by Hayes, Emily
feeling ravenous. The pair ate in silence for a few minutes.
After cleaning their plates, Mickey took the dishes away into the kitchen as Katrina relaxed on the couch, feeling satisfied. It was as if she could taste the joy that Mickey had put into the meal.
Mickey called from the kitchen. “I have dessert as well.
Are you interested in any sweet potato pudding?”
Katrina called out, “Yes, please, that sounds delicious.”
After a few moments, Mickey appeared again with two small bowls. She then readjusted the lighting, dimming the brightness to create a more intimate atmosphere.
Sitting close to Katrina, Mickey then said, “Listen, I had a really hot time with you in the car the other day. But tonight, I wanted to take my time with you. I want to enjoy your body, Katrina. Can I offer you a massage once we’re done with dessert?” Mickey put a firm hand on Katrina’s thigh.
Biting her lip, Katrina felt herself moisten with desire.
“Yes, Mickey, I would like that a lot.”
Just go with it, Katrina! You got the answer you were looking for. Mickey likes you. Just allow yourself to enjoy the moment and stop overthinking everything! Katrina pushed aside any overthinking and decided to let herself fall into lust as she enjoyed the soft, colorful dessert that Mickey had so lovingly prepared.
15
Mickey brought a bite of sweet potato pudding to her lips. She had brought the recipe with her from Jamaica and tweaked it throughout the years. She had been excited to show off her dessert creation to Katrina, who seemed to be enjoying it as well.
For Mickey, cooking and sharing food was an easy and comfortable expression of affection.
Katrina turned to look at her and said, “Mmmm, Mickey, this is so delicious. It’s almost like a cake, but the texture is like velvet.” Katrina savored another bite, leaving a tiny morsel at the corner of her lips.
Mickey noticed the tiny crumb, and, setting down her bowl, she leaned into Katrina. “Here, let me get that for you.” Mickey gently touched Katrina’s chin with the tips of her fingers, while her thumb brushed away the orange-colored crumb. Mickey kept her eyes on Katrina’s deep brown eyes, while Katrina smiled shyly and nuzzled into her hand.
“Thanks, Mickey.” Katrina then licked the tip of Mickey’s thumb, which sent shivers down Mickey’s spine. Relax, take your time. Remember, you just told Katrina that you didn’t want to rush anything tonight, Mickey told herself.
Mickey took this moment as a cue to kiss Katrina.
Mickey teased Katrina a little, hovering over her mouth for a split second before softly brushing her mouth against Katrina’s lips. Mickey then pulled away, causing Katrina to tip forward.
“I like that,” Katrina whispered. “Your kisses are as sweet as this dessert.”
“Well, if you like that, then maybe you will like this.”
Mickey moved her mouth to Katrina’s neck, planting her lips on the sensitive spot below Katrina’s earlobe. Mickey felt Katrina lean her head back as a soft moan escaped.
“I do, I do,” Katrina murmured with her eyes closed.
Mickey wanted to touch Katrina everywhere, to feel her skin and hair. But first, she wanted to ask a question.
“You have the most beautiful hair, Katrina. Do you mind if I touch it?” Mickey inquired.
“Oh, course! You don’t have to ask, Mickey!” Katrina exclaimed.
But Mickey was firm. “No, when it comes to hair, I do want to ask because, in general, I would not want anyone to touch my hair without asking first. Believe me, as a Black woman with dreads I get people wanting to touch my locks all of the time. Some people don’t even ask! They just reach their hands out.” Mickey shook her head in disbelief.
“Man, it’s a good thing I’m so tall.”
Katrina chuckled softly, “I can understand how that would be annoying. But you have full consent to touch my hair and,” Katrina paused and winked, “total consent, like, in general.”
Mickey pursed her lips together, trying to hide the giant grin that was forming on her face. She was becoming aroused and wanted to remain smooth and steady. “Well, that’s great to know.” Mickey then stood and took Katrina’s hand. “Here, come with me. I promised you a massage, remember?”
Katrina beamed, allowing Mickey to guide her down the short hallway and into her bedroom. “Why don’t you take off your shirt and lay face down on my bed?” Mickey offered.
Katrina coyly asked, “Why don’t you take it off for me?”
countering Mickey.
Katrina’s seductive remark fueled Mickey’s desire. I see baby girl wants to play. I can work with that.
