The story of John!

João, or Jão as he was better known in the village where he lived, had always been a voluntary and kind boy; He never showed discouragement or apathy, being always willing to help anyone who asked him for help. As time went by, however, he found himself immersed in an enormous frustration; like every young man of his age, John felt huge attraction towards the opposite sex coveting the opportunity to lose his virginity with some girl that would give him a prosaic finger; even taken a certain inhibition, the boy did not shrink from the effort to achieve his first sexual conquest which seemed to take longer than the expected; yet one day he was mocked by his mathematics teacher, a brunette of falling chin bearing physical gifts able to lift deceased; with her full breasts almost jumping from blouses with generous cleavages, her waist well delineated, her bulging buttocks and firm thick thighs Eloah, such teacher aroused more primary animal desires in small town males who nevertheless did not beg for conquest.
The fact is that John decided to risk himself in a conquering adventure approaching Eloá surrounded by the edges with his way of good boy not taking long to succeed in his attempt captivating the teacher who was enchanted with the gentle and affectionate manner of the young man; they began stealthy meetings away from curious eyes and mouths eager for gossip, since Eloá was married although everyone knew her husband corned her in every imaginable way, but demanded her posture as Caesar's wife. It burns when Eloah asks the Principal for permission to make some changes in the classroom, advising that John intends to collaborate.
And when they found themselves alone, they fell into a fiery passion; Eloah took upon herself the sweet task of introducing him to both seduction and mischief - subjects she had always mastered very well. The first lesson was tongue-kissing in which John showed himself willing and successful since the teacher never tired from her eager language: yet at that class too she taught him how to appreciate a juicy pair of full breasts shown without any prejudice With nipples hard as ripe berries. Eloah was ready to go a little further in teaching her student when noises alerted them that they might be caught, and this inaugural lesson had to end.
Of course, that same week Eloah had the idea to take John home by taking advantage of her husband's usual trip to another nearby city; for both arranged reinforcement classes with the teacher personally informing John's mother about their intention which left the parent exultant at the dedication of the master to his pupil; it was a pleasant autumn afternoon when John appeared in the gate house of Eloah who came to receive him full of love to give wearing a dress so just knit that served to enhance the voluptuous forms of the female taken p You're out of your mind. Eloah was the typical brown-breasted woman with a waistline, an opulent butt and thick thighs. She also had a charming smile and a disturbing look on her face.
In the little brother's living-room she found it good to recapitulate her first lesson by making John sit down on the cloth couch while she leaned over him gluing his body to hers throwing herself into hot, wet and lewd new kisses; John in turn availed himself of a certain degree of disinhibition to pull her dress up from underneath until exposing breasts which were readily savored by the boy's gluttonous mouth plucking out moans and sighs of his partner; everything seemed to be walking towards a fresh class full of news when Eloah as he reached for the brace of John's pants felt something intriguing that l Ogo showed herself frightening; not believing what her hand was touching she wasted no time in opening up the trousers exposing John's virile tusk which leapt stupendously displaying itself in all its grandeur. In front of the teacher's incredulous eyes was a pyre whose dimensions were simply unbelievable! For some minutes Eloá showed herself unable to outline a reaction and only after recovering from her initial fright did she make it a point to check on the vibrating trolley equipped with a rosary that looked more like a broken spearhead protruding in width over the rest of the manly instrument.
Eloah could not believe what his eyes were showing him and because of this he fastened the pincer discovering that he was unable to close his hand across its entire diameter, just as he had no conditions for measuring it in its extension; John at his time looked at the teacher's face which stamped an unheard-of stupefaction and tried to understand what was happening at that moment; little by little Eloah recovered from the initial fright and after taking a deep breath explained to the boy that there wasn't the slightest chance they would be able to keep up with class since she wouldn't have been able to receive her trolley inside his tiny little bird, which besides being delicate was very tight; as John did not seem to understand what was going on he waited until Eloah explained some things about the delicacies of life.
Perceiving the unhappiness haunting the boy's face, Eloá felt pity and immediately got down on her knees between his legs holding the brute by its base and initiating a delicious oral caress with long licks all along it added to suckers in John's bulging berries that found itself taken over by an unexplainable sensation of pleasure which creeped his skin and made his body tremble; With some effort the teacher managed to unclog part of the member presenting him with a painstaking blow job that soon proved to be a Herculean task hurting his jawbone and suffering from the effects of imposition John's involuntary and instinctive punch with a certain vigour against the poor little mouth of his teacher.
