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Latin Lovers Ch. 01

By: LilSheba



Author's Note:

To be clear, I'm not Hispanic, and I hope you will forgive my clumsy attempts at bedroom Spanish, but it was fun to try and I hope it adds some spice to the story. Maybe someday someone will teach me properly.

SHEBA

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A few months ago Kendra and Carlos moved into the house next door, which had been vacant for quite a while. I'd been enjoying the privacy and I wasn't sure I wanted neighbors, but when Kendra started working on cleaning up the yard, which had gone completely to hell, I felt much better about it. I take pride in my property and spend a lot of time gardening and trimming, so it wasn't long before I met Kenni outside. I liked her instantly, and quickly we became friends, sometimes having coffee in the morning and spending time chatting about gardening, etc. Of course I met Carlos and liked him too. He was very Latin, accent and all, but friendly and very good looking. Since Kendra was a knock-out, they made a very pretty couple. 

Over the summer we spent a lot of time together, taking turns barbequing and sharing a few drinks in the evening. When they finally got their pool cleaned up and open, of course they invited me to share it with them. I was a little nervous at first, especially when I caught Carlos staring at me a few times, but of course Kenni was always there, and her 36C's make my 34B's look tiny, so I figured there wasn't much for her to worry about. 

One warm morning in August, Kenni and I were both out weeding and sprucing up our gardens. I had built up a pretty good sheen of sweat, and I could see she had too. It also occurred to me that she looked pretty hot in her tank top and short shorts. After about an hour she yelled over to me, "Hey Crissy, it's too damn hot out here, come on over and let's have some ice tea." 

Sounded great to me, the heat had been getting to me, and soon we were sitting in her kitchen in the coolness of AC, sipping our drinks. "God!" she said, I'm dripping wet, I really need a shower."

"I need one at least as bad as you do," I chuckled, "but at least it looks good on you." The slippery looking shine on her smooth bare midriff and the dark stains on her top somehow made her look even more sexy than usual. By contrast I figured the wet blotches on my T-shirt probably just looked frumpy.

But I was surprised when she replied, "Wow Cris, I was just thinking the same about you. Hmmm, what do you think?" She giggled. "Maybe we should take a shower together."

Holy shit! I'm sure she saw the look of shock on my face. I hadn't been naked with another woman since the shower room in high school, and then it was about 10 girls, all squealing and fooling around. But that was quite different from one on one in a home shower. Still, there was no doubt we both really needed the shower, and I have to admit, I liked the idea of seeing that great body of hers naked, just out of curiosity. Well ok, it was a bit more than that, she looked sexy as hell!

"Geez Kenni," I said, "do you really mean that?"

"Sure, why not, we won't be breaking any rules. And there's a water shortage, we can save a bit," She giggled.

"Ok," I said, "you talked me into it. I guess doing something a little daring won't hurt."

"Great honey, lets do it!" she said and got up immediately, heading for the bathroom. But I was a little surprised again when she peeled off the soggy tank top on the way. 

"Oh well," I thought as I followed her example and shed my wet Tee.

I hadn't realized they had a custom shower, a little square room with three nozzles, so it really was perfect for at least two people. I guessed Kenni and Carlos probably used it together quite a bit. As she leaned in to adjust the water, giving me a great view of her pendulous tits, she laughed, "Never know, this might be fun!" When she pulled her shorts down I noticed she'd neglected to put on panties, and I stripped my shorts and panties off at the same time. 

She stepped back and said, "In you go, Crissy, I'm right behind you."

When I stepped in I sighed with pleasure as I moved to the back, the slightly warm water feeling just perfect on my sticky warm skin. This idea was looking better and better. We both had pretty short hair, hers red, mine blonde, so we plunged right into the prickly streams, letting the water splash against us all over, teasing our soft skin. 

From behind me I heard, "Mmmmmmm. Oh FUCK, this feels good!" I was a little surprised, I'd never heard her use that word before, but it pretty much echoed my sentiments.

Suddenly I gasped as I felt her fingers lightly touch my sides, slide down over my hips and then trail lightly over my firm cheeks. She was obviously close behind me when she whispered, "Oh baby, you have such a great shape!" And when her hands lightly cupped me I was pleased that she had noticed what I thought was my greatest "asset".

I sighed, letting out the breath I'd been holding, and stepped back a bit, feeling just what I expected, her curvy body pressed against mine. Instead of stepping back, she put her hands on my hips and pulled me even closer. I was shaking. I had never been touched by a woman before, assuming it would be repulsive. But it wasn't. At all. The feel of her softness was soothing, comfortable, even relaxing.

But when I felt her hands, still pulling me against her, sliding up my sides I started, "Kenni...!" But my breath caught in my throat and silenced me when her hands slid softly over my breasts and squeezed lightly.

And I moaned when I felt what could only be her lips on the back of my neck. And I pressed back against them. It felt sooooooooo good! My eyes were tightly closed, and I refused to let myself think about what was happening. Her fingertips were holding my nipples lightly, gently squeezing, pulling, twisting, and before I realized it, my back arched into her hands and I moaned loudly. I loved it when men did that, but she had a different way, so gentle, so relaxed, so "female".

Her head pressed against mine as she whispered into my ear, "In case you can't tell, I like girls."

I suppressed a gasp, but I was amazed. Somehow, in a million years I would never have thought that a woman with a killer body like hers and a hot husband would think twice about another female. I needed to see her face, to be reassured she wasn't putting me on. When I turned, her hands released me but her arms stayed around my body. And I was greeted with the biggest smile!

But in a moment she leaned forward, her lips covering mine as she kissed me firmly but gently. Oh my God! This was so wrong. And I loved it! When she pulled me harder against her I moaned into her mouth and without thinking, ground my body against hers. After a long minute of languorous kissing she leaned back a bit and whispered, "You alright baby?"

Somehow I couldn't bring myself to say it, but I was more than just alright, and I just nodded yes. She pushed back just a bit more, her smiling eyes on mine as she said softly, "You can touch me if you want, honey."

The red tips on those gorgeous pink boobs were rock hard and crinkly, and my hands moved towards them all by themselves. My fingertips caught them and squeezed lightly, then slid around them, stroking softly, and it was her turn to moan. Her eyes closed and her back arched to me, wordlessly begging for more. I put a hand over each breast, the nipples in my palms, and squeezed gently as I felt the hard tips slide back and forth. 

Suddenly I thought, "I must be a lesbian! And I don't give a fuck! This is just too good!" And my hands tightened my grip on her, slowly squeezing and kneading that beautiful soft flesh and smooth skin. 

But I gasped out loud when one of her hands, which had been on my hip, suddenly moved and cupped me lightly between my legs. For a moment I tried to resist, pressing my thighs together. But that only increased the pressure and, oh damn! Made it feel even better! When I relaxed the hand stayed there, holding me gently but firmly. And when my hands resumed massaging her breasts again I felt her fingertips moving lightly against me, teasing my lips, even my hole!

I suddenly realized it was no longer just a soft rush of water in the shower. Both of us were gasping, moaning, sighing, enjoying our separate pleasures, which were really the same pleasures. I loved her touch! But I enjoyed her reactions to my touches just as much. And when I felt one of her fingers slip barely inside of me I didn't resist at all. Instead, I pressed against her hand, asking for more. And when I received it I groaned, "Oh Kenni, that's so fucking good!"

When she leaned forward and covered my mouth with hers again I moved one hand from her breast to her pussy and returned the favor, lightly stroking. She spread her legs, inviting me, and soon I had a finger inside her too. Our bodies were moving against each other, her large tits rubbing against my modest ones, and since we were about the same height, our nipples played together too, their hardness and roughness scratching little trails of pleasure against our soft skin. Our fingers were buried in each other's soft wetness, and we were writhing to the same rhythm, moaning and groaning into each others mouths. 

She pulled her lips from me again, staring at me with an expression of complete lust, and said, "Baby, if you want, we could be so much more comfortable!" I didn't say a word, just stared at her, not daring to think what that might mean. But she took that as a yes, and turned to shut off the water, then reached out to get towels for both of us. We toweled off in silence, but helped dry each other's hair. And when she took my hand, I followed her. 

The master bedroom featured a king sized bed and lots of mirrors, the décor tastefully done. She led me over to the bed and turned to me again, sliding her arms around my waist as we kissed gently. She eased me back until my thighs touched the edge of the mattress, and I really had no choice but to sit on it. My body was shaking, but with desire and anticipation, and there was no way I could convince myself I didn't like what was happening. I knew it was supposed to be wrong, but for the life of me I couldn't think why. 

She sat next to me, our hips touching, and put her arms around me again as she leaned forward to continue our kiss. But as one hand held me gently against her, I felt the other come to rest on my thigh and softly stroke it. I shuddered at the pleasant, erotic sensation, and when her tongue pressed against my lips they opened gladly. So far, nothing had happened that might not have with a soft, gentle man. But I knew it was never supposed to happen with a woman, and by appearances she was certainly all woman. 

But when her hand slipped from the top of my thigh to the soft inner skin, I forgot all that and moaned into her mouth. Her fingers tightened against me and slid up and down, softly caressing. I knew my pussy was already wet, starting from when her fingers slid inside of me, and despite myself, I yearned to feel that again. Without thinking I reached over to cup one of her large breasts, marveling how it filled my hand, how soft and smooth it was. When my palm pressed against her hardened nipple and my fingers gently squeezed, it was her turn to moan again. 

Her back arched and she pressed into my hand, inviting more. At the same time, her hand slid all the way up the inside of my thigh and found the thatch of blonde hair just above my pussy. Her fingers stroked it softly, then tangled in the curls and I shuddered, my legs spreading wider, inviting more. My fingers caught her nipple once again and played, squeezing, pulling, twisting, stretching. Her entire body shuddered and she pulled her lips from mine, moaning, "Oh fuck, baby!"

I realized it was easy for me to do it just right, because I knew what I would like most. Her lips captured mine again, now grinding, tongue exploring, as her fingers slid lower and began stroking my moist lips once again. My body had been longing for that touch, but the effect was so powerful that my head went back, eyes clamped shut, and I almost cried, "Oh my God! Kenni!"

I couldn't sit up any more, and I fell back onto the bed. Kendra leaned over me, kissing my lips lightly once more, then softly kissing my face and neck. Her hand continued to stroke my pussy, and I felt her lips slip over the aching hard tip of my nipple. I lay still, moaning, and gasping with every new touch, totally surrendering to whatever might come. Her lips nursed on my throbbing nipple, squeezing it gently, and her warm wet tongue swirled over the tip, making little circles of pleasure. 

I expected her fingers to slide inside of me again. In fact I yearned for them. But instead, Kendra slid off the bed, and when I opened my eyes I saw her kneeling in front of me. I felt her hands slide up the insides of my thighs and push my legs further apart. And the groan that escaped my lips when she kissed my pussy could have been heard throughout the house. I was gasping, my chest heaving as I felt her tongue slide up and down my swollen nether lips, and she sighed contentedly as she lapped up my juices. 

Suddenly, I felt her tongue enter me, probing and swirling, and I could hear her slurping up the wetness she found there. "Kenni! OH Jeezus!" I moaned.

She lifted her head for a moment and said, "Do you realize how good you taste sweetheart?"

"No I... I never...," I stumbled in reply, hardly able to speak at all. I felt her finger slide inside me, swirling around for a moment as I moaned, and suddenly, it touched my lips! When I opened my mouth in automatic response she slid it in, and my lips closed around it as she pulled it slowly out. I tasted myself, not at all what I imagined, but it was a pleasant musky taste, and I licked my lips as I swallowed, hoping for more. Kendra said very softly, "Would you like to like to taste me, baby?"

For some reason I nodded my head, and felt her climb on the bed again. "Come over here, Crissy," she said as she patted the center of the king-sized bed. I crawled over to her and knelt to face her. We kissed again, this time a hard kiss and a long one, and when her tongue entered my mouth my tongue eagerly played with it. When our lips finally parted, she whispered, "Lie down, honey." 

I did as told, eyes closed, not knowing what was coming, but the bed creaked and I felt it sag as she put her knees on each side of my head. My eyes opened wide, and I saw her pussy only inches above my face, her swollen lips glistening with wetness. But in the next moment, she buried her face in my pussy, her tongue sliding over my pussy lips, then plunging into me, and her lips locked over the mouth of my cunt. I squealed and pulled my legs up at the shock, but her lips and tongue kept sucking and grinding against me.

I moaned and squirmed on the bed. No man had ever eaten my pussy better, and I was totally overwhelmed by the intense sensation. My hips had a mind of their own and rolled slowly, pressing my mound into her face. Suddenly I snapped back to reality as something warm and wet fell on my lip, and when my tongue pushed out to find it I realized it was a drop of Kenni's flowing juices. Suddenly I realized men were right when they said every woman tastes different. It was very similar to my own, but not the same, and I licked my lips clean, analyzing it. It was pleasant. It was good. It wasn't me.

But the taste of her cream and the scent of her sex were irresistible, and I lifted my head and lightly licked her wet lips. She gasped loudly, and her head lifted from me. She moaned, "Oh fuck yes, baby, please lick me, taste me!"

I reached up, sliding my hands over her round cheeks to the outsides, and pulled her down to me, then tentatively ran my tongue the length of the slit between her lips. She groaned, but this time she mashed her face into me, her tongue going deep into my cunt. I squealed and my hips rolled again in response, and I ground against her lips, wanting to be devoured. 

But suddenly she rammed her ass down, and her sopping pussy was crushed against my face and lips. My fingers dug into her cheeks as I suddenly drank a gush of her juices, running straight from her cunt to my mouth. We moaned in unison, enjoying each other's intoxicating tastes. And she began rocking, her pussy sliding back and forth over my lips. I stuck my tongue out, letting it ride in the slit between her pussy lips, and she suddenly gasped and shuddered as my mouth found her clit. I quickly closed my lips around it and sucked and she whimpered against my mound, her tongue still buried in my cunt. 

My hips were rolling, my need rapidly rising, and I tried to concentrate on the sweet pussy grinding against my face. But she found my clit, sucking on the swollen tip, and I screamed into her hole. "Oh Kenni, oh baby, please, please, oh PLEASE!" I was begging, not really sure what for, but now the only thing that mattered was my release. She knew just what sweet tortures would arouse me most and she used all of them, licking, sucking, lips squeezing, tongue grinding. I tried to please her at the same time, but just couldn't concentrate enough. 

My whole body was writhing on the bed, my hips pumping into the air, but she stayed with me, sucking licking, teasing. Suddenly a violent shudder ran through my body and I felt my orgasm overtake me. I was shaking, crying, my hips bucking, and still she continued to lick and suck, determined that I should feel every second of my pleasure. 

Finally I was able to relax a bit and lowered my ass to the bed. I lay moaning, gasping, trying to catch my breath and regain my senses. Kendra rolled off of me, and turned to me with a grin. My eyes opened wide as I realized her entire face was soaking wet. "Wow Crissy, I didn't know you were a squirter!" She giggled, trying to wipe her face clean. Neither did I, if I ever did before no one told me. I guessed the arousal of being with a woman for the first time had pushed me beyond a normal orgasm. 

Oh my God! A woman! I had just had lesbian sex. And I loved it! I even squirted for her! Did this mean my whole life would change forever? She must have read my mind because she crawled up to me and took me in her arms. "Don't worry baby," she whispered, "the next time you're with a guy you'll see stars just like you always do. Being able to enjoy a woman just adds a little spice to life. 

She lay with me gently, leaning over to kiss me again, and I felt her hand lightly cover my breast. Even though I had just had an amazing orgasm it felt nice, soothing, comfortable. But I realized that she'd made me cum and I hadn't returned the favor. I reached between us and felt her lift to give my hand access, obviously wanting more. 

She sighed at the first touch of my fingertips on her pussy, and moaned into my mouth when my fingers began to stroke. I realized she was soaking wet, and my fingers slid easily into her once again. Immediately her hips began to roll and my fingers went deeper until my they were buried in her. Her hips, my hand and her fingers on my breast were all moving to the same rhythm. Quickly she began to moan, and gasped out, "Fuck Crissy, that feels so good! Oh baby, fuck me!"

I felt her fingers clamp down hard on my nipple as I started slapping my hand against her cunt, driving my fingers deep into her. Her hips were rolling hard and her body felt slippery from the sheen of sweat that was forming. The moans got longer and louder, almost pleading, and I began to sweat too from the exertion of fingerfucking her. 

I knew what she needed and quickly moved between her legs, keeping my fingers inside her. I stopped moving my hand as I bent my head and kissed her pussy and her hips lifted off the bed, pressing against my lips and my fingers. I licked her gently and found her waiting clit, hard and swollen. "OH FUCK!" she screamed as my lips closed around the little nub, and her entire body convulsed as her head flew back against the pillow. 


Latin Lovers Ch. 01



Both her hands went into my curly blonde hair and she pushed gently, holding my lips on her. I used my tongue, swirling around in circles as I began to slowly move my fingers again. From this angle I could push them in even deeper, and as I moved faster her body moved with me, her hips rocking to our rhythm. I must admit I loved hearing her little cries and moans, knowing just how she felt. 

She was so wet her juices were running around my fingers, dripping on the bed, and she was wide open. Daringly I slipped a third finger into her and she groaned loudly, her ass lifting completely off the bed as she took them. My fingers are slim but quite long, and she was so wet I could ram them into her all the way. She started little screams, almost teakettle high in pitch and I when I sucked hard on her little nub she exploded under me!

Her entire body lifted, convulsing in mid-air, and her hands tightened on my head, jamming my face into her pussy. And suddenly she screamed out a series of staccato cries, ragged, out of control. When her cum gushed from her cunt it covered my face before dripping between us onto the sheet. Finally she settled back on the bed and her hands loosened, allowing me to breathe. She was panting, her breath still coming in deep gasps, and I felt her fingers lightly moving in my hair. "Oh God, Crissy," she managed to get out. "It's been so long! Oh fuck... no one... NO ONE knows how to do me... like another woman!" And her pleading voice gasped out, "Oh baby, come here, please come here!"

I crawled up next to her and she gave me a little smile, then lifted her head as she took my head in both hands and licked the dribbles of cum from my face. Then she kissed me hard on the lips. I snuggled next to her and she held me with one arm, the other hand stroking slowly up and down my body. 

I was shaking, my mind a jumble. I didn't know what to think. I hardly dared think at all. What had I just done? And what did it mean? I knew I wasn't homosexual, I had always loved men. I must be Bi, I decided. How could that be, after all these years? I had never even thought about it before, never been stimulated by the sight or feel of another woman, although I appreciated a beautiful girl just for her beauty. And now, suddenly, I had hard core lesbian sex with Kenni, and no matter how I tried to avoid the thought I loved it! I fucking loved it!

