Carmine knew he was finished when he touched her body. Her skin felt electric to his hands, seemed to shoot energy and fire through his fingertips straight to his chest. This woman was a goddess. She lay before him, slowly writhing beneath his pressing palms, moving with him, accommodating her body to him as if she were the one giving his hands a massage. He tried to focus his thoughts away, think of something to distract him, but with every soft moan that escaped her mouth he was forced back to what she was doing to him. He had massaged many women, many backs, this one, he told himself, was no different. But the way she moved, in rhythm, in harmony with him, it was if she was making love to his hands. He had been focused so intently on staying in control he hadn't looked up to see how Faustino was fairing.
His friend had become more and more brazen with his technique. As his hands approached her inner thighs, she raised her hips slightly, accommodating him just the same. He had been more liberal with is focus. His fingers stayed at the base of her pussy longer, lightly rubbing them and softly exploring the insides in a circular motion. He would rub and gently prod until she moaned to his satisfaction then return to work on her calves and feet, then back up to her thighs and pussy again.
Carmine's cock lept in his pants. This woman was too much. He caught Faustino's eye and gave him a quick nod.
Faustino held the oil bottle above her still gyrating hip and let a large amount dribble on the small of her back until it pooled up in a neat oval. He began to rub it all over her ass until it was a glimmering shiny piece of perfection. Carmine leaned forward, this time purposefully pressing his hips against the top of her head so she could feel the bulge in his pants hardening. He began to circle the small tight ass hole with his fingers, spreading her cheeks and pulling them apart. Faustino slid both hands beneath her thighs and toward her hips, then lifted so her back was arched, ass sticking up in the air. He began to rub his fingers down her slit, exciting himself at the discovery of her wetness. She moaned for him to continue. "Puneta!" he grunted.
She ached for them. She had never had two men at the same time before and the thought made her extremely excited. Would they know what they were doing? She wondered as Senior Cruz had rubbed up and down her thighs. He lingered so often at her pussy she was convinced he was intentionally trying to arouse her. She moved her hips to meet him, enjoying the massive hands of Carmine as he stroked her sides and back. She grinned at her success. Yes, she had succeeded with her stretch and pose earlier, even if they had done well to conceal it. She moaned louder each time the Mexican caressed her pussy and thighs. She even raised her hips to help him a few times. She thought of her boyfriend back at the hotel, groggy from the flight. He would come out of the shower to find her note. What would happen if he found her somehow? She realized that she was turned on by the thought. Her insides seem to light on fire and she knew in moments she would be soaking wet. Two cocks was enough to drive her mad with desire and lust but the idea of her boyfriend catching her with two strangers, stuffing them inside her made her almost delirious with smoldering rage like passion. If these two pool boys did well, maybe she could find a way to come back and drop hints to be found. The plan was growing inside her mind and she was getting wetter by the second.
As Carmine's bulging pants pressed against the top of her head she knew she would fuck them both. His fingers found her ass hole, circling and probing. Faustino had shoved a finger inside her pussy and was beginning to slowly finger fuck her. Their intentions were clear.
"I didn't know this was part of the VIP service," she moaned.
"Yes, you did. You knew you wanted to this when you paid for it at the desk. I knew it when you stepped off the golf cart."
She said nothing to Carmine. He was right. "Dos hombres, quatros manos" had sent a shiver down her back and she had thought, even if briefly, about two men, fucking her like a whore in a cabana where no one was around. She could completely let go there. No one would judge her. She could let out all these wild inhibitions she had, until now, kept locked away inside her. To be manhandled, have her pussy stretched, her mouth forced as wide as possible, made to take a thick cock down her throat until she gagged simply made her lose her breath in a wave of lust.
Carmine pressed his finger inside her ass and slowly began to massage from the inside, then back out and in again.
"Just like I thought." Carmine grunted. "You can't wait to get fucked like a dirty little slut, can you?"
She said nothing to him, but inside she was churning. Her pussy throbbed. It ached to be stretched out and pounded.
