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Baby Oil - 4
by MaggieMayDo (dolly.lee39@gmail.com)

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Maggie's continued adventures exploring her sexuality in 
Brazil. In this episode Maggie goes to the beach. 
Previous parts available in directory 82. (MF, exh, 
mast, bi, 1st, oral, exh)

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PART 4

Maggie peered at her reflection in the mirror in the 
lift on her way down for breakfast. Her skin was glowing 
from the sun the day before, but the shadows under her 
eyes confirmed her lack of sleep the previous night. She 
hadn't woken up in her own bed and had had to sneak back 
to her hotel room in the early morning. Embarrassingly, 
she hadn't been able to find her bra. This was normally 
not a problem but her lacy top was completely see-
through. The elderly couple she had shared her lift with 
on the way to her room had been polite though. The 
gentleman had simply wished her breasts a "very good 
morning."

As she ate, Maggie perused through her travel guide, and 
eventually made the decision to spend a day at a highly 
recommended beach. According to the guide, she would 
need to take a bus over the mountains. It all sounded 
good. She finished her poached eggs on toast and left 
the dining room with the book under her arm. As she 
turned the corner back into the hotel lobby she came 
face to face with her mysterious red headed friend. 

"Good morning," he leaned towards her and kissed her on 
the cheek. Maggie was flustered. She blushed as she 
started to gabble about the weather, how she was going 
to the beach, would he like to join her? It all came out 
of her mouth in one long stream. Seeing him standing in 
front of her in the ordinariness of the hotel reception 
was disconcerting. Maggie was embarrassed recalling 
their last 'encounter' a few hours ago. 

"Would love to, but I can't come now. Can I join you 
later?" He asked.

"Of course, let me write the name of the beach down for 
you." 

Maggie moved to the concierge desk and borrowed a pen. 
She opened her notebook, wrote down a single word; 
Guaruja, then tore out the page and handed it to him. He 
pocketed the paper and smiled his goodbye.

As she watched him enter the lift it occurred to Maggie 
that she still didn't know his name. 

"Wait!," she called as she moved quickly to the lift but 
it was too late, the door had closed. 

Maggie clarified directions to the bus station with the 
concierge and made her way back to her hotel room to 
grab a bag with some things for the day. She changed 
into a multi coloured bikini and pulled a white sundress 
over the top. Her hair was getting lighter. Bleached a 
fairer honey colour from the sun. Maggie attempted to 
tie it up into a neater style. It was still curly from 
the shower with Anna the night before. As she brushed 
her teeth and finished getting ready, Maggie thought 
back over the previous night's encounter. 

"With another woman?! Holy fuck! I can't believe I did 
that!" Although she certainly enjoyed it, she also 
enjoyed that Felipe, Anna's husband had joined in. She 
could recall vividly the feeling of his beautiful cock 
spreading her lips as she slid down on him. 

Maggie's pussy involuntarily moistened. It had been an 
incredible experience.

"Right, you horny bitch," Maggie said to herself in the 
mirror. "Let's go out and have some more fun."

As Maggie made her way to the lobby she suddenly had a 
thought; recalling last night, she wondered whether Anna 
and Felipe would be free to come to the beach too. 
Felipe would probably be working but you never know.

Maggie scribbled the directions and the name of the 
beach in her notebook, ripped out the page and gave it 
to the concierge to post to Anna and Felipe's suite. 
They'd both been fast asleep when Maggie had made her 
exit a few hours earlier. 

Sliding her sunglasses down from her hair, Maggie 
skipped out of the hotel and hailed a taxi to the bus 
station.

The bus to the beach was almost full and Maggie had to 
negotiate the aisle as the bus pulled out of the 
station. Squeezing between bags and legs she managed to 
find an empty seat right at the back next to the window. 
Apologising and climbing over the elderly Brazilian 
woman next to her Maggie settled herself down. 

As the bus made its way through the suburbs of São Paulo 
Maggie started to drift off. The bus stopped a couple of 
times and Maggie was vaguely aware of people coming and 
going as she dozed. She hadn't had much sleep the night 
before. Maggie wondered whether Anna and Felipe 
regularly picked up women for her to play with. Well for 
Anna to play with and for Felipe to join in. Maggie 
wondered if she had been 'played' herself. 

Recalling the couples amazing bodies Maggie felt herself 
getting aroused. Felipe's skin was so dark, so tanned 
and firm. Maggie wished she had spent more time paying 
more attention to his body. His cock was his most 
outstanding feature, begging to be licked, sucked and 
ridden. 

The moment she had slid her pussy down his rock hard 
shaft had been electric, although it had been his wife, 
the beautiful Anna, that had her so turned on even 
before Felipe had showed up. Anna with her amazingly 
round Brazilian bottom. So firm. Her breasts with her 
dark nipples. Such a beautiful woman.

"I can't believe I kissed and stroked another woman." 
Maggie smiled at the memory. How soft another woman's 
lips were, are. How Anna had teased her, stroked her, 
kissed her. Maggie could feel her breath quickening, she 
crossed and uncrossed her legs in an effort to subside 
her thoughts. 

Her sundress was pulled up to her thighs and Maggie 
toyed with the idea of surreptitiously playing with 
herself. She knew that she was already wet at the memory 
of last night. When Anna had poured the oil over her 
back down her ass cheeks in the shower... Heavenly. 