In the aftermath of our wild lovemaking I almost dozed off, but she whispered softly in my ear, "Crissy, I want to ask you something. Did you know that Carlos thinks you have a gorgeous body, that he's really turned on by you?"

I sat bolt upright. "Kenni!! Oh my God, I didn't think... oh God, what makes you think that?"

She smiled up at me. "He told me, honey. In fact, he's the one that suggested I might see if you would be interested in me. He knows how I am about women. I was with women before I met him, and he's the only man I've ever had. He doesn't mind as long as it doesn't interfere with our relationship. In fact, it turns him on! He says he loves the scent of another woman on me. And he always wants me to tell him everything that happened... in detail!"

"Are... are you going to tell him... about us?" I managed to gasp out.

"Of course, baby, I couldn't keep it a secret from him, especially after it was his idea. Don't worry though, it will never go any farther."

"Kenni, what did you mean, I turn Carlos on? I... I saw him look at me once or twice at the pool but... I must look like a boy to him, next to your gorgeous body!"

She giggled. "Crissy, you know better than that! I love my curves and so does Carlos. But there are plenty of looks that are really sexy, and they don't all involve big breasts! You have beautiful breasts, high, rounded... perky he calls them. He said he almost drools at the sight of your hard nipples pressing against your top after you've been in the water. And he's right!" She laughed again. "I know now, you have fabulous nipples, they get so hard and pointy! Any man would drool over them. Or woman if she feels like I do! And you know you have full hips, a gorgeous ass and long slim legs. And that curly blonde hair! You're quite a package honey!"

I relaxed a little, pleased with her assessment, even if I was amazed by it. And I knew those glances from Carlos were not as casual as I assumed. The thought made me shudder as I remembered what I thought might have been a bulge in his trunks. 

When I lay back down next to her she leaned over and kissed me softly and I felt a shiver go through me. But it turned into a shudder when I felt a single fingertip lightly brush my nipple. She lifted her head, and when I opened my eyes she was smiling, staring at the little bud that had suddenly hardened almost to aching. "See baby? See how beautiful that looks!" she whispered, and pushed against the bottom of my breast so I'd have a better view.

I looked. And she was right! I had always thought my nipples looked nice, but never realized how they looked when aroused. Not only did the tip crinkle into a hard little point, but the entire nipple mounded up, pushing out from my breast and exaggerating the pointed look. I could feel the taughtness of the skin from the swelling.

And I gasped, "OH!" when I felt her warm wet lips slide over me, her mouth sucking as those lips closed around me. But I didn't even think of protesting. It was too late. It had already happened. And I was not about to worry about what I might think tomorrow. This was too fucking good! And when I felt her hand slide down over my tummy, through the curls and onto my smooth shaved mound I groaned as I spread my legs wide for her. And she rolled onto her side when I moved my hand against her body, and allowed me the same access. My fingers tangled briefly in the coarse red curls above her lips, and she moaned. 

"Carlos loves my red hair! She gasped. "But that's the spot he loves most of all! Sometimes I let him trim it for me so it can be just how he likes it. And oh God! When we're done with that we're so turned on he fucks me till I can't stand up!"

Note to self: don't shave the curly blonde bush. God the thought made me shudder again. I always assumed men loved shaved pussies, but maybe there was another aspect to the idea. Clean and well trimmed. Mmmmmm.

When my fingertips lightly stroked her smooth pussy lips she was already wet again. I loved it when she shuddered at my touch, thrilled to know I could elicit the same reaction she got from me. When she rolled over onto her back and spread her legs, giving in to the feeling of my fingers on her, I rolled up to my side. For a moment I stared at her large, round breast, inches from my face, only slightly sagging to the side. 

Her light pink skin showed her Irish heritage, and her nipples were so light colored they almost blended into her skin. Only the tip showed contrast, bright orangey red, not too different from her hair. Her nipple was flatter than mine, only the tip raised a bit. But when I ran my tongue around the outer diameter of the large aureole she moaned and when I pulled my head back I saw the bud was now hard, crinkly and erect, more than twice the size it had been, and much darker red. 

When my lips slipped over it she arched her back and pushed her breast against my face, silently begging me to take it in. And I did, my lips closing over her nipple and sucking hard, at the same time my tongue flicked across the tip, swirled wet circles, then ground down hard against her. Her hips began to rock in time with my stroking and I let the tips of my fingers tease the mouth of her cunt, now wide open and waiting. Her head was rocking slowly side to side as she moaned deep in her throat. 

I felt her hand tighten against my pussy, and once again, fingers slid inside me. I groaned against her breast as I pushed against her hand, asking for more. I got my wish as she filled me, her hand slowly slapping against my lips as she began to fuck me as deep as she could. Spontaneously I clamped my teeth over the nipple in my mouth and pulled back against it, harder as her hand moved move quickly. "Oh fuck Crissy!" she gasped.

But it was my turn to moan, then buck, as I felt her fingers begin to stroke inside of me! She knew just where my G-spot is and was strumming it lightly. My hips went into overdrive, and my mouth jerked away from her breast as I went flat onto my back. I began crying, "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" each one a little louder and higher as she had no mercy. My entire body was out of control, writhing on the bed, and my eyes were clamped tightly shut. In a matter of moments I felt rockets go off in my head and my pussy and my hips lifted into the air as a record orgasm slammed through me. 

I felt a wet gush as my cum overflowed and ran past her fingers, down between my ass cheeks. Immediately she pushed to her knees and bent over me, licking and slurping as she enjoyed my white cream. Her tongue rammed deep inside of me for the last of it, making me squeal, and suddenly I came again, my pussy grinding against her face. I collapsed on the bed, breathlessly gasping out "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," over and over and she gently kissed and licked all over my mound.

"Dios Mio, have I died and gone to heaven?" Carlos deep Latin baritone quietly rolled through the room, and Kenni and I both jumped and looked to see him standing in the doorway, his hand already touching the front of his pants. 

Oh my fucking God! I wanted to pull the sheets over me, hide behind the bed, just disappear. Anything to cover up! But my body was unresponsive, totally drained by two monstrous orgasms, and I just lay there!

"Carlos!" Kenni screamed, "What the fuck are you doing home?" And she crouched over me in a futile attempt to cover my body. 

By now he had covered half the distance to the bed, his hand slowly moving against his pants, and his eyes never flickered as he stared at the erotic sight in front of him. "Querida, you know I said I might be home early for a swim if it got hot. And I see it has gotten muy caliente in here! En fuego!" 

He almost growled the last, and I heard his zipper go down with one swift pull, followed by the sound of his pants hitting the floor. And a second later I heard Kenni give a muffled squeal, and I forced myself to look up to see Carlos' cock sliding through her lips as she leaned forward, eyes closed. And oh my God! Somehow I knew he would be big but... Not like that! I had never seen a cock so thick, and the part still outside Kenni's mouth was as long as I'd ever seen! In a quavering voice I moaned, "Oh God!" as I tried and failed to pull my eyes away from the sight. 

At first I thought he was hurting Kenni, forcing her to take it. But when she started bobbing up and down on that gigantic rod I realized she liked it almost as much as he did. She had obviously had plenty of practice, because it slid easily to the back of her mouth and came out again dripping wet with ribbons of her drool. And after a few moments she dove forward, inhaling his cock and when it reached her throat she shook her head back and forth, trying to take more. And OH FUCK! All at once she took it all!

I watched in amazement as she ground her face in his pubic hair, her chin rubbing against his balls. She pulled back gasping, needing a breath, but he took her head in both hands and pulled her forward again. This time he thrust his hips and jammed himself down her throat, then began fucking her mouth, balls deep with every stroke. But she didn't fight him, in fact her eyes were looking up, watching him as he grunted and snarled, making her take it time after time. And when he let her pull back to breathe it looked like she couldn't wait to have his giant cock buried in her throat again!

At first I was terrified, afraid he would hurt her - or us. But little by little I realized I was gasping, and I could feel moisture filling my so recently drained pussy again. The scene was turning me on! I pulled myself to my knees and moved behind Kendra, not only so I could watch over her shoulder, but also to shield my nakedness a little bit. Of course I could have jumped off the bed and run out of the room, but that thought never even occurred to me!

Finally Kenni pulled back from Carlos' dick a little bit and grasped it with both hands, rolling them around it as she stroked him hard, her saliva providing the lubrication. He shut his eyes, put his hands on his hips, head back and moaned and panted with every stroke of her hands. She turned her head to me for a moment and said with a giggle, "Now you know that even though I like girls, they are no competition for THIS!" And she gripped him hard, shaking his cock back and forth for emphasis.

Carlos gasped, then said through clenched teeth, "Ay Dios! Chupeme mas duro!"

He was standing on the floor and grabbed the back of Kenni's head in one hand, pulling her to him as he thrust forward, driving his cock down her throat. He was leaning over her as she bobbed in and out and he was looking straight down... at me! Oh God! And I shuddered, closing my eyes as he put his other hand on my head and ran it over my hair. But I opened my eyes again when I heard him say softly, "Tienes un cuerpa hermosa, chica!"

In a stammering voice I said, "What, Carlos?"

But Kendra suddenly pulled back from his cock and turned her head to me with a smile, long enough to say, "See? I told you he thinks you're hot! He said you have a beautiful body! And he's right!" And she turned back and swallowed him again, obviously hardly able to get enough of that ramrod in her throat!

I hardly had a chance to gasp when suddenly he moved his hand from my head and reached down for my breast. I smothered a squeal as his large hand covered me completely, and he squeezed, not hard, but exploring, feeling my weight, firmness and size. I moaned as I felt his palm rub across my hardened nipple, and gasped as he groaned, "Ay, muy bueno!" I don't know a word of Spanish, but the look on his face told me he liked what he felt. 

It suddenly occurred to me that I had never heard them speak a word of Spanish to each other before; I didn't even know Kenni knew any of it. And I realized this was reserved for their private intimacy. And they were including me in it!

Carlos was gasping, moaning, obviously appreciating Kenni's efforts, and he put both hands on her head. But he held her, forcing her to slow, then stop, and slid his dripping wet cock from her mouth. She was drooling, her saliva dripping onto her tits, making them shiny. She took one hand and ran it over herself until her breasts looked like they were oiled, and she and Carlos smiled at each other. And Carlos said in a deep sexy voice, "Quiero que usted, querida!"

I had no idea what he said, but he pulled his shirt off in one quick motion, and Kenni whirled around, away from me, her knees on the edge of the bed, ass in the air and head on the sheet. I knew for sure what that meant. She was about to get rammed with that massive cock! And I suddenly realized something else. I was on fire! No longer was I terrified of being seen, it was way too late for that, and watching Kendra sucking that gorgeous dick with total abandon was one of the most erotic sights ever! But ohhhhh, that deep voice and hand on my tit! I was already sopping wet again! 

Carlos was standing behind Kenni, slowly stroking himself, and he put one hand on Kenni's beautiful round ass. He moved closer, but suddenly stopped. Looking straight at me he said, "Put it in for me."

Now I stammered, "WHAT? Oh my God, you mean...?

Kendra's slightly muffled voice came from the sheet, "Baby, he wants you to help put his cock in me! It's too late to be shy now! Do it!"

I wasn't at all sure of that, but somehow I didn't see a choice, and I stood up next to Carlos and felt my fingers close around his thick shaft. Oh my God! My hand hardly went all the way around, and it covered less than half the length of his cock! Kenni had her legs spread wide, pussy clearly visible, but the head of his dick seemed impossibly large for her little pink cunt. But he moved forward showing his urgency, and I guided him to the target of his lust. 

I began to move my hand away, but he reached down and covered it with his, smiling at me. Very slowly he pressed forward, and my eyes widened as she opened to take him, his head sliding smoothly into her as she moaned. But it was pure pleasure, not pain. I felt his hand push forward, and together we pushed his shaft deeper and deeper into Kenni until our hands pressed against her pussy. He loosened his grip on me and commanded, "Stroke!" 

I knew what that had to mean, and slowly pushed and pulled him in and out of her as she let out one delicious moan after another. After the first stroke his cock was shiny wet, her cunt obviously sopping, and I could even feel her juices on my hand. 

Soon he began moving by himself and thrusting harder into her as she started rocking back to meet him. I let go and he reached for my hand again, lifting it to his mouth and licking her wetness from it. He gave a sigh of satisfaction and slid his hand down my arm to my shoulder. And I felt his arm circle me, pulling me back against his shoulder as he continued to fuck Kendra, who was so wet her cunt made a juicy slurping sound each time he ploughed into her. Both of them were gasping and groaning with pleasure, and he was ramming himself to the hilt in her. I could hear Kendra moaning something like, "Ay, que rico, que rico!" over and over. 

I couldn't imagine how she could take all that cock, but she did it with gusto! And the way he was holding me, I couldn't help but watch every millimeter go in and out of her pussy, now so wet her cream was dripping onto the bed. And I suddenly realized, I was dripping onto the floor! My hips were rolling from the erotic sight. I had never even seen a woman get fucked before except in a porno, and now I was a player in the scene! I could feel my legs shaking, and Carlos was practically holding me up.

But it was my turn to moan when I felt Carlos' hand slide over my breast and squeeze hard! And he continued in time with the rhythm of his strokes into Kenni, now so hard they made a loud wet slapping sound, and I could see her ass ripple with every impact. And she began chanting, begging, "Damelo, damelo, damelo, damelo!"

I didn't know the word, but I knew it meant she wanted it, more, harder! And he obliged, taking his hand from me and grabbing both her hips. I didn't move an inch but remained pressed against him, my body moving with every thrust of his. He began to pound against her and she grunted, panting hard now, and gasping out little breathless cries. 

I didn't even realize what I was doing as I suddenly knelt, reaching between her legs and finding her clit. When I began rubbing the little nub, already soaking wet with her cream, she howled and bucked, slamming back at him almost in a frenzy! He responded, slamming her even harder and faster, and suddenly she screamed, "Ohhhhhhhhh, FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

He pounded into her several more times and all at once she went totally out of control, her head coming back and her body writhing on his cock as she cried and moaned and begged and screamed all at once. Carlos rammed himself into her one more time growling, "MADRE!" and his hips began to buck against her ass. I could see he was spurting deep inside her, and it went on and on till I was sure she must be filled. 

Kendra had gone limp, and when he finally let go of her hips she fell forward, moaning, on the bed. As she lay motionless, their combined cum flowed out of her, puddling on the sheet. Even on my knees I was shaking so hard I held onto the bed for support, but her quiet moans worried me, and I crawled to her on the bed. Putting an arm around her I whispered, "Are you ok, baby?




Latin Lovers Ch. 01



For a long moment she was silent, but finally she turned her head a little toward me and gasped out in a weak voice, "Ok? Are you crazy? Right now I'm trying to come back from heaven!"

Carlos crawled up on the other side of her, bending over to kiss her back, neck and shoulders. "Gracias querida, gracias muy mucho!" he whispered to her tenderly. And I suddenly realized that everything I had just seen and heard was their way of making love, a favorite, one that bonded them together. I was jealous.

I began to wonder if I was invading their privacy and pushed up to my knees, saying, "Maybe I should let you be alone."

But Kenni rolled over and said, "Oh baby, please don't go! There's no more reason to be self-conscious now and we'd both love to have you with us! Maybe we can all go for a swim in the pool. We already know how hot it is outside!" 

Carlos added with a chuckle, "Now that I've seen you neighbor, please don't take your beauty away so soon. You are even more delicious than I imagined!" And he leaned across Kendra and gave me a little kiss on the forehead.

My entire body immediately turned bright red, but inside I was trembling, secretly pleased that a stud like I now knew Carlos to be would even think I was worth looking at. But I had to say, "You're sure you don't mind?" hoping they wouldn't find any objection.

Kenni laughed. "You already know that BOTH of us enjoy you, how could we mind?"

Carlos rolled over onto his back, his soft cock obvious but not quite so intimidating. He added, "I'm glad to see that you two got together, I know Kenni enjoys the company of women, and as I think you could tell, seeing her with one turns me on too. And the two of you look great together! So damn sexy! I'm sure you will be very good friends!"

God, with what had just happened I'd almost forgotten the encounter between me and Kendra! But my body tingled at the thought, and I couldn't deny it turned me on beyond my wildest dream. And now I knew we didn't have to keep it secret from Carlos! I felt the blush fade, and I began to relish the feeling of being naked with them, knowing they appreciated my body as well as my company. I certainly appreciated theirs. 

Kenni went to the closet and took out two blue bathrobes, and a white one which she handed to me. "When we go to the pool by ourselves we usually don't bother dressing. It's a wonder you haven't caught us before now." She giggled, referring to the fact that they invited me to join them anytime, but so far I hadn't just "dropped in". The pool itself has a six foot high privacy fence, and since all the nearby houses are one story, it's pretty much snoop proof. 

I knew we needed the robes to go across the lawn to the pool, but I suddenly wondered if once there we were going to spend the afternoon "au natural". Of course I wouldn't have to but it might be awkward if I didn't. But I sucked it up, deciding it was too late now to worry that they might see my body. They both had, and Kenni had done much more than that. And of course, I'd seen them too. And I could still feel Carlos' big hand clutching my breast. 

Kendra rounded up some snacks and Carlos grabbed a cooler of soft drinks and beer and off we went. I was relieved that they didn't immediately discard the robes when we got there, and we lay in the shade of a little cabana, chatting on the chaise lounges for a while. The subject of what had just gone on in the house was strictly avoided. 

But soon Carlos got up and announced, "I came home from work for a swim, and even if there's been a little delay, it still sounds good." With that he got up, threw his robe on the lounger and headed for the pool. As he dove in Kendra gave me a big smile and said, "Come on Crissy, let's go too. It must be 90 out here!" And when she got up I really didn't have much choice. We dropped our robes and trotted across the grass and jumped in more or less together, but I noticed Carlos was watching with a smile.

Wow, after the first shock, the water did feel wonderful. It was late summer, so it had warmed in the sun, but still felt refreshing after the heat of the day. I like to swim, and did a couple of laps, partially to calm my nerves. But I began to realize, I loved the feeling of being naked in the water. Even though I never wore more than a bikini, I almost shuddered, feeling totally unencumbered. There was something primal about it. 

Kenni paddled around near the shallow end but didn't really swim much, and I swam over to her and stood up. She stood too, and we smiled at each other, naked and above water from the waist up. I couldn't help look at her wonderful breasts, and I felt her eyes drinking me in too. There was no doubt about it. My life had changed a bit, because I felt the beginnings of arousal, and I didn't mind a bit. "Come swim with me Kenni," I said, "this water is wonderful!"

