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  She stopped and stared at the intoxicating sight. Packed between a couple of smooth hairless balls his fully engorged cock stood straight out. It was thick with arousal. Unbelievably huge. At least ten inches long and three inches around.

  To her surprise, she discovered his cock and balls were tattooed. The mushroom-shaped head was painted a pale red and swirls of colors ringed his entire shaft.

  Blue, green, orange, pink and yellow.

  “The tattoo is edible,” Santana said in a somewhat strangled voice. “I thought it would be fun for your first time.”

  “It looks like a rainbow.” A gorgeously erect rainbow.

  “Each color is a certain flavor. Consider it a sucker.” Oh she considered it a sucker all right. A sucker of many delights.

  The dark muscles on his abdomen tensed as she drew closer. With the tip of her tongue she licked the flared head. His cock pulsed against her tongue and Santana groaned.

  Heat and strawberry flavor exploded over her taste buds.

  Oh! She was going to like sucking his cock.

  “Don’t enjoy it too long, Amy. I don’t know how long I can hold back.”

  Lust shone in his eyes as he gazed down at her. The sight of a man looking so aroused simply because he was with her put her into a rare teasing mood.

  “Do you tattoo your cock for all your girls?”

  Her question appeared to surprise him.

  “You’re the first actually.”

  “A night of firsts then,” she grinned, feeling all warm and pleased that Santana, a stranger, had taken the time to have his cock tattooed just for her pleasure.

  She dabbed her tongue against a yellow ring that encased the base of his shaft.

  Yum. Lemons never tasted so good.

  Boldly she sucked on one of his perfectly shaped balls. The blue-colored one. Blueberry flavored. This could definitely be addictive. He groaned as she suckled and tasted him.

  Swiping her tongue along the entire length of his rainbow-colored shaft, she enjoyed the array of flavors mixing together and exploding in her mouth.

  Grape, strawberries, lemon and lime. Very good.

  Then she nipped gently on the tight, silky skin of his scrotum and enjoyed the desperate way he dug his fingers into her shoulders.

  He liked the way she bit him.

  She sucked his other ball into her mouth. Huge and hot, this one tasted of peaches.

  God! This was fun!

  She took her time with Santana. Took her time swirling her tongue across the perfectly shaped testicles, nipping gently and biting a little harder.

  When he uttered a warning cry, whether from pleasure or pain or maybe a little of both she wasn’t sure, so she decided to concentrate on his swollen cock.

  Scraping her teeth along the outside of his firm shaft, she could feel his cock thicken. Using the flat of her tongue, she gave him a few erotic swipes. The more she licked and slurped, the louder his guttural groans. The primal sounds made her vagina clench with eagerness and left her wondering how he’d feel plunging into her vagina while someone else speared into her ass.

  Those thoughts made her wild. Made her nip harder at his tender flesh. He groaned again and she soothed him with caring licks. Her fingers found his swollen scrotum and she massaged him there. Kneaded his testicles.

  “Jesus, baby!” he cried out.

  His hands left her shoulders and his fingers sank into her short hair. Gently but firmly he drew his hips away and aimed his cock toward her mouth.

  She opened her mouth and he slid quickly inside.

  Santana’s cock barely fit between her lips. He was so big.

  And so tasty!

  Wrapping her hands around the base of his shaft, she allowed him to feed her his cock.

  She wanted to devour him but he went slowly. Torturously slow.

  Looking up at him, she reveled in the way his eyes were tightly closed and how his nostrils flared when her tongue licked the underside flesh of his rigid cock.

  Having Santana’s pulsing shaft impaling her mouth felt stunning. He tasted of sex and power and strength. Not to mention the remaining fruity flavor of the rainbow tattoo that melted in her mouth.

  She wanted more of him.

  Stretching her mouth wider, she allowed another inch into her. Both of them were breathing hard now and she had no trouble synchronizing her breath with his.

  They were one in this way. Breathing together. It made her feel incredible. As if they belonged to each other.

