He spread open her pussy lips with his fingers, and licked every inch of her mound before putting his tongue as deep as he could into her pussy. Returning to her clit, Jamal licked and sucked on it until moans escaped her throat. She got even hotter, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him closer. He gently bit her thigh and went back to eating her pussy, making sure that she came in his mouth.
Jamal couldn’t wait to get inside of her. He just wanted to fuck the hell out of her and have her craving him the way he craved her for the past year. Jamal begun undressing when she pointd and said, “Grab those over there.”
He reached and picked up three condoms on the shelf.
“Oh so I can have you in my mouth but now I have to be the one to wear a rubber right?”
“That’s right!” she smiled.
Jamal put it on quickly and got back down to finish what he started but to his surprise they quickly switched positions. Chrisette got on top of him, riding him backwards with her ass facing him.
“Oooohh shit,” Jamal hissed as she sat on his dick, sliding it in and he felt the tightness of her pussy.
He held both of her ass cheeks, squeezing them and loving the sight of her entire body, feeling like he was dreaming. Quickly he knew that it was real as she started riding him, rocking her hips like a pro.
“You like this pussy?”
“Hell yeah… Take all this dick!” he answered moving with her as she fucked him good.
Although she’d had better, Chrisette was pleasantly surprised at Jamal’s dick size. She knew she had him where she wanted him and made him cum three times before backing up and making him eat her pussy again. She sat on his face, riding like she did on his dick.
The suction noise could be heard as he went to work on her pussy, his face full of her juice. Jamal was hoping that Chrisette would return the favor but didn’t ask and she didn’t offer. Her pussy was so good that he was satisfied with having fucked her and got the woman he had been wanting for so long.
Jamal wanted badly to take off the constricting rubber and feel Chrisette’s moist pussy, but would have to hold out and hope for it next time. Their sex session lasted for over an hour and Jamal left Chrisette’s house a very happy man. Chrisette on the other hand, was content for the moment having met the needs of her rush—for now.
IV
Four days went by and Chrisette sat on her bed talking with her best friend Alicia about her upcoming wedding.
“Chrisette…there’s something I want to talk with you about and it’s really important. You know I love you like a sister and under any other circumstances I would not ask you this…”
“What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, yeah…it’s just, well do you remember Tiffany? The girl I introduced you to at my party a few summer’s back?”
“You mean Tiffany, the video vixen?”
“Yeah that’s her. Well, I’m going to tell you this because I know that I can trust you, and it’ll explain why I’m asking you this other question. Tiffany’s been going through a lot. She’s got some health issues that are pretty serious. I wanted to make her feel good and let her know how important she is. I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind if I asked her to be my Maid of Honor in your place. Now before you say anything, Chrisette believe me, it’s really important that I do this for her…I think this would lift her spirits.”
“Alicia, that’s big of you and I guess… I guess I understand. So this means I don’t have to wear that ugly dress after all, right?” Chrisette laughed.
“Yeah girl, you don’t have to wear it but you’re still going to be in the wedding, I love you and I can’t wait to see you.”
“Me too, I’ll give you a call in a few days.”
After they hung up, Chrisette decided that she would give Robert a call since he had not yet called her. Maybe he lost my number? She mused pressing *231 on her speed dial and the phone rang four times and then the voicemail came on.
“Hello, you’ve reached Robert, I am currently unavailable to take your call but if you would like to leave a message I will get back to you as soon as possible.”
Chrisette hung up the phone without leaving a message, knowing that her number probably showed up on his phone anyway and tossed her cell phone over on the bed. It rang within a couple of minutes and she looked over wondering who it could be. She looked at the caller ID and it was Robert. Smiling, she answered, “Hello, how are you?”
“I’m doing good… Sorry I missed you a moment ago. I was just getting out of the shower.”
“That’s alright, I’m glad you were able to give me a call back,” she stated, wondering what his body looked liked dripping wet.
“I was going to give you a call this weekend. It’s good you reached out to me. What’re your plans for tonight, you have any?”
“Hmm…no, I don’t have anything going on tonight. What did you have in mind?”
“How would like to come see me? I’m about thirty minutes away from you.”
“Oh really... How do you know where I live to estimate the time from your place to mine?”
“I know a lot of things, beautiful. So what do you say, can I see you tonight?”
“Can I trust you? I mean, how do I know you’re not a serial killer or something, just inviting me over to chop me up?”
Chrisette couldn’t help but to laugh along with Robert but she was very serious.
“Do you think I’d hurt someone as beautiful as you? Come see me, I’ll text you the address. Bring yourself and not too much else.”
“Alright, I guess I can come. Do you live alone? Hello, hello?”
Chrisette could only hear dial tone on the other end. That’s strange. He just hung up like that? I guess he found being mysterious was intriguing but I’m taking my knife just in case, she thought.
By that evening, she was standing in front of nine dresses that she laid on the bed, trying to decide what to wear. Then she re-entered the closet and thought that maybe some nice fitting jeans and a blouse would be sufficient for the night. After all he didn’t say that they’d be leaving his house and going anywhere.
