Mafia Desire (Erotica)

He gently undid the buttons on her blouse, revealing more and more of her pretty satin bra, which was holding up her large, round breasts. Finally, he slipped the blouse from her shoulders and placed it across the top of his bureau. He undid her belt next and the button and zipper on her slacks. He slipped his hands over her hips and slid her pants down, kneeling down to follow them to the floor. She stepped out of them, and he carefully folded them and placed them with the blouse. He admired the beautiful lingerie and ran his hands over the smooth fabric. Her nipples responded to his touch and pressed against the inside of the bra. He reached around her for the clasp on the bra. A flick of the fingers and her breasts were free. He pulled the straps from her shoulders, down her arms, and placed the bra on the bureau. He’d never seen such large breasts before and immediately put his hands under them to lift them up and squeeze them together. Rochelle’s eyes closed in pleasure as Ben kissed the soft flesh in his hands. He started on her right tit and kissed his way closer to her nipple. As she began to moan, he moved to the other tit and began kissing his way to her left nipple. He reached its edge, and she was breathing heavily in anticipation when he moved back to the right one. She moaned in frustration, then squealed when he took the entire nipple and large dark areola into his mouth. His tongue flicked across the hardening bud then he began to suck.

Rochelle gripped his head and pulled it harder against her, and he sucked even more of her tit into his mouth. He used the flat of his tongue to stroke the nipple until it was stiff with need, then he suddenly switched to the other nipple and thrashed it well with his tongue.

Rochelle was dripping wet when he moved his hands down to slide her panties down her legs. He kissed her aggressively, and she whimpered into his mouth as he pulled her naked body against his. His cock was so hot and hard against her stomach.

Ben suddenly lifted her in his arms and laid her out on the bed. Before she could catch her breath, he positioned his face between her legs, and she felt his hot breath panting on her tingling pussy. Devon was a master pussy eater, so she was worried that Ben wouldn’t measure up.

“Please let me taste you,” Ben whispered, his breath sending shivers through her sensitive skin. Her back arched in reaction.

“YES! YES!” Rochelle squealed.

She was waiting for Ben to begin licking her clit, Devon’s favorite attack, but instead, Ben’s tongue began a journey to places Rochelle never expected to find pleasure. He teased and caressed, lapped, and stroked as she cooed and trembled, yet her clit remained untouched.

Soon it began to take notice of its neglect and yearned for even the slightest touch. Rochelle squirmed and tingled and panted, pulling at Ben’s head to no avail. His teasing tongue dipped between her nether lips deeply, and he drank her nectar while her hips trembled. The tension built, and her nerves buzzed with need. She was about to scream in sexual frustration when he sucked the stiff little nub between his lips and stroked it feverishly with his tongue.

Then scream she did.

Her orgasm roared through her, and her legs locked up. Ben pumped two fingers rapidly into her gushing pussy as his tongue circled and lashed her throbbing clit. The sensations were coming in too fast, and she thrashed on the bed gripping his hair and crying out each time his tongue battered her senses. Her back arched until she was just shoulders and heels on the bed.

This was nothing like Devon. She’d thought Devon was a master, but he’d only reached the surface of her pleasure. Ben was triggering deep waves that coursed throughout her entire body. Her eyes rolled back, and she pulled Ben’s face tighter against her.

When her legs finally gave out, she dropped back to the bed. Ben quickly moved up her body and pressed the hot head of his cock against her tingling pussy. A slight push, and he was in. He began with long slow strokes, ending with a brief grind, which was an incredible tease.

She’d never expected this. The heat. The fullness. The maddening tingling and the steadily accelerating thump of his pelvis against her clit.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Ben took her mouth in a deep passionate kiss while his strokes increased in speed. She broke the kiss to cry out his name over and over as she raced up to another explosion. She felt Ben getting close as well. Soon, too soon, they both cried out as their releases took them. Ben rolled onto his back and pulled Rochelle up on top of him. He was still deep inside her, and she noticed he was still rock hard. She felt Ben’s hands caressing her large ass. He kneaded the flesh in his strong hands, and she felt herself getting excited once more.

“Stay out of my ass Ben. That’s something I don’t do,” she said quietly when one of his fingers got a little closer than she was comfortable with. His hands moved away, and she relaxed under his constant squeezing.

