by ChaShiree M.
“So... hard… CURTIS!!” I yell as my body begins to shake, never having felt this much pleasure and pain in my life.
“Look down, baby. Look at how my snake spreads your little cave. You see the blood you graced me with, baby. Look and see how dirty we look together.” My head does as he says, and I would be a liar if I say it doesn’t make pussy wetter. What I am seeing is obscene. His cock has to be about 10x7, covered in my cream and blood. My pussy is spread, stretched to the max trying to accommodate him. Oh god. I shouldn't have looked. My nipples are getting harder as I look at what he is doing to me. “You see, baby.” he says between breaths as his body drips sweat. His hair is wet, soaked from this moment and I want him to drip it all over me.
“Kiss me Curtis. I want your sweat on me.” I beg him, as I pull my nipples, rolling my head back and forth. He drops my legs and leans into me, and the moment his mouth touches mine and his body slides against mine, I come once more. Who knew I was this kinky? Our lips, which are becoming best friends, fight for dominance, even though I don't really want it. I just love how it feels. My body shakes as I continue to release once more. His teeth sink into my neck and like Bella Swan I find myself leaning so he can really get it. Ridiculous I know, but with this man, I am finding anything he wants, I want to give him.
“Get on your knees and turn around, Yvette. I need to be deep inside you baby, to put my son in the spot where he will live and get strong for the next nine months.” Why does that make me a horny, hussy? Every time he says it, I want to lay on my back and give him everything. With no energy, but more desire and need then I thought I possessed, I get up and turn around.
“Oh yeah. Look at that ass.” Smack “I told you I was going to get you for being in that damn bar.” Smack “My woman doesn’t go to bars. Especially not without me. Smack.
“Yes.” is all I can say. Oh fuck. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh shit. The stinging in my ass is giving me a new feeling. His other hand is pulling my ponytail, my neck bent back as his cock slams in and out of me, smacking my ass as I bounce back against him over and over. My stomach aching from how deep he is. “So deep... so deep… don’t stop.” Smack
“Never baby. I am never stopping. This is my pussy. Fuck! Look at how red your ass is. I can see my handprint. So fucking sexy.” I can barely breath, exhaustion threatening to overcome me as I get lost in the smell of our escapades. My pussy smells sweet and tangy. Mixed with his manliness, it's toxic. “Aww shit, Lil Bit. It’s time. You ready baby?” his fingers pinch my clit as he speeds up. “Come with me, Yvette. Come with me.” He yells that last part as the heat from inside of him shoots into me, warming up the inside of me and finding its way to the place that will help us build a life. Knowing this sends me off a final time.
“Ahhhhh!!!!” I scream, shivering from being overworked and yet knowing it will never be enough. Falling face first into the pillow, I am dead. There isn’t an alive muscle inside of me anymore. He falls next to me and we simply stare at one another, letting our eyes do the talking. I use this time to really look at him. His chocolate eyes that I love. He pulls me into his arms, and I lay my head on his wet chest.
“Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you too much did I?”
“I am fine. Tired, but perfectly fine.” I tell him running my fingers over his chest. The truth is, now that all the excitement has died down, I am finding confusion as part of my emotion. I have so many questions, starting with why he disappeared for almost four weeks. I want to ask this. But first, I am going to enjoy laying in his arms.
Chapter Four
Curtis
We have been laying here for about an hour and though my hungry cock, that has barely gone down at all, has been throbbing, begging me to take her again, I know she has to be sore. “You feeling ok, Lil Bit?” I ask her, rubbing her head. She merely nods her head which is a bit of a red flag. “Did I hurt you baby?” Lifting her chin, I make her look at me so I can see the truth in her honey colored eyes.
“It hurt a little. But not as much as it felt good.” she lowers her head hiding the blush that spreads over her face.