Mickey licked her lips and gave Katrina the once-over, undressing Katrina with her eyes. “Okay, then. Lift your hands above your head.”
Katrina did as she was told while Mickey slowly lifted the silky blouse over Katrina’s head. She noticed Katrina’s black lace bra, which encased two full D-cup breasts. Very sexy. God, her body is amazing.
“Turn around,” Mickey directed, and silently Katrina obeyed. Mickey unhooked Katrina’s bra from behind and tossed it lightly onto the small chair in the corner of the bedroom. “Now, lay down and just relax. You’re in good hands with me, beautiful.”
Keeping her back to Mickey, Katrina giggled and laid her tummy down on Mickey’s queen-size bed. Katrina closed her eyes and nestled her head in the crook of her elbow.
“Mmmm, good girl,” Mickey crooned, as she studied Katrina’s caramel-colored skin and back muscles. She ran her hands over Katrina’s skin, admiring how Katrina’s waist curved neatly inwards before jutting out to form sumptuous hips.
Mickey leaned over Katrina’s body, applying firm pressure while kneading Katrina’s neck and shoulders. She then ran two strong thumbs up the middle of Katrina’s back, on either side of her spine. Mickey noticed goosebumps forming all over the surface of Katrina’s skin.
It seemed clear to Mickey that Katrina was enjoying her touch.
“Can I take these off too?” Mickey was referring to Katrina’s pants. Katrina muttered a muffled, “yes,” while nodding her head, which was still face down on the mattress. Katrina raised her hips and lifted her bum so that Mickey could slide her pants down from the waistband.
Katrina then said, “You can take my underwear off, too, if you want.”
Mickey’s heartbeat quickened, and her mouth began to salivate. She slowly removed the matching black lace panties from Katrina. Mickey was mesmerized by the sight of Katrina’s round ass. She placed her hands on each cheek, giving them a light squeeze. Katrina delightfully laughed, which made Mickey confident to move forward.
“Katrina, your body is so delicious. I want to put my face between your cheeks and eat your ass,” Mickey said in a throaty voice. “I want you so bad.”
“Mmmm, Mickey. Yes, please. I want that too,” Katrina urged. Mickey positioned herself behind Katrina and moved her face closer. Mickey felt the softness of Katrina’s ass cheeks surround her face like two pillows as she licked around the sensitive, puckered hole. Mickey felt Katrina’s body shift and stiffen as she sighed with pleasure.
Mickey then took two fingers and ran them underneath her mouth, locating Katrina's pussy lips. She stroked the delicate folds, feeling the wetness. With Katrina on all fours, with her ass raised in the air, Mickey slid two fingers into Katrina's pussy while continuing to lick her from behind.
Mickey felt Katrina' body hump against her fingers as her moans became louder.
Mickey then inserted a third finger, fucking her a bit more roughly as Katrina's cavity tightened. Mickey raised her body, grabbing Katrina's waist from underneath, strengthening her grip.
Katrina cried out, “Mickey! Oh my god, fuck me. Fuck me harder; I am going to cum!” Mickey continued to thrust
hard and deep as Katrina's vagina squeezed tighter. Katrina bellowed, “Fuck yes, yes! I’m cumming!”
From behind, Mickey felt Katrina's entire body tense up and then relax
as an intense orgasm exploded from inside of her. A red flush formed over Katrina's skin, and she heard Katrina burst into laughter.
Looking back at Mickey, Katrina gasped as she attempted to catch her breath. “Oh my god, Mickey. That was so hot!”
Mickey grinned, loving how responsive Katrina was, how easy it was to please her. While Katrina's body was new to Mickey, their intimate connection felt natural and effortless.
Mickey smiled and leaned her body on top of Katrina’s, engulfing her, but being mindful of her weight. She kissed the nape of Katrina's neck while continuing to caress her soft skin. Mickey could smell the intoxicating scent of Katrina's juices on her fingers.
“Mickey, I want you,” Katrina said. “Here, let me turn around so that I can face you.” Mickey lifted her body so that Katrina could flip over on to her back. Scooting her ass to the top of the mattress, Katrina sat up to face Mickey.
Mickey looked deep into Katrina's eyes. She so badly wanted to open up to this sweet woman and allow herself to be vulnerable.
