Chapter 4: Past Co-Worker
Felipe Mattos was buying new and expensive clothes. His sexual shows on the Internet, fucking his girlfriend, or doing a threesome helped him to get new fans and more donations.
Felipe hears someone calling his name. He turns around and sees Fernanda Gomes. She is an old friend who also does some shows on the Internet. Also, she did some shows with Felipe when he was single.
"Hey! It has been a long time since I saw you. How are you?",says Fernanda smiling and giving a hug to Felipe.
Felipe smiles back and hugs her tightly. "Hey, Fernanda! It's been a while. How have you been?"
Fernanda steps back, her eyes scanning him from head to toe. "You're looking bigger than ever, Felipe. What's your secret? Working out twice a day at the gym, or is there something more?"
Felipe chuckles, his hazel eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, I admit, I've been putting in extra hours at the gym. But you know me, I'm always looking for ways to make some extra cash. The shows on the Internet are still going strong. I've got a girlfriend now, and she's been a real hit with the fans.
But you, Fernanda, you're still the hottest piece of ass I've ever seen. And look at you now, you're even more stacked than before," Felipe praises, his eyes roaming over Fernanda's curves appreciatively. Fernanda grins, her hands running over her hips and breasts, emphasizing her assets. "Well, I make sure to keep in shape for my fans. They expect the best, and I aim to please. Plus, it's good to have a little competition, right?" she teases, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Felipe chuckles, his gaze lingering on her body. "You're a real pro, Fernanda. Always have been. So, how have things been going for you? Still making those private shows for your loyal fans, hum?" Fernanda nods, her smile growing wider. "Oh, absolutely. I've embraced my inner freak, and my fans have loved it. I never expected to get so kinky, but once I started exploring, my fan base just exploded. Now, I'm doing things I never thought I'd do, and my followers can't get enough." Fernanda's voice was filled with excitement and pride as she shared her journey with Felipe. "I mean, who would have thought that a simple schoolgirl role-play would lead to me becoming a full-blown dominatrix? And the money just keeps rolling in."
Felipe's eyes widened in surprise, a mix of admiration and desire flickering in their depths. "That's incredible, Fernanda. I had no idea you'd gone that far. But hey, who am I to judge? The kinkier, the better, right?" He grinned, his mind already racing with possibilities.
"You know, Fernanda, I've been thinking about our old shows together. You remember, don't you? How good it was?" Felipe's voice was low and intimate, his breath hot on her ear as he leaned in closer, his hands resting on her hips. Fernanda's eyes darkened with memories, a slow, sultry smile spreading across her face. "Oh, I remember, alright. I'll never forget how good it feels to wrap my lips around your thick dick, Felipe. It was always a treat, wasn't it?" Her hand reached out, her fingers tracing the bulge in his pants, the touch teasing and possessive. Felipe's breath hitched, his body responding instantly to her touch. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, his cock growing hard and heavy in his pants.
"I've got an idea, Fernanda. What do you say we do a show together? Just like old times. For the joy of our fans, of course." He grinned, his voice thick with anticipation. Fernanda's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and excitement flickering in their depths. "You mean it? A show just like we used to do?" She bit her lower lip, her eyes scanning Felipe's face. "Well, why not? But we can't just jump into it. We need to rehearse, make sure we're in sync, you know? The fans deserve the best." Felipe nodded, his grip on her hips tightening. "Absolutely. A rehearsal it is. But let's make it count, shall we? I've got just the place." He leaned in, his voice a low growl in her ear. "My place. Tonight."
Fernanda looks directly into Felipe's eyes, her voice filled with determination and mischief. "My loft. It's got all the equipment we need, and it's completely private. Plus, it's closer than your place. What do you say, Felipe? Are you ready to give our fans a show they won't forget?" She raises an eyebrow, her challenge clear. Felipe grins, his eyes sparkling with intrigue and excitement. "You drive a hard bargain, Fernanda. But I've never been one to back down from a challenge. Especially not one that involves you." He leans in, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Your loft it is. He pauses, his gaze lingering on her lips, his desire palpable. "But until then, how about we grab a coffee and catch up?" Fernanda suggested, her voice light and playful, though her eyes betrayed the naughty thoughts swirling behind her irresistible smile. Felipe chuckled, his piercing hazel eyes never leaving hers. "Sure, why not? I could use a little caffeine after our little... discussion." They walked to a nearby café, their steps in sync, their bodies brushing against each other subtly, teasingly.
