The sounds of the Rio de Janeiro New Year's Party died to a distant babble as Victoria stepped out of the building. It was a time for joy but for her own reasons she couldn't get into the festive mood. Tears began to appear at the side of her cheeks. Her pointy high heels thumped a little too loudly on the flagstones as she walked. The sound it made was echoing around the courtyard in the moonlight. At the entrance of one of the most luxurious clubs in the city of Rio de Janeiro a couple, in immaculate white evening dress, stood making out passionately between the swarms of people who were celebrating the beginning of the year. Some were already passed out, others had tired haggard faces and were making their way homeward; to them the day was at an end. But to the couple who were now in full passion the night was just beginning. The man now had his pants down his ankles and was forcing his massive member between the woman's legs. Her face was a mask of ecstasy as she adjusted her body to help increase their lustful passion. Every thrust he made it produced a licentious expression of wanting more passion. Nobody seemed to be bothered by them and none apparently cared. Victoria ignored them like everybody else. She felt like she'd been a failure and let everybody down. She'd failed in her life as a daughter, as a wife and as a mother. There wasn't much left for her to fail in. Victoria walked blindly onwards, her head slightly bent and her blond fair hair hanging loosely, over a tempting region of her white chest. As a child she'd always been slightly fat and rather good-natured, who had conducted herself impeccably in high society from the very first day she'd been introduced at eight years. Her weight problem had always been a serious concern to her. This problem had followed her all the way into her, now, late thirties. It wasn't an ugly fatness, she had rounded corners to her, and nice soft curves everywhere you looked. Fortunately it was placed in all the right places: large breasts, belly, thighs and ass. It could genuinely be said that her huge breasts and ass would bring tears joy to the guy who got a hold of it. Her flesh was warm to the touch, smooth and sweet and had an incredibly large pair of nipples. Even her ex-husband, Robert, would go under great bounds of delirium as he suckled on them. Her problem was she didn't feel attractive. It was her belief that thin was attractive and fat wasn't. Sure, her weight didn't make her exactly every man's fantasy girl, but she was pretty. She also possessed an abundant blond hair which cascaded sensually around her flint blue eyes, a round face and a charming red mouth. She hated being fat. She hated the dumb jokes that her friends made of her weight. No matter how hard she tried there was no way of getting rid of those stubborn extra pounds. On course, her billions of dollars in the bank had helped to boost her sex appeal even more than the size of her juicy ass. Robert had been a dream boy and a great adventure. He'd loved her ... billions. It had been love at first sight for him and he did everything a man should've done when getting married to money. They got married, no prenuptial agreement, which pissed off her father. A month later she got pregnant. For the first time in her life she was reasonably happy. Everything seemed like a dream right until she had an accident. It had forced her into premature labour which resulted in her losing her baby and never be able to have children again. This gave Robert an excuse to divorce her and get a piece of her fortune. He'd managed to squeeze a tear or two of phoney grief from his eyes before leaving her all by herself. The last she heard from him was that he was in the Fiji boning her best friend. She hoped that they both caught syphilis. The creep got a fine settlement and she'd gotten a couple of month's psychotherapy. She still lactated from time to time as a reminder of what she'd lost. The doctor had given her a medication to help her dry up her milk, but she'd refused. The medication would have made her bloat like a balloon. Now that she saw it more clearly she realised that it was definitely a marriage of convenience. She had been too blind to see what a man Robert really was. He was greedy and she was needy. The truth was she'd never really loved Robert. They had had sex only a couple of time since they were married. He'd lost his hard-on after he'd secured her money. In fact, Robert was a lousy fuck in bed, and she hadn't enjoyed it. During the whole time they'd been together he'd never graced her with an orgasm. Her father sent her down here to Brazil as "banishment" for her foul behaviour. The thought of her never giving him any heirs was disgraceful. She'd "let him down" according to his words. She'd failed to hold on to her marriage, her baby and every thing else in life. But the worst sin of all was that she'd lost his money. From now on she would have to live on twenty grand a month under the condition that she never married again and that she stayed away from her father. Twenty grand a month was nothing to her. She'd spend that in a single day and the old bastard knew it. Now she had to count her pennies and make ends meet. It would probably take years to fall back into his good grace, but it didn't matter anymore. Victoria couldn't give a flying shit if the whole world came to an end. She turned around to watch the free sex show. She couldn't help herself. The couple at the entrance were now coming to a climax and her thrusts were becoming more and more urgent. She was moaning as her orgasm was building up as her firm breasts pressed against the man's chest. The overheated woman began feeling that familiar ripple begin in the pit of her stomach and coil its way in of her contracting pussy. As the man felt his climax coming close, he gasped and wildly hastened his pace. The woman moaned softly as he began kissing enthusiastically, as his hands began kneading her firm ass, as he began to get hotter and hotter. "OH YES YOU FUCK, just like that!! Don't stop yet. Unnng that is so gooood!!!" She moaned, in Portuguese, as he humped her steaming pussy with his cock. "Now! Now I'm ready!" He began pounding in and out of her hot cunt, faster and faster. Suddenly he began to feel his juices boiling up out of his balls. It urged to cum out through his throbbing cock. All at once his cum flooded inside her cunthole the hot redhead began cumming underneath him. She began clawing on the man's back, making him bleed, as she pulled him deeper into her. He grunted with pain and pleasure. "Yessssssss!" She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. His cock spurted the last of its juices for that