Latin Submission

by Leo Barton

  'Yes, but this is different. I am not sure...'

  Andrea silenced Claudia, kissing her firmly on the lips, before Claudia managed to pull away, gasping for air.

  'Es mi novio. Le quiero.' She loved her boyfriend. How could she be unfaithful to the love of her life?

  'We will not tell him,' Andrea said, reverting to her competent English. 'He will never know anything.' I nodded in agreement. Claudia looked at me as if I were from outer space, worried, frightened of what we might do. She had never found herself in such a situation before. Andrea's caressing touch and the taste of her mouth had excited the girl - as was obvious from the protuberance of her nipples through the velvet of her short dress.

  I placed my hand lightly on her stockinged knee. Her body was rigid under my touch as I caressed her leg from her knee to the supple flesh above her stocking-tops, edging the hem of her dress further up her beautiful silky skin.

  'It will help you, Claudia.' Andrea's hand was stroking her nipples through the black dress. 'Men like a woman who knows what to do. We will teach you how to make him happy.'

  Andrea reached over to kiss Claudia again, finding her lips closed as before. Eventually, under the coaxing pressure of the experienced woman's tongue, Claudia weakened, her mouth opening slightly.

  What a sight it made, watching these two paragons of female beauty kissing. Their lips fastened together; Andrea's tongue flicked in and out, then strayed to Claudia's full lips, moistening them as she held the girl by the nape of her neck. Eventually she forced Claudia's mouth harder onto her own, and Claudia gradually surrendered to passion, her legs relaxing, becoming pliable under my touch and the pressure of Andrea's lust.

  Once Claudia had relaxed her clenched knees, I rolled the palm of my hand up and down her dark stockings, over her thighs and under, finding the thick seam at the back. The tips of my fingers explored as far as her stocking-tops, and then further to the bare flesh above. Claudia's eyes were still on me, still wary and suspicious.

  I got down to my knees, my heart pounding with the excitement of having two beautiful women above me on the sofa. I ran my tongue the length of Claudia's stocking, all the way down to her ankle. Gently, I removed her high-heeled shoes before my tongue's return journey, all the way back up to her stocking-tops. Claudia still flashed concerned looks at what I was doing, clearly wondering what I intended to do, although she no longer tried to free herself from Andrea's increasingly passionate embrace.

  I pushed her dress up further, carefully inching it higher, until I could see her prettily embroidered lace panties. I didn't touch her at first, but just stared at her panties, the flesh of her chestnut-brown thighs, and the enticing swell of her pussy lips through the material. I savoured the promising delights that awaited my fingers, my tongue, my cock.

  I touched her gently through the teasing material. I could feel the dampness through the lace. Andrea was now on her knees on the sofa, flicking her tongue in and out of the girl's mouth, her glorious green-clad rump perched up before my greedy eyes.

  I strayed further between Claudia's legs and, softly stroking her lace-covered pussy-lips with one hand, I lifted Andrea's dress with the other, exposing a pair of skimpy green panties. I pulled the panties down and gazed at the tiny aperture of her rear passage, while continuing to stroke Claudia's young quim.

  I sank my teeth onto Andrea's naked flesh, and she wriggled with delight as I bit into her rump. I was so excited to be reacquainted with the unique taste of Andrea's skin. Andrea reached behind, pulled her left buttock so her cute rear entrance opened before me, and I accepted the invitation and pushed a finger into the tight passage. At the same time I massaged Claudia through the panties and felt her getting wetter and wetter.

  As I continued to frig Andrea's bottom, I carefully - not wanting to break the spell and scare the girl off - ventured to explore inside her panties. I slid a finger beneath the elastic and into her soaking pussy. Her mound was almost hairless. She flinched again, but this time she was not recoiling nervously from me but emitting a shiver of delight.

  Andrea suddenly reached down behind the sofa and produced a silk scarf. Quickly bringing Claudia's hands together, she expertly wound the scarf around her forearms, teasingly at first, tickling the girl's skin, before pulling the silk taut around her wrists. She made a tight knot from which Claudia would find it impossible to escape.

