“Yeah, I guess,” he replied. “Most women aren’t interested in my nipples,” he said, looking down at his erect dick.
“Oh, you already know I’m feeling your dick.” I reached down and gave it a quick yank. He winced in pain, then grinned. “But I want to play with your chest.”
“You can play with whatever pleases you.”
“Have you ever had a woman show you how she wants her nipples sucked by practicing on you?” I asked him, pinching and then pulling on his nipples harder.
“No, but if you intend to suck on them any way near the way you just sucked on my dick, I’m not sure I can handle it.”
I giggled. Dirty talk always turned me on, and even though I was the instigator, he was a quick learner, or an old pro. Whichever, I did not care.
The water was lukewarm, but it would not have mattered. The steam emanating from our bodies would have kept us warm. I moved even closer to him and drew one of his nipples into my mouth. It was salty and hard. I held onto it and worked my tongue over it. Aleck moaned. For the next few minutes, I showed him what I wanted him to do to my breasts. How I wanted him to knead them with his powerful hands, then slurp and lick all over my nipples until they could cut diamonds. How I wanted him to devour my breasts like they were the best two things on earth. My breasts had always been my weakest link. When a man even brushed across them, my pussy got wet.
I looked up and he had his head thrown back, his eyes closed. His hard dick was poking into my belly button so I must have hit upon one of his weak links as well. While I craved to have him inside of me, we had all night. I wanted to make the most of every secon
d.
“There,” I whispered, letting go of the chest action once I felt him come all over my stomach, even under the water. “Did that feel good to you, Baby?”
“Yes…yes…hell, yes,” he managed to get out. “You’re doing all this sucking on me. When do I get to suck on something?”
“Right now.” I pulled Aleck down by his shoulders onto the knees in the water and then held up one of my breasts so he could suckle on it. “That’s right, Aleck. Suck it like it’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever tasted. Suck it like you always do.”
Oops. I did not mean to let that slip out. I waited to see if he would question my last comment. He did not; just kept sucking.
“Mmm, that’s it, Papi.” I caressed the back of his head with my fingertips. “Show me how much you want me.”
“I do want you,” he whispered. “I want every part of you.”
“So you’ll do it…you’ll give it to me in all three holes.”
He stopped for a minute and grinned at me. “One down, two to go.” He started planting kisses all over me and I felt his fingers enter my pussy. “Damn, how can a pussy be so juicy under water?”
“Because you turn me on,” I replied.
I lifted my leg and he helped me brace it up on his shoulder, both of us realizing what was next. He did something nothing short of incredible. Aleck took my other leg, threw it over his other shoulder in one quick movement and then stood up as he began to lick my pussy lips.
“Oh, shit!” I exclaimed, shivering a little in the cool night air. He moved his head from side to side, licking every spot and then he did it…he slid his smooth tongue inside of me and my thighs trembled. “Ooh, Papi! Yes! Do me just right. That’s it, Baby! Um, it feels so damn good!”
I had never talked that much during sex but I had dreamed about it. Now I was letting all my inhibitions go.
I stared at the moon as my body went weak. The orgasm came like a lightning storm and sent a streak from my big toe to my eyelids. Aleck kept eating me and I wanted to beg him to stop but I could not even find a breath, rather less my voice.
Aleck gripped me tighter by the ass cheeks and carried me out of the water, then lay me down on the sand. He never broke his stride with his tongue action. Not for a second.
“Enough!” I screamed out, as another orgasm rippled through me. “I can’t take anymore.”
Aleck stopped and caressed my thighs, which were now shaking like a washing machine during the rinse cycle. “You like the way I eat this pussy, Baby?”
“I love it, but I really can’t take anymore.”
He grinned. “Maybe later, then.” Suddenly he looked concerned. “Damn!”
“What?”
“I don’t have a condom. I had hoped but… I really didn’t think that we would…”
“It’s okay,” I said, rubbing my fingers across his chin. “I’m on birth control.”