  She continued sliding the flat part of her tongue beneath his shaft and kept a nice suction. He pulled out and came back in again, this time filling her mouth completely. Sharp gasps slipped between his parted lips and his eyes scrunched tighter with enjoyment.

  By the uncontrolled ripples lashing the muscles of his thighs, she could see he wanted to lose himself in her mouth but was holding back. Knowing that she gave him pleasure excited her and made her want to give him more.

  With her fingers, she began twisting the base of his shaft. His gasps told her he liked it. She twisted some more. Sucked the head of his cock harder then let him slip into her mouth again.

  His fingers tightened in her hair.

  “That’s it. Oh yes!” he growled as she swallowed as much of his hard flesh as she could.

  At his excitement, her pussy responded exponentially. Wetness drenched the insides of her thighs. Her breasts felt full and tight against her bra. Fevered heat gripped her and she wanted to taste his cum. Wanted to satisfy this fantastic lust enveloping her.

  She found herself moaning as his cock jerked wildly in her mouth. His fingers tightened more and she sensed he was about to come.

  She fought for a few gasps of air, knowing instinctively she’d need it when he lost control. And he did lose control a moment later.

  On a groan, his hips bucked forward, feeding her more of his cock. In and out. Down her throat.

  Once. Twice. Three times.

  “Oh Amy!” he cried out, and his thick cock exploded, spewing hot jets into her.

  She swallowed quickly, accepting his seed and making him a part of her.

  Chapter Three

  As he came in Amy’s sweet, succulent mouth, they both moaned. Incredible sensations spiked through Santana at the erotic sounds. Unbelievable sensations speared through his cock as well as she eagerly sucked his semen from his body. He hadn’t expected her to accept his cock so easily. Hadn’t expected the pleasure to be so deep and intense.

  As she drank from him, she looked up. The sight of his cock between her semen-stained lips, her lust-filled eyes staring with such need, almost brought him to his knees.

  The instant he finished spurting, Santana withdrew. Desperation raced through him. He needed to taste her now. Needed to show her how much pleasure his mouth could give her.

  Her perky breasts jiggled beneath her bra as he made her stand. He could smell her lust as he lowered her dress over her hips and down her exceptionally long legs. He let the dress puddle on the floor.

  She wore sexy mesh panties and he wasted no time in smoothing them over her slightly rounded hips and inhaled at the sight of her nude pussy. Her face flushed and her eyes looked deliciously wild with need as he pushed her onto the sofa then dropped down on his knees between her already spread legs.

  Her smooth, waxed pussy tempted him so much his mouth watered immediately and his cock grew quickly erect again, bringing an intense burning need to thrust into her.

  When he noticed the wetness staining the inside of her thighs he groaned in approval. No mistaking it. She’d enjoyed pleasing him just as much as he’d enjoyed receiving it.

  She jerked and cried out as he pushed her legs wider and inhaled her sweet pussy scent. It hit his nostrils like an aphrodisiac.

  Reaching out, he delicately parted her pink labia and admired the narrow slit drenched with her cream. His cock jerked with anticipation.

  Any doubts he’d carried that she might be too innocent and shy to go throug
h with the fantasy disappeared the instant he saw the flared head of the butt plug she wore.

  On a growl his head lowered. Scented feminine heat greeted him and she moaned as he parted her pink flesh with his tongue and teased her clitoris with firm strokes. In answer, the tiny flesh pulsed, swelled against his tongue, and she bucked against him, crying out.

  His tongue dove into her wet vagina and her muscles greedily gripped him. He began fucking her with his tongue. Taking erotic swipes at her clit then plunging in and out. When her thighs began to tighten, he backed off. He didn’t want her to come. Not yet.

  “Play with your breasts,” he instructed as he pulled away.

  She nodded, her face still flushed as she looked down at him with those beautiful pale blue eyes that screamed at him to fuck her.

  She unclasped the front of her bra and it dropped away, allowing her perky breasts to fall free.