session of love making into her now greedy cunt. She milked his cock with her cunt as she felt the aftershock waves of pleasure washing over her, getting more and more intense until she finally passed out in his hands. Her arm fell limply to the side. Victoria turned away and sighed nostalgically. She could definitely use some of that right now. It's better and healthier than Prozac. "Get a goddamn room you fucking perverts." She thought to herself. Drowning the last of the champagne, she tossed the glass aside and decided to walk back to her hotel room. It wasn't smart of her to be out here, dressed the way she was all alone with jewellery that could finance a small army for a year. She didn't care if a bandit came now to rob or rape her. Victoria began to sob again as her mind covered with the evening's events and she turned her head, staring fiercely through her tears back towards the courtyard, flooded with light from the party. A part of her wanted to go back, part of her wished that she hadn't lost her baby and husband; but there was no way to go back, no way to face her family and friends and have as much fun as she'd been hoping to have. Her heart felt miserable like it was filled with guilt and she gazed blindly around the moonlit lane. Her mind's eye probed deep inside her memories, replaying every major episode in her life. There was nothing she could have done. She felt like dieing and simply vanishing from the face of the earth. She moved out through the open alleyway and dust patted road. Victoria's wet cheeks mirrored the light of the full moon high above in the cloudless sky as it gazed down upon her, spreading its pale silver light across her milky white skin. At first the clapping of Victoria's unthinking footsteps and her excruciating sobs were the only sounds she noticed. As she walked further she tired of walking completely. These high heeled shoes hadn't been designed for long walks or her weight. She felt content that she was at least some distance from the party. Victoria stopped to rest against the high stone wall of a church yard, drying her tears. The sounds of people parting and celebrating New Year's Eve began to creep unmistakably into Victoria's mind; the gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees in the churchyard, a drunkard at the end of the ally lay passed out with a half empty bottle of hard liquor in his hand. She began to move again towards her hotel. Tonight she'd end her life. She'd order a cold bottle of champagne and swallow a mouthful of sleeping pills. It would be a blissful death. Her life was already over. As she wandered down the dark, quiet and deserted street, little noticing the breeze that windswept her blond hair, a peculiar sound caught her attention. Victoria looked up from her heartbreaking contemplation to the sidewalk, and spotted a girl. She looked up at her with large, imploring black eyes, and shivered sadly as she trembled before the black iron gates that surrounded the large old church. She was of mixed blood and obviously a native. The kid was extremely beautiful and dark the shadows of the ally made it difficult to guess her age. Victoria stopped, and wiped her eyes before leaning forward and holding out her hand. "Hello there," she tried to speak sweetly, as the girl cowered back, probably afraid that she might hurt her. "Don't be afraid I'm not going to hurt you." The girl's expression was that of confusion and then Victoria suddenly realised that she probably didn't understand a word she was saying. Victoria brushed the girl's hair against her fingers and repeated herself this time in Portuguese. "Are you lost?" she inquired, standing up, and experimentally pushing against the gate. "Where are you parents? Someone must be so worried about you ..." "Wha^Ö!?" She knit her brows together as if confused. "Errr ... I'm hiding from my father." "What did you do to be hiding?" It wasn't safe for a girl her age to be roaming the streets of Rio de Janeiro. There were all manner of predators out here that wouldn't have any scruples in taking her. "I don't need a reason to make him angry." She replied. "All he needs is to get drunk ... I'm just waiting until the church opens." Something of a maternal instinct sparked within Victoria and her heart went for this girl. "You can't stay out here by yourself." "I'll be fine!" She said obstinately. "I can take care of myself." "Suit yourself." Victoria sighed too tired to care. Victoria turned around to see if there was anybody else. There were plenty of people dancing and celebrating. The kid would be fine until the church opened. Suddenly she caught a man roaming close to them, pretending to be interested in the building. An alarm went off in her. If she left now, there would be no knowing what this creep would possibly do to this girl. A defensive instinct began to click in her mind. She took off her high heel shoes which might act as a protective weapon against this freak and turned back to the girl. "Come on." Victoria offered her hand. "You might as well come with me. I can get you something to eat." She looked at Victoria suspiciously and seemed to ponder on her decision. Her manner was self-confident yet elusive. "I ^Ö" She hesitated. "The church won't open until the morning." "It's nearly dawn." She seemed now uncertain and she too noticed man who had his back resting against the wall. "Look! You can trust me or ..." she glanced to the creep who was smiling sinisterly "you can trust `him'." The man seemed to want to approach them but felt intimidated by Victoria's menacing look. Victoria's raised her hand in a pre striking stance while the other one was waiting for the girl. The promise of getting her high heels rammed into his head discouraged the man to move forward. The girl finally accepted and Victoria took her to her hotel room. She might as well spend the night with her rather than in the streets or a police station. The local police was about reliable as a used condom. In the morning she'd take the kid home and then kill herself. The doorman side-glance her when she came with a girl of that age. Hotel personnel had long ago learnt that it paid to be discreet about who their guests brought back with them. Victoria placed her key card in the slot and opened the door. "Make yourself comfortable." Victoria chucked her shoes aside. The girl never herself had been in such a luxuriously furnished a room. Not even in her dreams could she live in a place like this. The room had been furnished with many articles of luxury that simply dazzled her. The full-length mirror with a golden frame, a white desk and chair cuddled against the wall, the carpet alone must've been worth a small fortune.
