The horn for revenge

I've read a lot of erotic stories, and most of them disappoint me, because you can tell from the first few lines that it's a pure waterfall, it's a kind of guys who have huge boobs, almost 30 cm, and women with virgin asses ready to give their first time at 35/40, despite having a long career as a prostitute. I know that there are huge dicks and virgin cocks, but what there are few are stories that really have the face of reality and express a moment of great excitement or a special transa, of those that happen sometimes fortuitously, that is, they were not planned, they simply paint in people's lives. In reading Superstories, I found a lot of waterfall, a lot of silly invention, but I also found some stories that seemed true to me and excited me, so I took the liberty of telling a trance I had with a wonderful woman, who was physically no phenomenon, but had the sensitivity to the flower of the skin - and most of all, I had to wait a long time to get her right and give way to the real Tara I had for her - and especially for her round, steep ass. And the steps that you have to fight a lot are the best. Her name was Berenice - and it was real Berenice and not a fictitious name because that's a tremendous babe. Morena, 29 years old, 1.59 tall, 52 kilos. Her body had a lot of curves. She was the so-called fake skinny. Of the kind of girl, but what was not lacking in her was meat. Full and rigid breasts. A very thin belt - I think she was no more than 60 cm - and a wide, very wide hip, which gave a mind-boggling sway to her walk. She was, above all, very nice, which made up for the fact that she had a normal face, with nothing exceptional. She worked with me and by virtue of the relationship between our departments I was practically her boss. We had a good friendship, but it never went beyond that, because she had a serious problem: she was married to her first boyfriend. In fact, despite a few jokes I never had the slightest chance to advance the signal. She was what is called "tough". As time went on and our relationship grew more and more friendly - I could even say intimate. More than once I tried to pass on to her the desire I had, but she never gave me a chance. So I realized that she already knew that I was very close to her. But still, she acted with me as if she knew nothing. One day she appeared sad, with red eyes. She had cried. She had cried a lot. I realized. In an hour off, I pulled the subject and she admitted that she was in a big problem. But she stopped there. The next day, more swollen eye. I returned to the subject and she began to talk without stopping in an outburst that came out like an explosion. She was talking and crying. To summarize: she had discovered that her husband was a tremendous swindler, who ate all the women who worked with him in the bank. And she admitted that if he had one or another affair, she would even pretend that nothing had happened, but the guy was a vampire and still spent money foolishly with his girlfriends, leaving essential things at home. And she concluded, to my delight, that upon discovering the whole thing, following an anonymous lead that had certainly been planted by one of her girlfriends, she regretted being the serious woman she had always been, missing out on some moments when she had really felt attracted to some men, in order to maintain her fidelity and her complete dedication to marriage. "It even makes me want to let go of the chicken and decorate the test of that bastard", he said, verbatim. After that, my friends and girlfriends, I plunged in, firmly. The harassment was complete. I used every known flirting technique and even some that I invented. Before long, she was completely receptive to my harassment. And every once in a while, she would utter phrases like this: "You know I'm fragile and you keep tempting me. My head is full of worms". We began to have moments of true couple love. I talked about her curves, touched her waist and hips, talked about the guitar that was her body. I made darker caresses. I asked her out. One day, at the height of my hard-on, seeing her in a plain-knit dress with no bra, I lost my head and said that if I ever got it right, I would let her die. She lost her breath, sighed deeply and admitted that this was exactly what she needed, because her husband didn't show up anymore after the many fights that had become part of her day-to-day. After this confession, I went straight to hell, and the harassment became hellish, and I said and did things that set her on fire, especially in the state of deprivation in which she found herself, and like soft water in hard rock... After all, on a Thursday, she announced that her husband had been sent to São Paulo and that she would spend Friday, Saturday and Sunday free, completely free. It was, and as she was leaving, she stumbled upon my invitation to an after-hours getaway on Friday, and then, comrades, it was delirium. She showed up to work in a short, knitted blouse, with those loose breasts pointing at my heart. The two of them, shooting at me. The skirt was also fair, but it came up to the knee. It had an opening on the side, and every step she took on those immensely high heels showed wonders. Even in makeup, she was especially capricious. She was absurdly sexy. And the first chance she got, she let it out in my face: if you're going to kill yourself, I want to die with my best look. I almost fell hard backwards. My heart shot up. The day took a century to pass, but as time always does, when I realized I was with her sitting next to me in the car, doing a cross-legged pose that would make Sharon Stone look like a novice of the Order of the Benedictines, it suddenly occurred to me that this female was about to undo