by Girly G.
One night he surprised me with an unannounced visit. I was just stepping out of the shower when the doorbell rang. I slid into my silky, short, and sexy robe before answering the door. I wasn’t expecting him but I was happy to finally see him again. I opened the door wide granting him access. He walked in and closed the door behind him as my robe slid down over my curves falling to the floor.
He smelled of Ed Hardy cologne. The smell of a man drove me wild. He lifted his shirt over his head exposing his ripped abs. He dropped his pants and boxers leaving his erect penis standing alone. He climbed on top of me kissing me on my forehead, neck, and collarbone. I sunk into the bed at the touch of his tongue and lips on my skin. He placed his hands on my breasts cupping them as he licked circles around my nipples. He sucked them with just the right amount of force. I rubbed his ears and my fingers through his hair pushing his head onto my nipples.
He made his way into my walls stroking me slow, but steady. He felt so good inside of me. My body was in the state of tranquility. “Umm….ah…umm…ah” I moaned feeling him deep inside of me. He rolled over putting me on top of him. I sat down with caution sliding down inch after inch on his dick. I caressed his chest while I bounced up and down on his dick. He gripped my waistline guiding me to his preferred rhythm.
I gyrated my hips back and forth swallowing his dick inside of my screaming walls. He groaned as my pussy muscles latched onto his shaft. I dug my nails into his chest trying hard not to scratch him. Heat ran up and all throughout my body. My legs began to shake uncontrollably. “Ah shit…Miles oh Miles” I shouted as I climaxed.
We then traded places. Once again his strong body was on top of me. He then began pounding me. The sounds of our moans and my juicy pussy splashing as he went in and out were turning me on. His thrusts were growing harder. His speed had increased. He held onto my arms while he fucked me. “Ah…ah…ah…Miles…Miles…Miles” I moaned. Just as I was about to cum again he pulled out. He let his sperm soar through the air.
I turned over on my side waiting for him to hold me in his arms. I wanted to feel his dick pressed against my ass. He rolled over once he finished. Then he got up and started putting his clothes on. He kissed me on my forehead and told me how much he enjoyed me. “Is there anything I can do for you?” he asked. “Whatever you want to do for me is fine” I replied.
I walked him to the door locking it after giving him a deep kiss. I walked back into my room high of sex weed. I had just cut on the television when I noticed a check on the night stand. I was surprised to see it was blank with only his signature on it. I smiled because both his ways and the gesture were so sweet. I turned off the T.V and grabbed my pillow. It wasn’t long before the T.V started to watch me. I had drifted off to sleep. That outstanding Nyquil sex had me so weak.
I yearned to be with him as weeks passed without seeing him had come and passed. Hearing his voice was just not enough to get me through the days. Going out with Tom and Bob only made me miss him even more. I anticipated his call like he was a prisoner. As if he was only able to call me certain times of the day with me not being able to call him at all it was torture.
“Hello Special” his sexy voice said into the phone. “Well hello there stranger to what do I owe this glorious occasion?” I teased. He chuckled for some reason he found me to be funny. “Do you miss me?” He asked. “Maybe I would if you gave me something to miss” I replied sarcastically. “I want to see you” he expressed.
“Oh really you’re going to find a way to fit me into your crammed schedule?” I asked. “Actually I’m going to clear it up for you” said Miles. “Wow I’m flattered. When will this be possible?” I asked. “I will let you know special” added Miles. “Ok sir Miles I’ll be waiting” I said. “Talk to you soon special” he said before hanging up the phone. I was damn sure missing him, but I didn’t want him to know he had me gone like that.
Later on that day I received a mysterious envelope. It was without any return sender information. I hoped like hell it wasn’t Sam with an attempt to regain my attention. Then again I knew he wouldn’t have left his address off. I anxiously tore open the envelope to see what was waiting for me on the inside. Revealed was a between you and me thinking of you card. Between it there was also a ticket to the magnificent Beyoncé’s concert.
