H.O.W - Isaiah

               Well, tonight was going smoothly, right up until… now. I guess Fatima decided to come home early from her trip with her family. I didn’t go because I and her family don’t really get along. Her sisters and mother are always claiming that I’m such a dog. Go figure huh? I had to get my thoughts together and quickly. Even if I did come up with a lie, there was no way that Fatima would believe me with pussy juices on my lips. I took a deep breath and exhaled, before I stood up and faced Fatima.

                “Hey baby.” I started, “I thought you were at your mom’s house for the week.”
               “Nigga don’t give that “hey baby” shit. What the fuck is going on here?” I saw the steam coming from Fatima’s forehead, she was mad as fuck. I had to choose my words wisely.
               “We’re just having dinner baby, that’s all.” I spoke gently.
               “Dinner? Here, at the place you told me you couldn’t get into because the waiting list was too long? Do I look like boo boo the fool to you?!” Fatima’s voice was rising. I looked around the roof top and I saw everyone looking in our direction. This shit wasn’t going to be good.
               “Fatima baby it’s not what you thinking it is.” I tried to grab her hand and she snatched it away from me and before I knew it she was right in Simone’s face.
               “Okay, before I really lose my cool and slap the dog shit out of you, I’m going to give you a chance to grab your shit and leave.” Fatima said. She was damn near nose to nose with Simone. I knew this was going to be bad, but I didn’t know how bad.
               “Fatima, you’re tripping girl we’re just having dinner.” Simone’s eyes shifted towards me. Hell, I didn’t know what to say. “I ran into at the mall and he was like you were out of town and he got these reservations he didn’t want to go to waist, so he invited me out. That’s all this is.”  I breathed a sigh of relief so loud I thought Simone and Fatima heard me, but lucky for me they didn’t.
              “Well, since you’re here now, I guess I’ll just catch me a cab home. No need in wasting the dinner. I’ll see myself out.” Simone grabbed her purse from the table and headed towards the door. Simone brushed past me.
              “I hope you don’t think I believe that bitch, but trust I’ll catch her later; it’s YOU I want to deal with now.” Fatima sat down at the table. I adjusted my shirt and sat down as well. Damn, I hope I can keep my foot out of my mouth.
             “Fatima, it’s really not what you think it is. Even though it really fucking was, “We were just having dinner.”
             “You could have taken the bitch to Burger King, but instead you brought her here? To a place I’ve been dying to go?” I sat back in my chair and sipped my glass of Champagne. Fuck! I forgot I ordered this!
             “Oh and you ordered Champagne?” Fatima didn’t miss shit. I was so fucked up in the game right now. How the fuck am I going to get out of this shit! Think playa, think.
“It came with the meal babes. That’s all.” I sipped it again. Fatima looked at through piercing eyes. I couldn’t tell if she believed me or not, but at least she wasn’t yelling at me. Red Roof was the shit and I wanted to come back again someday.
            The waitress came to the table with the food Simone and I had ordered. “You know you don’t have to eat what she ordered.” I said to Fatima. “Order something else if you want.” The waitress placed the plates in front of us.
          “No, it’s okay. I’ll just eat this.” She said surprisingly calmer. “Smells good too.”  Wait no fussing or cursing me out? This could turn out to be a good night after all.
           We ate our dinner in silence. Fatima didn’t really look at me doing our meal. I tried to make light conversation, but I knew she was still pissed at me. I had to make this right. I could give her head under the table, but that shit would just be pointless; especially since that’s how she almost caught me anyway and I didn’t want her quickly flashing back to wanting to cause another scene.
           Dinner was just about over. The waitress came and asked us if we wanted dessert. I told her no and she handed me the check then cleared the dirty dishes from the table. I reached for Fatima’s hand this time she didn’t pull away from me. She looked at me and smiled at me sheepishly. I paid the bill and we headed towards the car.
            I immediately lowered the windows when we got in. I had to get Simone’s scent out of the car. Fatima got in and remained quiet. I turned on her favorite station of Smooth Jazz and cruised down the highway back to our home. It took us less than half an hour to reach the gates. I pulled the car into our garage and turned off the engine. Fatima got out the car and walked towards the door that leads to our kitchen.
           “I’ll be right in.” I told her as I got our things out the car. She just nodded and left. I pulled my cellphone out and checked the messages. Of course I had one from Simone.             
         “Hey, sorry tonight didn’t go the way we planned but trust me we will have our time. I can’t wait.” Shit! I closed out my messages and put the phone in my pocket as I headed inside the house. I walked through and saw Fatima’s trail of clothing leading to our bedroom. She left her heels and pants on the kitchen floor and her shirt and bra lead to our bedroom door which was closed. I heard sounds coming from the room, so I opened the door to see Fatima lying on the bed with her legs spread wide showing all that pretty pink pussy to me. My dick had instantly gotten hard. The sound I was hearing was her little clear, pink dildo that we sometimes used. I started rubbing my dick through my pants as I watched Fatima please herself.
         Fatima locked eyes with me and continued to assault her pussy with hey toy. Then she stopped and removed the fake dick, laying it on the table. She sat up and seductively licked her lips and motioned me over to her. I walked my horny ass right to her so fast it felt like I was floating. Fatima looked into my eyes intensely and I returned her stare. I’ve never seen that look in her eyes before. It was turning me on even more.
