by Nicety
He mounted my backside, spreading my cheeks softly. He leaned forward aiming and positioning his erect manhood downward, thrusting to insert his self inside of me. I winced as his dick rubbed up against the opening of my back door. He pressed cautiously sending signals that he wanted to enter. It had never been previously opened before and I was frightened beyond belief of the pain. There was no lubrication of any kind, lightening the load for me back there. The harder he pressed the more I knew this was about to happen. My limbs trembled in fear the closer he came to kicking my door in. He hurdled back curtly holding my cheeks apart then hammered down powerfully.
My teeth bit down on the comforter and my fingers clenched down as well. He separated my shoulder length hair into two halves and wrapped them around both of his hands, pulling back as if he were riding a horse. My head jolted back releasing a torrent of deep cries but the pain was not as unbearable as I initially thought. He had cleverly slid his beef down past my asshole and into my saturated snatch. The further he drilled into me the more he pulled my hair arching his back and thrusting forward with all of his might.
“Ughhh,” I panted still clenching the bed sheets.
“Tell me you love it,” He sneered lustfully.
I could not speak. His pulling of my hair coupled with my clit rubbing against the bed made me want to explode and fall weak right there. It was erotic, exotic, and lascivious. My toes curled and my teeth clenched. I could feel him pulling my hair harder and further as I tapped at his left hand attempting to tap out.
“Am I hurting you?” He asked leaning down near my ear.
“Wait I need to readjust,” I lied.
I was not sure he would fall for that but when I felt him back out of me I knew I had won the battle. He leaned back just enough to allow me to maneuver to a more comfortable position, but he didn't anticipate me slithering out from under him.
"What are you doing?" He asked kneeling to nibble slightly on one of my nipples.
"Stop talking."
"Hey this is not your show. I do the ordering around here."
"I said, stop talking," I demanded.
Drenched from all the excitement, my fingers held the duty of keeping my pussy warm and aroused by rubbing my clitoris rapidly. My knees scraped the comforter as I crawled up to him shoving him down to his back. He was confused as to what I was doing siting he was not finished with his daddy long stroke. The bed was perfectly still, neither one of us made a peep. The animal instinct inside of me prompted me to hunt him, as I crawled on top of him downing his dick a few times to lubricate it nicely. Just as his moans became more pronounced, I straddled his waist sliding down on his shaft fitting it like a glove.
“Starla…” he bellowed deeply.
He grabbed hold of my tits while they bounced up and down in his face. His muscled torso sat up as he reached one hand around clenching all of my hair and pulling it to the side. My pussy flowed juices down onto him leisurely as his tugs made me hotter by the second. I wanted this feeling to last a lifetime. I looked into the shadows of his eyes realizing he was enjoying this feeling more than anything his self. I reached my hands up to feel his facial expression noticing his mouth was agape and he was trapped in sex face.
“I love this dick baby.” The words flew from my mouth as I secreted even more loveliness onto him.
“Ah, shit,” he breathed flexing his muscles and pulling my hair even harder. “Ooo, shit.”
My hands ventured up towards his hair running my fingers through his hair. He was never one to keep a lengthy amount of hair on his head, always remaining well groomed. Nonetheless, I was determined to return the favor to him to see how he liked it. Without fail, I clenched two hands full of his short hair gripping it tightly with all of my might and pulling to no end.
He jerked his hips rapidly with every tug he endured pumping back into me harder than ever. The harder he pulled my hair, the harder I pulled his as I bounced up and down on him like I was on a pogo stick. The tip of his head pounded inside of me, slapping our skin together hard, becoming one with one another.
I slid onto his shaft like butter, slow but easy. My tight youthful pussy immersed him securely downing him in one gulp. I released a sexy little whimper but was determined to be a big girl and take his massive sized dick all the way in. He loved every minute of it leaning his head back on the bed ready to relax and enjoy. I bounced up and down swiftly, rolling my hips allowing him to dig inside of me pressuring me to climax. My ass cheeks bounced hard giving his legs a good beating on the way down. He grabbed them, squeezing tightly as his warmth rose, being a sucker for a fat ass.
