DaddyJ�s Notes: Here is an email I got from Little Miss Sticky Kiss, or StickyKiss, as you may remember her on chat. She has decided to seek a �higher calling� and do some mission work. She misses all of her friends at the V.A. hospital and the fans that she found on chat. I can tell that she misses everyone dearly. I will publish these letters as I get them. I hope everyone enjoys them as much as I did.
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Date: May 01, 2004
Oh, by the way, for those of you who know me, I need no introduction. For those who do my name is Debbie. I am a part time nurse, author and full time slut! If you need an introduction, go to my stories.
I miss all of you terribly, and I will write when I can. There is the problem of getting a terminal and sending email. Not only are Internet connections scarce, they watch what goes in and out on them like a hawk. Anyway, I love you and miss you DaddyJ. I hope that Delilah is taking care of your needs while I am away. I know that she is fully capable of doing so!
Anyway, here�s what�s been going on since I left.
As you know, I left late winter or early spring, whichever you prefer to call it. There had been a chill in the air when I left and I was sure looking forward to being in a place that had a tropical climate. However, I was surprised as I stepped off the plane that the weather here is entirely different that it was at home! I am a city girl, one that is used to all the nice air-conditioned buildings, cars and the nightlife. It is hard to explain the sweltering humidity that is in the air all of the time. I have always said that women don�t sweat, they �perspire�. I learned quickly that down here, that women do indeed sweat!
It had been a long couple of weeks, getting ready and everything. The anticipation was driving me nuts, so I was glad when our little plane landed at an airstrip that wasn�t much more than an open field with a building sitting on the edge. It felt good to stretch my long legs when we coasted to a stop. It seemed like such a long time since we had begun our journey. A blast of warm air almost took my breath away as the door opened and we stepped into the bright sunshine.
So...anyway, I was greeted at the entrance to the little airport by a very nice man who is in charge of the mission. He is a short dumpy little middle-aged man. He was extremely nice..... but I have to tell you, I was disappointed. I have learned over the years that looks aren�t everything. I didn�t write the man off; because I�ll tell you ladies something, never judge a book by its cover. I�ve had some of the greatest times with men who didn�t have that much going in the looks department. I think it�s because they try harder? I don�t know, but I was expecting something entirely different. I had heard of all of these �Latin hunks� and was expecting all of the men to look like that here. That of course, was not to be the case. ~Sighs~! Oh well, I tried not to be disappointed but I was pleasantly surprised when I met his assistant Maria! She was absolutely gorgeous!
I�ll describe her to you. She is about 5� 1� tall and she weighs about 110 pounds. Now when I say 110 pounds, I mean 110 pounds of very well packed girl! I felt a tingling sensation in that place that always got sweaty (you guys from chat know where that is! LOL)
Anyway, Maria is a very sweet Latin girl with deep brown �fuck me� eyes and long black hair that hangs down to the middle of her back. She is 19 years old and she has the most perfect features. Her dark skin was wet with perspiration from the heat and it had a sheen on it that kind of made it sparkle and glisten. I am not sure what her most alluring feature is, her well-rounded bottom or her large, almost oversized melon shaped breasts that seemed to stand on their own. By �stand on their own� I mean that I could tell by the way her large nipples stood out against the thin top that she was wearing. Sweat was dripping down her neck and made a dark wet spot around the top of her low cut blouse. I wondered to myself if her sweat was salty or sweet. Perhaps one day I would find out.
The man (Jose) who introduced us spoke kind of a broken English. Maria on the other hand was well versed in the language and welcomed me with open arms. �Welcome Debbie,� she whispered as she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I felt her firm breasts press against mine and I gave her a hug back. Maria quickly released me as she felt me respond, and then I followed them to some kind of an all terrain vehicle. It was something of a cross between a Hummer and a dune buggy. It wasn�t like the cars I was used to riding in, but I would soon find out why. Jose tossed my bag into the back and we got inside.
