Ben's Story
After Katy had dropped Ben at Heathrow he made the painfully slow progression through baggage check in, then security, but was finally free to have some lunch in the departures lounge. He decided that it was time to try out his new company credit card, which had a £25k credit limit.
He found a nice restaurant and ordered steak and a carafe of red wine, and relaxed. Ben was beginning to think that this new life might not be so bad after all, so what if Katy was sleeping around, he would have fun too, and he was on expenses.
After his fine lunch it was time to start heading towards the boarding gate, and being in a relaxed state of mind, Ben started to notice how many attractive women there were, heading to the same gate as him, and as he overheard them talking he realised that they were Brazilians. Maybe George was right, perhaps he would enjoy some of the amenities which Brazil had to offer, and he was already crossing his fingers and hoping to sit next to one of these beauties on the plane.
As he boarded the aircraft things got better and better, the cabin crew were mostly female, and they were all gorgeous. There were a couple of gay men, but mostly women.
He found his seat and thanked the God of aircraft seating. His seat was next to the aisle on the central bank of four, and to his right were three seats all occupied by Brazilian women, all of whom were attractive, in a dark sexy Latin way. To his left, across the aisle was a drop dead gorgeous blonde, also apparently Brazilian, but not at all Latin in her looks. She actually looked like a model, and maybe she was, her skin was well tanned, her legs were sensational, and she turned her head towards Ben and smiled a radiant perfect smile displaying perfect white teeth. Ben's heart nearly stopped.
And then the vision spoke.
"Hi, I'm Julia." Her voice had the merest hint of an accent.
"Umm, sorry, Ben." He stuttered, amazed that such a beauty would strike up a conversation with him.
"Is this your first time in Sao Paulo Ben?" she continued.
"First time in Brazil, Julia." He answered, regaining his composure a little.
"So you won't have any idea of the cool places to go, Sao Paolo is a big city, with lots of great clubs, restaurants, and bars. You need a guide I think."
"Are you volunteering Julia?" Ben asked, unable to believe how this was going.
"I might, let's see how we get on, it's a long flight, you might hate me by the time we land."
Ben couldn't imagine ever hating this Goddess, she seemed absolutely perfect, he just couldn't stop looking at her.
To Ben's right, the Latin beauty also wanted to talk to him, so he had to ignore Julia for a little while. This woman didn't speak such perfect English, but it was good enough, and she seemed to take quite a shine to him. She chatted happily to Ben about her trip to England, how much she liked the charming and polite Englishmen, how beautiful everywhere was, and as she made her points she couldn't seem to resist placing her left hand on Ben's upper leg, and as time went on, she was placing her hand higher and higher, presumably for increased emphasis, until, after about half an hour, her hand was actually partly on his cock.
Naturally, Ben started to grow erect, and instead of being horrified, Mariana seemed pleased, flattered, and started leaving her hand over his cock and massaging him as they talked. Ben was in heaven, he got completely lost in her dark sultry eyes as she got him more and more aroused.
"Are you enjoying my hand Ben?" She asked.
"I love your hand, it's getting me so excited." He answered honestly.
"That's good Ben, now, why don't you slip your hand between my legs and see how wet I am."
Ben couldn't believe his ears, but he didn't let that stop him investigating his own personal Amazonian Rain Forest, and forest she was, no Brazilian cut to Mariana's pubic hair, it was a luxuriant forest, with no garments impeding his exploration. Every part of her jungle was humid, hot and lush with undergrowth.
One of the gay male crew walked down the aisle towards Ben and Mariana purposefully, carrying a British Airways blanket.
"I think we need to preserve a little modesty, don't you?" he asked while placing the blanket over both their laps, "ooh, a sweet little one, that would be just the right size for my arse, let me know if you are interested."
The camp crew member continued fondling Ben's cock for a few moments before reluctantly moving away.
Mariana reached under the blanket and took hold of Ben's cock again.
"You're still hard, did you enjoy being groped by a man?" Mariana asked, teasing Ben.
"No, not at all!" Ben protested.
"It feels as if you did. Anyway, I need your hand between my legs again."
Ben sank his right hand between the legs of his horny Brazilian friend and began flicking her engorged clit, getting her very excited very quickly. Ben was struck by how big her clitoris was, he was sure that he'd never touched a bigger one, and for that matter, he'd never encountered a pussy which got so soaking wet.
