It happens to everyone... but even I don't know why!

This is a slightly different story from this sea of absurdity that infests the site. Unlike the things that come out of the fanciful mind of some writers, this story is even very simple, since I do not relate trances with my mother or with my dog, nor do I narrate the saga of my romance with the wife of the cousin of the ex-girlfriend of my neighbor's brother-in-law, as we usually have the displeasure of reading. But I believe it will be considered interesting because it describes a situation that can happen to anyone... Who hasn't been interested in a woman who we can call unattractive, the one who doesn't stop traffic, doesn't have a messy body and doesn't have a perfect face, well... one of those who isn't considered very popular, but isn't a mockery either? This woman at first seemed strange to me, but over time she became extremely attractive and tempting. This case really happened, and to this day I wonder what got into me. It was a girl from a class I took, we'll call her Ella and as for me, we'll call her Dr. Love. Dr. Love is from Rio de Janeiro, 5'10", 160 pounds, long brown hair, 24 years old, and works in theater and music. She is already three years older than me, she was thin but had a little extra on the belly and the waist, she had full and attractive breasts (at least for me) with some crazy beaks. The hair was long, black, curly, the skin fairly white, showing some marks that women usually suffer from, some stretch marks, a little cellulite... but nothing too exaggerated, just reflections of the years that had passed. At first we didn't have much empathy for each other, I even commented to a friend that she was very strange. She used to wear a lot of pants (common women's jeans) and that bothered me a lot, later I would find out why... I think the first time I really noticed her was when she was wearing an ankle-length jeans skirt, and I've always hated that kind of outfit, but out of curiosity, maybe, I kept staring at that gap that she had next to her skirt. At first I thought it was just a male instinct, but I started to get worried when I started wishing she was wearing the blessed skirt instead of the pants (now I was finding out why they bothered me so much..hehehe). The situation became untenable when I saw her in a dress... it was a splendid sight, that printed dress, the kind you see a lot in the streets, which I always found sexy. He'd show the mark on his underwear a little bigger than usual, and that's something I've always hated, but in that case it didn't bother me at all, I'd give anything to see her half-naked at that moment... She didn't have much sympathy for me, she avoided looking at me, and when she did, her face was ugly... and she was a bitch! We sometimes crossed eyes in the room. I still thought it was strange what I was feeling but I tried to resign myself and no longer avoided. And she, sometimes it seemed that she understood and would give in, other times she made the face of someone who was not liked. I like to think that she fought with all her might against that desire that suddenly arose in our minds. Could it be that this guy, whom she saw nothing of and even found unpleasant at times, was gradually becoming tempting? After a while, I was no longer confused, I had already surrendered to the charms of that wretch without grace and without salt (?!?!?!) My God! The strange girl now seemed tempting, her sometimes hostile manner and the way of speaking that had previously bothered me now seemed sexy and suggestive. Despite having a body that was not aesthetically ideal within society's standards, I wished... and how I wished to experience that flesh. I sometimes caught myself looking and admiring, every mark, every flaw... I think! I thought I was crazy... but nothing could bring down the desire that I was nurturing for that tramp. I'd already given up and accepted the facts, I wanted, I wanted, I really wanted to fuck that girl, hormones in full bloom, uncontrollable libido, carnal lust. I wanted, I had, I needed to possess, eat... devour that woman. The difficult thing was to get close to the blessed one, I who had already praised her several times (I talked about the dress, the skirt) and she always acted in the same strange way, even being rude sometimes. But what a thrill it gave me! She must be very special, that way must hide something fantastic. I knew that deep down, deep down, she already knew what was going on... but despite everything, the creature resisted, fought against that will that arose. Until the day I met her at the bus stop at the end of the course, I happened to be in the car and offered her a ride, she was reluctant and I insisted that I was going to the side where she lived (I didn't even know where she lived) She gave in with her face half-closed. She was wearing a skirt neither too short nor too long, jeans...as I sat on the bench I could look at her tempting white legs, to which she adjusted herself and turned forward. I'd try to make a point, she'd respond monosyllabically... while I'd already be bloating from hard-on and imagining myself enjoying that little body in the backseat of the car. I commented on the weather, which was good to drink, to which she replied: It's too hot. I decided to ask her out for a beer, she made a "candy" but ended up accepting... we stopped at a roadside bar and we started talking until I got to the point where I talked about why, the way she acted when I complimented her. I'm not used to it. I complimented her again and said that she was very attractive and that I thought she didn't go very well with my face. - You're kind of weird, your way, long hair, earrings - I joked about it being ugly, she said it wasn't, but she thought that this music and rock business was making a lot of