Tinder in Colombia is a Different Ball Game - Sex Stories

Tinder in Colombia is a Different Ball Game

... her exposed pussy in front of me and my dick now released and fully erect, I pushed my bare cock into her from behind, prone bone. With both hands on the floor for balance I pumped hard and aggressively. Each thrust made a hard slapping sound followed by a coinciding groan from Daniela. With the testosterone coursing through my veins, and Daniela pinned between the me and the floor this felt so raw and primal. I continued fucking her harder and faster. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge but I didn’t want this to end so quickly. I slowed down until I was giving her one hard, intermittent pump at a time, before pulling out. I was completely on the edge. I went down and tongued her pussy from behind, which was now swollen and plump from the hard pounding it was taking. As I slid my tongue inside her hole, one of her hands slipped under and began playing with her clit to bring her to a shuddering orgasm.

I was rock solid and dripping precum as she lay panting in the aftershock of an explosive orgasm. I put her on her knees, her eyes still glazed from cumming. I stood up, she wrapped her hand around my dick and began sucking, taking me to the point of gagging. After a few minutes of pushing in and out of that pretty mouth, I pushed her onto her back and pulled her legs up over my shoulders so I could enter deep inside her. Her pussy was puffy and soaked. It had a different sensation this time around. I pounded so hard and deep my dick was hitting her cervix. The floor of this raggedy old chalet was creaking with every thrust. She grabbed my arms and moaned. As I blew my load I pushed myself one final time as far as I could. My dick must have pulsed ten times inside her, unloading another shot of cum with every beat. I collapsed on the floor. “Fuckkkkk.” We looked at each other. We laughed. Hot Tamale!