October 14, 2021 #2
He smirked at me and then pulled me by my hand. I stopped in my tracks just as he grabbed my chin and lowered himself so that we were face to face.
“Tell me that later.” He said with his mouth just inches away from mine.
I smirked while I was contemplating if I wanted to invite Big A into my house.
With everything that has been occupying me, I haven’t had time to do anything.
But the man standing in front of me was a welcome distraction.
If his head was that good, the dick was worth a try.
I had already broken two of my rules; I might as well take it all the way.
I pushed his hand away from my face but didn’t let it go as I led him to my front door and through my house to my bedroom.
Normally, I never invited men into my space, but he had already been all up and through my home.
Especially when I needed something carried inside, or when he conducted his routine walk-through.
We went inside, and I placed my belongings on the counter before we went upstairs to my bedroom.
He stood in the center of my room and undressed me with his eyes before I even took off the first piece of clothing.
But I let him watch me as I unbuttoned each button of my shirt and shimmied out of the pencil skirt that clung to my hips.
He adjusted himself in his pants before I went over to him and started to undress him as well.
I pulled at the bottom of his shirt and brought it over his head before I undid the belt that held his holster and gun and placed it on my nightstand. Last, I unbuttoned his cargo pants.
They pooled at his feet, and he stepped out of them. The head of his dick played peekaboo with me from underneath his boxers. It was big, and the way it started to harden and make the leg of those boxers tighter by the second had my mouth watering.
“Let’s go bathe,” I said, finally breaking the silence that was so thick in the room, and went toward my bathroom.
He slapped my ass and then reached into his pocket and got a box of condoms before he stepped out of his boxers. I walked ahead of him to turn on the water, but once I turned and saw his massive body towering behind me, and the way his dick swung, my hoe spirit rejoiced.
I didn't even bother with turning on the bathtub because, as tall as he was, I knew that he wasn’t going to fit inside it. I turned on the shower instead and then lowered the seat I had installed.
I only had a millisecond to get underneath the water and squeeze the soap on my body before he was all over me. He had me pinned between him and the tile in the shower as he leaned down and kissed me.
He sat on the bench and then turned me away from him and made me bend over.
His tongue slid from my ass to my pussy.
I jerked forward a couple of times when he placed sloppy kisses on my asshole.
I scratched his legs, and I struggled to stay up.
My head was damn near underneath the steady stream of water, but I didn’t give a damn, and neither did he.
When I came, my body shook as he tried to hold me up and continue eating. I could hear him moaning as he did it. When I turned around, he had cum, and it heightened everything that I was feeling because he was definitely an eater if he could cum from just pleasing me.
I grabbed a clean towel and wiped up the mess he made on his lap. Stroking his dick back to life, I took the condom that he had brought into the shower and opened the pack and slid it down on his shaft.
Then I sat down on it, his dick filled me as my walls hugged him tightly. We both groaned as I sat down completely on his dick.
He gripped my hips instantly.
“You know what you doing?” He asked me.
I clenched my walls around him, and it made him throw his head back.
“I think I got it,” I confirmed.
I rode him slowly, adjusting to his size at first, then I bounced on his dick. I had both my feet on either side of him, and I was holding the back of his neck. His dick was hitting all the right places.
I thought he was just going to let me ride him, but he surprised me with the first thrust that made me choke back my moan. He had his hand underneath one of my thighs, holding me in place while he fucked me from underneath me.
“Gah damn!” I groaned, my mouth open.
“This shit is so good.” He panted as he fucked me hard.
I could feel the knotting of my stomach. I could feel every time he slid out and back into me again, that I was on the verge of cumming.
Then he put his other arm underneath my other thigh and grabbed me by both my wrists. He lifted me and brought me back down on his dick. My body trembled every time he slammed me.
“Damn!”
“Take that dick, baby.” He gritted.
“I can’t,” I whined. The pressure was crazy. That position made his dick feel twice the size.
“You running?” He asked.
“Mmhmm,” I admitted. I wasn’t against bowing out gracefully.
