Ohhhh
My hips rolled on the bed in pleasure and a cool breeze soflt entered the room, bringing in the smell of rain and making the sheer white curtains flutter. I grabbed the pillow next to my head and moaned wildly. The sound echoing around the big room. He'd been teasing me for almost two hours now...sucking my painfully erect nipples into his mouth and biting gently. He was taking his time with me, and it was pure torture, pure ecstacy.
His mouth wandered down my stomach and his teeth caught at the lace of my thong and he tugged them slowly, all the way off me. He massaged my left leg gently and put it over his shoulder. He turned his head and placed hot, steamy open mouthed kisses on my inner thigh. His fingers ran up my moist seam gently, barely touching me. I let out a little sob as i felt my juices flow down my ass and onto the bed.
"Remon," I whispered, tears pooling in my eyes. "This is wrong."
He ignored me and ever so slowly pushed three fingers into my dripping cunt while he nibbled at the tender skin of my inner thigh. I arched my back, whimpering as i felt my pussy being stretched almost painfully by his fingers. I was so tight. It'd been over thee years since I'd been with a man. After my first, and last, sexual encounter I'd just knew that sex wasn't for me. He was so bad, and i mean horrific. But then I'd met Remon. The sexy spaniard who lived just two doors down from me, owned his own restaurant and had wanted me for over a year. Always there for me. Fixing my car, doing little repair jobs around the house for me when i'd needed it. In the winter he would get up early in the morning before i went to work and he would scrape my car. Then shoveling my driveway. Of course he was always gone when i came out, thinking i was gonna get my car all cleaned up. So i didnt know it was him doing all this untill one day i asked him. And he'd confessed, being unable to lie to me.
Un hombre verdadero nunca miente a su mujer. He would say.
A real man never lies to his woman....
His.
Tonight he had taken me out to dinner, then to a play. He knew I absolutely adored plays.
Remon always respected me, so i could never understand why i never gave him a fair chance. But, tonight, I let my guard down. And here I was, laying sprawled out in his massive bed. This hunk of a man doing wicked things to my body. It was just too much to take in.
"Tan atractivo, perfecto de cada manera."
Oh, did i neglect to mention that he'd been speaking in spanish almost the whole time he was undressing me? Not that i was complaining. His accent was doing wild things to me. Each syllable that escaped his mouth heightened my pleasure. There was something about not knowing what he was saying, putting mystery into the things he did that turned me on.
He pinched my clit between his fingers at the same time he bit sharply at the sensitive skin of my leg. My nails dug into his sheets as a soft scream escaped my throat. My pussy twitched earnestly. His fingers spread my lips apart and he licked me, one hot, smooth stroke of his tongue.
¡COGIDA! He breathed, his hands clamping down on my legs, holding me wide apart as his tongue thrust into my pussy unrelentlessly.
I sucked in a quick breath, almost forgetting to breathe.