My reaction was to accept that attitude of the tomboy of only seventeen. And I responded to the kisses and hugs. When I noticed my hard member, which throbbed wanting to get out of his underwear, she bends down. And, after putting it in view, he started to suck my penis very madly. I had never seen a woman perform oral sex on a man like that girl, who, even at a young age, showed intense knowledge in the field of sex.

 She moaned erotically as she swallowed my entire mast, the depth of her throat never seemed to end. Crazed with lust, I put her on all fours on the couch When I lifted her clothes I realized that she was naked, without panties, and her pussy was smooth, fleshy and with a clitoris so fleshy that I couldn't hold it, I fell into that delicious vagina and suckled on her for several minutes, making her moan even more with pleasure. Then I stuck the stick as hard as a stick.

 Varnished and with a huge head, red and very thick in that luscious hole of gala. The little slut rolled and groaned while I punched with extreme force, in and out, with force and continuously. Our delicious naughtiness lasted for about an hour and we only stopped because we were afraid of being caught practicing that bitching inside my wife's house. She came and even so she continued to satisfy me, she didn't give a damn. But he insisted that I punch the stick in his mouth to ejaculate my hot milk into his throat.

He was lying on the couch and told me to put the tape on his huge mouth, so I complied with his request and started fucking like he was penetrating her vagina, filling it with wild, high-speed movements. The little bitch was very experienced, her throat was already loose for practicing this form of sex, she didn't even feel any kind of discomfort. I had a strong orgasm like a horse and she swallowed the sperm. Then, afterwards she found the situation amusing.

And I licked my lips, savoring the salty taste of the pica milk I had just sucked from my cock, still passed out after the tremendous beating taken from that experienced little whore that fascinated me. We barely showered and settled down like two responsible people, with an impeccable character. And Carmen, my wife, arrives, who has nothing to suspect. We continued in this sodomy for over a year. Whenever we were alone, the stick ate loose and I got along with that shameless slut. The naughty sister-in-law loved giving her ass, just imagine a woman who was crying while a huge cock male — 22 x 4 cm — tore her tight little hole.

 The girl was lying on all fours on the sofa in the living room, with her head bent towards the floor. Its tail stuck up towards the roof. I came over the top and stuck my stake in that hot and tasty ass, punching with intense force, like a savage, and she loved my rude way of fucking her ass. In our conversations she claimed to have finally found the ideal type of partner to fulfill her sexual fantasies. He always wanted to go to bed with a male who knew how to explore his body, roll up his horny little holes and tear his body, using the stick and not his hands.

Without a shadow of a doubt, he had arrived to stay in the life of that excited woman who yearned to live profoundly slutty.  We would have moved on if the devil who united us had not been a tremendous betrayal and had not unmasked us in front of my wife. The daughter of a mare distrusted us and put the neighbor to watch over us whenever she was out of the house, and it worked, the scoundrel caught us fucking in the yard on a holiday morning. When Carmen Lucia had taken our son to see relatives and left us alone. That time I went completely wrong, it was a tremendous hesitation and the shack was big.

The house came down and we separated. She left, living with her parents, while I stayed with my family. Too young and without judgment I allowed myself to be controlled by the brainless head of my member, I sacrificed the son who left with his mother and I never saw him again, except a few years ago, married and already the father of a girl. I'm already a grandfather. As for the sister-in-law, she disappeared from the map and I never saw her again. He was the disposable type, who fucks a married male, destroys his marriage and then disappears.

But okay, no whining about my failures, after all, I might not be very old at the time, but I was not innocent enough to be unaware of the consequences of my actions. Damn, with so many whores giving soup out there, I went to get the naughty sister-in-law right away? I really deserved to have had a lady beaten up by the ex-wife's relatives, but I was lucky once again and escaped unscathed. Capricious woman, that one.

 After she became aware of the horn that she took from her rascal husband, she left and never returned, she knew if she appreciates and arranged a marriage with another man, with whom she formed a new family. The idiot here went around the world getting ready. It seems that in our youth we are mentally weak, we plant an endless amount of bad seeds and we think that we will never reap the rotten fruits of our actions. My walk in this world started badly since the first woman crossed my path.

Perhaps because of the disappointment suffered by his first girlfriend and the others who came after her. Or, who knows, due to the abundance of suitors who appeared before my insatiable gaze, because having only one partner in bed with whom to seek pleasure was always too little for me. I learned, even in my youth, sexual addiction. While most other men wasted time, enjoying football or the like, I was looking for pussy. For me, nothing was more important in life than a good fuck, I became an individual enslaved by the impure desires that took over my body every second.

