Every day we meet again

After that "event" with Eunice I tried to stay well away from her, as this story of "wild sex" is not very much my style; anyway a few weeks later the woman disappeared! As I found out by <unk>radio pedestrian ?? , she herself had asked for transfer to a new branch office which was being opened in Porto Alegre, which relieved me.
One day I went to the BOVESPA building to talk with an acquaintance and dig up some useful information for my work and decided to have lunch right there; after swallowing a <unk>X-CAIPIRA<unk> and a fajuto juice I returned walking down Fifteenth Street almost arriving at Piazza della Sede I saw a woman who made my heart beat harder ..., she appeared!
"Hello, Cidinha! Do you remember me?" <unk> I asked suspensefully as I approached her full of smiles and joy.
She was about to call me, but she didn't answer with a displeased tone and serious face.
"Excuse me, Cidinha! But I lost your number!" <unk> replied with a sad tone and small voice.
I'm going to pretend that I believe it.
-But it's true, my love! <unk> I insisted almost begging <unk> l did indeed lose! And I was waiting for you to call me ..., is that serious?
At that moment, her face lit up and a smile appeared on her lips just as her body posture became more relaxed. As soon as I opened my arms Cinderella wrapped herself around them and we hugged and kissed right there in the middle of the busy street. We walked to a snack bar and sat down ordering juice and coffee. When I asked him what he was doing there, Cidinha replied that she was looking for an office to get some documents from her employer; She also told me that she worked at the same place but now lived in a small house on Catumbi Street in the Belém neighborhood and saved money for something of her own.
I asked, trying to hide my anxiety about your answer.
-Oh, I have a rabies yes! <unk> she said without encouragement <unk> But it's just friendship really ..., and you? You must be full of women, right?
-I'm not gonna lie to you <unk> I replied by putting my hand on hers <unk> Yes, I had some women... but I never stopped thinking about you!
-Hummm, that's nice! <unk> she said in a loving tone <unk> But you won't just think now we are together again, right?
- Of course not! <unk> I replied in an emphatic tone <unk> Can we meet this weekend?
-Yes, you can ..., but it has to be at my work! <unk> she answered with a smile <unk> I'm only released after eight in the evening..., is that all right for you?
I just need you to give me your work address.
"And you're going to pick me up dressed like that?" she asked with more smiles.
"I can go, yes", I replied by shaking his hand.
"Yes, I want my mistress to see and know you!" she replied in a loving tone.
Immediately I took out a notebook that she had brought with me and handed her the pen to write down the address. We finished our drinks and said goodbye right there, although my desire was to remain by her side. Already in the office I looked at the calendar hanging on the wall and sighed because it was still Tuesday! It would be a week ahead of tedious and full of anxiety. I tried to control myself as much as possible at work without being able to remove Aparecida from my mind and also from my body.
Of course, I wouldn't have refused to take a peek because it was not my intention to stay dry until Saturday came; and that is what happened with one of the women in charge of cleaning: her name was Soraia - a short brunette with long dark hair and smooth brown skin always smiling and full of sapequice. It was Thursday night and I was past curfew when she walked in asking for permission to clean up the place; I nodded and started talking while we were working. At one point she confessed that she was hungry and it would take almost two hours to get home and prepare dinner; I suggested waiting for her, then taking her out to eat (!); she showed a little apprehension but eventually accepted.
It was a little after nine o'clock at night when Soraia and I left the building and walked to the corner of 24 May Street with 7 April where there was a snack bar that operated until midnight. We sat down on the counter, and I ordered beef stew and vitamin for Soraya who practically devoured her sandwich and sucked up all the vitamins proving how hungry she was. I just had some coffee and proposed to accompany her to Plaza de las Banderas where she would take her first drive back home.
On the way he told me that she was married, but that besides being a drunkard this guy didn't pay attention to his wife at home. That comment lit up my Christmas tree! "So you have been in zero-zero for some time now?" I asked already with third intentions. Soraia gave a naughty chuckle nodding her head.
"You're in need of something that not even a siren can satisfy!" she replied, somewhat shyly but with an asshole face.
- Do you want to settle this right now? <unk> I asked the burner without blinking.
