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Masterlist - Pure filth

CNCO:

Zabdiel:

Hotel (Part 1), (Part 2).

Christopher:

Threesome x Brandon Arreaga - Party

PRETTYMUCH:

Zion:

Quick Shower 

Brandon:

Threesome x Christopher Velez - Party

VAV:

New Beginnings:

Part 1 - Give me more (Lou), 

[papichriscnco]

The First (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/bqBemedfn6 Becky Windsor is known as an up and coming producer working with CNCO. She was given the opportunity through her two best friends - Ali and Clara. It was just a normal day of producing music for CNCO when Becky confessed she was a virgin. Then the devilish plan occurred. First one to sleep with Becky wins. But what happen with Joel's real feelings for Becky? What about Becky's feelings for Joel? Or Chris' need to collect every notch for his belt? Would Richard be able to win with their already flirtatious bond? Or will Zabdiel's forwardness take it all the way? Maybe Erick's young boy charm will see him through to the end. Or maybe it will all blow up in their faces.

[featherwriterweather]

Play balls part 2/ Velez imagine

I did as I was told. I pulled down my skirt,arranged my shirt, took my ripped panties from the floor and followed him. He was waiting for me with stretched out hand. I took it and let him lead me down the hallway.

“How come you are alone in a room?” I asked. Maybe he planned it. Either way I was happy of the outcome.

“Well, we are five and the hotel only had double rooms when we arrived so that’s how I got lucky to be alone” he winked at me. Oh boy how I wanted to jump on him just then and there. I didn’t have to wait long though. Soon we reached a room. Room  234 to be exact and very quickly he unlocked the door and we got inside. He had barely closed the door behind us when I found myself pressed against it. 

“I can’t wait any longer. I want you so much. I want to touch you, to kiss you, to taste you. You’ve been driving me crazy for so long. Just seeing you makes me hard.” he wispered in my ear. He pulled my shirt over my head and threw it demonstatively on the floor. Then he took off his shirt as well. “Take those clothes off before I loose control and ripped them all off.” he said.

I just bit my lip and looked him straight in the eyes. He thought he was in control of the situation but he was so wrong. I locked the door and gently started pushing him back untill he reached the end of the bed and fell on it. ‘You mean these clothes?” I said slowly unzipping my skirt. He just nodded. I could see the lust in his eyes. I took off my skirt and bra so slowly. I wanted to tease him as much as I could. “What about you? I am naked now but you’re still clothed.” I told him.

“Oh I see, you think I gave you the control. This is not the case baby.” He said. He quickly took me by the wrist and pulled me on top of him. I started straddling him and kissing his lips. “Your lips taste like strawberry”he laughed. “I call it lipstick, you call it strawberry”I told him.

Soon after he took me again and turned us over on the bed. He was on top, holding my hands above my head and kissing my neck slowly, making me desire him. His pulsing erection was rubbing against me ever so slightly, driving me nuts. ‘Take them off” I ordered. “No” he said. His lips traveled from my neck to my breasts to my bellybutton and then to my thights. He was kissing my inner thights and looked at me before his head went exactly where I wanted it to be. I moaned so loudly when I felt his tongue on my soft sensitive skin. I bit my lips so hard I almost drawed blood. “Ay dios mío! What you do to me! Don’t stop” the words were just going out on their own. “I don’t plan to stop all night. You’re so wet. Are you wet for me?”he whispered. His whisper sent shiver all over my body. I moaned in response. I felt his hand going between my legs instead of his tongue. His fingers found me and entered me in one swift motion. I was losing control of myself. His lips traveled back to mine. “You like what I do, ha?” “Oh yeah!” my answer was more of a moan than words. He felt me get tighter. He gave me his half smile and froze on his place. He pulled his fingers out and finally stood up to undress himself. His manhood was so hard. I sat up just as he was about to come back to the bed. “It’s not fair to tease me and then get what you want”I said. I bit my lips, something I do a lot, and he knew what I was up to. I licked him all the way up very slowly enjoying his groan. I gave a decent time to the tip of him and then,slowly to tease him, took him all the way in my mouth. His hands found their way to my head. His groans were getting heavier and havier along with his breathing. Just as suddenly as he did, I stopped. “Ven!” I motioned him with my finger to come to me. I backed on the bed and he quickly followed me. “You’re done!” he said. I one quick motion he entered me making me scream in pleasure. He was going fast and deep. I was experiencing pleasures I never new existed. Our lips were locked on each other, I was feeling the warmth of his hands all over my body. With every deep thrust he was touching my g-spot making me go crazy. He came close to my ear and wispered “I’ll make you cum with my name on your lips.” The warmth of his breath made me go into dellirium. I was so close. “You’re getting thighter baby” he said “If you stop now I’ll kill you. I am so close. Make me scream your name!” I told him. That gave him the motivation he needed.

