Isi slept for only a couple of hours. She was young, she was an athlete, and she was a girl who was aware that the more turbulent a first sexual encounter was, the less likely it was that some kind of romantic feeling would emerge, both on her part and on the part of the boy.
She took it as a rewarding experience, a challenge, and also the possibility of exploring another, braver, more determined sexuality. She looked at the handsome boy who would be leaving Barcelona in a few weeks and then looked at Marta. Maybe she could get the girl's phone number? Isi laughed at her own thought and after getting dressed she left the apartment quietly.
Around ten in the morning Marta's phone started ringing non-stop. It was her parents. The girl locked herself in the bathroom to avoid waking Pablo who was snoring peacefully. She told them a lie, that she had stayed at Helen's house because the two of them took the taxi together and the girl was a little under the weather and was alone at home, that way she would take care of her. He promised them that he would be home in a couple of hours.
Marta went back to bed, the alcohol had turned the whole experience of the previous night into a kind of movie, she really didn't know if everything she had lived was real. But she decided to check some points, little by little she lowered the sheet that covered Pablo's body.
It was exactly as it appeared in her memories, even his penis looked even more impressive now that she was sober. The boy was having a morning erection, and a big one by the looks of it. Marta caressed that erect member with the tip of her finger, Isi her partner in adventure was no longer in the house, she had only left a note with some painted lips and a phone number, although it was not for Pablo, underneath it said for Marta.
The girl blushed, really everything that her mind had put as an erotic movie had been real, she was excited to have Isi's phone number, who knows maybe she had just gained a special friend. She put the note away and went back to Pablo, it was not a question of wasting that moment alone, especially that moment that she could remember.
She wanted to remember the smell, the feeling of that penis in her hands, the sensation of slowly rubbing her tongue against that glans, and also remember what it was like to suck something so big. The boy was stirring in his sleep but with the gentleness that Marta was doing it he was not waking up.
Her uterus really needed a little rest, that caliber had rubbed against her walls filling her completely forcing her a little beyond the limits, dilating her, and now she had some slight discomfort, but nevertheless it seemed exciting to her that Pablo did not wake up while she was rubbing him with the tip of her tongue.
She continued with the game while the boy continued to moan in his sleep, how much could he put that penis in his mouth? Would it reach his throat or would he get tired and want to vomit? The girl looked for the best angle for that strange test and began to introduce Pablo's member into her mouth.
A little more, she could take it a little further in, Marta's oral capacity was being put to the test, her jaw hurt but she didn't gag, when she began to move up to be able to take it out, Pablo's strong hands were on her head, he was pushing her down, the sexual wonder had awakened.
Draken was delighted to wake up and see Marta giving him a deep blowjob, another girl was trying to take advantage of him while he was sleeping. What was wrong with women of that race? As a small punishment, he grabbed her head and forced a little that deep blowjob game. But on the third try he let Marta free herself so she could breathe properly.
"Good morning, Marta"
"Good morning sleepyhead..."
"Do you want to do it again?"
"Noooo, it bothers me a little down there, I prefer to give it a break, but you had an erection and I didn't want to leave you like that..."
"Something occurs to me..."
Draken sat up a little, and playfully threw Marta down on the bed while giving her a warm and passionate kiss. Although Marta's instincts were asking for morning sex, her body hadn't recovered, but Pablo's idea wasn't to do anything to her. He put some pillows on her back so she was half upright and he placed himself with one leg on each side of her belly. The girl continued with the fellatio from that position, but Draken's plans were to raise the level a little more.
His hands took Marta's bulging chest, brushing her nipples, and squeezing a little, the girl understood the boy's intentions and squeezed her breasts from the sides, leaving his member in the middle. It was so big that by bending her neck a little she could suck him while giving him a titjob.
The feel of Marta's chest was pleasant and she was getting excited, she had to fight her instinct not to ask him to put it in her again, to fuck her hard now that she was alone with him. But every woman knows her body, and the girl's needed a little rest.
She focused on giving him pleasure, on licking him, on exciting him, on the image of that statuesque body in front of her, the boy passed his penis over her chest and many times he put it in her mouth afterwards. Draken was reaching climax again.
But he didn't want to offend her, he didn't want to do anything to her that she didn't want. It was hard for him to verbalize a sentence that was coherent with that pleasure but he made an effort.
