A Randy Retirement Pt. 18: Maria

This time she squirted all over, more so than any previous time. Randy decided to coax one more from her and redoubled the effort of his fingers buried in her pussy.

Maria was panting hard, snot and spittle blowing from her nose and mouth. Her body was being put through a sexual ringer and it showed as she continued to flex.

While he manipulated her pussy, he asked her, "What are little girls who like dick called Maria?"

Surprisingly, she was paying attention and answered as best she could with the gag.

"Slas!"

"And what do you want right now?" he continued.

"Yah cot!" she blurted, her body squirming feverishly.

"So what does that make you Maria?"

"A sla!" she answered.

"Whose slut?"

"Yah sla!"

"What? I didn't understand you Maria."

"YAH SLA!!" she screamed through the gag, cumming for the third time and convulsing so hard he thought the ropes might break.

Randy had held out as long he was able, the desire to fuck her now was overwhelming. He switched off the Hitachi, untied her quickly and removed the ballgag and clothespins, carrying her back to the small room with the single bed. Although she was somewhat out of it, she still managed to massage her sore nipples along the way. He sat her down on the bed, then climbed on and sat on it himself, his back to the iron railed headboard.

Maria turned to look at him, her lips pursed and nostrils flared. She crawled to him, sitting astride his thighs and began to kiss him vigorously. Her hands gripped the railing on either side of his head as she pressed her mouth onto his. Randy's eyes were open, watching as her body fashioned itself onto his. The indentations in her skin from the ropes were very noticeable and only served to increase his desire.

Finally, she broke from the kiss and stared into his eyes. Wanton desire prevailed in them as she whispered while slowly easing down to his lap.

"I'm your slut and fuck toy," and she took his cock into her mouth and began to suck on it ravenously. The slurping sounds grew loud as she devoured all ten inches, extending her tongue along his shaft far enough to tickle his ball sack when she went down on him all the way.

It was a sloppy blowjob, coating his dick fully with her saliva and when she was satisfied, she crawled back astride his thighs and lifted herself by grasping the headboard again. Reaching back with one hand, she inserted his cock into her pussy and began to ride him, the hand going back to the iron. She used her hands for leverage and brought herself off quickly, taking him to the root and grinding her hips as she moaned.

Randy wrapped his arms around her waist and rolled her onto her back, taking his cock out of her pussy and pushing into her still gaping asshole.

"Oh si," she moaned as he took both of her ankles and held them up and apart.

She clutched her right breast with one hand while the other began to rub furiously on her clit as he again plumbed the depths of her ass. Maria cried out "yes" in Spanish every time he drove the full length of his cock inside her.

Then her exhortation changed.

"Oh papi!" she cooed several times and then she came. Her head rose from the bed, her face contracted, and her eyes shut tight, but the hand on her clit did not stop. A small amount of liquid flowed out from her pussy and down onto his dick as he continued to pump her. It was not as forceful a squirt as the others had been, but the contraction of her body showed that the orgasm was massive.

When it had passed, her head fell back on the bed and her eyes opened. Randy was still pounding away at her ass and she smiled at him and purposefully clenched on his dick as he rocked her tiny body. He shot the first of several loads inside her then and Maria pulled herself off him and quickly turned her body, taking his jerking cock into her mouth and swallowing the last two of the loads.

They laid there and eventually fell asleep on the single bed in the playroom. Sometime in the middle of the night, Randy awoke and carried her to his bedroom, Maria mumbling in Spanish along the way.

***

When the petite Hispanic waitress awoke on Monday morning the storm has passed. She realized that the power was back on when she missed the hum from the generator.

Maria got up and showered, dressing again in only a thong and t-shirt. She found Randy in the kitchen and while she watched him make breakfast, the restaurant called and asked if she was available to come in to work as they were opening at 5. She was happy to say that she was.

After they had eaten and the dishes were done, she joined him as he went outside to assess storm damage. They found a couple of items that the wind had deposited against the house, the detritus of humans from the beach. There was one recycling bin from some other house, but the closest one was over a quarter mile away. The only damage to Randy's house was one downspout that was badly dented about six feet off the ground where something had been whipped by the wind and crashed into it. It would have to be replaced.