“I'd like that, Katrina. I-I'm just more of a Top, so it takes me a bit of time to get comfortable as a receiver.”
Katrina reached out her hand and tenderly stroked Mickey's face. Leaning towards Mickey, Katrina planted a kiss on Mickey's full, plump lips. Mickey felt her nipples harden as her sexual desire grew stronger.
“Please, let me taste you, Mickey. I'll bet you are so sweet and delicious,” Katrina pleaded. “I know that I can make you feel so good. It would be such a pleasure for me to make you cum.”
Mickey felt at odds with herself. It was as though she was hanging from a cliff. She didn't want to let go, but at the same time, she wasn't sure how much longer she could last. It’s okay, Mickey. Katrina likes you, and she wants to worship your body. Let her!
In trying to relax, Mickey took a deep breath. “Okay, I will let you. I'd love that, actually.” Mickey smiled and licked her lips with anticipation. She stood up and removed her pants, choosing to leave her top half-clothed. Katrina reached out to help, but Mickey felt more comfortable disrobing on her own.
“It's okay, please let me do it,” Mickey said gently as Katrina withdrew her hand. Mickey then lay down on her back as Katrina moved herself to the bed's base, kneeling in between Mickey's legs.
“You are so beautiful, Mickey. Beautiful and handsome. I could look at you all day.” Katrina said, which made Mickey widely smile. She closed her eyes as Katrina ran her fingertips over her thighs, sending erotic shivers throughout Mickey’s entire body.
As Katrina crouched down, Mickey could feel her hair tickled the insides of her thighs. She lightly laughed, feeling giddy and silly. She then felt Katrina’s warm tongue caress the edges of her vulva, stroking her folds.
Subconsciously, Mickey tensed her Kegel muscles, and Katrina, noticing a stiffness in Mickey’s body, whispered softly, “Just relax, Mickey. Is everything okay?”
Mickey nodded and opened her eyes, breathing deeply so that she could loosen up. “Yes, I’m fine. That feels nice.”
Mickey closed her eyes once more and melted into the sensation of Katrina’s tongue lapping against her clit. Oh my god, yup. I love that.
“Mmmm, that’s so good, Katrina. Keep going, don’t stop.” Mickey felt a climax starting to building within her.
She grabbed Katrina’s head as Katrina lapped and sucked
at her tender bead. Mickey’s breath quickened as an orgasm began to bloom.
“I want you to cum for me, Mickey. You taste so good.
Squirt in my mouth, I want to drink your juices,” Katrina urged as she returned her mouth to Mickey’s pussy.
Mickey was on the cusp of an orgasm, but something felt blocked within. Her body was edging with erotic bliss; she was so close. Mickey tried to relax her vaginal muscles, which kept tensing up. The climax sensation faded slightly as Mickey tried to get her mind to cooperate.
Sensing that something was wrong, Katrina looked up.
“Do you want me to try something different?”
Mickey looked down at Katrina. The build-up within her body was dissipating, and Mickey was becoming frustrated.
“No, no, that’s good. I’m just, I-I don’t know.” Mickey laid her head back on the pillow, sighing audibly.
Katrina shifted her body so that she could perch over Mickey. She ran her hands over Mickey’s clothed, top-half.
Smiling gently, she offered, “Okay, maybe we should take a bit of a break. Let’s take the focus off orgasming.” Katrina then laid her entire body over Mickey’s and nuzzled her face into Mickey’s neck. “Maybe more foreplay instead?”
Katrina started to sprinkle kisses underneath Mickey’s earlobes and across her collarbone. Mickey loved the weight of Katrina's small body upon her own and the delicious tickles that Katrina's lips gave her, which ran down her spine. Mickey inhaled and exhaled, trying to regain her arousal. It was not as if Katrina wasn't turning her on, but Mickey was having trouble crossing the threshold. Maybe she is right; more foreplay might help me to relax.
Katrina rolled herself up so that she could straddle Mickey while peering down at her. “Could I take this off?”
Katrina asked, referring to Mickey's shirt. “I'd love to feel our naked skin touching together, wouldn't you?”
Mickey nodded. “Mm, hmm., that sounds nice. Go ahead, take it off.” With Mickey's consent, Katrina unbuttoned the top and lifted the material away from Mickey's chest, revealing a tight-fitting sports bar.
