Lilian Garcia - Lilian Garcia Quiero Vivir

Christy Hemme kisses Lilian Garcia

I was pissed off. More pissed off than I could ever remember being. I wanted to kill him, put his neck between my fingers and squeeze until I felt better. I wanted to curl up with Ben, Jerry, and Cherry Garcia until it didn't hurt anymore. I couldn't believe it, how could he? What was wrong with me?

I put the jeep into park inches from the garage door, put my forehead on the steering wheel, and tried not to bawl right there in front of everybody. Well, it was two in the morning and the only thing around was the neighbor's Lhasa Apso, but still, I wanted some dignity.

My cell rang, tinkling the merry little Fur Elise with its monochromatic whistles. I checked the number, shya right. I tossed the phone onto the floorboards and stomped over to the front porch. No way in hell I was gonna talk to him now. Not with the image of that redhead's long legs wrapped around his skinny, cheating ass.

I'd only been sitting on the steps in front of my house for fifteen or so minutes when his hat-above-the-boulder-to-see-if-I-would-shoot showed up. Trust him to send Ryan when I was pissed at him, the fucking coward. I adored Ryan and he knew it. Good old Ryan. I narrowed my eyes while he climbed out of his Escort. Ryan.

"Mare? Don't shoot!" He lifted his arms in mock surrender and sauntered to the porch. "You okay?"

"Yeah, fine. What's up?"

"Me?" We both laughed at his obligatory joke. This time I looked at his crotch. The liar.

"Greg wants to see you."

"Can't imagine why. Oh, yeah, his Creed CD's. You can take ‘em to him."

"He loves you."

I snorted in disbelief. "You haven't lied to me yet, Rye, don't start now."

"Things, you know, happen."

I did not want to hear this right now. "You want a Coke? I'm thirsty."

"Nah, I'm good."

"I'll be right back." I let myself in the house while he took my spot on the porch. I thought about it for a full thirty seconds and headed to the bedroom instead of the kitchen. The stuff was on the dresser, right in the center like a shrine to ass. I'd even put a bow on it. That motherfucker. I grabbed the KY, snatched two Cokes from the fridge, and went back outside before I could change my mind.

"Greg-"

I cut him off, "-is history."

"You aren't even gonna give him a chance?"

"The man was fucking another woman."

I didn't think he'd have anything to say to that. I wondered if he'd try to make some lame excuse or try to explain away Greg's infidelity. He didn't, he took my Coke and drank it instead. He always did that.

"He's been fucking her for weeks," he said, staring at the lawn. "I should have told you."

"Don't drag yourself in the middle."

"You don't deserve that, no one does."

"Wanna fuck?"

"He should have-" He stopped, choking on his Coke. "What?"

"I like ducks."

"You asked me to fuck."

"You turn me on."

"But Greg-"

"Is now with someone else. I'm single, you're single, what the hell. Anyway, you're a good basketball player. Sometimes the best dunks are caught on the rebound."

"Mary..."

I turned my head and stared off down the street, suddenly embarrassed. "Yeah, stupid idea. Sorry. You gonna watch the WCW Pay-per-view Sunday?"

The sounds of Fur Elise came from the floorboards of my jeep. Probably Greg wanting to know if Ryan had smoothed the way for him. I frowned and looked at Ryan, really looked at him like it was the first time. He'd been Greg's best friend since kindergarten and mine for the five years I'd known him. He introduced me to Greg and he'd been there for me every time Greg had fucked something up. He'd even been there when I'd fucked something up.

"That's Greg. He'll come over when you answer the phone."

"I don't want to see him for awhile. I'm a little mad," I said, such a lie. I was pissed the hell off. He didn't call me on it. I slurped on some Coke and watched the neighbor's dog take a sudden interest in the cat across the street. One of the things I loved about Rye was that the silences were always comfortable.

"Okay," he said out of the blue.

"What?"

"Let's fuck."

"I thought we agreed that it wasn't a good idea."

"You're right, it's a great idea. I'm single, you're single, why the hell not?" He set his empty can aside, took mine from me and set it aside, too. "We'll just use each other. I'll use you for sex and you can use me for revenge."

"But-"

"But nothing. I haven't had sex in months, I'm horny and you turn me on."

My jaw dropped and I couldn't think of a thing to say. So I'd originally planned to get a little revenge nookie, but I'd changed my mind. It's a girl's prerogative. The last thing I wanted to do was ruin my relationship with Ryan. He gave me his lopsided grin, the one that always made me smile and do whatever he wanted. I closed my gaping mouth and leaned toward him and he leaned toward me and suddenly we were kissing.

His tongue tentatively touched my lips, slowly worming across my mouth. I groaned and opened up to him. His tongue slipped inside of me, tasting the inside of my lips, my teeth, and then my tongue. Oh my gawd, I was kissing Ryan. My best friend. An electric shiver started somewhere around my pussy and jolted through the rest of me. My nipples went from disinterested to rock hard solid so fast they broke the sound barrier.