Maria got behind the wheel and I got into the back with Jose. The buggy started with a lurch and I knew that I was on my last leg of the destination to my new journey! The scenery was beautiful as we drove out into the countryside. I have never seen anything so green in my life. It was just as I had expected, large trees, very sparsely populated. As we drove, the movement of our vehicle caused a breeze that helped dry the sweat. I had no idea how sparsely populated the area would be until about 30 minutes into the trip. The road, although not as good as the ones at home had been ok and then we turned onto a dirt road (I mean literally dirt) and then the trip took on a whole new light.
To say the roads were rough would be an understatement! As we drove, the road became a trail and the trees grew more dense. Our speed became slower as we drove further into the denseness, the roads becoming little more than wagon trails. I was surprised at the size of the ruts in the road. I understood now why we needed such an automobile to get to our destination. I could just imagine my �father�s Oldsmobile� making this trip!
The trees seemed to get thicker more dense as we drove, almost creating a canopy over the thin trail. The bouncing of the buggy jolted me around. Jose would look my way and occasionally a bounce would send him closer to me. He would just smile and wink. I knew what was on his mind. It�s the same thing on all of you guys mind. That thing of course is trying to get your cock into one of Sticky�s holes! Why, once when we hit a particularly deep rut, Jose (accidentally I�m sure) slid across the seat and pressed his body against me. He smiled, apologized and believe it or not, gave my crotch a quick squeeze!
I smiled, moved his hand and did my best to ignore Jose�s advances. I acted like it didn�t happen and turned my attention back to the road. It was hard of course, because it had been over a week since I�d done the dirty! After up righting himself, he scooted back to his side of the car and the rest of the ride to the village went without incident. Somehow, I don�t think this will be the last of Jose.
It was almost sundown as we pulled into the little village. Children were playing and frolicking in the coolness that only the setting of the tropical sun can bring. They paused their games and then went back to playing. I sat there in the auto for a minute and watched them, remembering my childhood. Of course, the games I liked to play were �house� and �doctor�.
Jose got out and took my bag from the back and handed it to one of the young men who came out. This young man was what I was expecting when I thought of Latin hunks! He wasn�t real tall, but he was just absolutely gorgeous! His broad shoulders were bronze color and pecks rippled as he moved. His stomach was as flat as the Kansas prairie. I tried to tell about his package below his waist, but his shorts were too loose for that. His name was Carlos and as my eyes moved back up and locked with his, he smiled a big toothy grin. I shivered as he said hi; his deep voice seemed to penetrate to my soul. Carlos then turned and walked toward what would be my residence. I watched his young ass as they flexed against the loose shorts and mentally reminded myself that he was only about 15 years old. ~Sighs~
I looked past him, noticing that my new home was nothing more than a hut. I considered for a moment the lack security that it would provide and shrugged it off. I guess there isn�t much need for security down here.
�We will meet over in that building tomorrow morning,� Maria told me, pointing to a large block building, which I figured must pose for the hospital. I nodded and then followed Carlos toward my hut. �Good night Maria,� I said and then walked away. Carlos opened the door and I walked into my new home. It wasn�t as bad as I had imagined it would be inside. It was clean, if nothing fancy. It was one large room, which had a couple of wicker chairs, a coffee table and in the corner a bed. I was sure that it was all that I needed. In the center of the room was a ceiling fan that moved slowly, stirring the warm breeze. I motioned for Carlos to set my things by the bed and thanked him for his help. He just smiled, his muscles flexing as he turned and walked out the door.
It had been a long trip and I�ll be honest with you right now. I was so extremely tired and I was about to burn up in the clothes that I had put on. Well, I guess there was only one thing to do. I turned to the door and pulled the crude lock into place and then walked to the side of the bed.
It only took a couple of seconds and I had pulled my blouse and jeans off and was standing beside my bed in my white cotton underwear. I sloped my bra off and signed a sigh of pleasant relief as my breasts bounced into freedom. I squeezed my arms together, shook my shoulders, letting them enjoy the coolness. I next hooked my thumbs into my panties and slipped them off and tossed them into the corner. My pussy was so sweaty and itchy. I reached down and touched it and as I suspected, it could use a fresh trim. My fingers touched the soft hair that I left in the center of it. A �landing strip� as I called it, a thin patch of hair that led to my clit, completely bald around it, including my vaginal lips. My finger traced down to my lips and I shuddered as I raked my finger across my neglected clit.
