In my middle years, I met and married a Mexican girl -- woman, I should say, as Maria Elena was in her mid-30s, three years younger than I. She was tall, full-bodied, dark-eyed and olive-skinned.

The night we met, we wound up in bed. I was somewhat desperate, between girlfriends for several months, and she was very pretty in a haughty, high-cheeked sort of way. I threw myself at her feet, literally, to get her to dance with me. Later, talking with Maria Elena and her girlfriend over drinks at a nearby bar, I was impressed with Maria Elena's good sense while discussing the friend's problem. Several times, our eyes met as we talked, and we both shared a silent agreement and mutual regard. When the girlfriend went to the restroom, on impulse, I touched my cheek, boldly asking for a kiss there, and she obliged charmingly.

Later, in another momentary absence of her friend, she agreed to go home with me. Simply and without pretense. I drove her to my apartment. Soon after we entered the door, Maria Elena was in my arms. We made drinks and carried them to the sofa, but then neglected them until much later.

I kissed her a few times, and she pressed herself against me, arching her back to push her breasts into my chest. I dimmed the lights and pulled her to me again, kissing her deeply. I cupped a breast in my hand, squeezing it firmly but not too hard. Maria Elena pressed her breast into my hand and answered my tongue with hers.

"Honey," I said, "these clothes are just going to get all wrinkled. Why don't we take them off?"

She pulled my ear down to her lips. "Why don't you take them off for me?" she said, and put the tip of her tongue in my ear. Then she moved her mouth to the corner of my jaw and nipped down my throat with teeth and lips.

That was fine with me. I opened the first button of her blouse and then the second. As the blouse came open, I could see her black lace bra within, supporting her generous tan breasts. I slid my hand inside it and cupped my palm under a breast. I leaned down and kissed the top of her breast, pressing it between lips and hand.

"Oh, Jeez, honey," she said, "that feels good. Kiss my tit, honey. Kiss my nipple. It's hard for you."

I used my thumb to pull her bra away from her breast, exposing the nipple. She was right -- it was already erect, sticking up firmly from the center of her aureole. I licked down inside her bra, stroking the side of her nipple. I reached in further with my tongue, turning my head toward her and catching the nipple with the top of my tongue, pressing it into her breast and dragging across it with the rough tongue surface. The nipple was a lot harder now.

Maria Elena slid her hands behind my neck and pulled me to her raised breast. "Oh, yes, baby," she said, "yes!"

Rapidly, I unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and opened it wide. I gazed down at her lovely breasts, supported by the bra. I reached behind her, burying my face between them, and released the hooks, one by one.

I didn't take it off her immediately. Instead, I played peek-a-boo with her breasts, running my tongue and hands under the bra, but keeping her heavy globes mostly covered. Gradually, however, it was pushed out of the way, and I alternated between her breasts, licking and sucking them. At times I would move up to her lips and throat, kissing, nipping, and sucking, or probing deeply into her mouth with my tongue.

I put my hand between her knees, just at the hem of her skirt. I slid up about halfway, and she made no resistance. Her legs parted slightly, inviting me to continue. I moved my fingers farther up until I cupped my hand on her pussy. I pressed my fingers against her center and waggled them gently against the panty-covered lips of her cunt. Maria Elena arched her hips against my hand and opened her legs to me.

She pressed her mouth against my neck. "I thought we weren't going to wrinkle our clothes," she said. I could feel her grin against my neck.

"Just what I was thinking," I said, although in truth I had forgotten it. But I agreed completely. I lifted her with the arm I had behind her back, and slid the blouse off one shoulder, then the other. The bra followed it to a nearby chair. She began unbuttoning my shirt. I found the button and zipper on the side of her skirt.

Maria Elena tugged my shirttail free of my pants, and snuggled inside my open shirt to press her naked breasts against me. My arms were around her, holding her to me. I slid one hand down her back and under her loosened skirt. She lay back and helped me tug down her skirt, rocking from side to side as I worked it down her hips.