“Ahh, shit. Mmm, yeah,” I screamed.
“Take this dick baby. You like that shit, huh? You like this dick?” He tauntingly asked as he forcefully pushed my cheeks down on his dick harder and rapidly.
“Yes, baby. Hell yes.”
“Do you love me baby? I wanna hear you say it.” I could feel his climax approaching but he was determined to hold it back. “Say it.”
“Hell yes baby.”
My pussy was throbbing in overtime by now and I felt like I did when I was fucking after having smoked about three primos. His dick felt so good in fact, that I was already on my third orgasm since mounting his oversized Johnson. He leaned forward still gripping my ass, flicking his tongue around my nipples sending shudders of ecstasy through me.
He scooted down making leverage for his self so he could thrust his pelvis into me making me yelp louder in pain but still pleasure. My screams became more high pitched with every thrust he made breaking me down slowly as my pussy ejaculated all over him.
I exhaled pain, emotion, exhaustion, and then sorrow. Sorrow because I was finally receiving the feeling of being desired, wanting that I had been longing for forever. I finally felt sexy as I gyrated my hips in conjunction with his. My breast rode in stride along with my pelvis, which seemed to be in sync with cum blasting from my clitoris and it was more pleasure than I had felt in years. The strength being exuded from his fingers pulling on my hair and forcing me to submit to his every whim, made me cum harder than anyone has ever done and yet I could not help but wonder how long this feeling would last.
The emotions I was experiencing all at once were put on hold when I looked down to see him scooting further up under me. He was unleashing unto me the worst pounding my pussy had ever felt. He was almost curled up into a ball as he pulled me near to his body hugging my backside to ensure I did not break my stride. Still gripping my hair, I refused to let his go no matter how wild his moans became.
“Ah shit! I’m bout to fuckin’ cum….I’m bout to…” He screamed so loud I was sure the neighbors heard him.
“Pull that shit. If you gon’ do it don’t play with it,” I snapped. “Pull my fucking hair baby, agh.”
My clit was on fire. I jerked up and down on his dick feeling as though I never wanted to stop. It was an awesome feeling as my walls squeezed tightly around his shaft conforming to his shape. We fit perfectly around each other. He began jerking inside of me wildly pumping as his face became frozen in pleasure. He was banging me so hard that I thought I would need surgery after this. If I did I would go with a smile since it felt so damn good.
“Pull it harder dammit,” I growled.
Yeah, he was cumming and that was wonderful but there was no way I was going to allow him to cum that hard without me. He did as he was instructed. I felt ecstasy reach the tip of my clit as I bounced my plumped backside up and down briskly. Every fiber of my being was on fire as he pulled me closer and closer squeezing me tighter and tighter. I felt a rush of excitement flow through me. Every nerve in my body was tingling and all I could do was thank God for sending me this man. He was everything I needed, everything I wanted and more. I was the luckiest woman on the planet as far as I was concerned.
“I love you baby.” The words flew out of my mouth unconsciously.
“Ahh,” he responded in a raspy groan.
It was not the response I wa
s looking for but it was one that I recognized. His motions slowed along with mine. He gave my hair a good yanking as he pushed deep inside of me releasing all that he had inside of me. It was freaky, it was sexual, but most of all it was mind-blowing. I quickly hopped off of him allowing his dick to thump against his stomach, before I used my mouth to gently scoop it up licking and swallowing it into my mouth.
As I downed him sucking hard, I felt his body lock like a dead bolted door. He gritted his teeth attempting to gain self-control from the burst of pleasure being sent from my mouth that was making his toes curl. I released his manhood prompting him to exhale deeply and relaxing his muscles. The room was quiet with the faint sounds of breathing mixed with a few midnight nature creatures outside of the window.
