Page 95 of Sangre
“I love fucking your mouth, but I’m gonna blow, and I don’t want to, babe.” Placing his hands on the sides of her face, he gently pushed her back. She looked up at him, her lips glistening. He yanked her up and covered her mouth with his, kissing her hard and deep. He kicked off his boots, then threw off his clothes before he watched Isla undress in front of him. Her hard nipples beckoned him, and he came up to her as she shimmied out of her panties, and sucked one of the buds in his mouth while he grazed the other with his thumb.
She buried her fingers in his hair, moaning and squirming under his touch. “So good,” she mumbled.
“Get on all fours on the bed.” He watched her ass sway as she planted her knees on the mattress. “Ass in the air.” She looked over her shoulder and threw him a sly smile then pressed her upper body into the sheets and spread her legs. He was riveted by the firm flesh of her butt. Under the overhead light, he could see her juices glistening between the engorged folds. He licked his lips and climbed on the bed. Taking his index finger, he flicked her clit over and over.
“Fuck me, Sangre,” she moaned.
He chuckled. “You’re impatient, hun.” Flipping on his back, he scooted under her dripping pussy and, with his hands on her hips, he eased her down until she was right above his mouth. He slid a finger inside her then ran his tongue from her wet slit to her swollen clit. Back and forth with his tongue; in and out with his finger. Isla’s guttural groans filled the room.
“I want to fuck your ass, baby,” he said as he kept up his pace on her sex. “Have you ever done it?”
“No,” she panted. “I never trusted anyone enough to do it with.”
“Do you trust me enough?” His free hand squeezed one of her firm globes.
“Yeah, but it better not hurt.”
He chuckled. “It’ll hurt a little, but I’ll go real slow until your ass adjusts to my cock.”
“I hope you have a lot of lubricant.”
“I do, babe. I love knowing I’m your first.” He slid out from under her, and smeared her juices over her ass cheeks then bent down and licked, kissed, and bit them. Running one hand over her smooth globes, he cupped her wet mound with the other. “So fuckin’ tempting,” he said, smacking one of her cheeks with his hand.
She yelped.
“Too hard?”
“No. Harder.”
“That’s what I like to hear, babe.” He smacked again, that time harder. Then his other hand spanked her, and soon he was delivering firm slaps on each cheek in rhythmic order as she moaned and pushed her ass closer to him. With each smack, she got wetter and his dick ached more. Bending over, he soothed the stings to her ass with his tongue while admiring the redness that colored her rounded cheeks.
Leaning back on his knees, he reached over and opened the nightstand drawer and took out a large tube of lubricant. He dipped down and kissed her on the lips then ran his hands down her back.
“You’re sure about this?”
“Yeah,” she whispered. “I’m so hot right now that all I want is you inside me.”
Sangre leaned over her. “I’m gonna fuck your ass and pussy, baby. I’ll have you tearing out your hair,” he whispered. He felt Isla shiver under him.
Dipping his fingers into her wetness, he smeared her own juices as lubricant then slowly inserted his finger into her. She moaned and he pushed in a little farther then pulled out. Opening the lubricant, he smeared it over his dick, and then adding a bit more to his finger, he covered her rosy entrance with it, pushing it inside little by little, making her very wet and slippery. She moaned and wiggled her sweet ass back into his hardness.
He chuckled. “You can’t wait for my cock to come in. And you’re so fuckin’ wet.”
Bending down, he lightly bit her rounded globes then smacked each one a few times until a pale red colored her soft flesh again. He kissed her tenderly then spread her ass cheeks open, and gently pushed in his dick’s head.
She bucked and cried out.
“How’re you doing, honey? Everything okay?” He rubbed his hand over her back in circles.
“It’s burning.”
“Just relax and push down with your sweet ass. If it’s too much, we can try another time. I can get you a butt plug to stretch you.”
“No it’s not bad. Just different. It feels full, but I like it. Keep going.”
He dipped his head down and kissed the back of her neck. “I’ll take it slow.”
He reached his hand under her and stuck two fingers inside her sopping heat, pushing them in and out. He brought his thumb to Isla’s hardened nub and started stroking the side of it as he inched deeper into her tight entry until he was buried up to his balls. Isla moaned between pants, her butt pushing back against him as if she were trying to take more of him inside her. Her muscles were so tight as they molded around him that he thought he was going to blow his load without even moving.
