Menina
Copyright© 2025 by Fofo Xuxu
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - In a steamy region of Brazil, a man and a girl are left to themselves, which quickly turns into a frolicking adventure. Congenial ties and mutual trust clear the way for curiosity and lust to forge erotic thoughts, bawdy conversations, inappropriate acts, and eventually forbidden love. It is an exotic drama based on real places, recognizable personalities, and the anecdotes of a secret pornographer.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction True Story School Cheating InLaws Light Bond Spanking Interracial Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Small Breasts Nudism Prostitution Slow
”Bom dia, gatinha,” I croaked with a raspy, early-morning, after-a-night-of-oral-sex voice.
Her eyes were still closed, and she snuggled up to me, her warm, naked body sizzled with sensuality in the refreshing early morning air. “Tio, that was fun last night,” she said, planting a kiss on my chest and drawing circles with her finger over my stomach.
“A talented tongue can do wonders,” I replied, my eyes closed, my hand caressing her smooth butt, pulling her closer. “But there is something else that can send you out of this world.”
She moaned, and I had a feeling she didn’t get the hint.
“Even if a tongue isn’t big and hard, it can do some things that a pau duro, a hard cock can’t. It’s agile, perfect for teasing and toying with your sensitive spot, and just by dragging it up and down your slit makes you feel wonderful, right?”
She nodded, rubbing her cheek against my chest. “Tell me more, Tio!” She urged me.
“I love the taste of your virgin xexeca.”
“Promise me you will do it again.”
“That and much more, until you beg me to stop. How’s that?”
“I love the way you make it sound, but I’m not sure I can take it.”
I flipped her on her back and perched myself over her, drawing her into me. There was no need for further conversation. I leaned over her and kissed her hungrily on the lips, feasting my tongue on her soft, virgin lips and feeling her tongue inside her mouth. She tasted of passion fruit and pure virgin as I coaxed her gently to move her tongue against mine.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and opened her legs slightly as if to encourage me to slide my pau between her labia. I sensed she was ready for more than just the safe variety of sex. I winked before trailing kisses down her body, making contact with her puffy lips, pink with excitement, moist, and slightly parted with that come-inside-me look.
At this stage, it was all about trust.
“If you are like Natalia, you will feel some pressure as my pau enters your xexeca. You might feel a little pain, but it will be gone quickly and well worth the sacrifice for what you are meant to be.”
“Promise?”
I was convinced that Menina wasn’t like all the other girls who were told to remain chaste until after their wedding. She wanted to experience the physical and emotional feelings of her sexual being. Her virginity was holding her ignorant of feeling like a woman. She was ready to lose it.
Menina’s beautiful, chocolate brown eyes looked up at me – wantingly. Her eyes, lips, hands, and hips all said yes. She gasped as she felt my hand delve between her legs and stroke her xexeca before the assault. A gentle moisture distilled in her, heat spread from within, and an all-over feeling of belonging and security overcame her. She was ready to be fucked. My cock was rock hard; my balls were aching. I was ready and only restrained from going at it like a wild animal by reasons of physical limitations.
I tipped her chin back and dipped my head to kiss the side of her neck, and then lightly tongued her ear. “I want you all to myself,” I whispered with my daddy-voice so that there was no doubt about my intentions. “You’re ready, Menina. You need this,” I kissed her lips passionately. “I will bury my face in your pussy and lick you until you’re begging me to fuck you,” I growled and began trailing kisses down her body.
Menina felt safe with me over her, imposing in size and strength. I sensed her surrendering to me, like it was the right place, the right moment. She felt reassured and whispered back, “Yes, do it.”
At that moment, morality had no power over us. Nature was much stronger than all our social and religious commandments.
Without giving it any further thought, I lifted her knees, spreading them wide, exposing a prim and proper, unmolested, virgin cunt. I focused on the vermilion slit of her lips. When I looked closer, her clitty was peeking out from its hood, which served to inflame me further. I dove right in and buried my mouth and nose, breathing in the perfume of her sex, a musky aphrodisiac that never fails to harden my cock to iron. I kissed and licked her virgin muff, exploring her garden, my hands firmly around her hips, drawing her to me, discharging shivers of desire.
With a shriek, then another, she rocked her hips, and in doing so, my nose rubbed her clitty. I caressed the velvety skin of her hairless petals. I parted them and slipped the tip of my tongue into the forbidden delight, piercing her opening. It was hot and wet, and I lapped up the fine wine flowing from her chalice.
“Menina ... gatinha ... I hope you’re ready for this because I’m not going to stop.” I gave her a serious look that made her wilt. If anything, I made it clear to her that I was going to give her pussy lots of unrestrained, passionate, loving care.
She moaned with her eyes closed. The sounds she made were wonderful and encouraging as I continued to slurp and suck while she ran her hands through my hair, tugging softly, trying to pull me closer, inside her.
I lashed at her clitty, drawing circles over the swollen nub, bringing her closer to the edge of her release and hoping to hear the sounds of wild orgasmic frenzy. She gasped, grabbing my hair in desperation, lifting her hips by instinct, and offering her swollen nub to me. My manhood throbbed in response to her pleasured sounds, blood rushing to my cockhead with lust and passion, making me forget everything around me except her. I forced myself to focus on the sharpness of her breathing and her secret scent.
A primitive cry escaped from within her as I assaulted her sensitive pearl. Her body shook, hips bucked, rising, offering her beleaguered pussy to my wicked tongue.
“Oh, Tio, don’t stop!” She pleaded, possessed by the throes of her climax. The room was filled with breathless moans of pleasure. Passionate lust made it hard for her to think of anything else, and she blabbered about how good I made her feel.
Although I had rubbed and licked her silly, giving her a fuck-free orgasm, I knew she needed more. She needed me on top and inside her. Feeling her naked, virgin body beneath me was overpowering, and I succumbed to my primal urges and aimed my cock at the prize waiting to be claimed.
“Is this what you want me to do?” I asked softly into her ear. I wanted her to feel safe and happy, and to make her feel certain that she wanted me to deflower her. She was still gasping and nodded her head in agreement.
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