Hielo - Sex Stories

Hielo

... back and let him fuck me on the kitchen table? What do you think?” With that she slid two fingers between her pink, engorged lips and pushed them deep within her, her face exuding exquisite pleasure at her self-penetration. “Fuck, that feels good,” she said. After several thrusts with her fingers, she withdrew them and slowly brought them to Alejandro’s nostrils, allowing him to breathe the scent of her. Slowly she moved her hand to the ropes that were binding Alejandro’s wrists. She untied the knot, but left the rope wrapped around his wrist, then proceeded to do the same to the other one. Alejandro struggled and strained to pull his hands out of the ropes, which loosened but only gradually. Hielo moved herself back, and rested her bottom against the kitchen table. She looked at Alejandro, struggling to free himself. “Yes, Alejandro,” she teased, sliding her fingers back between her drenched sex,. “I’d fuck any man who wanted me. Right here, on this table. I’d let him take his cock out and fuck me until he came. And........maybe I do.” She leant back fully on the kitchen table and spread her legs, her fingers twisting and delving inside herself. With each thrust of her fingers her moans became louder. “God, yes. He’s fucking me. He’s got such a hard, insatiable cock, Alejandro.” Alejandro was burning his wrists against the rope as he pulled and pulled to get them free. Eventually, one hand came free, then the other. Like a man possessed he began working on the ropes that ...

... were binding his ankles. His cock was now rigid and angry, his mind a chaos of lust, jealousy and need. Hielo had wrapped her fingers around the half-empty bottle of wine that was on the table, had brought the neck to the lips of her pussy and in one movement slid it easily inside her. She moaned the word ‘Fuck’, over and over as she worked the warm neck in and out of herself. Alejandro finally freed his ankles and stood up quickly. His legs buckled a little under him from the way he had been bound. Then, in a blaze of uncontrollable lust, he moved to the kitchen table where he pulled the neck of the bottle from Hielo’s grip, causing her to squeal in disappointment that the flow of her pleasure had been broken. In one move, Alejandro pulled the front of Hielo’s basque down, to reveal her swollen breasts and engorged pink nipples. He poured the remainder of the wine from the bottle over her glistening breasts, and moved his desperate cock between Hielo’s legs. In one angry movement he thrust himself deep inside her and moaned aloud as he felt her suck him in and her pussy walls tighten around his thick length. Hielo moved her hands to her breasts and slid them around in the wine, causing her nipples to harden yet further. Between her legs she felt Alejandro began to ram her with his cock, his fullness reaching deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He felt the heels of her boots dig into his buttocks, and then again, driving him on. “Your wife is a whore, ...