In a very vast world, I love few things: theatre, sex, dance, literature, penises, large breasts, my lips, giving oral sex, canned corn, my first love, and, most of all, my hair. Because, today, most woman have extensions or weaves I pride myself in my hair. With the exception of its' color, its all natural (I haven't had a natural hair color since I was about 12). I don't even have a perm, I blow dry, and flat iron it when I want it straight. Even during sex, I fuss with it inbetween rounds to make sure it looks good. But with my favorite Italian lover I totally forget about everything BUT his cock, and how badly I want it inside of me.
He had court Thursday, so I let myself into his apartment. My friend, unfortunately, decided she didn't want to hook up with him, so she didn't join me. I stripped off my jeans, and flannel shirt, so I was in just my camisole and panties and got under his sheets. I had a good thirty minutes until he'd be home so I made some calls, and watched TV.
When he finally got home, I was still in my panties and camisol, some stuff legally issues happened that I don't really understand the details on (nor do I care to find out) so he was a bit jumpy and on edge. We discussed it and some other shit until he told me to move over, got under the covers, and said "I have a question for you... do you wanna suck my cock now?" as if he had to ask.
Now, I love giving head in general. I really do. But I especially love giving it to him. He enjoys it so much, I love to please him. As I swallowed his cock whole he said "Goddamn, [Dirty], your mouth is like a Treasure chest. I just love it". I could go down on him for hours.
Finally, he grabbed me by the arms, flipped me onto my back, and held my legs back by my head before ramming his dick into me. After the two days he had had, he didn't want to make love, he just wanted to fuck, and I was fine with that. He fucked me harder and faster than he ever had, which I honestly didn't think was possible. Finally he let my legs go, collapsing on top of me, slowly fucking me, and kissing me bruisingly rough. This was all for him. He had had a bad day, and I knew he needed to let loose and I wanted him to do so on me. I was horny, and all I had been thinking of was his dick for quite some time, so this was working out well for both of us. We were nipping, kissing, and licking between moans, his hands pulling through my hair my hair, my nails in his back... and finally and he busted inside of me. He hopped off of me, and I cleaned myself up, pulling my hair into a quick pony tail, then crawled over to lick his cock clean, then he ran to get some water.
Evidently I'm the only person who makes him cum, which makes me feel special.I threw on my sweat shirt and crawled into his bed. We smoked a cigarette, and talked for a bit, but, as usual, it wasn't long before I was licking his cock until it was hard, and he flipped me over and rammed me from behind. I love doggy style, as most people know, and the harder the better. This was one of those times. He came, I came, and, again, collapsed on his bed. We both had things to do, so we smoked and chatted while getting dressed, and I, as usually, forgot my panties at hit house, I think. He actually talked me out of one of my favorite flannel shirts, but it's okay, as I have two.
All in all, a good, quick fuck.
He had court Thursday, so I let myself into his apartment. My friend, unfortunately, decided she didn't want to hook up with him, so she didn't join me. I stripped off my jeans, and flannel shirt, so I was in just my camisole and panties and got under his sheets. I had a good thirty minutes until he'd be home so I made some calls, and watched TV.
When he finally got home, I was still in my panties and camisol, some stuff legally issues happened that I don't really understand the details on (nor do I care to find out) so he was a bit jumpy and on edge. We discussed it and some other shit until he told me to move over, got under the covers, and said "I have a question for you... do you wanna suck my cock now?" as if he had to ask.
Now, I love giving head in general. I really do. But I especially love giving it to him. He enjoys it so much, I love to please him. As I swallowed his cock whole he said "Goddamn, [Dirty], your mouth is like a Treasure chest. I just love it". I could go down on him for hours.
Finally, he grabbed me by the arms, flipped me onto my back, and held my legs back by my head before ramming his dick into me. After the two days he had had, he didn't want to make love, he just wanted to fuck, and I was fine with that. He fucked me harder and faster than he ever had, which I honestly didn't think was possible. Finally he let my legs go, collapsing on top of me, slowly fucking me, and kissing me bruisingly rough. This was all for him. He had had a bad day, and I knew he needed to let loose and I wanted him to do so on me. I was horny, and all I had been thinking of was his dick for quite some time, so this was working out well for both of us. We were nipping, kissing, and licking between moans, his hands pulling through my hair my hair, my nails in his back... and finally and he busted inside of me. He hopped off of me, and I cleaned myself up, pulling my hair into a quick pony tail, then crawled over to lick his cock clean, then he ran to get some water.
Evidently I'm the only person who makes him cum, which makes me feel special.I threw on my sweat shirt and crawled into his bed. We smoked a cigarette, and talked for a bit, but, as usual, it wasn't long before I was licking his cock until it was hard, and he flipped me over and rammed me from behind. I love doggy style, as most people know, and the harder the better. This was one of those times. He came, I came, and, again, collapsed on his bed. We both had things to do, so we smoked and chatted while getting dressed, and I, as usually, forgot my panties at hit house, I think. He actually talked me out of one of my favorite flannel shirts, but it's okay, as I have two.
All in all, a good, quick fuck.
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