many years of repressed shamelessness. And so it was. Without further ado, given everything that was coming between us, I carried her to a motel. When I stopped at the gate, she blushed and commented that I was running too fast. This alerted me to the danger of going too thirsty to the pot. I stepped on the brake, not the car's, but my erection's, regained control of my emotions, and everything that happened next was on time, firmly, but without the intimidation of inexperienced college students. And I had one of the greatest hookups of my entire 54 years. We got into the motel, a suite that had what you'd expect, a good-sized swimming pool and a revolving bed with mirrors even underneath it, and we did all the foreplay, those first-time raps, with little drinks and small talk, until she, already feeling the effect of an exotic mixture of a few glasses of sweet wine and a few glasses of guarana whiskey, which we had been drinking for a long time, got up, dropped herself sensuously on the bed, and said she was ready to die. And so I began the murder. I lay down beside her, hugged her and kissed her madly. She began timidly, but in a few seconds it ignited. Then it was a real war of languages. Our bodies looked like one. We rolled around the house and our hands did not stop. Suddenly, that body that I wanted so much was covered only with a tiny black panty. I kissed and sucked and bit her neck and her shoulders and her breasts like crazy, which I found to be much tighter than I thought. And she, writhing, groaned loudly and said things that I could barely understand. "Oh, I've never done this in my life, but I want, I want, I queeeeeeroooooooo.... Tuuuudddoooo. You promised. I want mooooorrrreeerrrr to have fun. Kills me, kills me, kills me".... That woman's repressed desire was driving me crazy, my pussy was a real rock, my balls hurt, and for the first time in 15 or 16 years, I felt like I was about to have an orgasm without even touching my dick. I continued to suck her and I went down to my belly, down to my navel. And she moaned, she screamed, she pulled my hair, she asked for more and she pushed me further down, to that point that you can imagine. Before I got to her mouth in her mouthpiece I touched her with my fingers. She was flooded. I touched her clitoris and with a simple finger pressure she had an orgasm making an incredible noise, twisting and whimpering at a time that I imagined she had been heard all over the motel. While I was enjoying myself she put her mouth on the grill and became enraged. I think she had what are called successive orgasms, because she kept moaning and whimpering, pulling my hair for at least three minutes. And she was screaming: "Adddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd Then, all of a sudden, he pulled me up and put his arms around me, completely still, with his heart racing and his breathing slowly returning to normal, and I just kissed his face and stroked his hair. About 10 minutes later, she opened her eyes, took a long look at me, and with her hands began to explore my body. She paid me with the same coin, licking my whole body, which actually doesn't give me much pleasure. Until in a sudden movement, she poked my cock, hard as a piece of stick. In one blow she swallowed more than half of my 19 centimeters. I felt the head of the cock in her throat. She too, because suddenly she went crazy again. It looked like she was going to take my cock. It was going up and down violently. I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to laugh, but I didn't want to yet. I wanted to prolong this delusion as long as possible. I tried to get away, but she grabbed my cock with both hands. And went up and down. And groaned. And growled. I was going to laugh. It was inevitable. I let go and I gave in to her command. Suddenly, her body began to convulsively shake. She growled furiously. She gave one last stab with my cock in her throat and released herself heavily, trembling and groaning, with her face on the bed and her butt leaning against the ceiling like this. And she stood for endless seconds. I went around her body, and I got down on my knees with her ass open in front of me, and I ripped off her panties, and I put my finger in her mouthpiece, and I felt a little hole squeezed, and I think it was the tightest hole I'd ever had in my life, and she looked like a virgin, and I put the stick in the hole, and I made a little push, and she was still, and she jumped, and I held her by the hips, and I made another push, and I put almost the whole head of the pike into it, and it stretched all the way out, and it escaped the spike. "No, no, no. I'm not going to... bear it. It's hurting. My husband has a little cock. It's only 11 cm. And besides, he hasn't eaten me for about four months. I... no... I'm going to endure this itch... this whole itch, no... It's huge. You're going to flatten me again". These words took away what little lucidity I still had left. I pulled it back up and put the dick back in. It groaned and protested, but didn't try to escape. I slapped it on the ass and at the same time I stuck the fuck with will. It twisted all over, like someone getting stabbed. It started grinding its teeth, growling, screaming, twisting. I gave it another stab. It let out a hoarse, frightening scream and opened all over. There, my dick invaded that tight mouthpiece to the end. I felt the gland hit my uterus. It was there in front of me. My dick stuck to the end in that cave. How tight it was. Berenice began to move slowly and it was increased. It came and went, it rolled, it twisted. We stayed like this for a long time. It was too much and I announced that I was going to make fun. She made fun of it. "Go, go, go, Oi, oi, aaaaiiii.... Enjoy