I 've got to go .

I 've got to go .
Hello to all of you who have been following my stories where I narrate my memories with my former boyfriends. I'm coming back to continue writing about Mario, the last one that I married and so on until today. Well, in the previous chapter I told about our trances in the republic where I lived with other girls. So let's keep going. With a full-blown erection we had to improvise a way to satisfy almost every day our sexual needs. We always found a way after everyone was asleep, whether it was on the motorcycle or at the kitchen table. We liked the table better, and most of the time I would stand with my back to it, legs spread wide open and breasts rubbing against hard wood as he followed the movements of a male that crawled deliciously behind him. Often he'd interrupt his in-and-out cock into my groin and bend down to lick me, also taking advantage of slipping his tongue through my rear end, especially over my butt. Several times he asked: "Can you let me put this on your ass?" But one night, you know how it is, he insisted so much and agreed: - Let's try but if it hurts to! So we made a deal. He bent down, licked my little ring until everything was well wet and pointed the sword at my eye that sees nothing. At first it was cool, just rubbing without any pain, I allowed him to move very slowly, but when his head passed through the sphincter musculature ... wow... what a pain ! And so every once in a while, he would ask for it and I'd either say no right away or to please him let him put his little head inside but when the pain came on he had me take it out. A few weeks later he told us that he heard about this cheap motel where we could have a bed with more freedom and privacy. Of course I stumbled. I didn't like it from the beginning - we had to wait on a motorcycle parked inside, next to other cars that were also waiting for an attendant to bring their room keys. When we went in there was only one bathroom with shower for every four rooms; people who wanted to bathe would have to go out of the room and walk down a corridor, and if the toilet was empty they used the shower or else returned to the same room without a bath. The first time we met people in the hallway <unk> it was embarrassing to be seen wrapped up in a towel by strangers. Well, we went back into the room and left for the second half without even bathing. Mario licking my freshly used wife looked me straight in the eye and said with utmost impudence: "Your playful wife is much cuter than any cat!" (laughter) We took advantage of what we could during those two hours and walked away promising that we would not return again. Bullshit! By next week we were expecting another empty bedroom. After all, I had clean sheets and Mario always said that my used one was much nicer. When he made fun of me inside, I got accustomed to curling up in a puddle and letting the milk run down and wiping it off with toilet paper. We became house guests because our little money couldn't afford anything else besides this. Talking to the waitress, Mario found out that on Sundays the price remained the same for an extended period. And we arrived there around 1 p.m. There was no one there but us, and the girl said that we could stay as long as we wanted. We went euphorically into a simple room and threw ourselves on the bed. Our clothes were soon ripped off and we embraced each other and kissed naked. Ahhh... it was much better than fucking in our clothes while standing propped up against the kitchen table! Before we started Mario opened the window and pulled down the curtain to lighten the heat. I decided to provoke him by opening his legs wide and hoping he would look at me. Ahhh, what a beautiful smile we women are able to provoke in men simply by separating our thighs and presenting them with the sight of our little fruits, isn't it!? He threw himself on the bed with his face directly over my pursued one and sucked up her scent that was coming off. I never got tired of hearing him say how good my wife smelled! <unk> Cat, I love the perfume of this kiss! It licked me so competently that I ended up enjoying its tongue. The maniac as he was did not even give me time to rest and came right at me. But first, he offered me the hard cock to suck. People, how good it is to feel in my mouth a man's dick that I love! Lambe and I sucked so much, and would not have stopped until he enjoyed himself into my mouth if he hadn't taken this delight from me. He took out of my mouth and shoved his little finger all at once into my streak desired by that... fat fuck. Folks, the sound of that word gives me an erection! We put ourselves in every position together and we made fun of each other. I think we dozed off for several minutes when I woke up and suggested taking a bath. Mario hugged me from behind preventing me from getting out of bed. He stroked my nipples with one hand while the other was tucked between my thighs. The sweet caress he gave me slowly caused my knees to become more and more separated until I became completely at his disposal, leaving him my hairy little body. He stuck a finger deep into my canal and then before putting it in his own mouth delighted himself with the smell of our sexual fluids. Sometimes he offered his finger to me so that I could feel my smells and tastes as well. So for quite some time he agitated me upward till he climbed on top of me and put the already hardened prick inside my xanax. We stayed in the classic Mom and Dad position for some