Vida Guerra – Cocksleeve
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* * * * *Vida Guerra stood in front of her mirror, checking out her gorgeously curvy, busty figure and making sure her outfit was on point. She pushed a bit of her dark hair back from her tan skin, wanting to be confident she was dressed just right. Wearing a short grey dress that was delightfully tight around her famous curves, it had the added benefit of being quite stiff, the material silky to touch but firm and resistive, fighting the movements of her body. With it being so short, just long enough to cover her gorgeous round ass, it meant that if she sat down it retreated hopelessly up and gave everyone a view straight up her skirt. That was kind of the point of the dress though and why she wore it, it accentuated and highlighted her stunning feminine shape whilst making her look taller, the short hemline making her 5’2” figure look that little bit longer.
Small in stature she may have been but that was all; her fantastic 32D tits, slender, gym-honed waist and hard abs led into her phenomenal 37” hips and big round ass that so many people lusted after. With a final touch up to her make-up to leave her lips a deep, passionate red colour she pouted in the mirror and stepped away, ready to head out. She was going over to her friend Sophie’s exes place to pick up some of her stuff after the break up since she didn’t want to get face to face with him; it was all rather bitter. Vida reached down to tug her fishnets up a little at her knees before she kicked her feet into black Jimmy Choos, a classic stiletto with the bright red sole to tell everyone what they were. Immediately clacking sharply across the floor, the sound echoing from the walls of her plush L.A. home as she got ready to leave, glancing down at her cleavage and making sure her tits were on point.
It was quite simple really; whilst she was going over to pick up her friends stuff and they were newly split up, just a few days in it really, there was no denying the guy, Chris, was hot. He was good looking and in great shape, a good few years younger than herself and, from what her friend had told her, packing a big cock that had certainly kept her satisfied during their time together. Her friend had enthused about how he fucked her and the size of what mattered on several occasions, even going so far as to show her a picture after one too many cocktails that only served to make Vida very intrigued. She hadn’t gone any further other than noticing him looking down her top on several occasions or sometimes checking her ass out when they’d been together though she’d never called him out on it or told her friend as frankly she loved the attention.
And right now she wanted to put that to good use as frankly she needed a good fuck. It really was as simple as that as all she seemed to be attracting lately were the wrong kind of men, none who could really give it to her and she wanted a good hard fucking. Her friend splitting from Chris simply presented a very timely opportunity and whilst she knew she would be seriously pissed if she found out she really couldn’t help herself. She just needed it and didn’t want the chance to pass her by, knowing she’d always wonder whether it would have been worth it; she rationalised that her friend had brought this about by telling her all about him after all and so shouldn’t be entirely surprised she wanted to give him a test ride. That was her excuse at least. She intended to go over to him place on the premise of collecting her friends things, give him the come on and enjoy the ride if he took the bait – she was sure he would.
She grabbed her bag and left her home, pulling the door shut behind her and clicking noisily over to her SUV on the driveway, hopping up into it. She had no hope of driving in her black stilettos and immediately kicked them off, throwing them over to the passenger slide as she slipped on a pair of old dolly shoes to drive, the comfy footwear doing the job nicely even if she did struggle to reach the pedals. The diminutive model headed out into the hellacious traffic around L.A. and made her way to his place, following directions her friend her given her when she’d asked her to go and collect her stuff. Vida knew where it was having been there a couple of times though it always helped to be reassured, struggling to stay focused on the driving as she negotiated the jams and tailbacks that ate frustratingly through time. Finally arriving at his place, she took a moment to calm herself, glad for the air conditioning that kept her cool in the scorching summer heat, the sun beating down on California unabated right now to push the temperature into the 90s.
Sliding her simple shoes off, she reached over and picked up her expensive Jimmy Choos again. They were tall, around 5” heels to push her petite form up to around 5’7” in total and it had the added benefit of making her already great ass look even better. Settling her fishnet-clad feet into the slutty stripper heels, the Cuban model checked her make-up in the mirror once more to make sure she looked absolutely tip top before she opened the door and slid out onto the his driveway, slamming the door as she looked up at the fairly impressive place. She’d never really cottoned onto what he actually did, only tending to hear exhilarating stories about his performance in the bedroom but it was clearly more than enough. She shrugged at whatever had happened between them, figuring she’d pick up her friends stuff as she wanted...after whatever else took place. Tottering to the front door and ringing the bell, she pulled her skirt down a little, not wanting to give the game away entirely when he opened the door.
