We were sitting on the couch talking about nonsense watching something nonsensical on television. I was very aware of why Dulce invited me over. The call came at 10:30. The invite came at 10:35. "Wanna come through? I'm just chilling watching TV, bored." She said.
My eyes peeked over at her cinnamon skin and her almond shaped eyes. Her long black hair was pulled into a ponytail. Her curvy hips were squeezed into a tight pair of jeans. It was the variety of denim that accentuated the protruding ass she held. She'd removed the makeup she wore to work, but was sure to keep the lipgloss on. Her full lips hypnotically hinted for kisses and more when she spoke.
"Why are you looking at me? The TV is that way." She pointed.
"Did you ask me to come over to watch TV?"
"Maybe. What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing at all." I smiled and turned my gaze back to the TV.
She smirked.
"Want something to drink?"
I handed her my glass without a word and kept my gaze on the TV.
When she returned, she stood in front of me handing me the glass. I retrieved it and took a sip.
"You're standing in front of the TV." I said.
My eyes stared at her small waist and wide hips. I finally looked up into her eyes.
She smirked and had a seat next to me.
My hands slipped around her waist pulling her to me as my mouth tasted her neck. Her head rolled side to side. Dulce's eyes closed as she enjoyed my warm kisses.
"You're not watching TV." I whispered.
"Neither are you." She smiled with her eyes closed.
I pulled her to a sitting position on the floor, pushed her back to the carpet and kissed her stomach. Her head turned to the TV.
"I'm watching now." She smiled.
I unbuttoned her jeans and let my tongue slide across her waistline as soft purrs escaped her lips. I grabbed the back of her jeans and tugged them, only getting them to the middle of her plump ass before the material paused. Her ass was just too juicy to pull them down. She lifted the weight of her body onto her shoulder blades, arching her back. Her hands pushed her jeans down her hips to her lower thighs.
I kneeled, pulling her jeans from her legs. A pretty pair of beige satin striped panties glistened back at me. The small pink bow in front was whimsical. Her camel toe was urging. Her eyes smiled back at me. She bit her bottom lip.
Looking down my body, my raging erection was poking through the denim of my own jeans. She gazed at it then me...
"What you hard for?" She sassed.
I answered by planting my mouth between her thighs. Her smooth skin was warm on my lips. I kissed her thighs all the way down. My tongue traced her solid thick calves. I separated her legs with the palms of my hands. There was nothing I wanted more than to please her. Her soft mumbles spoke to me and I spoke back to her...with my tongue.
I don't remember how but soon she was naked except for her socks. My tongue touched her honeypot and spread the opening. It slipped higher to her clit and massaged her softly.
"mmmhmm mmmhmm mmhmm" She moaned.
I looked up to see her stomach moving in waves. Dulce's hard nipples poked and greeted the light of the television. Her eyes squeezed tightly as my tongue danced around her throbbing sex. I grabbed her hands and put them on the back of my head pushing my face with them.
I gave her the hint and the joystick.
At first she was shy then she got rid of that bullshit and pushed my head into her warm throbbing sex. She pushed me harder and rocked her hips. She moaned with it. She was enjoying the power.
"Yeah eat that pussy, Fury." She whispered.
I licked softer.
She pushed harder.
I licked softer...teasing her.
She pushed harder.
"Eat that motherfucker, Fury." Her head tossed side to side releasing her hair tie and sending her hair loose.
She was in control and I liked conjuring it from her.
I pushed my mouth closer to her. My mouth licked and sucked at her pulsing point. My manhood raged against my uncomfortable jeans. I took my hands off of her hips, unbuckled my pants and squirmed to push them to my ankles. My hand stroked my throbbing member as I sucked her. When she reached near the place of no return. I backed off. Teased her at the edge of the gates.
Down by my ankles, my fingers pawed at my pocket, retrieved the condom and spread it across my engorged instrument.
I sucked harder, licked faster. Her once dainty hands pressed the back of my head with strength now. Her mumbles, became moans. Her stomach moved in faster waves. Her nipples were stiff as pebbles. Her legs quaked. I knew the moment....
"FFFFFFFUUCkKKKKKKKK!" She screamed with her legs shaking.
Like a wild lion, I leaped forward on top of her. My throbbing manhood slid slowly inside her quickly pulsing honey. She clamped down on me tightly down there. Her sex squeezed me tightly with the strong grip of velvet suction. Dulce shook harder.
"Oh Yes! Deep!" She demanded. Her hands grabbed my ass cheeks and pushed me further.
She wasn't quite ready for what she asked for and screamed when I pressed as deeply as I could go. She wanted more. I gave it to her. Harder and deeper. Her legs flailed not knowing what to do with the pleasure.
I gripped her by the back of the neck and kissed her hard. She sucked her taste from my tongue then speaking into my mouth, wailed for more. I pulled out quickly.
"No. Why'd you take him outtttt." She panted.
Her answer came when she was pulled to her knees.
Her head dropped low, her back arched with it, her ass poked high as I slid deep. She threw her head back as I plunged. Her groans marched in my hears as my manhood filled her sweet velvet. My strong hands took her waist and pounded her with deep fuckstrokes. She needed more and I gave her it even harder. Dulce pushed back against me faster, I took the hint and gave it to her how she wanted it.