I only thought about sex and the worst acts of immorality excited me. I began to seek in my partners sexual practices of the most intense and increasingly immoral. He spent most of his free time watching porn videos and learning from them the practice of new acts of sodomy. On the road of life that I traveled, I came across so many contrasts that if I were to comment here, I would have to make use of an immense number of pages, however, one thing became permanent in my existence, the curse of never being able to be happy. It may have been due to the various disappointments that I caused in the women who were crying along the way or the insensitivity of not being able to avoid the suffering of those who chose to love me.

What I am really sure of is that I played too much with the feelings of others and, in the end, I got screwed, because everything indicates that I bought an unpleasant fight with the Creator or destiny, who decided to punish me for it. There were many mistakes, I never really loved. What kept my love relationships from working out was the dishonest inclination of my heart, because while the partner suffered from wanting to live an enchanted dream, I just wanted to fuck tirelessly, morning, afternoon and night.

That was where my biggest problem lived, women are generally romantic, sensitive, too dreamy, and see sex as part of the feeling that burns in the heart, whether it be love or passion. Men like me are more interested in breaking the coconut! It matters little about sentimentality. While they think, act and feel with the soul I with the penis. That simple. That way it was one failure after another. Even though I was an insensitive idiot, I still managed to fall in love and love on some occasions, if a person like me can live that kind of feeling. I can only say that I loved, yes, but in my loose, uncommitted way.

And I will not deny that even with my heart turned inside out in several cases I also cried with longing when I lost great passions. Time passed and I never got it right, I remained alone, empty. As time went by, I became a man without an emotional identity.  That is, it was like a shadow that walked in an intermediate world, between reality and illusion, in a moment as a person and in another as a ghost, a spirit, a simple mist that falls in this world so thin and smooth that it is hardly noticed. I became invisible to the female eye because I seemed too insensitive.

 Unable to be sincere in relationships, in my actions as a lover, because I no longer know how to pretend the passions so well that I often lived with a passionate face, but basically without the least interest in those with whom I slept. My falsehood was so great that it avoided looking at me in the mirror several times because I couldn't bear to face my cynical face.

And without any shame. And that attitude led me to hurt so many innocent people, who believed in my false promises of love. Arrogant and presumptuous, I never listened to the voice of reason that screamed inside me at all times. Alerting me of the imminent danger that pointed with certainty towards the approach of loneliness and the unhappy life that would inevitably cross my unruly and without responsibility wanderings, to charge for my own. mistakes made and offenses provoked against those who did not deserve it.

However, even for so much to hear the conscience that warned me of this possibility, I went on practicing evil on all sides, I confess that I was amused to see a crowd of women running after me, as if I were a god of pleasure, humbling myself for a little bit of my attention. I never had physical beauty, but I was born with the privilege of being very lucky to be involved with the opposite sex.

 I could even pick my fingers with whom to sleep and practice all the erotic fantasies I wanted. From the youngest girl to the crown I took the letter and then, after they tasted mine that came out of my huge and bulky mast, they were so bewitched that I wanted more and more, they became dependent on the flavor that my condensed milk had and some of them cried asking for just a little more.

The other guys wondered how a guy with no money and no grace could arouse such interest in women to the point that they tear up behind him, and my answer has always been the same for them, I told them that chicks are not just after physical appearance in a male. , but of a huge member and the ability to be able to tear them in bed, turning them completely inside out. The truth is that they really like to feel a massive penis.

Throbbing inside your body. Well, at least that was how I thought and surely, I continued with that conviction, because of that I broke my face and today I find myself stuck between four walls, forgotten, writing stories like this. Hoping that someone will be interested in reading. Because I had too much attention from women, I snubbed them and stepped heavily on their heads. In my view, they were just something with which I could satisfy my most insane and immoral desires. I never stopped to see them any other way, because I came from an orthodox family.

 Where my father was extremely macho and my mother was wearing sandals, it was difficult to look at the weaker sex in any other way. In those days, every man was sexist and every woman was worthless, that explains my attitudes. Things were very different from what they are now, there was no viaduct, where the world is totally taken by effeminate people. It is ridiculous to see that most of the males of this century decided to give so much value to women that they go so far as to want to give up the honor of being a man and wearing skirts, dresses and panties.