As they sat down at a cozy table by the window, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. Fernanda leaned in, her voice low and sultry, "You know, I've got this new whip I've been breaking in. It's got a nasty little sting to it.
I've been using it on my submissives lately, and they've loved it." She paused, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "But I think it would not look good draped across your back since you are the perfect definition of a dominant man."
Felipe smiles with her idea, his hazel eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Creative, Fernanda. I like that. I've always preferred women who aren't afraid to step outside the box, especially when it comes to sex. It keeps things interesting, you know?" She smirked, a slow, sultry smile spreading across her face. "Oh, I do. And I promise you, Felipe, our little show is going to be far from boring."
As they sipped their coffee, Fernanda's fingers traced idle patterns on the table, her mind racing with ideas for their upcoming show.
She looked up at Felipe, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "You know, I think it's time we head back to my place. We've got a lot to plan and rehearse if we want to give our fans a show they won't forget."
Felipe nodded in agreement, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Good idea. I've got a few ideas of my own, but I think the real magic will happen once we start testing some things out. You know, when the adrenaline starts pumping, and we're in the moment."
They stood up from the table, leaving their coffee cups half-full behind. The streets were bustling with people, the sun casting long shadows across the cobblestones. Felipe turned to Fernanda, his hazel eyes sparkling with anticipation. "So, what's the plan once we get to your place?", Felipe asked, her voice brimming with anticipation. Fernanda smirked, a wicked glint in her green eyes. "Well, I propose we start simple. Just a kiss. Let's see if we can still set the screen on fire with just our lips." She paused, her voice dropping to a low purr, "And who knows where it might lead from there?"; Felipe chuckled, his massive chest rumbling with amusement. "Simple? My, how times have changed. But I must say, I'm intrigued. Let's see if we can still create some sparks, then." They walked side by side, their bodies brushing against each other, creating a friction that promised so much more. As they entered Fernanda's loft, the space was filled with an almost electric tension, the air charged with the promise of what was to come.
Without a word, Fernanda turned to Felipe, her eyes locked onto his, her breathing already coming in shallow, eager gasps. She reached up, her fingers curling around the back of his neck, her nails lightly scratching his skin, as she pulled him down towards her. Their lips met in a hot, hungry kiss, a kiss that was a promise of all the desires and fantasies they'd shared in the past and a preview of what was yet to come. Felipe's hands found their way to her hips, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a fierce, possessive hunger. It was a kiss that left them both breathless, their hearts pounding in their chests, their bodies aching for more.
Fernanda broke the kiss, her eyes gleaming with desire as she looked up at Felipe.
She reached for the hem of his shirt, her fingers brushing against the hard planes of his stomach, and pulled it up, exposing his chiseled abs. Felipe's breath hitched, his muscles tensing under her touch. Without waiting for an invitation, he grabbed the hem of her dress, his large hands easily wrapping around her slender waist, and pulled it up over her head, revealing her lace-clad body.
Fernanda's breath caught in her throat at the sight of Felipe's naked torso, his muscles rippling as he moved. She reached for the button of his jeans, her fingers brushing against his growing erection. Felipe's hands found the clasp of her bra, his fingers expertly unhooking it and sliding the straps down her arms.
Fernanda let the garment fall to the floor, her breasts heaving with anticipation. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and challenge. "Let's start with the basics," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr. Fernanda sank to her knees, her eyes never leaving Felipe's as she reached for the button of his jeans. She undid it with ease, her fingers deftly working the zipper down, revealing the outline of his massive cock straining against his boxers. Felipe's breath hitched, his fingers tangling in her hair as she pulled his boxers down, freeing his erection. It was a sight to behold, standing proud and thick, a testament to his prowess.
Fernanda reached out, her hand wrapping around the base of his cock, her fingers unable to meet as she stroked him slowly.
Her tongue swirled around his tip, tasting the salty bead of precum that had formed there, her eyes locked onto his as she looked up at him. Felipe's head fell back, his eyes closing as he let out a low, guttural moan. His fingers tightened in her hair, his grip almost painful, but Fernanda didn't seem to mind. She took him deeper, her lips stretching around his thick length, her tongue working him with expert ease.
