Michele was a natural, at one point she said “Streep” and proceeded to do a striptease dance. I gave them each one of the mesh body stockings I had, and they loved them. We took pictures, and I printed out a few for them on the photographic paper I brought. We ordered a take-out dinner from Sindicato do Chopp, and ate. We didn’t get into much sex, just a little sucking, we were having such a good time midnight crept up too fast and there wasn’t time to get into it.
Photos: Cris 149 150 151 152
Sf4dfish and his girlfriend came over at five of midnight, just in time. We all pulled up chairs to the window, and watched the display. One of the barges was right offshore out my window, the fireworks were spectacular. We just looked out the window for a long time and talked. Sf4dfish left after 1 AM. The girls climbed into bed, and we started playing, but I was just not in good shape, and we didn’t get much into sex--I couldn’t keep a hard on, although they tried. But I had a great evening even without sex, Michele was great company (Cris was a little detached), and I went to sleep happy.
Thursday, January 1, 2004: I woke up with a hard on, and motioned to Cris (who was awake and half dressed) to come over. She started sucking on me. Soon Michele awoke, and started sucking on my nipples and playing with my balls. Cris got between my legs and started flicking her tongue over the head of my cock, and kept doing that for a while, as I strained with the sensations. So I showed her that special heart-shaped spot just under the head, and she concentrated on that--back and forth, flicking her tongue right there. I built up to a screeching orgasm, and shot a big load at my shoulder.
Yuck, all over the sheets and my body. But I’ve fantasized for a long time about having an orgasm with that particular tongue action, just the way she did it (and without stopping when I came). The mess was worth it.
We clowned around some more for a while, and Michele cleaned up from the dinner the night before and straightened up the apartment. What a gem. She’s going to Italy in February to see a namorada and do some legitimate modeling--no p4p, she said. I hope she’s not being conned, and makes it back to Rio before I do.
Brazil_Specialist called around 4, said to stand by for some girls coming over, was I interested. Still not feeling 100% in my stomach, I said I’d be willing to take a look. When I got there at 6, I found three girls waiting, and a couple of guys looking them over. The other two guys took the two I didn’t prefer, the one I liked was left, so I took Joyce home for a little while. She sucked very nicely and was a great fuck, really tight, good contractions, good lubrication (of course I ate her first--she told the other girls later that she’d had 3 orgasms, and I was a fantastic cuntlicker). She also had a neat personality, I liked her. If she hadn’t had to go home that night, I’d have had her stay over, even not feeling great. I took her back to Brazil_Specialist’s, after a few hours, and hung around talking and using the internet for a while. By the time I got home it was 11, and I just went to sleep early.
Photos: Joyce 153 154 156 157 158
Friday, January 2, 2004: Tereza called to wish me a happy New Year, and put her daughter on the phone to talk with me for a minute and also wish me happy New Year. We had a conversation that I actually half understood, in Portuguese with only a few English words that lasted 7 ½ minutes. I got some work done, and got together with Bill for a while. Then I called Rachel (a girl from the outcall service whose number I had gotten), who said she’d call at 7 and be over at 8. Brazil_Specialist had called to tell me that Camila, whom I’d met a few nights before, was coming to his place, did I want her? Sure, at 4, I said, but I ended up meeting her around 7, and Rachel never called.
Camila was a delight. Her mother was from India, which explained the slightly exotic look she had. We came back to my apartment, and she admired the view before we washed up. Sex with Camilla was really enjoyable and special--I love beijos negros, she had a light touch. We enjoyed oral sex with each other for quite a while, then I mounted her. She felt so good, I came quickly once she got on top of me. Afterwards, I took pictures of her and printed a couple, and we just generally messed around for a while, having fun.
Photos: Camila 159 160 161 162 163 164
Around 10, she tried to call a couple of girlfriends to get one to come over, but couldn’t. So we (she) called CassiaScort, and arranged for Kelly to come over. We had over half an hour before Kelly was supposed to arrive, Camilla started giving me head and wanted me to get into her, but I didn’t want to come again before Kelly got there, I didn’t think that would be the best strategy before a two-girl-two-hour session where I would want to be able to perform. Kelly arrived, and she wasn’t what I expected from the pictures on the web site, but was OK. And she gave very good head, taking my cock almost all the way down (more than anyone else so far here) and doing other nice things. After they both sucked on me, I put on the raincoat and Camila mounted me. She started riding with a frenzy, and I came in about two minutes (again. She was just so good, felt so exciting. Something about her….
