3 comments/ 22488 views/ 7 favorites La Cubana Caliente By: cuninglinguist61 "I'm at Tiny's. I just ordered my second drink, and I'm HORNY. Get over here NOW!" I didn't have to ask, or even wonder, who's voice that was on the other end of the brief phone call. Fran and I had been seeing each other for about three or four months, and she was becoming one of the wildest and horniest women that I'd ever known. I also knew that Fran's tipping point was either her third or fourth drink, so I threw on some nicer clothes and drove the couple of miles to Tiny's as quickly as I could. When I got there, I was surprised at how busy the place was for that early on a Friday evening. By that point, the after work crowd had usually headed home, and it was too early for the late-night partiers, but there was a good crowd there. I quickly found Fran in the middle of a crowd of women and slowly made my way over. As soon as I made it to the edge of her crowd, she saw me and squealed loudly. "Kurt! You made it!" she yelled, as she ran up to me and gave me a hug. I felt her large, soft breasts pressing into my stomach as she squeezed me in her arms. "Hi sexy," I greeted her, giving her a kiss. I looked around, and noticed that the entire crowd was made up of women, with the exception of one older man. Fran slid her arm into mine and walked with me as I headed toward the bar. I ordered myself a beer as Fran drank her Rum and Coke, and she stepped closer to me. "I'm so fucking horny right now, I could scream!" she whispered to me. "I want to do you right here!" I smiled at her and replied, "Oh really?", as I thought back to how much she had changed since we first met. ------- I first noticed her at a local Cinco De Mayo celebration that my favorite Mexican restaurant had sponsored. I knew the owner very well, along with her husband, and was helping them consume a bottle of Cazadores Anejo as I looked over the scene. I saw the cute, short Hispanic woman standing at the edge of the crowd, watching both the Salsa band and the dancers. She was swaying to the beat of the music, looking like she wanted to dance, but had no partner. She was short and very curvy, with her long black hair flowing over her shoulders, wearing a flowery dress that came a few inches above her knees, her firm, bare legs ending in a pair of short heels. Having spent quite a bit of time in both the Hispanic neighborhoods of Chicago and in Mexico and Central and South America, I knew that she was definitely Hispanic, but most likely not Mexican. I watched her as she looked around, and we soon made eye contact. I smiled at her, and saw her smile as she looked away. "She likes you," Maricela, the restaurant owner, told me. "She's cute!" "That, she is," I agreed. "Go talk to her," she told me. "She's single, and wants to dance." I looked at Mari, and decided, "Ahh, what the hell! Why not?" I can dance a passable Salsa, so I had little fear of making TOO much of a fool of myself in that department. I was more concerned about what her reaction would be, knowing that she was there with friends. My fears turned out to be for nothing, as the cute little woman quickly agreed to dance. I enjoyed watching her move as we danced the first few, up-tempo songs, and the fact that her dress rode up a few inches on her legs didn't hurt, either. To my pleasant surprise, when the band switched to a ballad, she didn't hesitate to step into me and take my hand so we could dance to that one, also. I slid my arms around her back and held onto her, enjoying how she felt in my arms, as we swayed to the slower rhythm. "I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to ask me to dance," she told me, looking up at me. "I saw you looking at me, and kept trying to send you mental thoughts." "So THAT'S why I suddenly felt the urge to dance!" I joked. "That explains it!" The song ended a minute or so later, and she took me by the hand and led me to an empty table. As we sat and talked, she told me that her name was Frances, and that she was from Cuba. Her father had been a diplomat for Castro, and was able to take his wife and three year-old Fran, with him on a trip to the U.S., where they defected. As we talked, one of Fran's friends came up to our table and started talking to her in Spanish, telling her that they were leaving and asking if she needed a ride home. When she asked her friend if they could stay just a little longer, I told Fran that I could give her a ride, if she wanted. Fran looked at me, surprised. "You speak Spanish?" "A little," I replied. "Enough to get myself in trouble." Smiling at me, Fran told her friend that she had another ride home, and that she'd talk to her in the morning. We continued talking for a little while longer, until the party started winding down. I took Fran home that night, and we wound up sleeping together after she pulled me into her apartment when I walked her to her door. Fran proved to be a very enthusiastic, but basically vanilla, lover. She owned no lingerie or toys, or even any sexy underwear. After our first night together, she told me that she'd only done doggie-style a couple of times, and had never been on top. She'd never even had sex outside of the bedroom, except for a couple of times fooling around in the back seat of her boyfriend's cars as a teen. Fortunately, she wanted to learn more, and I was the lucky one to teach her. It wasn't long before she had gotten rid of almost all of her bland, cotton undies and replaced them with varying colors of silk and lace, and some thongs. I also talked her into going toy shopping with me at an upscale shop near us that was owned and operated by women. Once I got her to loosen up, she began taking things into