“Hey...Vida,” Chris said, a little surprised to find her waiting for him as he answered the door, big sunglasses obscuring her eyes.
“Hey Chris,” she replied with a smile, finding him as tall and handsome as she remembered.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“Just thought I’d drop in,” she said with a smile.
“Really?” he asked, eyes already drawn down to her fantastic tits that strained at her dress, cleavage inviting and on display, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the curvy model.
“No of course not, Sophie sent me over to grab some of her stuff,” she said, smile turning to a grin.
“Oh right….yeah course,” he said, catching on to why the curvy pin-up was at his place.
“Can I come in?” she asked, indicating the house behind him.
“Yeah sure, sorry,” he said, stepping back and throwing the door wide for her to enter, sashaying past him and making sure to shake her ass as she knew he was checking her out as he closed the door in her wake.
“Nice place,” she commented, glancing around as she folded her sunglasses into her bag. She’d been there before but it was what people said.
“Thanks, hope you found it alright,” he said.
“I’ve been here before, Chris,” she said with a slight giggle.
“Right of course, not for a while though,” he replied, wishing he’d cleared up a bit before she arrived. She didn’t care however.
“Not for a bit, no, but I found it alright. Personal mission and all that, I’m dedicated,” she teased.
“Right,” he smiled, “how’s Soph doing?”
“Oh you know, she’s alright, keeping a lot inside I guess,” Vida replied. Sophie tended to complain without actually sharing anything, mumbling and grumbling as she worked things out for herself. Vida knew she’d hear more about it in time but right now she knew little about the details.
“Yeah she does that,” Chris replied, raising his eyebrows with a slight shrug.
“What happened with you guys anyway?” she asked. Vida was a little frustrated at herself for asking that as it might derail the mood a bit, however she was curious and couldn’t refrain.
“I dunno…I guess we just grew apart? I know that sounds a bit of a cop-out but it’s true, we just want different things. She sees the future differently I guess,” he said. She could tell he was a bit put out, which was hardly surprising as nobody felt great after a break-up but he seemed pretty accepting of it even if he wasn’t entirely happy with the outcome.
“I get it, that happens,” she said, having had similar conversations in the past.
“Well it’s for the best,” he said, closing the topic.
“I guess so, have to be happy. You just need some cheering up,” she said with a smile.
“Ha, maybe so,” he said, lightening the mood as he turned to the kitchen.
“Can I get you anything?” he asked, switching back to being the host.
“Just some water would be great, it’s searing out there,” she said.
“Sure no problem, it’s hot today,” he agreed, heading into the kitchen and pouring her a glass of ice cold water straight from the fridge. He grabbed a beer for himself, twisting the cap off the refreshing Budweiser and taking a sip as he delivered the cool, clear water to the stunning Cuban.
“Thanks,” she said, taking the perspiring glass from him, again noticing how his glance flicked down to her fantastic tits as she took a drink, when he clearly thought she couldn’t see him looking. There was a moment between them, an electricity building like a static as they locked eyes, Chris taking another drink of his beer as he stared down at her before suddenly breaking away.
“I’ve got Sophie’s stuff upstairs, gimme a minute to get it?” he said.
“Sure,” she replied, watching him jog up the stairs as she felt the tingle run through her, knowing there was chemistry, feeling it between them in a tingle the ran through her soul and tingled her clit. She finished the cool water as he took a couple of minutes to get her stuff together, coming back down the stairs with a cardboard box.
“I think this is it, if there’s anything else I’ll have to get it later,” he said, shoving the box onto a table near the door.
“Thanks, I’m sure it’ll do,” Vida replied.
“Sucks to be here,” he conceded to her.
“I know, but look at it this way. It’s the first step towards something new...for both of you, be properly happy,” she said.
“I guess you’re right,” he agreed, since he knew deep down she was. He grabbed his beer and took another drink and Vida knew this was the moment to strike, to make her move and get what she wanted. She was sure he wouldn’t complain at all if he went along with it.
“You just need something new to cheer you up,” she said, standing the glass aside and stepping towards him, arching her back to push her chest out, his eyes unable to resist another glance.
“I saw that,” she said quickly, startling him as she called it out.
“I...well hey fucking shoot me alright?” he said, waving his arms wide as Vida laughed.