He picked up the pace even more. His right hand snaked between us rubbing me. I totally lost it. I came hard. I threw my head back and really did scream his name without realizing it. “Yeah, just like that” he said. I felt him coming too. His groans made me feel the pleasure all over again. 

Exhausted, he fell beside me on the bed. “You know, I wanted to do this with you since you started working with us.”

“Why you didn’t approach me earlier then?”

“Because I never was alone in a room” he winked at me. “I promise you babe, the next time I see you alone in your makeup room, doesn’t matter before or after concert, you won’t get away with it. I’ll take you then and there!”

“I told you I still have some makeup to pack for tomorrow. You can always come help me.” I winked at him. My teritory, my rules.

[papichriscnco]

The First (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/xSw15e3Y95 Becky Windsor is known as an up and coming producer working with CNCO. She was given the opportunity through her two best friends - Ali and Clara. It was just a normal day of producing music for CNCO when Becky confessed she was a virgin. Then the devilish plan occurred. First one to sleep with Becky wins. But what happen with Joel's real feelings for Becky? What about Becky's feelings for Joel? Or Chris' need to collect every notch for his belt? Would Richard be able to win with their already flirtatious bond? Or will Zabdiel's forwardness take it all the way? Maybe Erick's young boy charm will see him through to the end. Or maybe it will all blow up in their faces.

[featherwriterweather]

English lesson part 5

I caused all of this, how could I let her go?! If I did, I would be the biggest jerk. I hurt two woman important to me. I had to clean up the mess I made. I told Renato that for the next few days they will be without me. I packed a few shirts in my backpack and hopped on the next plane. My heart was beating fast through the whole flight. What if she hates me now, she lost her job because of me. I felt so bad for what I did to Gwen but while sitting in the plane I realised I loved Y/n. There was no way I could ever let her go. Not now. Not when I have found incredible woman that wants me for who I am and not for who people know me to be.

In three super long hours I landed in Chicago. I have black spots of how did I found her house but in a few trips with the taxi I was at her front door. I had flowers in my hands and my heart on a silver platter for her. I knew I can’t give her more than distant relationship. I had to travel so much with the boys. I knew it would be hard but that wasn’t gonna stop me. I knocked on her door and waited for her to come.

“What the fuck are doing here?” she asked me when she opened the door.

“I wanted to talk to you.” I said.

“And you flew all the way to here just to talk to me? You didn’t have to do that. I have no intentions of talking to you. You lied to me. You didn’t even tell me you had a girlfriend. Then you said we will stop and we didn’t and then she came and everyone knew. I got fired and you left me be eaten by the social medias. How do you expect me now to talk to you? Go fuck yourself!” to be honest I expected this. She had all the rights to be that mad at me.

“Look, I know you are mad at me. You have all the rights to be. I messed up. It’s all my fault and I realize that and that I am an idiot. I have nothing else except me and all the disadvantages that come with me to offer. But I have fallen for you. I am in love with you. I don’t want to hide it anymore. I am here to try. I will not let you go just like that. I am not like others. I will not go away the first time you tell me to do it. Because I saw that you also have feelings for me. I don’t know what are they but you make me happy. I will give it all up for you, all the fame, all the attention, eve my music just to be with you. But if you tell me to go home now and leave you alone, I would respect that and I will step away.” I said in one breath. I saw her face changed. I hope my little speech would work in my part.

