Black Jewel. Bella Dama

her already hot, juicy nectar. Her body arched up as he tasted her sweetness. He wiggled and thrust deeper into her delicacy. Her moans were loud. And her hips gyrated as if she were hula hooping.

      But to demonstrate his true skills, he bent her knees all the way back ’til they touched the top of the table. He alternated sucking hard and soft on her clit until it became swollen. She pushed his face further in her cream pie. Then after a blowing, fluttering sensation, he heard those words he wanted to hear.

      “I’m cumin’, Baby. I’m about to cum.”

      He wrapped his arms tightly around her thighs and clamped down. Mauricio sucked and extracted everything she had. It made her body quiver and spasm uncontrollably.

      “Mmmm . . . You taste so good, Baby Girl,” he whispered as she pushed his head away not able to handle anymore.

      He stood up and took his towel off. He pulled her back down to the edge of the table. Still high from her orgasm, he slid his manhood inside her making her back arch up again.

      “Yes!” she screamed as she felt him stretching her walls with his ten and a half inches of goodness. She loved the way her feline animal was getting fed. And she contracted her muscles making it feel tighter. But that only made him dig harder, deeper and faster.

      He watched as her eyes rolled back from him pounding her insides. He had his way with her.

      “Fu . . . uck me, Baby. Fu . . . uck me hard . . . der,” she barely said.

      “Whose pussy is this?” he asked as he stroked. “Whose is it?”

      “Tu . . . yo, Papí. Es tuyo. All yours,” she said.

      Mauricio knew that pussy was his and he was working the hell out of it. To the point, she came again.

      Lola got tired of sliding on the table from all their sweat. So, she stood up, took off the lingerie and bent forward resting her hands on the arms of the chair. She cocked one leg up extending a very open invitation to sex her doggy style. He gladly accepted.

      He wrapped his hands around her waist as he slid inside her again. She just held on as he bucked her, fucked her and slapped her on the ass.

      Mauricio was liquored up, so he wasn’t cumin’ any time soon. Lola was his toy and her body was his playground.

      After she came, he pulled her up by her hair and picked her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist. He held her ass cheeks as he rocked them back and forth allowing her labia to touch the base of his dick. He wanted that kitty cat to purr.

      As he delighted her g-spot, she threw her head back yelling his name. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she came again . . . and hard.

      However, Mauricio didn’t stop. He carried her to the sofa where she sat on top of him backwards. He cupped her C-sized breasts as she leaned back gripping the couch. She gyrated on him working her hole, letting him have it. His words now became slurred, sexual and vulgar.

      “Whose dick is this, Papí?” she asked turning the tables.

      “It’s yours, Baby Girl. It’s all yours.”

      They sexed for about another hour. Then finally in doggy style position, he was ready to release his inhibitions.

      “I’m cumin’, Baby. I’m cumin’,” he yelled.

      He pulled out and came really hard. So hard that he hunched over her for a few seconds trying to catch his breath. Good thing the sofa was there to catch him. He was weak and tired and knew he had put in work.

      They lay there still, trying to control their breathing.

      “Damn, Baby Girl,” he said in a low tone.

      “I’m sorry, Honey.”

      “For what?”

      “For digging my nails into you.”

      “It’s all good.”

      “I couldn’t help it, Baby. You felt so good.”

      “Me? I was tryin’ to rip your fuckin’ insides out cause of how good you felt.”

      Lola couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re crazy,” she said.

      Mauricio eventually got up to get water. And Lola had to pee. Mauricio heard her fussin’ and went to check on her.

      “You aight?” he asked concerned.

      “Yeah . . . I’m good.”

      He laughed at her as her urine trickled out.

      “Well, I’m not done wit you yet,” he said walkin’ out smiling.

      “Oh, I know.”

      “Jus’ checkin’.”

      Lola sat there shaking her head, thinking “I’m a glutton for punishment.”

      When she returned to the dining room, he was sitting at the table eating more fruit. There was a glass of water waiting for her. She sat and joined him.

      “Baby . . . I have a question,” she said.

      “Yeah.”

      “Can I see your sex room?”

      “I don’t care,” he said taking her by the hand.

      They walked to the back bedroom. When he opened the door, she saw a bed and an armoire. Walking in a little further, she saw some type of seat contraption, a stripper pole with lights around it, a swing and some rope hanging. She didn’t even want to know about the rope.

      She opened the armoire and saw a stock pile of toys and items, new in the package like dildos, anal beads, vibrators, edible lotions and handcuffs. He never used the same toys on his women.

      Then, she saw a collection of home made DVDs and photo albums. When she opened one of the albums, each page had a pair of panties with the girl’s name and a number next to it. Not a phone number, but a number value ranging from one to ten, ten being the best. Lola just laughed as she closed the book and left.

      With Mauricio right behind her, he asked, “Are you sure you’re aight? You not gon’ flip out later, are you?”

      She motioned for him to pick her up. “That wasn’t the first place I saw when I came to your house. You took me to your bedroom. So, I know you have a little more respect for me than those other girls. So, I’m good, I promise,” she said caressing his face.

      “Ok,” he said nodding.

      “Besides . . . I can show you better than I can tell you just how fine I am,” she said flirtatiously.

      “Oh yeah . . .” he said smiling.

      He carried her into his bedroom. She got down and pushed him on the bed. She spread his legs open and started at his inner thighs. The sucking and biting aroused him.

      Then, she flipped her hair over onto his stomach as she positioned herself over his love stick. She started at the bottom and worked her tongue up. Her mouth then covered his circumcised head. She flicked her tongue on it, frolicking his hole. Then, her mouth traveled back down to the base of his cock, deep-throating it. She lubed him up as her hand stroked up and her mouth went down. She jacked him harder and faster according to the wildness of his hips. The slurping sounds intensified his arousal. He was going crazy as she devoured him.

      Then, he quickly jumped up and pushed her off of him. He didn’t want to cum yet. So, he threw her on the bed and got on top. He banged her like a jack rabbit, making her scream.

      They were at it all night.

       Chapter 12

       BBQ at Lola’s

      Lola woke up in Mauricio’s arms again. This time, she was sore as hell. Even he complained of soreness.