Raquel gets a big surprise.

Paul is back home. It is a few hours until Raquel arrives. He is actually starting to get horny. After a morning of very physical sex with Mimi Hall he wasn’t certain how he would feel when Raquel arrives. Now he suddenly can’t wait for her to arrive. His desire grows as he thinks about the sexy hot Latina Raquel Lopez.

Paul decides to send Raquel a text message. “ Hi sweetie. Are you ready for tonight?Hope you dress sexy for me and our steamy rendezvous. We said six o’clock PM is that still a good time. Kisses from a longing Paul”.

He tries to be nice and not to vulgar. Raquel and Paul are not use to texting to each other so he starts gently. Almost immediately he gets an answer from Raquel.

“I’m always ready for you Paul. And I’ll dress accordingly. Except high heels and something that makes your jaw drop. Six pm is perfect. See you in front of your building. Kisses but save the real ones for later. I have big plans for you. I miss you and you won’t be sleeping at all tonight Paul. Love Raquel.”

Paul texts her back. “ Be careful what you ask for you might get it.”

Raquel is in a good mood and she answers right away.

“Careful? Darling, I’m a paralegal. I specialize in calculated risks. See you at six. Don’t be late.”

Paul continues to text. “So no pictures to get me in the right mood?”

Raquel answers and now both of them are very engaged in the text conversation.

“Pictures? I thought you wanted a proper surprise. But if you're already this needy , what exactly do you want a picture of darling? Be specific. I'm a soon a lawyer. I need clear instructions before I submit evidence.”

Paul respond. “You know me sweetie. Your huge breast completely naked is all I need.”

Raquel is working so that will be a challenge. Maybe she will send him an old picture.

Raquel is texting back. It takes her a bit longer but her answer is fantastic.

“Evidence submitted Senor Paul. But you'll have to wait for the full exhibit until six. Patience is a virtue Paul. One I plan to test thoroughly tonight.”

The picture is fabulous. Raquel has unbuttoned her white blouse. Letting the blouse hang open. Just the curve of one breast shows. The peak of her big nipple barely visible against the lace edge of her bra. It looks like she is standing in her office. Paul is almost certain that the picture is taken today. It is a fabulous picture.

Raquel is gorgeous. The perfect body and a sexual desire that is so strong. Paul looks at her sexy photo and he isn’t sure what to do next. Suddenly another message comes. No words this time from Raquel. Just another picture.

She has taken another picture. Both of her heavy breasts are bare now. Nipples stiff and the curve of her cleavage is deep and inviting. Raquel has a fabulous pair of boobs. Paul can admire them now and he is getting aroused. Paul just stares at the photo. He answers her in a state of more arousal.

“That’s my marvelous lover. Outstanding pictures Raquel . Can’t wait for tonight. I own those huge melons.”

One more picture comes from Raquel. She is rowdy today. In last photo Raquel is cupping her huge breasts together. Her nipples pebbled and begging. Her thin lips parted in a teasing pout. She smiles and looks extremely aroused. What a fantastic interaction. Paul is planning ahead for more exciting texts with Raquel.

Paul gets outside of his apartment building just before six pm. It is a lovely evening and a lot of women are showing a lot of skin. He sees a couple of really beautiful women. Suddenly he sees Raquel. She is very tall and looks extremely happy. She wears her new Louboutin high heels. It was a present from Paul the last time they saw each other.

Her Louboutins click confidently on the pavement as she closes the distance. A knowing smile is playing on her thin sexy lips. Raquel stops a breath away. She is close enough that her perfume mingles with the city air. Raquel teases Paul. She doesn’t hug or kiss him. Her confidence is high and she just reach forward and adjusts Paul’s collar with deliberate slowness. Her fingers gently brushing his neck. She winks and smiles. She is in a fabulous mood. Her beautiful eyes sparkle. She looks incredibly horny.

Paul looks at Raquel. She looks incredibly sexy. She is wearing a white blouse. A very revealing blouse. Probably the same one as in her picture from work. Her cleavage is impressive. Deep and gorgeous. Together with her white blouse she wears a short black skirt. Her long slender legs look amazing. Especially now in her high heels. She is almost as tall as Paul.

Raquel tilts her head. She is letting Paul take in the full picture. The white silk blouse is unbuttoned just enough to show the deep swell of her cleavage. The short black skirt that hugs her hips and ends high on her thighs. The Louboutins adds height putting her nearly at Paul’s eye level. Raquel runs a hand down in his chest. Her smirk is slowly turning wicked. Enormous lust shows in her eyes. She tells him jokingly.

