‘ london

turning on that tv in the pre-villa hotel room sent sheer need coursing through his veins. if he ever got a chance, he knew exactly who he'd go for.

casa didn't end up going the way he imagined, but he refused to let his second chance go to waste. after aniya’s big brown eyes bulldozed his alleged walls, they now found themselves chosen for the hideaway.

carl was a respectful guy, at least, he really tried to be. he willed away his boners when he saw aniya in her bikinis, kept his hands from grabbing her ass and rutting into her to chase the pressure, hell carl didnt even let himself jerk off to her. 

he kept it in, all of it: the desire, the want, the arousal; it was stored deep within the confines of his sure smiles and gentle words. straining to come out every time aniya mounted him in say less, every time the purr of her voice dropped to delicious octaves. he controlled it, until the hideaway became an option.

carl delicately placed aniya’s firm, yet plush body onto the mattress, his lips locked to hers as they made out. his glasses fogged up as the heat from their mouths condensed against the lenses. the whole room felt like that, hot, humid, wet almost— not to be helped by the Fijian climate.

carl broke their kiss to remove his glasses, only to be met with the gentle placement of aniya’s soft hand onto his. his eyes looked from her hand to meet her gaze and she lightly shook her head, “can you keep them on? please?”

carl swears he almost melted into a puddle at her feet. she was so sweet, so gentle and kind. he simply had to do everything she requested, it was impossible to refuse, “yeah, I can do that for you.” he replied in his signature low tone. 

he pushed his glasses up and descended to meet aniya’s lips once more, this time letting their tongues intertwine. his lips traveled down to the overflow of her cute boobs being pushed up by her lingerie. 

carl licked the flesh of her boobs before pulling down the front of the garment to gain access to her stiff nipples. aniya’s boobs weren't huge, but they were the perfect size to fit completely in carls mouth— and that's exactly how he wanted it.

he sucked her breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around her nipple while letting his abrasive fingers tweak her other one. aniya let out a high pitched moan as her back arched off the mattress.”ngh- fuck carl,” he switched sides, nibbling at her other nipple now. 

carl leisurely lifted aniya and placed her on his lap as he sat down on the edge bed. his hands maneuvered up and down her back reaching for the ribbon that laced up her corset. one by one, he unraveled them, letting his fingers trace over the bare skin left in wake of the fabric. 

reaching the last row of ribbon, aniya’s entire top came off, giving complete access to her toned torso along with an unobstructed view of her perky breasts. carl shuddered at the sight of her bare form, more beautiful than he ever could’ve imagined. 

“you know…” carl started, “I’ve been imagining this day for a long time,” he nipped at her nipple then, eliciting a sweet yelp from aniya, “ever since you practically rode me in ‘say less’ actually.”

aniya giggled before feeling her body heat up, “I couldn't help it, I was pent up!” she replied before grinding down in his lap, “I think you were too actually, I felt your dick under me that day,”

it was carl’s turn to feel the heat rush to his cheeks, both from the sweet pressure of aniya’s half naked body and from that fateful kiss. he thought crossing his legs would've been enough to hide his painful erection, carl knows by now nothing truly gets past aniya,  “could you blame me? you mounted me when I was supposed to have my walls up.” they both laughed then, the prospect of carl being able to stay away from aniya sounding ridiculous to both of them.

carl pressed a quick peck to aniya’s lips before effortlessly lifting her to have her back rest on his chest. the insides of his knees pressed aniya's thick thighs impossibly farther apart, spreading her open for carl. 

aniya clenched at the cool air hitting her core, shivering at the ghost of pressure on her clit. carl drew her attention away by pulling her chin towards him, bringing their lips together for another steamy, wet kiss.

two of carls thick digits slinked down to aniya's panty-clad pussy, rubbing achingly slow circles around her clit. she moaned into their kiss, attempting to close her thighs in response to the pressure. her legs were strong, but carl was stronger. his knees kept her legs pried open and exposed for him, “mmmmh aniya,” he purred close to her ear, “don't run from it… you can handle it…” 

the way carl embroidered his commanding tone with sultry flowers left aniya's head buzzing. she accepted the push from carl’s knees to keep herself spread open, “you're so good for me,” he kissed her temple as a gentle reward and gripped her waist a little harder to ground himself and keep from humping her backside as his dick started to get hard.

aniya tensed at his words and carl made a mental note of that, along with many other things he notices about aniya. carl kept at his slow circles while licking a long stripe up the column of aniya's neck, intermittently stopping to suck at her flesh. with a whispered, “is this okay?” in aniya’s ear, his finger tip glided across the hem of her lacy panties, “you want me to touch you?” 

