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A Lousy Weather Forecast

by Dancing Sprite <dancing.sprite@gmx.net>


"Shouldn't we take an umbrella?" I asked as we walked through the 
school's wide double doors and out into the street.

"Not necessary. No rain now," my cute Spanish teacher said in her 
broken English which I found so amusing. But then, her English 
was a lot better than my Spanish, so I had resolved early on not 
to laugh or make fun of her.

Two weeks earlier, I had decided that being monolingual was a 
huge embarrassment when trying to do business with the Hispanic 
population in California and had enrolled for a Spanish course at 
a school in Antigua, Guatemala. My friends had been skeptical, 
but Antigua had captured my heart as soon as I arrived. The 
colonial ambience, the climate, and most of all the people were 
simply fantastic and I never regretted my decision.

The Spanish classes were a bit tough, however. In Antigua, 
Spanish instructions are all one-on-one, each student has a 
teacher all for himself, and that makes the instructions very 
intensive and sometimes rather tiring. Ten years after graduating 
from college, sitting still and having my brain barraged with 
grammar and vocabulary for several hours on end was hard to get 
used to. Therefore I quickly fell into the habit of breaking up 
the classes with short walks around town together with my 
teacher.

The only thing about Antigua that was just short of perfect was 
the weather. The rainy season was in full swing when I arrived, 
which meant that it rained for two or three hours every day -- 
still not too bad compared with most places in the world, but the 
rain often set in with little forewarning, as I was soon to find 
out.

Anyway, I left the school with Carmen, my teacher, and we didn't 
take an umbrella, which would turn out to be a mistake. Carmen 
was about 25 years old and a native of Antigua. Always elegantly 
dresses, she took me to different places every day, as she loved 
to show her history-laden hometown to an ignorant gringo like me 
whose only prior visit to Latin America had been a two-week stint 
at a beach resort in Cancun.

As we strolled along Antigua's historic cobblestone streets, 
Carmen trying to teach me some Spanish and I trying to steer the 
subject to other topics, dark clouds began to fill the sky and I 
caught her looking up and frowning more than once, probably 
doubting the accuracy of her weather forecast by now.

"Let's walk back," I suggested.

Carmen nodded and we turned back towards the school, but it was 
already too late. Less than five minutes later, the dark gray 
clouds turned black, then the floodgates opened and released a 
torrential downpour that drenched us to the skin in seconds.

"No rain now," I repeated her words and laughed. I was a little 
bit annoyed, but mostly I was just amused that even a local 
couldn't accurately predict the weather in this place.

"Sorry," she said and looked at me with her sexy, dark eyes. "I 
was wrong."

"Obviously," I said and laughed even harder.

"You angry with me now?" she asked earnestly, maybe even a bit 
fearfully.

Standing there in the downpour, her long hair and elegant clothes 
plastered to her slender five foot two frame, looking up at me, 
she looked so fragile and vulnerable that I hugged her 
spontaneously. The force with which she hugged me back and 
squeezed me took me by surprise. "No, I'm not mad at you," I said 
softly, still holding her as if my embrace could protect her from 
the elements.

"Let's go," she said after a few moments and released me, but 
still kept an arm around my waist as we walked silently through 
the pouring rain.

After a few minutes, she guided me into a narrow side street and 
stopped in front of one of the houses at the back. "I live here," 
she explained as she unlocked the door and dragged me inside, 
along a long, narrow corridor into a mini courtyard of no more 
than a hundred square feet, and finally into her living room, 
which was sparsely but tastefully furnished.

"Take wet clothes off," she said without any preliminaries. "No 
want you catch cold."

Before I could recover from my surprise, she was out of the door 
again. The room was still nice and cozy from the day's heat and I 
was uncomfortable in my soaked and clammy clothes, so I began to 
strip slowly. I took my shirt off, then my shoes and socks, and 
finally my jeans, but stopped short of my boxers.

"Shorts too," she said immediately when she returned a few 
moments later with two large towels. She dropped them on the 
small couch and began to undress as unselfconsciously as if I 
wasn't there, kicking off her pumps, then taking off her skirt, 
blouse, bra, and panties. She draped her wet garments over two 
chairs and turned to look at me like nothing were amiss. 
"Coffee?" she asked and went over to the small kitchen area to 
get the coffeemaker going.

While she was busy, I grabbed one of the towels and dried myself 
with it, then quickly stripped my boxers off and wrapped the 
towel around my waist. Carmen was still fiddling around in the 
kitchen when I was done, so I took the other towel and went over 
to her. Although it had been my intention to wrap the towel 
around her stark naked body, I couldn't help but stop and admire 
her slender body as she stood there in front of me, her back 
turned to me, seemingly oblivious to my presence.

