The thought excited her, sending more juices to her already overflowing vagina. The things that were about to take place couldn’t be undone, and she couldn’t wait.
Her skin was still moist from the quick shower she had taken. Nothing but a dark purple, silk robe with matching, thong panties separated her from being naked. She thought the robe and thong was sexier than being completely nude and it was easy to take off when the time came.
I hope he goes down, she thought as she lay in her king-sized bed anticipating the taste of him. If he did go down, she was willing to reciprocate with the best tongue lashing he had ever experienced.
The sound of the front door opening and softly closing made her sit straight up in the bed.
“Where are you?” he called from the living room. He hadn’t been in her house before, let alone in her room.
“Go to the kitchen and grab the wine from the fridge and the glasses are in the left cabinet. Then follow the music down the main hallway,” she replied.
Still sitting up, she leaned back on a pillow. She opened her legs and moved her panties to the side to calm her throbbing kitten. She circled her clit with her fingers, traveled down her freshly trimmed lips, and then around her opening which she liked to call her second mouth. She kept making this orgasmic circle until he appeared in the doorway.
He stood for a while with his brown eyes opened wide, surveying the room. His eyes traveled wildly all over her body in disbelief. He couldn’t help but notice the action taking place between her legs. Still, with a stunned and unsure look, he entered the room and closed the door behind him.
Swallowing hard, he began to speak. “Sabrina, I don’t want to rush this... if you...”
“Shhhhhhh,” she hissed and used her free hand to motion for him to come closer. Scooting over, she patted the bed for him to sit down. He moved slowly, complying with her request. Sitting down he eyed her still working left hand.
“I want you,” she said, staring straight at him. She leaned closer and whispered “We’ll figure out the rest later,” in his ear and kissed his neck.
Sitting back, she grinned as Brandon stared at her in amazement. In his mind, he thought about the events that led up to this moment. An hour ago they were in her car, laughing and reminiscing. Now they were about to make love.
Still grasping the open wine bottle, he poured its contents into the glasses. He needed a drink to get through this. He took a long sip of the sparkling wine and glanced back down at her open legs and thong panties.
She took a small sip of her wine and set the glass down on the nightstand. Slowly, she slid down into the plush, black sheets and kept pleasuring herself. Of course, her fingers were still working but they were no longer making circles. Staring in his eyes, her fingers plunged inside; making noises from the flood of juices that was now between her legs.
Unable to take anymore visual torture, he grabbed her arm in mid-thrust and stopped her ecstasy. She gave him a naughty grin as he pulled her working hand to his mouth and sucked the dripping juices from her fingers.
She closed her eyes and moaned as he put the main offending finger in his mouth and sucked it with the force of a vacuum.
The moment felt like an eternity, but he finally set her hand down on the bed.
Gazing at her, he stood up as he decided to engage her in some mental torture of his own. He took his brown leather jacket and t-shirt off, exposing what she suspected; a chiseled chest and abs dipped in dark brown chocolate. Her eyes traveled down his abs to the huge bulge under his zipper. He looked down and then grinned back at her.
Unbuttoning his dark, denim jeans, he slowly let them fall. Through the flap in the front of his boxers, the swollen, nine-inch culprit emerged. It was as dark as his chest and abs but surprisingly thick as a homemade, Italian sausage link.
She began sucking on her bottom lip as he pushed his boxers down and let them fall as well. Now that he was fully exposed, she opened her robe and let her nipples stare at him.
He stared at the prettiest, plumpest, caramel breasts he had ever seen. Bigger than a handful, the nipples were fully erect and begged to be licked and teased. She eyed the juiciest dick she had laid her eyes on as his member pulsed and continued to grow. She was up for the challenge to fill her mouth with him.
They did that for a few minutes in a quiet stand-off until she tried to move her panties aside again.
He stopped her and did it himself. Kneeling down on the floor, he pulled her to the edge of the bed by her legs. He began kissing her thighs one at a time. Starting at her knees and kissing his way up to her panties. He stopped and slowly started on the other thigh. She moaned and tried to grab at his head, but he pushed her hands away and held them firmly down on the bed.
He laid his open mouth on top of her panties, blowing hard through the lace and making her squeal with anticipation.
Using his tongue like an index finger, he moved her panties to the side and slid his tongue between the juicy lips of her vagina. She moaned from the pleasure as he slurped and tongued his way around. Getting frustrated from her panties moving and getting in the way, he let go of her arms to pull them off. He then grabbed her thick, brown legs and placed them gently on his shoulders. Again, he held her arms to the bed as he pushed his face into her triangle.
He slurped her, sucked in her juices, and poked his tongue inside her. All the while, her breathing became heavy and her moaning filled the room.
“Don’t stop,” she said as he started to pay special attention to her clit. Sucking it, tonguing it, and then blowing softly on it.
Not able to take it anymore, she began begging for his swollen dick.
“Please give it to me,” she whispered and moaned as he made circles on her clit with his tongue.
She begged and begged until he finally complied. He stopped sucking on her juicy center and stood up. Her legs were still shaking as she sat up, leaned forward, and took his dick in her mouth. With her hands sitting on the bed, she attempted to swallow all of him. Careful not to bite, she tightened her jaws around him. He underestimated how good this would feel as he smiled, she grabbed his hips and pulled his dick deeper into her mouth.
His dick touched the back of her throat as his hips grinded her face. Sabrina increased her speed and continued to gargle him. She loved sucking him so much she almost came. Brandon enjoyed it most of all and had to pull back before he exploded down her throat. She licked her lips and stood up, letting his dick poke between her thighs. Now they stood face to face.
Her juices were smeared across his face, but they kissed anyway. Swirling their tongues in each other’s mouth and grabbing one another.
Brandon knelt his head down and grabbed her breast. He slowly licked around her brown, silver dollar-sized areola before taking it into his mouth as well. She tilted her head back in pleasure and closed her eyes.
Once he had tasted both of her breasts, he slid her robe off and laid her down on the bed. Getting on top of her, she reached between her legs and grabbed his dick and placed the tip of him at her opening. He slid slowly inside with his bare flesh. No condom, just her juices and his hardness. Both their eyes closed as their hips began to dance to the sensual beat of the music.
In pure bliss and passion, they both moaned and whispered to each other. Neither of them noticed the black camera on the bookshelf in the corner. Nor did they pay attention to its shining, red light.
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