As 2009 stretched into 2010, we were now thinking about the next big events: graduation, our wedding, and our honeymoon. Our time became really cramped, as we had to squeeze all our preparations in. On top of this, we were also thinking of moving out of our apartment and finding a house of our own.
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Stress continued to build, and it felt as if the walls were closing in around us. It was winter break 2010, which for our college was in February. It was a mini-break before Spring Break, which for us was in April.
We had been sitting in our living room together one night, both of us curled up on separate ends of the couch reading books. It was our rare downtime, but by downtime it involved Liliana looking over her notes and working on a project for one of her classes that was due before Spring Break. That professor, Professor Dulles, had been a veritable slave driver throughout her college career. She was tucked in the corner of the couch, wearing an oversized shirt and pair of satin pajama bottoms, her long chestnut brown hair tied up in a messy bun on the top of her head, a yellow highlighter pushed through the center of the bun and holding it together. Her large brown doe eyes remained focused behind her large glasses. Good God, she has always been the sexiest woman alive!
She had sighed after making a note in her notebook, and looked over at me.
“Pablo asked me if I wanted to go out to dinner with him this Friday night,” she said. I glanced back over at her in surprise. After she had blown Pablo, they had flirted some more but had not had a chance to hook up again. She told me that the sexual tension was still there, and that he would sneakily cop a feel when working with her, but they never seemed to be able to get their timing right.
“What did you tell him?” I asked excitedly.
“I told him I had to come up with an excuse to tell you so I could go,” she said with a smirk. Pablo didn’t know that I knew about what had happened between the two of them. He saw it as their “dirty little secret”. Naturally, I encouraged it because it only turned me on more.
“Tell him that you told me you’re going on a Girl’s Night Out or something like that,” I said . “Then obviously you’ll have to tell me everything.”
I couldn’t wait until Friday night. Each day dragged on, the anticipation building. By the time she was going to leave Friday night, my balls were so full of cum I thought they’d burst like grenades.
She left the apartment wearing a skin tight white minidress that had a low cut top, giving anyone who saw her a great view of her cleavage. When she walked, her tits jiggled. I had withheld jacking off all week, instead wanting to save up for when she came home on Saturday and I could reclaim her. But seeing her like that instantly got me hard. Her hair was let down and not in her customary ponytail, and her hair seemed to shimmer around her face. Her heels clacked on the floor as she walked toward the front door, her purse in hand. She draped her long black coat over her shoulders as she turned toward me and kissed me, and I noticed that she had put on deep red lipstick.
“I’ll see you in the morning,” she said with a grin. To keep up the facade that she was on a Girl’s night, she had called for a taxi to take her to the restaurant. I watched her get into the back of the cab, then as it drove away I went back to the couch to begin the waiting game.
I had dozed off on the couch when my phone ringing woke me up. Startled, I looked around and saw it vibrating on the coffee table. I reached over and looked at it. I was surprised to see that it was Liliana calling me.
“Hello?” I asked, just a little groggy.
“Hey baby,” she said on the other end of the phone. “Listen, I know it’s late, but do you think you can come pick me up? I, uh, had to make a hasty exit.”
“Sure,” I said. “Where are you?” Liliana gave me the address, and I recognized it as being on campus. I hung up the phone and looked at the time. It was 12:30am. I frowned. It sounded like something had gone wrong.
Fifteen minutes later, I was pulling up to a bus stop on the campus. Liliana was sitting there with her coat wrapped around her, her purse on her lap. I pulled over and put my truck in park so she could get in.
“Well that was a cluster,” she said as she closed the door.
“What happened?”’ I asked.
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When Liliana got dropped off, she was dropped off at a newer restaurant in the downtown party district. She was dressed like other girls who frequented this joint, which was big for her because she didn’t relish in dressing up.
Pablo had been standing at the bar, the bar backlit by neon pink and green lights. When he saw her, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. Because he looked so mature, he tended not to be ID’d by the staff. He had told her that they had reservations already.
