Maia Laaning

After they left the bar, they stopped at a nearby convenience store for Tony, pursuant to Maia's direction, to buy a bottle of Grey Goose, while Maia texted Erica advising that they probably would not return until late morning. Erica acknowledged the message and merely thanked her for the heads-up notice. During the drive, Maia took the opportunity to boldly touch and massage Tony's male package. She was not disappointed at what she felt.

In due time, they spotted a suitable one story nondescript motel with 'vacancy' and 'open' signs lit. After registering, Tony fetched ice from the ice machine located three doors down from their room. Maia took the occasion to freshen up in the room's bathroom. She dabbed some perfume under her breasts and rubbed some in her pubic hair. The perfume she used was a tip from her mother. The quality of this particular perfume had the reputation of avoiding disguising a woman's natural odor when aroused but instead would subtly enhance the aroma. She removed her panties, stockings and fashionable sandals. She emerged from the bathroom to greet Tony as he returned to the room.

Maia was wearing a navy blue, detailed with polka dots, summery casual dress. It had a flounced ruffled hem cut mid thigh to offer a generous view of her glam thighs and calves. Accentuating her natural beauty, the dress exuded cheerfulness and a sunny disposition. Her standing appearance forced a charming smile to form on Tony's lips as he was sensible to the forthcoming undeniable pleasure that was in store for him.

They first embraced each other with a forceful hug. The pressure of her ample breasts squashed against his chest completed the first stage of his initial arousal. Since Maia had removed her footwear, they were on a less equal level in standing. As a result, Tony only needed to affect a slight tilt of his head to reach Maia's luscious lips. They thereupon commenced a round of intense kissing. The pleasure of the kissing was a great foreplay indicator for the forthcoming sensual gratification they would be sure to experience.

Tony recalled a song his maternal grandfather possessed in his record collection which he had frequently played for Tony. It was called 'Kisses Sweeter than Wine' recorded by Jimmy Rogers in the 1950s. In particular, the passionate kissing with Maia provoked in Tony the memory of the partial lyrics of that song:

"Well, when I was a young man and never been kissed

I got to thinking it over how much I had missed

So I got me a girl and I kissed her and then, and then

Oh, lordie, well I kissed her again

Because she had kisses sweeter than wine

She had, mm-mm, kisses sweeter than wine

Sweeter than wine, sweeter than wine..."

As their passionate kisses were still continuously mutually exchanged, Tony reached around to the back of Maia's dress and located the zipper. He deftly undid the zipper to expose her entire back to the air. At that point, Maia momentarily broke off the osculating to adroitly slip the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She casually shimmied her torso and then her hips to force the top of her dress to drop first to her waist and eventually caused her entire dress to descend right down to her ankles. Once sensing her dress puddling on her feet, she neatly stepped out of it and unceremoniously kicked it aside.

During the interruption of their kissing, while Maia was in the process of getting rid of her dress, Tony was able to remove and discard his jacket and shirt. When they resumed their lascivious kissing. Maia was clad only in her bra. Tony, though, was still dressed in his pants, briefs, socks and shoes. Nevertheless, his bare skin adhering to her chest covered only by her bra elevated their arousal. Each of them was moaning in reaction to the stimulation of their close contact and the pleasure of their sweet kisses.

Tony soon reached again around her back and efficiently unfastened the hooks of her bra. Without breaking off their kissing, Maia slipped the bra straps off her shoulders and allowed the garment to drop to the floor. As soon as he felt her bare breasts touch his chest, he could feel that her nipples were taut. This sensation unsurprisingly caused his cock to harden and press against the fabric of his trousers, forming a tent like bulge.

This time it was Maia's turn to undress Tony. While still continuing their endless kissing, she methodically undid his belt buckle and the button of his pants. Then, breaking off the kiss, she dropped to her knees and pushed down forcefully first the pants and then the briefs. With the action of forcing his briefs down, his cock sprung forth vigorously from its captivity and struck Maia on her cheek. She giggled and lapsed into Estonian saying exactly, "Oh! See on nii suur! Kui kaunis!"

