Rotten Liaison || Benny Rodriguez

Chapter 7(extreme *)

Rays of the morning light shone through the blinds of Benny's bedroom window. The setting was noiseless and reticent. Birds sang their daily melodies on the tree branches out in the yard.

Benny breathed out a yawn as he rubbed the sleepiness out from his bottom eyelids. He turned over on his side thinking he could stretch his legs out in the bedsheets, but his foot hit something and he came across another body. It was Chamsy. She was still in a serene state of rest, her inhaling and exhaling in her sleep ever so steady and at a slow momentum. Her strings of curls shielded her face and chest. Her long eyelashes gracefully laid on the tops of her cheeks and her complexion gave an angelic image. To Benny, she looked quite beautiful asleep.

He suddenly felt the urge to kiss her on the lips with fragility, but didn't in fear of waking her. He ran the back of his hand against her dark hair. It was frizzy in most areas, but her curls never vanished. His touch caused Chamsy to begin to stir. She sucked in deeply rising up from her nap, a hum coming from her closed lips doing so. Her eyes then found Benny's and she looked up at him giving him a not too devious smile. Benny returned it. She put her own hand against one of his soft cheeks to let her thumb massage the smooth tan surface of it. The pink shade of them complimented his pink lips. His long eyelashes curled a distance outwards exposing his hazel eyes to shine in the sun's bright illumination. His dark brown hair had a wonderful sheen to it and the front of it was ruffled so gorgeously on his forehead.

Benny then looked down into the bedsheets and remembered they were still in the nude from their fun the previous night. The first thing that was in his sight was his member standing tall right below his stomach. He peered at Chamsy's genitals and witnessed her shaved region as well. Her figure was even more beguiling when she was in her bare skin. The fair tone of her skin was pleasing to his eyes, but also pleasing to something else. He looked back to himself and as he had felt, it was rising up again, making an arch to represent his titillated mood. Chamsy saw too and pushed herself closer beside him to give him a kiss on his plump lips. He turned his head to portray the action back to her. His arm went behind her back once again.

Yearning growing stronger, he pulled one of her legs up around his hip and vigorously cheeks of her rear. He tugged them back having air hit her hole. Chamsy did the same to him and Benny moaned at one of her fingers tickling the wrinkled skin of his crack. The tip of his penis bumped against her clit, the precum glazing it instantly. He wanted so much to penetrate her like he did many hours ago, but this time, the unquenchable thirst for dirty sex scattered all throughout his mind made him have the interest to do something different......something very repulsively different.

Without warning, he flipped Chamsy over so that her back was facing him. He bent her over to make sure she was in the right position to do his plans. He then took his member into his hand and lined it up with the entrance to her rectum. He spat on his hand and knead his saliva over the hole and his tip to slick it up for him to get in easier, while using some of his already-produced cum,too. Nudging forwards, he went in slowly, but ruggedly. Many wet sticky *schlick* sounds were heard as his sturdy structure went inwards to her meat. Chamsy let out a slight hiss of pain. Anal wasn't the most satisfying type of sex to do. Benny picked his pace. First, going not fast at all just to give her a good familiarity of the feeling. She felt really tight and cramped around him, but then again, he wasn't in her twat. He decided to go more faster in his movement, although a moan of pain and pleasure from Chamsy would've told him not to do that. Her noises only fed to his lustrous desire and he went faster. Chamsy rocked with his thrusting as her cheeks clapped with the tempo of their seduction. Juices had been flooding her shaved gap and her dark inner thighs. The internal flames in her chest got hotter with the delightful pain that remained inside her behind from Benny. Moans did not stop erupting from her and they soon turned into tumultuous howls. Benny wasn't going any slower with his plunging. Sloppier and sloppier were they. Liquids doused their legs. Sweat was now forming on their foreheads in tiny droplets and they soon ran down their faces. Skin got red with violent energy. Groans and yelps had yet died down.

"Ça fait mal!" yelled Chamsy. Of course, there was no respond from Benny seeing how they spoke different native languages, so he kept going with popping her rectum. The intensity was expanding with every throb he did. Hearts were pounding laboriously and fluids flying in lots of directions.

When the orgasmic climax struck, Benny launched his substances all into Chamsy. He groaned in relief once tugging himself out. Sweat pouring from his head and back, he then landed on the bed. A bit more slime came out of her hole before Chamsy plopped on top of him. Bending forwards, she tongue kissed him thickly. Benny put his strong veined hands on her breasts and groped them with his palms and long slim fingers. Hair was thin and hard from dampness and bodies stunk with clammy odor.

Chamsy then gave Benny a look. One of her eyebrows raised and the corners of her lips swirled up. Benny stared at her confused. He was about to say something when he felt her sink herself onto his penis. The unsaid sentence was then replaced with a sigh of stun but delectation. That look had not only meant her enjoyment of his sexual work to her backside, but it also resembled her being ready for round two of normal coition.