Mafia Desire (Erotica)

He took her face in his hands and caressed her lips with his. They were so soft and tender. He sucked on her plump lower lip and she moaned and clung to him. His kiss became demanding and her tongue chased his in her mouth. He guided her back to the bed and laid her back on the mattress with her legs dangling over the end. He surprised her by immediately moving down and flipping her dress up to expose her naughty lace panties. When he pressed his lips to them Fiona reminded him exactly how much she loved sex.

“OH FUCK YES! LICK IT! LICK MY PUSSY, KYLE!”

He glanced up to her face as his ears rung from her cries. He put that aside and tugged her panties down her legs and off and got to work as requested.

“OH FUCK! FUCK! OH! GEEZUS! LICK IT! AHHHHHHH! SUCK MY WET PUSSY! YES! YES!! YES!!!!”

Kyle did his best to ignore the volume of Fiona’s excited dialog and concentrated on bringing her close to her release. His cock was stiff and throbbing and wanted to come out to play.

When he felt she was ready he pulled back from her pussy and quickly pulled off his clothes. Fiona lifted her dazed head and her eyes widened appreciatively when she saw Kyle’s hard cock. She dropped her head back against the mattress when Kyle pushed two fingers into her wet pussy.

He pumped them in and out a few times to get them slick with her juices. He then rubbed this slippery fluids over his cock.

Fiona’s head came back up just as he lifted her legs up to rest against his bare chest. This presented her glistening pussy for easy access. He pressed the thick head of his cock against her pussy lips and felt them part and accept his heat inside.

“OH MY GOD! YOU HAVE SUCH A FAT COCK! FUCK ME KYLE! FUCK ME!” she screamed.

So, he did.

He slammed himself all the way in and began to spank her ass with his pelvis as he set up brutal pace of fucking her gushing pussy. The wet sounds just got louder the longer he fucked her.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“FUCK ME! UH! UH! MY GOD! FUCK! YOU’RE GONNA- MAKE ME CUM!” she howled.

Kyle grinned as he had one more trick up his sleeve. He pushed Fiona’s legs up to her chest, lifting her ass higher. The angle made it too difficult to fuck her pussy so he pulled free and slapped the head of his cock against her twitching ass. Her eyes went wide then he slowly pushed his slick cock into her ass as she wailed incoherently.

“OOHHHHH MY ASS! FUCK IT! FUCK MY ASS- UHHH! WITH YOUR BIG COCK!”

He strummed Fiona’s clit and forced two fingers deep into her hot, wet pussy.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! FFFFAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! NNNNNYAAAA!!!” Fiona grunted as her mind had already begun ripping free of its moorings. She continued to make incoherent noises as she tipped over the edge into the ecstasy of her orgasm.

The squeezing of his cock in her tight ass was too much for Kyle so he drove it home one more time and sprayed her depths with his cum.

“YES! CUM! CUM FOR ME! FILL ME!” Fiona pleaded and gasped.

When his body had stopped surging he gently pulled free of Fiona’s ass and looked down at the panting blonde beauty. He helped her pull her dress off and moved her further up the bed then crawled in beside her. They were both too exhausted to do anything but cuddle and Fiona was asleep in moments.

Before he went completely under Kyle wondered at how quick it had been for them both but realized the entire evening had been foreplay. With a smile, he allowed himself to drift off.

Kyle made his way back up the driveway after going for an early morning jog around the neighborhood. He’s slept well and managed to slip out of bed without waking Fiona. He went through his normal morning exercises and decided he felt like a short run so he left her a note in case she woke while he was out. He didn’t intend on going far as jogging really wasn’t his thing but he didn’t have a bicycle so it was all he had.

On his way back he spotted a convenience store and stopped to pick up a newspaper as he wanted to keep an eye on his investments.

Climbing the stairs he heard the rumble of an old Cadillac pulling out of the garage next to Fiona’s. He watched it glide down the driveway towards the road but he couldn’t see who was inside. He turned back and headed towards Fiona’s front door.

“Good morning Kyle!”

He turned and saw Gloria standing in her doorway which faced Fiona’s across a short landing. His eyes were trapped by a rather daring display of cleavage and a sexy smile to go with it. He flashed back to their conversation the previous night. She was a cheeky one!

“Good morning Gloria. Well, don’t you look… delicious this morning!” he said allowing his eyes to roam boldly over her body as he smiled. The sheer white gown over her silk nightie displayed her curves and deep cleavage quite well. He could also tell she had a bit of a glow about her and appreciated his attention.

“Such a charmer! Would you like some coffee? I made muffins,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.

“Roger-”

“Just missed him. Heads out every day at the same time. He never tells me where he goes but he comes home in the evening smelling like a stable.”

“The track.”

She grinned and nodded. “On the nose. He plays the ponies but he never loses too much. I think he’s meeting his old army buddies there. Drinking buddies now.”

Kyle glanced back towards Fiona’s door. “I should-”

“From the sounds she was making last night I think you have a good hour or two before she wakes,” Gloria said with a wicked grin.

His eyes widened in surprise. “You heard that?”

“Her bedroom window was open and so was mine, in the hopes hers was,” Gloria smiled devilishly.

Kyle’s face warmed up. “Still…”

“You have time for coffee and a muffin,” she chided him gently.

He smiled at her persistence then nodded and stepped into her home. He slipped his runners off, dropped his newspaper on top of them, and followed her to her kitchen. The home was an identical, if reversed, layout to Fiona’s but Gloria’s furnishings, reflecting the tastes of her generation, was heavier with deeper cushions and elaborate styling on the legs of tables and chairs. She poured him a cup of coffee and offered him a plate of muffins. He took one and a napkin and followed her again to a seating area with a nice window facing out over the valley below.

“I love having my breakfast here every day. It’s so peaceful,” Gloria sighed happily.

“Your view is amazing,” he agreed. He looked back at her as she nibbled on the muffin. “Last night was fun. I mean, at the restaurant!”

She chuckled. “Yes it was. You were a really good sport considering how we were practically undressing you with our eyes all night.”

“Yeah, it felt like that,” he admitted, taking a bite of the baked goods. It was warm, soft, and he tasted a hint of cinnamon. He smiled in appreciation.