Making A Queen Ch. 04

Jack started to push forward, crawling onto the bed and making Isabella crawl back towards the head of the bed, the two of them keeping their desperate mouths glued to each other's, prolonging that kiss for as long as fucking possible. It wasn't long before Isabella was laying back onto the mattress, her dark hair fanning out around her on the pillow as Jack's body laid atop hers, his knee nudging her thighs apart so that his hips met the cradle of hers.

They both gasped as his cock came into contact with that little fucking thong she wore. It was an annoying barrier, but even with it there, Jack could feel the wet heat of her slit beneath it, just begging for attention from his cock. He was too impatient to go through the motions of peeling the fucking panties off of her. His lips left hers, their gazes locking as he reaches down between them, his fingers curling into a fist around that pretty lace waistband. With one solid fucking yank, the lace gave way with a rip. Izzy gasped, her hips leaving the mattress as Jack ripped the material from her body, her pussy finally coming back into contact with Jack's cock for the first time since this morning.

Jack tossed the remnants of the lace off to the side to be utterly forgotten about, Isabella's pussy pressing against his dick, all hot and wet and slippery making him groan in satisfaction. Yeah, that's what he fucking wanted, that wet little slid rubbing against every achingly hard inch of his dick. Jack put a hand on either side of Isabella's head and lifted his upper body up off of hers in a sort of push up movement, his gaze flowing down between them so that he could watch as he starts to rock his hips back and forth, hypnotized by the sight of his cock glistening with the evidence of just how much Isabella wanted his cock buried inside that little cunt of hers.

The full, heavy length of his cock slid back and forth across Isabella's swollen, sensitive little pussy as he rocked his hips back and forth, grinding himself down against her. She was so wet that it made things easy, the lips of her pussy cradled his cock as he glided it back and forth with little rolls of his hips. The thick head of his cock hit her clit and she moaned into his mouth, squirming enough to lose the perfect position.

Jack's cock slid down between her pussy lips until the tip of it kissed the entrance to her hot fucking cunt. He felt the walls clench at the feeling of his broad head held right there, hard and ready to push inside. She gave her hips a little wiggle, eagerly pressing herself forward towards him and it was just enough to get the tip of him to start pushing inside of her needy little hole. Jack muttered a curse under his breath at the sensation of her walls wrapping, hot and wet, around the head of his cock.

Isabella moaned out a curse in Spanish, but her sound of pleasure was lost against the sound of Jack's growling groan of satisfaction. One of his strong hands slid down to her thigh, his fingers digging into her supple skin as he lifted her leg up onto his hip, pulling her body closer and angling her hips towards him just the way he fucking wanted. Isabella compiled without hesitation, wrapping her leg around his waist.

The shift in positioned forced the fat head of his cock to push completely into her clenching little cunt. Her pussy squeezed down around him, convulsing like it was trying to pull him deeper inside. She dug her nails into his shoulders and pressed her hips up off the bed just as Jack slammed his hips down to meet hers. His balls slapped against her perfect, fat ass as he buried every inch of his big, thick cock inside of that wet little hole. Isabella muffled her moan by pressing her lips against his shoulder, but it wasn't enough, her cry of pleasure echoed throughout Jack's bedroom.

"Fucking.. perfect, Isabella... so tight... God, yes, take it all, feel it fucking stretch that pussy open," Jack spoke the words in a graveled tone, his hips staying pressed to hers but doing little swiveling motions that caused his cock to rub around, grinding that fat tip of his against her wet, rippled walls, finding all the spots that made Isabella gasp, curse, moan and squeeze that little pussy tighter around him.

Jack slowly starts to withdrawal his hips, his cock sliding out of her inch by inch, her pussy making a wet sucking sound as it tried to hold onto that big cock with everything it had. It felt so fucking good that Jack could hardly stand it.

"Oh, fuck... Papi, yes, I fucking love your cock... Fuck, fuck me, please? I fucking need it, Papi, please!" Isabella begged her hips pinned beneath the pressure of Jacks, keeping her impaled on his dick.

