I 'm a woman .

About ten years ago I went to provide services in the area of computing for a Brazilian state company, downtown Rio simple service. There I got to know the group that would work with me, around people all over. Despite the simple job, we'd take about one year for full completion. One figure caught everyone's attention, her name was Ana. She was one of those believers who put papers with religious sayings every day on each computer terminal. Everyone without exception gradually grew to dislike Anna; she spoke about nothing but religion and criticized everything as something evil. In a short time she got everybody away from her. To me it didn't stink or smell, always treated her politely greeted her everyday and did not tear up or throw its papers onto the ground right next to her just to provoke. If she had taken a little more care of herself, she would have been much prettier. She wasn't ugly; what made her strange were her clothes and hair. Always with an enormous skirt up to the ankles and a braid halfway down her back. That was her standard: thick eyebrows, very black, white hair, one or other freckle on her face, light brown eyes. No doubt beautiful but missing something. A few months later at the end of the expedition, a storm began to fall that only those who live in Rio de Janeiro can estimate how much damage it does. Everyone quickly packed up and pulled out their car, I stayed on my own, had nothing to do when I got home and didn't go see my fiancée studying for her entrance exam. When I left the room I found Ana standing outside the building door enjoying the heavy rain and lightning coming from all directions. Time went by and not a word was exchanged between us, until she looked at me and said. - I'm dying of thirst! I looked around and in that building falling to pieces the only fountain was left in our room which had long been locked. - There's a really good bakery on the corner. Come, I'll buy you a Coke. I was almost sure she wouldn't go, but I was wrong. - Let's go, then! This bakery in addition to those round benches there were also tables leaning against the walls with comfortable chairs for making meals, they are like McDonald's. I ordered a soda and asked her if she did not mind that I had a beer, shaking her head said no. After we sat down many minutes went by until she said something. - You know Marcio you in these months are the only person there who, is always polite and does not look at me crookedly or with a face of disgust. - Education comes from the cradle Ana, it doesn't cost me anything to give you a good morning and afternoon, but the fault is not only of the staff no I don't want you to misunderstand me but if you wish to bring someone into your religion, people will not listen by distributing prayers and verses on all sides and just talking about religion. You must already know very well that most men like football and women, however this isn't all they talk about Try and listen to people, make friends with them, hear their problems maybe then you can say something that they'd like to hear. You make a friend and take him or her to your church everybody has some kind of problem deep down inside and often if religion doesn't solve it at least helps Ana listened looking into my eyes, and when I finished thinking to myself: "Wow, where did I get all this?" Again many minutes passed until she asked me: - Is there something bothering you? Other than the lack of money I couldn't think of anything that could put him as a problem, however my ex and first girlfriend came to mind, an evil little whore, bitch and piranha as she herself liked to be called, was only fifteen years old and I sixteen. - I don't think there is a problem, but the memory of my first girlfriend keeps coming back to me and makes me... And then I said to her: - Never mind, I don't think you should say it. Just because you are so religious... - You can speak Marcio, it was you who said just now that we should listen to people. I know what he said but is has something to do with sex, I think you would not like well yes no look in my church, we help all kinds of people drug addicts prisoners and so on , i guess you can talk Yes No problem! - I always remember our sex craziness, she was insatiable and so am I. And whenever I think of her... I looked at Anna's face and it became clear the blood running in her veins, she was silent for a while and then said to me: - Maybe it's not about... I mean, you remember her for being your first girlfriend. Again her face was red, and she saw that I noticed it, but pretended not to notice anything and retorted now to provoke: - You say that because you don't know what we did, how and where. She'd look around, suck on the rest of her coke. - Do you want another coke? She again looked around, perhaps to make sure no one heard our chatter and agreed to take another and asked me: - How was it then??? - She asked me this looking down, without looking at me. - Ana, I could even tell you but I might get excited or not know how to modify the words and use words that maybe you don't like hearing... I said this really crazy to tell her a lot of nonsense and see his reaction. - We listen every day in the street Marcio, don't