After a very short rest, Kelly started sucking on me again, and I let her go on for a long time (25 minutes, I was watching the clock because I knew she was). I took out the vibrator and started rubbing it against Camila’s clit, and she just lay back and moaned. At some point I changed position and let her have the vibrator, I lay beside her with Kelly beside me, Camila was stroking my leg while she lay back with her eyes closed, rubbing the vibrator around her pussy. Then I put on a rubber and mounted Camila. She felt so good, I had to slow down or stop a half dozen times to keep from coming. I was kind of surprised that I’d be able to come again so quickly. 25 minutes and several positions later, she said she was tired, and my hard-on went down. I didn’t really want to do Kelly, even though we had 15-20 minutes left, so we talked and Kelly left. Camila and I went downstairs to Sindicato do Chopp for some dinner, and went to sleep.
Photos: Kelly & Camila 166 167
Saturday, January 3, 2004: Camila had to get up at 7 to leave for work at 8, she said. The alarm didn’t go off, maybe I didn’t set it right, so we woke at 7:40, and didn’t have time for sex. She left, I tried to go back to sleep but couldn’t. The phone rang, it ws Camila saying that her friend Daniela would be there at 11, but I didn’t totally understand her. I tried to sleep again, I was totally wiped out from being sick and not getting much sleep.
At 10 after 11, the doorbell rang, and it was both Camila and Daniela. Camila said she wasn’t feeling well after she bargained for R$100 each, and lay down on the couch while Daniele showered and came into bed with me. She was sweet, slim and small-breasted with a large bunda. She smelled faintly of diesel fuel, I think it was something in a hair product she used, and that bothered me a little as we made love. But not enough to throw me off the usual routine, oral sex then she got on top and bounced up and down oh so nicely. Back to missionary, where I came.
Photos: Daniela 168 169
Camila wanted her $R100, and I told her she didn’t earn it, she said give me 50 so I can go to the doctor (apparently she thought she had gotten sick from some bad coconut juice in my refrigerator--not likely). I did, and she said they would be back at 9 PM. They never showed up. Brazil_Specialist called at some point during the day, and said the model would be available the next day and would like to see me if I wanted. I wanted, we set 1 PM.
During the afternoon, I was on my way to the Citibank cash machine when I got a call from Brazil_Specialist that Madame X had a new girl that I might like. So I went past the bank to X’s, and met Sueli, a cute blonde. Alessandra, Gloria, and Deisy were there too. Yum. I flirted with them for a few minutes. I told Madame X, I wasn’t able to take Sueli now, but I would later (I had to meet some people soon). But that evening, after Camila and Daniela didn’t show up, I contemplated my options. I called Cris from Vitoria, hoping to see her. But she was still in Vitoria, wouldn’t be back till Monday. I told her I wanted to spend my last night with her on Tuesday. Christiane (the most recent one) was far away, and she seemed to want to go through Madame X, although I didn’t completely understand what she was saying. So, rather than go to Terraço Atlantica, I thought the quick certain way would be to call for Sueli, so I did. But Sueli never showed up, for some reason--I called Madame X back, and she said Sueli had left a long time ago. Who knows. I called Madame X again a little while later, she still didn’t know where Sueli was. By this time it was 1 AM, and I was not in shape to go out looking at that hour, so I went to bed alone--anyway, I had a date with a high-powered sex machine the next day.
Later, I heard that Sueli had run into Camila coming to my apartment, and the two of them had gone off together. Whether Camila wanted Sueli for herself, or had a resentment against me for some reason, I’ll never know.
Sunday, January 4, 2004: Joyce and Louiza called in the morning, wanted to come over, I said 7:30 PM. My throat was sore, and I finally broke down and bought some Amoxicillin to take (I don’t really like taking drugs, I resist as much as possible, especially antibiotics). But I had that date with the model, and I was rested for that. I went over to Brazil_Specialist’s, and into the room where Model X was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a towel (she felt more comfortable at Brazil_Specialist’s place, and didn’t want to come over to mine).
She provided every bit the erotic experience I was anticipating after our first date. We made out for a long time before she went down on me, and then asked for the camisinha. I went down on her instead, but after a fairly short time she pulled away and wanted me to enter her. Happy to oblige. We liked missionary, so we spent a lot of time in that position. Between my not being at 100% and the right dose of V, I stayed hard but didn’t come for a long time while we went at it--she felt great, so I had to slow down a couple of times. She wanted me to come early on, but I said no, if I come I won’t get hard again (or something like that as an excuse). When her legs eventually got tired of their V position, I pushed them together, and we continued--but this felt so good I came. I stayed inside her for a long time, the first time I had done that with anybody, and she held me. She stayed dripping wet the whole time, too. I washed off, and we just lay next to each other and tried to talk.
