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Such a sweet freak!...
MICHAELA

WARNING: English is NOT my first language – I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature.
So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else.
I also need to mention that the story is true, depicting my personal memory.

So, a famous band has recently released a new album.
I check with some people who are just as crazy as me, collecting hi-fi music, but, unfortunately, no one has, yet, the album...
I am at work, just having my morning coffee, and discussing “the matter” with one of my colleagues, who also likes music a lot, but who is determined to invest, if possible, nothing into this hobby...

He just has some other main financial priorities...

I know that he often takes advantage of my improvised hi-fi studio, knowing that I just won't charge him, but, finally, what the heck?

Suddenly, the doors of the elevator open, and here it is Rod, who surely needs some help from my colleague, as usual...
He has a professional catalog, wrapped in his pocket, so that I can immediately guess that he has something on his mind...

He lights a cigarette, and, of course, asks my colleague if he can have some coffee...
This is Rod's style! He comes to you to ask for a favor, but why only one?!?

I have “read” the guy, long time ago, but, in his shrewdness, he has also “read” me, so that he never comes to ask me for favors...
So, as long as Perry is gone, to arrange for a coffee, just for the sake of conversation, we start discussing about the new album...

Suddenly, I can sense a sparkle in his eyes.
“ I think that I know someone who might have received the album from the States already”...

In the afternoon, I receive a phone call at home – it's Rod, who has obtained my phone number from Perry.
I just keep in mind to kick Perry's ass for giving my phone number to this jerk...

Anyway, he's got the album, and he has also bought a tape, since, he would also want a copy of it...
So, the deal is clear - he will bring the album, but only if I make him a copy too.
Fair enough.

I just give him the address, and, in less than ten minutes, the guy is in front of my door...
I don't hide my surprise:
“Did you take a cab, or did you fly like a pigeon?”...
“Neither of them, I just walked, since the owner of the album is living quite close, just like all of you big shots in this town”...

I cannot tell if he's pulling my leg, or only trying to lick my ass a little.
I just make a stupid short comment:
“Yeah, right!”...

He puts the album on the table, together with two audio cassettes...
He quickly explains that the owner of the album wants to have a copy of it for her personal use.
Fair enough! What can I say?
The vinyl is in a very good shape, practically brand new, and the recordings prove to be exquisite.

He just leaves, after having drank, as a bonus, almost half of a bottle of my whiskey.
I just tell him to take care and not to fall and break the vinyl, which, honestly, in my mind values more than the bloody bastard...
I'm bad! Ain't I?!?

After a few days, I see Rod again. This time, he just says hi to Perry, but comes directly to me, asking me politely to join him at smoking a cigarette...
I oblige, so that he tells me that the owner of that album has just received another album, with another famous band, and, if I agree, since she's been really satisfied with the quality of the recordings, we should just repeat the deal...

Certainly I agree, but this time I just make a note in my mind to go and buy some cheap booze for the bloody bastard...
Unfortunately, it seems that the guy, as long as it contains alcohol, he just doesn't care about the quality...
The following day, somewhat upset, Rod comes to me, and tells me that the owner of the vinyls has imperatively requested to meet me in person...

Honestly, I can understand the woman – to give a brand new, and not cheap, vinyl to a guy who has the good habit to come back wasted by booze...
So, I just give him my permission to let the lady have my phone number.

Now, about the lady – she's a student, a very old friend of Rod's fiancee, her mother being the big shot who arranges for the albums to come from the US...
Her name is Michaela, and she will call me one of these days...

Finally, he's just asking me if, from time to time, I would continue to provide him some copies of the albums that Michaela would bring to me...
“No worries, man, no worries!”
Anyway, I'm just happy to get rid of his presence at my place...

That same afternoon, I receive a call from a girl with a very professional tone, who introduces herself as being Michaela, recommended by Rob, who would like to have a vinyl recorded in two copies, one for her, and one for Rob...

So, Rob has taken care of his sorry ass...
Since we are practically neighbors, I just give her the address, and, in a hurry, arrange for two bottles.
One with cheap booze, in case Michaela comes accompanied by Rob, and another one, with whiskey...

The door bell rings. I answer, and I see a brunette, exquisitely dressed, but, somewhat whorish for my tastes...
Her leather trousers are leaving very little to the imagination, while the upper half, a very sophisticated sweater, is trying to emphasize that she's also got boobs...
I can surely guess that she's obsessed with breasts enhancement...

Anyway, she's not here to fuck, but to record some album...
After I start recording the album, I just bring the bottle of whiskey and two glasses.
I pour some into the glasses and I can clearly see that she really knows what a good whiskey tastes like...

She's a student at The Foreign Trade Faculty, practically following the family tradition, since her parents are working in the foreign trade too...

She sees my music catalogs, so, after asking me for my permission, she starts looking...
After some time, she asks me about Kitaro – is it a proper name, or is it just a misspell and we are talking about a guitar?

I explain, than, promise her that after finishing the recording, I can let her listen to an album.

Kitaro sounds like... Kitaro, so, after less than ten minutes, Michaela is devastated – how could she never hear this before! Than she's kindly asking me to let her have a copy.
Since she hasn't got a tape with her, and also has already something else in her schedule for tonite, she kindly asks me to arrange for some time in the future when she can come at my place again...

To my surprise, she's insisting for Sunday morning, no matter how early, the earlier the better, since, in compensation, she also intends to bring some music with her...

By now, it's just clear for me that she isn't only after music, but she's also aiming for some dick...
Ever since I've divorced, I've made somewhat like a habit to go every Sunday at a very good and old fuck buddy of mine, but, what doesn't a man do for some fresh cunt?!?