“Like them?” she probed.
“I’m not blind, of course I do, not as if I wouldn’t notice them,” he said, tension broken but now open to closing the deal as Vida pushed on.
“I’ve seen you looking before,” she said, a dominant, controlling tone to her voice. It wasn’t quite what she was going for but it worked, seeing him respond to her as he thought momentarily about it.
“Yeah?” he replied non-committally, eyes looking down to unashamedly take another look at her fantastic tits, not caring that she noticed now given how she’d called him out.
“Yeah...and I like it,” Vida said, making her move, feeling her heart pump hard behind the tits she was sticking out towards him with an arch of her back.
“Oh really?” he smiled, feeling the intensity between them as she gave him the come-on, immediately getting the hint.
“Oh yeah, makes me feel sexy...and I bet you like it as well,” she continued.
“I don’t look for any other reason,” he said with a short laugh.
“Well how about you do more than look, huh?” she challenged him, flicking her tongue out with a winning smile. His eyes roamed down her body, drinking in her incredible curves, womanly figure fully displayed in the short, tight dress she had on, her trashy fishnet legs and high heels just the icing on the cake.
“More than look?” he said, turning the idea over as the busty model propositioned him. He might not have been great at hints, but she was as subtle as a sledgehammer blow. He couldn’t deny he liked the idea and had contemplated it before, even wishing to suggest she join him and Sophie for a threesome though he’d never floated the idea – Sophie never would have had it.
“Vida...I…” he mumbled, mind spinning; the opportunity before him was delicious and irresistible...but he had only just split from her friend.
“Yes?” she urged, knowing he was on the brink.
“Look I totally would but Sophie…” he started.
“Is your ex-girlfriend,” Vida said, cutting him off.
“Yeah,” he said.
“Exactly. You need some cheering up...and I’m right here.”
“Well...that’s a hard invitation to refuse,” he conceded, smiling. Yeah things with Sophie were depressing but he knew they were done and the stunning Cuban model was right there in front of him giving him every possible opportunity.
“Hard is right,” she purred, smiling naughtily as she stepped forward closer to him, pushing her chest out and looking up with her big brown eyes.
“I…” he said – wavering. Getting his hands on her had always been a dream there was no doubt.
“Come on, don’t you want to play with me?” she cooed softly. “Get your hands on me?” she teased, pushing her fantastic D-cups up even more with her hands, dress threatening to lift enough to show everything off.
“I heard you were packing, and really knew how to use it. Don’t you wanna show me that?” she continued.
“Fuck yeah I do,” he said with a smile, giving in to her wants.
“Good,” she smirked, pleased with herself that she’d hooked him.
“But we’re never telling Sophie, right?” he added, a serious note to proceeding.
“No, never,” she replied.
“Swear on it?” he clarified. He didn’t want Sophie finding this out, they’d argued about it when they were together on occasion and he didn’t need more grief from it...or to cause trouble between them. It was just hassle he didn’t need. Vida paused, then smiled and held up her hand, little finger extended.
“Pinky swear on it,” she purred, flicking her eyebrows. Standing up, he reached out and hooked his little finger in hers, binding tightly for a moment before they broke.
“Good, now that’s done come with me, I’m gonna take care of you,” she murmured, taking his hand and leading him to the stairs. Chris readily followed, on board now and looking forward to finally getting the curvaceous model, having lusted after her previously and held it back. She was going to be a delicious palate cleanser and he could already feel his cock stiffening, taking in the shake of her amazing round ass as she walked ahead. He got a peak up her skirt as she scaled the stairs, confidently striding up them on her red soled high heels and shaking her hips, tiny dress barely covering her and giving him a flash of her evidently skimpy panties beneath her fishnets. Vida knew exactly what he was doing as she led him to his bedroom, smiling to herself as that was the point of her slutty little dress.
Leading him into his room, Vida spun around and pulled herself close, pushing up towards him to lead him into a kiss; it was tentative at first, finding each other out but their energy quickly took over as Vida pulled herself strongly towards him, hands at his sides to grip his shirt and yank him close as their tongues entwined and battled, the succulent strength of hers evident as it pressed into his mouth. His hand pulled into the small of her back to arch her tighter against him as his other went to her hip, pausing there until Vida grabbed it and pulled it onto her ass and mumbled as he immediately squeezed. His hand groped her intently, slipping at the silky dress before he shoved his hand down under it and pulled back up on her ass, fishnets all that stood between him and her warm, caramel skin as Vida giggled, loving his hunger for her. She turned him where they stood then with significant strength, aided by her constant workouts, she shoved him away and back onto the bed, Chris sitting at the foot of if before the short, curvy model.
