[Latin women's passion and desire]

Author: Unknown
Having just finished showering, I stood naked in front of the dressing mirror, scrutinizing my figure. A pair of devilish hands reached out from behind
and encircled my waist. Looking in the mirror, I asked the owner of those hands,
"Honey, have I gained weight again…?" I asked with a worried expression.
"Hmm! Let me feel…"
My husband's hands began to roam restlessly up and down, his wet tongue lightly licking my earlobe, his fingers teasingly
caressing my clitoris. My whole body felt like it was on fire, unbearably hot. I writhed, moaning softly. My husband
lifted me up, letting me sit on his lap. In my hazy peripheral vision, I saw my reflection in the mirror
, so wanton, my love juices glistening in the sunlight filtering through the curtains. My husband seemed to notice
me looking at him, and his hand deliberately slid down, his fingers touching my clitoris. A jolt of pleasure shot through my
brain, and my husband whispered to me in a breathy voice.
"Wife, you're so wet, so incredibly wet."
All my strength seemed to drain away in an instant, and I collapsed into my husband's arms. Unexpectedly, he
slipped his fingers, moistened with my love juice, smoothly inside me. Startled, I simultaneously
contracted from the pleasure, tightly gripping his fingers. My husband kissed my back, half-jokingly saying,
"Baby, relax, or you'll break my hand."
My face flushed, and I shyly stuck out my tongue, relaxing my body to allow his hand to enter and exit.
As soon as his hand was free, he began thrusting in and out rapidly. My body couldn't withstand wave after wave of pleasure,
reaching heaven…
Reaching my climax, I licked my lips, dry from moaning, and collapsed onto my husband, ready
to rest. But he swept me to the bed. Looking into his eyes, I saw only naked
desire for me. I pretended to be oblivious and asked,
"What's wrong? Weren't you going to rest?"
She knew I was playing dumb. Without a word, she showed it through her actions. This time, she was even gentler than before
, lightly kissing and nibbling my earlobe, neck, collarbone, chest, stomach, lower abdomen, back, waist, hips, thighs,
calves, and even my ankles. I realized then that my ankles were also an erogenous zone. With each kiss
, she left a mark. This kind of kissing was unbearable, but unfortunately, it exposed all the sensitive spots
. A little restless, I didn't think twice and forcefully pushed her head towards my private parts. My husband was uncooperative.
She looked up at me, scratching herself while asking,
"What do you want me to do...? Baby?" She smiled wickedly.
Looking at her wicked smile, a thought even more wicked than that handsome face surfaced in my mind.
"Mmm..."
I coquettishly raised my hands to encircle her neck, slowly offering my red lips, and with a gentle push, my husband
was pinned beneath me.
I straightened up, the sunlight filtering through the window curtains gently falling on me. I gathered my long hair, a few strands falling
onto my flushed cheeks, damp with sweat from passionate lovemaking.
"Wife, so beautiful. My Venus..."
Before I knew it, my husband's hand had quietly and gently grasped my snow-white breasts. I laughed
and gently slapped his hand away, then grabbed his hands and tied them to the headboard with stockings. My husband looked at me with a panicked expression
. I smiled and whispered in his ear,
"My dearest old husband, let your old wife serve you, let's try something different."
My husband panicked, struggling violently, saying frantically, "No! I'm a tsundere! How can I
let you touch me...no..."
His almost wailing voice echoed in my ear.
I chuckled, twisted my waist, and my husband's wailing stopped instantly. Another twist, replaced by a soft, almost inaudible
moan. Hearing his own moan for the first time, my husband blushed and pressed his lips tightly together.
"No...no...no...no...don't shake me, I...I...I...I'll get excited." My husband stammered
.
"Then follow your desires! Why be shy! We're both women!"
"But...but...but I...it's my first time!"
"What are you afraid of?! I'm an expert!"
"Then...please, expert, spare me!"
"Heh~~~No way!" I said, covering my husband's eyes with a handkerchief.
"Hey~you naughty woman, ah..." Her softened moans left her no time to think...
through the thin t-shirt, I caressed my husband's full, soft breasts, gently stroking them, and his nipples immediately stood erect
and bloomed for me. Watching my husband shake his head like a rattle-drum, I couldn't help but smile slightly. I held his head still and gently
kissed his tightly closed lips, soothing his uneasy emotions.
"Are you uncomfortable...?" I whispered in my husband's ear.
My husband's lips remained tightly pressed together, not uttering a word. After a few seconds...
"It feels good, but... it feels weird too, honey, can we stop now..."
"Why...?" My mind was filled with questions.
"Because... because... because it feels weird down there." As he finished speaking, my husband's face turned red.
"Let me see!" I said, reaching my hand down.
"No!"
As my husband struggled to close his legs, I preemptively touched his private parts.
"Oh my god! Honey, you're so wet. Wetter than me."
Ha! "So my husband is more sensitive than me!" I chuckled to myself.
"Ugh!" "I'm a tsundere! I don't want it anymore!" My husband tried to break free of his bound hands.
I slipped my hand inside his t-shirt, gently caressing him while slowly pulling his shirt up
.
I lowered my head and kissed my husband's nipples. He arched his back in pleasure, and I kissed my way down his body
—his stomach, sides, buttocks, legs, calves… Moans escaped from his tightly closed lips.
Sunlight bathed my husband's naked body, highlighting his slender waist, full, soft breasts, and erect nipples. Beneath the layers
of clothing, he was simply a woman waiting to be loved.
As I broke down his last line of defense, he quickly snapped out of his daze and yielded to her weakened
will.
"What's wrong...?" I asked her.
"I...I..." My husband couldn't get a straight answer.
