A Brazilian Welcome

Jackie’s mother greeted her with a smile and a letter when she returned home from high school that day in late January. It was Jackie’s sophomore year, and she had applied for a scholarship to study abroad. All through school, Jackie had studied Portuguese until it became her life. She hurriedly ripped the envelope and pulled out the letter. Sure enough! She’d been accepted in the exchange program to study in Brazil. She would be staying with a Brazilian family, named Macros outside of Salvador.

As she would be leaving on June 23, Jackie prepared carefully for her trip, trying to remember the little things necessary in a foreign country. She also studied about Salvador, learning it was formerly the capitol of Brazil and its people were extremely friendly.

At the airport when her mother hugged her goodbye, Jackie cried but also looked forward eagerly to the new land. Her heart beat with anticipation of what would greet her.

The next morning, Jackie stepped out of the lumbering jet to the welcome of a mild morning. The weather was a bit cloudy, but the air was extremely humid, causing her clothes to hug her body closely. Once through customs, she eagerly scanned the lobby for the Macros family. They had written and promised to meet her. A small dark-skinned lady approached her and asked, “Jackie?” Jackie smiled and shook her head in affirmation.

They met up with the rest of the family, and climbed into the large Chevrolet. Soon they were home, and Jackie had met and talked with her new adopted relatives. Her Portuguese was a bit choppy, but she found she could communicate pretty well.

She shared her room with her “sister”, Roselia. Roselia was also dark skinned, with shoulder-length black hair. Her teeth were pearly white, always obvious because of her “Janet Jackson” smile. They became close friends, talking of each other’s country.

As each week went by, Jackie became more acquainted and familiar with her surroundings. The people were extremely friendly. Jackie found the “boys” especially fun, and she and Roselia drew many whistles when shopping downtown.

They both entered school later that year. The school was private and only for girls. This was a bit disappointing, but the weather had started to warm up even more, and the rains slowed down.

Their teacher organized them in a semi-circle. They all sat down and looked to the front, as the teacher introduced each, having them stand and say their name. The class was a bit more interested in Jackie, asking questions about Hollywood and Disney- land. One girl across from her, Maria, just stared at her. She had dark brown eyes and was very bronzed, like most Brazilians. Her hair was a bit shorter than Roselia’s, but was extremely beautiful and full.

School went on, and the studies intensified, but Jackie found the challenge enticing. Roselia and Jackie studied together, sharing ideas and helping each other.

One day when they were reading in class, Jackie felt someone looking at her. She glanced up to meet Maria’s gaze. Maria glanced back down to her book, and Jackie continued with hers. Wondering why the other girl was always watching her.

The next day, Maria arrived in a short yellow mini-skirt, allowing an extended view of her dark and shapely legs. Her blouse was white and covered her breasts tightly. She smiled at Jackie, saying hello, and sat down at her desk. Later that afternoon, as they studied their texts, Jackie dreamily looked down at the floor, half-thinking of home. She noticed Maria’s legs move and stared. Half in a trance from the warm air and lecture, Jackie followed the curves of Maria’s calves and followed them up to her thighs. Her stare then returned back to her feet and back again. This went on for a time. Maria’s legs crossed again, startling Jackie out of her sleepy reverie and she glanced up, only to find Maria’s eyes fixed on hers.

Blushing, Jackie yanked her eyes back to her book, studiously following along with the instructor. Her cheeks were burning with embarrassment at being caught looking at her classmate that way.

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Each day Maria seemed to make a point of greet Jackie when she arrived. Roselia commented that it was good she was making friends.

Several days later, Jackie again felt Maria looking at her. Jackie tilted her head just a bit, allowing her to barely see Maria through her golden locks. Maria’s eyes were fixed on Jackie’s legs. They seemed to trace every curve of her lightly tanned skin. Jackie felt a bit nervous, but did not cross her legs, wondering for a moment about what Maria was thinking. As Maria continued to watch Jackie’s legs, Jackie felt a shudder go through her spine. It was a wonderful feeling.

Jackie had never had a boyfriend. Sure, she had dated before, but never had she found time to devote to just one boy. She momentarily thought about Maria and how the other had made her feel, just because she had been staring at her legs with a longing look in her eyes. Jackie wondered…

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Each day seemed to get hotter, the sun blared down from above. The fans managed to cool down the room to a comfortable level, but one day the electri- city failed. The fans slowed to a halt, and the temperature quickly rose. Jackie felt her perspira- tion draw her clothes against her skin. She glanced across, noticing Maria’s white blouse draw against her pointed nipples. As the temperature continued up, the instructor moved the class outside, under the trees. Jackie sat down next to Roselia, and Maria sat across again. Roselia complained of the heat and the instructor continued with the lesson.

