My Starving Booty, Perdition and Salvation II

My Starving Booty, Perdition and Salvation II

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In my previous post I told you about my trick with a skinny guy, here's a summary:I was getting blown by the PC repairman from the building's office, with an incredible cock when what happened happened. Thing is that Mr. Facha, with his marvelous pornography and silk hands, started ramming me and on the third thrust, it exploded. Yes, you read that right, my anaconda burst in my intestines, without giving me time to enjoy her, to give her a good welcome. A big wave of cum came straight into my rectum.

-Ahhhh!!! Ahhh!!! It's over!!!.-The jerk shouted.

I knew at least three seconds before his shout announced it, and I was about to yell at him when the electric doorbell rang and I heard my husband's unmistakable voice:

-Hi Lu!

At that moment, the kid got stuck in my ass.And here we pick up again! -Ssflocksh! Let's say this is the only way to graph the unzipping, the abrupt exit of a massive cock from my now widened hole behind. We settled into our legs. I was so perturbed that I didn't even complain about the abrupt eviction of his cum from my ass. To make it worse, it seemed like the surfer had an open sperm canal for me because his ass was full of cum. In the middle of the trap, danger put its finger in my ass. Kili turned red, we weren't reacting, fear paralyzed us. -Hello Lu!.- We heard again. I drew strength from where there wasn't any and got up with adrenaline burning my chest. Kili, a stupid guy, was flailing around, splashing cum on the floor. -Put on the slut that gave birth to you!.-I lifted him by weight while adjusting my thong. My butt was overflowing with semen and my husband must have been coming upstairs! I pushed Kili out at the empujones. I told him to leave through the stairs. I locked it with a key when he left. I ran to the bathroom, took off my thong, and cleaned myself up a bit with it from what was falling from the milk. I threw the thong into the bathtub, opened the shower to get it wet. I was running to my room in search of another thong when I heard the elevator open. I put on another thong at lightning speed and ran to open the door. On the way, I threw a pillow from the couch onto a cum puddle and cursed Kili internally. The door opened. -Hello Lu! Why didn't you answer, you stupid one?.-He asked me. -I was going to take a shower, love, I was getting undressed and you surprised me!.-I excused myself. My heart was racing at a thousand, I must have given the best performance of my life because it didn't seem like he noticed anything strange. He hugged me and gave me a big kiss on the mouth. He came hot. I pulled out the card at the touch. This son of a slut was coming hot from outside! Either he got excited on the way, looking at some butt that crossed him, or he was also trapped and the cutie left him with cum in his eye, which seemed more likely to me. (Because whenever one is in lack, think the same of the other! Law of balance, jeje)

INFALLIBLE TIP. When a guy comes from the street, work or wherever, and arrives hot, with his tie undone and grabs you with an unusual voracity; it's sure, what got him hot ISN'T the old verse that we've been fed for decades: I couldn't wait to get there and make love. NO LADIES!

That story is outdated. Our macho guy comes in a blaze because someone warmed up his flute at the office, on the subway, at the supermarket, on the street, on the bus, at the morgue court, wherever he went. They're going to collect with our bodies, an alien fever, a rise we're not responsible for. They come to unload the lust that some ass in pants, mini skirt, tight jeans or mini shorts awakened. A pair of breasts enclosed in a top, an infarcting neckline, a headmaster's face... In short, ALWAYS suspect spontaneous heats that come from the street!

And I keep telling you because my thread is getting away; my guy sent me off at someone's ass while eating his mouth, which reinforced my theory. The slut mom! She still had a lot of the kid inside! She cornered me against the entrance door and kept going, already drunk. Her hand was rubbing my buttocks and caressing my pussy through the fabric.

I was scared he'd realize I had a full tank. The slow and inevitable emptying of the brown stuff, due to gravity's effect, would probably be staining my thong by now. I thought quickly. I followed his game. I stopped him nicely, biting his lips, letting our tongues play passionately. I grabbed his package. I lowered his pants, playing desperate, and released his dick. He was sloppy! It's sure this jerk comes with the old heat!