"Nothin' to say?" "Can you start to behave properly if I roll you over? How well can you keep quiet with Faustino's cock stuffed in your little cunt? Think you can still keep quiet then?"
Suddenly, she was turned over, lying on her back. Faustino took her by the ankles and pulled her toward him until her ass was hanging half way over the edge of the massage table. He lifted her legs and pushed them toward her shoulders. She was throbbing and now her face was no longer hidden. They could see her biting her lip, see her panting. Carmine pulled the drawstring loose on his linen pants and let them fall to his ankles. He wore nothing beneath them and his cock now stood half-erect pointing at her right shoulder. He inched closer so that it slid across the slide of her neck and past her chin. She licked her lips instinctively and gripped the sides of the table. His skin was so soft and smooth sliding across her body. She wanted to taste him, to feel him expand inside her mouth hear his grunting. Faustino had his head on the side of one of her thighs and was kissing and gently sucking all around her wet cunt, making small pocking noises as he went. She was writhing her hips beneath him, fighting against his firm grip to push herself closer to his mouth. Her body was beginning to shake and quiver with anticipation. There was no use pretending she didn't want them both, her body was betraying her.
"You're just going to... force yourself on me, Mr. Carmine? What if I report you?" She questioned with a mocking tease.
"Oh, my dear Ms. Baur, I could take you right here, right now on this table until you begged for mercy, twice."
"I never beg anyone for anything."
"Twice," Carmine repeated matter-of-factly and held her eyes until she looked away.
He unnerved her. Physically, he was incredibly attractive, there was no doubt, but the way he seemed to be reading her, no not her, her body, like he was tied in to the all nerve endings running to the very tips of her fingers. He could simply look at her and know what she wanted without even speaking. To his enduring credit, he even said what she wanted to hear...and seemed to coax out of her what she always wished she could have said before. And yet, none of it seemed rehearsed, but authentic.
Carmine hooked his hands under her arms, said something to Cruz in spanish and they gently pulled her shoulders and legs around until she lay across the table horizontally. Carmine let her head lie gently in his hands and then lowered it until she hung suspended, staring at his enormous nutsack. From this angle, his cock looked down right monstrous. Carmine moved his hips closer and let the underside of his shaft brush forehead, then he slid it down her cheek until his balls flopped against her temple. She whimpered softly.
" 'Tino, tongue-fuck her. Do it 'till she cums." Carmine grunted out the instruction, never looking away from her face, watching his massive prick rubbing across her face.
"mmmm... but...I....I...have...a .... I have a boyfr...." She protested weakly, feeling Cruz's tongue flattening out to a thick, strong penetrating muscle.
"Joder! Me gusta! ....Me encanta tu culo" Faustino mumbled between her legs. His tongue was everywhere. He licked her ass as often as her pussy, driving his tongue into both. She couldn't resist, and she bucked her hips toward his mouth. She began to set the tone, the rhythm even, bucking against his mouth, making him push his flattened tongue against her hardened clit. She flicked her tongue out without thinking, searching to taste what she felt on her cheek.
"You like what 'Tino is doing down there? I'll bet you do. Yo
u think you'd like my cock in your mouth? It's pretty big. I'm not sure you can handle it." Carmine rubbed his cock across her gaping mouth and pushed her upper lip awkwardly inside out.
"Give it to me!" She groaned, not really caring who took the order. "MMMMMYYEEEOOOHH...Shit that feels good!" She squealed under Faustino's practiced tongue. He pressed his thumb against her ass and probed her tight little hole, sucking her clit inside his mouth.
"You want him to stick his fingers up your ass, too? Look at you! You fucking love it!" Carmine taunted her. He reached down and began to grope her breasts, heaving and falling as she panted breathlessly.
"YES! MMMMM" She lifted her hips, improving Cruz's access.
"Now, how about this cock. You think you are ready for this fat fucking cock...?"