I just arrange to go, directly from work, on Saturday, at my fuck buddy's place, spend the whole afternoon and night there, so that I can have all Sunday for Michaela...

On Sunday, at half past eight I enter the apartment, and at nine, Michaela is already sitting on an arm chair in my room, listening to Kitaro while it's being recorded...

Suddenly, Michaela takes off her high heeled boots, stands up, and asks me if I mind if she just sits on the floor, on the carpet.
I just nod, so that she just lays on the carpet, with the glass of whiskey beside her.
She just reminds me of the hippies, make love not war, power flower and so on...

She's clearly trying to impress me, in some trashy way...
While refilling her glass with some whiskey, I just ask her if it wouldn't have been better if she would just lay on the bed – it's softer...

She just jumps:
“Gosh! No! If I lay on a man's bed, alone with him, in the same room, I just get other ideas!”...

Now, how stupid can I be, to do not understand where she's aiming?!?
What the heck do I expect?!? A written invitation?

I just help her raise, grabbing her by the hand. The moment she's on her feet, she just jumps at me, her mouth looking for mine with a wild hunger.
She's clinging with her hands by my shoulders, while one of her legs is already embracing my waist.

I'm not in a hurry, but I grab her ass cheeks through her leather trousers – the same whorish trousers that she's been wearing last time – and bring her lips at the same height with mine.
She's kissing me aggressively, with hunger and thirst.

After less than five minutes, I just break the kiss, put her back on the ground, and simply explain:
“The recording of the album is almost ready, and I need to attend to it for a while...
Why don't you, like a good girl, just take off these clothes, and get in bed, and wait for me there?
I'll come and join you real soon!”...

I just turn my back to her, and go to check some fine tunings – actually I'm not really doing something, but I need to show the bitch who's the boss!
She's too aggressive, if you ask me...

After a minute, when I turn around, I can see that Michaela has taken back her seat on the arm chair, completely dressed...
“What the heck! I've thought that I've told you to strip and get in bed!”...

She gives me a shrewd smile, sips from her glass, than just says:
“Yes, but my idea was that you help me take off these”...
My answer is, I admit, sharp and aggressive:
“Why? Are your parents helping you get dressed in the morning, or something?!?
Just take off those bloody rags and get in bed! Now!”

Michaela jumps, but, in fact, this exactly what I wanted.
I just turn, again, my back towards her...

After another minute, I turn around, towards her, pretending that I need to sip from my glass.
Her upper half of her body is naked, letting me see, for only a moment, her boobs, but they are immediately covered by her arms...
I just smile:
“What? Are you shy?”
She just nods...
“OK, than, I'll help you get rid of this!”
While I'm saying this, I've already started to strip, and I don't stop until I'm as naked as I can be, letting Michaela have a good look at my dick.
Than I just continue:
“What you see is what you get, baby – get in bed and wait for me there!”
“... Can I please first use the toilet?”...
“Of course!”

She just stands up, and with her arms still covering her boobs, she just exits my room.
Finally, the recordings are ready, so that I just put some ambient music, light a cigarette, and sip some more whiskey, waiting for Michaela to come from the bathroom...

To my bewilderment, there have already passed twenty minutes, and Michaela is still at the bathroom...
What the heck may that bitch be doing there?!?
Finally, here she is, wearing my bath robe, with her trousers on her arm...
“I'm afraid that I have compromised your shaving razor, but I've needed it for... you will see what!”
Than she just smiles, guilty...

What the heck?!? This bitch has used my shaving razor to shave her fucking pubes!
I feel like saying something harsh, but, finally, what's done is done...

She just turns her back to me, than gets rid of my bath robe, letting it fall on the carpet – another thing that pisses me off – than jumps in bed, and quickly hides under the blanket, letting me see only her eyes and her hair...

All right, pussy cat, you feel like playing? Than... let's play for a while...
I just come to bed, but, instead of lying beside her, or something, I just straddle her chest, making my dick touch her nose, than I grab the blanket and draw it a bit, so that I can see her mouth.
I just smile:
“Open it!”

While I'm saying this, I'm already maneuvering my hips to let my dick descend and touch her lips.
Her tongue flashes out in a second, and she starts licking the head of my dick, than her lips seal around my dick head and she starts sucking me.
It's quite clear that this is not the first dick that has touched her lips and mouth.

I grab her by the back of her head and bring her closer, making her get some more dick inside her mouth.
She obliges.

I fuck her face for a few minutes, until my rage about the razor and bath gown fades away, than I stop, raise, and get rid of the blanket.
Her legs are slightly parted, and she's got two fingers of her right hand digging her vagina, while her left hand is caressing her clit...

Gosh! She must be a nimpho, or something!

My dick is wet with her saliva, and she's also wet down there.
I can also see what she's used the razor for – her labia is shaved.
She's only got pubes from the clit above.
I just stick my dick in – it enters with no real problems, but... I soon realize that I shall make lots of problems to this girl, if I want, since her vagina is short.

I've only entered three quarters inside her, and I can already feel that I'm pressing her cervix, her uterus.
So, the girl is going to be good and behave, or else....

She gently pushes my belly, clearly asking me to enter no further.
Than, smiling, asks me:
“It's obvious that you are too big for me. Why don't you just lay on your back and let me be in control?”...
“Why? Are you afraid?”
She just nods.
I smile, and retract the dick until only the head remains inside, than suddenly and quite quickly, get back in.
She tenses and frowns.
“Now, big girl, let me see just how big you are, not down there, but up here. I want to see if you can control your fear, and, if you make it, I shall than let you do your thing”...

