by Xyla Turner
I stopped licking and commanded, “Come baby. Come in my mouth.”
She grabbed me again, started gyrating all around my tongue and yelled out her release with my name on her lips.
Goddamn.
I licked her clean, took my fingers out and licked them too. Just like I thought, she tasted like sweet potato pie. I stood up, took off my jacket, shirt and pants. She lay there looking like something in my dreams, waiting on me to make her mine, finally.
“You ready baby?” I asked.
“Yes, take me,” she said.
I leaned down, kissed her and everything melted away. She sucked my tongue, even though I tasted of her. She was meeting my movements while gyrating under me.
“You wet for me baby?” I asked.
“Soaked,” she replied and I moved my briefs aside and plunged my dick into her willing pussy.
We both cried out and I had to stop, because she was so tight and I didn’t want to embarrass myself.
“Move,” she pleaded.
“Give me a minute,” I replied.
She brought my face down to hers and kissed me deeper. I started moving and fucking her with earnest. I damn near lost my mind, because I lifted her one leg and used my length to stroke her, so she could see me make her mine. “Watch, baby. Watch how I take you.”
She moaned and then I played with her clit until she came around my dick again. Then I lifted both of her legs, spread them like a V, and stroked all the way in to the hilt and pulled out to the tip. I kept doing this, because I wanted her to see only I could do this to her.
“Look sweetheart, look at me own that tight pussy.”
“Yess,” she sang.
I let one of her legs go and smacked her glistening pussy. She exhaled and clenched around my dick again, moaning out her release. I rode it this time and tried to come with her.
“Where do you want it, baby? On your stomach, in your mouth or in your tight little pussy?”
She was gone, her pussy walls were clenching around my dick, and then she screamed out as I pumped into her. She felt so fucking good, I squeezed her plump breast with both hands and used them as leverage, while I growled and released my seed deep inside her taut pussy.
Goddamn, it felt like home, being right where I belonged. I fell on her and tucked her in my side. We were both sated and done. I didn’t want to leave. I wanted her home with me. Damn, Alura was right. This fucking woman had me on my knees, even before I knew what she tasted like, what she felt like, how she would respond to me.
Now it was done.
She was mine.
All mine.
Chapter 12: That’s it mama
SAMANTHA:
I’m not sure how long I laid there, but when I opened my eyes again, I was in a very comfortable bed. How did I get in a bed? I focused on my surroundings, but didn’t recognize the insanely large room, insanely large bed or anything for that matter. I had on a t-shirt that had the Kelly logo on the front, but no bottoms. I climbed out of the bed, relieved and freshened myself in the insanely large bathroom. I didn’t really look around, because I was anxious to find Joshua. I wandered down the long hallway to find him in the kitchen.
He was working on his tablet, typing away. When he heard me, he turned around and said, “Good evening, sleeping beauty.”
“Evening,” my voice sounded hoarse.
“You look rested,” he said and swiveled all the way around.
I walked over to him and stopped a foot away.
“Come here,” he commanded and held out his right hand for me to take.
I looked at him and asked, “How did I get up here?”
He kept his hand extended for me to take and answered, “I carried you. You were wiped.” He smiled wickedly.
“Hmm, I haven’t slept well over the past couple of days.” I tried to insert, to let him know it wasn’t so much from his performance, since he insinuated that it was with that smile. Although, I’m sure it was his performance. That was the best sex I’d had in my entire life.
He smiled and said, “Me neither.”
“Right,” I said as I took his hand and let him pull me towards him.
He opened his legs, so I could rest my body against his and wrapped me in his arms. His forehead was on mine, as he just looked into my eyes. He didn’t say anything, but he had a deliberate gaze that said he was serious. It resembled possession and ownership. Having sex however, did solidify some things in me. I was falling fast for this man, he had complete command of my body and I didn’t know what to think anymore when it came to him.
He was slowly stroking me, but he was in my head too. Like he knew, knew what I wanted, knew what I needed, knew how I needed it. I nearly combusted when he told me to watch his long, thick cock stroking inside me. That was so damn erotic, I was getting damp just thinking about it. The way he was moving his hips and watching how long his cock really was and how he used his length to literally possess my willing cunt. Goddamn. He could do that to me any night.
What the fuck was I saying? Damn, he’s in my mind.
“What’s wrong baby?” he asked.
“Nothing. I’m just hungry.”
“Okay, I have food warming in the oven for us,” he said as he turned me around and guided me further in the kitchen, which was insanely huge as well.
“You live here alone?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he looked confused. “Why?”
“This place is huge, every room in here is so big.”
“Well, it is a penthouse, and I own the entire floor.”
“I guess.”
“What, you think I need a roommate?” he asked with a smirk.
“A roommate? You could have a small city live in here.”
He chuckled, “So you wouldn’t want to live here with me one day?”
“Naw, I like my place and eventually I’m going to buy a house in the suburbs somewhere.”
“I see,” he said thoughtfully while pulling the food from the oven with mitts.
“Do you know where you want to move?” he asked.
“I have it narrowed down to several places: Chicago, Florida, Rhode Island, or just Maryland. I want to get away from this area.”
