Requested: "hey could you write a chapter about Carlos making you finish over and over again on his tongue and fingers?"
Warnings: 18+ smut, no plot just straight up filthy smut, fingering, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, slight degradation, praise, slight humiliation (barely)
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Your legs were shaking now, still resting over Carlos' shoulders as he continued to tease your pussy with his fingers.
He was still fully clothed, only having his sleeves rolled up while you were completely stripped naked. Your gaze couldn't waver away from him, but you couldn't help but feel humiliated based on the vast difference of your attires—or well, your lack of clothing.
"C'mon mi amor, this is just the beginning," he looked at you with a sultry smile for a brief moment before slipping his finger back in your cunt.
Your hands grabbed the sheets around you, trying to ground yourself as you thought about how the rest of the night would go. This was only your second orgasm, and Carlos wasn't in the mood to stop.
Without a warning, he quickened his movements, slipping in a second and even a third finger right away. Your thighs threatened to snap shut together as the pleasure radiated through you but Carlos didn't let that happen.
Still maintaining his brutal pace, he used his free hand to lift one of your legs off his shoulder before pushing it up towards your chest. "Hold it there," he instructed, telling you to hold both your legs so he was given more freedom to do as he pleased.
His fingers curled at the same time as his lips reached your clit. Sticking out the tip of his tongue, he brushed the nerve with minimal, barely there touches.
You whined in response, wanting more. "Carlos, more please," you didn't mind resorting to begging knowing that he wouldn't be able to resist your pleads.
He quickly retracted his mouth, but before you could protest, his other palm made contact with your swollen clit. You bucked your hips up in response, a low moan leaving your lips.
"You're going to take what I give you." He brought his palm down once more, this time a little harder than the last. He kept his fingers resting on your clit, dragging down before pinching it between his fingers.
The fingers inside your pussy easily slip in and out, your wetness dripping down to the bedsheet underneath. You struggled to keep a strong grip on your thighs, sweat building up threatening your hands to slip away.
But the thought of presenting yourself to him, showing him your cunt so he could tease it endlessly before making you finish over and over again was just the motivation you needed.
He continued his brutal pace until you were writhing as another orgasm washed over you. The grip on your thighs eased away as your hands found their way into Carlos' hair.
Resting your feet flat on the bed, you had unintentionally closed them together as the pleasure consumed you. Carlos had lapped up your cum while his fingers slowed down but never stopped moving.
Catching your movement, he removed his mouth away letting you close your legs tighter. But he didn't move his fingers away, letting them reach deeper in your pussy, making you moan louder.
He let you bask in post orgasmic relief but it was very brief as you realized Carlos wasn't going to stop moving his fingers. That breath of relief turned into a cry of frustration as tears threatened to fall from your eyes.
"Spread your legs, puta, I'm not done with you yet," he instructed as he pressed his thumb against your clit while he removed his fingers from you.
"Carlos," you cried as a tear slipped down your cheek, his other hand was quick to brush it away as he looked at you with a smirk. You didn't register his command until he slapped the back of your thigh, forcing your legs to spread.
"What happened, love? Too sensitive?" He teased as he pressed harder, slowly rubbing your clit in small circles.
He slid his thumb down, gathering your wetness before teasingly pressing in your hole but not inserting his finger in yet. Using his other hand, he separated your folds before swiping his tongue across your cunt.
Placing loud, wet, filthy kisses on your cunt, you squirmed under his touch. You didn't know whether to pull away from his touch or press against it. But you did know one thing, you loved this more than you thought you would.
Your eyes rolled back as the waves of pleasure took you under, your mouth hanging open but the sounds leaving it were deaf to your own ears. You didn't think you could cum this fast right after your last orgasm but you enjoyed riding the high until it became too unbearable.
Carlos loved every second of watching you lose your mind in the depths of pleasure, and he loved it even more knowing that he was the cause of it.
He watched as your eyes closed, but he was quick to comment on it, "eyes on me, cariño"
You were glad you listened, because the sight in front of you would've made you cum alone. Carlos was already looking at you, but his fingers had spread your cunt out again. What he did next made you arch your hips up, chasing the pleasure he was giving you.
You watched the bead of saliva drip down from his lips onto your slit, and he watched as you felt it sliding down.
His fingers made his way back inside your used cunt, spreading his spit. He pulled you closer with his other hand as you attempted to squirm away, "I thought you didn't want me to stop, don't try to move away now," he spoke, reminding you of your pleads for him to keep going when he teased you but left you hanging.
He held you in such a position where you were unable to move further, but as he continued his finger movements, you began grinding against his palm.
"That's it baby, you're doing so well, just a little more," Carlos praised you, noticing how his words affected you.
"I don't think I can," you grasped onto his arm but you didn't exactly want him to pull away, you just held it to ground yourself.
"I know you can, I won't stop until you can't think," he stated in a tone of finality.
He pulled out a few more orgasms out of you, however you don't even remember exactly how many more Carlos convinced you for since he kept saying "one more."
He left your cunt bruised in all the right ways, making you feel like putty as you quite literally melted in between the bedsheets. Carlos joined you after he cleaned you up, moving you higher up on the bed to avoid touching the wet spot.
"You did so well for me, mi amor," Carlos muttered in your ear but lightly chuckled as he realized you had already dozed off.
