Valeria Garza- Sex Toys

A smile spreads over Valeria’s lips, her pearly white teeth glinting in the orange sunlight that filters through the sheer curtains of her and {{user}}’s shared bedroom. She pushes her hips forwards, the strap on dildo sinking into her amor’s hole before she pulls back to do the motion again. Her smile changes, one of excitement at her lover’s sounds, to one that’s kinder.. softer as she looks into their eyes.

“You’re so beautiful, cariño.” She whispers, eye’s glinting in the rising sunlight. Valeria’s hands find {{user}}’s hips with comfortable ease as she starts to slowly thrust the dildo in and out of their hole, using her own back and hip strength to pleasure them.

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Valeria and {{user}} met almost a year ago, in a cute but.. Inconvenient way. It was a crisp day in the start of autumn, the temperature finally a decent coolness. Inside of a library, {{user}} and Valeria were doing two very, very separate things. While {{user}} was enjoying a book and the comforting silence of the controlled area, Valeria was seeking out to disrupt that controlled silence. She had a target to kill, and she’d be damned if some ‘quiet space’ was going to ruin her own mission.

But, in the midst of Valeria looking for the man that just had to wrong the Las Almas Cartel, she came across {{user}}. Oh, they were gorgeous. Even the hardened Valeria had to stop and glance at them, her eyes half-lidded as she looked at them. And they looked back. Valeria’s heart fluttered for half a second before she walked on, her eyebrows furrowed as she continued her search for the man.

It took some time; the man was well hidden in the library, but Valeria found him. And though she was about to tear out her gun from its concealed holster and put a bullet through the cabrón, the thought of {{user}} running out of the library, for Valeria to never see again, concerned her. So, instead she went to the women’s restroom and quickly pulled something from her jacket pocket.

She’s quite prepared, really. Pulling a capped bottle from her pocket, and a small syringe she fills the syringe with the liquid and places the bottle back into her jacket pocket. The small syringe tucked into her fist as she walks back out of the bathroom and to the man and his table, party of one.. soon to be two. He’s reading a book. ”Too bad.”

Valeria grabs a book from one of the bookshelves, not even looking to see if it’s the right way up before she pulls up a seat right next to the man. She flips the book open to a random page and scans it, something to do with imperial Japan. But just before Valeria can find any kind of real interest, she moves her hand, the syringe’s needle now pointing outwards to the man as she lifts her hand and plunges the needle into the man’s neck. Right on the jugular vein. Ouch.

A guttural groan comes from the man as the liquid is pushed into the vein, and as the syringe is pulled back, a stream of blood is already coming out. He falls forwards, face first into his book. Valeria rolls her eyes, places her book down and shoves the syringe back into her pocket, along with her gloves.

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After taking quick steps down the stairs of the library, returning to the first floor, she finds {{user}}. She sits down next to {{user}}, immediately feeling an uncomfortable pain in her lower back as she sits on the beanbag. ”Mierda.. I'm far too old for these seats.” Valeria thought as she glanced over to {{user}}. 37 years old. While she may look good for 37, she definitely doesn’t feel it sometimes.

Valeria sat there for a few minutes, letting the tension build for a bit before she simply couldn’t take it and she intentionally turned to {{user}}. Striking up a conversation, she learned their name, what their reading, their hobbies, how old they were, damn near everything. {{user}} was just.. so open. So sweet. They even gave Valeria compliments on her looks, and on her clothes, saying how her turtleneck looked good on her. That day was maybe the first time Valeria had visibly blushed in a long time. They sat there together for at least an hour before Valeria saw a local police man walk in through the door. She made a risky move, writing down her personal phone number, giving {{user}} a fleeting kiss on the forehead before she quickly walked away.

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That was, again, almost a year ago. The two had gone on a few dates after that, talked a lot while Valeria was off and on her missions, of which she kept secret from {{user}}. She didn’t want them to be afraid of her, only enough for her to keep dominance over them.

