by Xyla Turner
Goddamn. This woman is trying to have me blow all in her mouth.
She stroked me from the root to tip, as she fingered the pre-cum on the end only to lick it off her finger. I moan because it feels so good and she looks like a goddess kneeling in front of me with her wavy hair twisted on the top of her head. All she needed was a crown or a ring and she’d be my queen.
Xena looked at me the entire time with wide, dangerous eyes, like she knew something I didn’t. She licked me from the base to the slit, putting her tongue in the slit and licking it clean. She felt so good with her wet mouth rubbing all over me. The woman was ambitious because she tried to put my whole dick in her mouth, until it could go no further. The woman was halfway there, until she started to suck again, bobbing her head back and forth and pausing to see if she could go further. One of her hands massaged my sac and the other had her finger nails in my hips, holding me in the position she wanted.
After a while, she put her hands behind her back and looked at me, like she wanted me to take control. I whispered, “Baby girl, you know what I like.”
Xena liked it rough, I knew this, so I grabbed her hair with both hands to hold her still, so I could stoke my way home. God, she was so exquisite. Giving me her willing mouth and her docile position because she knew I like it like that. I swear I’m going to fucking marry this woman. Matt was right. She was the total package. I never thought about marriage before, but man, she undid me in and out of bed. I’d give it a few more months, before I broached the subject, don’t want to scare her off again. Hopefully, I just got her to stop running, now we’ll have to build up to everything else. Next on the list, she was moving in. I could just tell her, act like I’m asking her, just move her and fuck her into submission later or gradually let things progress. Me being the man that I am, will move her things, pay out her contract, and spank her sweet ass for questioning me.
With that thought, I pushed deep inside her mouth as she relaxed her muscles and took as much as she could. Her moans, which sent all sorts of signals through my body, cause me to take her deeper. Goddamn. She was sexy as fuck. I wanted her with that look in her eyes, that said, “Yes, Daddy.”
My thrust became frantic, as I gripped her hair tighter. She moaned, then added some teeth. I was close. Ahhh. I growled to her, “Swallow all of it, baby girl. Every drop.”
Xena moaned her acceptance, then I erupted in her willing mouth. I stood on my tip toes to make sure it was all in her mouth and then pulled out.
“Goddamn, baby. You know I love your mouth.”
That got me a smile, as I pulled her up, then guided her to the bathroom. I turned her around so she was facing the sink, with the mirror on the wall. “That’s what I like baby girl, you willingly giving me control. You like it too, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she sheepishly answered.
Turning on the faucet, I wet a wash cloth, so I can wash her face. I like caring for her like this, it makes me feel domestic. Never had I done this with other women because they would have assumed too much. Only her. Stepping back, I unzip the back of her dress and removed the strapless brassiere. I bent down on one knee, so that I could unlatch her sandals, while she leaned on me for support.
Xena stepped out of her clothes and turned to look me in the eyes, with that look. Like, I was the only man who could get that look of love. I lifted her up by her waist, as she wrapped her legs around me. Taking her to the bed, I sat down and scooted us up so I was close the headboard again. I wanted her on my face. She knew this from before, causing her to smile as she straddled my chest.
“I have a surprise for you,” she said.
She stood up on the bed, right over top of me and took her panties off. Then she bent down on her knees, right near my chest and pointed to her crotch area, right above her clit. I saw the bikini wax, which I loved, but I sat up a bit to see the symbol. Well, not a symbol, but a letter and a number. It looked like this:
I flipped her, so her back was on the bed and I was on top of her. Quickly turning on the light to inspect the embedded art, thoughts of what it might mean crossed my mind. Regardless, I needed her to say the words.
“What is this?”
“It’s X squared.” She replied simply.
“I know it’s X squared baby, but why do you have it tattooed on the top of your pussy?”
