A voluptuous mentally ill woman

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I don't know what everyone's preferences are when it comes to women. Personally, I like women with big breasts, big butts, and lots of flesh—soft and squishy under me, and comfortable to fuck. I especially like women in their 40s. Let me introduce two women I've slept with: one was a homeless mental patient, and the other was a cleaning lady at my workplace. I
met the homeless mental patient by chance. The first time I saw her was on a summer evening. She was probably in her 40s, wearing a tattered school uniform, with shoulder-length short hair, and was filthy. I stared at her for a while, and when she noticed me looking at her, she gave me a silly grin. I must say, she looked quite pretty when she smiled. After that, I would intentionally or unintentionally pass by the place where I had seen her every day, and I noticed she slept in the doorways of shops along the roadside. The more I saw her, the more a desire burned within me. Sometimes, seeing her innocent, silly smile, my penis would inexplicably become hard, and I wanted to pin her down and fuck her hard! Back then, I basically had the desire but not the courage. I could only fantasize about her, but I didn't actually have the guts to sleep with her.
A few months later, my wife and I went for a walk in the park. It was midday, and very hot. My wife suddenly said, "Look, there's a crazy woman walking around shirtless!" I looked, and it was that homeless mental patient. She was wearing a shirt, but it was open, revealing her large breasts and slightly protruding belly. Her breasts were really big, a bit sagging, and you could tell from their shape that they were very soft; you could easily shape them in your hand—top-quality breasts! Her breasts swayed back and forth with her steps, and I felt myself getting hard again. But it was daytime, and my wife was right next to me, so I could only stare at her for a few moments. What a pity!
One day, I saw the homeless mental patient again, and this time the shock was even greater. That afternoon after work, my wife and I went out to buy groceries. At the entrance of a closed shop at the intersection of the market, I found the homeless mental patient sitting naked on the steps in front of the shop, head down, wiping between his legs. I could see milky white fluid flowing from his genitals between his spread legs. Damn it!! Which man fucked her? And just dumped her here naked.
For a while afterward, I couldn't stop thinking about her, her breasts, her body, her genitals. Finally, one day, my wish came true. That night, my wife and I went out, but the power went out, so we went home early. It was about 9:30 pm. When we got to our apartment complex, I immediately saw the homeless mental patient sitting on the concrete steps in front of the shop below. My heart suddenly warmed, and all sorts of thoughts raced through my mind. After dropping my wife off at home, I made an excuse and ran away. I searched nervously, and thankfully, she was still sitting there. I pretended to walk past her, and she glanced at me but didn't react. I thought to myself, this is a good opportunity, a good opportunity to fuck her. It was already past ten o'clock, and there weren't many people around the neighborhood or on the street. I boldly walked over and sat down next to her. I noticed she was holding a small plastic bag containing half a banana and half an apple, probably food she had picked herself.
After sitting down next to her, I stared at her for a while and, finding she wasn't afraid of me, I asked her, "What are you doing here?" She said, "Receiving goods." I asked, "What goods?" She said, "Soap." I said, "Stop receiving goods, come with me." She said, "Okay." I found that homeless mental patients, especially those who seem dazed and confused, are really easy to fool. I was so excited that my body was trembling slightly. I knew then that tonight I could play with her breasts and fuck her.
I led her to her feet and said, "Come with me." I was about 10 meters ahead of her, and she obediently followed me. I led her into a secluded alley, and then, without hesitation, I pressed her against the wall, caressing her breasts through her thin clothes. She wasn't wearing a bra, and they were so soft! They felt amazing! She was still carrying that small plastic bag, and I told her to throw it away, which she did. I pulled up her clothes, revealing her breasts—the same large, soft, slightly sagging breasts I'd seen that day. I told her to lift her clothes herself, and my hands eagerly pressed against her breasts, kneading and squeezing them hard! She cried out in pain, and I glared at her. She fell silent, and I continued to relentlessly fondle her breasts, trying to make up for all the pain I'd endured.
I asked her, "Has anyone ever played with your breasts?" She blankly replied, "No."
I asked her again, "Do you know what I'm doing now?" She said, "You're pinching me too hard."
I thought to myself, "That's exactly what I'm going to do." Her soft words made my blood boil, and I twisted one of her breasts hard with both hands, squeezing out the nipple. At this point, I said to her, "Have you ever seen a man's penis?" She still had a blank look on her face, so I said, "Squat down." She obediently squatted down. I unbuckled my belt in front of her, pulled out my hard penis, and asked her, "Have you ever seen one? What's this?" She said, "A ball (a dialect word for penis)." I asked her again, "Do you know what I'm going to do?" She said, "Fuck your cunt." I laughed at that moment; this idiot was really funny.
Later, I touched her breasts while masturbating, and soon I ejaculated, my semen covering her face. I don't know why I was so excited and ejaculated so much.
Even after I ejaculated, I couldn't bear to let go of her breasts. I kneaded her breasts with one hand and smeared the semen all over her face with the other, even putting my fingers in her mouth. At that moment, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction. After a while, I felt myself getting aroused again, so I had her take off her pants. I told her to lean against the wall and stick her butt out. I took out my phone, turned it on, and used one hand to shine the light on her buttocks while using the other to spread her buttocks apart to look at her anus and vagina. I was worried she might have some kind of STD, but surprisingly, those two places were quite clean. So I told her to wait for me there and not go anywhere, and she said okay.
I ran to a pharmacy, bought a box of condoms, and quickly ran back. She was really obedient; she was still waiting for me there. Her pants weren't even pulled up; her bare buttocks were so alluring. I then made her take off her top, lean against the wall, and stick her butt out. After putting on a condom, I also put one on my finger. I first used my finger to probe her vulva and then quickly thrust in and out. She moaned as if she was feeling it, and her vagina became wet. I took out my wet finger and slowly inserted it into her anus. She was probably a little uncomfortable and twisted her body. I got angry and slapped her butt hard: "Don't move!!" Seeing that I was angry, she didn't dare to move anymore. I continued to thrust into her vagina while simultaneously rubbing her vaginal fluid into her anus. Feeling that both holes were lubricated, I forcefully thrust my already rock-hard penis into her vagina. The moment it went in, she let out a moan. I thought to myself, even a mentally ill person moans during sex.
Her vagina was a little loose, which I guessed meant she had been fucked a lot. After fucking her for a while, I got bored, pulled out, aimed at her anus, and thrust in hard. She screamed in pain, trying to pull away, but I pressed down hard on her waist and shoved my entire penis inside. Her anus was still tight! The sphincter gripped my penis tightly. Hearing her screams of pain gave me a perverse satisfaction. I thought to myself that I could play with this woman however I wanted without anyone knowing, and this thought made me even more unable to control myself. I thrust my penis into her anus again and again.
That night, I ejaculated three times on her. Later, my penis couldn't get hard anymore, so I stopped. I continued to play with her in various ways in that dark alley until 12:30 AM. Before leaving, I touched her breasts again; they were still so big and soft, but they were a little red and swollen from my squeezing.
I never saw that homeless mental patient again after that, but that night with her was unforgettable.

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