aniya nodded in approval before her head lolled back onto carl’s broad shoulders for support. his digits wasted no time in diving under her panties, met with the slick seeping out her painfully empty cunt. swiping his fingers to coat them in her arousal, carl reluctantly removed his fingers, only to bring them up to his lips and suck on her juices.

aniya’s eyes followed to his lips, entranced by how he devoured a part of her. as if under a spell, she leaned towards carl’s mouth, entangling their tongues as their shared saliva mixed with her arousal. he eventually removed his fingers from the tangle and locked their lips together as his fingers found themselves in her panties once again.

his wet fingers dipped into her entrance and felt the warm spongy walls of her insides, groaning out in response at how wet she was for him, “goodness aniya… you're so wet…” he slowly pumped his digits in and out, “is it just for me? you're leaking like this because I make you this horny?” he smoothly uttered in a low voice.

aniya was a whining mess, her hips rocked up to meet carl’s thick digits stretching her out, chasing additional friction. she was close, carl could tell when he felt her walls tighten around his fingers.

carl expertly removed his fingers, sucking on her sweet arousal before effortlessly manhandling aniya to have her sitting on the bed. the horny man slowly dropped to his knees, maintaining eye contact all the while before pulling her panties off. he finally ripped his gaze from aniyas, left face to face with her glistening pussy. 

deeply gulping, carl watched the trail of arousal seep out her tiny hole. he couldn't help himself, licking a stripe from the crevice of her plump ass to her clit. aniya's nerves were sensitized for slower ministrations, yet carl gave her pure passion. he ravenously slurped and sucked at her cunt, swallowing every drop of slick she poured out to him.

“ahn- carl- fuck!” he maintained a relentless pace, finally indulging himself in the body he so earnestly worshipped. every whine, every plea she let out was another reason for carl to persist the prodding of his tongue.

when his hand clawed its way up her thigh, leaving faint scratch marks in its wake, and landed his thumb on her clit, aniya knew her climax was quickly approaching. she tried to thrash around, the overwhelming sensation entirely too much stimulation for her delicate body, but carl’s biceps flexed on the edge of the bed to keep her in place and keep him in his personal heaven.

it was so much; too much. a single tear slipped down aniya's face, then another. the tears flowed and chest began to heave as she felt her climax teeter on the edge.

carl noticed the sudden vibrations from her and looked up at her, seeing her big, brown, blown out eyes water only motivated him further. he, slightly unwillingly, unlatched his mouth from her pussy to properly look at her while his fingers kept rubbing, “shhhh aniya, please don't cry…”  he sucked at her clit before letting it go and watching the bud recoil, “it feels good, doesn't it baby?”

with those words she was gone. moaning and convulsing as her walls pulsated around carls fingers. he lapped up the arousal that spilt out of her, licking at her entrance up to her clit. the additional stimulation had aniya seeing stars, her back arched completely off the bed, in a fruitless attempt to escape from carl's mouth. 

he couldn't help himself, he really couldn't. his obsession with all things aniya knew no bounds. his forearm came up to press her stomach down and keep her in place. aniya’s own strength never felt like enough when it came to her burly 6’4 man. he could easily push her down, make her take all that he was giving her.

before aniya knew it, a second orgasm more powerful than the first crashed into her, “fuckfuckfuck oh my god-” she squealed and felt a fluid shoot out of her directly into carl’s face. 

carl licked up as much of her wetness as he could, not letting anything go to waste. swallowing, he turned to his right, kissing the inner of her thigh, “you did so good for me aniya,” he praised in his low, velvety voice. he suckled on the crook between her flushed pussy and her thick thighs, leaving a mark for her to remember the next day. 

aniya buzzed with contentment. whenever carl spoke in that specific tone, she felt warm and fuzzy deep in her soul. only he could reassure her in such a whole way.

carl stood up and scooped up aniya into his arms before placing her down farther back, wanting to feel her at all times even if only for a simple action. aniya propped herself up with her hands, her knees still open, keeping her glistening cunt on display.

carl stood back, palming his straining hard-on while appreciating the art in front of him. seeing her beautiful eyes dilated, her hair disheveled, her panting as she tried to regain composure, the slight tilt of her head to the side as she observed him too. it was so raw, so vulnerable for the both of them.

“you're beautiful aniya…” it came out so naturally, so off-handedly that carl didn't even realize he said it until aniya bit her lip into a lazy smile, “you're so handsome baby,” she responded in that sultry purr she did. aniya was a flirt, a vixen even. she knew exactly what to say to carl, how to arouse him more than he already was. 

