Puerto Rico Seduction

Carlos watched Diane's face as his fingers slid effortlessly over her soft skin, smiling as her lips grew slack with enjoyment and her eyes closed. Her pussy had begun to lubricate again almost as soon as Carlos' oiled hands had closed over her, and now its sperm-soaked lips parted as Diane's arousal grew.

His hands working slowly and easily at her slippery breasts, Carlos slid his meaty thigh between Diane's long legs until it nestled against her eagerly pouting vulva. Within a few seconds she had begun to rotate her curvy hips against him, unable to stop herself and not even wanting to, thinking now only of the pleasure radiating from her breasts and exposed clitoris. Her nipples were reddened and tender beneath his smoothly sliding hands, and so stiff they were almost sore. Her straining mound ran wetly over the huge Puerto Rican's leg as she masturbated herself against him, her own gathering moisture now mixing with the semen oozing from deep inside her and allowing her clitoris to glide deliciously back and forth on his iron-hard thigh, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She was sighing with enjoyment and knew that she was becoming more and more aroused.

Carlos felt Diane beginning to squirm gently beneath his expert ministrations, her breaths now soft purrs of excitement. His penis had been steadily lengthening and now as he watched Diane's eyelids flicker almost shut and her head roll helplessly to one side, his huge penis swung slowly up past the horizontal, pulsing gently as it rose until the drop of precum at its tip was almost brushing against his stomach. His own breath was quick and heavy now, his hands beginning to squeeze Diane's breasts harder so that they almost slid out of his hands as he played with her. He shifted his weight above her, his eyes ablaze with renewed lust.

Diane's hips rose from the bed as Carlos' leg moved away from between her thighs, her brow wrinkling as she tried to keep rubbing herself against him. Her eyes fluttered open and she watched, heavy-lidded with the tingling pleasure radiating from her slippery, expertly manipulated breasts, as Carlos shifted position above her. The huge Puerto Rican knelt over Diane and shuffled forwards until his knees were under her armpits, his huge torso towering over her and his buttocks resting lightly on Diane's belly.

His hands running firmly over Diane's heavily oiled breasts, Carlos leaned forward and Diane gasped as she felt the weight of his heavy erection nestle into her wet cleavage. She realized what he was going to do, and her fingers gripped the scarlet sheets as she felt Carlos push her full, firm breasts together, enveloping his huge cock.

Carlos sighed as he closed Diane's slippery breasts around his immense penis, and then he let out a whimper of excitement as he eased his hips forward over the beautiful woman's body, his erection sliding between her breasts until his balls rested against their plump undersides and his dome lay just below her neck. Carlos withdrew so just his blunt glans was buried between Diane's oiled breasts, then he slid forward again until his tip popped out above her shining globes. Gasping with excitement, the huge Puerto Rican began thrusting gently back and forth above her lovely body, unhurriedly fucking Diane's tits, watching her beautiful face and the sight of his gleaming cock contrasting with the flawless white of her cleavage each time he popped out of the tunnel of her breasts on his forward strokes.

Diane tilted her head back against the pillow, not wanting to see Carlos tit-fucking her but still able to feel and hear him sliding between her breasts. And still his hands stroked and squeezed and manipulated her slippery tits, and still it felt tremendous. Diane didn't really like the way he was using her... yet she could hear her own quickening breaths, heavy with arousal at the delicious tingling which radiated from her chest. Her breasts had always been a major erogenous point for her and now was no exception.

Carlos was panting hotly as he thrust again and again between Diane's breasts, her nipples bullet-hard beneath his sliding hands. As his eyes ran across her beautiful face and raven hair he knew he couldn't last much longer. Her pretty head slowly tilted sideways, that gorgeous hair fanning out over the pillow, and Carlos marveled at how her dark hair contrasted with the flawless fairness of her skin. The huge Puerto Rican began to plunge faster between her pendulous breasts, squeezing the supple flesh until Diane's mouth opened at the sensation. Her tits were perfect, he thought, no hint of any bikini line whatsoever. He looked down at Diane's shining breasts slithering beneath his hands as his huge erection plunged relentlessly between them, and he whimpered with ecstasy as he felt himself pass the point of no return.

Diane grunted with discomfort as Carlos squeezed her breasts tightly, knowing what it must mean. She felt him slide between them once more, all the way forward, then felt his huge erection pulse strongly against her chest.

