Scent of Brasil - Sex Stories

Scent of Brasil

... we could get together the next night! Wow! I about passed out just hearing that! She WANTED me to sniff her butt again? To lick it? To sit on my face? To have my tongue buried deep in her butt? Okay, maybe she just wanted more money but I'm quite sure she could have gotten that elsewhere. She was the one who wanted to be with me again and she knew it was all about my face and her ass. Unfortunately, my plane flight was the next morning. Her second surprise came after she had her jumpsuit on and I stood up to escort her to the door. She didn't move. She delayed. She stood. I didn't understand. She turned her back to me. She bent over just slightly and gave me another of her playful looks. I was as crazed as I was amazed and I fell to my knees and I put my nose right in the very center of that spandexed bottom and I sniffed her butt. I sniffed her butt again and again and I kissed and kissed it and she rewarded me by pooching her ass into my face. Her butt cheeks were so soft yet somehow a bit firm against my face and she smelled so good that I felt like I could sniff her butt forever. I repeated how fabulous she was. We hugged. It was warm and endearing. Two people with hours of intimate experience were saying goodbye--forever. It was sad because I truly valued Naomi as a human being. She disappeared down the stairs and I went to my window and watched her leave through the iron gates and disappear into the Brasilian morning amid the brush of scented wind from the Atlantic Ocean. There are so many stories I could tell of the butts of Brasil but those will have to be for another time. If this story or the topic of ass worship appeals to you, I would love to know. bryanLL at hushmail