Now I was facing a dilemma. I was tired but I could feel a bout of the hornies coming on. I guess it was a good thing I didn�t have a man around, because to be honest, I was too tired for hanky-panky. I stretched and yawned and decided that it would be a good time to take a nap. I pulled the covers back on my bed and crawled on top of the semi-cool cotton sheets.
****Later that night****
I must have dozed off, because I opened my eyes and it was dark outside. I looked at the ceiling fan that had been slowly going round and round, stirring the heat really, not cooling off anything.
As I lay there and stretched, I caught something out of the corner of my eye. I closed them again and rolled over on my side. I opened them just a bit, trying to make it look like I was still sleeping. Well now, I thought to myself as I saw the silhouette the shape of someone�s head. I couldn�t believe it. It was that young boy Carlos who had helped me to my home.
Then it dawned on me. The nasty little bastard was jacking off as he watched me lying there completely naked on my bed! Anger at first came over me. I wanted to scream, telling the nasty little fuck that it wasn�t proper to spy on naked women in their own homes! But did I do that? Well you know I didn�t. I mean, it has been over a week since a man has put his cock inside my sweet little vagina and I�ll be honest with you, the thought of the young Carlos jacking off as he watched me sent a shiver through my cunny!
I rolled back onto my back and opened my eyes, keeping them on the fan. If the little shit wanted a show, I�m sure as the hell the one to give it to him! I lifted my hand and stretched my fingers, bringing them to my lips and inserting the index finger into my mouth. Sliding my digit between my lips, I wet it, running my tongue around it, imagining it being a hard cock. I shivered at the thought and then reluctantly brought it out of my mouth. I smiled and the brought my hand down to my chest. My breasts had drops of sweat built up on them and I moved my finger down, making a trail as I gently squeezed my left nipple. �Unnnggggghhhh,� I moaned softly as I kneaded my mams.
I heard a sigh at the window that faced the side of my bed and smiled, knowing that the youngster was probably looking at his first white woman. My pussy was burning from lack of attention so I took my free hand and moved it down between my legs. I was right! My clit was on fire as I touched it, twirling it around with my index finger. �Ohhhh,� I moaned as I raked it gently across it, flicking and teasing. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and my finger moved down and touched my lips. They two were on fire, except they were wet as I had ever remembered them. �Ohhh,� I moaned again as my finger touched them, tickling the outer lips of my vagina and then searching for the wet opening.
I could hear the young Carlos as his breathing became harder and I imagined him pumping his hard teenage cock to the sight of me. Then, another thought came over me. He was looking at me, but he wasn�t getting the best show possible. I removed my finger from my breast and my vagina and yawning, stretching and slowly sat up on the bed. Carlos� head disappeared when I sat up. �Damn,� I said to myself, afraid that I had chased him off. I sat there for a minute and then I saw his dark hair peek over the top of the windowsill. I turned my head, so he wouldn�t know that I knew he was there.
Taking my pillow in my hand, I set it at the side of the bed opposite the window and turned my body so it faced the young pervert. I heard Carlos gasp as I moved around and put my feet at the edge of the bed. Ignoring the sound, I put my feet on the floor and lay back, propping my head on the pillow. �Oh god,� I moaned as I spread my legs, giving Carlos a good view of my pink pussy lips. My hand once again went to my nipple and my other hand moved between my legs, spreading my pussy lips.
I opened my eyes a crack and now Carlos had stuck his head up, ready to move back down if necessary. My finger touched my strip of pubic hair and moved down to my clit and I began to fondle it. �Unnngggghhhhh,� I groaned as I began to flick it back and forth, showing Carlos the special spot that girls like to have touched. �Ohhh,,,,� I groaned as my finger moved down, my thumb and middle finger on each side of my wet pussy lips.
Gently spreading them wide, I hesitated for a second, giving Carlos a good view of pinkness before I moved my index finger to it�s target. I moaned loudly as my digit moved between my lips and slowly, it disappeared into my wetness.
