First of all, let me introduce myself to you — my name is J., you can call me JP. If you just imagine a classy dressed, 25-year-old French-American man with blue eyes and dark brown hair, 6’1″, who has a serious but really pretty face, you’d have a very good picture of me. I can tell you I’m no foreigner to female attention, and there are still a lot about I could say, but you’ll know what matters after reading my whole confession.
I’m currently dating a white girl, as I’ve mostly been doing since my teenage years. I’m in a 10-month relationship with my college sweetheart, a cute 23-year-old blonde girl, V. My girlfriend Vicki loves to invite me to social events, parties and other such alleged causes for celebration like the social butterfly she is. She takes to these occasions like a moth to a candle flame and, as her boyfriend, I’m pressed into service as her plus one.
I’d say our relationship is OK as we share a lot of common interests. But it could be better. A lot better. She could be more focused on pleasing *me* instead of pleasing her friends and social media followers, for starters. We all know that women like to feel desired by their partners, right? But so do we men. We love to read love notes. We love passionate sex. We love creativity in bed… And by creativity, I’m not talking about what some wannabe freaks think creativity is, but about things we do with *passion*.
Oh, let’s get back to the point. There are still many things my gf doesn’t know about me… Do you remember when I said my girlfriend is a social butterfly, right? She loves to introduce people to one another… Well, had she known I have a penchant for latina girls, I bet she would’ve been more cautious before introducing me to Bella, one of her IG model friends. An extremely cute 26 year-old Colombian woman, 5’4″, skinny, with a light tan skin tone and a long black hair. Big boobs, but a modest ass. I don’t know if it was wishful thinking on my part, but her eyes seemed to be full of temptation when we had our first eye contact. What about me? In my mind, my tongue was already on her clit when we greeted each other. Only naivety could explain why my gf didn’t notice something “wrong” with us, or she did but handled it all very well, I’ll never know.
That was in February! We became friends and after some time we started sexting each other, it helped me to chill out since the pandemic began, boredom sucks. Sexting and video chats were not enough anymore, it was about time for us to do the real thing.
“I feel I’m losing fluency, I need to practice my Spanish. You know, Spanish is a hot language, it’d be unforgettable if I practice my Spanish with you, Bella… *In bed*!” I said before adding, “It’s such a pity we’ll never do it in real life!” I ended with a laugh.
“Whoa… You’re crazy! But what makes you think that?” she asked me.
“I love everything about you: your looks, your smell, your personality. I think I’d become addicted to you if we end up having sex. I’m kinda wondering how sex with you is like and I’m very curious about it.”
“I mean, why do you think we’d never make love? You’re not attracted to me?” Bella asked again.
“”I mean, I can only think about what your beautiful face would look like if my cock slides inside your wet pussy. To be honest with you, that’s what I’ve wanted since I met you, Bella.And I’d do it TOMORROW if I only could. It’s impossible, though, I know you’d never do something like…” I was saying before she cut me off.
“I can’t do it…” She paused. “Not tomorrow.”
I just stayed quiet. I wanted to keep the sexual tension between us.
“But I’m all yours this Friday, mi amor,” she gave me the kind of answer I was waiting for.
Finally, it came Friday, the day of our encounter. I told Vicki I was going to visit my brother (his place is 300 miles from us) and he already knew what he was supposed to say if she asked him (which she did, btw).
When Bella and I saw each other, she opened a big smile and walked up to me. I gave her a peck on her lips and a tight hug, I appreciate how latinas generally love body contact.
“¡Que guapo estas, papi!” (How beautiful you look!) Isabella said before whispering in my ear “¡Tu hueles tan bien, me encanta tu perfume!” (You’re smelling so good, I love your fragrance)
She noticed my Creed Aventus.
“My fragrance is great, but yours is even better, I want your smell on my body.” I said while I was placing my hand on her pussy, on top of her clothes.
And then she pressed her lips up against the back of my ear and kissed it. I got goose bumps on my arm and the back of my neck. That’s how we greeted each other. Our evening was just beginning.
“¿Donde esta Vicki? (Where’s Vicki?) she asked me.
“¡No esta en mi bolsillo, por cierto!” (She’s not in my pocket, for sure) I said laughing.