"I noticed you're a great swimmer," she said, "but I really don't swim much, not much better than a dog paddle. I'm afraid to spend much time in the deep water."

Carlos had some sort of a toy, and he spent his time tossing it and then diving for it, but when we stood together I noticed he stopped, and watched us from across the pool. I felt a little self-conscious, and I really wanted Kendra with me, so I said, "Come on Kenni, just swim a lap with me, I'll stay right by you. I took a life-saving class. And CPR!" I giggled.

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "But I really would like to swim a bit more than I do, let's try it!"

And we started slowly towards the deep end. I gave her a couple of tips on how to stretch out her arms and body a bit more, and soon she was cruising along right next to me. By the time we turned and headed back she was breathing a bit harder, and as soon as we reached the point where she could stand easily she stopped and, gasping a bit, said, "I need to catch my breath, but I really like it! It's better with someone near me. That knows CPR!" 

We both laughed hard at that, the water now just partially covering our breasts, and then I felt her hand lightly touch me in the middle of my back, urging me closer to her. I knew what was coming as I stepped forward. I was shaking, but I couldn't wait. And when her soft wet lips covered mine, I slid an arm around her, too. We kissed gently at first, almost like a friendship kiss. But then she pulled back just a bit, mouth open, and teased me, running her tongue along my lips. I slid my tongue through my lips and it found hers, the tips playing, dueling. Oh my God! I'd never done anything like that before, but it seemed so erotic! 

And then she caught my lower lip between hers and lightly sucked on it, the tip of her tongue sliding back and forth. I shuddered and moaned, and couldn't help pulling her to me, feeling our bodies press together. Her lips released me and she whispered, "Oh baby, you feel so good!" and then her lips covered mine again, now grinding, pressing, as her tongue snaked into my mouth through my open lips. 

We had both arms around each other now, bodies grinding together, alternating between deep kisses and tongue-teasing play. The whole idea of being with a woman, let alone enjoying it, was so new to me I was shaking! But I was totally aroused, and no longer resisted, giving myself to the feeling. Her hands slid slowly over me, and when they slipped over my round cheeks I groaned into her mouth as she squeezed and kneaded my flesh. My hands followed suit, and we were squirming, our rock hard nipples flicking against each other. I realized she was moaning as much as I was. 

Suddenly there was a splash in the water behind her as Carlos surfaced, and I heard his deep voice, "Querida..." I opened my eyes to see him standing behind Kenni. And the next moment he slid his arms around her, his hands covering her breasts, grasping them hard. And I felt the backs of his hands brush against my nipples.

"OHHHhhhhhhh," she moaned, reflecting almost painful pleasure at his touch. I felt her hands tighten on my ass, pulling until our pussies pressed together. 

Carlos' lips were traveling over her neck and shoulders, kissing and sucking, and she pressed back against his mouth, each time with a new moan or sigh. I leaned forward, kissing Kendra again, needing to be part of this erotic scene. When I did, one of Carlos' hands moved from her breast to the back of my head, stroking my wet hair and letting me know that I was very much included. Kenni moaned into my mouth, her lips grinding hard as I slid my tongue between them. Her body was the meat in a delicious sandwich, and her moans and constant writhing said she ached to be devoured. 

I felt one of her hands leave my ass, and she twisted, reaching behind her. I knew instantly what she was after, and she and Carlos groaned together when her hand closed around his cock. Her body started to move rhythmically as she obviously began stroking him, long and slow. He stepped to her side, making it easier for her, and now her hand and his cock were between her body and mine. I could see the motion down through the rippling water. His head was back, eyes closed, and he was taking deep long breaths, enjoying her ministrations. 

Kendra opened her eyes, looking right at me with a smile full of lust and whispered, "Are you all right, Crissy?"

I nodded and croaked out hoarsely, "Oh yes!" And without thinking, I wrapped my hand over hers, squeezing gently as she squeezed and pulled at his cock. I yearned to be touching him, but just that was enough to say I loved what was happening. 

She stopped moving, then released him, but I gasped when I felt her hand take mine and guide it to his rock hard shaft. Oh God! I shook as I realized again the girth of his mammoth cock, and he rocked gently, urging me to stroke. I adjusted my grip and began running my hand up and down that long dick, letting my palm lightly graze his large smooth head, and he shuddered and moaned. "Ay, Dios mio!" he groaned, the pleasure so great it was almost pain. 

I stared at Kenni, who was smiling at me, realizing she was allowing me, encouraging me, to stroke their most intimate connection, her man's magnificent cock. I could feel him shudder, and I tried to smother a moan, aroused by the realization of how much pleasure I was giving him. He had an arm around the back of each of us, holding us all locked together.

Kenni pushed back against his arm a bit, and I gasped as I felt her hands gently slip over both my breasts. My eyes moved down from hers to see her kneading me, her fingers lightly massaging my tender flesh. My nipples were diamonds in her palms, so hard they almost ached. Instinctively my hand tightened around Carlos, and started moving faster. He gasped and his arms tightened around both of us, then he suddenly leaned forward and kissed me hard. I felt an instant shock that traveled all the way down to my cunt, and my legs shook as he rammed his tongue between my lips. I knew that if not for the water I would be soaking wet by now. 

The touch of a man seemed so different, his mouth dominating mine as his lips ground against me, his insistent tongue battling for control of my mouth. And his mouth muffled my squeal as Kenni's fingertips found my nipples, squeezing hard, then pulling. I began to wonder if it was possible to cum from stimulation like this!

But I had no doubt when Kenni took a hand from my breast and suddenly slid two fingers into me! My mouth pulled away from Carlos' and I groaned, "Oh fucking God!" 

My hand moved faster on Carlos as her fingers moved faster in me, and my entire body was rocking. I was crying, gasping for breath. My hand was so tight It barely slid over him and he threw his head back, groaning, "Ay, Mierda!"

My entire body was in motion, hips thrusting against Kendra's hand as my fingers ground up and down his shaft. I was dimly grateful for the buoyancy of the water, helping to hold me up I was shaking so hard. Suddenly, Kenni moved her thumb and pressed it against my clit, circling and grinding against it. My head went back as I sucked in my breath, and shuddered, my legs threatening to collapse beneath me. I whimpered, my hand no longer moving but squeezing tighter than ever, needing something to hold. And when she started moving faster, ramming her fingers inside of me, thumb pressing hard, I screamed!

I saw stars, hardly conscious of my surroundings as my orgasm ripped through me! I felt Carlos hand tighten around my waist, the only thing holding me up. And Kenni was softly cooing something to me, but I had no idea what. I put both my arms over her shoulders, my head down as I desperately struggled to catch my breath and regain my senses. I felt self-conscious, realizing they had both seen me so out of control, utterly helpless. 

But their hands began softly moving over me and Kenni kissed my face softly as they both whispered words of endearment and encouragement. I knew there was something between us now, a bond, a feeling of affection. We had witnessed each others' most intimate moments and been a part of them. Despite his raw masculinity, Carlos was a gentle, caring man, and the idea that he enjoyed both my company and my femininity gave me a totally erotic feeling. And I loved the thought that Kenni did not seem to be reluctant to share him with me. 

Carlos took each of us by the hand and led us slowly to the shallow end of the pool and up the steps. The strong hot sun beating down and almost instantly sucking the water from us made my skin tingle. We stood on the grass and Carlos put an arm around both our waists, saying softly, "Mis Queridas."

We both looked up and he bent to Kenni, giving her a long, tender kiss. But then he turned and did the same to me! Oh God! I shivered again, wondering where this would lead, how it could possibly end. I felt him shudder as the kiss ended, and when I opened my eyes I looked down to see Kenni's palm lightly sliding across the top of his rock hard cock. I suddenly realized that we had left him that way in the pool, my total collapse having precluded any satisfaction for him. She turned and knelt in front of him, her hand closing around his shaft, and slowly began stroking again. And when she glanced up at me with a big smile I knew it was an invitation to join her. I knelt next to her, watching at close range as her hand moved over him. I saw a drop of pre-cum form on his tip, and suddenly, she leaned forward and licked it away as he gasped. 

When she continued stroking, I tentatively raised my hand, and she whispered softly, "Go ahead, honey."

My fingertips touched his balls, stroking them lightly, and he gasped, hoarsely groaning, "Dios!" I palmed him lightly, gently massaging as Kenni's hand continued to stroke. 

Soon another drop of pre-cum glistened in the sun, and Kenni giggled, "That one's yours!"

Oh God! I moaned. I hadn't thought of such a thing, but I suddenly craved it, and leaned forward quickly, my tongue lightly sliding over his tip, gathering the wetness. And despite myself my lips pressed against that massive tip, unable to pull away for a moment as I tasted his flavor, and I felt Carlos shudder. I sighed with satisfaction. Then, embarrassed, I pulled back and glanced at Kenni. 

She smiled at me, her eyes laughing. "Go ahead honey, if you'd like to try."

Oh FUCK! The truth was, I loved to suck cock, but I'd never even seen one near that size. I didn't know if my mouth would fit over it! When I glanced at Kenni she whispered, "Try it Crissy, it's easier than it looks.

And Carlos reached a hand down, gently stroking my hair. He said softly, "Por favor, querida."

Kenni's hand still held his shaft, and she turned it towards me as I slowly leaned in, holding my breath, wondering. I was encouraged when he gasped with pleasure as my lips touched his engorged, purplish head and my tongue swirled around, getting it wet. And when I pushed harder, my lips slid almost all the way over his tip, stretched to the max, but covering him. 

My mouth was suddenly wet, full of my drool, and I spread it over him before pulling back. And when I leaned forward again, my lips slipped easily over him and fell into place in the crease behind his head. I sighed with satisfaction as I sucked on him, my tongue swirling round and round. I felt his cock twitch and he gasped out, "Ay Dios mio! Tan buena!"

When I pulled back from him again a ribbon of my saliva stretched between us until I slurped it in. Feeling more confident, I reached up and Kenni relinquished her grip to my hand. And she moved partially behind me, watching, her hand on my shoulder. Again I slid my lips over his massive tip, easier now that he was wet and I knew I could. I realized his shaft was a little smaller than the head, so once past it I could slide farther down quite easily. 

Again, my tongue swirled, getting him wet, and I bobbed slowly back and forth, enjoying the feeling of my mouth being filled with him. Instinct, experience and desire took over and I squeezed my lips tighter around him, sucking as I pulled back each time. His cock no longer needed my hand and I grabbed the backs of his thighs, using them for leverage as my entire body rocked, and I felt almost proud, realizing I could handle his massive rod. Both of his hands were now in my hair, which was already sun-dried. He was not pulling or urging, simply telling me it was good. But I knew that from the moans, cries and gasps that escaped him with every thrust of my lips. 

Kenni's hand tightened on my shoulder and she whispered in my ear, "Oh baby you're so good! I can't believe how hot watching this is making me! My God, now I know what you saw when he fucked my mouth!"

And when I pulled back for a moment, catching my breath, she raised her other hand to my face and I licked her fingers, realizing she'd had them buried in her cunt, fucking herself as she watched. I slid my lips over them and sucked them clean. "Mmmmmmmmm," I moaned with pleasure as I leaned forward and lapped up the pre-cum now dribbling from Carlos' tip. 

My body was trembling, lust rapidly overtaking me as I slid my lips over him again, ramming my mouth down over his shaft. But I almost gagged as I realized his tip had touched the back of my mouth. I was sure there was no way I could take that huge cock in my throat, even smaller ones sometimes gagged me, but I began rocking back and forth hard and fast, my lips squeegeeing the saliva from him with every stroke. 

His fingers tightened in my hair, not forcing me, but timing the strokes just the way he liked them as his powerful hips began to thrust. I began to think he might actually cum in my mouth, but Kendra said softly, "Baby, I want some too!"

Oh fuck! I didn't want to stop! But of course, it was HER cock that she had generously shared. I suddenly felt selfish and pulled back, smiling up at Carlos and loving the look of animal passion on his face. I passed his cock to Kenni and she wasted no time, almost swallowing him in one gulp. She bobbed back and forth a few times, and then rammed forward, taking him easily into her throat. He groaned and his head flew back, obviously feeling incredible pleasure from the sudden tightness. She ground her face into his groin, then bobbed with short little strokes a few times before pulling back for air. 

As his cock slipped from her mouth streams of drool dripped to the ground and she swallowed deeply, her mouth obviously full. As she regained her breath she put both hands on his glistening shaft and stroked him hard, twisting her hands around him as they slid up and down his length. In seconds she had him moaning, panting, almost whimpering, and I was jealous of her great technique, guaranteed to turn any man into Jello. And when she was ready she didn't hesitate, her mouth sliding the length of him in one hard, smooth stroke. Her chin slapped his balls so hard they jiggled, and he exclaimed, "Ay, Dios!"




Latin Lovers Ch. 02



The idea of a shower was a hit with all of us, and Kenni got our robes for us so we could go from the pool to the house. We headed straight for the shower room, and Kenni giggled as she bent to pick up her clothes and mine, still littering the floor from our "morning workout". She hung the robes next to the door as Carlos got the water going, and we all quickly stepped inside. The water was just a bit warm, perfect! 

There was plenty of room for the three of us in the custom shower, and as Kenni and I turned and looked at each other we spontaneously giggled. This was where it all started, just a few hours ago, and the amazing time since was hard to believe. Of course Carlos didn't know, but I'm sure he'd guessed when he saw the clothes on the floor. She stepped over to me and ran a finger down my body, between my breasts. "Glad you came in for tea?" she giggled.

The thought shocked me for a moment, but I knew the answer. "Yes of course!" I replied. "Although I never imagined anything like this in my craziest dream. But I feel wonderful! Like a new chapter in my life!"

"Me too," Kenni said softly, "I've been attracted to you, I must admit, but I never really thought anything would happen. I was too afraid you'd run away and hate me forever." And as her hands went to my waist, her lips leaned to mine for a kiss. 

My body responded gladly, and I realized I was now hungry for her touch. I had just been pounded hard by Carlos, and experienced the greatest raw sex ever, but by contrast she was gentle, so smooth and soft. And loving. I melted into her arms as I put mine around her, and we slowly moved against each other. Our first kiss started lightly, lips touching lips. But as the contact of our bodies grew so did our passions, and soon our tongues were playing between our lips. We teased each other, lips moving, tongues touching, and we soon moaned softly together. 

We heard a low groan from Carlos, almost forgotten for a moment. "Ay Dios!" he gasped. "Do you two know how hot you look? I'm on fire just watching you!"

Surprised, we broke the kiss and turned to look at him. But we both gasped as we realized his cock was rock hard, standing straight out with his hand around the base. He smiled at us as he stroked himself, very slowly. But he said, "Please don't stop, I love to watch you, mis queridas! You are so sexy together!"

He was right. My body was already tingling from her touch. I could feel the familiar heat in my belly, before today only caused by the touch of a man. When she turned back to me I smiled as I reached and softly touched her breast. I caught the hard red little bud in my fingertips and lightly stroked it. Aware now of Carlos, we performed a bit for him, turning so he could see. The idea of him watching us made me shudder. She shut her eyes and moaned quietly, letting the pleasure of my touch run through her. 

As I bent my head down to her breast I slipped a hand between her legs, which she immediately spread wider for me. Her wet body was slippery under my hand, and as I sucked on her red bud my hand slid back and forth over her pussy. She moaned and put a hand on Carlos' shoulder for support, and when she arched her back I sucked her deeper, my tongue swirling around her hard nipple. Her hips started to rock against my hand, and I could feel her slippery juices even with the water pouring down. 

Carlos had moved closer till he was almost in back of her, and she leaned against his shoulder. And I heard a groan of pure pleasure when his lips started to move up and down the curve of her neck and shoulder. I slid two fingers into her slowly, as she thrust forward to meet my hand. Her hips rotated, letting her feel my fingers everywhere inside her and I could feel her shaking. I lifted my head from her breast and kissed her hard, and she rammed her tongue into my mouth, her moans muffled inside me. 

I felt a hand on my side, and realized Carlos had an arm around each of us now. And when I lifted my lips from Kenni, he leaned forward, his arm tightening as he kissed me, our lips grinding together. Kenni's entire body was moving now, as she fucked herself on my fingers, gasping and groaning with her eyes tightly shut. I reached my other hand to her side and found Carlos' cock, waiting and ready, and my hand stroked him hard. The feel of that massive tool in my palm made me shudder. 

Carlos was at her side, and he bent his head down, sucking in her nipple, his lips working against it and his tongue grinding hard. She was writhing against us, impaled on my fingers, her breast deep in his mouth. I knew now what she needed, and slid my fingers from her, then moved behind her. And I wrapped my arms around her, my hands holding her breasts, fingers squeezing, and I presented her to Carlos. 

He took his cock in hand, rubbing it between her legs, over her belly, her mound, her clit, as she whimpered and moaned, squirming in my grip. He reached down beneath one of her thighs and lifted her leg till she could rest her foot on the soap tray, leaving her spread wide open. And he wasted no time, pushing hard as he entered her with a snarl! The groan she gave could have been heard throughout the house, and I felt her body buck as she thrust forward, meeting him. 

She leaned back against me, her neck pressed against my shoulder, and her whimpers and cries echoed in my ear as he pulled back and thrust again and again till he was buried in her. He began fucking her, so hard I had to brace myself to hold her as he rammed into her. She lifted her hands to his sides and held him, pulling him to her with every thrust. She was shaking and shuddering, so hard the leg she had on the floor hardly held her, and I was giving her the support she needed as she rolled her hips, meeting his thrusts.

She was panting, and she began gasping, "Asi, asi, damelo damelo! Dios, me encanta, me encanta con tu pinga!" over and over, getting louder as he fucked her harder and faster. I had no idea what it meant, but the passion and lust in her voice told me all I needed to know. Carlos was grunting with every stroke as he slammed into her, the enclosed space of the shower magnifying the wet slapping sounds as their bodies collided. 

Even though I had seen them fucking just hours before I found myself biting my lip, the eroticism of the scene was so intense. And once again I was contributing to it, now clutching her breasts in my hands! I knew that if not for the water my pussy would be dripping on the floor. 

Suddenly Carlos lunged forward, put his hands on her waist and pulled her against him. Their bodies ground together, their lips locked in a desperate kiss. Her arms went around his neck as he used his hands to ram her down onto his cock and they both grunted with every thrust. She gave a loud moan, then screamed, the noise deafening in the little room, her body jerking, spasming, out of control in his grip. But he continued to thrust, her body shaking with every impact, until he finally growled, grinding against her, and his hips bucked as he filled her with his cum. 