He remembered everything I said. I thought back to when we were holding a conversation about how she was my favorite artist. I felt so special at the moment and couldn’t wait for the Friday of the concert to come. Thursday afternoon Sam had placed $3,000 dollars into my bank account. Even after I put his ass on the back burner he was whipped. I used that to go and get the perfect dress and heels. I put the blank check Miles had given me on reserve. I just hadn’t figured out a suitable amount yet.
I hopped in my car ready to get myself more fabulous by sprucing up. I called up my stylist and let her know that I needed some immediate attention. I had her to style it however she saw fit as long as I was banging. I had done my toes and nails mani and pedi treatment. I got my eyebrows arched and now it was on to the hardest part of it all, my outfit.
My first stop was Saks Fifth Avenue. I found the perfect White and Gold strapless Gucci dress. It hugged every inch of my curves tight. I also bought some Gold heels with a sexy slim heel. I was like a kid in a candy store. Once I got everything I needed I headed back to my house. I was burning with anxiety and anticipation.
Friday was just not coming fast enough so I kept myself occupied until it was time to lay myself to rest. Friday morning Miles called me to let me know he would be picking me up around 6:00pm. At 3:00pm I began my preparations for our date. I wanted to see him, but not more than I was looking forward to seeing my bitch Beyoncé. At 5:59pm I was standing outside waiting with my Rolex watch set, Gucci shades, and Gucci bag.
At 6:00pm sharp he arrived in a black on black 08’ Bentley coupe. My pussy got wet just from the sexy ass car alone. He stepped out of the car looking like the world’s sexiest man. He was dressed classy in Cavalli. He walked over opening my door like the gentleman that he was. “You look heavenly” he complimented. “Thank you, you look quite dapper yourself” I said returning the compliment.
He returned to his side of the vehicle “Are you ready for a wonderful night?” He asked. “More than ready” I replied. We arrived at the sold out concert taking a seat in two of the best seats in the house. My stomach overflowed with butterflies. I was so in awe of her. The lights flashed throughout the arena as she made her grand entrance. My eyes were filled with excitement. I idolized her. I loved the way she was able to control her body she had some moves.
Miles was drooling just as much as I was while she jolted her goods. She flaunted all of her sexiness across the stage as I sat there engaging in her every move. She sang all of her hits new and old. I snapped my fingers singing along to all of them. I had such a great time with Beyoncé and oh yeah him too.
When we returned to the car I was still singing and picturing her strutting all around that stage. Miles could see the enjoyment written all over my face. Although my voice wasn’t good enough to pay bills, I could hold a note at least I thought so. He left the radio off just so I could serenade him. I thought that was sweet.
We then pulled up to an ice cream shop. I nudged him on the arm “How did you know about my addiction to ice cream?” I asked. “I guess I’m just observant” he replied. He walked around the car to open up my car door. “After you special” said Miles holding the door. I could smell the flavors and taste the creaminess before even walking in. I ordered strawberry cheesecake ice cream with chocolate covered strawberries and whip cream. Miles ordered two scoops of butter pecan with caramel and bananas.
I fed him some of my chocolate covered strawberries with whip cream. “Damn” I said from the way he wrapped his lips around that strawberry. I wanted to feel them on my strawberry. He then started feeding me some of my ice cream. I sucked up the entire strawberry and his finger into my mouth. I felt a thump and the moisture be
tween my legs growing.
I asked the employee for a can of whipped cream. We were all alone besides the employees. I squeezed some whip cream onto his lips sucking it all off. Before we were able to put on a real show he asked me if I was ready to go. “Hey special let’s get you home” he said. I grabbed the whip cream and left everything else including my fantasy right there on the table.
