I had never had the experience I’m about to tell you about before.

I’ve had spectacular hookups with younger women and older ones, cousins, strangers, friends, but this one marked me in a very interesting way.

It all started when I lost a bet to my mother, who is very religious, and then I had to go to church with her to attend a service.

I’ve got nothing against religion, but I was never much of a church devotee—until that day….

When I walked into the church, I even found it interesting, lots of hot women, and some wearing tight little skirts on their bodies. I confess I wanted the chance to have fucked some of them, but anyway, let’s get to what matters.

I went in and sat down in a chair, when I saw a woman enter through the door whom at first I didn’t think was anything special. She was very hot, I confess. Patricia was her name, but the church faithful and friends had nicknamed her Paty, a 45-year-old woman, about 1.60m tall, white, with straight black hair down to the middle of her back, huge round breasts—what full melons she had, huge, firm, and round—a reasonable ass, though I personally like a nice big full ass more—but she did have a delicious ass, plump thighs, and hips made for a good doggy-style grip.

What caught my attention most and got me even harder was the fact that she was deaf, yes, deaf.

I found it strange how she ended up in that church, since they don’t do LIBRAS interpretation, but there she was. At first I watched closely, first because of her enormous breasts—I remember she was wearing a pink blouse and a black skirt down to the knee—second, to try to understand how she made sense of that religious ritual.

I noticed that, even though she couldn’t hear, she understood perfectly the people around her by reading lips.

I found it interesting. During the service I kept looking at her until she noticed. The first time our eyes met, she didn’t care. The second time, I think she realized I was always looking at her and started looking back, not with malice or interest, but with curiosity, because I was new there and I think she didn’t understand why I kept staring at her.

When the service finally ended, people stood up, some greeted me, others chatted, and my eyes were always on her, but after a few minutes she left. On the way home, casually as if it meant nothing, I asked my mother about Paty. I used her deafness as an excuse, and I found out that she was single, had been born hearing, but at age five had a disease and became deaf, had been attending that church for many years, had never married, had dated before but never married, lived alone, and her parents were far away. She came to São Paulo to study sign language, ended up liking it, and stayed.

She lived a few blocks from the church, in a rented room at the back of an old lady’s house.

During the week I researched sign language on the internet—what the desire for a good fuck won’t do…

And I learned a few signs, and at the next service there I was, finding a way to talk to her. When I made the first signs, she answered, thinking I knew the language. Then she noticed I didn’t really know LIBRAS and stopped paying me attention, turned her back and went to talk to other friends. I got pissed, because she had this arrogant, proud air, radiating independence and superiority, which only made me want to fuck that woman even more, out of pure spite.

I’ll fast-forward the story a bit, because in this little game it took months of services, conversations, etc. etc.… until I was in her bed fucking her with all I had.

In short, during those months I first got close with the intention of learning LIBRAS, until I convinced her, months later, to give me lessons.

At first we met in a bakery near her house. We sat down and talked for an hour, an hour and a half, but the advantage was that I no longer had to go to church just to see her.

She was always in skirts, blouses with no neckline, hair tied up, glasses—all of that only increased my desire for her, but she never gave me any opening. I loved it when she came wearing tighter skirts, because I could see the outline of her panties on that ass I wanted so badly. Sometimes it was a thong, sometimes a bigger pair of panties, but always delicious…

On a hot day she ordered an ice cream, and by accident let some drip onto her blouse, right over her breast. With the utmost calm, she slipped a hand under her breast to hold it up and with the other wiped the ice cream away. It sounds stupid, but seeing her do that was exciting, because she grabbed that full, big breast with such force to clean it, driving me crazy.

Sometimes while teaching me a sign she would take my hand and get a little red, but always with that superior, arrogant air.

One fine day, when she arrived at the bakery she hadn’t brought the notes for the lesson, so we went to her house. I was already imagining a good fuck in a thousand different positions.

We went in, talked for a few minutes with the woman who owned the house, and then went to the back of the yard, where her room was—a large room, with a bathroom and a small kitchen, but very tidy and fragrant.

