Juanita Languishes In The Pleasure of Her Last Night With Her Cross-Border Lover

A sensual, sexual climax of a trip to be remembered

“Tell me what you liked best,” Juanita said as she pushed my legs apart and took my thick cock in her dainty hand.

I smiled as I watched her full breasts dangling above the sheet, her thick nipples brushing the soft Egyptian cotton. Her coal-black hair shimmered like silk, the dim light making it look blue. Juanita’s lips spread in a smile, then pursed as she placed soft kisses along my shaft.

“The first kiss of your lips on her pussy.” I answered, “The way she exhaled and arched back. How her tummy fluttered with nervous pleasure as your tongue traced her lips. The sound she made when you feathered your tongue across her clit.”

“Mmm — yes! All that anticipation was finally paying off.” Juanita replied.

“How did she taste?” I asked my lover.

“Salted caramel,” she answered. Then it was my turn to lean back and moan as she slowly circled the head of my cock with her hot Latin tongue and velvet-soft lips.

“And how do I taste?” I asked as Juanita took my cock in her mouth and pushed down, her nose almost touching my stomach.

“Mmm — mmm,” she moaned, moving her head up and down, followed by her beautiful copper-toned hand, stroking and twisting, her fingers and thumb rolling across my swollen head. Taking another swallow before she answered, I watched her gorgeous hips rise and swing from side to side.

Then, diving down once more, Juanita sunk her mouth over me, pushing herself down until her cheeks puffed out with a cough and pulled up with a long, slow, saliva-dripping slurp.

She smiled, eyes shining like little pots of glistening, melted chocolate. Juanita rose, her breasts jiggled, and my hands found her soft, warm hips.

“Primitive. Manly,” she said. “You taste like the pebbles I place in my mouth and suck when I walk along the beach. Mineral. Salt. Heavy. Smooth.”

“Mmm — fuckkkk,” I exhaled as she eased herself onto me, slowly sinking me inside her, letting me feel herself opening around me, covering me and wrapping my cock in her warm, wet hug.

“Now, I’m going to be the Sea, and I want to feel you swimming inside me.” Moving her hips forward and back, Juanita pushed her gorgeous hips back, and I let my hands caress the curves of her skin. Then, her hands splayed across my chest, and she rolled forward with my fingers curling and digging deeper into her buttocks.

I felt her tide coming in, gentle waves lapping over me. I closed my eyes and focused on my breath. The scent of this woman fell from her skin and coated my senses like a morning mist. Exhaled through the lips, a stream of pleasured breath blowing across her nape as she moved down and buffeting her nipples as she rode up.

I could feel her labia spreading open as she pushed herself slowly down my cock, and gripped closed as she pulled herself up. I closed my eyes and said, “if sex is heaven, then you’re the angel of fucking.”

A giggle began in her ribs and rolled out of her throat — a happy, little laugh.

“You’re very silly, my dear,” she said, “But you’re also beautiful. I like that.” Then, she reached back, took my hands from her hips, and pressed my arms into the bed; her fingers curled into mine. She pushed down harder, her pussy giving a lovely kiss to my balls, and then she rose, exposing my slickened cock to the cool air, my head held in a momentary pause at her opening.

“But I also like it when you make me cry out.” The look in her eyes changed from amused to ferocious, and she threw her hips down hard, the smack of her pussy and ass against my balls and thighs, a delicious combination punch of pleasure and pain.

The moans came from the pit of my stomach and rumbled through my chest, but before they escaped from my mouth, Juanita clamped a hand over my lips. Then, shaking her head and smiling, she only said, “Sshh — baby, stay nice and quiet for me until I tell you not to.”

I grabbed her gorgeous, heavy tits and clamped my fingers over them like claws, and the harder I pressed, the harder Juanita fucked. Then, dancing my fingertips across her hard nipples, I squeezed my eyes closed, focusing on clenching the muscle at the base of my cock, determined to avert the urge to give into the building heat and pressure in my scrotum. “Frmph! Dunph! Nuu, nert yermf!” my words suffocated by Juanita’s palm pressing my lips into my teeth.

“¡No, querido!¡Todavía no! Tranquilo, tranquilo, tranguilo, sé un buen chico para mí.” Her native tongue fell over my ears like a song, and though I did not understand the words, I felt the message in the melody.

