Part One… #4
Sabine wore very little clothing for what was about to happen.
Tonight, was the night, she had to ride that thing like a motor bike.
Well, that was what Narri and Parthenia’s freak asses instructed her to do.
She invited Adair to her apartment for the first time.
They usually stayed at his senior house on campus but she wanted to be completely alone with him.
“Damn baby,” Adair closed the door behind him, pulling Sabine in by her waist. She wore a small silk dress with no socks or shoes, exposing her neon green toes. “Your feet pretty as fuck.”
“Thank you,” she blushed, suddenly trying to ball them up.
“Why you actin’ all shy?”
“Because Adair…”
“Because what?” he swiped some hair behind her ear, kissing her exposed shoulder. “Talk to me.”
“We just met and…” Sabine sighed. “Already I’m feeling so much.”
“So much like what?” he asked in between the kisses he was peppering all over her skin sending chills throughout her body.
“Can we just talk for like a sec?”
“Yea,” Adair grabbed her hand walking through her apartment like he owned it. He was looking around at everything as he found the living room. “This shit nice.”
“Thank you…” Sabine was about to sit until he plopped down on the couch patting his lap letting her know where she belonged.
“So, what you wanna talk about?” Adair questioned, running his hand up and down her slim thigh.
“I really like you,” Sabine expressed, with her head down while picking with her natural nails that were also neon green. “And I don’t want you to think I haven’t thought on this.”
“Thought on what?”
“Us having sex.”
“Sabine…” Adair blew his breath. “Just because I wanna feel all on you and shit don’t constitute that we fuckin’. You ain’t never just fuck around?”
“Fuck around?”
“Yea, like kiss, get your pussy ate, suck some dick.”
“Ummm…no.”
“Oh well…damn,” Adair laughed. “Look man,” he adjusted her in his lap.
“I’m not here to do anything you don’t want to do but I am here to be with you because I can’t get you off my mind.
I swear I was stressed before you, I was always tired and not wanting to do shit but go to the gym, class, work, then sleep.
Now I wake up and it’s always to you telling me to have a good day.
Asking me if I ate and shit throughout the day.
I don’t gotta have no pussy, just keep giving me your time.
I promise you’ll still get the ring, house, kids, every dollar in my pocket…
I mean this in the most endearing way possible… I’m obsessed with you girl.”
Sabine swallowed, stunned by his confession yet turned on. All the doubt she had was gone when he poured his heart out. She was still nervous because they hadn’t known one another very long but she was ready to do her best at satisfying him.
Standing up, she lifted her dress over her head throwing it aside, trying to be sexy like her sister and Narri coached. Adair had given her so much confidence with his profession. She wanted to please him as much as he’d said she satisfied his needs without being physically intimate.
Adair sat back, scooting down into the couch at the body before him. He knew she looked good but with no clothes on…fuck.
Sabine was petite—slim, however she had enough of everything that would please him. Her breasts were less than a handful with quarter sized nipples he couldn’t wait to suck. Her ass wasn’t the biggest either however he knew both his hands could palm each cheek perfectly.
Adair gave up smoking weed a year ago, but he’d found a new high. A new addiction he wouldn’t quit for anything in life.
“Come here,” Adair nodded, while moving his lower body slowly from how hard she had him at that moment.
Sabine straddled his lap, her bare box grating against Adair’s track pants.
She could feel his hardened penis beneath her, and it only made her grind more.
He held her small hips as she closed her eyes while dry humping him.
Well, he was dry, that pussy was soaking and leaving residue all over the front of him.
Adair let her get in the groove of what he knew she was probably feeling for the first time.
“Slow down baby,” Adair rubbed up her stomach. “Don’t cum on me.”
“I…” Sabine’s eyes popped open. “Oh my gosh,” her head fell into her hands. “I’m sorry, I got carried away.”
“There isn’t anything to apologize for,” Adair spoke, voice low and deep, trying to keep his composure. “I was just getting a lil jealous.”
“Why?”
“Because…” he licked his lips. “I wanna feel that shit on my tongue.”
“Adair!”
“What? I wanna taste that pussy,” Adair ran his middle and ring finger up her slit nearly causing her spine to snap as she arched her back into him. “Gimme kiss,” he demanded.
While he played around in her wetness, Sabine leaned forward letting him overpower her through a kiss as well. He sucked and pulled on her lips making it hard to keep up. He was much more experienced, so she was following his lead.
