Three Years Ago
“Move your hand.”
I stared down at my dream girl, waiting patiently for her to grant me access to the next step in making love to her. With pussy as sweet and wet as hers, I could have kept my tongue inside her for hours and eventually drowned in it, dying a happy man.
But Marie deserved the dick I would give her. She stared back; excitement and apprehension battling for control in her eyes. She moved her hand, once again showing off her pretty dark mound, glistening with confirmation of those two orgasms and her increasing arousal. I stepped forward and lined myself up at her entrance; my dick throbbed dangerously.
With my eyes glued to her face, I slid inside of her slowly, trying not to lose myself in how tight and hot she was. Her eyes widened in surprise and then a joyous smile touched her lips as her body adjusted around me. I pushed slowly until I hit the back. Her body convulsed and she whimpered in response; I stopped and surveyed her, committing this moment to memory.
“What’s wrong?” Her brows furrowed with worry, but I shook my head.
I couldn’t tell her I was falling in love all over again because I hadn’t told her I fell in love to begin with. I stroked her again, moving a little quicker. Her heavy breasts jiggled, pulling my focus from her face to her delectable chocolate nipples. I teased the right nipple, softly tugging it between my fingers.
“Madi.”
My name rolling off her tongue mid-moan tortured me. She wrapped around me so perfectly that it wouldn’t take much for me to lose my cool and blow it all right there. But she deserved so much more than my nut. I wanted her crazy about this dick and me. If I was going to be addicted, I wanted to give her a reason to come back and drug me up.
Lifting one of her legs over my shoulder changed the angle and I sank deeper in her sweet heat. something I could tell she didn’t think possible judging by how loudly she cried out each time my dick hit her spot.
“Right there?” I asked, not really needing or expecting an answer. Her melodic cries, the soundtrack to this moment, provided confirmation I’d pressed the button to activate her water fountain. Within seconds, she was creaming on my dick. I pulled out a little bit and glanced at the mess she made and smiled. I pushed into her again, and picked up the pace. The sounds of her pussy happily constricting around me was literal music to my ears, like all those songs she wrote for the radio.
“Madi,” she moaned louder.
“Talk to me, baby.”
“It feels too good,” she whimpered, and I knew she was about to cum again. Her pussy tightened and flexed around my dick, trying to force my surrender, but I steeled my self and fucked her harder.
“I know, baby, I know.” I lifted the other leg to meet the one on my shoulder. “You look so fucking good taking this dick, Marie.”
“Oh my God,” she shouted and tried to drop her legs from my shoulders. I stopped and pulled back, staring at her until she met my gaze.
“Keep them legs where I put ‘em or I’m gon’ stop,” I warned.
“Madi,”she pleaded. I shook my head.
“You want this dick?” She nodded. “You want to cum?”
“Yes. Please, Madi.”
“Put them legs back.” She lifted them back onto my shoulders, locked her ankles around my neck, and I gave her what she begged for. I plunged deep, pulling back to the tip each time, edging her closer to her orgasm.
She shut her eyes as her body tensed and reached its pleasure peak. But I needed that visual; wanted to see what played out on her face when her body surrendered to me.
“Naw, babygirl, open your eyes and look at me while you cum all over this dick.”
Those were the magic words. Her body thrummed and pussy spasmed uncontrollably around my dick while she spewed a string of unintelligible words and sentences. Her eyes never left mine as I stroked straight through her climax.
When her body ceased its shaking, I slowed and grinned at her. Her choppy, erratic breathing transitioned to calmer inhalations. Before I let her legs down, I plunged into her again, just to tease. But her pussy locked around me once more as she exploded a second time.
“Oh my God, Madiiiiiii.” I thrust inside her one last time before my dick swelled and I filled the condom.
“Shiiiiiit,” I groaned. The strength of her grip intensified my nut; it felt like she was trying to pull every last drop from my balls.
My knees weakened and I collapsed forward, using my forearms to prevent dropping my full weight on her. In between fighting for air, I kissed her nipples and around her collarbone before blazing a path to her face. When my lips met her wet cheek, my eyes shot to her face and I was alarmed by the tears sliding down her cheeks.
“Marie, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” Her pussy pulsed and contracted around me when she laughed. That shit felt good, but what the hell was going on?
“Boy, ain’t nothing wrong. That second orgasm almost took my ass out,” she exclaimed laughing some more.
I relaxed a little bit and then the gravity of this moment hit me. Anxiety swirled in my stomach. I was never going to be able to let her go.
“Madi, was it good for you?” She asked, suddenly serious like watching her fall apart on my dick wasn’t one of the greatest moments of my life. I kissed her soft and slow, hoping to convey even a small part of what I felt.
“Your pretty ass is going to be a problem.”