SAFAD PART 04 (SWINE)

Which should only last a week, lasted for two months! And it was a real martyrdom; far from Violeta in feeling empty, unwilling for nothing. One night at the hotel where I was staying, a woman of some forty tried to flirt with me, and I was very receptive. However, after a few drinks, I missed my mother's warm, caudal pussy, which I ended up dismissing to such a woman who must have left thinking I was gay. During this period, Violeta and I communicated whenever possible, either through the instant messaging app or through Skype. At night, in the penumbra of my hotel room I would jerk off looking at the screen of my laptop, watching Violet do a striptease and then masturbate for me. And at first it was all very fiery ..., I would masturbate two or three times during the night ..., always promising that soon I would come back and we could rescue lost time by fucking until I could no longer! As time went by, everything changed..., Violeta began to get distant, and the strip-tea shows became rare, just as the conversations became arid and meaningless. I couldn't stand it anymore, and I had to get back before I lost her for good. And at the end of the two months, I almost begged my boss to come home; yet he struggled for a few weeks, further prolonging my suffering. Finally, I managed to return..., but, what I found, it was somewhat desolating. Edelweiss had moved into my Aunt Magnolia's house because she said she couldn't take my mother's whining anymore. I soon found out it wasn't just that; Magnolia was having an affair with her advisor at the academy..., and by the way I knew that muscular guy with tattoos, she and Edelweiss were being properly satisfied, with domestic fucks every day. At home, things were bad; Violet until she welcomed me very well; as soon as I arrived from the airport, she took off my clothes, threw herself on the couch, spreading her legs and pleading: "Fuck your mommy, fuck you, my boy." We fucked almost all night..., and that's it! In the days that followed, the fountain seemed to dry. Violet was distant, and even when we were getting laid, she didn't seem entirely satisfied. It worried me deeply ..., and it didn't take long for her to take the initiative, saying that she needed to travel, clear her mind and come back refreshed; when I asked the reason for this idea, she simply said that it was something inside her that left her bewildered. I thought it was a depressing process..., but I found out it was something more than that. Violet suspected she was cheating on her when I was away, and even with all my excitement for her, it didn't convince her otherwise. The harsh feathers, I ended up agreeing that she would travel..., and did so in the company of my Aunt Magnolia and my cousin Edelweiss who was on vacation from college. They opted for a very long cruise ..., which would take some forty-five days (!). Even though I was penalized and devastated, I didn't have the courage to disagree and I saw my mother, my mistress, my whore, go on that high-sea cruise. In the first few days, my life became meaningless and I looked more like a zombie, waking up in the morning, going to work and coming home at the end of the day. It was a boring routine, but I didn't feel like doing anything. Even from friends I walked away..., and I thought I was also entering a depressing process. It was in this apathetic climate that I saw the arrival of Gardenia... my new neighbor. I learned after that his name was given by his father who loved the music of Bienvenido Granda, called “Perfume of Gardenia”, a boller of the old ones. Gardenia was the typical big woman: boobs, buttocks, body! And his face showed well his northeastern roots with almond eyes, thin and inviting lips, dark and smooth hair, cut short, all of which added to an air of filth that seemed to radiate from the inside out, provoking a thousand perverted ideas. Even though we were neighbors, Gardenia barely greeted me and when she did, it seemed that it was out of sheer obligation, limited to a nod or a discreet smile. I can't explain why, but her behavior turned me on! I'd look at that crazy body to fuck her like I deserved it! However, I was in a situation of dangerous need, and any involvement could drain into a relationship that would not be good at that time. Still, I wanted her. And everything could be restricted to the handjobs I hit thinking about her, not a timely and surprising event. I was leaving home for work, under a torrential rain, when, around the block, I saw Gardenia at the bus stop; she tried, in every way, to dodge the shower, even though she was unsuccessful, and I saw the opportunity smiling at me. I parked the car, went down the window and called for it, offering her a ride; at first, she resisted, saying she didn't want to bother me. “It’s okay ..., come ..., come in, I’ll take you wherever you want”, I said in a very friendly tone. Gardenia hesitated, but I saw in her eyes an intention to give up..., and that is what happened! She closed her umbrella and got in my car. We headed for our destination after the practical presentations; after a while, she broke the silence: Do you know where I'm going? - I'll know - I answered with a smile - As soon as you tell me... - I'm going to the center - she replied, while trying to dry herself with a handkerchief, holding herself in the delicious cleavage she was wearing – In that business group that is close to Barra Funda ... The Blue Office set? I asked without hiding my surprise. -Yes, that's the one – she answered right away – Why? You know it? Of course I did – I gave it back, with one more smile – That's where I work! “Delicious coincidence!”, I thought, while driving. The conversation got more excited; I found that Gardneria was the supervisor of the cleaning company in charge of the business condominium; that she worked in this same position and in the same company. I tried to lead the conversation into more intimate matters, and I wanted to know about personal life. Gardenia told me that she was separated, because her husband, besides a drunkard, was aggressive; after a quarrel, she assaulted him and sent him away; she had no children and did not want them. “Son is a heavy obligation ..., I prefer