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by María García


The thing

There’s a man
with three fingers
in the only hand he has,
a hook, few teeth,
kinda dwarfish, sticky look.
He approaches and tells me
that he wants to touch my thing.
He’s nuts!
I ain’t got a thing between my legs;
I’ve got a clit,
a sweating cunt
with a pair of labia
and a milk tongue
that sometimes shows up.
The man
no longer wanna touch me
don’t wanna see me anymore.
He’s gone
and he’s called me nuts.


Freaks

We’ve wishing it with my boyfriend for a long time. Having a three-some with a different person. He wanted a midget. I wanted an hemiplegic or someone who lacked a leg.

We have already experienced plenty of things, but as it says a saying around there in matter of sex, you never can see an end, once we had began trying stuff, our imagination seemed to grow and suggest us new and new things.

We wanted to try it, and soon. That’s why we started to search the so valuable trophy. I knew it was much more easier to get what I wanted. In several corners of M. downtown there are handicapped who beg the drivers or sell stuff and there are others who frequently go to coffee houses or crowded spots in downtown. While my boyfriend kept looking every person that passed by in search of his tiny third one something really surprising happened.

In fact it was an unexpected refusal that surprised us and almost made us quit our plans.

We’ve been talking before about how to face this affair and since we didn’t know how to do it, we did it in the most candid way, kinda head-on crash.

We got to the above mentioned corner where this people beg, it was around one thirty p.m, it was really crowded and it looked like they were earning some bucks so we didn’t want to bother them and besides we were so nervous that we couldn’t do the right thing.

We’ve noticed a brown haired guy that used a cap and looked determined and not a bit slavish or fake faced.

When only a car or two passed by once in a while, he and other guy were all set to go away. We faced him right away.
-Sorry, can we talk with you a minute?

The guy was a little surprised, he looked at both of us but said yes and he told the other one to meet later I didn’t hear well where.

-Yes? –He asked a little suspicious, I guess.
-No, we wanted to make you a proposal.
-What thing? –He said.

At this point I was thinking what a hell we were doing and I thought that if we screwed it, it was almost the same thing to screw it half or to screw it completely.
-Look, -I told him- we wanted to have a different sexual relationship and we wanted to know if you wanted to.

The guy thought it over a second, just a second and then he told us:
-You kids, look. I’ve got a wife and a son. I’ve got to make a living for them and for me. Look at me now, didn’t you notice? So don’t come and fuck me assholes.

And he went away. We were shocked. Not that we couldn’t go after him and tell him it was no joke, that it was serious. We just couldn’t react.

Disappointed we went to internet to try to take our chances in the web. We looked for midgets everywhere, handicapped, people willing to have a meeting just the way we were looking for.

And so we saw her. Well, in fact it was almost impossible not to see her. It must have been 400 lbs. of corporal mass, everything I had, she had it five times; a huge balloon from whose minimum mouth in pink lipstick, got out at times a bubble of a, perhaps, menta-guarana gum.

We looked at each other with complicity. It wasn’t really what we were looking for but in some ways it was much better ‘cause she was there and she looked at us and she smiled while chatting, looked at us, smiled, blew up her gum, paf!!!, wrote and looked at us again.

We tempted her with a bag of sweets and she warned us that without doughnuts she wouldn’t go anywhere.

After ten bakery shops or so we finally found them and we prepared ourselves for the banquet.

It was an absolute feast for our eyes. All that meat that we’ve seen stuffed in a pair of tight jeans and a Betty Boop sweatshirt it seemed to begin enlarging in size when the girl took off her clothes. All white, generous, huge but firm. I’ve never seen a pair of boops that big and to tell the truth I didn’t know what to begin with. My boyfriend made up his mind quick and rushed on a teat that sucked for ever. I felt like suckling and I grasped the other one.

Afterwards I began to touch her here and there, fascinated; it was like having a gigantic doll to play with. Suddenly the girl laid down on the bed, more flesh spreading all over the place, flesh that didn’t make a sound or moved easily.

I carefully opened her legs while my boyfriend put a condom on. And there I saw her, almost impossible not to see her. She had a vagina according to her size, it was huge, pink and looked hungry as her owner. After recovering of the impression that caused me I anointed her with some peanut butter left of the doughnuts and I made her suck from my fingers what was left. The chick licked her lips with lust and began to twist all her body.

She helped with the penetration opening slightly her thighs so the way be wide opened and when she felt the cock moving inside her, she exhaled deep sighs and started to sweat plentifully. I kissed my boyfriend and stroked her breasts, coated with sweat, afterwards I passed my hands all over my body and my boyfriend’s perineum till his cock, lubricating with perspiration the impact zone.

When the chick started to breath her last and moan noisily we saw the end near and we hurried and came all together at the same time of a clamorous fart whose smell mixed with the smell of coffee in the room.

We both remained laying on her meat quite a long time, and we almost fell asleep. After a while my boyfriend asked:
-So, how did you like it? Was it good?
-It was fine –I said.
-Not bad –she said.
-Had you done this before? –My boyfriend asked.
-No –she said-. But when I saw you so innocent, so pretty, I felt tempted. The truth is when it comes to sex, I always want to try more. You can never have enough experience, right? –She finished with a demolishing smile.

Then we dressed and she invited us to have breakfast.



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