Her foot slipped from the tray and her head fell against his chest, his arms and hers holding her up. I stepped forward and put my arms around her, pressing against her back. I moaned softly, "oh baby, baby!" overcome by the passion of the scene. And she turned her head and kissed my cheek, then turned back to Carlos as their lips locked again. He fell back against the wall of the shower, holding her against him. 

When he finally opened his eyes Carlos saw me behind Kenni, and he said softly, "Come here querida, be with us," holding out an arm as he did so. When I moved to their side he pulled me against them and leaned over, giving me a gentle kiss. "Crissy, as you know by now, Kenni and I are very passionate with each other, and we love each other very much. But I swear, you do something, being with us. I can feel it in myself, seeing you with her, and I can see it in her, with you. Dios! The two of you together set me on fire!"

Kendra turned to me and put a hand to my cheek, pulling me to her for a kiss, not lustful, but friendly and deeply passionate. Then she smiled and changed the tone and the subject. "All this activity with my two lovers has done one thing. I'm starving! Let's go see what we can find for supper!"

We all laughed at the incongruity, but I suddenly felt hungry too, and we quickly dried off and stepped out of the shower. I was a little relieved that we put our robes back on, not quite ready for nude dining. I helped Kenni round up a meal from what she had on hand and we all sat down and ate with gusto, our appetites definitely piqued. I was suddenly very comfortable with them, feeling closeness and a true friendship. I had been welcomed into their relationship. And I couldn't get her words, "two lovers" out of my head.

When we'd finished, I wondered if our day was over, since I had been with Crissy since morning. But it seemed they just assumed I'd stay and sit with them in the living room as Carlos got three cans of beer from the fridge. I sat next to Kenni on the couch, and Carlos sat in the easy chair near us. A full stomach and the beer did wonders, and I felt comfortable, even cozy as we watched a little TV and chatted. And I found out Kenni did too, as she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. And when I put my arm around her spontaneously she looked up to me with a smile. 

I wasn't at all sure what was going on, what I felt, but I knew I didn't want to leave right then. Carlos went and got another round of beer, and when he came back, handing them to us, I patted the couch next to me, seeing no reason why he should be so far away. With a smile he tousled my hair a little as he sat next to me. Kenni reached across me and ran her hand gently down the side of his face in a little sign of affection. "Querida," he whispered softly. 

In a few minutes, I felt Carlos' arm slide gently around my shoulders, and it felt so good I shifted, moving closer to him. When I moved Kendra looked up and, seeing us pressed together, she moved too, turning to me and putting her hand on one shoulder as she pressed her cheek against the other, smiling up at me. I found myself running my hand up and down her back. "Mmmmmmmm," she sighed as she snuggled closer. 

I felt wonderful, way too good to move, but I also felt something else, a little tingle of excitement at the closeness of these two lovers, now my lovers too! And when I felt Kenni's hand move from my shoulder to my cheek it was the most natural thing in the world to bend down and give her a kiss. 

When we moved I felt Carlos' hand tighten against my shoulder, and he shifted, turning towards me. And his other hand fell lightly on my thigh, over the robe. I had no illusions, and I felt my breathing deepen as I realized the three of us were gradually becoming more intimate in our touches. But I didn't mind, in fact I welcomed it, a shiver of excitement running through my body. All of us had already been about as intimate as it's possible to be, and somehow, this seemed only natural. 

I turned my head to Carlos, to find his eyes on me, smiling, and I leaned slowly over to him. His lips met mine halfway in a gentle kiss, and I sighed softly with pleasure at the touch. But I suddenly shuddered as I felt Kenni's hand slide gently from my face and inside my open robe, moving until it found my breast. She barely touched, her hand gently cupping me, but I shivered violently and stretched, a charge of undeniable sexual excitement flashing through me. 

And when Carlos' hand slowly pulled back the side of my almost unbuttoned robe I spread my legs a little wider for him. But when his fingertips lightly ran up the inside of my thigh I gasped loudly, my body tensing for a moment before relaxing to the feeling. Now Kenni turned completely to me, pulling her knees onto the couch as she put both hands on my cheeks before kissing me, gently first, then harder, her tongue running over my lips. 

I moaned and leaned back, pressing against Carlos' shoulder as I let my tongue play our little game, tips dueling outside our open lips. And when I felt his hand gently close over my naked thigh I groaned as I pressed my leg against his. 

There was no longer any doubt what we were doing when I felt Kenni's fingers undoing the few buttons on my robe. I was breathing deeply, almost gasping, and I could feel the wetness in my pussy. She pulled back one side and lowered her lips to my breast, covering the nipple and sucking gently. I moved my hand from her shoulder to her head, holding her lightly against me, relishing the feeling of the warm wetness and the tongue swirling against my hardened and throbbing little nub.

My hips were rolling slowly, easily in time with Carlos' hand running up and down my thigh, but my eyes opened and I gasped, "OH!" when I felt his fingertips lightly brush my pussy lips. And I realized his lips were practically brushing my ear when he breathed, "You are so delicious, Querida."

That sent a charge through my entire body, and I groaned as my body lifted off the couch, arching against his hand and her mouth. I desperately needed his touch and he stroked me softly, fingers running up and down my lips, and then down between my legs. I felt his fingertip tease the hungry mouth of my cunt, but then he took his hand away and I realized he had raised it to his lips. He moaned with pleasure as he licked my hot juices from his fingers, before he whispered to Kendra, "She is so wet, and so luscious, querida."

She didn't say a word, but lifted her head from my breast, and I felt her lips and tongue leave a long wet trail down my body as she slid off the couch, ending up in front of me on her knees. And as she lowered her mouth to my pussy Carlos gently put a hand on her head. Her lips slid up and down my pussy, getting me glistening wet, and then she moved down, her tongue making little circles around my entrance. I was already dripping wet there and she lapped up my juices, pausing to look up and smile at Carlos. But I groaned, crushing my head back against him when she slid her tongue into me and I felt it swirl as she gathered my nectar and slurped it down. 

I slapped my hand down against Carlos's thigh, needing something to hold on to as my whole body was in motion, undulating to their touches. But he grunted, and I opened my eyes to look down and realized I had barely missed his rigid erection, which made a giant tent in his robe. And when he pulled the flap aside and led my hand to it I moaned with relief, getting a tight grip on him. 

It was his turn to moan, and I started sliding my hand up and down his shaft, loving the feeling of the warm hardness against my palm. In fact we moaned together as Kenni's tongue and lips continued to devour my pussy, her loud slurping telling me she couldn't get enough. And the wet squishy sounds told me her fingers were deep in her cunt. 

Carlos turned to me and his hand went behind my head, pulling my lips hard against his as he rammed his tongue deep into my mouth. I sucked on it, whimpering and crying, my need rising with every moment and every touch. My entire body was writhing on the couch so hard they both had to hold me down. Finally Carlos lifted his lips from mine and said softly, "Ride me, querida!" 

Oh my God! I've never done anything more willingly, pulling off my robe as I stood from the couch and waiting an eternity as he slouched down, his giant cock pointing straight up, beckoning to me. When he patted his thigh, looking up at me with a smile, I straddled his legs and lowered myself to him, till I felt the tip touch my lips. He guided it into me, and I greedily pushed down, ignoring the ache from our earlier encounter by the pool. Knowing I could take him I was more relaxed now, and with my dripping cream his cock was wet and slippery to the base before I got there. I stroked up and down a few times, my cunt easily adjusting now, and soon I was able to swallow him whole. 

He gasped and I moaned as he filled me, once again stretched wide, but now only feeling intense pleasure. I couldn't stay still, and quickly moved harder and faster, my ass slapping down hard against his thighs. After a couple of minutes of absolute pleasure my legs tired and I leaned forward, gasping, putting my hands on his chest. He pulled his legs up and started rolling his hips, ramming his cock into me even harder. Kenni climbed up onto the couch on her knees and leaned over, kissing him as he fucked me hard, his full length impaling me with every thrust. 

We were all moaning, gasping, and I knew I couldn't take much of this, my pussy already fluttering, contracting around him. I began whimpering, then little cries, quickly becoming louder and higher pitched. He grabbed my hips and began ramming me down on him as he thrust harder and harder into my greedy hole. My chest was heaving, my breath coming in broken gasps and he growled, driving himself into me even harder, then holding me down, grinding his cock into me. 

Oh fuck! I realized I was over the edge and grabbed one of his arms and one of Kenni's, desperately needing something to hold on to. And I gave a coarse scream, the end of it catching in my throat as I suddenly exploded on him, my cunt contracting so hard he stopped in mid-stroke, and I slowly slid down the rest of the way. But I didn't know it, my entire body writhing, eyes so tight I saw only fireworks as I moaned and cried my way through my orgasm. My hips ground against him, wanting the impossible, even more!

Finally I collapsed, my head falling against his chest, and I could feel tears running down my cheeks from sheer effort and ecstasy. And suddenly I was aware of something else. His rock hard cock was moving slowly inside of me, his hips rolling easily under me. I opened my eyes and saw his face, eyes shut tight from effort and strain, and I realized he was fighting hard, trying to retain control. 

I moaned, my body unable to respond, and I slipped off of him, dropping to my knees. I grasped his throbbing cock and started to lick my cream from it, tasting myself like never before. But then Kenni was beside me, and she began licking too, moaning as she savored my flavor. She wrapped her fist around the base, but then offered the tip to me with a giggle. I was recovered enough to greedily slurp it in, lips sliding easily over the head with the slippery wetness. I bobbed up and down a few times, taking as much as I could of him, then, remembering my first try I pulled back and smiled at Kenni. 

She wasted no time, her lips replacing mine, and I watched her technique as she sucked hard and took him deep. But I still gasped as she suddenly lunged, taking him to the back of her throat, lips grinding into his rich black pubic hair. He moaned and gasped, his hips thrusting against her lips, obviously loving being swallowed alive. And I could see her throat contract as she tried to do it literally, and he gasped even louder, his hands tightening on her head. 

But when she pulled back, gasping for breath, she handed him back to me and I once again dove onto him, now relishing the feeling of my mouth being filled. But I ached to be able to swallow him as she had, and after a few strokes I lunged forward. To my amazement, I felt him slide a few inches into my throat, but in an instant the gagging feeling was horrible, and I pulled back, choking and gasping. She took over, this time teasing him with her lips and tongue on the sides of his shaft before sliding down him again. 

And when I finally got my breath back I growled, "FUCK!" in frustration. And even in the middle of the ecstasy of Kenni's mouth, Carlos said softly, "Ay querida, no!" I realized he meant I should not be upset, and his sudden smile told me I had done well. But I could only think of how happy he would be if I could only learn. Then it occurred to me, I was assuming that this could, would happen again. Did I have any reason or right to think that? I had no idea. But I realized I was hoping hard that it would! 




Latin Lovers Ch. 02



Kenni put her hands on his knees and pushed herself up and I followed. Carlos moved back a bit onto the couch, lying at an angle, one foot on the floor. Kenni quickly climbed up and mounted him, sliding down on his still rock-hard cock. I watched, knowing how good it felt, my pussy still tingling from being filled by him and by my mega-orgasm. At least I was pleased to see that she did about the same as I had, only a few variations in rhythm altering the performance. 

But I heard Carlos deep voice, hoarse and gasping as she road him harder and faster, saying, "Ven aqui, querida." I looked over and saw a big smile on his face, even though his hips were thrusting hard into Kenni. I leaned over to kiss him, but he moaned, "No querida, quiero probarte!" 

Kenni gasped, "Baby, he wants to taste you!"

I shuddered as I realized, he wanted to eat me! My pussy was still dripping wet and wide open, stretched by his massive tool, but I couldn't wait to comply and put one knee on the couch, then straddled his face, facing Kenni. She giggled and slapped down on him even harder, then gasped as she felt how deep he rammed into her. 

I began to lower myself to his mouth, but his hands grabbed my hips and pulled me down hard, and I felt him score a bulls-eye as his tongue rammed into my cunt. I jumped and gasped, "OH!" but immediately relaxed and pushed down on his face. If he wanted me to smother him, I'd comply! Oh God! His tongue ravaged me! He slurped and licked, drinking my juices, then ground his tongue into my slit as his lips moved up and down. His hands went under my ass and lifted for a moment as he took a deep breath, then dropped me as he grabbed my hips again. 

His lips found my clit and I squealed, only his hands keeping me from pulling up. He sucked and ground his tongue against me and suddenly I was moaning, crying, the intense pleasure almost too much to bear. But when he pushed me up again, aside from his gasping I heard someone else, moaning and crying I realized it was Kenni. And then Carlos joined her as he started pumping his hips hard, ramming his cock into her as she pounded down on him. 

I didn't want to interfere with their obvious pleasure, knowing it couldn't last too much longer. But suddenly his hands pulled me down again, and his tongue went into overdrive, pumping in and out of me in time with his thrusts into Kenni. I began bucking on him, too far gone to think of stopping, and I ground my pussy against his face, sliding my lips over his. Until he found my clit again and sucked hard. Oh God!

I screamed, thrashing against him, refusing to lift even when he pushed. He'd have to eat his way out. Which he was more than happy to do! And suddenly I felt my creamy juices gush over his face as I groaned loud enough to be heard next door, another amazing orgasm rocking me, my entire body shaking. He gave a heave, lifting me and gasping for breath. I pulled away from him and fell into the corner of the couch, enjoying the remnants of my climax with my arms locked around my knees.

But they weren't through, and she pushed up from his lap, her juices dripping, and turned, kneeling with her head on her hands on the arm of the couch. He was up in a second, behind her, and she moaned "Ohhhhhhh FUCK!" as he drove his cock to the hilt in her. But she rolled her ass hard back against him and he grabbed her hips, starting to pound her immediately, so hard the entire couch was rocking back and forth. 

They moved with skill of two people thoroughly used to each other, gradually going harder, faster, her cries rising in pitch to match the sound of their bodies colliding. He was simply gasping, grunting, the exertion covering his body with sweat which flew in all directions from his face each time he slammed into her. Suddenly she screeched, "Oh shit!" in a high strangling voice, and her head went down against the couch arm. With a snarl he drove into her again and together they bucked and ground, enjoying tremendous orgasms together. It was beautiful. 

And all at once I felt selfish, guilty, inadequate. I shouldn't have been there. Intimate moments such as that are only meant to be shared by two, I thought. I realized now, they fucked like animals! But it was just a reflection of their passion, their desire, their love for each other. How could I intrude on that! Of course I had never initiated this encounter with them, but I must have overstayed my leave, not given them a way to say my time was up. 

I was devastated. I truly didn't want this to end. But there was no way I could be included in their beautiful private life.

When they finally recovered enough to sit up they snuggled together in the corner of the couch, big smiles on their faces. I had already found my robe, which I held in front of me, and I mumbled, "I guess it's time for me to go, perhaps I've intruded on you too much already. I had a wonderful time today, though."

Suddenly they both had a look of shock. Kenni said, "Oh NO, baby!"

And Carlos echoed, "Please querida, you CAN'T!"

"I've never seen two people with such a powerful love!" I said. "There's no way you would want me in between you, and you've been very generous, sharing a moment of your lives with me. We're still friends, wonderful friends, but I feel out of place being so close to you. And I hope I can still use the pool once in a while!" I hoped the smile on my face would not look as false as it felt. I wanted to cry. 

They were silent for a moment, looking at each other. Then Carlos gave a little nod, got up and silently headed into the kitchen. Kendra said softly, "Crissy, please, come sit with me."

I did and she put her arm around my shoulders, but didn't try to pull me close. She looked at me and gave a little smile, then took a deep breath. 

"Baby, I think we understand you, and why you think you don't belong here. But I need to tell you the whole story. Everything I said to you today about us and how I wanted to get together with you is true. But there's more. And there's lots more now than there was this morning."

"You're right; Carlos and I are very much in love, so strong that I don't know if anything could break us apart. I think you have seen that today. But I have always been attracted to girls. And Carlos knows that. Before he came along I though I might be a lesbian. But he proved otherwise. I've never been able to get enough of him and I don't believe I ever will. Aside from the fact that I love him, I have a raging sexual desire for him, I get wet just thinking about him when he's at work. It couldn't be more heterosexual, and it couldn't be more about raw, down and dirty sex! So I guess I must be bi-sexual." 

"But that doesn't mean my appetite for women went away. And Carlos knows that too. I told him over and over that he is all I need, more than enough for me. And it's true. And I believe he would never cheat on me, he's too honest and too loyal for that. And there's the love thing again!" She giggled. "He has proven over and over that his love for me is as strong as mine is for him. But he's human too, and he can't help but be attracted to a woman who really appeals to him, mentally or physically. Just like every other man in the universe. That doesn't mean he would ever act on it though. In a way, he's lucky, because even though I am sometimes attracted to another man now, not one has ever had a fraction of the attraction he has, and I can easily resist and forget it. He doesn't have to worry about men, and he knows it."

"When we first moved in and met you, Crissy, it was mid-winter and outside in a parka we hardly knew what you looked like. But from the little chats we had while shoveling snow and taking in groceries we both knew we liked you, just for you. That's normal and it's nice when neighbors can be friends. But when summer came and we had you over to use the pool with us, things changed a little. I guess you noticed Carlos looking at you. But I don't think you noticed me looking too."

"But Carlos did. And he realized that you are one of those women that appeal to me. It's true, baby, something about you turned me on right from the start. I would never have said anything to him. And I would never have done anything. Never! But Carlos loves me so much he always wants me to be happy, and one day he asked me if I was attracted to you. I denied it at first, but he knew." 

"But meanwhile, I'd seen him looking at you too. He's too honest to be very good at hiding anything from me. So when I brought it up he admitted it, of course. It seems he saw the same things in you I did, and it was much more than just physical attraction for both of us. Anyway, he finally asked me if I was interested in having "an affair" with you. He said he wanted me to be happy and he wouldn't mind if that's what I wanted. But I knew that if I did, we would talk about it together, and I knew that deep inside it would hurt him because he felt the same attraction I did. And I could never hurt him baby, please believe that."

"But little by little, I began to think about it. And I began to picture the three of us together. And oh my fucking God, It made me so hot I could get off just by touching myself a little! Even the thought of him pounding his cock into you was a tremendous turn-on for me. We are so close I knew I would almost feel the same desire and lust he did. Remember, I like women to start with baby, and I truly like you. And after today I can say, more than I ever expected. You are wonderful Crissy, perfect for me. And every thought I had about us all together is true!"