“You’re staring counselor. I hope you’ve prepared your opening statement. “

Her fingers trace the line of Pauls jaw. Her sexy dark voice dropping to a husky murmur. Raquel shows much more confidence tonight. She says.

“Because of this outfit you are speechless. It’s both evidence and an invitation. And I plan to make you examine every inch of my fit body. Upstairs. Now.”

Paul likes Raquel’s confident approach. He leans forward and kisses her passionately. Deep wet kiss. Raquel kisses him back with equal affection and intensity. She cuddles up in his arms. Raquel drops her overnight bag on the street. Tonight Raquel tastes like cherry and lust.

Raquel melts into Pauls kiss. Her lips parting under his as their tongues tangle in that deep wet heat. Cherry from her gloss mixing with the raw lust they have both been building all day. Her overnight bag thuds to the pavement forgotten as she presses her fit body flush against Paul’s. The swell of her cleavage crushing into his chest through the thin white silk. Her Louboutins clicking as Raquel rises on her toes to match his intensity. One hand slides up his neck into Paul’s hair. Her other hand gripping his shirt to pull him impossibly closer.

Raquel gasps against Paul’s mouth when they break for air. Her breath is ragged. Her eyes dark and hooded as she nuzzle his jaw. Her fingers trace down his chest. Raquel is teasing the buttons of Paul’s shirt while her hips nudge his. Her short skirt riding up just enough to hint at lace beneath. Raquel whispers.

“Don't make a scene here on The Strand. Unless you want everyone knowing how wet you've got me. “

Raquel smirks. Her sexy voice husky and teasing. She is picking up her bag with her free hand but staying curled in his arms. “ She continues to talk.

“Upstairs? Your move Paul lead the way. Your apartment or do we stay in the stairwell on the second floor again? I fondly remember that magical place. “

Paul puts an arm around Raquel slim waist. He walks them to the front door. He enters the door and in a more private setting they starts kissing again. Now much more tongue is involved and wet moisture is shared. Paul moves Raquel up against the wall and they are both getting aroused.

Raquel gasps against Paul’s mouth as her back hits the wall. The cool plaster is a sharp contrast to the heat building between them. Her overnight bag slips from her fingers. It is clattering to the floor as both hands fly up to tangle in Paul’s hair. Raquel is pulling Paul deeper into the kiss. Her tongue meets his and is wet and eager. A soft moan vibrating in Raquel’s throat as she arches into him. The silk of her blouse sliding against his shirt. So good to kiss and feel Raquel’s fit body again. She whispers to him.

“You’re not wasting any time, are you? I like that.”

Raquel murmurs against Pauls lips. Her hips rolling forward to grind against his hardening length through the clothes. She bites his bottom lip gently. Tugging his lip before releasing it. Her green eyes dark and playful. Her hand slides down his chest and over his stomach until her fingers trace the waistband of your trousers.

“But if you’re going to take me against this wall.”

Raquel leans in. Her voice a husky whisper in Pauls ear. A very aroused Raquel continues to talk to Paul with a very sexy voice.

“You better make sure these Louboutins stay on. They were a gift from you after all. I want you to see them digging into your back while you fuck me.”

Paul is very tempted to fuck Raquel immediately in the stairwell. He is in practical terms the only one using it. So they will not be interrupted. Last time they fucked on the big table on the second floor. Fabulous fuck. Raquel came several times. Paul isn’t sure what to do. However he makes up his mind. He lifts Raquel up and starts carry her upstairs. She just manages to get her overnight bag and he start walking upstairs.

Raquel squeals softly in surprise as Paul hoists her up. Her long legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. Her Louboutins clicking against his back while her short skirt rides up her thighs. It is exposing her lace panties already damp from Paul’s kisses. Raquel’s impressive cleavage heaving against his chest with each step.

“Carrying me like your prize already?” Raquel murmurs against his neck nipping the skin there before soothing it with her wet tongue. Her hips grinding down to feel Paul’s hardness pressing up through his trousers.

“Smart man. The stairwell's is empty but that table on the second floor's is calling our name. Remember last time?”

Raquel’s voice drops husky and she breads hot on Paul’s ear as she arch into him.

“Me screaming your name while you made me come undone. A very sexy memory.”

Paul passes the table where he fucked Raquel last time. He is struggling. Raquel is a very fit woman but she is tall. However he continues and now both of them see the big window where he took Raquel from behind after she reached her first orgasm on the table. If Paul remembers correctly Raquel came twice when he fucked her hard up against the window.