“Sit there,” she commanded. He immediately went to break her orders, Vida surging forward to push him back down.
“Stay there and watch, you’ll get yours soon,” she said, flicking her eyebrows and stepping back from him. He did as she requested this time, leaning back on his hands as he watched the curvy model step backwards from the bed and then start dancing, motions small but sensual, her body seeming to flow, her movements like liquid as she got into her rhythm. She smiled widely, enjoying herself and looking forward to things, holding eye contact with him a moment before she pushed her hands into her long dark hair, tipping her head back and arching her back to push her fantastic tits out for him, straining at the tight grey dress as she did. Rocking her hips, she spun around for him to show her famous booty, back arched to stick it out for his eyes that relished every possible second of her showing off.
Vida glanced back over her shoulder, loving how he watched her and his eyes weren’t anywhere near meeting her own. They were fixated on her ass, her fishnet tights disappearing up beneath the stiff dress that barely managed to cover her up, pushed up and beautifully tensed on her stripper heels. She slowed her motions to long, powerful sways of her hips, mesmerising him with every luscious swing of her body, his cock stiffening thickly in his jeans as he watched the gorgeous creature before him. Vida sped up her saucy dance, faster and faster before she gave a rapid, energetic shake of her ass, giggling as her phenomenal booty shook for him.
“Oh yeah that’s great,” he murmured, voice low and husky, the kind that sent a tremble through Vida, adding to the excitement building as she danced for him.
“You might like this then,” she purred, glancing back foxily over her shoulder at him with a wink and a smile, pushing her hands over her famous 37” hips, fingers wrapping around her pelvis to her ass a little to squeeze, giving hints at what he could do to her soon as she just pulled the dress up a little, a hint more of her gorgeous caramel skin through the stark black fishnets before she released it. Pausing, the moment seeming to stretch, Vida stepped her legs a little wider, settling her feet confidently into her red soled Jimmy Choos and arching her back again, a better flash this time that gave him a glimpse of the sweet bulge of her pussy between her legs. Her hands slipped up her back to grab the zip of her dress, holding it in place before she slowly pulled it down, not looking back to him and instead just letting him indulge in the physical, arching her back as she smoothly lowered the zip to let the grey fabric pull apart to reveal her slim bra strap and toned back.
“Goddamn,” he breathed as she pulled the wide straps off her shoulders in sharp, sudden motions, tugging them down her arms to let herself almost tumble out of the dress, her magnificent rack already straining at it before she’d undone it and now it was free to escape as she tiny garment slipped down her curves to hang at her wrists. She still didn’t turn around, the moment captivated and contained with his gaze on her body, taking in the stunning, slender pinch of her waist and flare of her wide hips, the grey dress just hanging on at her pelvis for Vida to just slowly encourage it south so it pushed over the widest part of her delectable form and slipped down her legs. He took in the way the fishnet tights were wrapped skintight around her, the open weave almost pressing into her skin as they clung to every feminine curve of her ass and beneath it was the tiniest G-string with just a token triangle pulling into it before a thin string disappeared between her gorgeous cheeks.
Vida kicked the dress off over her heels and shook herself for him, spinning around to face him and let him see the rest of her outfit. He took in the full quality of her immense curves from her voluptuous breast down to the slender pinch of her waist, her toned, muscular abs beautiful as the tights pulled in over the wide, womanly curve of her hips and down into her gorgeous legs. His eyes were immediately drawn between them to the G-string, which turned out to be as tiny and token as the back had suggested, immediately feeling a surge of his erection as he gazed on the lacy edged but utterly sheer underwear, the decorative embroidery only at the edges to leave the rest of it completely see through, showing off the sweet bulge of her pussy, the lips beautifully rolled together with a perfectly shaved triangle of dark pubic hair just above them.
“You like it?” she asked with a smile as she held her hands out as if to present herself, knowing the answer as she glanced at his jeans and saw the thick outline of his rock hard cock through them, already knowing it was something of a very decent size.