I was kissing Ryan, the awareness of simply doing that was hotter than anything I could remember doing in years.

"Holy fuck, Mare," he whispered. He sounded as dumbfounded as I felt. Who knew? His hands sank into my hair and we were clinging to each other like we'd invented kissing. I couldn't get enough of his mouth. I clawed at his shirt, yanking it out of his shorts so I could touch him. He worked at one of the buttons on my blouse for a moment, then gave up and ripped it open. Buttons flew everywhere but I didn't care.

I sucked on his tongue and held his head, but he pulled away anyway. His teeth scraped my chin, then his lips latched onto the upper slope of one of my breasts. He eased the white lace of my demi-bra down and licked at my nipple. "Oh my God," I groaned. The breeze hit my wet nipple and, if possible, made it stand even taller.

"I can't wait." He pushed me onto my back, jerking at the fly of his shorts. "I'll make it good for you later."

I yanked my skirt up past my hips, spreading my knees. I didn't want to wait either. He sucked on my lips, pressing himself between my thighs. I felt the bare skin of his hips and the rough denim of his shorts moments before I felt the heat of his dick. It pressed against my pussy, instinctively homing in on my wetness. He slid his hand between us and wriggled his cock between my lips. I pushed up, he pushed down, and he eased inside. We both groaned.

There was no way to adequately describe his penetration. He may not have been able to wait to start fucking, but he was in no hurry to finish it. He took his time thrusting in, pressing his cock into me inch by inch, pausing with every push to savor it. We both held our breath, eyes wide open, when he finally nudged the last little bit of himself inside. "Houston, we have hit bottom," I said.

Lilian Garcia

And that was just the start of it! When lilian garcia naked and I got together in chat, we hardly even talked...we just started cyber-fucking as soon as we could get a room together! She wanted to be my slut whore; and I let her! Quite often, when our spouses were around, we would work each other up into a lather, and then flash out of there because either her husband or my wife would interrupt us. More than once...when Gaby flashed out, my prick would be glistening with pre-cum and I'd go find my wife and say, "Honey? Look! I think this needs some serious sucking!" Then my wife would drop to her knees and grab my rod and hungrily slurp it into her mouth and finish me off...and I'd be dreaming it was Gaby! And just as often, I would be fucking my wife but visualizing lilian garcia taking it up her sweet cunt!

I almost didn't believe her, the day I asked if we could meet...and she said yes! In the summer, the wife usually went away for at least one long weekend with her girlfriends. I thought it would be the perfect time for Gaby and me to meet at one of her local hotels and see if we could match for real what we had been enjoying in cyber-space. God, was I excited...she agreed!

So there I was, just about halfway from Ft. Myers to Tampa. I was so glad for cruise control. If it weren't for that, there would have no way to avoid a speeding ticket for going 30 mph over the limit; I was that worked up!

Oh, my God! When we finally met at the Bennigan's for lunch, I was stunned! The picture in the yahoo profile of her had been so beautiful, but in reality? I'll say it again...OH, MY GOD IN HEAVEN! This woman was fucking hot! We sat at the table and I just looked at her. She met my gaze for a full minute, but then got shy and her eyes dropped.

"Am I making you uncomfortable, Babe?" I asked, touching her hand that was resting on the table. "I don't mean too; I just can't believe my eyes!"

She giggled and looked up again, "You like what you see, Nathan?" I chuckled too, being pretty sure I had this I-wanna-fuck-this-gorgeous-creature look on my face, because when she saw it she continued, "You want me, don't you!" It was a statement, not a question.

"Damn!" I said, shaking my head slowly, "It would have been worth it to come all this way just to kiss you, Gaby! Can I have that body too?"

lilian garcia's look was sultry (almost smoldering) as she replied, "Of course! I'm your whore...your slut...aren't I?" I almost fainted away!

"We gotta get outta here," I was hard already, right under the table; Gaby laid her hand on my thigh and tickled it with her nail. I leaned toward her and whispered. "You need a good fuck, don't you, you slut!"

Gaby smiled crookedly; it was painfully clear that she did. "Oh, God...I haven't had sex in over a month!"

Well, I'm gonna give your pussy just what it needs; and as much as it wants!"

Gaby's hand squeezed my knee and our food arrived. We spent the next hour enjoying our lunch and jacking up the electricity. It was unbelievable how filthy the talk got! lilian garcia was the first woman I'd ever talked to who seemed to enjoy the verbal sparring more than me. At one point I asked her, "Tell me, do you like to ride a cock when it's in your ass?"

She half-closed her eyes and said, "Oh, my God, Nathan...do we have to finish this lunch?"

I chuckled, half nervously. "How much time do we have?"

"I've got to be home by 6:00. We have friends coming over."

"If I shoot a load of cum in that pretty, little cunt...and then another load in that sexy tush...do you promise you'll leave it in there during your party tonight?"