As soon as Soraia nodded, I grabbed her hand and accelerated our pace; we walked to Geneva Street where there was a hotel with blue neon signage; I arrived at the reception desk and still sullenly asked for a room in front of the clerk who besides being gimpy had no teeth.
Soraia undressed with some slowness, taking care to hang her clothes on the hooks fixed in the wall; seeing her naked I realized that the night was promising; Soraya wasn't fat or thin, with slightly drooping middle breasts, a light belly, chubby butt and a little mouth covered by curls; while I stripped myself she asked me for a shower and I noticed that she dedicated herself to hygiene well his grate. She came out of the box and dried up coming towards me; embracing it could feel its cold skin and a bit wet before we kissed a few times.
Soraia wasted no time in getting down on her knees and giving me a very wet, tasty blow job. She would tear moans from my chest while squeezing my buttocks or balls; I let her kill the urge to suck cock until she showed herself ready for other adventures; I threw her onto the bed and opened up her legs by dipping my face into it and savoring its hot, damp gruitine; with some tongues made the little whore enjoy good jokes that poured into my mouth at the sound of her prolonged growls.
I wasted no time in climbing over her, burying my dick into her mouthpiece with one very deep blow; Soraia let out a scream by spreading her legs wider and placing her hands on my shoulders while staring at me with an expression of lust. "Fuck me so hard! Hard!" she muttered biting her lips.
I made the little whore enjoy herself by always beating a roll in her bucket that was so moist as to facilitate my movements; Soraya laughed at me so much that I thought she would faint overcome by the pleasure she enjoyed; I copulated with the utmost of my virility providing all the pleasure it deserved ..., I confess that at certain moments Aparecida's image came to mind and my enthusiasm revived in an unexplainable way.
"Don't you enjoy it yet?" she asked, babbling the words in a whirlwind of orgasms that shook her body.
We quickly lost our footing, and Soraia lay on her side with one leg crossed over the other to ease my work; she took it upon herself to lick the hole with her saliva calling me into battle. I glued my body to hers and held the stick steering her toward the target; I made some lateral pelvic movements and soon succeeded in sticking the head of the limb inside the hole; Soraya let out a muffled scream from her hand as I moved forward.
I stood up many times and she experienced one or the other of those ass-fucks while I squeezed her breasts with my hands; we went on for some time until I found myself defeated by male physiology hitting my apex without there being any time to warn her, ejaculating caudally filling that hole with my warm milk. <unk>Ahhh! How delicious! I love it! Male's milk in my arse! Ahhh! Uhhhh!"
We remained in that position and exhaustion overcame us ..., we ended up falling asleep without knowing the time or place. When I woke up it was already Friday morning; I looked at my watch, which I had purposely left near the bed and despaired because it was almost half past seven o'clock; Soraia ran to take a shower followed by me; we got dressed anyway and walked out of the hotel after I paid the bill.
I was overdue, but nevertheless parked at the street café on April 7th to devour a delicious piece of ice cream cake and sip an average with plenty of sugar. I'm afraid everyone realized that I had spent the night in squalor since my face looked like a Van Gogh painting and my clothes were more wrinkled than old newspaper; I disguised myself as much as possible internally celebrating that it was finally Friday and soon Aparecida would be beside me. And it was one of those days! Everything must have gone wrong!
At lunchtime, we left as usual and went to the same restaurant that was inside Baron Itapetininga's gallery; We had enough of traditional rice, beans, steak, salad and fries. Shortly before five in the afternoon I yelled at my boss asking for permission to go home (after all, he missed my bed!); He made a mastodon face packed after a few minutes waving his head.
I woke up euphoric ... after all, there were many reasons for me to feel this way; I kicked a pair of shorts and T-shirt down into the garage to celebrate my first ecstasy; opened the side door and there it was! Long before that I'd traded in my mighty Aero Willys for the machine of dreams: a 1976 Maverick GT!
I took that precious jewel to a friend's laundry and had the child treated while drinking coffee and eating bread with butter on it; returned home and spent my afternoon watching classic movies, counting down the hours. By seven o'clock I was in the shower wearing my best suit entitled to an unheard-of tie.
I pulled up in front of the number and jumped out, holding three red roses and three white ones that I had bought on my way to work which were responsible for almost delaying me; through the glass door I saw her coming towards me. She was beautiful with a sky-blue necktie and long beige skirt. As soon as she opened it, she let loose some hair from a ponytail.