time until he asked me to close my legs. It was a special pleasure to feel his dick entering right into the shaft between tight thighs, besides which the sight of hard cock sliding through my hair, now outward, then inwards till it disappeared inside me doubled our erection. Nor did we change positions from how good that one was. He ate me so deliciously that minutes later we exploded with new joy. We embraced and kissed as if thanking each other for mutual enjoyment. We were still enjoying that after-dinner coziness when I suggested a bath, but we just rolled in our towels and heard the couple coming into the next room. They seemed very lively and talked loudly; although the thin walls and lack of lining on the ceiling (there was only tiles) allowed sounds from one room to travel to another. We went back to bed and sat quietly listening to the neighboring couple. His answer gave me the creeps: "Yes, and today I'm going to shove everything up your asshole right down to the heel; nothing will be left out!" At that moment I didn't even look at Mario because for a long time I had been denying him my little fortune. The shameless woman in the next room just replied: "Come on then, but I want you to suck me off first so I can get tight! From there our sexuality was reborn as fast as it evolved by climbing the neighboring couple's ladder. And soon we heard her moan: - Alas... he must have gotten his cock too hard and hurting! I imagined that he was already shoving it up her ass, and without saying anything to my boyfriend, I got down on all fours. I enjoyed the in-and-out of his poop into my skirt. It was a slow, affectionate, silent climb <unk> we were both paying attention to our neighbour's obscenities. There was one moment when she moaned: "Oh... take away! Take away what is hurting!" He said: "Calm love has entered your head, now the rest doesn't hurt anymore!" Another whimper from her like this: "Aiiii ... fine! And then you hear him say: "Okay, darling, put your little finger inside your arse - feel everything inside". Dear readers, I wish there was a tape recorder that day to capture so many obscenities of those two. And me who thought I knew too much! At one point we suspected the woman could be a prostitute and she's in it for money. We heard him slap her ass loudly which instead of complaining asked for more, asking very fucking: "Go motherfucker hit my butt and punch this fuckin 'ass on mine... Fuck my arse he is all yours!" I'm going to tear you apart before filling that fucking asshole! Ugh! Even today it still makes me wet when I remember this. Imagine back then the hurricane these phrases did not cause in us, two young people around twenty years old. They from over there, we from here, she loving giving her butt for a mate and, side by side with me wanting to give too but dying of fear. Well, we couldn't resist as they started making fun and spreading out loudly the pleasure they felt: "Take my bitch... take my fuck up your arse!" It was nice to hear the sound of bodies crashing together even while screaming: - Fuck motherfucker ... fuck your bitch's ass... give me that hot fucking ... kick this fucker in my butt! Ahhh... we all have fun together, they there, us here. We fell so exhausted the intensity of the fun. I even thought about taking a nap but suggested to Mario take a shower. He lazyly told me to go and see if the shower was empty. I wrapped myself up on the towel, opened the door slowly, looked down an empty corridor, closed the door behind me and walked on tiptoe to the bathroom door. It was locked, someone had arrived first. When I turned to go back, I got a fright not as big as the stick that this guy was carrying dangling between his legs. He came towards me and I didn't know what to do because he was in-between myself and my room door. I think I momentarily paralyzed from fear of being half naked face to face with the man next door who is totally nude, still huge dick, not completely hard but like you guys get after having fun large <unk> thick yet partly dropped. He walked past me and I could smell sex on the body of this mature man, about 40 years old. Didn't move a muscle, was paralyzed. When we got to the bathroom he knocked at the door telling the girl to open it. I don't know what gave me my face looking for him who remained naked in front of the door. He stood sideways flaunting his huge stick. And when he saw me staring at him surprised me even more. The guy exhibitionist took the cane by its base, pulled out the skin and exposed an all shiny red head and swung that towards me. I turned around and ran into my room. I thought at the time: that's why you go to these cheap places. Mario would doze off when I lay down beside him. I didn't say anything and we only went out for a shower once we were sure he was unoccupied. A refreshing bath, then back in bed <unk> afternoon still promised some good fun. We were lying on our lays and I won't deny it, I struggled not to forget those images of this guy walking naked through the hallway showing me his huge pussy. That is when Mario again approaches me and asks me to tell about my first time, my first sexual encounter. I didn't tell you before, but this was not the first time he had asked me to do it. (Laughter) And obviously I hadn't told him because any woman avoids telling a man what she did with another guy or in my case other guys, and that afternoon... Readers, Mario's dick was growing at a rate I had never seen before and what is more he became much bigger