And obviously it did it’s magic because the next thing I knew she was kissing me with the same passion she kissed me the first time. The flowers fell off my hand as we went inside. Her face was wet from tears. My hands knew what to do on themselves. 

I picked her up and carried her to the couch. I sat down as she was on top of me. Her body was moving so slowly that it drove me nuts. Our clothes were only making it harder. So very soon they were on the floor of her living room. We had desire for each other. I was kissing her like there was no tomorrow. Her body was trembling at my touch. In one easy motion I was inside her, doing what she loved the most, pleasing her. I knew how much she liked kissing her neck, so I paid special attention to it. My hands were gently squeezing her ass. Her moans in my ear were the music I loved the most. My moans were muted into the kisses. She was so wet, I was so hard, we always know how that one ends. I didn’t realize how I got so close to coming. 

Her moans became uncontrolable, which meant she was almost there too. I felt her get tighter and tighter until she came on top of me whispering my name again and again. That part was always my favorite, to hear her mutter my name. I came hard inside her not even bothering to pull out.

“That was amazing baby. I want to call you baby from now on.” I said with a soft smile.

“I would love that, baby”she as kissing me still in the position we were in a few moments ago on the couch. “ I have to tell you something. Please promise me you won’t get mad” she said. My stomach turned around. That wasn’t going to end well.

[featherwriterweather]

English lessons/Zabdiel smut part 1

Zabdiel point of view.

It was the middle of April. Our promo tour was on full speed. We didn’t even have time to sleep properly, let alone do something else. I was drained from all the travelling, all the shoots, all the in between shot videos. And on top of that Gwen wanted her part of my attention. I was her boyfriend after all. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I never had time for her? We knew it would be hard to maintain our relationship from a distance but I decided it was worth it. I was in love with her. My heart my jumping when I thought of her. Or at least that was the case until Renato, our manager and the goofiest friend in our team, okay maybe second to the goofiest, decided he wanted me to learn perfect English and got me a private English teacher. Erick also didn’t know English very well, but he was tutored to get his school diploma so the case was different. Of course I was fucked up, or at least I thought I was until I saw my teacher.

When Renato introduced her to us I literally gasped. My jaw hit the floor, big time. I was looking not at a teacher but at the prettiest woman ever. She had long golden brown waves in her hair, glistening blue eyes and heart-melting smile. I couldn’t believe she was a teacher. I couldn’t stop staring at her. I managed to say my name only when Christopher had hit me at the back with his hand and given me his cheeky smile. I knew that smile meant he would pick on me for a long time but I knew how to get back at him.

We started the lessons the very next day. She was welcoming me in her hotel room, turned into a classroom with so many books and tests and even small white board, the ones you usually hang on your fridge. We were sharing a desk. That desk turned into my favorite object. I was really attracted to her, in a way I haven’t been attracted to a woman, even to Gwen. The weeks were passing by. She was travelling from place to place with us, trying to get me to talk only on English, but the only thing I could think of was her on that desk and my lips on her skin. Of course, I did study. I didn’t want to give the impression of the dumb artist pressed to learn, but of the intelligent young man my mom taught me to be. And besides if I wasn’t learning Renato would have replaced her. That was not my aim.

6 weeks into our course of English, while in Italy, I decided I would try to use my charm and see to what extend it would go. Yes, I was aware I had a girlfriend that loved me, even if everybody tells me exactly the opposite. I felt bad for wanting to hit it off with my teacher. But at the same I couldn’t resist her. She was as old as me, as beautiful as a goddess and smart as no one else. I was completely lost in her. I was allowing myself to fall deep. At first I thought it was only sexual attraction, but I grew into much more.

So that day when I went to her room for the class I brought chocolate with me. She was happy that I did. Maybe she was happier for the chocolate than to see me. I went inside, we seated ourselves as usual and started checking the homework she had given me. But my mind was away. She was wearing floral dress with deep cleavage, her hair was up in a messy bun, her lips were pink and her glasses were finishing off the whole vision of a goddess. I am a man and I couldn’t help but stare. She noticed me, of course. How could I get away with it.

