Lost Soul in Rio

[sweets]

She was a killer of men, a heartbreaker, a girl of incredible beauty and built like a goddess. He was from Germany, a dirty old man, lonely, and decrepid. They had met on-line and through his passions found himself in Rio De Janeiro to be dominated by this lovely exotic girl. There, in the hotel room, hands bound, she rode his face reversed and moaned. His pale skinny legs twitched under her shapely brown thighs. His face was completely buried beneath her sweet luscious ass and she grinded without abandon.

She reached down and stroked his penis and he moaned. The release was explosive and it shot up and over his chest and onto her legs, but in the process he had a silent heart attack. His face twisted upward and his big nose dug deeper into her vagina. The girl rode harder amazed at his skill of holding his breath. He quivered once, then twice, then remained still. She continued her grinding as the climax began. She took his wrist. "You like, baby?" But he didnt move. As she grinded and moaned upon his face she knew something was wrong. She lifted his arm and dropped feebly upon his chest. He was dead. Too late now..she sat hard and grinded for all it was worth. No resistance. NO need to worry about breathing. She released a huge orgasm upon his face as mounds of cum covered him completely (as only brazilian girls can do) . She was covered in sweat and she twitched once, twice then came to rest uopn his face. She looked at the clock. 4:15. The afternoon rays of sun filtered through the drapes.

After a shower, she lifted his pants off the chair and removed the wallet. Emptying its contents she looked back one last time at the still form on the bed. She didn't care. Born and raised on the back streets of Rio, she knew of survival. Just another stupid tourist, she thought. She opened the door quietly and slipped outside. This was her life. She preyed on tourists. Usually, it ended violently, but all victims would be tied. This one was a free bee. She loved old men. She walked past the front desk and outside into the brilliant sun and headed for the bus stop. This hotel did not make it a policy to check on their guests. It would be a day before the body was discovered by the cleaning crew.

About this time my plane touched down in Rio. I could see the green hills and the mists. It was quite a sight from the air. I have been traveling all night. I could not wait to meet this girl for the first time. She seemed so loving on the computer. I was ignited by her passion. I had to meet her.

To be continued....:help:

[Slackjaw]

Now that's some good stuff right there!

[sweets]

A little about myself...I would not be considered a hunk by American Standards, not by a long shot. I am bit overweight, over 40, and Losing some hair. Yet this girl I met on the computer thinks I am a hunk. And I ...lonely..and lustful for her curves, full breasts and shapely ass, just had to meet her. The taxi from the airport was an experience. Everyone drove very fast and only inches away from each other. I held on for my life. I passed extremely impoverished areas which made me think that perhaps I made a mistake. That was until I passed through this tunnel..then I emerged in a picture postcard paradise.

My hotel was located at Impanema Beach. Looking out my window I watched the people below and those stretched out upon the white sands of the beach. I felt out of place. I knew she was to come today but I didn't know when. The minutes passed painfully slow. Watching television all afternoon, the phone finally rang. It was the front desk to tell me I had a visitor. Happily, I raced downstairs to find my dark skinned beauty waiting for me.
We embraced immediately. Perhaps she didn't understand half the words I said, but she seemed genuine in her smile. We went back to my room and began showing her pictures of my home and pets. I gave her a card and a coloring book for her child, which she had mentioned earlier on the computer.

I was in love and she absorbed every kindness I threw at her. Eventually the moment of the first kiss just happened. Her lips were wet and soft and I melted into her arms. Passionate kisses led to touching and exploratory licking upon her neck and exposed upper breasts. She smelled of sweat and body odor. Soon she was topless and I was on my back upon the bed. She unzippered my fly and pulled out my hard cock. Her mouth totally wrapped about my shaft and went up and down in a fluid motion. My head tilted back. Never before was the sensation so fantastic, but I told her to stop before I cummed. I wanted to save it. She climbed to sit on my crotch and began grinding. With her left hand she placed my dick into her and she sat down. She moaned and convulsed flexing her vagina muscles that created a squeeze upon my shaft that I never experienced before. Pressure within me began to build again. I was ready to explode and only minutes into this encounter.

