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After teasing, tasting, and sucking his well dry. I thought we were done, but he had other plans. Not knowing what he was going to do but submissively prepared; I turned my ass towards him while propping myself up on my side. He pulls me on top. I welcomed him inside me. Riding him long and steady I wanted to win this race. He’s gripping my ass cheeks as I balance on his chest. He lifts me and pulls me deeper onto him. Feeling the pressure as he hit up against my vaginal walls. I couldn’t hold it in any longer I came on Daddy’s dick. He turns me over on all fours. Ooh how sweet and familiar. I remember this. But am I ready. Lawd there’s no turning back now. Fuck it. I’m ready, ready as Fuck. As he enters my forbidden spot, I let out a loud cry, not for him to stop, but for him to get me past that initial sensation and into that feeling he put on me years ago. I closed my eyes and took him deep inside. Me pushing my ass against his body meeting his thrust. Who said getting it in the ass wouldn’t feel good? As he was pushing his way in I felt the vibration of dick to wall banging on my wet pussy. Breathing hard and fast while, smelling our sweet aroma. Our body gives in tenses and all our muscles relax. We out do each other with our milky waterfalls.

Let’s Do Some “We Shouldn’t Be Doing This” Things.

So years have gone by, I hear this song on the radio that took me back to those times he and I shared. I reached out not really knowing the outcome. To my surprised we began to talk regularly. It was cool because I can’t remember having the type of conversations we have now, back then. Come to think of it, we mature with age right?
Seeing that he was interested enough to hit me up everyday; I decided to throw in the bait. He asked a simple as question that has now lasted over a year with us having the sexiest kind of relationship. He asked me, “what was I doing?” my reply was nothing just laying here in bed. Ding, Ding, Ding, He bit the bait. He asked for a picture. I kindly obliged,and sent him a picture of me in bed leaning on my arm. Instead of calling back he sends me question marks via text. I was like yes, he still want this. I ran my hot and now bothered ass in the shower and took over a hundred photos. Just as fast as I was taking the shots, he was receiving them. He’d respond saying  I made his dick hard. I wanted to see, he had to prove it. I have received many “Dick Pics”. Some while at work and at home in the shower. The sight of it made me horny as fuck! I wanted to feel it, taste it and ride it. I wanted that old thing back. These conversations and picture went on for a year. I forgot to mention we were having a long distance fling. We’d try to set up a destination and time for us to meet face to face but shit always came up. You know how it goes “Life Happens”.

Enter At Your Own Risk


Ever time we spent together the sex got more intense. I felt like a virgin because of the things I was experiencing with him let alone,within my body. One night while we were getting it on he flipped me over onto my stomach and put his manhood right in my ass. Ironically I was prepared because the topic of anal sex came up while hanging with the girls.I was the only one that had not had a taste. Not to mention he was the only one freaky enough to attempt and actually pull it off. He got me all hot and bothered then fucked the shit out of me. He never left out on foreplay. He stayed hungry, like I said before I like giving the feedings. I loved the fact that he took his time with me. He made sure I got off before, if not at the same time he did. Every time we had sex I felt like he wanted it to be special. After giving it to me good he slowly put the tip in right after making sure I was moist. He made sure not to hurt me. Initially I was like I’m nuts for letting him do this. But believe it or not, I wanted it. I wanted all I could get. I wanted him more with each stroke. I never knew I’d like the way freak rolled off my tongue. Did he just turn me out?

I’m ready


I remember it as if it were yesterday. As we walked into the house, I felt my body preparing for what was yet to come. He told me to get comfortable while he put on some music. He set the mood with the sweet tunes. A mixture of Ronald Isley and Avant. How the hell can you tell someone to get comfortable, when you know you are about to do the nasty for the first time? My nerves were getting the best of me. I wanted him so bad, he had to sense it. I wasn’t the type to take what I wanted, but I sure as hell was willing to accept what he was about give me. He set out to please from the very start. He didn’t rush, not to mention we had all night.

He started out by kissing me on every inch of my body. I can close my eyes and feel his lips as he worked his way down to the middle. He sucked on my breast until my nipples were hard and then teased them with his teeth. Gently pulling at them and sucked some more. His tongue so warm and fierce circled following his soft lips. I can feel the baby kisses and still moan from just the thought alone. I wasn’t sure if I could handle the sweet feeling between my legs that he was going to cause. I was beyond wet the bed was soaked. He was hungry for it. I was more than willing to let him eat. I have never felt so much satisfaction in my natural born life.

At that point, I was ready for the finale. I wanted to feel his manhood inside me. As he inserted himself inside my warmth, I squeezed the walls of my vagina. Once I felt myself securely wrapped around him. He then pushes himself further in and then slowly pulls himself out. The torture, what the hell was he doing? He has me going crazy with anticipation. He pushed himself back inside. But this time he went deep, hard, slow, and then fast until we both were drenched in sweat. The moment when we came, was pure joy.

Will I ever get to experience this, him again….