“You look fantastic,” he managed, eyes giving a cursory flick to her face and then back to her body. It was what she was there for anyway and she didn’t mind at all as he took in her big D-cup tits in their matching bra, as equally scandalous and sheer as her panties. The bra was half cupped and equally see through, the lace out the way at the edges to let her stiff nipples show clearly through, the underwire designed to pull them together and push them up to give her a great cleavage not that she really needed the help. She was an absolute treat as she stood before him and she built the tension as she held up a hand to stop him, knowing he wanted to take her. Vida wanted it as well but she intended to just ratchet it up a little bit further and spun around again, shaking her ass for him once more, swaying her hips and spreading her legs to let him get a better look at where he’d soon be sinking his cock.
She bent over in front of him and stuck her ass out, arching her back to accentuate the position and push the delicious bulge of her pussy between her strong thighs. Her hands slid slowly up the sides of her big round ass over the fishnets to hook her thumbs in the top; pushing down the rolled the tights down from her waist, past her hips and over her booty, letting the edge press into her skin hotly for him as she pushed them down, Chris just watching as they peeled perfectly from between her legs and down her thighs, Vida bending further to pull them down towards her stiletto heels. She carefully kicked her shoes off and as sexily as possible peeled the fishnets off her feet, throwing them aside and standing back up to spin round to him, waiting in front of him in nothing but her sexy little underwear.
“Everything you always hoped for?” she asked.
“Always?” he replied with a smile.
“Come on, I know you had your eye on me for some time, I’m sure you’ve dreamed about this really,” she teased, slowly sashaying towards him on her now bare feet, significantly shorter without her huge heels on.
“Well can’t deny I’ve thought about it,” he said as she breathed quickly in the heat of the moment.
“Some come and get it,” she said with a confident, confrontational air, a smug little smile on her face. There was a pause, the briefest moment where time seemed to hang before he surged off the bed and grabbed hold of her, Vida gasping in surprise and excitement as his arms wrapped around her, towering over her dominantly as he kissed her hard again. Their lips messily met, tongues fighting and wrestling as his hands pulled her close, one into her back as the other squeezed her ass again, loving the feel of her bare skin now she only had the G-string on. Her hands grabbed at his body, fingernails digging into him through his clothes as they tangled, such a contrast now between them as she was in just the barest items compared to his still dressed form. Vida grunted as his hand shoved up into her long hair and yanked her head back, the sharp tug sending a tingle through her, only adding to her arousal as he attacked her neck with soft kisses and light nips of his teeth, the smallest bites so sexy as his other hand pushed lower and between her legs to let his fingertips pull over the back of her sheer thong.
“Ohh fuck,” Vida groaned, ragged and stuttering as his touch felt electric as he made contact with the back of her now soaked pussy, her heat and wetness evident to him. She was so horny and ready for him, as excited as his huge erection told her he was, pressing herself against him to feel him digging into her in the hottest manner. His hands were all over her as he released her hair, grabbing at her ass as he tried to take in every bit of the firm, toned muscles, the rewards reaped from her hard gym routine as he gripped it, letting his fingers play between and stroke over her tight asshole through the black G-string. His other hand shoved up between them and roughly squeezed her boob, making her growl as his large hand gripped her D-cups and aggressively explored, feeling how firm and full they were, her rock hard nipple pressing into the palm of his hand as he closed it over her. Pulling away from her, he added both hands and tightly squeezed her tits together, groping and compressing them as she grunted in slight discomfort, loving how roughly he was handling her even in that moment. It was exactly what she needed right now and he was doing a perfect job, pulling her into another hard kiss as his hand reached behind her and deftly released her bra, the tight underwear springing loose around her body and freeing her constrained chest.
“Off,” he commanded even as he pulled back and pulled it away from her, Vida pushing her arms together to let him slide the sexy bra off and cast it aside. It was the briefest moment as he pulled her straight back to himself, physically dominating her, in total control of her as his hands groped at her naked breasts, squeezing them up and covering them, his thumbs pulling back to rub at her nipples as she murmured in pleasure. Her own hands were now pushing down his shirt towards his belt, fumbling at his trousers to release the thick cock she’d heard so much about and now eagerly wanted inside her.
“Fuck your tits are fantastic,” he breathed as he explored them, feeling their weight and size.
“Yeah, squeeze them, what you always wanted,” she breathed as he groped at her, hands so big and enveloping, completely in charge as she fumbled into his trousers for his waiting dick.