So I told Carlos what I'd been thinking, and that maybe we could both enjoy you if you wanted to enjoy us. I knew it was a long shot. I didn't think he'd ever agree and I was almost certain you would run screaming if I approached you. He was very reluctant, perhaps afraid I was just trying to please him so I wouldn't have to feel guilty about an affair with a woman. But that's not it at all. In my mind it's all one big package, and if one piece is missing, none of it works at all for me."

"I never told Carlos I had actually decided to go ahead with the plan, and really, I hadn't. But when I saw you outside, something clicked. And I knew it was now or never. And you know the rest. Except for the fact that I really did know he might be home early, and I was hoping he would. That would be the easy way for everything to come together. And it did! But Carlos never knew till he got home what I had in mind. I was so thrilled that he reacted the way that he did! I was really wishing he'd fucked you instead of me when he found us together. But I guess we made up for that later!" She giggled again. "And baby, Carlos NEVER speaks Spanish in public, only when we are intimate together. It's a sign of pure affection. He's proud of his English and feels no need for it. But you saw how easily he fell into using it with you. I'm the only other one he's ever done that with!"

I was totally shocked, flabbergasted! But somehow I took it as a compliment that they both really wanted me, enough to try something they had never done before. I realized that somewhere along the line she had taken my hand, and was squeezing it so hard it almost hurt. But I didn't care. Deep inside, I was thrilled by everything she'd told me. And I began to feel the same tingling sensation I'd had with them all day inside me again. And without thinking, I turned to her and kissed her, a friendly but intimate kiss. Because I knew I'd felt the same things about them, but pushed them aside, knowing it was silly to feel like that about my neighbors.

I felt the arm across my shoulders tighten and she pulled me closer to her, my head now resting on her shoulder. "Sweetheart, there's another thing," she said. "This is about today. I thought that maybe even if you and I... and maybe Carlos... got together, it might be a one time thing. Maybe you and I would make love, maybe Carlos and you would enjoy each other too. But who knew if you would like the idea. Or that we would. I didn't even know if you could take his cock; I was afraid that might scare you away by itself. I thought that even if it happened once, you might just leave and that would be the end of it."

"But Crissy, it was better than I ever imagined or dared hope for. From the time you and I touched each other in the shower, I felt there was something special between us and I thought you did too. I knew you had never been touched by a woman before, and the fact that you accepted me so readily and gave back so much told me it was right. And I knew that from the moment Carlos walked into the room and saw us together, he was on fire! When he fucked me he was showing you how it could be. And when he asked you to put his cock into me for him, he was telling you he wanted to do that with you!" 

"Honey, I know that when you saw us together just now it scared you. You saw how strong our love, our bond is and felt you could never be a part of it. And you need to know it, because that's the reason any of this is possible. You don't have to worry about breaking us apart because that won't happen. But it doesn't mean you can't share with us. You offer something both of us need, You fulfill my desire for a woman more than anyone else ever has, and it sets Carlos on fire, seeing us together, partly because he knows it makes me happy."

"Baby, I think the three of us can be perfect together! We don't want you to leave! I know you and I are attracted to each other, I'm the only woman you have ever been with, and I can see how you feel about Carlos. He makes you as hot as you make him! Or me!" She giggled again. "We would never try to make you stay with us if you didn't want to, but please, just don't let our passion for each other make you think you can't fit. It's what makes this possible!"

I was Jello inside. Kenni hadn't said she and Carlos loved me, that would be ridiculous, but she expressed such a deep, genuine affection, even need, that I couldn't help but be moved. And deep down I knew she was right. I felt exactly the same things for them. I didn't want to turn to her. But when I didn't move she gently put her fingers on my chin and pulled my face around. And saw the tears streaming down my cheeks! And when I saw her dear, caring face, I collapsed, burying my face against her shoulder as I sobbed uncontrollably.

Her arms went around me, holding me, and I vaguely heard her call Carlos to come. He did and sat next to me, stroking my hair and leaning over giving me little gentle kisses on my shoulders. 

"I asked her to stay with us," she said.

"Of course," he replied

At that moment, somehow I felt very loved. 

Sometime later, Kenni said quietly, "I think it's time for us to go to bed."

I wasn't sure what that meant, I desperately wanted to stay with them now, but I thought perhaps it was my cue to go home for the night. But she looked at me with a smile and said, "Crissy, you're the guest of honor, would you like the left, right or middle?" And I ended up in the middle, with the arms of both of them around me, the covers pulled up under our chins. 

I was physically and now emotionally drained, and although there were many questions whirling in my head, I fell asleep almost at once. But hours later, in the middle of the night, I woke to the feel of a hand lightly moving up and down my arm. I gave a little sigh and realized it was Kenni. Carlos was snoring lightly and had turned away from me a bit in his sleep. Her lips were right against my ear. "Shhhhhhhh, baby," she whispered ever so softly. "I just had to touch you to make sure you're really here." 

I rolled carefully towards her and we put our arms around each other. Her warm body felt like the softest, most wonderful thing I'd ever touched. When our lips joined we both sighed with pure pleasure. We spent long minutes kissing, our hands gently stroking each other. I shivered and felt her shiver too, our touches stimulating each other, but it felt just too good to break the spell. Finally she whispered, "Good night honey, I can't wait to wake up in the morning with you!"

When I woke again it was light in the room and Carlos was stirring. When I groaned and rolled towards him he whispered, "Buenas dias, querida."

When he lifted his arm I snuggled in against his chest, and when he held me against him I quickly realized he had a huge erection. He laughed and said, "It's always like that in the morning." 

I knew about "morning wood" and giggled as I reached down and grasped him lightly. "Se siente bien!" he gasped. As I now knew was his habit, he took my head in his hands and kissed me, gently but passionately, leaving no doubt what my touch was doing to him. 

We heard a stirring behind us and Kenni said, "Good morning, lovers!" When I didn't immediately turn to her she realized what was going on and giggled, "I see you've discovered our morning treat!" And she snuggled up against my back, wrapping her arms around me. From behind my head she whispered, "Go ahead, baby, stroke him, he loves it!"

When my hand started moving slowly he shuddered and groaned, and no longer needing to be quiet, he rolled onto his back, pushing down the covers. Once again I marveled at the length of his cock as I continued my long smooth strokes, and his hips moved slowly, thrusting into my hand. And as I continued for a few minutes, moaned softly, his legs moving back and forth on the bed. "Damn!" he finally exclaimed. "I do have to go to work. But I'll be home early, maybe at noon. Please! Mis queridas, be here when I get back!"

I let go of him, but leaned forward and kissed him hard. "You know we will," I whispered. 

I felt Kenni pull away from me and get off the bed. She came around and sat next to Carlos, who by then was also sitting. They wrapped their arms around each other and enjoyed a long good morning kiss. Kenni giggled, "I have to show you how I send him off to work, almost every morning!"

He broke into a big grin and immediately stood up. She reached out her hand and grasped his still rigid cock and stroked it hard several times, as he moaned, head back and eyes closed. Then she slid off the bed onto her knees in front of him, her hand still holding tight. And she immediately opened her mouth and slid it over his head as he gasped out, "Ay Dios! Querida!"

She wasted no time, bobbing back and forth, taking him deeper with every thrust of her head, and his cock soon became coated with her saliva. He had both hands in her hair, and he moaned and gasped, his body squirming constantly. I watched, marveling how she knew exactly what he liked best, pushing all his buttons. In a minute or two he was groaning with every stroke of her lips, and his hips were rolling, ramming his cock into her mouth as she bobbed. 

And again, she suddenly lunged forward and his cock disappeared, buried in her throat. "OH FUCK!" he growled, and I could see his legs shake. She began long deep strokes, her lips pressing against him with every thrust. And when she pulled back for air she immediately repeated, time after time. Soon ropes of saliva were dripping from his cock, and his hands had tightened on her head as his hips thrust harder, pumping his cock into her mouth. 

She pulled back once more, but this time she looked up to him with a smile, whispering, "Damelo, mi amor!" and took just his head back in her mouth. She was sucking hard, and I could tell her tongue was swirling around him. 

He moaned, making sounds of sweet agony, and his knees sagged. His eyes were clenched tight. With a final groan he gripped her head again and thrust hard, ramming his cock into her mouth till he pressed against her lips several times. Suddenly he growled, his legs straightening again, and bucked against her, his hands so tight her head was thrown back and forth like a rag doll. And I could hear her making little sounds as she valiantly swallowed, drinking every drop of his cum. 




Latin Lovers Ch. 02



At the end, he stood stock still for a moment, running his hands over her hair as he whispered, "Querida, querida," then slowly pulled his cock from her lips. She was gasping deeply, trying to catch her breath, but the two looked at each other, big smiles on both their faces. As he turned to go for his shower he said softly, "Te quiero mucho, amor."

I almost wanted to cry, it was so beautiful. And for a moment I felt left out. NO! That wasn't it at all! I wasn't left out, I was very much included, right there watching, and Kenni had told me she wanted to show me! The sight was intensely erotic as she knew it would be, and I had a front row seat. My pussy was once again dripping wet and I was trembling with desire. And I realized I was envious! But not of the sex, I knew that was mine for the asking, I was envious of the love! And yet I was welcomed so easily into their lives I realized I could be loved too.

Kenni had crawled back on the bed and was leaning back against a pillow, smiling at me. And suddenly something clicked in my head and I was mad at myself. I could no longer keep such feelings inside. Kenni and Carlos wouldn't, they resolved everything by telling each other how they felt. No secrets. 

I crawled up next to Kenni, setting up and other pillow and settling back next to her. Immediately, she took my hand, holding it. I felt better already. I turned to her with a big grin. "Kenni I want to tell you something, I think this is the way you and Carlos would handle it. When I watched you just now, it was amazingly sexy, God, my pussy got soaking wet just watching! But I felt like something was wrong and now I realize, I was jealous! Not of the sex, baby, of the love between the two of you. You are so beautiful together!" 

Kendra reached for me and put her arms around me, squeezing hard as we hugged. "Oh Crissy, I'm so glad you told me! That's always the first step! I think I understand baby. Love can happen overnight, it's real love, but it's born of lust and discovery, desire, and a sudden feeling of wanting and being wanted. It was that way with us. And all that's part of our love today. But it's much more than that now. Our souls have mated! Neither of us would ever be whole without the other, and because of that we'll be together no matter what happens."

"Love like that doesn't take forever, we've only been together six years and most of that time we've been almost like we are now. That doesn't happen overnight, but I think every day it gets a little stronger!" She closed her eyes and smiled, and I knew she was feeling it, just thinking of it! 

Then she added, "Baby, if you felt that way, it means you feel something for us too. And if we didn't feel something for you we wouldn't be together now!" And she whispered, almost conspiratorially, "Carlos will be in again before he leaves for work. Just tell him how you feel and let's see what happens."

Her arms tightened around me and we kissed, our hands lightly stroking each other. I was amazed how quickly I tingled at her touch and how soothing her words had been. 

A minute later Carlos came back, now looking very proper in his work attire. We both climbed off the bed to say goodbye to him, and he said, "Goodbye for now mis queridas. I'll be home soon because I can't wait to be with you again." And he winked at us and said, "I hope you have a great morning together!" 

Kenni put her arms around his neck and gave him a long kiss, then said, "Have a great morning baby, we'll be waiting for you." Then she whispered, "I love you!"

I put a hand on his shoulder, and rather shyly said, "Carlos, hurry back to us, I'll miss you. I love being with you and Kenni so much!" And I went on tiptoes to give him a little kiss.

But he suddenly wrapped his arms around me, hugging me against him and said, "Crissy I'm so glad you have joined our life! You make us both so happy! I hate leaving, and I can't wait to get back to you and Kenni!" And he gave me a long hard kiss!

God! The man turned me on with just a hug and kiss! Of course I was naked but so was Kenni, and that's how I'd been ever since he got home yesterday. You'd think by now...

We could see it was hard for him, but he turned and left quickly. When I looked at Kenni she had a little smile. "See?" she said. "Do you think he feels something for you?"

"Oh! Of course I do! And I feel it from you, too, Kenni. It's such a nice warm feeling that I haven't had in such a long time." 

She turned and jumped back onto the bed, bouncing a little. With a big smile she patted the spot next to her and said, "Come here, baby!"

I crawled over to her and she lay back, putting her arms out to me. I snuggled into her arms, loving the feel of her soft warm body against mine. Our lips met gently, moving slowly against each other and I was almost purring I felt so good. Our hands started to explore, petting each other and I shuddered, then stretched as I felt the beginnings of arousal flutter through my body. When she moaned softly into my mouth I knew she felt it too. 

Just lying there together felt wonderful, and there was no hurry, no need to rush into anything. I ran my fingers lightly up and down the front of her thigh, my gentle touch teasing. And she played too, a single fingertip making light circles around my nipples, first one, then the other. And when my fingers slid to her inner thigh she used two fingertips to stroke my nipples, barely pinching, squeezing, pulling. We hardly moved, and yet lay with chests heaving, breaths coming in deep gasps. 

I couldn't resist those stiff red curls and tangled my fingers in them. She giggled and got even, her fingers moving to my own blonde muff. And we both moaned and squirmed on the bed, smiling at each other as we teased, avoiding what we both wanted the most. 

Our hips began to move, then roll very slowly, little moans escaping with every new touch. Kenni whispered, "God Crissy, I love being a woman!" 

Right at that moment I understood perfectly. There was a softness, a fineness to our touches and emotions that most men never enjoyed, never knew existed! I rolled towards her and we put our arms around each other, bodies lightly pressed, lips and tongues languorously playing. 

Her hands were moving over my body, never lingering, touching here and there, and little by little I began to feel an electricity in them. I began breathing deeply, then gasping, then whimpering. She put her arms lightly around me and kissed me again, her tongue teasing my lips. When I moaned and opened my mouth she slipped it barely between them, going back and forth, sliding against one lip, then the other. She made my tongue come out and play with hers, the tips brushing, pressing, then sliding over one another's lips. 

Our lips were barely touching, not pressed together or grinding. This was a new way of kissing for me, guys were always eager to have their tongues practically in my throat, their lips mashed against mine. But my God, she lit me on fire! I was shuddering, shivers going through my body, but then I realized, it was the same for her. 

We were both moaning softly, sighing, gasping, and our hands had found each other's breasts. I loved the feel of her large, heavy globes in my hands and I grabbed hold, squeezing, kneading, my fingers moving over them. But she was fascinated with my nipples, much longer and more pointy than hers, and she grasped them in her fingertips, torturing me. 

She stroked them, then pinched lightly, then twisted gently. But when she squeezed harder and pulled, stretching me. I groaned loudly, my back suddenly arching. There was a hint of pain, but I felt those fingers in my pussy, and my juices were running, the muscles clenching and releasing of their own accord. 

I was whimpering, moaning, gasping, and my hips began to roll, pumping against hers. My fingers dug into her gorgeous tits, and my palms ground against her nipples. And I felt her back arch too, pressing her into my hands. The fingers of one hand found one of her hard little buds and I began squeezing and pulling her too. I quickly realized that's what she wanted, because she moaned, "Oh Fuck! Oh God Crissy, yes... yes!" and her hips suddenly rammed against me. She was as wet as I was, and our pussies ground together, sliding easily in the slippery juices running from us. 

I was amazed her small bud would stretch as much as it did, and even when I released her it stayed erect. Still holding her breast, I bent my head and sucked in the hard tip, massaging it with my tongue. When my lips closed around it and my tongue began circling I suddenly felt her hips buck, and her head flew back into the pillow. "Oh shit!" exploded from her mouth.

Of course I knew what she wanted, we had been building up to it together. I forced myself to push away from her and rose to my knees and we stared at each other. When I began to move down the bed she raised her legs in the air, making it easy for me to move between them. Then she spread them wide and began rolling her hips, telling me how badly she needed me. I smiled up at her and ran my hands up and down her thighs, following them with my mouth, giving her gentle kisses and licks. 

I could smell our scents, mixed together now, both of us dripping wet. And when I finally lowered my head and slid my tongue the length of her pussy I moaned with pleasure at her taste. She squealed at the touch, and her hips lifted, pushing her against my face. I put my hands on both her hips, holding her still as I kissed and licked gently, then stroked her open hole with the tip of my tongue. Her entire body shuddered violently, and she was gasping and crying at every touch. 

I slid my tongue slowly inside her, knowing the torture she felt. And I lapped up her flowing juices, savoring her new-found flavor. Looking up at her with my wet face I smiled and said, "God Kenni, you're delicious!" She moaned at the thought and her hips bucked against my hands, her ass lifting off the bed. And she gasped out, almost crying, "Crissy! Please baby, I need some too!"

I was so hot and aroused I was dying for her touch, any touch! And I quickly turned on the bed and straddled her, my pussy over her face. I began to lower my lips to her again, but she grabbed my hips hard, yanking me down until her tongue could reach. And suddenly it was inside of me! I gasped, groaned, and my hips bucked, ramming my hole against her lips. I could hear her lapping, slurping, and I realized I must have been dripping, running wet!

My head went back, eyes closed, the feeling of her devouring me much too powerful for me to concentrate on her. Instead, I reared up, grinding my pussy into her face, rolling my hips and feeling myself slide across her lips. Of course, she had experience, and knew just what to do to drive me crazy. She caught my lips in her mouth, kissing, licking, then nipping gently, making me jump, gasp and moan. She pulled at me, then rammed her tongue deep inside, making sure she got all the cream running from me. 

I was beyond thinking, to far gone to answer, my legs trembling. But suddenly she ordered, in a loud voice, "Dammit Crissy! Do me! Finger my cunt!" 

Shocked back from my daze I dove forward again, and rammed a finger into her. She moaned, and I felt her tongue go even deeper as a reward. She was so sloppy wet and open I realized she needed more and quickly doubled up, driving two fingers in as deep as they would go. Her hips started to buck, her pussy ramming against my hand, demanding even more, and I was soon three fingers deep in her. Her grip tightened on my hips and I felt her lips sliding over me. 

Suddenly I gasped, then squealed as she found my clit and sucked on it, hard! In response I began pounding my fingers into her and the whole bed rocked as her body undulated, her hips rocking hard as her lips and tongue ravaged me. I was whimpering, crying, my eyes shut tight, but I continued pounding my fingers into her almost automatically as I felt the tingling build deep in my cunt. Her mouth was making loud wet sounds against me as she sucked my lips and my clit, then slurped up the cream pouring out of me. I could hear her moaning as my hand moved faster, and her hips matched the pace, so hard my whole body rocked back and forth. 

