Becca’s hand rose higher. Her nails tickled the lips between Cin’s hips, before the soft pads of her fingers made her take in a sharp breath.
Cin’s pussy had never gotten much attention. Even from her. It was just pretty hard to reach, with a ridiculously sized girlcock and a matching set of balls in front of it.
“That's what I expected to find when I stole that drink,” Becca giggled, every word a kiss right to Cin’s dick. “Gotta switch hands.”
She wiggled her off hand, where only three fingers sported those long red nails. The middle and ring were trimmed and smooth.
Becca took her hand off Cin’s pussy, and began pumping it around Cin’s cock, while she started to, as far as Cin could tell, fuck her own throat with those two fingers.
After a gag, they came out trailing a strand of thick saliva, and found their way to Cin’s entrance.
“Ooohh… might not have needed that mami, you are soaked,” she teased as her fingers ran between Cin’s slick lips. “Always better to be polite though, you know?”
Cin didn’t. But she’d remember this lesson.
And she’d remember the first time anyone slipped inside her.
For as good as Becca was at working a cock, Cin thought she could be forgiven for thinking she might not be as adept with more delicate bits.
She was wrong.
After a moment's searching, Becca’s fingers found exactly the right spot. A spot that made Cin’s cock twitch every time she stroked it, which tonight's paramour found endlessly entertaining.
Well, maybe not endlessly. She brought it’s dance to an end herself, finally wrapping those red lips around it with a satisfied ‘hmm’.
Becca was more or less using Cin’s pussy as a handle to pull her hips to her mouth, bobbing in time with her strokes like this was something she did every night.
Maybe she did. But for Cin…
What a first fucking time, Cin thought, just trying to keep her knees from buckling under the kind of sensory assault that drove lesser women insane.
It was kind of driving her insane anyway.
Becca pulled off with a pop, a bratty smirk, and eyebrow raised in challenge.
“So am I just going to be doing this all night, or– ah! Mami!”
Becca giggled and squealed as Cin grabbed her by the armpits lifting her easy and pressing her down to the bed.
She gathered Becca’s wrists in one hand easily, pressing them to the pillow above her head while her other cupped Becca’s chin for a frantic, ravenous kiss.
Becca moaned into Cin’s mouth, legs wrapping around Cin’s waist, pulling her hips to her own.
Cin’s cock pressed into the soft heat of Becca’s hole, but was thwarted by those stunning red panties.
She growled, and reached down to rip them away, but Becca shifted her hips, making Cin’s cock slip up, and making Becca bit her lip as Cin’s head slid over her clit.
“You like that?” Cin asked, starting to slowly thrust her hips, gliding her cock over the soaked fabric covering Becca’s lips.
Becca gasped, and kept that lip between her teeth as she nodded, eyes half closed in pleasure.
So she needed a little more foreplay. Of course she did, Cin was huge. Couldn’t let eagerness ruin her first time, even if her first time was feeling more like a porn shoot.
And to be fair, watching Becca squirm, feeling her wet pussy pulse against the underside of her shaft, Cin wasn’t sure the next step could really feel that much better.
She played with her for a while. For all of Becca’s apparent experience and confidence, it seemed like a fat cock pressed against her clit turned her brain all they way off.
Cin tweaked her nipples, pulled her hair, and just for fun, saw how far she could get her fingers down Becca’s throat. All it did was make her moan, and try to suck them deeper.
“You are such a perfect fucktoy, aren’t you baby?” Cin chuckled, still pulsing her fingers at the tight, wet entrance to Becca’s throat. Becca moaned a sound that was almost certainly “Mmmhmmmm!”
Cin pulled her fingers out of Becca’s throat, and traced the spit slick digits down her tits, her soft stomach, to the panties that were the last pathetic bulwark between Cin’s cock and her womb.
“Only one last thing to do to be sure, huh?” Cin cooed, sliding Becca’s panties to the side.
She’d been wrong. This was definitely going to feel better. The instant she felt the soft velvet heat of Becca’s lips against her shaft, she knew being inside her would be another level entirely.
She pulled back, letting her cock fall to line up, and looked at Becca, she was going to relish the look on her face as it went i–
“Wait!” Becca said, panicked, as Cin found her face scared and embarrassed instead of in rapt anticipation like she expected.
“Okay?” Was all Cin could say. She was pretty goddamn confused.
“God you’re so fucking hot…” Becca said, which didn’t make Cin less confused, just a bit more hopeful. Then Becca gave her the sweet kind of smile pretty girls give people they want to forgive them. “But unless you want to marry me mami, my pussy is prohibido.”
Cin felt her jaw drop, but didn’t do anything to fix it.
Becca was scrambling.
“Yeah, I mean, you almost made me forget, but, sorry baby, I don’t fuck without a ring,” she said, but also started pumping her hand along Cin’s cock again, which was… promising?
“Doesn’t have to be over though, you can fuck my throat if you want–”
“Hah!”
“Wha- what?”
“Oh, you weren’t joking?” Cin asked, and Becca wiggled out from under her, then twisted herself around getting her head between Cin’s legs.
“No! I’m good, beleive me! Sorry, I know I’ve been a tease…”
“What?” Cin said, distracted by this new and exciting angle.
Goddamn that would have been a nice pussy to break myself in on…
God had played a cruel trick on everyone that loved thick latinas making Becca religious. And made it funnier by making her believe in loopholes.
Cin pulled her eyes away from Becca’s perfect puffy pussy, to where her face was once more half hidden by cock. She, somehow apologetically, lapped at one of Cin’s balls.
