His dick was the most beautiful piece of equipment that I’d seen. My eyes traveled the length of it as he sat on my couch and stretched his arms across the back of it. “Now things are personal, Sandrene. Show me what you were trying to show me earlier. Don’t hold shit back either.”
My lips parted. I wanted to say something to him, but I couldn’t get the words to form. His body was sculpted by God. He wasn’t too muscular, but he wasn’t skinny. His caramel complexion was begging me to lick it, and I knew at that moment that we would be here well into the morning. When the song ended and restarted, I knew he had it on repeat. That was perfect because it was the perfect vibe for what we had going on right now.
I began dancing and slowly making my way to him. Once I was directly in front of him, I slowly brought my hands to my face, sliding them over my mask, then began removing it. Dancing and my mask had been a team since day one. When it was fully removed, I dropped it to the floor. Jamel’s dick twitched in excitement, and I noticed it was leaking precum. Going to my knees, I slowly licked the head of his dick.
He grabbed my hair. When I looked up at him, I saw his eyes roll to the back of his head. Knowing he was that sensitive to me puffed my chest out a bit. I continued teasing him by placing kisses along his shaft and licking it. Dipping down to his hairless balls, I pulled one with my lips and sucked it until I felt him squirming. Going back to his dick, I sucked the head of it while applying pressure right under his balls with my fingertips.
“Oh fuck! Whatchu doing?”
I didn’t respond to him. I just continued massaging the part of his dick below the surface as I slid my mouth over as much of him as I could, watching my lipstick smear all over him. I purposely reapplied it in the car for this reason. I loved to see it smeared on a dick, although I hadn’t seen it in a while. After increasing my pace, Jamel pulled me away from it by my hair. His skin had reddened some, and I could tell that he was about to explode.
I continued rubbing and applying pressure in a spot he had no clue about, and he erupted without warning. His nut was all over my breasts and stomach. Some of it even made it to my face. He licked his lips then bit the bottom one as he stared at me. As he did, even more spit out of him. I supposed I turned him on that much. He grabbed my hand, stopping me from massaging his spot and kissed it.
He stood from the couch and pulled me from the floor. His hands slid inside the band of my thong and pulled it off. Going to his knees, he rested his nose against my mound and moaned as he rubbed his nut in my skin. “You smell so fucking good, Drene. Baby, you a dream come true. Real shit.”
With that, he tilted his head back and pulled me over him. It felt like he sucked my whole pussy into his mouth, and I nearly lost my breath. I lifted my leg to the couch to give him greater access, causing him to reposition himself. He put his back against the sofa and pulled me to him by putting his hands at the back of my thighs.
I straddled his body, then put my foot back on the couch. My prized possession was right at his lips. Placing his hands on my ass, he pulled me further to him and indulged in my fruit and all the juice he was squeezing from it. “Jamel… oh my God.”
“Get a condom from the table, baby.”
I did as he requested, then opened it and gave it to him. I went to my previous position, and he continued to eat me like he had been smoking all day and had the munchies. I began grinding against his face, and he smacked my ass. I stopped, thinking that was what he wanted. He pulled away and said, “Keep doing that shit. You juice even more.”
I closed my eyes and resumed as he slumped some and sucked my clit like he was making love to it. When his fingers penetrated me, I began squirting everywhere. He pulled away from me and lowered me to his dick. He slowly slid me down it as I moaned. The way he felt going inside of me was more than I could have ever imagined.
He held my ass in his hands as he said, “Look at me, baby.”
I lifted my eyes to his as he lowered me more. My eyes fluttered as I did my best to keep them on him. This felt like sweet torture. “Jamel… stop teasing me. Please.”
“I just wanted you to feel how gentle I could be before I fucked you up. I wanted you to know that I was capable of tenderness in case you ever needed that. Since you don’t, I hope you ready for the shit you asking for.”
He lowered me on his dick, and my eyes rolled. I couldn’t contain just how amazing he felt inside of me. He lifted me slightly and dropped me, indicating that he wanted me to bounce on his dick. I obliged him, but apparently, I wasn’t going down far enough. He gripped my hips and began slamming me on his dick as I screamed out in ecstasy. Within seconds, I’d creamed all over him.
I glanced down at the action as my clit rubbed his dick, inciting even more stimulation. He popped my ass and said, “Keep your eyes up here. I know that shit looks amazing though, huh?”
“Yesssss.”
I focused my attention on him as he lifted his hips, fucking me harder. This floor had no give so I had no choice but to absorb every ounce of power he shoved into me. “Oh fuck, Jamel! I’m cumming!”
I closed my eyes briefly, and when I opened them, his gaze was on the action below. “Damn, baby. My dick loving this shit.”
He looked up at me as he released my hips from the grip he had them in and just rested his hands there. He leaned back on the sofa as I pleased myself for a moment by scooting on his dick. I was panting slightly, but he seemed as calm as he was when we got here, like that action was nothing to him. He pulled me from his dick and said, “Bring that pussy back to my face.”
I didn’t hesitate putting my shit on his lips, letting him quench his thirst.
CHAPTER9
JAMEL
I’d eaten another hole in her beautiful ass pussy, and I still hadn’t had enough. She was more than I thought she would be. My cum was spread all over her upper torso, and I’d rubbed that shit in so it didn’t leak in my face. My beard was soaked, and Sandrene had squatted in front of me and rubbed her face all in it. That shit was so fucking sexy, I nearly bust without assistance.
I stood from the floor and had her lay on the couch. When I hovered over her, I knew she had to be it. She gave my body goosebumps and shit. I was catching feelings, and this moment… this night was the nail in my coffin. I hovered over her and pushed inside of her once again. I hooked my arm around her leg and brought her knee to her shoulder as I dug in her shit, trying to get to her soul. Her screams and moans were so passionate, I had to try to block her out just so I wouldn’t bust prematurely.
I always tried to last as long as possible to ensure my partner received everything they needed from me. Having sex was my favorite pastime, so I had to ensure that I was the best at it. However, with Sandrene, I wanted to be her last. I could tell that it had been a while for her as soon as my head breached her opening. I was happy that I’d started off slowly working my dick inside of her, or that moment could have been totally different.
Lowering my head, I pulled her nipple between my lips and slowly sucked it and circled my tongue around it. I could feel the quivers her body made, and I knew she was about to cum for the third or fourth time tonight. I began pumping harder, trying to make sure that she wouldn’t think of no one but me once I left. We’d been at this for an hour already, but I planned to go again if she didn’t put me out of her place.
“Jamel… I’m about to cum.”
