Chapter 22 #2
My ass was naked as hell, out here in the middle of all this open land like I had lost my mind, but I couldn’t even bring myself to care.
Not when I was sittin’ on top of this sexy ass, black ass man, feelin’ his hands all over me, touchin’ me like he couldn’t get enough.
If this was crazy, then shit… I was cool with bein’ crazy.
My thighs was spread over him, soft and thick with my stomach sittin’ heavy and natural over his. My titties fell full against his chest every time I leaned forward, with all of me on him with no space in between.
I knew what I looked like sittin’ up here with all this body on top of him. My ass was full in his hands and every time he gripped it and my wide hips, he let out another moan.
Knowin’ what I was doin’ to him only made me sit on him heavier.
I leaned down and kissed him again as my body pressed into his while his hands moved over me. When his palms came up under my titties, tryna hold both of them up at the same time, I smiled into his mouth ’cause I could feel how that shit turned him on.
“Yeah…” I murmured against his lips, sittin’ up just enough to let how big and full they really was.
His eyes dragged over my body, takin’ his time, and instead of rushin’ me, his hands came up slow, spreadin’ over my chest while he took a minute with me. His thumbs brushed over my nipples, rubbin’ over them soft at first, then firmer once he felt ’em start to harden under his touch.
I let out a low breath, as I slid my nails into his hair and watched him.
“Yeah…” I murmured, barely above a whisper.
He leaned up off the ground with one arm comin’ around my back to hold me steady while he brought his mouth to my titty. His lips dragged slow over it before he wrapped them around my nipple. His tongue moved around it in circles, slow.
My head tipped back, my hand pressin’ deeper into his hair while my body softened into him, lettin’ him have this moment.
“Mmm,” I let out, my voice low as I rolled my hips against him.
He stayed there for a second, takin’ his time with me, suckin’ and lickin’ my nipples until I felt it all the way down in my stomach, then he pulled back just enough to look up at me again, his hand still holdin’ my body in place.
“You are… beautiful as fuck, Sha’Nelle,” he said low.
I smirked, tiltin’ my head. “Rolls and all?”
His hand slid over my stomach, down my waist, then back up, touchin’ every inch on purpose.
“Rolls and all, bae,” he said, softer this time.
When he leaned back, I leaned forward and kissed him again, deeper now, my tongue slidin’ against his while my hands moved over his chest, feelin’ him under me. One of his hands dropped to my ass, grippin’ it tight, and holdin’ it open while the other guided his dick toward my pussy.
And listen… I wasn’t even finna play with this nigga.
It had been a minute since I had any type of dick, and I wasn’t about to waste time actin’ shy or holdin’ back. I needed to feel him, and the only thing on my mind was hopin’ he could handle me the way I was ready to handle him.
He brushed the tip of his dick against my clit, slow, and the second he felt how wet I was, his head tilted back.
“Damn…” he breathed.
“Yeah… you feel this pussy, baby?” I asked low, rollin’ my hips on him. “This what you about to slide into.”
He smacked my ass, bit his bottom lip and whispered, “I can’t wait baby.”
My pussy was throbbin’ so bad it made my hips move on their own, and I ain’t even hesitate about a damn thing.
I sank down on his dick in one motion, takin’ all of him, my mouth fallin’ open as that first stretch hit me.
“Fuck…” I whispered, my head droppin’ forward for a second.
“Woah…” he muttered, his hands comin’ up quick to my hips, tryna slow me down like he needed a second to process how good this pussy felt.
I looked down at him with my brows pulled together. “What’s wrong?”
He shook his head, jaw tight, eyes locked on me. “Ain’t nothin’ wrong… you just feel too damn good.”
I rolled my hips slow, sittin’ deeper on him on purpose, watchin’ his face.
“Yeah?” I murmured. “You like how this pussy feel on you, baby?”
That made his grip tighten. “Ain’t no better feelin’ than this right here, baby.”
I could see it on him, the way his chest was risin’, like he was tryna hold it together, and I wasn’t even surprised ’cause I already knew what I was workin’ with.
Some bitches be thinkin’ that shit cute, makin’ a nigga cum too quick but a bitch like me… I needed stamina. I needed a nigga that could stay with me, not tap out when it got real. So I slowed it down just enough to let Couture breathe, then rolled my hips on his dick, feelin’ him deeper.
When I started movin’ again, I took my time, ridin’ him slow and deep. Every movement had me sinkin’ lower, grindin’ on him and feelin’ every inch of his dick while I tried to keep my own composure, ’cause he felt good as hell.
His hands came back to life, grippin’ and smackin’ my ass, helpin’ me move and meetin’ my rhythm.
I looked down at him with my brows pulled together, my hips still movin’ slow on him. “You want it to be yours?”
His hands tightened on me instantly.
Before I could even say anything else, he gripped my hips harder and pushed up into me, drivin’ his dick deeper inside of me while he rolled his hips up slow, grindin’ into me.
“Fuck—” I let out, my body shiftin’ with it.
He did it again, draggin’ up into me real slow, wet and nasty, pressin’ his pelvis into me. That soft, wet sound started buildin’ between us, my pussy squishin’ around him every time he pushed up.
“Shit…” I breathed, my mouth partin’ while my hips started movin’ with his.
