are about to reach my ass I take them in mine and pin them above his head. Lowering my body onto his and kissing him, thrusting my tongue into his mouth, his fingers lock into mine as his hips gyrate beneath me, pressing his hard cock against me.
I don’t want to mess around with foreplay this time, I’m ready for him now; taking control is such a turn on. I release one of his hands, it instantly flies to my breasts, pulling down the front of the corset roughly and freeing them. In turn my hand is at his crotch fumbling with the button of his trousers before whipping them open and grasping his firm erection.
“I want you” I pant.
“Are you ready?” he asks surprised. In answer I take his fingers from my nipple and push them inside me, letting him feel how wet I am for him.
“You are ready” he grins.
He pulls my panties down, but finds them stuck at the garter clips; he spends a few seconds clumsily trying to unhook them from my stockings before resorting to ripping them off in frustration. Whacking both hands down hard onto my ass making me scream out, “I love it when you do that” I purr. Picking me up by my hips he throws me to one side, standing over me he tugs my panties off down my legs. Matching his vigour I sit up and yank his trousers down, his cock springing out to attention. As I’m there I give it a courtesy lick, not taking the time to tease him now, but instead taking it as deep into my mouth as I can and sucking hard. When I pull away he brings me to me feet, pausing to kiss me before turning me around so his cock rests against my ass.
He bends his knees pushing mine onto the bed, so I’m kneeling on the very edge, then moves his hand to my leg, encouraging them further apart. He comes in close behind me, stroking my hair back away from my neck and biting my shoulder softly. One of his hands reaches around to finger my wet pussy, while he uses the other to push himself inside of me. I don’t think I could ever tire of this feeling; the first time he penetrates me always takes my breath away, the way he fills me completely, fitting inside me perfectly, like we were made for each other.
We start to move against each other, back and forth, but I want more, I want it deeper and harder; I bend forward till I’m placing my hands on the mattress, instant gratification comes as he holds my waist and drives into me with force, I can feel my orgasm building already as he runs his fingers over my ass, “Spank me” I plead.
He doesn’t need to be asked twice, landing his hand squarely on my right butt cheek, the short burst of pain spiking my pleasure, “again” I shout, my pleasure taking over my actions as I push back with fierce intensity. He spanks me again, I’m so close I can barely stand it, “Harder” I command and as he obeys with one sharp smack, I cum; my toes curl, my muscles clench and my legs shake “Oh Carlos” he pulls me up straight against him, his hands tracing up the lace of the corset until they find my breasts, while he circles his hips, waiting for my orgasm to subside.
As soon as my muscles relax he starts building momentum again; I ease back down to my previous successful position, but he places his hand on the back of my shoulder and pushes me down further until my face is flush against the bed, with my back arched and my ass sticking up in the air. If it wasn’t so good I’d be self-conscious right now, but quite frankly I would be willing to do a lot worse if it made me feel even half this good.
He’s pounding into me hard and I’m meeting him stroke for stroke, my fingers clenching the sheet as we descend into animalistic desire, each moving instinctively with the other, Carlos grabbing at my body as we rise to the crescendo. We cry out together, Carlos leaning over me, holding me tightly as we cum together.
Collapsing onto the bed we kiss, staring into each other’s eyes as he caresses my face, “Well Ms. Mavers, aren’t you just full of surprises?”