Raquel clings tighter to Paul as they pass the table. Her thighs starts squeezing his waist. Her Louboutins are scraping lightly against his back with each labored step Paul takes. The short black skirt bunches higher lace panties grinding wetly against the bulge in his trousers. Raquel can feel his arms straining under her weight. Her cleavage spills against Paul’s chest through the gaping white blouse. Her big nipples hardening from the friction and the thrill.

“That table Paul” Raquel whispers hot against Paul’s ear. She is nipping the lobe before glancing back at it with a wicked smirk. Her overnight bag bouncing against his hip.

“The table where you mounted me and fucked me senseless last time. “

Raquel’s hips roll down harder teasing Paul’s cock through the fabric as they near the big window. The city lights blurring outside like they're watching. Raquel whispers.

“And there you pressed my face against the glass. Me coming twice while you pounded me raw from behind. My screams echoing off these walls.”

Raquel arch her back slightly. She is pressing her huge breasts firmer into Paul. Her voice dropping husky and needy.

“Struggling with your workload Paul? Drop me on that windowsill and we can reenact it. You know how much I love it when you fuck me deep from behind standing up.”

Paul is tempted by Raquel’s idea. However he continues upstairs and soon he gets to his apartment. Raquel helps him opening the door. They enter his apartment. She drops her bag. He continues to carry her and he moves them to the bedroom. Finally he can relax and he tosses her jokingly into the big bed.

Raquel lands with a soft bounce on the mattress. Her Louboutins kicking up as she laughs breathlessly. Her short black skirt riding up to her hips. The lace panties now fully exposed and damp against the sheets. She prop herself up on her elbows. Her white blouse falling open further to reveal the deep swell of her huge breasts. A flirty smirk playing on her lips as she watches Paul catch his breath. Raquel looks so happy. She sees the huge bed as her favorite sleeping place. Well fucking place. She tells him.

“Struggled with the stairs but still managed the grand entrance.”

Raquel clicks her heels together teasingly. Then spread her long slender legs slowly and invitingly.

“I appreciate the dedication Paul. Now come over here and show me what all that effort was for. “ She reaches out curling a finger to beckon Paul closer. Her voice dropping to a husky murmur. “Unless you're too tired from the climb Paul. But I doubt it. Your stamina is legendary.”

However Paul has other ideas. He goes and gets Raquel a present. His gift is beautifully gift wrapped. He isn’t sure what to tell her.

“Raquel this is a very special gift from me. Hopefully you will enjoy it. Might even give you satisfaction. Open it up and I will tell you everything.”

Raquel props herself higher on the bed. Her Louboutins sinking into the sheets as she watches Paul return with the gift. Her legs still parted just enough to keep his eyes on her. The shirt skirt hiked high and lace panties clinging damply. Her white blouse hangs loose and her huge breasts nearly spilling free with each breath. She reaches out to take the wrapped box. Her fingers brushing Paul’s deliberately slow.

“A special gift?” Raquel murmurs smirking wickedly as holds it. The paper crinkling under her touch. She tears into the wrapping with eager nails.

“Satisfaction guaranteed, huh. Tell me everything while I unwrap your surprise Paul. Because if it's anything like these high heels. “She dangles one foot playfully, the red sole flashing.

Paul just stays silent. Raquel opens up the present. She looks very surprised but also a little bit disappointed. Raquel peels the last of the wrapping paper away. Her breath catching as she lift the large, lifelike dildo from the box. Her flirty smirk falters for a moment. Replaced by a flicker of genuine confusion and hurt. Her green eyes lifting to meet yours with a touch of vulnerability.

“Paul what is this? Raquel asks softly. Her voice losing its teasing edge. Her fingers tracing the silicone shape without enthusiasm.

“You carried me up here kissed me like you owned me and now you hand me a toy?”

Raquel sets it down on the bed beside her. The Louboutins shifting against the sheets as she sit up straighter. The white blouse gaping open but her posture defensive now.

“I thought the gift was you. Your hands. Your mouth. Your huge cock inside me. Not this. This feels a little bit demeaning. “

Raquel crosses her long legs slowly. The lace of her panties still damp but her expression is searching a little wounded.

“Explain. Please. Because right now, it feels like you're trying to replace yourself. And that's not a gift I want.”

“Raquel this is a very special dildo. Look carefully at it. Don’t you see the resemblance.”

Paul tells her what is so special about the dildo.

Raquel is slowly getting excited. She picks up the huge dildo and examines it carefully. She starts smiling. Paul continues to explain.