Then we went for a drive and had a dinner together. When we came back to her house, her sister had gone to somewhere. We had the entire night to ourselves. We drank some *margaritas* I made for us (frozen and on the rocks) and soon we saw the magic happening…
I pulled her close and we French kissed for the first time. I grabbed her by the hair and sucked on her tongue. I leaned over her body, kissed my way over her face, ears, neck and mouth. As my lips touched her, she responded. Our tongues played together. My lips then reached her boobs. In turn I tongued and kissed my way around her breasts, sucked her brown nipples. Oh, they rose up proud and hard! Sounds of pkeasure came from her mouth. I snail trailed and kissed my way down her belly. Her body gradually relaxed to my slow soft caring touch. I shifted on the bed now kneeling between her slim legs, which she obligingly parted. I stroked her inner thighs. I love to build anticipation. She was soaking wet when I pulled her pants… My mouth moved over her mound, I just teased her as I kissed and moved on. Her labia pouted at me… Her pussy’s fragrance filled my nostrils as I bent my face forward to her vulva. I blew hot breath on her folds. She squirmed. I ran my tongue along her cunt, from the folds of flesh hiding her clitoris to the cleft of her backside. I reached my hands around behind her thighs to lift them slightly, to tilt her body upwards, stretched up along her belly, and grasped a nipple between each thumb and forefinger. As I stroked my tongue along her pussy, back and forth, it opened up before my eyes. Her labia became swollen, parted. Her inner pinkness became visible, wet with her increasing moisture and my saliva. Her erect little clit poked out at me, on view for the first time. I touched and dabbed at it gently with my tongue. Her body shivered. I stroked it a little harder. I gently sucked on it. I bit it ever so softly with my teeth, held it in my mouth, and swiped it with my tongue. Bella’s hands found the back of my head. They pushed my face down into her hot open pussy.
“¡Aye, que rico Papi, que rico! Uhmmmmmm! Chupa mi chocha! Chupa mi chocha, Papi! Uhhhhmmmmmmmm!” (It feels so good! So good! Eat my pussy! Eat my pussy, Papi!) I heard she saying.
I increased the rhythm of my efforts, using the response of her body as a gauge as to what felt best for her. The muscular contractions within her body began in her belly, thighs, and pussy. She wailed as she came, bucked her snatch against my face. Her pussy’s juice drenched my mouth. She peaked and I lifted my face for air, to rest my cramped mouth and tongue.
Wow! Her pussy was wet enough to take my BIG white cock without tearing apart. Wetness is very necessary when we are talking about my 8.3″ long and 6.8″ girth furious BWC, a real weapon of pussy and ass destruction. So I placed a pillow under her butt, weared a condom and then – kneeling forward – I gently placed my BWC inside her open slit, resting against the beckoning orifice of her vagina.
“¡Tu polla es enorme, amor!” (Your cock is huge) she said.
After some effort, my cock slid into her warm wetness, clutched by the tight muscular confines of her delicious latina pussy.
“¡Me encantan los chicos blancos!” (I love white men) Isabella screamed.
Resting my hands on either side of her body, I rocked back and forth inside her, bending my head to look into her eyes, to kiss her face. Taking my mind away from the sensations of my cock I watched her facial expressions as she lost herself in this fuck with me. As the pleasure built in her I leaned forward, intertwined her tongue with mine. Her response climbed quickly when I sucked at her tongue. I pumped into her pussy with long, hard, deep tool thrusts. She gabbled, moaned, groaned, writhed, and bucked as she came. Her response was too much for me. Just as she peaked I pounded into her deeply, out of control.
Then I put her down on all fours and push my BWC inside her slippery cunt. I’m all the way inside her and her pussy feels like a glove around my cock. I start banging her doggy style…
“Hay si que rico, papi. Follame duro mi chocha. Rompeme la chocha, amor” (It feels so good. Fuck my pussy hard. Destroy my pussy) she screamed.
We fucked doggystyle until the condom started to hurt my cock. Then I stopped and came on her tits. Phew! Her delicious latina pussy was spared from more of my BWC’s rage. We cuddled together until we slept.
(Tomorrow I’ll post my experience with her sister, maybe I’ll also share a little video of us on my profile, stay tuned!)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hyma4e/i_m_have_cheated_on_my_gf_with_two_latina_sisters