Hungry Tales from the Mouth of Velvet

In my teenage years, before entering military service and about to complete the second degree which at that time was called technical-scientific with a parttime job I used to frequent the old centre of the capital in an area known then as low prostitution zone but now more commonly known as cracoland; naturally my pretensions concerned paid sex or rather what they said "easy sex" (I just don't know for whom it was easy!); there were many small establishments like former hostels, unfrequented boats and shops carrying suspicious activity. They also housed prostitutes, transvestites and pimps all willing to offer services at a modest price. At that time I met a transvestite named Verinha; skinny with natural breasts not very prominent, long black hair, clever eyes and a little girl's smile; in fact today when I think of her I perceive some identity with a trans porn called Khloe Kay, even by the beautiful bundle pulled from Verinha. Our first meeting was accidentally at a boathouse where I used to drink coffee machine which tasted like burnt coffee; she stood around me waiting for an insinuation on my part. How much does your little program cost? I asked as soon as she pulled up at the counter next to me. "Hi! I'm cute and cheap!" she replied in a flirtatious tone. - Of course I know! <unk> I answered in a naughty tone <unk> But you have the manners of a girl ..., and then how much is the program? We agreed on the price, as I was paying for my hotel; it was actually an old wooden staircase inn that squeaked more than a car suspension would. The bad-faced guy at the front desk threw his key over the counter and told us how much we had to pay. So we went upstairs and when we got into the room Verinha asked if she could have a quick shower. "And why can't we take a bath together?" "To me, it's all right", she replied with a wry smile. But they never wanted to take baths with me; you know...they prefer afterwards! I replied with a warm smile as he took off his clothes. Verinha had a very beautiful and feminine body, too; her little stubborn appendix didn't detract from the natural beauty she displayed. After we soaped ourselves letting water flow through our bodies, she knelt in front of me holding my member and initiating masturbation that soon turned into simply delicious blowjobs. Her small mouth was warm and wet with an indescribable feeling of pleasure besides knowing how to control my impulse before it explodes. After drying ourselves, we went to bed and when I wanted to kiss her, Verinha put his little hand in front of my mouth with a discreet smile. "Look, I don't have any illness at all! But no one ever wants to kiss me!" she said anxiously without hiding her expectation. -Hummm, then I'll be the first! <unk> asked in a naughty tone <unk> meaning ..., if you let me! Once again she smiled and advanced her lips to mine and we kissed for a long time; my sister-in-law had an abusive, very clever tongue while not wasting any time in manipulating my cane into a very pleasant masturbation. We kissed several times until she wished to continue what was interrupted in the bath by falling back with her mouth on my member rewarding me with another frantic blowjob and much licked. My sister-in-law squatted over my body and rubbed her little hole in my limb. With a very sensual tenderness, she kept on squeezing as she went up and down until without warning she sat next to me allowing her small hole to wrap around my stick by initiating movements of ascending and descending while at the same time offering me her breasts so that I could enjoy them with my eager mouth. Quickening like a madwoman, Verinha still asked me for kisses that I yielded with all the pleasure of the moment and in this atmosphere felt her little appendix stiffen up beating gently on my stomach and leaving me much more excited which led me to have it in hand amusing myself masturbating him to the sound of Verinha's insane moans that were followed by screams complaining that she was enjoying an anal orgasm. Before she could ask me to have fun, we both climaxed with her ejaculating into my belly a small load of warm semen, receiving in her rectum my fluid and slimy enjoyment; Verinha gasped and embraced me placing his head on my neck as he struggled to find his recovery. "Wow! Never has a male managed to make me laugh so tasty like that!" We embraced, exchanged kisses and waited for my limb to die inside her until Verinha could lift the body free of it. We took another bath with her making a point of soaping my stick having fun provoking me even more once it culminated in a new and delicious blowjob. Already dressed we settled the accounts and won the street. "Do not doubt that yes!" I replied when she pretending to be dengosinha asked if we would see each other again; we said goodbye with a kiss and I went on my way. From that day Verinha and I met regularly once a week until some months later she simply disappeared. "Oh, she's talking about the velvet mouthpiece!" replied a hotel owner I used to frequent with when asked her whereabouts. Even though I was concerned about the information received, it became impossible for me to do anything since I knew nothing of Verinha. The curious thing happened a few days later when I was closing my work file and getting ready to go home; walking around the square I saw an all shrunken person who cried without stopping; as I approached asking what was going on, he turned his face towards me and I saw that it was Verinha whose condition was deplorable; she had a purple eye and some bruises besides her clothes which were dirty and torn. I took her in my arms and walked to a taxi stand. After much discussion, the driver agreed to take us to Santa Casa's emergency room. Upon