Thank you for beta'ing, MsSchneeheide!
After their second Thanksgiving in two-thousand-seven, on their first year anniversary and ten days after celebrating her birthday, Blanca and Diablo are alone once again, due to the fact that their children are conveniently at sleepovers. Even baby Juliana isn't here; she's with her mama. Mojito is there, but he's sleeping on top of Maritza's bed with the door closed.
This time though, Blanca and Diablo are just snuggling on the couch with a romantic playlist going in the background.
"I'll be right back." Diablo puts his hands on Blanca's shoulders from behind her. He leans down and around, while Blanca turns her head a little, accepting the quick peck.
She stands up to stretch and he soon returns with Tostitos chips and hot salsa. "Mmm, that looks good, baby. You know what would be even better?" She goes to the kitchen, leans against the counter with her arms folded over her chest, and gives him a suggestive wink.
"I think I do, mi prometida." Diablo beams. His finger rests on top of Blanca's pinky.
My fiancée
"Me encanta cómo suena eso." Swooning, she looks up into his eyes.
I love the sound of that.
Diablo pulls her towards him and they're soon attached at the lips. She places a hand on his shoulder. Diablo hoists her onto the counter and she tightens her legs around his waist and kisses him back. "Ohhh..." Suddenly, she feels something hard against her middle. She glances down at the tent in his pants. "Somebody's got a hard-on. Damn, hot for me already?"
"I always am…"
They pull away from each other, then resume making out seconds later. She lies back on the counter, thinking of how to keep him aroused.
Then, they finally decide to be down and dirty, and Blanca's the instigator. Diablo doesn't object when she jumps to the floor and hugs him around his waist from behind. She begins to massage his thick cock, making him moan. His boner strains against his pants.
"He pensado en ti todo el día…and I'm feeling so horny."
I've thought of you all day
He turns around to face her; he stops her hands gently. "Are you sure you want this, baby? You really don't have to pleasure me…although it does feel nice!"
"Hell yeah. I'm ready! Watching us fuck in the mirror with me as the lost sprite in the woods and you as the mighty unicorn coming to rescue me is…" Blanca smirks. "So hot. It's always been a fantasy of mine." Biting her bottom lip as she flirts with him, she grabs his shirt and pulls him down to kiss her, and Diablo returns it just as passionately. It's so romantic, that both of them are absolutely lost in each other. Gazing at their reflections, she grips him as tight as she can, loving how warm and cuddly he is. He hugs her back and keeps her close. She rubs her crotch against his stiff, jeans-covered cock while biting her bottom lip. "I want you. Kiss me up against the wall. We can fuck with the window wide open." She reaches up under his top and smiles at his hot, bare skin, imagining it against her own.
His fingers running through her hair, ghosting along the sides of her face, then her shoulders, arms, and finally holding her hands while pressing his lips against her knuckles is somehow more sensual now. His smoldering eyes flicker with desire and he beams widely.
"When I ask you if you want to do something, you know it's always okay to say no, right?"
"Mm-hm."
"Let me know if you get uncomfortable, okay?"
"I will."
"¿Qué te parece que te bese el cuello?" He leans in closer, his fingers sliding between her own.
How do you feel about me kissing your neck?
"Claro, los besos en el cuello me volverán loca," she allows, so he does, eliciting a loud, satisfied moan from her. He moves his mouth from her neck to her lips and they make out. She's breathing hard as he continues his hot trail of kisses along her soft lips.
Sure, neck kisses will drive me crazy
"Will you let me massage your breasts?" he asks in a husky voice.
"Yes, of course…okay…"
"Positive? I care about you so much…Siempre prefiero que me digan que no, que hacerte sentir presionado o hacer cualquier cosa que te lastime o te haga sentir incómoda. I don't like making you feel bad."
I'd always rather be told no than make you feel pressured or do anything to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.
