I like women. I can’t avoid run after every pussy around me. When I see a beautiful woman all my energies run in direction to fuck her.

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I’ve been with single women, married women, engaged women, divorced women, widows. Some were even depressed women; some due to a recent break-up, some due to a death; both, young and older. Some, until under medical treatment, making easier my goal, I can’t deny it.

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I’ve never been worried about them, neither about what could happen once we already fucked and I took a new path to another woman without musing the possible consequences it could bring out to them. I find it like a funny game, but it also has its risks. I know this quite well because more than once I’ve been involved in tricky situations. So, I could make a well plenty list.

 

One of such risks, for instance, is being caught by a jealous boyfriend at the very moment in which you are screwing his girl. Even more, when he weights 220 Lbs. and works as a bar doorman. Usually, this matter turns him angry and if it happens, it’s not a good thing at all. However, unfortunately, it happens sometimes, and when it happens you should prepare yourself for anything.

 

I know this now because two weeks ago my last conquest moved to my block, and she came with one of this better-for-you-being-never-cought-while-you-are-fucking-his-girl boyfriends. It was love at the first sight. She was a stunning blonde with blue eyes, sculpted body, amazing rounded ass and a perfect small tits. “I have to fuck her, no matter how”, I thought. Then, I started to make my game, and luckily, she fell into my net two days ago.

 

If this story end here, it would be only the story of one more woman from the long list of my conquests, and undoubtedly, it would have zero interest for the book of my memories; too much repeated to be told. However, it didn’t end here. It was something else in that intercourse; something that changed my mind, something like a mystic revelation.

 

Everything began when we were fucking at her apartment and her boyfriend came into the bedroom by surprise, leaving us with no chance to scape. He came running towards me and threw to the center of my face a heavy straight right punch which compelled me to pack my bags and take the first non-stops flight to the moon.

 

It was an unexpected trip to which I had not booked my flight ticket. Thus, light like a steam cloud, my body started to rise, going through the atmosphere with an increasing speed like a bubble that goes from the bottom, to the surface of the ocean.

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Peaked the outer space, I checked those sights were amazingly beautiful. I kept going up and so, I went by close to the International Space Station, where its crew were gathered in one of its windows. They waved me, being thrilled by my wonderful no-engine lift up, and they were encouraging me to keep going up. I greeted them with a smile on my face, being proud of myself; I made even the military salute, which they received nicely, sending back theirs.

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I left them behind and I kept going up miles and miles away from the earth, until I reached the moon’s gravity field. There, I was driven towards the side renowned as the side of the moon which there is no possible way of being able to be observed from the earth, or most commonly: The dark side of the moon.

 

The place was astonishingly beautiful. There was a little civilization built with a lot of houses around the same area, with many fields for the harvest here and there. Set I right over this, I started my landing on the moon; going down very slowly, like a feather in the air, right at a little nice farm placed near the edge of a silvered crater filled with ice-water, from where a lot of little sparks were shimmering.

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My descent was soft and clear; it sweetly guided by something very cool, which made me perch slowly on a cozy made of cotton clouds bed, inside one of the farm’s bedrooms.

 

The room was fantastically decorated; everything was lighted by a soft and fair light, which was entering by two big windows. It fell over the furniture, fragmenting itself when it was reflected, filling the room with a pile of glowing brush-strokes with the rainbow’s colors. That room looked like a magic fairy’s bedroom.

 

I was laying on the cotton-cloud bed when I started to hear voices and laughter that were coming from outside the room. It seemed a gang of women that were approaching me. I was static waiting to see what happened. Finally, they came into the room and saw me; after a couple of seconds of overwhelming silence, they started to celebrate warmly that I was there.

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“I knew it, I knew it... we were going to receive one”, “Yes! Look at him! He’s very cute!”, “Not so fast, honeys!! I first!!”, “I’m sure it’s my birthday present!! I first! “. The gang was so greatly excited than I barely was able to tell them a word before we started to fuck.

 

They four were really beautiful. They had the sort of hot stunning body that is optimal to get easily a job as stripper in the earth; to go a little further, they were the kind of women which many men spend all their lives dreaming with.

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It was going to be the best sex encounter of my life; I was there with those four statuesque women, without having a fixed reference where focus my attention. Legs, pussies, arms, lips; all in big quantity. My cock sucked by two different mouths as I licked a pussy and was frolicking another with my fingers. That was a hectic give and receive pleasure without any reservation.

 

Kisses, gobs, drooling tongues and saliva puddles in many parts of our naked anatomies. Gags and choking between moans and exhalations of pleasure as the temperature increased. An out of control mood, being ruled by a managing of the situation for achieving the satisfaction that we were looking for.

 

Penetrations, dilated assholes, screams of pleasure, orgasms, moans, creampies, squirting, fisting, spanks. I cummed once, I cummed twice, I cummed three times and I not counted more anymore the times that I cummed. We all orgasmed several times, getting us soaked by all our fluids. We rested to go ahead later, again and again. Licking, kissing, sucking, fucking, slapping, orgasming, embracing, time after time.

 

We were boosted by an endless energy, feeding ourselves only with the desire of getting more pleasure. We were feeling an attraction to the ecstasy of the flesh, which embraced us together and leaded us to slake our thirst of desire with the other’s body. We put a lot of energy in all we did, as much as what the universe needs to make wheel a galaxy.

 

Squeezed and drunk tons of our juices, the party was going taking its end. We had been fucking two suns and now we were tired. Our five bodies were interlaced, resting laid over the soft cotton-cloud bed and drawing a shape of star with my body at the center as the shaft, when a white fog came into the room. It had come to pick me up to lift me back to the earth; I didn’t know it but the women did and quickly as they realized it was there, they clung to me, attempting to avoid I was taken.

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 “No, please, don’t take him!! “, “Please, let him with us just a little more!”, “It’s not fair... we want him! “, “We’ll never ask you for something else, please let him stay! “. They begged to the white fog as I started to take fly to come back home, leaving behind that wonderful place.

 

“I’ll never forget you honeys!! Be strong!! Maybe one day we see each other again” I said just after my flight were accelerated and I was taken out from the lovely farm, from the city, from the civilization and from the dark side of the moon with a great speed, almost without letting me take conscience of my return trip.

 

My sight turned black at my arrival to the earth and for a while that I could not calculate, an utter vacuum seized my senses. Suddenly, still in black, a rhythmic and constant beep at the background took me out from the deep mind lethargy in which I was plunged.

 

I felt a strong ache on my head and body. I wanted to open my eyes, but I barely could. I realized my head was bandaged, my eyes were swollen and my nose was broken. I also felt a strong ache on my right side, which was stinging me each time I inhaled, surely, because of some broken rib.

 

Through a little slit I could open in my eyelids. I saw that I was at the hospital surrounded by wires and machines, linked all to me.

 

Warned by my wake up, a gang of nurses and a doctor came to me. I recognized them as the same four faces from my lunatic experience. Their cares were not exactly the same, but their attention was and I appreciated it. Then, they explained me everything what had happened.

 

I understood it quickly. My neighbor’s boyfriend had slammed me hardly and I had passed two days in coma.

 

Maybe, I deserved it. Maybe, it was too much. I don’t want to think about it. It happened and now it just belongs to the past. But, if I think about it, I find strange that after a women-seeker life to get pleasure, the best pleasure of my life had come to me through a man who wanted to give me as much pain as he could give me.

 

I don’t have answers for a lot of life's mysteries, but now, I do have another question to add. So, I’ll investigate to find the answers. I feel that’s my duty. Besides, I still haven’t thought get married, neither move out from my apartment.