Going and Coming (Final Part)

Olegario confided to me that he and Marleide had had a secret courtship with both of them ending their marriages; from her side it was not a difficult thing since her husband had always corned her; as for my boss the situation was much more delicate with fights, tears and disagreements; I took advantage of the situation to vent to him about my involvement with his daughter and also announced my resignation. He still tried to negotiate, but I remained unyielding until he yielded by paying me a hefty indemnity and lamenting the loss. <unk> If one day you want to return, the doors will always be open! <unk>, he said in a hushed voice without making any comment about what I had told him about his daughter Marta.
Unemployed and with the economy down, I was helped by a Japanese man named Mario who owned a nearby pharmacy and was a close friend of his Olegario, which made me suspect that this help was not as providential as it seemed; at first I worked as a stockist always under the guidance of the pharmacist who did not tire of explaining to me the operation of the pharmacy and details that were important for my work. As time passed, his Mario began to treat me as a member of the family with the right to lunch on Sundays in his house. Keiko, his wife was a kind and gentle person, but what most attracted my attention was the daughter of the couple; Aiko was a beautiful young woman with her delicate oriental features highlighted by her long black neck and smooth sounds to a body of generous shapes, but without exaggeration that always made a beautiful example of a beautiful female with eagerly delineated lips in the shape of a heart.
The pharmacist's residence was in the upper part of the pharmacy and it did not take long for him to offer me housing in the edicule located at the rear of the building; at first I declined the invitation kindly, but he insisted that it would be better for both of us that I occupy the edicule by saving resources and making a small savings; he was joined in chorus by his wife and also his daughter leaving me unable to refuse; I took my things to the edicule that was equipped with some furniture facilitating my life. With the help of Mario I was able to do a course of pharmacist practice and this brought us even closer. At that time Marta came back to look for me insisting that she could not forget our previous involvement.
- Look, my situation is not the best <unk> she said at one point <unk> my father living with that tramp! My mother taking care of her life without paying attention to me ..., and to make matters worse, my father arranged a marriage with a guy I don't even know well ..., so give me a chance to be happy a little bit ..., please?
With a stratospheric hard-on I was finally overcome only by the obstacle of arranging a place for our meetings; of course she preferred it to be in the urinal where I had settled, but I resisted this idea for fear of being caught by the pharmacist who could complicate my life; however, everything is more difficult when you think with your head down. And after many comings and goings I ended up designing a way for Martha to come with me to my address; I waited patiently for the end of the expedient until her Mario recovered still taking advantage of the fact that the entrances to the pharmacy and the urinal were independent and I went to meet Marta who was waiting for me inside her car.
In a matter of minutes we were inside the edema and I had already tried to leave the slut naked by throwing her on the bed and falling from my mouth on her juicy tits alternating with eager kisses; I made the little whimper of excitement and I was snaking through her body until I was able to plunge my face between her legs tasting her hot and very wet little bathtub; ignoring the risk we were subjected to I let Marta whimper and let out some shrill screams celebrating the orgasms that shook her body dominated by my crazy oral skill. After some time, I covered the whore and buried myself but in her cave scalping her body and provoking more screams and screams; we moaned from a sucking fuck with everything we had and did not cool off the sexual attack before Martha pleads for everything I had in her midst.
I gave her all the pleasure she craved and did not spare the right to roll up her brioche by drawing out my pistol and making her stand on all fours on the bed allowing me to separate her buttocks by licking her purse and sucking her saddle; I sprayed the purse with the rosary and unexpectedly laced the hole tightly enough to introduce the glans waiting for Martha to get used to the brute; I went in slowly savoring every groan and every hiss that came out of her mouth with perfect synchronization; feeling the pistol completely buried in the throat of her butler's daughter I slapped my buttocks just before starting to give a hallucinatory succession of punches full of vigor provoking a delightful enjoyment in my partner who soon used a delightful anal enjoyment.
Using all the energy I still had, I whipped Martha's arse until I reached a climax that made my skin shiver and my muscles involuntarily tighten while I irrigated Martha's bowels with a generous load of warm and very thick semen; panting and sweating through all the pores I remained attached to Martha's butt until I was able to sketch a reaction to separate us; shortly after we were lying on the bed exchanging kisses and caresses forgetting everything else around us; I felt satiated and Martha's look testified that she also felt full of pleasure; I took her to where her car was and we parted with a long kiss added to the promise of new reunions that would never materialize.
In the days that followed I was able to focus more on my tasks as I experienced a sweet feeling of lightness in body and mind as I watched the satisfaction stamped on the face of the pharmacist who had no idea of my stirrings on his property. Everything was going well, until one night someone knocked on the door; I woke up a little worried, for it was past midnight and usually a time of bad news. "I saw what you and that blonde did a few nights ago!" said Aiko in a hesitant tone as I opened the door. Fearing that someone else might hear what was being said, I grabbed his arm and pulled it into the glove compartment.