He let my shaking legs down and held me as he massaged my ass for a minute. I could feel his dick twitching inside of me before he stood and put me back on the shower floor.
“Turn around.”
I didn’t say anything, just turned around and held on to the seat while he reentered me.
He fucked me slowly.
“You gone cum for me?” His hands roamed my body. From my ass to lightly scratching my back and stomach, rolling my nipples, and running his fingers through my hair. It was like the most erotic massage ever.
“Yes!” My voice croaked.
“You ready, baby?” He asked.
“Yes!”
He sped up, grabbed one of my arms, and pulled it behind my back.
“Give it to me.”
He stroked me long and deep.
“Shit! I’m cumming…” I whined.
“I know, I can feel it. You done?” He groaned in the sexiest voice. And if I were done, I wouldn’t be. Instead, I just moaned as my entire body quaked.
He came right behind me.
“Fuck!” He said as he held on to my waist a little tighter and came into the condom.
Then he pulled out and sat me across his lap and wrapped his arms around my body. It was him and these damn muscles, and it was something about being embraced by them that made me comfortable.
Silence stretched between us before we started to breathe normally.
“I want to spend more time with you.” He said as he peppered kisses on my chin.
“And what exactly does that mean?” I questioned.
“I want to get to know you outside of business.”
I exhaled. I hated these deep conversations after sex, because how was I supposed to explain that I just was here for a good time, not a long time, without looking like the hoe I am?
“I hear you. But I’m not looking to be in a relationship. My main focus is my career right now; I don’t have much to give outside of that.” I said honestly.
He nodded. “I understand that. I’m with whatever you with,” he said as he kissed my shoulder.
I slipped out of his hold and began to take my shower. He came behind me, took the sponge from me, and bathed my entire body from head to toe.
When we got out of the shower, he dried me off. I went to the closet to grab a robe and see him out. But he stopped me.
“You not gone need that.” He assured me.
Instead, he put me in the center of the bed and kissed over my body.
He kissed down my stomach and over my thighs.
Then he balled me up, pressing his hand on the back of my thigh as he slid another condom down his length and entered me again.
He sucked my toes as they rested against his chest, massaged my clit, and slid his dick in and out of me.
“Shit, A!” I moaned.
He stopped rubbing my clit and used the other hand to hold my other thigh back and fucked me until I was wetting the comforter underneath us.
“Damn,” He chuckled as he released into the condom.
When he discarded the second condom, I thought that he would call it quits.
But I was wrong. When he came back into the room, he picked the box of condoms up and retrieved another one.
At his command, I lazily picked myself up from my position on the mattress and went over to the edge of the bed and bent over in front of him.
He slid back into me again and fucked me from the side of the bed. After we both came for the last time, he got back into bed with me and pulled me against him.
I dozed off and woke up this morning still pressed against his body, and his face nuzzled in my neck.
It was a little after 6 a.m. I can’t believe that I had slept through an entire night with this man lying against his body like he was supposed to be in my bed.
But I just didn’t feel compelled to kick him out afterward.
Maybe it was his familiarity and knowing that I would have to see him again anyway.
Or maybe it was those muscles that felt like pillows.
Either way, our time together had neared its end.
He kissed my neck almost like he could feel the moment I woke up, and I turned to him. His eyes were still closed when he said, “Good morning.”
“Good morning,” I said as I cleared my throat and tried to find the best way to go ahead and wrap this up.
But I didn’t have to. He pulled me back to him and kissed my neck, and then he slipped out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. When he came out, he walked over to his clothing that was on the ottoman and started to put them on.
When he was completely dressed, he came over to the end of my bed and then leaned over to kiss me.
“I’ll see you later, okay?” He said as he fastened his belt buckle.
“Okay.” I rasped.
He nodded and then disappeared from the room.
I walked downstairs just seconds after I heard my front door closing.
I already knew that I was going to be late going into the office today.
So, I didn’t even rush. I took my time around the kitchen making a smoothie and scrambling some eggs.
Now I’m sitting at the desk, writing and getting prepared for the day ahead of me.
Sometimes breaking the rules ain’t that bad.
The Heaux