Such wealth could never be purchased by her in her entire life. Her father barely supplied their table with the extreme essentials of daily living. She was genuinely impressed by the room's luxury but pretended not to be affected by it. She stopped at the large mirror and admired her ebony features. They still looked so youthful and childish. Nobody would ever believe her to be eighteen years old. It sometimes annoyed her to have people treat her like a kid the way this gringo woman did in the alley, but other times it helped her a lot. People tend to trust kids easier than they would adults. They became easy pickings like this mark. That man in the alley had been her boyfriend. Now came the time to play the helpless, yet strong victim. Before the night was over she'd have this gringo woman eating from her hand. "You didn't have to protect me you know." The girl inspected the lavish hotel room. "I could've taken care of myself." "Probably." Victoria smiled amused and poured herself a healthy glass of scotch. "I would've!" She snapped back crossly. "I've been doing it all my life." This was going to be too easy, the girl thought to her self. She'd never gone after such a rich mark before, but there was a first time for everything. Her boyfriend told her to do everything in her power to seduce the mark, even if that meant having sex with her. If this woman had sex with her, believing she was a minor, then they could blackmail her. "What's your poison?" Victoria pointed to the glass in her hand ignoring the girl's irritation. "The same as you." She acknowledged. "Water it is!" "Do you always ignore people or does it come natural?" "It's a gift." She handed the glass of water. "Do you have a name or do I have to guess it?" "Carmen!" She spoke loud and clear. "Victoria." She took a closer look at the girl and thought she might have wrongly guessed the girl's age. Suddenly that look of compassion coming for Victoria made a knot turn in Carmen's stomach. Carmen had known a lot of lowlifes during her days on the street, but nothing could've prepared her for this. This gringo woman actually looked as if she cared. Carmen felt like she was going to need some liquor in her system to give her courage to pull off this scam. "I'd like a little scotch in my drink!" She went to the bar and poured some in her glass. Carmen looked like your regular young teenager, but she also looked older at the same time. She had a small body, long raven hair and big beautiful black eyes, set upon a pretty face, dark skin, and a pair of small breasts which where perked out all of which gave her a look that said "sweet and innocent", but there was something not quite in place. "Ok," Victoria tried to break some of the tension. "I assume you're old enough to drink ..." "I'm thirteen!" She lied a little too quickly. "But I can handle it!" "Sure kiddo." Victoria winked and took a sip from her own glass. "Whatever you say" she said not too convinced. Everything wasn't going according to how Carmen planned. Her boyfriend had warned her not to get emotionally involved. She just hoped her youthful appearance would let her look like she was thirteen. Time was catching up with her and these usual cons weren't working out as they used to when she really was a minor. Carmen snatched the glass rudely and took a sip. She tried to drink it without choking. This stuff was a lot stronger than the beer she was used to drinking. Victoria's diamond earring rested on the bedside table. There was only one, but that one alone must've been worth a fortune. It might be the only thing that would save her from a beating. Putting her glass down on the bedside table, she pretended to test the bed for its softness and quickly swiped the earring. This place resembled a palace to her. Surely this gringo woman wouldn't miss it. She studied Victoria for a long while as if trying to probe her inner most secrets. She had to admit that she was in pretty good shape for a gringo her age. There was definitely glamour and charm in the way she carried herself. "Why did you bring me here?" She glared through those dark exotic black eyes. "Do you expect to have sex with me?" Victoria nearly chocked on her drink. Those were the last words she was expecting to come out of the girl's mouth. "Excuse me?" She laughed half amused and half astonished. Although Carmen's heart nearly stopped beating for a second she remained cool. "I know what gringos like you want ..." Carmen had slept with women before and they paid her well enough. "Don't tell me you don't like me?" "I don't ^Ö" She stuttered. "I mean I do like you but ..." Carmen smiled sensually and pleased at being able to finally disturb this foreigner. She crawled on top of the bed on all fours like a feline on heat and lay back sensually on the cushions. Opening her blouse she revealed her small tits, very curvy and tight, rode high on her chest, with succulent, brown nipples straining outward. Although Carmen revealed to be young in the alleyway, right now she appeared to be older and her slender body revealed more of the blossoming curves of a young woman than a little girl. "I can tell when another woman wants me ..." She purred. The truth was that she was attracted to Victoria. There was something quite sexy in the American woman and Carmen could tell that she was still hiding "in the closet" in regard to her sexuality. She would be willing to bet that she'd never experienced an orgasm in her life. "That's not true." Victoria felt a hot flush came to her face. "You're lying." Carmen was nude and spread eagle. Victoria involuntarily licked her lips as she caught a full glimpse at the younger girl's tight little cotton panties, which was a G-string. Victoria swallowed the lump in her throat, and gulped the entire glass of scotch down in one swig. "How young are you kid?" Victoria trembled as she quickly fixed herself another drink "As young as you want me to be ..." She curled a very sexy smile. "Do you like me?" Victoria turned around and breathed heavily. Her breasts hardened and her big, fat, pink nipples, perked up as they were exposed to the cold air in the room. This wasn't right. "Get dressed." Victoria demanded in a stern tone. "Don't be afraid," she tried to sound innocent, yet seductive. "Let it happen." "This isn't happening." "Yes it is ..." She said huskily. "Come to me." "I said `this isn't going to happen'!" "What!?" She quickly sat up as if the bed had suddenly caught fire. "Get dress." She repeated. "Get dressed now." "What's your fucking problem?" "Nothing." Victoria felt a strange feeling in her stomach. "I just don't feel comfortable." "Fuck you!" She roared. "Wait ..." Victoria tried to stop the girl from leaving the room. "You think you're better than me, don't you?" She said, thrusting furiously passed Victoria. "No, of course I don't." She said astonished. "It's just that you're so young ..." "And you're a goddamn hypocrite!" She snarled. "Why else did you bring me here?" "I wanted to help you! Listen please^Ö" "You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" She stormed out of the room incensed at Victoria. Victoria leaned against the hotel room door trying to figure out what just happened. It would be ridiculous to have sex with this girl. She looked so young, not more than sixteen, maybe seventeen, and so slender formed as to appear almost a child. What could she have done? Even if she was gay it would feel wrong. She couldn't help feeling strangely aroused when the girl showed her body to her. There was something alluring in that ebony body that had awoken hidden desires. "Jesus!" She bit her lower lip. "Can I screw up any more?"