“Bet you wish Sophie had tits like this don’t you? I bet you wish she let you treat her like this,” Vida breathed, egging him on, loving the straight forward, no nonsense way he was handling her body.
“No, but I’m gonna treat you like this,” he hissed, hard and dominant, taking control as he squeezed her tits hard to make her cry out.
“Gonna treat you like my little fuck doll, since that’s all you want isn’t it? To be my little cock sleeve?” he continued. Vida gasped as he bit at her neck again, harder this time as he reached around and slapped her bit ass with both hands to make her jiggle, the string spreading through her tanned skin and making her shiver with pleasure.
“That’s it isn’t it, you just want to be my toy and let me use you however I like right?” he said, gripping her ass again as she squeezed his throbbing erection.
“Right?” he asked again coldly, yanking her head back by her hair once more to make her gasp. He wanted to hear her say it.
“Yes,” she breathed submissively, her voice thick, full of emotion as her heart pounded in her chest, her big pretty eyes staring at him full of vulnerability and excitement.
“Good,” he replied simply, a naughty, evilly suggestive smile passing across his lips before he kissed her again, holding her still for him as she just waited in his arms, helpless to his wants. His other hand pulled round from her ass over her hip and down between her legs, sliding easily down the front of her tiny thong and through her triangle of dark hair that she’d shaved carefully the day before. His lips kissed down her neck as his finger glided easily through her silken folds to immediately find her clit like he’d known her carnally for years, pressing her button with a hard grind of his finger that made her gruntingly shudder, rasping as it circled rapidly for a moment and made her knees tremble before he abruptly withdrew.
“On your knees, slut,” he said, hands immediately onto her shoulders to urge her towards the floor as the words stung hotly, making her quiver even more. She was absolutely loving this treatment, he was using her exactly as she’d wanted and had a big a cock as she’d been led to believe, that she was sure he’d waste no time in using on her. It was clear what he wanted even before he pulled his cock out, Vida sinking obediently onto her knees before him, sweeping her long black hair back out the way as he pulled his trousers out the way and revealed his thick cock for her, pulling himself out and stroking the thick shaft in front of her face as her eyes widened with a slow breath. She bit her bottom lip carefully, eyes locked on the thick, pulsing cock in front of her, marvelling at the size and thickness of it as she took a moment to enjoy and memorise it. She’d waited too long for another big cock like this and wanted to relish every second of it, though he didn’t have time for her to ponder.
“Come on Vida, show me what you’ve got,” he goaded with a smile, turning the tables on her now since she’d given him such a come-on and the moment was nigh. She had no intentions of backing down, his thick cock all she wanted so without hesitation she reached up and wrapped her dainty hand around him, feeling him strain and stifle a groan of pleasure as she did, flexing powerfully in her hand as he throbbed with the hardest erection he’d had in years. She smiled and pushed up on her knees to lean forwards and kiss his bulging purple head, feeling the smoothness of his tip under her lips, tongue sliding effortlessly across it as she slowly extended it. He just murmured with pleasure as he took a few moments to let Vida get going, closing his eyes to absorb all the sensations of her full lips and skilful tongue getting to work, the stunning model having no trouble at all. She was loving it actually, squeezing her hand around the base of him to make him surge and throb in her grasp, closing her mouth over his bulbous head and feeling the hot, hard heat of him on her tongue, loving the feeling of him in her mouth and feeling herself compelled to attack with all the skills she had for him.
It was exactly what she’d come for and she set about giving him a proper blowjob, one he wouldn’t soon forget as she sucked him into her mouth, having to open wider than she anticipated to take his thick shaft in, absolutely in awe of his size and the strength she could feel within him. She held him firmly and pushed down onto him, sucking firmly as she took him in over her tongue, letting the sensitive underside of his head push slickly across her tongue, hooking the tip up into him for a little extra zing that made him shudder. She smiled to herself as she felt him responding, always liking when guys enjoyed her blowjobs, spurring her to keep going as she started to bob her head as she braced herself on his thigh, feeling his hand rest on her head to just enjoy her ministrations. It comforted her somewhat, she didn’t know why, but she liked that feeling and murmured in pleasure as she pushed her tongue up against him, wrapping it around the sides of him and whipping it over the tip as he withdrew.