her own hands. She would occasionally go out without any panties under her skirt, she would go braless when we went out together, although she still wore a jacket or a larger shirt over her T-shirt or tank-top, and we christened every room in her apartment at least twice. One of the biggest surprises happened on her birthday, when she got drunk, which meant that she was horny, and told me that as much as she loved it when I slid a vibe in her ass, she wanted to feel my cock up there. Before she met me, she told me that she had never even been touched back there by a man. ----- "Yes! Really!" she breathed hotly. "It's a good thing that I decided to wear panties today. Otherwise, I'd be dripping down my legs!" "Mmmm. I know just how to clean up something like that, too!" I teased. "Stop it!" she replied, blushing slightly. "I'm already horny enough!" "Well, let's finish up our drinks and get out of here," I told her. "I've got to stay a little longer," she replied. "We're here for a retirement party for one of the ladies I work with." "Ok. How much longer, do you think?" "An hour, at the most," she said. "Do you see the tall, black woman with the grey hair?" "Yes." "Ok, that's Linda, and she's sleeping with the older guy in the crowd she's talking with, Eddie. They both think no one knows about it, but everybody does," she said. "One of them will leave soon, and then the other will, about fifteen minutes later. I'm guessing Eddie will leave first, get a motel room, and then either call or text her with the room number, and then Linda will leave," she continued. "After she leaves, we can go." "I have a nice buzz going right now, and while we're recovering from round one, we can get a good drunk on, and maybe I'll let you fuck my tight little ass," she added. "That sounds good to me!," I told her. "Do you want to go to your place, or mine?" "Mine," she answered. "It's closer." "Ok," I laughed. "You really are ready to go, aren't you?" "Yes!" "Ok! I'll follow you. Just make sure you drive fast, so you don't have to wait any longer than necessary." "I'll need a ride home, because I rode with someone else, and they already left," she responded, smiling. I laughed, knowing that meant that she would be all over me once we got into my car. Sure enough, about a half-hour later, Eddie, who was the department supervisor, made his good-byes, and fifteen minutes later, Linda got a phone call and then made her exit, saying that her daughter needed her to babysit. Fran then quickly said her good-byes, and we walked outside. When we got to my car, I pinned her body up against her door and pressed myself against her as I gave her a long, hot, passionate kiss, and my hands softly slid up her sides from her thighs up to her chest. "Oh my god!" she breathed, pushing me away. "Get in the car and let's get out of here before I attack you right here!" "And that would be a bad thing . . . why?" I teased, as I reached around her to unlock her door. "It's been a while since we've played around in the backseat!" "Ooohhh!" she moaned loudly. "As much fun as that would be, I'm in the mood for some toy play today, and they're all at home." "ALL of them?" I asked, opening her door. I knew that she kept a small, silent lipstick vibe in her purse. "Just drive!" she told me, exasperated, as she got into the car. I stood and watched as she sat down, and her dress slid up her legs to just below her crotch. "Damn!" I said loudly. "I do love those legs!" her legs were short, but very firm and shapely. As soon as I started up the car, Fran leaned back against the door and slid her skirt up to her waist. "You mean these legs?" she asked, dragging her fingers up along her inner thighs. "Ohh, yeah!" I replied, watching as she slid her fingers closer to her panty-covered mound. "Do you see how wet I am?" she asked, just before I pulled out of the parking spot. I looked down again. She was wearing a pair of lacy black, high cut panties that barely covered her shaved pussy, and I could see the juices that had started to slicken her thighs. "Oh yeah!" I said, watching her. She moaned loudly as her hand slid over the wet spot on her panties and she started rubbing on her pussy as I pulled quickly out onto the street. Fortunately, traffic was pretty light, so I was able to watch her out of the corner of my eyes as I drove. When I pulled up to the last light before her apartment, I heard her gasp loudly. She had grabbed the front of her panties at the top and pulled them tight, so that the fabric slid in between her pussy lips. I looked down and I could really see how wet she was as she kept pulling on her panties, rubbing the fabric against her clit. Her large, thick lips were shiny with her juices, and seemed to be getting wetter by the second. "Oh my god!" she moaned, pulling on her panties faster and harder. "I need to feel your tongue on my pussy SO BAD!" "We're almost there, baby," I told her. "OHHHHH!" she moaned as I hit the bump at the bottom of the driveway leading into her building's parking lot, causing her hand to slide even harder against her pussy. I pulled into an empty spot right next to her car, and we got out and held hands as we started quickly walking to her building. Fran pulled me by my hand and led me quickly to her front door. As she looked through her purse for her keys, I stood behind her and pulled her hips toward me, pushing my pelvis toward her. "Ohh shit!" she gasped, feeling my bulge pressing between her ass cheeks. "Give me a second. I can't find my keys!" "Hurry up," I whispered in her ear, sliding my hands further around her waist. "I told you that your purse was too big." Just as I heard her keys start to jingle, I slid my hands up