Turning back to look at the dresses, she saw one that wasn’t too fancy and selected it. The dress was black with an open back, long sleeves, and a few inches above the knees. She picked out a pair of open toed heels to go with it, added an ankle bracelet for a little pizzazz, and got ready to head out the door. Chrisette took a look at herself in a full length mirror, teasing her long locks of curls, smoothing out her dress as she ran her hand over her breasts and down the length of her attire. “I cannot wait to see this gorgeous man, he might get lucky tonight,” smiled in anticipation.
Meeting men had never been a problem for Chrisette. Allowing them to keep her was always a challenge. She enjoyed the freedom of doing what she wanted, whenever she wanted, and didn’t see herself giving that up—at least not anytime soon. To her, fucking was just that, fucking.
She had spent her high school and college days being wanted by so many guys, she figured she’d use that to her advantage. Chrisette had particular types of men that she would bless with her paradise, mainly successful, clean cut, extremely attractive ones. All in all her thought process about getting hers was similar to how some men feel about ‘running through’ women.
She didn’t get caught up in emotions and stayed far away from those who seemed to get too attached. If she wanted dick, she went and got it, no strings attached. The rush that came from fucking someone totally new thrilled her. Making them do what she wanted was even more pleasurable for her, it empowered her, and Robert was next on her list.
V
Arriving at Robert’s address, Chrisette was beside herself at the exquisite homes lining the street. She had a four-bedroom, two-bath home, everything she desired and was very proud of that. What she saw before her eyes was unimaginable and made her wonder what Robert did for a living, and if he lived all by himself.
Chrisette road up the driveway a
nd parked next to a Rolls Royce, outside of a four car garage. Looking at the house, she could see only one light on. It was on the first floor, and every other visible window was pitched black.
She pulled out her cellphone and called Robert; wanting to know that she’d arrived at the correct address. The phone rang and again went to voice mail. This time when she hung up the phone, she looked to the door of the house and saw Robert waving her to come in.
“Well, well, well. Look at you! You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into,” Chrisette said under her breath while walking to the door. “Good evening Robert, I was just calling you to see if I had the right place. You have a lovely home,” she said, hugging him as they greeted each other.
“Thank you and I’m happy you could join me this evening. You didn’t have any trouble finding me did you?”
“No, it was pretty easy. I’ve never been around here before. It’s a really nice neighborhood.”
“Please, have a seat,” Robert offered as they entered the only room in the house that was lit.
“Would you like something to drink?” he asked.
“No, thank you. I’m fine.”
Robert looked even better than she remembered. Their eyes met and it was almost as if they were speaking a language of their own.
“You look incredible Chrisette, but I don’t have to tell you that. You look like you already know,” Robert said, smiling.
“Thank you. So, what prompted you to invite me to your home? This is your home correct?”
“Yes it is. I thought it would be easier to offer you a chance to come see me than to impose and just invite myself to your home. I don’t want you to think that everyone gets this chance. I like what I see and I know that you’ve had your eye on me the couple of times I was within your presence.”
“You are right. I won’t deny that I find you very attractive and wanted to see you again. You seem a little mysterious. Why is that?” Chrisette asked, looking around this spacious room that was so quiet.
“Ask me what you want to know, I’m not too secretive.”
“Well, I have to ask this first. What the hell do you do for a living that enables you to have a Rolls Royce in the drive way and this gigantic home? Do you have children, a wife? Do your parents live here with you? I can’t imagine you living here all alone.”
“Whoa, slow down. First, no I don’t have children. I work for a government agency in D.C., but that’s not what got me this. I made some really wise investments several years ago after getting an inheritance and this is the outcome. I’m thirty-six and I graduated from George Mason University. I have two sisters. I’m not married and no, my parents do not live with me. Anything else I can answer for you?”
“Investments huh…? I’m almost afraid to ask.”
“You probably should be,” Robert replied but with a slight smile to let her know that he was just kidding. “Tell me about you.”
“I’m twenty nine, live alone, graduated from the University of Virginia, no kids, you already know where I work, and I love sex.”
“Ha, ha, ha, is that right?” Robert laughed.
“Yes that is right. And I guess you should know, I’m pretty direct if you can’t already tell.”
“Yeah, I kind of picked up on that when you asked if I was going to chop you up. That’s a good thing. I like that in a woman.”
“So what will we be doing this evening, Robert?”
“The night is young. I’m spontaneous and don’t plan too far ahead. We’ll figure that out as time moves along. Is that cool with you?”
“See, that’s what I mean about being secretive. I know you didn’t invite me here without something in mind…A movie, something to eat. What is it?”
“Wow, I haven’t had a night like that in about ten years. But if that’s what you want we can do that.”
“No, that’s not what I’m just asking.”
“Well actually, I’ve already prepared something for us to eat. As far as a movie, we can make one,” Robert said.
“I’m not hungry, but I’m enjoying just listening to you talk Robert. Do you care to show me around your home, or is that a secret too?”
“Not at all, follow me.”
