[MF] From a Music Video Set to an Empty Street

A few years ago, I (a mid-20s male) had just moved to Los Angeles. As is the custom, I was doing some work in the film industry, and so it happened that I ended up in Malibu on a gorgeous summer SoCal day, as an extra for a slightly silly but enjoyable music video.

Anyone who’s worked in the film industry knows the deal: extra work is boring in and of itself. But you get paid to meet similarly-aged people, and in this case, hang out on the sunny beach. Unfortunately, as much as I love LA, the people often fit the stereotype, so at first I found myself hiding out alone at this shoot. The guys were douchey, each thinking their abs were amazing, they were the next big thing, and every woman wanted them. The women were pretentious, worried more about how they thought they looked than whether they looked like what the director was looking for.

So I positioned myself, as much as I could, away from the crowd, and people watched the locals and the tourists, rather than mingling with the same cookie cutter LA wannabe stars. Eventually, a girl wandered over to say hi. At first I thought she was a tourist (fun fact about working on something film-related: every tourist walks up to you to ask you what’s happening). But it turns out she was in the same position as I: an extra who was a little turned off by everyone else. And she was pretty open about it.

She introduced herself as Mariana, and we got to talking, completely innocently. I’m a pretty decent looking guy: lean, but defined, tall (6’2″), olive skin and dark hair, scruff and a well-defined jaw. But, unlike most guys, I tend to never think that women are interested in me unless they spell it out for me. So, to me, it was innocent conversation. She told me she was from Brazil, and had recently came to the US for the summer. Her english was very good, and her accent….well….I’d never been someone who understood the accent fetish, but Mariana changed that for me. It was a combination of sexy accent and adorable hesitance at her use of the english language. Divine.

Now, just because I thought the conversation was innocent doesn’t mean she hadn’t completely caught my attention. She was very pale-skinned, with dirty-blonde hair. She had a remarkably curvy body, and blue eyes that were unlike anything I’d seen. All things considered, she bore quite a resemblance to Christina Aguilera, and was everything I am attracted to.

The shoot got back underway and Mariana and I were mostly separated. Every now and then the director would place us nearby, and we’d get a chance to continue our conversation. She became more playful and comfortable as the day went on, though I still kept thinking she was just happy to have found a friend.

The day wrapped up and she sheepishly asked me if she could have a ride home. It was already about 8PM, and we were 45 minutes from her apartment, by car; it would take a really long time by bus, she explained. I obviously obliged; I had a car, she didn’t live too far from me, and she was wicked pretty, so it was a no-brainer. When I got to her place I began to feel awkward; here was a woman new to the country, in a male stranger’s car, late at night in a sketchy LA neighborhood. I didn’t feel like making a move was putting her in an appropriate position, but thankfully, as she was getting out of the car, she asked if she could give me her number. With a quick scribble and a quicker kiss on the cheek, she was off.

A few days later I got a text from Mariana: “would you like to go to a park?” It was adorably innocent, but perfect. I wanted to hang out with her, as friends or as more, so all the pressure was off. We met at a nearby park, and she looked radiant. Hair blowing in the wind, eyes sparkling, cures on display behind tight, ripped jeans, and a way-too-hot (in both senses) red flannel shirt.

We met with a hug, but she apparently had little time for formalities. We talked for a few minutes while leaned up against my car, when suddenly she swooped in and aggressively kissed me. I’d never been kissed so aggressively. She just commanded my body, and within minutes she was biting my lips, breaking from the kiss to bite my neck, and tugging on my hair. I’d never had someone treat me like this, but I loved it.

We quickly realized that this wasn’t the most appropriate park behavior, so we got in my car with the intention of going somewhere else. We didn’t get far. As soon as we were in, our lips were locked again, and our hands started exploring. Before I knew it she was bent over my seat, nibbling and licking my ears and neck, her incredible, perky breasts in my face, her round ass in my hands. She pulled back and we ran our fingers through each other’s hair, while looking at each other intensely. I can only assume she found my eyes as intoxicating as I found hers, because we both simply stared at each other with lust for a good 20 seconds. Then our hands got back to it, and hers went under my shirt, and mine quickly followed. She ran her fingers over my abs over and over, and then across my v-line. I caressed her hips and the perfect skin on her stomach, before finally letting myself touch her perfect breasts. With that she moaned, and bit my lip hard. I was completely hooked at the sound of her moan. While our lips stayed aggressively locked, and her hands kept tracing the lines on my torso, I ran my finger along the inside of her pants. After a few moans, I dipped my fingers in a little further, but she hesitated and pulled my hand out, before explaining that she was on her period. She quickly looked around, and we were reminded that we were still in a busy park parking lot. She turned back to me, and without flinching or breaking eye contact, thrust her hand down my pants and grabbed my cock. “I think we should find somewhere else to park”, she said.