and cupped her tits. I could feel her hard nipples through her dress and bra, and she moaned loudly as I squeezed them. Fran leaned back against my chest for a second, sighing loudly, and suddenly dropped her purse and keys as I started to undo the buttons at the front of her dress. "Shit! Damn it!" she moaned. I slid my hands back down as she bent over to pick up her things, and wrapped my fingers around her hips. "Mmmm. Perfect!" I said softly, as I ground my bulge against her ass while she was bent over. "Ohhmyygodd!" she moaned, quickly standing up. Finally, Fran got her key in the door and opened it up. Grabbing me by the wrist, she pulled me in and shut the door behind me. As soon as the door was shut, she pushed me up against it and kissed me. As our lips locked, and our tongues danced, I slid my hands down to her soft, full ass and pulled her into me. Our hips bumped, and I pushed into her, pressing my hard cock against her stomach. "Oh my god!" she moaned, pushing away from me. "I've got to have this, and now!" Keeping me pushed up against the door, Fran slowly got onto her knees. She looked up at me with a burning heat in her eyes and she pulled my pants open, roughly sliding them down to my ankles. "Ohh yesss!" she moaned as she wrapped her fingers around my hard bulge. "Oh, man, do I need this!" She leaned in and started kissing the length of my shaft through my boxers as she reached up and slid her fingers in the waistband. Wrapping her lips around the head, she slowly started sliding my shorts down my legs. Quickly releasing me from her lips, Fran pulled my boxers down to join my pants, still around my ankles, and wrapped her fingers around my thick shaft. "Ohh yeahh!" she moaned, kissing the tip of my rod and stroking the shaft. "I love your big, thick cock!" I moaned loudly as she wrapped her lips tightly around my head again, and slowly slid them all the way down my shaft. "Oh my god!" I gasped loudly, enjoying how good she had become at sucking my cock. I grabbed a handful of her long hair in my hand and held tight to it, something I found out that she liked, as she started bobbing her head up and down my pole. She slid her lips all the way back, releasing my cock from her warm lips, and stood up. Stepping in to kiss me and pressing her tits against my chest, she wrapped her fingers around my rod again, squeezing it tightly. "C'mon," she said, stepping away and pulling me by my cock. "I can't wait any longer. I need a good fuck right now. We can take our time next round." She led me by my pole to her sofa and sat me down. As I scooted forward so my ass was at the edge, Fran lifted her dress and slid her panties down her legs. I watched as she tossed her wet panties at the overstuffed chair at the end of the sofa, and she then straddled my legs. We locked eyes as she held my cock and started to bend her legs. I opened up the rest of the buttons on the front of her dress and slid it down her shoulders as she slid the tip of my cock up and down the moisture dripping from her slit. Reaching around her back, I flicked open the clasp to her bra, and pulled her arms from it, freeing her tits. I tossed her bra behind the chair that her panties landed on, and was pinching her hard nipples as her hot, wet lips started to open up and slide down over the tip of my shaft. Just as the head of my cock slid inside her, we suddenly heard a knock on her door. "Shh," she whispered, as she slowly lowered herself down on my pole. "They'll go away soon enough." I leaned in and kissed her nipples as I reached around and squeezed her ample ass while she slid back and forth on my shaft, and there was another knock, this time louder. "Fran?" we heard. It was Patty, her friend and upstairs neighbor. "Damn!" Fran grunted. "I know she knows I'm home. She probably saw my car. She won't go away!" We both moaned as she stood up, and we started straightening ourselves up. "Just a second." she said loudly, buttoning her dress back up as I pulled up my pants and tucked myself in. I sat back down as Fran opened the door, and Patty was standing in the doorway. "I've got to talk to you," Patty cried, walking in. Patty was my age, twice divorced, a little on the chubby side, but very girl-next-door cute. She must have come right to Fran's when she got home, because she was still dressed for work, in a rather conservative dress and shoes, with her hair tied back. Looking up, she saw me sitting on the sofa. "Oh. Hi Kurt," she mumbled. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were here." I knew that Patty wasn't crazy about me, because she and Fran used to go to church together every Sunday, until I came into the picture. Now, Fran rarely went, telling me that she only really went with Patty to keep her company. Usually, Fran and I spent Sunday mornings sleeping off our activities from Saturday night. "That's ok, Patty," I replied. "What's wrong?" Fran asked. Patty glanced up at me, before she started bawling her eyes out and looked at Fran. "I broke up with Bob," she managed to finally get out. I had met Bob a couple of times, and thought he was a pompous ass with a holier-than-thou attitude. He couldn't have a conversation without bringing up religion, and how everyone who didn't believe the way he did was wrong. Fran hugged her and held her as Patty continued crying, and she looked over Patty's shoulder at me with an "I'm sorry. What can I do?" look. "Do you want me to leave you two alone?" I asked, knowing that Fran was still as horny as hell, and would try to get Patty out quickly. "No," Patty cried. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt you. I just wanted to talk to Frannie a second, and maybe have a drink. I could really use one right now." "That's ok," Fran told her. "I think I've got some wine, if you want some." "You don't mind?" Patty replied. "Not at all," Fran told her, looking frustrated but trapped. "I'll get the wine," I said, standing up. I saw Patty look down at my crotch briefly, and I heard a small gasp and a sigh. I still had most of my hard-on, and tried to get out of there as quickly as I could. "I'll help you," Fran said, as she led Patty to the chair at the end of the sofa . . . the same one that her wet panties had landed in. I was opening a bottle of Merlot as Fran joined me in her kitchen. "I'm so sorry," she whispered. "She's really broken up by this. I can't just kick her out." "It's ok," I told her. "I understand. You're a good friend, and she needs you." "I promise I'll get her out of here as quickly as I can," she said, sliding her hand over my still half-hard cock. "Just don't get too drunk while you're talking to her. I don't want you passing out on me!" I teased. "I promise," she said softly, squeezing my pole. "I'll have just enough to let you fill my tight little Cuban ass with this nice, fat cock. Just follow my lead with Patty." I moaned softly at that thought, and she smiled at me as she took the wine glasses and walked back to join Patty. I had to wait a minute before I walked out there, to let my cock shrink back down a little, and Fran teased me. "C'mon, Kurt!" she said loudly. "These glasses don't do us any good without something to FILL them!" I walked back out a minute later, and poured both of the women a glass of the red liquid. I sat down with a beer next to Fran, after Patty said that she wanted me to stay. She wanted a man's opinion, "As long as I was there." She started telling us about her relationship with Bob. He apparently was a bit up-tight and very religious, using his faith as a reason not to do or like a lot of things that Patty did. "Why did you stay with him for so LONG?" Fran asked, before I could. "I thought there might be something there," Patty cried. "I'm not getting any younger, and I thought that I might be able to get him to open up by now." "A good man would be able to get YOU to OPEN UP," Fran said, placing her hand on my thigh. "That's what Kurt did to me." "So, what happened today?" I asked, as Fran started teasing me by slowly sliding her hand up and down my thigh. "Oh, my gosh. I'm so embarrassed," she cried. I sighed softly as Fran slid her hand up higher. I was starting to think that we were never going to get Patty out of here. La Cubana Caliente "Just SUCK down all of your wine, and tell us," Fran told her. I knew that Fran was emphasizing those words on purpose, but Patty didn't seem to notice. Patty did just what Fran suggested, though, and finished off her entire glass. Fran refilled Patty's glass, and Patty sighed, drinking the wine right away. "Ok," she said. "I've been with Bob for two years now, and we haven't had sex yet." "I decided that I was tired of waiting for him to make the first move, so I told him to come over for dinner tonight, and leave tomorrow open. I even told him, 'If you're lucky, we can go right to church together Sunday morning, too.'" She downed her glass of wine again, and continued as Fran refilled it once more. Patty took another big drink and sat back. "When he finally realized what I was saying, he kind of freaked out. I explained to him that I'm tired of waiting, and that I have urges, too, and that I'm tired of using my fingers, when I have a perfectly good man available." As little as I knew about Patty, I knew that she wasn't a drinker, and I could tell that the wine was hitting her already. "So what did BOB say?" Fran asked, squeezing my leg just below my shaft. "He told me that he didn't know that I was such a . . . a slut!" she cried. Fran and I looked at each other for a second while Patty cried. Fran then turned her body toward Patty as she slid her hand up to my rod. "Oh, honey," Fran said, squeezing my semi-hard cock. "Being a 'SLUT' can be a good thing, as long as you're HIS slut." "He's a fool," I said quickly. Patty looked up and quickly downed the rest of her wine before she looked at us. "I just hate him for calling me that, just because I want to have sex with him!" she said. "I'm just so damn horny. I can't help it!" "What do you think she should have done?" Fran asked me, squeezing my now hard cock. "Personally, I would have dumped someone like that a long time ago," I replied, feeling Fran's fingers squeezing and pulling on my shaft. "I wouldn't wait two years for anyone." "I also think that she should invest in a good toy, or three," I added. "Frans thinks they're MUCH better than her fingers." Patty's eyes popped wide open and she gasped. "I don't know much about toys," she said softly. I looked at Fran and she had a wicked smile on her face, and the room was quiet. "You two are so cute and comfortable together," Patty sighed a couple of seconds later, looking at us. "We are, aren't we?" Fran replied, looking at me. She then winked at me, and leaned into me. Sliding her free hand up to my face, Fran pulled my head toward hers and kissed me. I heard a long, soft moan, and I knew that it wasn't Fran. I peeked past her and saw Patty watching us closely, her chest rising. As I slid my hands up Fran's body, my thumbs gliding across the sides of her braless breasts, I watched Patty sit back in the chair, her eyes still glued on us. As Fran started to kiss me even more passionately, this time letting out her own moan, we heard Patty gasp loudly. We both stopped and turned to look at her. She had found Fran's moist panties in the chair and was holding them up. "I really did interrupt you! Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" she gasped. "I should leave. Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry." Fran quickly turned toward me with a look of raging lust that I'd never seen in her eyes. "No," Fran said, turning to Patty. "You don't have to leave. Just stay. Sit. Make yourself ... comfortable." "I ... I ... umm," Patty started to say. Ignoring her, Fran turned towards me, placed her hands back onto both sides of my face, and kissed me again. I heard Patty sigh softly as Fran continued to kiss me, and then climbed onto my lap. I didn't know what to make of Fran's behavior, but I wasn't about to stop her. She was like a woman on a mission, and I wanted to see just how wild she was willing to get. As she continued to kiss me, she leaned in and mashed her full, soft tits against my chest, as her hands started to slide down my sides at the same time that I brought mine up and cupped her tits, squeezing them and lightly pinching her hard nipples. I opened one eye and peeked over at Patty and saw that she was leaning back in the chair, still holding Fran's panties. Fran must have felt my hard cock pressing against her pussy, and she started grinding her hips back and forth in short movements. I slid my hands down from her chest and grabbed her ass, squeezing her cheeks as she began to grind harder. We stayed like that, all three of us, for a couple of minutes, before Fran pulled back slightly and turned to Patty. "You can stay and enjoy yourself, or you can go upstairs ... alone," Fran told her, "but right now, I don't want to wait anymore." Without waiting for Patty to respond, Fran turned back to me and grabbed my wrists, placing my hands back on her tits. Instead of squeezing her, though, I started to unbutton her dress again, pulling it open when I reached the last button. I then reached up and started pinching her nipples, rolling them in between my fingers, something that I knew she loved and really got her juices flowing. "Ohh yesss!" Fran moaned, tilting her head back and pushing her chest out. This time, I looked directly over to Patty, and saw that she was squeezing her legs together almost in rhythm with Fran's sliding hips, and she had the hand holding the panties on her thigh with the other hand on her stomach, the fingers of both hands slowly moving. "I think that someone needs some fresh air," Fran growled, as she leaned in to me. As she started sliding her body down mine, I reached down and grabbed her elbows, pulling her back up and closer to me. I pulled her head close to mine, placing my lips at her ears. "If she's going to sit there and watch, maybe you should get her a toy, and show her how to use it," I whispered. Sitting up, Fran smiled at me and stood. She took a step back, shrugged her shoulders, and dropped her dress around her ankles. Patty gasped loudly, seeing Fran's naked body, but she still didn't move. Fran looked at Patty, and then looked back at me with a smile as she walked into her bedroom. I looked over at Patty and smiled at her, and she gave me a shy smile back. A couple of seconds later, Fran came back into the room holding two of her favorite toys, her egg and a regular six inch vibrator. She walked directly over to Patty and placed them in her lap, and then leaned over closely and whispered in her ear. I watched as Fran's tits swayed inches from Patty's hand, and I heard Patty whimper softly as Fran continued to whisper softly to her. Finally, Fran straightened up and walked back to me. She softly kicked my feet apart as she stood in front of me, and then she leaned in. "Let's give her a good show," she whispered in my ear. "I want her to see just how good it's supposed to be." "You want to give her a show?" I whispered back at her. Fran nodded slowly as she looked sensuously into my eyes and began to unbutton my shirt again. "Ok. This will either make or break her." I said. "Don't do anything. Just sit back, enjoy, and watch her out of the corner of your eye." I stood up and turned her around, sitting her on the sofa. She looked up at me, slightly confused, as I smiled and walked over to the chair Patty was sitting in, unbuttoning the rest of my shirt as I went. Silently, I reached down to Patty, offering her my hand. Confused, she looked up at me, and reluctantly placed her hand in mine, after putting Fran's toys down in the chair. I noticed that she was still holding the panties as I pulled her up and led her a couple of feet over. She stood there, facing Fran, as I moved the chair to where she was standing. "You'll have a much better angle to watch from over here," I told her, helping her sit back down. I started back towards Fran, and stopped myself. Turning back to Patty, I leaned in closely to her. "I think you'll like both of those toys," I said softly. "Those are two of her favorites. She's told me that she really loves using both of them at the same time, when I'm not here. Just make yourself as comfortable as you need to, and enjoy. Enjoy both yourself, and us." I heard her gasp softly as I stood up and walked back to Fran. I lowered myself to my knees when I reached Fran, and slowly lifted her legs, placing her feet at the edge of the cushions. I heard Fran moan, and a small whimper come from Patty, as I leaned in and started kissing my way along Fran's inner thighs. Fran was having none of my "pleasurable torture", as she called it, and reached down and pulled my head to her wet, steamy pussy. "Oh, god! Don't make me wait!" she sighed, as I kissed around the outer edges of her mound. "I'm too fucking horny! I need to cum. Make me cum!" I laughed softly, and slid my hands around the small of her back. Without warning her, I pulled her quickly towards