Taste me, Please.
Later that week, Standing on my balcony absorbing the sun and morning rays, there stood Colin. Waiting patiently for me to notice his gaze. He looked ready for work. Suit and tie, all that jazz. He said hello and made promises that he would call me later after his day of catering to whims aplenty. We shared a laugh and he went on about his day. I couldn't stop thinking about him. How it would feel to hug his chest into my own. His lips sucking on my bottom lip. His hands all over my tiny body, gripping my ass. I thought more about him on this day than I have when we first met. I didn't want to get too excited thinking about him and what he would do. I tried to wait patiently.
That same day, that same morning, ten minutes after I saw colin, I got a buzz to my apartment front door. I wasn't expecting anyone. "Delivery," said the voice on the other end of the intercom. I don't remember buying anything of late but it would be just like wish to bring me something I ordered two months ago so, I went to the elevator to let them up. Put on my black Sith Robe over the delicate house robe, to cover certain bits, put on my house slippers and out the door I went. Once I arrived at the elevator it began to open like magic. I was looking at the floor while the doors opened not seeing exactly who stood before me. It was Colin, dressed in his suit with a cup of tea in his hand. "I thought to spend the morning with you today. Do you mind"? he asked so sweetly. He looked so good in his gun-metal grey and midnight black business casual and Carmel pinstripe suit. There weren't words that I could expel from my face to express the joy I was feeling so...I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. While walking backward towards my apartment, I could feel drops of tea spilling down my right side and onto my right foot warming and cooling quickly with each step. He smelled like dark wet earth and old man, it was intoxicating. Once we arrived at my door, I took the remainder of his tea and placed it on the floor where I immediately began to take off his belt. Thick, black leather with a gold buckle. The kind of belt that would leave marks on your ass if used properly. Then, I exposed his boxer briefs, bamboo silken olive canary printed and bulging. I looked up at him to see if we were still on board with my tenacity and his eyes never opened. His mouth gaped spewing sounds of pleasure. Looking up at him, as if to will his eyes open, I began to rub my face over his silken cock. Warm. Soft. Hard.
Colin opened his eyes to look directly into mine to say, "Who are you and why haven't I met you earlier"? I allowed the question to hang in the air as if it were a secret. When I pulled out his cock, Colin licked his lips and grabbed my mohawk directing me towards his erection. At first, my lips made contact with the tip of his cock. Warm. Soft. Hard. Slowly moving my head left to right lightly licking his tip with my tongue while moving, left to right. When I put the tip of his cock into my mouth Colin leaned into the door harder extending his pelvis into my face more. I didn't alleviate my stare. I asked him, "Would you like for me to put it all in my mouth"? dumbfounded, Colin shook his head in approval. While adjusting my gaze and my hands around the shaft of his cock, I slowly engulfed his thickness. Watching his eyes grow in size made my morning. He couldn't help himself. He immediately stroked his cock with my head moaning, writhing and gagging for more pleasure. I choked on his cock until he almost came in my mouth. With his prejudices drooling out of my mouth, Colin lifted my face towards his and kissed me deeply. He took my Sith robe off and threw it on the floor next to our feet. I walked him into my bedroom with a view of the city and the sunlight peeking in through the Turkish Curtains sparkling Blues, Yellows, Whites and Golds, shimmering over the walls and my footstool. When I sat down on the footstool it took him no time to lift my kegs in the air and eat my pussy. He was starving. Lapping up the wetness he created. Fingering me and sucking on my tiny clit bursting with satisfying sounds of, "Mmmmmm...you taste like honey. Fuck! Pussy so tight. I'm gonna make you cum all over my fingers, is that okay? Do you want to cum all over my fingers like a good girl"? I could not help myself and sheepishly answered, "yes please".
Colin drove in fingers into me with precision. With every thrust, he would suck on my clit to get a reaction from me. A little noise, some polite begging, caressing his cheek and lips when he sucks on my clit trying to put his face closer to my pussy so I can feel his lips on my own. When he spread my legs wider which made my hip sink into the footstool a little more, he rubbed his dick all over my wet, pulsating pussy suggesting he would slip him in but...he didn't. He teased my little one with his lips and his cock back and forth. I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to fuck me. He kept teasing my little one by placing the tip in but nothing more. When he put his mouth back on her she exploded in his mouth. I pressed his head between my kegs and vibrated upon his tongue. colin's only response was, "Mmmmmm." He quickly got to his knees and placed all of his cock inside me with a satisfying "Dear God!"
Colin: "Fuck you are tight"
Me: "I'm...cum...ing..."( fuck fuck fuck silently)
Colin: "Look at me, look at me. I'm going to fuck you really hard then, I'm going to pull out slap your pussy with my dick and fuck you again but much harder. Are you okay with this"?
I knew what he was asking. I knew what he wanted me to say. I couldn't control my body responding to his words. I came harder while he spoke. He took his cock out, slapped my pussy with it several times then he shoved his fat cock into me again and held it in that same position until I screamed on his lips while trying to kiss him.
Me: "Don't stop! Don't Stop! PLEASE! Fuck! OMG! Yes, Yes, YES"!!!
Colin smiled and back out just a little bit and watched my face as I kept coming all over him. I ran down his pelvis and onto his balls, wet. "Now, be a good girl and tell me you liked it but, you have to convince me you are sincere. If I'm not convinced I'm going to fuck you harder, is that understood"? Yes please was all I could respond thus continuing our breakfast, as it were.
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