"So this is your friend?" asked a woman who came from behind the store.
Cinderella introduced us; she was his mistress, Dona Helena who owned the boutique and also a beauty salon. She was about fifty years old, elegant and with disguised sympathy that seemed to be hiding someone overbearing and mean-spirited; yet she stood motionless when I handed her the white roses. We talked for a while standing right on the doorstep until Cinderelle ran inside in order to pick up her purse.
"Look here, boy", Helena said in a solemn tone. "Take good care of her... Cidinha is more than just my maid and I won't tolerate any mistreatment!"
From there I went to a snack bar in Cambuci where we enjoyed hamburgers, fries and Coca Cola. Then I took her to University City where we walked hand-in-hand through the Plaza del Reloj ("In the universe of culture, the center is everywhere") and exchanged kisses and caresses that became more passionate and uncontrolled. We got back into our cars and headed for an intimate place. I told her about going to a motel on Fernão Dias Highway, but Cidinha surprised me with her answer.
"You don't need all that!" she replied in a melodious tone. It could be any place with a bed, clean linens and bathroom... I just want to spend the whole night with you!
I looked at the Maverick's fuel gauge and felt my pocket ache, so we went to the same hotel where I had taken Eunice; it was on Avenida Duque de Caxias just after St. John Avenue and kept that decadent look of yours unkempt.
As soon as we entered she asked me to turn on the ambient sound which was nothing more than a box of sounds nailed to the wall, with a small control that allowed you to choose one of your favorite FM radios; it rolled a soft music in the environment and Aparecida requested us to dance. In another situation I would have fallen into laughter but felt that this was something important for her and went to meet her to dance for some time entitled to many warm and wet kisses; after a while she started undressing preventing me from helping her.
He left me naked and then took off his skirt revealing the collar which besides emphasizing its generous, succulent forms revealed that there was nothing else underneath it. "Did you like it? It was a gift from my mistress for this evening ..., and now I'm going to lie down and turn around so you can take it away!" she said nauseously. While I replied how much I liked the outfit Cidinha lay down and opened her legs slightly.
I massaged the top of her crotch with my fingertips and went down until I found three push-buttons; released one, then another and finally the last, causing it to open revealing a delicate "little tuft" of hair with the rest carefully shaved off; stroked the area with my finger and soon began licking that warm already wet vulva while listening for Cinderella's groanings and sighs calling me love.
The next moment, Cinderella was naked and I suckled her beautiful soft breasts while resting on the slightly bouncy hard nipples surrounded by darker-colored haloes that also became numb to contact with my mouth. With my knees resting on the bed I gnawed at her waist making my stick go in and out of Cinderella's flooded vagina who again experienced another succession of mockings that shook her body and explode into more screams, gasping sighs and sentences full of desire and excitement!
We went on in our interlude for a while until I felt the first rattle announcing that my climax was coming. "No, darling! You can mock me inside..., you can fill me with your warm little pussy ..., Ahhh! Mock it inside!" she murmured when I asked her if she wished me to wear condoms; this was too much of an ecstasy and I sped up my movements till joy erupted making me groan roughly as I ejaculated into my female. That joy was of such a magnitude that my mind became clouded and what I felt besides pleasure were the hallucinatory kisses of Cinderella perfectly completing this moment.
We stayed in bed and hugged each other until the moment when she said that she wanted to smoke; and to my surprise, she also asked for a cigarette (I didn't know Cidinha was smoking); we still smoked clutches and then fell asleep between kisses and caresses ..., I woke up feeling her hand stroking my member and when I opened my eyes there he was with his face resting on my thigh watching erection gradually become present. "I will do you something I have never done in another man ... hope you like it!" she said looking back at the member and bringing him closer to her mouth.
Cinderella's first tongues on my instrument were of such great affection that I was mesmerized by the sight of her mouth tasting the whole region; time and again she pretended to gobble it up, but at the last moment she backed away with a wistful smile illuminating her face; this she did several times before wrapping the glans between her lips pressing her tongue against it and making me see stars! This gesture lasted for some time before she rewarded me with a Homeric blowjob leading to the delirium of indescribable pleasure ..., they had already sucked my member, but nothing came close to the dedication and affection with which Cidinha performed the act leaving me in such a state of excitement that I had impulses to have it once again.
