Trenta y Ocho #2
But I’m going with my guts and my intuition; I’m gonna let it ride and trust mis Diosas.
And right now I’m trusting him. Y a mi misma. And myself.
“ Quítate la ropa interior, cabrón, ” I tell him, feeling that divine feminine energy surge through my veins. Gracias, Aphrodite. Thank you, Aphrodite. I appreciate the boost.
“What’s that mean?” Que te amo y te confío. That I love and trust you. I jam my thumb underneath the waistband of his draws and pull them away from his body. Y eso significa que soy jodidamente valiente. And it means that I’m fucking brave.
“It means take these off.”
“Fucking hell, Ed.” He rips the black material down his diesel-ass thighs, and I’m left staring at the biggest fucking verga, dick , that I’ve ever seen. He’s thick, long, and red. Like every blood cell in his big body is down there.
He’s balanced over me, with his monster verga hanging over my pussy, and his chain hanging over my face.
He’s got a precum puddle at the end of his dick, and some of it slides off his tip and lands in my bush, right where an X is.
I slide my hand between us, and his eyes widen when my hand brushes the underside of his big-ass cock.
“What are you doing, hermosa ?” His abs flex as he looks down his sexy-ass stomach to watch my fingers.
“Remembering who I am,” I confidently tell him as I find the patch of sticky liquid.
“And who’s that?” He asks as I rub three clockwise circles of his jizz into the hidden tattoo above my pussy—it has me feeling like his.
“Yours.” Porque lo soy. Because I am.
“Fucking right you are.” He kisses me hard before I can say anything back, and it feels like a TV show moment, when he breaks away and says, “I fucking love you, Ed.”
Like, how is this my real life right now? Am I really about to do this with this hot-ass man who just said he fucking loves me? Sí, sí, lo soy. Yes, yes, I am . Even if he doesn’t stay in my life, it’ll forever be one of the best moments I've ever lived through.
I feel his hard cock knock against my clit, and my hands go to his hard-ass chest. Damn, this man and his hockey muscles.
My fingers flex over a collage of tattoos; there’s the numbers 3-4-5 in bold black ink, his last name, some scary-looking devils in different shapes and sizes, a bunch of half-dead-looking roses, and this angry black cat that’s situated right over his fucking heart. That one looks fresh.
“The cat’s for you,” he says while he lines himself up with my hole, and I feel my pussy reactively clench. I squeeze my eyes shut while reminding myself that I’m fine, when I feel his mouth on my forehead, and hear him say, “You're safe and sound, Ed. Are you ready for me?”
“ Yo se , I know,” I breathe out, letting go and relaxing my body into his comfy bed. His eyes scan my face, and I nod my head to let him know I’m okay. “I’m good.”
“Yeah, you are, hermosa .” His reassurance is comforting, and so is the smile on his face. “Now, dame un beso, Ed. (Now, kiss me, Ed).”
I tilt my head up and he bends down, pressing our lips together when I feel his enorme verga slowly push inside my hole.
“Fucking hell, Ed. You feel so fucking good. Damn,” he says on a ragged breath as he fills me with his big-ass dick. “I love how your cunt’s squeezing me like she doesn’t want to let me go.”
“I don’t,” I say, sucking in all the air in the room when he starts to move inside me. Oh, mis diosas, wey.
His arm slides under my lower back, and I instinctively arch up for him like my body knows what she wants.
I let her lead the way. I’ve never known touch like this, and it’s so fucking powerful; he’s got me going into this hypnotic state with every thrust of his hips.
This fine-ass man is like a fucking drug.
He rubs my clit with the rough pad of his thumb, and I whimper out his favorite name like the greedy fucking hoe that I am for his nice-ass dick. “?Aye, Papi, don’t stop!”
“Never, demon girl, not even in fucking hell.” He lifts me to his chest, leans back on his knees, and brings me up until I’m spread out and sitting on his hairy bolas .
“Now wrap your legs around my waist, and fuck my cock, Ed,” he demands as his hands move my thighs to where he wants them before he palms my ass. “Fuck it like it’s yours.”
My arms wrap around his neck, and I hold on to his chain like fucking horse reins, when he starts hitting that spot inside my pussy. I ride him like it’s my fucking salvation. His arms tighten around me like I’m his.
I arch and stretch my head back, opening up my chest and everything inside of it to him. My beating heart and the air I breathe. Fucking gut me and put me back together.
He licks my tits before sucking my left nipple into his mouth, and I wrap my arms around his head to keep him there while my insides erupt like a fucking volcano.
“?Qué riccoo!” I moan out while tipping my head back. “Te amo, te amo, te amo (I love you, I love you, I love you,)” I whisper yell with my eyes toward the ceiling of a newfound happy place.
“OHHH FUCKKKK!!!” he roars like a fucking lion, and I feel his cock twitch inside me before he pulls me off his big fat dick. I fall back on the bed and my body trembles as he fist fucks his wet cock, before shooting his cum onto my tits and stomach.
“Fucking hell, Ed,” he says while he falls next to me and pulls me into him, kissing my lips, “I love you, too, hermosa .”