“Raquel it is in fact a replica of my huge cock. I had it made in a sex shop and I put my huge cock in a mold and they made an exact replica. I thought it was a sexy special gift for my Senorita . We can perhaps use it to spice things up even more. Have you ever tried double penetration? Imagine feeling me in both places. I know how much you love my huge dick.”

Raquel lifts the dildo slowly from the box. She is turning it in her hands. Her thumb tracing the thick veins and flared head that match Pauls so perfectly. Every ridge and every curve Raquel has felt stretching her raw. Her initial hurt melts away as the realization hits. It is replaced by a rush of heat flooding her core. Her nipples tightening against the silk of my blouse. A slow, wicked smile spreads across Raquel’s lips. Her green eyes darkening with fresh hunger as she meets Paul’s gaze. Her legs uncrossing to part invitingly again.

“Oh, Paul your huge cock. Immortalized.”

Raquel murmurs. Her voice husky with awe and arousal. She is giving it a teasing stroke like she does to Paul. Just imagining it throbbing in her firm grip.

“You molded this beast just for me Paul? Fuck, that's the hottest dirtiest gift anyone's has ever given me.”

Raquel leans back on one elbow. She is holding the dildo up to compare against the bulge in Paul’s trousers. Her free hand sliding under her skirt to rub her damp lace.

“Double penetration? With you and this. God, yes Paul. I've dreamed of being stuffed full like that. Your real cock pounding my pussy while this replica claims my ass.”

Raquel shifts onto her knees. Her Louboutins digging into the mattress. Her white blouse falling fully open to bare her heavy breasts as she crawl toward Paul. The dildo clutched like a promise. She whispers to Paul.

“Spice me up, then. Show your Senorita how to use it. Strip me. Fuck me with both. Your move. Make me take every inch of you, twice over.”

Paul is so happy that Raquel finally understood him. While he for the first time tonight can see her huge round breasts he leans forward and they kiss. Passionate kisses. Wet kisses. The heat is building up. Raquel is very excited. Paul doesn’t really think they need to spice anything up but Raquel seems to like the idea of being double penetrated by him in both holes. She is gorgeous. Fabulous body and so eager and willing. She is his puta favorita. Paul thinks she knows that and that she is proud of that fact.

They kiss. Paul pulls Raquel into a deep and claiming kiss. Both tongues tangling with a wet heat that mirrors the arousal pooling between her thighs. Raquel moans into Paul’s mouth. Her free hand coming up to cradle his jaw. Her other hand still clutching the silicone replica of his huge cock like a sacred relic. When they break apart breathless, Raquel lean her forehead against his. Her heavy round breasts pressing against his chest through the open silk of her blouse. Her big nipples pebbled and aching for his touch. She is hoarse when she tells him.

“You see me now, don't you Paul.” She whispers. Her voice is husky and raw with wanting. “Your puta favorita. I am very proud of it too. Proud to be the one you think of when you mold this huge beautiful dildo. “

Raquel lifts the dildo between them. Her thumb stroking the familiar ridge of the big cock head. Her green eyes locked on yours.

“Proud that you want to fill me so completely that you'd give me a piece of yourself to keep inside me even when you're not here.”

Raquel shifts back on the mattress, as she slowly and deliberately starts to unbutton the rest of her white blouse. She lets it slide off her shoulders pooling it around her waist. She is leaving her big breasts bare and heaving with each breath. Her short black skirt is still rucked up around her hips. The lace of her panties dark with wetness. She still holds the replica out to Paul.

Raquel lies back against the pillows. She spreading her long legs wide. The damp lace of her panties on full display. She traces her hard nipple with one hand.

Paul takes the huge dildo from Raquel and puts it on rest. He tells her.

“Raquel now I will take care of you. Paul Junior will have to wait until later. You need to be very aroused to enjoy him in your ass. I think double penetration could be fantastic for you but better safe than sorry. I will undress you and then go down on you. My puta favorita deserves the best.”

Raquel lets the replica rest beside her on the pillow as Paul takes it. Her green eyes softening at his words. Her thin lips curl into a tender flirty smile as Paul calls her his puta favorita again. Raquel is aroused but she thinks that Paul is right about the huge dildo. She confirms that when she talks to Paul.

“You always take care of me, Paul. And you're right. I need to be dripping, aching for you before that beast goes anywhere near my ass. So get me there. Let me start with the real thing. Make me forget there's even a replica waiting. You Paul is my orgasm machine so my request should be fairly easy for you dear.”