Five months without sex and I thought I was doing well, but I can’t get rid of all my past experiences. Everything reminds me of something sexual and I yearn for that beautiful feeling of wetness in-between my thighs. My thighs that use to be kissed, bitten, licked and caressed by men who are now no longer in my life. Just thinking about this makes my nipples swell with excitement, but once again I don’t have an eager mouth to tend to them. To suck and nibble them and push me to want more of my body explored. I need exploring, I need a warm tongue parting my pussy lips and circling my clit. I want to feel the growth of a soft penis get hard just by my touch or even the thought of going into my body. Getting a back massage while the hard wood laid on my ass cheeks just hoping that it gets slipped in. I’d settle for a finger, a masculine finger being pushed into my mouth so I’d suck, and then pushed in my ass for me to bounce back on. I need to scream someones name because of the pleasure I’m receiving, I need to beg for more. What good are thoughts of the ones that did it before?
Am I wrong for wanting a piece of him, him, her and her.
Society says it’s wrong.
My friends say I’m greedy.
Is it wrong for me to have many lovers?
Is it wrong that each of them have a special part that equates to my perfect being?
Why must I just have one mate?
Why does it have to be a man?
My auntie says “Cuz we nuh inna di batty gyal biznes”
She doesn’t understand that our culture doesn’t have to affect who I am.
He fucks me so good I lose control of my body, it surrenders to him and never puts up a fight.
She provides me with her sensual flair, making me believe in my sexiness and know that it’s ok to want the best that’s out there.
He makes me laugh and never wants to see me cry. When I’m around him I never know whether it’s day or if it’s night.
She is my provider, she makes me feel safe and warm. She never lets me have to deal with rainy days or them horrible storms.
Together they make the perfect one. The person I see myself falling and falling and falling over and over and over again in love.
Why must that be wrong?
Why is it socially acceptable for a man to gift his dick to what ever woman may blink but if a woman does the same she isn’t worth shit.
She is called a HOE, SLUT, WHORE and could never be a wife. Just because she’s living unapologetically in this crazy thing we call life.
A sexual being, yes. Also, looking for the right attributes to make the best.
Is it wrong?
Is it really wrong?
When you think about it are you truly with the one?
Or are you just with someone that was better than the rest but still missing something hun?
Live your best life and be who you want to be.
I’m only my best when I’m being me.
I love a man that can take control. I love a man that just gets on with it and doesn’t need to be told. I love a man who can sense a good opportunity. I love a man who can make me scream his name. I love a man that can make me moan. I love a man that can make me beg for more. I love a man that can fulfil all my needs. I love a man that can make me say please. I love a man that is good with his hands. I love an experienced man. I love a man that likes to watch what I can do to myself with my own hands. I love a man that always wants more. I love a man that always needs more. I love a man that isn’t afraid to ask for more. I love a man that isn’t afraid to try new things. I love a man that knows what pace will suit the mood I’m in. I love a man that doesn’t mind kissing with tongue. I love a man who doesn’t mind not doing it at home. I love a man that worships my breasts. I love a man that worships my bum. I love a man who loves my thighs. I love a man who can do it while staring deeply into my eyes. I love a man that loves what I can do with my mouth. I love a man that kisses me at the start, the end and throughout.
“Why are you moaning? I haven’t even touched you anywhere good yet. Every time you make a noise I will stop.”Damn.
He started to stroke my inner thighs again and I really tried not to make a peep but I couldn’t help but whimper when he got closer.
“Your very disobedient, aren’t you?” He whispered in my ear and really pushed me over the edge.
“I’m not I just really want you inside me!”
“Are you sure?”
He let go of my waist and pushed me against the door in the stall. He starred into my eyes while he undid his belt and then his trousers. I struggled to keep up with his stare because I wanted to look at his dick as it came out of his boxers.
“Look up, we don’t have time to get distracted, I know your going to want to suck this dick if you see it.”