II
Carmen had been gone for nearly two hours. Victoria sat at her desk writing her suicide letter. It didn't matter who it was addressed to. She'd neatly filed five rows of ten sleeping pills next to a full glass of champagne. There wasn't anything she possessed to write down a will. All she had Robert took in the divorce and her father had practically scratched her out of his life. Victoria was about to take the first pill when a knock on the door interrupted her. Ignoring it would seem like the best course of action. However the knocking became more insistent. "Go away!" She yelped annoyed. "There's nobody here!" The knocking continued until Victoria got up and violently opened the door. The manager, two security guards and Carmen were waiting. Carmen had a huge black bruise around her eye and the manger had an expression of steel. "Excuse me Ms. Bridges." He bowed down politely. "We seem to have a situation here." Victoria grabbed Carmen gently by the chin to inspect the bruise and then glanced inquiringly at the manager. "I assure you we had nothing to do with that." He raised his hands. "May we come in?" Victoria waved them in and shut the door. Carmen had a large bag on her shoulder which apparently contained clothing. The manager was a tall man with sunburnt skin, silver hair and elegant glasses. His eye caught the pills on the table and he frowned disapprovingly at his guest. "What seems to be the problem?" Victoria smiled irritated. "We caught this girl trying to sneak into the hotel," he began. "She had this in her possession." He showed her a diamond earring. "This young woman claims that you gave it to her but ..." He shrugged his shoulders unconvinced of the narrative. Victoria took the earring in her hand and recognised it immediately. It was the one she'd been wearing last night. She looked at the girl who looked sheepishly down, avoiding any eye contact. "Hmmm," Victoria seemed to be thinking. "Yes! I remember now. I gave it to her." The manager's jaw nearly fell with a clunk to the floor. "You silly girl. You forgot the other one." "You mean to say you gave it to her'?" The hotel manager had the look of a man who'd just been kicked in the nuts. "Yes." She went to the bedside table to fetch the other one then handed it to Carmen. "Here! Take it!" Carmen took it with a heavy heart. "If that is all ..." Victoria smiled pleasantly. "It seems you owe my friend an apology." The hotel manager scowled at this woman. There was no way that he was going to apologise to anyone when he knew he was right. This girl was a thief and the woman was covering for her. No doubt she was attempting to cover a scandal. These tourists would come here for the sun and for the anonymous fucking they couldn't get back home. He'd burn in Hell before he apologised to this little cunt. He knew Carmen all too well. She was well known in the area as a whore as well as a thief. The hotel manager bowed down to Victoria scornfully. "It would be recommended if you checked out soon." His eyes were angry. "We wouldn't want any more incidents happening on your account." He glanced at the pills and then his guest. It didn't take a genius to figure out what Victoria was planning to do. A suicide in the hotel would be bad publicity and it would devalue the price of the room. Nobody would want to sleep in a room which had had a corpse in it. "I'll be leaving in a couple of days." She smiled pleasantly. "However, the room is mine till then. So leave." The manager and the security guards left and Victoria went back to her desk. She ripped her suicide letter to shreds and stashed the pills back into its bottle. She couldn't even take her life properly. "Here take these back." A steeled voice spoke from behind her. Victoria had almost forgotten all about the girl's presence. She had in her hand two magnificent diamond earrings. Only one alone was worth at least a hundred grand. "You hold on to them." "I don't want your charity." "Is it more honourable to steal than to accept a gift?" She tried to caress Carmen's bruise. The girl pulled away violently. "Hold on to those earrings for me." "Why?" She sounded stunned. "Give them back when you no longer need them." "That'd be a long time!" She snuffed. Victoria fetched a towel and put some of the ice from the champagne bottle. Carmen took it to cool down her bruise. "Do you want to tell me how you got that?" "My boyfriend." "Creep!" Victoria sat down. "I've been with him for a long time ..." She mechanically defended him. "Since you were thirteen, right?" She said sarcastically. "No!" She scorned. "You knew I wasn't a minor, didn't you?" "Not at first." Victoria admitted. "Give me some credit. I'm not that stupid." "Well those days are over for me." Carmen sighed. "Nice to hear it." Victoria smiled pleased that at least someone started the New Year on the right foot. "Use those earrings to buy yourself a new life." "Why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" Victoria lit a cigarette and offered one to the girl. "Being so kind to me." She couldn't understand. "I stole from you!" "We all hit rock bottom some time and we all need a break in life." "You're strange." Carmen shook her head. "Thank-you, I think." They continued to talk. Victoria soon discovered that Carmen came from a very big and poor family. Her father was an alcoholic and her mother didn't really care that much for her children. She'd been fending for herself since she could crawl. She'd only been fourteen when she was prostituting herself. Then she met her boyfriend, who was the man in the alley, who seen potential in her youthful appearance. He began to use her in all sorts of cons and extortion scams. This night was intended to bring Victoria down. Only this time Carmen let her emotions get in the way. That had been the reason why her boyfriend had slapped her and thrown her out of his apartment. She no longer wanted to be a part of his scams. She'd intended to return the earring and leave the city. "You first stole my earring and then decide to return it?" Victoria grinned amused. "Now that's strange." "It wasn't supposed to happen like that." Carmen avoided eye contact. "You're ... different." "Aren't we all?" She hugged her gently by the shoulder. "If it's any consolation I'm broke myself." "Really?" She cocked her eyebrow. "My