Chapter 3: Hot Bedroom
The sultry breeze of Miami's night glided through Diego's open bedroom window, brushing the curtains aside as Angel Cordoba and Maria Rodriguez entered the dimly lit space. The walls seemed to whisper with a hidden enchantment, a silent accomplice to the devilishly carnal act that lay just beyond their reach.
A hushed silence fell between them, the heavy weight of unspoken secrets forming an invisible barrier between their souls. Maria crossed the threshold first, her every step deliberate as she advanced towards the nightstand by Diego's bedside.
A gleaming silver tray awaited, adorned with meticulously rolled dollar bills, a razor blade, a small mound of shimmering white powder, and a red bullet-shaped vial. The faint scent of cocaine filled the room, potent, almost corrupting like the forbidden fruit that tempted Eve.
Carefully, she laid out two fresh lines on the dark wood of the nightstand, her gaze focused on the task at hand.
Angel felt his pulse quicken, the flicker of excitement animating his eyes.
His hesitation vanished - there was no way he could say no to Maria. He moved closer, his muscles rippling under the dim bedroom light.
"Alright," he murmured with a devilish grin, "I'm in."
Maria's eyes gleamed. "That's the spirit," she chuckled.
She handed Angel a rolled-up dollar bill, and he bent down, prepared to snort the pure white lines of power in front of him. The room spun as anticipation coursed through Angel's veins, sweat dampening his brow.
The razor-sharp edge of the bill pressed against his left nostril, and with a deep breath, he sucked in the white powder. It felt sharp and cold as it invaded his nostrils and sinuses, its power surging into every fiber in his body. An intense throbbing took hold, arousing him like nothing ever before, making his cock twitch with pure need.
He was harder than ever.
He looked at Maria, eyes molten with desire, already far beyond any return to normality.
As Angel straightened up, Maria moved seductively over to him.
"Ride me", Angel said with a kinky smile.
Maria did not hesitate.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, standing on her tiptoes, and Angel pulled her into an urgent, hungry kiss. He could still taste the faintest hint of cocaine on her tongue, a subtle reminder of the newfound power that throbbed between them.
Clumsily, he sits in the bed. Maria was climbing his fantastic body.
She pressed her hands firmly against the hard, packed muscles that covered his chest. As they kissed ferociously, every swipe of her tongue produced a deep yearning, almost as if she had been starved for his touch.
Her walls gripped tighter with each upward swirl of her hips, clenching around his cock like a vice. Angel responded in kind, thrusting deeper into Maria's warm core and slamming against her g-spot.
"Fuck, Maria, you're so fucking wet," Angel groaned, gripping her ass to guide her movements.
"You're so big. I love your cock", she said aloud.
An almost demonic pleasure surged through him as the white powder from earlier ignited his desires, making every inch of his being tingle with immense cravings.
With increasing urgency, Angel pinned Maria against the headboard, their sweaty bodies slapping and panting as they merged into each other.
In a few seconds, Angel was fully inside Maria's wet pussy. She couldn't stop saying how muscular he is and how big and hard is his cock.
The sweat dripped from their foreheads and mingled between their pressed bodies.
Maria cried out: "I'm gonna cum! Angel, don't stop,! Fuck me harder!"
Angel had never felt so aroused before, the coke enhancing every sensation.
He smacked her ass hard, the satisfying sound of flesh on flesh sending a charge through them both.
"You like it rough, don't you?" Angel hissed into her ear.
"YES!" Maria screamed like a wild woman, bucking against his thrust even harder.
"It's time for you to know why they called me fuck machine," he said. She put Maria in missionary, and in seconds, he was again inside her. With his powerful legs, Angel pushed Maria's thighs further apart. His muscles rippling beneath her hands, she felt the pure force of him as he claimed her body.
Angel's eyes locked onto Maria's as he thrust deeper and more forcefully. With building urgency, a sheen of sweat broke over his skin, catching the low light in his room.
"Yes, Angel, ohh yes," Maria cried, bucking her hips against him as he gave into raw desire.
"Give me everything you got, big boy."
Maria's breasts bounced with every hard thrust Angel gave her. Angel was fucking her harder than no man ever did. Fast, making her scream in pleasure.
