Zach made it through the morning, though desultorily doing his sets while telling himself that he needed to get serious about training, despite the temptations of the flesh that seemed to surround him.
To Krista’s delight, lunch was at Mamacita’s, around the corner from the dojo, and they were introduced to pirarucu de casaca, a popular dish widely eaten in the region. It is made with the pirarucu, a famous Amazonian fish, one of the largest fresh-water fish in the world, olive oil, cassava flour, and many other ingredients, and it was delicious.
Krista realized that she was interfering with Zach’s training, reminding herself that her job was to document his life, not use him as her personal fuck toy, though it was hard to resist. She’d never met a man who was as accommodating as he seemed to be. She always tended to overwhelm and drive off men, her needs outweighing their ability or willingness to satisfy, not usually concerned with them as people, but more as sources of her carnal satisfaction. She contented herself after lunch with a 69, sucking him off while cumming non-stop as he ate her pussy, then letting him sleep until the afternoon workout.
Zach was pleased to actually run the entire distance in the afternoon, though it was painful, and was determined to focus more on what he was there for.
“I’m going to take you to dinner tonight,” Krista announced when he arrived back at the apartment after his run.
“Sounds great,” Zach agreed as he stepped into the shower. “What’s the occasion?”
“I’m feeling a bit guilty, ashamed,” Krista replied. “I’m supposed to be documenting your life, not trying to get you fucked to death. I know it’s only been a couple of days, but I’m screwing up your ability to work out and train and you’ve been waiting for a month to be able to get back to it. So dinner’s on me as a sort of apology.”
“I never thought a woman would apologize to me for bringing another hot woman over to fuck me,” Zach laughed.
“Fuck us, you mean,” Krista corrected with a smile. “She really was delicious.”
“She really was,” Zach agreed.
“I asked Juliana what would be the best place to take you and she told me about Banzeiro,” Krista explained as the caught a taxi. “She said it’s supposed to be one of the best restaurants in Manaus. I told her if it was any good, that we’d bring her one night.”
“And she’ll be the dessert?” Zach asked.
“That sounds perfect,” Krista laughed.
Zach chose the Uarini River tucunare (peacock bass) fillet with marinated sauce, broccoli rice, and butter-cooked vegetables, while Krista opted for the tongue-tingling smoked pirarucu fish with coconut milk, banana, nuts, and rice. At the waiter’s suggestion, they had a Brazilian wine with dinner, a Pizzato, Legno Chardonnay, Serra Gaucha, Vale dos Vinhedos, creamy and delicious with a lot of oak flavors, perfectly complementing the dinners.
True to her word, Krista took it easy on Zach for the next couple of days, contenting herself with a 69 after lunch and only fucking him twice during the night. As a result, Zach’s workouts improved and he actually finished the morning run next to last, only Rosa finishing behind him, much to her chagrin and everyone else’s laughter.
When Krista arrived at the dojo, she was shocked to find Zach sitting in a chair with Rosa kneeling in front of him sucking his cock while everyone gathered around to watch. Juliana explained that they had made a bet: the first person to finish behind Zach on a run would have to suck his cock in front of the group.
“What if one of the guys had lost?” Krista asked as Rosa’s nostrils flared, her eyes widening as Zach came, cum leaking from the corners of her mouth as she valiantly gulped it down, finally sitting back licking her lips and panting for breath when she had sucked him dry.
“That’s why they ran so hard,” Rui replied with a laugh. “We had some of the fastest runs that we’ve had.”
“Is it going to be like this every time you run?” Krista asked.
“No, that wouldn’t be fair,” Rui replied. “It’s a one-off, otherwise Rosa with her short legs would always be last.”
“I’d call that losing is winning,” Krista said. “I’d lose every time if I knew that it meant that I got to suck a cock at the end.”
They were just finishing lunch, once again at Mamacita’s, though this time they had tambaqui, another popular, fresh-water Amazonian fish. Tambaqui usually eats fruits and jungle seeds, so its meat is very tender and delicious. Eating it grilled, the most popular way, was a gastronomic treat.
“Zach, will you get a few gallons of drinking water for us?” Krista asked.
“Sure,” Zach replied.
“And we could use another towel,” Krista said.
“Okay,” Zach replied.
Zach had to go to another shop other than the one selling the water to find a towel, finally opening the door to the apartment and stopping in his tracks, staring at Krista facing him, sitting reverse cowgirl on Rui’s lap, her feet up on his thighs, his thick black cock filling her pussy as she rose up and down on it, her fat, bulging clit sliding along the shaft while her long inner lips clasped his cock, their pale pinkness a stark contrast to the ebony blackness of his cock, her patch of fiery-red hair seeming to glow.
“I started without you,” Krista said, not missing a beat as she slid her pussy up and down on Rui’s glistening cock.
“So I see,” Zach said, entering the apartment and setting the gallons of water down before taking a seat facing the sofa.
“Does it turn you on to watch me?” Krista asked, pounding her pussy up and down on Rui’s thick black cock, her eyes on Zach’s which were on her pussy.
“It’s pretty hot,” Zach conceded, rearranging his rapidly hardening cock in his jeans.
“Show me your cock,” Krista panted as she continued to fuck Rui. “Take off your clothes.”
Zach’s cock was standing straight up in front of him, throbbing in time to his heartbeat as he watched Krista fucking Rui.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Krista said, lifting herself off of Rui’s cock, her pussy gaping open as she struggled to her feet.
Rui gave Zach a sheepish grin as he stood up, his cock thicker and glistening with the sheen of Krista’s pussy juices, though not as long as Zach’s. In the bedroom, Krista dragged Rui onto the bed, climbing on top of him in a 69, surprising Zach by easily taking his entire cock into her mouth as Rui began to feast on Krista’s sopping pussy.
“Not yet,” Krista said, lifting her mouth from Rui’s cock when she felt him getting ready to cum. “I want to feel you cum in my pussy,” she said, rolling off of him and pushing Zach onto his back from where he had been laying next to them on his side watching the action.
Zach felt his cock disappear into Krista’s mouth and throat at the same time that she lowered her pussy onto his mouth, her juices flowing onto his tongue as he jammed it up into her.
“Fuck me now, Rui,” Krista gasped after a couple of minutes.
Zach lay back, his eyes wide as he watched Rui’s thick black cock easily fill Krista’s pussy. Almost immediately Krista’s pussy juices began to drip from her clit onto his face, then his tongue when he extended it, loving the tangy flavor. He could see her fat, bulging clit sliding along the shaft of Rui’s cock as he fucked her and lifted his head so that he could tease it with the tip of his tongue, eliciting a moan as her body spasmed in orgasm, even more juices dripping from her pussy as she came, Rui’s cock continuing its relentless plunging in and out of her.