father has disowned me and virtually left me penniless." Victoria got up to fetch a telegram and read it out loud. "Your monthly allowance has from henceforth been revoked.'" She threw the telegram in the bin. "Like he couldn't have emailed this to me?" She tried to sound humorous. "Can he do that?" Carmen felt stunned that rich people also have money problems. "He already has." Victoria laughed out loud. "I'm so sorry dear, but I just can't help it." "What's so funny?" "Life is funny!" Then suddenly she stopped. "Let's order room service!" Victoria found herself admiring this girl more and more. Carmen was dualistic in nature. She was a small, wild animal, shy yet strong, and about half Victoria's size. Victoria felt like capturing her hands and caress in its fierceness. They ordered room service and talked throughout the morning. "So do you have any family to go to?" Victoria asked. "No ..." She finished drinking the last of her coffee. "I was thinking of going to Sao Paulo and find a job there. What about you?" "I had other plans before you came along, but they've changed now." She admitted. "I bought a small villa in the interior with what I sold from the rest of my jewels. They told me it's a dump!" "When will you leave?" "Today." Victoria suddenly felt warm liquid ooze from her chest. "Fuck!" "What is it?" Carmen looked at the older woman's chest. Her breasts were drenched with milk and Victoria didn't notice Carmen inspecting her. "Excuse me," she pattered her soaked chest. "I'll be right back." "No problem." Unthinkingly, Victoria went to the bathroom and took off her dress. Carmen leaned forward and managed to peer inside the bathroom through the refection of a mirror. The door was opened just wide enough to admire Victoria's slightly overweight body. Carmen unconsciously licked her lips. To her Victoria had the appearance of a goddess. That round, firm white ass appeared as if was carved from marble. It was strangely arousing to see this beautiful woman lactating. She'd never seen anyone do that before. Her breasts seemed perfect and somewhat desirable. They were almost D-cups and almost perfectly conical. How could she not help but look and admire the beauty of this middle aged woman? She saw that Victoria had a portly waist with wide hips, leading to her soft blonde pussy hair. She so wanted to touch and stroke her there and on her breasts. Carmen had already noticed when they first met that this woman was already leaking milk when they met. That had been the main reason why she'd accepted her offer to come to the hotel. She found herself both entranced and sexually aroused by this vision of motherhood. Suddenly she felt a pang of envy for the baby who was going to drink that milk. Victoria returned from the bathroom now fully dressed to go out. "I lost a baby." Victoria simply answered in explanation to the girl's ogling. "I'm sorry." She lowered her head ashamed of her thoughts of envy but still wanting to drink that milk. "It's ok." She smiled gently and then seemed to hesitate. "I might have a proposal for you ... that is if you'd like to hear it." "Go ahead." "Seeing as I've bought a villa and all." Victoria wasn't sure if she should make this proposition, but she didn't want to be alone. "Can you cook?" "Yeah." She smiled sensually. "Why ask?" "I'm going to live there for a while and I don't know how to cook. I was wondering if you might be interested in joining me. I'd pay you of course!" With milk from those breasts I hope, Carmen felt like saying. And the truth was that she'd be willing to accept those terms. "Well ..." Carmen tried not to sound too eager. "It was foolish of me to ask ..." Victoria turned around slowly. "Hold on." Carmen objected. "I'll accept the job." "Don't you want to know the terms?" Victoria smiled ecstatically. "We'll work something out." "According to my calculations I can pay you a medium size wage for a year ..." "As I said we can work something out." A sly smile curled over Carmen's face. "I could use the time off to get away from my life." "Welcome on board." This suggestion seemed to make the young girl ecstatic and overjoyed. It was the perfect opportunity to get away from home and her abusive boyfriend. Carmen had other plans in mind for Victoria. She was beginning to fall in love with her and was already scheming of a way to get Victoria to fall in love with her too.
III
They both arrived at a small remote village which was practically lost at the edge of the jungle. It was a dreary little place where time just dragged and the solitude was abundant. It was exactly what she'd wanted and needed. Victoria drove the jeep up a steep hill. They'd packed ample supplies with them and there weren't many people to ask directions. The place was virtually isolated just as Victoria had requested. She needed some time alone, but hadn't planed on bringing company. Victoria looked at the girl's youthful face and saw her smiling ecstatically. She'd noticed, not for the first time, the sensual curve of her mouth, the slender lines of her hips and belly. Carmen was wearing a buttoned shirt which was knotted at the bottom revealing her bellybutton. Those little breasts weren't any larger than a small tangerine but they were kind of sexy to look at. But the way her nipples poked out from the fabric like two bullets were mouth-watering. The girl was wearing a miniskirt which revealed those golden coloured Latina legs of a sexy slender shape. Victoria felt like passing her hand over them and perhaps ... perhaps ... "Look out!" said Carmen and Victoria only had time to break. "Sorry." She blushed. "I was distracted." Victoria silently scolded herself for even thinking such a thing. She continued to drive but this time squeezing the steering wheel furiously. What was she thinking? She was nothing more than a pervert to be thinking of doing those thoughts with this girl. Sure, she wasn't a kid but it wasn't right to have homosexual sex. She had to suppress the feelings she knew was wrong. Victoria wasn't gay, nor had she ever had a homosexual relationship. She brought Carmen here to save her from her boyfriend and not pervert her with filthy fantasies. "Oh, you're lactating again." Carmen pointed to her breasts. "Do you want me to dry you?" Oh yes I would, she felt like screaming out with joy but