Rotten Liaison || Benny Rodriguez

Chapter 6(*)

Before he knew it, they were ascending the 3 steps of his front porch. Benny pushed open the door. The hideous screeching of it hinges piercing the quiet air. Being a gentleman, he let her walk in first and closed the door. The light switched was flickered on and the room was struck with light.

Chamsy sat down on the couch and watched him settle things. He picked up the small black remote perched on the glass table and mashed the red button. The television turned on at once showing a crime show on CBS. Benny turned to Chamsy.

"So uh,...what do you want to watch?"

"It doesn't matter."

He exhaled loudly, chest heaving. He flipped channels until he came to a sitcom called "The Raymond Show" and left it at that. He then plopped on the couch beside Chamsy and watched it with her.

He would've thought that the mood around them would be more warm and congenial. It wasn't. It was awkward and weird. No movement was made. No words were articulated with the exception of the actors on the TV. They watched it for a few minutes before Chamsy began to shiver. "It's getting a little chilly," she commented.

"Oh, it's no problem. I got a blanket behind the love seat," he said. He then stepped over to grab it. When he came back to her, instead of her covering herself up, he did it for her.

"Thank you," she whispered with gratitude. Opening up the blanket for him to join her in the warmth, he threw it over his arms as well when plopping back beside her. A smile came back to her face. He smiled in return and they went back to watching TV.

As the night passed on, the boiling feeling in Benny's bottom area came back. Her body being just inches away from his own was stimulating his spot. His puzzlement was bigger than ever. What was going on with him? What were these strange senses? He pondered on this for 5 minutes or less until.....it hit him. He now knew what it all meant. The nervousness that he felt talking to her, the strong tickling in his nether regions, the stinging flow that it created, the whole experience that his body was receiving. It all came darting back to him and that's when the conclusion made itself shown: Benny was horny.

Sure enough, his member was rising from underneath his pants. The bendy outline it made on his pants was exposed very visibly.

Chamsy's eyes glanced down at it, albeit her head still faced the front. Her devilish grin hid itself no more and re-appeared. Benny somehow had the feeling that she knew what she was doing to him. It kinda freaked him out seeing how tranquil she was about it and not letting out a a gasp or having a look of disturbance. Had she seen a boner before? If so, were they the erections of many guys she's been with in the past? Has she done sexual ordeals with said guys? Mostly, how does she know that this sort of magic that she owns is affecting him? The pondering ceased as the feeling for lust now spread throughout his body. He was nearly about to lose it from the amount of desire he was gaining. Try as he might, he tried to push it all away, but every attempt was futile.

Then, it happened. Want for intercourse possessed his senses and he leaned over to Chamsy. He slid his hand beneath her chin and rose her face up to his. Their lips collided instantly into each other and gracefully followed in a synchronized pattern. The tips of their tongues barely brushed together as their kiss got more deep. Benny's hand cupped one of her chubby cheeks, allowing his thumb to glide over her delicate skin. His other arm wrapped around her torso and pulled her closer to him. Chamsy beamed in the kiss, knowing he had fallen under her spell. Unbeknownst to Benny, he had been her next victim all along, and now she had successfully lured him into her chambers of seduction.

Flipping off the ignored television, his right arm held her legs up while his left one still curled her waist and he picked her up from the couch and carried her bridal style up towards his bedroom. The darkness of the house blocked his sight, but he reached the bed with no trouble. Throwing her onto it, he kissed her deeper. They wasted no time in undressing each other. Kicking off their shoes came first. Chamsy fiddled with the top of his sweatpants and pulled them as well as his boxers down revealing his bare cheeks. His shirt having the same action repeated. Before going for her clothes, Benny jerked at her ponytail holder and took it off her hair, her deluge of curls stretched out all over her head. He stripped her from her blouse and bra and tossed them across the room. Her shorts and undies were casted off with them.