During our previous drive we had discussed living situations. We both had work-from-home roommates. There was no chance anything was happening in an apartment. So we drove around. Her hands never left me, and at stop lights she made it her mission to distract me with make out sessions. Occasionally while driving she’d dip her hand into my pants to make sure I was still hard, or bite my neck.

Finally I’d had enough. She was teasing me, and she knew it. I was completely at the mercy of both her and my hormones; I loved it, but I was losing control. We were driving through an affluent community, so I knew there was a risk involved. But the street was empty, and I was thinking only about the gorgeous woman leaving bite marks on my neck and fingerprints on my abs.

I pulled over. As soon as I did, she unbuckled her seatbealt, and crawled on my lap, making out with me more passionately than I’d ever experienced. Hell, more passionately than I’ve experienced since. It only lasted a few minutes before she jumped off; it was clear she was as horny as I was.

Mariana lifted my shirt up, and started kissing my collarbones. Slowly – tortuously slowly – she began kissing, licking, and biting her way down my torso. This was seduction in a way I didn’t know existed. By the time she got to the line of my jeans – licking my happy trail, and biting my v-line – both of my hands and my chest had gone completely numb. My body was in a state it had never been in before, and she was loving torturing me as much as I was loving being at her mercy.

Finally the moment came and she reached back into my pants, and started slowly stroking my cock, while continuing to lick, suck, kiss, and bite my completely numb jean line. Then she looked up and smiled at me, and held her eye contact as she unbuttoned my pants, then unzipped them, then pulled them down, then pulled off my boxers. Never once breaking eye contact. Then she looked down at my cock for the first time, and smiled again.

As I’ve mentioned before, my cock is average in size, but (beauty is in the eye of the beholder, of course) above average in aesthetic. It’s about six inches long and decently thick, uncut, and just, if I may be blunt, really good looking. Strong and sturdy. Straight, not too veiny, and a sexy, firm shape and feel. I like it! Mariana liked it, just as importantly.

Her seduction and sensuality didn’t end just because my cock was in her hand. Rather than plunging her mouth onto it, she kept holding it in her hand, and smelled it, while moaning lightly. Then she cupped my balls with her left hand, while still holding my shaft in her right, and lightly licked the tip of my cock, just enough to keep the tease going. When I could barely take any more, she moved down to my balls, and sucked on them, while her hands abandoned my cock entirely and went back to my chest.

Then, just when it seemed like she’d beat around the bush for divine eternity, she put my dick in her mouth, and took it all the way to the back of her throat. She held it deep in her throat for ten seconds, no gagging, just moaning, then released. She then swirled her tongue around my head, followed by up and down licking, more deepthroating, and hard face fucking. The entire package. Meanwhile, her hands never stopped working. They caressed my balls, lightly stroked my taint, scratched my chest with her nails, and even massaged my frenulum while she licked my shaft. Everything there was, she did it.

I don’t last very long while having sex, but I do while getting a blowjob. Sometimes I feel guilty about this, but it was clear that Mariana was loving every moment, which is part of what made it so enjoyable. She was energetic, and passionate. She was moaning and gasping, and it wasn’t for show, or just because I was rubbing and pinching her nipples. We were in mutual heaven.

Finally, after 30 minutes, I felt myself getting very near. Now, I’m not one to just assume someone wants my cum in their mouth. It’s not enjoyable or respectful for a lot of people, so rather than asking, I just operate under the assumption that I won’t cum in their mouth, and if they have other plans, so be it. So as I got near I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off. The look in here eyes killed me. She looked so disappointed. She looked me in the eye, and in her amazing Brazilian accent simply said “why?” With a laugh I explained that I didn’t want to be disrespectful, and she countered with, “where I’m from it’s not disrespectful; it’s fun”.
And with that she was back to business, my cock deep in her mouth, her nails hard on my torso, my balls firmly in her palm. As I got closer, my moans escalated, and hers did the same. She read my body and penis perfectly, and crecendoed her grip and speed right in rhythm with my building orgasm. I nearly screamed as U came, and pumped at least six big strings into her hard-sucking mouth.

She swallowed and, proving to me that it was indeed fun for her, opened her mouth to show me that there was no cum in there. With a smirk she went back to my cock, licking away my last bits of cum, and cleaning my balls with her tongue. When I started to go soft, she climbed back on top of me, and put her tits in my face. I licked and bit them, before she pulled away and started kissing me again. I’ve always loved the taste of my own cum on a girl’s lips.

We stayed there for a while, talking. I asked her to say something to me in Portuguese, and she leaned into my ear and whispered something in the most honestly and authentically seductive voice I’ve ever heard. I didn’t ask her what it meant; I didn’t want to ruin the fun.

The next day, after cumming in her mouth again, I asked her. She said it translated to “I want you to last that long inside me.”

Sadly, I never got the chance. She had to leave for Brazil in a few days. I came in her mouth a few more times, but by the time she was off her period she was many miles away.
But it was still four of the best days of my life.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5hifb7/mf_from_a_music_video_set_to_an_empty_street