Some Sugar & All Things Spice
10'o'clock rolled around fast. It's been a while since we've seen each other and I'm feeling all of the wetness in between my legs. When I say a while, I mean only about two weeks. A day without you makes me lose my mind a little bit, but I've learned to be patient and wait on daddy, because when it's all said and done, the wait is always worth it. Practically worth more than Gold itself in it's purest form. The sexual tension all day was so high, just the whisper of your sexy ass voice could cut through it. We shared a moment a few hours before and it was a little heated. Even the sun outside, that was beaming at about 105 that day trying to show out, was a little jealous. Even though we knew we had to wait until later, we never mind pushing lines, just a little. A passionate kiss, the grab of my neck, the death grip I had around your body wanting to make sure you didn't pull away before I wanted you to, damn... that shit was euphoric in itself.
"You better stop, before you get fucked right now," you tell me. I bite my lip and look you up and down because I know you like when I do that shit. It makes me feel a slight sense of power, even though in the bedroom, you defeat me every time just the way I like.
So, once night time fell, showers were taken, and tipsy was knocking at my door, we both knew what time it was.
Before you even threw me on the bed, I was leaking. I mean, dripping baby. Everything about you turns every single part of my body on. I become alive in a way that seems like the first time, every single time.
The look of seduction stares back at me from those beautiful brown eyes and thick eyelashes.
My body is thrown on the bed and you kiss every inch of it with those soft, juicy ass lips. Knowing good and well that shit gone send me straight to the muhfuckin' sky man. Fuck, why do you do this to me?
We both are fans of foreplay, but in this moment, there was no amount of foreplay that was going to make me any wetter, or you any harder.
Next thing you know, whew, there go the cookie monster. Gah'damn. My wet-box is crying and practically begging for him.
That chocolate skin, that gold chain, and those pearly white teeth do it to me every time.
Time to saddle up because you've been gone a lil minute. It's always good when I show you what you been missing while you gone, just so you don't forget. But, babbbbbyyyyyy, I did not know what I was in for.
My thick thighs grip your body as I slowly move up and down in rhythmic motions. Our eyes lock on each other and telepathic messages are being sent back and forth to let us both know we are connecting on the the deepest level. The look of pure satisfaction is on your face as you bite your lip and smile remembering just how juicy you make me.
It feels so good I can't help but to ride you faster.... harder... because I am on a mission.
"Damn baby," you say to me softly. "You know you got the best shit I've ever had right? FUCK. This shit is so good."
"Damn girl, you really gone be my wife."
You saying all this shit is bringing me to my point. But, you never fail to surprise me. Just as I am taking control, you grip my waist accompanied by all of my fluffiness. "Slow down baby," you say. Just as I do, you grab my neck, and you begin to push up harder, following the same pace as me. "Cum for daddy baby. And when you do, you gone cum again two more times after that." The grip on my neck becomes tighter, but not too tight. Just in the way I like that makes me feel like you have all of the control over me in this moment, because that's the shit that turns me on the most.
Man, that's all you have to say every. single. time. The submissiveness in my nature always falls in line anytime you give me an order. The way you talk, the way you look, everything in this moment is making me so weak. Not to mention, you hitting bout 5 or 6 G-Spots within me all at the same time. I'm sure that ain't even a thing, but the way you explore the inside of me like it was your first time getting to know my cupcake, it felt like I had no control over my body anymore. It didn't matter if I wanted to cum right now or wait it out, it was happening.
I had no idea though, that I was going to climax 6 times within 2 minutes. What the entire fuck? I scream out in the loudest cry of ecstasy with the look of fulfillment, but also confusion. Cause, how did I just let this nigga make me tap out like this. The smile on your face let me know you were enjoying watching me be defeated in the best way possible.
After the 6th time, my legs are jello. I nearly catch a seizure from the amount of stimulation my body has just received in this short amount of time. Even though I'm weak and can barely move, you gently grab my legs so that I don't fall over and you allow yourself to reach your destination just shortly after me. I always know when you're about to cum because your body gets tense and you wrap onto me so tight, not wanting me to let go.
Fuck... there it is. Complete and utter satisfaction for us both. I fall over to the side as your body becomes weak as well so the grip you had on me releases. Forcing my weak, limp, but content being to have no choice but to land wherever I fell.
"Come lay on daddy baby."
As I lay on your beautiful melenated chest, I feel an instant sensation of comfort and safety.
"How was that.." you ask. I just smile...
me - amazing.
you - amazingly amazing.
me - fucking great.
you - euphoric.
Shortly after the exchange of descriptions, we drift off into dream land.
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