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Confession Time: My Spanish was barely good enough to get us through the first chapter. I’m not conversant enough to do whole conversations – especially over the subject-area that I’m covering here. For native English-speaker, I could probably get by with some AI translation – but – I would (I’m sure) immediately incur the wrath of true Spanish-speakers. I’m also reluctant to take the chance of some computer saying something that I don’t mean. I appreciate your understanding – and I thank you for your input – I just can’t do a true Spanish version justice. Thanks for reading!
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~~~ Monday ~~~
Apparently, Reina had been taking lessons from Aunt Rosa on how to torment me. She held my hand during the whole class-period, but she wouldn’t answer my question – as to whether or not I could court her – until we were outside, near the location of my public-flogging – when she’d jerked me off as others passed by or stopped to watch.
When she asked me to pick her up by her ass for a kiss, once again, I was hoping it was for her to kiss me and tell me ‘yes’. If I got to the end of this kiss and she said ‘good-bye’, there was going to be… to quote RoboCop… trouble.
The kiss was a good one and her arms held me almost as tightly as her ankles were locked behind my waist.
“I’ve thought it over,” she said, drawing out my torment even more, “and I’ve decided that I want you to be the father of my babies.”
“Wait a minute,” I said, “did we just skip a few steps?”
She laughed at me.
“Yes, you can court me,” she said. “I don’t expect you to fail at it. Unless I find that you are hiding something despicable, I kind of think the rest of this is a foregone conclusion. At this point, I feel like I’ve probably seen you in about every situation possible. Unless you’re a really good actor, I think I’ve gotten a pretty good look at what I’m signing on for.”
“You realize that, unless my schedule changes, we’re going to only get, like, one afternoon a week to go out, right?”
“Yes, but I’ll be with you every evening. We’re already together more than most married couples,” she said, smiling.
She gave me one more hug and kiss – and then slid down my body to the ground. I watched her ass in those tight little shorts as she walked away. She didn’t turn around to look at me, but I knew she knew I was watching – and I knew she was smiling.
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At practice, Aunt Rosa had Reina and I trading places while she offered new things for us to add to the routine – as we practiced what she’d already had us doing. When I was with my aunt, Reina practiced by herself.
When we were finished, I walked her to the car and got a good-night kiss. She groped my hard-on, and I threatened her that I was going to reciprocate. She gave me another quick peck and quickly hopped into the car.
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Aunt Rosa needed a little consolation. She was, quite obviously, upset that our attempts at ‘making the baby’ had failed. I ate her through one climax, dried my face, and snuggled up beside her.
“You don’t have to do this,” she told me.
“Are you shitting me?” I said. “I got all bent when Reina tormented sarıyer escort me and you helped me through it – but I can’t show you a little affection when you’re out of sorts?”
“I shouldn’t feel this way,” she said, sounding defeated.
“Bullshit. You have every right to want a baby. I’m sorry I haven’t been able to get you one yet.”
“Denny,” she said, threateningly.
“I’ll stop it if you do,” I told her. “Let me love on you a little.”
“I love you, sweet boy,” she said softly.
“… and I’m the luckiest fucker in the world,” I told her.
“No, I am,” she retorted.
“Then let’s be the world’s luckiest fuckers together,” I said, smiling.
I pulled her on top of me and started devouring her breasts, her neck, and her jawline. She finally relaxed and let me. Soon, she was cooing and keening at me. I adored her with my mouth until she was panting. I gripped her ass, lined her tight twat up with my stiff prick, and pulled her down onto me. I held her tightly and started pumping my rod up into her chaotic channel. She gripped my forearms and let me pleasure her. I was the one panting, by the time her vagina clenched around me. As soon as I knew her climax had arrived, I started cumming. I held her down onto my cock-nozzle and didn’t let her up until my jizz had finished blasting into her.
She kissed me, stood, cleaned me up, and tucked me in. I will never get tired of watching her gorgeous posterior as she walks away.
~~~ Tuesday ~~~
I’m not sure if our Spanish teacher was tired of our classroom antics or what, but he told us he was giving Reina and me an ‘A’ for the semester. He said that we didn’t need to bother showing up anymore. He also warned us that, if we signed up for him for the next level, he would do the same thing. I made a mental note to make sure I signed up for his session when it came time to register for classes again.
Reina and I found a shaded bench, just around the corner from our now-infamous jerk-spot, and we sat and talked.
She told me that she wasn’t on birth-control. Her parents wouldn’t allow it. She was not opposed, obviously, to us taking each other in-hand and she said she MIGHT be interested in some oral action down the road but, for now, even without her father’s rules, sex was off-limits.
I teased a little that I already had more pussy than I could handle, and she got quiet for several moments. For a minute, I thought I might have pushed things a little too far, but she finally said, “That may be for the best. I can get you all hot the other two of us were sweaty messes.
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In bed, Aunt Rosa asked me how things were going with Reina as she used her talented pussy to rip the seed from my body once more.
A kiss, a quick Hoover job, and her glowing posterior was strutting across my living space as my foggy brain folded in on itself and I fell asleep.
~~~ Wednesday ~~~
During our class-time chat, I (once again) tried to pry ideas from my caramel cutie on what to do for our Sunday afternoon dates. She was still no help.
She cautioned me to show up around 1:30pm for at least the şarkışla escort first couple weeks but that, once her mom saw that we were serious, she would probably start inviting me over for lunch. That would also give them a little more time to observe (and judge) me.