The huge Puerto Rican gasped with relief as a long rope of semen shot from his swollen penis, flying over Diane's shoulder and landing in the thick darkness of her hair. His shaft pulsed again and Diane flinched as his hot seed hit her face and the underside of her chin and ran into the hollows of her neck. Carlos panted with pleasure, his spunk squirting rhythmically over Diane's face, neck and chest in long, warm jets, growing thicker as his orgasm deepened. His peak seemed to go on and on as he emptied himself onto her skin, but eventually the flow of semen became a series of tiny spasms, appearing during his gentle forward stroke and being wiped off each time he withdrew from between Diane's pliant flesh.

Eventually Carlos stopped moving, and a few seconds later Diane sighed with relief as she felt his big hands release her aching breasts. She tentatively opened her eyes.

The Puerto Rican was gazing down at her, savoring the sight of his gorgeous prize streaked with the thick, white stripes of his semen. As she watched him Carlos lifted up and leaned forward so the end of his still-hard cock was at her lips. Diane's mouth opened slightly and her tongue tentatively went to the huge head, wet with semen.

"Lick it," he encouraged her. Da ran her tongue over the head, making Carlos straighten and inhale sharply as she laved at the sensitive flesh. Carlos moved so that his cock slid over her lips and up her face, with Diane licking the long shaft as it crossed over her mouth. Then Carlos pulled back to look at her once again.

"Now, rub it in," he breathed.

Diane frowned uncomprehendingly. "I'm sorry?"

Carlos leaned down, and Diane's eyes flickered with shameful pleasure as he began to gently caress her supple breasts again... but this time his hands quickly began to work higher, smoothing the warm ropes of semen across her shoulders.

"Rub it in - like this."

Diane swallowed, hesitating for a second. Then, remembering the bargain she had made with herself to agree to the huge Puerto Rican's every whim, she lifted her slim hands to her throat and began to run her fingers through the streaks of Carlos' sperm. She kept working her fingertips over her skin until the whole of her face, neck and shoulders glistened with a shining coat of his semen.

"Good." The huge Puerto Rican smiled, his hands beginning to slide feather-light over Diane's gleaming breasts once more. "Very good. Now please lick your fingers."

Just do it, Diane told herself, just do what he says. It's nothing you haven't tasted before. Besides which, Carlos' gentle manipulations were beginning to send little tendrils of pleasure into her mind again, her nipples stiffening as his oiled fingers slid effortlessly over her breasts. Her eyes beginning to close with guilty enjoyment, Diane raised her hands to her mouth and began to slip one finger after another between her lips.

She held Carlos' eager gaze as she sucked his semen from her fingers. He tasted extremely salty, she thought. Much more saltysaltier than David, or any other man she had ever tasted. She wondered briefly if that made him more virile, or more fertile, or if it was just a biological quirk. At least she had remembered to take her pill that morning, she thought. When she had finished, Diane lay her arms down spreadeagled across the bedsheets, her eyelids half-closed now as the fingers gliding smoothly over her slippery breasts began to draw her desire from the folds of her body once more. Diane felt herself involuntarily becoming aroused under the Puerto Rican's ministrations - for the third, fourth time? - and realized with utter shame that she was beginning to hope Carlos was going to make her climax again.

She felt the huge Puerto Rican's weight shift from her belly as he dismounted her, and Diane's sculpted thighs parted wide as Carlos knelt between her long, smooth legs, still playing with her shimmering breasts. Diane sighed with enjoyment as the Puerto Rican gently flicked her oiled nipples with his fingers, then her closed eyelids fluttered at the sensation of his tongue sliding into her navel.

His lips worked downwards over her rounded pubis, skirting around the tiny, vertical stripe of close-trimmed dark curls above her labia, and then Diane's lips parted as she felt the tip of his tongue run lightly along the full length of her shining clitoris. Her breath left her in a shivering gasp as Carlos closed his lips over her and began to suck at her engorged clit, his tongue tip flicking gently from side to side.

Carlos slid his big hands slowly off of Diane's fabulous breasts, leaving them tingling with pleasure. His fingers ran unhurriedly over the hollows of her waist and the curve of her hips, leaving thin tracks of shining oil on her superb body, before trailing feather-light across her smooth inner thighs. Diane knew where he was going, wanting him to be there, and she heard herself whimper softly with anticipation as his fingertips found her eagerly pouting vulva. Without preamble he gently peeled her moist, pink pussy lips all the way apart, and Diane's head sagged to one side as his finger slid easily into her wet, open vagina.