Adair broke their kiss, reading not only her mind but her body. “Suck on my tongue baby,” he said, sticking it out and Sabine did as she was told. He noticed it was something she found enjoyable when they kissed. When done to her and to do on him.
Sabine moaned and groaned, waxing that pussy on his erection.
After about ten minutes, Adair reached between them pulling out his dick and Sabine froze feeling that muscle on her flesh. Slowly releasing his lips and tongue, she looked between them.
“Oh…” she breathlessly released. “Ummm…”
“Let’s go in the room.”
“Uh…okay,” Sabine dismounted his lap, grabbing Adair’s hand, leading him to her bedroom. She opened the door standing aside to let him in.
Everything was white, crisp, neat, clean and organized. No fingerprints on the mirrors or stains on the all-white carpet.
“This nice. Clean as fuck.”
“Thank you. I like things orderly and tidy.”
“I see…” he sat down on my white chaise in front on the bed staring at her naked body with lust. His dick was still exposed, and he saw her staring. “Come here, stop being scared of me…stop being scared of him,” he said, grabbing it and began stroking himself.
“I’m not,” Sabine slowly approached standing between his legs. “Stop that,” she requested shyly.
“What?” Adair bit his bottom lip continuing to vulgarly masturbate. “You ain’t never see a nigga beat his dick before?”
“I mean…in porn but not so…confidently while looking right at me.”
“You the reason I’m hard like this.” Adair unzipped his jacket, sliding it off before scooting down some so that his head was resting back onto her bed. “Come sit on my face,” he ordered while staring at the ceiling, still stroking his dick, squeezing the head every time he reached the tip.
Sabine nervously climbed onto her chaise standing over him. His eyes were trained directly on her as she stared down at him. He nodded, signaling for her to drop down and get her eagle on. She put her knees on the bed, scooching up until her vagina was hovering directly over his face then sat down.
Adair’s sniffed, smelling the aroma of her essence.
Dessert. He buried his nose in it before his lips latched onto her clit and Sabine screamed bloody murder.
Never had anything felt more gratifying.
Her pussy smelled like a pussy should and he loved that.
He hated any other scent than what it naturally produced.
If you knew, then you knew, it wasn’t something he could explain.
Hearing her moan encouraged him to eat it all and leave absolutely nothing for leftovers.
Sabine gasped, grabbing his head, messing up his waves. It was worth the extra time he would need to spend brushing them back into place in the morning. Her fingers clawed at his scalp as Adair ate everything, she fed him forcefully. That pussy was poppin’ now.
“Feed me that pussy,” Adair stopped stroking himself, and palmed both her ass cheeks.
“Ohhhhh…” Sabine groaned. “Ah,” she shrieked when his hand connected with her skin in the form of a stinging slap to her ass.
She began bouncing up and down on his tongue feeling a sort of prickling creeping through stomach.
Was it a cramp? What was happening? “Adair…please…” she begged attempting to get up, but he had a grip on her. “Adair!”
“Let it go baby. Let me taste that sweet cum.”
“Adair!” she screamed as the prickling became full on pins and needles following uncontrollable shivering throughout her body. “Uh…uh…” she heavily breathed, falling forward with her middle smashed into his face.
Adair slapped her ass before maneuvering from beneath Sabine. She was laid out on her stomach breathing hard. He could see the shininess between her thighs tempting him to lick it all up.
Adair kicked off his sneakers and removed his pants before lying beside her. She had her eyes closed now breathing softly. He took that time to study her features and even her snub nose was perfect. Everything fit her face perfectly.
Sabine’s eyes fluttered open and she smiled at how close their faces were. Turning onto her side, she used her index finger to trace his soft lips. He dragged his hand up the hills of her small curves, cupping her breast in one hand before connecting his mouth to her gumdrops.
“Uhhh…” Sabine didn’t think he could set her body ablaze any more than he’d already had but again, the quaking between her thighs began.
Continuously lapping Sabine’s nipple with his tongue, her hips found a rhythm, thrusting herself into his midsection where she felt that erection begging to be let loose. Adair grabbed her thigh, throwing her right leg over him.
“Adair…”
“Yea baby?” he responded with a mouthful.
Quietness surrounded them but it was loud for some reason and Sabine could hear her labored breathing. The light from outside crept in and the shadows of the shades appeared across her bronze-colored body.