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Theirs had been passionate love-making all through that night and he had devoured her from head-giving to toe-nibbling literally. Her soft gasps and dripping moistness mixed with his eager thrusts and ravishing probing of her extremely salacious body.
An explosive communion between them had all the memories to last a lifetime. She flirted and urged him on. Her fingers serving as the drumsticks of naked attraction. She knew his switch buttons as much as he knew hers. Her swivelling butt flapping and bouncing as she rode him. That had been heavenly. Her creamed up pu**y joining his cock in a slick duet. Oh damn. And they had gone on to sweat even with the ultra-power air conditioner working at full function. Every bit of her tasted good and he recalled those moments with a pain in his chest.
“I am thine and you are mine.” She said. Her words caressing his ears in quick breathy plugs. Her warm honeyed skin wildly coaxing and nibbling.
He needed no further invitation then as he seized the initiative and loosened the lace on her G-string, sniffing the sweet smell of her naturally-flavored pu**y.
“Come lie down, milady. I’ll dip my tongue and a slice of steel into you. I will search within your moistness and I will blow you away.” And as he fondly remembered with a stiffening of his dick, she promptly lay down , her back to the bed and her thighs spread like an open secret.
Completely stripped himself, he harnessed the energy in his thumbs in greasy friction as he oiled her up with the silk lotion, “Eve’s Chaos” , he had bought specially for the moment. He heard her whimper softly, savouring his intimate intensity. How he nimbly rolled on her nipples passionately with the practised dexterity of an uptown masseur. His thumbs searched everywhere until they rested just an inch away from the floral zone. And there he turned up the heat. His tongue took the reins from that spot. Gliding through her into the opening of her now warm wet pu**y. It was a spring of wetness..
“Ah.. oh bloody damn, baby, ” she managed in a ragged voice. She was in between wavelengths of pleasure and careless abandon. Allowing herself the lightening sparks coursing through blood and limbs. Even without his much desired d**k painting her pink walls red, there have been those dreamy moments when her vibrations almost leaped onto the threshold.
The gentle rustling of the leaves and the caressing breeze lurked behind her ears whilst they enchanted her infinitely. Her body was a log of mood right now. He had switched the buttons and there was no going back. She had felt his huge snack earlier when she flirted with his loins. The thought of straddling it and letting on her juices freely upon it stirred her beyond words. She needed him. All of him. She will let go of her troubles and tiring thoughts and enjoy this amazing night. And she promised not to drift into overdrive.
His index finger parted her labia and glided into her gaping pussy. Whilst in, his middle finger joined the party and together curled into a “come hither” shape for a better explanation of the roof and the reclined G-spot. His tongue danced and swirled in and out of her moistness. Even the dimly-lit room played along. Her hands reached for his hair as several shots of ecstasy coursed through her hilt to hilt. She arched and ached under the sheer intensity of his probing tongue and fingers, as her fingers sprayed tousling lines on his hear. When the sensuous and smothering feeling hit her ravenously, she steadied herself from the brink of insanity by holding on to the rumpled sheets. She could feel the room spinning like a rollercoaster painted in purple chaos and rainbows. This was the feeling of being desired. One she had craved for in the comforting arms of her best friend but never got. The realization that she had been thinking about him all this time.
And like a flash of initiation, her clit throbbed to the hardened cock prepping to go in. She gasped and spread her thighs more, moist to the touch. Her feral desires ran over the brim as she stretched a feeler and switched ends to give his manhood, a taste of her bliss. She had his steely girth in suckled his c**k ravishingly. There was guile, passion and gusto with every clock and suck. Her fingers drew serrated patterns as she sucked. Her shiny face palpable in the darkness.
She knew she was winning as he winced in pleasure. And damn, his cock tasted sweet as Guava dipped in hot chocolate. The symmetry of thick veins drawn on his c**k was a much needed confirmation. A piece of art needed to critically unravel her wet secrets.
So, it was huge relief when he straightened up and scooped her into his arms like a spineless doll given her thickness. And then she felt the d**k glide into her hole sweetly and refreshingly. It surely was the beginning of a long night
The memories of that night flooded him with so much pain and a bruised ego. He recalled every slick thrust into her wet welcoming pu**y with a heavy heart. Hadn’t he done enough? He asked himself. Waiting for answers that he knew would further break his heart. He wanted so much more than being her f**k buddy. He needed to know his love would be returned freely and wholly and truly as he has consciously given but No.. It was his damn name that had been on her lips while he performed the magic. The gods cannot be wise.
Tonight, he would go to the club and have the fun of his life. There would be a bevy of women flirting with wines and glasses too. They will be there with him and just maybe, he will forget about all that he had been through.
And so with the moon beneath the clouds and the horizon dipping into the sea, he made his way into his Honda car and turned on the ignition…
TO BE CONTINUED…….