Her hands are permanently on my belly, while I pump her, taking care to do not enter more that she can take without pain.
I can see fear in her eyes, and, to be honest, I kind of like it – not because of the sex, but because of her previous behavior, attitude...
Suddenly I grab her hands and pin them on the sheet, meanwhile keeping my dick impaled in her cunt.
She's somewhat horrified...

Well, enough is enough. I'm not who knows what sadistic freak, so that I just let my dick slide out of her cunt, nice and easy.
Than, I just lay on my back, with a pillow under my head, ready to let the slut fuck me at least two hours, just to make her get tired, real tired.
I want to bring her to desperation...

She straddles me, clearly making me understand that she would like a sixty nine.
I just giggle, than let her know that the only cunt that I've licked was my wife's and that, at least for now, I intend to let the things just stay like that...
She gets down from my chest, giving me an upset look.
I just grab an ass cheek of hers, and tell her:
“Don't worry! You will surely like what I shall do to you with my fingers”...

She gets the idea, and starts licking and sucking my dick, while I gently insert two of my fingers in her cunt, letting my thumb reach her arse.
She doesn't jump, on the contrary, pushes her arse towards my thumb, her body language giving me the sign that she wants to be caressed there too.

Unfortunately, in this position, I cannot see how she plays with my dick, but, honestly, what I feel is good for real.
I play a while with her arse, than, gently, I just make my thumb penetrate...
She takes all the thumb I can give her, and still pushes, from time to time.
Meanwhile, I start flexing my fingers inside her vagina.
She suddenly becomes agitated and starts shivering, while moaning with my dick in her mouth...

After she relaxes, she just lets my dick go and quickly jumps on me, straddling me, and sticking my dick in her cunt.
Her looks are determined, and her actions too.
She starts working on my dick, moving her hips frantically, from right to left, and from left to right, alternating with the other combination, forward, backwards, forward, backwards...

She's real good, and she really likes what she does, but, after twenty minutes and two other orgasms, she's just tired.
The perspiration from her forehead is falling on my belly. In fact,her whole upper half of her body is coated in perspiration.
She's clearly amazed...
Than, she just twists her body, still impaled in my dick, and turns with her back towards my face, than, holding her hands on my legs, for balance, she continues her ride.

I take the opportunity to stick my middle finger up her arse, which makes her almost instantly shiver once again.
She grabs my balls with one hand, caressing them, while breathing hard.
Finally, she may have behaved like a bitch, but here, in bed, she acts like a good sports...

I change my mind. I just won't punish her anymore...
So,I grab her by her hips, and make her lay on her belly, than I make her part her legs and enter her from behind.
I'm sure that fucking her this way, won't hurt her, since her ass cheeks won't give me room to penetrate her too deep.
As I straddle her, my hands are free, so that I start gently massaging the back of her neck, her shoulders, her back, her ass cheeks, than up again.
Practically, I don't move my hips, but she does that for me, taking just as much length of the dick as she needs...

She's purring by now,while I continue massaging her back...
Suddenly, she grabs the sheet on the bed with her fists, and pushes herself a little bit more towards my dick, than she starts shivering, muffling her cries in the pillow.
I just continue massaging her for ten minutes or so, than I stop, make her turn on her back, and just tell her:
“Now, baby, you'll just have to trust me that I won't hurt you”

I grab her feet, put them on my shoulders, and quickly enter her cunt and start pumping.
She's afraid. She wants to push my belly again, but I just tell her:
“If you keep on pushing my belly, I won't be able to finish, and, anyway, your hands cannot stop me”.
And I just give her a light shock, just to let her see that, if I want to, I can dig deeper...
She jumps, but takes away her hands from my belly immediately, putting them on my head, and starting to caress my hair.
“Yes! Baby! Yes! That is something I like!”

I keep on pumping, than, when I feel that I'm close, I just ask her:
“Will it be your mouth, or do you prefer back down there?”
She just opens her mouth and starts flicking the air in a clear demonstration of what I am to expect for my dick...
Since she doesn't orgasm anymore, it's clear that she doesn't trust that I won't hurt her – even if she doesn't show it, in the back of her mind she's tense...

I decided to do something about it, so that I just stop, keeping my dick so that it fills her cunt completely, than, with my thumb, I just start caressing her clit.
I treat her like that for about five minutes, than, she shivers:
“Ovid! You are simply great!”...
I don't let her relax before I start pumping her cunt again, and this time I am determined to let myself explode...

It takes me less than five minutes when I feel it coming, so that I just raise on my feet, stroking my dick a few times until Michaela manages to raise on her knees.
Than, she just takes the things from where I've left them, while I grab her hair, caress it, make her engulf a little bit more of my dick, and... here I am!
When a drop of sperm pours from the corner of her mouth, on her chin, I just smile, admiring the show...
She's a show kind of a woman, that's clear.

I'm sure that she's seen too much porn magazines, that have inspired her slutty attitude...
She refuses to let me stay in the bathroom with her, so that I just wash my dick and my hands at the sink, then go back to my room, pouring a sip of whiskey...
After ten minutes or so, she just enters, comes close to my arm chair, gets on her knees, and embraces my legs, while bending and letting her head lean on my dick and balls...

Her hair gives me shivers, but I resist, and just start caressing her hair with one hand...
“Look, Ovid, I'm sorry for refusing you to take a shower with me, but, when I was younger, I've just had a traumatizing experience in the shower”...