“Can you stop staring at my boobs and pay attention to the lesson, please?!”she said. She knew I couldn’t. I saw her shot a glance down my jeans. That was the moment I knew it was the right time if I wanted her. Obviously she didn’t know about me being in a relationship or she did and didn’t care. Either way I wanted her. I put my hand on my forehead and asked for a break. She sighed but gave me one. I had put the chocolates next me so she had to reach over me to grab them. It wasn’t a problem, though. She put her hand on my knee and reached over, revealing her chest even more to me. She took the chocolates and sat back at her chair. Again she shot a glance down my jeans. “Okay, if you answer me correctly, you can eat all of them. If not I am having them on my own" she continued.

“Okay. Let’s see what you have in mind” We were so close to each other that I was nearly feeling he heart beat.

“How you say in English “Soy de Puerto Rico”? “ - “I am from Puerto Rico” I said.

“Well done! And how do you say “Soy un artista”? “ - “I am an artist.”

“Okay, You can have one chocolate.” she said as she gave me one piece of it in my mouth and licked her fingers after. When she did that I was sold. I was so hard that my jeans were almost ripping off. I guess she saw that because she slid her arm up my leg and biting her lip asked me “How you say “Te deseo ahora” in English?”- “I want you, now!” I said and bit my lip, copying her.

“Exactly” she said. She threw the chocolate on the desk, sexily came up and sat on my lap. I didn’t mind at all. She smiled when she felt how hard I was and then, after removing her glasses, kissed me. She started moving back and forth on my lap which made me moan into the kiss. My hands went straight to her ass. I squeezed it hard but she seemed to like it as much as I did. Before I even realized what was happening we were both in our underwear. I had such desire for her that I didn’t even care if the clothes were torn or not. I threw her on the bed and got on top of her. She was moving slowly under me letting slow moans escape her lips. I was enjoying it way too much. The last barrier between us, the underwear, was soon off and I allowed myself to touch her, just like I imagined a few days earlier under the shower. My hand was slowly moving between her legs while my lips were kissing her neck. She was wet and ready for me. Her clit was sensitive enough for me to know what with one right touch I could make her cum right away. “Don’t make me wait any longer! I’ll give you the lowest mark.”She said. “I won’t fail this one, believe me.”I answered as I entered her without warning. Her lips parted, her body arched and a loud moan escaped her lips. I started moving inside her slowly at first and then faster and faster. Her legs were spread so I could have the best access and hit her on the right places. I let myself smack her butt gently a few times, something I was not allowed to do while fucking Gwen. She seemed to like it. “You are the best teacher I ever had.” I whispered in her ear while picking the pace even more. “Oh shit!. I am so close. You are so good at that.” she said. Words like this always turned me on. I knew myself. I was nearly on the edge, a few more moves and I would have came inside her. Instead I pulled out and started touching her again. She seemed to love it. Her body was waving, her breasts jumping. I came right on top of her lower body as she was riding her orgasm over my hand. I could feel the goose bumps on her soft skin. Her moans sent chills down my spine. My deep voice moans were battling with hers. “You were right, you didn’t fail that one!” she said. Giggling I gave her one deep tongue battled kiss. We were getting in the mood for another round, when, of course, Renato came and knocked on the door. Duty was calling me. And dang how I wanted another round.

[featherwriterweather]

Ojo por ojo, dude (Play balls part 4) [requested]/smut

Argentina, Valentine’s day. The Más Allá tour was continuing on full speed. Two days ago we had landed in Argentina and went directly to the hotel. We had to use every spare minute to prepare everything for the concert. Renato had hired one new guy into our technicians’ team. Since his very first day on work, which was a few weeks ago when the tour started again after our break, he was trying to hit on me. I was staying away from him, because I new Chris wouldn’t like it. Yeah, that’s another little detail, me and Chris acted like a couple since the day in my makeup room and my scene of jealousy, but we kept in secret, because first it was not the best PR, and second- I was afraid I am not allowed to date any of the boys, though my boss was actually Renato and not the band.