He led her to their table, wearing a silk button up shirt with the top buttons undone, exposing his cross necklace, and a pair of white jeans. They sat at a table and talked. Small talk mostly, with Liliana regaling him with tales of wedding planning and house hunting. Pablo listened, but he listened like an 18-going-on-19 year old who was full of cum. His green eyes had remained locked on her tits the entire time.
They ordered drinks and dinner, and she said that it was fantastic. After dinner their talk had turned to reminiscing about their time in the library. He told her that he had been thinking about it nonstop, and that he couldn’t get it out of his head. It still got him hard thinking about how she had swallowed his cum, and he wanted her so bad. He wondered if she felt the same? Of course, Liliana told him that she had felt the same way.
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We got back to our apartment and went back inside. Liliana led me into the bedroom, hooking her fingers into the waistband of my pants and gently applying pressure. I could feel my heart begin to race, my excitement intensifying. Once in the bedroom she slipped out of her minidress, and she faced me wearing just her white G-string. She led me over to the bed, unzipping my pants and pulling my already hard cock out of my boxer briefs as I laid back.
I could feel the cool metal of her engagement ring on my cock as her light, delicate hand wrapped around me and began to stroke me up and down. She looked into my eyes, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
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Liliana and Pablo had left the restaurant in his car and went back to his apartment. Pablo lived in an apartment just off campus, right around the corner from the dorms. Liliana was surprised because Pablo was a freshman, but it was a Community College so living on campus wasn’t mandatory.
They had gone inside and upstairs into what definitely seemed like an apartment that belonged to an 18 year old. There were glow in the dark posters on the wall, a mix of movie posters and video game posters as well. Dishes were piling up in the sink, and the TV was on with a gaming console paused. Liliana wasn’t sure what the game system was, and she didn’t care.
Pablo led her to the bedroom, a small room that actually seemed to be the cleanest room in the house. Liliana had taken her coat off and draped it on a rolling chair in front of his computer desk, then turned around. Pablo was there, his arms sliding along her sides, his hands finding the curvature of her buttocks. He leaned down, and she met him halfway in a passionate, hungry kiss. This was all about lust for Liliana and Pablo. She could feel his erection growing against her stomach.
“Now we don’t have to worry about your boyfriend walking in on us,” he murmured. She sighed as he began to kiss her neck, just under her ear lobe.
“He thinks I’m out with the girls tonight,” she giggled. “I told him I won’t be home until tomorrow.”
“Mmm, good,” he said. “You need a good fucking anyway to get rid of your stress.” Liliana let her hands work on his belt buckle, and soon his pants were down around his ankles along with his boxers. She sunk down to her knees and hungrily took his cock into her mouth. He groaned, running his fingers through her hair.
“Dios mio,” he murmured as he stood there listening to the soft sucking noises Liliana’s mouth made as she bobbed her head on his cock. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations that ran through his body from his cock.
Liliana took her cock sucking seriously, and she enjoyed it. She knew she could get guys to cum with her golden mouth and with her hands in just the right place. She already had a hand moving up to his balls, gently squeezing and tugging on them.
Pablo placed his hands underneath her jawline and gently pressed upward, encouraging her to stand up.
“We should move to the bed,” he said. He guided her over, helping her out of her minidress and tossing it aside over the chair with her jacket. She stood in front of him in just a white G-string and her heels. She adjusted the glasses on her face. Pablo pulled his shirt over his head, then gently pushed her back so she was sitting on the edge of the bed. He was still rock hard as he knelt on the ground between her legs, pushing her creamy white thighs apart with his hands. Using his fingers, he moved her G-string aside so he could reach her shaven pussy. He leaned in and his tongue began to dart in and out. She felt waves of pleasure wash over her, her head spinning, and she let her upper body fall backwards onto the bed. Her hands reached up and ran over his shortly cut hair, rubbing his scalp as his tongue teased her womanhood. He still moved like a novice, definitely not one seasoned in giving oral to a female, but he still got an A for effort. And he was definitely hitting the right notes.