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I borrowed Uncle David’s car and ran to Reina’s house.
“What are you doing here?”
“Is your dad here?”
“No. Mom is.”
“Is it okay to talk to her if he’s not here?” I asked.
“Stay on the porch and it should be. I’ll stick around too – unless it’s private.”
“Nothing is private from you,” I said, smiling.
As she headed to get her mom, I thought about the secret that I was keeping about her grandmother. I didn’t consider my statement to be a lie but it was a bit of a stretch – if for what I felt was a good reason.
“” her mom asked.
“”
“”
“”
She looked at Reina and then back to me and said, “”
“”
“” she asked.
“”
She nodded.
“” I asked her. “”
Reina’s mother looked at her, once again, and said, “”
“”
“” she said. She turned and left.
Making sure that her mother hadn’t turned back, I blew Reina a kiss. She smothered a giggle and waved me off.
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At practice, once again, Aunt Rosa didn’t release Reina and me until we were smelly and sweaty.
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When we got to the basement, Aunt Rosa didn’t let me shower first. She moved my stuff off of the coffee table, laid down on her back on top of it (still fully clothed), bent herself in half at her waist – so that her face was peeking at me from between her ankles.
“Tear my leggings,” she ordered, “fuck me through the hole.”
As we’d come down the stairs, my cock had been hardening already – but we were suddenly at DEFCON 1. The material turned out to be tougher than I expected. I’d thought I could just grab it in my fingers and pull it apart but that didn’t work. My penis was severely pissed at how long it was taking to be inside of this pussy. My fumbling fingers, on my aunt’s cloth-covered vulva – had her moaning with need.
I grabbed a butter-knife from the utensil drawer. I pinched the cloth on her camel-toe and she squirmed and moaned more. I finally got enough of a grip on it to get the material safely away from her skin and I sawed a ragged hole through the slick cloth. She had no panties on underneath. I saw her pink tightness inside and pitched the blade. I have no clue where it went. I still haven’t found it.
I placed the tip of my right forefinger against her wet slit, and she gasped. I slid it back & forth, spreading her pre-cum across her outer & inner labia. I teased the tip of my finger into her tight trench – but not far enough to give her more stimulation. What I was doing had her moaning and writhing even worse than before.
Her shapely ass was magnificent – encased in those tight leggings – and I couldn’t resist. I swatted my hand on her cloth-covered butt-cheek. She squealed in complaint but that just made my cock ache more.
I decided that I needed to taste this peach before I filled it with cream. I grabbed her hips şarköy escort and lowered my mouth to her juicy snatch. I ran the flat of my tongue across to sample her fruit. It was mouth-wateringly delicious, and I went crazy lapping, licking, and teasing the tip of my tongue up & down her slit. I toyed with her stiff clit, and she moaned louder.
Once she had cum, I licked her clean again. I threw my pants and boxers off and straddled the table and her succulent hole.
I gripped her legs just below her knees, set the head of my cock against her sloppy slit, and stared down, into her eyes, as I bent my knees and slowly penetrated her sex. I drove my dick through her folds like I was pinning her to the tabletop. In all of the times we’d been intimate with each other, I don’t think her pussy had ever felt this tight before. The feeling was incredible. I couldn’t tell if she was grinding her muscles over me – or if it was just the tension of the position we were using. Whatever it was, it was all I could do to keep from cumming before I finally shoved all the way inside of her to press my ball-sac against her leggings-covered taint.
“Fuck!” I growled at her.
“Yes, Denny! Fuck me!” she ordered.
As soon as I thought I had my need back under control, I started retracting my stiff rod.
“Come on,” she growled, “dick me hard. Fuck me. Make me cum on your cock.”
I sank back into her, and she closed her eyes, “Yessss. Again.”
Her pussy was still flexing against the sides of my rod but, somehow, the tension lessened on my head. I raised and lowered my body, spearing my prick straight down into my aunt’s tightness over & over, drilling into her, forcing her vaginal muscles to separate each time I forced my way inside once again.
“Fuck me, Denny! Do it!”
Her cavity clenched and I exalted in watching her face surrender to the bliss of her orgasm. I was determined to give her one more before I let myself cum. I kept up my attack. Her pussy was so exquisitely tight. I could feel her muscles kneading my length – but I was on a mission to give her one more climax before I surrendered.
Up & down my knees carried me, pistoning my rod in & out of her.
There’s something so terrifically arousing about a nice ass in a tight pair of leggings. This was a level of magnitude above that. I watched as her perfect pink pussy lips spread to accept my fuck-meat. The feeling of the tight slick material that covered her ass and taint – as my balls pressed against it – sent shivers from my cock-head, up my spine, to my brain. The jagged rip in her leggings made it all seem more primal.
Finally, her moans increased in volume, and I let myself feel what her body had been doing to my cock. I just about let go too soon. The wave was coming, and I was in trouble. Her channel clenched and she purred, and I drove the head of my cock up against her cervix – just before my seed started exploding inside of her.
When we could breathe again, she said, “Yes. Like that.”
My aunt may not have been sore from dance practice, but that coffee table was unyielding, and I’d pounded her like I was drilling for oil. I helped her up and walked her into the shower. We stripped our clothes off, started the warm water, and soaked for a bit, cuddling.
I scrubbed her (and then me), got us rinsed off, and stole a few kisses as I started toweling her off. She pulled my face to one of her nipples and then the other. I sucked them to hardness, and she brought my lips back to hers.
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