Within about ten minutes I was getting hard again, rubbing against her. We got into it again, surrendered to lust and sensuality, until her phone rang. She said Shhhh! It’s my mom! And talked for a few minutes. I can only imagine the stories she made up. We got back into it for a few minutes, my hard-on came back easily--then she said, where’s Brazil_Specialist? and went to get him. I brought her back into the bedroom, he followed and they talked for a few minutes (they were having a little difficulty in their relationship) while she stroked my still-hard cock through the rubber. His phone rang and he left, saying “Saved by the bell” (I’m not sure whether he was referring to him, her, or my lovemaking session). Model X and I got into it again, and after a while I found a groove in a new position where she just came and came--vocally--as I thrust hard. She screamed out with every thrust, and her cries spurred me on. After about two intense minutes I couldn’t go on any more (I really do need to work out more). Totally out of breath, I pulled out and she asked if I was tired. I bravely said no, are you, she said no--but three minutes later she was out cold asleep. I looked at my watch, and couldn’t believe that a full 2 ½ hours had passed since I had arrived. I tucked $R300 under her phone and left. Exhausted.
Brazil_Specialist suggested I call Leyla, who spoke English and liked girls. I did, and made a date for lunch Tuesday. Later, as I waited for Joyce and Louiza, I lay down and slept for several hours. They didn’t show up, and I was actually kind of glad, because I felt so lousy. I didn’t even go up to Terraço Atlantica after my nap, just did a little work on the computer, read, and went back to sleep.
Monday, January 5: I woke up feeling a lot better. Fernanda and Tereza arrived right on Brazil time, at 12:40. I had been putting off getting something to eat till they arrived, and I was starving by then. We were glad to see each other, and hugged and kissed for a few minutes. We split the mixed barbecue at Sindicato do Chopp, then went to Citibank for some cash to pay my rent. On the way back, we saw a shop that sold bikinis, they hadn’t brought theirs and is was a bright (if overcast) day. I bought two, and we came back to change and go to the beach for a while. I wasn’t in a hurry for sex, I knew there would be lots of it, as much as I could handle, and I really enjoyed their company.
We rented some beach chairs in front of my apartment, they didn’t want to go up to Praia de Putas, and neither did I. We could see from my window that it was the only place along the whole praia where there was a cluster of umbrellas. On one of the sunny days, I walked through the area, and it was so crowded, mostly with pale guys under umbrellas, that it didn’t look like a real beach. It wasn’t like this before, certainly not a couple years ago. Anyway, the phone rang about 4:30, and Madame X was on the line, offering a beautiful young girl, and I thought it was Sueli, so I said yes and gave the phone to Fernanda for completion of the arrangements.
A half hour later, Marcele arrived, a girl I had seen at Madam X’s (and said I liked). But I wanted Sueli, and this wasn’t her. Also, Marcele wanted R$200 for an hour. After a few calls to Madam X, we determined that Sueli might call in at 6, but was not currently available. Fernanda, who liked Marcele, negotiated for her to stay for 3 hr for the 200, and we got to it. Marcele turned out to be very good at giving head, and I lay back and enjoyed her for a long while before getting on top of Teresa (on whom Fernanda had been sucking for the whole time) and fucking her in missionary. Her contractions were so strong and continuous it didn’t take me long to come.
Photo: Tereza & Marcele 170
Photo: Marcele 183
The girls then turned their attentions to Marcele, who was giggling somewhat uneasily (although Fernanda made sure to specify to Madame X that she had to do girls). But her pussy was quite thoroughly licked by all three of us by the end of our time together, and she wasn’t actually complaining. At some point, I recovered enough to get hard again, and after a while the girls suggested I fuck Marcele. Who was I to say no, so I did. She felt good, first riding me before I turned her over to ride her to orgasm for both of us.
I took my girls out to a very nice dinner at Siri & Mole, their mixed seafood stew was out of this world. We walked past home to the feria and did a little gift shopping (they had suggested I should buy some gifts for friends, and it hd kind of slipped my mind). We cruised Terraço Atlantica, but didn’t find anything they were excited about, so we went home and played around some more before going to sleep.