I managed to respond in what little Spanish I knew, “Si, muy caliente!” even though my heart was beating in my chest at 100 miles an hour.
She laughed and responded, “Si, si, muy muy caliente!” She followed this up with, “You like fuckee, fuckee?”
I nodded and answered with a dry mouth, “Si!” I didn’t want Jerry to think I was trying to horn in on his girl, so I looked rather anxiously over at him, but he just grinned and gave a thumbs-up sign. Then I saw Marisa had her other hand on the lump in his pants and realized he was just enjoying the ride.
We soon arrived at the hotel and Jerry and Marisa went on in while I paid the cab driver. They were still waiting for the elevator when I entered the lobby, Jerry’s arm around her tiny waist and her hand on his ass. They looked like long time lovers, and when we went inside the elevator and the doors closed behind us they embraced in a long passionate kiss. I hardly knew where to look, but I was really turned on by now and my cock ached for release. We got off the elevator and walked down to our rooms, mine being directly opposite to Jerry’s, and as he was unlocking his door, Marisa looked at me with a broad smile and blew me a kiss! As they entered his room, Jerry turned to me with a grin and said, “OK, Jack, see you tomorrow!”
“See you!” I responded enviously, wishing it was me and not Jerry that Marisa was with. I closed the door behind me and for a second toyed with the idea of heading back to “La Huerta” to find me a girl. Then I realized that this probably wasn’t a good idea as I hadn’t seen any girl I fancied as much as Marisa and would probably have lost my nerve by then anyway. I decided to adopt my usual course of taking things into my own hands so I stripped off my clothes and headed to the shower. As I pulled off my under shorts I saw that they were quite wet where copious amounts of pre-cum had leaked from the tip of my raging hard-on, and it felt so good to take a firm grip on my rock hard shaft. I turned on the shower and stepped inside to stand with my back to the shower and the jets of hot water felt good as they flowed over my shoulders and down my back as I jerked on my cock. It didn’t take long before I felt the familiar feeling coming over me as the cum started to travel up my shaft and before I knew it my cock was spitting out a long stream of cum all the way to the far wall of the shower stall! I didn’t remember ever cumming that hard before, an indication of how turned on I had been. I stayed under the shower for a long time, luxuriating in the hot water until it started to turn cold. I turned it off, grabbed a towel and went back into the bedroom to dry myself off.
I had just finished that task and had dropped the towel on the floor, ready to get into bed, when I heard a gentle knock on the door, followed by a vaguely familiar female voice calling out my name. “Jack! Jack!” I quickly picked up the towel and wrapped it around my waist before opening the door slightly to see who it was. To my delight it was Marisa, still wearing her coat, and I wondered if something was wrong with Jerry. Then she smiled at me and the next thing she said caused my cock to spring back to attention. “Fuckee, fuckee, si?” she whispered, and that was my cue to open the door wider and let her into the room. She came inside and I put on the night latch on the door, then turned back to face her. The instant I did, she shrugged off her coat, letting it fall to the floor, revealing that she wore absolutely nothing underneath!
“Oh, God!” I moaned as I saw her perfect body standing before me in all its wonder. I drank in every detail as I looked at her from head to toe, from her gorgeous auburn hair flowing over her shoulders, to her full breasts standing out proudly, her tiny waist and full hips tapering down to her long legs and the crowning glory, a patch of fine auburn hair above her glistening slit.
Marisa looked at me for a second and then smiled her wonderful smile, holding her hand out towards me. “You like?” she asked.
“Oh, yeah!” I breathed. “Mucho!”
She stepped closer to me and planted a kiss full on my mouth, then jerked on my towel, dropping it on the floor, revealing my growing erection. As I had stood there looking at her I had briefly wondered if jerking off like I did would hamper my ability to become aroused, but that doubt was answered right away, and I guess it was obvious to her that my cock was indeed rising to the occasion and that she wanted to check it out. She looked down at my hard on and whispered, “Si, muy caliente!” as she reached forward to caress it. She pulled back my foreskin slightly then caressed the exposed head with her thumb, before dropping to her knees in front of me, using my discarded towel as a cushion. She looked up at me questioningly and said, “Suckee, suckee?”
