ALYSE
The nerves that coursed through me made my legs shake a little.
My telling him I was ready to have sex was something I had been sitting on for a while.
Could I have waited? Yes, did I want to?
No. Jalen was risky, and I wanted to immerse myself in him fully.
He and I had something special, something that I knew I wouldn’t find anywhere else.
He made me feel safe, he listened, and cared about the things I was into.
When he lay me on the bed, my breathing picked up.
If you want me to stop, tell me, ok?
I nodded. His hand slowly grazed my legs until he reached the brim of my shorts.
He gripped them and slowly pulled them off.
The first thing I wanted to do was put my hand over my center, but I didn’t.
My stomach caved in as he came out of his shirt.
I wasn’t expecting all the tattoos, but they were nice to look at.
The J pendant hung slightly, allowing me to see a girl’s name on his chest. The thought of asking crossed my mind, but I decided against it.
He must have noticed I had become fixated on it because he glanced down, then back at me.
It's my mother’s name. Joyce. You have nothing to worry about. There is no one else but you. Now let me take care of you. He winked.
I scooted back on the bed. “I don’t know what to do.”
He grinned sexily. Sex is like dancing. You and I are about to dance, baby.
With that, he came out of his pants, and my eyes damn near popped out of my head.
This was the first time, other than pictures, that I had seen a black dick in person.
The only other time I saw dick was back in high school when this boy Chad showed me in class, and it was pink.
I swallowed deeply as he stepped forward, and I scooted back.
Alyse, relax. It’s just dick, it doesn’t bite, it pleases. He signed before he gripped it in his hand, rubbing the head.
Jalen grabbed a condom out of his pants pocket and slid it on before he stood at the foot of the bed.
He then leaned forward, cupped my thighs, and pulled me toward the edge.
My ass hung off as my back rested on the bed.
The room’s air wafted around my pussy. I lifted on my elbows to see Jalen gazing at my pussy.
He leaned forward, inhaled, then pecked it, and my legs shook.
“I-I wha-wha-want tuh- ta-taste it.”
My head dropped back when his warm, wet tongue lapped around my clit. I bit my bottom lip and closed my eyes. “Ah, Ja-Ja oo,” I stuttered.
His cuff got tighter, pulling me closer.
Something was happening. His tongue went inside, and the tingling feeling came and went.
I moved my hips trying to catch it because it felt that damn good.
One of my hands eased on top of his head, pushing it to match my pace.
“Mmm, I’ve never felt anything like this before,” I moaned.
Then he sucked on my clit, flicking at it. My mouth shot open, my breath left me, my legs trembled, my hips rocked faster, my eyes fluttered, and my stomach caved in. “I-I-I think I’m about to—”
I squeezed my thighs and exploded. “Ahhh!” I screamed.
When Jalen lifted his head, his mouth was wet. He winked before he licked his lips as if he was trying to savor every bit of the taste. I scooted back as he crawled on top of me slowly. Foreheads touching. “Sl-sss-slow,” he whispered.
He used his knee to pry my legs open as he grabbed my arms and placed them around his neck. His lips disappeared between his teeth and that’s when I felt pressure. “Ow,” I muttered.
He stopped. Then pushed his dick back in a little more.
“Ah!” I whined.
He didn’t stop this time, just moved slowly. My grip around his neck became tighter, and that last push, I felt it. “Oh my God!” I cried.
His soft eyes gazed at me. “Yo-y-y-y—”
I kissed him. “Slow down.”
He nodded. “Y-you okay?”
“Yes, keep going.”
He started off slowly, rolling his hips as my body shot up. It went from a mild pain to that tingling feeling I wanted to catch. We were in motion, and Jalen was moving his body like he was a dancer. “Mm,” I moaned.
“Got-gu-gu- god-da-da-da-damn!”
He gently sucked my neck as he moved so swiftly. “Jalen, that feels so good,” I whined.
With his constant motion, I had caught the tingling feeling. I wrapped my legs around his waist and matched his pace. “I think I’m cummin’,” I moaned in his ear.
“Cu-cu-cum bu-bu-baby.”
His stuttering soft voice sent me. I squeezed my legs around him tighter and let it go. “Ouuu!” I howled.
Jalen stroked me a few more times before his body jerked, shifted, then bucked. “Mmm, sha-sha-shit!” he grunted.
When we were done, he helped me from the bed. I turned to see blood and a big wet stain on the sheets, and I felt embarrassed. He cupped my chin, turning my head toward him.
I got you. I’ll clean it up. Don’t do that.
He pulled the sheets from the bed, rolling them up. I pointed toward the hall where the laundry room was. He walked off, and I heard the washer start. A smile eased on my face because the last thing I would have thought was me meeting a hood gentleman.