In today’s post, and the two that will follow, Rafael is sharing letters he exchanged some years ago with a blogger. He sent her erotic stories, and she replied with equally erotic letters. As before, I have translated Rafael’s Spanish text to English, using Google, and polished it up a bit.

~ Marie


Ante todo sirva de precedente que todo este juego erótico del fetichismo es para mi un placer y nunca algo doloroso. Es totalmente consensuado por ambas partes y siempre desde el máximo respeto.

Así que contemplando tus fotos, con deleite y parsimonia me inspiraste este relato erótico que Espero te guste y que te haga gozar y hacer volar tu imaginación muy ‘gostosa’ y ‘safada’:

“Estaba nervioso. El avión acababa de aterrizar en el aeropuerto de Sao Paulo, inmenso como inmensa la floresta y toda la Amazonía. Por los altavoces anunciaban:

¬__ Avión procedente de Madrid ha realizado su entrada por puerta 5.

Me apresuro corriendo a dirigirme a la puerta de salida. Sé que me estas esperando. Me dijiste que con un vestido rojo y negro y unas flores blancas en la mano. Así que te reconoceré enseguida. De todos modos, te he visto tantas veces, a través de las fotos que nos mandamos desde hace un año por email, que no dudo ni un solo instante que te reconoceré.

Recuerdo la última que me enviaste, con ese corpiño de cuero ceñido, que realza aún más tu talle y como se ciñe la tirilla a tus nalgas, realzando tus glúteos perfectos, duros. Y tus pechos pétreos, levantados, apuntando hacia arriba, pidiendo retorcerlos hasta que te hagan gritar.

Cada vez que evoco esa imagen siento en mi pene una hinchazón que me hace temblar.

__ Avión procedente de Madrid pueden pasar a recoger maletas por puerta 5…

Yo sé que no tengo que pasar a recoger maleta. He venido con lo puesto, como me dijiste:

__ Vente con lo puesto. No te preocupes. Ya compraremos aquí algo. De todos modos no vas a necesitar mucho.

Y con estas palabras me dejaste intrigado. ¿Qué querías decir? ¿Acaso me pretendías desnudo? ¿Qué tenías pensado para mí exactamente? Esta intriga no hace más que avivar mi deseo, mi pasión, mi lujuria hacia ti.

Ya estoy acercándome. El corazón me late cada vez más deprisa. Estoy muy emocionado por verte en persona por primera vez. No sé muy bien cómo comportarme, pero estoy deseando verte. He imaginado tantas veces este momento…

Al fin llego a la salida. Oteo un poco el horizonte alzando la cabeza, moviéndola un poco de un lado hacia otro, escudriñando el amplio salón de espera de pasajeros. Al fin te diviso. Alta, con media melena morena, casi negra azabache (recuerdo los pelos negros de tu sobaco y de tu coño, que tanto me excitan), con el vestido rojo, realzando tu pecho, la espalda completamente al aire (hace mucho calor, más bien bochorno, muy húmedo, como tu entrepierna espero), y un cinturón negro que se ajusta a tu cintura fuertemente. Tacones en negro también, casi de aguja, que hacen que tus piernas se estilicen y que tu culo quede como respingón, diciéndome ¡Ven! ¡Cómeme!

Enseguida te acercas, nos saludamos, nos damos unos besos en la mejilla, tímidamente al principio. Me coges la mano y me dices:

__ ¡Ven querido! Cuanto me alegro verte por aquí, al fin.

Hola querida __te contesto__ yo también me alegro de verte tan hermosa como te imaginaba.

__ ‘Obrigado’ Rafael. ¡Ven! ¡Vamos que te tengo preparado mi primer recibimiento fetichista. Como sé que te gustan estas cosas fetichistas y sadomasoquistas que tanto amamos. Como somos narcisos, ninfa y fauno, te tengo preparada tu primera sorpresa en mi tierra. Vamos a los lavabos.

Inmediatamente una especie de inyección en el bulbo raquídeo de mi polla, en pleno perineo, me hizo poner los pelos de punta y disparar mi ansia. Tienes tanto arte en excitarme a distancia, que en persona no sé si lo podré soportar.

