SINFUL ENCOUNTERS

Episode 8

THE RED ROOM AFTER CLOSING PT 2

Nadia sighed and slid one hand into his hair.

“Again. Slower at first.”

He did it again, licking broad and flat, tasting every inch of her. She was already soaked. Her juices coated his tongue and lips. He circled her c**t with the tip of his tongue, then sucked it gently into his mouth. Nadia’s hips jerked.

“f**k, that’s good,” she breathed. “Keep sucking my c**t. Use your tongue right there.”

Mateo focused on her c**t, sucking and flicking while two fingers slid inside her tight heat. She was hot and slick inside, gripping his fingers as he pumped them slowly. He curled them upward, searching for that spot. When he found it, Nadia moaned louder and pulled his hair tighter.

“Right there. Don’t stop.”

He licked faster, sucking her c**t while his fingers rubbed that spongy spot inside her.

Wet sounds filled the room, his mouth on her p***y, his fingers sliding in and out. Nadia’s thighs started to tremble around his head. Her breathing turned into short, sharp gasps.

“Oh s**t! I’m going to….”

She came hard. Her p***y clenched around his fingers and a sudden gush of hot liquid flooded his mouth. She squirted, soaking his chin and the front of his shirt.

Mateo kept licking through it, drinking her down, his c**k leaking steadily in his pants from how good she tasted and how hard she was coming.

Nadia’s body shook for long seconds. When the spasms finally slowed, she pulled his head back by the hair. Her eyes were dark, chest rising fast.

“Get up here,” she said, voice rough.

Mateo stood.

Nadia reached for his belt and yanked it open. She shoved his pants and boxers down in one rough motion. His c**k sprang free, thick and flushed dark, the head shiny with precum. It bobbed heavily between them.

Nadia wrapped her hand around the base and stroked once, spreading the slickness. “Nice thick c**k. You’re going to f**k me now.”

She pulled him closer and guided the head to her entrance. Mateo pushed forward. The first inch slid into her tight, wet heat.

They both groaned.

She was still pulsing from her orgasm. He sank deeper, stretching her open until his hips pressed against her thighs and he was buried to the balls.

“f**k,” he muttered. “You feel so good.”

“Move,” she ordered.

He started thrusting, slow at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. Her p***y made wet, squelching sounds around his c**k. Nadia leaned back on the couch, one leg hooked over his hip, the other spread wide. Her t**s bounced inside the dress with every thrust.

“Harder,” she said.

Mateo gripped her hips and f****d her faster. The slap of skin on skin mixed with her moans. Every time he bottomed out, her walls squeezed him. She felt perfect, hot, slick, gripping him like she didn’t want to let go.

Nadia reached down and rubbed her c**t in fast circles. “I’m going to come again. Keep f*****g me just like that.”

Her second orgasm hit quickly and sharp. Her p***y clamped down on his c**k, pulsing and milking him. She squeezed him so tight it almost hurt. Mateo groaned, fighting the urge to come. His balls drew up tight, but he held back.

“Don’t you dare come yet,” Nadia warned, still shaking through her orgasm. “You come when I say.”

She pushed him back until his c**k slipped out of her with a wet sound. Then she stood up, turned around, and bent over the arm of the couch. Her ass was round and full, still covered by the dress pushed up to her waist. She reached back and spread her cheeks, showing him her dripping p***y and tight little asshole.

“f**k me from behind.”

Mateo stepped up and slammed back inside her in one thrust. The new angle was deeper. He could feel the head of his c**k hitting her cervix with every stroke. He grabbed her hips and pounded into her, watching his thick c**k disappear between her ass cheeks again and again. Her p***y made louder, wetter noises now.

Nadia moaned and pushed back to meet his thrusts. “Yes, f**k me harder. Use that cock.”

He gave it to her harder, skin slapping loud. Sweat started to run down his back. His balls slapped against her c**t with every thrust. Nadia came a third time, her walls rippling around him, squeezing his c**k like a fist. She cried out, body shaking, juices running down her thighs.

Still he didn’t come. His c**k was throbbing, aching, but he held on because she told him to.

Nadia pulled him off again. She turned, pushed him down onto the couch on his back, and climbed on top. She straddled him, took his slick c**k in her hand, and sank down slowly, taking every inch until her ass rested on his thighs.

“Now I’m going to ride you,” she said.

She started moving, rolling her hips in slow, deep circles at first, then lifting up and slamming down. Her t**s bounced heavily. Mateo reached up and squeezed them through the dress, pinching her hard n*****s. Nadia moaned and rode him faster.

Her fourth orgasm built quick. She ground her c**t against his pubic bone while his c**k stretched her deep. When she came, she squeezed him even tighter, her p***y fluttering and pulsing around his shaft.

Mateo’s jaw clenched. His balls were tight and painful now.

“Please,” he gasped.

“Nadia, please I need to come. I’m so close.”

“Not yet,” she said, still riding him through her orgasm. “Beg me.”

She slowed her movements, teasing him with shallow strokes that kept him right on the edge but didn’t let him tip over. His c**k was rock hard inside her, leaking constantly.

“Please, let me come inside you. I’ve been holding it for so long. Your p***y feels too good. Please, Nadia, let me fill you up.” He begged, his voice cracked slightly.

She smiled down at him, dark and satisfied. She leaned forward, her t**s pressing against his chest, and whispered against his mouth, “Come for me. Fill my p***y right now.”

Mateo groaned loud and thrust up hard. His c**k pulsed deep inside her as he finally came. Thick, hot spurts of c*m shot into her, filling her up. He kept coming, long powerful jets that overflowed around his c**k and ran down his balls. Nadia kept riding him slowly, milking every last drop while he shook underneath her.

When he finally stopped pulsing, she stayed seated on his c**k, letting him stay buried inside her warmth. Both of them were breathing hard, skin slick with sweat. The room smelled like s*x.

Nadia looked down at him, one hand stroking his chest.

“Good boy, you held it like I told you to. That means we’re going to do this again.”she murmured.

Mateo lay there, c**k still twitching inside her, heart still racing. He had no idea how deep this was going to go with Nadia, but right now, with her p***y wrapped around him and her taste still on his tongue, he knew one thing for sure.

He was already addicted.