  Claudia's eyes opened wide in amazement, as did her mouth. But, before the beautiful girl could complain, Andrea quickly gagged her with another scarf she had gathered from behind the sofa.

  However much the girl had relaxed under our attention, she again tensed and stared incredulously at her teacher. She seemed frightened, betrayed. Her hands were bound and she was completely defenceless against our amorous intentions.

  'Quiero besar tu cono,' Andrea cooed, having completed her task. 'I want to kiss your quim.' She knelt beside me on the floor, hooked her thumbs into Claudia's lacy panties and slipped them down her stockinged legs.

  And what a quim the girl had! Her light covering of soft hair shimmered before our eyes, her rose-pink pussy-lips swollen with anticipation, the petals of her sex opening before us. Her hands were fastened tight, and her legs were easily controlled by Andrea and myself. She had no option but to put up with whatever indignities or pleasures we were about to bring to her.

  Andrea pulled Claudia's moist sex-lips apart to reveal the deeper red, and then raised the girl's legs in the air a little, pulling her towards the edge of the sofa a little more, exposing the most delightful little rosebud I think I had ever seen.

  I kissed her thighs as Andrea nibbled her erect clitoris, causing a reluctant quiver of sensual delight to surge through the girl's body.

  As Andrea licked and chewed more vigorously, I positioned a fingertip against Claudia's bottom and pressed on her taut anus, bringing a little confused whimper from her as it sank just inside.

  Claudia began to cry: with fear or pleasure, I do not know. I wormed my finger further and further inside her. She sighed through the gag, and instinctively tried to squirm away from our tormenting. She twisted and writhed, pressing down on my intrusive finger and Andrea's vibrant tongue. She was trying to resist us, but only succeeded in intensifying the physical pleasure we were bringing to her. We rocked her body to the crescendo of orgasm, as we expertly stimulated her. However much she wanted to resist, she knew it was futile: she could only yield to the strength of her pleasure.

  She came, squealing through the gag, her mouth open around the little bundle of silk, her body furiously twitching in the most delightful sexual spasm I imagine she had ever had.

  Andrea obviously knew that this was just the start of the girl's pleasure. Sitting Claudia up, she unzipped her black dress, undid the shoulder straps and pulled it over her head and her bound arms, exposing her ripened, rounded breasts enclosed by the matching black bra.

  Andrea removed the flimsy piece of underwear. She took both erect nipples between thumb and forefinger and pinched them hard. Claudia flinched and nibbled her lip, recoiling from the intense pain. She was passive in her hands, submissive, too mesmerised by the actions of her tango teacher to offer us any resistance.

  Then Andrea silently bid me to stand, unzipped my trousers, and slipped her cool fingers into the waistband of my briefs. I nearly came there and there, so erotic was her touch. But I managed to control myself and watched as she pulled my erection out into view. Claudia's eyes widened at the sight of it. Andrea pulled back my foreskin and stooped to lick the swollen head, flicking her tongue along the underside before sliding her tight lips over my helmet. She knelt again, cupped my buttocks, and pulled me towards her until her mouth was full and her nose nestled in my pubic hair.

  Hell, she felt good!

  When she was satisfied with the rigidity of my cock, she took it out of her mouth, signalled for me to kneel on the sofa, and guided my cock towards Claud
ia's waiting wet lips as I removed the gag.

  'Take...' she breathed sensually.

  Claudia looked unsure. I suspected she had never sucked a man before.

  'Toma...' Andrea urged. Claudia hesitated a little longer, and then leaned forward a little and tentatively pressed her lips against my bursting helmet. Andrea held it still, and gently massaged the foreskin back and forth. I breathed deeply, trying to control myself, wanting to savour such exquisite bliss for as long as possible, looking down at the beautifully innocent girl, a look of confusion and uncertainty and joy on her clear face. She tickled me by ever so slightly rubbing her lips across the tip of my cock. I watched her tentatively lick at a little pearly emission. Andrea carefully cupped the back of Claudia's head and urged her to take more of me into her mouth. Her glistening lips parted further and I slipped deeper. Andrea also cupped by bottom and inched my hips closer to the spellbound girl.