I moaned out, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Goddddddddddddddddd... Kenniiiiiiiiiiiii!" and suddenly I felt her tongue ram deep into my cunt once more. And I squealed, then screamed hoarsely as the dam burst. I could actually feel the flood of my juices pouring out of me and I heard her gasp, then gurgle under the torrent. But I continued pounding my fingers into her, and her answering thrusts became ragged, her hips bucking. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" she suddenly screamed and my hand was warm and wet as she came on my fingers. And when I rammed them deep I could feel her clench around them. 

My body collapsed on top of her, my cheek pressed against her thigh, at the same time I felt her mouth pull away from me and her grip loosen on my hips. And we both lay gasping, moaning, our bodies soaking wet with sweat and our creamy cum. Realizing I was pressing down on top of her I managed to roll onto the bed on my back, and I lay gasping. 

But I heard her call weakly, "Baby, come. Please!"

I crawled up the bed to her, and we kissed, then lay still, arms loosely holding each other. We must have dozed off, because when I heard her voice it was an hour later than I'd thought.

"Crissy?"

"Hmm?"

"You are going stay aren't you? With us?"

"God baby, it's only been a day. Are you so sure you want me?"

"Do you want to try?" 

"Of course, I love being with you!"

"We should go get some of your stuff. And I'll clean out some closet space for you."

And so, matter-of-factly, it was decided, I was moving in with them. A day, a week, a year. Forever? Who knew? Of course, my house was right next door. It would take a 30 second walk across the lawn to undo everything. But neither of us was giving that a thought at the moment. It just seemed like the thing to do. 

We went and threw some things into boxes, leaving them for Carlos to manhandle to the house later, and I gathered up a few changes of clothes into a bag. After all, we'd have to put clothes on sometime! In an hour it was done. And then we did what women like to do best. We went shopping! Only to the grocery store, which is usually a chore, but this time it was an adventure. We really didn't know each others likes and dislikes, and we had to figure our portions for three instead of one or two. And negotiate favorite brands. It was fun!

By the time we'd gotten out of the store it had gotten warm, and by the time we dragged the bags in the house we were sweaty. It was after 11 AM and I felt a few butterflies as I realized it wouldn't be too long before Carlos came home. I had spent more time with Kenni and gotten to know her better, but that man's animal magnetism sent shivers through me just thinking about him. To say nothing of what his touch could do. Especially now that I knew how he thought about me. 

Kenni said, "Honey, I can see you're as wet as I am, do you want a shower, or would you like to go for a swim?" She left "before Carlos gets home" unsaid. 

I was feeling a bit more daring now, and I certainly was beyond feeling self-conscious with Kenni. And I knew we'd be at the pool anyhow once Carlos arrived. But the truth was, for some reason I suddenly had a rush of excitement now at the thought of being outside, naked. So Kenni left a note and we headed for the pool. 

We wasted no time, throwing off our robes and running for the water. We tumbled in and came up together, grabbing each other as we bounced on tip-toes, realizing the water was a bit deep. And I felt a jolt of pure sexual energy, desire, pulse through my body. My God, my libido had been heightened amazingly after just a day of this amazing adventure!

Since I really wanted to help Kenni with her swimming, I said, "Come on with me!" and began stroking slowly towards the deep end. She looked a little reluctant, but started too, and I waited for her to catch up. When we got back near where we started she was ready to quit, but I urged her to keep going. And when we finally stood, the water was only thigh deep. 

It was kind of a shock when I realized we were both standing there naked in the bright sunshine. My body was pretty white except for my arms, and her Irish pink was more prone to freckles than an all-over tan. But I sucked in my breath when I saw her. No doubt about it, she was drop dead gorgeous in a very sexy way, her toned body and ample curves a great contrast. And I realized, I also had a heightened appreciation of her now. Until yesterday, I would just have thought she was beautiful. Now I thought she looked good enough to eat, and a little shiver went through me. 

I began to wonder if I was suddenly going to be attracted to every pretty woman. Or if I just had a thing for Kenni, and there was no doubt of that. But then I decided the hell with it! I was no lesbian; my reaction to Carlos was proof of that! And the two of them were more than enough for me!

Suddenly, I realized I had been staring at Kenni. And she was staring back at me, obviously having noticed. She had a little smile on her face, and she said, "Well?" When I gave her a blank stare she said, "Like what you see?"

Oh fuck! I was embarrassed and I didn't want to say what I'd really been thinking. But it occurred to me, that's exactly what I should do! Our relationship had obviously started with sexual attraction, but its strength was only going to be built on openness and trust! I took a deep breath and said, "To quote an asshole I once dated, Kenni, you're one hell of a piece of ass!" 

She just looked at me for a moment, and then we both broke out into giggling laughter. Then she said, "Funny, I'd just been thinking the same thing about you Crissy. You have that beautiful natural shape, and that hard body is yummy. God, I'm jealous! And horny!" 

Suddenly I was really glad I'd joined the fitness center a couple of years ago, although until now it didn't seem to have mattered much. I knew where this could easily lead, and it was very tempting, but Carlos was due soon, and I thought we'd better wait for him, so I said, "Come on back in baby, let's enjoy the water a little while."

We both waded back in till we were breast-deep, trying to be nonchalant, but it was obvious how we were both thinking. We stood close, teasing each other with little touches, and sharing little kisses, with giggles in between. And soon Kenni said, "Come on baby, let's go dry off before Carlos gets here. 

We dragged a couple of lounge chairs into the sun, and Kenni said, "Wait, honey, we'd better not be stupid," and produced a bottle of tanning lotion. 

Mmmmmm. I liked the idea of rubbing lotion on that curvy body, and told her to lie down, taking the bottle from her. I combined applying the lotion with a massage, kneading hard on her shoulders and neck, and she purred with pleasure. I had her put her arms over her head, holding the end of the chair, and made sure they were well covered. We both giggled when I sat on her ass, straddling her, and worked the lotion into her back and sides. And we both enjoyed it when I made sure the sides of her breasts were well covered. 

I moved off the chaise again and spent a long time making circles on her gorgeous ass, making no secret that I was more interested in kneading those sweet cheeks than worrying about coverage with the lotion. She giggled and pushed up a little, shaking her ass for me.

But when my hands went down to her legs she spread them a little, allowing me to rub her inner thighs as well as the backs and outsides. And when my fingertips grazed her pussy, a lot more than once, she moaned and spread wider. She knew as well as I did that this was much more than good coverage with the lotion. 




Latin Lovers Ch. 03



A lot of things have changed in our lives. Several months ago Carlos wanted to talk with Kenni and me, and he told us that his "little" brother Luis, a couple of years younger, my age, was leaving the military after eight years, mostly in the Middle East. Since their family is not in the U.S. Carlos wanted to let him stay with us for a while till he got situated and decided what he would do next. 

We knew that might mean major changes in our lives for a little while, but of course Kenni and I were eager to help, because he was Carlos' brother and because he had given so much for our country. Kenni had met him years ago, before they were married; I barely knew he existed. But we all agreed we could not keep our relationship from him, and we'd have to see if he could deal with it. 

He arrived from the airport in a cab stuffed with three duffle bags, everything he owned. And I watched as the cab driver tried to get a bag out of the trunk and was barely able to drag it out and let it fall to the ground. Then Luis grabbed the other bag and yanked it out with one hand! The one in the cab was a little smaller, and the driver managed to lug it to the house with both arms wrapped around it, while Luis carried the bags from the trunk, one in each hand!

Ohmyfuckingmotherofgod! Luis was Carlos on steroids! Their faces were close enough to be twins, and Luis was about the same height. But he outweighed Carlos by at least 30 pounds. And it was all muscle! Kenni had gone shopping so it was up to me to greet him, and when I opened the door I got a big smile. "I remember Kendra, so you must be Cristina," he grinned, but I think he was a little surprised I didn't appear to be Latin. He sounded a lot like Carlos, same deep voice, but with a bit more of an accent. 

I wanted him to feel at home and said, "Please, Luis, call me Crissy!" and went on tip-toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. And he took my hand in his big paws and leaned forward, returning little kisses on both cheeks! God, I was almost melting on the spot, and I didn't know how to handle it. I hoped he wouldn't notice the flush on my face. 

We sent the driver on his way and I had him bring his bags to the spare bedroom. I tried to move one over to make more space, and I couldn't even budge it! We sat in the living room and got acquainted a bit as he told me about his trip, and how happy he was to finally be home again. And all I could see was that smile that flashed at the slightest provocation. 

Without going into details I told him how I'd met Kenni and Carlos and how it just seemed natural for us to be together. I could see a little question on his face, but he could see how happy I was, and seemed to accept the situation. He said he'd be looking for job in the area, since he had no other family in the country, and Carlos had said he might be able to work at his company. He had quite a bit of money saved from his military salary, and would look for an apartment, not a problem if the job search didn't take too long. 

I told him not to be in too much of a hurry, and enjoy himself, get adjusted to his new life. Then I asked him a general question about life in the military overseas, an immediately, a shadow crossed his face. And he leaned forward, speaking quietly. He told me he hadn't wanted to leave, and felt guilty about letting his buddies have to go on without him. But he'd been having nightmares, and began waking up screaming and crying almost every night. 

His CO found out and one thing led to another. The army shrinks suggested he be sent stateside, away from the combat zones. But it got even worse, the guilt eating at him. Finally he knew he had to leave. And so, here he was, hoping a total change and a new life would cure him. He reminded me of a giant teddy bear, his body tough as nails, and yet his mind desperately needing help. I wanted to cuddle him, hold him, try to take away the pain and fears.

Kenni arrived and they had a bit of a reunion, although they'd never known each other well. But she glanced at me and I could see the same reaction in her face as must have been in mine. The resemblance to Carlos was uncanny. And perhaps our reaction to him was predictable. 

The real reunion took place when Carlos got home. As kids they had been close, and it was obvious the bond was still very strong. We had dinner and talked long into the night. I had quietly told Kenni and Carlos to avoid his time in the military if possible, and we talked about job prospects, possible travel and things like getting him a car. Finally we were all yawning and it was clearly time for bed so we said our good nights. 

We wanted him to be comfortable, and refrained from any of our usual frolicks, agreeing a little more rest wouldn't hurt us either. But I woke up with a start around 2 AM, to a loud yell. Kenni and Carlos did too, and we listened as Luis whimpered and groaned his way through a nightmare. I felt terrible, knowing the background, and finally couldn't stand it any more. I hurt almost as much as he did. I got up and pulled on a Tee and shorts, then leaned over to Kendra, giving her a kiss. She whispered to me, "I know, baby." 

I opened Luis' door and went quietly to his bed, lying on top of the sheet, next to him. And gently I put an arm across his covered body and pulled myself against him. Suddenly, he jumped violently, his hand under the sheet pushing my arm away so violently I almost fell back. I should have known better than to hold him. "He yelled, No! No!" and suddenly sat straight up, eyes wide open. 

I stayed low, afraid he might swing his arms, and said softly, "Luis! It's ok Luis, it's me, Crissy!"

He yelled out, "OH GOD!!" and looked down at me. And he began to gasp, his chest heaving, and I heard a single sob, before he caught himself. Big boys don't do that. "What are you doing here?" he said, staring at me.

"Honey, I heard you, we all did. I wanted to help. No one should be alone and suffer like that!" and I reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing it. His body had been rigid, but little by little I felt him relax as we just looked at one another. 

Suddenly he pulled his other hand out from under the sheet and slammed it on the bed. "DAMN! He shouted. "You have been so nice to me, and I can't even get through one night without upsetting every one!" And he put his hand over his face. 

"Shhhhhhhhh, baby," I said. "We aren't upset, we just feel bad for you. But you are in just the right place now, with your brother and those closest to him. Things will change and get better. I promise, Luis. Now lie down and relax. I'll stay with you."

He let out a long shaky breath, like he'd been holding it in for minutes, and his body slumped back onto the bed. I pushed myself up and kissed his cheek softly. When he turned onto his side again, I slid my arm back over him, my hand pressed against his chest. Since the sheet had slipped to his waist I was now touching his skin. When I pressed against his back he shuddered and stretched. 

He didn't move for several minutes and I thought he might be asleep, but then he said quietly, "I like having you here Crissy, but I don't think you should touch me like that. It's been a long time and... well, women in burkas aren't very appealing. I'm sorry, but I don't think I can sleep if you touch me. I'm... I'm... oh shit, I have a hard-on!"

I almost giggled, but I knew he was being polite... and serious. I moved my arm from him, but as I did I brushed what was an undeniable tent in the sheet. He gasped a bit, but didn't move.

It was tempting, I wanted to help him so badly. But I knew, I belonged to Kenni and Carlos, I was a part of them. There was no way anything would happen unless I talked to them. I lay a bit apart from him on the sheet, and in a little while we were both asleep. 

I woke about six, and quietly moved from the bed, tiptoeing back to our room. When I climbed on the bed next to Kenni she turned to me and whispered, "Is he all right?" 

I put my lips to her ear, not wanting to disturb Carlos, who had to go to work, and gave her the short form of what had happened. And when I came to the last part she clapped a hand over her mouth to suppress a giggle. But it was enough to rouse Carlos, and he turned to us. "How's my brother, Crissy?" he said softly, real concern in his voice. 

I said, "Well, it's easy to tell he has some problems. He told me about them, as you know. But at least in one respect he's just fine!" And I couldn't repress my giggle that time. And I went on to recount again what happened, adding that when he knew I was there he seemed to relax, and made it through the night. 

"DAMN!" Carlos growled. "He's my brother! And I love him like my mother. I'd do anything for him! But I just feel helpless. What can I do?" And he slammed his fist into the mattress. 

We all lay in silence for a few minutes, looking for the answer. Finally Kenni said, "Crissy, how do you feel about him?"

I turned onto my back and pushed up onto my elbows, looking at her. "Probably the same way you do!" I said plainly. "He's a hunk, and a year ago when I was free I'd have been drooling! And probably, stalking him! But things are different now, I'm with you, and we are responsible to each other. I'll never do anything that would hurt either of you!"

Again, silence. Until Carlos said, "Queridas, I love you both, you know I do. But if there is something I could do to help, Luis, I could never refuse him. I am not suggesting this, but if either of you feel something for him, want to help him too, I would never be offended. And I'd be grateful to you. In life things change, new challenges come along. And new priorities have to be addressed. He's here because of me, and my obligations are to both of you and to him now."

Silence. The time that Carlos would have gotten up and received his morning send-off came and went. Kenni rolled over and looked at me. Then she whispered in my ear, "Do you want to?" I was afraid of the answer, but I knew what it was. 

"Yessssss," I finally said in a long sigh. I knew I did, but I was terribly afraid. I felt my life would end if something came between me and Kenni and Carlos. 

Carlos had to go, and we got up with him. Before he left he pulled us together, saying softly, "I love you both so much, you are my life." And we all shared kisses and hugs. 

Kenni sat down and talked with me, "Sweetheart," she whispered, "go ahead, do what you can, see how it goes. If it will help him we can't refuse, either of us. I know it killed Carlos to say what he did, but it would have hurt him more not to. I love you. He loves you. That will never change. And we know that you love us." She was silent for a while. Then she whispered again. "Perhaps we'll lose nothing and gain a love!" 

Luis got up shortly after, and Kenni and I made breakfast for him, chatting at the table and marveling at how much he could eat! When he was done he got up and said, "Maybe I'd better start looking into my own apartment and a job. You're being so nice to me, but I know I can only disrupt your lives. And of all people, I don't want to be a bother to my brother and his loves." He smiled, but I knew it must have been hard for him to say that, offering to hurry to leave the only place he was truly wanted. And he added, "Crissy, thank you. I got more sleep last night than I have in weeks."

I knew what I had to do. Not that the prospect was unpleasant, but I couldn't escape feeling guilty. It was a warm day and getting warmer. When Kenni and I were alone I said, "Looks like a beautiful day, why don't you take a drive?" 

She didn't question it. She knew. "Great idea! I'll be home in time to help with supper!"

I gave it a while, and when it had gotten hot enough outside, I knocked on Luis' door, where he was sitting on the bed, watching TV. "Luis, we have a wonderful pool, and it's getting really hot, would you like to go for a swim?" 

His face lit up. "Wow, it's been a long time since I've had a chance to do that! But I don't have a suit." 

I laughed, saying, "If you want, wear your underwear, we aren't shy here." I giggled. "If it will make you feel better, I'll wear mine too!" 

He grinned, "I've already noticed you and Kenni don't wear underwear much in the house." 

"Well ok," I giggled, "If you want, I won't wear any to the pool either! But the deal is, if I don't, you can't!"

And he blushed. Bright red! "Crissy!" he exclaimed. "I would be so embarrassed to be with my brother's wife and friend naked! After all, I am a man, and you already found out, one that doesn't have the best control right now! And you and Kenni are both so gorgeous!"

I sat on the bed, next to him. "Luis," I said, "You might as well know, none of us normally ever wear anything in the pool. And sometimes, not much around the house, either. Of course we know you aren't used to that, but sooner or later you'll run into it. After all, "I added with a smirk, "Kenni and I will have to get used to having you around too! But trust me, we don't mind!" I laughed and put a hand softly on his bare shoulder.

I think the blush got even brighter, but he realized I was being friendly, and not putting up any walls, and he relaxed a bit. "Crissy, I'd love to go swim with you, but you have to promise not to be upset, if... if anything... happens. Like last night. I'm not used to anything like that. And I've been mostly in bunkrooms filled with guys for the last eight years. 

I giggled and looked at him with a big grin. "Luis, you have to realize, sometimes the same reaction happens to girls! It's just not so easy to tell. Don't worry, I'd only consider it flattering!" I moved my hand from his shoulder and gave the spot a friendly kiss. "Wait here," I said, and went to find one of Carlos' old robes. "We wear these to go back and forth honey, and you can wear it as long as you want. I'll put mine on, and when you're ready we can go to the pool." 

I gave him another smile and headed to our room to change. And I noticed he was ready to go almost as soon as I was. At least he wasn't reluctant to give it a try. It was already hot outside, and we sat in the shade of the cabana for a while, chatting. He had some questions about the house and the area, and I was full of questions about his life in the military, but I bit my tongue and tried to keep the conversation general and light. I thought reminding him of the last eight years might just make his problems worse.

He seemed to relax, more comfortable with me now, and I finally suggested we go cool off in the pool. Suddenly his look changed, anxiety plain on his face. "Go ahead, silly!" I said. "You can wear your robe to the pool and go in first, and I'll come when you're in the water. You'll get used to this." 

With a look of relief he smiled at me and went to the pool, dropping his robe just as he started down the steps. I waited a moment, watching him get used to water, and I realized I'd need to get used to him! God, he was gorgeous! Those muscles rippled with every move, and his body was darkly tanned down to the waist from a lot of time in the strong middle-eastern sun. 

