World Cup Tales [WC | TF] - 5 . World Cup Tales

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The soccer World Cup of 2014 is going to take place in Brazil. People are already getting into the mood, having parties in front of the TV and swearing at the referees and team coaches! I enjoyed all of this partying at the beginning… But I have to confess that everything started to change over time. I got irritated with that band of men in a trance as if there was nothing else to do, and I wasn’t the only woman who thought that way!

Anyway, people would get together to watch the Brazilian team’s preparatory games, but the selection was playing some pretty weak soccer—nothing like the teams from Germany and Argentina… But who ever said guys care about things like that. They want to see any kind of game, even a friendly one between Brazil and Zambia’s weak selection… And so there we were, all together at Michelle’s house to watch the game. We girls didn’t give a damn about the stupid game, but the guys were hypnotized…

We sat in the kitchen gossiping and talking shit about them—crucifying the poor guys because they weren’t paying attention to us. But I couldn’t accept it. I had to do something. So then one of the angry women made a bet with everyone. I personally hate to be challenged. I don’t like it when someone doubts my abilities, whatever they may be. So that sounded like a challenge to me. I was dared to pry Mark away from the TV, even though he was the one who was most excited about the game and was sitting in the middle of the couch right in front of the TV. But that was the competition so I put my body and soul into it—okay, more my body. Haha! Because there’s only one thing that Brazilian guys like more than soccer: women’s asses! And all modesty aside: my ass is really hot. Besides that, I know how to use my body to provoke a man!

So I told the girls to go into the living room and spread out on the couches and not give away my intentions… I went to the bathroom to prepare myself. I took off my bra so that my nipples would show through my blouse. I buried my shorts in my butt crack to show off my ass. I retouched my makeup and went heavy on the eyeliner and mascara to highlight my light blue eyes, which so many people compliment me on. Finally, I put on some lip gloss and went on the attack.

I started with the basics. I brought more popcorn in for everyone and bent over to place the bowl on the coffee table. I’m sure that Mark took at least one look at my ass! I tried to sit near him but the couch was full, so I sat on the floor near his legs. When the opposing team was close to scoring a goal, I grabbed his thighs and squeezed them. I thought he understood my message because he opened his legs and let me sit between them with my head almost resting against his dick! Then at a certain moment, I turned around to stand up and nearly put my mouth on his cock… I apologized and gave him a naughty look but he looked at me without any reaction, craning his neck to try to see the TV.

I got up pissed off. I could have killed him. Geez, men are dumb! There I was giving the guy all the signals and he just kept watching the game! He must be gay! It’s not possible! I went to the kitchen to make myself a drink and calm down. I was sitting there in the kitchen drinking a gin and tonic when someone came into the room. I thought it was one of the girls and I started to complain, but when I looked closer, I realized it was Ricardo. I felt awkward as I barely knew him at all. I had only seen him once or twice in my life. He was a Mexican who had moved to Brazil when he was 18 years old. He leaned against the sink and began to chat with me. Ricardo still had a thick accent and he mixed his speech with words from Spanish. He had brown skin due to his Aztec ancestry and long straight hair that would make many girls envious. Above all, he had that Latin charm. I had gotten all prepared to have sex. I was already turned on and I began to give Ricardo a second look and imagine him fucking me. Soon every word he said with his accent got my little pussy wetter and wetter and I imagined him talking dirty into my ear.

Then I got up and approached him. I sat on the sink beside Ricardo and revealed my thighs that way. I had to ask the crucial question: why was he there talking with me and not watching the game with the guys? He replied that he didn’t care much about soccer, that he had no patience and that he didn’t know any of the players on the Zambian team. That’s all I needed to hear. I kissed him, ran my hand through his long hair and pulled him toward me by the neck. He straightened himself in front of me between my legs and things started to get hot right there in the kitchen… Boy, was he “caliente”! He had a real Latin way! I grabbed his firm ass and squeezed it eagerly as he ran his hand over my thighs. He kissed me all over my neck and ears.

We were getting too hot to stay in the kitchen and we went down the hallway to find a better place. I found a room with a double bed. I didn’t care whose bed it was. I lay down on it and called my man. He was also really in the mood and took off his clothes quickly. I admired his totally nude body with his hard cock pointing at the ceiling. Then he lay down, began to touch me and spoke into my ear with that accent. He rubbed my clitoris—at times gently and at times vigorously. Then he put his fingers inside me and said wonderful things in Spanish, calling me hot. My little pussy was soaking wet. My pussy lips were opening and I was almost cumming, begging Ricardo to fuck me. But he was cruel. He put me on all fours and I stuck my butt out. Just when I thought he was going to stick his big cock into my pussy, I felt his tongue running over my clit and going to my asshole.

He started to eat me out and wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t take it anymore and cummed hard… Determined, I got on top of him and spoke into his ear, almost moaning: “Please fuck me, Ricardo!”. I slowly sat down on his big cock and when I felt that it was all inside of me and hitting me deep inside, I began to wiggle around… He loved it and I loved it even more, sitting and writhing around non-stop, moving up and down while looking at him with a fixed gaze! I stopped and began to move just my hips, right on the tip, just on his dick head, so he could feel all the pleasure. But in the end, I was the one who had another orgasm!

The Mexican laid me down on the bed and we did it in the missionary position. I had never felt so much pleasure in such a basic position. He penetrated me frenetically and then stopped and kept pounding me with thrusts that hit me deep inside. We could hear shouts of “goal” coming from the living room but we were busy and I thought of how many girls would want a fiery Ricardo at game time! It would serve the boyfriends right who just stay with their friends watching useless soccer matches! I think I had enough orgasms for all the girls that day. It was revenge all the badly-fucked women and it had to be exactly with that Latin guy Ricardo! I had to reward that wonderful man so I positioned him and began to lick his cock eagerly, looking straight at him and making the naughtiest, sluttiest face I could make so he could see how satisfied I was and how much pleasure he had given me! I sucked him good until I felt his hot thick jizz going down my throat. I licked my lips, trying to enjoy the taste of his dick as much as possible.

We went back to the living room one at a time so as not to arouse any suspicion. But the girls soon looked at me as if to say “You little slut. I can’t believe it!” I lost the bet that day but I got my revenge for all women!

THE END

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