people crazy, high... I said it wasn't my beach, she kept saying that people were saying a lot of things about me. If I didn't know her and she approached you, you wouldn't talk to me? To which she replied: I don't know, I'm not here right now. There I felt that luck had smiled on me and I had to take it.. and fast! Even though she's not a "Goddess", she wasn't the "easy" type and always maintained respect in front of the guys, even for the reason of looking kind of obnoxious sometimes, but so what? I decided to open up, I said I didn't know why, but she was messing with me, she thought it was funny, and I kept saying it was serious and she thought it was interesting, and she said, -Are you singing to me? I swallowed it dry, but I didn't run away from the question. - What if it is? Is there a problem? - I don't know. - Why, am I too ugly? When she said she'd already said no, I said it was up to her... she got scared. - What? Well, if I think you're beautiful and you think I'm beautiful, what's stopping us? She hesitated for a moment, fearing the worst, and I was preparing to say something, but when I took a deep breath and prepared to speak up, she broke the silence. - Then that's good! I petrified for a few seconds and ended up asking if I could kiss her, at which she came facing my way. It was a sweet, wet, wonderful kiss... what a lovely mouth that wretch had, I couldn't help but think of the lovely kiss she should give, but then I changed my mind so it wouldn't spoil the mood. After we talked a little bit more and exchanged a few more kisses and caresses, she said that it was better that we leave because she was very well known. I didn't even ask the problem, I just asked where, then the following dialogue followed: - Anywhere. - Don't say that! - Why is that? -Because if you leave it to my taste, you're damned! - What's wrong with you? Do you have bad taste? It's just that I like places that are more private... You think I'm going like this? Hurry up, will you? Then I started to develop the matter to gain confidence. She was very reluctant because she thought that I might think badly of her... or suddenly comment with someone. I circumvented the situation and said that I would never do that and that it would be a great pleasure to enjoy a woman like her. At the same time as she spoke I kissed her and caressed her arm, her waist up to her legs. Let's go before I regret it! I couldn't believe it, I felt a tremor inside me, I jumped out, we got in the car and we went back to the road, on the way I asked if there was any special place, if I had any questions, because the answer was no, we landed in a motel nearby. We went in silent, jumped in the garage, went up the stairs... utterly silent. When I entered the room I continued without saying anything, without giving her time to think, I grabbed her and gave her a beautiful kiss and then laid her on the bed. The air conditioning had been turned on automatically, the door wouldn't open from the outside, it must have been almost 6:00 p.m. and it was still a little light, and there was nothing left to do but plunge into that ocean of pleasure that lay before me. I went on kissing her neck and then I came to those delicious nipples that became totally rigid the moment I passed my tongue, and I licked and sucked like a child while she caressed and kissed my head. What wonderful tits she had, they weren't in the standard of the media, but... Ah! Fuck the standard and the media. I was enjoying myself, it seems I can still hear the gentle sighs she gave as I circled her nipples with my warm, wet tongue. At the same time that I was enjoying her boobs, my hands were running down her smooth, soft legs, until I got under her skirt... that's when she hit the brakes but like a good little girl she was getting along very slowly, so I was slowly getting along and feeling all the sweat and the warmth emanating from that cave. After smoothing "the child" a little, I put my hand on her butt and stroked her pulp covered by a beautiful red lycra panties (as I like) of the well-behaved type, of those neither small nor large... the hardness went up my head and I tried to pull her inside, leaving her nailed to her cousin. I started to take off her sleeveless blouse and smooth her tummy to which she blushed and exclaimed: - Don't do that! - No, I would be ashamed! - What are you ashamed of? You're hot! - I whispered. She kissed me again and began to unbutton my blouse... when I was already shirtless, I asked him to wait a little, I sat on the bed and I bent down to take off my sneakers, she got up from the bed half awkwardly and taking off her panties from the sleeve went to the window, where she lingered in thought. I asked her what happened, and she said it was out of whack, and I said in a fucking tone I'd put the whack on now... I pulled it by the waist against my stick that was hard as stone. I laid her back on the bed and slipped my tongue from her breasts to the point of my desire. I pulled my panties to the side and fell on my face... what a sweet little face! Oh, my God! I was a little bit of a jellyfish... and I licked and I sucked and I delighted in that marvelous nectar that flowed out of that crack. When she was about to make fun of me, she grabbed me and got up to then push me into bed, stood upright in front of me, staring into my eyes as if hypnotizing me. She turned her back, took her hands up to her panties and was pulling them slowly so that they went back into her ass. She gave a seat on my stick and was rubbing her little ass on me. She turned around again and then it was her turn to start kissing my neck until she went down my belly and unzipped my zipper... then she asked me if I could take off my pants, to which I replied: Do you have any doubts? After carefully undressing me, leaving me