Now grabbing a solid hold of Tony's penis, Maia tentatively licked on his cock head sending stimulating, trembling, electric jolts felt up, down, and along his spine. Then she took his entire cock head into her mouth as her tongue continued to swirl on and around the flesh. That action brought forth an agonizing groan from Tony. The pleasure effect to him was exquisite. To Tony's surprise, Maia displayed in performing fellatio, an enthusiasm superseding that of any and all of his previous partners who participated in this form of oral sex.

Soon Maia was leisurely plunging up, down and along on his rod performing a subtle, but extremely thrilling blow job. To augment his enjoyment of what she was doing she was manually massaging his scrotum in tandem with her cock sucking. Periodically she would detach from his cock to suck on his balls. In reinforcing his notion that Maia was executing her action of fellatio not so much for his pleasure, but that in the main, she received her own sensual gratification in the exercise was evident by the fact that she was audibly purring like a cat in reaction to her euphoria she undoubtedly was experiencing.

In addition, Tony noticed she was visibly perspiring. Considering that in reality there was minimal physical exertion required of a woman to provide even a tantalizing exquisite blow job, therefore, Tony could reasonably conclude that the impetus for Maia's heavy perspiration had to be her contentment in stoking her emotional passion while indulging in this type of oral sex. As a result, although not initially desiring to cum in her mouth, but rather initially preferring a vaginal penetration sexual act, he decided to allow Maia to bring her blow job to its ultimate conclusion.

Consequently, in her blow job, Maia opted to effect a deep throat plunge. She was able to capture most of his massive cock down her throat. Then she elected to pause in order to get used to this oral intrusion. That in turn triggered Tony's climax. As soon as Maia relaxed her deep throat hold on his cock and started the withdrawal process of his cock exiting her oral cavity, Tony started ejaculating. He was blasting load after load of a copious amount of sperm into her mouth.

Maia did her best in swallowing his ejaculate as soon as it cummed. However, she was unable to prevent some of the excess cum to seep out of her mouth and dribble down her chin. Her mind reacted to the intense action of the conclusion of his climax by subduing her into a forceful orgasm of her own. As a result, after spitting out his cock from her mouth, she began to pant heavily, almost uncontrollably. Again, she was compelled to utter in Estonian, "Persse! Kurat! Persse! Persse! Kurat!"

When Maia partially recovered her equilibrium, with her finger she directed the excess sperm glistening on her face back into her mouth, which she immediately gulped down. She also grabbed a hold of his penis again to lick the flesh clean of any clinging cum. To her chagrin, Maia burped as a bodily reaction to her ingestion of all of his ejaculate. Ignoring her sudden loss of decorum, Maia stood up and breathlessly said, "Tony darling, do you think you could fetch us a drink of the vodka while we contemplate some further action."

While Maia climbed unto the bed to settle down in a sitting position with her back resting against the headboard, Tony did as he bade. Having divested himself of his socks and shoes along with his pants and briefs he prepared drinks of Grey Goose on the rocks for each of them. Although vodka was not his favorite alcoholic beverage, he did not want to complicate the logistics of the relaxed interludes between the various occurrences of sexual activity.

Once seated beside Maia on the bed, and while sipping on his vodka, Tony observed, "You don't seem to mind swallowing cum after giving a blow job. In fact you seem to relish it. In my experience most of my partners demand that I don't cum in their mouths. They would spit it out rather than swallow it should I inadvertently cum sooner than I expected."

Maia responded, "I guess my attitude towards sex has been influenced by my sexually active friends, but mostly by my mother's expressed outlook, assisted in a little way by your mother."

Tony interrupted, "My mother you say?"

Maia elaborated, "Oh yes I've had the occasion to have a few sexual discussions with Aunt Erica whenever I've lately talked to her over the phone. She has maintained that if you can provide a great blow job you can keep a man forever on that basis alone. My mother in a similar way has suggested that part of the definition of a sexy woman, is one who demonstrates genuine enjoyment in participating in this sexual activity. She has pointed out that although the taste of semen objectively may be off putting, still the only occasion one gets the opportunity to taste semen is while engaging in sex with a man.

"That being the case it is easy to train one's brain to crave the taste of semen as it is proof positive you have managed to satisfy your man. And if you get a lot of cum in your mouth you have the satisfaction of knowing you have pleased your man greatly. My sexually active friends also agree by maintaining that you guys seem to be overjoyed if we women swallow. And of course, you've just blasted more cum in my mouth than I could manage as some spilled out. So I have to conclude I must be a very sexy woman indeed which of course is one of my goals in my life."