stopped herself in time. "That won't be necessary." Victoria said a little too quickly. If this girl touched her anywhere on her body she might end up by violating her in an orgy of lust. It might have been a mistake to bring her here. What Victoria felt she should've done was to kill her self that night. I will refrain from having any wicked thoughts, she thought. They saw the house as they drove into town: a stately villa that flashed white like fire from the sun. There was a high wall surrounding the place and the whole place was void from any human presence. "We're going to live here?" Carmen awed. "It's beautiful!" Victoria halted the car and stared herself. A hot breeze from the jungle stirred her long blond hair. It was odd to find such a large residence here, seeing as they were so many miles from civilization. There was nothing special about this area to attract the wealthy, except perhaps the view, but it was so isolated. They passed through the gate and she killed the engine. "C'mon!" Victoria smiled. "Let's get unpacking." Once inside Victoria realised that the villa looked smaller than it had from the road, and though its structure was still impressive, it was in need of some repairs. Weeds grew between the paving stones of the courtyard, and the lawn was going to need a full day to mow. Butterflies fluttered about the flowers, and the scent of jungle hung heavy in the air. They soon discovered that there was no electricity, but stacks of candles. Carmen didn't seem to mind at the least bit. She said she was used to not having indoor electric lighting, but was overjoyed to be in such a beautiful and wonderful house. At her age Victoria might have bitched and complained about this house. It impressed her to observe this girl's ability to see the good in life. It made her feel ashamed at her own weakness about wanting to take her life. On that very afternoon when they'd arrived, and when the sun sunk into the jungle hills in the west, Carmen displayed her culinary skills. She was a fabulous cook and refused to let Victoria help. Soon it was dusk and the smells of her cooking came to her ^Ö meat, bread and rice. All that time the girl almost seemed to be waving her tight ass in a taunting way. "Let's have dinner in the garden," Victoria said, rising from her chair and fighting off the urge to squeeze those ass cheeks. "Lead the way." Victoria felt stuffed from all the food she ate. The girl was one hell of a cook and worth every cent she was getting, which reminded her of how low her finances were. She needed to find a new source of income and fast. "You're a bad influence to me." Victoria giggled as she patted her stomach. "I'm going to put on more pounds than I want to." "That's all right." Her face beamed like the sunshine. "I like you the way you are." "Wouldn't you like me to lose weight?" Victoria winked. "Not one bit!" "Really?" Victoria raised her eyebrows surprised. "You look sexy." "That's the first time anyone has said that about me." Victoria blushed terribly. The thought of Victoria losing weight horrified Carmen. If this goddess lost any weight then those breasts would shrink. It was up to her to keep this delicious woman fat for when the time came to make love together. Those juicy milk breasts were just an arms length away. That first night they slept in separate rooms, which were opposite each other. Carmen felt a little disappointed that Victoria hadn't invited her to sleep in her bed, even as a "friend", but friendship wasn't what she had in mind. She felt and knew that Victoria might have dilemmas and apprehensions about her youth and sex. But Carmen wanted to have sex with Victoria. In fact, when they first met she really thought that Victoria was going to solicit her. Many gringos come to Latin America for that purpose alone. But she discovered that Victoria really cared for her, maybe just a little too much for what she wanted. What scared Carmen the most was that Victoria might not want her because she'd been a prostitute and a thief. She wanted to amend her ways and show Carmen that she loved her. She could feel the sexual tension oozing from Victoria. Carmen even tried to entice her a few times, but to no avail. The older woman's subconscious was getting in the way of progress. Victoria was trapped between her ideas of friendship and her desires as a woman. The truth was Carmen didn't like men and had never felt attracted to the opposite sex. The men in her country were so violent and mean like her father and boyfriend. They were selfish and inconsiderate when it came to sex. She often heard and saw her parents having sex on the mattress next to her and her brothers and sisters. He'd sometimes grunt three or four times and then it was over. The same thing happened with her boyfriend and most of her former clients. The first time she'd had sex with another woman was with her cousin Marta. It'd been an amazing sexual experience. Her cousin had taught her how to make love to other women with their mouths. Marta had been three years older than she was when they first had sex together. It had the first and only act of kindness she'd ever felt. Unfortunately she immigrated to the United States and never heard of her again. Now destiny had put this woman in her path. If Victoria would let her, she'd make love to her like there was no tomorrow. Carmen felt sexually attracted to her. What made her even sexier were those overflowing milk bloated breasts. Oh, she'd longed in suckling that milk. She wanted to have sex with Victoria and need to act fast. If she waited too long Victoria's milk might dry up. The first thing was convincing Victoria that there was nothing wrong with making love to her. She had to break down her bigotry and accept her sexuality. The first step to conquer Victoria would be friendship. Carmen would need to take baby steps in order to win her heart. It was going to be a difficult battle to win that wonderful body and those curvy thighs. She lay in her bed and gently rubbed her swelling breasts and tugged on her stiff nipples in the middle of the night. Carmen spent most of the night of thinking and plotting of ways to get a full glimpse of those tits. Marta had taught her many, many tricks to seduce men as well as women. Eventually she'd succumb and Carmen would have her prize.