I whispered, “Si!” as she caressed my rock hard cock with her hand. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, and then as my cock entered her mouth I couldn’t believe how good it felt. Her tongue circled the head even as she pushed her lips further down my shaft, and then I thought to myself that it was probably just as well that I had cum just a few minutes before, or else I would probably have cum right there and then! She sucked on my pole for a few seconds longer and I believe that at one point she took the entire length into her mouth – admittedly not a great feat as my cock was probably just less than six inches long.
After a while she pulled away and looked up at me with that dazzling smile and said, “Ahora, fuckee, fuckee?” There was no mistaking what she meant and my heart was racing as she stood up and led me over to the bed. She lay down on the bed and spread her legs wide apart, then pulled me towards her. Somewhat awkwardly I leaned over her and knelt between her legs, unsure of what to do next. She smiled again, then reached up to put one hand on the back of my neck and pulled me closer to her. At the same time she grabbed my throbbing cock and started to guide it towards her glistening pussy. I felt the tip of my cock touch her pussy lips and she pushed her hips up at me. I started to slide inside her and then I was really glad that I had made myself cum earlier, for otherwise I think I would have shot my load even before I was all the way in. The feeling was so glorious I finally understood why guys chase after any pussy they can: it felt like a warm velvet glove was enveloping my entire being and I pushed a little harder until I could go no further. I started to pull back out and then back in to try to repeat the sensation. It worked and it felt even better the second time! I did it again and then again and then settled in to a rhythmic pistoning motion, back and forth, back and forth, while Marisa sighed, and I hoped they were sighs of pleasure. At the top of one stroke I momentarily paused and she immediately pushed her hips up towards me to force me back inside her. I resumed my slow rhythmic stroking and she egged me on, murmuring, “Mas! Mas!”
I settled into a steady rhythm, gradually increasing the pace as my excitement grew. I started to get the familiar tightening in my balls that meant they would soon be ready to release their hot load, so in an effort to prolong the pleasure I slowed my pace down a little. As soon as I did that, however, Marisa started to move her hips back and forth, thus continuing the motion, and frustrating my attempt to delay my impending orgasm. What took me over the top, however, was when she started rotating around my shaft as well as driving her hips back and forth. “Oh, god!” I moaned, “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” and sure enough a split second later I felt my hot cum shoot through my cock and explode inside her. The spasms seemed to go on and on, and Marisa continued swiveling around my hardness until it became almost painful. I collapsed on top of her, my entire body quivering, and she put her arms around me, holding me tight until I recovered. I raised my head and looked into her beautiful brown eyes, and then kissed her on her rosy red lips and then on her neck. We lay in that position for quite a while, until she gently rolled me over on to my back and my limp dick plopped out of her. She got off the bed, gently patted me on the chest and murmured, “Un momentito,” before disappearing into the bathroom. My senses were reeling after the experience I had just enjoyed, with opposing feelings of exhilaration and sadness: exhilaration that I had finally got to know what real sex felt like and sadness that she would soon leave me, alone once more.
My head was full of these thoughts when Marisa emerged from the bathroom, carrying a small bowl of warm water and a towel. She smiled as she sat on the bed and started to wash my rather tender cock and then my balls, and then gently patted them dry with the towel. “OK, baby?” she asked.
“Si!” I affirmed, and sat up to kiss her on the cheek. My cock may have been sore, but it soon proved to still have life as it started to harden again. She smiled and stood up, and then took the bowl back into the bathroom.
When she returned she smiled and said, “Ahora! I must go now!” and then lapsed back into Spanish. “Pero, manana noche,” pointing at herself and then at me, “Aqui, mas fuckee fuckee, OK?”
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