me, causing her to yelp, and then giggle, as her body slid down the back of the sofa and her ass slid closer, and higher, to me. I then slid my hands up the backs of her thighs and spread her legs wide as I leaned in again. I stuck out my tongue and slid it in between her wet pussy lips. I then slowly dragged my tongue, bringing her juices with it, up her slit to her stiff little clit. "Oh god YES!" she moaned, as my tongue slowly slid across her bud, sticking out from under it's hood. I heard a small whimper come from the chair as I began to flick my tongue across Fran's clit. She was so worked up that she started moaning and humping her hips against my face almost immediately, a level that usually takes her a few minutes to get to. I wanted to slow her down a little, so I dragged my tongue down her slit, stuck it as deep into her soaking wet pussy as I could while I rubbed my nose against her clit, and then brought my tongue, and a good amount of her juices, down to her tight little ass. She sighed loudly, and then her moaning increased when she felt my tongue flick across her tight little rosebud. After a short while, I slowly reversed the course, and brought my tongue back up through her wet slit, dipping it in her seeping hole first, and went back to her clit, which was even more swollen that it was before. As I began to quickly flick my tongue at the tip of her stiff clit, I slowly brought my hand up to Fran's ass. Fran's moans blended with Patty's as I slowly slid first one, and then a second, finger into her tight, wet, hot pussy. "Ooohhh yeeaahhh!" Fran moaned, feeling my fingers pressing on the top wall of her pussy as my tongue continued to play with her clit. Fran's breathing soon got heavier, and her moaning softer, a sure sign that she was getting close to her first orgasm. At about the same time, I heard a buzzing sound coming from the chair, telling me that Patty had decided to start using one of the toys. I brought my thumb up Fran's slit and started rubbing it just under her clit at the same time that I wrapped my lips around her clit and began gently sucking on it. "Ohhh yeeahhh!" she moaned loudly. "Oh fuck! Yes! I'm getting so close!" I heard Patty moan a little louder, and the pitch of the buzzing changed slightly. I wanted to look over to see what she was doing, but I didn't want to let up on Fran just yet. I started easing up on sucking her clit, and turned my hand over, spinning my fingers around inside her pussy and bringing my thumb down to her ass. Fran gasped and started moaning louder, thrusting her hips up as I slid my thumb across her tight little ass. "Oh, yeah!" she breathed. "Do it! Give it to me!" I bent the fingers that I had inside her pussy so that my knuckles were pressing on the top wall of her wet hole and I started to slowly press my thumb against her ass at the same time that I began to flick my tongue across her clit again. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed as my thumb slid into her ass. "Yesss!" I slid my thumb in as deep as I could, and still move my fingers around inside her pussy, while my tongue slid up and down the sides of her clit. Soon, I was rewarded with the sounds that I was waiting for. Fran's moaning and gasping became louder, and at a much higher pitch, sure signs that she was about to cum, and she reached down and pulled my face in tighter. "Ohmygod!Yesss!I'mmmcummmmiinggg!" she exclaimed loudly. "Holyhit!I'mmmmcummingsoooogood!" I knew from experience not to let up on her until she collapsed with a loud sigh, so I continued my assault on her pussy and ass. Her pussy was squeezing my fingers, and her asshole held tight to my thumb as her juices coated my hand. Finally, Fran shook violently, and then collapsed, sinking into her sofa. "Oh my god!" she moaned softly. "I can't remember the last time you made me cum that hard!" Suddenly, we heard moaning coming from the chair, and we both turned to look over at Patty. I think we both forgot about her in all of the excitement! Patty's dress was open, the front clasp of her bra open, exposing her tits, and her panties were on the floor in front of her. Her eyes were clenched shut, and she was sliding Fran's vibrating egg around on her clit. I looked up at Fran, and we both smiled. Fran then stood up, holding onto my shoulders for support. Stepping into me, pressing her hard nipples against my chest, Fran kissed me passionately. "I don't know which of the three of us is enjoying this more," she whispered in my ear, as she reached down and squeezed my hard cock. With that, Fran pulled my shirt down over my shoulders, and then she slowly slid her naked body down mine, dragging her soft breasts and hard nipples along my torso. Soon, she was on her knees and opening my pants again. She cooed as she ran her fingers along the bulge, and then motioned for me to stand up. "Open your eyes, sweety," she said softly to Patty, who seemed to be coming down from an orgasm. "I want you to see this." As soon as Patty had her eyes open and focused, Fran unbuckled my pants. She then let them drop around my ankles. I heard soft moan from Patty as Fran exposed my hard cock. I looked over at her, and her eyes were glued to my shaft, with Fran's fingers trying to reach around it. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Fran asked, slowly stroking me. Patty just nodded, her eyes hooded, as she watched Fran. Fran turned and looked up at me, winked, and then slowly lowered her face down the length of my pole. "Oh my god!" I moaned. Reaching down, I gathered all of her hair and pulled it back, allowing both Patty and myself a clear view of Fran bobbing her head up and down. "MmHmm!" I heard, and felt, Fran moan around my cock as she felt me pull her hair tight. Knowing exactly what she wanted, I pulled on her hair and started guiding her head up and down, pushing and pulling on her hair. "Ohh damn!" I moaned, as I pushed her head down as far as she could go. I felt the back of her throat press against the head of my cock, and she moaned again. Looking over at Patty, I saw that she was watching Fran, pinching and pulling on her nipples. Licking her lips, she slowly started rubbing the egg against her clit again. Fran then looked up at me with an animalistic lust as she slid her hands up to my ass and started pulling me forward. I knew what she wanted next, so I pulled her hair tightly, bringing her head back and holding it in place. With just the tip of my cock in her mouth, I started moving my hips, fucking Fran's face. She began moaning louder, grabbing my ass tighter. We stayed like that for a few minutes, Fran on her knees, holding tight to my ass while I thrust my hips back and forth, my balls occasionally slapping her chin as she tried to take me in deep, and Patty watching us from the chair, glassy-eyed as she slid the vibrator into her wet pussy. Finally, Fran pushed me back to the sofa until I was sitting. Crawling between my legs, she continued sucking and licking my cock, until she looked up and me and smiled. Letting my shaft 'pop' from her mouth, she held tightly to it as she stood. Slowly, she stood, straddled my legs, and then started bending her knees just until the head of my cock, wet with her saliva, was nestled in between her pussy lips, almost dripping with her juices. Looking me in the eyes, Fran lowered herself onto my lap, burying my cock deep inside her hot, wet pussy. We both moaned loudly as her ass nestled on my thighs. She wiggled her hips a little, getting my shaft right where she wanted it, and then leaned forward, wrapping her arms around me and crushing her tits against my chest. "Oh, shit, baby!" she breathed hotly in my ear. "I'm so fucking horny! Fuck me good! Make me cum!" "You're riding me, baby," I replied. "You should fuck me!" "Ohh yeahh!" she moaned in response. Holding me tight, Fran started moving her hips, bouncing her ass off of my thighs. The sounds of our flesh slapping together, along with her pussy juices sloshing and squishing filled the room, and were soon joined by moaning coming from Patty. Peering over Fran's shoulder, I looked at Patty. She had her legs spread wide, and she was fucking herself hard and fast with the six-inch vibrator while squeezing her tits. Her eyes were half open and fixed on Fran and me. Reaching down to Fran's ass, I gave it a hard squeeze with both hands. "Turn around and ride me so you can watch Patty," I told her. "Oohh yeahh!" she whimpered. Quickly, she stood and turned her back to me, reaching down between my legs to grab my slick cock as she looked over at Patty. I watched Patty's eyes as they traveled up Fran's body, and I heard her moan as their eyes met while Fran slowly bent her legs, sliding her pussy back down the length of my shaft. I reached out and wrapped my fingers around Fran's hips and pulled her down hard, causing her to gasp as she felt the tip of my cock bottom out inside her. That also brought another moan from Patty, who shoved the vibe deep inside her wet hole, and held it tightly. Leaning over, Fran placed her hands on my knees and started moving her ass up and down, riding my pole hard and fast. As I looked over at Patty, I saw Fran's reflection in a mirror behind her. Her big, full tits were swaying as she rode me, her eyes were half open, and sweat was starting to roll down her body between her breasts. Patty was breathing hard as she started to work the vibe in and out of her wet pussy again, and she was squeezing one of her tits. I brought one hand from her hip to her ass, and began to rub it along the top of my shaft, coating it in her flowing juices. Once I was satisfied that it was covered enough, I slid it up and rubbed it around her tight brown asshole. Fran gasped, and her eyes shot open, when she felt my thumb pressing against her. "Ohhyeahhh!" she moaned, bending over and sliding back, pressing against my thumb. She gasped, and then bent over further as I slid my thumb into her ass. I could feel her hard nipples brushing against my leg as she continued to ride me, picking up her pace. Once my thumb was buried deep in her ass, I began to fuck her with it, alternating the strokes as she bounced faster and faster on my pole. As she raised her ass, sliding my shaft out, I would shove my thumb in, and as she lowered herself, burying my rod in her pussy, I would slide my thumb back out. I could tell by her moans and high-pitched squeals that Fran was getting close to her next orgasm, so I slammed my thumb in deep, wiggling it around as I held it there, the rest of my hand cupping her asscheek. "Ohhh yeahhh!" Fran bellowed, dropping her ass onto my lap. "Oh damn! I'm cumming!" I felt her pussy walls and her ass squeezing my cock and thumb, her hands squeeze tightly on my knees, and her juices started flowing down over my balls as her body shook. Her back was now coated in a sheen of perspiration, making her skin glow. La Cubana Caliente I looked back over to Patty, who appeared to be in the throes of her own orgasm. Her eyes were clenched shut as she slammed her hand against her mound, shoving the vibe in deep and hard as her hips bucked forward, and her asscheeks were shiny wet with her juices. As she recovered from her orgasm, Fran reached around behind her and pulled my thumb from her clenching ass and then leaned back against me, with my cock still deep inside her. "I did promise you my ass today, didn't I?" she