Relaxing with Carmine

You decide that you can worry about that later, for the moment you just want to rip that damn crimson red suit off of her body and get your hands on her naked skin. You begin to unbutton her shirt, as her hand squeezes the bulge growing in your pants. “Hm. So hungry for me.”

“If I could, I’d eat you up all day every day.”

“Don’t tempt me, we have work to do.”

Much to your surprise, Carmine is not wearing a bra. Although you strongly suspect that she had planned for this from the start. It’s somewhat charming that her personal comfort doesn’t seem to preclude making sex quick and easy. You rip open the shirt and reveal her perfect, perky tits. You flick her nipples with your fingers, as Carmine succeeds in fishing out your rock-hard shaft.

“I wonder if you used that genetic magic on your own body?” you posit aloud.

“It’s not magic,” she pouts, “It’s science. And I can assure you, this body is all natural.”

You slip the shirt down from her shoulders and toss it to the ground. You wrap your arms around her hips and pull Carmine into a hungry kiss, your tongues duelling and invading each other’s mouths in turns. Carmine drives you wild – the smouldering looks, the teasing outfits, and her natural beauty combined with a body that would make porn stars envious. How is it that a woman can be so blessed in so many different ways?

“You never gave me an answer,” she smirks as your kiss finally comes to an end, “Anything special you’d like to do to me?” Carmine pushes you back onto the couch and unzips her skirt, throwing it onto the pile of discarded clothing with the rest. She spins around and gets on all fours, spreading her jiggling ass with a pedicured hand and giving you a sexy view of her asshole. “Anal? Blowjob? I have some fun outfits I could dress up in for you…”

You pull yourself back up and shrug, “We have the entire evening, don’t we? I want to start with something traditional.” Carmine is for once caught off-guard as you shimmy over to her and lean down towards her entrancing backside. You plant a kiss on her winking hole, before moving down further and latching onto her clit and sucking as hard as you can. Carmine lets out an incredibly sexy moan as her legs begin to quiver.

“Oh baby, you know how to get me going,” she murmurs. You press in further, nibbling on the flushed lips of her pussy and dipping your tongue into her now dripping snatch. This is the first time you’ve been on the giving end with Carmine, and you make a mental note to do it more often from now on. Playing this sex goddess like an instrument is its own reward.

You grab Carmine and flip her back over, dropping to your knees so that you can really go to town on her pussy. She wraps her thick thighs around your head and grabs your hair so much that it nearly hurts as she begins to ride your face and nose like a vibrator. “Ah! Shit! Right there baby, make me cum! Right there!”

You do as the lady commands and attack her most sensitive spots without mercy. Even though your not-so-little friend isn’t getting any attention, there’s no way in hell you can be flaccid when you’re driving her this crazy. Carmine’s body jolts and quivers as she reaches her apex, splashing your face as she thrashes from a genuinely violent orgasm. She releases your head and falls back onto the couch, covered in sweat and with a dazed smile on her face.

“I didn’t teach you… how to do that…”

You stand back up and strip yourself of your remaining clothes. “You just went fucking crazy Carmine. I didn’t know a little eating out would make you cum like that.”

“I never said I had no weaknesses!” she insists, “Now hurry up and fuck me.”