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Brazilian Teenager, Part 1
I lived in Brazil for a number of years, and a certain beach in a certain city was one of the best places to hang out.
I was on the beach, chilling with a beer and watching the world slip by. My glasses were hiding my eyes, which are scanning the beach for female flesh. There are lots of it around as it was a nice Friday and lots of female flesh of all ages was on show. Some old wrinkly grannies, some MILFs, some 20-somethings and a lot of younger girls too. I had to turn over to hide my growing thick cock.
As I did, I see a group of girls just behind me, giggling, and playing jokes with each other. I am not sure if they had seen my hard-on, but now I felt safe it was hidden from view. I did know that it was burrowing into my towel and into the sand, and with a little hip movement it started to feel good. I needed to be careful not to get and sand under the rim, but the sensation felt great. I also had, not 10 feet away, some female flesh bouncing around.
It was difficult o place their ages – they were older than fifteen but seemed younger than eighteen – some breasts were nicely formed but mostly they seemed to be small. And the bikini bottoms gave no clues – no stray hairs on view.
Well, I tried to keep a low profile, not drawing attention that I was simulating fucking my towel as I watched them. I was horny and after a while I managed to get my cock to one side of my trunks and I really started to spurt and spurt out spunk. Perfect. After a while I pulled back my trunks and put my cock away. I left the beach and went back to my apartment.
It wasn’t until a few days later that, on the way back home after work in the lobby of the block where I lived, I saw one of the girls from the beach. She looked really different and a few years younger than when she was on the beach. I recognised her instantly, and I thought she had not recognised me. So I got into the lift with her and I thought that would be the end of it. However, as she got in, she told me she had seen me at the beach and the giggling was all over my hard-on. She asked me what had made me become hard and asked if fucking my towel had been a decent way of relieving the stress.
Well, I was stuck for words, and really how could I answer? The lift seemed to take forever in getting to my floor, and I thought as soon as I get out that would be the end of it. Not the case – she got out with me and said, flatly, what she expected from me. She wanted to see my cock and to make sure it was as big as it looked on the beach. If I said no then she would tell her father what had happened on the beach and, well, there would be all sorts of issues.
So we went inside into my apartment and I asked her how old she was. She told me she was really sixteen, but sometimes looked older, sometimes younger. I told her that what we were going to do was not legal, but she told me to shut up, she took off her short skirt and blouse. There she was, naked apart from some small while cotton panties, in my living room. Her skin was a beautiful tanned colour and her bikini tan-lines were really pronounced. But what got my cock instantly hard were her small puffy-nippled tits and a few born pubes sticking out of the side of those panties.
She told me to take off all my clothes, which I did, and then turned around to look at her – my cock pointing at her, moving with my pulse. She gasped and told me she hadn’t seen one as big as mine – so I asked her what kind of experience she had before. She told me nothing too much – once she had wanked someone off but nothing more. So I asked her what she wanted to do, and she said some mutual masturbation. I could wank over her, she would wank whilst I did that. I couldn’t touch her – but if she felt like touching me with her hand or mouth then she would.
Difficult to refuse, so we went to my bedroom. As a single guy, there was a lot of porn lying around and she selected some quite hard core fuck mags. As she laid down, she pulled her panties off revealing a very sweet looking pussy. Some hair was there – as I had spied before, but what was surprising was the fleshy pussy lips that were quite long. I asked her how she liked to masturbate and she said she likes to pull her lips apart and finger herself. She found a good few photos from the magazine and started to finger herself. I didn’t need a magazine to use – I had my own porn show right in front of me, and I have to tell you – it was hard not to touch. She alternated between her pussy, tits and licking her fingers – it was driving me wild.
Suddenly she stopped and in one swift movement offered her fingers that had just been in her pussy to my mouth, and her other hand started playing with my cock. My god, it tasted great and her hand movement was just amazing. I told her that this would not take long and she told me not to worry – she increased her wanking pace and for a few moments I thought it could not get any better. Then, without warning she stopped wanking me and, with just her lips, put them onto my cock. I came immediately. She didn’t swallow – she just used her mouth to cum into and all my spunk came straight out again.
It was, to that point in my life, the most exhilarating sexual experience I had ever had. She said thanks, got dressed and said she had to go home – her parents would wonder where she was. But she said that, if ever she wanted to she would come back – she would decide – and we could see what happened next.
If readers want, I can tell the next part of this adventure!
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