“I fucking went to a board meeting, Eugene. You were here when I was called, and I had to excuse myself! Enough of you acting all insecure and unkind towards me, please. This is really boring already, Eugene. It is really getting boring already; please just stop. Stop, please”
Rosita couldn't help but express herself bitterly.
She had resorted to emotionally blackmailing him, and she was optimistic it'd yield a positive outcome, which, ironically, it did.
Eugene didn't say any word further. He only inhaled deeply, a smirk appearing on his face.
“Do you want me to continue?”
“With?” She asked, feigning ignorance of whatever it was that he meant. Oddly happy with the fact that he was now switching the discussion.
He scoffed.
“You want to act ignorant of knowing what I meant?”
“Yes, dear boyfriend. I want to act ignorant of knowing what you meant by asking me if you want me to continue because I am totally clueless as to what you meant.”
Eugene smirked once again and scoffed, shaking his head sideways.
“Do you enjoy my pussy licking?” He winked.
Rosita smiled. Adjusting herself on the bed and allowing the clothes that she had covered herself up with to fall down from her body involuntarily, revealing her fleshy erogenous zones once again. Eugene loved what he was seeing. She knew he loved it. He wouldn't just stop staring.
“You actually have a good body, Rosita,” he said. She didn't say anything.
“I am heavenly sure you must have heard that countless times, and I don't need to remind you, constantly remind you that you're pretty and have a banging body.”
“Thank you, Eugene. Can you now resume duty on my body, please?”
Eugene grinned. “I thought you'd never ask.
“Oh well, you're wrong. I just did.” They both laughed.
He pushed her lightly to the bed to resume her previous position.
He then moved his mouth onto her clit, sucking her into her, pinching her rock between his teeth and sucking it in short bursts; his fingers moved to her cunt, and he slid two fingers into her, moving them around and feeling her cunt walls pushing them in as deep as he could. With his face in the way, he struggled to frig her cunt deep enough, releasing her mouth from her.
‘Play with your cunt, Rosita, show me how you make yourself cum!’
‘I can’t do it; I can’t please don't make me do that!’ She blurted out,"
‘Try… come on…. I will help you.’ He pleaded.
She nervously moved her hand to her pussy and started to rub herself; in time with her movements, she started to pump her fingers in and out of her, encouraging her.
‘Come on, that’s it, play with yourself, honey; make yourself cum with your fingers, you pretty little thing.’ The more he had talked dirty to her, the more turned on Rosita became.
‘That’s it, harder, faster, come on, I want to watch you cum, you horny little thing!’
Her fingers moved faster and faster over her clit; she jammed her fingers knuckle-deep into her; her breath and moans quickened as she started to build to orgasm; she felt her muscles tighten on her fingers; her pelvis twitched as the spasms took over her body; Rosita cried out in ecstasy. Her juices pushed past Eugene's fingers, and much to her delight, she squirted other fluid over his face. He then slowly moved his mouth back onto her, softly licking her as she recovered from her first orgasm in a long time! (So he thought.)
He then gently moved out of the way, letting her lie flat on the bed. Rosita crawled up the bed, lying next to him, his arm lying over her breasts, softly stroking her. He laid his arm over hers and absentmindedly stroked her arm.
‘You know…… ‘I haven’t been able to come for ages… that was so special,’ she confessed.
Eugene would never know it was a lie; he smiled. Feeling so good and proud of the feat he has just achieved.
“Hey baby, why don’t you come to kneel over my face? Let me take a taste of your cunny now. Hmmm? I’m desperate to have another taste of you, my darling girl.” Without hesitation she scrambled above her, kneeling on either side of her head facing the headboard, her wonderful dainty pink pussy just in reach of his hungry mouth.
Jude’s photo and voice Was just flashing over her eyes.
“Now…… I want you to hold on to that headboard, and you’re not to let go, okay?” he demanded.
“Okay.” She immediately responded, her heart racing so fast inside her chest.
He then slowly pointed his tongue and moved it up and down her slit, up to her clit and back towards her cunt hole. With slow, steady licks teasing her clit until it started to swell and push past the hood, she moaned so quietly to start with until his tongue started to flick over her now swollen button. The faster he moved his tongue, the louder her moans became until she pushed her pussy onto his face, grinding herself down on him.
Eugene was making her feel so wanted and needed. She was trying all she could in Return to take away her mind from the distraction she was having. Distraction of Jude, which was just coming into her head.
He then moved her mouth over her clit, sucking on it, pulling the flesh and distending it until his tongue could rasp back and forth over its tip while he continued to suck. It didn’t take long for her little virgin toy’s legs to start to tremble as she built towards the second orgasm under a few hours and then she went over the edge, panting and rubbing herself over her face. She let her excitement subside a little before he clamped his mouth again over her engorged button and drew the sensitive flesh hard into her mouth.
