GOOD TRIP, MY GOOD.

Ônibus de transporte de turistas e grupo de turistas — Fotografia de Stock



I had not scheduled any trips for that weekend, but I received a call from my wife asking me to pick her up in the countryside, where I had been for many days. As it was raining a lot, it was difficult for her to return driving. In addition, she was very afraid to drive on highways when it was raining. As I really had nothing to do in BH, I replied that I would go, that she could wait for me. He would leave on Friday night, arriving there on Saturday, early in the morning. We would be driving home on Sunday morning, arriving back in the early afternoon, just in time to rest. I called the bus station, booked my ticket, being careful to ask for a place that was next to the window. I don’t like to travel in the aisle chair because people don’t let me sleep, in that coming and going, bumping and waking me up.

I arrived almost at the last minute for the bus to leave, so I wouldn’t have to wait a long time at the bus station. I went down to the platform and, as I had no suitcase, as I only took a change of clothes to change when I got there, I immediately got on the bus, looking for my place. What was not my surprise when I saw that, in my place, by the window, a girl was already sitting, looking about twenty, talking on the phone. I stood beside the chair, watching her and waiting for her to stop talking, to kindly ask her to leave my place. She looked at me with a beautiful smile and motioned for me to sit in the empty chair next to her. To give me more time, I reached out to put the backpack I was carrying in the upper rack. She continued talking on the phone, unaware of me. As I was disturbing the other passengers who needed to go through their calls, I ended up sitting where she had indicated. In the meantime, the driver set the bus in motion and the journey began. With me out of my place. And the girl on the phone, talking, talking, talking.

When the light was turned off and we entered the BR, the girl turned off her cell phone and asked me, with an open smile, in the biggest wooden face – hi, do you mind if I stay here and you there? I just like to travel in the window. I replied that it didn’t matter, that I could stay. She touched my arm lightly with her hand, gave me a new smile and asked where I was going. I replied and she told me that we would then travel together until the end of the trip.

As it rained lightly and the night was very cold, there was a silence on the bus indicating that the passengers were either sleeping or trying to sleep. And I was already thinking about sleeping, too, when I realized that my partner in the chair got up and, without asking permission, passed me, heading for the back, certainly, to the toilet. As he passed me, he brushed his legs over mine and was in no hurry to reach the hall. Ah, his ass was inches from my face and I could see that he turned his face to look at me. He had a naughty smile on his lips.

It took a few minutes to return. He came to my side, in the dark, put a hand on my shoulder and, placing my knee in the middle of his legs, spent a while fiddling with the luggage rack, as if he were looking for something. Her breasts were at the level of my face and I didn’t have to make any effort to put one of them in my hand. I gently smoothed it out and noticed when she gave a little shake indicating she was enjoying it. He adjusted the body further, lowering it so that no one could see what I was doing. Then he turned his body back to the corridor, turned on his back and started to move back to the corner of the chair. Only, in the passage, before reaching his place, he sat on my lap, as if he had lost his balance. She stayed there for a while, sitting on my lap and then going to her corner. Just when the bus made its only stop for coffee and snacks for passengers. I went down, she went down too. I went to the bathroom and saw that she also went to her bathroom. Then I went to the cafeteria counter, ordered a latte and was drinking it when I saw that she came out of the bathroom, took out the phone and started talking about it, leaning against a wall in the corridor between the cafeteria bar and the bus.

I finished my coffee with milk and got back on the bus. When I passed her, in the corridor, I saw that she reached out and handed me something. A little package. I held it without looking at what it was and got on the bus, going to my place, where I opened the package and found red lace panties.

When she appeared, she no longer spoke on the phone. He excused himself, I got up and walked away for her to pass and she sat in her seat naturally. The driver set the bus in motion again, turned off the lights and hit the road. The stop indicated exactly half the trip.

We didn’t say anything to each other. She took my hand and placed it on her leg, under her skirt. No panties. I was smoothing her thighs, feeling that she spread her legs and got better in the chair. We let the time go by, the night got darker, the rain increased the cold and we started to cling, the two of them already in just one armchair, hers. While I was caressing her, she took my cock and spun sucking it for a while. Then, he lay on his side in the armchair and I hugged her from behind, getting hot, all my cock inside, stuffing and pulling, stuffing and pulling, until we came together. So I slipped into my seat and she leaned against my shoulder and quickly fell asleep.

At dawn, it was still raining when we arrived at the city entrance. I was going to get off at the entrance, before the bus station. She slept when I gave the signal and slept when the bus stopped. I pushed her away gently so she wouldn’t wake up, gave her a quick, light kiss on the head and said, before going down – It was a good trip, baby.

A FANTASTIC NIGHT AT SHOPPING

Escadas, Shopping, Loja, Compras, Kielce, Coroa

She seemed to me, right away, a successful executive. A first glance was enough to be sure of that. Tall, slender, well-dressed, walking safely down the center aisle of the mall, among people who passed by coming and going, drawing attention to themselves and the malicious and desirous looks of men and the envious looks of women. His walk was both decided and feigned. He knew, with certainty, that he aroused greed and envy. Thus, she was gently rocking her body, moving her well-designed ass in the dress glued to her body in a charming way. It was where everyone’s eyes were directed when he turned his back on them. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, entranced and as if mesmerized.

