New beginning!
March 1st, 2008A Russian girl comes to America in search of a better life, she hopes to become a famous model but the world turns to be harsh for her and she has to toil in MacDonald’s, but may be happiness is waiting for her just round the corner, she meets a hot Spanish guy and probably it is love…
Sun was shining brightly and the sky was open, without a cloud. A slight wind rippled the grass and tops of trees in the valley, fresh air smelled sort of summer laziness and bliss. Steep banks and rocks fall right on the shore of a sea and sounds of water waves, along with thundering of the breakers and calls of sea gulls resounded all over. White screaming albatross passed by and the whole world seemed to be so peaceful and calm, not a sound of trouble or any hazard.
There a black sedan car appeared on the highway. It was going fast. Tinted glasses wouldn’t allow you to see who a driver was and who was sitting on the front seat. It was black BMW 2004, nice and aggressive. Its owner had gotta be a very lucky chap, as he was driving an iron horse that would leave most cars in the dust.
His name was Enrique, a 28 year old guy, with black raven hair, bright handsome eyes and fine features of his southern face. He was a Spaniard, he was born in Barcelona, Spain, and his father was a good guitarist, and as most men of his hood they got used to gathering almost every night arranging “flamenco nights”. His mother was a famous dancer, her way of moving and dancing drove men crazy, when she was young, before meeting Enrique’s dad, and she had always been a focus of interest for hot and impulsive Spanish men, a few times it even came to knifing. At the age of 18 and his uncle Hose moved to the US where they settled down in California, that was itching with Spanish speaking elements and immigrants from Mexico and other Latin American countries, natives called them Latinos. His uncle was a persevering and businesslike go-getter, so it is not wonder when before long he became a successful owner of his own café, and a car service station. Enrique was his right hand and helped his uncle run business. But this was not what he wanted to do. That was just the beginning of something very high and significant. He wanted to be a singer: his had got a nice pretty voice, a spirit stirring baritone. He was also a very good guitar player ad when he took this instrument - he was likely making his guitar cry. He was handsome and tall, and his black burning eyes always pierced the hearts of many girls, who seemed to spend numerous nights crying about this guy.
Hose was a good tempered and easy going fat man, he always grinned with delight when he heard that his nephew broke some chick’s heart. He never scalded Enrique and never raised his voice at him, he thought that swearing and scalding were not the best way to raise young generation.
Ann lived and worked in LA, perhaps the most delightful and sunniest place on the earth, sands of numerous beaches; tons of sultry sexy babes with slim bodies, and sun tanned muscular studs all over. She was hailing from Russia, a tall sexy blonde with tight ass and big boobs, her long fair locks reminded her of some sea nymph and blue eyes looked like heaven. Ann was born in St. Petersburg, her mom and dad were physics scientists and worked in a secret plant producing fuel for famous and formidable Soviet continental missiles: a permanent danger for the USA. She immigrated to America a few years ago, due to her beauty and a well-developed figure she was going to take up fashion modeling as a carrier and make good on this way. But fat and hincty producers and fashion world tycoons said that to succeed in this path she would have to start from something simple: a couple of session in porn, may be 2 or 3 times of humping with important persons, etc. But raised by strict rules of her old granny, who, while living in past USSR, was a staunch socialist and a hater of all the Western, Ann wouldn’t give her consent on such a shameful way, so, it’s no wonder that all of her dreams collapsed. Now she was working in MacDonald’s and her life ran smoothly in its ordinary grooves.
They met when in a shop, when he was buying some food. They exchanged glances, she noticed this tall and young hot guy at once, he turned around and caught her looking at him, his eyes gazed on her fixed on her breasts. “Hola” he said, then looking at her face he realized she may not have understood his greeting and added: “Hi!” she reacted as well: “Hi!”
- “How are you doing?”
- “I’m OK! And you?”
- “All right! I’m Enrique! Enrique Mendez!”
- “My name is Ann! You look like a Cuban!”
- “No. I’m Spaniard! What are you doing here?”
- “Shopping. Taking some, she waved around… things!”
- “Oh, yeahh? So am I! Where are you going then?”
- “Or, I have to go to the library; I’m looking for one book!”
- “You love reading? Such a stunning girl like you should have got some better way to spend your time!”
- “What do you suggest?”
- “I suggest going with me!”
- “Oh, really? You are a brave guy! You don’t know what a girl I’m…” he interrupted:
- “So what? Wanna have some drink? Sure if you like Spanish guys!” he smiled
- “I think we can go! Give me a minute! Ok?”
- “Go ahead!”