Nos encaminamos hacia la zona de los lavabos del gran hall central del aeropuerto, y cuál no sería la sorpresa para mí, que en vez de dirigirnos hacia el de caballeros, nos metimos directamente en el de señoras.

__Pero Mari Ángela, yo no puedo entrar ahí.

__Entra de una vez Rafael y obedece. Ya hablamos por internet que en esta primera visita tomarías el papel de sumiso y que estarías a mi entera disposición el tiempo que permanezcas en mi casa, para mi capricho y disfrute y ya veremos si el de unas amigas también. Así que haz el favor de entrar de una vez.

Baje la cabeza y obedecí. En el fondo me excitaba muchísimo la situación y lo estaba deseando. Además ella tenía razón, esto lo habíamos acordado los dos previamente de mutuo acuerdo.

Así que una vez dentro me dijiste:

__Vamos, desnúdate entero, de prisa.

__Pero ¿Cómo? ¿Aquí delante de todas estas señoras?

__Sí, deprisa, no tenemos mucho tiempo, antes de que venga la policía.

Resignado comencé a desnudarme por completo. Podía observar como tu lascivia y tu lujuria se disparaban al contemplarme, pero sobre todo al humillarme delante de todas aquellas señoras que no daban crédito a sus ojos de lo que estaban viendo. Te hacía sentir poderosa y eso te hacía aún más atractiva.

Cuando estuve desnudo por completo sacaste de tu bolso dos juguetes. Uno un plug anal y otro un cinturón de castidad para hombres.

Cuando vi aquellos juguetes ya se lo que te proponías.

__Venga ¡Ponte a cuatro patas!_ me ordenó.

__Pero Mari Ángela ¡Hay muchas mujeres mirando!

__Por eso ¡Date prisa! No tenemos toda la mañana.

Así que me eché al suelo, totalmente desnudo, en un lavabo de señoras totalmente lleno, y me aplicaste primero un poco de vaselina, la extendiste con el dedo por mi esfínter anal, lo que empezó a poner dura mi verga, y ya algunas señoras empezaban a jalearme.

__¡Venga! ¡Vamos!

__¡Métesela toda hasta el fondo de ese culooo!

Empezaste a empujar hasta que la sentí toda dentro. Empujando mi próstata por dentro, lo que me producía un gusto que me hizo comenzar a echar líquido por la polla que empezaba a ponerse toda enhiesta.

Al ver cómo me salía líquido de la ‘pau’, dijiste:

__Ajá, con que empieza a gustarte ¿Eh? Pues para que ni se te pase por la imaginación el correrte, te voy a colocar este cinturón de castidad, para que guardes tus ganas, solo para cuando yo decida y como yo decida.

__¡Y ahora no es el momento! Me gritaste.

Así que cogiste mi polla ya bastante tiesa, la manoseaste un poquito para bajar mi hinchazón, y pasaste a colocarme el cinturón de castidad, de tal manera que mi pene ya no podía ponerse tieso, ni correrse.

En ese momento cerraste el candado y echaste la llave al bolso.

__Ala, ¡vámonos!

__Señoras__ dijiste__ a las damas allí presentes que se había congregado para ver toda la operación, pueden darle unas palmadas y nalgadas en este culo__ que es mío __precisaste__ que nos vamos.

Así que una por una de las allí presentes, empezaron a darme tortazos en el culo, y alguna que otra me propinó un buen pellizco en mis pezones, de regalo. Lo que me hizo gritar de dolor y placer al mismo tiempo.

Así, con el culo rojo, totalmente desnudo, con un Plug anal en mi culo que me obligaba a andar un poco incómodo, aunque me proporcionaba placer al mismo tiempo, y con el cinturón de castidad sobre mi pene arrugado, a la vista de todas y todos, paseándonos por todo el hall del aeropuerto; me sacaste diciendo:

A lys flower from Rafael’s garden

__ ¡Vamos! ¡Deprisa! Vamos a coger un taxi antes de que venga la policía, Que aquí, las multas por ir desnudo por la calle son de aúpa.