Needless to say, Tony Koeninger was startled by such specifically frank thoughts uttered by Maia, and so, he was intrigued. It reinforced his initial impression formed in meeting her this time, that she was a sexy woman without any agenda other than willing to take advantage of an ephemeral moment to indulge in hot sex. Sadly, he did not get that impression from most of the women he had fucked lately.

The fact that he was an NFL star player for the past several years has attracted a lot of camp followers of whom he could easily bed. From that reality, he deduced that each bimbo he did fuck had two main goals in mind when agreeing to engage in sex. First of all, in their minds, it would be great if they would become his steady mistress perhaps even his wife, since presumably his wealth but more importantly the prestige of his fame had to be an achievement beyond their realistic hopes and dreams in acquiring a boyfriend.

Thus, even if such eventuality were not to transpire, at least they had the satisfaction of having bedded a famed celebrity whom they could boast about amongst their friends and acquaintances. It might even be a cudgel to berate her future significant other whenever engaged in a domestic quarrel. In fact, one oxymoronic intelligent bimbo confessed as much in pillow talk. Such admission was no doubt induced by the alcohol consumption incidental to the occasion.

Now in Maia Laaning's case, being Estonian, such inducement that he was a famed NFL star was not in play. It obviously did not sway her in the least just as much that her exploits in playing professional tennis was of no import to him. In any case their mutual athletic accomplishments were not a factor bringing about their sexual attraction to each other. If anything, the fact they were first cousins was the main reason they were acquainted with each other in the first place. And that in itself would be more of a reason to shy away from sex considering the possible taboo of incest seemingly inherent in their copulation.

With all these considerations in mind during the initial afterglow intermission he was determined to quit analyzing but simply enjoy this rare opportunity with his oversees cousin. So, having finished his drink, he directed, "You are no doubt aware that we men require some time to recover our stamina from an especially hot sex. One thing that always brings my cock more quickly to attention is eating pussy. So, scoot down so I can do you."

Setting her drink aside Maia complied and placed a pillow under her rump to facilitate the intended cunnilingus. She cried out, "Oh goody. Ma olen valmis."

Thereupon, Tony scooted down and situated himself between her spread apart thighs. As his nose approached Maia's quim, he was greeted by a pleasant sweet and sour scent unlike anything he had been used to in smelling a women's vagina when sexually aroused. The fragrance emitted by Maia was exotically erotic to his senses, which had the effect of hardening his cock quicker than expected. He subsequently forgot to quiz Maia on this aspect, so he was unaware that it was Maia's judicious application of her perfume, which was the source of her redolence.

Consequently, when he started to apply his tongue first on her clit, he was inspired to do a thorough job of it. Maia was quickly aroused as Tony's technique in cunnilingus was exquisite. It compelled Maia to chanted exactly: "Kui kaunis! Kui armas! Kui taevalik!"

In no time at all, Maia succumbed to an orgasm which in turn caused her to squirt prodigiously. Luckily for Tony, the torrent of the gusher of her lady juices missed his face landing harmlessly on his neck and chest. Even though she was in the height of her climax, she sensed she needed more! Consequently, she screamed out literally, "Ma olen valmis! Võtma mind nüüd! Pane see mu kissuses nüüd! See on nüüd väga vaja!"

Realizing she had uttered in Estonian, but not sure how to articulate her desires in English, she ended up whimpering, "Please, please Tony, please."

Tony certainly was unaware of exactly what Maia was saying, but he could realistically infer she was asking to be fucked. As he was raising himself up, Maia in turn raised her legs to adhere to his torso and her heels clung resting on his shoulders. By such mutual maneuvers he ended up upright resting on the back of his knees and calves. This in turn allowed entry to her vagina, and so, he easily penetrated her.

For Maia, this position was awesome as her raised legs narrowed her vagina, and thus, ensured that Tony would make contact with her 'G' spot. Tony rocked Maia in a side-to-side motion plus alternating in an up-and-down motion. Those two shifting thrusting movements heightened Maia's passion to a higher level. It prompted her to chant "Jah! Jah! Jah!" accompanying each grunt uttered upon completion of a thrust.