bother. - All right! Her name was Suzy, short-haired blonde with short hair at the height of her neck slightly curled up, emerald green eyes and a little bundle that looked like a half moon. I moved to an inner city small town and there was a huge college before this school was run by priests and many students from other cities even from other states were studying there so it's nice for you to have some idea how immense the college is. In the background was a big garden with enormous mangroves guava trees orange groves and other trees. This college passed into state hands and began to decay. A lot of wood, broken glass etc. Three days after I met her and they had already told me that she was not the little doll I thought but rather a bitch, she invited me to go taste some mangoes or guavas, and there we went. Arriving there, as she was short and skinny (false thin) climbed on the guava tree and sent me some. Below I looked blatantly underneath her gym shorts, saw her white panties and that beautiful volume to be seen. She saw it and didn't make an appeal, came down and asked in my ear and took advantage to lick my neck. "Do you want to take a closer look?" And he pulled his shorts down just enough so I could see the hairs on your... I looked at her face and she was wide-eyed, eager for me to go on. - Whoa, whoa. I couldn't resist and put my hand in it, she came straight to my mouth kissing me like crazy, then said: "Do you want to suck me heim? Suck, I am so mad at swallowing you. My fingers were already all licked up, I did not answer and leaned down before her and was kissing that beautiful thing, a pleasant smell, left me hallucinating, trying at the same time to stick my tongue inside and suck its little bell. She pushed me, looked at the sides to make sure once again that there was no one around and just took off her shorts, leaving only sneakers and socks and T-shirt. "Lay down here, lay down where I sit on your face will go... '" she said this and I laid down then she sat on my face, you could see his open skirt red and hairy all wet, sucked everything, put my tongue and it rolled in my face. It had already pulled out my dick and came out very tasty sucking. Her pussy was already wide open and wet, so I did what she asked me to do -- buried it all in the ground and started pumping loudly. I warned her that she was going to make fun of me, but then she turned around and said: "You can be inside. Go fill this bucket" (her words) with shit! Anna, my spectator looked upset with a hard-on at least I thought she was sweating around her mouth and now making small movements in its place seemed to be rubbing herself on the seat. - When I was done mocking, she quickly put on her panties and shorts and asked me to continue with the pinto outwardly, and fell flat-footed into the rest of his fucking fluids. At that moment Anna grabbed me by the shoulder: - In the back. I was, for a second sort of confused by her question and noticed that she also thought it had sunk into the question, and just to judge from her got quite close to his ear: - You mean in the ass? She shook her head in the affirmative, looking down at the table. I told her how our first anal had been, not letting go of "dirty" words but on the contrary even exaggerating it. By the end of the story I no longer had any doubt that she was dying from erection and if there were one less screw in her head he would be able to jump into my lap right then and there, so I decided to attack because I saw that anal sex made her feel much more excited than before and I really didn't have anything to lose. - And you, have you ever played... Her eyes widened, she trembled almost choking. - Please... you spoke too softly, I can barely hear. - Come on Ana, I've told you so much about my personal life. - I already... And an almost endless silence... - With whom? - No, no, I just... only myself. I put my hand on her leg, she gave a shuddering look like a fright... as you said I had nothing to lose and released into the bushel, and with my hand making a slight pressure in his thigh: - And what do you put in your ass? I said it in a mellow tone. - Go Ana count, what you put in that beautiful bundle, tell me... And he covered his face with both hands as if dying of shame. - Every woman masturbates the way she can... And I gave her a gentle kiss on the ear, she shivered, and I said: - Do you want me to suck your ass??? All right, everything caught fire. There's a transformation I could never have imagined especially coming from a girl like that -- believer with an unimpeachable reputation and a total virgin even in words. She looked at me, there was this little smile on the corner of her mouth, she grabbed my hand off her thigh and pulled it up higher; she started to squeeze my hand against her skirt but it didn't fit, so I let go of one of the buttons on her long skirts and managed to slip my hand inside, opening as much of her legs as possible, but the skirt was too tight. I put my finger in her panties and could feel the heat coming out of there, pushed it a little bit more and felt the moisture, to tell you the truth she wasn't wet but all wet, looked like she had peed on her pants. "Do you really want to do that, suck