Maria spent most of the day packing her stuff for the trip back to California. It left her with a melancholy feeling, knowing she would be saying good-bye later that day to Diane and her co-workers at the restaurant. Then Randy had reminded her to be thankful that she got a chance to say her good-byes; that without the reprieve from the storm having passed, she would not have been able to do so.

He refused to let her drive to work alone, taking her himself in the pick-up. In two spots, Highway 12 had over-wash from the ocean, the fight between nature and mankind over the sand with nature winning again.

There was other noticeable damage, but nothing major with all things considered. Randy had Maria direct him to where she had been living for the summer. He saw that it had been on the sound side of the island. The creek she had told him about flooded from the surge as the storm had passed and the wind switched directions, pushing ashore water from the sound.

The water had not retreated yet and it was three feet high on the door sill. She was astonished and thanked him again for letting her stay at his place.

When they got to her work, Randy decided to eat supper at the restaurant and Diane led him to his regular table. As usual, Maria was his waitress, but unlike all the other times, now she had carnal knowledge of him and her hormones were in overdrive. It didn't help that Randy would use a double entendre here and there while speaking with her. What was in store for her when she got back to his house kept intruding on her thoughts.

She almost lost it when he pretended to not be able to read the menu, a menu that he knew by heart. Randy pointed to a spot on the plastic encased cardstock and Maria had to come beside him and bend over to see what he was pointing at. When she did, he deftly groped her pussy through her khaki shorts.

"Stop it or I'm gonna wet these shorts and I got nothing to change into," she hissed quietly to him. He laughed softly and gave her relief, clasping his hands pointedly on the table.

He ordered something light and ate, telling her he would be back at the end of her shift. When it came, he had waited for her in the parking lot. He saw that she was wiping her eyes as she made her way to his truck.

She entered and shut the door.

"Are you okay?" he asked as she buckled in.

"Just drive," she answered as she looked out to the roadway and away from the restaurant.

He let her be and about a mile down the road she opened up, "Yeah, I'm okay. Just sad at having to say good-bye to everyone, especially to Diane. But I'll be alright. I made a ton of good memories and I got everyone's number." She paused for a moment and out of the corner of his eye he saw a grin come over her face. "Besides, one thing has to end so another can begin."

Then, without further comment, she bent over his lap and reached for his zipper.

"What are you doing Maria?"

"I want to suck your cock, so you are ready when we get back," she told him with a tone of firm commitment.

Randy turned to look out of his side window so she wouldn't see him smile. He'd taken one of his pharmaceutical aids while he had waited for her shift to end and was already rock hard.

"I don't think that will be a problem, Maria. All I need to do is see you naked and I'll be ready. Besides, I need to concentrate on the road and driving because of the over wash and all the sand that's covering the highway. And it's dark. We got all night, I promise, you won't miss an orgasm."

She settled back into her seat then, a little pout seeding the darkness and then it faded away. Randy thought she was rubbing herself through her shorts, but he wasn't certain.

When they got to the house, he parked inside the garage and as soon as he turned off the truck, she had his dick out of his pants and began to suck it. Randy laid his head back and put his right hand lightly on her head, his elbow extending down her back between her shoulder blades. When she had his cock completely wet, she asked if they could go inside.

On the way in, they both stripped out of their clothes and he stopped her at the kitchen island. She had taken her khaki shorts off, but her shoes were still on and she stood there now in only those all-white tennis shoes and low-cut ankle socks.

The contrast of her skin and those white shoes and socks was striking and only made her more beautiful. Randy almost came at the sight.

He directed her to where the cabinets made a corner and turned 90 degrees from the refrigerator to the stove. He picked up her naked body and set her shod feet on the countertop facing the cabinets.

"What are you doing?" she laughed, but her tone changed when he began to finger her pussy roughly from behind.

"Oh! I guess we're doing this here," and she put both hands wide and gripped the tops of the cabinets for stability.

