Colombian Sunset

[CamelNut]

This is the first part of a short story written about an experience had a few years ago.............
I hope you enjoy it. Please rate if you get the chance...


Ocaso Colombiano
I'm an executive for an oil company, visiting colombia trying to find new alternative energy sources to try and suppress the world demand for fossil fuels. I flew into Bogotá about 3:30pm on a Thursday, a bit lagged from the long flight. Flying first class had allowed me to gain some much needed rest but no real form of sleep was ever actually committed. I walked off the plane into the terminal to eye some of the worlds most beautiful dark skinned latin women in the world. I immediately began to feel a slight sheen of perspiration cover my face as I walked briskly through a corridor and out to baggage claim area. I immediately spotted a beautiful brown haired beauty from across the room. I noticed she was roughly 5'3" with a very beautifully shaped body and nice perky breast. I couldn't help but notice her dazzling almond shaped brown eyes. She was wearing a white linen dress that exposed her beautiful sharp shoulders accentuating her gorgeous neck line. Her soft light skin lead me to believe that she was originally from South America. I noticed she had a very deep red lipstick on her tight pursued lips. Her shoulder length hair flowed like a breeze as she walks toward the turnstiles to await her luggage.

Coming from California Half Mexican, a quarter spanish and a quarter apache indian has always given my 5'8" military muscular body, which is more defined by repetition of rigorous physical training versus bulked up by body building, had always warranted second looks from women all over the world. Black hair, with a nicely defined brow line, stone brown eyes with a reddish flair that flickered like fire when facing the sunlight. Staying cleanly shaven, with perfectly rectangular shaped military sideburns that stopped exactly at the bottom of the earlobe turning from black to red, a sign of my spanish heritage always gave me a younger look. High cheek bones perfectly separated on each side of my chiseled face, highly defined by my bronzed skin tone, reminding me of my apache background. A bone thin upper nose that spreads at the bottom reminds me of one of the Olmec heads that are found in México, which reminds me that I come from people of the earth.

As I stood around waiting for my luggage I noticed that same beautiful woman looking in my direction and I shyly turned away. I slowly returned my gaze toward the luggage and noticed from the edge of my vision that this gorgeous woman was still softly looking in my direction. I looked toward her one more time as she sent me a very innocent smile. I looked in her eyes nodded respectfully, smiled and turned away to see if my luggage had arrived. I thought for a second about what I was wearing and smiled to myself thinking about the perfectly tailored Navy-Blue 3 button suit that I bought on my last trip to London. I figured she is just being polite and smiling, knowing that I'm one of many businessmen that visit her country. As my luggage arrived I grabbed my bags and turn toward the door as I hear a large crack of thunder as an approaching rain verbalized its intention. I walked toward the door and exited the terminal toward the street and begin searching for a taxi. As I walked out I noticed that the line for taxis was exposed to the sky and I could hear rain beginning to patter on the ground. I thought to myself about my pre-travel check list and realized that I'd left my umbrella at my house. Just as I was about to curse at myself silently, that same woman from the baggage claim walked up behind me and said in the softest spanish accent, can I share my umbrella with you as you wait for your taxi. I smiled brightly and said that would be wonderful.

I asked her where she had flown in from and she explained that she had just arrived from Germany where she works in technologies. I told her that I was traveling on a business trip from the United States and that I work in the energies industry. I politely asked her where she was from and she told me that she was from Bogotá and she was coming home to visit her parents in the countryside. I told her that Bogotá seemed very beautiful and that she must be a direct representation of the countries natural beauty. She blushed lightly and smiled, saying thank you for the kind compliment. She asked me how long I wouldl be in Bogotá and explained that I would be here for 8 days before I returned to the United States. She told me that she would be visiting her parents for the entire month. She asked me where I was staying and I told her that I was staying in a small Villa outside of town just before you begin your journey into the countryside. She told me that there was only one road out of town. Laughing and smiliing she told me, by the looks of it you have everything you want in life except an umbrella. I laughed softly and told her that "I do have most things in life, but being human there are always things that change making you want different things at different times". She agreed and told me that she could recommend some places of interest in Bogotá if I had any free time during my trip. I told her I'd love to know where beautiful breathe taking views were that showed the natural beauty of the land. She said "I have a bunch of sites for you to see and I will tell them to you on our cab ride together. I smiled and told her that I would love to share a cab with her, since my company told me that it took about 2 hours to reach my Villa from the airport. I thought to myself that this woman was gorgeous and assertive, which were two things I've always enjoyed about latin women. We entered the cab and drove off toward the mountains.

