Lupe and Devin

Lupe had a charm to her that was heavily intoxicating. Part of it was the hint of a Spanish accent that she spoke with, which made everything she said seem so exotic and mysterious. Part of it was her long, silky hair that fell like a waterfall of obsidian to her back. Part of it was her cinnamon-colored skin, always so smooth and sensual to the touch. Part of it was the way her eyes sparkled when she giggled so playfully. Part of it was the sheer curvaceousness of her form, which seemed to naturally tempt human hands to touch.

Lupe was well aware of the effect she had on men. It had its perks. She could pretty much always count on special treatment from those people hypnotized by her beauty. Yet at times, it was awful too. Other women always scorned her, hating how her beauty would draw the attention of all the men, even their partners. As a result, she had no real female friends. She could have as many male companions as she wanted with a flick of her hair. They didn't really care about her as a person, so in truth, you could not call them friends.

She worked as a housekeeper for a variety of people. She recently began working for a fellow named Devin. His home was a quaint two-bedroom place, and he spent much of his time in the second bedroom, which he had converted into a study. He seemed addicted to knowledge and was almost always absorbed in a classic book. Lupe decided to do the study last to disrupt him as little as possible. When she finally got to the study, he was still sitting at his desk reading a translation of "Don Quixote" by Miguel de Cervantes.

As Lupe was working, she said, "I loved Don Quixote," to Devin.

He looked up at her. "Really?" he asked, "Did you read it in its native language?"

"Yes," she said.

"Would you sit and talk with me for a bit?" he asked, "I would love to hear an interpretation of the book from someone that read it in the original language. I'm curious to see if the English translation lost aspects of its meaning."

Lupe sat with him, and they talked for hours. Devin talked about how Don Quixote seemed to be a symbol of the chivalry of the past, and the tragedy that the days of those values are now dead. Lupe disagreed and said that Don Quixote is written specifically to mock those values, hence why he is depicted as being driven mad by books of chivalry. They discussed the significance of different characters such as Sancho Panza, Rocinante, and Dulcinea. Though Lupe had several differing opinions on the characters, Devin expressed admiration for her deep thoughts.

An alarm went off on Lupe's phone, causing her to realize she had to go to her next job. Devin seemed disappointed that she had to leave but expressed that he looked forward to having more conversations.

It became a regular practice that Lupe would sit and talk with Devin about whatever book he had been reading. He began to specifically target novels he knew she had an interest in, just to make sure they had something to talk about. Lupe felt deep satisfaction in finally having someone that listened to her. It gave her a feeling of safety and acceptance that she never had before. She began to let her guard down and felt herself becoming attracted to Devin.

Her eyes sometimes studied his long, muscular legs, or the broadness of his shoulders. When he was deep in thought while reading, she noticed his face seemed to be particularly handsome. Likewise, Devin noticed her attractiveness from the beginning but always pushed it into the back of his mind. It was so rare to find an intellectual companion, and he feared making any kind of romantic gesture would make her uncomfortable and cause her to withdraw from him. Still, he couldn't help but feel the magnetic desire become more and more powerful.

Overtime, Lupe started to feel a frustration with him not making any kind of advance on her. She began to wonder if she would need to make the first move.

One day, they were sitting together in the study, each reading a passage from "Around the World in 80 Days" by Jules Verne. Lupe looked up at him and asked, "How do you feel about me Devin?"

His head shot up, stunned by the question. "I'm not sure how to answer that," he said.

"Why?" she asked, tilting her head to the side adorably.

"Well," he explained, "Our relationship is very important to me. I wouldn't want to disrupt that, no matter how much I might want something in addition to it."

"What if that thing you wanted to do was everything we ever wanted?" she asked, her eyes looking deeply into his.

They looked into each other's eyes for what felt like a long time. All at once, Devin stood up and walked towards her. He placed his hand behind her neck and leaned in, kissing her passionately on the lips. Their tongues became entangled with one another.

He began to trail kisses down the side of her neck as his hands moved to massage her shoulders. Lupe felt herself melting for him in a way she never had before for a man. His kisses traveled down to the center of her chest as he knelt down in front of her. Lupe pulled off her shirt and removed her bra, revealing her luscious breasts to him. He began to massage them with both hands as his kisses explored them. He licked circles gently around her nipples as he sucked on them, causing them to harden.

Lupe's breath grew heavier. She was so used to men wanting to use her for their pleasure, that it was exciting and new to feel Devin focus on her needs. He traced his tongue down her stomach and licked her belly button. She undid her pants and slowly pulled them and her panties down. She spread her legs, revealing her flower to him.

Devin leaned in and traced the tip of his tongue up and down the outer folds of her pussy. His eyes studied her body closely, making a point to do whatever caused her to breathe heavier or writhe with pleasure. He sucked lightly on her clitoris, playing with it using his tongue when it was in his mouth.

Lupe ran her fingers through his hair, gripping it tightly as her mouth hung open, moaning with pleasure. He pushed his face deeper between her legs, slithering his tongue deep into her pussy and exploring her walls. His hands went under her and squeezed her ass, helping to push his tongue deeper still as he brought her closer.

Lupe wrapped her legs around his neck, letting her feet rest on his back as his tongue flickered rapidly against her clitoris. Her body twisted around from the pleasure as she moaned even more. Her body tensed up as he sucked on her clitoris more aggressively, and then relaxed as the sensation of her orgasm overtook her body.

She lazily pushed his head away from between her legs. "I need to feel your manhood inside of me," she said, her accent turning him on even more.

He stood up and undid his pants. He pulled them and his boxers down, revealing his hardened white cock. She kept her legs spread as he climbed on top of her. His hand guided his rod, rubbing the tip of it against the lips of her pussy before thrusting inside of her.

He began to pump the full length of his manhood into her, stretching the walls of her pussy. Lupe's eyes rolled back as he leaned in and sucked on her right nipple aggressively, while his other hand squeezed her left breast. She felt his manhood throbbing inside of her as his moans caused her breast to vibrate against his mouth.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, making him thrust in deeper. He pressed his lips against hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth to wrestle with her tongue. Her mouth submitted gladly as he began to suck on her tongue, his cock still thrusting wildly into her flower. They moaned into each other's mouths. Her breasts began to bounce chaotically from his intense fucking.

Her pussy began to spasm against his rod, and she felt herself orgasm a second time. Her whole body went limp as she felt his cock throbbing violently inside her as he continued to fuck her. He then let out a moan as he shot his load deep inside of her.

He backed away slowly and sat down in his chair exhausted. "You really do mean the world to me Lupe," he said.

"You are so special to me too Devin," she said. She looked over at him feeling dazed.

"I wish it could always be like this," he said.

"Me too," she replied.