A Nightcap

It's Leena's final day in Barcelona.

I had taped us fucking, and she didn't know it. And now I send her those videos via Whatsapp, a side view of me fucking her from behind and on top, her moaning and cursing like a slut.

"Make sure you put your headphones on," I tease.

She immediately types back.

"You fucking bastard - you're making me wet 💦🥵"

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Leena texts.

"I'll be there in 1 hour. Go shower now"

Ok, I think. What's going on here.

About 15 minutes later, "go downstairs and ask the concierge for some candles ❤️."

15 minutes now.

I reply cheekily, "Is there some more?"

She replies.

"Go back to your room and light the candle 🕯️."

I comply, heading back to Mr. Porter.

15 minutes left.

"Undress down to your boxers and turn your door lock so the door doesn't close. Turn off the lights, and put on some Cigarettes After Sex 🎹."

I do.

She opens the door of the room.

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She comes in the room. Takes off her bathrobe. And reveals her lace, black lingerie with suspenders.

She passes by the wardrobe, where my suits and dress shirts are hung. She grabs my two ties, both Drakes, my favorite. I don't bring them often, but I'm glad I did today.

She comes over to the bed and pushes me over. I land, softly on the pillows, feigning submission.

She comes over, like a devil of sex, straddling me, I can feel the warm of her mound on my belly. I can smell her sex. I love it.

She ties my left hand first with my green tie to the bed post with a makeshift knot, and my right hand with my favourite, my all red.

I feign like I can't get myself out. But honestly, she's tied it pretty secure.

"Ouch," I say, "it's a bit tight."

"Of course it is," she orders right back.

I like the authority.

Her tying done, she moves down to my hip area, removing my silk boxers. My cock springs out from them, standing erect, at attention.

She moves back up, looking at me with those beautiful and sexy eyes. She kisses me now, thrusting her tongue inside my mouth. It's warm, sweet, with a slight candy taste.

She withdraws, licking me from neck down, slowly moving to my nipples and sucking them with care.

She licks the centre of my chest, then down, down, towards the direction of my dick.

She ends with confidence, popping my full cock right inside her mouth.

"Oh....." I moan.

She comes right up.

"Not so fast," she commands at me. "Just you wait, big boy."

Leena grabs the lit candle now that's beside the bed post. The wax is plentiful, moving and shaking as she moves the candle from post to above me.

"Relax big boy. It'll hurt just a little bit," she teases.

She tips the candle slightly, the watery wax dripping onto my stomach.

It's surprising, a combination of the expectation of pain but yet not as much as I thought. Strongly comfortable.

"It's not so bad, you see," she delights, seeing me relax, "you'll grow to like it."

She pours some more. And some more.

The candle wax is everyone on my torso, some on the lower part, some higher.

It feels nice, but the flame of the candle gets me anticipating pain every single time. My senses are tingled. Heightened.

She now moves to my cock. Finally.

With one hand she grabs my cock, the other hand she turns on her camera doing a selfie.

She just goes to town with my dick, slurping and sucking my servant of sex, while looking into the camera. The sounds of her honouring my tool are elevated, ensuring that the camera effectively captures her whole experience.

It's so hot.

She now release her hand to play with my balls, her other hand still capturing the video.

She loves to eat cock, this one.

She puts down the camera on one side of my leg.

She then sits up, straddling my crotch. She puts me into her, reverse cowgirl.

I feel huge. Inside her pussy walls. Inside her hot, throbbing body, filling her inside.

The selfie camera goes on again, taping herself.

She grinds, moving back and forth, pleasuring herself as my cock fills her. I can feel my cock just filling her, and she enjoying that fullness.

I love it, how she's so focused on her own pleasure, disregarding me. I'm just a tool, a machine, for her pleasure that she's capturing for herself.

She pops up, my cock bursting out of here pussy, and turns around to face me.

"You want to see me now, don't you," she teases me.

Actually I didn't mind either way. I just loved seeing her get off that I didn't care what view I had. But of course seeing her tits don't hurt.

Leena lowers herself and pops herself back into my cock.

She rides me. Up and down, up and down. No lateral movement, just straight 8 inches into her, and 8 inches out.

I love that she's enjoying every inch of my length. As if she wants no other stimulation, just my cock, and feeling every inch of it inside her tight pussy walls.

Slap. Slap. Slap. The sound of her ass slamming into me every single time she enjoys those 8 inches of pleasure.

I see her face. Her beautiful tis. She's facing the camera, desperate for it to capture every second, every moment, every moan of this moment.

Slap. Slap. Slap. I love how she's squatting down hard, and how my cock just disappears right inside her.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Her eyes close, her dirty blonde hair flying up and down vertically, her toes curled up beside me.

"I'm cumming..."

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She sends me the video of our sex. She's just left, straight to the airport to head back home.

No man's ever cum inside of me. You're my first. This is my little present for you 😘

The Gentleman