it. This fuck is tearing me up. I'm all clogged up with pica. I want your milk. Gooozzzaaaa..... oi, oi, oi... Go your horse, aaaaaaaiiiiiiiii, oi..... It fills me up. It tears me up". He stuck his face in the bed and started shaking. I grabbed his waist. I cracked the dick with all the force I had and had one of the greatest orgasms of my entire life. I enjoyed it like a madman and stood there, with the still inside of the bucket filled. She seemed to be calming down, but suddenly she started shaking again and had another orgasm, between screams, moans, curses and clothes. I've never seen a woman enjoy such a stick with such intensity. We were both lying in bed motionless. I fell asleep. She must have slept too. I woke up I don't know how long later, with a soft hand punching my cock, which then went into a war position again. But now, I soon realized, we were both fondling each other's body. We were sucking, caressing, a lot of fondling. I sucked those breasts for a long time. She retaliated. The fire grew gradually. Until I started sucking her pipe and she went crazy again. I laid on my back and she was on all fours with the pipe in my face. And she rubbed it on my face and told me to stick my tongue in. Then I noticed her little ass, which was in front of me, blinking every time I put my tongue in the grate. I dared to put my finger and she seemed to like it. It started to roll. I pushed my finger and she jumped. She pulled out of the straight. I pulled it and she escaped again. "I know what you're after, but don't even think about it. I gave the butt one time, for my husband when we were still dating. But he managed to just put the head of that little stick he has. And so I hurt a lot. That shit of yours is going to rip me apart. Don't even think about it". But I just kept thinking about it. I stuck my little finger in. I pushed, she got away. I pushed more. In short, I made her get a fucking hard-on in the ass. We stayed in this game for a long time. I swore I was going to be very affectionate, I was going to be careful and if it hurt I would stop right away. He said he wanted to but he wasn't going to make it. I insisted a lot and finally, hard-on crazy, already in that rage state that she was in when the excitement reached its peak, she turned her ass towards me, on all fours, and told me to try. Lambi very ass, I made him all drooling. I threw her on a pillow and opened her legs as much as possible. I lay on her and put the fuck right on the door, without forcing. I stayed like this, saying a lot of nonsense in her ears. She started rolling and already asked me to enter right away. "I know it's going to hurt a lot, but I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to fuck this stick up my ass". The invitation took me seriously, and I let my body fall on top of hers, and the sound that came out of her throat when my dick cracked those folds was something unimaginable, and this time, I'm sure the whole motel heard it, and she roared and stood there, her body twisted like a rock, and I didn't make a move, and suddenly she threw her body back, and the dick almost went in, and then she completely freaked out, saying everything that was a piece of shit that anyone could possibly imagine. "Hey, you horse, you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you're... you... you're... you're... you're... I, completely out of control, started putting in and taking out, putting in and taking out, putting in and taking out. I would take out the whole fucking thing and put it in from the head. Every time I did that, she would wriggle all over and scream words. I ate that ass like I'd never eaten anyone in my life. When I felt I was going to make fun of it, I would slow it down, and then just forcefully put it in again. Berenice would always ask for more and scream words, saying that she felt like a mare being eaten by a donkey and things that I never imagined a woman with her behavior, with her class, could say. But with a pigeon completely breaking her lifeless tail, she revealed herself completely. I'd be able to sit there eating that ass for a lot longer, controlling my temper, which I've always done well, but she made fun of me twice more and said she couldn't take it anymore, asked me to make fun of her and said she wanted to feel my warm milk pouring into her bowels. "Go, gooozzzaaaa. Oh, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo. You're going to end me. If I go again, I'll really die. Gooooozzzzza, baby. Gooooozzzaaaa". I grabbed her by the waist and I started pushing really hard, and every time I pumped, she was twitching all over, until I announced that I was going to make fun of her, and she rolled around like crazy and started saying, "Gozzzaaaa, I want to feel... your milk, ooh, ooh, ooh, burning my little butt. I laughed furiously, sticking my cock up to the end. The milk gushed and she shouted that she was feeling, that it was too good, that she never thought that one day she would laughed as much as a cock buried in the ass. I slowly came out of that ass, when my cock was almost completely soft. I could see the damage I had done. The little star before it closed, was completely broken. I kissed her ass, affectionately, almost regretting that I had made her feel so much pain. She pulled me, hugged me, laid her head on my shoulder and said that she wanted to sleep a lot. She closed her eyes and sat quietly until she fell asleep. She looked like a little girl, who had won the desired gift. She slept with a smile on her lips and must have had beautiful dreams. It was too good, and we were climbing for five years, even though she hadn't broken up the marriage. If you like my story and want to exchange ideas, my e-mail is [email protected].