Only her panties were left. I reached for them, but she pushed my hand away. Before I could protest, Maria Elena hooked her thumbs on either side and pushed them down herself. Bending her knees, she slid them gracefully to her ankles and flipped them away with one foot. Her cunt flashed into view. I placed my hands on her knees and pressed outward tentatively.

"No," Maria Elena said, "you're still dressed. It's my turn." She moved her hand down to the front of my pants and boldly laid it on my cock, which was straining against the fabric. "Oooh," she said, "it's already nice and hard."

She dropped her other hand to my pants and quickly unfastened and unzipped them. Her slim hand slid inside and grabbed me again, this time with only my underwear between. She dragged her hand upward onto my stomach and slid her fingers under the elastic of my shorts, finding my prick and grasping it. It swelled in her hand.

"Here," she said, "lie back." She turned me into the corner of the couch, pressing back on my shoulders. I sank backward and laid out on the couch, my legs dangling onto the floor. Maria Elena grasped my undershorts and pants on either side of my waist and pulled them both down at the same time. I slipped my hands behind me to ease them over my butt, and my cock popped into view, standing stiffly, purple red at the top.

Maria Elena took it in both her hands, one above the other and squeezed it. She moved closer and rubbed it with first one breast and then the other. She held my cock between her breasts and wrapped them around it, pressing in from the sides. I slid my prick up and down between her tits.

She moved back slightly and dropped her head toward my cock. Extending her tongue, Maria Elena licked up the underside of it and teased the sensitive top with the tip of her tongue. She opened her mouth wide and breathed around the head without touching it. She kissed the very top and, pressing with her lips, forced them down over the top and onto the stem.

"Holy shit, babe, that feels good," I told her. "Do some more."

Maria Elena took my cock deep into her mouth, her lips more than halfway down. She rolled it, wetting it, and pulled back until only the head was still inside. Wrapping a hand around the base, she pumped her head back and forth on my prick. Her hand followed her mouth, up and down, adding to the pleasure her wet lips and restless tongue were bringing me.

She sucked hard on my cock, using a rapid on-off pressure as she moved her head up and down more slowly. It was a delicious feeling. "That's extra nice," I told her, "that's so sexy, honey. Give me your head."

I pushed up into her mouth. She held still and let me pump my cock into her, squeezing with her hand and lips. Her tongue waggled under my cock as I slid in and out. She moaned, a hum from deep in her throat that vibrated my prick in her mouth.

It was too good to last, and I didn't want to cum in her mouth, not yet anyway. Reluctantly, I pushed her back and pulled my cock out of her lips. It came out with a slight pop.

"Time for something different," I said. "I want to lick you to, and then I want to stick my cock in you and see what that feels like."

"It'll feel good," Maria Elena told me. "I promise you, it'll feel good." We changed places. She lay back on the sofa, and I slid onto the floor. I pushed her knees apart and moved between them. Lowering my head, I nipped at her inner thighs and pressed her legs apart with my face, pushing inward toward her cunt. Maria Elena bent her knees and opened her legs, one up high along the back of the couch and one held outward by a hand.

I ran my tongue along the outside of her pussy, pushing apart the lips but barely penetrating. I licked along the length of it, from bottom to top, several times. Her pussy lips parted, revealing the wetness that glistened there. Stiffening my tongue, I pushed forward near the bottom and penetrated her cunt. I sucked each lip in turn into my mouth and chewed on it gently.

I ran my tongue up her cunt again, penetrating deeper this time. At the top, I scrubbed around with the tip and found her clit, poking outward from its little cave. I dragged the surface of my tongue over it a time or two and flicked at it with the tip. Maria Elena shuddered and humped her cunt at my mouth.

Using my fingers, I pulled the lips of her pussy open. Near the bottom, her cunt tube entrance was revealed, slightly open and inviting. At the top, the little pearl of Maria Elena's clit shone out its surroundings. I worried it with my tongue, producing more sighs and gasps from Maria Elena.

"Oh, honey, don't tease me any more," she said. "Put it in me, honey. Please, I want you to put it in me." She half sat up, reaching down along my body to grasp my cock. She lifted up on it, urging me toward her cunt.