“Oh yeah you fucking love that don’t you?” she teased as she pulled off him for a moment, swallowing and taking a proper breath as she jerked her hand up and down him quickly, lubricated perfectly by her saliva. He just mumbled in pleasure, jerking a little as her thumb pressed intently beneath his head, smiling at the reaction she could cause.
“Yeah you love it don’t you? Love it when your little fuck doll slut is down on her knees sucking your cock don’t you?” she said playfully, a sexy edge to her voice.
“Yeah I do,” he growled, pulling her head back onto him, Vida giggling even as his thick cock disappeared into her mouth once more, pushing her hand back down him as she immediately resumed sucking his cock, going faster and sucking more intently this time, her tongue working slower but harder now to stimulate him. Her head bobbed under his hand as he let out a satisfied groan of pleasure, loving how she sucked, Vida switching it up by rocking her head to the side and rubbing him into her soft cheeks. She worked her head back and forth to let him feel it, straining his cock against her until with one push down he popped out noisily and rubbed over her face. Vida gasped, loving the heavy sensation of him against her and played up to it, using her grip on him to slap it on her face a few times and rub his thick shaft over her soft skin before enveloping him in liquid heat once more.
“Oh yeah like that,” he groaned as he smiled down at her, loving how Vida was acting exactly as he’d hoped.
“I bet you do, I bet you love watching me drool all over your big cock,” she murmured as she pulled off momentarily, stroking it as she looking up with a smile before she knelt up and spat over him, shoving her hand down and devouring him once more to glide down his cock. Her other hand pulled his hip now as she braced herself and started to really go at it, bouncing hard and fast onto his manhood as she slurped and sucked at him, undulating her tongue into every curve and edge of his cock to drive his pleasure forward. Holding tight, she pushed down hard and didn’t bounce up, forcing herself down deeper onto his cock so it strained into her throat, muscles giving way as she deepthroated his impressive dick, driving him over the back her tongue to slide over half way down his length before she constricted around him and withdrew, making him shudder as she gave a slight gag. She could deepthroat but it took some warming up and his extra large cock made it more difficult, but she saw it as a challenge and wanted more even as she pulled back to take a breath and compose herself.
“Goddamn Vida, keep doing that, be my little fuck doll,” he urged, commanding her which only turned her on more. She loved doing this for him, his fingers tightening that little bit in her dark hair even as it tumbled around her face.
“I’ll be your little fuck doll,” she breathed, shoving her mouth back onto him and sucking hard, feeling him push into her as she laughed dirtily under his breath, loving having her as his personal slut now, the model not bothering to hold him now, bracing her self on his hips as she shoved hard again, into her throat before another constriction and withdrawal. Chris just groaned and loved looking down to watch her go at it, letting her give the blowjob she wanted, sucking hotly, sluttily, her tongue working overtime as she sucked and slurped at him, giving deep shoves to bury as much of him in her mouth as she could before pulling back for a few hard, fast strokes of her mouth then doing it again. Her rhythm and pace were practiced and perfect, knowing exactly how to suck a cock as he encouraged her on to deliver everything she wanted to. Vida loved it, his cock was everything she’d been promised and feeling him pulse and jerk in her mouth, the push of his hips towards her to maximise the depth was just so hot, a perfect meeting of them.
“You’re gonna be my little fuck doll alright,” he said as she deepthroated him, head shoving against her clenching throat as she failed to take him all. His hand, that had been merely resting at her head, pushed down through her silky hair onto her head now as his other mirrored it, taking a dominant hold of her now. She knew exactly what that meant, shivering as he restrained her even as he let her keep controlling the rhythm, Vida focusing on the blowjob as he took a good hold of her. With a few final efforts of her own he started to take charge, pulling her head down onto him harder and faster, pushing more of himself into her mouth as she tried to take it. She gagged a little, body fighting him back each time as her eyes started to water, pricking the corners of her eyes as she gave muffled coughs and chokes around him. He loved the wet sounds of her struggling on his size as he held onto the busty Cuban model and drove himself into her still sucking mouth, tongue working on him relentlessly as she let him take over.
“Hands off, down,” he ordered, making Vida immediately respond in taking her hands down from him and dropping them to her legs to brace herself against her own thighs as she knew what was coming.