Gaby groaned audibly, her eyes closing tightly. "Don't say that!"

"Why not?" I replied, "You know you love it! My whore loves my cum! You probably would like me to shoot a third load down your throat, wouldn't you?" She grinned but said nothing; her eyes were still closed. "Here," I continued, "touch my cock!" I took her hand and guided it under the table. She was trembling, but she let me do it.

When she touched my sex for the first time ever, her eyes snapped open! They flashed and burned at me with the kind of fire that men don't see all that often enough. I couldn't wait any longer, "C'mon, Babe; we have to get out of here now!" I didn't even wait for the bill...I threw $50 on the table and guided her outside.

Walking briskly to her car together, she asked, "Where are we going?"

"I've got a room at that Holiday Inn over there," I said pointing down the street about half a block, "with a king-size bed and some champagne, and a few other items."

lilian garcia giggled and rubbed up against me; she grabbed my cock right through my pants and cooed, "Will this stay hard until we get there?"

"Probably," I laughed, "by the way, are you wet?"

She leaned even closer, grinding her mound into the top of my thigh. "Definitely, Oh God...my pussy's ready for it!"

I grinned, handed her a key and said, "Room 315."



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Turning on my heel, I practically ran the thirty or so steps to my car! Gaby got caught by a light and so I got to the room first and sat down on the bed. My mind was going a million images an hour and all of them were making me crazy on fire! We had been fuck buddies in the rooms of Literotica for so long I thought this day would never come. Yet here it was, and even better, she hadn't had sex in a month!

Just as I kicked off my shoes, the door opened and she came in. She studied the room as if she were a visitor, not an honored guest! "You like the room, Babe?"

She turned to face me, "It's so nice, I'm just looking at it to remember it all; since we're never going to get together again."

"We're not?" This let some air out of the balloon. "What makes you say that?"



"Because...this once is going to be good, I can tell." Her eyes were doing that burning thing again. "But if we do it twice we'll never want to stop, and then eventually we'll get caught...and that can't happen."

She was right. I would never want to stop. Making up excuses to come to Tampa would be impossible. So I grinned at her, "This is easy, Babe; one of us has to move!"

We both laughed at that! Gaby climbed onto the bed with me; clothes, shoes and all, and I drew her into my arms. That first kiss was not tender! We'd been wanting each other in reality for so long! She was a great kisser too, the kind of kissing that makes you feel the hunger! We made out for a long time rolling around on the bed, stroking and fondling tits and asses and crotches...grabbing each other everywhere...tearing little yelps of passion from each other every time we touched another erogenous zone.

Somehow or other the clothes started coming off. God, did she have beautiful skin! When I unbuttoned her blouse, her heaving cleavage was almost too much! I couldn't wait to take the blouse off, so I buried my face between those titties and the licking began. She was clutching my face to that bosom while I sucked at the fleshy curves. My tongue couldn't quite get inside the bra to lick a nipple, so I reached up with two hands and pulled her left tit out of the cup and slurped the rigid nipple into my mouth.

"Oh SHIT!" she gasped, and her head fell back as a new wave of heat slammed into her. "Ohhh, Goddd...keep sucking my tittie! Fuckkkk!" So I sucked the nipple hard and drew as much of her whole tit into my mouth as I could; her cries got shrill, "Aahhh... Godddd! Oohhhh!"

Reaching behind her as we lay on our sides, I worked her skirt up, pulled aside the thong and fingered her ass crack. lilian garcia wriggled against my hand and I wasn't sure if it was my fingers in her butt or the chewing on her nipples that made her do it. At any rate, after a couple minutes of that lilian garcia suddenly pushed me away, got up, and took off the rest of her clothes. God, lilian garcia was in a hurry! I didn't even get to take in her whole body before she was on me.

She swung a leg over my head, facing my feet and lowered herself to my mouth. "Suck my ass, Nate...Quick! Suck my asshole!" I grabbed her thighs and pulled her farther down shoving my tongue as far up her ass as I could! "Uunnggggg... yesss!" lilian garcia hissed. I saw her reach behind herself and spread her ass cheeks for more contact. "That's it! That's right, Baby! Fuck my ass with your tongue! Ooohh yeah!"

I got a little rhythm going then, sucking her whole ass for three or four seconds and then rimming her with the tip of my tongue for three or four more. Every ten seconds or so I'd stick it in her anus and then draw it out again and repeat. She sounded as if she were almost crying! I think she was frantically fingering her clit too because her hips were moving so and with that movement she almost started smothering me. Just as I thought I'd have to stop because I couldn't breathe, she screamed and came, shaking violently!

Gaby sat down so hard on my face, I had to push her off and she rolled to the side. I turned around on the bed and got my face up close to hers, "That feel good, Babe? Did you cum hard there, you little whore!"

Her eyes were closed but she smiled, "Oh, God, yes!"