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hard not to say it. She really didn’t want to say it. Since she never usually had an orgasm without mechanical assistance with anyone other than herself she couldn’t control what came out. She didn’t speak Spanish regularly. She had grown up in a pretty white part of LA. Her Puerto Rican father and Caucasian mother spoke English in the home. Everything she knew about the language was learned in a series of summers when she was a teenager. Maybe that’s it. Maybe because the first guy she had sex with wanted her to say it. 
    She had repeated it at his request because she was seventeen, he was twenty, and he was a handsome man with a seductive accent, and she thought that was what people did when they had sex.
    It was bubbling up in her throat. She breathed, she groaned, she called his name over and over trying to make that the only thing she said. As soon as her orgasm peaked she heard it tear from her throat in perfect form, “Aye Papi!”
    He was off the bed and then back in a flash. She watched him roll the condom on as the last pulses of her release skittered through her. He put the head of his big cock against her and pushed into her. He was so big she could feel her pussy adjusting to his size. She would feel this tomorrow.
    “Deeper.” She gasped. “You’re so big, Bruce. It feels so good.”
    “You’re tight,” he said as he pushed against her again. He was barely in.
    “Just push.” She lifted her hips and the pleasure slash pain of it drove her mad with need for more. The situation reminded her of two things at the same time. First, how long it had been since she did this last. Second, how small her last boyfriend was everywhere. “Please. I need all of you.”
    “You’re tight, I don’t want to hurt you.” He pulled back and pushed again, slowly, carefully.
    “I want you to. I want to fee l it as you push into me deep, Bruce. I know you want to. I’m wet, its slick. It’s tight and it might be skirting pain, but there is more pleasure. Please.” She reached her left hand down and stroked her clit with it. He watched.
    “You’re sure?”
    “Yes.” He watched her fingers circle her clit a moment longer. Without warning he pulled back and then pushed into her with one hard thrust. She practically levitated off the bed. It was so fucking good. Sure it hurt, but now that he was in, it was all new sensations and awareness. “That’s so good, baby. God, you hurt so good.”
    He pulled back and thrust again. She circled her clit again and her body came. It wasn’t just her pussy. Her entire body tensed and released around his cock. It was a life changing fuck. She could never settle for less than this again. Ever.
    He leaned over her , wrapped his arms around her, and lifted her up until she was sitting on him. His mouth captured hers and his tongue mimicked the lift of his hips as he remained deep inside of her and rubbed against her walls.
    She tried to keep her right arm out of it. It was useless, she held him tightly. Her feet adjusted . His hands adjusted and he lifted her and pulled her down on him, giving them more thrust power, more movement.
    He was strong enough to hold her like this. The fact that he could move her, hold her, lift her, without her feeling like she might break him allowed her a sense of freedom she had not known before. She was working for it now. They had barely broken a sweat with the first round of things.
    He leaned in and licked the drop slipping between her breasts. She could feel his back getting warmer, wetter, and his chest sheened with sweat. He was studying her with those big ocean blue eyes and she had to tell him, “You look so fucking sexy.”
    “So do you.” He leaned in and kissed her. He slowed the pace and let her rest on his lap again. He was in deep this way, rubbing slowly. He laid back and pulled her with him. She was on top of him. He was going to roll them. “Wait. Let me ride you a minute like this.”
    She wanted to make him come. She