It was a long walk through the hallway and up the first set of stairs as he showed her a game room, an office, a library, another room that looked as if it were just painted as a child’s room. Or just someone who liked a lot of colors at based on the paint that was on the wall. Chrisette decided not to pry. Robert had already stated he didn’t have children.
She thought that for a man to live in this huge, well-kept house with no relatives, somehow seemed very odd. It was hard enough to find men that had no children, weren’t married, that were financially stable, and didn’t have a whole bunch of drama. Here he was and so far, Chrisette could check all of those off.
They entered a room that was in the back of the house, it appeared to look like a master bedroom with an entire mirrored ceiling. It was decorated as if it were straight out of a catalog.
“So this is your bedroom, I assume?” she asked.
“You assumed right. Have a seat on the sofa over there if you wish. Would you like me to turn the television on or entertain you with more conversation?”
“It’s a no on the T.V. and the conversation. But come sit with me.”
Robert was leaning against the bed post. Instead of sitting on the sectional sofa that was in the corner of the large room, Chrisette climbed up on the high bed and invited Robert to accompany her.
“How do you know I want you on my bed?” he asked.
“Because you brought me to your bedroom to begin with, and we haven’t seen the rest of the house, yet you want me to get comfortable in here.”
“Good answer. What if I told you that I want you right now?”
“Tell me and see…”
Robert stood there in his Rocawear jeans, fresh pair of white Nike sneakers, and T-shirt, looking as smooth, relaxed, and confident as he could.
“I want you.”
“Take me,” she said, looking straight into his dark eyes.
Chrisette hungered for this man. A perfect stranger yet she felt that she belonged there with him and wanted to give him what ever he wanted. This was a total switch from the way she felt about getting hers. Robert somehow changed the game and Chrisette had the greatest rush that she’d ever felt.
Robert grabbed her hair, firmly but not roughly and pulled her close to him as he licked her lips and then kissed them.
“Take off your clothes,” he told her and she complied.
She never took her eyes off him, loving how he looked at her like he was going to eat her alive. Once she was fully undressed, except for her heels, Robert turned her around. He kissed her neck and down her back. Chrisette began to breathe more rapidly, getting excited from the touch of his lips on her body. She quickly turned around, wanting to kiss him and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a muscular physique and then unbuttoned his pants to find him in a pair of black boxer briefs with a dick that looked like it could bust through a wall.
She ran the tips of her nails up and down his dick while it was still inside his boxers. He had the sexiest body she had seen. The intensity of their kisses moved to tight grips on each others’ bodies. Robert lifted her up, placed her on the bed, and rolled her over on her stomach. He bent down and kissed her leg to her ass and back, rubbing his hands on her body.
Chrisette again couldn’t resist and had to turn around to look at him, she wanted to taste him, and nothing was going to stop her. She pulled down his boxer briefs and wrapped her hand around his big dick, knowing that she wouldn’t fit it all in her mouth but she was damn sure going to try.
Robert reclined on the bed with Chrisette between his legs. She licked every inch of his dick then stroked it as she took his nuts into her mouth. He moaned, feeling her warm mouth attacking his package. She sucked his dick with the strongest suction he’d ever experienced, bobbing her
head fast, as she hummed giving his dick an insane vibration. She did the same to his nuts, waiting for him to explode in her mouth. Robert palmed the back of Chrisette’s head and just as he was about to cum pulled her head up.
“What are doing baby, why did you stop me?”
Robert didn’t say a word but pulled her up further onto the bed, this time with her lying on her back. He put her long, shapely leg over his shoulder and kneeled in front of her on the bed. His fingers ran down her leg and meet her pussy lips.
“Open your legs,” he ordered.
She spread them wider, feeling his fingers touching her clit and then going inside her.
“You are so fucking sexy, you know that?” Robert said, licking his lips and kissing her ankle resting on his shoulder.
“I can say the same about you. Why are you teasing me, give me what I want,” Chrisette replied.
“What is it that you want?”
“Everything!” she answered, sure that she could withstand anything that Robert put on her.
“Remember you said that when we’re through!” he said with a smirk.
Robert placed her leg that was on his shoulder, over to the side to fully spread her open wide as he lay down on top of her and kissed her intensely. He bit her neck, and sucked on her breasts like a beast, leaving passion marks all over her body. Chrisette welcomed every bit of it and could not wait to feel Robert put his dick inside of her. The head of his dick touched her pussy lips as they continued to kiss and she eased her hand down to guide it in.
“Not so fast…trust me, it’s worth the wait,” Robert said.
Chrisette was open in every sense of the word. At this point she wanted him to dominate and give her what she craved. No sooner than those thoughts ran across her mind, Robert made his way down to taste her pussy.
She could feel the heat from him breathing before his tongue forced its way in her pussy, and ran circles around her clit. Chrisette arched her back and turned her head to the side as she grabbed onto a pillow and held it tight. Robert had her legs in the air, refusing to let them down as she scooted in the opposite direction, unable to be still. His tongue moved at a speed unfamiliar to her. Chrisette was sure that nothing came close to how Robert made her feel. She could hear him enjoying himself while he moaned as if he got pleasure from her satisfaction.
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