and thicker than usual. His head looked like it would explode from such swelling <unk> A beauty! This time we climbed full of our own excitement and I think even that our groans served as an inspiration to the neighbors because in the end after moaning and screaming spreading our jokes without any shame, the man next door shouted: - Geeeeenth, how nice trepaaaar ! We fell asleep, finally all our energy was exhausted . We slept for a while and when we woke up, we decided to take another bath. It was already dark outside so we left. Our sexual and emotional needs were completely satisfied. When we went out we listened to the neighboring couple talking and paying the attendant for rent of the room. We waited a little bit and before settling our accounts we saw behind their backs that scandalous couple who liked to fuck in the bundle and gave us such pleasure shouting during the climb. Well, we paid and left. My relationship with Mario was still heated by the almost daily trances, even if they were quick and hidden from other girls in the republic. We had been together for a few months, but neither of us, probably because we didn't trust our continuity of our relationship, had told our parents about it. But as year-end approached, parties and everything else, and I did not want to be far away from him, so I decided to take him to where my parents lived and introduce him like he was just my friend. For the end-of-year celebrations we all went to my parents place. My sisters knew that we were lovers, but my parents - very simple people - didn't suspect anything. When I arrived there, I slept with my sisters in one room and Mario in another, far away from me <unk> And between our rooms was the bedroom of my parents, so no possibility for any hidden kisses. Two days after being there I already missed a more intimate contact: A little kiss here, a small step there, you know what it is like! But nothing could be done about it. I think it was on the morning of the third day that my mother asked someone to go to a relative's house, who lived about three kilometers away in another place, and get an ingredient for making cake. I proposed going there and even thought of calling Mario but not wanting to arouse any suspicion from my parents, I said nothing. But when I went out my mom spoke: "Take your friend along with you; I don't like you walking alone down the road". Wow! The angels of heaven were by my side. We walked out of the place and, hardly noticing that my parents' house had disappeared, we looked at each other first, then in all directions. Mario took me by the hand and pulled me into the middle of the cafezal as if it were a match. When we felt protected from some curious person's gaze, we stopped and kissed like we haven't done so for weeks. Our hands moved over our bodies and our affection evolved rapidly. He tried to take off my shirt but I refused and said that this was dangerous because several relatives lived nearby and I could not be seen anyway. He tried to calm himself down, I think he would have even listened if I hadn't given him one more kiss, the last that I planned before we started walking again. As our tongues locked a duel inside of our mouths I noticed his movements moving in the pin. I imagined what he was going to do but did not have time to stop it. When we opened up our lips he looked down and said: "Look at what you provoked me! Look!" And with delight I saw this hard-ass very hard escaping by the side of my shorts and pointing towards my face. Ai ai ai! What to do in such a situation, I wondered. There was no time for an answer; he put his hands on my shoulders and said: "Suck me a little cat, I need to feel your mouth on my cock! Even if I wanted it, I don't think I could resist". I fell down on my knees onto the soft earth and let him stick the hard dick into my mouth. He moved his stick as though he were putting it in a bucket and thought that this would be funny. But then he stopped moving and knelt behind me too. He made me stand on all fours and, unbuttoning my shorts, pulled together the panties leaving me with an exposed butt to his whims. Before he got in however, gave a delicious lick at my groin for only then point his hard stick and make him disappear everything inside of me. Readers, only those who have had sex in such situations know how much it gives erection, how nice it is to be there, four on the ground, open ass and a stubborn man deeply fucking people's little pieces. It was just a few minutes but extremely rewarding that made us laugh together. The desire, after the intense fun, was to lie down and rest but it wasn't possible. I waited with bated breath for a drop of milk that my cat had injected inside me and only then put on my underwear and shorts. We got ready and walked hurriedly so that my mother would not suspect anything. When we returned to where my parents were we found my sister hanging clothes from the pole in the yard and when she saw us she warned: "You better wash your knees before entering the house". Mario and I looked at our knees simultaneously and realized they were dirty with earth. We ran to the tank and cleaned it before entering home. My mother didn't suspect anything but my sister certainly had no doubt that Mario and I did some shitty little thing around there. The next morning, I stood beside my mom hoping for any missing ingredients so she would send me over to someone's house to borrow them. But nothing was lacking that morning. It wasn't until late in the