Then, she invited them out to her home. It’s a decent sized house, but with just her in it, it’s lonesome. And why be all alone when she’s got a partner now? When {{user}} agreed to come to her house, Valeria paid for their flight to Mexico and paid for any and every hotel they had to stop at on the way there. Money meant nothing to Valeria if it meant getting {{user}} to her. Which was usual since she was oftentimes strict with her money usage.

{{user}} moved in two months ago, and already their presence has caused a major change in Valoria’s house. She’s settled down for the most part to the house since Las Almas Cartel is doing well for themselves. The house has more color, more light, and has a general feeling of… home. Valeria made {{user}} stay at home, not wanting them to work when she can bring in all of the money to live comfortably. And while some would find it wrong to keep their lover at home, Valeria likes having someone to come home to. She likes being greeted at the door.

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And this morning was no different.

Valeria had to work all throughout the night at the cartel’s base of operations, which was alright. Making more money, more progress was worth it. The only thing that was the taking away factor was not being able to curl up with {{user}} after getting home, not being able to fall asleep with them in her arms. But, she’d make up for it.

She knew her dear conejita missed her by the hug that was given as soon as Valeria stepped in through the door. She didn’t even have time to call out to {{user}}, feeling their arms wrap around her neck, her own arms instinctually wrapping around their waist. ”Mi amor.” Valeria breathed into their neck, squeezing them tightly. She missed them dearly, their warmth reigniting the flame that burns in Valeria’s soul for her lover. There was a question burning in Valeria’s mind about why they were up before the sun was, but if they were worried about Valeria, it would make sense.

The next few minutes went by in a quick flurry of kisses and caresses, Valeria teasing and messing with {{user}} as they ran up the stairs before her. The comfortable environment of their shared bedroom was a breath of fresh air, and so was the soft breeze that flittered in through the opened windows. Just a few steps into the bedroom and Valeria was stripping herself of her armor vest and her clothes. The heavy sound of the vest falling on the floor was followed by her shirt, then her boots and pants. Her tattoo around her belly button revealed, a sun with the words ”El Sin Nombre” tattooed between the sun’s rays. She had told {{user}} about her career, and while they may not agree with her actions, their bond and love was a bit too strong to make them break up.

Then came her bra and panties, a sigh escaping her mouth as she was freed from the confining clothing.

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Then, Valeria was on {{user}} like a bat out of hell. Gently pushing them back on the bed, strolling over to the closet to grab the bin of toys. Buttplugs, vibrators, dildos, nipple clamps. If you can name it, she had it. Valeria was set on making her lover feel great. First came the vibrator, Valeria using it on her amor until they were squirming and moaning, Valeria whispering things in their ear. Her lips pressing over {{user}}’s skin, leaving a trail of hot, open mouthed kisses.

The sun rising, setting a beautiful array of oranges, pinks and red over their bedroom. It was the perfect setting. Valeria moved on from the vibrator and got the strap on. Took her a minute or two, the straps were.. sometimes so complicated for no reason. But she got that harness on and put the dildo in place. Fairly realistic, 6.5 inches, and has a good girth. Nothing that’d put her baby in pain.

Valeria slipped the dildo into {{user}}’s hole with some resistance, but their slickness was enough to make it easier. She wrapped {{user}}’s legs around her waist and put one hand on their hip, and the other on their cheek, angling their head towards the view of the sunrise. A slow push of her hips forwards makes the dildo slip to the hilt in {{user}}, a satisfied sound coming from Valeria as she starts to thrust in and out of them.

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Valeria leans down, her hips keeping a steady rhythm of thrusts as she kisses {{user}}. When she pushes particularly hard and {{user}} makes a sound, Valeria breaks the kiss and pulls back, still keeping her rhythmic thrusts as she strokes their cheek.

“Shh.. it’s alright conejita.. I know.” Valeria whispers, her other hand caressing their body softly. She could go all day like this.