She sighed, “Because so far it’s just been me, Xena, doing me and then, along came you, Xavier, whose been doing you. And when you multiply both Xena and Xavier, you get double everything. Love, passion, craziness, sadness, you know, the whole works. So, that equals X to the power of 2 or X2
Goddamn.
My mouth was open as I stared at her with at a loss of words.
“Honey, you all right?”
Nothing from me.
“Was this okay? Is it too soon?”
She was getting worried because of my silence, but I could not say anything, I was five seconds away from tears or something resembling them leaving my eyes, as I had not cried in decades. And there was no way in hell I would cry in front of her. Hell would have to freeze over first.
“Are you mad? I can get it covered.”
I pushed her back down on the bed, squeezed her nipples, while I nibbled on them. Then I made my way down to her crotch and buried my face all the way in there. I forgot to turn on the music, so all I could hear was her moans and affirmation that I was doing what she liked. And fuck, I forgot to turn off the light because what I didn’t want her to see were my tears. I buried my face deeper in her pussy, shaking my head and blowing a breath to send a vibration through her, but also to wipe my tears in between her legs. She tasted so goddamn good. I licked her, then stuck a finger in her soaking pussy. She moaned, “Yeeeessss.”
I stuck another finger in her pussy as she moaned louder. To ease my anxiousness, I wanted her to be on fire, so I moved up to bite her nipple, while she squirmed under me even more. I lifted my head, “Relax baby girl, you like this, right?”
“Yes.”
“You can take more right, baby?”
“Yes.”
“That’s my good girl.”
Moving my fingers in and out of her dripping heat, I bit her other nipple a little harder, causing her to scream in esctasy. That’s my baby, she likes it. My fingers were stoking her harder and faster, so I moved down to lick her symbol of us, right above her swollen clit. Eventually, I moved down to suck on it as she tried to match my thrusts. She was close, I could feel it.
“Come all in my mouth baby and make Daddy happy.”
She moaned, then tensed up around my fingers. I licked her clit faster and faster, stroking her fast as she started squirting all over my face and in my hand. There was no need to catch it all because she erupting everywhere, which was fucking amazing to watch. As she calmed down, I continued to suck on our symbol. My dick was hard as a rock and all I wanted to do was bury it deep within her.
“Baby, you are still on birth control, right?”
“Yes,” she smiled down at me.
“You’ve been with no one else?”
“Not since you.”
Xena yelped when I nipped her thigh. I was so overcome with emotion, I thought I might break her. She already had love bites on her neck and various parts of her body from me, but I knew she liked me to claim her like that. On the very first night, I spanked her sweet ass and gave her so many hickies because that was me putting my mark on her. Like a dog near a pole. She was fucking mine.
On my knees, I crawled up over her and stayed on all fours. She looked at me and asked, “Is the tattoo really okay?”
“I love it, baby,” I responded, then added, “I want to get a matching one.”
Her face brightened up, “Really?”
“That was genius,” I kissed her lips.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and held my head, whispering to me, “Make love to me, honey.”
Goddamn.
“You read my mind, baby. I want to stay in your sweet body
all fuckin’ night. Fuck you slow, so you can feel and remember every stroke.”
She smiled, “Not too slow.”
My lips touched hers as she moved her legs apart, but I flipped her over so she was on top of me. My current mood was not conducive for me to be in control because I would fucking devour her. This woman actually made me tear up and no person had ever accomplished that in my adult years. Xena was excited about me giving her some control, I could tell because her eyebrows went up as if asking for permission. I swatted her ass, “Ride Daddy, baby. Ride it on home.”
She eagerly climbed on and once she adjusted, got on her knees and started to slide up and down my dick. I was long enough to accommodate her movements, therefore she took full advantage of my length.
“You are so big,,” she moaned.
Fuck, I loved that.
I slapped her ass as she sped up with excitement.
“Fuck me baby, bounce that ass on me.”
