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“Upstairs, . . . first door on the right. Let me finish up down here.”
I pecked her lips. “I’m gonna grab my bag from the truck. Meet me in the shower.”
“Okay.”
I went back outside and grabbed my bag from the truck. I always kept a spare change of clothes on me, just in case I had to be away from home. After locking up, I went back inside and headed upstairs into her room. It was tastefully decorated and matched her style completely. I stripped out of my clothes and went into the bathroom to turn on the shower. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I stepped into the steamy enclosure.
For a moment, I stood under the rainfall showerhead, allowing the water to drench me from head to toe. I thought about where the night was leading, and I needed this shit. I craved it, . . . craved her. It had been too long.
About ten minutes passed before I heard the bathroom door open. I turned to see Neha walking in. She stared at me with those lustful eyes I loved so much. Her gaze dropped to my dick, and my hand immediately went to stroke it lazily. She licked her lips as she watched me.
“Take that shit off and get in here,” I commanded.
She nodded and proceeded to give me a slow striptease. The dress came off first, leaving her in nothing but a black lace bra and thong. She turned her back to me and reached behind her to unclasp the bra. Pulling it from her shoulders, she held it up and dropped it to the floor. She hooked her thumbs in the band of her thong and did a sexy shimmy all the way out of them.
I bit my lip as she slowly spun around and walked toward the shower. Opening the door, she stepped in, right into my arms. Our mouths met, and our tongues engaged in a battle fordominance. She quickly relinquished control as I backed her up against the shower wall.
“I missed you,” she declared in a breathy whisper.
“I missed you too, baby. Let me clean you up right quick.”
I grabbed her soap and loofah, giving it a good lather. As I lathered her front, I took special care in caressing her supple skin, all while raining kisses on her lips and neck. She squirmed beneath my touch, exciting me for what was to come.
“Turn around for me, love,” I instructed.
She turned to face the wall, making sure to brush her ass against my dick. I made haste in washing the rest of her before pulling her beneath the showerhead to rinse off. As we kissed, she reached between us to stroke my dick. My mans was so hard and ready for her that the simple touch of her soft hand almost made me nut.
“Mmmm, . . . I want you inside me,” she whispered, stroking me with a firm grip.
“Not yet.”
I stooped and lifted her until I was face to pussy with her.
Niggas never understood why I was a fanatic over a fine ass BBW. Every single one I’d been with was flexible as hell. They always had this look of shock when I could lift them with no problem, Neha included. Even now. I’d put her in this very position several times before. She must have forgotten what type of nigga I was, but it was okay. I’d happily remind her.
With one leg draped over my shoulder, I held the other one open, giving me full access to her pussy. I placed a single kiss to her clit, before sucking it between my lips.
“K-Kerrion! Fuck!”
She gasped and gripped my head as I made love to her with my mouth. I switched between sucking her clit, to flicking it with my tongue, to sucking it again. She was so fucking wet,and it wasn’t from this shower. I moaned into her, savoring the familiar taste of her on my tongue.
“This muthafucka still tastes like mine,” I declared.
“Eat it like it’s yours then.”
She shoved my head down, and I feasted on her like it was my last meal, favorite meal, and something I’d never taste again.
She gasped. “Oooo shit! Oooo . . . fuck! Right there!”
With my free hand, I eased two fingers into her. She was so fucking tight that I knew no other nigga had properly stretched her pussy out in a long time. I couldn’t wait to be inside her. As I stroked her with my fingers, I French-kissed her clit and sucked that muthafucka until her legs were trembling.
Opening my eyes, I peered up to see her head tossed back, mouth open, and one hand pinching her nipple.
I paused momentarily. “Eyes on me, love.”
Our eyes locked, and she watched as I feasted on her to the very last drop. I felt the moment she released into my mouth with a silent cry of pleasure. My dick was painfully erect at this point. The head was leaking precum, begging me to fill her. I eased her down from my shoulders, cradling her legs in the bends of my arm.
She cupped my face and kissed me hungrily, sucking her essence from my lips. She was so distracted with tasting herself that she didn’t feel me positioning myself at her entrance until I was sliding her down onto my dick.
