15. Daylin #3
“Kasia said she never sees you with a woman,” I threw out, trying to stop the feeling that Rakim was sending throughout my body by sucking on my neck and massaging my ass in this dress.
“I get my needs met as I explained, but nothing deep enough for Kasia to witness, especially since she ain’t often around a nigga.”
“When was the last time?”
“This morning,” he said, and I felt the paralysis seep in until he chuckled subtly. “I’m fucking with you. You care a lot about where I stick my dick, huh?”
“When?” I interrogated, unsure of why.
“Like a month ago, Day.” He pushed my hair behind my ears, seemingly drinking me in before he kissed me slowly but passionately.
With ease, he picked me up, putting my legs around him, and carried me off then up some stairs. We ended up in a large bedroom equipped with an en suite and vast balcony behind some double doors. The room was dark like the kitchen, only being illuminated by the moonlight.
Rakim laid me on the bed, wedging himself between my legs as we continued to kiss. His big hand caressed my pussy through my panties, and when my clit throbbed, I knew he felt it because he groaned at the feeling.
“So while I was here, you were out there fucking?” I asked when his mouth traveled to my neck to suck on it as he pushed my dress upward.
Pausing, he stared down at me and said, “I didn’t like it.”
“Yeah right.”
“I didn’t. I won’t explain why because I don’t think you’d really wanna hear that shit, but I ain’t lying.” He leaned down some to kiss my bent knee, still in between my legs but hovering above me. “I don’t wanna fuck nobody else but you.” He removed my dress, leaving me there in only my panties.
“I’m supposed to be celibate until I get married.” I whimpered when his warm mouth covered my nipples. I was so horny I could barely think straight.
“What’s the difference in you fucking me now or after I marry you? ’Cause I’m gon’ marry you.”
When I didn’t respond, he began sucking and licking down my stomach while removing my panties. Upon tossing them to the side, he got down on his knees and spread my legs.
He started sucking on the backs of my knees and then my thighs, and I had no idea that paying attention to that area would turn me on.
“Mmm.” I cooed when he stuck his tongue inside of me, then dragged it up to circle around my clit.
“This pussy so pretty,” he spoke against it before sucking on my clit with a medium pressure.
His forearms kept my thighs pinned to the bed while his hands caressed my breasts and fingers teased my nipples, all while he ate my pussy passionately.
The combination of having no sexual attention for years and experiencing such immaculate pussy eating had me orgasming seemingly seconds in.
“Fuck,” I called out, almost drowning out the music flowing in from the party downstairs.
My body trembled as Rakim stuck his tongue back inside me as I came for the second time. I noticed when I would cum, he would slip his tongue inside me to be sure he caught every drop with his nasty, fine ass.
He was moaning almost as much as me as he sucked and pounded on my clit with his tongue, slurping up any essence that accumulated.
“Mmm.” He grumbled as I propped myself up on my elbows to catch a glimpse of what all he was doing down there.
“Rah.” I sniveled, legs quivering as I released while feeling his tongue inside of my opening again.
He kept on, making me collapse back against the bed as he suctioned his mouth to my pussy.
I was cumming so hard that my legs broke from his hold, and I attempted to close them as they shook violently.
Rakim hadn’t detached his mouth from my clit, even as I attempted to shut my legs, ignoring the reaction my body was having to him.
He was way too skilled, eating pussy like it was the greatest creation ever made.
He opened my legs again to French kiss my lower lips as I panted, body spent, doing my best to come down from my powerful orgasm.
“You know how fucking long I been waiting to do that?” he asked as he sucked on my inner thighs like he couldn’t stop himself. Licking from my opening to my clit, he said, “You gon’ have to give me that again before the night is over.”
Standing, he began undressing as I admired his tall, mountainous, chocolate frame. He was so fucking sexy, locking eyes with me as he removed every article of clothing.
I watched as he dressed his long, thick dick in a condom before he climbed onto the bed, flipping me over. Arching my back, I bit down on my lip as I felt the head of him at my opening. He wasn’t able to make it in, causing him to bend down with me, reaching around to toy with my clit.
Craning his head, he started to tongue kiss me, still circling my clit and applying pressure to my opening.
“Ah,” I cried out against his mouth as I felt him pushing into me.