me back?" he asked in a very low voice at the same time almost as a plea with his face glued to my neck. I pulled her hand up on my stick and made her press it, and she grabbed hold of me, squeezing and pulling towards him. - I'll suck your pussy, shove my tongue up your asshole. Suck your cunt till you can't take it anymore and stick the whole thing in your butt! Is that what you want? - I was talking between my teeth, and squeezing even more of my dick. We left there quickly towards any muquifo where we could fit. It was not difficult, over the bands of Aurora Street in downtown what is not lacking are top-class motels. We went inside and I immediately licked her neck mouth, unbuttoning his skirt, which fell easily. The first sight was maddening, that good girl wore a panties until big but rolled the front and back so she would be sent to the shovel completely grinding her butt, and what little face I had never seen anything like it even in porn movies hairy just right size but fat swollen which should have been small lips , comes out Hollow, she tried to get away by climbing a little bit on the bed. I went after her without opening my mouth and sticking my tongue in. All I could hear was howls and moans and screams. - I didn't wash... oh my God. And he was screaming again, and I took off his underpants so fast that I kept sucking him into my tongue because it made me want to bite, and bit lightly. I got her to change position and we were like sixty-nine, but I was still in my pants and she bit me, licked my dick on top of the trousers. While she opened up my pants started putting a finger into his anus, dark brown with little hair around it and slightly open, a small hole already put two fingers and she now rolled with my stick all trapped in its mouth only combs left outside how did she manage this do not know, have about seventeen or eighteen cm. But is much thicker than most, and everything was stuck down until throat believe. She took the stick out of her mouth and said authoritatively: I didn't understand what she wanted and kept poking her ass with two fingers, sucking on his xanax. She lifted up one of her legs, grabbed my fist from the arm that was banging its fingers into his ass and pulled it in deeper. - Put it in, put more I that more opens my ass logo! I obeyed and put two more, thinking that it had been exaggerated, than nothing, she lost even more control and began to punch her ass in my fingers, suddenly turned his back on me, remaining four only well down with the butt all exposed. - Now come on, put it all on, punch really hard, that's how I always dream of a beak breaking through me, is this what I want at least today to get the ass all cracked up, skinned and shit going, go... rocking his butt looking for my cock. Listening to that was too much, I almost enjoyed just throwing my head, the rest she did by tossing her body backwards, and I laughed like a madman, it seemed shot inside her ass, she felt and asked for more punching because it was the greatest delight of her life, after a while she mocked groaning and trembling as if with fever, fell on its side and we stood there for some moments, I appreciated everything exposed, when the leak passed through his butt and fell into the sheet and swollen red mouth open. Before we left, it was over eleven o'clock, she asked me to sit in a chair, came from behind and buried her dick on the ass, opened well his legs leaving the bouquet all exposed and began a siren song, I took advantage of and soon stuck two fingers into its nice xanax and dress. As her skirt was long, a little above the shin and all buttoned from waist down I had an evil idea. So I took her to the bus stop in the center of town which despite all previous storms was already quite empty we stood on a dark street waiting for the bus it gave me some fear but there wasn't any other way that is when between kisses and hugs - Turn your skirt back or I'll stick my fingers in you! She didn't even blink, in a second she had turned around, I unbuttoned two buttons and stuck two fingers on her ass, it was turning eyes from so much horny, straightened my dick, squeezed and gave: - What a bitch, it's her first time and she was already super daring. - Then ask the princess, you little bastard! He gave me a little laugh and said: - Stick your dick up my ass, eat my busted-ass. I love to give a butt! And so I did, took it out and buried it. But there was no point in bombing; she herself said: - Stay still or I'll suck your cock with my ass! And she was really squeezing and releasing, making little back-and-forth movements. "What a great urge to pee", she said. I pulled my stick out of her ass and put it up to the side , rubbing against her pocket . - Piss, it will run down your legs. It'll only wet your sandal which is already wet. And she started peeing, her eyes closed with a smile that went from ear to ear and my dick getting hotter still and I ended up mocking the front of her skirt. - I hope you had enough fun, so that we can sit on it and have one more thing. Next time I want this cannon stuck in the front of my head... She stuck her tongue in my mouth and she grabbed me by the dick, wanting to take it away from me buried inside of me...