She looked like a goddess standing there on the cabinet, up on her toes. Her back was arched severely as she gripped the cabinets and she began to moan in response to his fingers. Her knees were bent, her ass hanging out like the state's ass hung out into the Atlantic and Randy got an idea.

He turned his back to the cabinet and bent his knees before rising again into the vee of her loins and put his face into her snatch. Running his hands up the back of her thighs, he palmed her ass and pressed his tongue into her pussy. Maria began to rotate her pelvis into his face, driving his tongue deeper until he stopped her by trapping her emerging clitoris gently with his teeth. When she had stilled, he began to suck it and she rose further on her white sneaker clad feet.

For some reason he noticed that she has put the belly button jewelry back in; the one with the twin dangles he had seen the day she had temporarily moved in. It was a momentary respite before he resumed giving a tongue bath to her pussy. When she started to wiggle again, he stepped into the kitchen, taking her with him on his shoulders, and walked her to the clear space between the dining room and kitchen before he let her slide down his body to plant her feet on the floor.

Maria, however, did not stop there. She continued the slide on her own, down on her knees, taking his cock in her hand as she did.

He occupied himself by tilting his head and watching the twin dangles from her navel sway as she sucked and stroked his cock. He was already rock hard, but she seemed to be enjoying herself. Eventually he held her head down on it as he lowered himself to the floor and lay on his back. Maria went to all fours and continued, moving her hand from his shaft to play with his nuts.

When she was ready, she climbed aboard and bounced herself on his dick, never letting more than half of it leave her pussy. She was enthusiastic and the Spanish flowed from her lips.

Again, Randy was transfixed for a time on the way the piercing bounced with her and briefly wondered what song they would play if they had bells attached to them. After twenty minutes of her flailing away, he decided that it was time for him to take over.

Pushing his torso from the floor, his arms enveloped her as she slowed her movements. He kissed her, rubbing his hands along her lower back and ass.

"Do you want to cum Maria?"

She nodded her head in short bobs inches away from his face and whispered in a barely audible voice, "Si."

With his hands, he pushed her to standing, her pussy coming off his cock with a loud squishy sound, and then followed himself. With no effort he picked her up, pushed the chair away from its place at the dining room table and laid her on her back.

Maria watched him as she lay there. Her white sneakers were planted on the edge of the table, knees up and together, and her hands were spread out to her sides. When she saw him step up to her feet and part her knees, she grabbed the edges of the table and held on tight.

Randy pulled her toward him, so that her ass was hanging off the table and then pushed down on her knees until they were spread wide and flat along the table edge, each sneaker-clad foot out to the side. He teased her by running his big cock along her labia, which was leaking.

She tensed each time he teased her, ready for the entry that did not come. It was making her hornier and finally she asked him, in that little girl voice, "Please papi."

His hands continued to hold her knees down as he swung his hips again, allowing his cockhead to catch on her cunt. But this time instead of manuevering it up and away, he plunged it inside.

Maria arched, her lower back coming six inches off the table. With her eyes tightly shut, she called out to him, "Oooo, Randy fuck me. Fuck me hard."

And he did. Almost immediately she had a little orgasm and then another, and another. They continued to come upon her over the next ten minutes as Randy pumped into her pussy. Each successive one was a little stronger and lasted a little longer until the big one hit.

It started with her pussy clamping tightly on his cock and not letting go. That made her much tighter, but Randy continued to pound into her anyway. Maria's face screwed up tight and her lips pursed tight as well, like she had been sucking lemons. Then her body started to undulate, like a wave again, from her shoulders all the way down to her legs.

"Oh dios si," came the mangled cry as her head came off the table and looked at him. She almost looked to be in distress, but he knew better. It was then that she squirted, the force of it being such that Randy pulled out, but still held her knees down. He moved his own legs back and watched as the flow of liquid tumbled to the floor and when it was done Maria lay her head back and panted in hard shallow breaths. Her diaphram worked overtime in an attempt to breathe normally.

By her knees, he turned her 90 degrees on the table, so that he could stand in a dry spot on the floor. He brought her knees together again and turned them to his right, putting her on her left side. Then he pulled her ass to him so that her left hip hung just over the edge of the table.