I wanted to say something slick but I realised that if I saw his dick I probably would’ve wanted to suck it and this wasn’t the time.
He walked towards me and kissed me again but this time he lifted up my left leg and wrapped it around his waist. I put my other leg around him but also put my hand down to lift his dick to my pussy. When I felt the tip enter me I let go and slid down onto him. We both made a low groan as we was very aware we was in a public bathroom. He put his hands around my waist and then pushed me against the wall for extra grip. I put my hands around his neck and braced myself after seeing that ‘are you ready?’ Look in his eyes.
As soon as he felt my hands lock behind his neck he started to fuck the living daylights out of me. I started to make all sorts of noises but by the time I came I really didn’t care where I was.
“Ok I just wanted to make sure you came, this isn’t about me baby” he kissed my neck between each word.
“Should I let you cum again?”
I was so horny I couldn’t even think straight.
He put me down and then bent me over with a quickness, before I had realised what exactly was going on he was at it again. Oh this is so damn good but I know what could make it better.
“I know exactly what your thinking now, don’t worry I got you.”
With that being said, 2 seconds later I felt a wet thumb enter my ass. I almost screamed because that is my shit but I managed to keep it together. I came again and I was actually exhausted.
Trey sat on top of the closed toilet seat and then pulled me down to sit on his lap:
“Is this Valentine’s Day going as good as you thought it would?”
I looked him straight in his beautiful face and replied, “no, it’s going even better baby.”
He just smiled and then kissed me.
“Good to hear, now let’s sort ourselves out and finally go and eat.”
We walked in and all eyes were on us, maybe that could’ve been because we were ridiculously over dressed. I was all leg, he was all muscle, it was a bit much for the dinner time crowd but we didn’t care. The view of London was to die for and the cocktails were amazing. I made a mental note that we would definitely come back here. We was at the bar all of five minutes and our waiter came to take us to our table. We sat down for what seemed like a second before Trey leaned over towards me with that look in his eyes, “Go to the toilet and take off your panties, I will be in there in a minute.”Ummm is he joking or is he joking?
“Are you joking?” I said this through my quiet attempt at a laugh. He looked me dead in my face with the most serious expression, “Do I seem like I’m joking?”
I didn’t reply to him I just got up and went to the toilet, bare in mind that there were other people in the shard so this was very risky. Not that I was really complaining, sex in a public place was definitely on my bucket list.
I walked in and I had to take a minute to admire the view and the bathrooms were even nice. The walls inside each stall was like mirrors but blue and it smelt like spring time. I walked in and pulled down my knickers and just stood there. This was so exciting, just waiting there got me wet. Five minutes went by and I was growing impatient, ten minutes went by and I was over it. I was horny as hell waiting for him and he didn’t even bloody come. Just when I walked out the stall he was standing there, starring at me.
“Ummm Trey, why didn’t you come in?” My tone sounded irritated but I was, why was he just waiting here.
“You want me don’t you?”
Is he trying to annoy me or is this just for banter.
“Of course I want you, I’m horny as hell, why didn’t you come in to get me?”
He gave me that damn sexual look again that he always does, “I wanted you to get really ready for me and a little irritated because I knew this would end in the best result. You ready?”
He walked towards me and I backed up back into the stall. When he got fully in he closed the door behind him and then grabbed me by my waist. I looked up at him and he gave me a little smile and then kissed me. He kissed me like he was trying to make me cum just by his lips. Maybe it was just my imagination but the kiss was something out of this world. It was so good I didn’t even notice his hand going up my thighs. I started to moan already and he hadn’t even reached his destination yet.
He wasn’t a person who gives in to these money making holidays but he said he would try for me. I couldn’t wait to finish work and get home to see what he had planned for us to do. I made sure to buy two different outfits for the bedroom and for going out. I know it seems a bit over the top but a girl has to be prepared. Plus I wasn’t sure if he was going to make an effort or just give up as he doesn’t like Valentine’s Day. I left work with a quickness, I needed at least 2 hours to get ready because my hair was going through an emotional break down. On top of that issue I had to make sure I was shaved from head to toe, I wasn’t able to book a wax appointment in time, I’d be damned if I was going to feel like chewbacca.