I went in and sat in a chair near the bed. We talked, and had the lesson right there.

I asked to use the bathroom, and when I closed the door I saw her baby doll hanging behind it, white with little brown and pink teddy bears printed on it. I picked it up to smell it—perfumed, exciting. What a delicious smell this woman has, damn… I got hard instantly. From that day on, the lessons at her house were agreed upon, always with the door open. I sat in a chair and she sat on the edge of the bed.

Whenever I was arriving at her place, I’d send a text and she’d open the door for me.

One day I texted and nothing… I came in through the yard, the woman of the house didn’t seem to be there, I went to the back of the house and was faced with paradise. Paty was outside, still in her baby doll, turned away hanging clothes on the line. I almost fell backward. She was wearing that white baby doll, skin-tight on her body, up on her toes hanging the clothes, with no panties on, her little shorts wedged into that delicious ass. The shorts were tiny and ridden up, so you could see the start of that lovely ass I wanted so much. She stood on tiptoe and her ass stuck out even more; when she lowered her heels to the ground, her ass gave a little shiver from the impact. It was an unforgettable sight—those thick thighs on display and the top riding up. When she turned around, we both got a fright: her because she saw me there, and me because I saw those delicious tits, the blouse exploding from how tight it was, her breasts truly full and round, with the outline of her nipples through the thin sexy fabric. Then I recovered and said I’d texted her. She joked that she hadn’t “heard” it ring. I greeted her with two kisses and smelled the natural perfume of her hair and skin. What a sensual woman. And when we went inside, I lightly brushed my hand over her ass, making it seem accidental. I couldn’t resist. She didn’t say anything.

I was beside myself. I sat in the chair facing the bed and she put on her robe. Suddenly she got up on all fours on the bed to grab the notebook that was on the nightstand on the other side. With every movement the robe slid into her ass, making the shorts’ outline show. I almost jumped on her, but all I managed was a low, “Ahh, delicious!” because I knew she wouldn’t hear it.

She sat facing me, but noticed I was nervous.

I was cock-hard, almost exploding with desire, my balls hurting and my cock throbbing…

And there she was in her robe, fragrant, hair loose, until she took my hand to correct a sign I’d deliberately done wrong. I held her hand and took the chance. At that moment I said fuck it and moved in to kiss her. At first she pulled her head back, but I was faster and got to her mouth first. We shared a long kiss. She stood up with that arrogant air, clearly angry—or pretending to be—and told me I was mixing things up and that she shouldn’t have brought me there to her house, that it had all been a mistake, and asked me to leave. I was embarrassed and headed for the door, but I stopped. She was behind me. I turned around, grabbed her waist, and kissed her by force. At first she made some sounds with her mouth and tried to push me away, but then she relaxed and we kissed. What a hot, soft mouth. Very slowly my hands started sliding down to her ass and I began stroking it lightly. When I didn’t feel any reproach, I squeezed and grabbed that ass I wanted so badly, filling my hands with that delicious backside, feeling the shorts’ imprint. Then she pulled her head away and looked at me for a few seconds, dragged me to the bed, went to the door, looked toward the house in front, locked the door, smiled at me, ran and jumped, knocking me onto the bed. She was different—she seemed like another person. That modest, arrogant woman had given way to a fiery woman with no restraints.