Her shoulders, arms and most of her legs were deeply tanned, 
while the rest of her body -- those areas that were always 
covered by her clothing -- were creamy white. I also noticed that 
the tan line on her thighs was only a few inches below the curve 
of her ass, so she must have been wearing some pretty short 
miniskirts at times, although the skirts she wore to work were 
always quite conservative and came down to no more than two or 
three inches above her knees.

Between her creamy ass cheeks, her thick black pubic hair was 
clearly visible and the drops still clinging to it made it look 
like she was super aroused. While I was staring at her firm ass, 
she suddenly turned around. Obviously she had heard me approach, 
since she wasn't the least bit surprised to see me standing 
there. She also didn't make any attempt to cover her breasts or 
her crotch. "You dry me?" she asked, but it sounded more like an 
order than a question.

"Con mucho gusto!" I said, a bit proud that I could finally say 
something meaningful in Spanish. I unfolded the towel and began 
working on her hair, then her neck, back, chest, and stomach. 
Then I hesitated a moment and decided to continue with her feet 
and work my way up her legs. When I got to her upper thighs, she 
opened her legs a bit wider, giving me easy access to her hairy 
crotch. I dried her ass cheeks, then her pussy and the hair that 
surrounded it, and finally stood up.

Carmen took the wet towel out of my hand and threw it on the 
kitchen table. Then she reached out, untied the knot that was 
holding my own towel around my waist, and threw it on top of 
hers. "Nice dick," she commented after looking at my crotch for a 
moment. "Why is not hard?"

"Because you're my teacher and having sex with you would be 
unprofessional," I said, reaching for the towel again.

She laughed cheerfully and swept the towels off the table. "I am 
very professional in class," she said earnestly, "but not at 
home." Then she knelt down in front of me and wrapped her lips 
around my half-hard dick. As she sucked on it, she massaged the 
base of my shaft with one hand and played with my balls with the 
other one. My dick hardened rapidly and soon stood at full 
attention.

I still wasn't quite sure if this was really such a good idea, 
but her mouth on my dick felt so good and I was getting so horny 
that I could barely think rationally anymore. "You sure you want 
to do this?" I asked, giving her what was probably the last 
chance to bail out.

"Very sure. I like you," she said simply and resumed her work on 
my dick.

Horniness won out over professionalism a few moments later. I 
took her head in my hands and began to push my dick deeper and 
deeper. To my surprise, she took the entire shaft into her hot 
mouth and down her throat. Not that my dick is exceptionally long 
-- just under seven inches -- but I haven't met many girls who 
could take it down their throats as easily as my cute Guatemalan 
Spanish teacher.

Fucking Carmen's throat was an incredible experience and brought 
me to the brink of my first orgasm within minutes. Just as my 
dick expanded slightly and grew even harder, I felt a wet 
fingertip on my asshole, stabbing at the tight ring muscle and 
slowly worming its way inside.

As soon as her finger was buried in my asshole and wiggling about 
expertly, I let out a loud groan and began pumping my cum into 
her hungry mouth. She pulled her head back until only the head 
was still in her mouth and caught spurt after spurt of my cum on 
her tongue. Some of it dribbled out of the corner of her mouth 
while she sucked my dick until she was sure that she had gotten 
every last drop.

As she stood up, she took my dick in her hand again and massaged 
it vigorously. At the same time, she opened her mouth and showed 
me the load of cum she had collected on her tongue before she 
swallowed it. Then she scooped up the cum on her chin and licked 
her fingers greedily.

My dick had begun to deflate when it had slipped out of her 
mouth, but as I watched her eat my cum so hungrily, it reversed 
its course and was soon fully hard again. I thrust it lightly 
into her hand and she got the idea immediately.

"Want more?" she asked playfully as she released my dick from her 
grip and stepped back against the kitchen table, smiling from ear 
to ear.

"Yes, a lot more!" I croaked as I stepped up to her, my rock-hard 
dick swinging in front of me.

"Con mucho gusto," she laughed, imitating my own accent. "How you 
say in English? Help yourself!"

And that's exactly what I did. I lifted her up and planted her 
ass on the edge of the table, then spread her legs wide and 
shoved my dick into her soaking pussy with one hard thrust. In 
response, Carmen screamed something in Spanish; I had no idea 
what she was saying, but since she wrapped her legs around my 
waist at the same time and pulled me closer, I took it as some 
kind of go-ahead. I settled into a fast pace, guided by her feet 
on my ass cheeks, and fucked her with long, hard strokes.