She reached her arms up and took ahold of Carmines taut ass cheeks and tried to maneuver his cock to her mouth. He held it in his hand and rubbed it's soft underbelly across her face more, past her lips and over her eyes, circling across her cheek and then back to her mouth. She laced his cock with her tongue, and moaned for him to put it her mouth. Carmine straddled her head and let his balls fall into her gaping mouth. She eagerly sucked, inhaling one, filling her mouth. Her tongue slurped and bathed him, slithering around it like a hungry snake. Carmine continued to assault her nipples with his fingers, tugging and pulling at them. They grew harder and harder with each tug. He leaned forward and began to suck on them, nibbling gently and tugging them with his teeth.
"Look at your perfect little body, Ms. Baur! Shit! You are so beautiful. You will beg me and beg me to fuck you like the little slut that you are, won't you!"
"Please! Please! Put your cock in my fucking mouth, damn fucking tease! GIVE IT TO ME!"
Carmine aimed his cock at her mouth and pushed it past her lips, slowly, allowing her to realize the girth of his member. It barely made it past it's head and her lips were stretching. This was massive and Ms. Baur knew it was too big. Carmine massaged her neck softly. "Relax..." he calmed. "Relax, baby, you can take it..." He took it out of her mouth and let her breath. Concentrating was near impossible with Faustino continuing to pour on the onslaught to her sloppy wet pussy. She took Carmine's cock in her hand and pulled the head into her mouth, getting it as wet as she could, then stroked it while she licked and sucked the underside. Faustino slipped a finger inside her pussy, then a second and began to stroke her G-spot, curling his fingers against the tough wall of nerves and muscle. She bucked against his finger and eager mouth and her first orgasm erupted inside her. It came quick and hard and her body shook violently. Faustino, let her cum in his mouth and held his fingers motionless while she subsided in pleasure.
"Good girl," Carmine praised.
She rolled to her knees and wrapped her arms around Carmines neck. He held her waist as she kissed his mouth. Her mouth was magic to him. Utterly perfect in taste and texture. Her lips were outlined with what seemed traces of tupelo honey and melted into weapons that shook him with sensations that soaked his spine. Carmine hummed loudly and thankfully as she released him. Her hands traced the contours of his body and her lips followed, kissing his torso down to his erect cock.
"mmmm...that's fucking nice," she purred while she took it in her hands. She slipped it past her lips again, slowly impaling herself on him. Faustino rubbed her ass cheek and watched her bob her head on his buddy's massive prick. Carmine thread his fingers through her hair and gently pushed her farther onto his cock with each descent she mustered. His head lolled back and the muscles in his body began to tighten. The setting sun warmed his backside as he dug his feet into the sand. Somewhere gulls were screeching, a tambourine chiming to the steady thudding of the waves deep baritone behind him. He looked down at her slurping mouth that had taken in half his cock. She was determined to swallow it whole. Faustino smacked her ass and she lurched forward, taking in another inch of the cock. He pressed her hips down until her knees spread. He pushed her farther until her pussy was already opening for him. Her beautiful back curved to accentuate the round perfection of her ass.
"Me encanta tu culo!" He bellowed again. It was amazing. He slid his cock into her pussy and she let out a satisfactory moan. He spanked her again and watched her cheek smart and blush. He held her at her hips and began to pound her pussy, gaining speed and power. She moaned for him again, reverberating on the impaled cock of Carmine.
"That's it! Take that cock in your mouth, like a dirty little slut!" She moaned as Faustino's balls slapped against her pussy. She pushed back against him, gyrating her hips and shaking the cheeks of her ass as he impaled her. Carmine grunted as she slurped him. He held her face steady against the rocking of her hips and body and thrust his cock into her mouth and down her throat until she gagged and choked. She had never been so roughly manhandled, so completely dominated before. She was made to do whatever these men wanted her to do and to her great surprise she was begging for more, aching for them to fuck her harder, fuck her more, make her squeal and moan.
She pulled off, gaping for breath. "I love it how you fuck my mouth!" She clawed at Carmines loins and turned to face Faustino. "C'mon Poppi, give it to me good!" Faustino reached up and took her by the hair, taking a messy clump and pulled her head back to him. Her body contorted and she felt her pussy stretch even more as he drew her closer. Cruz smacked her ass hard with his free hand and plowed into her pussy.