Maria leaned against a bench, holding her book in her lap. She glanced at Jackie and lifted her knees up, leaving her feet flat against the grass. Jackie noticed Maria’s skirt fall down her thighs revealing Maria’s moist legs even more. Then, Maria’s legs relaxed, spreading just a little. Jackie caught a glimpse of white lace through the opening, contrasted against Maria’s dark thighs.

She caught her breath when Maria looked into Jackie’s eyes and rolled her hips, causing her panties to shift. Jackie blushed profusely, but in excitement, shifted her own legs into a position to reveal her lighter thighs to Maria. Jackie continued to glance at Maria’s panties, but never again met her eyes all that day.

The next day, Maria invited Jackie over to study. She looked at Roselia as if questioning. Roselia said she wanted to catch a new movie with her boyfriend, so Jackie accepted.

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Maria’s house overlooked the bay. It stood on a large hill and was surrounded by a large estate. A servant opened the door, quite common in the richer communities of Brazil, and the two walked up to Maria’s room.

Inside the room, they talked a bit about their teacher and opened their books. A little later Maria pulled open a photo album of a trip their family had taken to France, and excitedly explained to Jackie the sites.

While Jackie continued to study the photographs, Maria walked to her closet and chose some shorts and a blouse. She pulled off her sandals and pulled her skirt down, lifting her legs out of the skirt one at a time. The yellow shorts soon clothed her body, and in a single motion Maria grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head, revealing her large breasts held captive against the white lace brassiere. The brassiere appeared perhaps a bit small for her size, and her breasts were forced against each other. Jackie’s stare was met by Maria as she finished pulling off her shirt. Quickly returning to the photos, Jackie attempted to hide her embarrassment… and her arousal.

They studied for about an hour, when Maria’s mother called them down for dinner. Jackie met the family and sat down to eat at the feast prepared. After dinner, Maria’s brothers asked Jackie if she wanted to join them for a swim. Maria smiled at Jackie, and they both agreed. Upstairs, Maria handed Jackie a red French cut swimsuit. Jackie asked where to change, but Maria said she’d be fine in her room, while removing her own clothes to slip on a yellow bikini.

Taking a deep breath Jackie quickly pulled her blouse off and as she pulled it over her head, Maria reached around, unclasping her brassiere. Jackie’s nipples hardened and Jackie felt her stomach tighten up. Slowly she removed her skirt and panties, and Maria helped her put on the red suit. The cut rose up at a steep angle from her crotch, showing the full outline of her legs. They grabbed their towels and headed outside.

The water felt good, like a warm bath. They played some water games. During “Marco Polo”, a game where one closes his eyes and chases after the others voices attempting to tag a person, Maria chased after Jackie’s laughter. Just before the tag, Maria’s eyes opened and her hands came down across Jackie’s chest. They laughed it off, and later that evening, Maria’s father took Jackie home.

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The two girls became closer friends, and studied often. One day when they were studying with no one around, they went down to the kitchen to make some snacks. Maria, dressed in her yellow mini-skirt and a turquoise blouse, scooted over and grabbed a stool. She climbed up to get to the top cupboard, reaching over head. Her blouse raised up out of her skirt, and the yellow skirt inched up to her thighs. The stool teetered and Maria asked for Jackie’s help. Jackie stepped over to the stool and grabbed the top step. She looked up, her nose rubbing against the lace of Maria’s panties.

Maria looked around and smiled, adjusting her panties under her skirt. Looking down, Maria could see Jackie’s cleavage and smiled as Jackie looked up at her. Laughing, Maria jumped off the stool, her hair billowing up. Maria told Jackie to sit up on the counter edge.

Confused, Jackie never the less climbed up on the edge and watched as Maria pulled off Jackie’s saddle shoes and began to rubbed the insole of her feet. Taking one foot full in her hand, Maria massaged her foot and rubbed up to her calf.

To Jackie’s amazement the Brazilian girl sucked her large toe, tonguing the tip. Slowly, her hands edged up to her thighs. Jackie closed her eyes and leaned back on her elbows. Inside, her stomach quivered. Never had she felt this good. Maria softly kissed her thighs, lingering with her tongue.

Continuously she rubbed Jackie’s thighs. Lifting the front of Jackie’s skirt, Maria reached in and rubbed along the top of Jackie’s while lace panties. Her forefinger encircled the belly button, and Maria’s mouth returned to Jackie’s thigh. Slowly, juices from Jackie’s cunt edged out, wetting the panties.

Maria, smelling the other girls arousal, smiled and slowly reached up under Jackie’s blouse. Her hands crawled up Jackie’s flat stomach, encountering the bottom edge of Jackie’s brassiere. As she continued to massage Jackie’s tits under the blouse, Jackie leaned back still further, her head tilted backwards on the counter. Maria stepped in between Jackie’s spread legs, and ran the tips of her fingers along the edge of the brassiere. Jackie reached towards Maria’s hands and gently urged them still higher. Her nipples now urging upward, Jackie moaned quietly.

