The Sex Square

***Note: This is the second of a four-part series. Check my other stories for the rest of the series.***

Part 2:

Carla was still working for my parents and was now topping up her bank balance while she studied at university. She never got the chance to go to uni in her teens, due to spending most of her time caring for her sister, so now that she was in a more secure place financially and her sister was getting better care, she felt she was able to finally go out and get the education she deserved. I'm sure all the kids at her university very much enjoyed ogling the woman who was now in her early thirties. It seemed even the cleaning lady was progressing in life while I was busy going backwards.

After having caught up over a couple of weekly visits, Carla and I were back to where we were before crossing any boundaries; we were chatting away as usual, putting the world to rights while she worked and I played – on the computer that is. It was only when I took notice of her attire one week that the old familiar attraction began to brew back up inside me. The only difference this time was that I was in a relationship.

Granted, back then Lydia and I weren't in as deeply committed a relationship as we are now, but we were in the early stages and we already knew we loved each other – in spite of anything her parents might have thought about me and my "lower-middle class" family. I didn't want to ruin what I had with Lydia, so when fate came tempting me, I found even being in the same room as Carla unbearable.

Temptation got the better of me and though I knew it was wrong, I couldn't help myself. I'd wanted to be with Carla for several years and I'd been given a second stab at it. Carla too was in a relationship, but at the time, neglected to mention this to me. I spent a few of her visits simply testing the waters as her attire started seeming to "shrink" again. I casually flirted. I snuck up behind her and in passing, gently brushed my groin against her butt. I groped her here and there as I passed through whichever room she happened to be cleaning and even managed to pull off the "accidental kiss" manoeuvre.

I was nervous. I felt I'd pushed it too far sometimes. I wasn't entirely sure I wanted anything to come of my advances - nor was I certain Carla was even still interested. I was in love with Lydia and didn't really want to risk causing damage to that. It broke my heart to think I could end up breaking hers, but at the same time I couldn't help what I was doing with Carla – and she wasn't stopping me, so it couldn't have been all bad.

It finally came to the week of Christmas and tensions were high. My mother was spending more time at home and leaving for work later on a morning so I'd had to return to my childhood years of pretending to still be asleep by the time she went out, purely for the sake of avoiding raising any suspicions whilst Carla was around. Carla even admitted to me that this turned her on much more because she was beginning to love the smell of my sweat after sleeping. I assumed this was just a fetish of hers until on the Friday before Christmas, the 21st, Carla arrived at around 11am for her final shift before Christmas – and just as my mother was getting ready to leave for work.

I'd been awake waiting for one to leave and the other to arrive for the last hour, but finally I heard Carla walking up the stairs. I crept out of my room and was met with a passionate embrace. I quickly broke it off and whispered asking if my mother was gone. Carla shook her head and put a finger to my lips. I couldn't help breathing heavily as I remained silent, lightly kissing her finger as I held her by the waist. We stood for a few minutes simply listening intently. Eventually, a shout came from downstairs telling Carla she was leaving, to which my chocolate dream girl responded.

As soon as we heard the door slam shut and the car engine start we began to make out as if no time had passed since our last encounter. Carla wasted no time in peeling off my t-shirt while I pulled up her denim mini skirt. Her arms hooked around my neck as our tongues met and she leapt into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. I stumbled towards my bed and practically threw her down onto it. As she bounced, she peeled off her low cut sweater and revealed those bra-less breasts to me for the first time.

I dove into them and buried my face as she squeezed them around my head and fell back onto the bed while I clambered atop her. With a leg either side of her I began to kiss my way all over her chest and up towards her thick lips. Giggling at the fact that we were finally going to do this, she peeled my sweatpants over my backside and gave it a slap with each hand. I couldn't help but chuckle as I resumed our passionate kiss.

Her hands ran up my spine while mine ran over her breasts. Our grinding brought my erection free as it slapped against her covered up private area. Carla's eyes shut and she groaned a little just from this simple act of physics. I deliberately rubbed it up and down the cotton covered land between her legs while gently pressing against it as my hands manipulated her nipples, teasing them to their own erections while we kissed.

Moving my kisses down to her neck I whispered into her ear along the way, the same sweet nothings she said to me years back. She let out a contented sigh and pulled me closer to her as she wrapped her legs around my torso. Carla then took hold of my face and brought it in front of her so she could gaze deep into my soul to tell me she wanted me.

With that, I reached down and pulled her white cotton thong to the side and gently slipped the head of my hardness inside her for the first time. She let out a loud groan as her lower lips enveloped the mushroom head of my erection. Slowly I pushed in while hovering my face above hers as we looked into each other's eyes.

