Bolivian

Just over a year ago, my neighborhood was silently invading several Bolivian families who sought refuge from the areas where they are victims of slave labor, humiliation and ill-treatment; always laborious they lead a discreet life keeping away from any form of social interaction with the neighborhood, even though they do not refuse a formal greeting accompanied by a stealthy smile. With its physical and physiognomy traits typical of the indigenous ancestry of South and Central America, where the dark skin color of aged copper stood out, the eyes of almonds and women the long black hair always endowed with its own brilliance, they circulated silently and almost imperceptible through streets and popular environments always passing unnoticed, except for those with more curious and intrigued looks with their behavior sometimes lax, which just as I felt a certain attraction for the female gender whose facial expressions kept a thing of sensual insinuation. And it was because of this that one of these women caught my attention; it was a young woman at the age of twenty-something, who had a naughty smile that always when I met her, she did not perform a ceremony in looking at me with an enigmatic look; most of our meetings took place on alternate days always at the same time in the afternoon when I dedicated myself to the practice of regular physical exercises; and in the same way, almost like a ritual, she placed herself on the top porch of the house where she lived with her family patiently waiting to see me pass towards the square near the house for a few minutes later presenting herself bringing a small child in the lap that at first I supposed to be her daughter, but soon I would discover that it was her niece. In the first times, it was just an exchange of almost impersonal looks and smiles without any other kind of contact or approach; for the sake of the truth I did not put much faith in the success of a possible flirtation with her; first because she was very young and should not be attracted to older men; second because there was a social barrier separating us that proved impossible to be broken; yet I sought to invest in a possibility that distant contact might become more tangible. Its physical aspect was not much different from the common place that I had already described, only with subtle details, as a face with softer designs, thicker lips and lean body that kept some disturbing forms. Interestingly, one morning when I was at home, I went to a small market near home and to my surprise I found with the young Bolivian girl doing some shopping; however my happiness was fleeting since she was accompanied by another woman a little older and because of that she watched me avoiding her companion noticing her interest in me. We ended up returning almost together along the same path since their home was not far from mine; I was already making the move for lost when I noticed that they stopped walking and started a heated discussion with the young gesturing with insistence. At the end of everything they separated and the younger one began to return as if towards the same market; passed by me with a low head but without missing the opportunity to look at me with a look that seemed to say something. I stood still for some time watching if the older woman would follow her path without paying more attention to her companion and when this was confirmed I tried to go after the young woman finding her leaning against a wall near the market; I approached carefully seeking to enter into a dialogue that turned out to be a monologue with her just waving or shaking my head for my questions. I found out that her name was Rosario, single, sister-in-law of the woman she accompanied in the shopping and that she worked at home with sewing for the family who marketed clothes ready for shops located in a shopping pole of the street in the region of the city center; we talked a little more with her showing up agitated and somewhat impatient suspicious that she could be caught by some familiar or acquaintance who denounced her behavior outside the social curve; she ended up venting that she felt very lonely and that she was not attracted to the boys of her community trying to get away from them to meet other people outside her ethnic circle; she shook her head emphatically with naughty expression when I asked her if she had ever kissed a man. - No sir..., I'm not a virgin! – she answered by amending a question I had not even asked displaying a troubled expression – so even men refuse me ..., I am not fit to marry is what they say! I felt a warning signal indicating that her response contained a potential for naughtyness; without wasting time I asked her if she would like to find me in a situation where we could be alone, and her answer was bluntly affirmative. From that manifestation of it I began to have libidinous ideas that required a more objective attitude; Rosario explained that she had an enormous difficulty in going out alone and that daily tasks consumed all her time, so that she could meet with me; I insisted that she would like to be with me and Rosario nodded showing more anxiety. “So, it’s up to you to find a way to meet!”, I argued that the move could break the link that was forming between us. Rosario began to think and after a few minutes claimed to find a chance for us. She told me that every Wednesday afternoon she needed to attend a community center maintained by a care agency in order to remove exercise books that would be used in the classes that took place on Saturdays throughout the day; she also told me that on that day she had a certain freedom, since she had family permission to go unaccompanied; in my mind the perfect scheme for a meeting was outlined; I asked her to give me the address of that community center and not forget to bring an identity document so that we could go to a place where we would have some privacy; Rosario's here with the request and we've arranged everything for next week. It was a little past thirteen hours when I parked the car near the community center and I waited for Rosario to appear that a few minutes later won the street looking around for me; as soon as she saw me she opened a wide smile walking towards me; she got in the car all smiley and excited; that day she wore a basic shirt, legging pants with a flowery skirt on top and Hawaiian slippers; I knew that we had a tight time I left and drove towards a small hotel that was nearby and that she had