My girl had a big ass and I liked it like that. She told me that even though she was a size 10, her ass seem to have its own measurements. Fuck all that skinny shit. I loved her curves and especially her ass. It was perfect for fucking, spanking and licking. She rotated her hips and I groaned as I felt it in my balls. Then she got off her knees to squat, as her feet were on the bed with her ass protruding out so she could bounced it all over my dick. She started rotating and gyrating. Going slow, sliding to the tip, then fast and making shallow thrusts. She was killing me.
“Fuck me baby. You know I love your slippery pussy.”
“Yes, Daddy. Only for you,” she moaned.
She started rotating again and her breasts were bouncing up and down. I slapped one of them and she moaned, “Yes, Daddy. Do it again.”
Slapping the other one, she licked her lips as they bounced around. My fingertips squeezed grabbed both nipples, so I could twist them. She moaned loudly, then bounced faster on my cock, now sliding all the way down.
Goddamn.
She moved back on her knees, leaned down so her titties were right over my chest smiled, “Are you ready?”
What?
A smirk spread across my face, right before she started to fuck me like a woman deprived. Her ass bounced a few times, then she grinded me into the bed with quick movements, it took me a minute to realize that I was getting fucked. This woman had fucking balls of steel. I slapped her ass, which urged her on, so I kept slapping her ass. Her pussy was so slick, with her juices sliding down to my balls. Taking my index finger, I inserted it in her ass, causing her to slow her movements just a little, while she kept fucking me. Her teeth grazed my neck, so I gripped her ass and started to fuck her like I wanted. She screamed and bit me some more. I was about to come for the first time in her sweet pussy and I could not wait.
I slapped her ass and she yelled, “Yes, Daddy. Take that, it’s yours.”
That was it. I gripped her ass and pounded my way home, dropping all of me in her tight pussy. My pussy. My head hit the pillow, then she fell to the side of me.
Fuucckk.
We both lay sweaty, sated, and breathless. After a while, I turned to her to see her eyes were closed because once again she passed out. Little did she know, I was right behind her.
18 MEETING THE PARENTS
Xena:
There was a heavy arm on me, when I finally woke up. Slowly, I unwrapped myself from his hold to relieve myself in the restroom. My body was so sticky and sweaty, so I decided to hop in the shower and rinse off. After I wrapped myself in the Angel’s robe, my stomach started to growl. I tiptoed past him and went into the kitchen to find something to eat. I could not grill burgers, but there was deli meat, so I decided to make us some sandwiches. Apparently, he was a pretty healthy eater because he had water, no alcohol or wine, and lots of fruits and vegetables. I wondered if he shopped for himself. I hired a personal chef because I did not have time to cook, plus I was not all that much of a cook.
The sandwiches were almost ready, but I could not find the lettuce. After searching at the top of the huge refrigerator, I bent to look in the crisper. That was when I heard a panicked voice, calling my name.
What?
Popping my head up in confusion, I saw Xavier standing in his buck naked, looking like he just woke from a bad dream. His eyes focused on me, then he audibly exhaled. I asked, “Are you alright?”
He prowled to me, causing me to brace because I knew what lions prowling to their prey meant. I was about to be devoured. My foot closed the refrigerator door, so I could move to the island that was closest to him. Upon reaching me, he grabbed my waist to lift me up, so I could wrap my legs around him. He kissed me deeply, then started to grind me into the bar table with his hard cock. My moans must have caused him to deepen the kiss, then he slid his mouth down my neck and started biting. Well, marking me. This turned me on so much, I rotated my hips as my pussy got wetter, while encouraging him to brand me.
He was right. I loved when he went all alpha on me. When he claimed me as his and would even mark me to let another man know, she is taken. Very primitive, but boy, did it get me wet. He finished sucking on neck and opened my robe. There he started to suck on my titties and mark my breasts. I would have hickies all over my body before it was all over.
I writhed against him and moaned, “Yes, Daddy. Mark me, I’m yours.”