I was teasing his cock when I felt that, pushing through the fabric, he... sent him a finger in the butt. My heart stopped for an instant, he hesitated.
What happened baby? Did you get stuck up to the ass? He asked.
Don't ask me how I came up with what I responded, but sometimes desperation leads us to improvise anything:
Oh no papu! I was behaving badly... I started playing with a console! I said with a voice like a girl consented to warm-up.
He opened his eyes wide, surprised.
Did you buy a console? He asked me.
No. I replied with a security that even amazed me.
I made one myself. They taught us to improvise in a sex program on Utilisima!
I don't know why I didn't burst out laughing at the sound of myself.
His laughter almost infected me, but I got serious:
Seriously, you're so stupid! I protested.
You're messing with me. He said.
No way. With a Dove deodorant container, some tape to secure the lid well, and a condom to cover it, you can improvise a beautiful console. And since I was bored and missed you tannnntoooo...
I told him this last part in a voice like a slut, teasing him.
Hmmmm seriously? He responds. I missed you as much as you missed me? He adds.
Lying dialogues. I think we both suspected each other, but we kept going with the flow.
I'm here baby. He consoles me, petting me all over. Let me do your Booty to my butt! I'm the title holder of that butt!
I don't respond. I kneel down and blow his cock. Savagely. Without giving him time to think about the nonsense I just said. He leaned against the door and grabbed my hair. He knows very well that I don't like it when he pushes my head while I'm sucking his cock, but he forgets many times and remembers later.
I stopped the blowjob abruptly and warned him:
If you want me to keep sucking, my love, don't mess with my hair and let me be!. I retorted.
He obeyed. He let himself be done with. I savored the abundant pre-seminal liquid he had, impregnating his cock with that particular aroma. I love that perfume to a hot guy, that salty, viscous, delicious flavor! My mouth went down on his balls, I'd take them whole, alternating one and the other. Swallowed guys, something inevitable in these incursions, but it's part of the job. She sucked him off like a slut, well done, swallowed everything, passed my tonsils and continued its course inside my mouth, but I'm already used to swallowing it this way in my mouth, just enjoy, only that, because I don't know if I told you that I love sucking a good cock (yes, I think I did). -Ssssss!!! Ahhhh!!! See you, perrita!!!-I could hear his pleasure in the silence of the apartment. He unbuckled his pants and lowered them with his boxers, leaving both at ankle height. I had a DEJA VU. This had happened before! Exactly minutes before! Jijiji! He lifted me up from my shoulders and asked for no small talk to get my ass. -I want to grab your Booty my love! Give me the ass because I have a fever that won't go away!.-He threw himself, so romantic he was. He led me by the hand to the sofa. He walked like a fat penguin, with his pants down, taking little steps and stumbling. I was wiggling my ass a few steps ahead of him, teasing him. I knelt down and grabbed his cock. -Let me do it to my papu!.-I asked. He let himself be done. I ran my thong and positioned the tip at the entrance. The fear of being discovered made wonders in my sphincter, contracting the dilation that had been brutally subjected to my hole just moments before. I think fear is a factor that can ruin a good anal sex session. I'm talking about the fear of giving up the poop, which closes us quite a bit, making everything difficult, and also referring to the cuiki. Watch out girls when you're being anally screwed; a sudden contraction of the powerful muscles of the sphincter can cause the amputation of the lover's member. Let's continue. The tip was in the right place, pushing the slippery asterisk. A watery thread of already half-diluted semen was flowing. that same cum filled up all the scrape and tip of the cock. Pushed and slid like through a tube. Obvious! Collector had been widened at least 2 lanes! -Ah, ah, si!!!-. I screamed. -Does it hurt mom?.-The cuck asks me. It hurts!!! Jajaja! I wanted to laugh so hard, but I repressed the laughter. I had just eaten a nutria that doubled its size and weight and was wondering if its 'pinchilita' was hurting me!!! A huge ego the crazy one! Jajaja! -Ahhh!!! No my love, it's because you're making me come so rich!!-. I answered. I was pumping at a good rhythm. I don't understand how he didn't notice, since his heat was so big that he couldn't feel the sperm his thrusts were pulling out of my hole and running towards my pussy. When I felt it, I sent my hand to touch it to spread it over my sex, and as I did, I scratched his balls with my nails, softly, because I know that drives him crazy. -Ahhh!!! See!!-. He let out. He was pulling my ass back really far, my Booty was eating me up. I had to screw him in a huge way, to make him so crazy he wouldn't reason about the small-big details that betrayed me as an unfaithful slut. There was no need to be Sherlock Holmes to figure it out: The ass soaked, bigger than Maravilla Martínez, the dirty thong, the internal viscosity of that butt... I thought trashing him with a wild fuck would give me the chance not to let him think, not to tie up the ends. It was working. He took hold of my waist and attacked with brutal force. That was my guy! He had a respectable cock, not a Kraken between his legs like Kili. But he had an impressive endurance. He pulled out the met-saca and held it deliciously. I started to stimulate my clitoris, with caresses that increased in rhythm gradually, already re-heated also. -Splasch! Splasch! Splasch!- His balls were counting my pussy and ass, my tits jumped through the air and my waist seemed to dislocate Siiiii! The most captivating sound on earth: The balls were banging against my vagina with each thrust, his testicles still tapping against me. With one hand I was rubbing my breasts, and with the other I took him by the shoulder and pushed me back to impale myself on his cock. -Splasch! Shhlgsh! Shhlgsh! Shhhoch!

