My Night With Rosa
A Short Story
By
Robert Ceivers
©2012 Robert Ceivers
One69 Publishing
Smashwords Edition
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
I decided it was time to start dating again since I got caught cheating on my ex-girlfriend. I didn’t even get a chance to go through with the actual physical act. My ex read an instant message that was left up on my computer screen before I got home from work one day. I had been chatting with a hot, little 18 year-old that had been practically begging to get on my dick for the past month. She was still 17 when we first started talking and I was waiting patiently for her birthday to give her the big prize she was after.
So, my ex called the 18 year-old and told her I had a girlfriend – even though we were now breaking up because of the 18 year-old. And just like that. In a matter of hours, I was left with no girlfriend and no hot, young piece of ass either.
I tried for about a week to get either one to let me back in their good graces. No chance.
So, I called my buddy, Ken and we went out. First we stopped at his friend’s house to get some blow and then we hit the bar scene. We went to a small dive, one of Ken’s favorites. The chance of finding an attractive female in this place was about the same as winning the lottery. My luck just isn’t that good lately.
We knocked back a few beers. Ken was hitting on the bartender. We nicknamed her “Coyote” because she resembled one of the girls from the movie “Coyote Ugly.” She never danced on the bar for us though, no matter how many times we asked. And in case you’re wondering how I even know about the movie…yeah, you guessed it…I watched it with my ex-girlfriend.
After a couple beers, we did a couple shots of Patrón. Almost immediately after my second shot, in walked the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen. She had long, black hair, chocolate brown eyes and mocha skin. She was wearing tight jeans, white high heels and a white, free-flowing blouse that was open in the back. I looked her up and down and watched her hair flow across her back as she whipped it behind her when she stepped up to the bar. I caught a faint whiff of her as she walked past me. A sweet, floral smell.
When she got her drink she turned around and looked right at me. I looked away. This girl was way out of my league. I needed a few minutes to get a game plan together on how to approach her. Right about then, Ken came back from the bathroom. He noticed her.
“I got this one,” I said.
“Want me to go find out what she’s drinking?” he asked.
“No. I am gonna wait till they get at least half way down on their drinks and order her and her girlfriends another round.”
Ken shirked, “Always the gentleman.”
After a few minutes passed, I saw that one of the three ladies was nearing the bottom of her glass so I asked Coyote to go take their next order and put it on my tab. She smiled at me wryly and did as I asked. I had their attention now so I walked over to say hello after they had been served their beverages.
“Hello ladies. My name is Rob,” I say.
They each introduce themselves. Bridgette, Danielle and Rosa. Rosa. Ah, Rosa. I sat next to Rosa and we began conversing. Bridgette and Danielle politely left us alone. They went to go mingle and dance. Rosa asked me what I did for a living. At the time, I was doing tech support for an internet company.
“What does a tech support guy do, exactly?” she asks in her thick, Hispanic accent. I think it’s Columbian because she sounds like Sophia Vergara. I like it and I don’t really care enough to ask. It makes her even sexier though and that’s all I’m interested in.
“I take phone calls from people that need help with their internet. I have them describe the problem to me and then I talk them through the steps to correct it,” I explain.
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
“No, I broke up with my girlfriend about a month ago.”
“A month? And you’re already out carousing?” she asked while smiling; showing me her perfect, white teeth. This girl was flawless.
“Carousing? I’m not carousing. My buddy, Ken, over there wanted me to come out and have a couple beers with him. I wasn’t expecting to meet someone as gorgeous as you tonight.”
She smiles and lowers her face and her eyes, then looks up at me and blinks. I lean forward and kiss her gently on the lips. It’s a good, quick kiss. Long enough to feel it but not long enough to get her to part her lips and let my tongue inside. She smiles and tells me she has to go to the restroom.
She stands and asks, “Will you be here when I get back?”
I nod and she leans down and kisses me, gently touching my face with her small, warm, soft hand this time. I know I am getting laid now for sure. When she’s gone, I motion Ken over because I don’t want to leave my post and ruin my chances. I give him $50 and tell him to call a cab to get home because I am taking Rosa home tonight. He takes the money and then asks me if I want to double it on a bet that I don’t get to sleep with her tonight. We shake on it. So, now I am out $100 if I don’t get this girl home and into my bed. I am not going to lose two girls and $150 in one week!
Rosa continues to question me about my job, my house and my past relationship. I discover that she is an exotic dancer and her ex-boyfriend is a cop. Now, I am thinking, do I really want to screw a stripper who has an ex that can really fuck with me? As I am thinking, I feel her hand on my leg. On my upper thigh. And my cock starts to swell in my jeans. Yeah, I am taking her home.
After about our third round, I am ramming my tongue down her throat and she’s leaning back in her chair, legs naturally spreading, inviting me in.
“Do you want another drink?” I ask.
“I don’t know. I might be too drunk to drive.”
“I will drive you home.”
She smiles and her eyes study my lips. I know she wants me to kiss her again. She pulls me to her and we kiss long and hard. My cock is aching in my pants now and it’s getting really uncomfortable. “Let me take you home, Rosa,” I whisper in her ear.