  “Oh baby, beautiful breasts,” Santana moaned, and watched her slide the straps off her arms and drop the bra onto the couch.

  Her hands went to her creamy mounds and she began a slow, erotic massage. Her pink nipples beaded immediately and she smiled self-consciously at her body’s quick reaction.

  “You taste fantastic, Amy. I’ve never had a woman who tastes so sweet.”

  “I bet you say that to all your women,” she teased. He was grateful there was no sign of jealousy for reminding her of what he did for a living.

  “I only say it when I mean it. And I’m saying it now. Any man who gets a taste of you will want you again and again.”

  She arched an eyebrow at him. “Like you, Santana?”

  A bold question from a woman who, according to her older sister, had shown no real interest in a man after the one bad relationship she’d experienced.

  “You’ve got me hooked,” he admitted.

  She smiled and tweaked her nipples harder, making them blush a deeper pink.

  “You’re the first man who has made me feel so good. So horny and special,” she whispered as a sexual haze spread over her face.

  “You are special, Sexy.”

  He dove between her legs again, lapping at the sweet cream gushing from her tiny slit.

  Heat flared in her pussy and Amy couldn’t stop the husky moan that escaped her mouth.

  Oh God! He sure had a wickedly wonderful way with those full lips, she thought as she gazed down at the black head buried between her widespread legs.

  Slurping sounds split the air as he literally ate her. Strong fingers held her thighs apart as sharp teeth nipped her labia. A firm tongue licked and slurped her clit so perfectly he had her panting. The pleasure tremors grew, making her gyrate her hips as she sought more ecstasy.

  She pulled harder at her elongated nipples, enjoying the sharp, twisting sensations of her touches. But soon a carnal desperation began to claw at her. This was starting to feel too good. So good it almost hurt.

  She found herself mesmerized by the gorgeous chocolate-colored muscles lacing his back and maybe there were even the faintest lashes of scars? Before she could think further on it, his licks became harder and her legs trembled violently.

  She felt weak. At his mercy. Wanting. Needy.

  Her cunt clenched around his tongue as it prodded into her opening. He teased her there. Swirled against her vaginal walls until she craved for his cock to stretch her.

  “Santana,” she gasped, unable to voice what she required. She surprised herself with her husky bedroom voice, realizing she’d never sounded so…sexy.

  “I need…please.”

  He ignored her plea and his tongue dove deeper into her and stroked her G-spot.

  She just about came off the couch. Her lower belly clenched and she bucked as pleasure blazed.

  Her nipples burned as she pulled and squeezed and twisted. They looked so big. So red. So hard.

  A sweet intoxicating bite of erotic pain burst through her anus as he gently wiggled the butt plug.

  “So, beautiful,” he whispered softly, and then Santana raised his head and she cried out at the lust flaring through his face.

  “When he gets here I’ll let our third take you in your sweet ass first,” he whispered. “His name is Sawyer. I want to be inside your pussy when he’s inside you. I need to see the pleasure on your face while we both fuck you. But first, I’m going to make love to you.”

  He stood and she moaned at sight of his strong erection as it stood straight out from his body. He leaned over and grabbed a couple of condoms she hadn’t noticed on the nearby end table. Then he pulled her to her feet and swept her up into his strong arms, carrying her quickly to her bedroom.

  Obviously he’d already been in here. The air smelled of vanilla and she noted the flickering white candles where they’d been set on the floating walnut night tables on each side of her queen-sized bed. The candles cast a romantic hue against the dark hardwood floors and the walls she’d painted a high gloss beige.

  Her heart pounded as they neared the bed. The burgundy sheets and matching color blankets were already turned down, awaiting them. Her bedroom had never made her feel so welcome as it did tonight with Santana being here with her.

  Her body hummed with fire. She’d never been so ready to be fucked.

  Cool sheets nestled against her back as he lay her down on her bed. The sound of foil crinkled and he prepared himself, sheathing his long cock into a condom. A moment later, the mattress shifted under his weight and he was finally coming down between her legs. Just as in her fantasies.