I don’t know why, if it was just an instinct or if it was because I was very attentive to everything she did as she walked around me, I had the clear and perceptible impression that she looked at me. Could it be that you saw me, I thought. I do not think so. It must be my impression. Anyway, when in doubt, I followed her in a discreet way, pretending to pay attention to the shop windows, stopping from time to time in front of one of them to check it out. So, I saw when he turned and looked at me this time in a direct way, as if examining me or as if he wanted to mark my face in his memory. This time I had no doubts: she really looked at me. I was able to identify a certain interest in his eyes before entering one of the elevators. From a distance I saw her come in, the door closed and I lost sight of her.

Something inside my head told me to stay there, not to leave, to wait. I did. I chose a spot in the corridor where I could see the elevator and let myself be watching people passing by, as if I had no other interest. Or no rush.

A few minutes passed but it seemed like an eternity. When I least expected it, she appears to me leaving the elevator and walking towards me. This time I could see the signal he gave me in the direction of the elevator, indicating it. I didn’t think twice and went there trying to walk with ease. I thought “what the fuck is this now. What this hot girl wants from me. Why did you show me the elevator? It has already gone up and down on it ”. I stayed there, standing behind three more people who were waiting before me.

When the elevator opened the door, I don’t know where it came from, but it arrived and placed itself right behind me, so that we could enter together.

We got in and went to the bottom of the elevator while she was right in front of me, behind the other three who had entered the front. As there was no elevator, I saw when he pressed the button that indicated the top floor. I stayed in my corner, without marking any buttons. I saw that everyone else would come down before us.

Very discreetly I looked at her but she didn’t even blink, looking straight ahead. The elevator stopped on the third floor and a person got out. When the door closed again I felt that she moved her body away a little without anyone noticing and I felt that it was touching me.

At the same moment I felt that his hand touched my hand in a very discreet but decided way. A small, light touch, a disguised grip. A pleasant smell washed over me. Soft. Lavender. Floral.

On the fourth floor another person came down. This time, I felt that his body came closer to mine. I felt a chill go through me.

On the sixth, the last of the three who had preceded us at the entrance to the elevator went down. We watched the door close. When the elevator started its ascent it definitely leaned against me and I fit in with it. Desperately. Madly. Embraced, we turned and our mouths met. We kissed as if our mouths wanted to be crushed, tongues searching for tongues, bodies clinging together, as if they were going to become one. Embraced, we let our hands walk through our bodies, as if they wanted to discover all its secrets. I stroked her breasts and ran my hand down her ass. She rubbed herself even more against me and when I felt hard with lust, she opened my pants, put out my dick, turned on her back and lifted her skirt, pushed her panties aside and I penetrated her there, in the elevator, with all my heart. make yourself comfortable. Mine and hers. I made him enjoy a tasty and deep pleasure. Without saying anything. Shut up. I also came without any moan, no noise that could denounce our presence. The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor, opened and closed the door again and got out. Incredible as it may seem, we went up to the fourth floor without anyone stopping him. There, when the door opened, she went down without showing any sign that she knew me. I went down in the second. Happy, delighted.

When I left the mall, I thought just one thing: “what will her name be?”

HOPE

Ressaca Do Oceano, Espuma, Onda, Praia, Areia, Oceano

By charm,
there is still a little
as much as I wanted
to give you
and make you happy
and find you.
By charm,
still left from the wind
the light breeze,
and the green sea
the foam, to give you,
and make you happy
and find you.
For wanting you so much
And love you so much,
hope remains
to make me happy
and wait for you.

ESPERANÇA

foam of the wave on the shore in Baia Formosa, city of the state of rio grande do norte, brazil

ESPERANÇA

Por encanto,

ainda resta um pouco

do tanto que quis

para te dar

e te fazer feliz

e te encontrar.

Por encanto,

ainda restou do vento

a brisa leve,

e do verde do mar

a espuma, para te dar,

e te fazer feliz

e te encontrar.

Por te querer tanto

E tanto te amar,

ainda resta a esperança

para fazer-me feliz

e te esperar.

Serenade

Serenata — Fotografia de Stock

In the middle of the night
a chord is heard
of a tuned guitar.
A star in the sky
it shone brighter.
In the empty night
someone remembered
from someone else,
that slept.
With a little luck,
thought, I will be your dream.
In the silence of the night
a sob was heard
of someone who, of course,
did not sleep.

Serenata

Canta, arte, serenata, ilustração, vetorial, estouro, homem. Canta ...

No meio da noite

um acorde se ouviu

de um violão afinado.

Uma estrela no céu

reluziu mais forte.

Na noite vazia

alguém se lembrava

de outro alguém,

que dormia.

Com um pouco de sorte,

pensava, eu serei o seu sonho.

No silêncio da noite

um soluço se ouviu

de alguém que, por certo,

não dormiu.

EYESIGHT

É preciso deixar ir para voltar a viver

It happened to me
see the brother, comrade,
inert, dead. With nothing.
Just hunger!
It happened to me
see the friend left
inert, dead. With nothing.
Just fear!
It happened to me
see my own body on the road.
Inert, dead. With nothing.
Just dreams!

VISÃO

6 distúrbios que podem afetar seu sono – e como lidar com eles ...

Aconteceu comigo

ver o irmão, camarada,

inerte, morto. Sem nada.

Só fome!

Aconteceu comigo

ver  a amiga deixada

inerte, morta. Sem nada.

Só medo!

Aconteceu comigo

ver meu próprio corpo na estrada.

Inerte, morto. Sem nada.

Só sonhos!