She agrees. She goes to find Bridgette and Danielle to let them know she’s leaving with me. We walk out hand in hand. My luck is turning around!
We get back to my place and I take her into my arms as soon as we step inside the door. Standing in the kitchen, we kiss. My hand slides up the back of her shirt. Her skin feels like silk and smells like heaven. I bury my face in her neck, kissing and running my teeth across her neckline. I resist the urge to bite.
“Where’s your bathroom?” she asks.
I point her toward the bathroom. She gives my crotch a squeeze and bites her bottom lip while she’s looking at it and then walks off to the bathroom. I almost came in my pants. I stand there in the kitchen, not moving. Just waiting for what seems like forever till she comes back. I approach her, sliding my hand up her back, I kiss her again. Then I wrap her luscious, long, black hair around my hand and pull her head back to lick and kiss all over both sides of her neck. I roll my tongue from the nape of her neck to the sweet spot right behind her ear.
With my other hand, I gently massage her breast through her shirt. I let go of her hair and slip her shirt off over her head, exposing her voluptuous tits nearly falling out of her push-up bra. She’s got to be at least a D cup. I unsnap her bra that fastens in the front. As I push her bra aside, I expose the light brown mounds. I put my face right between them and squeeze them together while rubbing her nipples with my thumbs.
When I feel her nipples are hard, I move my face to the left one and then the right one. I lick around it and suckle it in my mouth, gently biting at it and then sucking again. When I come up for air, she pushes me against the fridge and unbuttons my shirt. She runs her hands across my pecks and slides my shirt off my shoulders. With my arms still in my shirt, somewhat bound behind me, she unbuckles my belt. I know what’s about to happen and I feel my cock spring into action. She notices and wastes no time unbuckling my pants and reaching in to pull out my throbbing cock. As soon as she touches it, I feel the pre-cum leaking out. She drops to her knees and slowly licks away my juices. She tongues the tip of my cock, almost like she wants to tongue-fuck it. She darts her tongue at it, parting my piss hole before finally taking it into her mouth.
She begins just barely covering the head with her lips. She takes it out of her mouth and spits on it, using her hand to work her saliva up and down my shaft. While working her hand on my cock, she moves her face underneath and begins licking and sucking on my balls. She really knows how to work her mouth, that’s for sure. She sucks on them as if they are succulent melons on a summer day.
“Do you want to cum in my mouth, Rob?” she asks as innocently as a school girl.
“Hell yeah, I do,” I reply.
She takes my cock back in her mouth, still rubbing my sack with her hand. She takes it slow, taking it farther and farther as she continues to suck. I free my hands from my shirt and put one hand on the back of her head and start thrusting into her face. She’s taking me deep now and gagging a little each time I feel my cock hit the back of her throat. I can’t stop now, I’m about to blow. I keep fucking her face and she keeps gagging on my cock till I burst in her mouth. To my surprise she swallows it. She sucks every last drop of cum out of me.
I hand her a towel to wipe her face off. She asks for a drink. All I have is beer and to my surprise, she takes one and washes my sperm down with it. While she’s drinking her beer, I take off the rest of my clothes. I approach her from behind, squeeze her titties and then unbutton her jeans. I peel them down her body till I get to her feet. I move to the front of her and gently remove each shoe and pull her jeans all the way off. On my knees before her, I see her completely shaved pussy and I can smell it. I kiss up her legs beginning at the knee, working my way to her thigh and roll my tongue just above the split of her pussy. I take one finger and slide it inside her labia. She’s dripping wet from sucking me off. My finger slides around her pussy like an oil slick.
I remove my finger and slide it in her mouth. She sucks her own pussy juice off my finger and I feel like I might blow again. I swiftly lift her onto the counter. Her legs naturally wrap around my waist. When I set her down, I lean back and watch my cock slide into her. It’s like stepping into a hot shower. I just stay there for a minute, enjoying the steam washing over my cock and feeling her pussy contracting around me. I kiss her long and hard while our bodies are pressed together, her tits smashed against me. Then I pull back slowly and push her legs apart. I slide back in. In and out. Watching my cock going in and out of her tiny pussy. The harder I fuck her the tighter she gets.
Because I just came in her mouth, I am enjoying taking my time with her. She is leaned back, her hair covering the counter behind her. Her legs are spread and her ass is bearing down on the very edge of the counter. Her eyes are closed; she’s biting her lower lip when her mouth is closed. She opens it every time I slam into her. It’s not a complete scream but it gets louder and louder as I get my rhythm going. With each thrust her tits bounce and the volume of her yelps increases.
We get into a nice rhythm of “oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah.” “Oh” is on the up-stroke and “yeah” is on the down-stroke. I slide her closer to me and off the counter. She’s using her arms behind her to hold herself up. I have my hands on her hips and am working her body up and down on my pole. I pull her down on me and thrust in at the same time. She’s screaming her head off now and I feel her getting wetter. I look down at the same moment as she throws her head back, rears her body upward forcing her pussy all the way down on me and screams, “Oh fuck, oh my God, yeeeaaaahhhh.” A flood of liquid comes gushing out and sprays onto me, dripping onto the floor.
