Chapter 7 #2
Elise’s soft hands gently held my face, stopping me from pulling away from the kiss.
Our tongues danced, and she ground into my lap, making my dick hard.
Low moans escaped her lips, and I wasn’t going to be the bigger person and stop things before they got too hot a second time.
I stood from the hammock with a tight grip on Elise, carrying her into the house.
Gently laying Elise on the couch, I was about to dive on top of her, but she sat up and pulled at my basketball shorts while I kicked off my sneakers. “Okay, I want to give you oral this time,” she grinned at me, her chest heaving up and down.
“You sure, Elise?” I questioned, kicking my basketball shorts and boxers to the side.
“Yes, I want to see what it’s like, and you always make me feel so good when you do it to me. Plus, I already know not to use my teeth and to make my mouth really wet, so I don’t hurt you.”
“How the fuck you know that?” I grimaced.
“Nariyah’s bachelorette party,” Elise giggled, scooting to the edge of the couch.
“We were playing never have I ever, and her messy self said never have I ever not sucked D-I-C-K. Since I took a shot, all big eyes were on me, and they gave me a little class,” she detailed, holding my dick in her hands.
Before I could protest further, Elise sucked my dick into her mouth like she was a pro.
I won’t front, initially, I was nervous about Elise trying to suck my dick without so much as a pep talk.
But the feel of Elise’s warm mouth instantly quelled those fears.
Her mouth was coated in saliva, and she quickly found her rhythm.
I glanced down at Elise and groaned at the sight of my dick disappearing in her mouth.
She had one hand on the base of my dick and the other gently resting on her thighs.
I reached down and pulled her big ass titties out of her shirt to toy with her nipples.
That shit had her moaning on my dick and the humming vibrations felt like pure bliss.
Elise never tried to suck my dick, and I never pressured her to do anything she didn’t want to.
It had been so long since I felt a warm, wet mouth that I was immediately in heaven.
The more her head bobbed, the wetter her mouth got, and I relaxed into it, letting her do her thing.
Every second of abstinence was worth it to experience that moment.
“Fuck Elise, that shit feels so good, baby. I gotta keep you away from Nariyah and her people. They teaching you too much shit.”
Elise pulled my dick out of her mouth and smiled up at me from her seat on the couch.
“I’ll only ever use the tricks on you,” she purred to me before trailing her tongue up and down the length of my shaft before taking me back into her mouth.
That time, she gathered more spit in her mouth, and I was in heaven while she sucked me off.
My hands gently grabbed a handful of her braids to anchor myself, but I didn’t go crazy with Elise on her first time.
She moaned the more I tweaked her nipples and I was in heaven.
“Fuck, I’m about to nut,” I announced. “You want to catch it?”
“Yes,” she moaned, lust filling her eyes because she never broke the stare down we were engaged in.
The vibrations from the force of her consent sent me over the edge. I wouldn’t have been able to get my dick out of her mouth before my nut shot out if I wanted to. She immediately spit my nut on the floor, and I laughed.
“I’m sorry, bae. I asked you,” I laughed. “I was going to try my best.”
“No, it’s okay. I just didn’t expect it to be so much and so warm,” she licked the sliver that was left on her chin. “It doesn’t taste bad.”
“My God, Elise,” I groaned as my dick got hard again seeing her do that.
“I didn’t know if I would like it or not, but I didn’t mind it, and I’m so turned on,” Elise taunted me.
She cupped her left breast with one hand and tweaked her nipple, while the other hand pulled her soaked cotton boyshorts down, and she tossed them at me.
I pounced on top of Elise and pulled the loose fitted dress up above her waist.
“Man, this pussy soaking wet, stop playing, talking about you didn’t mind it,” I mocked her voice, trailing my hand up and down her slit.
“You liked sucking dick more than a little bit. Stop playing, bae. You loved that shit.” Her wetness sounded off, and she pulled me down to kiss her.
Her tongue led the kiss, and low moans escaped those juicy ass lips.
“So why are you still teasing me?” She whimpered as I trailed her wetness up from her slit and swirled it around her clit. “Put it in Rashawn.”
“Oh, you begging for the dick today? I love the sound of that?”
“Pleeeeease, I’m not above begging,” she whined, reaching down for my dick.
I swatted Elise’s hands away and swiftly guided my dick inside.