- What do you think you saw? Are you going crazy? <unk> I retorted firmly trying to escape the flagrant.
-I did! You and her ..., naked ..., fucking! <unk> Aiko answered with an indecisive tone and a fearful look <unk> I peered out the window! ..., and you didn't even notice!
At that moment I concluded that there was no escape, for the expression on Aiko's face confirmed every word she had uttered and from then on I was in her hands. When I gave up on asking her for her silence, Aiko stared at me with a thoughtful expression probably thinking what I could give her in return. "All right ..., show me your parrot!" she said in an irrefutable tone soon after sitting on the edge of my bed. At first, I tried to negotiate stating that she could complicate my life if her parents found out about our involvement.
-Show me your cock! It's that, or nothing done! <unk> she retorted with an irritated and impatient tone <unk> I want to see and I want to touch too!
Thinking that I did not have much room for manoeuvre in that situation, I lowered my underpants, displaying the pirouette whose rigidity was already showing itself vigorously; Aiko's little eyes gleamed and her slightly parted lips seemed to contain the salivating impulse of desire; shyly she extended her hand until she was able to wrap it by examining its dimensions and craving its rigidity. I confess that I controlled myself to the utmost not to commit an unthinking act, but Aiko had the firm intention of dissuading me from it. Surrounded she took the pistol in her mouth presenting me with a simply angelic and so enveloping breast that I was not willing to reject or even react, allowing total freedom for the oriental act that at that moment showed an incredible oral and surprising dexterity; touching the base of her hand and whispering to me at the point of closing her eyes was the best experience for me to appreciate.
Aiko enjoyed my cock as much as she could and even when I warned her of the inevitable approach of my orgasm, she merely stared at me with that pair of bright little eyes urging me to keep going; my muscles tightened shortly after spasms and shivers announced the arrival of my climax which erupted in profusion punctuated by jets of sperm filling Aiko's mouth which showed itself to be very adept at retaining the charge to display it to me with a proud expression; and to my amazement she did not hesitate to swallow the smile even going so far as to lick her lips as if enjoying a single delicacy. Without ceremony, she stood on my lap and begged me to be her husband; kissing that sweet little mouth knew my own taste.
- I'll be back tomorrow, you see? - she said with a naughty tone and a naughty little smile - I loved sucking your cock! Boys my age aren't like that..., well-stocked like you!
And just as she came she left, leaving me prostrated and shaken by the experience and the fear that we might one day be caught; the next night she returned already taking off her blouse displaying in an insolent way her firm and perfectly round little tits demanding that I take them in my mouth; I suckled those nipples and made Aiko groan softly stroking my hair and asking me not to stop; it did not take long for both of us to be naked rubbing ourselves in full heat until she asked me to lie down on the bed nesting between my legs and once again taking the pin in her mommy's mouth to take it with enormous enthusiasm.
Our joke repeated itself for nights on end, and I couldn't control my urge to fuck her pussy that for several opportunities I took advantage of to finger and rub the swollen ice making her laugh many times; however, whenever I intended to consummate the act she prevented me claiming that it was not possible. <unk>I'm still a virgin ..., I've never been with anyone and I don't want to get drunk! I want to enjoy everything that life can offer me ..., as I'm doing now with you !<unk>, she said with emphatic tone throwing all my rapture to the ground. However, one night Aiko made me an irrefutable proposal.
-I let you get in my ass ..., but if it hurts too much for us, okay? <unk> she suggested imposing a limitation.
Of course, I agreed, and she tried to suckle the gun, leaving her well-spitted with saliva; I retaliated by putting her on her stomach on the bed, separating her buttocks and licking the gutter and applying some precise fingers that made her groan; Aiko positioned herself on the bed, sticking her little bundle and slightly separating her legs while I approached by rubbing the rosary into the gutter before giving the first kicks that made her grunt muffled complaints; after some effort I succeeded in breaking the forearms with my rosary lacing the brioco; Aiko could not bear the pain and let out a hysterical scream; I ceased my harassment, for I was not keeping myself like that.
Unfortunately, I couldn't go on because she was moaning and complaining that she had made the proposal suggesting that we finish at half past nine; I had no choice but to agree to the idea and we indulged in enjoying the position where she sucked my roll and I sucked and licked her little mouthpiece which gave her enough fun to soften the little pain in the kitchen that still bothered her. From that night on she had to settle for my pistol winning many licks on her nipple ensuring that our secret would continue away from the eyes and ears of her parents. To my surprise, in the following weeks I was sought out by Marleide who came to lament the poor sexual performance of her Olegario proposing that I take it off; and thus my lonely nights were never more.
It was Marta's comings and goings, alternating with Marleide's little escapes and Aiko's little escapes making it possible for me to never complain about the lack of a woman to fuck! In time Marleide calmed down, Marta got married and Aiko went to the countryside to attend a university ... me? Well, and I continued to count on the comings and goings of luck.