As I moved forward, Maria Elena laid back. She spread her legs wide to welcome me and guided my prick toward the wet and waiting slot at the center of them. I held myself above her and hunched my hips forward. The head of my cock touched hair and then pushed through and forced open the lips of her cunt. Maria Elena had both hands around me, urging me into her. When the angle was exactly right, she pushed her hips forward and I slid inside about halfway. With eager little grunts, she bumped forward, eased back slightly, pushed forward again. Her hands transferred to my ass, gripping the cheeks and pulling me into her. My pelvis touched hers.

"Baby, baby, I've wanted you half the night," Maria Elena said. She talked in gasped phrases, punctuated by hip thrusts that forced me into her cunt. "When you touched your cheek...and wanted me to kiss you...I got wet right then. I told myself...I was going to let you...do this to me. I promised myself...I was going to let you fuck me."

I was shoving it to her steadily, now. Maria Elena lifted her legs and wrapped them around me. She crossed her ankles and prodded at my butt with her feet to spur me forward when I pushed into her. She clung to me when I hit bottom, pulling both hips and breasts against me, almost lifting herself off the couch.

After a few strokes clenched tightly together, she would collapse backward onto the sofa, her legs relaxed but still crossed. She put her hands on my hips, as if to steer me in and out between her widely spread thighs.

"Put it to me, lover. My pussy is hungry for you. Push your cock into me. Oh, dios mio, it's so good!" Maria Elena rolled her hips from side to side. She whirled them in a circle, first in one direction, then in the other.

I pushed forward, sinking my cock as deep as I could. "Do you like that?" I asked. "Do you like it deep inside you?"

"Oh, God, yes!" Maria Elena gasped. "It's so deep in me and so thick and I haven't done this in such a long time. Ohmigod, lover, fuck me!"

I pulled back and held myself so that just the head of my prick was inside her. Then I sank it in again, slowly and steadily. I pressed in close and deep and rolled my hips around at the bottom, mashing her clit between us. Then I pulled all the way out.

"Turn around," I told Maria Elena. "I want to give it to you from behind." She rolled to the side and let her knees slip down to the floor, presenting me with her ass cheeks. She laid her top half on the sofa, turning her head to the side and looking back at me out of the corner of her eyes.

"Let me have it again, honey," she said. "Put it back inside me now. I want to feel you up against my ass." Maria Elena wiggled her hips and pushed her butt back at me.

I held my cock in my hand and moved forward. Her gash was easy to find and at just the right height. I pushed back inside her, rocking forward a little deeper with each short thrust, then backward a bit, then forward again until her ass cheeks were spread by my groin and her soft fanny pressed against my stomach. I slid my hands up underneath her until they grasped her breasts and, holding her by them, I pumped in an out of her increasingly slick cunt.

Maria Elena put her head down and fucked me back. She twisted her hips, making my cock roll inside her tunnel as it slipped in and out. "Ay, mi amor! Oooh, yes, baby," she said. "Oh, I like that!"

I laid across her back, pressing her into the sofa and into my hands that still held her breasts. I bit the back of her neck and worked my teeth down onto her shoulders, nipping and sucking. I couldn't move well in that position, so I pushed all the way in, bumping against her ass with short, rooting movements.

"Let me move," Maria Elena said. I raised up, thinking she wanted room for more active fucking, but she scrambled up onto the sofa on her hands and knees instead, pulling her cunt off my prick. Maria Elena faced one end of the sofa, putting her head down on the arm. Her ass stuck out, showing her asshole and the slot of her pussy below it.

I climbed up behind her and fed my cock into her again. It went in in one slick slide, all the way to the bottom. Maria Elena pulled her head back, cocking her neck, her mouth wide in a grimace of pained passion.

Kneeling behind her, I slammed my cock into her cunt, again and again and again. Maria Elena rocked back and forth on her knees, eagerly meeting each push forward with equal force, letting me slide out reluctantly, then shooting back against me again to meet the next thrust. The force of my pushes slapped me against her ass, making a smacking sound and setting the globes of her ass quivering.