"Relax, don't be tense; enjoy it, don't resist, okay?" I soothed him while gently caressing
his fair body.
I lightly licked his tense thighs, caressing them with my tongue. He slowly relaxed, and
I was able to peek into his secret garden.
I lightly licked his clitoris with the tip of my tongue, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, sometimes light.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." He arched his back excitedly, his tightly closed lips unable to contain
the moans of pleasure. Suddenly, I stopped. He fell
back onto the bed, panting, his chest heaving.
"Are we going to heaven...?" I asked with a smile.
He nodded shyly. Without another word, I continued playing with his clitoris and tongue. This time, I added gentle kneading of his 　　erect nipples
with both hands . 　　"Mmm...ah...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...mmm ah..." My husband could no longer control his voice. 　　His legs trembled slightly, proof that he was about to reach heaven. I continued to give him passion, and 　　for the first time, he was so shameless, twisting his waist and asking me for more. 　　"Ah..." 　　My husband, having reached heaven, lay panting and limp on the bed, 　　his naked body stained with a rosy hue from the intense lovemaking, his love juices soaking his thighs and the sheets. I untied his bound hands and eyes, wiped 　　his sweaty face and hair, and kissed his forehead. My husband was too shy to look at me. 　　"Was I very wanton just now? I'm a lesbian, how could I do this! You're not allowed to touch me next time." 　　My husband threw a tantrum at me like a child. 　　I smiled gently. While she was unable to retaliate, I scooped up her love juice with my fingers and said to her 　　, "Hey, this is your honey!" 　　My husband blushed and tried to brush my hand away, but I put my fingers, which were covered in love juice, into my mouth and 　　savored them carefully. 　　"Mmm... sweet and sour. Not bad!" 　　My husband turned his back and ignored me. I turned my back to him too. 　　"Goodnight! Time to sleep!" I closed my eyes and was about to fall asleep. 　　Suddenly, my husband pinned me down again. 　　"Who said you could sleep...!" Oh 　　my god! I saw her wicked smile again... 　　"Tie me up, hmm... you wicked little vixen, you won't be sleeping tonight. I'll make you 　　pay double, heh..." My husband's wicked smile almost stretched to his ears. 　　"Who told you to be so beautiful!" I muttered under my breath, but the sharp-eared devil still 　　heard me. 　　"What? My dear old wife, I'm incredibly handsome! I'm a lesbian! I should say I'm dashing!" 　　my husband said, basking in his own self-admiration. 　　I burst into laughter, my husband's face turning a deep red, his cheeks puffed out, as he 　　spoke to me with righteous indignation. 　　"Don't laugh!" 　　So I laughed even harder, laughing uncontrollably... because I was so focused on laughing, I missed the fleeting slyness in her eyes 　　. 　　The laughter stopped, replaced by a series of seductive moans. 　　"Mmm... Husband... You're so naughty!" I complained in a soft, sweet voice about her cheesy tricks. 　　"What? Not okay? I said I'd double it." my husband said matter-of-factly, his hands relentlessly 　　demanding. 　　Her hands danced gently over my body, each finger like an electric shock, sending 　　shivers and tingling sensations through me, pleasure coursing through my limbs and up to my groin, making me feel unbearably hot. 　　"Husband...I want...mmm..." Her hazy, starry eyes were filled with burning desire. 　　Before my husband could speak, I grabbed her hands and placed them on my full breasts, guiding her hands to gently caress them. 　　"My queen, I am at your service." Faced with my initiative, my husband's eyes were also filled with desire. 　　"Mmm...lick me..." 　　Her tongue explored my garden, gently sucking on the unopened bud. A jolt of electricity shot through my body, and I arched my 　　back, demanding more tenderness from her. My husband's tongue gently licked the bud, while his hands ceaselessly caressed the sensitive 　　inner thighs. My fingers gripped the sheets tightly as if clinging to a lifeline, afraid that letting go would drown me in the tide of passion she gave me 　　. Under my husband's licking touch, the bud bloomed in the most beautiful way under her tongue, my body receiving 　　wave after wave of tingling sensations from her, without ceasing. 　　My husband's fingers joined in the caressing, teasing the entrance to my flower path. Suddenly, her tongue 　　licked my anus. I immediately lifted her head and said shyly, 　　"No, it's not clean there." 　　"How could that be! My wife is the most beautiful. Don't resist, enjoy it." My husband soothed my panic. 　　Hmm, that sounds familiar! Her next move left me no time to think... 　　My husband's tongue danced in my anus, sending waves of tingling pleasure through my limbs and pounding 　　my brain. 　　"Mmm... mmm... mmm... good... good... weird... oh... ah..." 　　I gripped the sheets tightly, so excited I could hardly breathe. Suddenly, a tremor ran through me, and I... orgasmed. My uterus 　　contracted incessantly from the orgasm. Her eyes were full of surprise, like she had discovered a new continent. 　　"You... orgasmed??" 　　I shyly turned my flushed face away. My husband kissed my lips, brushed away the strands of silk covering my face, and before 　　I could catch my breath, he lowered his head again to play with my blooming flower bud. This time, he used the same thing I had used on her on me 　　. His fingers gently caressed my nipples. Oh my god! I finally knew what that feeling was like. 　　When a woman's three most sensitive spots are attacked, it almost overwhelms me. Arching his back, my husband's tongue pressed even deeper into my garden. 　　I could feel the engorgement of my flower bud. 　　"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...husband...mmm...wife...wife...I'm...I'm going to...going...to..." 　　I couldn't speak coherently. 　　Unable to withstand the tide of passion, I was finally overwhelmed. My body convulsed as the tide of passion surged through me. Before the tide of passion subsided, my husband slid...