“Baby…what are we going to do?” I muttered as I snuggled in close to his carved torso.
“I don’t know.” He shook his head holding me close and giving my temple the sweetest, most endearing peck. “I don’t know.
“We were meant to be together. There’s nobody else in the world for me but you. I can’t eat or sleep unless I think of you, baby. You’ve gotta believe me.”
“Starla, I want nothing more than to be with you. Things are just so complicated. Let’s get some rest though. When we wake up in the morning, we’ll know exactly what to do.”
“You think so?” I sighed. “I’m just so scared. There are so many possibilities, so many questions and not enough answers.”
“Stop worrying so much. You can’t stress after great sex like we just had. Just sleep on it, baby. It’ll all come to you in the morning.”
As I stared out into the night sky, I could not help but wonder if this was for real or if what we had experienced in these last few days was merely horseplay. We had decisions that needed to be made and problems that needed solutions. But, for that moment and that night, we silently agreed that the best thing for us was to live in this moment. Instead of sorting, questioning, or doubting we decided to give each other something we both had been missing and yearning for years, intimacy. He held me close never thinking of letting me go and I…I felt secure in his arms.
The Morning After
I awoke with the bright shine of sunlight smoothly caressing my face. My arms stretched to the ceiling as I sat up looking around the room wondering why I was alone. There was no telling how long I was there by myself but the feeling of loneliness overwhelmed me quickly. A swift turn towards the alarm clock on my nightstand informed me that if I did not get up and jump in the shower, I would be late for my 9am appointment. Being late would only further the notion that I had no respect for them or their time.
Nervously, I rushed through my shower, toweled off, and tied my now weaveless wet shoulder length hair into a tight professional bun. Snatching my wedding ring from the vanity, I slipped it on without hesitation and raced to the closet to pick out the hottest outfit I could find. I ended up settling on a great three quarter sleeved pink blazer, some skinny jeans, and my pink Louboutins. I figured I would wear only a black-laced bra under my blazer to keep it sexy rather than bland like I was used to.
This was a new day and I needed to be a new me. I quickly polished my face with my favorite colors then grabbed my satchel and headed to the car, skipping breakfast and coffee. I could catch it later. Besides, I was more nervous than hungry anyway. Even if I tried to eat I probably would not be able to keep it down.
The whole drive had my armpits glistening, as I took deep breaths to relax myself from fainting and passing out. I had to cut on the air conditioning to keep from fully sweating out my outfit and risk showing up looking like a wet dog. It was no secret that I was worried to know what the outcome of this appointment would be. Either way I was going to face it head-on and like a woman.
The nervousness was inevitable no matter how much I tried to calm myself and as I parked in the lot and exited my car the evidence of that was clear when I nearly fainted. My car door caught me just before I closed it though, which was indeed a close call. A deep breath with my eyes closed, helped me to focus on the big picture. That was being strong enough to handle anything that came my way even if I did not like the answer I was about to get. The outcome would not change whether I fell apart or not.
In the elevator, my feet grew weak and my pulse raced as I pushed the floor number. A swarm of people entered the elevator, two floors below the one I needed to be on and they could not have been slower in loading. I locked on to the gentleman in the front of the crowd noticing how cute he was with his goatee and dreads. His suit fit snug and nice to his body and his skin looked like it could be brown silk.
He was beautiful in every sense of the word but in the mist of licking my lips I could not help but imagine he was somebody else. My pussy grew so moist from being deep in my thoughts that I almost missed my floor, pushing past the Greek God and on to my destination. He was something nice to look at, a beautiful specimen; nonetheless there was nothing for me in his pocket, nothing that would appreciate with value and time.
I pushed through the double glass doors and into the office greeting the receptionist with a nod. Immediately, she knew who I was and nodded back thumbing up for me to enter her office as I walked by her. For weeks, I had been here and today was my last appointment. For me to say that I was elated was an understatement. It was judgment day and I could not wait to know how well I had done over these past few weeks.
