Naked Attraction

The woman on top of him was hot and amazing in bed. Nate had been on five dates with her, and tonight, Kristine had invited him to a motel. He liked aggressive women like her, women who knew exactly what they wanted, women who didn't need to be taught anything about s*x. He liked Kristine too. They got along well; she was kind to him and went along with his crazy antics in life. She was giving him playful nibbles on his chest while one of her thighs was rubbing his c**k. "You're so delicious," she told him, following it with a naughty giggle. Usually, dirty talks during s*x would be escalating Nate's arousal. But he seemed to be taking a while to get turned on tonight. Was there something wrong with his "weapon"? It was always ready for battle, especially when he was with a beautiful and sexy woman. He should be devouring this woman right now, f*****g her hard like he had been in prison for a long time. She should be screaming now from his intense thrusts, from his forceful penetration into her womanhood. He hadn't had any action in a month, for s**t's sake! Until Kristine noticed. "What's wrong?" she asked, lifting her face from his chest. Nate grimaced. "I... I'm not really in the mood, I guess." The woman was clearly disappointed. "O-okay..." "I'm sorry. I thought I was..." He sighed. "I like you, Kristine. Don't get me wrong. I just don't feel like it tonight." The woman got up and sat on the edge of the bed. "Actually, I've noticed on our dates that you seem to be deep in thought sometimes." "R-really?" She nodded. "You don't really like me, do you?" Kristine teased. "It's not like that. I told you, I really like you, that's true." "But there's someone else you like more than me?" Nate laughed. "Nah. It's not like that at all." Kristine looked at him with suspicion, then chuckled. "Uh, men. Who says we women are the complicated ones?" "I'm sorry, Kristine. I'd make it up to you next time." "Next time?" Her expression turned sour, though she didn't seem upset with him. "C'mon, Nate. Are we going to drag this out? I'm a busy career woman, and wasting time with a wrong date is a major no-no." "I understand, I'm sorry." "Don't apologize. We tried, didn't we?" "Yes, we did." She took a deep breath and crossed her arms. Kristine smiled as she looked at his manhood. "Even a blowjob, you don't want?" Nate laughed. "Tempting, but I'd rather not." "Lucky girl." He got up. "On the other hand..." he said, pulling the woman's waist and pulling her down. "How about I pleasure you before we part ways? So you have a nice memory of me." Her smile turned mischievous. "Oh, yeah? Like pleasure me how?" He flashed a sexy grin as he toyed with her lips with his hand. "How about I finger f**k you?" Her beautiful body twitched in anticipation. "Game!" Nate didn't rush to pleasure his companion. He initially f****d her mouth with his tongue, and then he made her suck two of his long fingers before trailing them down to her throat and in between her boobs. Kristine's t**s were round and firm, but he was thinking of somebody else's breasts right now. They were fuller, more enjoyable to touch, kiss, and use in a boob job. The owner of those crazy boobs was also the reason why his weapon wasn't cooperating tonight. Damn it. Kristine arched her back as Nate's hand moved down to her stomach. "Oohhh, hurry. I've been so wet." He chuckled. "I know." She opened her legs as his hand reached the center of them. He simultaneously inserted his index and middle finger into the woman's glistening jewel. Kristine gasped at the speed with which his fingers entered her. "D-damn!" She was dripping wet and ready to f**k. Sadly, only his fingers were available for her right now. But he would make sure she didn't go home disappointed. "Get a room for one more finger?" he teased her. "Yes, please," she purred. "Aaah..." she moaned as he added his ring finger to her. Nate thrust his long and fat digits in and out of her in a steady rhythm, watching her pretty face contort in pleasure. For him, there was nothing more beautiful than a woman's face while she was being pleasured during s*x. That was why he always made sure all of his women were being pleasured really well. "Oh, God! Nate... Nate! Oh, my! Oh, my!" Kristine moaned loudly, meeting the thrusts of his fingers into her womanhood. When he felt Kristine nearing her peak, he abruptly stopped moving his fingers. "W-wha— W-why did you stop?!" Kristine gasped. He could feel her inner core throbbing around his digits. "Relax," he said with a smile, pulling his fingers out. "You're too fast. I just want to prolong this." "You wanna torture me, huh?" He laughed and changed the woman's position. She was on all fours, her hands holding onto the bed's headboard, and he was kneeling right behind her. He plunged his three soaked fingers back into her cunt before she could even prepare for them. She screamed at the depth he reached inside her. Before Kristine could move, his fingers thrust again, faster, more forcefully. Ah, he loved watching her ass rotate and bob... But damn it. It was making him think of another woman's buttocks. Rounder, wider... more enjoyable to squeeze and slap. Nate hadn't expected to become obsessed with one woman's body. He always loved variety, but now, it seemed like he only wanted to f**k one very particular woman... And why? He had no f*****g idea at all. "Oooh, Nate! Your fingers are sooo good. Ooh! Keep going, keep going!" He didn't let her reach another peak, and she was almost going crazy with the pleasure that was being cut short. "Let me come, Nate. Oh, please... I-I can't take it anymore," she begged, her hands slapping the headboard of the bed in her intense frustration. "Okay, siren." It was then that he assaulted her dripping p***y with much more vigor and speed. This time, he made sure he was rubbing her G-spot as well. Her free hand slapped and squeezed one of her cheeks. "Aaah, s**t! s**t!" Kristine screamed, her face buried in the pillow. Her ass was up in the air, moving with his fingers that were f*****g her cunt. "I-I'm gonna c*m, Nate. Oh, God. I'm coming!" He sped up the sawing motion of his wet fingers in her wet hole, pushing with each thrust. Kristine let out a long scream as she orgasmed. He rode her climax with his fingers relentlessly ramming her v****a. He knew she had reached a long and intense peak before she collapsed on the bed, trembling as if she were having a seizure. "You okay?" he asked Kristine after a few moments of silence, while she remained lying face down. "G-goodness, you're intense. Just your fingers, huh?" she replied between gasps. Nate laughed, pleased and arrogant. "I have a lot of hidden talents." "Argh!" She rolled over in the bed, her whole body sweating. Her inner thighs were glistening from her s*x juice. Damn, if those thighs belonged to the woman he knew and was craving for right now, he would surely dive on them, lick the cream off, and proceed to f**k her with his c**k. Kristine didn't hide her disappointment. "Too bad I didn't get to taste your other hidden talents." Nate laughed louder and got up from the bed, picking up the clothes on the floor. A moment later, the woman was also getting dressed. "So, who's the lucky b***h?"