Carlos was still flicking Diane's clitoris with his expert tongue, and he smiled inwardly as his searching finger ran over a small bulge in the roof of her vagina and he felt Diane's body stiffen at his touch. The Puerto Rican began to concentrate on the rough-textured bump of her, brushing his finger over and around the beautiful woman's G-spot as Diane's hips began to move rhythmically against his mouth and fingers.

Diane's mouth opened with pleasure as Carlos expertly masturbated her, arousing her quickly and easily. Her long calves drew together over Carlos' shoulders, pulling him towards her as her hips began to squirm gently against him, his fingers and tongue moving with her and attending ceaselessly to her clit and G-spot. Inside his mouth, Diane's clitoris was growing crimson with excitement, and the sweet bump of her G-spot was plump and bloated under his fingertip. Her head rolled onto her semen-coated shoulder and her tongue ran over her lips as Carlos worked at her relentlessly. Soon, she knew, she would lose control and then the sweetness would overcome her... and she craved the sensation, yearning for the huge Puerto Rican to finish her off.

"Make me come," she whispered longingly. "Please... make me come."

Relishing the control he had over her body, Carlos let his tongue slip away from Diane's shining clitoris, enjoying the groan of disappointment which was quickly followed by a whimper of pleasure as he flicked his tongue over her crimson clit once more. At the same time, Carlos continued to tease Diane's swollen G-spot with an expert fingertip, stroking and stroking as she gasped with helpless excitement.

Diane moaned softly as she felt herself begin to spiral inexorably upwards, her flat belly trembling with anticipation. Her fingers gripped handfuls of scarlet sheet as Carlos worked at her, flicking her engorged clit inside his sucking mouth but concentrating most of his effort on her plump, bloated G-spot. Her hands found the back of his head and pulled him into her, desperate for the climax she was building toward. Then Diane whimpered with agonized relief as she passed the point of no return, and with Carlos tormenting her sweet bump over and over, the wave of ecstasy rose up and engulfed her.

Diane convulsed as her orgasm took her, her shoulders lifting clear of the pillows and a cry of ecstasy escaping her lips. Between her firm thighs, Carlos suddenly felt Diane gush hotly onto his hands and face. The smell of her was heavy and intoxicating, and Carlos' penis stirred between his legs, beginning to straighten and lift once again.

He gently kissed her clitoris as Diane's hips writhed against him, his finger leaving the sweetness of her for a second before returning to glide quickly back and forth over her tortured G-spot, generating another small orgasm from her. His own semen was running from her body along with her hot ejaculate. Above him, Diane was whimpering with ecstasy, her body now slumped back into the pillows as her orgasm drained her. Oh God, she thought, oh God, oh God. She needed that so much.

Carlos' tongue ran very gently around the hood of Diane's clit as the tremors of her orgasm gradually diminished and faded, her whimpers subsiding into heavy, contented sighs of satisfaction. She slipped her hands over her glistening breasts, caressing them gently.

Diane relaxed into the soft pillows, her body lax and sated, dimly aware in her contentment that the huge Puerto Rican was still lightly stroking her clitoral hood with his tongue. Her now-oily hands slid away from her breasts and fell against the thick sheets as she nestled her head into the soft pillows. This is crazy, she thought. Technically, she was still being raped - but she had just had the deepest of orgasms, and was so relaxed she was in some danger of actually falling asleep.

Her reverie was interrupted by Carlos moving up her body, her legs still draped over his arms, spreading her open to him. Diane lifted her head and immediately saw his huge cock, fully erect once more.

"I must have you again," he told her. "Never have I had a woman three times in one afternoon! This is what you do to me!"

He sank his cock into her as he spoke, taking her in one quick thrust. Diane gasped at he entered her, not in pain - she was too lubricated for that - but at the feeling of being completely filled by him. Her mind flashed back to a lover she had years ago who also had a huge cock. She had been obsessed with it and the orgasms it gave her, until she met David and discovered love that was more than just sex.

Carlos was amazed at his endurance with this woman; she aroused him in every way! He plunged his cock into her, fucking the silkiness of her hard, reveling in the feel of her on his shaft. He was surprised when he felt her beginning to move with him, pushing herself up at him for more penetration. He deliberately slowed his thrusts, wanting to make this last so he could see where it went.

