For months, the tension between Reginald and Ebony built like a sweltering, smoldering fire. It was a slow burning fire, not with raging flames that extinguishes itself quickly but the kind of fire that glows and lingers and produces the greatest heat. The tension between the two lovers was tangible; the electricity could be felt in the air. Her heart would race when he was near, his blood would course rapidly through his veins at the mention of her name. They functioned like a well-oiled machine together; intellectually, spiritually emotionally and physically.
He wanted to make their first time together memorable and me made preparations down to the last detail. He studied her every move, listened intently to her dreams to learn her secrets and her desires. He was going to use her body like a road map to pleasure so he studied her every curve and contour so he could be prepared for his journey.
On the night in question, their night, he invited her over for dinner and to watch a movie. He greeted her at the door wearing nothing but linen drawstring pants, his bare feet and chest a sexy yet comfortable welcome. The embraced, she standing on her tip toes, he wrapping his arms around her completely, sliding his hands up and down her spine.
He had cleaned his place from top to bottom for her. In so many ways that was more arousing to her than flowers or candy. It meant he was preparing to receive her. It was to be a night of the sumptuous and the decadent. Rather than sit at the table, he prepared a picnic on the living room floor. Fresh fruits and warmed finger foods were displayed on platters of various styles and patterns before her. He had raided his aunt’s cabinets the day before to make sure he had enough china to use. Grandma's intricately floraled bone chine mixed sat amidst square, contemporary Asian styled plates and were highlighted by the collection of K-mart's most exclusive blue light special pattern every bachelor owned. She didn't care at all that there were as many mismatched plates as there were food styles on them, all that mattered was that he had put such effort into making her feel special.
They sat together, not speaking, feeding each other, drinking wine from each other as they kissed. The television screen illuminated them as Love Jones played muted in the background. Feeling light-headed, from the wine and from the company, she lay back on the floor and stretched out, closing her eyes to recuperate. Behind her closed eyelids, she felt his fingers gently outline her lips and eyebrows.
They kissed and it cemented in both their minds that there was no turning back. Ebony pulled Reggie to her; he pressed the weight of his body into hers. She was grabbing for his dick and he was ripping the blouse from her body as buttons flew everywhere. They were two passionate, lust-filled animals in heat writhing on the floor as they surrendered to the months of intellectual and emotional foreplay they had shared. Ebony moaned as she reached inside Reginald’s pants and felt the evidence of his passion for her. Its length, weight and thickness frightened her; it had been so long since she had been penetrated. She had been saving herself for her Divine right partner and he was only inches away from the entrance to her soul.
Their kisses fed their hunger for one another. They feasted on each other, drank of each other’s essence. Ebony spread her legs and awaited her moment of reckoning. He lowered his mouth to her sweet center. Her slippery and sweet juices were flowing freely. Her lips were parted slightly, exposing her silken and pink center. His tongue softly flicked at her clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. Ebony’s body jerked and shook every time his lips sucked her sensitive button. The more he licked the wetter she became. Her moans and utterances of profane and graphic directions were music to his ears. “Baby, I love the way you lick my pussy . . . oh shit . . . fuck . . . yesssss. . . finger me. Oh, it feels so good.” Reggie cupped her ass in his hands and pulled her pussy to his mouth and drove his tongue deep inside her. “Baby, I need you inside me now. NOW,” she was desperate and frantic with her plea. Ebony was lost in so much pleasure her tears began to flow as freely as the cum that coated Reggie’s face.
But Ebony was not a woman to be denied her own brand of pleasure. She was intent on returning the favor. She moved quickly to take advantage of the situation and climbed on top of him. Ebony held his stiff dick in her soft hands. She began to softly, gently lick the head, licking it like a soft serve cone and expertly using the tip of her tongue in his slit. She began swirling her tongue around the head, getting it wet and slippery with her spit; stroking him to full hardness with her hand. She looked at him with a sexy look in her eyes took his entire length in her mouth in one stroke. She took a deep breath and went further down, deep-throating him with a technique that would make porn stars jealous. Totally consumed, Reginald was breathless as he knew what was about to come. Ebony began her technique of licking, sucking, and stroking his dick in a way that made him want to lose his mind. Her tongue actually felt like it was circling his shaft when the head was deep in her throat. The pleasure was indescribable. Her lips, her tongue, her mouth and hands all worked together to suck with the right pressure, to lick the right spots, to give him sloppy, wet, sensuous pleasure.
Reggie, wanting to make sure that the first time he came, it would be deep inside his lady love, grabbed his dick and held back the tears in his own eyes as he prepared to take his final journey home. They moaned out in ecstasy as he penetrated her very soul. Reggie was content that he had found his reason for living. Every trial, every pain and hurt that he had ever suffered, was washed away by the sweet juices that coated his raging hard-on. He was so deep inside her, so completely enveloped in the core of her being, he got lost in her identity and they became one.