whispered. "Why, yes. You did," I replied. As she leaned forward and started to stand, I grabbed a hold of her hips. She turned her head to look at me, and I raised her hips far enough for my shaft to slide out of her pussy. I then reached down and slid my cock back until the head was nestled snugly in her asscrack. Fran had never ridden me with my cock in her ass, and she had a look of apprehension on her face. Silently, I nodded and started to pull her down. Reaching down between her legs and wrapping her fingers around my coated rod, Fran whimpered softly as she slid the head up and down her ass, until it was nestled against her asshole. I let go of her hips and slid my hands back to spread her asscheeks apart while she leaned forward and slowly lowered herself, still gripping my hard pole. We both moaned, Fran much louder, as the head of my cock was engulfed by her ass. Releasing my cock, she placed her hands on my thighs and held herself still for a second. Patty moaned and shrieked loudly, causing Fran to stop. We both looked over at Patty, and it was evident that she had just given herself a nice, big orgasm. Her eyes were still shut, her body slumped into the chair, and the vibrator was slowly slipping out of her wet pussy and hands. Fran then started lowering herself down my shaft again. I had the perfect view of my rod disappearing into her tight backdoor, a beautiful sight and sensation. She would go down about an inch at a time, stopping to get used to the feeling. Tightening my grip on her asscheeks, I started lifting her and setting her back down. Giving me control, Fran straightened herself and moved one hand back, placing it on my chest, and slid the other one in between her legs. I could feel the movement, and hear her moaning and gasping louder, as she started rubbing her clit while I guided her up and down. After what seemed like an hour, but must have been only a couple of minutes, I moved my hands back to her hips, and Fran's asscheeks rested on my lap, my hard cock buried deep in her ass while she continued playing with her pussy. It wasn't long before she started wiggling her hips, and then standing slightly, sliding her ass up on my pole. Her gasps were getting louder, her hand was moving faster, and she started squeaking, as she began fucking her ass on my cock. "Oh yeah, papi!" she moaned. "Fuck me! I need this so bad! Fuck your naughty Cubana! Make me cum all over my hand!" I knew that the more she talked, and slipping into Spanish, the closer she was getting to a big orgasm, so I slid my hands from her hips up to her bouncing tits. I looked over to Patty quickly, and she was just starting to open her eyes. "Patty, I think Fran could use that vibrator, if you're done with it for now," I said, getting her attention. Patty's eyes pop open wide, and Fran moaned louder, hearing me. Patty stood, her legs still shaky, and walked slowly towards us. Her eyes were glued to Fran's body, glistening with sweat, as she slowly lifted her hand, giving Fran the vibe. "Oh my god!" Patty gasped, kneeling down in front of us. "Is he ... oh my ... he's in your ....." "Yes! Fran exclaimed, snatching the toy from her neighbor's hand. "He's fucking my ass! Oh shit! It's so good in my ass!" "No, baby," I said, pinching her nipples. "You're fucking my cock with your ass!" "Ohhyessssss!" she whimpered, moving her hips and ass faster as she turned the vibrator on and placed the shaft against her wet slit. "Ohhhhsshhiiiitttt!" she whimpered, lurching forward. She placed her free hand on my knee and squeezed it tightly as she leaned forward a little. I released her stiff nipples and slid my hands back down to her hips. Holding firmly, I started bucking my hips up, helping Fran. "Yess! Oh yess!" she exclaimed, squeezing my knee tighter. "Fuck me! Fuck my ass, Papi!" Stealing a quick glance at Patty, I saw that her eyes were riveted to the sight of my cock sliding in and out of Fran's ass. "Oh shit, baby! I'm gonna cum!" Fran suddenly yelled. "My ass is gonna cum on your cock! Fuck meeeeee!" Patty gasped softly, and I started sliding Fran farther up and down on my shaft. With everything that had happened that day, I could feel my balls start to tighten as Fran's ass rode my cock. Fran started moaning louder, and she leaned back against my chest as I continued bucking my hips against her. Suddenly, as I reached back up and started pinching her nipples again, she shoved the vibrator inside her pussy, and I felt a gush of her juices flowing down over my balls. "Ohhhhyeeaaahhhh!" she shrieked, as her body started shaking. "Oohhhmyyygoddd! I'm cumming so good!" I could feel the vibrations from her toy against my shaft, and between that and her ass clenching down on my cock, I reached the final step. Pulling her down sharply, burying myself in her in one thrust, I bellowed out and my cock exploded, spewing my cum deep into her ass. "Ohh yeaahhh, Papi!" Fran whimpered softly as she leaned against me. "I can feel your big cock spurting in my little asshole! It feels so good!!!" I heard Patty moan softly as Fran and I lay there and caught our breath. She was still kneeling in front of as a few minutes later as Fran stood and my now-soft cock slipped from her used ass. "Do you see what being a good slut for your man will get you?" Fran asked Patty as she turned to lay with me on the sofa. Patty just nodded, and Fran lay between my legs, her head on my stomach. When we both woke up a few hours later, Patty was gone, but there were now two pairs of panties on the floor by the chair, and Fran's egg was gone. As Fran started to stand, she smiled at me. "Do you remember that threesome I promised you, if we stayed together for six months?" she asked.