I grabbed her ass and rolled on top of her, while I sucked her tongue and she sucked mine. I ran my hands up and fondled those melons I’d wanted so badly. We were in full combustion, moaning. She grabbed my hair, bit my mouth. I untied her robe, she sat up without our mouths parting and took it off. I immediately stood and pulled off her blouse, staring for a few seconds at those enormous tits—hard, firm, soft—it was like beholding a perfect landscape. After months, finally they would be mine, and I went straight for them. She was hot, on fire. I lay on top of her and comforted myself against those breasts, massaging them while biting, sucking the nipples, licking them very slowly, kissing even the underside of the tits and licking upward toward the hard nipples. She stroked my hair and moaned. I took off my T-shirt and buried my mouth between her breasts, my hands squeezing from both sides. I went down kissing and licking her belly. She started laughing and tugging my hair until I got where I wanted. I knelt on the floor and buried my face between her legs. She let out a loud moan. I licked over the shorts while soaking them completely. I yanked off my pants along with my underwear, sneakers, and socks. I fondled her breasts, then she lifted her hips so I could pull off the little shorts. What a beautiful pussy, tight, shaved, and fragrant, soaked with desire. She opened her legs and then I slowly buried my mouth in that pussy. It was drenched and hot. I ran my tongue from her perineum to her clit and massaged beneath it with my fingers while my tongue played with it. I moved my tongue down over her pussy and perineum to her little ass. I noticed she liked it, because the fine blond hairs on her thighs stood up. I licked her asshole and my fingers massaged her clit. She let out a long moan, delicious to hear. When I saw she was starting to moan more intensely, I focused on sucking her clit and slid two fingers very slowly into her pussy, starting the in-and-out. I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers. She spread her legs wider, grabbed my hair, the moans intensified, and then she came—came like a bitch in heat, moaning loud and long. With every moan she lifted her hips, making my mouth bury deeper on her clit and my fingers go deeper inside her cunt.

As soon as the orgasm was over, I lifted my head. She laughed at seeing my face all smeared up, wiped me clean with her hands, and pulled my body toward hers. Since she was all wet, I climbed up again kissing her belly and tits, positioned my cock at the entrance, and spent a few seconds brushing the head against her, getting it well wet with her vaginal fluid. When it was nicely lubricated with her hot juices, I lined it up and entered. Very slowly, in one thrust, my cock went in until my balls touched her little ass. She shut her eyes tight, clenched her teeth, and threw her head back. She was so hot and so tight that my cock even hurt a little going in. What a delicious pussy. I stayed still for a few seconds, kissing and sucking her tongue, and little by little I started thrusting. She moaned in my ear. When I felt she had gotten used to it, I began to intensify, grabbed her ass and fucked her hard into the depths. I could feel my balls brushing her little ass, pulling almost all the way out and driving back in. With every hard thrust she moaned. All that arrogance had vanished; she was tamed. I braced my elbows on the bed and started fucking hard and fast. Her moans were now broken with sobs. She buried her nails in my back and wrapped her legs around my waist. I felt her pussy crush my cock; she was coming again. She moaned, rolled her hips, and clenched her teeth. She comes in such an exciting, intense way. Seeing her like that, surrendered, was the fulfillment of the desires I’d had for her. I started feeling I was going to come, but