"I'm about to cum. Where do you want me to finish?"
The girl didn't like the idea of swallowing the semen, or even having it touch her face or mouth, but she wanted to feel the sensation on her skin.
"Release it on my tits"
Draken then focused on Marta's chest, the girl squeezed her chest, he moved his pelvis, and with both hands he pinched those small and pretty nipples. The girl was going crazy, she couldn't help it, she wanted him inside again, but she didn't want to hurt herself.
Her face expressed everything, it was desire, Draken saw the opportunity, he just whispered it.
"You can always try anal..."
Doubts, thoughts, fears, desire, Marta's mind was in a whirl, but everything led to the same point the need to feel Pablo inside her body. Would he consider her a slut if she accepted?
"I'm scared... what if I don't like it?"
"If you don't like it, we don't continue, I'll try a little first, okay?"
The girl nodded, Draken left her lying down and raised her legs with his hands upwards, squeezing her vaginal lips but making her anus open a little because of the position. From the nightstand he took a little Vaseline, and put it on his index finger.
He began to caress the contour of her anus in circles with his finger, while spreading the lubricant. She didn't complain, he even tickled her a little. First he gently inserted the tip of his finger, she pouted.
"Does it hurt?"
"No... it's weird."
Draken began to move his hand up and down, each time a little deeper, and a small moan escaped her, it seemed that everything was going well, in the end his whole long finger was in her ass and she no longer held back, she touched her breasts and caressed her clitoris gently. With a little more Vaseline, Draken then switched to two fingers and increased the pace a little. The girl was enjoying it and those minutes were helping her to regain some of her strength and control the ejaculation that had been close before.
That anus was already sufficiently lubricated and dilated, the boy pushed her thigh up a little further with one hand, while with the other he applied the Vaseline himself. Now with both hands on her thighs he got closer, at first he just touched her and she almost jumped like a spring. She was nervous but he looked at her reassuringly.
"Please tell me if it bothers you or if you don't like it"
The tip of his member touched the walls of her anus, he pushed slowly until only the glans passed and she screamed but it was pleasure. How many things was Pablo going to teach her in a single day?
Draken did it gently, centimeter by centimeter, he even positioned himself so that he could kiss her. Although they were practicing something that could seem dirty to many, hard sex, he transformed it into something slow, pleasant.
Marta enjoyed the sensation of feeling filled little by little by Pablo, by that magnificent body, her nails dug into the boy's skin asking for a little more and he varied the rhythm. She moaned and enjoyed them, in that still slow tempo, deep but slow.
Pablo separated himself from Marta's body for a moment taking out his member.
"Please don't stop..."
"Turn around."
Pablo didn't put her on all fours, he left her lying on the bed and put a small pillow under her belly to raise her hips just a little.
He lay on top of her, Pablo's body was much bigger, he was rubbing her whole body with his chest, with his arms, and he was holding her. He wasn't rough, he was just more forceful than in the other position, she moaned and bit the sheets while his hand placed under her body rubbed her small clitoris.
She was reaching orgasm and Draken wanted to get there too, he bit her neck while he thrust into her harder, she screamed with pleasure and he came when his penis was fully inserted.
She felt a strange sensation, the mixture of the pleasure of orgasm and the sensation of a hot liquid inside her. Draken continued to be gentle, he carefully withdrew and taking her in his arms he took her to the bathtub to clean together any unpleasant things that this practice could have left.
He bathed her gently and she let him do it. They were there in the shower, caressing her body and washing her when he asked her.
"Did you like it?"
"Too much, Pablo, too much..."
He started to laugh, without thinking he lifted one of her legs and bending down to be at the height of the girl who was much shorter, he penetrated her vaginally. Marta thought it was going to hurt, but it seemed that the water had relaxed her. She enjoyed the wild sex in the bathroom.
They ended up fucking lying on the floor of the large bathtub helped by the hot water, she moaned and he penetrated her in all the positions that the bath allowed. She arrived before him but this time she herself got on her knees, took Draken's clean member with her hands and sucked it until the boy came on her chest.
After breakfast Marta had to leave to avoid having problems with her parents, while Draken counted his abundant earnings. He was exhausted again, but he had to hold on; he still had the mission of comforting the widow.