           I stroked my dick while I got lost in her eyes. It was hard to break away from her stare, but once I did I noticed how perfect her body was, and how flawless her skin was. Her chocolate skin glowed in the dim lighting. Her ass was so fat you could really see that shit from the front. Her 36 C titties sat right in my face and were begging me for attention. I could see Fatima’s clit peeking out through her thick pussy lips and it was glistening with her juices. She pinched her nipple and continued to rubbing her wet ass pussy in front of me. My tongue started getting as hard as my dick was. Moving closer to her, I took the hand that Fatima was using to play with her pussy and sucked the juices from her fingers one by one. I ran my tongue between each one. I couldn’t wait until I placed this long, thick tongue between her legs.
         “Baby,” I started, Fatima placed her finger to my lips. She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me close to her and kissed me like I’ve never felt before. Our lips locked and fit like puzzle pieces. Our tongues danced the forbidden dance together to a song that we only heard. My hands were over spilling with her titties as I massaged them. I felt her hands, yes both of them around my dick. She used both of them to stroke me. Fatima went from base of the dick to the head of it, softly twisting her hands around it. She reached under and massaged my balls as well. The shit was feeling so damn good a moaned slipped out. She sped up her stroking. I had to pull back because that’s not how I wanted to cum.
          I grabbed Fatima by her waist and pulled her naked body to mine. Tossing her to the bed, she landed with her legs open, that’s when I dived in middle of them. My tongue was the first thing to land on that wet pussy she had. I buried my face like it like I was soldier that had been away from home and was missing where I belonged. I used my tongue to spread open her lips and wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked it. I felt her sweetness flow into my mouth and take over my taste buds. Fatima’s body squirmed while I devoured her. I flickered my tongue like a snake on her pearl then sucked on it again. She moaned. She rubbed my head. I ate pussy as if I was begging for forgiveness for what happened earlier.    
          Fatima’s body began shaking and she screamed my name while she was cumming on my face. Her body stopped moving. Fatima sat up and then grabbed my dick and took me in her mouth. I felt the head of my dick touch the back of her tonsils. My baby had no gag reflex at all. I watched her head go down and up, from side to side, and back again. I saw the spit dribble down her chin and drip on to her titties; she didn’t wipe it away. She looked me in my eyes while she took the dick down her throat again and again. Then she sped up her sucking; focusing on the head and massage the balls then taking the balls in her mouth and sucking on them gently. It was just the way I liked it.
         “Oh shit.” I moaned. I looked down at her, she had her ass in air so I reached down and smacked and watched that fat ass of hers jiggle. Her paced increased as she spit and jerked my dick. She took my dick from her mouth and tapped it on her tongue then replaced it in her mouth again. Up and down, up and down and this time she didn’t use her hands. I took my dick and smacked it against her lips and she forced it from me and put it back into her mouth. It was so fucking sexy. I don’t know what has gotten into her, but I loved it and now I was extremely ready to fuck the shit out of her. 
          “Lie down.” I commanded, but Fatima denied my request.
          “No, you lie down.” She said. So I did. She climbed on top and lowered herself onto me. I felt her pussy muscles gripping the shit out of my dick as she rode me. I gripped her hips while she bounced up and down and grinded against me. I thrusted my dick in her while she came down on me.
          “Yes, baby ride this dick.” I said through grunts. Fatima moaned and groaned as my dick grew while it was in her.
          “Yes, yes, yes.” She screamed. She dug her nails into my chest. I left my hand print on her ass from smacking it so hard, but that’s what she liked. “Fuck yes.” She said. I was ready to take control, but Fatima locked her legs underneath mine which made it hard for me to get up and flip her without one of us getting tripped up, so I just let her have her way with me.
           I guess she got tired of riding on her knees, because Fatima then stood up and squatted on my dick; she used my ankles as leverage and went to town on it. She swirled her hips and popped that pussy so well my toes started to curl. She bounced so hard I watched her ass jiggle like crazy because she was facing way from.
          “Got damn Fatima, this is why I love you.” I said to her, but she didn’t respond. I figured it was because she was focusing. I grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks apart, making sure I got this entire 8 inch dick in her. I licked my thumb and then inserted it in her ass. She jumped a little, but Fatima was into anal too. She rode my thumb and dick at the same time.
           “Ah shit!” Fatima yelled.
           “FUCK.” I yelled. Her muscles gripped again and her pussy was creaming all down my dick. I was about to cum. I could tell she was about to cum too. I wanted to pound that pussy my way, but Fatima wasn’t having it. She wanted control; I had no choice but to give it to her.
           Fatima’s sweat dripped from her body to mine. I sat up and licked the sweat from her shoulders as she continued to ride me. I had my arms around her, while I played with her clit and got that pussy gushing again.  My balls began to fill tight and I knew I didn’t have much longer until I came.
           “Shit I’m about to come baby!” I moaned in her ear. Fatima hopped off my dick and sucked it until my balls drained down her throat. I fell back on the bed breathless. Fatima rolled off me and lay next to me. She didn’t say a word and I was too tired to talk. The next thing I knew, I was asleep.
           I woke in the middle of the night to go take a piss and noticed that Fatima wasn’t in the bed. I saw the bathroom light on, so I just assumed she was in there. I knocked on the door, but didn’t get an answer. I opened the door and she wasn’t in there. Where the hell she at? I asked myself. I threw my boxers on and was getting ready to go search for Fatima, when I saw big yellow envelop on her side of the bed. It read: OPEN NOW. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach after I read the letter that said this:

