Spanish Hospitality - Sex Stories

Spanish Hospitality

... her nipples with his thumbs, caressing her soft pliant skin. Fiona leaned forwards, until their chests were together and their lips met, then back up again, throwing her head back and pushing her breasts out as her hips drove him in and out of her.

Wrapped up in each other, neither saw the figure on the balcony, one hand between her legs, the other clasping a breast, nor the larger figure that emerged from the shadows and bent her forward against the rail, their bodies merging as he hammered into her from behind.

Matt could feel his arousal growing and Fiona's increasing pace and her held her hips, lifting her up, then pulling her down, thrusting his cock up inside her. Both were breathing heavily now, air rasping through lips and noses, their bodies urging them on, their passion increasing with each thrust. Faster Fiona's hips rolled until she threw her head right back and Matt could feel her pussy clamping down hard on his cock. With a final thrust inside her he came, thick ropes of cum spewing out of him spraying her insides.

There was similar outcome on the balcony, Miguel ramming his cock into Fliss' pussy until they both came, eyes locked on the scene developing below. Silently he pulled out of her and they drifted back into their bedroom, closing the sliding glass doors behind them.

Matt and Fiona picked up their clothing and returned inside, closing the doors behind them, then tip-toed naked upstairs to their bedroom, falling into bed, arms round ...

... each other, allowing sleep to overtake them.

They slept well after the long previous day and woke up with the sun bright behind the curtains. "What's the time?" asked Matt sleepily.

"Don't care," replied Fiona, "as long as I get what I want." With that she reached over and found Matt's penis, already hard, which she began to stroke, pulling him across the bed close up beside her. Matt bent his head and took a nipple in his lips as his hand slipped between her legs, exploring with one finger. He found her pussy, warm and moist and eased his way inside. He teased her clit and still nibbling away at her nipple, eased his body over hers and between her legs. She guided him to her entrance and he nudged up against it, pressing gently against her, slowly feeling his way inside. She wasn't fully wet, but moist enough to allow gentle passage and gradually his cock slid inside her. "Didn't you get enough yesterday?" He enquired as he began to move unhurriedly in and out.

"I can never get enough, you know that, now just make love to me." They started to move together, finding their rhythm, familiarity taking over as they brought each other slowly but surely to a climax. Matt felt Fiona's pussy tighten and he leaned back and thrust into her, his cum filling her as he pushed deep inside her, she pulled him tight into her body and kissed him as his deflating cock slipped out of her and he rolled away. "You go and have a shower," he suggested, "and I'll go and find some tea or ...