"No tengo novio. Soy gay!"
He laughed out loud. A natural, manly laugh, a strong voice, a voice you would have expected to be produced from his ample chest.
"Of course!"
"Qué te da gracia?"
He wiped down the bar, then looked at me from his hazelnut eyes, irresistable smile. He walked around the bar. He took my hand.
"Come with me, I want to show you something!"
I staggered behind him, half resisting, half willing, half unable to act from surprise. He opened a door behind the bar, we entered a corridor. He stopped, pulled me over and pressed me against the wall, pinning my wrists. I gasped, I had not expected that. Was he going to rape me? Against my will, I felt my heartbeat rise in arousal. God he was so sexy, he blew my mind. A develish voice in my head started whispering: "Let go, just do it. What are you scared of? You will not regret it!" I looked at his face, devoid of expression, but very handsome, his chest. He smelled so nice and my whole body begged to lean up against him. We looked at each other for several heartbeats. I said nothing, neither did I try to escape. That was all he needed to know from me.
He released one of my wrists, and took my stupid hat off, dropped it on the floor. He reached out to arrange a couple of streaks of blond hair that the sweat had stuck onto my forehead, following slowly down my hairline with his fingertips. I started shaking, almost unnoticeably. His fingers continued their journey, behind my ear, and back front following my jaw line, holding my face. I thought he was going to kiss me and slightly leaned forward.
Instead he released my other arm and used both his hands to strip off my long sleeved shirt, that I wore to protect my arms and shoulders from the sun. I stayed with my arms to the side when he stroked my naked shoulders. My nipples hardened visibly, blood rushed through my body, through my mind, I was unable to form a clear thought. He inspected me. He took hold of the neck seam of my strappy top and, before I even realised what happened, he tore it apart down the front, and there I was, half naked, no bra, his eyes were pinned to the naked white female chest in front of him, firm round breasts with erect small nipples sticking into the air. He took my breasts in his hands, squeezing and stroking them, and, doing so, he started to make noises of arousal, breathing heavily, and his look lost some of the confident "I know i can have you.", it made way for some "God, you're unbelievable!" My last guards broke down, I gave in, closed my eyes and moaned in pleasure from those large hands around my breasts. He leaned over to lick the salty sweat from my breast, my nipples, my hands held on to his broad shoulders. He pressed up against me, pressed me against the wall in that gloomy dirty corridor, I put my arms around him, and felt his erection through both our trousers. I moved my hips so as to rub it, and he groaned. He reached down between my legs and I parted them, he grasped hold of my throbbing pussy.
He took off his shirt, and I admired him, he undid my trousers, then his, both dropped to the floor, my knickers followed, then his, releasing his proud, erect, slightly larger than average prick. He took a step back, but took only half a moment to look at me with my 1.80 m bright white nakedness, before he clasped hold of my leg, pulled it up and planted his prick in between my legs, entering me straight away. I was wet with sweat and juices, I felt him rise inside me and moaned in response. Somewhere in the back of my head there were the normally very powerful voices screaming something about HIV and pregnancy and that my travel insurance surely would not cover emergency contraception. We immediately entered a rather fast pace, I felt him slide in slide out, and every time he slid in I pressed forward to feel him deeper, we were in tight embrace and I felt his hot breath on my shoulder, heard his groans insight my ears, my face sideways, squashed against his chest. He penetrated me deeply and steadily, his testicles slapping against me, and I felt orgasm build up in me fast. He paused, and reached down to pick up my other leg. I jumped a little, wrapped my legs around him, my arms around his neck, he was strong enough to hold me up. He restarted banging me, jamming my back against the wall, his hands holding me by the hips, moving me back and forth, I gyrated my hips to support his pace, squeezing his prick with my pussy muscles to intensify the sensation. I gave out little cries every beat, he got faster and faster and I came shortly before he did, clenching my arms around his neck, biting into his shoulder and contracting around him rhythmically. He entered me even deeper and released a long moan, when I felt his cum spurt inside me, in between my contractions, and him falling forwards, squashing me between himself and the wall.
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