Katya came to see me.

by Théo Ozga
Part two
Hi , everybody .
Well, first of all I'd like to thank the people who had a chance to read my very first short story which was considered by most as really bad but what no one knew is that it was my first time writing and they didn't know anything about writing.
Over the years I have been learning and receiving praise from many people, which gives me strength and courage to continue with my goal of writing more and more.
Hugs and hugs.
After I had spoken to Katya through text messages, several days passed without my seeing her online.
I was already thinking that she is one of those who after a few messages disappears without leaving any trace if you want, but I was wrong because some days after arriving from a ballad ,from which I had gone to work, I decided to enter my application.
I was happy, the only thing left to know is if she'd want to talk to me after all these days of not hearing from her.
- I'll be right there.
At that moment I didn't understand, and she went on:
- I'll go to your town and see you.
-I told my husband I'd visit a friend from our church while he was away on business.
- What do you think, Theo?
I swear, it was a big surprise to me.
So I told her it's all right, that it would be a pleasure to have you in my city.
She told me that she had already bought a ticket and everything was ready for the trip on this weekend.
The next morning, I tried to take some time off from my work because it meant paying attention to this beautiful woman who was coming all the way just to meet me for three days while she stayed here with me.
Since I have been working with the same family for eleven years, it was not difficult to solve this detail. Family of good reputation and also very well financially, yes high society. It is a family of highly influential politicians in the country and businessmen, has businesses in Brazilian livestock farming and telecommunications.
The truth is that the other day I was talking to my protege's grandfather, he sends rain. He just told me that I should talk with her because she would give me a release certificate - joked him.
It was a Tuesday, Katya would arrive on the 4:00 p.m., Friday flight and I spent the rest of the week euphoric with my adrenaline running high but by Friday morning it all came back to an improvement in visual appearance but one foot behind me wondering at every turn what if she didn't come or roll anything?
Take it easy.
So I went to the salon, shaved off my beard, got a manicure and even had body massages for relaxation. Not that I didn't take care of myself but this day was very special and I needed to look really presentable and why not psychologically?
On my way back home, I stopped at a hotel and booked a beautiful suite. Then called the florist's office to order roses -- lots of white and red roses--my favorite colors.
I left a jasmine incense burning and walked out on the date that had everything to do with it.
I arrived at the airport, and after an hour of waiting came a flight with my goddess on it. As soon as people started to get off, there was this brunette woman dressed in nice clothes who had sandals but not very tall dark glasses in her right hand she pulled a small suitcase or something like that
And when she saw me, she smiled and walked up to me.
- What?
- Yes, that's me. I said: "You must be Katya".
We laughed a little bit about the situation, we hugged each other and went to lunch. She took an espresso tonic while talking with me so I called her for us to put our bags away then go out to show her around town. At that moment she held my arm and said:
I bought something to wear when we met, but didn't have the courage to bring it on a flight.
I showed her the direction to the bathroom.
As she was leaving, I tried to follow her but she laughed and said:
- Wait right here.
After about 25 minutes, she reappeared in the lobby.
She was exuberant, wearing a dress of light fabric that went up to her thighs and just above the knees.
- How do I look?
- I said:
You look beautiful and sexy, very sexy.
As I got closer to her, I noticed that there was only the dress on her body because her middle breasts almost pierced the fabric so hard it was pure horny. I saw she had no bra, gave a nice hug and felt very smelly. I put my hand down at the side of his body and I realized he wasn't wearing any underwear either. We walked out with me hands around her waist still looking for her panties in the cloth of the dress and she realising what I was doing said:
You won't find what you are looking for there, just a silicone strip maybe.
- But what about the people?
- It doesn't matter Theo, I want people to understand how crazy it is for me to give you my sweetie, how much I want you.
- So I slowly lowered my hand towards her little butt, which rolled as she walked and found a small piece of cloth that was swallowed by the bottom.
She then said:
- I put this panties for you because he said that his fetish was underwear, even more so when it could be perceived in the fabric of a tight pants or dress.
When we got in the car, she grabbed my dick from over my pants and said:
- Let me see it here, I want to check if that's all you keep displaying on camera for women.
Then she herself pulled my stick out which at that moment was hard of horny, already pulsating, and said in wonder:
Theo, he's huge like you said and very hot.
So I said:
- It's all yours. You can touch it, smell it, eat it... make it your toy.
She heard it and gave me a kiss on the head of my dick, sucked him off.
