Scent of Brasil - Sex Stories

Scent of Brasil

... girls might peel off that jump suit but she didn't. It was as if she knew the jump suit was a part of the appeal. Instead, she began to tease as she had on the stairs. She slowly turned her back and pushed her butt out a little and she looked over her left shoulder with a playful expression. I didn't need a common language to know what to do. I dropped to my knees behind her and while this might sound absurd, I nearly orgasmed when my eager hands softly cupped her butt cheeks. I have never, ever felt spandex so soft and thin. I doubt I have described things well enough here, but just to place my hands on her butt cheeks and fondle her butt with that spandex was utopic. Literally, I was breathless for a few seconds. Literally. Breathless. I just cannot describe it enough to you. Those cheeks were so soft yet somehow slightly firm and they just meshed into my fingers and palms like they were born to be united just that way. I pulled my hands away and I put my face right down square with her ass and my eyes imbibed her extraordinary beauty. I stared. I admired. I noticed that crevice in the middle and how perfectly it separated at the bottom and how that black spandex showed every bit of it. I continually spoke words of adoration and how beautiful it was and I somehow had a sense that she liked being adored that way. I didn't know if they were the right words but I said, &#034Quero beija sua bunda&#034 which I thought meant, &#034I want to kiss your ass.&#034 I don't think it ...

... meant, “I want to **** your goat” because she didn't leave, so I must have been close. She gave a little smile and she arched ever so slightly when my face touched her left butt cheek and depressed it just slightly and my lips pursed and I kissed and kissed and kissed both butt cheeks. I do love kissing girls' asses, but a primary motive was to get my face close to her ass so I could do what I wanted more than anything: I wanted to sniff Naomi's butt. It is one thing I love so much with girls and I just had to smell her even if just one sniff before anything could interrupt us. After one sniff I would know what she smelled like and the world could end and my life experience would be complete because I would know what Naomi's ass smelled like, a knowledge that would never leave me. I was nearly shaking from two things: 1) The anticipation of sniffing such a fabulous rear-end, and 2) Naomi had come to that room KNOWING I wanted to sniff her butt! That drove me crazy!!!! I had pointed to my nose and her ass so she knew. Slowly, I pressed my nose to that perfect spandex &#034pocket&#034 but not deep because I didn't want my nostrils to be closed by being in too far. When I had it perfectly set, I sniffed. It was a small sniff, Her butt scent spread through me like a rushing virus and I nearly passed out from its divine richness. She didn't move. I dared more. I sniffed twice as long and I KNEW she knew that I had just sniffed her butt. It was a blatant sniff and very obvious and I ...