The Atlantic Ocean separated us. I had learned to subtract 7 automatically at any hour. If someone told me it was four o'clock in my mind would appear nine, the time in Medellín. There were a few days left before I moved to live in Colombia, I didn't want to suffer from not living together in a long-distance relationship, so I decided to move.
In one of our last conversations we visualized the moment of seeing each other.
(Extracted from real conversation)
Me - And have you thought about how you'll dress when you arrive at the airport?
Andrea - Maybe with a mini skirt so you can put your hand in it.
Me - Ugh.
Andrea - And caress my ass.
When I read that, I had an immediate erection and made it known. The conversation was getting more and more explicit.
Me - My cock got hard just imagining that.
Andrea - Besides being Promiscuous, I'll be sexy so you can get hot and touch my cock while kissing me. That's for sure.
Andrea had already become familiar with some Spanish terms like cock and fuck. I felt satisfied at expanding her knowledge.
Me - You'd heat me up even if you were wrapped in plastic bags.
Andrea - Ufffff, I got wet!
Me - If you do that we'll go on YouTube. There are cameras at the airport.
Andrea - I'll wear transparent plastic bags and no underwear.
Me - I know how to unwrap you and lick your whole body.
Andrea - Uf... if you keep going like this I'll have to masturbate.
Me - We can't. We have to have self-control.
Andrea - Uf!, I don't know that word. Imagine my face of desire for you and I'll come.
Me - Didn't we say we'd wait until we saw each other without masturbating?
The commitment should be complete.
Andrea - Ok, but please don't say anything more. I prefer to change the subject.
Me - It's fine with me. Let's talk about how you'll suck my cock in the taxi.
Andrea - Ufffffffff!!!! What a desire! You won't suck it. You'll fuck me in the taxi.
Me - Is that a promise?
Andrea - Yes. I'll ask Víctor to take us.
Me - Who is Víctor?
Andrea - He's a taxi driver who took me somewhere once... occasion. She always throws tantrums at me. She's flirting with me every time she sees me.
Me - Like everyone else. That's not a surprise.
Andrea - The other day she asked if I had a boyfriend. I told her yes and that he would visit me soon. Despite this, he insisted.
Me - Well, call Victor then.
The trip was long and I also had to make a stopover. I spent all the time thinking about the moment of our encounter and whether she would fulfill what she said in our conversation. While waiting for the last flight, I stopped at a candy store and saw a curious tube filled with caramel candies that looked like a vibrator, rounded at one end. I bought it. I thought Andrea might like it.
I landed in Medellín and as I passed through customs, I saw her smiling. She seemed even more beautiful than I remembered. My gaze focused on just one garment, her black mini skirt, which brought back her phrase Maybe (I'll come) with a mini skirt so you can put your hand inside... and caress my ass.
We kissed passionately in the middle of the airport, but she didn't dare to grab my cock. I think she would have been disappointed if she had done it, because she was already ready.
We went to find Victor's taxi. While walking through the parking lot, I didn't miss the opportunity to kiss her again and caress her round and hard ass, probably one of the most beautiful in the city.
We arrived at the taxi and got in back. Victor asked about my trip and I replied with a polite all fine and focused on what really mattered, kissing Andrea. I think the taxi driver understood and put some salsa music on. The written words hovered over the atmosphere. I looked at Andrea and thought she had enough possibilities of fulfilling her promise, so in the next kiss I slid my hand under her skirt, removed her thong and put my fingers in her sex. She closed her eyes and tried to control the volume of her words, which I could hear very close to my ear.
Andrea - You're driving me crazy, my love!
She had her legs open, against the back door of the driver's seat, so I could finger her, kiss her and lick her breasts. My tongue alternated between her nipples and her mouth, while my hand continued to play with her pussy, which was still dripping wet. We were trying not to make a noise. We pretended to be simply embracing each other, so the taxi driver, despite having a panoramic rearview mirror, couldn't see how I was rubbing Andrea's clitoris with my fingers, as we were just behind him.
At that moment, I thought of using the candy tube I had bought at the airport and giving it a new use. But Andrea took that thought away from me with some magic words.
Andrea - Stop, I want to suck your cock!
She unzipped my pants, released my cock from the tension that was becoming a real torture, and sucked me for a few minutes. I was in the central position, slightly offset towards the driver's side, so I think he couldn't see how I was masturbating. At least until Andrea brought her plump lips to my penis and started moving her head up and down with enthusiasm. I calculated that Victor could see part of a moving head just in front of my sex. I looked at the rearview mirror and saw him repositioning his gaze forward. He had definitely seen us, but it didn't matter. He was dying for Andrea's flesh, so he would have the opportunity to hear her moaning... while driving.
She continued to suck me off with her mouth and interchanged smart shakes with her hand every now and then. Luckily, the music was still playing because it would have been too obvious if she had stopped making noise. I pulled Andrea away from my cock because it seemed like she didn't want to let go.
(Whispers and moans)
Andrea - I want you to come in my face, slut.