“Look at me,” Juanita said softly, “Look at my mouth, my eyes, my nose and see how you make my body give herself to you.”

Lifting her hand from my mouth, she took my hands in hers and pressed them into her breasts, caressing them, grasping them. Then, pushing herself into me, her tits spread across my chest, her hands moved my shoulders into the bed, and her hair spilled over her shoulders and down her arms like a waterfall of black water.

“Now,” she said, “Now, I want to hear your voice. Tell me how beautiful I am.”

Taking her by the wrists, I moved Juanita’s hands off my shoulders and pushed up. Then, raising myself from the bed, I sat up, my arms slid behind her, and my hands braced the small of her back. Juanita bit her bottom lip with playful anticipation of what was coming next.

I tossed her up, bouncing her ass off my thighs, then swung her over and beneath me. I smiled at her, folded her over onto her side, gave her ass a pleasant smack, gripped myself, and slid back inside her. Rocking my pelvis into her ass, I had the most delicious view of this Mexican goddess.

“My favorite subject,” I responded. Giving her body a long wander with my eyes as I gave her pussy deep, steady strokes with my cock.

“You’re incredibly beautiful, Juanita, but you do look especially marvelous when you fuck. I love looking at your body. Wonderful curves, soft skin, and fantastic tits,” I said, then I smacked her ass again and pushed her hip further toward her ribs, giving me an eye full of her gorgeous pussy filled with my cock. “But, sweetie, your pussy’s so pretty she makes me dizzy.”

“Mmm — thank you!” she cooed. “Do you like watching me make love to a woman?”

“Yes, I do,” I answered. “But, I could watch you do anything all day long, and I still wouldn’t see enough of you.”

Juanita giggled again, pinched her nipple between her fingers, and tugged. “Ohh — keep fucking me and keep talking!”

“I admit that watching you and Claire 69'ing was incredibly sexy. Watching her tongue spreading your lips and taking little tastes of you while she moaned as you sucked her clit. That was pretty fucking hot.”

“Mmm — I thought it was sexy when you pulled my hips back and fucked me when she rolled out and gave me her ass.” Juanita purred.

“Fuck — yes! You were so wet! Dripping and inside? OMG, you were a pool!” I told. I wasn’t going to last much longer no matter what I did. Juanita was too sexy. To look at, to feel, to fuck.

“You didn’t get jealous? You didn’t want to fuck her? Give your cock to her lovely mouth?” she asked, rocking her hips back into me, pushing my cock fully inside her, then rolling her hips off and giving me a look at her pretty, little asshole as we fucked.

“Nah,” I said. “I’m a one-woman man. I was more than happy and had more than I deserved.”

“What if I wanted more?” Juanita asked.

“More what?”

“What if next time it was a lucky salesman that knocked on your door?”

I smiled. “Juanita, you don’t belong to me. You can do whatever you want, whenever you want, with whoever you want; If you invite me to be a part of that, I’m going to love every second.”

“Hmm, I’ve never had two men. I think I should, though. I think every woman that enjoys men should.”

Juanita rolled over, opened her legs wide, and pulled me into her for a long, delicious kiss.

“Fill me.” She said. “I want to have your cum inside me. I want to feel you filling me up. Tell me I’m the most gorgeous lover you’ve ever had when you cum.”

I didn’t look into her eyes; I tumbled.

With each blink of her hypnotic jewels, she counted me down to lift off; Thrust-blink-thrust-blink-thrust-blink, her fingernails pulled into my hips as I watched her lips whisper, “Sí! Sí! Sí!”

And when I released, it was the river cresting the dam, my water spilling and plummeting into the valley of her sex.

Juanita wrapped her legs around and rocked her hips, coercing every last drop until I was spent, continuing to softly fuck me into a body-shivering finale. The last surge, thrust, buck, and moan.

Stroking my scalp, Juanita kissed me everywhere, from my forehead to my shoulders and back to my lips.

“This was a wonderful vacation for me, and you are a wonderful man,” Juanita said tenderly. “Tomorrow, I will be sad when I fly away, but for tonight, I am glad to be here. So now, hold me, and let’s waste the afternoon sleeping like two spoiled cats lounging in the sun.”

“Whatever you say,” I responded, pulling her tightly against me and covering our naked, elated, satiated bodies with the soft cotton sheet.

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