She, Her, and I
I watched as she laid there.
Legs spread wide, head off the edge of the bed as she rubbed her
clit in a circular motion like a masseuse would a stressed person’s temples. She was horny, free, and calm.
clit in a circular motion like a masseuse would a stressed person’s temples. She was horny, free, and calm.
I watched biting my bottom lip.
As her stomach pulsated, as her chest flinched from the pleasure
Her feet clinched the sheets like a squeamish newborn.
I watched and began to rub my nipples.
I saw the veins of her hand, the light bounce off of her pussy. I saw the wetness creep down her anus
as it flexed in and out.
I felt as if I was the third wheel, as she pleasured herself.
And she went crazy from what she thought up next.
I wanted to join her (them).
So I slid down on my side.
I grabbed her leg with my left hand and placed it on my shoulder.
While my other hand eased my thick dick inside of her, it went inside of her so easily.
With each stroke I shared with her- what she was experiencing as I rested my right hand on her stomach
This night was different than any other; I was the third wheel.
And she was free, it was if she was soaring above occurrence, above what we sharing together.
I fucked her
On my side
I dipped my dick into her for scoop after scoop, until there was no level of pleasure to be met.
I knew it was coming, so I continued to dip and to thrust.
I filled her to the top. I kept dipping, while she played with her clit.
It was she and I pleasing, her pussy
I stroked. She rubbed.
I thrust. She strummed.
The more passionate the stroke. The louder she moaned.
The more she talked shit. The shorter her breaths.
The less I recognized her.
She began to call for God, maybe she saw him.
Because she came.
She came.
As her thighs trembled like thunder.
She jerked and shook as if she was possessed.
She put her wet fingers on my stomach to signal me to slow down.
Therefore, I did.
I rested inside of her as she gained consciousness.
She almost looked as if she were going to cry, it was beautiful.
Once she came to, we laid there celebrating internally.
It was her first time coming and I welcomed her (orgasm) back.
I said she was a freak.
She laughed.
I laughed.
Then we kissed.
Then she asked if she could go back there and I willingly obliged.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Labels: black, couples, erotic, freak, love, Men, non-fiction, orgasm, sex, urban, women, WTF, You Gone Need a Smoke After This
17 Comments:
my man would like me to be more sexy...im capable of doing so. i just dnt have the right motivation. he lashes n throws demands of what he wants...which leaves me feeling like i have to try to be something instead of being comfortable in my own skin. i dnt wanna lose him, and i want to spice it and b comfortable. advice pls?
Well some women do have problems being sexy, but the best advice I've heard thus far was that, whatever mental energy you have transfers to where you want it.
So if you have the mental energy, transfer it to the places that make you feel sexy. It wont happen if you dont try. N sometimes to experience good things we must step out of our own skin to experience them.
And assuming that he has been patient, since you stated "I dnt wanna lose, and i want to spice it and b comfortable" he should be or is worth the risk, so take it.
Wow...
Nice. Is it just me or do some of this sounds a little familiar. I don't know but it spoke to me!
I don't know why it sounded familiar, but Im glad you liked.
Wow... I'm speechless..
sweetheart it spoke to every woman in the world!!!!ROTFLMMFAO now wat dat do?
oh i didn't know real men played wit their nipples that's some gay ass shit.
There was a time when I thought it was gay too. Believe me, I did. However, it is what I like.
By reading "She, Her and I" you can interpret my passion for women and all the treasures they bestow. In addition, I will almost do anything to please a woman.
However, as a black man I am not to fond of gay black men, it is sort of a disservice to our community, but to each its own.
Nevertheless, thanks for the feedback.
that was powerful, great writing
So I'm listening to Jill Scott's All I and read this.....OMG talk about hot sex! this some good shit!
Thanks. The sex was indeed hot and wet. Lol
Whoa.. Nice!!!
Nice Nice Very Nice! Made me curious for a second! Very nice descriptive language i pictured every moment!
Im glad you could picture it. Because I couldn't picture my life without "it".
u got talent
Very nice as always...so vivid and descriptive, love your imagination!
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