Felipe couldn't believe how good it felt, how right it felt. He had forgotten how much he enjoyed this, how much he enjoyed being with Fernanda. She was always so in control, so confident, and it was a turn-on like no other. He watched as her head bobbed up and down, her lips glistening with his precum, her eyes locked onto his.
It felt incredible, but he knew he wanted more, wanted to see her just as satisfied. He gently grasped her shoulders and pulled her up to face him. "It's my turn now, Fernanda," he growled, his voice thick with desire. Fernanda smiled, her eyes filled with anticipation as she stood up, her body pressed against his. Felipe's hands roamed her body, exploring every curve, every contour, as if reacquainting himself with a long-lost friend. His fingers teasing her nipples nade her gasp. "Lie down," he commanded, his voice low and husky. Fernanda did as she was told, lying down on the edge of her bed, her eyes never leaving his. Felipe stepped back, his gaze taking in her body, spread out before him like a feast.
He wanted to savor every inch of her, to taste her, to make her scream with pleasure. He knelt down between her legs, his hands gently spreading her thighs wider, giving him better access to her most intimate place. Fernanda's breath hitched, her eyes locked onto his, her body already trembling with anticipation. Felipe leaned in, his tongue tracing a slow, teasing path up her inner thigh, making her squirm with need. He could see her clit, peeking out from beneath its hood, begging for his touch. And he was more than happy to oblige. He flicked his tongue against it, just once, making her gasp and arch her back. Then, he circled it slowly, gently, just the way he knew she loved. Fernanda's hands fisted the sheets, her knuckles turning white as she held on for dear life.
Felipe's tongue delved deeper into her wet folds, exploring every slick surface, every hidden nook. He swirled it around her clit, teasing and coaxing it to life, before dipping lower, tasting her essence. Fernanda's hips bucked against his face, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Felipe... don't stop..." she pleaded, her voice a desperate mix of need and desire. Felipe's groan of approval vibrated against her sensitive flesh, sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through her body. He was relentless, his tongue never tiring, his mouth never leaving her until she cried out his name, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. He looked up at her, his face glistening with her juices, a wicked smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
"You're insatiable, Fernanda," he growled, his voice thick with desire. Fernanda threw her head back, her eyes closed, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm. "I can't help it," she gasped, her hips moving restlessly against the sheets. "I've been thinking about this since we met at the mall, remembering how good it felt to have you inside me. I'm too horny to talk about the show, Felipe. I just want you to fuck me, hard and fast. Please, just take me." She begged, her eyes fluttering open, pleading with him. Felipe's chest rumbled with a low, primal growl. He loved the way Fernanda was so unabashed about her desires, so willing to take what she wanted. In one powerful thrust, Felipe was deep inside her pussy, her wet heat enveloping him completely. He started to pound her real hard, making her scream out, "Yes! I like this way!" Her body shook with each impact, her fingers clawing at his back, urging him on.
"Fuck, Fernanda, you feel so good," Felipe groaned, his breath coming in short gasps. He knew she was close again, her body tightening around him, her breath hitching. He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit, and he started to rub it in time with his thrusts. "Come on, baby, give it to me. Let me feel you come all over my cock," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
"I love it when you are dominant!", Fernanda moans. "I'm almost cumming! Fuck me harder!" Fernanda cried out, her body writhing beneath him. Felipe obliged, his grip on her hips tightening as he began to move faster, his massive cock slamming into her with forceful thrusts. He could feel every inch of her, her slick heat enveloping him, driving him wild with desire. He was almost there, his balls tightening, his breath coming in short, harsh gasps.
"Yes, right there! Oh, Felipe, I've missed this so much!" Fernanda moaned, her fingers digging into his back, her nails raking his skin. She loved the way he filled her, the way his big cock stretched her, making her feel so full, so dominated. She could feel her own orgasm building, her body coiling tight with each powerful thrust.
"You like that, don't you, Fernanda?
You like when I take control," Felipe growled, his pace quickening, his thrusts becoming more forceful. He could feel the heat building between them, the friction of their bodies driving them both closer to the edge. Fernanda cried out, her body arching to meet his, her hips rising to his every thrust. "Yes, yes, I do," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. "Don't stop, Felipe. I won't break. Give me everything you've got." Felipe's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he plunged into her with increased intensity. His body slammed against hers, the sound of their flesh meeting filled the room, a primal symphony of desire and need.