"Oh! Fuck yes! Like that! Fuck me like I'm your little dirty whore!" She could feel another orgasm coming and Faustino showed no signs of slowing. He let her hair go to hold her with both hands, slamming her body into him as he thrust forward. She moaned, swearing and squealing with lustful greed. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She bellowed.
"Yes, just like that. Beg for it...Beg for 'Tino to fuck you...cum for me, my little slut..." Carmine had her face in his hands and he had bent down to look at her while he taunted. He kissed her panting mouth and gently sucked on her lower lip. "Mmmm," he mumbled, "just like honey..."
Faustino had not slowed and her orgasm was beginning to ripple through her like liquid. "Peeson Ku mar pleas!" he shook and began to tremble as he said it. Suddenly, he stopped and repeated himself again and again, looking to Carmine for some sort of help.
"Now go swallow your reward...you've made 'Tino cum faster than I've ever seen it happen..."
She spun around and took his cock in her hands and began to slowly lick the underside of his tingling prick. She could taste her juices all over him and it excited her even more. She smeared her lips all over the end of his cock, like a messy and sloppy kiss. Faustino shook and groaned from somewhere deep inside his belly, a sound she knew and recognized. She swallowed his cock and let him spew his semen into her mouth and down her throat. She stroked him while he shuddered and spurted again and again. She swallowed, licked his head and sucked gently again.
Ms. Baur closed her eyes and let the taste of him settle on her lips and tongue. She smiled to herself and softly exhaled satisfactorily. So far this had been much more than she had expected and mighty Carmine still had a cock full of cum waiting for her. She listened to the crash of the wave behind her and felt the radiance of the sun warming her naked backside. The juices from her pussy had dripped down her thighs and they glistened, making a shimmering reflection for Carmine to enjoy.
"Ay yi yi..." Faustino muttered, snapping her back from her brief hiatus.
"Indeed." This was a new voice, neither Faustino nor Carmine, but one she knew well. A tingle ran up her spine and she turned to see the familiar face of her lover. How had he just shown up. This place was practically off the map and the attendant seemed to tell her that this was VIP, exclusive, private...was he pissed? Suddenly, all the thoughts of coming back to this place with him, to do this again with him here seemed completely out of place. He was going to kill them all. She was sure of it.
"Don't stop on my account. You're clearly enjoying yourself." He stepped toward her, eyes glowing and hands buried in his pockets. "I guess we're lucky that this
place is so secluded, otherwise half of fucking Cabo would have heard you moaning while this mexican was fucking the shit out of you."
She opened her mouth to speak, to excuse herself, to say something but nothing came out. She just stared at him open mouthed, cum still hanging from her lips and Faustino's hands still somewhat tangled in her hair. "Look at you..." he said, eyeing her from head to toe, seeing her glistening thighs and open pussy, the tiny droplets of sweat beading up on her back and arms. "Did you enjoy yourself? Did you like being fucked like that?"
Still she could not answer.
"C'mon," he stepped closer, a small smile curling across his face, "you can tell me how much you liked it. It's damn clear you did like it from all that moaning and grunting. Did you like having two cocks in you? Did you like to be stretched out like that and choke down this guys huge dick at the same time? She stared at him shocked. How long had he been there? Was he mocking her or...did he actually enjoy what he saw?
"How long have you been there...watching me...watching us?" she stammered.
"Oh, baby, I've been here for a looonng time." His smiled widened now and he stepped close enough to touch her. He could smell the sex in the air, thick and heavy, even the light tropical breeze did nothing to alleviate it. He reached out and placed his hand on her reddened ass. He slowly traced the contour of her cheek with his fingers, splayed out like a fan. They crested at the apex of her curve and then trailed down to her little asshole. He paused, pushed slightly, watched her inhale at the pressure and then chided with that lazy grin, "Well, they left me something, at least." He turned to Carmine and they both eyed each other.
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