They had a stroll around the store shopping, then met at the entrance. Enrique cast look at Ann while on the way to “Essculapo”, a nice quite bar on South East. There they got some beer and “Jamaica” cocktail. The atmosphere was quiet and place snot crowded, mild light illuminated the hall and soft music charmed their ear.
- “So, Enrique, where are you from?”
- “I’m actually from Spain!”
- “Oh, Costa del Sol, Tomatina! Carrida! I know, it’s very sunny and great country!”
- “Sure! What about you! You don’t look like typical local girl, a sort of Western…”
- “I’m Russian!” she interjected “What do you think when you hear this word?”
- “Oil, army!” he responded after a pause. She pulled a wry face. He: “Oh, unfortunately I don’t know much about your country! I know it’s very cold out there and …. And Russians are very strange people!”
- “What do you mean? Strange?
- “Ah, come on! We shouldn’t…”
- “Just answer my question!”
- “Well, I think that Russian girls, I mean only girls for now, so they are likely cold and aaaa they are not hot and impulsive like our Latinas, like our girls!”
- “Really???” she sounded cynically
- “I never meant to hurt you! Ann, I believe that hot temperament is inherent in our Southern girls whereas you, Nord Western people are mostly like rigid and stern! But should we talk all these tings here? I wanted to have a good time with you. But instead…” she interrupted:
- “You know what I most hate about men? You know? They believe that all girls are bitches and they can get any of them for cash, it’s all about just price! They think that girls should satisfy demands of theirs and the only important thing about them is women’s beauty!”
- “I don’t think so, Ann! I…..”
- “Why? Hey, good lookin’! I know, guys like you always pick girls up, then have sex and after that you leave them like litter, like some thing, and then rush out to pick some new girl up!”
- “You are not too far from truth, some guys are like what you say! But I’m not!”
- “Why? Let me guess, you invited me here juts for only one purpose! You wanna have a whale of time with me drinking, talking, and then we go to my or your place and after that…”
- “Not at all! Actually I think we could have fun but may be a bit later”
- “Why not? We can do it now! Then you can tell all of your friends what a bitch you fucked!”
- “Stop it! I never meant…..” she shut his mouth with her hand and asked:
- “You have condoms?”
- “No, but….”
- “It’s OK! We don’t need any! Would you like to go to mine?”
- “Joder!” he scalded in Spanish, then in English: “I think you’re sure what you are gonna do?”
- “No more words! Come!”
Half an hour later they pulled over a big brick house with windows overlooking South Avenue. Ann lived on a second floor of this building. The flat was rather old, it seemed like those who rent this place charged not large sum at all.
- “This is my place! You stay here and make yourself comfortable, I’ll take a shower!” she said to Enrique. He nodded. Ann left the room wiggling her hips in a way that could drive any man mad. He gazed after her as she was leaving the room. This babe had really got the ass!
He looked around, the furniture was old, and conditions reminded of beginning of 60s, in best style of old American design. Grey walls match fine colors of ceiling and the floor. Big broad bed in the middle of the room, a bar, fenced off by a screen…. He settled deep into a chair and turned Nelly’s Tip drill composition on. That was the music of streets, melody of sex and relaxation. Enrique thought the day started not bad as he now could have fun with a very sexy chick, who was sort of new for him, as she got used to meeting chicks from his hood, chicks of his type, who loved drinking and going to parties and having sex with such a handsome guy, whereas this girl would open something unexpected for him. When she got back to the hall she looked very admirable and very sexy! She was wearing white wet shirt and it was seen that she had neither thongs nor a bar under. Wet shirt stuck to her wet body and formed the greatest shape he ever seen, instinctively, he rushed to her, and put his rams on her ass melons. She looked right in his eyes:
- “Wanna see how hot I am?”
- “Oh, babe, I’d love to, girl!”
- “Lie down!” she commanded pushing him right on the bed. He collapsed.
She unzipped his pants, rode up his t shirt and undid his jeans. His penis saluted Ann with a hard erection. Her eyes fixed on his shaft, it was big, with fat veins, and straight away she opened he mouth and wrapped her lips round his cock. Enrique moaned and threw his head back, so great it was! Ann deep throated him working well on his cock, she maneuvered her tongue skillfully over his shaft, and her saliva was all over his balls. She moved her head up an own his pecker, jerking it off at that same time, this blowjob was sort of awe, squelching noises resounded all over the flat. She licked his balls and sucked on each of them slightly so that she wouldn’t hurt him. His balls tightened and he needed a reload to drop on, so he said that if she wouldn’t stop now, he would cum right now, but she didn’t stop, only sped on her way sucking him. That caused a tumultuous shot ever, she didn’t let free pulsing cock and he shot load after load right in her hot mouth and she swallowed every drop of it. It was like a storm of pleasure overwhelming him, he was on his clouds as she was sucking on his flabby cock cleaning it off from all clots of his cum.