  It was wonderful to watch the young student learning the craft of fellatio: to watch her head bob up and down and her mouth fill with my cock, its tip rhythmically distending her cheek as she used her lips to fuck me with increasing confidence and vigour. I closed my eyes and listened to her wet suckling, and then felt Andrea's lips join her student's on my shaft.

  I knelt over them. Andrea turned Claudia until she was kneeling on the sofa before me. I felt like some kind of god, looking down upon two perfect females as they fellated me. As Claudia worked I reached down and undid the band that held her hair in place, and watched her beautiful raven hair cascade down over her shoulders.

  Andrea broke away and delved behind the sofa again. She lifted a small leather whip into view.

  Claudia couldn't see what was happening behind her, but she certainly felt the harsh lash on her buttocks. She jerked and her eyes closed tight as the whip swept down again and again, inflaming her tender flesh. Each time the whip cracked she yelped around my cock and tried to tug herself free from the oppression of my controlling hand.

  Andrea looked impassive, but I knew that, underneath the dispassionate exterior, she was enjoying herself immensely. One swipe followed another. I could see deep red marks on the upper curve of Claudia's bottom. She sucked with even greater fervour. It was almost as if she found the rhythmic motion of fellatio a kind distraction from the keen pain of the whip.

  'Now for the fucking,' Andrea said, discarding the whip and unzipping her dress, revealing again those glorious breasts with their delightfully pointed nipples that I remembered so well from my first day in Buenos Aires; that I would never forget for the rest of my life. Her tiny green bra lifted and squeezed them together. Oh, and the beautiful sight of her moist pussy-lips.

  She gently pulled Claudia onto the thick patterned rug and, pulling a plump cushion from the sofa, placed it under her bottom. She spread the girl's legs wide before me. I could see the wispy triangle of hair. Her expression was servile as she peeped up at me. Her pouting lips glistened with a little of my pre-come. I knelt between her shapely thighs, a worshipper before the mount of her love.

  I could wait no longer for my prize, and so I lifted her silk-encased legs up and supported them behind the knee in the crooks of my arms, grasped her thighs just above her stocking-tops, and slid into her with one long lunge of my hips.

  I started to move slowly, savouring every moment of the gorgeous girl, but she was too, too much, and gradually I began to thrust faster and faster.

  'Ah, si... si... si...!' Claudia moaned beneath me. I could see Andrea was taking great pleasure in directing the performance.

  'Ah, si...!'

  I could resist the Latin beauty no longer; I was coming. I felt Claudia's body tense around me as my orgasm erupted from my jerking balls. As I ejaculated she came too, eyes closed, moist lips slightly apart, the elegant fingers of her bound hands clenching and unclenching on her flat stomach; a lovely feminine orgasm that left her gasping and murmuring her pleasure.

  As I knelt on the carpet, still embedded in the delicious Claudia, my breathing gradually slowing towards normality, I gazed down at her. Her cheeks were glowing healthily, and her eyes smiled up at me from under lowered lashes. She looked more than a little at peace with the world.

  'I never think it could be so exciting, Jonathan,' she said sweetly. 'Thank you.'

  After we had all showered and dressed, Andrea and Claudia prepared some food. We ate our dinner on our knees in the living room.

  Claudia had lost all of her sexual inhibitions; she seemed to have no desire to revert to the shy girl I had met in the late afternoon. Andrea had been right again: Claudia had enjoyed her pain immensely. She talked brightly and laughed easily, every now and then reaching down to gingerly feel the glowing ache of her tender behind.

  After dinner, Claudia telephoned her parents to tell them that she was going to stay over with her dance teacher. Andrea then took us both upstairs to what appeared to be the master bedroom, sparse but comfortable, the king-size bed plenty big enough for three.

  As I undressed, Andrea pulled Claudia's panties down before my eager eyes. She pulled off Claudia's dress, leaving her naked, and then removed her own dressing gown that she had put on after her shower. The two beautiful females stared into each other's eyes the whole time, caressing each other, stroking breasts and buttocks. Andrea cupped Claudia's pussy as they kissed.

  'Lie on the bed,' Andrea said. Claudia obeyed and spread herself out on the silk sheets. 'Another show for the English gentleman,' Andrea said, looking at me, thoughtfully reaching down to the wispy curls of her own sex.

