07. Strip Chess with Guapa - Sex Stories

07. Strip Chess with Guapa

... out on the table in front of me so I could properly pump her. My cock was like a released wild animal in her now, Guapa completely loose and splayed out on the table as I rammed, each push moving her away from me further up the table until I had to climb on too. I threw one of her legs over my shoulder and held it there to keep her in place while I knelt and fucked hard and fast, desperate to cum and in the process gradually lighting her up again. My grunting thrusts grew frantic and Guapa started curling up on my cock, repeating the same phrase over and over – god knows what – and with a sensation of being whacked by gods own fist, I came inside her. We cried out and our hips spasmed like two ends of a shoved-together high-voltage cable. I was thrown forward and she hugged me hard with arms and legs, just hanging on for dear life as I jammed a crazy fit of thrusts into her. The real world settled slowly over our twitching bodies and laughter tumbled out of us into long gentle kisses. “Mother. Fucker.” Guapa gasped into my neck and slowly untwined her limbs from me so I could flop off onto my back, lying on the hot stone like a sacrificial lamb, eyes closed, panting out deep breaths and trying ...

... not to giggle. I opened my eyes to find Guapa sitting up, her eyes flicking all over me, smiling. She pecked a kiss to my lips, then disappeared down… I sat up and watched incredulously as she nuzzled into my wet cock and licked at it, at first lazily then, as if taking some energy from it, up on all fours and more vigorously. After the intensity of our orgasm, this was a delicious and comforting sensation and had the enjoyable side effect of keeping me very hard. She looked over at me, smiled sheepishly and, I swear, actually licked her lips. Then dropped her mouth over my cock and sucked tenderly at it. I laughed, absolutely nothing else on my mind but pure undiluted pleasure, and sent a silent prayer of thanks to my best friend back home as I pulled Guapa’s hips over me. I would love to leave this story here, and would if it wasn’t for one tiny extra thing. Guapa and I licked at each other like this for quite a while in the lovely sun. Just letting our bodies re-charge for the next bout of fucking. At one point, almost as an aside, she said, talking between her legs, “El Gato, you know… you lick me just like Sara!” Then just carried on as if that wasn’t the most interesting thing I’d ever heard.