The sunny side of Fortaleza

Fortaleza is not what one would call a small village – but a city of over a million inhabitants. However, the part of the town that we stayed in was quite straightforward. It’s the beach at Iracema, that’s where most things happen for people like myself; this is the area where sex tourists can find whores and would-be whores. Everything can be reached on foot from the apartment – everything from the beaches to nightlife; everything is a stones-throw away. Hereafter a few pictures taken on the beach – or the action that originated there. There is also a little something for “friends of hot sports”.

I met her during the very last afternoon down at the beach. All three of us had been travelling around in a taxi, and had taken a look at the beaches. There was nothing happening anywhere, and we ended up on the beach near our apartment. I noticed her straight away and immediately fell in love. We waved her over, I bought her a Caipi. She seemed to be a bit of a wreck, as if she was on drugs or was drunk, no, not drunk, the Caipi was too strong for her.

We discussed for a time, wondering what was wrong with her, and whether we should risk taking her with us. I really felt like a quickie, what else was I here for?? She seemed to have everything under control, a sort of “boss of the beach”, the other hens had respect. Of course, all my alarm bells went off; however, I still came to an agreement. M translated for me, I was still too shy, and apart from that, I couldn’t understand the language. Nevertheless, things went all right so we took a taxi to my apartment.

Once there she posed for a few pics, well, she was wearing a very nice dress, what do you think? I thought it was like a fishing net, with the difference that she wanted to catch tourists in it and not fish, this made her laugh. However, plenty of action followed, but I only wanted a blowjob, which of course she made a good job of. After the shot in the gob she went to the bathroom, I followed her with the camera; I saw her bent over the sink washing her mouth out. A brown liquid coloured the water.

First of all, I thought she had spilt my good old Fahrenheit…. But then I found out what was wrong. She had puked up in the sink, luckily only liquid. She didn’t seem to have eaten any solids that day. OK, shit happens, but that’s no problem. I gave her 50 smackers; of course she tried to get more. But even on the first day, I don’t pay any more for a quickie. A little less would have also been enough. She was satisfied and off she went…. A pity about her spewing up, I found her quite good looking and nice. Of course, I cannot tolerate such things, so it was just the one time with her.