On the drive home my pussy became drenched anticipating him fucking me. The soft music continued to get me in the mood while we got closer and closer to my destination. I reached underneath my dress retaining some of my vaginal secretions. I took the first taste “Umm…just like ice cream” I said to myself. I reached my hand down there a second time. This time I let him sample the goods. “You like that?” I asked shoving my finger into his mouth. “Yes special it’s nice and sweet” he said.
By this time I couldn’t wait I just had to have a part of him. I crawled across to the driver’s seat, zipped down his zipper, and pulled out his semi-hard cock. I sprayed some of the whip cream up his shaft and on his head then sucked it all up. I knew it was hard for him to concentrate on driving with the activities I was performing on him. He grabbed onto my head using the other one to control the steering wheel.
We swerved through lanes as horns honked. I tried to lift my head, but he pushed me back down. He gripped a hand full of my hair shoving my face up and down on his dick. His foot floored the pedal closer to the floor as he tightened his grip on my hair. I sucked and licked while he continues to swerve through the lanes on the interstate. I felt the car take off full speed ahead. Then I locked my lips tight around his cock as the taste of sperm and cream flowed smoothly down my throat.
Now I was more than ready for that big dick to be inside of me. Still with a ways left until we reached my domain I inched my dress up above my midsection. I scooted down in my seat cocked my legs wide open and placed one on the dashboard. I grabbed one of his hands attempting to put his fingers inside of my pussy. Unfortunately he couldn’t reach it a comfortable way. I wasn’t about to let that stop me.
I touched myself palming my breasts and pinching my nipples. I traveled downward gripping my thumping cunt aggressively. I rubbed it back and forth from my hole to my clitoris imagining that it was his dick. I stuck my fingers inside going in and out pounding against my clit. “Um…Miles…fuck me baby… I moaned as I pleased myself. He kept turning his head between me and the road. It was extremely hard for him to focus with my loud moans and me fucking myself right beside him.
“Miles fuck me faster” I said as I fucked myself faster. I took my finger out and teased my clit fast, but gently. “Ah…ah…Miles…” I moaned. I was getting so hot. I inserted my finger back inside. “Baby…baby…” I moaned. I searched for my spot and that I found. “Oh Miles…Miles…baby it’s coming…its coming” I said releasing my orgasm. I then took my foot from the dash board and sat upright again.
“That was good baby” I said. We were just down the street from my home. “Are you going to stay with me tonight?” I asked. “Not tonight special, but I had a wonderful time. Thank you for your company” he replied. “When might I have the pleasure of seeing you again Sir Miles?” I asked. “I’ll plan something and let you know” he replied. “That’s fine” I said as he showed me inside my building. I was mad as hell. I wasn’t cool with that shit at all. I wanted some dick. I needed some all-night straight fucking.
He had pissed me off so I decided to take Bob up on his offer. I felt that was a better way to spend my time instead of sitting around waiting on Miles. He had asked me to accompany him to Cancun, Mexico. He was waiting on me to give him an answer so I said yes. It was full of beautiful scenery. The beaches were breathtaking. The food was delightful and the people were friendly. We danced with the belly dancers shaking their maracas and wearing their sombreros.
More than anything I wished I was sharing the experience with Miles. It would have been much more romantic and intimate. As much as I enjoyed Mexico I couldn’t wait to get back home to see Miles. He was just such a joy to be around that you couldn’t help, but want to be with him at all times. Even though I couldn’t have him when I wanted him I couldn’t stay mad at him for long.
Once I arrived back in my residence I noticed a letter pushed under the door. It was from Miles. He had stopped by while I was away. “Damn” I said to myself. I should’ve just stayed my ass home and waited on him. I took a shower and curled up in my bed. I could still smell his cologne on my sheets. I couldn’t get the sight of his smile out of my mind.