Gosh! I don't need that! I just don't want to know! I don't want to hear! It's enough that I have my sad thoughts regarding my fresh divorce! What the hell!
My brain is just shouting, but my lips are sealed...
I just keep on caressing her hair...

After a minute, she just continues:
“I don't know how good friends you are with Rod. Maybe he's told you, or maybe not...
My father is a drunk! The minute he comes back from the office, he grabs the bottle of whiskey and keeps on emptying it...
Luckily he's very good at what he's doing at his place of work, but, when he comes home, he's just a completely different person”...

Ever since I was a little girl, my mother used to sponge my back when I was taking the shower...
Years ago, when I was in high school, since mommy wasn't home, I've just asked daddy to do it for me...
And... he did it, but, as a bonus, he has also sodomized me”...
“Oh God! Your father!”...
“I cannot even tell if he remembers, since he was drunk”...
I just keep on caressing her hair...

“At the moment it has happened, I was a really innocent virgin, but that same day, in the evening, I went to a guy who was courting me, and let him pop up my cherry, and not only – in spite of the pain, I have asked him, when he felt like cumming, to stick it up my ass and do it there...
I just wanted to wash, with blood and pain, the shame and dishonor of my father”...

“So, as I understand, until that day, your father and you were in good terms, to say so”...
I was worshiping him! Fact is, that still until today, we are in the best terms possible, but I always lock the door when I go at the bathroom”...
“And, your mother, does she know, or suspect anything?”
“Gosh no! She probably would have killed him! I just didn't want to ruin our family!”...

Life can really be complicated...
I cannot judge this young woman.
Was she thinking straight, or not, it's really not me to say...

The only “intelligent” thing I find to say is:
“Michaela, these are very intimate family business events...
I thank you for sharing them with me, but... honestly, I just don't know what to say”...

She suddenly looks in my eyes:
“Can you, or anybody else, blame me for loving and respecting my parents?
For avoiding a scandal that would have had ruined us all?!?”

“Err, you will surely find, if you make it public, people who will say that you are perfectly right, while others will just blame the fact that you have, as I understand and see it, practically forgiven your beloved father”...
I feel the urge to continue:
“We are not living in a perfect world, and furthermore, nobody's perfect!”

Now, to the ones who still have the patience to read this: You may say that I am a heartless bastard, a pig, a dick head, whatever, but... caressing Michaela's hair, plus the feel of her head on my crotch, her hair touching my belly, everything just led to.... a brand new erection.
My dick just sprang in front of Michaela's eyes, nose, mouth...

My first honest impulse was to excuse myself, to say sorry, or something, but, when I saw and felt Michaela's tongue licking my balls and my shaft, I just swallowed my words...

Her lips quickly seal my shaft, while her tongue is doing hidden things to my dick head.
I just roar in delight...
I just need to add:
“Now, honey, knowing what you've just told me, I just want you to make sure that you can trust me.
I shall give you no pain, unless you ask me for it”...

She just adjusts herself in a better position, than, together with her mouth, she starts using my dick with her hand.
I just let her do her thing for a while, than I grab her by her arm pits and make her stand.
I just grab her waist, making her come closer, and savagely start eating her breasts – I just put in my mouth her nipple, aureola, and a part of the breast in itself.
My mouth is full now, so that I just start sucking, while the tip of my tongue is caressing her nipple.

Michaela jumps like crazy, and cannot stop her hands go down, between her legs, rubbing and digging.
As a bonus, I just stop my embrace, and let my now free hand start playing with her other nipple.
She breathes hard, already, real hard...
Suddenly, she stops breathing, but starts trembling and shivering, and, here she is, with a brand new nice, beautiful orgasm...

I just give her a minute to relax, than I take her in my arms and make her lay on her back on the bed, this time taking care to put a pillow under her ass.
She's scared again:
“The pillow will let you go deeper!”...
“The pillow will just make us have a perfect angle, and, as I've told you, let me take care about the pain. There won't be, any, unless, I repeat, you ask for it!”...

She's relaxed shit, but I can honestly understand her. I shall just demonstrate to her that it is possible, with, or without her explicit consent...
First, I just put my thumb on her clit, than, nice and only somewhat easy, since she's taken a thorough shower, including down there, I start penetrating her cunt.
In a minute, she's wet again...

I've just arranged her feet to have the soles glued to my chest, my favorite position, while my thumb is caring for her clit and the dick for the deepest parts of her cunt...
Good, now it's time to play.

I just take off my dick from her wet, by now cunt, and let it coat with some juices the entrance up her arse.
I go back, deep inside the fucking cunt, than... out again, probing the entrance of her arse.
I can feel that she's still tense, so that I just go back to her cunt, repeating the task, than back to her arse.
After ten minutes of working her, both her cunt and arse, she's no more tense, so that all of a sudden, my ministrations to her clit bring the desired result.
She orgasms – no ohs, no ahs, no nothing, just an open mouth, deep and quick breaths, and tears...

What makes this so young woman cry now, is not my business...

I just continue sticking my dick in both her holes, alternatively, until I feel that I can dig deeper up her ass...
She seems to embrace the idea, so that I just push, and push, and push, until, to my surprise, I am balls deep inside her fucking ass.

I just let her feet free, and I embrace her, kissing the shit out of her mouth, while I can clearly feel how her sphincter is practically playing with the base of my dick...
I suddenly remember that she's got a neck, ears, so that I start licking her, and, when I reach at her ear, I just make my tongue slide deep down there, making her yell, moan, tremble, and... orgasm again!

