Chapter 5: Wake Up

Monday July 21, 2008

Zar left me with Abril, who had a very warm, soft sleeping body and was great at sleeping with lots of body contact. I knew I should get up and get to work but damn, Abril was so nice to sleep with like this. So I did for another 10 minutes.

Being alone with me after Zar left pleased Abril inordinately. She took it as a sign that she was irresistible, she saw it like getting the “last word” in a discussion.

We were old hands at her pressing herself against me and feeling very good in those days not so long ago, when she teased me with her sexy soft warm body but would not let me go farther.

She probably expected me to sleep an hour or two, then wake up for a mutual pleasant surprise. But besides Zar last night I had more than 6 hours of total sleep so after my self-alloted “ten minutes more” I woke up and noticed that somebody was gently holding my erection pressed against her large, warm breasts. My first thought was that I could get used to this, maybe I should marry her.

When I opened my eyes I could tell that Abril was affectionate and a little impatient. She was not used to me being asleep so long, keeping her from enjoyment of my attentions, and she wondered what the deal was.

The monster of a load I had delivered to Zar, which Abril had eagerly devoured, gave her the proof that my flight had not been the nonstop orgy Abril expected for a private flight. So she assumed my long sleep involved something dangerous, which Abril was always concerned about.

Now she was torn, did she want me to explain myself, or did she want me to employ the erection she was holding so eagerly. She hated secrets, but she had been in my company for hours, seen me satisfy Zar more than once with my cock, and Abril’s pussy was still empty. These things were hard for her to decide.

I knew she was getting antsy, debating with herself. Plus her body felt so warm and soft against me that I wanted more of it. Maybe a part of me throbbed or stiffened as she held it so close. So I gathered her up on my chest, pulled the covers over us to keep the warmth in, and began kissing on her face. When she resisted, because that was the way she was when she was indecisive, I adjusted. I pulled her up so her tits were in my face. That put her in a sort of brainlock.

That is just the way Abril is, when she wants to be loved on, she wants it her way, right away. But when she is trying to decide between two courses of action she hates for me to make the choice for her, even if it is what she wants. So of course her reaction is to try to escape and push herself off on me, using her arms. That I why I lifted her so her tits were in my face, she had to use her arms to support her upper body so she could not push away. It trapped her brain in a conflict “what to do?” loop, while my attack on her tits made made her pussy happy so it started to pump these “make love not war” chemicals into her blood. She switched from “Stop, don’t do that, talk to me,” to “Oh baby, take me, it feels so good,” in mid-word. It would have been funny if I was paying attention to what she was saying.

But I wasn’t paying attention, it is easier that way. Abril has wonderful breasts and I had pretty much buried my head in them. Damn, they were nice, ripe and full and warm plus the nipples gave me a standing ovation, which told me how her little conflict was going to work out.

Abril also does not like to be on top like this unless it is her idea and 95% of the time she fights it. I know this, it was my bad, but I could not help myself. On some things I have very poor impulse control, and her nipples were so good for my lips to hold while I tongued them.

My cock was against her thigh, we both felt it as I got harder. In fact, I got extra hard, I had really missed Abril’s mix of “hot and sassy” abundantly hispanic body for the last few weekends. She picked up on my desire and it put the internal conflict in her head to bed. Fuck, not talk, was what she wanted.

Still, I knew I had to get to work.

I spent some time making sure I gave excessive homage to - and took my excessive pleasure from - both of her breasts as they were hanging down in my face. Yes, she was uncomfortable with her weight on top like that, in the back of her mind she did not like it, but she liked what I was doing more so she co-operated and let me pleasure her. I actually think she likes it more when she is a tiny bit uncomfortable during the warmup, that is just the way she is wired to never be completely satisfied.

I was beginning to think that many hispanic females have a gene for that.

Eventually my persistent attentions and her pent-up desire got Abril to the point where she needed more direct attention. In one quick movement she tore her tits away from my lips, got in position over my cock, impaled herself while we both moaned in delight, then pressed her lips to mine for a hungry hot kiss.