There was a recent story about a Brasilian FWB relationship that made me want to share this experience that I had. I wrote this before for r/truebigdickstories, and this story ***is*** 100% true, but that’s just a warning in case you’re someone who doesn’t enjoy reading stories by a guy who claims to have a big dick (which frankly is a decent amount of redditors). And I totally understand where they are coming from, I just don’t really care for comments claiming that what I say is fake. To each their own, don’t yuck my yum, yada yada ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
A short description about me: I’m 6’3″, tan skin with gentle green eyes, curly hair, a lanky yet muscular build earned through a lifetime of sports, and packing 8×6.5 inches below my belt
This here story is about a beautiful Brasilian girl who I’ll call Gatinha. She was new to town, tagging along with her mother and step father who decided to come for work reasons. I first met Gatinha when I was on break from class and spotted an empty seat to rest, which also happened to be next to a total cutie who was talking on the phone. This girl was around 5’4″ and slim, with olive skin tone, dirty blond wavy hair that I’m such a sucker for (shoutout Shakira for that odd fetish), and cat like green eyes. Her style was just my type too, as she had maybe 5 ear piercings, a nose ring, and dark and flowing hippy-esque clothes that mainly left her curves to the imagination. When I sat next to her, I noticed she was speaking portuguese (my second language) on the phone. Once she hung up, I sparked up a conversation with her in portuguese and got the ball rolling. Within a matter of minutes, I had her number and we scheduled a date!
I took Gatinha to one of my favorite spots to blaze a joint and watch the sunset, and she absolutely loved it all. We genuinely got along so well, everything between us felt natural. As the sun was setting for its last moments, I asked her if she liked the view, to which she replied, “The view is beautiful, but I like this view more,” as she turned to me and moved a curl from in front of my eyes and lightly caressed my face. Fuckin smooooth. That’s when I took her in and kissed her so passionately, holding each other close as our tongues became acquainted. Although I’ve grown up in the culture, this was my first time sexually with a Brasilian and I was beyond excited. It felt like an initiation of sorts. Feeling her cinturinha (slim waist) widen as my hands traveled down her hips gave me a dangerously obvious half chub snaking down my inner thigh. My half chub was pressing on her lower stomach as our bodies held close, and she certainly felt it as she slowly pulled away from our kiss with a devious smile. That’s the only sign I needed to know that this girl was naughty. “It’s starting to get cold and dark, we should head out,” I proposed and she replied by inviting me back to her place. Game on.
Once we closed the door to her room, our lips were basically glued to one another. Our hands exploring one another with so much desire and lust. I took her shirt off and started pawing, kissing, and eventually sucking and nibbling at her beautiful tits which were slightly smaller than a handful each. She replied with moans and lip bites, taking my shirt off and digging her nails into my back which we both loved. I kissed every inch of her tight, tan, Brasilian torso as I made my way down her stomach (one thing about me is that I absolutely love a sexy tummy and will truly worship one). I slowly kissed her waistline and gave it a sensual lick before looking Gatinha in the eyes with a smile before grasping at her sides and pulling her pants and underwear off. I ate that pussy like a mad man, bringing her to climax in a matter of minutes. Once her squeals and panting died down, she smiled at me saying “you’re very good at that, now it’s my turn.”
I stood up to unbuckle my pants as she crawled to me on all fours, moving my hands so that she was in control. She slowly pulled my pants and boxer briefs down, revealing inch after inch of my thick cock right in front of her face. Gatinha was biting her lip at the halfway point, and was making the :O face as she pulled past the head and my full 8×6.5 inch hard on sprang free. I’ll never forget this moment, when she reached and wrapped both her small hands around my shaft, not being able to connect her fingertips and still exposing the head and some, and in her broken english she said “beautiful big dick” under her breath. Giggling a bit, she started licking and swirling around the head and then plunged to start giving me one hell of a blowjob. Although she could only get a bit 60% of my cock in her mouth before tearing up and pulling away, I give Gatinha massive credit because that’s usually how much anyone can get in their mouth, yet she kept at it with so much enthusiasm and desire to make me cum. I held her hair back, would ask for no hands and eye contact and she would submit, causing me to smile and groan, “you’re such a good girl, Gatinha.” She pulled out, looked me in the eyes with a serious face saying, “I am a BAD girl,” then took me as deep as she could. She used her left hand to hold onto my leg as her right hand stoked the base of my cock and she slurped the first half. “Just like this, keep going and I’ll cum,” I said as my knees started to buckle a bit. It must have been about 20 minutes by this point and I could have lasted longer because I absolutely love to watch a girl suck my cock. But I knew Gatinha was getting tired and I had to blow my load before she tapped out, so I started thrusting with her strokes, which caused her to moan and choke a bit, which caused me to orgasm and unleash so much cum into the back of her throat. Her eyes began to water as she swallowed my load, and once we released from each other’s grips, she giggled which was so cute, and then we both smiled and made out.
Gatinha gave a little moan and whispered, “I want you to fuck me with your big dick,” and she fell back onto the bed. I chuckled a bit and said, “Sorry, I don’t have any condoms right now.” She pouted a bit, so I leaned down and kissed her, saying “Next time,” with a wink. She smiled back at me, “Yes. Next time and the times after that, Gatinho.” She then helped me get my stuff together and showed me out of her house.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jcg5pa/gatinha_the_brasilian_exchange_student_was