"Yes, Diablo, please…kiss all of me," she begs as wetness pools in her center. "I've been yearning for your touch all these years…my thoughts about you are inappropriate. I daydream of you inside me…then spooning naked as we fall asleep." She peels off her black dress, throwing it to the floor in a heap, and there she is in her scarlet lingerie. She unclasps her bra and lifts the straps off her shoulders, slightly revealing her mounds. "Siempre quiero más de ti."
I always want more of you.
He takes in her beauty and his hands slowly explore all her curves as the wonderful sensation continues to stir in her center.
She lets her bra fall to the floor and then he squeezes her boobs softly, over and over again, running his thumb around her pert, dark nipples. Even with nothing on except a thong, she feels so comfortable in his presence. She's not exposed or shy in front of the man she's with like she once was. She thinks Diablo would've never made her feel that way, even if they actually did have sex for the first time in high school.
"Tengo tantas cicatrices…" She looks down at her scars. "I'm just worried my body is disgusting, littered with them…"
I just have so many scars…
"Let me see them," he murmurs. "You're so pretty, my love," he assures her. "Even when you think you're not." He takes his sweet old time kissing every single one of them, some on her breasts and belly from cigarette burns. When he gets to her upper thighs from candle wax torture, her legs tremble-in a good way-as he kneels before her, keeping her still with his hands on her hips. The way his rough beard feels on her shaved skin excites her. She places her hands on his broad shoulders to steady herself as he caresses her bare skin, just tracing her wounds and scars with his fingers, creating pleasure throughout her whole body.
Feeling confident again, she inhales and exhales slowly. "Quiero que me folles hasta que sea absolutamente incoherente. I want to be so overwhelmed with every sensation that my eyes roll back and I go limp, panting and letting out the tiniest grunts with every thrust. Aleja mis pensamientos, hazme el juguete perfecto para ti. Use me so good that I feel high, that I don't even know where I am."
I want you to fuck me absolutely incoherent. Fuck my thoughts away, make me the perfect fucktoy for you.
"Each of my fantasies involves you, too…"
"Oh God...ohhhh...fuck, baby, don't stop…" Blanca can't finish as his tongue slides across the areas he's just touched. He rises to his feet again. "Tease me. Tócame. Taste me. Fuck me like there's no mañana." She jumps up and straddles his waist. "Dormitorio," she manages to gasp out. "Take me to the bed. Now."
Touch me, bedroom
Immediately, with more sexual need probably building up inside of him, he carries her to their room. Each step is a thud as they get closer. They start kissing madly and then Blanca kicks the door shut, even if nobody is home.
"I've always imagined how you looked naked," he says, and his voice sounds very different. He sets her down gently. She quickly gets on top of him and holds his wrists above his head.
"Wait, my love…let me get my clothes off first!"
"Oh, sí, my bad, lo siento." She releases him and blushes with embarrassment.
"It's okay," he says while removing his shirt.
"Quítate los pantalones," she instructs him, licking her lips.
Take off your pants
"Oh, ¿estás a punto de hacer lo que creo que estás a punto de hacer?"
Oh, are you about to do what I think you're about to do?
She jumps when he starts to take off his belt and flinches when it clinks to the hardwood floor. "Lo siento, involuntary reaction. I know you won't hurt me!"
"It's okay…Blanca, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on," Diablo insists. "For real. You're mi reina, mi amor..."
"I haven't done this in a while. I hope I do a good job."
"I'm sure you will."
He strips off his pants and then his devil patterned boxers, revealing his erect five inch penis.
Blanca sucks in a gasp. "Damn." She shakes her head. "Even better…oh, Diablo, your muscles are huge…y ese pene...tan duro, sólo para mi." She squeezes his arms and he chuckles as her hand wraps around his dick.
...and that cock…so hard, just for me
She massages it for a few seconds, up and down, until her hands are covered in precum. "Don't stop," he says, his head thrown back in complete excitement.
"Do you like me giving you a handjob?" she whispers seductively. His only response is to moan louder.
She continues doing it until it drips on the bed.
Then she washes her hands in the bathroom and wiggles out of her panties. When she comes back, she's holding them in her hand and she throws the pair on the bed, behind him. He pulls up his boxers as she jumps on the bed beside him and starts to give him a lap dance, creating a moist stain where his firm cock is.