Although there was traffic I managed to get home with 10 mins extra for my pampering session. I got to my door and I noticed a note that was taped to it. It said in capital letters, “DRESS TO IMPRESS BABY, TONIGHT IM GOING TO GIVE YOU EXACTLY WHAT YOU DESERVE. BE READY FOR 8PM, A CAR WILL PICK YOU UP. PACK AN OVERNIGHT BAG BECAUSE WE WILL BE STAYING AT A HOTEL. THEN IF YOUR LUCKY I WILL GIVE YOU EXACTLY WHAT YOU NEED.”
I automatically got excited and a little horny because if I know him at all I know he is going to give me exactly what I need.
At this precise moment exactly what I needed was a big, juicy dick.
I ran inside and jumped in the shower, shaved all the important bits, also washed and conditioned my hair. As I was getting ready I was drinking a little prosecco, I’m usually a nice girl but tonight I wanted to be naughty, alcohol always gives me a confidence boost. I got out the underwear that I bought and decided to definitely wear the red lace outfit for tonight at the hotel. Balconette bra to make my breast look more enticing, French knickers, knee high fish net stockings with the lace band and to finish it off suspenders. He loves my red lips so I decided to go with ruby woo lipstick and my hair big and curly. The little black dress I bought was definitely for the occasion. Lots of leg on show to get him ready for the big reveal.
At 7.55 my buzzer went off and I slipped into my black pumps and grabbed my clutch. Gave myself a quick once over in the mirror and was out. I had no idea where I was going and after a few failed attempts of trying to get information out of the driver we arrived at the shard.
“Oh ok so he’s really trying to get this work tonight!” I whispered to myself.
I got out the car and turned around to see the biggest bunch of white roses I’ve ever seen in my life. There was a heart shaped balloon in the middle of it and it just melted my heart. Attached to the bouquet was my sexy ass man, he was in his blacked out Tom ford suit and red grandpa shirt, louboutins to match. He looked so damn good and when I saw his hair cut I almost wanted to propose to his barber.
“Happy Valentine’s Day baby girl, you ready for tonight?” he said in an extremely low and seductive tone. Damn, so much promise in only 9 words, I’m not even sure I am ready.
“Happy Valentine’s Day Trey, I think I’m ready but knowing you I may not be as ready as I should.
He laughed and put the roses in the back of the car. I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t get to hold on to them a little longer but I got over it once he kissed me. His lips are so soft and every single time they touch mine, even if I’m angry with him, they send shivers down my spine.
“You will get the roses back later, let’s go up and eat…”
I ignored the fact that the eat sounded sexual and I held his hand as we walked towards Aqua’s entrance.
Everything he did was foreign to me. We never got past a kiss but now he is exploring my body in a way I never thought he would. His lips are so soft, his hands are so firm and the way he uses them on my body is like beautiful torture.
He started kissing my neck slowly like he wanted me to know that this time would be different. It was almost like he wanted me to know that this would be better then all our other failed attempts before. We spoke about what we liked and once I felt his hand slowly travel up my shirt, lightly touching my belly on the way up, I knew what he was planning to do.
I was wearing a vest and shorts, no underwear, so he could of just pulled my vest down. He wanted to excite me, he knows my stomach is sensitive. Mixing that and kissing my neck was enough, enough to send me over the edge into a massive exhausting climax. I started to squirm and his kisses got more intense, his hands made their way to my breasts and focused on my hard and extremely sensitive nipples. I couldn’t take anymore, I completely lost it, my orgasm made my whole body sensitive and I craved more. I needed more.