Encouraged by the obvious enjoyment that Jackie was receiving, Maria cupped Jackie’s breasts in her two hands, and slid toward the middle of the brassiere, unfastening it. The brassiere spread away from Maria’s hands, sliding across Jackie’s breasts and over her nipples. Maria drew circles around the breasts, closing them tighter until reaching the nipples.

Almost without thing Jackie reached up and cupped Maria’s hanging breasts in her palms.

Pulling her hands out from underneath Jackie’s blouse, Maria edged Jackie’s shirt up, drawing it over her head.

Jackie’s breast felt cool to the exposed air. She breathed in and felt a warm feeling throughout her body.

Maria flattened her hands against Jackie’s side and slid them down to her skirt. Jackie raised her hips, allowing the skirt to slide down to her feet, her now wet panties filling the air with its fragrance.

Maria pulled her blouse off, revealing her own nipples poised against the lace of her brassiere. Through the dainty lace of the fabric, Jackie viewed the outline of the nipples against the lighter flesh of Maria’s tits. Then, reaching down, Maria pushed her skirt down to the floor. Stepping out of it, Maria returned her attention to Jackie’s questioning gaze.

Maria knelt down, and her nose approached Jackie’s crotch. Gently she nudged against the wet lace. Her mouth edged upwards and carefully bit into the panties, gently pulling the fabric away from Jackie’s pelvis and exposing the girls cunt. Jackie again closed her eyes, only tightly this time.

Maria continued to nuzzle and play with Jackie’s panties, waiting until her hips began go move, showing her pleasure. Maria pulled Jackie’s panties down to her feet and felt the small hairs on her nose. Maria’s hands cupped around the others thighs, moving up and until her thumbs encountered Jackie’s cunt lips. As Maria gently moved her thumbs back and forth along Jackie’s opening, Jackie slowly rocked her hips up and down. She couldn’t help herself she pulled Maria’s head against her cunt, and gasped in as Maria reached out with her tongue.

Slowly, Maria licked Jackie’s moist cunt-lips, spread by Maria’s thumbs, and urged on by Jackie’s moans of pleasure. Her tongue licked against Jackie’s clitoris, causing the girl to arch sharply upwards. Maria held firm, tantalizing Jackie by slowly flicking Jackie’s clitoris with her tongue. As the girls moans became louder, Maria pushed her tongue deeper into Jackie’s twat, slowly sucking against her crotch. Shuddering, Jackie felt a wonderful release from within, and felt an urge to pull back. Yet Maria continued to urge Jackie on with her sucking motion.

Jackie reached down to Maria’s shoulders, pulling down the straps of her brassiere. Maria grasped Jackie’s buttocks, and tantalized her clitoris again.

Continuously, Maria urged Jackie on still further, causing Jackie’s hips to again respond. Again the girl felt an overwhelming feeling fill her insides, only to be released in incredible ecstasy.

Maria climbed up along Jackie’s side on the counter, and Jackie gratefully inched Maria’s bra down across her breasts. Maria’s tits popped upwards as the brassiere released them. As Maria reached forward undo the front of the bra, Jackie pulled at Maria’s panties, urging them down to her feet. Maria drew Jackie against her, their breasts meeting. Jackie felt Maria’s nipples push against hers, hugging her friend closer.

Without a word, Maria straddled Jackie’s up- raised leg, and rubbed her cunt back and forth against her thigh. As she did so, Jackie rubbed Maria’s swaying breasts, in the same motion… and Maria slowly moaned.

Jackie then pulled back, and bashfully began to rub Maria’s pussy. Maria rubbed her own tits, and pushed her cunt against Jackie’s hand. Jackie’s fingers rubbed against Maria’s clitoris, causing Maria to gasp. Now fully lubricated, Jackie’s fingers easily slid up inside Maria’s twat. Back and forth Jackie jerked her fingers, rubbing Maria’s clitoris with her thumb. Maria began to moan louder, and felt her own climax approaching. Maria pulled Jackie’s head down to her pussy, and at the same time, positioned her mouth over Jackie’s cunt. As Maria sucked against Jackie’s clitoris, Jackie hesitantly licked Maria’s.

Maria felt her insides tighten, sucking harder against Jackie. Soon Jackie felt herself on the edge again too. Maria hung on while both rocked against each other. Feeling Jackie begin to shudder, Maria orgasmed herself. The shudders went through each other’s bodies, and both Maria and Jackie collapsed in sated exhaustion.

After recovering the young women helped each other with their clothes. Forgetting about the snack, they returned to Maria’s room. They didn’t say much, thinking about what they had just done to each other. The front doorbell sounded, and Jackie reached for her books. In gratitude, Jackie thanked Maria for being such a good friend, and both returned down stairs.

The girl’s began to spend more and more time together. Maria was at the airport when it was time for Jackie to go home. They bid each other tearful good-byes, and kissed.

Jackie would never forget her year in Brazil…