Diane's breathing became quicker as her hips rolled up at him. Her eyes opened and locked on his as they coupled.

"Yes! Fuck me with that big cock!" she hoarsely urged him. "Give me all of it!"

Carlos was happy to grant her wish. He thrust into her as deeply as he could, adding the grind at the end that he had seen her husband use. Diane moaned at the penetration; her hands going behind him to pull him into her as he fucked her.

"Fuck me hard, fuck me deep," she panted out. "Do it Carlos, use that cock on me!"

Carlos wondered if something had snapped in the woman's mind to make her like this. Whatever was happening, he was going to make the most of it. He fucked Diane to another climax, holding back his own for a final act of debasement.

"Cumming, cumming on your big cock!" she moaned. "I love it...oh my god!"

When she had calmed he fucked her until his own orgasm was near. He quickly pulled out and moved up her body so his cock was over her face.

"Finish me with your mouth and hands," he told her.

Diane didn't hesitate, taking his cock in both hands and pumping it while sucking at the head. The sight of her doing this was enough to take Carlos over the edge.

"Ahhhh! Take it, my lovely," he moaned as he came. He watched her stroke his climax out of him and was amazed at the amount of cum he produced, having cum twice already. The white fluid jetted over Diane's face, streaking across her nose and forehead and into her dark hair.

"Yes, paint my face," she murmured. "Give me your cum!"

As the spasms stopped she moved his cock to her lips and kissed it, lapping at the head for the drops of cum still there. Carlos was stunned! This goddess had gone from demure wife to sexual wildcat in just a few hours. Juan was going to be very pleased when his turn came tomorrow.

The huge Puerto Rican kneeled next to her for a time, enjoying the sight of Diane's spent body. The glorious curves of her breasts and hips and buttocks still gleamed with oil, her inner thighs shone with his sperm and her own juices, and her face, neck and shoulders were tacky with the drying semen he had emptied on her from between those fabulous breasts and this latest orgasm. He sighed contentedly and looked at his watch.

"Diane."

She turned her head resignedly to face him. She had already felt needs that she had hoped were in her past. Was there still more?

"You have been here for a little over three hours," Carlos informed her. Lifting his immense body from the bed, the Puerto Rican ambled over to the wardrobe.

"Your husband is likely to return from meetings in about forty-five minutes time. I suggest you go to your room, take a shower, and prepare yourself for his arrival. You may use this robe."

Diane recognized the plain white bathrobe as Carlos draped it over her body, a standard-issue hotel accessory.

"I...I don't have the room key," she stammered.

Carlos smiled down at her. "I will give you a spare when we go back out to reception." He wiped his glistening penis casually with a towel. Quickly pulling on his shorts, the Puerto Rican smilingly watched Diane as she drew her tiny, black swimsuit panties up over her hips and slipped into the bathrobe, knotting the waistband tight around her slim waist. Her bikini brassiere she stuffed into the robe's pocket. She could feel a dampness on the back of her neck, and Diane blushed as she realized that she had semen in her hair. In her dazed state she forgot about the cum streaking her face.

"This was splendid!" beamed Carlos, beckoning her out into his office.

Though she tried to remain outwardly calm, Diane's long legs wobbled unsteadily as she walked past him, her body weak and aching from his ceaseless attentions. Carlos followed and turned to face his beautiful captive as they approached the outer door which led to the hotel's reception lobby.

Sliding his huge hands around Diane's upper arms, he eased her body against the white door, stepping forward until his body brushed her robe-covered breasts. Lowering his head, he parted Diane's swollen lips quickly and eagerly with his mouth, driving his tongue firmly between her teeth and pressing her back against the wood with a gentle bump. He kissed her fiercely for several seconds, sucking the air from her and smearing his lips against hers as he hungrily explored every corner of her mouth. Then he released her, leaving Diane's lips feeling tingly and bruised.

"Well, my gorgeous little sex-pot. This has been a wonderful afternoon." The Puerto Rican beamed happily down at Diane as her eyes fluttered open after his ravenous kiss. "Maybe I will see you at dinner."

Diane sighed, weariness beginning to steal over her. Please, just let me go now, she thought. I've done everything you wanted. "Maybe," she replied. "We'll see." She gave him a small, tired smile.