Chatting with Elena

Elena sighs and shakes her head with sympathy at the sound of the slamming door. She still straddles your lap, your wilting cock slowly slipping out of her pussy.

"That girl is a mess," she says. "Her Mama fucked her up good, got her so she don't know what to do with a man. But she's got it bad for you, Vato. You got her all confused. Her pussy boiling over like an old Chevy radiator, wanting you." She pauses to kiss you, slipping her tongue into your mouth. "Why don't you fuck her? You like girls; you just made that real clear to me." She chuckles with earthy, satisfied lust and rubs her breasts against you.

"She's told you about what's going on at the office?" you ask, softly fondling Elena light brown body.

"Mmmmm, your hands feel good. Sure she told me. She can't stop talking about it. How you spank her and **** her and fuck that other girl in front of her. You let her suck you but you don't give her what she's craving, man. She's going crazy. She's already begging for it, what more do you need?" She nibbles your lips as she talks, her breath hot against your skin.

"Maybe I don't want her."

"I think maybe you want to break her. So she's just a toy for you. I've seen men like you, vato. You're a bad one aren't you?"

"You think so?"

"I know so. You're a dangerous one."

"So why are you naked in my lap."

"Maybe because I like dangerous men. Maybe because you couldn't break me."

"No?"

She chuckles again and kisses you. "No, you'd kill me before you broke me. Or I'd kill you." You laugh and squeeze her ass, making her purr softly.

"You getting ready for more of Elena, vato?" she murmers happily, squirming against you.

"In a bit. Tell me about what you said earlier, about Meghan's mother messing her up?"

"Why you wanna talk about her when you got me right here," she pouts. "Ok, I tell you, but only if you fuck me again. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Her Mama, she's a fucked up bitch herself. Always telling chica to 'be a lady' but also telling her to dress all sexy and be flirty. Then tells her that she acts like a slut when she does. She's a crazy maker, that one. I only met her a couple times, but she's got that girl all messed up. Wants to control her. Chica tries to go her own way but she really don't know how. I try to teach her, but she don't really listen. She don't know what she wants, except she wants you, boss man. And you not giving her what she wants is making her nuts. Chica, she wants to be free, but she wants to be controlled too. Makes her feel safe."

"What about you, Elena? How do you feel about being controlled?" you ask as you caress her, squeezing her breasts and licking one hard nipple.

"Mmmmm, that's nice, vato. I like a man who knows what he wants and ain't afraid to take it. But I'm no one's ****, man. I'll play along when we're fucking, but I always belong to me, not to him. Not to you either, vato. You dangerous bastard, you."

Your cock has recovered, helped along by the squirming body in your lap and the taste of her skin. It rises to rub between the cheeks of her ass, the feel of the silky brown skin against its hardness bringing your lust close to boiling.

"Mmmmmm, you're ready again. You wanna go to my bedroom? I wouldn't mind spending the night fucking you, vato," she breathes, raking her nails down your chest. Hard but not hard enough to break the skin. "Maybe I mark you, so when you go home to your wife she's knows you been with me. What would she say, vato?" she asks teasingly.

"She'd ask why I didn't bring you home so we could share you," you answer. "She likes to fuck someone new just as much as I do." Elena looks at you with lazy speculation, her hands playing over your skin.

"You are dangerous, vato. That little chica don't know how dangerous you are." She bits your chin. "What do you say, boss man? You wanna spend the night with Elena?"

"I don't have time for that," you growl, biting her neck and pushing her back on the couch and getting between her welcoming thighs.

"That's good, I like a man who knows his mind," she purrs. "Come fuck me hard and I'll scream my head off so chica can hear what she's missing." She grins, then gasps as you lift and spread her knees and bend her, exposing her wet cunt. In an instant you sheathe your hard cock in her body,

"Oh Yes! I love this," she squeals, staring up at you from between her knees. You have her bent almost double, her legs over your shoulders, holding her helpless as you fuck her mercilessly. Her tight cunt squeezes you, her ass wriggles to take you deeper.

"¡Por dios! I'm coming!" she shrieks, a note of surprise in her voice. "Already, already ¡Por dios! already! Keep fucking me, fucking me, ¡Por dios! ¡Por dios!" Her constricted body is shuddering with her orgasm, her hands pulling her ankles her face strained with lust. You keep pounding into her pussy, sending her into spasm after spasm, her mouth making groaning bestial noises of lust.

Even having just fucked her, you're nearly at the verge of coming yourself. Groaning, you bury your cock deep in her, feeling like it touches the center of her body and start to fill her with hot cream. Feeling your orgasm start she grabs your ass, digging her nails in as she grinds her cunt against you, screaming imprecations in Spanish as she comes yet again.

Afterwards it takes a few minutes for your breathing to slow and your heart to beat normally. You untangle yourself from the lush brown body and sit up. Elena relaxes her legs and strokes your chest with one pretty foot, murmuring happily.

"You're a bad man, vato. But you fuck me good," she purrs. "Maybe sometime we do this again. Maybe you take me to your wife like you said and we all fuck."

"Sometime. You're great fuck Elena, and thanks for the chat as well as your body."

"Mmmmm, too bad you can't stay all night vato. I could scream the neighborhood down," she purrs. "But you gotta go, you gotta go. At least you fucked me before going home, not like that jerk that stood me up tonight. Last chance that pendejo gets with this," she says, stroking her hands over her lovely body.

You've been dressing as you talk and stand to leave. She rises from the couch and kisses you warmly, stroking your head.

"You hit me up again, bad man. And don't hurt my little chica too badly." You smile and kiss her back, patting her firm round ass in farewell.

Walking down the hall to the apartment door, you can hear broken sobbing coming from behind a door.