I had almost forgotten about the flood of cum in my anus, the anal sex was sounding like too much splashing. To muffle the sound, I started enjoying it out loud:

-Ahhhhhhh!!! Siiii!!! Ahhh!!! Cogeme pussy!!! Asiii!!! Haceme bien el ass!!! Ahh!!!Ahhh!!Ahhh!!!Ahhh!!!

I made a scene that must have been heard all the way down to the first floor or so.

The guy had room for doing it well. He didn't stop. He was sawing my ass with vehemence, with a rolling lust.

-See mami!!! Asiii Luuu!!! Abrite bien el ass hija de slut !!! Asiii!!! Gozalo putitaaa!!!.-His obscenities got me even hotter.

How far I had left the memory of Kili's precoital performance. So much cock up my butt! I thought. I loved the certainty that my boyfriend was a better lover. Kili had left me halfway there, flooded with sperm and with my butt made into a flower, but now if I was enjoying a revenge, an anthology fuck, with my husband demonstrating all his wisdom and skill.

It seemed like his cock was fitting all the way in my ass with barbaric power, he moved by pushing it with his belt, from there to up he kept quiet taking my hips, my breasts and going back to take my hips to push himself all inside me, but then he pulled it almost to his head and gave a big thrust that made me jump, again and again, and I fell onto the sofa with my arms outstretched, looking for better support because it seemed like I was going to be thrown forward by his thrusts, his brutal grip was hurting and heating me up, his desires transmitted in those attacks against my little hole were making me delirious.

-Splasch! Splasch! Shhlgsh! Shhlgsh!

The vaivén was driving me crazy. I felt the tingling in the walls of my ass every time the intruder turned back, violent, hard, implacable. With my index and ring fingers well inserted between the pool that flowed from my cajeta and the milk that continued to dislodge my butt, I rubbed my clitoris with the speed that announces an imminent orgasm.

My knees gave way, but he held me tight.

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhh!!! Ahhh!!! SEEEE!!!! AAAHHHH!!!! Acabooooooo!!!! Siiiii!!!!

The lioness inside me jumped out and I wouldn't be surprised if at the next consortium meeting, one of the topics would be the disturbing noises of some excessive lovers, ejem! 😉

My man slowed down a bit, practically pulling it all out to put it back in with a single thrust. I was bending over the intensity of my orgasm. My skin was erect, made into a soggy mess, and the cock that wouldn't leave my ass alone.

He struggled to grab my breasts, so he ripped off the top, literally making a mess with a bestial fury. I didn't protest. I couldn't almost speak. It was just one groan, one sigh dissolving into the most infernal sleep.

-Hmmmmm!!! Ahh! Ahh! Hmmmm!!! HHHHHHHHHmmmmmmmm!!!

He grabbed my nipples, pinched them, rubbed them, and sucked on my breasts... He knows the son of a slut. I love that. Another orgasm, like a wave, shook me all over.

-Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!! Ohhh!!! SSSSSi!!! SSSSIIIIIIIIII!!! Ahhhhhhh!-

The screams were tearing apart, lasciviously afiebrado. He increased the speed, feeling my satisfied moans, as if I was finishing like a crazy where to receive the floggings, so hot that it filled my ass (even more) with cum.

His sperm shots felt warm, abundant, divine!

-AHHHH!!! SEEEEE!!! Te llenooooO!!! Siiii!!!!-

We collapsed onto the sofa. Transpiring, with our breathing interrupted, exhausted. I was biting my ear, breathing Hot to the ear (knows I can) and licking my neck. We separated after a while of post-coital miming. -To hell with you, as if you filled me up! You're overflowing!.-He said, making himself a jerk. -If pussy, how won't you overflow if you're a stud!.-I mimed his ego. He walked away again, walking like a fat fool to the bathroom with his pants down. I laughed my ass off. He winked at me. Then I got into the shower with him and he sucked my dick until I came again. Later, he asked about the computer, which wasn't working. I told him that Kili was repairing it, that he would come later because he went to get a replacement, and that's why he left his backpack. He believed me. I sent an SMS to Kili telling him the alibi, he came at the time, making himself a big jerk (What ease men have for that!) Fixed the comp and charged $300!!! $300 to repair a PC bollocks, suck my ass, fill me up with cum in the fastest cum of history. A bargain! But one kid blocked another, and I got out clean from that dirty trick. Bah! Clean is a way of saying it, because the implant is still pending for the Laverrap. And now that I think about it, the skinny guy from Laverrap looks at me with some eyes... Maybe in the next post I'll tell you about that. Chaíto!