When we arrived at the hotel, she was delighted with everything that she saw: roses and flowers because she knew it had all been special for her arrival.
I got close to her, put my finger on her lips and said she didn't
She had to keep explaining herself, just so she could enjoy that special moment I prepared for her.
I knelt down next to the bed, she got serious, kissed her knees one at a time, could feel shivers in his legs, then went down to his feet, which had a sandal with strap-on tie,I pulled it out ,kissed his little fingers, then took hold of his hands and drew making him get up.He stood before me,I felt his breathing already quite accelerated, he sat low near me, turned backwards and pressed on your body so that my stick rubbed its ass .
Then I lifted her hair and kissed the back of her head. She gave a little chick, itchy all over...
- Your asshole there is my weakness.
So I went back to meet her, kissed her lips calmly enjoying his warm breath, the taste of his mouth .Then for the first time touched her little cheek still over her panties, then she relaxed.She leaned against the wall,I turned my back on me, love doing that put her face on the wall ,kissed her back,her hands up as if i was going to make a magazine,raised her dress,laced those whitish pants,stuck halfway in her pocket,passed my tongue into her belly button, giving light taps, made her open her legs a bit.
She knew what I wanted, lifted her butt a little bit higher so that I could see part of her bottle in this position. There was some moisture on the fabric of her panties and there were small fluff coming out from underneath those tiny pants.
- Am I that hairy and ugly?
- No, she's not.
I took my mouth again to his pocket, this time biting that little hill. Bit it lightly without resistance and said:
Oh, this is delicious.
- It tastes delicious, doesn't it?
She said it.
- Yeah , it tastes like a bouquet that 's ...
I paused, and she said:
It's such a delight to be well used, Theo. Well eaten and fucked. Makes me an asshole!
I could see tears in her eyes, but I was sure that they were tears of desire and repressed lust. So before she knew it,
- He's hot. Put him on me, put Theo?
It's all right.
I took her to the bed, put her upside down and then saw that she had a little bit of lip balm all over it just as I like because the front part of her panties was getting into the crevice in her pussy so I pulled out her underwear which almost gave me pleasure for being such a wet cock-sucking hottie.
I sucked her pussy for a long time. When I tried to stop, she grabbed my head and said:
- If you don't like Theo, say nothing to me.
I didn't understand anything and continued to suck her little mouth. I noticed that she did not move, nothing in her body moved, only her hand which held my hand, and was squeezing, then she began to have sobs, well compassed, slightly, her belly started to contract, the bucket of hers had a delicious taste, it was a bucket with hair, which does not stop getting wet, a delight, so she said she was about to mock and asked me to penetrate her, but I wanted to feel this bucket dripping on my mouth, I did not listen to his plea, just kept doing what I like most.
To make a woman laugh in my mouth, that's what happened. She gave me this scream I have never heard from any human being her whole body trembled and there was a jet of shit coming into my mouth licking my face she had ejaculation indeed
It was fascinating that, she tried to say something, but I climbed on the bed, and went into her little honeycomb, when I pushed your thumb in it When I took out came licking, then I carried him to his mouth, he swallowed all this molasses from its bottle, got suckling,
- What a wonderful thing to feel your dick inside my bouquet.
When I was about to make fun of her, I stopped and sat her on the bed with my legs crossed. And stood in front of her masturbating very lightly looking at her body. Then she started touching herself for a few minutes making the same scandal as before.
I put her on all fours, because in this position I had a beautiful view of your butt and began to suck his bottle from behind. When I touched with my tongue at the bottom, she opened up completely, leaned her chest against the mattress so that its bellybutton was good for air,
Théo, in my mouth... do it like this.
She begged me, almost in tears and then I filled her little mouth with shit. And made fun of it like I haven't done for a long time...
After a bit of calm, she told me about her joke. She said how ashamed she was that almost never happened with her husband because he thought it disgusting.
I told her that it was natural, but not every woman has this privilege. After those delicious moments of pleasure, exhausted, we lay down and I could feel how much she needed so I hugged her and slept together after a while we woke up and ended up having a glass of wine talking about trivialities. It's been quite the weekend.
She left at dawn on Monday with the certainty that we would see each other again, and then a few days later she called me to tell me what had happened.
Moral of the story, he said he wanted to meet me.
Everything that 's said is absolutely true .
This Decision shall enter into force on the date of its adoption.
It continues.