Fun In Colombia [FM]

I recently went to Colombia due to some family stuff that was going on. I ended up staying for a few weeks and while my initial reason for going wasn’t the greatest, I was able to find time to have some fun out there thanks to an old family friend, Carlos, I hadn’t seen since I was 13.

I had already been in Colombia for nearly three weeks and had not gotten to do much other than care for a family member. Her recovery was going well at this point and some more family had flown in to help out and take over. While there isn’t any family my age left in Colombia (all of my cousins now live in the States), Carlos had offered to show me around if I ended up having some free time.

A bit of background on Carlos… When I was younger, my parents would take me to Colombia nearly every summer and every few Christmases. Carlos was always around the house and was basically part of the family. Carlos grew up helping my grandfather grow and pick crops and at one point even lived with them. The last few times that I went as a kid (I was between 11 and 13), I developed a huge crush on him. He’s 15 years older than me, so of course he never paid any attention to me and nothing ever happened, but Carlos was forever my teen crush. I hadn’t been back to Colombia until now, and although the age difference is still there, he certainly paid attention to me now. Without going into further detail, the night we saw each other we ended up chatting through the night and he offered to show me around the city whenever I was free.

So, with another week left in Colombia and time on my hands, I took Carlos up on his offer. He showed me around Bogota, took me to different parks and sights and had a fun night checking out a couple of bars and clubs. All throughout I was flirting with him heavy and he was flirting right back. Lots of touching, giggling, etc… Dancing was especially fun as it gave us an excuse to get a little reckless.

The following day Carlos offered to take me to Cartagena for the weekend which is a Caribbean city in Colombia. Keep in mind that this whole time my family is thinking Carlos is so sweet for entertaining me. They had no problem with us hanging out because they saw it as Carlos simply being a nice guy. So, no one batted an eye when I told them I’d be going to Cartagena with him.

Two days later we flew out to Cartagena. We landed Saturday night and he took me on a small city tour and we went out drinking with his friend. The next day we borrowed his friend’s boat since he wanted to take me to an island nearby. On the way there I took off my shirt and just laid out in my bathing suit top (which I had bought the day prior and made sure to pick a pretty skimpy one though the bottoms were a little more conservative since I hadn’t shaved since I had gotten to Colombia). I caught him staring at my cleavage on more than a few occasions. The entire time we talked about sex. It wasn’t outright raunchy talk, but a lot of insinuation. He would ask me about boyfriends I had, what I did when I went out, how guys must be all over me at home, making comments about how much I had grown, etc… When I told him that I had a crush on him when I was younger, he said he wished he had paid more attention to me then and that he definitely missed out.

By the time we got to the island, the tension was incredible. Every look, every smile, every inadvertent touch was filled with wanting. I loved how he was undressing me with his eyes and I could tell he was trying to imagine what little I was covering up. We had a fun time on the island. We went snorkeling, had a good meal, and then just hung out and swam at the beach. By 3 we were getting ready to leave to avoid the choppy waters going back. I waited to be far enough from the island and other boats and then I asked him:

Me: “If you had a chance to make up for the missed opportunity back then, would you take it?”

Carlos: “Of course”

Sitting down, I reached to my waist and undid the knots on my bottoms and pulled the front downward. I laid back across the bench and opened my legs and started to play with my clit. My pussy was already wet; I had been wet pretty much all day long and touching myself was such a relief.

“Ok. Come on then” is all I say.

His reaction was perfect. No hesitation other than turning off the engine. He took two giant steps towards me and jumped right onto me. He planted a huge kiss on me and pulled down his swim shorts, and rammed his already hard dick right into me. No caressing, no waiting, no fourplay; just slid right inside me and started to thrust away. I was so incredibly turned on. The boat was rocking pretty hard but I didn’t know if it was from the waves or from how hard he was fucking me. He started to talk dirty to me in Spanish and I came almost immediately.

“Te lo quiero meter en tu cultio” he said before turning me around onto my stomach and putting his cock against my ass.

I reached behind me and spread my ass for him. I’m not going to lie; it hurt. A lot. Although I’ve gotten pretty used to anal sex, I still need some warming up, or at least have the guy go slow. He didn’t do either. But the moment was so intense, that I just got through the pain, and eventually, I got over it. I was able to reach under me and furiously played with my clit while he pounded my ass. All I could hear was the waves crashing against the boat, his pelvis slapping against my ass, and him occasionally calling me “putita”. I came again.

His fingers were digging into my hips as he fucked me faster and needed more leverage. I asked him to grab my hair which he did without hesitating. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, I hear a loud groan and feel the warmth of his cum fill my asshole as he slammed into me one last time and stayed there. I could feel his cock spasm inside of me as he unloaded.

He stayed inside of me until he softened, at which point he pulled out and gave my ass a hard slap. I stayed on my stomach for a moment, catching my own breath with a huge smile on my face. I hear the engine start and we start to move. I turn around and see Carlos at the wheel again happy as can be.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5k28u6/fun_in_colombia_fm