His hand slid up my body, comin’ around my neck, holdin’ me while he kept that same pace.
“This pussy already mine,” he replied low.
I lifted up off him and switched my position, plantin’ my feet on either side of his hips while my hands pressed into his chest. From there, I started liftin’ up and droppin’ down on him slow, squeezin’ his dick with my pussy every time I took him back in.
My titties bounced and jiggled with every move, while I kept liftin’ up and droppin’ down on him, takin’ him in deep every time I sat back on his dick.
“Sha’Nelle…” he moaned, his voice heavier now as his hands slid up my thighs, squeezin’ into my skin.
“I know baby… I know,” I breathed hard as I dropped down harder this time, then grindin’ slow.
The sounds comin’ from us was wild. My pussy was so wet it made every stroke louder, thicker and nastier. I could see the lust all over his face the way he was lookin’ down, watchin’ his dick slide in and out of me while my cum coated it.
His hands came back to my ass, squeezin’ it tight before he paused, his body tensin’ up like he was right there.
“Don’t cum yet,” I moaned, still movin’ on him. “Stay with me, baby. Let me bus’ all over this dick one good time.”
“Man…” he exhaled. “You tryna take me out.”
I felt my orgasm buildin’ in me fast, but I wasn’t stoppin’.
“Couture… I’m about to cum,” I warned him, my voice shaky now.
“Then let it go,” he moaned, his hands firm on me again, pullin’ me down on him and fuckin’ me harder.
I pressed down on him harder too, draggin’ him through my pussy deep, then faster when that feelin’ started rushin’ up on me.
The second that nut hit, my whole body reacted.
“Fuck!” I cried, my voice breakin’ as it took over me, my pussy clenched down tight, pulsin’ and squeezin’ around his dick.
“Oh my fuckin’ God, woman,” he muttered.
I kept ridin’ it, even when my pussy got too sensitive, milkin’ him through it.
I sat heavier on him once it passed, breathin’ hard, but before I could even settle, he lifted me up quick, his hand grippin’ his dick as he came, his release spreadin’ warm across my ass.
“Ahh, fuck…” he groaned.
When he was done cumin’ all over me, and the blanket, we both laid here for a second, breathin’ heavy… but I wasn’t done takin’ dick.
I shifted again, slidin’ my pussy back across his dick, feelin’ it come back to life, and I smiled.
He let out a low groan, his hand comin’ back to my hips, and then he rolled me over on all fours.
He got behind me, grabbed my waist and yanked me back, and I bit my lip as he slapped his dick on my ass before slidin’ right back inside me.
“All this beautiful ass,” he said low as he rubbed it slow.
I arched my back and threw my ass back on him, feelin’ it drag through his abs. I spread my thighs wider and pushed back further until I felt the tip of his dick slide in me.
“Bae… fuck…” he groaned, pushin’ and thrustin’ into me harder now.
I rolled my hips and dragged my knees back and forth. My back arched deeper until my chest pressed down into the blanket. I rocked back on him slow, grindin’ my pussy into his strokes. Every time he pushed forward, I slammed back into him, takin’ his dick deeper.
“Fuck… you about to make me cum again,” he moaned.
“Couture please,” I whispered, throwin’ my ass back harder. “Hold that shit… I want you to fuck me all night.”
“A’ight…” he let out low, breath behind me, his hands grippin’ my hips tighter as he pushed all his dicker deeper into me. “Whatever you want… I’m givin’ it to you.”
I rolled my hips back on him, grindin’ into his stroke. “Yeah?” I asked, a smile in my voice even while I was moanin’. “Don’t say that if you don’t mean it…”
He let out a short breath that almost turned into a laugh, his grip tightenin’ while he pushed into me again. “I’m right here, ain’t I?” he muttered. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
“Mm… you to keep hittin’ me like this,” I said, rockin’ back on him, my voice softer now. “Right there… fuckin’ me good just like this.”
“A’ight,” he breathed, stayin’ locked in that same spot, draggin’ his stroke out slower, then pushin’ in harder, makin’ me moan loud. “Like this?”
“Fuck… yes …” I let out, my head droppin’ while my body pushed back on him.
“Then this what I’m gon’ give you,” he said low, his hands firm on my hips.
I moaned, my body movin’ with his while I stayed pressed back on him, takin’ every stroke just how I wanted it.
He leaned forward then, his chest comin’ over my back while his lips found the lower part of it, kissin’ slow right above my ass before trailin’ up my spine.
“Mmm…” I let out, my fingers tightenin’ in the blanket.
His mouth moved up to my shoulder, kissin’ and pressin’ into my skin while his hips never stopped movin’, still givin’ it to me good as fuck.
“I’m gon’ give you this…” he murmured against my skin, as he pulled his dick out of me slow then pushed it back in. “And I’m gon’ give you a whole lot of other shit too…”
“Yeah?” I whispered, pushin’ back on him harder.
“Anything you want, baby,” he added, pressin’ another kiss into my shoulder before liftin’ his head just enough to speak. “Anything your heart ask for… I got you.”
That shit sounded so good, my pussy responded by makin’ more wild ass noises.
Right here, under the sky, with the fire burnin’ behind me and Couture, and nothin’ but open land around us… I let myself go.
Whatever this was with us…
It felt right.