“Good,” he replied, liking her obedience as his fingers tightened on her head and shoved forward, far more of him than her now in their efforts to squeeze his thick cock into her throat. The star gagged and coughed as he shoved her down hard, caught out by his sudden abruptness, getting deeper as he managed to catch her by surprise in making her deepthroat him, her eyes watering hard as she choked on him. She breathed hungrily in breaks between his thrusts as he repeatedly stabbed into her and tried to drive his whole cock into her mouth, her muscles constricting up achingly every time to deny and frustrate him, only making him more intent on making her swallow it all. He paused to move his hands, Vida still sucking on him as he shifted to grip her with one hand behind her head and the other round under her jaw, taking a tight hold of her before he pushed again. The first few were the same result, her gagging pushing him back even as she willed herself not to, but then he amped up the power and shoved forward hard onto her as he pulled her in, tipping her head up and shoving down into her mouth to improve the angle. He got deeper and pulled back, Vida coughing and drooling around him, before he settled his feet and drove down again, giving her no mercy and holding her tight, rocking her head as he pushed hard to stretch her before with a sudden jolt she gave way and his cock slid all the way into her throat, Vida’s nose shoving into his body as she gave a heave.
“Ohh fuck yeah,” he growled as he shivered with pleasure, feeling her tighten up around him as she tried to gag, struggling to take him though he held her against him and wouldn’t let her release as he enjoyed it. Vida’s eyes streamed, tears running down her cheeks as she calmed herself, feeling his huge cock buried in her throat, balls against her chin, just softly working her tongue still until he released her and let her slowly pulled off his cock with a thick, wet gagging sound, saliva thickly running down her chin and stringing between him and her lips.
“I bet Sophie never let you do that,” Vida gasped between breaths, hauling in oxygen.
“No, because she’s not my little whore,” he replied with a smile, a playful barb as he grabbed hold of her and drove back into her throat again, having to force again to get in but she gave way easier now, resistance broken as he buried himself full depth in her once more and ground his balls against her chin as she tensed and struggled before him. He let her pull back off him, not all the way however and Vida took a couple of breaths around his thick prick before he shoved back in straight to full depth with a groan of pleasure as she choked, eyes watering as she gagged, the tears streaming down her face in a tumble of dark make-up, mascara and shadow running down her cheeks whorishly as she choked on cock. His hands held her hair back out the way mercifully as he started to get her into a rhythm, pulling her back just over her tongue and then pushing powerfully back into her, past her gag reflex and resistance to embed himself completely in her once more, loving the hot, wet feel of her mouth around every inch of him, the way her tongue kept lapping at his shaft as her muscles squeezed around him.
He took the chance now and held her tightly as he started pumping himself hard and fast into her, shoving right against her face every time to bury himself inside her as the model struggled and wetly gagged around him. She drooled thickly down her chin, the hot mess dripping onto her gorgeous tits as he thrust aggressively into her mouth. Vida kept her eyes squeezed shut now as they watered profusely and made a mess of her face, carefully contoured make-up ruined as she choked on his thick cock, Chris loving having her at his mercy to slam his cock deeply into her mouth, feeling her suck and lick at him as he did so. Vida hadn’t been face fucked like this in years, perhaps ever, and despite her discomfort her pussy was soaking, her thin underwear absolutely wet through in her arousal as she throated him. She couldn’t help but love it, being treated like this by him and just went with it, hollowing her cheeks onto his cock for extra stimulation as he started giving her longer strokes, his cock easily driving balls deep now as he made her take it, enjoying himself for several minutes with her mouth. He took moments in that to pull out and hear her gasp, watch her drool and push it into her cheeks again before watching her jolt as he made her deepthroat again, it was an utter delight.
“Had enough?” he asked, yanking the gorgeous model off him by her hair and holding her up, the exhausted Vida hanging in his grasp and gasping heavily for air, drooling onto the floor.
“Yeah,” she rasped.
“Okay,” he replied simply, happy with her performance and ready to fuck her, taking his chance to shove his cock back into her mouth however, straight to balls deep to feel her gag as she was taken unexpectedly, holding her there for a moment before he pulled out to leave her coughing messily. Pulling her up by her hair, Vida trembled on weak legs as she got out of her knelt position, wiping her face and chest off as he pulled her to stand in front of him. She got a moment for a break as he quickly stripped his clothes off and threw them aside to leave him standing in front of her with his rock hard erection ready and waiting, and there was only one place he intended to put it. Vida, who had recovered a little and wiped her face, looked up at him with a smile as she reached down and shoved her little thong down her legs to leave her naked, kicking it aside as he smiled at her, ready to go.
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