Scott's Vacation
[A handsome white American guy with blond, shoulder-length hair and blues eyes switches on a camera and records himself. He is sweating after some sort of physical activity, his muscular chest and shoulders sweating and glistening as they move with the rythm of his breathing.]
"Hey, guys! It's your man, Scott. Well, I arrived in Rio last night and just got back from running down by the beach and I have to say - my God! The women here are something else. It's now 10am and getting hotter so I'm gonna have a shower real quick and head back out to see if I can find a chick to bring back here... this is my room, by the way..."
[Scott swivels the camera around to show us the interior of his hotel room and the view from the window from where we can see a beach and some people in the distance.]
"Look at that view..."
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So there I was walking along Ipanema Beach in Rio looking for a Brazilian woman to talk to. There was no shortage of hot women, all wearing small bikinis, but they were in groups and had guys with them so it was unlikely they'd want to do anything. The sun was already hot and the temperature was 104ยบ. But there were lots of women there so I was sure I'd get lucky. I was wearing Bermuda shorts and bare-chested, showing off my abs and biceps. I walked for a good forty minutes until I saw a woman who was by herself.
[the camera focuses on a woman sitting on a towel applying suncream to her tanned skin. Scott whispers, "Look at that... holy shit..."]
I saw one woman and she just blew my mind! She had an amazing figure. She was sitting alone on a beach towel rubbing suncream onto her skin and, my God! I just had to talk to her. She had dark brown, shoulder-length hair, big natural tits (I'd say an E cup, easily), slim waist, wide hips, and long legs. She was wearing a really small black bikini and sunglasses. I did my stupid gringo routine, took out my Portuguese phrasebook and went over to talk to her.
[The camera shows Scott approaching the woman who stops rubbing suncream onto her slender calf and looks up.]
"Olรก... tudo bem?" I said, hoping I wasn't crucifying the Portuguese.
"Tudo," she replied with a beautiful smile. "You're not Brazilian, no?"
"No. I'm American."
"Ah, your Portuguese is good!"
"Well, I'm using a phrasebook." I held up the phrasebook for her to see the title. "I'm Scott, by the way. Can I ask your name?"
"I'm Michelle," she said with another smile.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Michelle." I said as I extended my hand which she shook laughing softly, her tits moving about in her bikini top as she did. Luckily I was wearing sunglasses so I could check out her figure without her noticing.
"You are trying to speak Portuguese, at least. This is good, I think."
"I gotta say your English is pretty damn good, too."
"Thanks, but I make mistakes sometimes."
"I haven't heard any mistakes. Do you mind if I talk with you for a while?"
This is usually the easy bit. The next thing would be to convince her to shoot the film with me back at the hotel and that would be trickier. But fuck it! What did I have to lose? I was desperate to get this chick back to the hotel no matter what.
Michelle moved over on the towel beneath her butt and I sat beside her.
"Thanks." I said sheepishly as I tried not to make it too obvious I was attracted to her. "So if you don't mind me asking, what is it you do?"
She was silent for a moment. "You mean for work?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I work as administrator in Human Resources."
"Okay, that's cool, and do you like it?"
"Yes, but sometimes is busy."
Again, she smiled. She seemed very placid to talk about herself to a complete stranger.
"And you?" Michelle asked me. "You are here for vacation?"
"Kinda," I replied, "more like work and vacation."
"Oh, what is your job?"
"Let's just say I make videos..."
"Videos?"
"Yeah, videos."
"what type of videos?"
"Promise you won't get mad at me?"
This was it. This would be the moment when she told me to fuck off or say she wasn't interested.
"I promise I won't be mad at you."
"OK, well, I make porn videos..."
There was a 15-second silence as she looked at me and I looked at her, waiting for her reaction.
"Jura!! Really??" she seemed more amused than horrified.
"Yeah." The worst was over now. All that remained was her next reaction.
"So, you're famous?"
"Erm, let's just say I have a lot of followers on my channel..."
"Your channel?"
"Yeah, where I post my videos."
"Oh! Can I see?"
"Sure!" I quickly took my cellphone from my pocket and tapped on an app which took me straight to the website. I handed Michelle the phone and watched as she took off her sunglasses to see the video better. It was one of my earlier videos and lasted for about 20 minutes.
"Ah, you are in the film!" Michelle said as looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes and then returned to the screen where I was sliding my dick into a tight, wet Latina pussy bare-back. "Hmmm very good." She handed the cellphone back to me still smiling.
"You liked it?"
"Yes!"
"Ok, cool... can I film you walking from the sea?"
"Walking from the sea?" She seemed confused.
"Yeah, you know, you walk into the water and come back and I film it."
I could see she was thinking about it.
"OK!" She said without any hesitation.