I again told her to stop.."Baby..condom..." She looked down at me and smiled. She thought about what to say. "Fixed..baby" Pointing her stomach to accentuate the point. I got up to dig through my suitcase for the condoms while she manuevered to my pillow. She turned about and sat hard on my pillow. She grinded a bit with a smile. My eyes widened and I immediately wanted that ass in my face. This is going to be one time when I would not say 'Lucky Pillow'. In my suitcase I found a present I had bought her. A translator. It was calculator sized but I turned and sat by her on the bed. I showed her how to use it. I typed in a few sentences which it translated into portuguese. I typed in 'I love you' and she smiled.

She guided me down on the bed and I can see her round ass lift off the pillow. I could see a bit of a brown stain where she sat and I was intrigued. I laid face up between her knees and applied a slight pressure to her hips to slide forward. She hestitated a moment then slid forward. Her brown ass covered me completely but she leaned forward as her warm wet pussy engulfed my mouth. My tongue slid in easily and began licking for what it was worth. She moaned and pulsated. I watched her asshole just inches from my nose. After 5 minutes I took her by the waist and applied pressure for her to sit back all the way onto my face. Her body followed my hands directions and the last of the afternoon light faded into darkness. Her ass cheeks slid down both sides of my face. I was completely buried. I was in heaven.

My tongue went into full overdrive and she began to grind forward and back across my face. I could feel her hands slide down over my chest and she moaned softly. She began to grind faster and I felt my face going deeper into her. It was amazing. Her cunt began to stretch and I felt I was deep in her cunt. I never had this experience before. Fluids started going up my nose and air was now in short supply. Little alarm bells went off, but she continued her advance to orgasm. I tried to hold my breath as long as I could but eventually my hands reached up to guide her up, but she took my hands and sat harder. I was already becoming weak. Stars burst in the darkness. I was becoming dizzy. I tried again, but her hands became like steel and her shapely thighs locked. I couldn't even make a sound. I was dying. I lifted my head off an inch from the pillow but she rode it up and down without even giving a crack of air.

My leg kicked up and down in protest, perhaps it was a reflex. It shot out to the left and draped over the edge of the bed. I could feel tears welling in my eyes...mingled with her juices and sweat. I was going to die. All I could think about was how sad she was going to be.I passed out as she went into a climatic orgasm upon my face. It was warm and I felt at peace. I was standing at the side of the bed watching her. Her gorgeous round ass pumped once, twice then she came to a rest totally engulfing my face. I couldn't even see my ears. I kept hearing a loud bang at the door.

I don't remember what happened after that. I thought I had died. I remember waking up in the bed..my face skin tight encrusted with an invisible sheen. There was another knock at the door. It opened and a cleaning lady peered in. I waved and her eyes widened in fear and shut the door speaking in portuguese. I apparently scared her. I then realized I was completely naked on the bed. I smiled. My girl was gone. I reached over my head to stretch and my right hand knocked into something hard. I looked over and found a knife sticking out of the pillow next to me. I rolled off the bed and hit the ground with a thump. I looked over the edge to see it glinting in the morning light. Attached to it was a note.

"My love Michael...thank you for loving me and the beautiful gifts. I am a bad girl."

I sat on the floor staring at the note. I was confused. I stumbled over to my suitcase and found all was in order. I then walked over to my pants and found my money still intact. I shook my head and headed to the shower. I still had two more days to kill. Love is a funny thing.

**Camera pans now out the window and below onto the beach where she is walking arm in arm with an elderly man from London to a waiting taxi.

Hope you liked it..Mike :)

[suffocated1]

Nice one, man. You've got talent and is was an enjoyable story. The reader was with you every step of the way. Keep up the writing please.