Anyways, my ignorance wasn’t doing it’s job. Joseph, the new guy, was flirting with me every time he had a chance. He was nice looking guy, but he didn’t really interest me. I made that very clear to Christopher, but, even though he would never admit it, I knew it bothered him. He perfectly well knew that he couldn’t offer me more than a secret love affair at the moment, and I knew it too. But I was willing to take whatever he offered me, even if it was a few exchanged text messages. I had left myself fall for him, and now was too late to bring myself back to reality.

Christopher was showing me affection every time the moment was good. He was stealing a kiss here and there, a little butt slap, wink, a few whispered words in my ear when no one was watching. And there was a thrill and adventure in sneaking him in my room at night. We felt like high scholars sneaking out of class. But no visible signs were shown of a relationship and therefore Joseph wasn’t giving up. He was so stubborn.

“Hey lovely, how’s your day?”Joseph asked me, brushing a hair strand away from my face. With the corner of my eye I saw Chris looking at us from the other side of the backstage, while they were wiring his microphone for soundcheck.

“Tiring and really long.”I said “I dream for tonight when I will go to bed and sleep all night”

“Will you mind a company for tonight then?”

“You never give up, do you?” I looked across the room again, Chris was grinding his teeth, clearly frustrated from overhearing our conversation. 

“No! I won’t stop until you go out with me” Joseph said.

“Look Joseph, I really need to focus on my work so If you would be so kind to leave me alone would be for the best.” He wasn’t happy with my answer, but I wanted to get him away from me.

Through the rest of the day I was replaying Chris’s look in my head. I hoped it meant what I thought it did. Joseph left me alone, at least for the day, and I got so consumed into my work that I missed even the dinner. I grabbed a quick salad from the buffet and went directly to my room. I wanted to organize my stuff for the concert the next day, which was also Valentine’s day. I had bought something red and nice for after the concert. 

I had scattered sheets of paper all over my bed and was ordering them in complete perfection when Chris stormed into my room, slamming the door behind him and making sure he locked it.

“What was that all about today?” he asked. His voice was kind of angry and sounded so sexy to me.

“What are you talking about?” I asked. I knew what he was talking about, but I wanted to change the subject. “You know! Joseph and you seem way too close to me.” he said.

“Are you jealous? Is that all? I already told you I am not interested in him and he can talk his talks all he wants. It’s no use either way. He just doesn’t know for us and he thinks he can pursue me if he is persistent.” 

“Still, I don’t like it. I know you’re not happy with us hiding but I am not happy with him around you.”

“Oh God! Christopher stop! I told you already that you don’t need to be jealous. Grow up, please, and start to listen when I speak!” I was getting frustrated. 