arrival I was noticed by a nurse who came up to me asking what my degree of relationship with Verinha is. "I know her", said the nurse, stroking Verinha's hair. She has been here before... look! Take this card from a nearby clinic and give it to the receptionist so she knows what to do". Minutes later we were at the clinic and Verinha was promptly attended; already in convalescence, I asked how much it cost for care and was surprised by the answer. "Here we do not charge anything ..., and there is a gentleman who comes here sometimes and makes a donation..., she will spend some days here ... if you want to visit her, be free!" another nurse explained to me. Anyway I helped her find a place to stay in a small guesthouse in the neighborhood of Brás and directed that she look for his family, because I had found out that the anonymous donor was your father. A few weeks later I moved on an assignment in another city and when he returned lost contact with Verinha who no longer lived at the boarding house as well as not been seen checking up from their usual spot. Months later, I was returning from lunch when a gentle voice called to me. When I looked up and saw that it was Verinha (Snowflake). "Hey young man! Do you remember me? I'm the velvet mouthpiece!" she said with an effusive smile on her face. We embraced and kissed right then and there. "Of course I do". And as soon as we finished kissing, I replied: "You are not the Velvet Mouthpiece for me but Verinha". She told me about being accepted by my family, working in night shifts and getting a job at a party store which made me immensely happy. "Thank you for all that you've done for me!" she said in a hushed voice while embracing me. We agreed to meet at the end of Friday afternoon right there where we were and Verinha left eager for our reunion. On the appointed day she arrived wearing a fair white dress very short with high-heeled sandals and already embraced me wanting kisses. -We have two choices <unk> she answered when I asked her where we were going to go <unk> We can get my coffee ..., it's tight and I share with a friend who only comes back tomorrow morning ... the other is that sleazy little hotel where we had our first time... I did not let her continue preferring to hold his hand and walk up to a taxi point where we took a car with me indicating the destination; during the journey it was funny to observe how the driver <unk>comia<unk> Verinha with eyes not only by dress, but especially for its beauty which was something endowed with an erotic exoticism that incited any male. We got out of the car in front of a hotel that I knew would serve our purpose; the receptionist, a lady with discreet manner and restrained gestures, could not help looking at Verinha examining her from top to bottom with an astonished expression. Lying on the creaking bed we caught each other in kisses, hugs and caresses until Verinha snaked across the bed till my dick was within reach of her mouth which was promptly opened presenting me with its spectacular blowjob. I watched and was impressed not only by the oral dexterity of Verinha, but also with her skill in making my cock disappear into his little mouth for a short time after dropping it all lapped up with saliva; Verinha still licked my balls while I pulled her over to me, putting aside her thong to reciprocate her gesture by sucking on her hard-pushing small appendix and yet pushing away her butt so that she could lick her twinkling ass. After kneeling down, opening my legs and licking my ass with her limp tongue, Verinha made me return to the previous position by curling up on top of me, holding my stick while I rubbed it into its groove just before descending upon it; it was incredible to feel that little hole lacing itself in order to receive my staff inside. Shortly after she got down on her knees over me, leaned forward moving waist and hips to strike my tool as if it were a battering ram at the same time that offered me its juicy nipples which didn't waste any time in licking them and then suck them with enormous avidity! Verinha seemed enraptured by heat that did not cool off the intensity of his movements that led me to frantic delirium. Always tireless, she made us change position passing into a fuck like <unk>puppy<unk> , with herself four-legged on the bed and I grabbing her from behind even more forceful blows. I took advantage of the moment to catch his hard chick by applying a vigorous punch until after so much effort we managed to reach climax at the same time; I felt my member pulsing before it erupted in an ejaculation in waves that flooded Verinha's bowels who let out hysterical screams while enjoying profuse jets licking the bed sheet. Sweaty and exhausted, we lay embracing each other exchanging kisses and trying to recover from such libidinous efforts. And throughout the night we resumed our clash a few more times and in all of them Verinha surprised me especially by her eagerness to suck my stick. Crouching between my legs she enjoyed herself now sucking, then licking and again using my tool to strike her own face while staring at me with a look full of lust. Shortly before sunrise we took a long bath and afterwards gained the street where I took her for coffee in a very well-known bakery in the area; it is clear that all male eyes around turned towards her not only because of the provocative dress but also because of his little angel's countenance whispers with her loving to provoke them. We parted at a bus stop, with the promise of new encounters that unfortunately did not happen; A few weeks later I had to travel for work and when I returned there was no information about her; In an era where cell phones didn't exist and landlines were very expensive assets, Velvet Mouth never met me again.