with nothing but my underwear, she pulled my dick out and gave me a mouthful... the sound I heard when she took the first bite is unforgettable. The trembling hands ran across my chest and legs as my mouth worked. I couldn't bear to lie down and straightened myself at the head of the bed. She began to massage her "head" gently, moving her tongue from side to side... increasing the intensity until she started sucking like a whore, with a frightening voracity, an uncontrollable voluptuousness... I almost had a piece, leaning on the corner of the bed, she kind of sitting on one leg, with the other out, I could only see the bulk of the head going up and down...Fuck you!! I almost had a heart attack. I was delirious and talking nonsense. - Suck it, you whore! -Mommy on my paw, you slut! -Taste the taste of my cock... let it go down your throat... bitch! That's what I thought after I said a few words, but to my surprise, she got excited, grabbed my hand and put it on her ass, I grabbed it while she started rolling, then I realized, she really wanted to be abused. I began to gently rub my finger into the little hole and she cried as she pushed "the boy" deeper and deeper into her mouth, eventually choking. The creature was licking, salivating, drooling all over my dick, for me it was a profound delusion. And I'd still be in the shit. - Mama, mama... until I tell you to stop... - Go piranha!...you humiliate for me, are you like sucking and take in the ass?- -Imagine that everyone is watching you, show how you are submissive to me- When I said that, she pulled me to the edge of the bed, knelt on the floor and made a nervous, traditional whore-face, that frantic back and forth with her head along with muffled groans, I closed my eyes and raved, opened them in time to watch her raise her hips and roll, while I was saying nonsense to my ear. -Show Daddy that little girl has become a slut who loves to suck- She sucked and moaned...I was almost having fun when I decided to stop and prepare a 69...she was up and I was down, sometimes I stopped and watched through the mirror on the ceiling...I kept playing with her little ring, sometimes when I stuck my finger she complained, then I stopped and watched him blink, as if he was calling me <unk> ...what madness Hehehe!!! She wouldn't stop, it was like a machine, I could feel the saliva running down my dick and soaking the hair of the bag, but the blessing didn't stop. I became more violent in gestures and attitudes and to my surprise she didn't stop and always wanted more ... we were almost half an hour in 69. Until she joked and fell to the side...exhausted. You're good, aren't you? - With a machine like you I have to be... - I answered. He hugged me and we kissed again, the taste of my cock in her mouth was something fascinating. We positioned ourselves on Mom and Dad and I had no difficulty penetrating her, she came in easily. I began to put slowly, with all the affection, as if she was the woman in my life, she hugged me and kissed me with a tenderness without equal... (That was wonderful!) Moments later we were surrounded by "fire" again, his tongue moving wildly inside my mouth as I slapped his cheek and soaked in that beautiful red panties that had once again been pulled to the side. I asked her if she wanted to be my bitch, she said yes... then I told her to put her legs on my back and pull me into her, after all the silence, she let out the scream that was stuck in her throat: That's not what you want, to fuck me, humiliate me, then eat me! Without a doubt, she was the best thing that had happened to me in recent times. I stopped to not make fun of her, and I gasped as she looked at me and smiled at me with a dirty look. - That's good! I took a deep breath and I turned my back on her, pulled my panties back to the side, and I punched her honeycomb again. Because it was soft, sweet and fragrant... and red, very red... I carried his feet on my shoulder, his thighs against my belly, and it wasn't just a fried chicken, it was a super fried chicken. I'd pound my hip hard on her, watch her ass and those thighs shake, and the little marks that weren't so noticeable before would triple with the impact of the stitches. I punished mercilessly, while she screamed and put her hands on her breasts and belly. We stopped because that position was a little uncomfortable for her. It was even good to make that stop because I could hold the "milk" that was almost overflowing. I knew that if I made fun at that time I would cut her cheap, and my greatest pleasure is to satisfy the woman. I cynically asked if she wanted more, she got up and positioned herself on all fours and turning only her head back ordered me to enter willingly, asked to punch and break... with a request of those, I again punished the flesh of that Holy woman. At some moments I grabbed her hair and pulled, to which she pushed back. I was releasing a desire that had been held back for a long time, I was exploding in a phenomenal pleasure never felt before... that woman was climbing with a tremendous energy. I gave another stop to not mock, to which she almost powerlessly said: - Don't stop now! I kept the momentum up and sliced some nice caps on her ass, she couldn't take the pressure and bit the pillow... But it didn't work, I had to stop... I breathed calmly, I paused for a few minutes while I figured out how to break her bank. She was tough, she seemed insatiable... When I was getting myself together, I had the idea of rubbing the head of the stick on the entrance of her anus. She groaned softly and I was pushing to what she said: - I can't believe you want to do this! I dismounted Aphrodite...I was a bit unfunny but I replied: I want to finish with you, my dear! It hurts like hell! - Are you dropping out of the race? She snorted and remained silent, it