"Oh my, your hands!" she cries, panting. "¡Nunca he estado tan mojada antes!" The heat in the room grows stronger and higher as she moans louder and louder. She arches her back as he holds her steady on top of him. "Ohhh, I'm so fucking wet!" she hollers. "Fuck...Diablo...you're so handsome..."
I've never been this wet before!
"Gracias, mi Blanca…te ves increíble…¿quieres que te frote el coño?"
you look amazing…want me to rub your pussy?"
Blanca nods weakly; her name coming from his lips in that sexy manner is enough to make her melt all over again. "Uh-huh...yessss, please..." she hisses. "I got an itchy vajayjay, whatcha gonna do 'bout it?"
"¡Dejame ayudarte con eso!"
Let me help you with that!
His hand goes up Blanca's leg and inside of her already soaking pussy. He rubs her as fast as he can. She throws her head back and thrusts onto his hand as he continues fingering her. "Oh fuck..." She gasps. "Ohhhh...Diablo..."
"Yeah, you like that?" He pumps her faster. "You want it harder, sweetheart?"
"Ay dios…ay dios..." She moans loudly as she watches as he inserts a second finger. He certainly likes to please his soon-to-be-wife.
"Not Dios," he growls, sounding so hot. He pats her butt gently. "Bad girl. Odiamos a Dios en esta casa."
We hate God in this house
"Oh my…so dramatic." She rolls her eyes. "Diablo…it's an expression! Cállate."
"Sí, señora."
Yes, ma'am.
"It's so steamy, like I'm in Hell, pero en el buen sentido, siendo jodida por el diablo."
in a good way, being fucked by the Devil.
"You deserve every bit of this, my dear."
"God damn..." These two words make Diablo go a lot faster, if he isn't already going quickly enough. He doesn't even seem to care that she said god this time, probably because he adores her more than he loathes God. She gyrates around his wiggling fingers. "Mmm...feels good..." He pumps her hard, over and over in a rapid motion, and she bucks her hips, orgasms right in his hand. "Oh my fucking…! Diablo!"
"That's it, moan my name as you come…"
"Ay, mi Diablo…" She's going insane.
He makes her explode two more times until she collapses on top of him, breathing heavily. He removes his fingers and licks them clean of her. "Mmmmm...so luscious!"
"Aaaaah..."
"You enjoyed that? Me pleasing you?"
"Sí..."
"Hmm...I'm glad..."
"Mmmm..." Blanca whimpers and pants as he licks her lower abdomen.
Diablo can't resist. He goes down on her and starts eating her out. When he slips his tongue inside her sex, she screams with desire. He's slow at first around her most sensitive area, licking and sucking sensually. His tongue flicks in and out of her pussy. She's so aroused and her moans get louder, increasing in volume. She knows he's had sex with women before, but most likely not this wild. She can't even think anymore. Forget about being on the edge of reason, she's already incoherent and way out in left field.
"Your juice is warm, just like the rest of you, sweetheart. Eres lo más dulce que he probado en mi vida…"
You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted…
She makes a satisfied sound. He's rendered her speechless for the moment.
He rips open a condom packet with his teeth and slides it onto his erection before he crawls over the top of her.
"Oh, you're such a dirty man!" she laughs as he massages her ass and sucks her boobs, swirling his tongue around her pert nipples. She starts sucking his nipples and moaning as she kisses all over his bare torso. Her tongue runs around his nipples, and then makes a trail down the middle of his chest to the top of his dick. Without warning, she's giving him the best blow job he's ever had in his life.
"Does that feel good?"
"Oh yeah, honey!"
"I want your delicious cock inside of me, pronto. We can do it raw next time!"
"Oh bien, porque quiero tener hijos contigo…"
Oh good, 'cause I want kids with you.
Her whole face lights up with joy at the mere thought.
