This may sound insane, but the world is insane, am I to blame because Tránsito Cocomarola was madly in love with Mafalda Cooper?
An ideal evening for Tránsito Cocomarola consisted of a romantic dinner, fettuccine, soft wine, candles, and a good fucking in the shower.
In contraposition to this, an ideal evening for Mafalda Cooper consisted of pizza "Hut", Gatorade drunk from the bottle, laxatives, and a good session of scat sex.
All these matters -perhaps strange, or depraved- were known thanks to the book written by Tránsito Cocomarola himself: "Mafalda Cooper, the girl who didn't give you what you wanted", essay in which Cocomarola talked to himself all the time, in perfect soliloquy, playing the double role of interviewer, and interviewed.
The book was, actually, pretty atypical: on the last page, Tránsito Cocomarola gets annoyed with himself, and ends the interview, walking away outraged.
The book was censored worldwide because, as you maybe know dear reader, the scat sex still represents a taboo -mostly, and worldwide I think-, and besides, the text resulted -apparently- repugnant, or too crude for certain sensibilities and the morality of these times.
I wouldn't transcribe it in its entirety, and decided to leave the crudest parts out, notwithstanding, with a few paragraphs, you could have an idea about the subject matters that nourished this entangled, inverted? But passionately human narration.
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"After our third dinner, at my home, the Gatorade got Mafalda weirdly fervent (she drank a lot of it). I still was seated, tasting a last portion of lasagne verdi, when she started unbuttoning her black shirt.
Furtively her melons were nicely revealed, both fleshy circumferences were solidly supported by a blue brassiere, I chewed slowly, my mind started getting confused and agitated:
she came closer and giggled, covering suddenly her breasts with the shirt again
standing up, I held her by her shoulders and begged her to let me fuck her in the shower."
-So, you mean that you wanted to have sexual congress with her taking a shower? Yes?
"Yes, exactly, sexual congress, as you say.
Taking a shower.
I always was mad about showers, the showers get my dick... how could I explain? Buffffff.
The showers get my dick so hard... as iron, I don't know why. It's insane how the showers get me. I lose control, I almost lose consciousness. It's... it's like Viagra® for me, the shower, I mean.
'Let me thrust my hot chouriço into your wet bread under the water mother fucker', I told her, and raised an eyebrow like a cunt.
She giggled so manically that a fart escaped from her anus.
A thundering, categorical, incontestable fart that got me even more aroused.
Suddenly she made an odd movement with her neck and a gesture that I couldn't understand: from her handbag she took a small and pink plastic bottle, opened it and drank it
she grasped the sleeve of my shirt like a queen leopardesse from the savage savannas and told me a tantalizing and -at first- incomprehensible phrase:
'Not shower, little boy: I want caca much caca, and piss, that's what I want".
-Pardon, she told you what?
"That's what she said, pushing me into my own room, and tackling me with the stamina of a rugby player, ferocious like a wasted tango chanteuse. I fell on my bed like a dislocated marionette.
She took her black shirt and her white pants off, and jumped on me:
the blue lace of the thong that covers the twat fell seated exactly on my mouth
she commanded me to take the thong off using my teeth only, I did what I could.
Once the thong was on the floor, her naked buttocks started rubbing my face, while her anus and cunt caressed my lips in rhythmical sway:
I stretched my tongue, so that it would caress her vulva at every sway, but as soon as this lingual contact occurred, she cuntfarted in my mouth, and then released a felicitous set of chained anal flatulences:
all this, but especially the cuntfart in my face got me maddeningly horny. I reacted and lifted her in the air, put her back against the matress like a wrestler, and started fucking her furiously".
-Wow man, this is getting a bit... um, improper?
"While I fucked her with so much fervor, I was trying to take the brassiere off, with some difficulty I made the melons jump off the soutien at last, and started sucking the areolas and the nipples.
The left nipple was much more erect than the right, this woman was odd, so I sucked it more:
incredibly, or not, she had lots of milk, she breastfed me while I fucked her, it was a strange experience, exquisite, savage, confusing.
I don't know if she had an orgasm or three, probably none, but she started cuntfarting a lot when I cum.
I still don't know where I cum, probably in her asshole, not sure".
-Man, that's disgusting, that' so...
"(interrupting) After the ejaculation I fell on the matress with my eyes fixed on the ceiling thinking about my cock[sic], Mafalda Cooper was not satisfied, in the least, she didn't even start yet, and a cock in her cunt and anus wasn't exactly what she wanted... it was not the only thing she wanted, she wanted so much more than that
her sweet vengeance would come in a strange way:
once again she sat on my face, while I still was relaxed by the orgasm, and started farting massively, my olfactive cavities were inundated by the intestinal aroma of this girl, and although I didn't dislike it, I would have preferred she would take it with a bit of calm.
Unexpectedly -or not at this stage- as I saw her anal ring getting elastically expanded, she started releasing, and still for my surprise, a muscular, smoky, succulent, well-shaped turd in my mouth
it had some pieces of garlic incrusted, or it was rice? I closed my mouth".
-What the fuck? You mean... you mean, was she shitting in your mouth?
"Exactly. I closed my mouth though, I don't want to eat shit, not even girl's shit.
Maybe for love, one day, for real love, I'd eat shit, but hey I just knew Mafalda Cooper, four, five days ago, not even a week, no, definitely: I closed my mouth, although the turd was healthy, admirable.