I just tell her:
“Now, baby, I shall fuck your arse a while...
If it hurts, you just tell me!”

Than, I start pumping. Slow at the beginning, but increasing the speed by the minute.
She answers with a brand new shivering episode, with some sighs, but keeps on keeping her mouth shut about any pain...
The moment I explode, I just lay on her, and kiss her deeply and dearly...

We stay like that, embraced, until I go limp...
This time, I am the first to use the shower – in five minutes I'm done, than let Michaela take her time...

Funny, but we both look at the clock on the wall at the same time.
Suddenly,I realize that she's brought some albums with her, that we've just ignored...

Michaela raises herself on her toes, asking me for a kiss, than just jumps on her knees and takes my semi erect dick in her mouth, giving it some very quick licks and sucks.

Than, she just lets it be, raises on her feet, and tells me that, since she's got an exam in the morning of the following day, she needs to go and study.

Therefore, she just leaves the vinyls with me, and she gets dressed to leave for her place, not before telling me that they have, in their apartment, a very old and precious piece of furniture, a dining table, and that she's been dreaming to be fucked on it...

I just take it as a veeeery original invitation, and let her go...

II.

Surprisingly, or not, I have just neglected to ask Michaela for her telephone number, and she also has forgotten to give it to me...
I have just listened to an album or two of the ones that she has brought to me, but, in rest, since there were quite a bunch of vinyls, I just haven't found the right moments to listen to them...

I've just piled them in a corner of my collection, and left them there, in the bag with which Michaela has brought them at my place...
After more than two weeks, I see an agitated Rob coming into my office, with a piece of paper in his hand, telling me that Michaela is respectfully begging me to call her soonest possible...

In spite of his usual style, this time Rob just leaves...

I just don't waste any time, and immediately dial the number.
A very happy Michaela gives me the info that her parents have just left town, so that she'll be alone for more than two weeks.
She doesn't forget to remind me about the old and precious piece of furniture, but the main thing is that she has ordered some exquisite food at a well known restaurant, and that she is kindly expecting me to join her, starting with five in the afternoon...

I confirm my presence, asking, of course, who else will be accompanying us (with a laughter, of course!), than I arrange to be leaving the institute one hour earlier, stop by to buy a bunch of flowers, than reach at my place and grab the bag with the vinyl LP's...

Michaela is receiving me, dressed exquisite, but... the robe is fit for a wedding, or I don't care what other ceremony, and, anyway, she just looks awkward, compared to my jeans...
I take the liberty to tell her that I shall leave, and come back in half an hour, wearing a tie...

She gets the irony, and, she just tells me that in less than ten minutes she'll be wearing jeans too.
She than turns around to go, but I just grab her by her hand, make her glue to me, and give her a kiss.
“Now, baby, the only thing you need is to take off these clothes, so that I can just admire your beautiful body. So, let's just get naked!”

She starts laughing, than, in just a minute, she's stark naked, and, of course, so am I...

The table is already arranged, the only thing that she needs to bring is a vase for the flowers.
She admires the flowers, appreciating them, than just excuses herself to put some water in the vase...

After finishing with the flowers, Michaela turns towards me, and, excusing herself that she has forgotten to order some entrees, she just kneels and grabs my semi erect dick, trying to take it into her mouth.

I just stop her for a second, taking her by the hand, and simply go and jump with my naked ass at the empty side of the table.
“Now, baby, if it's called an entree, than you need to serve it properly, at the table, not on your knees”...

Her smile is vicious.
She just grabs the salad oil from the table, and pours some on the head of my dick, than just spreads a powder of salt on it...

I cannot stop myself to mention:
“I only hope that you won't try with pepper”... Honestly, I've never tried to spread pepper on the head of my dick, so that I really don't know if the feeling may be the same with the one on the tongue...

She smiles, again, viciously, than runs to the kitchen, bringing a jar with mayonnaise...
She just opens it, than, with a teaspoon, puts a little of it on my dick head...

Of course the low temperature makes my dick go limp, but this reaction only makes Michaela happy:
“Now, I'll have something to work at!”...
So, she just takes a seat on the chair in front of my dick, gently grabs my balls, and makes my dick slide inside her mouth...

“Hmmmmm! Yummy, yummy yummy!!!” She's delighted the way my dick tastes, with the salad oil, salt and mayo on it...
I make my hands busy, trying to caress Michaela's hair, but she jumps, and tells me:
“Hey, hey, hey! The food isn't supposed to have any active initiative! Keep your hands on the table!”

I just burst in laughter, than just let myself sit, with my hands back, on the table, and let Michaela do her thing with my dick.
After a quarter of an hour of real expert moves, my jizz fills her mouth and her throat, and Michaela declares that she's got enough, so that we can now go to the main menu, the one that she's ordered from the restaurant – she also mentions that the food may get cold – she's absolutely right!

She lights the candles on the table, and we start feasting.
I open the bottle of wine, pour in the glasses, and we sip.
The wine is exquisite, for real!

We serve the food, than Michaela simply invites me in her bedroom, to take a nap.
Believe it, or not, I just lay on her bed, let her put her head on my chest, and drift away for almost three hours.
Before falling asleep, I just warn Michaela that, if I take a nap in the afternoon, she'll than have a veeery long night, since, afterwards, I won't be able to sleep anymore...

She just glues closer to me, telling me that she's ready to be mine, every way I feel and need...
When I wake up, it's already dark, and I realize that I am not in my bed, than suddenly remember.