Wiping his hand on her pussy, he lubed her asshole and then entered it sideways, driving all his cock inside her. Slowly he fucked her ass, taking his time and continually pulling all the way out and then going all the way back inside. He enjoyed the feel of her anal ring as it surrendered to his cock, over and over.

Maria was speechless. Her mouth was moving, but no sounds were coming, and she began to shake her head as he continued to slowly saw into her asshole.

It was Randy who came first, continuing to fuck her ass as he dumped loads of cum inside. Maria's right arm rose into the air, her mouth and eyes open wide as her head rose also. The arm moved in a wave, in slow motion as she came, the rest of her small body bucking as her asshole throbbed on his cock.

Afterward, as they were stepping out of the shower, she spoke for the first time since she had come.

"You know, if I had known what you were like I would have been over here a whole lot sooner."

"Oh really?" Randy replied.

Maria just smiled back at him and reached for a towel.

***

Tuesday morning came with a cloudless sky and humidity. Randy knew it was gonna be a hot one because the air conditioning was already running when he awoke at daybreak. He dressed in a t-shirt and gym shorts and headed out to make some pancakes and sausage, glancing briefly at the sleeping Maria as he walked out the door.

He already knew what little prize he was going to give her, for she had been an excellent fuck and had enthusiastically thrown her small body into everything he had put her through. As he had finished with breakfast, he'd called for her from the kitchen and a few minutes later she had entered and made his cock hard.

She had one of his shirts on, a long-sleeved, blue and white striped Corneliani that ran about $300. An Italian dress shirt wouldn't have been his choice for breakfast, but she'd earned it.

When she sat down and started to pour syrup on her stack of pancakes, he noticed that Maria had not buttoned the shirt. It hung open, revealing her pert nipples on the small breasts of her chest.

She expressed how sad she was to be leaving, but that she was excited about getting home and back to school. She used the little girl voice with the tinge of Spanish that made him horny, and by the time they had finished eating and cleaned the dishes he was ready to fuck her.

Halfway back to his room, Randy stopped Maria and turned her to him. He studied her face, exotic with just the little smidgen of baby fat in the cheeks. Then he bent to kiss her and stripped off her thong. He left the expensive shirt on her and put both of his hands just under her delicious ass, lifting her up and deftly shifting his forearms under her thighs. Hefting her light body again until her thighs rested on his shoulders, he backed her to the nearest wall. Pinning her there, he drove his tongue into her pussy and set about making her cum one last time before she left.

Maria caressed his bald head and he looked up at her while continuing to explore her pussy one final time with his tongue. She was gasping and trying to talk.

"I ... I was wonderinnn," and she squealed as he sucked hard on her clit and flicked the nerve endings with his tongue. When he released it, she tried to get her thought out again. "I wondered how we would leavvvv," and her body shuddered on his shoulders.

He let her slide down onto his upturned cock, her pussy accepting it whole with little resistance and backed her away from the wall into open space.

"Oh godddd," she moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

At first, Randy fucked her slowly and she molded her body onto his as they kissed deeply while his cock gently plumbed the depths of her pussy. She was amorous, working herself up and down on his dick by using her legs against his forearms as they continued to kiss.

Later, reflecting on the time he spent with her, Randy wondered if that kiss hadn't lasted longer than any kiss he'd ever been a part of. He had gone to the video, something he rarely did, and timed it.

They had kissed and fucked, slow and sensual, for exactly seven minutes and forty-seven seconds while standing in the middle of the confluence of his bedroom doorway and the dining area.

It had only ended when she broke off and leaned back, looking at him with those pursed lips of hers and telling him, "Jódeme duro papá." She said it with a tone that seemed to him like a demand, and he did not bother to ask what she meant this time.

Instead, he slowly picked up the intensity until their intercourse turned animalistic. The fancy shirttail was flapping in time to the slapping sound of her body against his. The sound was jarring as it echoed loudly throughout the room each time her little body slammed down onto his shaft. The only thing louder than the sound of their bodies was her constant cries directed toward the ceiling.