Opening her eyes Maggie noticed that the bus was now 
almost empty. Travelling over the mountains, the view 
outside was breathtaking. The seat next to her was 
empty, but across the aisle was a young man who kept 
staring at her, intently. He could only have been in his 
mid-twenties, European looking, with dirty blonde hair 
and pale blue eyes. Maggie smiled at him, glad at the 
fact that he couldn't read her mind or know what she had 
been daydreaming about. 

That little smile seemed to be all the encouragement he 
needed. He raised a questioning eyebrow and moved across 
the aisle to the seat next to Maggie. He started talking 
to Maggie in a language she didn't recognise. He was 
smiling a lot but Maggie couldn't decipher what he was 
saying. This carried on for several minutes. 

Eventually he stopped talking, leaned forward and kissed 
Maggie fully on the mouth. She was too surprised to pull 
away and found herself kissing him back. He had slightly 
rough lips with a few days of beard growth rubbing away 
at her chin. His breath was slightly smokey but not 
unattractive. Already turned on from her reminiscing of 
the night before, Maggie found herself getting more and 
more aroused. 

She responded to his kisses by turning her body towards 
his. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing 
through his shorts against her leg. Reaching down with 
one hand she started to stroke it through the thin 
material. It seemed to hit him like he'd been shot. 
Galvanised, his kisses became more urgent. 

His hands were now all over Maggie. One hand roughly 
grasping her breast through the thin cotton of the 
sundress. Squeezing and mauling it as if he'd never felt 
a breast before. His other hand started to run up 
Maggie's thighs. The dress was already pulled up high so 
his fingers were on her bare skin. He used the back of 
his hand and fingers to exert pressure to part Maggie's 
legs. His fingers worked their way further between, to 
the soft skin at the top of her thighs. 

Maggie was so surprised at this that she pulled away. He 
smiled and starting kissing her again. His hand on her 
breast had worked its way under the bikini top. He was 
rolling her nipple with his finger and thumb. As he 
tweaked it Maggie involuntarily gasped. He pulled away 
just far enough to run his eyes down her entire body. 
Maggie looked down to see what he was looking at. The 
strap of her dress was pulled down on one side as his 
hand and fingers were on her breast. Her tanned legs 
were bent up with her feet resting on the edge of the 
seat, her thighs parted slightly. His other hand was 
between her legs underneath the dress which had risen up 
to the top of her legs. 

Maggie used this pause to examine his shorts. She wanted 
to see how to release his cock from its prison. She 
unbuttoned them deftly, keeping an eye towards the front 
of the bus to ensure no one was nearby. As she took his 
cock out, her young travel companion lurched towards 
Maggie, kissing her deeply. The hand between her thighs 
moved closer to her pussy. 

Maggie started to stroke his cock firmly. It was rock 
hard, slim but long; longer than average. He was using 
his fingers to work her bikini bottoms to the side. 
Maggie shifted her bottom slightly to allow him better 
access. She was desperate to be touched there. She knew 
she was sopping wet and she needed him to feel that too.

Still kissing her mouth, he teased her other lips with 
his fingers, trailing them gently across and ever so 
slightly dipping into the moisture inside. It was 
driving Maggie mad. She tried to urge him on by stroking 
him harder, more firmly, faster. It seemed to have no 
effect. She could feel him smiling, sensing her 
frustration. It was exactly what he was trying to do. He 
was using his thumb delicately on her clit now, so 
lightly it made Maggie push her hips up to meet his 
touch. It was really driving her crazy. 

Teasingly, he allowed one fingertip to dip inside her 
pussy, then another. Moving her hips down Maggie 
breathed out heavily into his mouth at the feeling of 
his fingers inside her. His thumb started rubbing her 
clit more definitely now. Using the moisture of her 
pussy to lubricate his stroking.

Maggie knew that it wouldn't take long for her to come. 
She could feel the head of his young cock moistening 
with pre-cum and used her thumb to spread it over his 
head, stroking faster and faster.

His fingers inside her and his thumb on her felt 
heavenly. Maggie arched her back facing towards him as 
she started to shake. His mouth was still on hers to 
absorb her deepening breaths and gasps as she at last 
came, shaking violently against his fingers. Her hand 
moving up and down his shaft making him come too. 

Unable to maintain his concentration, he pulled away 
from her mouth. He tried holding her eyes with his own, 
but had to close them at the last moment as he spurted 
over her leg.

Opening his eyes he smiled sheepishly at the mess. 
Laughing, they giggled together like schoolchildren as 
Maggie fumbled in her beach bag for a pack of tissues, 
and gave him a few. She pulled herself together; dress 
down, straps up, breast back in bikini top. Maggie 
watched him clean himself and her leg, and put himself 
away. 

She glanced out the window and realised they were nearly 
there. She could see the sea. Turning to smile at him, 
he leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth softly. He 
gathered his rucksack from the overhead rack and made 
his way to the front of the bus. Calling over his 
shoulder he said, "Goodbye, have a great day at the 
beach!"

In perfect English.

To be continued?

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with 
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't 
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a 
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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Kristen's collection - Directory 82