1. Lavani Oakford #5
“Come here.” His tone was barely audible, yet his voice was so deep. I had never been so turned on in my life.
I scooted closer to him, and he leaned over to speak directly into my ear. “You gon’ go to Antigua with me for real? I’ll give you the money tonight to book our flights.”
“Yeah, I’m serious.”
When Darius gently bit my earlobe, my eyes closed as I bit my bottom lip.
He moved over to my lips and snaked his tongue into my mouth.
I had kissed plenty, but kissing Darius made my head spin.
It could have been the weed, but I was almost certain that it was him.
When he pulled me onto his lap, I didn’t resist at all.
We kissed for what felt like forever. The entire time our tongues were intertwined, he palmed my butt cheeks.
I could feel his hard bulge beneath me, and it had me anxious to feel it and nervous at the same time.
“You sure you ready for this?” his eyes bore into me, and he was serious as a heart attack which made me smirk.
“I’m not a virgin. Is there supposed to be something about sex with you that I should be cautious of?”
“Aight smart ass. Say less.”
Darius scooted to the edge of the couch and stood up.
My heart raced as he carried me to his bedroom.
Prayerfully, my mouth didn’t write a check my coochie couldn’t cash.
The moment he placed me on the floor, I began to undress while he retrieved a condom from his nightstand.
Once I was on the bed, I watched him roll the Magnum onto his erect member.
I was really about to do this. What if this man turned me out then ghosted me?
Well, shit as long as he gave me the money for Antigua, I wouldn’t be too sad.
With a mischievous grin, Darius placed one knee on the bed and climbed between my thighs.
He went straight for my breasts. With my eyes closed, I enjoyed the feel of his mouth on my skin.
When he strummed my clit with his finger while flickering his tongue over my nipple, my toes curled.
He eased a finger down my slick folds before parting my lips with his tongue.
As we kissed, he pushed himself inside of me, and I moaned into his mouth.
He was big. Real big. I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to take the dick, but I was for sure going to try. “Fuck this shit tight,” he whispered as he pulled back and peered into my face. “Got damn.”
My words were lost. Tangled in my throat and refusing to come up. I didn’t even know what I would say if I could say anything. I didn’t have to because Darius started stroking me harder and faster. I dug my nails into his side and arched my back as he hit spots I didn’t know I had.
He placed a small kiss on my chin then moved down to my neck and began to suck gently.
I didn’t want him to leave a passion mark but, in a way, I didn’t even care.
The sucking while he was sexing me felt so good.
Like inexplicably good. I was on the brink of an orgasm and the anticipation had me raising my arm and placing my hand flat on the headboard like I was bracing myself for what was to come.
Maybe I was getting tighter or wetter. Maybe Darius was simply the pussy whisperer because he could sense that I was about to cum. “You ‘bout to wet this shit up?” he breathed, and all I could do was nod.
When Darius snatched himself out of me, I almost cursed him out.
Before I could part my lips, he tapped his hard member on my clit twice, and my body jerked with each smack.
Darius made eye contact with me as he rubbed his condom covered dick up and down my slit.
He was teasing the hell out of me. I was so thirsty for the dick, I lifted my hips slightly trying to suck him back in.
“You want to cum?” he asked in that deep timbre that made my pussy pulsate. “Yes,” I half moaned half begged.
When Darius pushed back into me, my eyes closed, and my body twitched uncontrollably as I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
“Fuckkkkk, baby,” Darius moaned, and hearing him call me baby did it for me.
Locking my legs around his waist, I grabbed the back of his neck and fucked him back stroke for stroke thrust for thrust until he was moaning just as loudly as me.
“How nasty can you get?” he asked me as he continued to pound in and out of me.
“As nasty as you want,” I moaned while praying he wouldn’t want anal sex.
“Open your mouth,” he demanded gently, and I quickly obliged. He did that thing that some people think is gross, but I held my tongue out and caught every drop.
“Yeah you real nasty,” he stated before stuffing his tongue in my mouth. As we kissed, I felt his body jerk, and then I felt his dick twitch inside of me. He had most definitely cum.
I knew there was no way in hell he wasn’t satisfied with the way I had sexed him.
I wouldn’t even be arrogant enough to assume it was some of the best he ever had, but I knew I had held my own.
In my opinion, it was a wonderful sign that our first time wasn’t clumsy, awkward, or over too fast. It was absolutely perfect.
If Darius kept sexing me like that I was in trouble.