She began to raise her hips up to meet mine with each gentle forward motion I made. Gradually, my entire length was inside her, sliding out and in as I cycled my hips through their forward and backward motions. Slowly, I built up momentum, meeting her hips, matching her tempo and began to circle my hips as I brought them forward and back. Apparently this brought more pleasure to Carla as she squeezed my body with her legs and moaned as she reached her tongue out to kiss me.

I teased her, still hovering my head above hers. She moaned each time she unsuccessfully reached her tongue out towards me and the moans got louder each time; she was growing frustrated so I let my tongue out through my lips a little, urging her to try harder. She leaned onto her elbows to edge her head up closer to mine and just as the tips of our tongues touched, I snapped mine back a little with a smirk.

Carla bit her bottom lip and frowned. She tried once more but this time dug her heels against my buttocks, causing me to buck forward, driving my length harder and deeper into her while bringing my face towards her so she could begin to embrace me once more. Her tongue lapped against mine momentarily before she wrapped her lips around it and sucked me into her mouth.

Our faces became rather wet and sloppy over the next few minutes. My mattress began to clash against the nearby wall due to my forceful drives into her ever-dampening nether regions. I leaned back and ran my hands up her smooth belly and cupped each breast in each hand as best I could before squeezing, massaging and pushing into them, then giving each one a short, sharp suck in turn.

She brought me to her lips once more and gave me a quick peck before gently pushing me off her. She repositioned herself so that neither of us would fall off the side of the bed. Now on her knees with her back to the headboard, she pulled me onto my knees in front of her and leaned down. Carla kissed her way from my chest down over my belly button, through my trimmed pubic hairs to the wet and sticky shaft of my penis.

She licked the entirety of my shaft, tasting her own juices and enjoying them before encasing the head with her own. She began to suck gently on the head of my cock in efforts to inch her way down to devour it all. I ran my hands through her silky smooth hair, pulling it back and away from her face, so that she didn't get any hairs in her mouth and so that I could enjoy the view of the woman I'd fantasised about for so long doing exactly what I'd imagined her doing.

As she took more and more of my length into her mouth she began to choke a little, but this clearly wasn't her first time on the job and was able to relax her throat to take even more of me in. As impressed as I was at this feat, I was more mesmerised by the jiggle and sway of her buttocks in front of me. I traced my fingernails down her spine and over her butt before slapping the palm of each of my hands onto each of her butt cheeks. I took a full, forceful grip of the meat before me and began to play. She tried not to choke - involuntarily giggling at my actions.

After gagging and not giving up at such, Carla managed to take the entirety of my dick into her mouth and down her throat and was able to suck on it quite hungrily. I pulled out for a moment and crawled up beside her, laying my head down on a pillow and gave her backside a little nudge to gesture that she could continue. She lowered her head and swiftly took the full seven inches plus into her mouth and down her throat whilst brushing her hair behind her ears.

She began to fumble with my testicles as she sucked harder and bobbed down faster on my cock. It was at this point that I happened to glance away from such a sight to see her wetness just dancing away in front of my face as she wiggled her hips. I quickly pulled her thong away and from her legs while placing each of her legs to either side of me. I placed her thong on my chest and gently pulled her butt towards my face and reached my tongue out to make contact with her pussy lips.

I took the time to tease my way in and gently licked up and down either side of her outer lips, stopping for a moment to kiss her clitoral area midway through. I continued with the same action after nudging further in, so I could do the same to her inner lips. I followed up by licking her outer lips, kissing and sucking on her clit, to coax it out and then I licked her inner lips quickly before delving my tongue inside her.

Carla quickly pulled my saliva-laden cock from her mouth to gasp. Of course, this was only momentary and she continued to gobble me up.

I thrust my tongue into her and circled the very edges of her entry point over and over again while my mouth enclosed her vagina and I sucked – hard. I repeated this motion over and over and then pulled out, pausing for a moment before gently blowing on her. The cool breeze caused her to convulse a little, leaking out a little juice which I eagerly lapped up. Then I drove my tongue deep into her before pulling out again. I repeated the gentle blow before carrying on driving my tongue in and out of her faster and faster until I was tongue-fucking her. Meanwhile she licked the precum leaking out of my throbbing dick.

My phone began to ring. I found this ironic, given our last encounter.

I glanced over and saw that it was Lydia. I hadn't missed a call from her yet and given the situation didn't want her to be suspicious by my not answering – not that she would've even thought to be suspicious, but that's how my mind worked. I gave Carla a quick spank and a rub on the small of her back as I reached over to my phone. She looked back at me and rolled her eyes before shifting position so that she was now looking up at me as she continued to treat me to her blowjob skills. I found this too arousing and stifled a moan as I answered the call.

