CHAPTER 1 (1)
✨ Author’s Note ✨
English Beta Version Unedited 💫.
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My name is Mariana Rivas, I am an eighteen-year-old girl: tall with shapely legs and big buttocks. My bust is also quite large and my waist is small. My hair color is blonde and my eyes are blue. My skin is clear and without any imperfections. For most men I am what they call “beautiful”, however, I have never felt that way. For me, a person’s attractiveness is not based on their appearance, but on their good feelings. That is why I consider Don Filomeno to be the best friend of my entire short life. He is a fifty-two-year-old man who works at my school as a janitor. His height is almost mine, except for the few centimeters less that make him look shorter than me. He is somewhat pot-bellied and sweats a lot, but that is because he is nervous. His face is round and has several moles. His smile is sweet despite the crookedness of his teeth. He is dark and very hairy (everything is grayish). Her legs are chubby, and he has a bigger butt than mine.
Unfortunately, my classmates make fun of him because they consider him a horrible monster, but for me he is a tender and very loving man.
We met when I was in high school. I was fifteen and he was forty-nine. We got along right away, although we didn’t talk until three months later.
I have always felt out of place in my classmates’ conversations. Their taste for the wild stuff bores me and on one occasion when I was escaping from an absurd conversation with them, I found Don Filomeno. I don’t know why, but I dared to talk to him and I marveled at his patience in listening to me and the mature answers he gives. He is truly a wise man. His age has given him a great deal of experience that captivates me and there is not a day when I don’t look for him to continue hearing the wonders that come out of his mouth. Unfortunately, a month ago our relationship began to change (it was almost when I became the girlfriend of a popular boy named Erik).
That day I was excited to tell him that I finally had a boyfriend, but the more I talked, Don Filomeno’s face became sad and although he congratulated me, we have not spoken since that day. I see him from afar and my distractions make my boyfriend angry. He says that it seems like I don’t care and sometimes I feel like he is right. I don’t know if I love him or if I am with him only because I did not want to be left behind by my classmates who had boyfriends since they were twelve.
The days continued to pass, and the loneliness left by Don Filomeno’s isolation began to hurt me more and as if this were not enough, one afternoon when I was determined to give myself to my boyfriend to show him my love, I heard something that made me furious.
–So, Erik, are you going to sleep with Mariana?
–Of course, Bro!... that ass is going to be mine.
–But then you’re going to leave it for us to eat too, right?
–You know I always give them my trophies. The exotic Mariana is going to give them all to me and when they are worthless, they will share them.
Everyone laughed at his words. I, for one, was furious. That idiot just wanted to be first and brag about it, but he was going to be left wanting.
I entered determinedly and they immediately fell silent.
–I thought better of it and I don’t want to hang out with a small, idiotic little kid, so we broke up.
I quickly left school and went home. When I arrived, I slammed the door, and my mother came down to see what was happening.
–Today I was going to make the worst mistake of my life – was the only thing I said.
–What mistake are you talking about, Mariana?
–I was going to sleep with a jerk, but in the end I realized that he just wanted to use me.
–Oh, daughter, come! –She extended her hand and I grabbed it. Then we sat down on an armchair. –Honey, never give yourself to just anyone. You never forget the first time and it is very important that you choose a person that not only attracts you physically, but that you also admire and respect. Maybe it won’t be the person you marry, but you will have the most beautiful memory of your life if you give the gift of your virginity to someone who deserves it.
As my mother spoke, I was surprised to think of Don Filomeno’s face and the most confusing thing was that I saw both of us naked making love. That image not only disturbed me, but it also dampened my intimacy like never before and I had to close my legs to contain myself.
–Mom... what if the person was someone unattractive?
–MMM, well the first thing you have to ask yourself is if that bothers you. If his appearance is not good, but you want him, then he is the right one.
–The right one! –I repeated, unable to erase Don Filomeno’s face from my mind.
–Well, daughter, it’s best that you go and rest. You shouldn’t put pressure on yourself. The right man will come along, so don’t worry.
Without saying anything else, I got up and locked myself in my room. I tried to sleep, but every time I closed my eyes, the image of Don Filomeno and I desperately loving each other appeared. I wanted to touch my private parts because the pangs were painful, but I stopped, because I would like it to be the man I choose who makes me discover all those pleasures and biting the pillow, I fell asleep a few hours later.
Days went by and I couldn’t stop evoking those erotic images with a man who is almost three times my age. Every time I saw him, I ran to hide, but I couldn’t get him out of my mind.
One Friday, my mother told me that she was going to Indonesia for work and that I would be alone for the weekend. She said she would try to call me, but she couldn’t promise that she would be able to, since it was difficult to do so from there. I told her not to worry because I was of age and could take care of myself.
She reluctantly left on her trip and I headed to school.
At dismissal time, I didn’t want to go home, so I started walking around the campus, but my feet took me to a place I didn’t expect to visit and even though my conscience told me I should leave, as I stood in front of an old door of a small house far from the buildings and hidden by trees, I couldn’t help but wish he was there.
With my trembling hand I knocked on the door. At first I didn’t hear a sound and I thought maybe he wasn’t there, but when I was about to turn around, the door opened and out came the man who hadn’t left my head for days. Seeing him flooded my body with sensations and desires that I thought I couldn’t possibly feel and, unable to control myself, I threw myself into his arms, crying desperately.
–What’s wrong Mariana? –I couldn’t answer him– my sweet princess! Don’t scare me, tell me what’s wrong!
–Please... take me inside.
He obeyed and took me into his little house and closed the door.