After a short while she started to get even more excited, and she communicated that fact to Ben by squeezing his balls harder and harder, which, mercifully, didn't go on for very long as she quickly went over the edge into her orgasm.
Marianna was anything but discrete with her enjoyment, and most people around knew perfectly well what Ben had done for her. Julia, the gorgeous blonde to his left certainly knew, which made Ben feel a bit embarrassed.
"Your turn." Mariana announced, slipping her hand under the blanket and grasping Ben's small cock with a firm grip.
She didn't pump it, the way most women do, rather she squeezed and released in a slow but consistent rhythm. Ben found the technique very pleasurable indeed, especially when her other hand got a grip on his balls and started the same treatment there.
Mariana's technique was in fact so good that Ben was close to orgasm in about three minutes, and by four minutes he had reached the point of no return. His new lover closed her hand around the head catching all of his rather modest emission in her palm.
Once he finished ejaculating she pulled her hand out from under the blanket and proffered it to his mouth.
"You must swallow it, to preserve your energy." Mariana instructed, which Ben found puzzling, but he had little choice but to obey.
Her duty done, Mariana pulled the blanket off Ben's lap, arranged it over herself, and settled down to sleep. This caught Ben completely by surprise, and it was a few seconds before he realised that his shrinking winky was on full view.
Mariana's companions, to her right giggled, and Julia smiled to herself.
"Is that your first time in the Mile High Club?" Julia asked teasingly.
"Yes it was, sorry." Ben was embarrassed.
"No worries, you can't turn down an offer like that. So, where are you staying in Sao Paolo?"
"The Blue Tree in Morumbi, although I've no idea where that is." Ben was amazed that Julia was just carrying on a normal conversation after what she'd seen him do.
"That's near where I live in Campo Bello , we can share a taxi." Julia offered.
"Oh, that would be brilliant, I'm sure they would rip me off."
"You're right, they would."
With that settled, Julia turned away, closed her eyes and relaxed. As she dozed the image of Ben's semi erect cock popped into her mind. It made her smile inwardly, she thought it was sweet, it was so tiny. Julia liked small cocks, partly because she had always been a bit small herself, her pussy found big cocks painful, and partly because men with small cocks were generally faithful to any woman who wanted to have sex with them.
Of course she was intending to make Ben unfaithful to his wife, but from what George had told her, Ben wouldn't be too reluctant, and what just happened with the strange dark skinned woman rather confirmed it.
Many hours later the BA flight touched down smoothly at Guarulhos airport, and Julia guided Ben through the teeming chaos of that crazy airport. When they finally stepped outside near the taxi rank the heat hit Ben like a train. It was after midnight local time, and it was still unbelievably hot and humid.
They found a taxi and loaded their bags into the boot and climbed in to the ancient wreck of a car. The traffic was heavy moving away from the airport, and with no air conditioning, the car was very hot and reeked of the driver's sweat.
As they flew along the most terrifying motorway Ben had ever seen, the smell from the driver was completely over powered by a smell of sewerage.
"It's the Marginal," Julia explained, "all the sewers empty into it."
"Christ, it smells terrible!"
"True, but at least it's not too hot."
Ben thought Julia was out of her mind.
Julia dropped Ben at his hotel, and his impression of Brazil started to improve. The hotel was fabulous, very modern, beautiful and air conditioned. The girls on reception were all gorgeous and spoke nicely accented English.
His room was large, modern and had a fantastic view over the twinkling lights of Sao Paolo, one of the most populous cities in the world, and best of all the air conditioning was keeping the room deliciously cool. He stripped and stepped into the ultra modern shower, letting the warm water strip the grime of a long journey from his skin.
Ten minutes later he crashed out on the king sized bed, going quickly to sleep with an image of a naked Julia in his mind.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ben struggled out of a deep sleep, aware that someone was banging on his door. He staggered across the room, still half asleep, and swung the door wide. Julia was standing there in an incredibly short skirt, and a blouse that gaped at the top, advertising her fantastic breasts.
"I'm glad you are pleased to see me." Julia said, smiling and looking down at his crotch.
Ben looked down to see his morning erection sticking proudly out from his shorts.
"Oh Christ, sorry."
"No problem, I think it's cute, but we need to get going, so you need to shower."
"I don't understand, I thought the interpreter was picking me up?" Ben asked, trying to wake up.
"I am picking you up, I'm the interpreter."
"So you knew who I was on the plane?"
"Yup" Julia answered, still smiling.