But, where is Michaela?
I also feel the urge to take a leak, but, since this is the first time I visit Michaela's apartment, I'm not sure where the bathroom may be.
Getting closer to the living, I hear some noises, in English, and also in the absolutely international language of sex...
Michaela is watching a porn movie. From the angle I come towards her, I can only see that she's sitting on an arm chair, with her legs widely spread on the arms, and moving her head from left to right and vice-versa.
I get closer, and she finally senses me, she stops for a second, but immediately asks me to fuck her.
By the time, I get even closer, so I can see that she's maneuvering something inside her pussy.
I don't need to ask an academician to guess what that may be...

I just smile at her:
“So, with a man in your bed, and you still need that?!?”
“Waw! I need you both, if you don't mind”...
“I don't, really, but first I need to go to the bathroom”

She just tells me where I can find the toilet, than, while I'm leaving, she asks:
“!May I continue?”
“Keep on doing it! Don't stop! Maybe you put up a show for me!”...

When I come back, I see on the screen some big black guy, well endowed, fucking a white chick's pussy, while their comments are about ripping, breaking, and so on...
I just start laughing:
“Michaela, it so happens that I do know here, in Bucharest, a girl who's only having sex with black guys, so... if you really like this, I can arrange to introduce you to her”...

She puts the VCR on pause, sticks out the vibrator from her cunt, than just grabs me by my semi erect dick, drawing me closer to her arm chair.
She than maneuvers the remote, looking for a certain moment in the movie, and, when she finds it, she puts it on pause again...
“Now, Ovid, watch carefully”...
It's a moment when the chick is holding the black man's dick, stroking it a little, licking it, than taking it in her mouth.
She's than rewinding the tape a little, and puts it again, on pause...

Than, funny or not, interesting or not, she starts comparing the dimensions of the chick's hands with her's, the dimensions of their faces, concluding that my dick is surely larger than the one of the actor in the movie.
“So, Ovid dear, why would I need a black dick, if I have you?!?”...

I just burst into laughter, telling her that she should better try to become an engineer, a metrologist, or something, since she is so obsessed with measurements...
Than, in a serious manner:
“Now, baby, either you let that tape roll, either you stop it, since keeping the image still for a longer time, may just ruin that portion of the tape”...

She complies, letting it roll.
“Now, baby, why don't you stick that thing back there and show me how you please yourself?
It may even give me some ideas how to better please you”...

With a shrewd and lascive smile, she just puts the vibrator back in, starts the vibes, and than maneuvers it in several ways...
I must admit that the noises coming from the VCR, plus the image of Michaela fucking herself with that plastic dick make me hard. Real hard.
On the other hand, why not play?

I just ask Michaela to get up, turn around, and sit on the arm chair on her knees, so that I can get free access to her arse, while she's still fucking her cunt.
She just does as she's asked, and I get close to her, starting to feel her arse with my dick.
Since she's not wet enough, I just spit, than I enter.
I'm annoyed by the vibrations coming from the plastic dick, but, finally, it's a new thing for me, and... why shouldn't I try it?

In less than two minutes, Michaela is crying, shivering and bending on the back of the chair, mumbling something from what all I can understand is:
“... Please, please, pleeeeeaaaaaaase!”...
The sounds are combined, her whinings, with the noises from the movie...

Finally, Michaela takes off the vibrator from her cunt, which, I have to admit, makes my dick feel better, puts it on the chair, than bends some more, pushing her ass towards my dick, letting it go even deeper, while her head is now low, pushing into the back of the chair.

I like to see her like that! It excites me some way, so that I start pumping, but really pumping, while I keep on grabbing her ass cheeks and parting them forcibly, in a somewhat hurting manner, but just letting me see how my dick keeps on sliding up her ass.

I feel I'm close, very close, really close, and... I suddenly explode, letting myself lean forward, keeping my dick deep implanted up her sorry ass...
After a few moments, I'm done, so that without expecting to go limp, I just take away my dick from her ass and go to the bathroom.

After I wash thoroughly, I come back to the living.
Michaela is on the couch, on a side, somewhat in the fetal position, with a thumb in her mouth.
She sees me, she takes off the thumb, smiles, and excuses herself and goes to the bathroom.
I realize that the VCR is off, but I also see a bar, so that I just go, take a glass, and pour some of her father's whiskey, than I go to the table, take an ashtray and my cigarettes, light one, than take a sit on the couch.

After some time, in the silence of the apartment, I can clearly hear how Michaela unlocks the door of the bathroom.
So she didn't lie to me when she's told me that she's always locking the bathroom door...
This makes me think that she also probably didn't lie to me when she's told me about her father, and how he's sodomized her...
I just cannot help myself wondering what kind of person can do such a thing to his own kid...

Luckily, Michaela is back, and she puts into the VCR a concert of some band.
Personally, I'm not into watching concerts, so that I don't really care, but, the music in itself, is good for a change. Somehow, the apartment is too silent without it...

Suddenly, Michaela goes to the table, looks for something, I don't know what, than runs away, somewhere, than comes back, working at something.
When she approaches, I can see that she's bringing a plate with some sandwiches, with meat and mayo.
I cannot stop myself and say, jokingly:
“So, it's my turn to eat some mayo, huh?”
“One of them is mine”... she smiles, than gives me that shrewd and also lascive look...