Maria reached behind him and gripped Angel's tight ass, pulling him deeper inside her, grunting obscenely as they moved in perfect sync.
The sensation was overwhelming, and Angel could feel the telltale signs of his impending orgasm.
He was close, but he didn't want it to end.
So, summoning the determination he honed through years of training, Angel mentally pushed himself further, driving deeper into Maria's body and holding nothing back.
Angel panted wildly, a sheen of sweat glowing on his tanned muscles. He looked into Maria's eyes, lost in their depths as they whispered profanities, urging each other on to new heights of pleasure.
"Let's sniff more cocaine. I want to be fucked from behind with the open window. If anybody is watching, he or she would be jealous", she said.
They sniffed more. They were like animals. She leans on the window, the storm roaming on her face.
"I'm so horny. Where's your big dick?", she asked sensually.
Angel didn't waste time.
His predatory gaze was glued to Maria's exposed, quivering body, and his cock twitched with anticipation. It was as hard as a steel pipe.
He approached from behind, his strong hands searching for the contours of Maria's soft hips. He pulled her closer, her plump ass pressing against the firmness of his pelvis, and his shaft fitting perfectly into the crevice.
Maria let herself be thoroughly devoured by Angel's every possessive touch, the white powder sending an electric surge through them both, emboldening their actions.
Taking a deep, greedy breath, Angel's hands moved from Maria's hips to her breasts, kneading them expertly as he bit down on her shoulder.
"Oh God, yes. More," Maria moaned, hips gyrating back and forth as Angel's fingers explored her in the most intimate of ways, heightening the anticipation of what was to come.
"Don't worry, Maria. The machine is here", he said. Angel started to pound rough, and she loved it.
Exhilarated by the storm and the rush of the coke, Maria lowered her hands to her clit and began to rub herself furiously. "Yes, just like that!" Angel snarled in her ear, his grasp on her hips tightening.
Their bodies smacked together, mirroring the rhythm of the pounding rain on the window. Her tits bounced and swayed as she felt her pussy filled with the biggest cock ever.
A cock that she had craved as her own. His thick and veiny shaft stretched her pussy so wide she felt like it was going to rip open any second. Fuck, she loved that raw feeling of being filled to the brim.
Angel plowed into her with animal lust, "I'm going to give you what you've always wanted, you dirty little coke whore!"
Maria whimpered as he smacked her ass and squeezed with a tight grip, leaving red handprints on each cheek. The echo of each slap in rhythm with the storm outside windows.
Each impact sent Maria closer and closer to the edge of reason.
"You want me to cum, don't you?" she panted, nearing a climax bordering on hysteria. The storm outside intensified, her body trembling against Angel's pounding fury, sweat mingling as they became one.
With a primal growl, Angel plunged inside Maria with savage intensity, gripping her hips tight. His cock throbbed with the energy of an impending release as Maria shuddered around him, finally achieving her long-awaited peak.
"I want you over me again. Cum with me!" she screamed.
He took her in his arms and dropped him in the bed. Fast, she opens her legs. Angel licks her clit, and Maria screams, "Please, fuck me, I want your big cock".
As soon as the words left her lips, Angel thrust into Maria again, their bodies colliding forcefully. He started to hammer her pussy with such a raw intensity that she screamed in pleasure with every impact. The room echoed with flesh on flesh, and the low thunder booming outside provided a guttural beat that enhanced the carnal moment.
Maria's heels dug into Angel's back as he drove deeper and harder, piercing her core with insatiable lust. She cum, screaming in pleasure and saying to Angel: "Don't stop; keep fucking, my machine." Every vein on Angel's thick cock protruded with blood and lust, slamming into Maria with the force of the storm raging outside. With each hard stroke, they grunted and panted, bodies flushed and dripping.
Maria pleaded, "Pound me so hard, you are the only one who can fulfill my desires."
Angel picked Maria up with ease, his muscular arms effortlessly lifting her as though she were nothing but a doll. He tossed her onto the bed and watched as she bounced against the mattress like a wanton feline in heat.
They cum together. Both screaming.
Both trembling with ecstasy and sweat seeping into the sheets. Angel keep his cock inside, making soft movements. Maria was still wet. He was hard as never before.
"Can you fuck all night?", she asked him.
"You can't even imagine".
"Let's go to a motel", she said.