After I came down from the beautiful orgasm he gifted me I noticed he wasn’t touching me anymore. I opened my eyes and realised he was watching me.
“I love seeing you orgasm, I missed out on seeing you moan and move like this.”
It just dawned on me that this is the first time he has made me cum.
“I will never go back to not making you feel good, hearing you moan or seeing your reactions. Your reactions are so sexy, they make me feel like I will do anything to see them.”
Those words made me even more aroused and I also thought to myself I could never go back to him not touching me. I sat up to look in his beautiful eyes and kissed him.
“I just realised that you’ve never seen me naked, let me fix that issue.” I tried to sound as seductive as I could.
I pulled my vest up slowly so my breasts dropped gracefully. I tried not to make eye contact but I felt him staring at the flesh that he had never been exposed to. I untied my shorts and laid back down.
“Do you want to pull these down for me?”
He didn’t reply to me, he just stood up and walked to the end of the bed. He knelt down and pulled down my shorts, slowly revealing my freshly waxed and now wet pussy. He smiled, probably because I was wet, then crawled up my body until he reached my breasts.
He spoke so low and erotic, “I’m going to drive you crazy, you ready?”
My clit started to throb and I managed to whisper “yes!”
He held my breasts in his hands and started to suck and nibble on my nipples simultaneously. I couldn’t hold in my moans, feeling his mouth and tongue on me drove me insane. I quickly thought that I never wanted to get use to this pleasure, I wanted to feel like this every time he touched me.
He traveled down my body licking and kissing as he goes down. He stopped as he reached my wet spot. He pushed my legs apart and started to kiss my thighs. I grew anxious in anticipation and could not wait for him to taste me. He got so close and I braced myself but he just inhaled my scent.
“Mmmmm your pussy smells so good!” Right after he spoke he bit my thigh. I was so confused but turned on and I just wanted him to devour me. He went back to inhale me again and just when I started to get ready he bit my thigh, this time I screamed out. He continued this for the next few minutes and the last time he did it I was squirming around and moaning and he hadn’t even touched me there yet.
“Please, please touch me. I’m sorry, just touch me please.” He had me apologising for no reason.
“Why are you apologising Nia? Have you done something wrong?” He sounded so cocky, I just knew this is what he meant when he said he was going to drive me crazy.
“Please just kiss me there, let me cum sir.” I whimpered.
I think me saying sir was enough to make him realise it was time to give me what I wanted. He ran his nose along my pussy and then started to flick his long, wet tongue on my clit. I got overwhelmed and tried to move away but he held me down with one hand and started to finger me with the other. I started to yell his name, I could feel my orgasm building again, he lightly bit down on my clit while fingering me extremely fast. I came immediately and was in ecstasy.
I laid there panting and he stood up and looked like he was getting ready to leave.
“What you doing? Are you going somewhere?”
He looked at me and smiled, “I just wanted to pleasure you baby, now I’m good to go.”
“Well I don’t want you to go yet, I still have to taste you!”
I sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled him by the belt to come closer to me. I looked up at him while I undid his belt and his jeans, I pulled them down and started to rub his dick over his boxers. I never broke eye contact and as he started to get hard I licked my lips, his eyes widened. I pulled the front of his boxers down to reveal his dick and it looked good enough to eat. I grabbed the base of it and placed the head into my mouth, I used my other hand to caress his balls. He started to moan and it made me want to pull out all my tricks. I pulled him out my mouth and licked up and down the shaft making sure when I got back to the top I circuled the head. When he started to close his eyes that’s when I went for the kill deep throating his beautiful dick like nothing else in the world mattered. He grabbed on to my ponytail and held on as if that would make me not stop. I continued to deep throat until I heard a low grown and felt his warm essence trickle down the back of my throat.
He let go of my hair and looked down at me, I slowly squeezed his now soft manhood making sure to get every last drop of his delicious cum. I looked up into his eyes and swallowed and then said, “Now you can go home, deshawn.”