“Have you considered that you’ll probably be attached and will need to consider what they want to do as well?” he asked while taking the covers off of each of the plates and placing them on a larger plate.
“Not really, because I haven’t been attached and I’ve never been the type to make long term decisions off temporary situations,” I said, matter-of-factly.
He placed the food on the island, walked over to me and backed me up against the sink. “Well, now you are attached, this isn’t temporary, so before you make any short or long term decisions about your life that would impact me, you talk to me first.” He looked at my lips, then back to my eyes and said, “Understand?”
“Uh, y-yes.” I answered. “That’s a mouthful. You care to elaborate.”
“No need, you know what I mean.”
“Right,” I said, about to get pissed at his dismissal.
He must have seen it and put his forehead on mine, “I’m serious about us, are you?”
Hmm, good question. On some level, I was damn serious about this, but on another level, I felt like I had to keep this light, because if I let him in, he could really do damage. I had a sneaky feeling Trevor was right. He was already in and no matter how I played this, damage would be done no matter what.
“I’m not sure, honestly. It’s just been a little over a week for me, while it’s been awhile for you and I’m just playing catch up and as I stated before, I’m not sure how to feel about you just yet,” I answered.
He just stared at me. I think I hurt his feelings or something. Then he brought his right hand to the back of my neck and tilted my head back so he could take my mouth into his. He kissed me long and seductively. Caressing my tongue with his and sucking on it, like it was a lollipop. I brought my arms around neck and arche
d into him. He pulled away and said, “You’ll get there. I’ll make sure of it. Come on and let’s eat.”
He turned and sat down at the island. I sat next to him and we ate in silence. The food was delicious, but I dare not ask if he made it, as I’m sure he had someone cook for him. He collected our empty plates, came back to me and said, “How about I give you the tour.”
“Sure”, I smiled.
He walked me around his living room, the den, the entertainment room, the man room, the official dining room, the smoke room (which is just the name, because he doesn’t smoke and wouldn’t allow anyone to smoke in his building), the coat closet, which was as big as my living room, his bedroom, guest bedroom 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5, his office, the other office, the gym, the patio, the mud room, the deck, and the green room. This place was so huge, which made sense on some level, because the Kelly building was HUGE in height and circumference, so for him to have the entire floor – he needed to have all these rooms with made up names.
When he finished the tour, I turned to him and asked, “Where is my coat, I need to head home and get ready for tomorrow?”
“You are staying here tonight.”
“Joshua, I have to work tomorrow.”
“I know, so do I, but we’ll deal with that tomorrow,” he said as he pulled me to him.
“Come on…”
He captured my lips with his and effectively cut me off. Sliding his shirt over my head, I was naked in seconds, while he was in cut-off sweat pants and a t-shirt. My nipples puckered at the cool air around me and my whole body shivered with anticipation of what was next. He pulled me over towards the couch where he sat down, spread his legs and commanded, “On your knees.”
I got so wet when he said those words. I wanted him in my mouth, wanted to drive him crazy, and wanted to take him as deep as I could. My clit was throbbing to the point of discomfort. I dropped to my knees where I stood a few feet away from him, went down on my hands and crawled slowly to him. He had fire in his eyes. He growled and when I reached him, I nestled my head on his thigh, with my mouth right near his hard cock that was visible through his sweat pants. I purred and rubbed up against him again with my head, then he moved my hair out of my face and said, “Good kitty.”
I grabbed his cock through his sweats and began to rub it softly. He pulled my hair roughly and whispered, “Touch it like you want it.”
I smiled, then gripped his dick and squeezed tightly. “That’s it, mama.”
Running my lips up its length through his sweats had him gripping my hair tighter, until I pulled at the waist band. He lifted for me and removed one leg out of the shorts and dropped the pants down the right leg. I grabbed his cock with both my hands and squeezed. He groaned loudly. I started to kiss and nip up his left thigh, while stroking his long cock with both of my hands. Joshua had the pillows in his fist and was pushing them further in the soft sofa. He was so wound up, I’d need to relieve him of that tension. I licked the pre-cum that beaded on the tip of his cock and ran my tongue around my lips. He arched his back and groaned. I finally wrapped both lips around his cock and started to suck on the head. He let one of the pillows go and caressed my head lightly. Like he didn’t want to do it too hard, but was attempting to restrain himself.
I took him further in my mouth and he grounded out, “Yes, baby. Take it all.”
That spurred me on. I took him deeper and started to bob my head up and down while using my left hand to play with his heavy balls. I rolled them around my hands while trying to go further down so at least my lips could reach them. No such luck. My mouth only made it half way down his dick because it was that long. I unwrapped my mouth from around his dick and started to wet the bottom half with my lips. I ran my tongue up and down each side, still caressing his balls. Joshua groaned and grabbed my hair tightly. I tried to fit one of his balls in my mouth, but I had to suck it in parts. He yelled out, “Goddamn, baby.”
It was driving him crazy. I took his other ball sack in my mouth, while stroking his cock up and down. He moaned and arched his hips into my hand. I knew he was getting ready. I wrapped my mouth around his thick cock again and started to suck the top half and stroke the bottom half with my hands. He grabbed my hair with both hands and started to fuck my mouth.