Katrina giggled softly. “You are like an onion, Mickey, so many layers to peel away. But with each layer, I get closer to the center.” Mickey felt disarmed by the twinkle in Katrina's eyes.
While she was enjoying Katrina's attention, it also removed Mickey from her comfort zone. Katrina was gentle and sweet, and Mickey appreciated the seductive efforts.
She wasn't used to letting go of control within intimate situations, but at the same time, Mickey liked Katrina a lot, and she wanted to provide Katrina with the opportunity to please her. Mickey only wished that she could get out of her head and further into her body.
“Mickey, could you sit up to remove this?” Katrina asked, referring to Mickey's sports bra. “I am pretty skilled at removing clothing, but I don't think I could take that off without a struggle.”
Mickey conceded. “Sure, babe. I'll do it.” As Katrina slid her weight off, Mickey scooted up so that she could sit and remove the tight-fitting item. Mickey slipped the bra off her head, setting free two full breasts with large, purple-colored areolas. Feeling slightly self-conscious, Mickey laid her head back down on the pillow and allowed Katrina to mount her again.
With access to Mickey's bare chest, Katrina lowered herself back down and started kissing the soft, chocolate-colored skin. As Katrina ran her tongue in a circle around the outside edges of Mickey's nipples, Mickey felt an electric jolt shoot through her, which ran all of the way down to her belly button. The surface of Mickey's skin became covered in goosebumps, which pleased Katrina.
“Mmmm, I see that you are responding to my touch.
Resistance is futile, Mickey. I just want to please you,”
Katrina coyly teased as a cocky smirk formed on her lips.
Katrina's mouth began to travel down Mickey's stomach, and Mickey felt a hot, tingling sensation between her legs as her vulva began to swell with desire.
“Yes, I like that, Katrina. I love the way your lips feel on my skin. And you are so soft.” Mickey played with Katrina's voluminous dark hair and caressed her back as Katrina continued to lick and tease Mickey's lower half with her tongue. Katrina moved down even lower, touching and licking the soft skin of Mickey's inner thighs. With her face in Mickey's crotch, she inhaled deeply.
“Mickey, I want you. I want to drink your juices and make you feel so good. I want you to cum hard in my mouth. Will you do that for me, baby?” As Katrina tried to relax Mickey with her soft voice and warm breath, Mickey was starting to feel as though her body was slipping away yet agai
n.
Mickey then had an idea. “Katrina, I love what you are doing. I don’t want you to think that you aren’t giving me pleasure because you are. I just have a hard time, like getting there unless I help myself, if you know what I mean.”
Katrina looked up at Mickey from between her legs. She nodded with understanding. “Okay, no problem, Mickey. I get it.” Looking slightly uncertain, Katrina asked, “What should I do? How can I add to this?” She gave a small shrug and a grin. “It’s definitely hot to watch you touch yourself, but I want to be involved, too, you know?”
Mickey bobbed her head. She understood that Katrina was feeling ineffective as a lover and that was the last thing Mickey wanted. But Mickey also knew that this was an issue that had cropped up in past relationships. She was hoping that it could be different this time, with Katrina.
“How about this? I will get myself off as you wrap your body around mine and kiss my neck. I really love that, and I
want to feel you close to me.” Mickey gently inquired,
“Does that sound like a fair compromise?”
Katrina gave Mickey a small smile, blinking her eyes.
“Yes, of course. That’s cool, Mickey. I just want you to feel comfortable with me, that’s all.” Katrina slid her naked body against Mickey’s right side and weaved her legs around Mickey’s calves. She then rested her head on Mickey’s chest so that she could look down at Mickey’s body.
With Katrina nestled beside her, Mickey rested one arm over Katrina’s body while the other hand traveled between her own legs. Mickey closed her eyes, relishing in the delicious sensations of Katrina’s soft caresses and kisses.
Mickey began to slowly rub at her folds, as juices formed on her fingertips. She located her clit and felt it harden into a pearl as her body began to revive its desire.
“Mmmm, I love how you are touching me, Katrina. Don’t stop, please.” Mickey breathed and moaned softly as her passion began heightened, and her body more responsive.
A warm pressure was starting to build within Mickey’s core. She began to rub her clit faster and harder, breathing heavily. Like the sun rising in the sky, an orgasm began to form, and Mickey knew that she was close to climax.
