One on One time

I was on Blogtv sitting on the sofa, sipping from a cup of tea and honey, when my cell phone begins to ring. I snatch the phone from the end table and take a quick glance at the caller ID, It said Danielle calling .I smile as I snap the phone open and press it to my ear. “Hey babie,” I say with joy. She was telling me how much she missed me, I just seen her ass Sunday while we was watching football game. Well that's good she miss me though. I told her to come over my house spend a night, she said ard bebe. While she was getting ready to come over my house, I minus well go head tighten up alittle bit. Maybe like 23 mins after,I hear the sound of her car pulling into the driveway, and I hurried to check my own appearance. My head was brushed, mustache and goatee trimmed, the nails clipped, a breath mint in my mouth. I applied some Usher cologne just before she got out the car. I took a deep breath, and then climb to my feet. “It’s game time,” I tell myself as I walk to the door.I swing the door open just as her foot hits the front step. Man she had her hair in a cute pony tail kinda wet n wavy,she had A'eropostale plaid peasant shirt an some black tight legging. Her feet look SO sexy in the open-toed heels, and I can’t wait to taste them again. Damn….I’m getting hard already, but that’s the effect that she have on me. She walk right into my arms, and I pull her close, hands caressing her bottom through her legging. Her arms are around my neck, and our lips touch. I feel an electric shock pass through me, making its way to my groin, and I actually moan softly when our tongues touch. I want to rip her clothes off and take her right here, outside, where all the neighbors can see. They probably wouldn’t be surprised, with all the noise I be normally make during lovemaking. We break our kiss, Danielle came inside my house, this was her first time over my crib, she looked around and said; Hmm nice play place babie your real clean for a male. I'm guessing she was expecting a dirty ass nigga, under wear all over the place, pizza boxes on the floor, etc. So I said; you know I wanna fuck the shit out of you right now looking like that, Danielle get that mischievous look on her face, as she say, “No comment.” I grin, remembering that it’s so hard to get a straight answer out of her. I took her bag and toss it on the table beside the door. I lead her into the den and seat her on the sofa. So tell me babie wuzup wit you, she told me work today was stressful and moms tripping again. I said; me to I go through same thing babie, I aint no romantic type nigga but in my head I wanna do relax her so....... what that being said, I said babie come here. I took her hand and lead her into the bedroom,she smile at me as she lay down upon the bed, she stood up as I took off her top which reveal her bra with her exposed breast then she lay back down then slowly took off her legging which reveal her sexy panties and thighs,legs.I walk around to the dresser, trying to keep my eyes averted as her hands begin stroking her flawless skin. I grab the massage oil and sit on the bed next to her supine form. She turn over on her stomach without a word from me, her legs slightly open, hands under her chin. I pull myself to my knees, then drizzle a stream of the papaya-scented oil onto her shoulders and back. I run some more between my palms, then place my hands on her shoulders. I take my time, working to knead away the stress and aches of the day. My hands glide effortlessly across her skin, floating on the thin layer of massage oil. I move downward, working her back muscles slowly, not rushing. I feel as if I’m in a dream, touching my hands to the most perfect creation The Creator ever placed upon this earth. I listen carefully to the sounds that escape her lips, soft moans and groans of pleasure as the pressure of the workday disappear.My hands glide across the small of her back, down to the top of her buttocks. They continue to slide downward, a trail of oil marking their path. I slowly squeeze her cheeks, then lean closer. I’m drawn, as if by a magnet. My tongue darts out hesitantly, connecting with the flesh of her full cheeks. She turn her head to look down and back at me as my I get bolder, spreading herr cheeks. My tongue slips into the dark crack, a long, wet stroke that causes her to arch her back and raise her ass. By now, all thoughts of control are gone. I’m lost in her taste, in her scent, in she raw sensuality that I see in everything that she do, in all that. I lick with abandon, tongue darting in and out, pressing against her brown opening. Her moans are much louder as she present her ass