I - No! I want to screw you!
Andrea - I'm sorry for Victor, lives two blocks away from where my mother and we could hear her. I didn't respond and she didn't make any more stupid comments. We both knew we were going to fuck in that taxi no matter what happened. Andrea was still sucking my cock. I moved my ass to the edge of the seat so she would have room to sit on me. I was glad to know she could perfectly interpret my movements because in seconds she passed a leg over to the other side of my body and guided my cock into her pussy. In that position, she had all control over the fucking. She moved her pelvis forward and backward very slowly so as not to make noise, although I positioned myself as close as possible to the door, I'm sure the conductor could see and hear what we were doing. That position left my mouth in a good position to lick her nipples. I discovered that licking them slowly but constantly while being fucked produced an effect of loss of control on Andrea. Each time she intensified the pressure on my sex and felt more tension in her hands, which surrounded my neck. Seeing her expression confirmed my diagnosis: Andrea was about to scream. I left her tits when I noticed the first spasms and kissed her. That only served to minimize the first expressions of her orgasm, but she escaped from my kiss and screamed - Ahhhhh! Despite coinciding with the wind section of a salsa orchestra, the moan was very evident and at that point in the events, I had no doubts that if Victor wasn't very discreet, Andrea's mom would soon know what perverted habits her daughter had. Andrea quickly recovered and whispered to me. Andrea - Where do you want to come? I - Do you want me to come? Andrea - If we're going to fuck in the taxi, let's do it well. Do you want to come in my mouth and have me swallow all your cum? There are invitations that simply can't be thought of. I grabbed Andrea's head to bring her to my cock and she started sucking it. I focused on the movement of her lips along my sex then I discovered the importance of good lips to enjoy a good blowjob. The combination of her hand movement, sucking and tongue movements was driving me crazy and I knew that after so much contained excitement I would soon come... and I also wanted to make it happen. I wanted to fill her with all the cum I had accumulated for weeks. I started blowing her mouth and when I sensed I was going to come, I grabbed her tightly so she wouldn't back off, but she didn't make a move to withdraw, kept sucking my cock while my continuous jets were coming out. She swallowed it all and even lingered for a few seconds licking my sex to leave it clean.
Andrea - That's tasty.
Me - You left not a single drop.
Andrea - Because I didn't want the car of Víctor to get stained.
We still had time to settle in a bit before arriving at the hotel. Andrea paid the taxi driver, who made no comment and grabbed my arm. While we were walking up the stairs, I offered her the tube of caramel candies.
Me - Do you want one?
Andrea - What is it?
Me - Caramels.
Andrea - Oh, but it looks like a vibrator.
Me - You have such a perverted mind.
In one of our last conversations we visualized the moment of seeing each other.
(Extracted from real conversation)
Me - And have you thought about how you'll dress when you arrive at the airport?
Andrea - Maybe with a mini skirt so you can put your hand in it.
Me - Ugh.
Andrea - And caress my ass.
When I read that, I had an immediate erection and made it known. The conversation was getting more and more explicit.
Me - My cock got hard just imagining that.
Andrea - Besides being Promiscuous, I'll be sexy so you can get hot and touch my cock while kissing me. That's for sure.
Andrea had already become familiar with some Spanish terms like cock and fuck. I felt satisfied at expanding her knowledge.
Me - You'd heat me up even if you were wrapped in plastic bags.
Andrea - Ufffff, I got wet!
Me - If you do that we'll go on YouTube. There are cameras at the airport.
Andrea - I'll wear transparent plastic bags and no underwear.
Me - I know how to unwrap you and lick your whole body.
Andrea - Uf... if you keep going like this I'll have to masturbate.
Me - We can't. We have to have self-control.
Andrea - Uf!, I don't know that word. Imagine my face of desire for you and I'll come.
Me - Didn't we say we'd wait until we saw each other without masturbating?
The commitment should be complete.
Andrea - Ok, but please don't say anything more. I prefer to change the subject.
Me - It's fine with me. Let's talk about how you'll suck my cock in the taxi.
Andrea - Ufffffffff!!!! What a desire! You won't suck it. You'll fuck me in the taxi.
Me - Is that a promise?
Andrea - Yes. I'll ask Víctor to take us.
Me - Who is Víctor?
Andrea - He's a taxi driver who took me somewhere once... occasion. She always throws tantrums at me. She's flirting with me every time she sees me.
Me - Like everyone else. That's not a surprise.
Andrea - The other day she asked if I had a boyfriend. I told her yes and that he would visit me soon. Despite this, he insisted.
Me - Well, call Victor then.
The trip was long and I also had to make a stopover. I spent all the time thinking about the moment of our encounter and whether she would fulfill what she said in our conversation. While waiting for the last flight, I stopped at a candy store and saw a curious tube filled with caramel candies that looked like a vibrator, rounded at one end. I bought it. I thought Andrea might like it.
I landed in Medellín and as I passed through customs, I saw her smiling. She seemed even more beautiful than I remembered. My gaze focused on just one garment, her black mini skirt, which brought back her phrase Maybe (I'll come) with a mini skirt so you can put your hand inside... and caress my ass.