Homosexuality is the Evil of the Century, as a virus is dominating the entire planet and children are already born infected by this accursed virus, girls wear blue and boys wear pink. In addition, the media is there to encourage this abomination. We are the crown of creation, being a real male should be pride for any man, shameful is being a woman, carrying a stick between your legs and spending nine months in a mess. Due to the creation I received from my old father, who was extremely macho and detested these naughty gays.

I also bring with me the idea that we were born with the mission of rolling up the mouth of the balloon and our main mission is to turn pussies inside out. Those who prefer to stay on all fours, with their butt up. Receiving thrusts in their holes made woman deserve to die burnt alive, as they are the scum of humanity. In my times of sexual adventures, I left a lot of vagina, anus and loose mouths after putting my huge mast in them. I didn't usually cool off, when I took a partner to bed.

I committed to leaving her passed out after a deep orgasm. And that was my quality that they most admired. As much as the feminists of the modern world say they are contrary to these arguments. Everyone knows that in the end every woman seeks this type of sexual pleasure. Because if it were not so there would not be so many cases of infidelity in our society. We can see wives dissatisfied with their spouses and vice versa. Today's marriages do not last for more than two or three years, couples who take longer than that together live cheating.

And what is the reason for such a marital disgrace? Lack of a pleasurable sex that allows lovers a complete and unique enjoyment. People work too much, study too much and run too far in search of material goods, opportunities for diverse wealth, money, professional growth, and forget that it is sexual fulfillment that keeps the flame of the old passion alive. Do you know why I always preferred to live an intense passion for just one night than love for a lifetime? For the simple reason of knowing that it is a powerful.

Lasting and eternal feeling, but cold and dull. Loving without a hint of overwhelming passion is like eating a food without salt, totally tasteless. In the same way we can compare a love relationship between two people where there is no extreme lust. For me it was always like that, the wild sex of the type that leaves my scalp scaled is the only one capable of completing me, I hate slow, cold and emotionless sex. I made several women happy in bed. But, also, crying in pain after the process, completely burned by carrying a stick in the hole. I am damned lucky to relate only to the little ones, under six feet.

I only had sex with a tall cat once and I confess I didn't like it. He went up and into the woods, crazy! We had left a party and had no money to pay for a motel. We were in a neighborhood almost outside the city and burning in an almost uncontrollable tare. So, there was no other way, we went inside and decided to climb there. It was complicated, the deny was at least six feet tall against my few centimeters, I was forced to stand on tiptoe to reach the target.

The slut had to be hunched over, in the Rainbow position and I started to leverage her ass with strong thrusts that made him moan, wiggling that crazy ass. She said she felt the tip of my mast hitting the bottom of her uterus, it is so big. That's what they like, I have no doubt, and if the male can't give his partner that kind of pleasure, he'll take a horn. This chat of which size is not a document is nothing but chat

Try a thick and bulky (GGV) and then a tiny penis, then you will see the difference. You will know that it is more pleasurable to feel the pounding of a giant mast on the walls of your cave than that small, thin little thing tickling the entrance to the burning hole. Of course, there is no point in having a work tool if it does not work properly, I am not here, talking about powerless clubs, but about the turbines! Of all the lovers I was able to meet and enjoy, Fernanda was the best and most delicious.

I was not young or had the least beauty that could be placed at the top of the long list of women I slept with during my existence in this world, but I guarantee it was the most exciting sexual experience I have had. Think of a complete woman, of those who come across everything in bed. Beside him I managed to realize some crazy fantasies that with the others I didn't even get close to. She was one of those fiery cats to the extreme, as soon as we arrived at the motel apartment and was already undressing, getting naked, then she insisted on undressing me, always in an agitation that only increased my lust.

Then he threw me on the bed and, holding my mast with one hand, I swallowed it whole with my mouth, stuffed it in my throat until I hit the bag and it was delicious. Then he climbed on top of the stick, putting everything in the tiny pussy and kept wiggling. Moaning as he kissed me on the mouth. Besides knowing how to fuck the bastard so well, she still had lust in her ass, which I love, and after a few minutes punching in the greedy pussy of the girl she changed to the ass and rode like crazy, putting her hands on her head and massaging her long hair black and curly, it was an incredibly nice scene to see.

It turns out that, as always, the only thing that motivated me to be with her was sex, I loved all our slutty things done together, no other woman had made me happier in a fuck like that. Because of that, we stayed together for three years, enjoying what could be better in a relationship for two. That brunette really knew how to take a male to the heights during a crazy fuck. It was then that, unfortunately, that sweetness had to leave for another state, went to live in the city of Manaus and we never saw each other again. Good things in life are like that, they suddenly appear and then disappear in the blink of an eye.