He groped her large breasts and sucked roughly on one of them. Her brown nipples were the picture of caramel candy in his eyes. She squeaked loudly. Her hand laid on top of the one pinching her free nipple, encouraging him to clamp it harder. His mouth took in all of the skin of the pointy substance. After doing the same thing to the other nipple, he made his way down. His lips connected to her clit and sucked it gruffly. Whilst that was being done, his pointer and middle fingers entered her flesh. They pumped in and out at fast speed. Some juices had already flew out while most coated his two digits. Loud yelps crawled out of Chamsy's throat as her head was lurched back. Her hand squeezed the back of his head and pushed it down to her area. She could soon feel his tongue collaborating with his fingers and grinded against them. As she bounced her body, her lips and clitoris kept hitting Benny's nose. His lips then took part and sucked on her walls to vacuum out more juice. Chamsy stuttered to get swear words from her system, but the high rapture would not let them be sounded. She came all over his hand and mouth. Some liquid even got on his nose from it being so close to her opening while she was riding him.

After French kissing to exchange the juices, they swapped places and Chamsy faced her back towards him and bent down to make love to his member. She played with his tip for a while, sweeping the pre cum with her tongue. Getting a reaction from him by him taking a heavy breath, she took him in and proceeded to guzzle him between her jaws. Benny groaned and his chest shifted with the tempo of her maneuvering. His moans grew to be louder. His eyes shut tight. Cum shot at the back of her tongue and at some points, he would accidentally pop out of her mouth and it shot on her face, but she paid it no attention. Benny's hands grasped her buttcheeks and spread them out. He saw the wrinkled hole of her anus and skimmed his thumb over it. He even stuck the tip of it inside a little. Meanwhile, Chamsy kept stroking vastly. More cum flooded the interior of her mouth. She was unable to swallow it all and some cum fell back out and ran down the sides of Benny's penis. But before long, he twitched inside her mouth. His moans turned into mini yells that vibrated the walls of his room. His lips quivered and his teeth chattered. Shivers were sent down his stomach. His skin was red with potency. His throat locked for a second before he erupted into a series of screams. He exploded all of his continents. As she swallowed every single drop, she made noises herself.

The enormous slickness of Chamsy's pussy gave Benny a chance to dive inside swiftly and easily. Not two seconds in her and he was already thrusting vigorously. Juices and cum together made them grossly sloppy. The clapping of cheeks against abdomen was far from inaudible. Some of Chamsy's juices were smudged on his two lower packs. Her big breasts swung with their pounding, them clapping against her chest each time they struck it. The crack of her anus was already drenched with the combination of liquids from both of them. Her hole tickled below Benny's belly button. By this time, Benny's thrusts were violent bangings. He shoved himself deeper and deeper into her meat. Chamsy's eyes rolled back until white slits were between her sockets. Her breasts were getting to be in pain from all the swaying they did and Benny had smacked Chamsy cheeks so many times from the pleasure that they were beet red now. It should be no new fact that moans and shrieks had long shot out of her at this point. The same went for Benny. The big orgasm reached it's mark and Benny ejaculated. Chamsy however had beat him to the punch of orgasming for she had cummed ever since his first few thrusts. He exhaustingly tugged his penis out and pulled her up to kiss her again. Their bodies were drenched with sweat from the dampness and so was their stringy hair. Their kiss was fierce at first, but ended gently.

Being in each other's embrace, they laid back down onto the plush pillows. One of Chamsy's arms rested on his bare chest while the other caned around his neck. Benny's arms remained bundled around her waist and back. They lied in silence. As darkness was still in their presence. Breathing could be heard from their nostrils as they were still catching their breath from earlier. Not another word was said. Moonlight guided it's rays through Benny's window. It shone onto their glistening skin.

Later into the night, while Benny was asleep, Chamsy did her signature grin. In her eyes, another job was done with a new boy, and although she had to admit that Benny was a little tough to get into her hands at first, his impressive sexual contact with her made him her best victim yet.