to me. My right hand moves between her legs, cupping her sex. Her juices quickly coat my palm, mingling with the fruit-scented oil. I push my tongue past the gate, into her backdoor, and an animalistic moan greets my ears. My hand is rubbing softly at her box, Her wetness lubricating my palm. Her taste is extraordinary, and I yearn to taste more, to be enveloped by her flavor. My tongue slips in out, working in rhythm with the motion of my palm on her soaking wet pussy. She press her sex against my hand as her ass moves up in down in unison to the strokes of my tongue. Her moans are louder now, and her flavor coats my tongue, intoxicating me, leaving me dizzy with lust and desire. My thumb begins to caress her clit as I move my tongue downward, down her crack to the pink treasure that I seek. When my press my tongue against her sex, She groan, almost a growl. I push between her soaking-wet lips, into her warm tunnel, her juices literally running over my tongue. I can hear her trying to speak, but whatever words she's trying to form are unintelligible. Instead, I hear disjointed syllables and the sounds of pure passion as her voice her pleasure. My tongue twists in and out, my thumb stroking her clit softly, rhythmically, unceasing, unrelenting. her wetness is overwhelming, the taste is overpowering. I’m hungry, famished, and she is the dish that I desire, that I NEED to consume. Her leg kicks, her toes striking the bed over and over as I work to bring that ultimate release. She's panting now, hands gripping the sheets, crumpling and uncrumpling the bedspread. The scent of her sex fills the room stronger, the massage oil, and it get stronger with each stroke of my tongue. It’s when I press my thumb firmly against her clit that she lose control. Her body begins to shiver, and her juices flow freely over my tongue as she cry out in ecstasy, unable to control the feeling that fills her body, her being. I grip her thigh and continue using my tongue and thumb, stretching it out. What began as one orgasm turns into two, then three. she writhe on the bed, body turning this way and that. Her wetness covers my face, my hand, soaks into the bedspread. Finally, she lay still as I pull my tongue away. I crawl up over her body, kissing her neck as she gasp for breath. She turn her head and kiss me back, the taste of her sex on my lips. her hands grip mine as we kiss, as she taste the evidence of her arousal on my breath. I break a hand free as I move over her. I use my free hand to press the head of my dick against her tunnel opening. She gasp against my lips as I slide the head inside, her walls gripping, squeezing. I moan, the pleasure uncontrollable. With one solid thrust, I’m completely inside her. She raise her ass, taking all of me inside her. My strokes are slow, teasing, and I hear her plead, “Please baby, give it to me!!!!” I lick her earlobe as I continue my slow, deep strokes inside her soaked pussy. My dick is coated with her nectar, and it runs down my shaft to spill onto my balls. I increase my rhythm a little, sliding in and out a little faster, and she moan loudly with each stroke. All that matters is this feeling, this total pleasure that envelops, encompasses me as I dwell inside her. My hands reach under her body to pinch and tease her erect nipples. Her face is pressed into the mattress, Her teeth biting the sheets as another orgasm overtakes her. I continue stroking, pistoning in and out. I’m moving faster, fucking her now, my balls slapping against her pussy lips. I’m groaning, grunting, moaning. Our bodies are glued together by the sweat of our act, mingled with the juices from her perfect spot. I’m close, so close now. Our bodies are connected, our souls are one, joined by this most beautiful act. She's writhing on the bed, body flailing, hands clasping the sheets tightly. her mouth is open, but no sound escapes as she ride the waves of orgasmic pleasure as one of my hands massages circles around her pulsating clit. I can’t stand it any longer. I scream, losing control, unable to hold back any longer. My semen shoots inside her in streams, emptying my essence inside he. My body tightens, shivers, shakes, stiffens, all at the same time. I’m beyond this earthly plane, dying and living a little more with each wave that consumes me. I collapse across her still form, her gasps matching mine. Neither of us can speak for a long while, simply enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking. Finally, I kiss her cheek and ask her, “You hungry, baby?”

she smirk at me, sweat gluing her hair to her forehead. “I got a taste for something……but food is the last thing on my mind.”