7:00 in the morning I was awakened by my ringing telephone. I just grabbed it and answered it without even opening my eyes. “Hello” I said into the phone in a sleepy voice. “Well hello there special rise and shine” said Miles. I turned from sleepy to alert once I acknowledged the fact that it was him. “Hey Sir Miles” I said in an excited manner. “We’re going to have a private picnic. I’ll be there around 5:00 this evening to pick you up. Wear some athletic gear and some tennis shoes” he added. “Ok baby” I replied. “I’m looking forward to seeing you” he said before hanging up the phone.
I rolled over getting back into the groove of my sleep. I was feeling so much better after hearing from him. I slept in late with nothing on my agenda. When I woke up I lay around watching T.V until about 3:00 that afternoon. I then took a shower, put on my spandex tights, my sports bra, and my puma running shoes. I braided my hair in a French braid and tied it into a bun.
He was right on time as usual. “You look like you’re about to run a marathon or teach an aerobics class” he teased. He wasn’t wearing a shirt exposing all ten of his abs. He was wearing some Jordan basketball shorts and Jordan sneakers. “Are you ready to break a little sweat?” He asked. “I’m ready for anything” I assured him.
We arrived at this huge park with a beautiful Lakeview, a tennis court, and a basketball court. He popped the trunk which held a basketball, two tennis racquets with balls, a cooler full of goodies, and a blanket. He grabbed the sports equipment then we headed over to the courts. First we played Tennis. I knew absolutely nothing about the game other than hitting the ball back and forth across the net. Half of the time I couldn’t get the ball anywhere in his area. I just had him running around the court like a chicken with his head cut off.
I enjoyed seeing him chasing that ball around as much as he enjoyed watching my ass jiggle in those tights. I hit the ball and it hit him directly in the genitals. “Ooh…baby I’m sorry” I said to him. I knew that had to hurt. He fell to the ground holding it in his hands. He looked like he was in so much agony. I felt sorry, but I planned on making it all better later on. I walked over to his side of the net. “Awww…poor baby…you want me to rub it for you boo?” I asked.
The moment I kneeled down to the pavement he jumped up. “It’s not over” he said. I screamed trying to run away from him. “Come here woman” he said chasing me around the court. I was no track star so it didn’t take long for him to catch me. He grabbed me from the back. “I got you” he said nibbling on my neck. “Ok you got me I surrender have your way with me” I said. “You ready to play some basketball?” He asked. “Sure” I replied.
We walked over to the court and put down the tennis racquets. He passed me the ball and I almost broke a nail. “Watch the nails baby” I said. He smiled. I ran past him and carried the ball all the way to the goal and scored a basket. “Yeah…” I cheered he clapped. “Good shot” he said. “How much are we going up to?” I asked pumped up after making a shot. “We can go up to ten baby” he said.
“Ok so that means I have five to your zero” I said. “You’re still going to lose” he said with a grin. “No I’m not. Look your shoes are untied” I said. I waited until he bent down to tie his shoe then ran to the hoop and made another shot. “That’s six to your zero” I taunted. “So you’re playing like that are you?” He asked. “That’s right” I said. He tussled with me until taking the ball out of my hands. He dribbled it to the basket and dunked th
e ball into the goal. “That’s one how you like that?” he asked. “That’s no fair no dunking” I whined. “Ok special that’s not all I have in my bag of tricks” he said.
He dribbled to the three-point line and shot it. The ball hit nothing but net. “Count it babe that’s my three to your six” he said. “I’m counting” I said. He dribbled in between my legs teasing me. I snatched it and ran to the goal and scored basket number seven. It all came down to the last point. We were tied at nine. I had the ball. I felt like I was playing in a championship game and it was all up to me to come out with the victory.
He was playing defense on me hard with his dick pressed up against me. I grabbed his two friends something he surely wasn’t expecting. Once he crotched over I made my move and scored the winning basket. I felt like a WNBA player. “Ah…ah…ah…I won…I won… I won” I screamed. “Yeah you won baby…” he said giving me my props. He carried me on his back to the car. I chanted gloating in my triumph over him all the way there. “Are you ready for some relaxation?” He asked. “I surely am” I replied.