IV
The next few days Victoria groomed her self and discovered that her self-esteem was growing. She had completely forgotten about suicide and was on the track of finding a new meaning in life. They sat at the table both secretly admiring and lusting for each other. Carmen had taken to wearing more make-up and looked sexier. She was finally looking her real age of eighteen. They spent most of the time simply exploring the villa and outside grounds. This was indeed a very remote place. The nearest village was at least half a day's ride from where they were. They took a picnic with them and spent the whole morning together chatting and laughing. Life was grand like that for the next three weeks. Every opportunity they talked and spent time together, at every opportunity they touched. It could be a momentary touch, brushing an arm, a hug good morning or goodnight, standing in the kitchen drinking coffee ... The closer they stood or sat the more intense the feeling. One day, six weeks after they'd arrived at the villa, they'd spent hours digging over the garden. Suddenly the rain began to pour by the bucketfuls, covered in mud Carmen finally had the perfect excuse to jump in the shower. They danced outside, laughing and standing in the rain like a pair of drowned fishes. Carmen felt that this was the moment of truth. She stripped down to her panties and shivering as the rain dripped from her hair down to her back and over her breasts. Victoria's nipples protruded through her sticky shirt, they were so hard, so alluring. Carmen took Victoria's face into her hands and kissed that red mouth. Their first kiss was so explosive, so intense. Their hungry mouths and tongues were trying to engulf one another. Victoria didn't seem didn't seem to notice as Carmen finished unbuckling, unbuttoning and unzipping her. Carmen began to tug Victoria's shorts and panties. As she lowered herself down to her knees to help the clothes on their way down she found herself staring at Victoria's beautiful pussy. She could almost taste her soon-to-be lover's arousal and she almost did, but she kept her urges under control. The first time she moved too fast and scared Victoria away by being too forward. With some luck and patience Victoria's pussy would soon be hers. She took Victoria's hand and led her through to the shower room, her heart leapt as she felt a warm rush through her body. Carmen rubbed her body sensually against Victoria's as they continued their frantic kissing of one another. "Come," Carmen said as she took Victoria's hand and smiled softly at her. It wasn't all the time that Carmen was the dominate partner in the relationship. This was an incredible turn on for her. She grabbed Victoria's trembling hand and led to the double bed and guided her to sit against the headboard. Victoria felt as if she were in a trance and authorized herself to be led and placed. "I'm afraid," Victoria wept. Carmen scratched a match and lit a candle. She was completely naked and her pussy was neatly shaven and smooth. There was a powerful dominating glare in her eyes as if she were determined to do something. For the first time Victoria saw something ruthless in the girl's beautiful expression. A part of Carmen wanted to feel mercy for Victoria but the other part wanted a conquest. They walked to her bedroom still holding each other tightly. She looked at the bed and saw that Victoria was lying down, completely and utterly at her mercy. How delicious and vulnerable she looked. How ready and ripe she was for the pickings. "So this is how a conqueror feels like." She thought as a cruel smile curved at the side of her mouth. Victoria sat in silence, as the dark gloom closed in around her, and felt quite unnerved as the only sounds she could here were the rain, her own nervous heartbeat and the girl's breathing. She'd never be able to help herself with her now. In the girl's presence, she'd become a dedicated version of an intense sexual drive. "I think we'd better stop before it's too late." Victoria closed her eyes. "You're not getting away that easily," she said passing her hand over Victoria's thick leg. "You belong to me now." While Victoria sat there blushing and worrying about her sexual identity Carmen's mind was already made up. She knew exactly what was going on in Victoria's head. She witnessed it several times and, like a lot of girls of her persuasion, she had moments like these herself. She'd been able to work it out, but not everyone was able to. Some people needed a little help like Victoria. Carmen was going to show her that there was nothing to be afraid of. "I've waited long enough for you." She said as she began to sit that round white ass on the bed. "If you won't make the first move then I will!" Victoria felt like seizing control of the situation but a part of her stopped herself from doing so. If she stopped this girl now she'd probably would've regretted it for the rest of her life. Suddenly Carmen sat on her lap and locked her arms around her neck. "It's alright." She slipped her tongue into Victoria's mouth and then pulled her legs apart. The only thing that stopped her was fear of missing out on something she'd wanted for so long. "It's time for me to shave you." Carmen opened Victoria's legs and saw that she was already wet. She snipped her light blond hair with a pair of scissors. When her pussy was trimmed to sexy stubble, she took a shaving brush and rubbed it over her cunt, following with some soap. Victoria gasped with pleasure as Carmen coated her cunt. Carmen let her finger play over the older woman's swollen labia. Victoria shuddered and smiled, her nipples hardened on her huge conical, puffy tits. She took the razor and carefully shaved her cunt with long, smooth strokes. Victoria widened her legs even more, inviting her access between her thighs. Carmen swabbed her clean and then shaved her gently again, making her skin completely smooth like hers. Her soapy hands played with Victoria's naked sex, her taunts proving quite pleasurable, but not quite giving Victoria the release she needed. Once Victoria was comfortable Carmen plainly spread her legs and began to slowly massage her pussy. Victoria sucked in air and stared at Carmen in astonishment. Regardless of herself she hadn't expected Carmen to just start touching her like that. She almost thought of stopping Carmen, but the little willpower she had left melted away. She felt Carmen's ebony long fingers slowly sliding between her now smooth pussy lips as her other hand caressed her mammoth breast. "Oh fuck!" Victoria's eyes rolled back. Carmen trailed her tongue from then inner side of Victoria's thigh and straddled her face. Her pussy was only inches away from Victoria's mouth. "Suck me, Victoria!" She demanded. "Lick it properly. Mmmm!" Victoria was going to lick that pussy until