Her pussy was so tight, and I had to take my time giving her every inch.
Elise’s nails gripped my back as she sucked me in.
I leaned down to kiss her lips and delivered those love making strokes I knew her virgin like pussy still needed.
Slow and steady, in and out, allowing her body to relax beneath me.
After a few strokes, Elise gave me that other side of her that I liked to call Shay.
“Fuck Rashawn. You feel so good,” she rasped, bucking beneath me.
“You feel better, bae. This pussy so fucking good. I waited eight years for another taste of this good shit. I’m not ever letting anybody else experience this. We in this shit for life, right?”
“Right. I want the same, Rashawn. I don’t want anybody else to have you. I love you, and I can’t let you go again,” she purred, pulling me deeper.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“You promise?” Elise cried out.
“I promise. No matter what,” I expressed, leaning down to suck on her neck.
That was Elise’s spot, and I loved how gushy her pussy got when I showed it some love.
When Elise started cursing and showing me her wild side, it made me fall harder for her.
I knew I was the only person who got to experience Elise in her most vulnerable form.
Pussy choking my dick with her titties bouncing beneath me while she allowed her mouth to expel her raw, unfiltered thoughts.
I broke the kiss and lifted up slightly, gripping her left leg now that her pussy wasn’t fighting me.
I drilled her pussy in that position, her back slightly lifted off the couch.
Elise’s pussy was so good that I had to pull out for a second and lick my tongue up her slit.
I trailed up to her clit, sucking on it for a few seconds before going back to her pussy lips.
“Fuck, Rashawn! I love youuuuuu!” She shrieked.
I slurped her juices up then spat them back on her clit before gripping her waist and lifting her up slightly.
With Elise in position, I rammed my dick back inside of Elise and drilled her relentlessly.
Her braids bounced out of her ponytail and covered her face.
I fucked her harder, loving the sight before me.
“Rashawn. I’m about to cum. Oh my God, baby. Please make me cum!”
I fucked Elise just like that, her titties jiggled, and whimpers bounced off the walls until I felt her pussy convulsing on my dick. With my hands squeezing Elise’s fleshy waist, I slammed into her one final time, shooting my nut all in her pussy.
“Wheeeeew! Shit!” Elise exhaled, relaxing on the couch with a Cheshire grin on her face. “I love you so much, Rashawn.”
“I love you too,” I leaned over Elise, my dick still buried inside her quaking pussy.
If she moved wrong, he was going to come back to life, and I was going to do her ass worse the second round.
I swear, Elise was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Everything about her was perfect. From the smooth blemish free sandy brown skin, perfect teeth, and the way she didn’t give a damn to do her edges, she just let them lay wild.
Minimal effort, and still fine shit. There wasn’t a bitch alive fucking with my baby.
That freshly fucked face, combined with the way her skin glowed from the beads of sweat that formed around her forehead, made Elise look majestic.
I was gone off this girl before I ever got the pussy, and every time she let me have it, the shit got worse.
“Rashawn, we have to talk…”
A loud gasp sounded near the door, breaking our stare, and silencing Elise’s words.
“Elise Marshay Hunter!” The deep baritone of her father’s voice was déjà vu all over again. Shit sent me right back to that day eighteen years ago.
I was so enthralled with Elise as her body quivered beneath me and my nut shot all up in her.
Riding that high made me oblivious to my surroundings.
We froze in place for a moment, and I glanced over to see Noreen and Peter, Elise’s parents, standing in the doorway.
Noreen’s hand covered her mouth in shock while she stared off to the side.
Peter lifted his cane to his mouth while he sucked in quick, angry breaths, facing the side as well.
I pulled out of Elise and lifted off the couch to find my basketball shorts while she fought to pull her dress down to cover herself.
“Aye, shut that door man! Let her get decent!” I barked as Elise pulled her titties back into her dress.
Peter slammed the door shut with so much force that the picture frames on the wall rattled. We sat up on the couch, and Elise hopped to her feet, brushing her braids out of her face. I stood to my feet, towering over everyone in the room as I gripped Elise’s hand.
“Rashawn, please let me handle this,” Elise flashed me a nervous smile, and I nodded in confirmation. I licked my thumb and gently cleaned the residue from my nut dripping down her chin. “Mom and Dad, what are you doing here?” Elise rasped, still trying to catch her breath.