#3208: Peru
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A lifelong dream, an ancient wonder, and a guide who makes her forget to look at the view. When Lauren finally visits Machu Picchu, she expects history to be the highlight — until Cisco changes her plans entirely in the most passionate way possible.
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The night before the tour, I was sure I wouldn't sleep. I had travelled to Aguas Calientes the evening prior just to be safe — a lifelong dream was about to become reality, and I wasn't going to risk missing it. The train ride was uneventful, surrounded mostly by tourists, some too loud for my liking. I kept my eyes on the window instead, struck by how vivid the countryside looked, as though the sun shone brighter on this side of the globe than the one I had grown up in.
Once settled for the night, I expected to feel calm. Instead I was nervous — partly afraid that reality wouldn't live up to years of expectation. But I had decided on this tour long ago, and there was nothing left to dwell on. I was going.
The next morning I woke up full of energy. I had done so much research that I almost felt I could give the tour myself, so I hadn't planned on hiring a guide. But once I got off the bus, I found myself glancing at the locals offering the service — mostly out of curiosity, until one caught my attention. It was largely thanks to the man standing beside it. He looked like someone who might have been a warrior in another century — tall, muscular, features angular and sharp. His sign promised to show the unseen side of the ruins, and despite every rational thought telling me otherwise, I walked over and asked for the tour.
His name was Cisco, and he knew exactly what he was doing. He knew which areas to avoid, which entrance would skip the queues. I relaxed almost instantly, grateful to hand over the logistics while I simply took everything in.
I had been afraid the site wouldn't live up to what I'd imagined. I was wrong. Machu Picchu was everything I had dreamed of and more. Standing there, I felt something vibrating beneath my feet — an ancient energy crossing centuries, quiet and powerful, proof that no matter how much time passed, certain places never truly lost their hold on the world.
I tried not to look like a tourist completely swept away, but it was a losing battle. When I caught Cisco watching me with a smile, I felt embarrassed. He assured me it was fine — that if he didn't see these sights as often as his job required, he'd likely be in the same state. I appreciated him for that. And even surrounded by all of this beauty, I couldn't pretend I hadn't noticed how attractive he was.
We spent every moment going over the significance of each location, and it felt wonderful to talk to someone equally passionate about it. My excitement seemed to catch him too, and we were still talking as we reluctantly left the ruins behind.
I was sure our time together had come to an end when Cisco asked if I'd like to join him for lunch. I was surprised, and I thought I saw something more than a casual offer in his eyes — but I didn't let my mind wander too far. I just smiled and said yes.
I expected a restaurant, some local hidden gem. Instead, he took me to his house, promising to cook better than any restaurant could. I felt at ease with him, so I went inside.
The food was extraordinary — made the way locals actually made it, not tailored to tourist palates. We talked all through lunch and kept talking as the afternoon slowly became evening. Time moved effortlessly with Cisco, as though we were made for exactly these long, boundless conversations. And then I felt it — a pull of attraction far deeper than anything I had felt before, one I knew I shouldn't be feeling, but which had already taken hold. By the look on his face, I could tell he felt it too. His eyes moved slowly over me, unhurried, and I felt the heat of the moment settle between us like something ancient and inevitable.
It happened all at once. We moved closer to each other, and our lips locked. It felt exactly how I had imagined it would. I buzzed with energy, my body did too, and I couldn't keep myself from putting my hands on the man in front of me — one who clearly wanted it to happen just as badly as I did. I felt hard muscle under his shirt and couldn't stop myself from exploring further, dipping my hands under the fabric to touch and caress. Cisco didn't hold back either. He grabbed me by the backs of my thighs and pulled me up against his body. I could feel that he was strong enough to hold me in the air without difficulty, but I still felt too unsteady and a little too nervous to simply relax, so I wrapped my legs around him. It was as if that was exactly what he had been waiting for. As soon as he knew I was holding on tightly, while we were still kissing passionately, he carried me to his bedroom.
I felt the heat between my legs, and it only grew stronger as I pressed my thighs around him. It was something I couldn't control — something I didn't want to control — because it had taken over me so completely, leaving nothing behind but this scorching desire I had no intention of walking away from. I moaned into Cisco's mouth, feeling his answer, feeling my back press against the wall. He untangled my legs from around him, and I almost felt regret as he did. I stood on my feet again, and he looked at me with intensity. I knew what we both wanted — what I possibly wanted even more than he did.
Looking at me with that same intensity, Cisco undressed me. I felt good beneath his caresses and touches against my skin. I helped him take off my t-shirt. I moaned when he removed my bra and touched my nipples with his thumbs, making me tense up. With my shorts and underwear gone, all I wanted was to see what he was going to do to me now that there were no more layers hiding me from him — and Cisco didn't disappoint.
When he got on his knees in front of me, I didn't quite know what to expect. When he put one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me up to him, I felt only excitement. But once he lifted the other leg over his shoulder too, I felt a thrill run through me entirely. With my back pressed against the wall, Cisco rose to his full height, holding me with ease while his mouth was right in front of my pussy. For a moment, all I could think about was not falling, but soon his mouth made me forget all about it.
I felt his tongue moving insistently against my slit and thought about just how intense the sensation was. He didn't hold back; he didn't give me gentle, tentative motions. It was pure heat and desire, nothing else. He was giving me everything, and I was very grateful for it. I moaned out, feeling his lips on me, his tongue sucking and licking, making me feel a heat and pleasure I hadn't thought possible. I forgot all about our position and the hesitation I had felt earlier. I kept my hands in his hair, holding on for dear life while he confidently ate me out in a way no one ever had before. I moaned, choking on air, feeling the intensity of pleasure rush through me in waves, taking over me entirely. I didn't know if Cisco could tell, but he kept going, pushing me into a second orgasm before I could even begin to breathe properly.
When he laid me down on the bed with the same ease, I felt far too relaxed to think about anything, but I knew it wasn't over. I rolled onto my back and watched as Cisco undressed and put on a condom. I smiled up at him and spread my legs as he climbed on top of me. I felt his cock slide against my slit, teasing me and making me feel a thrill in a whole new way. I moaned, feeling him slowly push inside of me, though that slowness didn't last long.
Soon, he was holding my legs in the air as he pounded into my pussy, filling it perfectly in a way I could only have dreamed about. I moaned, feeling the heat return once more. I didn't know how he was able to pull all of these sensations out of me, but he did, and I couldn't stop myself from wanting more.
I looked at him, at his sweat-covered torso, and let my mind drift — imagining fires around us, the ruins returning to their former glory, the shrine alive around us as we offered our passion to something ancient and powerful. I felt my pussy tighten around his cock as the fantasy took me deeper into the pleasure I already felt, completely overtaking me.
I moaned, trying to keep my eyes open, trying to see what Cisco was feeling in that beautiful moment as he took me so fully and entirely. But I couldn't hold myself back from the pleasure that was pulling me out of this world and into another.
My legs were shaking, my breathing unsteady, when I felt Cisco's body settle over mine, covering me, our skin touching in every possible way. I caressed his back, smiling to myself.
My trip was definitely a success — in more ways than I could ever have imagined. And I enjoyed every single moment of it.