Carmen whimpered and moaned almost continuously while her pussy 
engulfed my dick like a hot, slippery glove. The blow job she had 
given me had apparently aroused her very much and she was soon on 
the verge of a powerful orgasm. Her pussy muscles clamped down on 
my dick erratically and I knew she wouldn't last much longer. I 
increased my tempo, slamming into her as fast as I could, while 
her moans turned into screams and her entire body shuddered and 
jerked wildly.

A few moments later I came, too. I panted and moaned as an 
intense climax spread out from my loins and washed over me. While 
I pumped jet after jet of cum into Carmen's tight pussy, I felt 
my knees go all wobbly and had to lean on the table until my 
orgasm subsided and some strength returned to my legs. Its load 
spent, my dick finally went limp and slipped out of her still 
quivering pussy.

As soon as she recovered from her orgasm, Carmen slid off the 
table and took my dick in her mouth again. First she sucked hard 
to extract any cum her pussy muscles had failed to squeeze out of 
me, then proceeded to lick the mixture of pussy juice and cum off 
my dick and balls and swallowed it greedily. Just when I thought 
she was done, she slipped my dick back into her hungry mouth and 
sucked for all she was worth. At the same time, she reached 
around with one hand and squeezed my ass cheeks, then ran her 
fingers through the crack of my ass, and finally slipped a moist 
finger into my asshole as deep as it would go.

The double onslaught on my dick and asshole took me by surprise 
and aroused me so much that my dick immediately started to get 
hard and soon reached full battle readiness again -- for the 
third time in a row, a new record for me!

When my dick was as hard as it ever got, Carmen stood up, gave me 
a bright smile, and turned around to lean on the kitchen table. 
She planted her feet wide apart and stuck her ass out, wiggling 
it right and left enticingly.

As I looked down at her cute ass and the thick black bush 
glistening with our combined fuck juices, I felt a desire for her 
that I had felt for few women before. I quickly positioned myself 
behind her upturned ass, still amazed that my dick was hard at 
all after two intense orgasms, and penetrated her pussy with one 
hard thrust.

"No!" Carmen screamed immediately. "Other hole!"

"You want it up the ass?" I asked, my surprise obvious in my 
voice.

"Si! Up the ass!" she screamed.

I shrugged my shoulders, although she couldn't see me, and pulled 
my dick out of her pussy again. Holding her hips with one hand 
and spreading her ass cheeks with the other, I placed my well-
lubricated dick at her asshole and gently pushed forward. The 
head of my dick slipped into her easily, along with almost half 
of the shaft.

Carmen took a deep breath, exhaled audibly, and rammed her ass 
back against my hips so hard that I almost lost my balance. As my 
dick disappeared balls-deep into her asshole, she screamed 
something in Spanish, but I didn't understand a word. I gave her 
a few moments to relax before I pulled most of my dick out of her 
asshole, then rammed it back in.

"Si! Mas!" she screamed! "Mas!"

I understood that much. She wanted more. So I gave her more. I 
settled into a fast rhythm and fucked her asshole almost as hard 
as I had fucked her pussy. Most of the screams she uttered in 
response were entirely unintelligible to me, but from the way she 
matched my thrusts and wiggled her ass, she must have loved every 
second of it.

The two orgasms I had already had did wonders for my stamina. I 
fucked her asshole at a steady pace until she climaxed, then 
climaxed again, and finally climaxed a third time, screaming like 
a banshee and thrashing about so wildly that I had to wrap an arm 
around her waist to keep my dick from slipping out of her 
asshole.

When her third orgasm shook her body and her sphincter clamped 
down on my dick with astounding force, I finally couldn't hold 
back any longer. I buried my dick deep in her asshole and shot my 
load of cum into her bowels while our bodies jerked and shuddered 
and we collapsed forward onto the kitchen table. We lay there for 
quite a while, enjoying the warm afterglow of our orgasms, until 
some strength returned to our bodies.

"Magnifico!" Carmen finally panted while we climbed off the 
table.

I agreed wholeheartedly, took her in my arms and kissed her long 
and passionately.

The downpour slackened off half an hour later and turned into 
steady rain that kept drumming on the roof. Faced with the choice 
between climbing back into my wet clothes and staying with Carmen 
until they would be dry again, I quickly choose the latter option 
and ended up spending the rest of the day and all of the night 
with her.

After we had acted out our animal lust for each other on the 
kitchen table, we retired to the bedroom and our lovemaking 
became more sedate and tender. In between, we also worked a bit 
on my Spanish vocabulary, especially words related to the human 
anatomy.

The next day, we sat in class again and acted as if nothing had 
happened. We both knew, however, that we'd soon repeat the 
escapade.


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