“I’m sorry baby. Come one. Let’s take a bath.” we both get out of the bed and suddenly I am not sure it is a good idea. Standing before me, is the single most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her tits are perky and bountiful, more than a handful. The nipples round and pink. I can picture my sons feasting from them, growing big and strong. Of course, once they are asleep it is going to be daddy’s turn to quench my thirst before grabbing her wide, luscious hips and impaling her on my stick, once again planting another son inside of her. Shit. I need to snap out of it. My fucking hammer is standing at attention and by the licking of her lips I can see she is noticing too. “Not now, Lil Bit. Let’s soak a bit, eat and get some rest.'' I use my stern voice, since she seems to like it and I know her pussy needs a rest. Running the bath water, I turn and add some salts to it, keeping my eyes off of her for the moment as I try to control myself. I look up and note she is biting her lip. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing. It’s stupid.” she says, shaking her head.
“If it is in your head, baby, it is not stupid. Come on.” I lift her into my arms and step into the tub, seating her on my lap as we soak in the salt and bubbles. For a while we say nothing. I shampoo her hair and wash her with the loofah trying to refrain from copping a feel. “So, you want to tell me what your cute little brain is thinking?” She turns slightly to the side and looks up at me.
“I was just wondering if it...if I was good for you. You know. As good as your other girlfriends?” So fucking cute. I turn her the rest of the way around, so she is facing me. I know what I am about to tell her is going to be hard for her to believe, so I need her to see my eyes.
“Look at me, Yvette. I need you looking in my eyes when I say this.” I wait for her to stop fidgeting and raise her head. Her adorable forehead creased with worry as she sucks the lip I want to bite into her mouth. “This was my first time too. And yes, it was amazing.” I hear her breath suck into her chest as her mouth falls open.
“You… you were a virgin?” the incredulity in her voice would be almost humorous if I wasn’t dead serious. “How is that possible? I mean look at you. Your gorgeous.” he whispers that last part, her shyness coming back through. Chuckling, I lift her chin.
“I am glad you think I look good, baby.” I tell her before kissing her mouth, taking a moment to get lost in the feel of her in my arms. I know she can feel my cock underneath her, poking into her thighs, demanding entrance into her pussy, where it can command obedience and release. She begins to wiggle as our mouths love one another. I feel her body lift. She grabs my cock and before I can stop her, she impales herself on my cock.
“Ahhhhh…” she screams as she seats herself on my rod. I close my eyes trying to calm myself, so I don’t do the shit my mind is picturing. She begins to move up and down, slowly riding me as our mouths begin a slow dance once again. She rides me over and over, her hands on my shoulders as she whimpers and moans, her head falling back, her nipples teasing me. I suck each of them into my mouth over and over, cursing as I hold my urgency inside of me and let her take the lead, not wanting to hurt her.
“The fuck, baby. You feel so good on top of me, Lil Bit. Aww fuck. God damn it.” I let the words fall from my mouth, not caring how it sounds. My hand wraps around her neck, bringing her mouth back to mine, our tongues happy to see one another. She moves like a slow dance done under the moonlight. Her body, rocking back and forth, up and down. We continue the tongue tango as my fingers pull and pinch her tits, loving the way it makes her tits sway and her body shine as it rocks back and forth.
“Oh Curtis. It feels so good.”
“I know baby. I know. Are you ready for harder?” I ask her even as I am shifting us, so she is under me.
“Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me.” she says over and over her head rolling around the pillow. Lifting her ass in my hands I impale her over and over, the water in the tub, ice cold
, but a perfect background for the force of my thrusts. “I’m coming, babe. I’m coming.” she moans.
“Me too, baby.” We scream and release together, water splashing all over the floor as we come down, our bodies still moving frantically. “Fuck, you are perfect for me.” I confess catching my breath. We heave, clinging to one another until we both start shivering. “Come on Lil Bit. Out we go.” Lifting her out of the tub, I dry us both off. Pulling a shirt from the dresser, I tell her to lift her arms so I can put it on her. I step back and take in the sight of her in my shirt with nothing else on. Jesus. I am going to spend the rest of my life in a state of arousal being married to her. Turning my head and taking a deep breath, I pull on some shorts, not bothering with a shirt. “Come on baby. Let’s go eat.”