this juicy cunt couldn't stand it anymore. The girl watched as Victoria went to violently sucking her aroused clit. Victoria was beyond herself in lust and moved in closer to her. Suddenly she flipped Carmen flat on the bed burying her face as deeply as she could in her cunt. The violence of lust was so great that it felt as if she wanted to enter Carmen's womb with her tongue. She sucked her clit with eagerness, making Carmen squirm. She then leaned forward and ran her tongue over the velvety smooth slit. She kept licking on it, savouring its sweetness and Carmen pushed her pussy deeper in Victoria's mouth. Victoria suddenly rose up and looked into Carmen's face. She saw a look of fiery desire which made shivers run throughout her body. Victoria's breasts bounced like two giant balloons ready to burst. Carmen wept with joy as she marvelled at the biggest set of breasts and ass she'd ever seen. The ends of Carmen's luscious full mouth rose in an appealing faint smile and both looked at each other in silence for a while. "Give them to me!!!" Carmen demanded urgently. "Give me those tits! THEY'RE MINE!!" Carmen sounded like a spoilt brat demanding something from a parent. She made the first move as she began to caress Victoria's breasts, bending to kiss each one. "Good!" Carmen squeezed Victoria's puffy nipple and a squirt of milk splashed against her cheek. "MORE!" Victoria leaned over close as her two huge milk burdened offerings bounced freely, on proud erotic display. They were now just inches from Carmen's face. Carmen looked up at Victoria and cupped her swollen right breast to her mouth. "Drink all you want baby." Victoria was in an erotic bliss. "Do it for mommy." Carmen raised her mouth onto that gorgeous full breast. Suddenly that large milk oozing nipple rest briefly on her bottom lip, as she tasted the milky nectar of her mother. Carmen could hold back no longer and gobbled up as much of that creamy tit into her mouth as she could, sucking greedily. Victoria rewarded Carmen with thick long warm spurts of her bountiful sustenance, the milk of life, the milk of a mother. "Suck all you want baby ..." Victoria caressed the girl's hair. "It's all yours!" Victoria sat down, legs crossed and Carmen sitting on her lap nursing on those huge milky orbs in urgent lusty hunger. It was the most sexual pleasure Victoria had experienced in her entire life. Carmen was going to give her the sexual release she craved. Victoria trailed her hand blindly on Carmen's nipple, pinching it, and moving down to find Carmen's bellybutton, drawing circles around it with her finger. Suddenly Carmen grabbed Victoria's hand and urgently placed it on her pussy. It was the first sexual fondling of a woman Victoria had ever done. Electrical shocks of anticipation ran through Carmen's body. She wasted no time and with similar urgency to Carmen's suckling, Victoria eased her right breast and traded it of the one in Carmen's mouth. It hung garishly free to Carmen's aroused gaze, and she began to suckle violently. She guzzled it down like a greedy pig. Carmen refused to let the tit go and felt in her mouth its huge pink nipple grow hard and erect. She massaged it expertly with her tongue, nearly gagging with all the milk it was producing but refused to stop. This had been even better than she'd imagined. She became aware of Victoria's hand sliding up her inner thigh and on her slit. Carmen opened her legs even wider. Victoria's hand found Carmen's jutting mound of joy, completely bare and awaiting. Her thighs were widespread. Victoria weaved her fingers slowly through the smooth velvety pussy lips of Carmen's sex. They found their target. Strong soft fingers traced a path along a very wet slippery slit. Victoria emitted a faint groan and Carmen sighed in harmony as she continued to quench her sexual thirst on Victoria's spurting teat. Flexible fingers now intentionally and skilfully, as only a woman can, caressed, rubbed and teased Carmen's aroused swollen clit. Then fingers were inside, first one, then two, then three. Probing, shoving, thrusting, and making the lovely squishing sounds of a cunt being finger-fucked. With three fingers inside Carmen's sweet pussy Victoria let the base of her thumb embrace and caress Carmen's all swollen clit. Carmen pawed her way down to Victoria's pussy, and Victoria raised her leg so that Carmen's hand could stroke her cunt also. Carmen's hand snaked its way under Victoria and slipped her fingers into Victoria's smooth mound and delightfully found an extremely wet cunt. Victoria wriggled fingers into Carmen's fiery moist cavern. Carmen groaned and sucked harder on that spurting tit and finger-fucking Victoria's smooth wet cunt with even greater insistence. Their orgasms were closing in at a matching time. Carmen's thighs shot out straight as her thigh muscles contracted and thrust her pussy into Victoria's hand. Carmen sucked violently on Victoria's teat as she spasmed with the arrival of her orgasm. She thrust her fingers in Victoria's cunt up hard and high off the bed as their juices gushed out in unison spasm. Both their bodies were showered over by an ocean of pleasure and lust. Carmen finally fell asleep with a little dried up milk caked at the sides of her mouth. There was a look of bliss in her expression that brought a smile to Victoria's mouth. Victoria and Carmen seemed perfectly made for each other. This young woman had liberated Victoria. Victoria caressed Carmen's long wavy black hair. Once Carmen woke up she'd tell her the good news' that her ex-husband died a week ago. The life insurance policy was still in Victoria's name and she stood to receive a cool five million dollars. That not counting she was still the soul inheritor of Robert's will. Ironically it'd been Robert's idea to make Victoria his testimony of his will, as a show of his love'. That meant that she'd also receive an additional twenty million dollars. She'd buy Carmen all the things she deserved and a whole lot more. Victoria had changed. With the money she was going to receive from Robert she was going to put to very good use. She was going to get even with her father and destroy him the same way he tried to destroy her. She was going to leave him penniless and a pauper. Never again will she let herself fall at the mercy of another human being. But first ... "Carmen." Victoria shook her gently. "Wake-up." "Hmmm?" Carmen rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What is it?" "I'm going to need some help with these." She bounced her juicy breasts up and down in her hands. "Do you think you're up to the job?" Carmen licked her lips in anticipation. Not only was she up to the task in hand she was also going to give that cunt a good licking. They couldn't get enough of each other sexually. They'd finally found true happiness and love.
The End?