He slipped his fingers inside, deep into her flower path, and stopped.
"Husband, it's so full, my body is full of you." Her intoxicated starry eyes signaled to her husband's next move.
Her husband held my naked body, my arms wrapped around hers, I felt her burning heat, almost
scorched by it. Her hands began to move rhythmically, each movement taking me to
heaven. My fingers clung to her back, the tips digging into her flesh, slipping and
leaving passionate red marks on her back. Her husband quickened the rhythm of her fingers, unable to withstand wave after
wave of pleasure, I closed my legs, trying to stop her demands, but she only quickened her pace. Finally, I couldn't
close my legs, reaching the summit.
I collapsed in my husband's arms, greedily panting for air after the surge of pleasure.
My husband picked me up and sat me on his lap. I wrapped my arms around her neck, inhaling her
unique scent mixed with CK perfume from the crook of her shoulder. In a moment of respite, her hand slipped gently into my flower path,
teasing me. Before I could react, I was swept away by another wave of passion.
"Is it good...?"
"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...mmm..." I was lost in the moment, unable to answer any of my husband's questions.
Through my hazy vision, I saw my husband's face; her cheeks were flushed crimson from the passion, my favorite expression. Wave after
wave of pleasure overwhelmed me, forcing me to close my eyes and endure, leaving no time to appreciate her expression. Another climax left me exhausted,
collapsing onto her. My husband gently laid me flat on the disheveled bed.
"Is that enough?" he whispered in my ear.
"Mmm..." I was too weak to answer.
"But I want more."
My husband rolled me over, making me kneel with my buttocks facing her. Without even needing lubricant, he easily slid into my flower
path.
"Wife, you're so excited today..."
she said, moving rhythmically. I could only respond with soft moans, my shyness barely registering. My breath became disordered by her movements
, my body flushed crimson from the waves she gave me, and my moans grew more wanton with her panting. I couldn't control
my moans, letting them out loud with each breath.
"Ah... um... um... um... um... um... husband... husband... I'm... I'm... I'm... I'm going to... come..." As I
reached my climax, I uttered lines from a Japanese adult film. It's all because she always drags me to watch adult films; she really corrupts
me!
My uterus contracted violently, my flower path tightly gripping my husband's fingers, enjoying the fleeting waves.
The first breath I took through my nose sent me limp, collapsing onto the bed, but I had also lost control of my bladder, leaving the bed soaked.
"Honey, I'm sorry. I..." I buried my face in the pillow, not daring to look at her.
She touched the colorless liquid and told me,
"Wife, you squirted, you know...?"
"Really not incontinence?!" I looked up at her in confusion.
"No..." My husband smiled at me.
I relaxed on the bed, too exhausted to turn over. My husband turned me over, took two wet
wipes from the bedside table, and wiped the thin layer of sweat from my face, while also tidying us up.
My husband got up and went to the small refrigerator, poured a glass of ice-cold water, and fed it to me. The cool water slid down my
throat, relieving the dryness after the orgasm. My husband pulled me into his arms, kissed my forehead, and lovingly
stroked my hair. I shifted my position, comfortably resting in her arms.
"Are you alright...?" my husband asked with concern.
"Mmm..." My whole body felt as tired as if I had run five thousand feet, mixed with a lot of sweetness.
"I love you." My husband kissed my lips deeply.
"I love you too." I kissed her back.
My husband turned on the stereo by the bed, letting Kenneyg's saxophone lull us to sleep.
That day, from the time I showered until I went to work the next day, I didn't leave the bed. A good ten hours, I think! I think…
…
[The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/214970.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=214970&aspx=1

Previous Page : Scrolling marquee - 075

Next Page : The Mad Emperor's Hundred Beauties: The Barbarian Protector - Chapter 003: The Alluring Jade Without Flaws

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[Latin women's passion and desire]

comment Open a new window to view comments