Walking downstairs into my kitchen, I can’t help but look around and try to see everything from her viewpoint. When I found the for-sale sign in the yard of this house a year ago, I decided to buy it, knowing that it was just going to be me living it. Never in a million years did I think I would find my future. “I’m sorry. I know it’s not much.” I say shrugging my shoulders as I open the refrigerator.
“I think it’s charming, Curtis. I love quaint houses. I bet it has a lot of history.” she says her voice so sweet and cute.
“I’m not sure. I never thought about it.” I answer honestly. “You allergic to anything?” I ask her realizing we don’t really know much about one another. I turn when I hear her laugh and my heart immediately warms more. She has the most melodic laugh I have ever heard. Like a fairy sprinkling tickle dust all over you. “What’s so funny Lil Bit?”
“It just dawned on me that I know nothing about you.” she says still laughing. “But considering what we just did, it feels like I should have known you forever.”
“That’s true. How about this, while we eat, we talk, and we ask each other anything.”
“Deal. And no, I am not allergic to anything.”
“Perfect.” I scramble us some eggs, make some toast and place some juice down at the table. We spend a few minutes eating before we begin talking,
“So, Curtis, I feel like we should start with the basics. How old are you?” I start chuckling. She’s right. She knows nothing about me. I, however, can’t say the same. The three weeks I spent following her, I found out everything I could about her. I found her FB and Instagram. I had my friend at the DMV look up her old driver’s license and found out where she grew up. I know her favorite store, color and drink. I also know she has dreams of going to college but hasn’t been able to afford it.
“I am 30.” I tell her.
“Did you grow up here in Chicago?”
“I did. I grew up on Michigan Ave. I am an only child. Both of my parents died in a car crash when I was twenty and I have been alone ever since. I met Mike three years ago when he expanded his business and was looking for experienced mechanics. I had just finished UTI in Chicago and was looking for a job. He took a chance on me and the rest they say is history.” I decide to just spill it all out. It’s not like there is much to tell. I am a simple guy, living a simple life. I just need to figure out how to make it more. For her.
Chapter Five
Yvette
Geesh my pussy hurts. Despite the bath which turned into a little more than just a soak, my kitty is still tender and swollen. Though I have to admit, I am not complaining. These less than 24hrs. have been amazing. I had no clue sex was like that. No wonder my friends go crazy over guys once they have sex with them. Hell, my mind is spinning, thinking of all the different ways and places we can do that again. Even now, when I should be trying to figure out why he left for those three weeks. “Anything else you want to know, Lil Bit?”
“Nor right this moment. How about you? Any questions for me?” I almost cough at the fact that his face turns bright red. I don’t know why he would be embarrassed. “I’m sorry. Did I say something wrong?” Suddenly I feel a bit uneasy.
“No. It’s not you. You’re perfect.” Oh.
“I don’t know about perfect. But I am open to all questions.”
“We can talk later, baby. Let’s get some sleep. Ok?” I hesitate, a bit confused. Doesn't he want to know about me? “I promise, baby, there is nothing wrong. Well not with you. It’s just there is much to tell you and right now, I would rather hold you. You might not want to be near me after you hear it. So please, for now, just let me hold you.” looking down at his hand, my heart begins to patter. His eyes say so much. I can read an apology in them, for what I don't know. But I also read no regret, possessiveness and determination. Funny enough, nothing but the apology scares me. For that reason, I take his hand and follow him to bed. He pulls the sheets back and we lay, face to face, with me snuggled under his neck. I should be on alert. I know this. But right now, all I feel is what I have felt since I met him. Safe and protected. Maybe sleep is a good idea.
“Are you awake, baby?” the words I hear that are followed by kisses all over my face waking me.
“Mmm. I am now.” I say stretching my arms above my head. “Curtis.” I gasp as his mouth wraps around my nipple, his tongue making it rise. I didn’t realize he had unbuttoned his shirt I was wearing.
