Finally he spoke. “What…?” his voice trailed off.
Hovering over him, she said, “You were mugged in an alley late Friday night, or early Saturday morning. My sister and some friends found you and brought you here. Please drink some more.”
He drank and fell asleep, in spite of himself.
When he woke, he was cold, hungry, and his head ached. She was sitting at the foot of the bed, knitting.
“I’m cold,” he said.
She was instantly by his side. “I’ll get you some broth and tea.”
Before leaving, she covered him with another blanket. Hearing conversations from the kitchen, he wondered what had really happened to him, how she knew his name—and why was she alone with him?
To his surprise, Linda returned with a bowl and a coffee mug on a tray.
She placed a second pillow under his head, then spoon-fed him some chicken broth and warm, sweet tea. He gladly accepted the food and beverage and observed her captivating movements as she tended him. Flashes of breasts and the warm food raised his physical and emotional temperature. He was no longer cold and his headache subsided.
“I crushed some aspirin into the soup. I hope it helps with your pain,” she said with concern on her face.
Speaking with a weak voice, he said, “It’s working. I feel better and I’m no longer cold. May I ask where I am and what I’m doing here?”
“You’re in my home. I live here with my sister, Gabriela. Some friends and I found you in an alley on the way home early this morning and brought you here.”
“The lady at San Miguel’s said you couldn’t speak English, but that obviously isn’t true.”
“That story’s a ruse, used to speed up the process. How are you feeling? I’d like to find out if you’re as good the second time as the first,” she said, allowing her robe to fall to the floor.
Her hair was still damp from a bath or shower and her bodacious body was slick with oil. Gabriela returned to the room and stood beside her; she, too, was nude. Chas was stunned. He was looking at two of the most beautiful and well-built women he had ever seen.
“Last night was for business but today is for my pleasure, our pleasure,” she said, nodding to Gabriela.
She tore the blankets from his body. “El Toro is limp,” she said, joking.
Taking his penis into her hand, she stroked it erect. From behind and above him, Gabriela lowered her breasts to his face and dragged them back and forth sensuously. His body stiffened at the unexpected pleasure and he groaned when Linda kissed the head of his cock and her tongue encircled it. She took his dick deep into her throat and massaged it with her tongue. At the same time Gabriela forced his mouth open with a long, hard nipple.
Linda stroked the length of his erection, while Gabriela continuously filled his mouth with one succulent nipple, then the other. His body was on fire. Linda sucked faster. He licked harder until he was about to explode.
As if by intuition, she stopped and Gabriela stood. He was released momentarily from pleasure and wondered what to expect.
He felt their bodies crawl onto the bed, one from either end. Gabriela’s flat stomach passed over his face and chest until she settled her snatch over his face. At the same time, Linda straddled his body. He felt soft hair at the tip of his cock, and the warm walls of her vagina surrounded his penis.
Chas caught his breath as his nose and mouth were stimulated by the smell and taste of a ripe cunt, while muscular coils were wrapped around his cock. He grabbed Gabriela’s hips, pulled her closer, raised his head searching for her core, and lifted his hips to increase the stimulation of Linda’s pulsating pussy.
He was in heaven. His penis was inflamed by vibrating spirals, while his tongue was feasting on a similar but smaller genital. Linda pumped faster and faster and Chas increased the speed of his tongue. Gabriela’s body stiffened and she sighed in pleasure, climaxing. She fell, leaving his face and mouth covered with warm, wet fluids. With Gabriela gone, Linda fell to his chest, placed a luscious treat in his mouth, and, as he sucked, she went wild, caressing his cock with pistonlike regularity. Chas tried to maintain control, but multiple stimulations overtook him. Spitting her nipple from his mouth, he exploded in a volcanolike release. Wave after wave of pleasure shook his body as he erupted again and again into Linda’s depths, her loud orgasm followed his.
“El Toro…El Toro…El Toro…” she droned in his ear.
It was dark outside when he awoke. Linda was gone but Gabriela sat at the end of the bed. He observed her through half-closed eyes. She was more beautiful than her sister. They were both well-endowed but Gabriela’s appearance was more pleasing.
“What time is it?” he asked.
Startled, she looked up from her knitting and gave him a smile. “It’s time for you to eat,” she said. “There’s a basin of water in the washroom. You can clean up and come to the kitchen.”
As she stood and turned, Chas observed a flash of curves and watched her step erotically from the room. He cleaned himself in the rudimentary facilities and hurried to the kitchen. He wanted to be in her company, as soon and as long as possible.
They sat across the table from each other. She had prepared lentil soup with bread and hot tea. He asked her how they knew his name.
“The muggers left your military ID card at the scene,” she said. “So we discovered your name, but that’s all we know. Tell me about yourself.”