LORENZO
I lap at her arousal, drinking her in, hot and swollen against my mouth. My cock is painfully hard. I need inside her. She arches, and I look up over her pinkening skin, flushed from the orgasm, muscles locked and tight as she comes, over and over.
Yes, Orina. This is what I can do to you. This is the pleasure I can give you.
She pushes at my head, trying to break free, but I hold firm and push my tongue into her tight wetness, reveling as she contracts around me, her walls undulating as she cries out in fresh release.
I hold her there, thrusting until she’s spent and sobbing, weakened and mine. Only then do I withdraw back and rise over her. Fuck she’s a goddess laid bare, flushed skin, rosy, hard nipples, mouth swollen from my kisses, eyes heavy-lidded and sated. I flip her onto her front. She lets out a squeak as I pull her hips up toward me and bite her pert ass.
“Lorenzo,” she gasps.
“I want inside you.”
She opens her thighs for me, but it isn’t her pussy I want.
“Has anyone fucked your ass yet?”
“What?” She tries to twist, but I press my palm between her shoulder blades and hold her still. “Your ass, Orina. I want it. Can I have it?”
“I…I don’t have any…Don’t we need lubrication?”
“I have what we need.” I grab the tube from beneath my pillow and open it, dribbling some between her ass cheeks. “Relax, Orina. I’m going to touch you with my fingers first.”
Her buttocks flex then relax as I stroke her, then gently prepare her for me, fingers working inside a little. She sucks in a breath, and I pause. “I won’t hurt you.”
“I know.” Her voice trembles.
I spend time on her, touching her until she’s pushing against my hand before coating my cock and pressing the head against her asshole.
She tenses. “Lorenzo…” She sounds uncertain.
I stroke her ass cheek, my cock jumping at the thought of being the first to take her like this. “You set the pace.” I push against her entrance, and she tenses again, so I reach around to stroke her clit with my other hand. She relaxes with a soft gasp, and I enter her a little.
“Oh…Fuck…” She rocks against me.
“Relax, that’s right. A little more.” I work myself in until she hisses. “Oh…It hurts.” She squirms trying to break free, and I grip her hips.
“Relax, Orina. It will pass, trust me. You’re going to feel so fucking good.”
She groans. “Say it again.”
“What?”
“Fucking.”
I repeat the word, and she moans softly. “Damn you. Just fuck me already.” She sucks in a breath as I inch deeper. “Fuck…” I rock back and forth until soft moans fall from her lips, then deeper, eliciting a symphony of gasps and cries until she’s pushing back against me, eager for the invasion.
My eyes roll back, because fuck, she’s tight, so fucking tight, and I need this. I need her.
I lose myself to the rhythm, to the wet heat that slicks over my hand from her pussy as she comes again, then finally find my own release inside her.
She cries out, pressing her mouth to the pillow to stifle the moan that goes on and on, her ass pushing up to take me deeper, jerking in desperation for more as the aphrodisiac in my cum takes control of her body.
“Please…Oh please.”
I touch her pussy, circling her hot clit until she’s gushing and sobbing, her hand flexing and grabbing at the sheets as pleasure rakes its claws through her delectable body.
My cock swells as I imagine being able to fill her pussy and ass at the same time. The pleasure she’d experience then…Yes. That’s something to try soon. We’ll have time, I’ll make sure of it.