  Better than her fantasies. Better than her vibrator, she thought, as she felt the thick head of his erection press against her vaginal opening.

  “I can’t wait any longer. I want to but…I can’t,” he said between gritted teeth.

  “I can’t…either. Please…”

  And then he thrust inside her, his thick cock stretching her.

  She arched her hips toward him, accepting his length. Deeper and deeper he went. He was long. So gloriously long. The pressure of having both ends filled, tantalized her. She’d never been fucked with a butt plug in.

  Lusty sensations lashed her and mingled with the sweet bite of pain. She didn’t even realize she was panting until his mouth covered hers. His tongue played with hers and his cock just kept going deeper until he stretched her, impaled her.

  “Now I’m going to make you scream, Sexy,” he whispered against her burning mouth.

  He eased out of her and drove back inside. His thrusts were long and solid. Slurping sounds sliced through the air with every powerful plunge. The scent of their arousal covered them like a blanket.

  As he continued his wickedly delicious thrusts, his hard pelvis ground against her clit, making sexual tension climb to new heights.

  Oh yes! A climax was coming and it was coming fast.

  She exploded on a strangled scream. Her vagina spasmed around his thick erection. Her legs jerked and her feet dug into his muscled buttocks, keeping him firmly in place.

  He groaned in response. Gripped her hips harder.

  He thrust once. Twice. He shuddered, cried out her name and spurt inside her.

  When they both came down from their sexual high, she held Santana’s cock firmly inside her with the soles of her feet still digging into his solid ass. She loved the feel of his flesh inside her. And for the first time in her life, she was glad she was six feet two with a solid enough frame to not feel squished by his weight.

  After climaxing, he collapsed on her and his cheek pressed warmly against hers as if they were long-time intimate lovers. For a moment she thought she was dreaming but she suddenly felt his cock growing hard inside her again.

  “Are you always this horny?” she giggled, and gave him a warm kiss on the cheek.

  “I swear I’ve only been this horny since meeting you.”

  Oh dear.

  “I must confess, Santana. I’ve had the same problem.”

  “You think being horny is a problem?”

  “A big problem if the sour
ce of it isn’t going to be around to alleviate it,” she found herself saying truthfully.

  He frowned.

  Oh shit. She’d said too much. They were only supposed to be strangers engaged in a fantasy.

  “Problems can be rectified by a simple phone call.”

  Before she could ask him if he would give her his personal number or if she would contact KF, he lifted his head from her cheek and gazed down at her.

  Her breath caught at the luscious grin he threw her way.

  “I have to tell you something,” he whispered.

  “Is it something I want to hear?” She was grateful she managed to keep the quiver of anxiety out of her voice. She had the feeling he might set her straight right now. That because of a stupid policy they could never have anything but sex between them.

  To her surprise, he chuckled and kissed her. The gentle way his lips sipped on hers, as if she were sweet wine that needed to be savored, sparkled a flash of heat deep down inside her pussy. Involuntarily her muscles clenched around his cock.

  He groaned. “Jesus, woman, you are good.”

  “Is that what you wanted to tell me?”

  He grunted and she assumed he’d meant yes. He kissed her again, this time a little harder. His teeth nipped at her lower lip and her pussy clenched around his cock for a second time.

  He groaned again then shook his head as if to clear his thoughts.

  “Actually…what I wanted to say was our third is here.”

  A fissure of nervousness shot through her. She hadn’t heard a thing.

  “How do you know?”

  “Heard him come in a little while ago. Just before I started making love to you.”

  Amy swallowed. He said making love. Not fucking her or having sex with her, but making love.

  Oh man! She was getting all immature thinking stuff like this.

  “I’ll let you freshen up. Get your bearings. Remove the plug and meet us out in the living room.”

  “Okay.”

  He grinned. It was a reassuring smile that relaxed her somewhat.

  “Don’t be nervous. Once he sees you, he’s going to be begging to be our third every time.”

  Every time?