Puerto Rico Is Burning


Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Black Male, Hispanic Female, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Maré has a passionate night in Puerto Rico with his sexy Boricua, Carmen Luvana. Their sexual energy and passion sets Puerto Rico on fire!

"I am in Paradise! I love Puerto Rico!" I scream to the air.

I am in my Hustler 41 Razor speedboat racing down the clearest blue water like an iconic scene from Miami Vice. I look fresh in my crisp white button-down shirt, slacks, and matching all white Air Jordan 8 Retro sneakers. I love the feeling of the cool breeze, the wind humming in my ears, the sun setting, and the sight of the waves that are wild as an untamed steed. I am excited that I am going to meet with my friend, Carmen Luvana, who is waiting for me at her beach house. This is my last night in Puerto Rico and I am ready to do it big!

There is her white luxurious two-story beach house. There are French glass windows in the front and a terrace all around the second story. The architecture reminds me of something I have seen in the classic movie, Scarface. I took a deep breath, ring the gold doorbell twice, and step back.

Carmen comes out wearing a purple top and white shorts cut offs, which complements her sun-kissed skin. Her honey-blonde long hair flows down her back smoothly. I can stare at her mesmerizing eyes and her lovely figure all day. What I love most is her perfect smile. She is my Latin Sugar!

"What's up, Sexy?" I say to her.

Carmen smiles brightly. She gives me a big hug and a sweet kiss. I look down and see her well pedicure, painted toes. I do not have a foot fetish, but I love her feet.

"Hola, Maré!" She says to me. Her Spanish accent sounds so sexy.

"You have a nice place."

"Thanks, papí. Do you like Puerto Rico?" Carmen asks me.

"I love it!" I continue. "I feel kind of sad that this is my last night here. I love the climate, the scenery, the beach, and the women. I like women that look like Carmen."

"You like Latinas?"

"Of course, my first girlfriend was Puerto Rican. I lived in East Harlem. Latinas exudes sexual energy, which I love!"

"Yes, we do." Carmen laughs. "I lived in Brooklyn for a few years before I moved to Miami. I do miss New York! Let's go inside, I've been eagerly anticipating your arrival."

She takes my hand. We walk through the big side-by-side door and into the front entrance. Wonderful smell of food wafts from the kitchen. Carmen immediately gives me a tour of her house. It is all in neutral colors, lots of light, and no darkness. She has a beautiful garden full of white roses and a small fountain with an angel who had spread its wings. I also like the small marine with the speedboat and larger vessel.

"I am really impressed, baby girl." I tell her. "You are living it up!"

"I love the finer things in life." She laughs.

The table is set and I cannot wait to eat greedily. We eat seafood, broiled red snapper, shrimp salad, fire roasted peppers, and Rum. Carmen is a great cook! This meal is a big proof that she has a mastery of the culinary. It is hard for me to chew and keep my eyes off Carmen.

"Great meal, Sugar," I said, after cleaning my plate.

"Thanks," Carmen replies. "I love cooking!"

I go with her to the kitchen to help her with the dishes. I put my arms around her tiny waist. I kiss her neck and nip on her ear. Carmen chuckles and presses her ass hard against my dick. She closes her eyes and sighs. The shivers that arouse her nipples are turning me on.

"Oh, Daddy, you don't know how much I want this." Carmen moans.

"I love it when you talk like that."

"But sweet one, the night is so very young, it has just begun, why end so soon? Let us go to the bedroom. I want to change into something sexier. We're going to party on the beach!"

Carmen leads me to her master bedroom. The room is full of pastel colors, seashell motifs, and Jasmine scented candles. The scent makes the room smell so refreshing. I sit on the edge of her four-post bed, which has so many colorful pillows and make myself comfortable. Isa pulls out a white dress and lays it on the bed. She pulls down her shorts and pulls the top over her head. The sight of her nudity arouses me. I feel that my dick is about to burst out of my pants. Isa's body is a remarkable sight! She has nice round tits with erect nipples, abs so tight that not a drop off salt water would roll off, and a juicy ass that is not too big but just right for her curves!

"Nice." I respond.

"I know you like, I see you looking." Carmen winks at me.

Carmen puts on the white backless dress and a pearl necklace.

"Wow, you look amazing in that dress, baby." I compliment her.

"Thanks, Sugar! Let's go! I've been horny all day!"

We leave the house and begin walking down the beach holding hands. The light from the moon, the crash of the surf against the rocks, and the salsa music playing a few feet away makes the night romantic. The idea of Carmen and me fucking under the moonlit sky pops into my head.

"Have you ever thought of having outdoor sex, baby?" I ask her.

"Oh, I love it, Sugar!" She answers. "The idea of two people making out on the beach and enjoying the cool night of full moon is really fascinating. I can sense that the heat from their souls oozes out as the silver rays caress their bodies. It is just like-like the Fourth of July celebrations! Words cannot describe this feeling though, and you won't forget it for many Full Moons to come."

"Wow! Your words can incite anybody for outdoor sex!"

I can already feel the heat from the bodies of club goers and Tiki torches as Isa and me walk into the open beach club. The salsa music is blaring and I like the set up of this place. There are wood decks on the sides for relaxation, dance floor in the center, pool hall in the back, and three white woven hammocks hanging between the palm trees!

The club definitely has a nice friendly vibe. It seems like most of the people here know each other. I love the scenario, especially the Hispanic women walking around wearing next to nothing. This must be a typical party night in Puerto Rico.

After a nice-looking waitress with long brown hair and the colors of the Puerto Rican flag painted on her body serves us Grey Goose cocktails, we go chill by the wood decks laughing and talking.

"I'm feeling this place, Momma." I said.

"I love this place, you know." Isa expresses. "Everybody is friendly and cool. I can dance all day here."

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