He continued to suck relentlessly, sucking in a steady rhythm, his tongue again rubbing over her little clit. Again she tensed, and she sped up her ministrations. She cried out, and she went over into another orgasm, gasping for air, and the sensations took over her again. He gently licked her over and over as she calmed.
Before she had a chance to move away, he, for a third time, clamped his mouth over her.
“I fucking went to a board meeting, Eugene. You were here when I was called, and I had to excuse myself! Enough of you acting all insecure and unkind towards me, please. This is really boring already, Eugene. It is really getting boring already; please just stop. Stop, please”Rosita couldn't help but express herself bitterly.She had resorted to emotionally blackmailing him, and she was optimistic it'd yield a positive outcome, which, ironically, it did.Eugene didn't say any word further. He only inhaled deeply, a smirk appearing on his face.“Do you want me to continue?”“With?” She asked, feigning ignorance of whatever it was that he meant. Oddly happy with the fact that he was now switching the discussion.He scoffed.“You want to act ignorant of knowing what I meant?”
Prior to his tongue coming to her, she was ordered by Eugene to stay by the side and start fingering herself as furiously as she could. “This is actually one of your punishments for messing with my head,” he had commanded her the moment she came back into the house and after they had exchanged pleasantries and talked for a while.“Wouldn't you at least check out this cloth I had gotten you and at least eat your fruits?” She had managed to demand, innocently, numb to the atrocities Eugene had planned for her. He has been pacing up and down the whole house prior to her arrival.“Where the hell have you been, Rosita?” She could see the rage in his eyes even though he had tried to hide it.“You need to calm down, Eugene, please, and let me just explain –“I don't need any fucking explanation from you, Rosita! I don't need any damn fucking explanation for you just disappearing on me AWOL and showing back up unannounced as well without any explanation, and you want me to listen to your b
What the fucking hell is wrong with this boy, for heaven's fucking sake?”She thought out loud.“What is wrong with whom?” Jude turned to look at her. Oblivious to what is happening.“Uhu?” She asked, feigning ignorance of whatever question he had asked.“Yes-yes-yes,” he stuttered. “You were actually muttering some incomprehensible words to yourself a few minutes ago."“Not true, Jude. It's actually not true. Please focus on what matters most to you now, which is removing those overgrown hairs from your mustache.” Rosita tried to joke around, but Jude only shrugged off his shoulders and fixed his eyes back to the mirror.Rosita had turned over her phone. She wanted to make sure that despite the long distance between them, Jude wouldn't be
The bed was big enough for whatever he wanted to do with her body.“Why would you rub your fluid on my hair?”She asked, rather irritated.He scoffed.“You want weird sexual fantasies from me, right?”He was pulling himself from the bed, taking his time until he was fully up on his feet.“Is rubbing my vaginal fluid on my body part of it?” She asked, ignorantly.Jude shrugged. Clicked his tongue while going to stand in front of his mirror.“Suggest something more soothing and more seductive than that. I will wait.”Rosita allowed a smile to part through her smile as she cuddled up herself with the duvet, and for the first time i
The next day came rather quickly for the trio after last night's wave of emotions hit Rosita, and now she knew she was about to handle the next major step, which was making sure this relationship was fair to all parties involved.She wouldn't want to get both men craving for her at the same time when she's not available.It was time to know how to handle things between the two.Rosita had kept to herself after choosing to sleep over at Jude’s apartment; she had been in her chest most of the night to get some space to think. “So how do I get to handle this? I would rather not open up to Eugen how I feel about him since the last time I did, it ended with a breakup.” Rosita confined her nervousness within herself, reminiscing about the first time she had opened up to a younger male about how she felt about him, and this gave him the confidence to toy with her, hence leading to a breakup when she could no longer tolerate him.Jude Was sleeping soundly beside him, and his snores could be h
“God, you’re so wet,” he said as he brushed a finger over her hot vagina, and one could practically feel the heat radiating from her, and the sweet, pungent smell of earth and honey filled his nose as he stepped closer.He paused at her entrance. Rubbing her head up and down on her slit.“Beg me for it. Fucking beg me for it Ro-si-ta”iShe groaned; she was practically rabid. Her lust had reached such primal levels it was almost difficult for coherent speech. Jude did not blame her; he’d given her almost 4 orgasms tonight already without actually touching her at all.“Please…fuck me...please Jude. Fuck me like you haven't in the past,” she begged. Her eyes Filled with lust.“You taste so good; fuck me while I have your cum on my face.”He wasted no time. He rammed his cock deep into her pussy.