We kissed passionately in the middle of the airport, but she didn't dare to grab my cock. I think she would have been disappointed if she had done it, because she was already ready.
We went to find Victor's taxi. While walking through the parking lot, I didn't miss the opportunity to kiss her again and caress her round and hard ass, probably one of the most beautiful in the city.
We arrived at the taxi and got in back. Victor asked about my trip and I replied with a polite all fine and focused on what really mattered, kissing Andrea. I think the taxi driver understood and put some salsa music on. The written words hovered over the atmosphere. I looked at Andrea and thought she had enough possibilities of fulfilling her promise, so in the next kiss I slid my hand under her skirt, removed her thong and put my fingers in her sex. She closed her eyes and tried to control the volume of her words, which I could hear very close to my ear.
Andrea - You're driving me crazy, my love!
She had her legs open, against the back door of the driver's seat, so I could finger her, kiss her and lick her breasts. My tongue alternated between her nipples and her mouth, while my hand continued to play with her pussy, which was still dripping wet. We were trying not to make a noise. We pretended to be simply embracing each other, so the taxi driver, despite having a panoramic rearview mirror, couldn't see how I was rubbing Andrea's clitoris with my fingers, as we were just behind him.
At that moment, I thought of using the candy tube I had bought at the airport and giving it a new use. But Andrea took that thought away from me with some magic words.
Andrea - Stop, I want to suck your cock!
She unzipped my pants, released my cock from the tension that was becoming a real torture, and sucked me for a few minutes. I was in the central position, slightly offset towards the driver's side, so I think he couldn't see how I was masturbating. At least until Andrea brought her plump lips to my penis and started moving her head up and down with enthusiasm. I calculated that Victor could see part of a moving head just in front of my sex. I looked at the rearview mirror and saw him repositioning his gaze forward. He had definitely seen us, but it didn't matter. He was dying for Andrea's flesh, so he would have the opportunity to hear her moaning... while driving.
She continued to suck me off with her mouth and interchanged smart shakes with her hand every now and then. Luckily, the music was still playing because it would have been too obvious if she had stopped making noise. I pulled Andrea away from my cock because it seemed like she didn't want to let go.
(Whispers and moans)
Andrea - I want you to come in my face, slut.
I - No! I want to screw you!
Andrea - I'm sorry for Victor, lives two blocks away from where my mother and we could hear her. I didn't respond and she didn't make any more stupid comments. We both knew we were going to fuck in that taxi no matter what happened. Andrea was still sucking my cock. I moved my ass to the edge of the seat so she would have room to sit on me. I was glad to know she could perfectly interpret my movements because in seconds she passed a leg over to the other side of my body and guided my cock into her pussy. In that position, she had all control over the fucking. She moved her pelvis forward and backward very slowly so as not to make noise, although I positioned myself as close as possible to the door, I'm sure the conductor could see and hear what we were doing. That position left my mouth in a good position to lick her nipples. I discovered that licking them slowly but constantly while being fucked produced an effect of loss of control on Andrea. Each time she intensified the pressure on my sex and felt more tension in her hands, which surrounded my neck. Seeing her expression confirmed my diagnosis: Andrea was about to scream. I left her tits when I noticed the first spasms and kissed her. That only served to minimize the first expressions of her orgasm, but she escaped from my kiss and screamed - Ahhhhh! Despite coinciding with the wind section of a salsa orchestra, the moan was very evident and at that point in the events, I had no doubts that if Victor wasn't very discreet, Andrea's mom would soon know what perverted habits her daughter had. Andrea quickly recovered and whispered to me. Andrea - Where do you want to come? I - Do you want me to come? Andrea - If we're going to fuck in the taxi, let's do it well. Do you want to come in my mouth and have me swallow all your cum? There are invitations that simply can't be thought of. I grabbed Andrea's head to bring her to my cock and she started sucking it. I focused on the movement of her lips along my sex then I discovered the importance of good lips to enjoy a good blowjob. The combination of her hand movement, sucking and tongue movements was driving me crazy and I knew that after so much contained excitement I would soon come... and I also wanted to make it happen. I wanted to fill her with all the cum I had accumulated for weeks. I started blowing her mouth and when I sensed I was going to come, I grabbed her tightly so she wouldn't back off, but she didn't make a move to withdraw, kept sucking my cock while my continuous jets were coming out. She swallowed it all and even lingered for a few seconds licking my sex to leave it clean.
Andrea - That's tasty.
Me - You left not a single drop.
Andrea - Because I didn't want the car of Víctor to get stained.
We still had time to settle in a bit before arriving at the hotel. Andrea paid the taxi driver, who made no comment and grabbed my arm. While we were walking up the stairs, I offered her the tube of caramel candies.
Me - Do you want one?
Andrea - What is it?
Me - Caramels.
Andrea - Oh, but it looks like a vibrator.
Me - You have such a perverted mind.
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