"No! Wait! I want to dance on you!" she pleaded in a tone of entreaty leaving me at the mercy of her desire; she climbed over me and first rubbed her vagina into the member coming up to knead it so that I felt warmth and moisture upon him, laughing sapely with my submissive reaction to his affection; then Cinderella stood up and with hand serving as guide girding my limb she was slowly descending making penetration occur like some kind of delirious martyrdom until having it entirely within herself. And then she started dancing all over me and going up and down, jiggling around asking me to hold her boobs.
I squeezed those delicious breasts to the taste of Cinderella's dance on my member, with her moaning and sighing and gasping and also smiling demonstrating her state of ecstasy as well as happiness. With her skin warm and wet from sweat, Cinderelle leaned over me and put her hands on my shoulders moving her pelvis up and down with a more pronounced vehemence enjoying another orgasmic wave that swept her insides and left her full of pleasure. And so it was, as I sucked her tits and tightened her waist that my delight came upon me once again firing jets of semen into her.
Defeated by the enormous effort we fell asleep once again ..., dawn was already advancing when I woke up and saw Cidinha in the poorly lit bathroom urinating and looking at me; When she got up after cleaning herself and walked back to bed I felt like the happiest male on earth because I had a beautiful, sensual and smiling female just for myself. It did not take long before we were fucking in "puppy" position with her, four of us, receiving me into his vagina always warm and always wet.
<unk>Uhhh! What's that? Rubbing your dick on my ass? You want what, huh? she asked in a malicious tone while rocking her rolling buttocks and taking advantage; I didn't answer preferring to lick the groin by separating the butt with my hands and making Cidinha go crazy from excitement. I rubbed my member back over it and unexpectedly gave a thrust forcing the glans inside. Cindinha let out a little scream and seemed to retreat, but did not do so. "Now that you have entered ..., will you slow down?" She said looking at me over her shoulder. I shook my head and continued with short, slow strokes until the whole stick was inside him.
It was anal intercourse with a special meaning, not by the act itself but for her partner who even though she felt some discomfort behaved like a female dominated both by desire and passion. I always continued to take care that she didn't feel too much pain, and to my surprise came the moment when Cidinha took the initiative, counter-striking my member causing such perfect synchrony so hallucinating that I never forgot this moment. And as my joy exploded once again it was accompanied by the pleasure of his partner moaning and screaming madly.
We ended the night sleeping like two happy, satisfied lovers and in the morning I was ecstatic watching Cinderella take a bath with gestures and displays dedicated to me; we left our hotel midway through Sunday mornings and took her out for a parsley sandwich at the stadium accompanied by a good average (Oh yes! My possum was intact and the guy even went to get it for me!).
Weeks later, when I arrived at the boutique to pick up Cidinha I was greeted by her boss who gave me a devastating news: Aparecida has been forced to disappear! According to the owner, his ex-husband and father of her son came in pursuit wanting to take possession of the child and herself; taken by desperation she asked for help from the mistress that with the help of her husband managed to get it sent to a safe place. "Excuse me, my boy, but you understand that I can't reveal to you where Aparecida is ..., and please do not insist! ", she finished before closing the door in my face..., and so never again did I meet the woman who made me a happy man and an accomplished macho!
Time passed, this city grew upwards without looking down and back; many places described here are no longer as before or have even disappeared conquered by progress; I never again met that woman who gave me the most delicious feeling a man can experience in life ..., forgive me if at this end I seem melancholic ...
If I had other women? Of course, yes! And one in particular reminded me of all this: a co-worker whom I met on these erotic fairy tale websites and who woke me up to enjoy pleasure with the same intensity and voluptuousness that happened to Cidinha.
And if you ask me about a possible reunion with Aparecida how I would react, I will answer without hesitation that I'd drop everything to be by her side, not caring for anything else. Otherwise there are the memories so sweet, torrid and delicious which still today feed my soul and heart. This session here still feels the sweet smell and the hallucinating taste of Aparecidas body just as I know that wherever she is also keeps the same memories ... (PS Forgive me if it was long and somewhat boring but this is all I know!)