Fernanda's breath came in short, ragged gasps, her body trembling with each forceful thrust.
She looked up at Felipe, her eyes wild with desire, her lips parted as she whispered, "I want more. I need more of you, Felipe. Don't hold back." Her words were a challenge, a promise of more intensity to come. Felipe's eyes darkened, a primal growl escaping his lips as he picked up the pace. He was more than ready to give her what she wanted.
As he drove into her, his body slamming against hers, he reached up, his hands finding her wrists. He pinned them above her head, his grip firm but gentle, holding her in place as he fucked her with a wild, desperate need. Fernanda moaned, her body arching into his touch, her hips rising to meet each powerful thrust. "Yes, like that," she cried out.
"Harder, Felipe! Give me everything you've got!" The words tumbled from her lips like a command, and Felipe obeyed. His pace quickened, his massive body slamming into hers with a ferocity that left her breathless. He gripped her wrists tighter, his muscles tense as he held her in place, his cock driving relentlessly into her.
Fernanda's body shook with each forceful thrust, her moans of pleasure echoing through the room. The slap of flesh against flesh filled the air, a primal, erotic rhythm that matched the racing of their hearts. Felipe's breath came in ragged gasps, his chest heaving with the effort of his thrusts. He could feel Fernanda's body tightening around him, her moans growing louder, more desperate.
Her hips rose to meet each thrust, her body arching against his with every pounding impact. Fernanda's breath was ragged, her eyes closed, her head thrown back, her body taut like a bowstring ready to snap. Felipe's grip on her wrists tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he held her in place, his cock slamming into her with relentless force. "That's it, Fernanda," he growled, his voice thick with desire and exertion. "Take it all. Take every fucking inch." Fernanda's body trembled with the effort of keeping up with his punishing pace, her moans growing louder, more insistent. "Yes!" she cried out. "I'm cumming REAL good! You are much better than before! What a man!" Fernanda exclaimed, her eyes never leaving Felipe's as he pulled his cock from her wet pussy. "But I want more. I want you to fill your mouth with my thick cum, baby," Felipe said a mischievous smile on his face. He stood up, his massive body towering over Fernanda, his cock standing proud and thick, glistening with their combined juices. He grabbed a handful of her hair, his grip firm but gentle, and guided her head to his cock. "Open wide, Fernanda. I want to see you take every last drop," he growled, his voice thick with desire. Fernanda opened her mouth eagerly, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of his cock, tasting their combined essence.
She looked up at him, her green eyes locked onto his, as she took him into her mouth, her lips tightening around his thick shaft. Felipe groaned, his head falling back, his eyes closing as he let out a low, guttural moan. His fingers tangled in her hair, his grip almost painful, but Fernanda didn't seem to mind. She took him deeper, her lips sliding down his length, her throat muscles relaxing as she took him all the way in. She gagged slightly, but pressed on, determined to take him all. Felipe's breath hitched, his hips moving instinctively, his cock sliding deeper into her throat. He could feel her nose pressing against his pubic bone, her fingers digging into his thighs, urging him on. "Fuck, Fernanda," he groaned, his voice barely a whisper.
"I need to..." His words trailed off as his phone vibrated on the table beside the bed. "Shit," he muttered, his brow furrowing as he pulled out of her mouth, his cock slick with her saliva. Fernanda looked up at him, her eyes hazy with desire, her lips swollen and red. "What is it?" she asked, her voice a raspy purr. Felipe glanced at the screen, his expression turning serious as he saw the name on the display. "It's Cristina," he said, his voice tight. "My girlfriend." Fernanda's eyes widened, her body tensing as she sat up, the heat of the moment dissipating like smoke on the wind. "Shit, Felipe. What does she want?" she asked, her voice filled with apprehension.
Felipe answers the call. They talk for a while, and then he hangs up. "She was asking if I wanted to go out for dinner. I need to go. She knew I was going to shop at the mall, if I take too long to return she might get suspicious."
Felipe smiled to Fernanda. "No need to be worried. It was a casual talk. I must go, but I promise I will return for more rehearsals."
Fernanda smiled. They kissed and Felipe left her place, with a happy smile.