They switch positions and she's on top of him now. She opens her legs, welcoming his manhood inside her. They grunt as it goes in, but it feels awesome. As Diablo thrusts into Blanca, it starts out gentle, but then goes faster and harder and she's screaming his name in immense pleasure. "¡Ven dentro de mi!" she shrieks.
Come inside me!
Deep in the throes of passion, Blanca begs for more and nearly explodes with her orgasm bursting through her. She bounces a few times as the couple rides through their collective climaxes. Then, she collapses on top of him and they're both sweating on the bed. They fall back on the pillows together, facing each other; still with want in their eyes. After about fifteen minutes of sex, they're both tired and spent.
"Did you enjoy us making love?" he asks with a hoarse voice, under the blankets.
"Oh, fuck, yes," she moans as she snuggles up to him. "Te amo, babe."
"También te amo, sweetie!"
He holds her close to him and they don't move for the next few hours. They're both too blissed out to move a muscle and they're content in resting in each other's arms.
"No te comas mi pizza, I didn't brush my teeth last night! Don't make me say it!"
Don't eat my pizza.
Karla puts Blanca's half-eaten slice down. She and Gloria stare, mouths hanging open and eyes wide in twin expressions of shock and realization. "Damn, you got some cock!" Karla exclaims after she's finished gaping. "Niiiice!"
"It was so dreamy!" Blanca gushes. Her cheeks burn and she fans her face. "Just like my usual reveries. Sometimes, you need a good fuck." The scent of his presence lingers and her core is still tingling. "Feeling his body in the dark después de que tuvimos sexo…it was magical. ¡Todo eso lo fue, de hecho! This morning, we ate whipped cream off each other. We were lucky he could go into work late."
After we had sex…all of it was, in fact!
"Aww, how majestic, I'm glad you two finally got to enjoy each other!" Gloria smiles happily and squeals as she taps the rock on Blanca's ring finger and hugs her.
Karla throws her arms around them both. "¡Estoy tan feliz por ti, mi mejor amiga!"
I'm so happy for you, my best friend!
"I can't wait until I can call him my husband!" Blanca says elatedly within their embrace as the three women rock back and forth. "¡Gracias por su aprobación!"
Thank you for your approval!
"Me neither! Y por supuesto lo apruebo," Karla murmurs.
And of course I approve
"¡Diablo es mucho mejor para ti!" Gloria points out.
Diablo is much better for you!
"When I knelt down beside him that day he was shot, my hands covered in blood, that was the first and only time I prayed to Dios, if there's even anyone up there."
"That's true amor," Karla says with a chuckle.
"Amo a Diablo más de lo que odio a Dios."
I love Diablo more than I hate God.
"That much is clear!" Gloria exclaims.
After Shani is accepted into the country on January twentieth in two-thousand-eight, Nicky throws a party for her; it's held at the ballroom Blanca and Gloria now run together.
"It ain't a party without somebody breaking beer bottles after someone accidentally knocks one over," Nicky jokes since this actually does happen. Everyone toasts Shani with the various drinks they have and she's so happy to be a part of this country.
"Diez, nueve, ocho…" Diablo counts backwards as he covers his eyes. "Siete, seis, cinco…" He can hear Raiza giggling from a concealed location, so he knows she's not far. "Cuatro, tres, dos…uno!"
He searches every other possible and impossible hiding spot. "Whoa, how did you manage to disappear just like magic?" he wonders out loud before walking right past her hiding spot. Blanca and the older kids look amused. Juliana just bats his tie as he holds her.
"I'm a hero 'cause I'm winning hide-and-go-seek! You can't find me!" Raiza yells from the hall closet. "You're getting colder!" she adds as Diablo walks toward it.
"Nice try, kid…" He opens the door and looks around, but can't find her. "Sé que estás aquí…reruns of your new favorite show Taina are on," he adds so she'll come out, but she doesn't fall for it.
I know you're in here…
"Too bad it was short-lived," Blanca comments.
"Yeah, even if it's for kids, I like it! Titi Rosa looks a lot like Gloria," Maritza puts in.