But I noticed something more. He moved naturally, not at all conscious of his body. He didn't work at it, it had developed naturally, from the years of long hours of hard work and terrible conditions in the military. I went to the gym regularly, usually now with Kenni, and had seen a lot of guys with big muscles. But they were different. They were conscious of every move, always on display. They even looked around, to see who was watching. In contrast, Carlos had no idea how beautiful he was. 

I noticed he kept his back to me, and when he waded in up to his chest I took off my robe, walked to the pool and jumped in. He turned at the splash, and was grinning at me when I came up. The water was almost up to my neck, and he seemed to feel comfortable that way. "This does feel wonderful, I'm glad you asked me," he said. 

"Would you like to swim with me a little?" I asked. He looked a little embarrassed.

"I'm not much of a swimmer," he said, "but I'll give it a try if you stay close to me." 

I almost laughed, the idea that I could be an aid to him seeming absurd. But he started out, with very choppy strokes. Still they were powerful, and he really moved without much difficulty. And when we did one lap, I urged him to do one more. I purposely stayed a little behind, and when we came around again, he stood as soon we reached the shallower water. I was surprised to see he was gasping a little for breath, but I said, See? That wasn't so bad, you did great!" and patted him on the shoulder. 

He turned with a smile and said, "Thanks, Crissy, I'm ok as long as I know someone's..." 

And he stopped in mid-sentence when he saw that my bare breasts were above the water, then looked away quickly. I grabbed his hand and said with a laugh, "It's ok Luis, I know you're not used to it, but it will become natural." And I added, "Besides, I kind of like you looking at me." 

I knew he wouldn't be expecting that, but I wanted him to be comfortable, to know that I didn't think of him as a stranger. And besides, it was true. Because there was no way I could look at this delicious man without feeling a shiver go through me. And unknown to him, Kenni and Carlos had already given the green light for whatever might happen, hoping it would help him with his fears. 

He looked back at me again, his eyes pausing, unable to pull away for a moment. But he blinked his eyes, then refocused on mine and, staring hard at my face, said, "Crissy, you're so beautiful! And you have already been very kind to me. But when I talked to Carlos before coming here he told me about you and Kenni and him. And he said you were like his second wife, that the three of you were together as one. It was hard for me to understand, and even harder to accept when he told me about you and Kenni, too." 

"But he's my brother, I love him and I believe every word he tells me. And I'm sure you know I would never do anything against him or behind his back. I don't know if I should even be here with you, I feel guilty even seeing you like this, and more because I... I like it!"

And he turned away from me, as though he didn't know what to do. But I grabbed his arm and pulled him back around to me. And I arched my back, trying to force him to look at me, wanting his eyes on my body. "Luis, of course what Carlos told you is true, the three of us are very close. But you are with us now, and being Carlos' brother makes you a part of our family. As much as I'm happy to be here with you right now, I wouldn't be if I didn't know that it was ok with Carlos and Kenni. Let's just leave it at that. Now relax, honey, enjoy me if you want, because I'm enjoying you!"

And I put my hands on his waist and leaned forward, my breasts brushing against him as I kissed his chest. He jumped as though I'd pinched him and gasped, then moaned as I lightly pressed my body against him. But when I didn't move away, I felt his big arms gently encircle me, not pulling, just holding me. And when I looked up, I saw a little smile grow on his face. I felt something else touching me too, but I ignored it for the moment, wanting him to know it was ok.

Suddenly I ran my hands up his sides, tickling him, and when he gasped I started splashing water up at him, watching the smile change to shock as I giggled. He ducked his head away, trying to escape the water, and when he turned I put my hands on the back of his shoulders and jumped up, locking my legs around his waist. Totally surprised he stumbled a bit, and I thought maybe I could make him fall into the water. But I soon realized it was like me trying to push over a tree!

But he got back at me; he put his arms straight out to his sides and fell backwards with me under him, pushing me deep under the water. I had no choice but to let go and push away from him to get back to the surface, coughing and laughing at the same time. But as soon as I came up I felt his hands grasp my waist, hard, and he yanked me up out of the water so hard I squealed in surprise, and found myself being held face to face with him, and got a big smile and a hearty laugh. He was holding me at arms length, seemingly with no effort at all! And now there was a sparkle in his eyes, telling me he was really having fun!




Latin Lovers Ch. 03



Slowly he lifted me even higher as I grabbed onto his arms. My breasts were level with his face, but he was smiling up at my eyes. And I squealed again as all at once he ducked a little and flipped me completely over his head, and I landed with a tremendous splash! He was throwing me around like a rag doll, without a bit of strain, and I loved it!

By the time I came up again he'd spun around and was waiting for me. He grabbed me under the arms and picked me up again, then set me lightly on my feet. I must have had a look of total shock on my face, but that quickly changed to a huge smile as I realized he had totally relaxed and was playing with me! I lunged forward, clamped my arms around him, and pressed my cheek against his chest, giggling. And I felt one of his big hands softly smooth my wet hair, then run down my back. I shivered.

When I looked up at him I saw the sweetest smile! Pure happiness! I couldn't resist. I pushed up on my toes and kissed him. Hard. On the lips! And I felt a shudder travel through that great big body I was pressed against. And I felt his arms go around me again, this time just right, holding me as he returned the kiss. And I know he could feel the shiver that went through my body in reply.

I didn't resist, and encouraged him to prolong the kiss, my body squirming against him slowly. And when I felt his tongue, my lips parted easily, giving him total access. My tongue welcomed his, gently swirling, and I moaned softly into his mouth. In return I got a deep groan, almost as if in pain, and his lips pressed even harder on mine, grinding.

Once again, I felt his cock harden and grow, now trapped between us. This time I didn't ignore it, and slid a hand slowly down his body until I could wrap my fist around it. My God! It felt so big and my hand so small! He jumped, then moaned and shuddered, but didn't try to get away. 

But when I started to slowly stroke him, his lips pulled away from mine and he gasped, "Oh God! Crissy!"

His eyes locked on mine, full of questions, but I smiled and softly whispered, "It's ok, baby." And he groaned again as his eyes closed and his head went back, his arms clutching me. He had surrendered to me, giving me control, and I loved the feeling of his arms and body against me. And that thick beautiful cock just grew larger and longer as I stroked it gently. Finally I whispered to him, "Luis, please take me to the shade."

And when his arms lifted me I put my arms around his neck, my head resting on his shoulder as he carried me carefully up the steps and over to the cabana. When he let me down, standing on the grass, I reached up for another kiss, now very conscious of that huge cock pressing against me, and as our lips ground and tongues played, I moved against it, teasing him. And I felt his hips roll, telling me how much he liked it. 

I put my lips against his ear, nibbling, then whispered softly, "Baby, lie down for me." I felt him shudder again as he did as asked, stretching the length of the chaise, one hand still holding mine. And when I knelt on the grass next to him and leaned over for another kiss, his eyes closed and he let out a long sigh as he relaxed. 

I brushed his face with one hand as we kissed, the other sliding lightly over his body. He was no longer questioning what was happening, perhaps having accepted what I'd told him, more likely no longer capable of thinking beyond the moment. 

I finally lifted my head, and he opened his eyes, asking, but when I whispered, "Shhhhhhh, baby," he closed them again, and his head went back to the cushion. I kissed along the side of his neck, then slowly down over his chest, lips moving back and forth, occasionally nipping. Sometimes my touches elicited a sigh, other times a little gasp, and his body moved on the chair, unable to be still. 

Suddenly he whispered, "Ah, querida!" it was the first time I'd heard him utter a word of Spanish.

Without thinking I smiled as I replied, "te gusta?"

"Te sientes tan bien, Crissy!" He gasped out as my teeth found one of his nipples and gave a playful tug. And he moaned, sucking in his breath as I ran my tongue across his tummy, just above his navel, taking a moment to nuzzle the line of hair coming down the center of his body.

I'd been concentrating on Luis, wanting him to be comfortable and relaxed, wanting him to feel good. But when I moved my hand down to the top of his thigh, I turned my head, and for the first time really saw his cock. And it was my turn to gasp. Oh my God, it was so beautiful! A little larger than Carlos, dark red now with a purplish head, and standing proudly at attention!

A shudder went through me that went straight to my pussy, and I could almost feel my mouth water at the sight of that gorgeous tool, long and straight and studded with veins. I was shaking as I kissed my way closer, while my hand slid up and down his thigh. He began to moan, and his hips gently rolled, anticipating, begging for my touch. 

When I finally nestled my nose and lips in his thick mat of coarse black pubic hair I moved my hand to the bottom of his shaft, running my open palm up and down its length as he groaned and bucked at the sudden touch. And when I kissed my way over to the base of his shaft I felt his entire body shudder. My hand pressed against the bottom as my lips slowly kissed their way up the top, almost reaching the swollen head. I looked back at him for a moment with a smile and saw him staring at me, eyes wide open. "Dios mio, Crissy!" he gasped out. 

But I prolonged the teasing just a bit as I licked my way back down to the base, then back up again along the side. He was almost panting, breath coming in short gasps, and his hands made big hard fists at his sides. I was shaking too, both inside and out. My pussy was dripping wet, and I could feel my cream running down my thighs, but I forced myself to go slow, having the feeling that this had to be special, had to be the best. 

Finally I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, gripping him firmly, and bent my head over him as I lightly licked the tip, my prize the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. I savored his flavor, and when my hand squeezed a bit I was rewarded once again. Poor Luis was groaning now, his body squirming, and he spread his legs, putting his feet on the grass, giving him more leverage as his hips rolled. I giggled and smiled at him as I said, "Que se siente bien, bebe?" I had been learning bits and pieces of bedroom Spanish from Kendra and Carlos, and somehow they seemed so right now, with my new Latin lover. 

He gasped back, barely able to get the words out, "Ay querida, me encanta."

I bent towards him and gave him a little kiss on the tummy, then stood and quickly moved to the bottom end of the chair, between his spread legs. And we smiled at each other as I ran my hands up and down his thighs, teasing the insides and letting my fingers brush his balls. Grasping his cock gently I leaned forward and kissed his sac, taught and seemingly full to overflowing. I lapped at him lightly, getting him wet, then kissed again. But when I sucked carefully on each one of his hard balls he moaned, his hips lifting from the chaise. 

My wet tongue moved up, sliding along the hard ridge on the bottom of his shaft, not stopping till it reached the tip, where I gave him a little kiss. And I felt him shudder as I pursed my lips and blew gently on tip, then licked lightly again. And as my tongue swirled circles around the head he finally gasped out in a shaky voice, Ay, por Dios, chupe me querida!"

My eyes were locked on his as my lips parted and slid over his head, stretched wide as they slid over the rim and into the groove. My drooling mouth instantly covered him with saliva and my tongue ground and circled and teased as I sucked lightly. His head slammed back on the cushion, eyes crushed shut, and his hips rocked in painful rhythm as his little gasps and moans became louder and louder.

I pumped my hand up and down the base of his shaft as I began to bob up and down slowly, taking a bit more of him each time. Saliva was running from my lips, making him slippery as he slid deeper and deeper. My mouth felt filled with him, I had to swallow constantly to avoid choking on my own spit, and I was making juicy wet slurping sounds with every stroke. 

I moved my hand from his shaft and put both hands on his hips, allowing me to take him deeper. His breathing had gotten shallower and his gasping almost matched the bobbing of my head. Each time I squeezed my lips tighter around him I got another satisfying moan and he held the sides of the chaise with both hands, fingers wrapped tight around them. 

Suddenly I stopped. I watched his eyes open and I smiled at him, my mouth still filled with his throbbing cock and he was shuddering, gasping. I could taste him and knew pre-cum must be dribbling from his tip, and I relished his flavor. Our eyes were locked together as I very slowly slid all the way up, until his head almost popped loose, then went down again, just as slowly. I pushed down until he touched the back of my mouth and I felt the familiar gag reflex kick in. I had long since learned how to avoid that with the help of Kenni and Carlos, but for now, he'd have to wait. I wanted a special treat for him later. 

Instead I swirled my tongue around him, covering his thick cock with warm wetness, and continued the agonizingly slow steady strokes, sucking hard as I slid my lips up his shaft. He was shuddering and moaning, gasping, "Oh fuck, oh shit," every time my lips squeezed or my tongue pressed. Finally I lifted my head for a moment and whispered, "Oh my poor baby, do you want me to stop?" He wagged his head back and forth violently, "NO"!

And I giggled as I said, "Do you EVER want me to stop?" 

In spite of himself he smiled, then laughed at the strange question. "No querida! I want to dissolve in your mouth!"

I laughed too, he'd done me one better! But I grabbed his shaft hard in one hand, squeezing tightly, and he gasped, then moaned again. "Luis," I whispered, "I love your cock in my mouth; you might just get your wish!"

And I plunged my mouth over him, locking my lips around him again and sucking hard. He flopped back down, but now he still had a smile on his face, resigned to his fate. And loving it! I began bobbing hard and fast again, taking him to the back of my mouth with every stroke. And when I stopped again my hand took over, flying up and down his shaft until the wetness was almost gone, only to be replaced by my mouth again. 

His hips were pumping hard, his entire body moving, and even the chaise was rocking. I knew he was close and I wanted my reward, but I could tell he was desperately fighting. I engulfed him again, then slowly slid my mouth back up, my teeth lightly grazing his shaft and he shuddered and moaned. And when I slid slowly back once more my tongue washed him with fresh wetness, soothing even as my tongue teased. 

He was almost there. His breath was coming in short and irregular staccato gasps, and he flinched and moaned each time my lips squeezed around him. I was no longer bobbing hard and fast, instead using long steady strokes, lips tight around him. I began rubbing my hands slowly up and down his thighs and hips, urging him, begging him to cum for me. I put one hand around his shaft again, squeezing rhythmically in time with my strokes. 

Suddenly I heard his breath catch, and then he groaned. And his hips lifted off the chair, his hands pushing down on my head as he writhed in mid-air. And I felt the first gush of his hot, pungent seed burst into my mouth! He began gasping, moaning, as his hips bucked time after time, filling my mouth and forcing me to swallow over and over. I could feel a dribble on my chin and I tightened my lips, determined to have every drop inside of me. Even after the flood stopped and he fell back on the chair, gasping, his hips continued to roll, and I sucked gently, not willing to let go. My tongue gently massaged as he softened, soothing, caressing. Finally I heard barely a whisper, "Querida."

I released him reluctantly, but got up and went to him and he shifted on the chair. I lay down with him, partly on top, partly at his side, the chaise almost too small for both of us. When I snuggled my head against his chest he wrapped me in his arms, holding me tight but carefully, almost like a flower. And I sighed when he kissed my forehead. But he whispered, "Querida you have made me feel wonderful, never better in my life! But I've done nothing for you!"

I shuddered, I knew better. I laughed softly. "If you only knew, Luis," I said. "Right now I feel fantastic and I'm afraid to even think why, but it's very, very good! Please baby, just hold me for a while."

He sighed and we nestled together, wiggling a little until we were both comfortable, and soon we were both sound asleep.

I woke with a little start, to the feel of soft lips and warm breath on my face. "Crissy," he said softly, I just heard Kenni call to you. 

"Oh God," I said with a sigh, "we slept all afternoon. You are just too comfortable Luis." And I gave him a squeeze, then found his lips for a long friendly kiss. All the barriers had been broken now, and we both knew it. But I forced myself up, telling him I was supposed to have started supper already, and quickly found my robe and headed for the house. 

Kenni took one look at me and giggled. "I knew you guys had to be out there, but it was so quiet I didn't want to interrupt anything."

"We slept all afternoon!" I said, almost defensively. 

But she was pressing, wanting to know more. "Must have been quite a morning, to wear you both out like that!" she giggled.

I looked at her with a little smile, "Maybe not as exciting as you're thinking, physically at least. I coaxed him into going to the pool with me naked, and we had fun playing in the pool for a while. Then I gave him a blowjob... the blowjob of his life, I hope!" I laughed. "And then we fell asleep till you came home. And I'm sorry honey, I know I should have started supper, I didn't think we'd sleep that long. Or maybe I just lost track of time."

She looked at me with a little smirk, "Don't worry about dinner Crissy, I've got that under control. But I have a feeling there may be a little more to the story!" she said with a laugh. 

I shook my head and looked down. "I don't know Kenni, maybe there is. I haven't sorted it out yet. But I told you exactly what happened between us. It's what's going on with me that I don't understand. And I'll need to talk to both you and Carlos about it, once I figure it out. If I can."

Somehow she knew. And understood. She came over and gave me a long hug, then a kiss. "Baby, you know we all agreed on this. And some things none of us can control, they just happen. Whatever it turns out to be honey, you know you don't have to worry about us. We're always behind you, and will support you. We know how you feel about us." And she hugged me again, following with another kiss. 

At that moment the door opened and Luis came in. He looked at us and said, "Am I interrupting something?"

We both took a look at his questioning face and howled with laughter! "No, Luis honey," I giggled, in fact you're causing it!" And we both started laughing again. 

He knew we were kidding him by the big smiles on our faces, and he gave us a smile in return and scurried by us to his room to put some clothes on. But once he was gone my smile faded. I didn't want to, but I knew I had to say it. It couldn't be left undone. "Kenni, tomorrow I'll leave for a while, I have some shopping I want to do at the mall. And you can spend some time with him, see how it goes. If we are all going to be together for a while we all need to know each other well."

She looked at me with surprise, knowing more had happened between me and Luis than I could tell her. "Baby," she said, "I'll do that if you want, I don't want any of us to be hurt, including Luis. But I'm not sure it's necessary either. I saw the look on your face. I know, honey. It's ok."

But I insisted. "We don't want to make mistakes, Kenni, and I don't want to guess. And," I giggled, "you know as well as I do what a hunk he is! You need to be sure what you feel about this!" And we agreed that she'd stay with Luis while I went shopping.  

Once Carlos got home we enjoyed a nice supper together, although Luis seemed to be a little quiet. But Carlos cheered him up when he told him he thought his company could give him a job offer, and he wanted him to go in with him the following Monday. Of course we were all excited and pleased by that, but I realized that deep inside I liked the idea best because it would be likely to keep him with us, for a while at least. And I couldn't stand the thought of him leaving right then.

After supper I volunteered to clean up the kitchen and Carlos and Kenni went to watch TV in the living room. Luis went to his room and in a few minutes I heard music through the closed door. After I got the dishes put away I tapped on his door and he invited me in. He was sitting on the bed in his shorts, bare-chested, with a little CD player that he'd dug out of one of his duffle bags. I recognized the music as Latin dance music, and with a smile he asked me, "Do you like salsa?"