  Andrea held Claudia's hand and moved her inert fingers to her own clitoris. 'We want to watch you,' she whispered huskily. 'I love to watch a girl feel her own body. It makes me so wet, Jonathan, so wet.'

  Claudia did as she was told, and tentatively rubbed her clitoris. Andrea and I knelt on each side of her on the soft mattress. Andrea lifted Claudia's head, and I fed my fresh erection into her mouth. Her juicy lips opened dreamily; she seemed to be behaving instinctively now.

  'Claudia,' Andrea whispered hypnotically, 'put your finger in your bottom. We want to see you do it.'

  Claudia, clearly now enjoying masturbating for us, did as she was told without hesitation. She inched her glistening finger from her clitoris and stretched a little to find her anus, and then pushed the straightened digit into her back passage.

  Without warning, Andrea lashed the girl with the cord of her dressing gown. Claudia tensed. Her mouth was still on me and her finger frigged her own bottom. Her body writhed under each substantial blow, tossing from side to side under the lash, as Andrea aimed for the tips of her breasts, for the exposed lips of her sex: for the most vulnerable places that would bring most pain to her student.

  The thrashing was relentless. Claudia's eyes scrunched tightly shut in her delicious pain, her mouth clamped tight on my cock. I took the swollen tips of her breast firmly in my fingers and pinched as hard as I could, intensifying Claudia's agony, all the time watching the cord descend on her tender body and her face flushed in her tantalising torment.

  After exhausting herself, Andrea nestled between Claudia's thighs and touched her lips to where Claudia's finger had so recently been. A shiver ran through Claudia's beaten body as Andrea manipulated her swollen clitoris with her skilful tongue.

  So far, Andrea had been the dominant one in our little ménage à trois, but I now wanted to take control, to play out my own fantasies with these two fantastic creatures.

  I pulled Andrea onto the bed and then rolled Claudia on top of her. Neither of the girls seemed to mind the extra frisson of pleasure as I positioned them wherever I wanted. Andrea took Claudia's ripe breasts in her hands and massaged them lovingly.

  And now I had what I wanted: Andrea lying on the bed with Claudia stretched on top of her. I entered Andrea and fucked her as I masturbated Claudia, incredulous to have two such breathtaking females squirming with pleasure beneath
me.

  I eased my hips back and forth and watched Andrea roll her head from side to side. But there was another prize I wanted. I managed to roll the two of them over, so that Claudia was on her back with Andrea on top, her beautifully rotund bottom raised before me.

  I began to screw Claudia. I masturbated Andrea, and then slid a lubricated finger into her tight anus. I forced my finger as deeply as I could into her bottom, rotating it, making her buttocks quiver as I continued grinding into Claudia.

  And then - oh, what joy - I pulled out of Claudia and squeezed my cock into Andrea's tight rosebud.

  'Oh, yes... take me in my culo... oh, yes.'

  She was so tight, so beautifully tight.

  'Oh, yes...' she urged me on to greater efforts. I felt her relax a little more, and gratefully sank deeper into her bottom until my pubic hair was cushioned against her buttocks. I held her hips and fucked her with short sharp stabs. She loved it!

  Andrea and Claudia came together, and so unbelievable was the sight of them and the feel of the tight rectum squeezing me that I erupted a split second later.

  The three of us curled up together and I drifted into an extremely contented sleep.

  But this was not the end of the excitement for me. I don't know what time it was, but I awoke and felt Claudia gently shaking my shoulder. As I stumbled to consciousness in the half-light of a nascent summer dawn, I saw Claudia put a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. She took my hand and pulled me up, then led me to the door and into another room where a single bed was positioned under the window.

  I was not yet fully awake - in fact, barely awake enough to be aroused by Claudia's breasts shimmering in the early morning light.

  She pulled me down onto the narrow bed and whispered in my ear. 'Please, I want you to do it to me like you do it to Andrea. Por favor. Please, Jonathan.'

  I looked down at my sadly flaccid penis, and she understood my immediate difficulty.

  'No hay problema,' the little temptress whispered, and lowered her face to gather my flesh into her warm wet mouth.