I had visited this place before. It was so small that it always felt comfortingly warm, and the lack of windows turned the house into a pleasantly warm oven, and the trees surrounding it kept it humid enough to acclimatize it.
Filomeno sat me on his lap as he always did. Before, this gesture hadn’t bothered me, but from my lustful thoughts I couldn’t help but pay attention to the bulge under my buttocks. It was the first time I felt that I was hard as a rock and I wondered if he thought of me that way too.
His hands caressed my back and his hoarse voice in my ear began to excite me furiously and I moved away a little to look at him properly. He was really an old and unattractive man, but there was something in his gaze that I really liked. His eyes reflected the weariness of the years, but the gray tone was beautiful and their brightness dazzled me. My hands ran over his battered face, and several times my fingers touched his moles, but I didn’t feel disgust or anything like that and I continued exploring his enormous nose and his dry lips. With a finger I opened his mouth and touched his teeth. When his tongue touched my skin, I couldn’t control myself any longer and I kissed him so deeply that our tongues immediately tangled. I had never kissed my boyfriend like that. With Erik I barely separated my lips, but with Filomeno my mouth devoured his with desperation. The war of tongues was long and I even felt his saliva slipping down my throat. The clicking was so loud that it was the only thing that could be heard in the whole place. My hands kept running over his face and sometimes I held the back of his neck so that he couldn’t break this exciting kiss, but as always happens, we ran out of air and slowly we separated.
We were both breathing with difficulty and suddenly Filomeno seemed to regain consciousness because he tried to lift me up, but I anchored myself more to his legs and his penis almost stuck into my buttocks.
–This is not right, Mariana –his voice was shaky and his sad look hurt me –you are so young and I am so old and ugly, that I do not deserve to have tasted the sweetness of your lips.
–Don’t say that, Don Filomeno –I replied, still caressing his face –there is no one in the world who deserves my kisses more than you.
–What do you mean? –His body trembled, but his gaze changed to one full of hope.
–I mean that I have come to you to ask you to give me the most important moment a woman can have.
–And that would be it? –His thick, rough hands gripped my waist and our faces got closer.
–I want you to make love to me –I finally said, and then kissed him.
This kiss started out tender, but as our tongues entwined, it became one filled with passion. Don Filomeno opened his mouth so wide that it seemed like he wanted to eat me, and on several occasions he nibbled on my lips. His saliva was so much that my mouth could not contain all the threads that slid down it. His hands caressed my belly and then went up to my breasts and kneaded them hard. His touch was desperate and at times his squeezes hurt me, but at the same time they excited me and I let him do it. This kiss was even longer than the first and although we were short of air, we decided to just take a small breath, but we never ended it, not until one of his hands slipped under my blouse and touched the skin at the beginning of my breasts. Feeling his touch made me gasp and that brought him back to his senses and broke our contact. In my attempt to catch his mouth, I leaned against his chest.
–God Mariana! This really isn’t right at all... Besides, how is it possible that such a beautiful young woman kisses me as if I were her boyfriend?... Me? a man who could almost be your father.
–Why don’t you think it’s possible? –I held his face in my hands and forced him to look at me –you know I’ve always admired you and I’ve been doing so for three years, that’s why I want you to be the one to turn me into a woman.
–Are you a virgin? –His eyes widened so much that I almost laughed as I nodded in agreement –Good God! Such a beautiful girl has yet to be touched, I can’t believe it!
–Well, believe it, Don Filomeno. No one has ever had the pleasure of touching my breasts like you just did.
I smiled at him and he smiled back. That gesture gave me confidence and I took his hand to place it on my breast and without letting go I made him massage it. Filomeno gasped and I felt his member grow even bigger. Happy I brought my mouth closer to kiss him again, but he jumped up and pressed himself against the wall.
–No... this must not be. You are a child compared to me and it would be aberrant to take advantage of your innocence.
–I’m not a child. I’ve been eighteen for five months and a few days ago I almost gave myself to an idiot who doesn’t deserve such a valuable gift, so I’ve come to find the man who not only deserves my body, but who already has my love in his hands and this love is so great that now I know that I will never want another to snatch away the most important moment of my life.
–You see, Mariana! You just said that you love me, but virginity should not be a given when that feeling is less than love.
–I love him! –I said confidently.
–It’s not love –he argued with me.
–I can show him how much I love him –I stood up, but he motioned for me to stay away.
–I do love you and that’s why I don’t want you to regret giving me such a precious treasure... I... I’m so horrible that I know that as soon as you see me naked you’ll want to vomit.
–Then let me see it and if I don’t like what I see, I swear that I will never ask you for something like that again, but if it’s the opposite, you must swear that we will see this through to the end.
For a moment he was hesitant, but then he nodded and began to take off his clothes. The first thing I saw was his torso. His skin was lighter than his face and the sagging of his breasts was noticeable (nothing compared to Erik’s hardness the few times I saw him shirtless). His belly protruded and his skin looked rough, but the excess hair covered much of his volume. He looked at me for any sign of disgust and when he didn’t find any he continued. He pulled down his pants and was left in his boxers. His legs were shorter than his torso and looked chubby. The only piece of clothing he had left hid his member and it took him a long time to pull it down, but when he did I opened my eyes in surprise and fear, because it was an incredibly thick member. It wasn’t too long, but I think its size was good, however, what it didn’t have in length, it made up for in thickness. It was so thick that I doubted my vagina would be able to swallow it. The foreskin was a thousand times wider than the phallus and the pre-cum was already visible. It was also full of throbbing veins. Honestly, it wasn’t the most appetizing penis I had thought it would be. It even looked monstrous, but despite my fear, my decision hadn’t changed.