With the hot Latina begging for him to fuck her like that, Jack didn't hold out long at all before he was slamming it back inside. He started fucking her with hard, pounding thrusts. Over and over again he drove his dick inside that tight little hole, filling it, stretching her tight around every hard inch of him. It felt so good, that Isabella couldn't help but to move in time with him, raising her hips up off the bed to meet his.

The bed, which was sturdy, but surprisingly it starts to squeak a little under every shuddering thrust, mixing with the sound of Isabella's moans and the clap of their sweaty bodies meeting over and over and over again. Jack suddenly latches on to Isabella's nipple, his hot mouth sucking at her flesh as it bounces with the impact from every one of his hard thrusts. She pushes her hand into his hair and holds his head against her breast, moaning and cursing in a language Jack didn't understand as he sucks and bites at her perfect tits, adding more and more sensation until everything Isabella knew was pleasure. Every slide of his skin, every flick of his tongue, every time he sank inside and the base of his cock brushed against her swollen clit.

Jack groans out above her, his thrusts into her losing their rhythm and becoming a more wild, rough. An uncontrollable slamming of his hips down into hers. He pounded in and out of Isabella's pretty pink pussy, over and over again. She knew he was about to cum, and she fucking wanted it. Needed it. She raked her perfectly manicured red nails down his back, her fingers finding his ass cheek and digging in to encourage his orgasm.

It didn't take very long before Jack let out a curse and shoved his cock inside of Isabella all the way to the hilt. The feeling of his orgasm slamming through him like a tsunami of pure sensation. He gave one, full-body shudder. His cock throbbing so fucking hard, and he was so thick Isabella swore she could feel the veins that lined his dick. Then, there was that hot, wet burst of cum inside of her. She moaned encouragingly as he shot her full of all that hot creamy cum. She released her grip on his ass, making an approving sound while she nuzzled her face into his neck.

"Mmh, fuck, Papi... I'm not done yet." She murmurs, making him hesitate for a second, taken a bit by surprise.

Before he could question it, Jack found himself being rolled. Isabella planted her foot on the mattress, keeping that leg hooked, she used leverage and momentum to roll them both over. Jack groaned as he suddenly found the woman sitting impaled on his cock, her face a few inches from his with all that dark, curly hair curtained around them, a little smirk on her beautiful face.

"Fuck, Isabella..." he mutters, his hands finding those thick fucking hips and digging his fingers into her soft skin as she starts to move.

Isabella lifted herself up off his cock only to let her weight and gravity drop her body back down onto his cock. He hit deeper in this position, and she wasn't shy about moaning out her delight as she started riding his sensitive cock, the constant stimulation not even giving him the fucking chance of getting soft. She slid her hand down her body, her fingers finding her pussy. She was wet, his cum was leaking out all over both of them and she used all that moisture to her advantage rubbing his sticky warm cum into her clit with quick, demanding little circles.

Jack couldn't help but to watch on in awe as Isabella flipped the fucking script, and for the first time, someone was using him as their own personal fuck toy. It felt so fucking good inside of her, that little cunt all wet and full of his cum pounding down onto his sensitive cock with the weight of her body behind every drop he couldn't even fucking complain about it.

Isabella's fingers on her clit as she watched Jack watch her, their eyes making contact and holding it making the whole thing that much more fucking intense. It was over way too fucking quickly for Izzy's liking, her orgasm hitting her out of fucking nowhere.

"Si, Si, fucking fuck, yes, god, Jack!" Isabella cried out loud enough that Jack was sure his maid in the kitchen knew that the woman sitting on his cock was having a good fucking time.

All Jack could do was hold the fuck onto her. The way her orgasm made her cunt tighten up around his dick and then rapidly start to squeeze and release and squeeze and release around every inch of over-sensitive bit of him made his whole fucking body tense up underneath her, the pure pleasure of it robbing his breath and making his muscles lock up. After several seconds of Isabella riding out her orgasm, she drops her head on his shoulder as her bouncing turns into subtle little grinds down against him.

"God.. Damn, woman," Jack mutters as he rubs his hands up and down her back, a happy little laugh leaving his throat as he holds her against his chest. She was seriously something else. "Mmmh.. fuck you're hot," he mumbles before pressing an affectionate kiss against her cheek.

Isabella grin, sucking in a slow, shuddering breath. "Oh, Si. I know."