to live with myself!”, she replied, opening a beautiful smile. So you're in the dry, too? I asked, not afraid to be happy. You have no idea how I am! – she replied, after a second of hesitation. There was a silence in the sequence, which I needed to break somehow; I thought of the possibilities ..., and then I completed: - Well... if you don't have age issues or the fact that we work together, I could... - Hey there, my friend! – she interrupted me with an incisive look – I have no problem with any of this ..., just, I don’t think that’s the case ... Nothing else we talked about until we reached our destination; I left Gardenia at the main entrance and headed for the parking lot, thinking I'd shitted in the situation! I went to work and left that story behind, since she seemed to have no chance of fruiting. And it was a grueling day, with meetings, phone calls and reports for urgent delivery. I barely had time for lunch, settling for a sandwich and a soda. And by the time I found out, the hours had already advanced by night. Suddenly, I noticed that there was a presence surrounding the environment; I looked up and looked at Gardenia; she was standing, leaning against the glass door stop, wearing the company's uniform dress which, being somewhat tight, further highlighted her opulent and generous forms, including the length dangerously above the knees. You're all right – I asked, curious and restless, breaking the silence – Can I help you with something? -Nothing not – she replied in a displeasure, trying to hide her true intentions – I found it strange ..., the lights on so late ..., so I came to check ... - Is that all you came for? – I asked again, provoking my interlocutor. -No ..., I didn't just come for it – she replied, giving herself up – What are you doing now..., can I see? - Of course you can, my love! – I replied, in an inviting tone – come here. Gardenia then surrounded my table, standing by me; leaned down with her face almost near mine; opened a screen and showed the reports she was doing and saying something senseless, just to keep her close to me. - You made me wet, see? – whispered her approaching her lips from my ear and giving me goose bumps. - True! Good – I answered, turning to her – And are you still wet? -Come here and check it out, come on - she answered, wiping her thigh on my arm, while opening her legs slightly - You can feel ..., I had to take off my panties. Without a waste of time, I put my hand under her uniform dress, scouring her shaved cave; I rubbed my fingers in the vagina and felt the hot moisture that poured, running between her legs; it lit up my libido, making me reborn, after a long period of inactivity; and the look of Gardenia was much more than an insinuation ..., it was a provocation ..., an invitation! Out of control, I lifted up her dress and made her sit on the workstation with her legs open, pushing everything aside; I got down on my knees in front of her and I started licking and sucking that greasy pussy and covered with soft hair; Gardenia well tried to resist, to be "hard", but my horny tongue and my horny tongue made her give way immediately in her first joy; she groaned quietly, caressing my head. I went on with the gallation, and I gave her some more orgasms. - I want to fuck..., let's fuck! – I said almost in supplication, standing up and facing her. - I'm sick of fucking at work! – she answered, whispering in my ear – Come on, let's go to my little room ... Disoriented and without fear of the worst, I held the hand of Gardenia and let her lead me to our destiny. The in charge room was one floor below and was located in a blind corner of the hall. We ran there, and as soon as we walked in, she took some mattresses from the work gym staff and threw them on the floor; Gardenia did not waste any time in stripping herself, displaying her generous forms to my greedy gaze. I followed her, and I was also naked; she stood four on the mats, and began to swing her huge ass in a provocative gesture. “Come eat me from behind, come ..., come soon!”, she said with a voice full of desire. I positioned myself behind her and rubbed the glans all over her vagina, feeling the warm moisture that poured from inside her; I smelted my head well and, without warning her, I buried the whole turtledove in her guts. - Ouch! Son of a bitch! That's good. – she said in a rage of desire – Punch! Punch that dick in my pussy..., fuck me real hot..., fuck me... I drew and shoved the cock of her pussy with quick, almost insane movements; it was delicious to beat that pussy and hear the moaning of pleasure of Gardenia; it was a very hot fuck and I didn't want it to end ..., in that woman I was unloading all my repressed libido, the longing of my mother, my little bitch, of my dirty aunt ..., in short, Gardenia was my escape valve ..., and what a valve! - Wow, man..., how horny - she said, rolling her sweaty ass - It's been a while since you fucked, hasn't it? Yes ..., yes ..., it was a long time ago – I replied, without slowing down the rhythm of my blows. - I know ..., but, come here suck my tits – she asked in supplication tone – then you fuck me more ... I answered your request. I drew the roll, and Gardenia turned around, lying on the mattresses; I fell on my mouth on those huge, juicy tits, with hard nipples crowned by huge halos that were also swollen. I squeezed those tasty melons and satiated my thirst in them. Instinctively, I let my roll slip into it, restarting the pelvic movements, entering and leaving vigorously. Gardenia experienced some more orgasms, moaning and sighing. After a while, and unable to control myself, I ended up ejaculating inside her, pouring a huge load of hot, viscous semen into her guts. -Af! What the fuck! – she commented exasperated – That's what you can do without fucking... Although the will was to relax, we both knew where we were and tried to get dressed and get out of there as quickly as possible. As it was late, I offered a ride to Gardenia who did not make a plea, accepting the invitation. On the way, we stopped at a diner to kill our hunger. Coming close to home, she asked me to leave her a little before ..., after all, she didn't want to be targeted by gossipy people ..., and neither do I! -You