Page 17 of Her Only Choyce

“Babe, I love your home. It fits the version of you I maintained in my head perfectly,” Lavender complimented. “I know you didn’t decorate it, though. Was it Ms. Rema?”

Choyce laughed as he led her down the hall upstairs. His large, traditionally built home had modern décor that was too colorful to be by his own design. While all of his furniture was either black or white, the green, blue, and silver accents in the common rooms didn’t fit his simple vibe at all.

“I’m too surprised you remembered that to be offended, but you’re right. Auntie decorated everything except my room.”

As soon as he opened the door and she took in the all-black bedroom suite she laughed. “Yeah. This is all you. You must have done this yourself?” There were no pictures on the walls and aside from a vinyl player and large flat-screen TV, she wasn’t sure what he did inside to entertain himself.

“I did.”

Once she’d made her way all the way inside and saw the large painting in the far corner of the room she gasped. Underneath it was a black recliner and small table with books sitting on top of it… but the painting… the painting had left her speechless.

Choyce wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on the top of her head. “I didn’t know if you’d look exactly the same as time passed, so that’s based off memory. I painted it two years ago.”

It didn’t matter how much she swallowed and tried to blink back her tears, they continued to fall.

“That’s me,” she whispered. “You, you painted me.” He remained silent, allowing her to soak it in. Trying to lighten the moment she added, “I know your bitches hated coming in and seeing this.”

As he laughed, she turned in his arms. “I don’t let women in here, so they’ve never seen it.”

She didn’t want to regret staying away for so long. She wouldn’t allow herself to think she’d wasted time that could have been spent being loved by this man. Cherished by him.

“Choyce,” she chanted softly, tilting his head by the back of his neck to connect his lips with hers. “No one has ever made me feel so special. Thank you for thinking about me. Wanting me. Remembering me. I promise there wasn’t a day that I didn’t want you, too.”

Their faces moved toward one another, mouths parting and connecting after too much time apart. He ran his fingers up her sides, and her body tingled from his touch. Each peck and suck of his lips, swipe of his tongue, felt electric. Slow, sensual kisses eventually became hot and demanding.

Choyce gripped her thighs and lifted her into the air then carried her over to his bed. They undressed one another as their desire became a thick cloud over them that would soon burst. He placed her in the middle of the bed, using his hands and mouth to send her into a lustful frenzy. Responding eagerly to his touch, Lavender’s fingers slid between the curls in his head, urging him lower.

Choyce obliged, spreading her legs and bottom set of lips with his tongue. Her body instantly relaxed against the bed, back arching when he slurped her clit. Lavender watched him feast on her pussy, releasing quiet whimpers and hums. She bucked against him, loving how he took his time providing her with pleasure. As he alternated between long and short licks, sucking and nibbling, fucking her hole with his tongue then his fingers, Choyce quickly brought Lavender to her peak.

Her eyes closed and mouth hung open as her body stiffened. She pulled his curls as her pussy pulsed and toes curled. Choyce lapped up every drop of her cum, continuing to feast while she came. He pressed her knees into the bed, giving her long laps of his tongue. Her moans grew louder as her body warmed and tingled.

“That feels so good,” she moaned before cursing quietly under her breath.

When she gave Choyce her virginity, their lack of experience didn’t equate to a bad time. While they may not have pleased each other orally or for a long period of time, the intense, orgasmic session had her pussy throbbing and body craving him and him alone over the years. Having him now, feeling his mouth on her, was enough to have her pussy dripping on its own.

“You taste as good as I thought you would,” Choyce complimented, spreading her lips. “I’ve been dreaming of having your cum on my tongue for years.”

His confession, combined with the tip of his tongue flicking against her clit, had Lavender gripping the sheets as her pussy gushed. The moment he moaned and licked from her clit to her opening Lavender surrendered to her building orgasm. Locking eyes with her, he sucked her swollen bud and swirled his tongue around it, demanding the orgasm he was owed.

This time after she came, Choyce removed himself from between her legs. She watched as he retrieved a condom for his long, straight dick. Lavender licked her lips and swallowed, wanting to take all of him inside her mouth. He was darker at the base of his shaft, and Lavender was dying to wrap her lips around him.

When he made his way between her legs, she told him, “I want your dick in my mouth.”

Biting his bottom lip, Choyce shook his head. “Later. Right now, I’ve got to get inside you.”

“Please,” she begged, gripping his shaft and running her hand up and down his length. It was so hard, so thick, so perfect.

Rolling over, Lavender got on her knees in front of him. He smacked her ass before arching her back as she kissed his head. As soon as she swirled her tongue around it, Choyce massaged her opening from behind. She looked up at him, smiling at the sight of his. Choyce circled her opening at the same speed as her tongue, and when Lavender took him into her mouth, his finger slipped inside of her pussy.

As her head bobbed up and down his shaft, his finger entered and exited her hole. The wetter her pussy became, the wetter her mouth became. It wasn’t long before they were moaning together, and when her pussy started to throb, so did his dick. Choyce pulled out of her and pushed her away gently before flipping her over and lifting her hands over her head.

Their lips connected as he pressed his way inside of her. Back bending, Lavender gasped. He was bigger, longer. And still the first man she’d ever allowed to enter her raw. Stretching her to fit him, Choyce sucked her bottom lip. Once he’d filled her completely, Choyce began to move inside her. Hearts syncing, bodies meshing, they moved as one. Choyce groaned and pulled out a little, just to dive back in so deep she cried out.

Her body ached, needing more, desperate to be filled completely. His strokes were slow… sure… possessive. Each hard thrust had her reeling. Choyce covered her mouth with his, swallowing every hum and whimper. As his hands dug into her thighs, her fingers clawed his back as he relentlessly pounded into her. Steady, methodical strokes caused her bones to become liquid as she came.

Lavender had cum several times in the past, but not like this. Pleasure tore her in two, making it easy for him to have parts of her long after she was gone. A quiet groan escaped her as he rocked her pelvis forward and continued his pleasurable assault. At that point, reason had left her body in the cum that cascaded in waves around his dick. All that was left was desire for Choyce, and Lavender didn’t know what the hell she’d do when he found out the truth.

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