He bit my nipple on that comment, growled while squeezing my ass. I rubbed his head and whispered, “I’m here baby, and I am not going anywhere.”
He suddenly looked up at me and for a quick second, I saw it. I saw his vulnerability and I saw that it was me. It quickly passed because he said, “I’m hungry.”
I asked, “For food or me?”
He said, “Both.”
So, I said, “How about you eat food now, so you’ll have enough energy to fuck me again and not pass out.”
Amusement was in his eyes as he recognized his own words and the fact that I knew he passed out because I just happened to wake up before him.
“That sounds like a plan.”
****
The next few weeks were definitely the honeymoon period of our relationship. Xavier and I went out almost every other night. We had been sleeping over each other’s house, every night. Well, I had mostly been sleeping over his house because he would pick me up and say, pack a bag. I get the feeling he wants me to move from out of the neighborhood because he had Matt show me some apartments near him. Matt said Xavier did not put him up to it, but I did not believe that.
The apartments were nice, but the costs were astronomical. They wanted three times as much as I was paying in rent. While, the rich playboys had money to toss, most of my six figures were going towards students loans. I would not share this information with him, but I needed a cheap place to stay. My car was paid off, I was putting more than enough money in my 403B plan and I had a nice rainy day fund. Therefore, I needed to prioritize where my money was going.
One night, Xavier and I were going to sleep and he told me to bring suitcases over to his place, so I would not have to keep running back and forth. It made sense, so I did that. When I started to run out of clothes, I decided to take the dirty ones back and get more. Xavier walked in on me putting the clothes in the suitcase and got mad.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he snapped.
“I’m taking my dirty clothes back home and getting some clean ones to bring over.”
“For God’s sake, Xena,” he seemed exasperated.
“What?”
“Baby, the past few weeks have been great and I don’t want to have an argument about this, but I’ve had enough. I want you to give notice and move in with me by next weekend. This back and forth is crazy, your neighborhood is crazy and that tiny apartment is appalling. I will not argue about this and it’s not up for discussion. By next weekend,” he said and walked out the bedroom.
I laughed out loud. The man was nuts if he thought I was giving notice and moving anywhere. I was going to chalk that up as he didn’
t take his medication. I took my clothes home and stayed there that night. He showed up at my door around 1:00 AM, when I guess he realized I was not coming back over. He did not even argue or fuss, he just locked the door, took me by my hand, laid me down on the bed and climbed in behind me to go to sleep.
The next morning, he spanked my ass, while fucking me for not answering my phone or calling him to tell him where I was. I willing accepted my punishment, my three orgasms and packed another suitcase. He did not bring the whole ‘move out of your apartment’ conversation back up again, so I assumed he learned his lesson.
The new school year started on Monday, September 8th and it was now Friday the 5th. We had teacher and student orientations and thank God we did not have any new teachers because all of our teachers were pretty solid last year and they all stayed. I hoped that was a part of the culture we set. It looked like everything was set for a successful year.
I arrived to my apartment around 5 PM and I told Xavier I would see him tomorrow because I wanted to relax and get ready for the upcoming week. He did not like that, but took it with mature grace. Maybe he was learning after all. I was so proud of him. I unlocked the door to my apartment, but when I walked in, I almost stepped went back out because there was nothing in this apartment. I must have gotten off on the wrong floor. I looked down the hall and saw the number 4 on the wall, so I was on the right floor, but where the hell was my stuff? I was scared to walk in because if I was robbed, then they might still be here to rape and kill me.
My entire body was on alert as so many thoughts ran through my head about what could have happened. I stood outside my apartment for 5 minutes until someone walked pass, when I asked if they would not mind walking in here with me. They looked at me weird, but said, sure. We walked in and there was no sign of anything. The entire place was cleared out, painted and cleaned. I know I paid my rent. My neighbor looked suspicious too. She walked into the kitchen and said, “Are you Xena?”