“jeez… you're killing me here aniya,” carl pulled off his boxers, feeling the sticky patch from his pre-cum detach from his cockhead. he pumped his dick a few times, gaze raking over aniya. he had imagined what her undressed form would look like for weeks now, but no figment of his imagination could ever compare to the realized masterpiece that was aniya. 

every curve was juxtaposed by firm muscle, and soft, supple skin encased it all. carl could honestly jerk off at this picturesque view of her alone, but he had to take care of his woman— treat her pretty pussy so well that she'd never get rid of him.

carl lumbered back onto the bed with his large body, grabbing aniya by her waist and pulling them together so their chests were flush with one another. he leaned forward to kiss her again, the remnants of her arousal decorating their tongues. without warning, one of aniya's hands snaked down to grab the base of his flushed dick. 

he was girthy, a big dick for a big man made perfect sense in her mind. it stood tall against his stomach with an angry shade of crimson, blood rushing to his tip. she squeezed on his balls, heavy and eager to empty into her. carl groaned into their kiss, sloppily opening his mouth to invite her to lick deeper. 

carl’s hand replaced aniya’s on his dick as he aligned himself with her entrance. carefully, he eased his angry cockhead into aniya’s sopping cunt, a guttural moan escaped them both as they adjusted to the size difference, “you're so b-big baby fuck-”

carl kept slowly inching more of his dick into her, damn near feeling like he was going through puberty again as he did everything in his power to not spill into her prematurely. eventually, his dick was snugly wrapped by aniya’s walls and all he could do was thank the heavens for accepting that casting directors dm all those months ago.

they sat in silence for a second, fully conforming to his dick inside of her. carl broke the silence, “don't we fit together so well?” he rolled his hips up to meet hers and a whine escaped aniya, “it's like I was made for you…”

he kept rolling his hips, fucking her languidly, passionately he savoured everything aniya was willing to give him and thrusted it right back into her.

it was love-making, intimate and close. their breath circulated between them as the dim neon light faintly lit them both up. aniya felt transcendent, on another plane of reality. she pulled herself impossibly closer to him, nails raking down his back. it was all so much, but she still wanted more. 

carl was respectful, he always had been, but aniya needed him in a different way now. needed to feel him deep inside of her, fucking her until she saw stars. she reached behind her to grab his hands and drag them down to her ass, placing them there. 

carl squeezed her soft ass immediately, prying her cheeks apart before letting them recoil against each other. that was all the signal he needed to finally be unbridled with the respect to hold back.

he pistoned into her with so much fervour, sweat slicked across their bodies. the humid fiji air felt like nothing compared to the heat radiating off them. he was so, so deep, his tip practically protruding from her toned stomach. 

aniya fell back onto the bed, trying to escape the ramming of his dick inside her. carl used her ass cheeks to anchor himself as her ground up into her, scraping against her gummy walls.

but she was so far now, too far. carl wanted to be in her skin, never be away for a second. he flipped her legs up, making her knees cock backwards while he rose onto his feet, all without leaving her warm hole.

he fucked her in mating press, grinding his dick at an even deeper angle in between strokes. her eyes welled up again and loud moans left her lips, but carl took it in stride, “god aniya, I can stay this deep in you forever…” he panted out in between grunts, “would you let me? please?” 

he asked in such a sweet tone, his glasses slipping down his face from the sweat. she took hold of the glasses and put them on her face, then looked at carl with those big brown doe eyes and he was done for.

he used the last of his will to pump into her a few more times and reached around for her clit, feverishly rubbing at the nub to chase her release too. carl came first, weeks worth of semen emptying into aniya and filling her up, he hissed at the sensation, her pulsing walls overstimulating him.

the heat from carls cum sent aniya over the edge after him, “ohmygod ohmygod ohmyg-” liquid coated carls abdomen, squirting out of aniya. he dragged a finger between the ridges of his abs, gathering her arousal before sucking it clean off his fingers. 

carl lifted aniya’s limp body onto his, ensuring his dick doesn't slip out of her, “there you go baby… you did so good for me.” he took his glasses back to return his sight and fully relished in the moment. they were connected not just in body but in soul, every core belief they possessed was shared between them. 

they sat there together, regulating their heartbeats until they were in tandem. aniya sluggishly spoke up first, “wanna go again? we have the hideaway until tomorrow morning anyways…” 

carl was momentarily stunned before chuckling. instead of responding, he snapped his hips to meet aniya's earning an offhanded yelp from aniya. he slowly eased his dick out of her and watched her cunt flutter at the emptiness. his cum was starting to seep out, but carl leaned back onto the bed and pushed aniya’s pussy up to his mouth.

carl dug his tongue into her hole, tasting the mixture of both of them together before grinning to himself. he could keep going as long as aniya was willing, 

“let's make the most of the night then.”