There's good sex, there's great sex, and then there's Cuban claw-your-back-off sex!
I was hooked on Cuba for my Sex-Capades.
First morning in Havana. Stepping out of the shower, I put on a robe just as the maid walked in. A very pregnant maid named Alicia. She had a big belly and preggo tits with milk circles in her blouse.
Alicia brought my morning coffee. "Gracias Alicia. But I need milk for my coffee." The maid shook her head. "No milk in Cuba."
I pointed to the milky circles in her blouse. "Alicia, how about your milk? Mother's milk?" The maid didn't move until I handed her fifty pesos (two dollars).
Alicia's tits flew out and bounced. Jumbo jugs with dark areolas and huge nipples. Squeezing her fat boobs, she flicked her swollen nipples, sending squirt after squirt of mother's milk into my coffee.
I laughed. "That made me hard. Alicia, maybe you could milk me in a BJ?" I handed her a wad of pesos and pointed to my cock. Alicia turned bright red like she wanted to slap me.
But the pregnant maid misunderstood. Throwing off her uniform, the naked woman spread wide on my bed. "Señor, you like my bollo?"
She called her pussy 'bollo', but the 'll' sounded like a soft 'j.' I thought she said Boy-Joy. And it was!
"SÃ, I love your boy-joy. And honey, it's been a long time since I fucked a preggo." Kneeling between her legs, I pushed my erection forward, and her pussy lips spread wide to accept my fat knob.
"Ahh, es muy grande!" The maid winced as my fat prick pushed further. I kissed her lips and she kissed back. Then I sucked her tits while flicking her swollen nipples, swallowing squirt after squirt of her mother's milk.
Alicia ran her fingers through my hair as I suckled her milky boobs. Getting breastfed felt so erotic. "Yes Señor, I make milk for you!"
I couldn't resist chewing on the maid's rubbery nipples, twisting them with my teeth. "Ah Señor!" Alicia moaned as I screwed her pussy harder! Her fat tits bounced around as the bed squeaked.
All the beds squeak in Cuba.
Lifting Alicia's short legs I pumped deeper. Squishy fuck noises filled the room. The maid blushed, squirming around my shaft and I pounded deeper.
Her fingernails clawed at my back as I jackhammered her Cuban cunt. "AHH!" Alicia screamed in orgasm, humping her hot pussy against my cock-strokes.
Soon my prick exploded, spewing load after load of hot cum into her boy-joy. Her spasming cunt muscles milked my shaft, and I gave her squirting tits a last suck.
The maid stood up on wobbly knees, wiping off her cummy pussy. She giggled. "I put milk in your coffee, and you put milk in me."
"Yes Alicia. My coffee will need titty milk every day."
"Sà Señor. Leche de teta."
***
Later that day I took a taxi and asked the driver, "Where's the best place to find a girl?"
"Avenida Malecón. It's full of jineteras. That means jockeys. They ride you hard." He laughed. "Just ask a girl to see her tattoos. She'll either slap your face or drop her panties--or both!"
The taxi dropped me at one of the nicer clubs. The bar buzzed with lively music and Salsa dancing. I watched spicy Latinas strutting their stuff across the dance floor.
"Wow." Salsa dancing is like screwing. It creates tension and builds to a crescendo with a sudden release. Later I found out that salsa dancers love to ride hard cocks. It felt amazing when a dancer gyrated her hot pussy up and down my shaft.
I sat at the bar as sexual tension filled the air. A pretty young lady dressed in a miniskirt came up beside me. She smiled and said something in Spanish. The bartender translated, "SofÃa wants a beer and to sit with you."
"Oh sure."
I finished my beer, and SofÃa dragged me to the dance floor. After a few salsa dances, I sat down, but she kept dancing in front of me, wiggling her tits and hips. The woman shocked the shit out of me when she sat on my lap and kissed down my neck, whispering, "Mi amor...mi amor."
Through broken English, SofÃa said she was a school teacher. I imagined SofÃa being prim and proper in the classroom... but wild and wicked in bed.
I asked her if she had any tattoos. "Sir, I no have tattoos, but I have a pretty botón."
"A button. What kind of button?"
"Botón de amor. Love Button."
"Excelente! We both knew we were on a fuck date. "I'm hungry, let's go eat." She smiled, and we walked to a fancy restaurant.
SofÃa held my arm tightly like a life preserver. That was her way of saying 'yes.' Yes, to anything my wicked dick desired. With a great fuck comes great cum. Barrels of it.
Soon, we sat close to each other in the restaurant. So close I could reach into Leti's panties and rub her pussy.