I admit that, notwithstanding I refused to taste it, the warmth of the turd, mixed with the texture of her buttocks in my face, and the massive release of hormones, bodily signals, fluids and smells, made me enjoy it in a mysterious way.
Even more, feeling and smelling this girl's turd in my face gave me an erection and how, like a fucking log.
While I took the turd out of my face, licking it a bit to please her, and as due prize for my scatological endurance, she changed position and started sucking my cock, like any sane woman enjoys sucking a cock, unless we're talking about an entity from the outer space, a militant lesbian or Margaret Thatcher.
Her position allowed us to do 69, so that I enjoyed sucking her cunt, as well, fact that made her moan and cuntfart for a while, when I started feeling something new
something extremely exciting, but pretty irregular..."
-What do you mean?
"Well... which at first I deemed a normal wetness in her vaginal lips, due to the sexual arousal, started getting out of control, increased, a hyperbole:
in fact I realized she was pissing in my mouth, yes
she was freely urinating in my mouth while she sucked my cock at the same time.
Surprised but overjoyed, I loved that golden river flowing from the urethra with tepid tenderness on my lips, nose and cheeks which, by the way, was washing the remaining crap from my face.
Is here when my senses started getting enraptured in an abnormal-abnormal trance, those abnormal trances that the normal people don't even dare to allow their minds to consider:
I immediately begged her to stop for a second, I lifted her butt with my hands, and asked her to go on:
the golden river was golden rain now, falling from a greater height on my face, deliciously, with all that warm release of female hormones in it, making me a happy animal, completely amoral, for a short while she was my sun, a raining sun.
I kept my mouth closed... although I loved to open it every now and then, to taste some little sip from that cascade of gold, and despite Mafalda Cooper was an average looking woman, like any next door girl, for me she was the very goddess Aphrodite discharging all her liquid honey on me, gold, delight in its purest and most boundless state, so replete of ardor and so replete of occult significances".
-Um, I don't think this is exactly what I expected from this interview, this is sick and wrong.
"When the dulcet diluvium ended, I still sucked and licked and sucked the cunt even more, elastic and oligo-moisturized with piss, while the compot of pleasure started flowing again
and I realized that no coitus was necessary in our little felicity, because the orgasms came easy and astonishing
like the most amoral fantasy forbidden by the God of Israel on the Mount Zion 10.000 years ago, and never heard by anyone, but two
like an America that Columbus never discovered, and that's not called America, and that's not America, and whose oxygen, creatures, light, colors and amplitude are stranger than any other place on the Earth
and I abused and abused so much of that peach of flesh that the clitoris gained mass and my tongue fucked it.
Yes, my tongue fucked the clitoris
it fucked it so good, but so good that her moans coincided with a massive vaginal ejaculation in my exhausted mouth
and among crowning cuntfarts
and among her screams of pleasure, it came
because we were melted as one only animal loving himself
and we turned the grotesque into august solemnity
and we turned the ridiculous into diamante & misterio
and we turned the pathetic into all the things that they rejected, to build a Heaven
and this time I opened my mouth like a wolf, terrible the wolf is
an ogre I was with my mouth, a horror.
Because I wanted all that copious vaginal gushing in my mouth, all
vicious, selfish, all for me, all, for me only, like an egoist, a beast, all for me".
-Sorry, I think I have to go now, we may... you know, end the interview some other d...
"(interrupting) Insatiable, she begg... she commanded me to put my cock in her mouth, and forced me to urinate her in the mouth
to fill her mouth she begged me, yes, yes, to fill it with a given, an extravagant sea of weewee, urinating in her bucal desperation as if my whole life depended on it
like a rare and virtually perfect feeding bottle, as if she were a baby, and I could give her not only thick milk, but also golden nectar.
I slid the cilinder of flesh into her anxious mouth, fortunately I drank wine enough during the dinner, so I had the tank quite full already... like a liberation, I left the torrent go, and go, and go
AAAAHHHHHHH..! The more I urinated, the harder my cock got
with the hardened shaft inside, rivers of silvery gold overflowed, almost exploded from the inflated lips of Mafalda Cooper, escaping down her chin, neck, and finally sliding like glorious meanders toward her tits
auric watercourses of degeneracy, more invaluable than the gold with valence 3 of Olympus
more peerless than the blue water of Infernos
because her eyes were fixed in me, in ecstasy".
-Ok, good evening. And thanks for your... ahem, story, eventually it will be published in our magazine in the course of the next... semesters? Or decades. Haha, yes.
"Wait, are you leaving? Would you like some cocoa? Chocolate con churros? Un mate? I still have some Pierogi in the fridge..."
-I'm sorry Mr. Obscenity, but I have better things to do, like scratching my balls or simply farting nonsensically on the sofa, good ev...
"(interrupting) Emotioned, with her eyes brilliant, immense and bursting in tears, Mafalda Cooper invited me with a gesture to drink from the remaining mead still treasured in her mouth:
I pushed my lips against hers, and both opened our mouths at the same time... the pee -which for our insane deviation was hydromel- passed from a mouth to the other stirred by our tongues in a raving kiss:
we swallowed with courage and joy, while I started biting gently her lips, cheeks, neck...
... biting her, biting her earlobes, her nipples, her nose, like an enamoured cannibal... biting her c... "
-(interrupting) Thanks good evening
(walks away horrified, opens the door, disappears)
"Cocomarola! It's not over yet!
Eh! Come back!
Cocomarola!"
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