know what - she said, before getting out of the car - I'm horny for fucking at work ..., fear makes me horny ... So let’s repeat – I asked, anxious, interrupting Gardenia. - Let's go – she answered emphatic – but, we need to be careful ..., I warn you, give me your phone number ..., we talked through the app ... As soon as I gave her the number, Gardenia got out of the car and took off in quick steps towards her home. I slept heavily that night, and when I woke up in the morning, I was wondering if what happened the night before was really true..., a touch of my phone assured me that it did. Gardenia added me to the app and said good morning, showing me a beautiful picture of your juicy ass. I asked her if she wanted a ride, but she said no, because it would be better if we weren't seen together many times. We said goodbye and took a shower and went down for breakfast; in a short time I arrived at my work; I think I crossed paths with Gardenia sometimes, but following her advice, I pretended indifference. The day dragged on, and even though I finished most of my activities, I kept a pending report with the intention of prolonging my journey. It was past seven, and the whole floor was deserted ..., all had left ..., I remained attentive to my work ..., until a message called me for something more appetizing. She was from Gardenia... In addition to a naked picture of her, there was an invitation: “Come here ..., I’m in the Board’s meeting room ..., come I expect you ...”. With my heart coming out of my mouth, I snuck down the hall, choosing to climb the fire escapes, which were out of camera range until I hit the board floor. I thought about how ridiculous that was, but also exciting. On four, I crawled down the internal access corridor and entered the room, closing the door behind me. The indirect lighting made the atmosphere more warm and intimate; as soon as I looked at the meeting table, I saw Gardenia lay on her with her legs open, offered as a real slut! “Come suck me, come!”, she pleaded by whispering without hiding her excitement. I took off my clothes and climbed on the table, diving my face between her legs and letting my tongue search the area until I found the lips and then the clitoris that I sucked like crazy. I climbed on it, ready to bury my roll in its pussy, when we heard the sound of footsteps in the main corridor; I pulled Gardenia with me and we almost fell, hiding under the meeting table; we remained silent while the door was open; a flash of light went through the environment, and soon after we heard a beep that should be the night watcher recording the point of the survey. After a few minutes the door was closed and the atmosphere was again dipped in the penumbra and silence; I was so excited that I took advantage of the carpeted floor to continue where I left off. I had Gardenia turn her back on me and lift her leg. She even obeyed not understanding what my intentions were; I asked her to hold her leg and I took my roll by the base advancing towards another target in my partner; I felt an initial resistance, but I did not stop; my dick was a little mushy and I threw, winning this resistance and burying the gland in my partner ..., however, I heard a murmur followed by a comment. -Humpf! You fuck! You shoved it up my ass! – she said it with an airy voice. - You don't like it? You want me to stop? I asked, whispering in your ear sounding like a provocation. - Don't! Bury that dick deep in my ass! – she answered, puffer. Obedient, I moved on, sinking the roll between those juicy buttocks, and breaking Gardenia's ass; I held her breasts with one hand squeezing them as I felt my roll disappear inside her; as soon as I felt it come to an end, I began to pump hard, causing my partner to groan horny. “Wow! Control yourself or we'll get fucked!", I said in whisper. “Af! How do you want me to control myself with this dick punching my ass! This is too good!”, she replied, almost without air. Gardenia started fingering her pussy, reaching several orgasms in a row, and it made me even more “access”, and I came inside her; I ejaculated with strength, and the load was so much that it ended up leaking from the sides; molasses, sweaty and excited, we still took advantage of the little waves of pleasure that still walked our bodies. Shortly after, we recovered, and we tried to find a way out of the building without giving much attention ..., unfortunately, we were not lucky, because when we arrived in the parking lot, the other vigilante approached us and asked us to write down our names and sectors in the control book. On the way home, I was worried about Gardenia, since there was no reason for her to stay until later; and although she tried to reassure me, I realized in her voice a certain concern. Anyway, the next day, we tried to avoid contact, always hoping for the worst. Everything went smoothly ..., if not a message that Gardenia sent me almost at the end of the day: “I will be transferred today, but I want to say goodbye. Wait for me in the garage at the end of the night.” I panicked, thinking I'd be next, but still, the horny screamed inside me and I prepared for the meeting. It was past nine, when I went down to the garage of the third subsoil where we parked our cars; it was very dark, but the brightness of a cell phone screen led me to where Gardenia was waiting for me; she was practically naked, wearing only her panties; she grabbed me as soon as I got close, kneeling in front of me and opening my pants that didn't take long to go to the ground, showing off my hard roller, which she had done. Gardenia breasted my turtledove with an unusual voracity, leaving me under the dominion of her mouth and tongue, until I could no longer resist and make her stand, pressing her back against my spine. I wanted to fuck her right there; strip her clothes, leave her naked and my disposition ..., the disposition of my dick! I didn't think of anything else, just that yawn serving me; Gardenia wore a tight knit dress, which further enhanced her opulent forms. I took a deep breath, thought of the consequences, of everything that could happen to both me and her, and I made the choice..., a choice that I would regret much earlier than I could have assumed.