His orgasm hit him hard. More than just the physical sensation of pleasure overtook him; it was the realization that they could not be separated ever again. He had left his mark inside her; his seed would surely grow. He collapsed on top of her and she cradled him and comforted him in her sweet and loving embrace.
“I love you, baby,” she whispered, as they drifted off into a peaceful slumber
He wanted to make their first time together memorable and me made preparations down to the last detail. He studied her every move, listened intently to her dreams to learn her secrets and her desires. He was going to use her body like a road map to pleasure so he studied her every curve and contour so he could be prepared for his journey.
On the night in question, their night, he invited her over for dinner and to watch a movie. He greeted her at the door wearing nothing but linen drawstring pants, his bare feet and chest a sexy yet comfortable welcome. The embraced, she standing on her tip toes, he wrapping his arms around her completely, sliding his hands up and down her spine.
He had cleaned his place from top to bottom for her. In so many ways that was more arousing to her than flowers or candy. It meant he was preparing to receive her. It was to be a night of the sumptuous and the decadent. Rather than sit at the table, he prepared a picnic on the living room floor. Fresh fruits and warmed finger foods were displayed on platters of various styles and patterns before her. He had raided his aunt’s cabinets the day before to make sure he had enough china to use. Grandma's intricately floraled bone chine mixed sat amidst square, contemporary Asian styled plates and were highlighted by the collection of K-mart's most exclusive blue light special pattern every bachelor owned. She didn't care at all that there were as many mismatched plates as there were food styles on them, all that mattered was that he had put such effort into making her feel special.
They sat together, not speaking, feeding each other, drinking wine from each other as they kissed. The television screen illuminated them as Love Jones played muted in the background. Feeling light-headed, from the wine and from the company, she lay back on the floor and stretched out, closing her eyes to recuperate. Behind her closed eyelids, she felt his fingers gently outline her lips and eyebrows.
They kissed and it cemented in both their minds that there was no turning back. Ebony pulled Reggie to her; he pressed the weight of his body into hers. She was grabbing for his dick and he was ripping the blouse from her body as buttons flew everywhere. They were two passionate, lust-filled animals in heat writhing on the floor as they surrendered to the months of intellectual and emotional foreplay they had shared. Ebony moaned as she reached inside Reginald’s pants and felt the evidence of his passion for her. Its length, weight and thickness frightened her; it had been so long since she had been penetrated. She had been saving herself for her Divine right partner and he was only inches away from the entrance to her soul.
Their kisses fed their hunger for one another. They feasted on each other, drank of each other’s essence. Ebony spread her legs and awaited her moment of reckoning. He lowered his mouth to her sweet center. Her slippery and sweet juices were flowing freely. Her lips were parted slightly, exposing her silken and pink center. His tongue softly flicked at her clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. Ebony’s body jerked and shook every time his lips sucked her sensitive button. The more he licked the wetter she became. Her moans and utterances of profane and graphic directions were music to his ears. “Baby, I love the way you lick my pussy . . . oh shit . . . fuck . . . yesssss. . . finger me. Oh, it feels so good.” Reggie cupped her ass in his hands and pulled her pussy to his mouth and drove his tongue deep inside her. “Baby, I need you inside me now. NOW,” she was desperate and frantic with her plea. Ebony was lost in so much pleasure her tears began to flow as freely as the cum that coated Reggie’s face.
But Ebony was not a woman to be denied her own brand of pleasure. She was intent on returning the favor. She moved quickly to take advantage of the situation and climbed on top of him. Ebony held his stiff dick in her soft hands. She began to softly, gently lick the head, licking it like a soft serve cone and expertly using the tip of her tongue in his slit. She began swirling her tongue around the head, getting it wet and slippery with her spit; stroking him to full hardness with her hand. She looked at him with a sexy look in her eyes took his entire length in her mouth in one stroke. She took a deep breath and went further down, deep-throating him with a technique that would make porn stars jealous. Totally consumed, Reginald was breathless as he knew what was about to come. Ebony began her technique of licking, sucking, and stroking his dick in a way that made him want to lose his mind. Her tongue actually felt like it was circling his shaft when the head was deep in her throat. The pleasure was indescribable. Her lips, her tongue, her mouth and hands all worked together to suck with the right pressure, to lick the right spots, to give him sloppy, wet, sensuous pleasure.
Reggie, wanting to make sure that the first time he came, it would be deep inside his lady love, grabbed his dick and held back the tears in his own eyes as he prepared to take his final journey home. They moaned out in ecstasy as he penetrated her very soul. Reggie was content that he had found his reason for living. Every trial, every pain and hurt that he had ever suffered, was washed away by the sweet juices that coated his raging hard-on. He was so deep inside her, so completely enveloped in the core of her being, he got lost in her identity and they became one.
His orgasm hit him hard. More than just the physical sensation of pleasure overtook him; it was the realization that they could not be separated ever again. He had left his mark inside her; his seed would surely grow. He collapsed on top of her and she cradled him and comforted him in her sweet and loving embrace.
“I love you, baby,” she whispered, as they drifted off into a peaceful slumber
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