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.

This sweet little bitch is Karen. I saw her down on the beach, sitting at the next table. Love at first sight! I simply waved her over, a couple of minutes later she was sitting on my lap. Her English was pretty good which is quite an advantage. That day I had her for a bout of short time, the next day for long time. I wanted her forever, would have married her. Unfortunately, she forgot about her performance on the second day, so I had to give her the sack.

After being together in such a nice way, everything seemed to be super, the both of us were happy. But in the morning she said loud and clearly “NO”, and that twice, there is no way back, the day before I had given her 150 smackers for one bout of ST, and one of LT. The next morning she wanted more cash, I only gave her 20. After a discussion, her final comment whilst standing at the door was “I hate you!” A pity, A few days later I saw her down the beach promenade with a girlfriend, after thinking for a moment, she returned my smile.

During the afternoon, down to the QUATTRO POR QUATTRO thermal. It’s in the Rua Buenos Aires 44. All taxi drivers know of it. By the way, one is always able to take a taxi to such establishments; worries about them getting a commission are unfounded. Exactly opposite is a good “eating-house”, mainly visited by office workers who want to eat their midday meal there. Self-service, large choice of salads, meat, fish, and tasty dressings. A good opportunity to have a salad and maybe a little fish instead of filling oneself up with masses of meat. One pays by weight. But now let’s get back to the more important things.

The prices in 4×4 are similar to those in RIO ANTIGO. The furnishing is a bit worn out. The thermal is very large; the choice of hens is overwhelming. I mean both the amount of them and the quality! The lads were already getting really excited…. I think we went there twice, got our ends away both times. On my birthday, the lads dipped their hands deep into their pockets and invited me to dip my wick for free!!! Well, wasn’t that nice of them… I was very happy, and got stuck into things, see pictures. The hen was very nice and very motivated.

Monique. Proved to be a lucky strike. Didn’t look to be at first. She is from the “blue house” as I called it. One morning after chucking Deborah out, I was still loaded (no morning shag), I met our mate the Swede. I wanted to go down to the beach to see if there was anything worth while down there (must have been about a 1000). He told me to come with him because he had something b etter for me.

He didn’t need to ask me twice, we took a taxi to this blue house. I asked him what sort of a place this was. “Well, this is a girl’s boarding school” was his answer. Of course, he laughed shrewdly when telling me. There are many such houses in the town, girls live together in them, some on the game. The iron lattice gateway is always locked.

After a while, they realise that someone is there and one is let in. It was early, I saw four or five hens, he recommends Monique, she had just finished showering. He had a beer; I paid 60 smackers in advance for a couple of hours, and took her with me to the apartment (Taxi 5 Reais). In the apartment I found out that she didn’t want to kiss!!! Normally for me a reason for giving immediate notice. How did M rightly say: “Sex without a blowjob, ok, sex without a screw, ok, sex without kissing, NEVER”. I let her stay anyway.

For one thing I had already paid, the other thing was that she had been recommended by a mate, he was well known there, and I didn’t want them to get a negative impression of him. It was a good decision! She did an absolutely fantastic blowjob; she was a natural talent who performed her job with pleasure. Gob shot, no problem. I booked her four or five times for a morning session! She never wanted to kiss, but I still gave her a 20 tip, which is not normal for me. I did manage to take a few hundred photos of her and a few films on top of that. Even today, when just thinking about her, I still get a hard-on. A sweet thing!

Susan. There is a petrol station next to the ZIPPY, next to the petrol station is a small shop, in front of the shop is a small mobile hamburger stall, that’s where I got to know her – at about four in the morning. “What’s your name?” “Susan”. She is something special, she is not that young or pretty, but she is temperamental in another way. I was about 100% certain that she was some sort of a gypsy, full blooded, a real animal. I reckoned I would have one of the best screws for the past few years with her. I bought her a beer and we ate hamburger whilst sitting on camping chairs. A bit of snogging. She was wearing about 50 – 80 bangles on one of her arms.

I could just imagine her clobbering someone with that arm, I imagined the clattering of the bangles and immediately got a hard-on, am I perverse? There are also a lot of people there, seem to know each other. I ask her how much she wants, she said 40, I quickly agreed. After a while, her girlfriend asked her how much I was paying: Proudly she held up four fingers, which she was still nearly hiding under the chair. ID check as always in the apartment, a first sample on the stairs, no, she’s not shy. Fire is burning in her dark black eyes. She jumps on top of me in the room, then she tries on all the different clothes, she poses all the time, uses all situations well, she is having a lot of fun. She gives herself the large black one, we shag like mad. A couple of hours later she leaves with 40 Reais, I stay back with one more souvenir, one of her bangles, it’s a pity that I never met Susan again.