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I went to Rio for carnival the year before last, it was amazing, thousands of beautiful people partying in the streets, wearing next to nothing and all hooking up. On our first day out, I was dressed in tiny gold hot pants and a matching boob tube. Every five minutes some topless stud was coming up to me and asking if he could kiss me!That afternoon the heavens opened and absolute torrential rain began to pour down on us. Me and my girl friends ducked in to a doorway for shelter, but we weren’t the only ones to have that idea, there was already several people in there, who squeezed up to make room for us. More and more people kept coming, and soon we were all jammed in to the doorway like sardines.I found that I was pressed up against a statuesque muscled Brazilian man, a young guy, maybe only around twenty. kaçak iddaa He was standing directly behind me, so that as more people shoved in, I found myself with my back pressed tight against his bare chest, my bum, in its tight hot pants, pushing against his crotch.We both had wet skin from the rain, and I could feel our bodies sliding against one another, the heat from him warm against me. From down below I began to feel a twitching. With my butt pressed firmly in to his crotch, he was beginning to get a hard on. That feeling, of a cock becoming hard while pressed against me, has always been such a turn on. I began to move my hips. Slowly, rolling them in small circles, pushing my butt back in to him. And I felt him become harder, his cock now rock solid, pressing in to me, I pressed right back.We moved kaçak bahis together like this for a little while, keeping our movements small so as not to draw attention to ourselves. We were surrounded by others in this tiny space. I was getting so turned on, my pussy was dripping wet. I slowly moved my hand round behind me, and let me fingers brush against his bulging cock, bursting to get out the small shorts he was wearing. We still hadn’t even made eye contact, let alone spoken to each other, but the chemistry between us felt electric. We were standing towards the back of the doorway, all the bodies around us looking forword out into the rain, but noticing what we were getting up to. I pressed my hand against his throbbing bulge and ran my fingers up-and-down the length, feeling how large he was. With a flick illegal bahis of my fingers I released him from this tiny shorts and took his shaft in my hand. I began to slowly stroke it up and down, being careful not make any sudden movements that would give away what we were doing. I could feel his body tensing behind me as the pressure built, his hot breath on the back of my neck.After a few more strokes he grabbed on to my hips and pulled me tight in to him as he rubbed himself hard against me. He gave a small shudder and suppressed moan and I felt his cum spraying over my lower back.The rain had begun to ease off slightly and people began to disperse. One of my friends, oblivious to what I had just done, grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out of the doorway, proclaiming that we should get going. I turned around and looked the young Brazilian guy in the eyes for the first time, I gave him a quick wink as my friend dragged me away, and soon he was out of sight as I slipped back in to the carnival crowd.
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