“So you think I’m a kid, ha? Does the two years difference between us matter that much?” I just rolled my eyes and didn’t give him an answer. He came closer to the bed and threw all my sheets of paper on the floor. “What the f....” I could finish my sentence because he had already thrown me on the bed and started kissing me. “I’ll prove you that the difference is of no matter. I am not a kid.” He said as he took off his shirt. He reached for my scarf that was on the nearby chair and quickly tied my hands to the bed above my head. “What are you doing?”I asked him. “Don’t speak, don’t ask, close your eyes and just feel. Feel my touch, my kisses, feel me.” He said as he tore off my clothes and then took off his jeans and boxers. He started touching all over my body. It was getting so hot in that room. At one point I really closed my eyes and let myself absorb all the feels. His hand slowly traced a line from my lips to in between my legs. “Already so wet” he whispered in my ear as he slid two fingers in. He started kissing, biting and sucking on my neck. I desired him so much. I always did. I felt his erected manhood brush over my thigh. I would have helped him with it if my hands weren’t tied up. I let out a few loud moans. He smiled in the kisses he was giving me. His hand stopped pleasing me and found its way to my breasts. Soon after his tongue replaced his hand. I wanted to pull on his long hair and scream his name. I was biting my lips hard. His tongue was moving fast. My moans were getting uncontrollable. My body was shaking, I was so close. Never wavering from his habit, he stopped just as I was about to come. “I don’t want you to come, not now. I want you to come hard and on me.” he said. His voice was husky and sexy. His lips melted in mine. “Let my hands down!” I said. “No! Trust me, you’ll love it. Let me show you good sex.” he said as he slowly pushed himself all the way inside me. The wet sounds of our sex were too sexy for me at that very moment. He spread my legs as far as he could so I could feel him deep. He started slowly at first, kissing me in the meanwhile. His thrusts were getting harder and quicker each time he pulled out. It felt so good. His kisses, his warm touch, his breathless voice in my ear. “I love fucking your pussy, you know! I love when I feel you tighten around me and to know that I am the reason for it. It makes me enjoy the orgasm twice as much.”he whispered. “Oh God! I’ll let go, I can’t hold it anymore. Talk to me like that!” he didn’t hesitate and continued. “You like what I’m doing? I want to feel you even tighter, to feel  you come over me. Come on, let go baby! Let me know I am the reason you feel this pleasure.” That was the last I could take. I came so hard while he was still fucking me but at slower pace. His name escaped my lips. I opened my eyes and saw him smiling and biting his lips. His heavy breaths accompanied mine. I felt him letting go. His lips crashed on mine, muttering his screams. 

We stayed a few minutes like that kissing. He untied me after and I used the chance to pin him to the bed and hop on top of him. “Am I a kid?” he asked. “I never said you were one. But If you give one more jealous scene for this Joseph idiot, you won’t get laid for a long while.” I said as I crashed my lips on his. The night was nowhere near over.

[featherwriterweather]

Jelous (Play balls part 3)

We were on the go again. Time goes so fast. Remeber that night with Christopher, that was like a month ago. We had amazing time with our families but duty was calling us in action. Before our vacation, the boys almost finished filming the video for their song “Mamita”. The last few scenes with the hired models were about to take place. I had to get on the set three hours before everyone else to prepare everything so when they come in to quickly do their makeup and send them in front of the cameras.

I have to admit the girls weren’t that bad at all. They all had lovable personalities. But I wasn’t keen on the fact watching Chris act like he’s all into another girl. During this month break we were constantly on the phone, on facetime and all sorts of apps. We may have had some phone-crazy nights but I was expecting more when we came back. 

Well, nothing happened. We didn’t even see each other. Straight out of the plane, I was running errands, he was doing press with the boys. Renato was driving me crazy with tasks for the next day. It was crazy. I am not going to lie to anybody, I wanted to see Chris, because I wanted to see how far we will take it. I am all in for more crazy nights. 

But, as you can think, the moment I smelled the pillow, I was out. The next morning my alarm went off in 4 a.m. That was a real punishment for me. The first thing I did, after I took a shower and made myself look like a human again, was to take a giant cup of coffee. I went to set, downstairs in the hotel lobby, and made sure everything was ready.

“You’re up too early” I could recognize that voice from far.

“I am a working woman. Why are you awake?”

“I thought I can come see you. We haven’t talked face to face in a while” he said coming close to me. A little too close for this early in the morning. It was around six already, people were waking up, he didn’t seem bothered at all.

“What’s wrong? The last time I was this close to you, you told me not to stop touching.” he laughed.

“Reanto is going to come down any minute. He’s my boss ,it would be the end of my career if he sees me making out with you.”

“Who said anything about making out?” he winked at me, closing the distance even more.

“Good morning” all five girls were coming towards us. They were ready to get dolled up. I was ready for something else but work is work. Chris smiled at them, winked at me and left.

The rest of the day went on fast. The makeup was done to all five girls and all five boys. The scenes were shot and a wrap of the video was announced. I was grumpy all day, looking at everyone like a thunder cloud, especially at the model acting with Chris. It was getting late and everybody left for dinner. I wasn’t hungry at all, I wanted to go off on somebody and that kind of consumed my appetite. I was minding my own business with my eyeshadows when the door behind me opened. 