“Good morning baby. You looked so delicious laying here, I couldn't resist. I don’t normally have dessert first thing in the morning, but fuck, when Krispy Kreme is offering a special creme filled pastry, what do you do?” Oh my. His mouth leaves my nipples and he shoulders his way between my legs. “Mmm. Look at her, baby. She’s already making creme for me.” He slurps and my back arches off the bed. Oh God. The sound is so obscene, yet it is so hot. He licks over and over from hole to nub. Every time his face lifts it’s wetter and wetter, covered in my juices. Why is this so hot? This happens to me moaning, him drinking, me screaming, him drinking. My hands in his hair pulling it seem to turn him on. I have no idea how long this lasts. No idea how many times I come before it is all too much.
“Curtis I can’t. Too much. I can’t.” I tell him my body feels like I am recovering from an X party. I keep shaking and jumping trying to come down from the high he has me on. He comes up, and I notice his cock is hanging out. Jesus. I really want that in my mouth.
“I want it in your mouth too, Lil Bit, but your pussy is already swollen, and you won’t get the first choke out before I am going to have to pull it from your mouth to slam it inside of you. Let’s wait, baby.” Oh, my goodness. I said that out loud?! Great. Just great Yvette. “Come on baby. Let’s go eat breakfast.”
I sit and watch him as he scurries around the kitchen making pancakes and sausage. Eh finally finishes and we sit. “Do you work today, baby?”
“Mmm no. I am off for the next two days.” I answer trying not to talk with my mouth full. “What about you?”
“As a matter of fact, I do have to work in a couple of hours. I was hoping you could come with me and then after we could spend the day together.”
“That sounds great. I just need to go home and get some clothes. I can’t just walk around in your shirt everywhere.” I say smiling trying to joke. Only .... The look on his face doesn’t say it is funny. In fact, it says the exact opposite.
“You definitely cannot. Something like that would take me from you before we have begun.” Well...ok then. Time to change the subject.
“So, your turn to ask me a bunch of questions.” I say putting some more of the delicious pancakes in my mouth. I look up at him, waiting for him to hit me with the hard stuff, but once again he looks...unsure.
“Hey why don’t we go to your house right now and get your clothes.” he says getting up and taking his plate. Now I know something is not right. Before I get deeper in, I need to know what he is hiding. Done with the lying, I push my chair back and stand up.
“You're married, aren’t you? Oh God! You lied about being a virgin. I think I am going to be sick.'' I grab my stomach trying to stop the vomiting from happening. How could I be this stupid? How did I let myself?
“NO! Yvett
e. I did not lie to you. I am not married...yet. I have no kids and yes, I was a virgin. Just like you.”
“Then what is going on, Curtis. Every time I tell you to ask me questions, you start acting weird. What am I supposed to think?” I am trying to quell my anxiety, but something doesn’t seem right. “Please just tell me what is going on.” And please don’t let it break my heart.
Chapter Six
Curtis
Shit. Shit. Shit. Talk about stuck between a rock and a hard place. I can either tell her that I am a stalker who followed her around, jerking off every time I saw her. Or, I can say nothing and risk losing her. The latter is not an option. Taking a deep breath, I turn toward the woman I have fallen in love with and pray she sticks around after this. “The truth is, Lil Bit, from the moment I saw you I knew you were supposed to be my future. I knew. But I just don’t feel like I have anything to offer you. At least nothing you deserve. So, I stayed away. Well, sort of. I changed my hours at work and started working the night shift, so I could follow you during the day and watch you.” I say the last part really fast, hoping maybe she won't hear it, or will miss it.
“I’m sorry. Did you say you have been watching me for the past three weeks?” I nod, too scared to let the words ‘yes’ leave my mouth. “Why?” she asks, her voice filled with uncertainty.
“I just…I just couldn’t let you get away from me, even from a distance. I wanted to know everything I could about you. I needed to know the woman who…” I stop before finishing not sure right now is the right time to say what I am thinking. She moves closer to me, her eyes showing concern.
“The woman who what, Curtis?” she asks her eyes shining and a bit emotional. Taking it as a sign that everything might be ok, I touch her face and tell her the truth.