped me to not do that.
March, 2018:
Days passed, and I was single one more time, I wasn't interested in any relationship by the time. I got sex with prostitutes anyways, because I was tired of jerking off so I went for "fun" several times.
I got sex with a lot of immigrant women from a lot of countries around the world, Russians, French, Chinese, Japanese, Italians, Indonesians and Mexicans, a lot of Mexicans.
The first Mexican prostitute I fucked with was a skinny smal titties teen but she had a hairy round big ass named Fabiola. She also had long legs but very stinky feet that I convinced her to keep her socks on. However, that didn't stop me to fuck her hard and cum many times inside her cunt. Once I finished, she gave me her phone number, she said that I was a b**st for her and she was interested to get fucked again with me. Unfortunately I lost her phone number and I never found her again, I don't know where did she go.
Days later, some of my Mexican friends of the University invited me to a party in Monterrey, Mexico so I said "Why not? Perhaps it'll be a good way to forget that bitch that cheated on me (Aleyda)."
One of my best friends, Katya, told me that Monterrey was a perfect city to begin a new life and maybe a new relationship, I was skeptic about that, I only looked women as a sexual thing, not like people, they were objects to get sex with to me.
When we arrived to the city, we went to a restaurant and I saw a beatiful woman walking outside the place, she was a brown skin lady with beautiful eyes. I lost my mind in that girl that my friends thought that I had a problem, then I told them about what I've seen and Katya told me that I'll find someone there to love again.
Then, we went to a cinema and I found her again!! I saw her waiting for someone and my friends encouraged me to talk with her, so I walked to her and the first problem happened: She didn't speak English. Damn! That was so embarassing for me that I requested help of my friends that laught at us, then Katya helped us to translate each other, and she told me her name: Guadalupe, like the Mexican Virgin; yes, she's divine and she was like a sacred woman for me.
I invited her to the cinema but she said that she was waiting for her mother because they wanted to go to another place. So I encouraged myself and I asked her phone number, she didn't want to but I insisted her and I told her that I wanted to invite her wherever she and her mom wanted to go because I was interested in her. Then, she agreed and I confirmed that that was her number calling her immediately after we separate our ways. Katya told me that I was looking like a "virgin prick" so I just was waiting for the moment that I receive a message of her.
Two days later, I received a message, it was her! She asked me (In an almost not understandable English) that she was ready to go for a walk in the city. Then, we meet in the same restaurant I've seen her the first time, we went there to dinner and we talk about ourselves, my Spanish was terrible but she laught everytime I tried to talked with her in that way and that made me feel happy again.
Later, we watch a movie and she leaned on her head on my shoulder while we watched the movie, I'm not lying when I say that I had an erection in that moment, I don't know why that happened exactly that moment when I was with her but human body is a motherfucker.
I still can't believe that an American could get a date with a Mexican girl that easy, so before I left her in her house, I told her what I felt for her and she told me to not inspire hope in a relationship, because she only watched me as a friend, then she kissed me in my cheek and got inside her house.
I was very sad that night that I got drunk, I forgot where I left Katya's car and I woke up in the garden of a house far from the hotel we were living at that time. Days passed and I didn't get any message or phone call from her either, my friends asked me if I did something wrong to her but I said that I didn't anything wrong to make her feel bad.
Then, I remembered what I told her that night and Katya told me that I went fast with that so that was my big big mistake, at the end of March we got back to America and I didn't know anything about her.
April, 2018:
It was a total coincidence that she called me on April 1st (April Fools') so I thought that that was a prank and I rejected the call, she (Her phone number) called many times but I rejected it again and again. I received a lot of messages with "Hello! Amigo" or "Hi Johnny" but I was thinking about that those were just pranks of my friends.
Next morning, my cellphone still was receiving messages and phone calls from her, so I decided to answer and she really was Guadalupe!! I tried to explain her about why I decided to not answer her anything but then I thought that that could be a bad idea so we talked for hours, she told me that she felt bad the last night we were toghether for what she told me, and she wanted to met with me again but I told her that I was in America and I couldn't do it by the time so I told her to wait at least a month and she agreed with me.
However, I was so excited that moment that I decided to go to Monterrey by myself and find her again... That was a terrible idea, I made a bad choice in the road and I ended up in other part of Mexico. However, some kind people helped me to find my way to my beloved Guadalupe and it took four days to me to arrive to Monterrey again.
Once I arrived, I didn't noticed up that my cellphone was out of battery so I charged it immediately and once it was ready to get used I called her, she was worried about me because I told her that day that I'll be in Monterrey in few hours but that didn't happen.
I asked her to help me find the way to her house and when I arrived there I just ran to her and kissed her sweet lips, then she took me inside her house and we did it, we made love for hours till our bodies got tired of such passion we felt each other.
Then, I asked her if I still being only her friend and she told me that this time she will be with me wherever I'll go. I decided to stay in Mexico for a time while she received her doccumentary to pass to America, in that time we planned our future wedding, how big our family would be, where we're going to live, etcetera.
May, 2018:
Everything was fine till that day... That horrible day happened. Once, I went to the market for some fruit because she wanted a juice and in the half of the way I noticed that I forgot my wallet at home, when I arrived there I asked her if she wanted something else but she didn't answer me.
So I walked to our room and I found her on the floor, she was u*********s and bleeding from her nose, I took her to the hospital as soon as I could, hours later the doctor told me what I never wanted to listen: Guadalupe, my beloved Guadalupe, she left this world and nothing could save her from death.
I can't remember what happened exactly after that moment, something in my mind is blocking those thoughts, perhaps those moments were so bad that I don't want to remember anything.
Days later, I returned to America, thinking about her and I still doing it. Every day I expect for a phone call or a message from her, but I know that nothing of that will happen.
September, 2018:
I wasn't ready for a new relationship yet, Guadalupe or as I used to call her "My morenita" still in my mind. I found Fabiola again walking in a park and we talked for a pair of hours then we went to a bar and drank some beers, I told her what happened to me after I met her and she told me that her Guadalupe's death was terrible but she would be happy if I started to live happy with someone else instead of being lonely and sad all time.
And I asked her if she could give me the chance of being happy with her and she accepted. Some weeks later we went to Monterrey to visit Guadalupe's grave and we left her flowers. I told her how much I missed her and how hard it was to me to get over her death, then I kissed her grave and we left the place.
August, 2020
Nowadays, I'm happily married with Fabiola, she left her "job" and now she works as a secretary in the same company where I work, she still has the same stinky feet but this time I love it, I learned to speak Spanish more fluently with her and sometimes I think that I'm forgetting English. Sometimes we visit her homecity: Saltillo and we visit Monterrey to leave flowers on Guadalupe's grave. Oh yeah! And we have three beautiful triplets: Gabrielle, Genoa and Guadalupe, this one in honour of my beloved Morenita.
- Halami, 2020.
Guadalupe "My Morenita" (1998 - 2018)
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