That's why I usually make the most of what comes my way, after all, who guarantees that it won't disappear in a snap of the fingers? I prefer not to risk or pay to see. Since Fernanda, no other woman with whom I lay in a bed to climb has given me such pleasure. Most of them are loose women who can't even swallow a bite halfway through, a bunch of softies. For me, a woman who does not suck, does not give her tail or drinks gala at the time of my enjoyment has nothing. In fact, I think I forgot to talk about this magnificent quality that she possessed. Special people like that are needed.

But, that's it, they go through our lives in the same way that we spend in many others, time does not stop and we move on, living and providing so many other news for those who are pleased to cross the long journey that everyone will have to travel until reaching that last day. The moment when we will inevitably make that trip without return, where we have no idea what awaits us. Although some scholars of the spiritual world claim that there is such a reincarnation, that the souls of the dead will return to live a new history in this land, after a certain time, taking on a new form, in new bodies.

I do not know, sometimes I allow myself to believe in this ideology, however, on other occasions I consider it just a tremendous bullshit. Was such a thing possible? Well, I can be sure of one thing, one day we will all die. And this talk of heaven and hell, is it true? Hell, if this really exists, I'm in trouble! After all, if it is as they say, the good guys will rest in paradise and the bad guys will burn in the fire forever. Now take a good look at my current human condition: I am a tremendous son of a bitch, enslaved by sexual desire, alive chained in the dungeons of sin and addicted to women, how would I be accepted up there?

They say that angels do not have sex. Yes, there is a reason why it is difficult for the saints to understand how difficult it is to resist a pair of very fleshy asses. If a man were born without desire, it would be easy to resist the fire that burns, at the tip of his member whenever a tail in a skirt passes before him, a true invitation to the sodomy that consumes us. Look, if you don't have these things in heaven, I'm not interested in going there.

The world we live in is real shit, a lot of violence, corruption and social inequalities, but, damn it, this fucking thing makes up for everything bad that exists here. I like to be people, to have been born on this planet, mainly being male to punch in the asses that cross my road and not the other way around, as many fools do out there, choosing the viaduct. If this reincarnation conversation is true, I want to be born a million times as a man. Never a woman, the saints who will save me from such bad luck. Far be it from me on all fours in front of a male, especially if he's a pervert and gifted like me.

Well, but I must admit that if I am born a woman, I will be the greedy type, I want everything big and thick, men with thin and small cock I send out, these are not even for tickling. Sometimes I get scared of myself, with that crazy tare that burns inside me as if it were a fire constantly lit, where dry wood is thrown so that it never goes out. What the hell with an uncontrollable urge to have sex that never goes away, is never completely satisfied or allows me to feel fulfilled? Worst of all, I am not the only one in this sad situation, there is a crowd of other people, living in the same situation.

Men and women who seem to have been born endowed with this total sexual dependence, enslaved by desire and chained by lust. As much as I try I can't get rid of this insane desire to stick my dick in a hot hole, no matter who it is, the important thing is that it gives me pleasure. I realize this in particular when I know a partner willing to enjoy this kind of slutty. The bed catches fire when two people eat with the same intensity. As I mentioned earlier, I was fortunate to meet an almost irreplaceable partner, at least until now, of those who are always willing to fulfill all the fantasies that arise in the head of a crazy male like me.

Fernanda, the crown that I fucked with the greatest will and never found another like it. That bitch won't be easy to forget, but there are many worlds without horny people. My slutty lady, I don't even like to think of sharing a bed with that kind of person. I tend to despise three things: Coffee without sugar, food without salt and a cold woman. Everything for me has to be high temperature, even a good fuck. I am a slave to sexual immorality and do not cling to superfluous feelings like passion and love.

I live constantly in search of satiating the hunger that my dick feels for anus and cunt. I love women who like to give their asses and those who are addicted to drinking hot milk on the tip of a well-endowed male. One day a friend confessed to me that she couldn't stand to see a big, thick, veiny cock that soon wanted to fall on her mouth, swallowing the damned thing up to the sack. After he told me that, I dared to show him a picture of my very hard cock.

 One that I always carry on my cell phone. She went crazy and begged me to let her take a live look, which I immediately allowed. As soon as I opened my pants and the bulky bludgeon appeared with a big, thick, red and smooth head like a tomato that the madwoman fell on her mouth. Good thing we were in my apartment and I was able to fuck her from mouth to ass without time to breathe.