Lydia was calling to invite me to hers for an early Christmas dinner. Her brother was in town, but only for the day before his team jetted off to Brazil for a tournament so her parents decided to have their family dinner early. At this point, Carla straddled me and began to ride my cock pretty hard. I was anxious that the sounds of her skin slapping against mine would be heard over the phone. At the same time, I was perplexed as to why Lydia's brother's team would need to fly out and spend Christmas away from their families but that wasn't my question to raise.

After picking up her thong and putting it in her mouth then leaning down to kiss me with it, Carla began to fuck me harder and faster, rubbing her clit with one hand while she played with her breasts using the other. As Lydia continued with our conversation I tried to keep focused - despite enjoying the taste and smell of Carla's damp underwear. Given I didn't want to disappoint Lydia on our first Christmas together and wanted to show her I was husband material I agreed to go to early Christmas dinner. After she told me when to be at their house, I told her I'd be there as soon as I could and we ended the conversation.

Carla enquired if that was my girlfriend and I nodded as I looked up at her, wriggling around on my cock. I told her I had been summoned to play happy families and needed to start getting ready. Carla rammed down hard on my dick as if she was angry, but her expression was that of an opposite emotion. She leaned in to kiss me some more and as she did, I sat up, wrapped her legs around me and picked her up to carry her to the bathroom. I let go of her in the shower cubicle and turned the shower on before rushing to grab some towels. When I returned I was met with a view of Carla placing one leg up against the handrail and pressing her body against the cold tiles of the back of the cubicle.

It didn't take me more than a second to get inside the cubicle with her and push her ass cheeks up with both my hands before sliding my length back inside her. As the water rained down upon us and the steam filled the bathroom, I groped at her swaying boobs while kissing her neck as we fucked against the back of the shower cubicle.

Carla was facing away from me so she hooked her arm back to caress my head as I sucked on her neck. Her moans echoed slightly around the bathroom as did the wet sounds of my rod ramming into her cunt.

With one arm I tried to cup her breasts, and with the other hand I gripped one ass cheek and watched the other jiggle and ripple as we fucked. Carla pressed her face against the tiles to prop herself up. Her free hand began to rub her clit frantically while the other dug her nails into the back of my head. I could sense she was close.

I pulled out of her and pushed her hard up against the glass of the cubicle door. Lifting both her legs up to me, I hooked my arms under them and wrapped my hands around each of her boobs, squeezing tightly as I drove hard into her and began to fuck her faster and faster, teasing her again with my tongue. We could hear the sounds of her butt rubbing against the wet glass door and her head banging back against it, coupled with the speedy sopping sounds of our fiery lovemaking.

She reached down and rubbed herself some more as she dove her face into mine. Her kiss was passionate. Her masturbation was urgent. Her moans into my mouth were almost deafening. My grunts were trying to match her volume. My balls were tightening. Her muscles were convulsing. She came hard around my hardness and caused it to twitch as I shot my own ejaculate inside her.

Spasm after spasm; Shiver after shiver. Spurt after spurt; thrust after thrust. Gradually, our orgasms depleted us of strength. My grip on her legs became loose and her feet dropped to the floor. Completely spent, we both struggled to remain standing. Panting into each other as we held one another closely, we both slowly made our way down to the floor, sitting beside each other while we regained our composure under the therapeutic pitter-patter of the shower.

Carla kissed me. This wasn't a passionate "I want you now" kiss; this was a "kiss"-kiss. In my post-orgasmic haze I was unable to react at the time. I told her that she was well worth the wait and she responded by telling me it was amazing. Whether she was being sincere or was just feeding my ego, I'm still unsure, but she wasn't in a hurry to leave by any means - I on the other hand, was.

It wasn't through any awkward guilt-ridden feelings at the time or anything, but I was just very aware that I needed to clean up and get to Lydia's house as quickly as I could. Carla seemed to understand and jokingly said she needed to clean up too, referencing the work she hadn't yet done around the house. As I stood up, she took my cock in her mouth once more and sucked our concoction of cum from it in an effort to help me clean myself up. She looked up at me and grinned as she licked the excess from my almost flaccid dick before licking her hands and face with another big grin.

I brought her to her feet and kissed her again, rubbing two fingers over her slit and brought them to my mouth to taste. I sucked our secretions from my fingers and kissed her again.

As I reached for my shower gel, Carla opened the cubicle door – and rubbed it with her hand to remove any trace of her butt being there, chuckling to herself as she did – then stepped out of the shower to grab a towel. She then wrapped it around her body and just as she was about to leave the bathroom to get her clothes and get on with her work she paused and asked me to promise this wouldn't be the last time. I paused, mid-lather, unable to comprehend everything that was going on and she simply smirked before leaving the room, allowing me to shower properly so I could get ready to see my girlfriend.

***Note: This is the second of a four-part series. Check my other stories for the rest of the series.***