LAST CUBA LIBRE

LEO

LEO

The film is really cool, I was expecting that, since Mike Nichols is the director of masterpieces like The Graduate and Carnal Knowledge. When it's over, Jessica asks me, "What did you think of it?"

"Brilliant:" I answer.

We leave the multi cinema and get back into the car.

"What do you want to do now?" asks Jessica, gazing out of the window.

"My place?" I propose as the street lights reflect on the windscreen.

Jessica shrugs as if she couldn't care less. I drive back to the city, park the 147 in front of my block of flats, with two wheels on the pavement. I get out and set off. I put the key in the gate, push it open and nod at her to go through while I hold it open. Jessica enters and I follow her into the hall. The lift doors open and we get in. I press the button and then turn her towards the mirror, I bend down and begin kissing and nibbling at her booty, through the thin, soft material of her leggings. She lets me do it, then, when the doors are about to open, she says, "Stop it."

I get up and we walk out onto the landing. I open the front door and point to the door of my room. Jessica goes in and I turn on the light and push her roughly onto the bed.

"You could be a bit more gentle," she protests pulling her arms out of her silver goose-down jacket.

I pull down the zip on one of her boots, then I do the same with the other, I feel her legs in their purple leggings for a while and then I pull them off her and begin undoing my belt and jeans. Jessica takes off her jumper.

I take off my shoes, levering the toe of one foot against the heel of the other and unbutton my shirt. I pull off her tanga. I take off my jeans and boxers, which end up somewhere on the floor. Then I go over to the walnut wardrobe, open one of the doors and take out the tube of Vaseline that I bought today at the chemist's.

"What's that?" asks Jessica.

"Vaseline."

"What's if for?"

"Don't worry," I say. "Turn over."

"Turn the light off."

"No, I don't want to."

"Come on."

"Light on," I insist. Turn over. On your hands and knees.

Puzzled, Jessica obeys. She sighs and turns over, turning her little, round, well-made arse towards me. She's in front of me now. I look at her taking my prick into my hand and start wanking. Then I lean down and give her a long lick between the buttocks, caressing the little arse hole with my tongue. Jessica wriggles.

"You're tickling me," she says.

"Keep still," I tell her, continuing to pull at my prick and licking her arse.

"What have you got in mind?" asks Jessica without turning round.

"Well...," I say, trying to be as diplomatic as possible. "You see, love, I believe that there is a considerable sexual understanding between us..."

"Yes...?" says Jessica, expectantly.

"Now, if the relationship is to be good, to avoid the sex act becoming mere routine and the reciprocal attraction dying out, it's necessary to go beyond, you understand? I mean to say, it's time to experiment with something new."

"So...?"

"Well, I think we need to vary things, to keep our sexual interest alive..."

"Do you want to stick it up my arse? She says, turning her head.

"Exactly."

"Well then, don't ask for permission, Just do it."

"OK."

I unscrew the tube and press it until a bit of Vaseline comes out, then I stick two fingers between her buttocks, greasing the ring of her anus well. I take another bit of Vaseline and grease my fingers again, but this time I push my middle finger up her backside to the second knuckle. It's enough to feel the contact between my fingertips and the rough edge of her anus to make me as hard as stone.

I mount her, aim and push. My prick goes in with slight friction and Jessica yelps and grinds her teeth as I begin to pump.

"Go steady!" she says. "You're hurting me!"

I insist, gradually increasing the speed. It's a pleasure to avoid all the fuss with condoms, for once and the anus grasps my prick much better than her fanny. I speed up a bit and Jessica tells me again to be more gentle and she gasps as if pleasure and pain were blending. I'm ready to come in no time. Jessica is grasping the sheets. Every so often she screams, if I push too far in. I couldn't care less and I continue pumping and when I come I push it in as far as I can. In the end I flop onto her back breathing heavily.

"That was great," I gasp.

After a while I get up. There's something brown on my half-erect prick. It must be fuck. I go into the bathroom to wash myself with liquid soap.