She opened her eyes on him:
- “You said nord girls are not hot?” it was like a thunder in his ears. He couldn’t focus on her words at all, flying on the skies of delight and pleasure. At last he could ponder on her words.
- “Well, girl, it is sort of awe! It felt so good!”
- “Wanna come more?”
- “I think I need to catch breath….”
- “So, wanna fuck me there?”
- “Oh, girl! I you can make it hard on back again”
She lent over his flabby penis. Opened her mouth and took it all the way down her throat. It was not now big as a few minutes ago, so she could deepthroat him easily. Gradually he could see his shaft was getting stronger and harder, he was young and it was no wonder that he could get hard on before long again. When he was, she settled onto him, mounting herself up to his belly and started impaling herself onto his shaft. As she did, she began to ride his cock easily, faster and faster she was riding this meat. When it penetrated all the way inside, she let out a wild moan and threw her hands rough his neck collapsing onto him. This was the mess of 2 hot bodies, sun tanned hot Spaniard was getting really hard fuck from his “cold” northern partner, he was taking this time as the last chance to be there, on heavens of pleasure, that as the greatest opportunity he had, though he had had lots of girls and lassies fucked before but this girl was something very incredible and he though she would play a significant role in his life.
It lasted about 15 minutes of riding, and rhythm was speeding up with every second. He could stand long and told her to set in a dog style. She did it right on the floor popping her ass in the air, a tight pink hole, and he had to set his feet straddled to fuck her from behind. His hands were on her ass melons and his cock pounded her cunt like a pump. Moving up and down he fixed his eyes on her tight asshole that opened and closed rhythmically with his thrusts. As if feeling his intentions she asked:
- “You wanna fuck my ass?”
- “Yeahh, girl, open this motherfucking ass!”
He pressed his cock to her ass hole. It was tight and he had to push it harder to succeed. Soon 5 inches of his meat were inside of her, her eyes were closed and a grimace of some concentration appeared on her face. She was welcoming his shaft with muscle contracts, letting him go deeper and deeper. When he done, he finally could catch his breath and start ramming her ass. Inch by inch his cock was getting deeper and deeper into her ass. Some juice appeared on his pecker, it was now glistening with her backdoor juices. “Oh, God, girl! Feels so good!” “Oh, damn! Fuck my ass! Fucking God, fuck my ass!” she was replying and their moans resounded all over the hall. Her white big ass was in the air, and she laid right on her head resting it against the carpet while right hand worked on her clit and another one was directing his shaft. Soon, after 20 or more minutes he put Ann on her back on the floor and started fucking her tits. His glistening cock was ramming between her big tits and she was squeezing them tight so that he would get more pleasure. “God, fuck me, fuck my fucking tits!” sweat poured don his brow and over his body, her skin was sweating as well, her big boobies, like 2 hills surrounded and squeezed his pecker.
- “You wanna cum, honey?”
- “Oh, girl! I’ll come in your mouth!”
- “Yeahh, come all over my face!”
- “Wanna taste my cum, you bitch?”
- “Oh, give me your fucking cum!”
He pulled out of her tits chains straight away, mounted over her and placed his shaft right on her mouth, she grasped it with her hands and began to jerk off severely while sucking on its head. His cum splashed all over her lips and filled Ann’s mouth, so she ate it smacking her lips. White gooey mass covered her mouth and her lips drained his balls totally. She cleaned his cock from all the clots of gism, and only then looked in his eyes. He was breathing heavily through the mouth.
- “How was that?”
- “Oh, babe! Where did you learn all this?”
- “Ham, you thought only your girls can do such things!”
- “No, honey! It’s kind of bliss, and I don’t wanna lose such a moment! You don’t have a boyfriend?” she looked at him suspiciously
- “No…”
- “Listen, I’m hungry, do you have something to eat?”
- “In my country when a guy asks a girl for some snack after sex, that means he fell for this girl, you know”
- “Ho, your country’s worth seeing! I’d like to have a walk down your Moscow’s streets! Would you take me to Russia?”
- “Wanna see my mom and dad?” she laughed
- “Well, I think they wouldn’t mind!” he replied joking
- “Then you should really study Russian”
- “Don’t worry, girl! I will”
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March 1st, 2008 at 8:52 am
Hey, dude! I liked that one! I think Russian ladies are hot and I am dreaming of fucking one!