Bed Time stories

Reggaeton

I was feeling a bit down when I never heard of "Carbonara" again. Alright, not exactly bummed but insatiably horny. I had no one for almost a month. I wanted to touch myself but I had a roommate in addition to the fact that I tend to vocalize when reaching climax.

Temperature in the dessert started to go up and along it my libido. It was mid of June when this twinky-looking guy suddenly said "hey!" After we matched on October the previous year. I was surprised and got very curious. I replied "heyyyyy" immediately.

So we exchanged the usual pleasantries. What's your name, where are you from, what are you looking for in tinder. When I found out he was Latino I got even more curious. I got excited even. I heard Latinos are passionate lovers. I had to find out. A couple of flirtatious texts then he finally took my number. We continued messaging on the other app.

He asked me if we could meet for drinks but Bars were closed during this time of the year so  he asked if he could invite me to his room instead. Although he looked twinkish, he was very gorgeous. Naturally, I said "sure! So When?"

After a few days, we decided to meet at the bus stop in front of his building. When I finally saw him, I felt a bit of embarrassment. He looked so young and pretty. He looked fresh. He was clean cut, very beautiful deep dark eyes and perfect skin.

"Are you sure you're 27? You look younger!" I asked while walking to his building.

"Yeah, you look young too" complimenting me back in his Latino accent. This time I was sure I wanted him.

He took me to his room and asked if he could play a little music while we're drinking. I told him I love music. Songs from the 90-2000's started playing.

"Are you playing this music because you know you have an older guest?" I kid. Then he smiled boyishly and said "nooooo! I like all sorts of music. I just felt like listening to this one."

After talking and finishing almost half bottle of that whiskey from his country, he felt the need to dance. That's when He asked if I knew about raggaeton. I definitely know what reggae was, and heard about reggaeton but not so sure what type of music would that be. So I told him the truth.

He started explaining about the origin, the artists, some of the older songs and even beat boxed the standard reggaeton beat. I found it amusing and extremely cute.

After about a lengthy time of him going on and on about music, my thoughts were just: when are those lips going to land on mine? It's almost 3 am"

I was about to give up. I felt my eyes getting droopy. Suddenly He switched the music to salsa. He took my hand and asked if I wanted to dance with him. "I don't know how " I answered embarrassed. "It's okay, I'll teach you" he whispered. He made me stand up and we swayed a bit facing each other. He then turned me around and felt his hands making its way on my hips. He made sure our hips were aligned so I would move as he did. He started swaying again. This time, I could feel his erection. My heart started pounding.

It was almost romantic when he first kissed me. He noticed I wasn't a good dancer so he let me sit on his couch. We were both laughing but I could feel he was disappointed. I think felt how sorry I was so to reassure me, he held my head up and kissed me slowly.

After a Few minutes of making out, we finally decided to take our clothes off. I felt like we were on slow motion. It was the synergistic effect of alcohol to 20hours of being awake.

His whole body was flawless. "This is a guy I can lick literally anywhere." I thought. The previous guys I've met either had too much testosterone because of too much body hair or they were werewolves in their previous lives. This Latino guy on the other hand, knew the art of manscaping. He could be a 10 had he been a feet taller.

So foreplay wasn't that intense. He kissed my neck down to my boobs. I released a subtle moan. He got more excited. I could feel my blood rushing to my nether area. I wanted him to suck my clit but I also didn't want this pretty boy stop to kissing me. So I grabbed his left hand and and pushed 1,2, or 3 fingers inside me. His thumb was gently pushing my clit. The interval of my breaths became shorter, almost rhythmic in time with the reggaeton beat.

This must've fascinated him. He stopped kissing me And went down to see what was going on. I was laying still sprawled on the bed while my mind was going wild. "Ohhhhhh
Babyyyyy..." as I held on his neck. At first I thought he was going down to lick me but after minutes of waiting I just dismissed the idea. He was just there to observe and then look back at my facial reactions.

The rhythm was so good. I Moaned louder as I arched my back. He was so scared the neighbors might hear so he put his hand over my mouth. As I was close to climax I pulled him up to kiss him so I couldn't scream. He moved his fingers faster and faster and could feel him touching my gspot. I whimpered as I came.