Episode 1 here: http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/4467843/Sak-Yant---Episodio-1-Perdedor.html
I had never heard those words, didn't know what they meant or in what language but the most alarming thing is that I didn't remember having written them or drawn on that paper. Already abstinence was driving me crazy, I thought, and I didn't give it more importance than one gives to dreams which are mere brain exercises to keep active. The preparations for my move to a town in the province didn't leave me time to think about those things.
A week later I woke up excited on the bus and she was sitting next to me. Her eyes were shining and somehow I felt them threatening, looking at me as I slept. When I reacted, she was already getting off and I followed her to say something but stuttered and only managed to get off behind her, risking being thought of as if I wanted to chase her. On landing on the sidewalk, I smiled at her and unusually the girl said Do you want to go get something?
I accepted and felt unusually secure having the initial chat between two people who just met. Bah, or so I thought because according to Elizabeth (that was her name) we had already met. Between beers and fried potatoes she reminded me that we went to the same school but different grades (I finished 2 years earlier) and that surely I didn't remember because she looked very differently. She told me that once she defended herself from some guys inside the men's bathroom where I had just entered. Few times do I solve something with violence but seeing them cowardly mistreat a little girl, my chain broke loose and I gave several punches. Those two dudes were threatening to hit her if she didn't give them her body and Eli felt that if I didn't interrupt them like that they would rape her. After the episode we both changed schools and so we didn't know about each other anymore. It was strange that nothing had grown between us. tears during his narration and that he had even sketched out a resentful smile when remembering the situation. His eyes were fire and invaded me so much that I almost couldn't answer him when he said let's go to the house.
We took a car in complete silence and I noticed that despite the heat she was wearing the same scarf that covered her neck. Upon arriving at the place, I made her wait for me on a couch from where I could see the decoration on the walls with exotic artistic figures standing out, featuring bat wing forms, woman's breasts, and open eyes. She returned with a black bathrobe and a defiant attitude, asking me very sweetly if as a woman she seemed attractive to me. Upon hearing my affirmative response, she let her robe fall and I could see her beautiful naked and firm body. Dreamed breasts, precious waist, and legs that made me want to eat them with kisses...
But what was striking was the ink that populated her skin, everywhere and tinting it black from her neck to where the sun reaches: Roses, flowers, a snake's head, a bearded face, and an unusual figure of a large eye between the wings animated the simple view that ended in a giant ram skull above the depilated pubic area.
I got so excited when we kissed that I entered a trance from which it's difficult for me to remember the entire movie without those flashes like black light between one scene and another. She seemed like someone else, was desperate, gasping like an animal and grabbed me and started sucking me while we were kissing. She knelt down and passed her cock over my face looking at me with her eyes and licking me while telling me I had to lick all of her tattoos especially the sheep's cranium one. I didn't understand anything but dedicated myself to enjoying it. I felt so hard and full of cum, maybe due to abstinence but also because I liked that young and strange woman. With my cock all wet she prepared to squeeze me with her breasts and ask me again to dirty all of her tattoos. And I did it, because she gave me a beautiful blow job and I finished on her neck, filling her boobs and the tattooed eye and wings with cum, then licked from her belly button down and jerked off to splatter my semen on the remaining tattoos and fall asleep. She sat next to me, kissed me and started sucking me more and more until I came again and again on her skin...I was like drugged and every time I closed my eyes and opened them again she was squeezing me like if she were getting nectar, desperate. I remember she said several times the words cranium of sheep and groaned and drooled as if they were penetrating her.
The next day I found her beside me in bed and not even she had cleaned up from all over. Almost asleep she whispered in my ear 'get ready'.
I had never heard those words, didn't know what they meant or in what language but the most alarming thing is that I didn't remember having written them or drawn on that paper. Already abstinence was driving me crazy, I thought, and I didn't give it more importance than one gives to dreams which are mere brain exercises to keep active. The preparations for my move to a town in the province didn't leave me time to think about those things.
A week later I woke up excited on the bus and she was sitting next to me. Her eyes were shining and somehow I felt them threatening, looking at me as I slept. When I reacted, she was already getting off and I followed her to say something but stuttered and only managed to get off behind her, risking being thought of as if I wanted to chase her. On landing on the sidewalk, I smiled at her and unusually the girl said Do you want to go get something?
I accepted and felt unusually secure having the initial chat between two people who just met. Bah, or so I thought because according to Elizabeth (that was her name) we had already met. Between beers and fried potatoes she reminded me that we went to the same school but different grades (I finished 2 years earlier) and that surely I didn't remember because she looked very differently. She told me that once she defended herself from some guys inside the men's bathroom where I had just entered. Few times do I solve something with violence but seeing them cowardly mistreat a little girl, my chain broke loose and I gave several punches. Those two dudes were threatening to hit her if she didn't give them her body and Eli felt that if I didn't interrupt them like that they would rape her. After the episode we both changed schools and so we didn't know about each other anymore. It was strange that nothing had grown between us. tears during his narration and that he had even sketched out a resentful smile when remembering the situation. His eyes were fire and invaded me so much that I almost couldn't answer him when he said let's go to the house.
We took a car in complete silence and I noticed that despite the heat she was wearing the same scarf that covered her neck. Upon arriving at the place, I made her wait for me on a couch from where I could see the decoration on the walls with exotic artistic figures standing out, featuring bat wing forms, woman's breasts, and open eyes. She returned with a black bathrobe and a defiant attitude, asking me very sweetly if as a woman she seemed attractive to me. Upon hearing my affirmative response, she let her robe fall and I could see her beautiful naked and firm body. Dreamed breasts, precious waist, and legs that made me want to eat them with kisses...
But what was striking was the ink that populated her skin, everywhere and tinting it black from her neck to where the sun reaches: Roses, flowers, a snake's head, a bearded face, and an unusual figure of a large eye between the wings animated the simple view that ended in a giant ram skull above the depilated pubic area.
I got so excited when we kissed that I entered a trance from which it's difficult for me to remember the entire movie without those flashes like black light between one scene and another. She seemed like someone else, was desperate, gasping like an animal and grabbed me and started sucking me while we were kissing. She knelt down and passed her cock over my face looking at me with her eyes and licking me while telling me I had to lick all of her tattoos especially the sheep's cranium one. I didn't understand anything but dedicated myself to enjoying it. I felt so hard and full of cum, maybe due to abstinence but also because I liked that young and strange woman. With my cock all wet she prepared to squeeze me with her breasts and ask me again to dirty all of her tattoos. And I did it, because she gave me a beautiful blow job and I finished on her neck, filling her boobs and the tattooed eye and wings with cum, then licked from her belly button down and jerked off to splatter my semen on the remaining tattoos and fall asleep. She sat next to me, kissed me and started sucking me more and more until I came again and again on her skin...I was like drugged and every time I closed my eyes and opened them again she was squeezing me like if she were getting nectar, desperate. I remember she said several times the words cranium of sheep and groaned and drooled as if they were penetrating her.The next day I found her beside me in bed and not even she had cleaned up from all over. Almost asleep she whispered in my ear 'get ready'.
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