Without many alternatives, Eloah found herself obliged to finish the initial task with a vigorous manipulation whose result was an explosion of hot and thick semen projecting into the air and licking it all over; recovered from the experience she had been subjected to, Eloá apologized to the boy appeasing his frustration with innocuous justifications that at some point he would find a woman capable of submitting himself to the experience of feeling that bruised monster filling her private parts giving pleasure to both. and his manly dowry that never left her mind or body, demanding she too seek manual relief as he recalled the exuberant pinhole in front of him.
Unwilling to keep this discovery for herself, Eloá did not resist sharing the experience with a friend demanding her promise of secrecy about the narrative. However, what she was unable to assume is that in small and almost provincial town news and gossip without origin spread like wildfire soon enough so that John's anatomical gift became something notable and also folkloric for all city dwellers as well as all region residents provoking enormous fury among women and distrust between men. So much so that the boy was brought before the most experienced men in town who forced him to display his tool, which he did after a lot of hesitation.
Gathered in the village's most fishy boatyard, the men swallowed dry as they found that the seemingly fanciful narratives were not only plausible but more than irreversible; however, they also became concerned about the sadness John brought on his face and thought of a way to help him. After dismissing the curious attendants, Anastasia took John into a secluded area and asked him to undress.
John tried to dissuade his interlocutor from seeing him naked, but soon discovered that it was a useless task; when she saw the nude boy sporting the most advantageous wig she had ever seen in her entire life, Anastasia lamented for him confessing that none of her goddaughters would have the ideal anatomical conditions to dress this brute giving the young man the pleasure he so desired and also deserved. Meanwhile the cafeteria was not satisfied, pondering whether to offer him some palliative consolation for his frustrated expectation; meeting with her closest circle of proteges, Anastasia recounted what she had witnessed and wanted to know if they would be willing to grant any relief to the boy even by indirect means.
Anastasia acquiesced to the demand which she judged just, and took them into a secluded place where John remained naked in expectation of what was coming; there was general commotion at seeing the tool he carried between his legs whose rigidity was even more eloquent and disturbing. In unison the girls refused to give him a chance for an inaugural climb and only two of them proposed a hand caress entitled to some licks; Anastasia agreed and both got down on their knees in front of the boy manipulating each other's instrument stopping at certain moments for many emphatic licks and suckling balls until John vibrated just before reaching his climax ejaculating profusely as last time, licking the face and breasts of guests.
Unsatisfied with the situation, Anastasia decided to use a last resort by calling Naomi an old friend who started her career in one of the world's oldest professions; she was a black woman whose body resembled that of a big cello. Her breasts were full and her ass had enormous dimensions. Oemia listened attentively and finally replied that even a little removed from the activity would be pleased to satisfy his curiosity by meeting this young man.
Glancing at the Benga already in process of new erection, Naomi licked her lips biting the lower one while Anastasia by her side counted on its accomplishment; she undressed herself without haste displaying her stunning nakedness to John's starry eyes that did not contain his anxiety; right from the start Naomi wanted to know about previous experiences of her partner after a short narrative she held his chin and smiled asking him to lie down on the bed and relax as much as possible; with her vast experience, Naomi girded his fist around the base squeezing it in a controlled manner observing From the glans swell to almost double its size with John moaning like a bull in heat.
Naomi wrapped the glans between her lips, trapping it for some time before making it disappear into her mouth which advanced until she had more than three quarters inside; John did not resist and let out a long growling groan trying hard not to project his pelvis upwards at the same time as the experienced whore began the first blowjob of the boy's life whose expression was full of mirth. his hands as they descended upon him until he could feel it slowly encroaching on his shrine; John was unable to sketch a reaction since he enjoyed an hallucinatory sensory experience that clouded his senses and provoked within himself a delirious ecstasy.
After seeing herself filled with the boy's pistol, Naomi instructed her to hold onto his breasts by squeezing them and nibbling at his nipples. With vague growls, she began climbing up and down on the lad's erect stick allowing him to enjoy such an intense sensation that he grunted in a primal passion overwhelming his body, mind and soul; for quite some time Naomi chastised the member of robust dimensions of her partner demanding in an embarrassed voice that he resist to the limit of its vigor, which John did not seem something so difficult to fulfill, granting his peer A ripple-filled orgasmic thrill shaking her body and making her groan and hiss as the female sighs, craving for her deserved share. Eventually, John reached his limit and holding Naomi by the waist held her captive to a limb that squirted its load of hot, slimy semen into his bowels causing an ultimate delight which erupted in a lustful scream.