I could hear Carlos breathing harder now, I smiled to myself and spread my legs as wide as I could and then slowly sunk my finger into my wetness. Oh god how I longed for a hard cock inside me now. I moaned and started pushing my finger into myself. �Unnnggggghhhh,� I groaned as I place another finger beside it and started shoving two fingers in and out of my wet pussy.
�Oh god,� I moaned and groaned as I finger fucked myself. I could hear Carlos moan softly as he watched me masturbate before his teenage eyes. My hips began to rock with the rhythm of my hand and I tweaked my hard nipple with the other. �Oh god, oh god, oh god,� I groaned over and over and over as I made circular motions inside my gaping pussy lips.
I opened my eyes slightly and Carlos had his eyes closed and I knew that he was close to cumming. The sweat was beading down his protruding chin, dripping down onto his young chest. His breathing grew heavier. I felt my own orgasm approaching so I did what I thought I�d never do.
�Fuck me, Carlos,� I shouted, as I opened my eyes wide and looked directly at the young teen boy. Carlos� eyes popped open and his face turned red as he realized that I knew he was there.
�Fuck me, Carlos,� I moaned as I smiled at him. He paused for just a second and then I could tell by the movement of his shoulders that he had gone back to the mission at hand.
I raised my shoulders, moving back slightly so my shoulders were on my pillow. Carlos now looked me straight in the eyes as he wanked his hard teenage prick.
�Oh god, Carlos,� I moaned as I tweaked my nipple and frigged my hot pussy. �Please fuck me Carlos! Please stick your hard fucking cock into my pussy!�
Carlos was over the edge now as I watch him stiffen. �Fuck my wet pussy boy,� I ordered and then he stiffened for the last time and I knew that he had begun to blow his load all over the side of my hut. �Oh yes,� I groaned, �cum deep inside my cunt you Latin stud.�
Carlos mumbled something in Spanish as I frigged my cunny lips and then my own orgasm started. �Oh fuckkkkkkk........� I groaned as my hips buckled against my fingers and the electric shock of orgasm started and built and then made me stiffen, bury my fingers deep inside me and then it slowly subsides.
Carlos stood there watching for a second, as I lay on the bed, naked as the day I was born, spread before him. My breath was ragged, my tits were heaving up and down as I lay there, coming down from my cum.
When I regained my composure, I removed my fingers from my wet hole and sat on the edge of the bed. Carlos stood, not sure what to say. I took my hand and licked my sweet tangy juice from my wet fingers and just said �mmmmmmmm,� as I pulled them from my mouth.
�Thank you Carlos,� I said to him and he turned, put his cock back in his pants and walked away. As soon as I knew he was gone, I stood up, put my robe on and walked to the outside, by the window where the young man was standing. I looked on the wall of my hut and could see a drop of teenage cum glistening in the moon light.
Reaching down, I moved my index finger through the gooey liquid and took a drop onto the tip. My curiosity got the best of me and I had to find out. I raised my hand to my face and wiped the teenage cum onto my tongue. I trembled as the fruity taste of young boy cum danced across my taste buds. It is true what they say guys; diet makes a definite difference in your taste!
After scooping another small drop from the wall, I turned back and walked into my room. I was satisfied that I had given a young man a thrill and had gotten off tremendously myself. I walked to the window and pulled my blind down. I then walked back to the bed, turned the light off and lay down and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
*******Morning dawns*********
I wasn�t sure how the morning would turn out. Would the young man be too embarrassed to talk to me, or even look at me after last night. And what if he decided to tell the director of the mission?
I needn�t worry it would seem. Everyone welcomed me that day at breakfast and I felt like I belonged. When I did see Carlos later that morning, he just smiled at me, and I back at him. Such a gentleman that young Latin boy.
Well all, I guess that is enough for now. If you want, I will write more later. I am sure that I will have many more stories of these Latin people, the good times and the bad. Take care for now.
Luv you DaddyJ, Del, and all my friends from the site,
Little Miss Sticky Kiss
P.S. ~Kisses~
Dear DaddyJ, Del, and friends
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