After finishing the sandwiches, I just need to smoke, and honestly, the mayonnaise has made me thirsty.
I don't need whiskey. I'm sure that the wine would be much better, so that I ask Michaela if she has another bottle.
Yes she does, so that we drink, a glass each.
And now comes the big question:
“Now, Michaela, after you've played with your pussy, are you able to get in the real thing and still be pleased?”
She's somewhat unbalanced by my question, but she suddenly jumps towards the arm chair and brings the vibrator.
“See? It's significantly smaller than the... err, real thing”...
“Right! I've observed that. I was just wondering about the vibes... desensitising, or something”...
She looks deep into my eyes:
“Why don't we just try and see?”

This question makes my dick jump. For real!
Michaela senses it and jumps on the floor, on her knees, and starts sucking it.
Gosh! In less than a minute I'm hard as a rock!

I grab Michaela's arms and make her sit, with her legs open widely, in my lap.
She gets the idea and guides, with her hand, my dick at the entrance of her cunt.
She's not yet wet, after the shower, but she still manages to stick my dick head in her cunt, frowning due to some discomfort, but, after a few ins and outs, her inner fluids do their duty and let the dick go farther and farther...

Than, she starts jumping on my lap, holding my shoulders with her arms, for balance.
She keeps on jumping like this for more than twenty minutes.
She's now full of perspiration.
She suddenly stops – she looks into my eyes, with a really serious face:
“Ovid, if that wench, in the movie, has afforded to take that nigger's dick up to the balls, I really want to try with yours”...

I'm amazed, since I know for sure that the treat will be hurting her, to say the least...
But, since the chick is clearly a freak, who am I to say no?
Anyway, this is my last try:
“Well, Michaela, I can still remember the demonstration that you've made to me that that guy has his dick smaller than mine”...
“Fuck that! I want you to rip me! Just as the guy in the movie!”...

Gosh! She's really determined!
“Let's go to your bedroom and I shall let you ride me, and let you give it to yourself as deep as you can afford”.
“Nooooooo! I want you to put me on that fucking family history table and rip me there! Remember that I dream about it?!?”

Waw! She's practically yelling at me! Waw!...
I get angry, but somehow I suspect that this is, in fact, what she intended...
Anyway, I'm here to fuck!
I just help her jump from my lap, leaving my dick breathe a little air, than I grab her by her hair and somewhat jokingly drag her towards the table.

“So, you want it on the table? You want to be ripped, lady? Here you go!”...
I enter her without any precaution, but without any problems, since she's wet – real wet...
The angle is perfect, at least for me, at my height.
I only have to flex, very little, my knees.

Her legs are open and on my arms.
Her hands are strongly clenched on the margins of the table.
She's breathing hard through her clenched teeth.
She's expecting to be painful.
A new wave of perspiration is coating her entire face.

I start pumping, this time letting myself go inside without any limit.
I must admit that I enjoy the way I feel my dick smashing her cervix and pushing her uterus.
She breathes more and more rapid through her strongly clenched teeth...
Suddenly she cries:
“Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Than she clenches back her teeth, while her whole body is shivering and getting coated with waves of perspiration.

I take advantage of my leading position, raise her ass a little and drag her, so that now her ass is over the edge of the table.
She's clearly desperate, but my arms are strongly supporting her legs.
I just let her ass fall on my pelvis, impaling her deeper.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
She clenches back her teeth.
I start pumping her, meanwhile permanently changing the angle I penetrate her.
It's easy, I maneuver her legs, her ass implicitedly...

A minute is too much! She just starts yelling:
“Ovid! Ovid!.... I'm sorry! Reeeeal sorry! Ovid! Ohhhhh! Ovid!”...
I realize that it hurts, but I can also feel her trembling and shivering, while her cunt is convulsing, milking me real hard...
Somewhat, I'm thinking to stop torturing her cunt like this, but... I'm also close to explode.
She's the one who's asked me to do her the rough way, she has even pissed me off, just to make sure that she gets it!
Now, she's got it!

As I'm holding her now, she really can do nothing to stop me.
She needs to hold her body with her hands clenched by the margin of the table, while her ass is practically in the air, supported only by my dick and pelvis, and her legs are at my disposal, supported by my arms...

And I hear that some freaks are tying their girls with strings or whatever...
This position is letting the girl with absolutely no control, plus the fear not to fall from the table...

I start pumping her like there is no tomorrow...
She's clearly in pain, but, to my surprise, she starts shivering again!
This time, I just think that she's surprised too...

Gosh! Heck! I'm there!
I simply cannot let my jizz fill her cunt!
I don't need complications with this freak, but I need to quickly put her ass back on the table, than make stand and than sit on her knees, so that I can fill her mouth.
I simply hope that it isn't just too late!...

I quickly raise her bum, push her back, than let her legs fall while I grab her waist.
She's clever, she quickly gets the idea, kneeling while my dick is already spreading jizz on her hair, her face, and finally goes into her mouth.

Her hair is in my clenched fists, while my dick is filling her throat for a little...
She starts gently sucking my dick.
“Don't suck it now! What do you want? To make me be impotent?!?”
She immediately stops sucking, but continues licking, giving me shivers on my lower spine...
I just let her do me for almost a minute.

“Now, bitch, you come with me at the bathroom!”
The way I say it, leaves no room for a no as an answer.
I simply take her by her hand, and in the bathroom we are, in the tub.
I just start the water, find a sponge, shampoo it, than make Michaela sit on her knees.
She's still trembling, like a leave in the autumn wind...

I let the water fall on her hair, her body, than I grab the hair shampoo, and start washing her hair.
I massage her scalp, gently, with one hand, while with the other hand I massage the back of her neck.
In ten minutes, she's not trembling anymore...