That day, John walked away exultant and leaping feeling like an accomplished young male leaving behind a satisfied cafetina and a seasoned whore already yearning to have that pistol inside her bouquet; however, all is not roses and soon John found himself embittered at not finding another woman capable of facing him in a sexual encounter and this left him sullen settling down into long sessions of solitary pleasure which only served to fuel his immense frustration for lacking a female who would not just accept him as giving him the much he craved.
And it was in this climate that Dona Dalva, John's mother found herself between the cross and the cauldron; widowed from an early age she devoted her life to her son, his reason for being and now felt obliged to do something so as not to lose him too. Several times she had spied on him bursting out of his nightly manipulations and no matter how much he reproached himself for doing so the sight of his pyroconus left her with a hot and moist vulva compelling her to take a cold bath to cool off her female impulse which cried for the right to resurrect the flame just as daylight blazed within herself; and other resources, even to the point of touching her private parts in a confused finger-tapping until she achieves petty and insufficient pleasure.
Nevertheless, the always naughty and unexpected fate took it upon itself to bring mother and son closer together so that both of them could discover all their possibilities; on a scorching summer night Dalva did not rest in bed and was forced to perform another finger-throwing fart which made her get an unsatisfactory enjoyment at the same time as leaving her thirsty; when she arrived in the kitchen she found the naked child before the open refrigerator sweating from his beak and with panting breath; seeing the half-dead mother before him he asked for forgiveness claiming that he could no longer control the burning fury consuming him inside. looking at his son and feeling the vulva sobbing profusely, Dalva still sketched out a mental reaction intending to move away from the scene in some sort of strategic retreat even though her body was not responding to commands imposed by mind causing a sense of ambiguity taking control over the situation.
In an unthinking gesture, Dalva got rid of her regatta shirt and walked towards his son embracing himself voluptuously pressing his mouth against hers in a long kiss laden with boundless lust that was promptly reciprocated by John entangling his mother's body rubbing his pistol into her belly; then followed a frenzied involvement with mother and child groping each other between kisses without being able to break the voluptous cycle which had formed around them. Dalva without hiding a lustful look; she acquiesced when he asked to taste her by sinking his face between the mother's legs and proceeding to lick it somewhat awkwardly; thanks to maternal orientations made with care and affection in just a few minutes, the boy was already able to get an appetite for the maternal jerk giving her a succession of orgasms whose vehemence was of such magnitude that Dalva gave himself up definitively moaning, screaming and calling his son his macho!
Sometime later they were on the bed in their mother's room climbing like two lovers whose intimacy no longer had any limitations; first, as "daddy and mommy", John penetrated Dalva's cave carefully but when he started his pelvic movements she heard him begging her to do it very hard because that was how he used to climb with her deceased husband. The copulation became so intense that Dalva experienced an endless wave of orgasms shaking her body while also feeling her son's eager mouth sucking out her stuffy nipples Opiating an amalgam of hallucinatory sensations that elevated her to a mental state where only pleasure prevailed. Unsatisfied, they switched to the "doggy" position where John still had a chance to crush Dalva's juicy buttocks with his hands making her groan interspersed by hysterical screams imploring that their son make no effort at unleashing all of the pleasure he has held back for so many years.
Taking advantage of her incredible performance, John presented his mother with waves and more waves of delirious pleasure erupting in successive mockery that left her on the verge of collapse seeing herself at the mercy of her son's virile dominion who had shown himself to be a devoted lover, kind, careful and very fiery; and when their joy was announcing she did not hesitate to plead for him to flood her with his sap oblivious to any undesirable consequence which might arise from this insane and reckless behaviour; both cried out simultaneously as boy unwittingly straightened up by making gun pulses within s Her mother soaked her with a warm, thick and flowing wave that seemed to have no end. And from that sinful night John never again had to worry about his sexual future, since he found in his mother the perfect mistress who herself abandoned all preconceived moral boundaries and indulged entirely in carnal pleasure with her son; little is known of what happened after this, but for them it was nothing more than an endless idyll!