I wasn’t crazy enough to finish like that. When she calmed down after the orgasm, I slowly pulled my cock out and got off her. I lay down on the bed. I didn’t even need to say anything. She suddenly jumped on top of me, positioned my cock at the entrance of her little cunt, and sat down very slowly. When she buried it all the way in, she moaned and rolled her eyes, throwing her head back. I grabbed her delicious ass and started fucking upward from below. It was spectacular watching her gorgeous tits tremble with the thrusts. I opened my legs wider to bury myself even deeper in that pussy. She moaned and rolled her eyes. When I got tired of thrusting from below, she started riding me. She looked like an experienced Amazon, hands on my chest, moving only her hips. In that moment she took control a bit, on top, her pussy sucking my cock, looking into my eyes with complete confidence in what she was doing. My hands roamed over her whole body, caressing her face, massaging her breasts, sliding down her waist, grabbing her ass, down her legs, and I massaged her feet. She liked it, smiled, nodded yes, while my cock invaded her delicious pussy with force I massaged her feet and calves. Then I sat up so I could suck those delicious breasts. With one hand I started fondling her breasts and slowly brought my fingers up toward her mouth, while I fucked from below. One hand held her ass firmly and two fingers were in her mouth. She sucked them deliciously. When they were well wet, I went down and started playing with her little ass. I slowly massaged her asshole, and kissing her mouth I slid one finger in very slowly. She started moaning and smiling at the same time, making a naughty face. When my finger was all the way in her ass, I slid in the second one. Then she said, “Aah, two?!” holding my face and nibbling my mouth, with that little slutty expression, my cock buried in her pussy, she rolled her hips with my fingers in her ass, my cock feeling her delicious cunt. I was finally in the bed of that woman I desired so much. A little more and I was going to come frantically in that tight, hot little pussy. We were sweaty and out of breath, when suddenly I heard a knock at the door. I stopped at once and looked at her in alarm. Breathless, her face pressed against mine, she asked, “What is it, why did you stop?” nibbling my mouth. I said someone had knocked at the door. She looked shocked, then there was another knock. I said, “They knocked again.” She pulled her face back and, with her hands, asked, “Are you sure, at my door?” I said yes. She was breathless and sweaty, turned her neck toward the door, her big tits moving deliciously. I looked down and saw her pussy with my cock all the way inside, and then we saw someone waving their hands in front of the glass in the door, and I heard another knock. The situation was: us sweaty and breathless, my cock buried inside her, two of my fingers in her little ass, and our bodies pressed together. Then she slapped both hands against my chest and said, “Shit, who is it now?!” She looked at me for a few seconds with an angry face, then took my hands off her, got off me, climbed out of bed. I couldn’t believe it. She put on her robe, asked me to go to the bathroom, I did, and she answered the door. It was the neighbor, who needed her for some unknown errand—what a cockblock. She came to the bathroom looking furious, told me to wait for her because she had to leave urgently. I stared at her, stunned, and told her to send the old woman away and let us continue. I grabbed her in the bathroom and started kissing her neck, but she didn’t want the woman to realize she had someone in the house, especially while fucking. She pushed me away, got dressed, gave me a kiss, and left, telling me to wait for her because our business wasn’t over yet. I was pissed. I was almost about to come.