I grab the sponge, and start shampooing her back, going deep down, including her ass cheeks.
When I reach there, she jumps.
“Relax!”
I just use a very authoritarian voice.
It seems that it simply works...

I than take the shower, and clean away all the shampoo...
Suddenly, I have an idea.
I start letting the water fill the tub, and make Michaela sit.
While the water is filling the tub, I just have another idea. I just ask:
“Now, slut, is it OK if I ask you to clean, once again, my fucking dick with your fucking whorish mouth?”
She just smiles, and gently grabs me with a hand by my balls, squeezing just a little, while looking in my eyes...
“Yeah! Bitch! Squeeze some more, and you'll only have to use that shitty vibrator of yours!”...
We both burst into laughter, than Michaela starts licking the dick head...

I am erect by now, but this shower session I just have another goal – to try to dig out Michaela's nightmares about her sodomizing in the bathroom...

I unscrew the shower handle.
Michaela's eyes are widely open:
“Wwwwwhat are you doing?!?”...
“Just shut up and learn! If you're a good girl, and learn, you'll have time to thank me later!”...
The moment I aim the jet of water towards Michaela's cunt, she instinctively covers her entrance with a hand.
I just wave her hand away:
“Now, open your legs as wide as you can!”

After a minute, Michaela just grabs the hose from my hand, aiming at a slightly different angle.
She's clearly enjoying it...
She suddenly looks at me:
“You're just a fucking genius!”
“Not me, baby, I've also been taught”...
“Now, I have an idea! Will you please jump out from the tub for a moment?”

Finally, it's her tub, and, honestly, I don't feel insulted...
I jump out, and Michaela stands up, turns towards me, with her back at the wall, than goes down again, this time spreading her legs along the length of the tub.
She's open at almost a hundred and eighty degrees...

Than, she just lets the jet of water do it's thing towards her cunt...
“Now, baby, get back in and fill my fucking mouth with that fucking dick of yours!”...

I oblige.
I cannot tell how many times she has orgasmed until I've filled her mouth, again with my jizz, but she's orgasmed a lot.

After we've finished, and taught Michaela how to unscrew and screw back the handle of the shower – she's not a technical person... - we just go and have another glass of wine...

“Ovid, I must confess... I've really have had better sensations with the water jet than with the vibrator! Honest!”
“I'm glad you like it!”
“Now, I'm just curios, if I use it on a man's dick, the glans, I mean, will it be the same?”
“If you find the right angle, yes!”
“Have you tried it?”
“Yes”
“And... how did it feel?”
“I shall always prefer a woman”...

“And, if I say please, pleeeease, pppllleeeeaaaaaase! Will you let me play with you?”
“Baby, err, we've just got out from the bathroom”...

I can see something wild in her eyes...
“We stay here for a while, than we go to my bed, I put a pillow under my ass, and let you fuck my pussy with no restrictions, than, when you're close, we just go to the bathroom and... play. OK?”
I avoid the answer:
“By the way, how do you feel down there?”
“Fucked, sir, real fucked!”
“Hmm... I mean, does it hurt?”
“Yes, sir, but it's such a good hurt!”...

She than jumps on my lap, surrounding my neck with her arms, and starts kissing me.
After a minute, she just lets me be, and jumps back at her place.
“Gosh! Fucker! You're so, so, so, so, sooooo, sooooo good!”
“Now, slut, what do you want me to say? That I just regret that I shall have to leave you in the morning and go to work?”...

She bursts into laughter...
Than, suddenly, she stops.
“Fucker boy, can you afford missing from work? I mean, can you give them a call, or something?”...
“And what will be happening with your presence at the faculty?”
“Oh, don't worry about that! The doctor is a friend of our family! If I want to, I can get sick for two weeks if I need”...
“And... won't she tell your parents about it?”
“No worries! She's quite young and open minded... And she's gorgeously looking! In her mid thirties, but you can swear to God that she's only twenty five, or around”...

“OK, stop! I got the idea, and, anyway, I'm not gonna meet her!”
“Whew! I'd let you meet her, but, whorish as she is, I'm afraid that she would try to steal you from me!”...
I just burst into laughter...

Now, what shall I say?
We've spent not only the following day together, but three or four days – honestly, I don't remember, and we've had lots of sex, but also have listened to good music, like Pink Floyd, Kitaro, Emerson lake and Palmer, Carlos Santana, Queen, and even Vivaldi...

The shower trick, like always, has impressed Michaela beyond description...
In fact, at a certain moment, she's just told me:
“Now, I can get married to whoever my parents wish, cause I'll always have the bathroom for myself, to keep me happy if he can't!”...

We've continued to seldom see each other, until she's graduated, but very soon afterwards she's got married, in accordance with the policy of her parents.
She has told me that her hubby is a jerk, with a little prick, but who understands her needs, so that she has now a vast collection of dildos and vibrators, plus the water jet in the bathroom...

I've had the chance to see her again after more than five years, at a mutual friend.
She was together with a kid of three or four years, and I was together with my second wife.
She has insisted to show me in private what a little prick her son had...
I've told you that she was a freak!...

Just for the fun of it, when she has pulled down her son's trousers, he has just said:
“Mommy, but I don't wanna pee!”...

I was already happily married, so that I haven't arranged for some old times sake's fuck.
I've never met her husband, and swiftly, avoided seeing this mutual friend of ours.
My wife has sensed that I was, somewhat maneuvering things, but, after I've explained to her about the past events, she understood, and left everything as I've wished them to be...

Maybe, just maybe, some time, in the future, I shall tell you some more about this sweet freak – with very little exceptions, she's been fun.

THE END
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