Tasting So[m]e o[f] the Local Flavor | 2016

(My second post here, hopefully its not too long. I love the feedback. EDIT: Someone in the comments said that it's pretty far into the story before you learn that I'm a guy, so I just figured I would put it up here that I am male.)

My first year of college was kind of strange for me, mostly because I'd never really left the area that was my hometown (at least not for very long) and being in a big city was something completely new. Luckily, I had a really cool dormmate who didn't mind showing me around, telling me about the bus schedules and things like that. Anyway, a few months into school he found out I had never had a Cuban sandwich (huge Latin/Cuban population down here) and told me the best place to get one.

So that weekend, he drove me this kind of hole in the wall place with a name that roughly translates to "The Local Flavor", apparently. I have to admit, I was a little scared, because we were two white guys in a nice-ish car driving through a poorer Cuban neighborhood. Most of the signs are in Spanish, but luckily he took Spanish in high school because I can barely get past 'Hola'. We pull up to the place, and it's almost like a Western movie as all eyes are on us as soon as we open the door. There were only a few people there, and only a few staff members: an old Cuban lady in the back and two cute Latinas working the bar and the tables. While they were both nice looking, one in particular caught my eye. She was really small, maybe only 5'1", but she had meat on her where it counted. Especially to fill out the sort of stereotypical Latin girl ass. Her dark hair was in a long braid that went down to her waist and a red streak tore through it.

We ate our food and left, and as we drove back, my buddy said he overheard who we'll call Maria talking to the other girl in Spanish, and apparently she had a thing for me. I figured I had to go back to that place.

The next day, I go again, this time on my own. I have a pretty good memory, so I managed to find the place, though it took a lot longer because I was on foot. I felt less conspicuous though, because I was just a guy walking, not drawing attention to myself. I went a bit later in the day and I guess the place was more of a lunch scene because even less people were there. So few in fact that Maria decided to sit with me while I ate, commenting that I came alone this time. We flirted a little, I got her number, and the next day I called her up and we scheduled a date.

It wasn't really much, neither of us dressed up too much (although she obviously knew that tight pants looked great on her) and we mostly just walked around downtown. We talked, I learned that she had been working in some form or another at that place since she was a little girl as it was a family owned and operated business. I managed to borrow my dormmate's car, so we also went on a bit of a drive before I took her home. As much as I maybe wanted to stay out late, I was a little scared to drive around her neighborhood at night, so I made up an excuse saying I had to be in early. She saw right through this because after a few times she jokingly said "The night life around here would eat a white boy like you alive". I laughed it off, but wasn't sure if she was serious.

Finally, she had enough of it, and told me we needed to make a pit stop at the diner. She asked me to drive around back because the place was closed for the day. I stopped the car, and she started giggling and saying something in Spanish. I asked what that was about and her hands just dove at my pants, working to get my dick out. I just sat back and let her do her thing, letting her use both her hands to play with my cock until it got hard. She then took me in her mouth, sucking on the tip while jerking the shaft. I saw her hand reach into her pants, so I thought I'd return the favor by leaning over and reaching my hand down there, feeling how wet she was and playing with her clit. It wasn't long before she recommended we take things inside.

Once inside the kitchen, we quickly stripped down. Maria dug into her purse, producing a condom before slyly smiling and slipping it on me, letting me feel up her tits in the process. She backed up against the island in the center of the room, sort of half getting up on it and motioning me to "come in". I wrapped my arms around her and pressed it, eliciting a moan from both of us. She informed me that she liked it hard, so I tried not to really hold back, resulting in me getting very close, very fast. Fortunately enough, she announced that she was cumming, and afterwards, we switched positions.

She flipped over, giving me a great view of that sexy Latina ass. I don't mean to dwell on it too long, but it was an ass man's dream. Just firm enough, just jiggly enough, nice and bubbly. I couldn't help but giving it a few smacks, kisses and licks before she begged me to continue. I pushed in once again, but despite the little break I gave myself, I was still really close. So I reached around to play with her clit a little, hoping to get her off again. It had the desired effect, and after she yelled out that she was going to orgasm, I told her I was going to cum as well. I pulled out, and ripped off the condom, before jacking myself off to orgasm, spraying my load all over her perfect ass.

I stood there for a bit, admiring my work as it dripped down her thighs, before getting some towels so we could clean up. I drove her home and she gave me a sensual, lingering kiss, telling me to call her later before I drove myself back to my dorm.