was right, the old machete to break the bank of women in the "warrior". I rubbed my head on that pink anus, I asked her to let me eat just a little bit... I was waiting for the moment when she would ask for an arrest... The poor thing was brave and didn't ask, I stood over her and began to kiss her neck, she was groaning and writhing while I left the bastard aside and I started to get mean. I started poking hard, and she suppressed the moans of pain on the pillow. I didn't even care anymore, she didn't want to give a superior one? So hold on Bitch! Hold Dr. Love's trolley up your ass, Hehehe. Her panties were still pulled to the side, she was trying to get away from the spear, she asked if it wouldn't be better to take off the piece... I said no, I love panties, and then I was gonna take it with me as a souvenir and put it in my car's rearview mirror. - You are crazy! - She said. When she said that, I angrily stuck my head in. The miserable Bufou! He sniffed! but he didn't squeal, it seemed that he would endure the lock, the stick was already going out and in, with difficulty but it was. She began to "scream" and I said things like: Do you know how long I've wanted to fuck your little ass? I was trying to distract the security upstairs, because downstairs the intruder was already breaking in through the back door, and I could tell the difficulty by her expression, she was grinding her teeth and closing her eyes as I pushed. I stuck my tongue in her ear and started whispering a lot of things: - Bitch, you whore! - I'll own your ass, bitch! She couldn't resist the pressure back there, started rolling to see if it would relieve the feeling. And as the child rolled, that was the most beautiful, sexy thing my eyes had ever seen. As I rolled and cried, I enjoyed and crawled more and more, without pity ... at that moment a feeling of perversity took over, I realized how the suffering of others can be pleasurable, consequently I realized how sometimes sex can become an evil ritual. The stick went in, went in deep... I went with it in the swirl, I went with the rhythm... until I started to punch. That difficulty was gone, her anus was looking like a sketch, smooth, wet and warm, very hot. I'd kick her ass with a burning desire, she'd scream and moan like a whore, and I couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure. I decided to stop and ask her if she was in pain, but she would push the donkey back and say, - That's not what you fucking want! No no, now go all the way! It seems that she was freaked out! Good for me, I started to pat her ass and I stuck the whole stick, TO THE TALK! I confess that it scared me a little bit... the stick went in and out as if it were in butter. The hole was no longer a hole it was a crater that "sniffed" without stopping. She seemed to want to prove something, maybe for herself, she acted as if she wanted to break a barrier or cross a boundary. The bag was hitting her buttock, and she was pushing the donkey back, and she was completely insane, pleasure mixed with madness, and I wonder to this day what would have triggered that reaction, would it have been the initial pain? I could see that my member was completely buried in the anus of that girl... girl? Then she would be a real woman, and what a woman! As I looked at myself in the mirror, bombing, imposing and victorious, I had a delightful sensation on the dick, a delicious warmth that invaded making me lose my senses... fuck! The condom had burst! My heart raced and I stopped to mention what had happened, when I was going to take my mast from inside, she went back and sat on my lap shouting: - No, you won't. I got scared. - What is it? - Now that I'm here, it's not going to go out like that. No, you don't know how hard it is to do, I never got it right. Now that I got it, we're going all the way. I found it so exciting that I didn't care about the risks I was taking (don't do that!) and I started kissing her back, she sat on my lap and then it was her turn to start pissing on me. We were sweating, sweating... but we were enjoying that moment that a long time ago, we never imagined was possible... And inside it was getting hotter and hotter, and outside she turned around (without taking her dick out of her ass) and kissed me madly. She said that she never thought that she could have any pleasure in giving ass, and I said that she deserved a lot more because she was wonderful, and when I asked her if she would give ass, I was surprised by the answer. Now it's good for poop, but when I take it off I'll feel the damage. I just laughed and complained that she had such a cute little ass, she didn't mind and said I'd be the last one to try it. I decided to stop holding it and I locked it with a golden key and let my joy explode inside her I flooded her with that hot fucking she gave an animalistic scream and it looked like she had fun too (I didn't ask) After I'd ejaculated into her rectum, I'd slow down and she'd say, Man, that's so good, putz, hurt hurts, but that part is so good, it's better than laughing in front, you know? I didn't know anything, I never felt anywhere and I didn't care much either. She fell on top of me and gave me another kiss. I let it all out. - Thank you! - She was joking. From that day onwards that antipathy, enmity fell and we became faithful lovers...each transaction was better than the other and no one in our midst ever suspected anything. After a while, she fell in love and started dating, and our fling ended, but it was good while it lasted. And by the way, just for the record, the promise was not fulfilled, after this I still sodomized her (Enrabei) several times, sometimes it was hard but it came out, in the end she ended up liking it...hehehe This is Dr. Love saying good-bye. ♪ I've got a feeling ♪ ♪ I've got a feeling ♪