“Yes, baby, take it like a good girl.” He looked at me with wild eyes.
I moaned around his cock and moved my hands behind my back. His thrust got erratic, as I’m sure my unexpected submission was sending him over the edge.
“You like that baby? You like it when I fuck your willing mouth?” he groaned. “I know you like it.”
I hummed my approval and he stroked his cock in a little further, which caused me to gag. He did it again and I tried to relax my throat. “Fuuuck, baby” he grounded out, “you’re such a good girl.”
He gripped my hair tighter and started to fuck me with shallow thrusts. “My baby want me down her throat or on her perky titties?”
I twirled my tongue around his cock to signal I wanted it in my mouth. He groaned, then started fucking me faster. I moaned and his hot seed spurted in the back of my mouth and he went further down my throat. He held his cock in my mouth as far as it would go until he finished. Then he whispered, “Don’t spill any of it.”
Damn, I started swallowing with his thick cock in my mouth. He started to pull out, but I wrapped my lips around him, to make sure I got all the cum off. Not wanting to make a mess. I got most of it, but there was some drops on the tip, so I licked it clean. Wiping it around my mouth, before I pulled my lips off and swallowed. He groaned, let my hair go and fell back on the sofa with his eyes closed. Now, he was spent. My job was done.
I started caressing his leg, kissing his stomach and rubbing my clit. It ached so much, I couldn’t help it. I didn’t want to stir him, but I had to relieve it. My head rested on his stomach, because I was still on my knees, but I think he heard my dripping pussy making noise, because he sat up which caused me fall back.
“What are you doing?” he growled.
He was angry, why?
“Nothing, just trying to relieve the ache.” I stopped at this point.
He pulled me to him by my shoulders and said, “From now on, I’ll be the one to make you come, baby.”
I smiled at him, leaned back on my haunches and spread my legs so he could see my glistening pussy. I started to rub my clit and his eyes blazed. His hooded gaze watched me rub my nub up and down, over and around. He suddenly growled and started to stroke his cock with his hand. “On second thought, you look so fucking hot, doing that,” he said.
I moaned as I felt myself getting close. He must have figured it out to, because he pulled me to him and laid back on the couch, so only his back was in the seat area and his butt hanging off. “Climb on my face, mama.”
I got on the couch, placed my dripping pussy right over his face and he wrapped his arms around my thighs, pulled me on top of him and went to town. I felt like I was coming out of my skin. He was all over down there. Not just my pussy, but he was licking my tight little asshole as well. He stuck his tongue in my pussy and I started to ride it, like he rode me earlier. He held my ass up so I wouldn’t fall, while he continued to fuck me with his tongue. When I stopped moving, he removed his tongue and said, “Baby, I’m going to have that ass, okay.”
I moaned my yes.
He dipped his finger in my slippery pussy and then put it at the tight little hole, where he pressed in the tip. “Relax mama, I got you.”
I tried to relax under him, but this was so foreign, I didn’t know what to do. He kept going in and out until he got the knuckle through. It felt oddly good and forbidden, which made it even more erotic. My nipples were so hard, I was soaking wet and he was giving me a different type of pleasure. He kept pushing until he got his whole finger in my tiny hole. It felt so good.
“You like that baby, don’t you?” he asked. “Ride it.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice, I started to bounce my healthy ass on his fin
ger so hard that he had to balance me with his other hand so I didn’t crush him. He latched on my clit and I kept bouncing and erupted right in his mouth. It was the hardest orgasm I had ever had. I screamed his name and he smothered his face with my pussy. He pulled his finger out of my ass and I started to grind on his face, chasing another release because I knew he could. He spanked my left ass cheek and I grounded hard. He spanked the right and I felt it coming. I grabbed his head with my left hand, squeezed my breast with my right hand and started to gyrate on his face. He spanked me again and I came all over his face, pulling my hard nipple and gripping his head.
My God.
He pulled me off his face which was soaked with my juices. I took his shirt and wiped his forehead while I licked his cheek. He growled and I kept wiping one spot while licking another. When his whole face was cleaned, he commanded, “Bend over the back of the sofa with your legs spread apart.”
I walked around the back of the sofa and did as I was told. He followed me and said, “You’ve been a naughty little girl. Do you know what naughtiness gets you?”
“No,” I replied.
“It gets your pretty ass spanked.”
My pussy pulsed.
“You want that mama?” He sighed as his caressed my ample ass, “You want daddy to spank that ass?”
“Mmm, yes,” I moaned.
SMACK.
I was stunned, but waited for the sensation to hit my clit.
SMACK.
Moaning and arching my back, I took each one.
SMACK.
“You like it don’t you?” he asked with a deep groan.
“Yes, I like it when you spank me.”
SMACK.
“How much do you like it?” he uttered.
“Enough to come all over myself.”
“But you won’t will you, not until I tell you?” he asked while stroking my hot ass.
SMACK.
“No, I won’t.”
“Such a good girl.”
He rubbed my ass again and then I felt him enter me and I cried out. He gripped my hips and started to fuck me like a mad man.
“Oh baby, you’re so tight” he praised.