afternoon when an opportunity arose for both of us. My sister who saw our dirty knees said she wanted to suck mango and asked if we could get a few together. I didn't know if she was being lazy or wanted to help me, but it just happened. So I went around the house and made sure that everyone was there and we got out with Mario pushing a handcart towards the orchard. Even though the hose plant was farther away from home, I thought nothing could be done because there were no bushes on the ground where we could hide ourselves from prying eyes. Well, we picked some fruit until almost filled the cart and I was already preparing to return when Mario suggested: "I think that if we climb up in the tree will get a few larger. I was naive, but wanting to remember my childhood days, when lived climbing trees, ran ahead and started climbing <unk> wanted to prove to my boyfriend how good I am at it. He came soon below and after I ascended about two meters through the main branches had to stop for choosing by which of the branches I would continue. I was about to move on when my cat's two hands touched the sides of my elastic shorts and, before I could react, felt that short and panties quickly descended into my ankles. I saw myself naked from waist down without being able to let go of the uppermost branch and unable to move feet which were stuck by clothing. I looked down and saw my boyfriend with his eyes sparkling as he enjoyed my nudity. I asked: "You must be crazy, someone will see us". He smiled and said we are protected and no one would notice. I looked to the side, and while seeing that he was right, felt his hands firmly on my ass grabbing and opening up my buttocks. Next thing you know, he shoved his face between them and licked me straight in the arse. At this moment two thoughts came into my head: it's a good thing I had a clean little bundle -- sweaty though it is - so neat! I've never spent a good shower again, even if it meant turning on the showers just to wash my precious little ring. Nowadays in my house I have a bidet and keep my bagel always clean; after all, I don't know when Mario can catch me by surprise, do you!? And the second thought was: ahhh.... how nice is my boyfriend's tongue in my ass! Using the impossibility of moving as an excuse, I remained quietly letting my man lick me as much as he wanted, not only his bundle but with some effort also my xotinha. In fact, after a while when he was sure that I'd been well dressed and wouldn't have run away, he took off my underwear completely so that I could change position and stand in front of him, thus offering up my wet xana dripping with hardness. There on the mango branches protected by foliage, I opened wide my legs and got deliciously kissed, licked and suckled into her pussy. Of course before he started to kiss me she gave out this noisy smirk and did not forget to praise: Oh cat... stinking little mouth! And the xana caressed me so much with her tongue, she sucked my cricket that I ended up making fun of in my man's mouth. In the end, although he didn't say anything, I thought: Ohh...nice thing! I had to hold on tightly so as not to fall down with such softness that invaded my body. Mario had to wear alone, on myself, the underpants and shorts that he stole from me. Unfortunately I couldn't return his affection that same afternoon, but it was a promise for the next day. I won't go into too many details, but by the following evening we were there again, him and I picking mangoes. Once again we decided to climb up the branches. This time he went first and, stopping on a branch just above mine, looked at me from top to bottom and joked: "I think you'll find some good fruit here for sucking!" And smiled, smiling but did nothing to help me find this fruit. I had to take off his shorts and panties by myself. I took advantage of it all while leaving my cat naked from waist downwards. His dick was still soft, not entirely smooth, but big, growing, beautiful and wonderful. I opened my mouth and put the whole pin in it until my lips touched its nostrils. Although Mario's stick was not long, it was impossible to put the whole thing in his mouth when hard. So I took advantage of its softness and swallowed a little bit! What a delight is wrapping an entire stick in my mouth! Too bad that didn't last very long and I had to move away from my face because the creature grew fast and my mouth became small enough to hold this fruit which although not sweet but had the most exhilarating smell and flavor I have ever tasted. I sucked on the bloated head, licked off the bag and sides of the thick rod and rubbed my nose with hair. That, to me was more than a pica; it was an appetizer, a delicious delicacy that would soon present me with hot milk thick and viscous. I whimpered a little bit more and heard him moan: "I'll have fun cat...i will spit!" I put in everything I could stand and punched the remaining stick out of my mouth. The jets came out warm and seemed like the next one was tastier than the previous one. I swallowed each of them but left the end slightly longer in my mouth for better taste such flavors. I've always enjoyed getting a mouthful, in fact unlike many women i never thought that fucking smells or tastes bad. i like to think of hot fuck jets as an homage they men pay us ladies. surely if women had the privilege of exhaling fluids during sex, certainly men would drink our honey too we stayed on site for christmas and new year and whenever we could get away for a little kick-ass.