A Fuck in Lisbon
It was during one of the summer breaks when I got the opportunity to visit Lisbon with my family, my mother and my father. it is such a beautiful place with so many attractive visiting places like beaches, museums, ancient decorative tiled places, to name a few.
My father got us two rooms for our stay at Casa Maestro. We would plan our entire day for visiting exciting places and would be back in our rooms just to hit our cosy bedrooms.
There I met Rodrigo, a young, smart, and caring guy. He was the son of the owner of Casa Maestro. He turned out to be a saviour for me as he would always help me with the internet troubles I would get in the hotel while talking to my BFF, Tisha.
He would show up whenever I would call the front desk for help. I asked for his help on the very first night of our stay when I was facing issues face timing my BFF. He came to my room where I was all alone, I was in my bathrobe, I told him about the network issues and he responded in his broken English that he would fix the internet.
He helped me with the issues within a few minutes and I gave him a quick hug out of excitement. I sensed a bit of excitement in his body language, he felt it too and he knew I felt it too and then he broke off the hug quickly. It got a bit embarrassing; he left the room. I got back to my facetime.
The next evening, again I had the same problem. Again, I called Rodrigo. I was anxious about seeing Rodrigo. He came to my room, wearing shorts and a t-shirt on the top. I was in my bathrobe as I freshly came out of the shower and my hair was wet and they were smelling really nice.
He fixed the problem within a few minutes and I again came closer to him for a thankyou hug and I knew he was expecting that too. This time he stayed for a longer time while hugging me. I could sense his body moving closer to mine in a slow rhythmic movement.
I was getting aware of his willingness to hug me for a while and to explore a bit more of me while wrapping his hands gently around my waist. He broke the hug and asked me in his broken English,” you do not use our shampoo, you use different?” I told him I use my Garnier shampoo.
He grabbed a strand of my hair and smelled it intensely and abruptly said:” no, it is not your shampoo, it must be your body soap.” I mentioned that it is my St. Ives pink lemon soap.
He then came closer to me and moved his face closer to my neck to smell my neck for a deeper inhale. I kind of let him go ahead with his move and stretched my neck a bit for a wider surface of exploration for him.
He tried to come a bit closer and moved swiftly a few inches closer to me and took a deep whiff. I allowed him to do so. I noticed him looking for my breasts from the little opening of my bathrobe. For a 15-year-old, my body was developing at a great pace.
I was 32C and that is quite good being a teenager, I noticed Rodrigo noticing my perky breasts with so much affection. I felt that he wanted to see more of it. I blushed after noticing this gesture. I asked him “you have a girlfriend”.
He said, “no, I no good”. He meant that he is not a good-looking guy. But I told him he has everything one should have and a beautiful smile too. He thanked me for the compliment and then started praising me. You look beautiful, I like your eyes, I like the spots on your face and he looked down to my chest area and I got it that he was talking about my freckles. I like your boobs.
When he told me this, I started blushing, and I instantly pushed my boobies and he noticed my reflex and smiled back.
I decided to give him a peek of my heaven. I opened the bathrobe I was wearing a bit to give him a view of my breasts. He was enjoying that moment and I asked him if he wanted to see more of it. I asked him if he would show me his ‘junk’, I will show mine.
He started opening up the first few buttons of his t-shirt. I interrupted by saying “no, I want to see other things”. He gave me a puzzled look and started doing what I wished for. He gently pulled his shorts down. I took a deep breath and gave him a heavenly view without showing the nipples. His eyes asked for more and I gave him the complete view instantly.
He reached for my breasts and I felt the warmth of his soft touch on them igniting a fire inside me which I knew would need more. I grabbed his bulging member over his underwear and felt the hairy texture and tried to warm his member and grab it tightly. I wanted to see that, he pulled it down and assisted me to go further for the intense actions.
I sat in front of him on my knees and lifted his penis to get a closer view. I did things down there using my past experiences. I started giving him fireworks and I noticed him enjoying it and seeking pleasure with each move I made swiftly and smoothly. I asked him to give me the same pleasure.
He grabbed me tightly pressing his body tightly against mine, then he wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up to put me on the bed. I laid there without any piece of clothing on my body. I did not have sexual intercourse that night but everything was magical down there and I had the time of my life and this was the most memorable trip to Lisbon for me.