The friction of her carpet began to tear at my knees, but I wasn't concerned about myself. The last thing I wanted was for her to stop because she didn't want to walk the streets with rub burned knees. I shifted her weight angling her towards the couch. She took the hint and crawled there with my manhood steadily pumping. She collapsed her breasts against the fabric, her face buried in the seat of the couch, her ass still poking high.
Dulce had these really cute throw pillows on her couch. They looked like Ikea specials. I grabbed them with one hand and put them on the floor.
"There you go."
"Thanks, baby." Dulce moaned as she shifted her knees to the pillow.
As soon as she was comfortable, I gave her a long stroke. She bit the couch, her hands shook and grabbed the seat cushions.
"Yes, like that!" She panted.
My hand slapped her ass as we fucked doggystyle against the couch. She wanted more and I gave her more. Dulce extended her arms, pushed back and buried her face in the carpet. Face down, ass up. My hands gripped her hips as the loud smacking sound of furious fucking commenced. Dulce growled like the lioness devouring her prey. The sweat rolled down my spine. Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I slapped her ass with a stinging red smack.
"Mmmmph" She grunted.
Her head popped up and she turned to look at me with her bottom lip tucked tightly between her teeth.
The carpet was now like razors jutting wildly into my skin. I pulled out and gave her ass a perfunctory slap. She huffed as I stood and walked away with my manhood bobbing with each step. I opened her refrigerator careful not to dick slap any of the other contents and grabbed a bottle of water. I chugged as I returned to the living room.
"Finished?" She tried to shake her hair back into some semblance of order but the style was totally sweated away.
"No. I figured you'd need this." I handed her the bottle of water.
Dulce chugged from it, handed it back and with her mouth still chilled from the water, wrapped her lips around the head of my stiff cock. I fell to my knees as she bent in concert. Her head bobbed as her mouth sucked me. She placed one hand on my chest to control me and another around my member so she didn't gag herself. Her sexy eyes drifted upward, a smile spread across her mouth as she watched my face. My hand reached down and stroked the shaft harder with her hand, she obliged then backed away to watch me stroke myself.
My hand wasn't as good or as soft as hers.
"Uh uh...come back." I pleaded.
She stroked my throbbing chocolate brown flesh quickly,
"You like that? You want more? You feel that?" She purred.
I tried to speak but only grunts escaped my lips. Dulce's hand pushed my chest backward. My back landed against the carpet. Her powerful thighs straddled my body as she stared down at me, Her pretty pussy slid closer to its destination. I reached over and grabbed the pillows.
"So thoughtful." She smiled.
With pillows placed under knees, Dulce slowly took me inside of her. Her eyes closed and a smile rose on her face...then...a grimace...her teeth bit her bottom lip...a bigger smile....a pained expression...she sighed as I reached her ceiling. Her hands gripped my chest as she began gyrating her hips with a lovely rhythm. She worked every spot she had. Her hips shook and swiveled as if she were dancing to Merengue. When she came a litany of curses both in English and Spanish shouted from her lips.
"Don't stop. You're not stopping." I demanded from the bottom.
She smiled slightly fearful as I gyrated from the bottom. My hands controlled her ass motions as I swiveled my hips like the ice cream man making a large cone. I worked her from the bottom for so long my ass cheeks went numb. I tasted her nipples and drove myself deeper arching my back to feel the most of her.
"Ohhhhhh!" She came against me and a juicy mess spread easily down my thighs.
Dulce collapsed against my chest. She stretched her mouth upward and took a mighty bite from my neck as she pumped her clit against my pelvis. I pumped back and felt her body quake with yet another orgasm. Her soft lips extended to my lips and kissed me fully and passionately then she collapsed against my chest. She slowly slid off of my sweaty chest to the floor.
I laid there with my heart thumping and my still erect instrument throbbing below. I decided to give her a moment to recoup and recover. My hand kept me busy. I pulled off the tight rubber with a painful snap and rubbed the engorged head. I wasn't going to be enough. Shifting my weight, I rubbed the soft head of my tool against the soft flesh of her ass. My manhood caressed her soft skin and tingles shot up my spine. It was time for round....whatever.
Then I stopped and listened...a low hiss came from her nose....a huff followed from her lips. She was sleeping.
As she slept, I finished off the water, used the bathroom, collected our clothes in separate small piles and flipped through the channels for some Sportscenter.
She was still sleeping.
I tapped her shoulder. Nothing.
Slipping into the kitchen, I found an old box of cookies and ate a few. As I ate, I watched her from the doorway. Her sexy cinnamon skin rose and fell with her breathing. Her pretty round ass shifted with her body while her hair lay in a mess spread across the carpet. She was sexy and I was lucky to be here. I chuckled to myself at her laying there naked wearing only her socks.
After quite a bit of face kisses, she awoke dumbstruck.
"Where am I?" She whispered.
"On the floor."
"How'd I...Oh!" She laughed.
"You need some help up?"
Dulce raised her head and smiled taking a look at the solid manhood between my legs.
"Yes, but you obviously don't."
They call me The Fury...I leave it all on the floor.