I took advantage of it, had a good shower, and lay down on the bed. Since she didn’t come back, I ended up falling asleep. I woke up with her opening the door, but I pretended to be asleep. She locked the door slowly, took off her clothes, and got into bed. She started kissing me—my face, my neck—and went down nibbling and licking my body. Now it was my turn to get my reward, and what a soft mouth. When she got to my cock she didn’t waste time and took it into her mouth. My girlfriend rarely sucked me off, and only with a lot of insisting, and she sucked badly. Now I was there, lying down, with a delicious mature woman on all fours on the bed sucking my cock and looking into my eyes to evaluate her performance. I buried my hands in her soft, straight hair. After it was soaked with saliva, she kept kissing and going down, spread my legs and started licking my perineum. What an incredible sensation. While she jerked me off, her nose rubbed against my sack and her tongue traced my perineum and my ass. At first I found it strange, but then it was incredible. The best moment was when she took my balls into her mouth. It was a mix of pain and pleasure. Her mouth was full, and she kept jerking me off. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed that amazing blowjob. Suddenly she came over me and rode me again. She was already wet and hot inside, shoved those big tits in my face and rode like a whore. This time she was more aggressive, but I wanted to try her in different ways, as I had planned, and I rolled over on top of her. I got up, turned her body, put her on all fours, and buried my face in her ass. She buried her face in the pillow and moaned loudly. I licked that pussy all over, kissed and bit her ass, ran my tongue from her clit to her little asshole. When she was all smeared with saliva, I got up, grabbed my cock, and started tapping it against her ass, slowly running the head over the entrance of her pussy and her little asshole, leaving it all slick with saliva and vaginal fluid. Then I penetrated her, invading that hot pussy again. She moaned loudly into the pillow. I’ve always found insulting a partner during sex exciting, but my girlfriend didn’t like it, said it was rude, she was very proper. But now I was there with a deaf woman—if she didn’t like it, she wouldn’t hear it anyway. So I started: are you liking it, my little slut, liking getting rammed in that pussy? I’m going to fuck you like a street whore, ah my cow, what a tasty little cunt, I’m going to wreck you all the way open, you’ll be all sore and fucked raw. And I started pounding her hard. Her ass trembled with the impact of my pelvis. With every thrust she moaned, and her hair swayed. Then she opened her legs wider. “That’s it, my whore, open up all the way, let your man eat that pussy up with gusto, my delicious little slut, let me fuck you hard, you’ll give it to me whenever I want, my whore.” She started grinding and trembling her hips. I saw her grab the sheets and heard her moaning louder. “You coming, my cow? Huh?! Coming on your man’s cock?!” And I intensified. She shook all over, her pussy clenched, and she came deliciously, face buried in the pillow. What a delight seeing her on all fours coming. With every thrust her ass trembled from the impact and I heard the sound mixed with her moan and mine. If the neighbor came by at that moment she would definitely hear everything, because we were in full combustion. Then she stopped; she was completely passive. I pulled out my cock and went back to burying my face in her ass, but this time I focused on her little asshole. I licked and massaged it, with her still on all fours. After it was well wet, I put her on her side, lay behind her, lifted one of her legs, and aimed my cock at the entrance of that delicious little asshole. I thought she might resist, but she was passive and breathless. I started kissing her neck, slid my arm under her waist and grabbed her delicious tits, and with my other hand I guided my cock and slowly invaded. What a delight hearing my cock invade that little asshole, the sound of wet skin rubbing. I let my cock go in very slowly, and when I was all the way inside, I started thrusting slowly, gradually increasing. After a few minutes I increased the pace. She then put one arm over her head and grabbed my hair, clenching her teeth and moaning. I fucked without mercy now. I propped her leg up over mine, massaged her breasts with one hand, and with the other I slid three fingers into her pussy. She moaned loudly and deliciously, holding my hand at her cunt. I was almost coming too. I felt her tremble all over. I intensified the fucking on her, and suddenly turned her on top of me. The sight was: me half lying on the bed—I had my back against the pillows—her on top with her back to me, my three fingers inside her pussy and my cock buried in her asshole. She lay down and turned a little to the side. I grabbed her waist, lowered my head, and sucked one of her tits. With one arm around my neck, stroking my hair and moaning, it was a delicious sight. She rolled her hips and my cock moved in and out. I sucked her nipples, massaged her waist, and with my other hand buried three fingers in her pussy. She moaned deliciously. When I got tired of thrusting from below, she ground herself with my cock buried inside and my balls brushing her perineum. Then I started to feel a chill run through my legs and sack. I intensified the thrusts. She started squeezing my fingers and trembling all over, moaning, and then we exploded in a delicious orgasm at the same time—she squeezing my fingers, clenching her teeth, grabbing my hair, and me in her hot asshole, filling it with semen. At the moment I came, I bit her breast, and she screamed. It was an intense climax. I came everything inside her asshole, and with each shot of cum I pushed deeper, not wanting to lose a single drop of that moment. When I finished coming, we were exhausted, sweaty, and breathless. I stayed inside her a little while longer. She was now stroking my hair and I was kissing the place where I’d bitten her breast. My teeth left a mark, but she later said she liked it. I slowly pulled my cock out, hearing it slide free. She got off me, with cum running out of her asshole onto the sheet. We were satisfied. She lay down on my chest and I hugged her. We stayed silent, both looking at the ceiling, resting a little. She fell asleep calmly and comforted. About two hours later I woke her very slowly, stroking and kissing her face. We went to the shower together. We didn’t do anything—we were exhausted—though I did get aroused in the shower. She just washed my cock, but when I tried to fuck her again in the shower she stopped me and left. I stayed a few more minutes, not knowing how things would be from then on. I had a girlfriend, she lived alone in a room, so we came to the conclusion that we should stop the lessons.

I confess I wanted to continue our adventure, but she decided not to, because it was better that way. But after that day I still convinced her and we met a few more times to satisfy the longing, with blowjobs and anal, until I got a job in another city, and our games ended for good.

But it was an unforgettable, scorching experience—fucking a sexy little deaf woman.