“What’s been with you all day?” Christopher walked in his almost sheer shirt.

“Nothing. I am perfectly fine!” I told him not even looking up at him. Before I could manage to snatch a look at him in the mirror, I felt him embracing me from behind. “Something is up with you and I can see it. Is it because of that model-actress hitting on me?” his breath was close to my ear. His strong hands hugging me, especially from behind, didn’t help at all. 

“Maybe it is.” I said “I thought we would at least have 10 minutes to talk about what happened. I mean was it a one night stand or we can repeat it. Doing it through the phone doens’t count.”

“So you are jelous. Is this why you’re so grumpy all day?” he kind of laughed. Two options were here. Either I would kick him in the balls, or I would do something better with them. “There’s no need to be jelous of her. She’s gone and I am here with you. And I am getting quite in the mood for something fun to do.” His words were like music to my ears. Boy if he knew how wet I was in that moment. “I told you I’ll get you in your makeup room. I’ll show you who I want and what I want.” he wispered in my ear while slowly sliding his hand down my body. He started kissing my neck, I made the mistake to tell him I loved it, his hand finished its traveling between my legs. Slow and quiet breaths escaped my lips. I could clearly feel how hard he was. His other hand easily found its way under my shirt. My jeggings turned out not to be a problem for him. His hand,the more curious one of his two, pulled them down along with my underwear. “You seem to have the thing of being wet around me” he said. “What about your hardness around me?” I whispered in response. “Let’s take care of both my hardness and your wetness, what you say?” He didn’t need my answer, he already knew it. His hands stopped pleasing me only to bent me forward on my desk full of scattered brushed and shadows. I could see in the mirror how he was bitting his lips. He wasn’t afraid of the fact that it wasn’t that late and anybody could walk into the room and catch us doing it. 

Slowly and teasingly, as he obviously liked it, pushed himself all the way in. I let out the breath I was holding. His hands found their previous places again. “You like it?” He said. Oh boy, I loved it. 

“Si!”

“I see you’re getting better with your Spanish!”

“You’re my motivation to learn it. How else am I going to drive you crazy?” I managed to say in between my mutter moans. We were trying to be extremely quiet. But it was hard task for both of us. 

“Do you believe me now that I want you and not her?” he said in the meanwhile pushing in all the way in everytime. “You have to try harder if you want me to believe you.” I said

“Harder, you say?! You won’t be able to stand on your feet after.”

“Vamos a ver!”

He smiled and started making quicker movements with his hand between my legs. The sounds of my wetness and his heavy breathing were filling the room. I could tell he was enjoying every moment of it and that was all I wanted. His trusts were getting quicker until, yet again, he stopped and pulled out. His strong hands grabbed my waist and turned me face to face with him. He lifted me up so I could sit on the desk and spread my legs to give him full access. His lips were looking so delicious. He entered me without explanations or questions. His lips attacked mine, or mine attacked his. I couldn’t tell exactly but the kisses were deep just like his thrusts. Again his hand found its usual place in between my thights. I felt the pleasure building up in my lower stomach. His breath became even heavier. I could feel it in our kisses. His body was shaking. The sounds of sex were filling the room. The scent of doing something so risky was doubleling up the pleasure. I felt myself getting tighter. 

“You’re gonna loose it, I can feel you.” he said

“I don’t believe you will last longer than me” I snapped back immedeatly. Just a few more thrust, a few more shared kisses and a few more let out heavy breaths we both came hard on each other. We stayed there kissing for a few more minutes, getting our forces back. Just a minute was enough to arrange our clothes as they were when Renato came into the room, looking for me to arrange tomorrow’s packing. We shared a quick look with Chris. Knowing we could have been walked on just for a minute made all the expirience even better. 

I didn’t want Renato to stay in that room so I reassured him I’ll pack everything so tomorrow it could be loaded and sent to the next city we were visiting. As he was walking out followed by me, Chris took my hand and whispered in my ear “Do you believe me now?”