He had just received a call from the job market of Castilla La Mancha to fill a vacancy for an English teacher in a remote village Albacete. He caught me by surprise, because he had done these oppositions to try and never thought I would come to call despite the high note I got.
Another time he had rejected the offer, not wanting to leave my dear Malaga to go to the ass of the world, but the recent breakup with my ex (after 7 years of marriage) by his repeated infidelities made me want to put land in between and try to start from scratch.
So I got to the end of January the town where would the next 6 months of my life, starting a new adventure. The town was pretty ugly and just had nothing interesting to do there, so I thought I could use to save money and go to America the following year.
Everyone was very friendly and even I was assigned an apartment on the top floor of a building of 3 floors (the highest was in the village by removing the Church), without paying over 200 € all inclusive. The building was out of town and floors were townspeople returning in summer to spend holidays. Bad luck is the only inhabited floor was the one next to mine, with a large terrace connecting the two floors and separated by a small railing.
To top of another floor tenant was a fat guy with a belly that protruded below the T, of about 40 years and disheveled (with a strong smell of sweat always).
The first two months almost did not see it, because I just went to the terrace and having no lift this type not usually leave the house (you buy the guy in charge of the grocery store). As of March, with the arrival of spring always we agreed on the terrace. If I went out to smoke soon appeared he lit a cigarette, if he went to take the air the same, and always surprised looking into my apartment from the terrace. I felt nothing short harassed. I always have a beer offered at home or see a movie or gadget .... obviously always said no, but he kept insisting.
During that time I had saved a couple of adventures with a couple of boys from the village, I had to stop by the gossip of small towns, and I was the teacher. My friend Lorena came to visit one day and brought a very powerful herb, but with unpredictable effects. When he left, he left me a little bag "in case I got bored of studying."
One day after smoking a Canuto begin to think of it fat, how follaría as tendría the chicken, ... and I begin to masturbate. From that day siempre me masturbate thinking about him follándome fat, while one in convirtío obsession.
In April came a week with very hot, and when I went to the balcony was the fat in his underwear drinking beer (wearing underpants these grandfather, Eyelet, yellow and filled with stains, besides that it showed a huge cock). He looked at me and offered me one, which I declined and went instantly to within quickly.
Once inside I got cachondísima and started masturbating. I could not get that image of the head of the fat, sweating and as would be abused me. That night I decided to take action. I showered and shaved me whole. After I smoked a joint loaded properly, drank a beer and got a semi-transparent nightgown gave me my ex and I never got brand new. Below only wearing a thong thread. You could clearly see my breasts through the fabric and large halos of my nipples that are similar in size to the oreo cookies. Then I lit another cigarette and went out to the balcony. They did not spend even 5 seconds and heard as it came fat and lit another cigarette. He gaped at me with those clothes and I could hardly speak, just not a "bububuen nocheeches". I laughed and felt like it was spliced.
I wondered if I would have a nice cold beer for me and he said yes, that if we took at home. For a moment I hesitated, but stunning reefer made me accept. I went through the fence of a meter separating the terraces and invited me. He said he had put the air and there would be more chilly.
I sat on the couch and on the couch. We drank 2 beers and we smoked another joint. I was already mareadísima and could barely keep my eyes open. He raised two other beers and back kitchen sat beside me. It gave me the beer but I almost could not do anything but hold it in your hand.
Then he began to stroke her thigh up and down, gently. I was immobilized and do not know what to do. Each time it was closer to my slit, he started wetting. He noted, as with that little clothing could hide. With his other hand he slid one strap dress, and then the other, leaving my breasts exposed. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them as if they were stress balls. He pulled the thong to her knees and began to caress the slit, which was completely flooded. He took my hand and placed it on his huge penis I started to masturbate. He introduced a finger into my slit and then two, still fondling my breasts and suck.
Suddenly and with a sudden movement, he took my head and put her mouth on his cock, and started culpársela as he had ever done. I moaned with pleasure as I got a finger in the ass and two in the slit. Then he climbed over me and I shoved his way down. I felt a mixture of pleasure and pain, but I began to ride him while would not let my boobs. I ran 3 times so far, he got up, took me to the balcony and placed me leaning over the railing, opened my legs and began to fuck me hard from behind. Although it was very late and we were away from the illness to other houses we could see someone put me even more horny. I do not know how many times I ran, but when he finally ran the I lost consciousness.
The next morning I woke up in my bed, naked and with a huge headache. At first I thought I had only been a dream, until I realized how bad it smelled and my slit was still with traces of semen.
I noticed there was a note on my nightstand: Tonight will be more! And when you turn to the note I realized it was a picture of me naked.
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