{"id":3685,"date":"2011-12-14T10:00:35","date_gmt":"2011-12-14T15:00:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.cam4.com\/?p=3685"},"modified":"2013-06-26T16:28:20","modified_gmt":"2013-06-26T20:28:20","slug":"gingers-diary-dirty-dancing-with-latin-guy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.cam4.com\/blog\/news\/gingers-diary-dirty-dancing-with-latin-guy\/","title":{"rendered":"Ginger’s Diary: Dirty Dancing with Latin Guy"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>I met Latin Guy through a group of mutual friends. He\u2019s medium height with thick dark hair, dark almond shaped eyes, a slight tan and an even slighter Spanish accent. The first time we met, I noticed right away that he was hot and looked a bit like a South American Jerry O\u2019Connell. When he introduced himself, you could tell the attraction was mutual.<\/p>\n

\u201cHi, I\u2019m Latin Guy\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m Ginger\u201d<\/p>\n

As he shook my hand warmly, he noticed the small ruby studded crucifix necklace around my neck (a gift from my Irish grandma that I rarely take off) and said to me:<\/p>\n

\u201cAh, you\u2019re Catholic too\u201d<\/p>\n

I bit my bottom lip, raised an eyebrow and replied.<\/p>\n

\u201cYep, I\u2019m just a nice Catholic girl\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

He looked at me with a mischievous glint in his eye and said:<\/p>\n

\u201cI bet you are.\u201d<\/p>\n

A few weeks after that night, Latin Guy called me up.<\/p>\n

\u201cCome dancing with me Ginger\u201d<\/p>\n

A few hours later I was in a form fitting, silver sequined dress and a pair of strappy stilletto sandals (an outfit chosen specifically because of the way it hugged my ass, boobs and complimented my long, red hair) having drinks with Latin Guy at a upscale Latin club downtown.<\/p>\n

\u201cCome with me\u201d he said as he grabbed my hand and lead me to the dance-floor.<\/p>\n

Latin Guy and I danced to the pulsating rhythm of the Salsa music, gradually getting closer until our bodies were pressed together. As our hips moved to the sound of the music, our lips met and we began to make-out on the dance-floor. As our make-out session became more intense, Latin Guy grabbed my ass, and I could feel him growing hard.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think I need another drink\u201d I said as I took his hand and led him to the bar.\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Seated at the bar with our drinks in hand, shrouded by the darkness of the club, Latin Guy slipped his hand up my skirt, found his way to my black lace thong and slipped his fingers inside. He started to play with my clit, sending shivers of pleasure throughout my body.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re bad\u201d I whispered to him, already breathless and feeling like I might come at any moment.<\/p>\n

\u201cMe? I\u2019m just a nice Catholic boy\u201d he said as he plunged two of his fingers deep inside me. We were still sitting next to each other on bar stools, but he managed to pull me a bit closer, kissing me while he moved his fingers in and out of my very wet pussy. The bartender and other bar patrons were only a few feet away but Latin Guy continued to finger fuck me until I came, exploding with his fingers inside me.<\/p>\n

\u201cI see you like being bad Ginger. This isn\u2019t over yet\u201d he said as he took my hand, helped me adjust my skirt and lead me to the back of the club. We located the washroom and locked the door behind us.<\/p>\n

We continued to kiss passionately as he lifted me up onto the edge of the sink and I undid his pants. With me perched on the edge of the sink, I was in the perfect position. He slipped his cock inside me and I wrapped my legs around him, holding on for dear life. With each thrust, Latin Guy plunged deeper inside me, my crucifix necklace bouncing on my chest as we moved together. As we both started to come, Latin Guy said to me:<\/p>\n

\u201cAy Dios Mio.\u00a0Ginger, you make me want to do very bad things. Very, very bad things to you\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI think we need to go back to my place\u201d<\/p>\n

(To be continued)<\/p>\n