discovered with the help of Google. We delivered the documents to the front desk in front of the attending's keen look, who gave me the room key. As soon as we entered the room, Rosario asked me to turn off the lights and keep the curtain closed which did not completely prevent a warm summer afternoon pouring its luminosity inside the room, but made the atmosphere more smooth with a set of light and shadow; I responded to her request and she reciprocated me by taking her clothes naked before my eyes; I carefully examined the body of Rosario whose shapes were slender with small breasts, slender belly and thighs and thick legs; after this quick examination I approached her and took her in the arms sealing her mouth with mine in a kiss so dire that I thought she wanted to suck my vital energy. From that moment on, Rosario became the most captivated aspect and adopted a female posture in heat; with sharp gestures she helped me to take off her clothes and then kneeled before me by taking the pyroca in her mouth by offering a blow job with the right to massage the balls and tightening on my buttocks; surprisingly she had taken the reins of the situation leading our clash according to her will; after feeding my pistol too much she stood up offering me the breasts she held with her own hands making it a point to tighten the nipples making them even more turgy and juicy. I fell out of my mouth in those beautiful berries alternating them in my mouth between licked and vigorous hiccups already feeling Rosario rubbing her belly in my swirling my rod in an insistently provocative way; something that made me more excited was her sweet smell as if it were a natural scent that her skin exhaled with subtlety; we went to bed and she came over me spreading her legs so that she could rub her vulva in my pistol; I felt the furry, hot and wet pussy moistening my tool and also my pelvic region causing a fury that was kept under the control of the female who seemed to know very well how to use a male for her full satisfaction. In a few minutes, Rosario stood up as I kept the bell in a position perpendicular to my belly allowing her to descend on it slowly swallowing it; it was an indescribable feeling the way that warm, tight pussy swallowed the rod accommodating it inside her to the sound of her groans and sighs; at the end of the task she flexed her legs by sitting on me sinking the pistol in her guts; Rosario took my hands landing them on her tits asking me to squeeze them while she giggled her body making her vulva rub in my belly causing a deliciously impacting sensation that made me squeak moans squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. We remained so for a certain time until Rosario leaned over me by rolling her bottom up and down swallowing and pulling my cocksucker intensifying the movements in a rhythmically perfect cadence; when I found myself the naughty girl was hitting my belly with her supporting her hands on my shoulders simulating a position where she seemed to fuck me and not the contrary; the way she moved gave the clear impression that she was the owner of a virile phallus and not me reducing the passive part of the relationship and that posture caused a sensory experience so luxurious that I ended up submitting myself at once to a passive and receptive attitude different from any other previous copule accepting that Rosario was the driver of our climb acting with total freedom and dominating me in a docile but resolute and unmeasured manner. And it was in this libidinous climate of a fuck full of uneditedness that I sought to resist to the fullest from the moment she exhaled the first prolonged groaning indicator of a first orgasm and along all the others that succeeded as a hot and caudal stream licking my limb and also my belly; Rosario exhibited a controlled performance moaning and screaming at every new ejaculation that broke out inside her, but at the same time did not hide her impetuous impetuousness dammed knows how long. I gave the best of myself and was somewhat surprised by my performance well above the most recent average providing my partner a well-deserved and dizzying enjoy delirious. The final movements were the most torrential where Rosario printed a mind-blowing rhythm imposing all his active posture as if it would make me feel like the female in her first fuck letting herself be used by the partner who in the case had absolute command of the situation and reactions of my body, because there was no way to experience a different feeling from those in which I was the active and impositive male! And after so many orgasms that had lost count, Rosario became vehemently advancing toward my summit that ended up bursting in a joy of short dolphins that flooded the bowels of my partner who did not resist releasing hysterical screams by enjoying the semen soaking her brazen little pussy. Rosario made it a point to keep us in that position for some time having fun with the feeling of the pistol withering inside her staring at my face and opening a sneering smile; and at the moment the tool would run out, she still wriggled the vaginal muscles keeping her trapped inside causing me a delicious affliction; with another naughty smile on her lips, she freed me pulling her pelvis back causing another reaction that made me tremble with pleasure; Rosario lay next to me and without taking her eyes off my face took her right hand to her belly by sticking two fingers into her little grupee, sucking a few times to hear the noise produced laughing hard; without warning she removed her licked fingers and sucked them eagerly guarding an expression sapeca. Not content with all this teasing, Rosario put the little fingers in her pussy to soon remove them by bringing them to my mouth where she began to rub them on my lips in a clear libidinous provocation; I did not hesitate for a moment to suck them with unspeakable greed by observing the face of Rosario who seemed to enter into ecstasy when she saw me reciprocating her gesture; about half an hour later she took a leap over the bed with alarmed air looking for her clothes and dressing herself with stubbed gestures; I noticed that her flogging had to do with the schedule and I took care to accompany her not to cause delays; I left her next to the market where we first saw her asking me with simplicity if I had liked our fortuitous copulation. No waste of time I said I'd like it so much that I'd appreciate a new chance to be with her for a good joke!