My life had been through hell and back this past year but it was finally beginning to piece back together and make sense again. I made it on time with only minutes to spare. The huge brightly sun lit office was silent as I walked in. I walked around the large floor plant sitting next to the vintage leather sofa then took a seat. I set my purse on the floor next to my feet and prepared for the doctor to turn around in her seat and disconnect her phone call.
“Ah, Mrs. Jacobs, so nice of you to join us. I thought we were going to have to start the session without you or at the very least send out an APB.” Dr. Bramstein smiled, as she hung up the phone and walked around to her big leather “listening” chair.
Her hands were empty not holding the usual pen with the big black journal she most often adorned during my visits. This older damn near unfriendly Caucasian woman was my worst enemy when I first laid eyes on her. She batted down every excuse I made for myself and made me look deeper into the underlying problem. She made me question all of my faults, reevaluate my actions and put my faith in myself to the test. She made me face my fears candidly and for that I couldn’t have been more grateful. She made me the strong, confident woman I knew I could be.
But, now, on my last day, all I want to do was kiss the woman for her brilliance. I had no faith that she was an expert at what she did. Sometimes doctors think they know more than actually do so they give false information sending their patients off on blank missions. I had no faith in her work whatsoever. But, once I began implementing her teachings into my everyday life I slowly began to realize this woman was a freaking genius.
“Naw, I made it in the nick of time Dr. B,” I laughed.
“So, how was your last week?” Dr. B asked sternly straightening her eyewear.
“Well I think it went great. I mean, we had a few hiccups where it didn’t seem like we were going to go through with it sometimes but we pulled through somehow,” I countered.
“And, what about you, Mr. Jacobs?”
“She basically summed it all up. I believe that with the hard work and dedication we can do anything…together.” Chino smiled pulling me in towards him and wrapping his arm around the small of my back.
“Ah. So I see we’ve made much progress in this last week. So you guys have completed the 3 steps of the program as well?” Dr. B interlocked her fingers shooting us an intrigued expression.
Chino and I stumbled over the question playfully laughing like horny teenagers. Truth be told, the whole month was a wild ride. Especially since we could not have sex or touch each other in a sexual manner, for the first three we
eks of the program. However, this last week we have been like little horn dogs in heat unable to keep our hands off of each other.
We gazed into each other’s eyes and we knew...we just knew. There was nothing left to say and no more questions needing to be answered. We had all of the answers. Showing up for our last meeting today was all the validation we needed. The dark cloud over our marriage was definitely lifted and we were in a much better place as a couple.
“Doc, your program is a life saver. We struggled in the beginning, you know with the no touching thing but the last phase, Forgiveness with the 3 steps, Choke Me, Spank Me, Pull My Hair were phenomenal! I still can’t believe that it actually worked.” I giggled interlocking fingers with Chino. “The Communication Phase was so awesome because we got to finally just sit and listen to what we were actually feeling inside without restrictions. It was a huge weight lifted off of our shoulders once everything got out in the open.”
“Yeah, and the Understanding Phase helped us realize that mistakes are just that and that we’re all human. We can learn to understand each other if we take the time to. I think this helped us rekindle the spark we felt for each other when we first got married so many years ago giving us the tools to make it many more years to come.” Chino pecked my forehead. “I got to admit, doc. I thought I had lost this woman. I figured she was gone forever and I thought I could not live without her. You not only gave me a newfound understanding for our marriage but you also gave me one for myself too. I know now that you must love yourself before you can love anyone else.”
“Yes, baby. I totally agree,” I added.
“Uh, huh, and so have you both cut off all ties to your significant others?” Dr. B asked inquisitively.
“Well I haven’t been speaking to the one that I had in my life. Ashley has called my cell from time to time and the office but I have been avoiding her at all costs. I even hear that she’s seeing my best friend, Mario, now. So I haven’t been thinking about her or trying to contact her.” Chino looked deep into my eyes.