Así pues, una vez que subimos al taxi, y ya solo con la carretera por delante, fuimos dejando atrás la ciudad, y comenzamos a subir por una vía que se adentraba en la floresta. Ver tanto verde me recordaba mi tierra. Cuán lejos estaba ahora de ella. Con Mari Ángela, esta mujer que tanto me fascina y a la que tanto adoro, pero sin saber hacia dónde me llevaba, ni que otras terribles delicias tenía preparadas para mí. Totalmente en sus manos y tan feliz.

Mientras, sentía en el fondo de mi ano, el ‘plug’ que me había colocado, anticipando las próximas torturas y delicias, que estaban por venir…”

CONTINUARÁ… 


First of all, this serves as a precedent that this erotic game of fetishism is a pleasure for me and never something that should hurt anyone. It is fully agreed by both parties and always with the utmost respect.

So contemplating your photos, with delight and parsimony, you inspired this erotic story that I hope you like and that makes you enjoy and make your imagination fly very ‘delicious’ and ‘naughty’:

I was nervous. The plane had just landed at the Sao Paulo airport, immense as the forest and the entire Amazon. Over the loudspeakers they announced:

¬__ Plane from Madrid has entered through gate 5.

I rush to head to the exit door. I know you are waiting for me. You told me you will be there in a red and black dress and some white flowers in your hand. So I’ll recognize you right away. Anyway, I have seen you so many times, through the photos that we have sent each other by email for a year, that I do not doubt for a single moment that I will recognize you.

I remember the last one you sent me, with that tight leather bodice, which further enhances your waist and how the strap fits your buttocks, enhancing your perfect, round bottom. And your firm breasts, lifted, pointing upwards, asking to twist them until they make you scream.

Every time I conjure up that image, I feel a swelling in my penis that makes me shiver.

__ Plane from Madrid can pick up suitcases at gate 5…

I know I don’t have to pick up a suitcase. I have come with what I was wearing, as you told me:

__ Come with your clothes on. Do not worry. We will buy something here. You won’t need much anyway.

And those words you left me intrigued. What did you mean? Did you pretend me naked? What exactly did you have in mind for me? This intrigue only fuels my desire, my passion, my lust for you.

I’m already getting closer. My heart beats faster and faster. I am very excited to see you in person for the first time. I’m not sure how to behave, but I’m looking forward to seeing you. I have imagined this moment so many times…

At last I reach the exit. I scan the horizon a little, raising my head, moving it a little from one side to the other, scanning the wide waiting room for passengers. At last, I see you. Tall, with medium brown hair, almost jet black (I remember the black hairs on your armpit and your pussy, which excite me so much), with the red dress, highlighting your chest, the back completely exposed (it is very hot, rather muggy, very wet, like your crotch, I hope), and a black belt that fits tightly around your waist. Heels in black too, almost stilettos, that make your legs slim and make your ass turn upside down, telling me Come! Eat me.

Immediately you approach, we greet each other, we give each other a few kisses on the cheek, timidly at first. You take my hand and you say to me:

__ Come dear! How glad I am to see you here at last.

Hello dear __I answer__ I am also glad to see you as beautiful as I imagined you.

__ ‘Thanks’ Rafael. Come! Come on, I have prepared my first fetish reception for you. How I know you like these fetish and sadomasochistic things that we love so much. As we are daffodils, nymph and faun, I have prepared your first surprise in my land. Let’s go to the toilets.

Immediately, a kind of injection into the brain stem of my cock, right in the perineum, made my hair stand on end and trigger my craving. You have so much art in exciting me from a distance, that in person I do not know if I can bear it.

We headed towards the restroom area of ​​the large central hall of the airport, and what would not be the surprise for me, that instead of going towards the men’s room, we went directly into the women’s one.

__But Mari Angela, I can’t go in there.

__Enter Rafael, at once and obey. We already talked online that on this first visit you would take the role of submissive and that you would be at my entire disposal as long as you stay in my house, for my whim and enjoyment and we will see if that of some friends too. So please come in at once.

I lowered my head and obeyed. Deep down I was very excited about the situation and I was looking forward to it. In addition, she was right, we had previously agreed to this by mutual agreement.