She screams, a really high-pitched couple of “oh’s.” I know she’s just had the best orgasm of her life. I pick her up off the counter, her legs wrapped around me with my cock still inside her. I bring her to the floor and start pounding the hell out that pussy. I slam into her as hard as I can thrust until I shoot off inside her. Since she’s drained, she soaks up every drop of my cum. Her pussy sucking me off and cleaning me up every bit as good as her mouth did.
I fall to the floor next to her and she curls up under my left arm, laying her head on my chest. I lay there stroking her hair and burying my face into it, kissing her on top the head. She smells so damn good. Her hair, her skin, her cunt.
“You want me to take you home now?” I ask.
She shrugs and asks, “Where’s your room? Don’t you want to fuck me in a bed?”
We get up off the kitchen floor and walk naked to the bedroom, leaving our clothes behind. We lay down again, she snuggles back onto my chest and I dose off. It felt like I’d only been asleep for 10 minutes when I feel a hand on my crotch. She was gently rubbing my thigh and then took hold of my dick.
Yes, I definitely hit the lottery tonight. My only problem was I didn’t know if I could cum again so soon. It didn’t take long till my cock was rock hard again. With a girl like Rosa, it didn’t take much to get a stiff one. As I was getting up, with my stiff cock in hand looking to guide it into her sweet smelling hole, I see her ass up the air in front of me.
Not just the lottery. I won the fucking Powerball lotto tonight!
I reached for the lube that I kept next to the bed. I rubbed it on my cock and then took my hand and rubbed the rest off on her crack. She moved back and forth, moaning, just waiting and wanting this.
I guided the head of my manhood between her cheeks, only the size of grapefruits. Once the tip was in, I slowly and steadily pushed the rest of me inside her ass. She cried out. I began slowly fucking her ass. Again, working my way up to a slow and steady rhythm. She was pushing her ass back against me as I would push my cock farther into her. She opened up like a book and I started to pound her ass harder. Inside her it felt like my cock was gripped firm and tight by smooth, warm pudding. It was tight but soft and better than anything I’d ever felt before. It felt better than her lips and it even felt better than her pussy. It was sticky and hot. Nothing had ever squeezed me so tightly. It was the most natural and awesome thing I’d ever felt.
I came quickly, in probably less than 10 strokes but it felt like 20. I relished each in and out motion. I didn’t want to pull out after I got off in her. I held still after I came, with my cock still firmly implanted in her ass. I felt the sides of my cock pounding against the walls of her asshole like a heartbeat. I lay there for a minute, feeling my own cum engulf my dick still trapped inside her heaven. I finally pulled out, ever so gently.
She immediately flipped over on her back and lay there with her legs spread, beckoning me inside her pussy.
“I gotta go wash up,” I say.
“Come back and fuck my pussy just like that,” she says.
Holy shit. This girl just won’t stop. How am I going to prove to Ken that this happened and get my $100? I’ll have to think about that later. Right now I have to get my dick cleaned off and fuck this girl till she falls asleep.
When I get the sticky lube and ass-cum cleaned off my dick, I go back into the bedroom to find Rosa rubbing her clit with one hand and biting the finger of her other hand. This has got to be a dream. Here’s a smoking, hot chick laying in my bed, that I’ve just ass-fucked, posing like she’s ready for her Playboy shoot.
Hey! That’s it! That’s how I can prove this to Ken.
“Can I take your picture?” I ask. “You look so fucking hot right now, baby.”
She agrees and I grab my iPhone. I snap a couple pictures. Two of her whole body pose, hand on clit and finger in her mouth. And one of her spread pussy. And then one more of the head of my cock resting right outside her pussy hole. Well, that did it. I’m rock hard again. And I have the proof to show Ken to get my hundred bucks.
We go at it one more time. This time I stand on the side of the bed with her legs over my right shoulder. I start off fast and hard. I am grunting and sweating as I fuck her like a stud fucking a bitch in heat.
“You like that hard cock? You my dirty girl?”
“Eww, yeah. Yeah.”
“My dirty little stripper? You’re my dirty whore, aren’t you? Tell me how dirty you are.”
“I’m sooooo dirty. I’m such a nasty little girl.”
“Didn’t Daddy tell you to be good? Huh? Didn’t I?” I smack her on the ass.
“I’m sorry papi.”
I smack her again and again. “Tell me how bad you are. Tell me you’re sorry. You dirty fucking whore.”
“I’m so naughty, papi. I’m a bad, bad Rosa.”
“Tell me how you suck every dick at the club. Tell me what a dick-sucking whore you are.”
Rosa replies, “I love to suck cock. I love it! I love your cock inside me. Oh, I love it so much.”
I pull my cock out and shoot my load across her stomach. I stand over her squeezing out the last spurt. I rub it all over her chest. She talks to me without being prompted.
“I love your cum all over me, papi.”
I smile. This is going to be a regular thing. I’ve never been so happy. I have my own dirty little whore who will suck me, fuck me and let me fuck her ass. Why didn’t I spend more time in the strip clubs before this? If only I had known.