"She does!" Raiza agrees, popping out of Blanca's winter coat that she'd nestled herself in. "Oops…"
"¡Te encontré!" Diablo tells her playfully and she lets the garment fall to the carpeted floor.
I found you!
"Oh, no!"
He tousles her hair and boops her nose, causing her to giggle. "Ready to help us with the garden, nena?"
"Yeah! I'm seis now, so I'm a big girl."
"Sí, ¡seguro que lo eres!" Blanca exclaims, kneeling down to hug her and kiss her cheek. She shows the same love back to Blanca.
Yes, you sure are!
The next activity is planting seeds and watering flowers while Juliana takes her two-hour nap. Blanca and Diablo let Raiza jump in the leaves and on top of the cut, previously overgrown flowers in the compost bin. They pay Maritza and Laronne twenty bucks each for helping them with the tiring chore.
"I'm bushed, no pun intended!" Maritza exclaims, taking off her sunhat and sitting on the swing that faces the backyard. "At least we got dinero, though, ¿sabes?" She fans out her two ten-dollar bills and waves them.
Laronne nods with a smile and takes a slug of his water.
Raiza shows Blanca and Diablo a scratch on her arm. "Oh no, you got an owie?"
"Sí, Mami…"
Blanca kisses it to make it feel better and then they go inside the house to clean it. Diablo whips out a unicorn Band-Aid and puts it on her. "Yay, that's my favorite!"
He pouts, pretending to look sad. "Not the devils?"
"Aww, Papi, don't be triste, I love those too!" Raiza pats his tattooed hand assuringly.
Diablo chuckles and chucks Raiza's chin. "That's my girl."
Blanca laughs at their interaction.
"I'll let you ladies have your fun now, buenas noches, mi amor." Ramón kisses his wife good night before departing with their youngest son who's fast asleep on his shoulder. The men are joining Diablo for a night of playing pool, going out for a nice Honduran dinner, and having cerveza. They're taking their sons with them so they can join in on the fun, but the kids just won't have the alcohol. It'll be root beer instead.
"Night, handsome, ¡ustedes también se diviertan!" Karla tells her husband.
You guys have fun too!
Just then, the doorbell rings. "Oh, she's here!" Maritza calls. Her girlfriend runs into the foyer first, with the other ladies and their daughters following. She opens the door for her mother and they hug tightly. Diablo is a few steps behind Blanca.
"Hola…¿Vamos a tener mi despedida de soltera aquí?"
We're having my bachelorette party here?
"Hm, not exactly." Karla grins craftily. "You'll see, chica! Mi casa es tu casa, though, as they say."
The night before Blanca and Diablo marry, they're separated so they can go to their bachelor and bachelorette parties, which are organized by their friends.
"Buenas noches my pretty Blanca, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon," Diablo says and kisses her on the lips. "Te amo." She throws her arms around him and lets him spin her around. She knows she'll miss him like crazy, but she also knows that within twelve hours, he'll become her husband.
"Tambien te amo." Blanca smiles. "Buenas noches, Diablo. Hey, Ramón...don't take him to a strip club. Please," she tells his best man as he walks back into the room.
Ramón chuckles. "I would never dream of that! If he cheats on my little sister figure, he's dead!"
Diablo laughs. "You would never forgive me."
They've been engaged for eleven months now, only because it has taken forever to save the money for the dresses and tuxes for their wedding and find a good date when everyone's available. Maritza's eighteenth birthday party combined with Flaca and Elena's sweet sixteen had been expensive, fancy, and at a teen club with her and Flaca's close friends that Blanca and Diablo supervised.
The ladies and girls end up going out for mani-pedis and having dinner at a nice Italian restaurant, the never-ending pasta bowl at the Olive Garden-Daya's recommendation, where the women have wine while their daughters drink strawberry soda with their spaghetti dishes. Afterwards, they play Wii Sports such as bowling and tennis at Blanca and Diablo's apartment. Then, they drop all the girls off at their respective homes.
Thank you for reading and reviewing, MsSchneeheide and Juliette45!