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I simply answer, “yes, ma’am.” And do as I’m told.
PRESENT DAY - Zina
Mateo, eating my pussy is a completely unique experience. The man is famished. He licks between my folds, over my labia. Sucks, tongues and grazes my clit. Finger and tongue-fucks me. All the while groaning loudly against my trembling flesh. My juices drip like an open faucet, the wet sounds filling the room, heightening my arousal.
“Oh, God!” I yell out.
Mateo lifts his head from between my legs, his lower face glistening with me, his magical mouth hooked up on one side in a cocky grin.
“Just Mateo is fine.”
I let out a ragged giggle, and he winks before standing up, looming over me. His impossibly wide shoulders block the daylight pouring from the floor-to-ceiling windows. He looks like a fucking giant.
“You’re on the pill?” he asks, while his big, manly hands undo his belt. Hypnotizing me with the way the tattoos of flames play over his skin.
I shake my head, mouth dry, eyes riveted to the movement of his hands. “I haven’t been with anyone in years. Was no need,” I explain.
Mateo nods and the cocky grin that takes over his beautiful features is worth every single lonely minute I’ve endured away from him.
“I’ve never been with anyone ungloved, sweetheart. I’m clean. And all fucking yours.”
By the time he finishes, Mateo sits back next to me and grabs me by the waist. He moves me to straddle his lap, positioning me right above his open fly.
Fuck, I love how big and strong he is. Love that he can so easily move my big ass around. He makes my big girl self feel dainty.
“Pull me out,” he rasps, dark eyes blazing.
I rest my weight on my knees and fumble with his fly with trembling hands. Mateo studies me with hooded eyes, sprawled back on the couch, his large body still mostly clothed.
“Your shirt,” I demand in a throaty voice.
He instantly complies, reaching between his massive shoulders and dragging the fabric over his head, buttons popping and flying around us. I watch in fascination, torn between the need to finish liberating the pulsating steel pipe I can feel in his slacks and my desperation to just take a moment and enjoy the glorious view of Mateo’s magnificent tattooed chest. Smooth, golden tan skin, marked by scars. Strong, defined muscles. From his bulging pecs and biceps, to his rock-hard abs. Absolutely magnificent. I want to trace every line with my tongue. Taste him, bite him, feel the softness of his velvety skin over his solid muscles.
Mateo pulls me out of my trance with a rumbled, “this gon’ be over before it starts if you keep staring like that, sweetheart.”
I swallow the lump in my throat.
“How am I staring?”
Mateo’s crooked grin sets the butterflies in my stomach into a riot.
“Like you’re fucking starved for me.”
I feel my face heat.
Mateo cups the side of my face in one of his huge hands and straightens to press his delicious lips to mine. Then he barely pulls back, mouth still on mine, and whispers, “I’m fucking famished for you. Can’t wait to feel your tight cunt around my dick again.” He peppers my mouth with kisses as he speaks. “Can’t fucking wait for you to suck me in.” He nips at my jaw, pulling a long, tortured moan from my abused lips. “Pull me out now, sweetheart,” he commands.
I finish undoing his fly with trembling fingers. Pull down his jeans and run my hand over his thick erection.
I palm him, running up and down, mouth connected to his, our tongues already fucking.
“You need to get going, sweetheart. Or I’m taking over.” My eyes glaze over, my expression making Matt chuckle.
I find it in me to giggle before returning to my task. I pull Mateo out of his underwear, and my jaw falls slack. He’s even bigger than in my poor virgin memory. The man is fucking hung! A beautiful, long, thick, heavily veined cock springs out of the black cotton. The head is large, round and perfectly shaped. My mouth is watering, salivating at the thought of returning Mateo’s favor. I want nothing more than to take him in my mouth. Lick him from base to head. Suck on the thick head. Slurp the pre-cum dripping from his slit. Trace over the thick veins with the tip of my tongue. Push him as far down my throat as I can. Moan around him, make him feel the vibrations and add to his pleasure. I lick my lips and swiftly leave Matt’s lap, going down on my knees between his parted thighs. He’s sprawled back on the cushions. Eyes incandescent. I can tell he will not indulge me for long, so I lean and take my first taste. Fuck! He tastes sweet, tangy, and fucking amazing. His skin is soft, the muscles under, hard as rock. I take in the head and, raising my gaze to my man’s, I sink in as far as I can go, never breaking eye contact. My throat contracting around his hardness, my mouth dripping with saliva, my eyes stinging with tears, but I keep pushing. Till I’m choking on the base of his big dick.
Mateo watches me with fascination, his hips involuntarily pushing small jerks into my mouth. I let him out, long strings of spit connecting my mouth to his delicious cock.
“Dirty girl,” he purrs, eyes ablaze. “So fucking beautiful.”
