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Carmine pulled out of her and watched her face turn to a pout. He yanked her from the table, roughly pulling her to him until she stood face to face with him, her feet now planted in the cooling sand. Carmine took her by hair, at the nape of her neck and pulled her face to look up at him.
"Beg me." His eyes, a pale blue, were lit on fire and burned of an intensity she had not seen till now. She smiled at him cooly, saying nothing, hiding the turmoil of need inside her for him. She could play too, she told herself. She lightly took his face in her hands and pulled his mouth to hers. Her touch was delicate, a betrayal of her body's ache. Carmine closed his eyes, hid the fire from her and felt his lips touch hers, felt his mouth open, her tongue implore him softly, a soft flick, a light touch to tell him she was his, but not just yet. She was teasing him.
He turned her from him, and she caught herself with her hands against the table as he pushed her forward. Her ass pushed back against him, wriggling and tantalizing his cock. His hands held her at her shoulders, then traced long fanned snakes down her back. He watched her skin react to his touch with shuddering goose bumps. She spread her legs, stepping sideways, and as her final act, arched her back, sticking her ass high as she could in the air. She accentuated the curve by raising her shoulders, titled her head back cock-eyed and looked back to watch his reaction.
He grunted. Closed his eyes, exhaled, and ran his hands softly across her ass, allowing his eyes to be confined to his fingertips, feeling to see what his mind told him was not real. He ran his fingers back up her back, taking her hair delicately in his hands, examining it, searching for evidence of the mirage that must be taunting him. She was magnificent. Faustino and her tag-a-long boyfriend disappeared to him, faded into the canvas backdrops of the cabana and Carmine memorized the lines and turns of her body the way he had the colors of Cabo.
As the sun lingered a moment, over the infinite expanse of a darkened ocean, before it made its descent into the invisible, Carmine found that he was humming, softly, perhaps to the sticky music emanating from the cabana, or to something else, to the tune of the Siren who lay before him, bent over his very table, enticing him to experience a woman who had existed only in the waking moments of the half-light. He was mesmerized by her beauty. He lost his soul to her by her sensuality.
"Sam..." she whispered as she looked back at Carmine, "...Sam, are you gonna watch him fuck me like a little whore? Huh, Baby? Do you like to watch him..." she turned to eye her boyfriend with a sinister tease, "...make me moan like you never have?"
Sam swallowed hard.
She reached behind her and began to rub her asshole in a circular motion. "I know how much you like to fuck my ass. I'm not sure I can even fit him inside me. My ass is so tight, he'd stretch me out so far...mmmmm..." she pushed a finger inside and Sam gulped again, staring at his woman as she taunted him. "I think he's gonna make me cum harder than I've ever cum before..."
Sam grunted, snarling a little.
Carmine reached up and gripped her hair at the scalp like a he would tear at a clump of grass. He pulled her head back and stared at Sam, a half crooked smile woven across his square jaw, "Beg me."
She said nothing, only moaned softly.
He smacked her ass, a jolt of electricity shot through her body and she winced at the sting. "I know what you want. You know I know it. Now fucking beg for it." Carmine hissed in her ear.
"Are you gonna moan like a slut for him? You gonna make me watch you get your ass pounded by that monster cock of his?" Sam found his voice, shaking with a mix of anger and lust.
Carmine rubbed the head of his dick against her ass, and whispered in her ear again... "Beg me now or I'll won't let Sam fuck you, too."
"He'll fuck me when I tell him too," She countered.
"Now while I'm fucking your ass, he won't."
Her eyes shot him a shocked look and her body shivered at the thought. His cock was so big, the idea of Sam's stretching her pussy too was almost too much. Sam wasn't nearly the size of Carmine, but he was no slouch and definitely held his own. She was flanked on three sides by three men with very large, if not massive cocks. She moaned and bit her lip looking longingly at Carmine.
"Please." She said faintly.
Carmine pushed the swelled head of his cock into her ass and felt her contract against him, tightly. "Not yet, Baby...you won't get both until you really beg." She shook and quivered as he entered her ass. He was so damn big. "Relax...relax..." Carmine kept repeating to her. She had to concentrate, focus on allowing him to push inside her. Several times she had to push him out and restart. His cock seemed like it never stopped coming and he seemed to be stretching her out beyond her limits. "Oh! Oh!...baby...oh...ah ah ah...slowly...slowly baby...ooooh yeah....mmmmm....yes....yes....fuuuuuucccckkkk!" He was inside her. He punctuated his point by pushing slowly until he was balls deep in her ass. She moaned deeply, "Oooooh FUCK, that's good..."