“You have an incredible ass, Rochelle,” Ben growled playfully.

“I love how you appreciate it!” she replied as she trembled.

Ben began to slide Rochelle up and down on his chest, which plunged his cock into her wet pussy and dragged her nipples across his chest. She began to moan as he used her ass as a handle to drive his cock in and out of her more and more rapidly.

Rochelle’s nipples were bullet hard and pressed against Ben’s chest. She made unintelligible sounds of pleasure as her tits sent shocks of bliss through her body.

She found her voice again. “BEN! God! Ben, what are you doing to me?” she cried as her pussy sucked at his thickness. The pressure of her own body was keeping her clit in constant contact with Ben’s body, and she felt herself reaching for one more peak.

As he got closer to his own release, he began to pump his hips upwards as well, and the intensity doubled. Their bodies began to slap together, and that was all it took for Rochelle to crest once more, which triggered him.

Ben pulled out of Rochelle once she settled down. She was utterly drained and deeply satisfied. He didn’t have the strength to lift her head, so she just kissed Ben’s chest, where she lay. She felt something slapping against her thigh and realized it was Ben. He was still hard! There was no way she’d be able to take him inside her again tonight, but there was one thing she could do that he’d probably never done before.

She carefully rolled off of Ben’s chest to rest on her back. She took a moment to catch her breath.

“Ben, you have one more in you? I want you to place it right here.” She pressed her tits together.

Ben’s eyes lit up, and he crawled over Rochelle’s body until his heavy cock was resting in Rochelle’s cleavage. She squeezed her tits around Ben’s cock, still wet with her juices, and he moaned in delight. “So soft!” he whispered.

“Start pumping, Ben. It will feel very good in no time. When you’re ready to pop, tell me.”

He pulled back, and his slick cock slid between her breasts. He threw his head back in bliss. When he pushed forward, it felt even better. He tried to take it slow, but it just felt so damn good that his hips started moving on their own, and he was pumping furiously in no time. His eyes opened to look down into Rochelle’s dreamy ones. Her face was blushing, and she was squirming as she squeezed and tugged at her nipples.

That sight triggered Ben. “Oh, God, Rochelle! I’m going to cum!”

“Up here, Ben!” She opened her mouth to accept his cock. He moved just a little higher, and she took the head of his cock deep into her mouth. It was too much for Ben, and he came. Hard!

Rochelle kept Ben’s cock in her mouth and pumped away with her hands to get every drop. When he was done, he flopped back on the bed, completely satisfied. “That was incredible!” he gasped.

She made a show of swallowing, and Ben was surprised by her huge grin afterward. He returned it. “I never did that for Devon, but now I see how little he’d been doing for me. He had no finesse and just tried to get me off quickly to have his fun, and I didn’t know any better. Greg was less attentive than Devon, which makes you so much better than Greg!”

Ben sighed. Being compared to her previous lovers was not something he was comfortable with. “Let’s get cleaned up, and if you like, you can sleep here with me tonight. I’ll change the sheets first.”

“I’d like that,” she smiled.

They got out of the bed, and she ooo’d and aww’d over Ben’s large shower stall.

“Oh! I don’t want to get my hair wet.”

Ben looked for and found a shower cap and helped her tuck all of her hair underneath. They got in and luxuriated in hot water and suds. But no sex. Ben enjoyed washing Rochelle’s tits but had to stop when her nipples became too stiff, and she ached. He did spend a delightful amount of time kissing her sexy mouth. Rochelle was breathless when they finally left the shower.

They dried off, and Ben quickly changed the sheets. As Rochelle had no sleepwear, Ben slept naked as well. Both were exhausted and promptly fell into a deep sleep.

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Morning came, and Ben was the first to wake. The room was very warm, and the sheets had been kicked down to the foot of the bed. He felt Rochelle’s steady breathing on his chest and realized they were on their sides facing each other. Then he saw that Rochelle was on the edge of the bed, and he was tucked up against her.

That’s when he noticed small hands on his back and short legs spooning him from behind. Silky hair was pressed between his shoulder blades.

Tina was in bed with them. Not cool!

He heard a sigh and grumble behind him, and the hairs on his neck stood on end. That wasn’t Tina!