While in the cab we made small talk about different places to see in Colombia. I asked her about the weather and why she decided to wear a dress when the rain seems to come down in buckets. She explained that the weather was very transient, it passed quickly. One minute it might be pouring rain with billowing thick white clouds covering the sky and ten minutes later, as the weather passed it exposes the most pristine blue skies with a sun that just wouldn't quit. I nodded and told her that I should have know that but a last minute visit to the my parents house to drop off my dogs, led to a full dinner and talk about my upcoming trip leaving me no time to research Bogotá before my trip. She explained that the country was wild with weather completely untamed and could change in a minute. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that her dress was bunching together in between her legs near her crotch. I could see a visible "V" shape protruding from what would normally be her crotch. I felt my cock begin to winch with excitement at the thought of how beautiful this woman's pussy must be. Mixed with the aroma of her jasmine scented perfume, it made for a nice, quick daydream. I quickly put those thoughts out of my mind and continued with our conversation about areas of interest. I think she noticed that I saw her dress bunching up, because she put her hands in her lap covering her sweet spot. She told me of a mountain not far from the city where you can go, climb to the top and see as far as the ocean on a clear day. She said the winds on top of the mountain rushed by with ferocious speed, making your hair and clothes move all around you. And in conjunction with her saying " all around you" she playfully popped her dress up as if it were taken by a strong gust of wind. I couldn't help help but notice that she was wearing a pair of skin tight shorts under her dress. They were the softest baby blue color and absolutely formed to her body. She laughed like a little school girl, as she replaced her dress to its proper position. I sat there in total shock as I thought back about how this gorgeous woman just flashed her privates at me. I thought about those baby blue shorts and my cock immediately began to stiffen. I took a moment closing my eyes to picture how those shorts were perfectly pressed up against her body like skin. I couldn't help but notice during the quick flash that she'd given me, that her pussy lips were totally split in two, making what was refered to in the states as a cameltoe. I've alway been a fan of women wearing tight clothing that accentuate their forms, but I'd never been so close to such a beautiful set of pussy lips. They were thick and meaty, roughly the same thickness as my pinky finger. One of the things that really caught my eye was how deep the line that made the mid-seam of her shorts went into her pussy. I thought for a second about how deep her lips were and pictured that I could probably put my index and middle finger in her crevice and the bottom of her meat would still be a bit lower. I shook myself back to reality and realized that this woman was a dream come true and that I'd have to find a way to get her back to the Villa with me. I told her that I thought she was a very beautiful, playful woman and that she would be a dream come true for many of the guys in the states.As I finished my sentence I wiped my head saying, " I could sure use a cold beer right now." She smiled and said "After the rain stops and the sun comes out, it leaves a honey-like perspiration that clings to you the whole time your in Colombia." As she finished her sentence she reached out with her index finger and wiped a bit of the sweat that had accumlated on the side of my face and smiled, saying "You see?" I felt like she knew what I was thinking becasue she looked at my hardening cock and looked back in my eyes and smiled and said "Would you like to stop for that beer now?"