"Sam, scoot your ass forward so she can suck your dick. 'Tino, you too." Carmine barked instruction as he slid in and out of he ass. She was indeed tight and he began to pick up speed as she relaxed more and more. He held her hair in his hand, pulling her head back still as he pushed hard inside her. "You wanna suck their cocks again, like a little fucking slut?" He smacked her ass while he pushed deep inside her ass. Her guttural moan sent a shiver down his back and his balls lept with excitement.
Sam and Tino both scooted forward, sitting back on their haunches, thrusting their pelvis' forward so their cocks stood at attention. Carmine released her hair and pounded her ass, jolting her forward with rhythmic intervals so she had to concentrate to take a cock at all. Sam took her head this time, pulled her mouth down and scooted forward more, minimizing her stretch, and pushed his cock in her mouth. He exhaled deeply. "Fuck, Baby...I love how you suck my cock!" It was almost a whimper, a grateful appeasement of his desires being met. She wrapped her lips around him and sucked hard, feeling the weight of his hands pushing her head down. He pushed until he could feel her nose nuzzle against the hairs on his loins. She did the rest, impaling herself on him until she could reach her tongue out and lick his balls, cock thoroughly down her throat. She gagged and Carmine grunted and continued to pound her ass. "Now 'Tino. Gag on him, too." Carmine growled from behind her.
Faustino inched closer pointing his erection at her face, watching her licking and slurping on Sam. She turned to him and began to stroke him, licking and sucking on his swollen head. He pushed her head down too and she let him slide past her sloppy wet lips and into her throat. Tino was rough, more aggressive, more carnal. He held her hair and fucked her mouth, sliding in and out of her throat. She gagged, and Fausti
no continued. Her saliva slipped from her mouth, coating his cock in a sloppy messy tangle of webbed spit. Sam watched her in way he had never seen her. She wasn't hurting or unhappy at this man face fucking her, she was moaning and grabbing and pulling on his balls to encourage him. He would allow her to come up, breathe and gather herself, but it was her who cast herself back on him, her body, and literally, her mouth, screaming out for more. Sam pushed his cock toward her and was amazed as she jumped from him to his dark mexican companion.
Carmine continued to pound away at her ass, grunting and spanking her perfect cheeks, a stream of obscenities pouring from his lips. Her orgasm was building and her concentration on her two cock toys was frustrated. "Yes, Carmine! Yes, fuck my little ass! I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!"
Carmine stopped abruptly. She looked back at him with wonder, shock. "What?! No...No...please, please..I'm so close!" She pleaded.
"Now beg for it."
"Fuck Carmine! PLEASSSSE! PLEASSSSE! I NEED IT! I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME HARD! I'M BEGGING YOU!"
Carmine pushed her back up on the table, made her spread her legs wide, on her hands and knees. He instructed Sam to slide beneath her, Faustino to kneel in front of her. She whimpered in anticipation at what she knew was coming.
She lowered herself onto Sam's raging erection, her pussy sliding gracefully around him, wrapping him in pleasure. Sam couldn't wait and began to pound her from underneath. He held her ass in his hands and sent his hips into a piston like motion, his balls slapping against her with each manic thrust. He lifted his head to take a dangling nipple in his mouth, sucking and pulling on her tit. She moaned. This was a Sam she knew. His cock felt familiar, his rhythm comfortable. She let him go for awhile, enjoying the slapping of his balls against her pussy. She ached for Carmine to fill her up again. Sam was great, but she needed more. And she had begged. He wasn't fulfilling his end of the bargain. Damn him, she thought to herself. She made her mind to make it impossible for that fucker to resist her any longer.
She sat tall on Sam and then began to writhe. She brushed her hair back behind her ears and tilted her head back so it would fall back and almost touch the top of her ass. Her hips rolled and turned on Sam, tugging and pulling his cock with her gyrating pussy. She gripped him with it, squeezed him and began to softly moan. She closed her eyes and her body danced to her own melody; all three men stood motionless, transfixed by her, sucked in to her every move like bees to nectar. She reclined back, raising up her legs so her feet were planted on the table and arms and hands back holding her up like a crab. She bounced her ass against his pelvis ramming his cock in her pussy. She knew they couldn't move, couldn't take their eyes off her performance and her clit swelled at the thought. She was spiriting them away to her, imprinting their minds with the images of her sensuality. Carmine realized he had been holding his breath and exhaled the words without thinking.