Maia climaxed at exactly the same time a Tony was cumming. Incongruously, she screamed out, "Yippee!"

Tony smiled.

As Tony and Maia separated from the conclusion of a very intense sexual intercourse, Tony was surprised by Maia's next seemingly insouciant remark, "Before we do anything more, would you kindly get us another drink of vodka. Good sex seems to make me thirsty."

When Tony duly handed her drink as she was sitting up on the bed with her back to the headboard, he said, "I take it you enjoyed yourself!"

"It was a blast!"

Tony then observed, "I also gather that what you were saying while we were fucking was all in Estonian. Is there any particular reason why you were compelled to speak in Estonia?"

"It has to do with your uniqueness as my lover."

"You mean because I'm black? Although, I fail to see my being black would cause you to speak out in Estonian."

Maia replied, "Your quite right in saying that you being black has nothing to do with my speaking out in Estonian during our sex play. Besides, you're not totally black anyway because of your mother, also my aunt. If anything you're more white than black. I understand that your paternal great grandfather was a German who came to the United States to escape Hitler's cruel Nazi regime of the 1930s and 40s. And that explains your Germanic surname."

"Well yes that's true all right. But because of my dark skin pigmentation, I'm considered black and not biracial, just like former President Obama who like me had a white mother and a black father. He has been consistently referred to as America's first black President as opposed to America's first biracial President."

Maia replied, "Whatever. Of course, you being black in terms of sexual partners sets you apart from my previous four partners and probably from all of my future partners as well considering the paucity of black people where I live. But such difference does not naturally affect the quality of the sexual experience, especially my participation in it. From my perspective it has to be language that makes you unique from my previous lovers plus possibly all my future lovers as well. Three of my previous partners were Estonian as most likely all my future partners as well. The fourth, the one who took my virginity, was Russian, but my command of the Russian language is much stronger than my command of English.

"I have two close Russian friends with whom I converse exclusively in Russian. Plus I watch lots of Russian television so that when I speak Russian I almost sound like a native except for my obvious but slight Estonian accent. Contrast to English, my only occasion to speak it occurs when I come annually to visit your family and Uncle Paul's family. And of course, I know I speak with a very pronounced accent which renders me uneasy when I'm not sure of what exactly to say."

Tony was truly perplexed by Maia's response. He could not help but protest, "You say your command of English is not strong? Yes, your accent is very noticeable but it's cute and exotic even erotic. In any case that does not detract from what you do say. If anything, your vocabulary is stronger than the average American. For that matter, you actually are an American citizen."

Maia responded, "Yes I was born right here in Chicago and my parents were both American citizens having been born in the United States as well. So yes, I do have American citizenship status, but I grew up in Estonia and Estonian is my mother tongue and English is at best my third language and my comprehension reflects that reality.

"Naturally I think normally in Estonian, but when I speak Russian I can think in Russian exclusively. However, when I'm speaking English as now, I can usually think in English but when I come across some concept that I'm unfamiliar with, I have to resort to how I would say it in Estonian. Then I would literally translate it in my mind before I utter what I wish to say. Thus, in sex play, I don't have the luxury in time to contemplate what I would unthinkably blurt out when engaged in sex with an Estonian."

Tony was not convinced by Maia's explanation. He couldn't help exclaiming, "But Maia you do speak impeccable English despite your professed shortcomings. Hell your vocabulary I say is better than any American with less than a college education and even better than most college graduates. Actually, I'm proud that I'm capable of keeping up with you, unlike sad to say, lots of my black brethren."

Maia replied, "Very kind of you to say so. Let me give you a real life example which would illustrate my concern when speaking idiomatically in English. In my tennis career, I became privy to an anecdote involving Simona Halep, a Romanian star player, who during her career achieved the ranking of the No 1 player in the world and won two grand slam titles. Now in slam tournaments and in the other major tournaments, the WTA requires the players to avail themselves to a press conference after a match. The idea is to help promote women's tennis. After a grueling match in the Australian Open, one of the four grand slam tournaments, Simona suffered a heart breaking loss. In the subsequent presser, when asked for her reaction to this loss she replied exactly, 'This match was a big shit for me!'