The time was 5:30 when we stopped at a bar on the outer limits of the city of Bogota. We moved up toward the bar and sat on some old rickety stools that looked as though they'd been made from local trees. Very natural unfinished and unvarnished. There didn't seem to be any rhymn or reason to the stools, because the stool I sat in was about 6 inches shorter than the stool that she sat in. I told her that I was going to go use the restroom and that I'd be right back. She said that she would order us a few beers, what was my preference. As I stepped away from the bar I looked back in her eyes and said, "I like my beer a bit darker and full of flavor". She smiled as I turned and walked toward the restroom. When I returned I found her sitting with her back to me, her beautful shoulders shining from the sunlight that was sneaking through a window. I saw that she had two bottles of beer on the counter and two glasses. She turned toward me lifted her bottle and said "Salud". I tilted my bottle back and took a huge drink of my beer, set it on the counter and started talking with her. She was sitting facing the bar and began to turn her body toward me in order to talk with me face to face. When she made turn I noticed that she'd folded her dress and that the tops of her knees were showing. Her legs pressed together she spoke softly about the beers that she had ordered for us. She said they were a local favorite, a bit darker than most and full of flavor. She smiled and said when you poured it into a glass it produced the most tremendous head with the creamiest taste the melted when it reached your mouth. I smiled and said, "well when you say it like that, you could get a baby to drink it" She began laughing, arching her back in her stool. Because she had turned in her stool and the back was now at her side, she kind of went a bit to far, almost falling back. I reached out and grabbed her extended arm that she was trying to balance herself with as she just kept laughing. As I caught her I noticed that her dress had moved up her legs a bit exposing that meaty cameltoe again. I sat there holding her arm completely astonished at how beautiful her meaty pussy was. She noticed that I was staring at her pussy and began smiling, all the while laughing her head off. She very slowly began to pull herself forward allowing me to savor the lips on her juicy pussy. She knew without a doubt that I had seen it this time and she was not at all embarrassed to keep my eyes glued to her. As she finally returned to an upright position she leaned forward and kissed me softly on the cheek and said "thank you for saving my life". I said "no problem, I like helping ladies in distress" I took a microsecond to think about what had just happened and was floored by it. I could not for the life of me stop thinking about how big this womans pussy meat was. Earlier I'd seen that her lips were big and long, but now that she had almost laid back I saw that the mid-line in her shorts was almost gone, buried in her pussy. Her lips seemed bigger and thicker than they had earlier. Because the fabric on her shorts was so thin, when she was laid back her legs had openned a bit, which made her pussy lips spread just enough for me to make out the outline of her clit and opening of her hole. I snapped out of this thought about a second later and said. "Wow if I'd know it was going to be this easy to get you drunk I'd have started while we were in line for the taxi." She smiled and said "I'm not drunk silly, just a little bit clumsy". I asked her how she'd learned to speak english so well? She said that she had gone to college in England, graduated and took a job in Germany. I saw that she had never quite recovered from her almost fall and that her dress was still riding very high. I could see the lower end of her pussy and it was driving my fucking crazy. I asked her what she missed most about Colombia? She explained that she missed the weather most of all. She said that missed the moist heat of her mother country. She said "I miss how living here always leaves you wet from the extreme humidity" She rubbed her hand on the outsides of her legs, slowly moving them in between her legs. "I miss how the sweet sweat that clings to your body, will suddenly turn cool, as a breeze sweeps past your body" Her hands were still moving slowly in between her leg inching her dress up again showing off her little piece of heaven. "Most of all I miss how it lets your skin move effortlessly against itself." Finshing her sentence she made a small figure 8 on the top of her thigh. Now my awe how turned to shock. I could see that she was becoming very aroused by her story. I noticed that her legs had parted, again exposed her cameltoe. I noticed that the baby blue line the shorts was a bit miscolored it seemed darker, moistened by her apparent arousel. I could see that her pussy had become thicker a bit deeper with a curl inward on the ends. I looked at her and said. "You really know how to tell a story." She looked back at me, licked her lips and said "you make a girl really want to tell a story". "I noticed that when I was telling my story that you weren't really looking at my eyes". I blushed lightly and said that I was sorry but while she was telling her story her legs were open and that I couldn't help but sneak a peek at what was showing. "Oh you mean my shorts?" "Yes your shorts." She began to take a more serious look at me and told me that she really didn't enjoy wearing panties all the time, but wearing thin shorts kept her covered up and held snuggly together. I agreed with her and said "yes they do keep you held together, very nicely" She told me that I must have thought it was very nice, because she noticed that my cock was hard. I laughed and said you must be joking. She looked down at my left leg and said "does that look like a joke?". I looked down at my leg and noticed that she was right my cock was totally hard and even though I wore a wool suit, you could see the outline of it. I looked up and into her eyes and said, "I'm not usually that easily turned on, but you are stunning and you have a tremendous body". She smiled and said "you haven't even seen my body, how do you know it's tremendous?" I told her that she didn't have to be unclothed for someone to know that she was beautiful. I told her that I think we should probably get ready to going if we we're going to get where we were going before it got dark. She agreed, so I paid for our beers and we walked toward the door. As I reached the door to open it for her, I looked back and said by the way. What is your name? She said my name is Bianca. I told her that she had a beautiful name and it matched her face perfectly. I told her my name was Sebastian and we walked to the street to find a taxi.

PART I

[Nero]

where is part 2?

please finish the story

[diddejeans]

its a very erotic sensitive story! great! bianca is a girl, she likes shorts, long trousers and trouserswuits on her nice nude body.

[Ummagumma]

I believe the storie... Colombia has the greatest cameltoes ever!!!.... I guess it has something to do with the culture and genetics too, Colombian girls have nice fat pussy lips and enjoy showing them.

[aduby]

Great story, would like to here more about that week in Columbia.

Did she show you around?

[guru50]

Bravo Colombian camel toe !! But what about part II ?