Her hips began to buck, and wave after wave of warmth began to flood her body, running all the way up to her fingertips and her toes, all the way to the roots of her hair. She found herself morning, her hands trailing down his neck to his shoulders, squeezing them as she felt herself begin to come. Her hips continued to buck, until she found herself crying, grinding herself against his face. All of her energy, entire life force, all seemed to leave her in one sudden explosive outburst.
As her legs went limp, Pablo rolled her onto her stomach. He used his fingers to move her G-string over again, giving him access to her pussy.
“Your Gringo can’t make you cum like I can,” he said. She instinctively got onto her hands and knees, feeling Pablo’s hands on her hips. She then felt his cock slowly slide into her wet, sensitive pussy. She moaned as he eased himself in.
“That feels good Papi,” she said. She had taken a guess that a white girl like her calling him Papi would be a turn on for him. And her guess was correct as he began to thrust into her.
“You better believe that Mami,” he said, his balls gently smacking her thighs as he thrust into her. “You’re getting that good boricua pene now.” He held onto her hips as he thrust into her, the bed starting to rock underneath them.
Liliana could feel another orgasm coming up, just as Pablo was grabbing onto her hair and grunting. Her heels bounced against his calves as he continued to thrust into her, her head tilted back.
“You’re so tight Mami,” he said. “Your Gringo must have a tiny cock. He’s not stretching you like I’m gonna stretch you.”
“Please stretch me Papi,” she managed to squeak out. Pablo was grunting as he shifted on the bed, positioning himself behind her better. But he never lost his stride or his balance.
“I’m gonna fill that little pussy of yours up with so much cum,” Pablo said. “You like that? Do you want my cum?”
“Yes Papi!” Liliana cried out. She was seeing double now, and Pablo had picked up the pace of his thrusts. She could hear the meaty slaps of his waist against her ass, his pace quickening as he was getting closer to cumming.
Liliana could have sworn she heard the front door open and close, and initially thought that maybe it was a roommate of Pablo’s. She had never been to Pablo’s apartment before, so she didn’t know. His pace and rhythm had transitioned to jack rabbiting, and she knew he was moments away from cumming.
“Pablo are you home?” Came a voice from down the hallway. A female voice.
“Shit, my girlfriend’s here,” Pablo half-grunted/half-slurred. Liliana’s eyes snapped open wide in panic.
“Wait-WHAT?!” Liliana said. She looked over her shoulder, but as she did she could a Psmall familiar warm sensation filling her insides as Pablo gripped her hips and grunted. She couldn’t believe that he was actually cumming inside of her while he was getting caught by his girlfriend!
The girl at the bedroom door screamed, hurling a series of invectives towards Pablo and Liliana that Liliana could not understand. Pablo slipped his cock out of Liliana and turned to confront his angry girlfriend.
Liliana needed no extra encouragement. She sprung from the bed and rushed to grab her dress, coat, and purse. Luckily in their haste she had not removed her heels. The angry girlfriend charged at Pablo, leaving the door open for Liliana to escape. She made her way out, quickly slipping her dress back over her head in the living room before leaving the apartment and fishing her phone out of her purse.
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Liliana’s strokes had become quicker as she finished her story, and she could tell I was about to cum. She could feel my cock swelling in her hands. I looked at her, making eye contact.
“He came inside you?” I grunted. She nodded.
“Yeah baby,” she said. And with that, with her free hand, she took one of my hands and led it to her crotch. Pushing aside her G-string, I could feel her warn, wet pussy. And as I pulled my fingers back, I saw the milky white substance on them.
That was the tipping point. I grunted, and my hips began to buck as I lost control. Liliana aimed my cock toward her just as cum started to bubble from it. A thick rope blasted across the space, landing across her tits, as a week’s worth of pent up semen spilled forth, I felt like the room was spinning, and I laid my head back on the pillow as I kept cumming and Liliana kept stroking my cock.
Lying in bed afterwards, curled up together, I had my arm wrapped around her slender shoulders and her body brought into mine. It was left unspoken, but I figured tonight would be her last romp with Pablo.
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