The truth was, I'd hardly heard of it until last winter, but Carlos had gotten a couple of albums of what he called Bachata, and had taught Kenni and me some steps. We weren't very good but it was fun and very sexy, involving a lot of close contact and touching. Of course, being at home, we could do anything we liked, and it led to some very hot threesomes in our bed after an hour or so of dancing.

I giggled as I told Luis we'd tried to dance to it a little, and I loved the music but wasn't a very good dancer. I got a big smile, and sat next to him, and soon we were both swaying to the music. Luis chuckled and said, "Crissy, I'd love to be able to dance to this with you, but I think it might get a little hot!"

I turned to look at him with a big smile, then leaned over and kissed him softly, running my hand over his bare chest. He shut his eyes and moaned, and I felt his hand on my shoulder. I whispered softly, "Do you think I'd mind if it got "A little hot"?

"Actually," he said, "I was hoping you'd like it." And he kissed me again, harder this time. 

Oh God! I could feel my face flush and I felt like I was on fire. We both knew our day together was just a warm-up, not an ending. I wanted to push him back onto the bed and take him right there, the hell with everything else! But I was so afraid of what might happen, that I might ruin things between me and Kenni and Carlos, that it might be once and done with Luis, that I needed an out, time to get it together and think. But deep down, I knew it wouldn't matter. 

But the best I could do was say, "We used to dance down stairs in the rec room, I think the CD's are still there, if you'd like to try, but you have to remember I'm not good at it."

He laughed and said, "I've hardly had a chance to dance for the last eight years Crissy, I don't even know if I remember how! I'd be afraid to go out someplace and even try, but I think it would be fun to learn again with you."

And I melted when he took me in his arms and kissed me hard. I felt like I had hot salsa flowing in my veins. After a long minute I forced myself to push away from him and took his hand. We headed for the cellar and I found the little box of Latin music Carlos had there. Luis found one he liked the sound of and soon we were listening to a gentle Latin beat. We both had a little trouble getting started, but soon it came back to both of us and he guided me through some spins and whirls. We made mistakes constantly and had to start again, and soon we were laughing hard. 




Latin Lovers Ch. 03



But he put his arm around me and pulled me to him, and I rolled my hips, pumping against his thigh. Then he turned me around and pulled me back again, his hand holding my arm across my body, and with a giggle I started rocking, pressing against him. Suddenly I felt his lips on my neck, and I gasped and rolled my ass against him. In reply he rocked his hips too, and I was sure I could feel the start of a bulge in his shorts. But he spun me away, and then drew me back again, face to face. Our bodies were touching, my hands on his bare chest, and our faces were inches apart as we rocked and swayed. I was breathing hard and I knew my face was red, and it wasn't from exertion. 

And then we heard Kenni's voice, "Aww, you started without us!" 

We both jumped, and turned to see Kenni leading Carlos by the hand, down the stairs. "We heard the music and it sounded like fun!" She said. "I hope you don't mind if we join you."

For a moment I did mind, very much, but then I realized it was a great chance for the four of us to be comfortable together, and for Carlos and Kenni to see me with Luis. I knew they'd seen me pressed against him, but there was no reason they shouldn't have expected it. After all, Bachata is a very sexy dance. 

"Join us," I said with a smile, "We've been practicing, and we make more mistakes than anything. But it's fun anyhow!"

We restarted the music, and I was glad we'd had a few minutes alone, at least so we got a few of the moves down. Carlos was a good dancer, and guided Kenni through the steps, and Luis and I tried hard to keep up. Of course we concentrated on just dancing now, and soon it felt much more natural. By the second or third song we were really having a good time, and now the heat was because I was working up a sweat. I even noticed a little sheen on Luis' broad chest. 

Carlos suggested a change of pace and dug out a CD by "Gato" which he said with a grin was muy romantico, and found a track called "Heaven's Smile". 

OHMYFUCKINGGOD! It featured a smooth, heavy tenor sax, sounding almost liquid as the song flowed, and when Luis pulled me gently against him I tried and failed to smother a little moan. Our bodies were moving like they were joined, and I felt his hands gently caress me as we swayed together. When I looked up at him he was smiling down at me, and I'd have to have been blind not have seen the passion there. But I suspected it was nothing to what he saw in return. 

I was shaking, whimpering with the pleasure of having his arms holding me and our bodies pressed together, and I wondered if Carlos and Kenni had noticed. But when I glanced at them they were pressed together too, and her eyes were closed as she pressed her cheek against him while his hands slowly moved across her back. 

I couldn't let go when the song ended, and Carlos found another track that he said was his favorite, "The Kiss". By the end of the song, my legs were shaking, I could barely stand. I looked over at Carlos again and he had Kenni locked in his arms, their lips slowly moving against each other, and she was squirming in his grip. 

And then Luis ran his hand down my cheek and put a finger under my chin, lifting my face to him. And his lips devoured mine. I no longer tried to muffle the sounds of pleasure and pure passion that traveled from my throat to his mouth, and our bodies ground together, never able to get close enough. From somewhere, I heard Carlos' low voice say softly, "Buenas noches, mi amada familia, have a good night and we'll see you in the morning." 

I managed to say "good night" weakly, and Luis said softly, "Gracias hermano, tu tambien," and we watched as they went up the stairs. 

For a moment I just clung to Luis weakly, my mind in a whirl of different thoughts. But then I focused on what had just happened. They left us together, and said good night! It was assumed I would spend the night with Luis! Of course nothing could have stopped me at that moment, but it seemed so final! I had spent every night of my life with Carlos and Kenni for more than a year, and just assumed I always would. I knew they weren't rejecting me. They were telling both me and Luis it was all right!

I held tight to Luis as tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt so wonderful with him. But suddenly there was an empty feeling too, almost like a hole inside me. I felt freed of a burden, but terribly guilty at the same time. Had I hurt them? I couldn't bear that thought. But I knew Carlos wanted his brother to be happy and to be well again, and I realized he was willing to give up a part of his happiness, his life, for that. And I knew that if it was what Carlos wanted or felt needed to be done, Kenni would be all right with it too. 

We said and did nothing for a minute or two, the whole scenario sinking in for both of us. But then Luis whispered, "Crissy," and squatted down until he was eye level with me, a smile on his face. And suddenly he leaned forward and ran his tongue from my chin to my eyebrow, first one cheek then the other, catching all the tears on the way. It was such a shock I gasped, then just couldn't help but laugh. He'd changed my mood in an instant!

Then he stood up straight again and I felt his hands go underneath my ass. And he lifted me straight up, as I squealed, until we were eye to eye once again, and I locked my legs around his body and my arms around his neck! I leaned forward and began to cover his face with kisses, until his lips captured mine and held them captive as they ground together. It was one of the longest kisses ever, and one of the best. 

And when it finally ended and he whispered, with a big smile, "Are you ready to go to bed, querida?" I just looked at him with an even bigger smile and shook my head up and down vehemently! And he walked slowly up the stairs with me attached!

When we got to the top he set me down, and I took his hand, leading him on tiptoes past the other bedroom, where we could already hear soft little whispers and sighs. When the door closed I turned, only to have a pair of strong arms capture me again, and we stood smiling at each other for the long moment it took for his lips to reach mine. 

In seconds we were grinding against each other, our tongues deep in my mouth, battling playfully. And a continuous stream of muffled moans and sighs went back and forth between us. His hands started at my waist and slid slowly up my sides, taking my Tee-shirt with them, until he yanked it over my head as I raised my arms. And I crushed my breasts against his bare chest, desperate to feel our bodies touch. His hands were everywhere on my body, touching, caressing, squeezing, as I squirmed against him. 

I ground myself against the huge erection hidden in his shorts, and his hands slid down my back, not even slowing as they went beneath the band of my shorts. And those big hands grasped my cheeks, gently rubbing, squeezing, petting, as he pulled me even harder against him. My shaking fingers fumbled with his shorts, and finally got the damn button undone, then carefully eased the zipper down. As I thought, he had no underwear, and he was in my hand before the shorts even slid down his legs. 

His mouth pulled away from mine and he gasped as my hand squeezed tight around his iron hardness. "Todo para tu, querida," he whispered, with a smile. 

"Gracias, mi amor," I replied, then gasped and buried my face in his chest in embarrassment, realizing I had just called him "my love", but I realized that for the moment, at least, it was true. 

He lifted me gently, and laid me back on the bed, only my legs over the edge, then lay down next to me. I felt one of his big hands on my breast as his lips found mine again, and he squeezed, but so gently, as if afraid he might hurt me. I ground my lips against his, moaning, and arched my back to him, begging for more. And I felt his fingertips slide over my breast and grasp the nipple, squeezing lightly, then pulling just a bit. 

But I wanted so much more, and pulled my mouth from his for a moment, gasping, "Harder baby, I won't break!"

He chuckled, a big smile on his face, and I felt his fingers tighten. He pulled, stretching me, then twisted, one way then the other. I groaned and pushed up to him. It felt so good I was in heaven! "Oh yessssssssss!" I sighed loudly. He kissed me again, and his hand squeezed, kneaded, pinched and tugged, and I couldn't help squirming on the bed, on fire with his touch. Then his lips moved, leaving a wet trail of kisses over my jaw and onto my neck. He nuzzled against me, kissing and licking, until I felt his hot breath on my ear, and my head went back hard with a moan as his lips and teeth captured my earlobe, nibbling and sucking. His fingers pulled hard again, squeezing until I groaned with pleasure. 

Suddenly he lifted his head, staring into my eyes for a moment before he bent his head down and his lips engulfed my other breast! The hot wetness of his mouth covered me as his lips squeezed and sucked, and when his tongue ground against my nipple I felt it swell to aching hardness in an instant. He teased me, flicking his tongue back and forth, before his teeth closed gently and he lifted his head, pulling hard. Even as he stretched me I could feel the tip of his tongue, rubbing and swirling on the tip of my nipple, and I felt fire, flowing right from my nipples to my cunt! 

My hand finally found his cock again, and I pulled hard, yanking rhythmically on it. He moaned against my breast, and I could feel his hips start to rock. We were both squirming against each other, unable to lie still, and I finally tore my mouth away from his, whimpering, "Luis, oh Luis! Please!"

He released me and left a trail of kisses down my stomach as he slipped off the bed. And when I felt him pulling at my shorts I lifted my hips and he eased them down my legs. We were both finally naked, and I had my eyes clamped shut tight, my entire body shaking. He grasped one leg and lifted it, kissing and licking, first my calf, then inside my knee and up my thigh as I shuddered and gasped. But just when I thought he was going to take me to heaven again he lowered my leg and grasped the other one, repeating his sweet torture. My hips were rolling slowly, and I could already feel the heat of my creamy juices running down my thighs. 

He inhaled deeply, holding his breath for a moment, and when I felt the sudden heat on my pussy as he exhaled again I raised my head to look. He was staring up at me, enjoying my scent, his face an inch away. And his tongue flicked out, erasing that inch as he tasted me, rolling his tongue in his mouth and savoring my flavor. We moaned together and he gasped, "Oh, querida!"

And the next moment his tongue was between my lips, sliding up and down as he collected my nectar. My back arched and I stifled a scream as I lifted my hips to him, and I put a hand gently on his head, begging him not to stop. But he had no intention of that, and grabbed my hips in his hands as he buried his face in me, and, Oh God! I felt him ram his tongue deep into my cunt!

My ass lifted from the bed and I ground against his face, hoping he would devour me! I could hear the wet slurping as his tongue lapped up the juices running from me, and he moaned with pleasure as he swallowed, again and again. His hands were under my ass now, holding me as he ground his face into me. Reflexively, I wrapped my legs around his head, and locked my feet behind him, my thighs pressing against his cheeks. 

His muffled moans were music to my ears, until I realized that perhaps he couldn't breathe. When I released him he looked up to me, breathing hard, with a big smile on his wet face. "Querida," he gasped with a chuckle, "this is too good to end now, but if I ever have to drown, that's where I want it to be!"

I couldn't help laughing too, and I sat up, grabbing his face in both hands and pulling him to me, covering him with kisses and tasting myself, over and over. I slid over to the middle of the bed and he climbed next to me, wrapping his arms around me and locking his lips on mine. His rigid cock was pressing hard against my stomach, and my hips were rolling, stroking him with my pussy. 

We both wanted only one thing, but we were so frantic to touch, hold and kiss each other we couldn't be still long enough to complete the act. Finally he grabbed me by both shoulders and pushed me onto my back, his eyes boring holes as he stared down at me. His chest was already heaving, and he gasped, "Crissy, querida, I have never wanted anything or anyone as much as I want you right now!" And he stopped and stared at me again. "Please?"

Oh my God! He asked permission! I could barely speak, but I managed to croak hoarsely, "Oh Luis! YES! For God's sake, YES! Oh baby, hurry!"

My legs were spread wide and when he slipped between them I raised my knees, then lifted my head watching. I was so far gone I wanted him to ram into me, impale me! I wanted that magnificent cock in my stomach! 

I could see his hands were shaking, but he took his time, kneeling between my legs and running his hands up and down my legs as I shuddered and moaned. Then he took his cock in one hand and rubbed it gently against me, coating the tip with the cream running from my pussy. And when he pushed, his hips rolling forward, he slid easily into me until the head disappeared. We both moaned, and my head went back, eyes closed. 

But I lifted it again, wanting to see him enter me, to experience my body welcoming him by both sight and feel. "Oh baby," I gasped as he slowly pushed again, and I spread my legs wider, feeling myself slowly stretch to accommodate him. His hands went to my hips, and when he pushed again I lifted, eager to have even more. He was big, bigger even than Carlos, but I was confident now, knowing I could take him. And he was stretching me, but I was almost wide open and soaking wet and God he felt so good! He knew his size and moved slowly, pulling back and pushing, over and over, each thrust eliciting another moan of painful pleasure from me. And every time he looked he got a smile, filled with lust and passion and welcome and joy!

But I clamped my eyes shut as he gave a final hard thrust and I felt his body pressed firmly against mine! I moaned, feeling filled, but knowing I had taken all he had to give. My pussy was throbbing with a dull ache, and I felt like I had been molded around him when I opened my eyes to look at him. And I saw him shudder, a look of pleasure and pain on his face too. "Oh querida, don't move, please don't move! He begged. 

And I almost giggled when I realized I was holding him so tightly he thought he would explode at the slightest twitch! I lay back, smiling at him; it was enough for now to be impaled on him, possessed by him! We lay motionless, but deep inside I could feel my pussy flutter, the muscles slowly easing their grip, accepting him. 

He finally took a deep breath and gave me a little smile, pulled back just a little bit, then slowly eased his way in again. When he began to rock gently my hips answered him and we moved together. I gasped with every little thrust, wanting more and knowing I had to wait. But not long, it was too good for both of us. 

I remembered something I'd heard Kenni say to Carlos once, and he seemed to really like it, so I asked her what it meant. "Me monta, vaquero, ahora me llevan a dar un paseo!" It meant, "You've mounted me cowboy, now take me for a ride!" I caught him off guard, and he suddenly laughed, almost giggling. 

With a big grin he shot back, "Mi caballo es un pura sangre, me parece, y tengo que tratar con cuidado." When I gave him a blank look he said softly, "My horse is a thoroughbred I think, and I must treat her with care." And he moved one of his big hands to my stomach and stroked me gently. 

Oh God! I was already melting inside, my juices flowing in a flood, but the way he said it so tenderly made me gasp, and I know I turned even redder than I already was. I raised my hips, urging him on and he responded, fucking me with long slow delicious strokes, pausing each time he was buried in me for us both to savor the feeling. And little by little he increased the speed, my hips always matching his rhythm, keeping pace. I couldn't keep my eyes off that monster cock, sliding in and out of me so smoothly, and I marveled at the feeling of being filled over and over. "Asi, asi," I gasped, "me encanta, me encanta! Oh Luis!" 

We were still moving slowly, but I knew what was about to happen and I begged him, "Oh baby, don't stop, please don't stop!"

He didn't, his face a vision of pure pleasure as he slid in and out of me, and I began whimpering, my hands gathering little balls of the sheet. I shut my eyes, shuddering, and lay back, concentrating now only on the beautiful feeling inside of me, I was hardly conscious that I was panting, short little cries coming with every stroke, and I writhed on the bed under him. My body was a volcano, ready to explode and nothing could stop it. 

I screamed! I had never EVER felt anything before like the orgasm that ripped through me! My ass was off the bed and my hips were pumping in mid-air, my entire body out of control. After the screaming stopped I was crying, sobbing, gasping, laughing, moaning, all at the same time. The sensation was so strong I could barely stand to have him in me, but I certainly couldn't stand to lose him, and my cunt clamped down hard, holding him deep and immobile. For a moment the feeling was so different, so intense, I wasn't even sure what had happened, and only when I opened my eyes and saw the big loving smile on his face did I know for certain. Yes LOVING! It couldn't have been anything else!

And we rode on through the night together. We used every position either one of us could think of, including some that aren't possible, and he made me cum more times than I could count, sometimes only seconds or minutes apart. And Luis gave me his love more times than it's possible for a man to do. We had to get towels from the dresser to cover the soaking wet sheets.

The very last time he brought me to a moaning climax it was getting light out, and my body was so spent I couldn't move enough to give him his release. But, determined I would never leave him wanting, I crawled down between his legs and gently grasped him, then sucked and licked and kissed and teased until he was hard and throbbing in my hand and in my mouth. And then, in one quick thrust, I swallowed him, taking him in my throat and grinding my lips into his groin. I took his length over and over, swallowing against it, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

And when I had him moaning, whimpering, his hips rolling, I clamped my lips around him and sucked hard, slowly moving up and down his shaft. He suddenly grabbed my head in both hands and held me still. And when his hips lifted again he moaned as he pumped and pumped and pumped until he was dry and I had swallowed every drop. 

Only then did we fall asleep in each other's arms, until well past noon. And when I went out sheepishly to face Kenni, she giggled. "It's ok baby, I don't guess you'll be leaving him today. I doubt you ever will!"

But she giggled again and said, "I want you to know that you almost spoiled a wonderful orgasm! When you screamed we were both ready to cum, and you scared us so bad we waited until we were sure everything was ok. But don't worry, we made up for it! Carlos said to me, "Well, I know my brother is in good hands. I just hope he lives through the night!" And he was so happy that he made me very happy too!"

Luis has never woken up with another nightmare, the bad memories pushed from his mind by our loving days together. But on the other hand, we almost never sleep through the night. I can't go that long without him. And we hardly ever speak a word of English in our bedroom now. His voice is incredibly sexy in Spanish, and he loves hearing me trying my best to express how much I love him.