“You don’t have to be sorry, you can always say no, but, uh…” Cin looked at Becca, then her cock, and finally Becca’s throat. The math didn’t seem to be mathing there, a throat had a lot of important things in it Cin’s cock would have to push out of the way. “You sure?”
“Mmmhmmm,” she said, a sound communicated to Cin more via vibration through her balls than airwaves.
“Oh fuck,” Cin growled, the gesture of complete submission flipping a switch inside her, one that made her really not give a fuck what was in that throat, as long as it included her cock. “Spank me if you can’t take it, otherwise I’m treating your mouth like someone very lucky is going to treat your pussy someday.”
She rocked her hips back, chuckling as she heard one of her nuts pop off the seal of Becca’s lips. She lined up, then gave them something else to suck.
Kind of.
Becca had said Cin could fuck her throat, and while that was technically a two player game, Becca’s controller only had one button, and that was labeled TAKE IT.
A distant part of Cin felt bad when her head rammed into Becca’s throat barrier the first time, drawing the sexiest little sound you’ve ever heard out of it and making her cute tummy spasm.
A much closer, much more in control part of Cin just felt frustrated.
“Open the fuck up, Becca,” she growled, leaning forward as the girl coughed and sputtered. “This is barely even a blowjob!”
Those words were a surprise, but fuck did they feel right.
And it seemed like they were right, because instead of getting mad, Becca grabbed Cin’s thighs, uselessly trying to pull her deeper.
“F-fuck,” Cin groaned, she might not be getting deepthroated yet, but that didn’t make Becca’s mouth any less heavenly. Then she gathered herself, and grabbed down hard on Becca’s pussy.
The girl’s yelp of surprise felt good. Every sound she fucking made felt good, and Cin had just found a new instrument to play.
“Let’s see if some moans can open up that tiny little throat,” she said, and slipped two fingers into Becca’s soaking snatch.
A failure, at first. Becca’s back arched, and those moans felt great, but Cin wasn’t getting any deeper.
“Jesus christ,” Cin growled, and found a little extra athleticism, holding herself up with just thighs and abs as she brought her other hand around to Becca’s nipple.
“C’mon, bitch, say ah!” She hissed, and gave the sensitive nub a tug.
Becca did, involuntarily or otherwise, and that did it. Cin slid down her throat, balls slapping onto Becca’s eyes as Cin roared in lustful victory.
She felt Becca’s hand fly to her throat as Cin began to thrust. She wasn’t sure what she was trying to do with it, but it made the tightest, wettest hole Cin had ever experience even tighter, so she could panic all she wanted. Unless Cin felt a sharp slap on the ass, she was going to see how much this slutty little jesus freak could take.
Not that she wasn’t a giving lover. She’d removed her hand from Becca’s breast, having served it’s purpose, and used it to prop herself up while she played with Becca’s trembling pussy.
She was thrusting hard enough into Becca’s mouth the recoil was fucking the girl on her fingers without her even having to move.
She moved anyway, curling them up and in, matching the rhythm of her hips.
While the only sound Becca was really capable of making right now was a gorgeous ‘Gluk! Gluk! Gluk!’, her body responded in all the right ways to Cin’s attention.
“You like that baby?” Cin asked. “Gonna feel a lot like that when you finally let me fuck you.”
She honestly had no idea if Becca could hear her, wearing her thighs as earmuffs like she was, but goddamn was she getting off on dominating this beauty.
Hadn’t even known she had that in her.
The sloppy sounds of sopping wet mouthsex filled the room for the next half hour, broken only be the occasional gasp, when Cin remembered Becca needed to breathe, or half-voiced moan, forced out through a throat full of cock.
Cin could feel herself starting to twitch, and didn’t see any real reason to keep herself from giving Becca her just reward.
“Gonna cum,” she moaned, and sat back, grabbing Becca’s throat with both hands and pulling her to the base.
Becca, trooper to the end, grabbed Cin’s cheeks, pulling herself just that much tighter.
“Gah-AH!” Cin gasped, as orgasm surged through her. Her balls made sticky noises as they clenched, un-gluing and re-sticking themselves from Becca’s forehead, slick with spit and pre.
Cin forced herself to look down, instead of closing her eyes and raising her head to the sky. She didn’t want to miss…
There.
Each twitch of her cock, each coughing swallow, she could see it clear as day against the smooth caramel skin of Becca’s neck.
Fuck sunrises. That is beauty.
She stayed there, still cumming for a good thirty seconds until Becca began to frantically slap at her ass.
In the post-orgasm haze, it took Cin a moment to remember that was the safe ‘word’.
She scrambled off, and Becca immediately jolted up and off the bed, coughing up white sludge.
“Dios-holy holy god shit!” She gasped, as Cin just kind of… patted her back? What did you do when you’d just nearly drowned a stranger in girlcum. Fortunately, once she had breath, Becca started laughing. “You were like a fucking firehose puta! I was okay then… I think you actually filled my stomach, and it started to try and go into my lungs! Sorry, I mean I tried–”
“Insane time to apologize,” Cin laughed, kissing Becca on her disgusting, destroyed, beautiful forehead. The pressed back on her shoulders, and Becca let herself be guided as Cin settled between her legs. “You were a fucking phenomenon, baby. Now, I’m gonna eat your pussy till you pass out, okay? Always wanted to try this.”
Becca gave her an excited giggle and a thumbs up, and after another half hour and Cin drinking enough pussy juice she was starting to feel full, it was mission accomplished.