So once inside you told me:

__Come on, get naked, hurry up.

__But how? Here in front of all these ladies?

__Yes, hurry, we don’t have much time, before the police come.

Resigned I began to undress completely. I could see how your lust was triggered when contemplating me, but above all when humiliating me in front of all those ladies who did not believe their eyes of what they were seeing. They made you feel powerful and that made you even more attractive.

When I was completely naked you took two toys out of your bag. One an anal plug and the other a chastity belt for men.

When I saw those toys, I already know what you were up to.

__Come on, get on all fours! _ She ordered me.

__But Mari Angela There are many women watching!

__That’s why hurry up! We don’t have all morning.

So I lay on the floor, totally naked, in a totally full ladies’ bathroom, and you first applied some petroleum jelly, spread it with your finger over my anal sphincter, which started to make my cock hard, and already some ladies they were starting to cheer me on.

__Come on! Let’s go!

Push all into the bottom of that ass!

You started pushing until I felt it all inside her. Pushing my prostate inside, which produced a feeling that made me start to pour liquid from the cock that began to get all erect.

When you saw how liquid came out of the ‘stick’, you said:

__Aha, what do you start to like? Eh? Well, so that cumming doesn’t even cross your mind, I’m going to put this chastity belt on you, so you can save your desire, just for when I decide and as I decide.

__And now is not the time! You yelled at me.

So you took my cock already quite stiff, you groped it a little bit to lower my swelling, and you started to put the chastity belt on me, in such a way that my penis could no longer get stiff, nor cum.

At that moment you closed the padlock and put the key in the bag.

__Ala, let’s go!

__ Ladies__ you said__ to the ladies present who had gathered to see the whole operation, they can give him a pat and spank on this ass__ which is mine __ you specified__ that we are leaving.

So one by one of those present, they began to smack me on the ass, and the occasional one gave me a good pinch on my nipples, as a gift. Which made me scream in pain and pleasure at the same time.

Thus, with a red ass, totally naked, with an anal plug in my ass that forced me to walk a bit uncomfortable, although it gave me pleasure at the same time, and with the chastity belt on my wrinkled penis, in full view of all and everyone, walking around the hall of the airport; you got me saying:

__ Let’s go! Hurry up! Let’s take a taxi before the police come. Here, the fines for going naked on the street are huge.

So, once we got into the taxi, and with only the road ahead, we left the city behind, and began to climb a road that went into the forest. Seeing so much green reminded me of my land. How far I was from her now. With Mari Angela, this woman who fascinates me so much and whom I adore so much, but without knowing where she was taking me, or what other terrible delights she had in store for me. Totally in her hands and so happy.

Meanwhile, I felt in the bottom of my anus, the ‘plug’ that she had placed in me, anticipating the next torture and delights, which were to come…

TO BE CONTINUED… Airport 2a


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9 thoughts on “Airport (1) by Rafael

  1. This is quite a fantasy, Rafael, being naked in the airport, and in front of all those ladies. It makes for exciting reading, for sure! I look forward to the next part 🙂
    ~ Marie

    1. Yes, I recognize that it is a good erotic fantasy, and although I am not entirely sure I am capable of carrying it out, I have other similar fantasies, in which a woman or group of women, spank my ass in public. LOL!

  2. Wow, such a hot story. I love the humiliation aspect of it and the thrill of doing it before the police come around. It must have been fun to write too 😉

    1. I certainly had a lot of fun writing these stories. They are also the result of a real exchange with a blogger, and she corresponded to me, also sending me the erotic stories of her in reply. It was really, some very hot erotic exchanges, for sure.

  3. Wonderful fantasy, as inspiring to read as it must have been to write. When we bounce these fantasies off a willing ‘partner’ they multiply in intensity – what fun you have had and it’s exciting you are now sharing it.

    I look forward to more.

    Posy

    1. Yes dear friend Posy.
      It was a very exciting few months, while the exchange of letters between the two lasted.
      I would send her a story, like this one, and she would reply with another story of her own, even more erotic. But they were some mental exchanges, and some images too explicit to show here, with a high erotic content.
      A supreme enjoyment, I can assure you.

    1. Dear friend May, I think that would be a very exciting idea, and I would be delighted if you were one of those women LOL.

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