“I hope you enjoyed this evening you lying, bitch ass, cheating bastard. I knew your ass was dirty couldn’t keep that dick your pants for a week. So guess what, I been cheating on your ass too and trust when I saw he was all up and through this pussy. When you kissed me you kissed his dick. When you ate my pussy, you ate where his dick has been. I don’t feel bad for cheating on you at all. You got what you fucking deserved! It’s over!

P.S I had an STD that’s the real reason I went away for a week to get special treatment for it. You might want to get that checked out LOL.

I hate your fucking guts.

Sincerely; the bitch you’ll never have again

Fatima.

                FUCK! This bitch got me.                                                 

                To be Continued

Lady R Publications, LLC © Aug 18, 2012

His Other Woman

               I knew it was a bad idea, but the lust in me was building. He wasn’t helping the situation either. The way he licked his bottom lip as he talked to me. His cologne had a choke hold on my sense of smell, and the look in his eyes just said he was going to fuck the shit out of me. I had no problem with this at all. Well, maybe I did; but right now at this moment none of that mattered. I was finally going to get something I knew I deserved. I was going to make Isaiah always remember what he had.

The night started off flawless. I wore my red halter top dress that had rhinestones around the top and bottom. My strappy 3 inch stilettos wrapped around my calves accentuating the muscles in them and my thighs. My body glistened with the cocoa butter and lotion melody that I put together. My hair was done in big soft curls and draped over my shoulders. I glossed my lips and sprayed on my favorite man-eating perfume. That was the final touch and I was ready to go.

            Isaiah was waiting for me in the living room. I saw him looking at pictures of me with family and friends. I walked down the steps and he turned his attention towards me. I could tell he was in awe. So was I. Isaiah was so handsome. He had on cream colored slacks and brown and cream button down. He had a fresh cut and his side burns that attached to his mustache made him even sexier. I was getting wet just looking at him. I had to pull myself together.
            “Hey beautiful, you ready to go?” Isaiah took me in his arms for an embrace. I stood lingering as he held me. This felt so right. I waited so long.

“Yes, I’m ready.” I responded as I broke away from him. I grabbed my purse and keys from the table and we exited the house. I felt Isaiah pressing up against as he let me out the door first. I turned around to lock the door and was nose to nose with him. I wanted to taste his lips so bad, but if I did we would miss our reservation at one of the top restaurants in the city called the Roof Top. It was a spot that over looked the city. I heard it was very romantic. Isaiah made the reservations weeks ago. I was excited to get to spend this time with him.

I locked the door to my house and we headed to his car. He drove a very nice Buick Lacrosse. It was black with chrome wheels that sparkled just right when the light hit them. Just like the gentlemen he was, Isaiah opened my door and I slid inside. My body melted into the cool, leather seats. Moments later Isaiah was sliding inside the driver’s seat. He put the key in the ignition and we were on our way.

“You, know I haven’t told you that you look gorgeous tonight Simone.” I was smiling from ear to ear. He has always giving me compliments, but tonight’s seemed extra special.

“Thank you baby.” I replied. “You look very handsome yourself.” I rubbed his knee. He looked over at me and gave me one his sexy smiles.

“I think you’re really going to enjoy dinner tonight. This place has already been rated 5 stars from the food critics and the entertainment critics in the city.” Isaiah said. I just sat back and relaxed. I was hoping dinner went kind of fast. The only thing I was really thinking about was ripping those clothes off of him and giving him the best pussy he’s ever had. I was starting to get antsy. We cruised down 75 south to the downtown of our city. It was so breath taking at night.

We made small talk in the car. His hand gently touched my bare thigh, and I gushed a little. Isaiah held my hand and controlled the car with the left. I felt like being daring. I slip his hand between my thighs and let him feel what he was doing to me. Isaiah had a devilish smile spread across his lips.

“Damn girl, it’s like that huh?” I just nodded in response. He was massaging my clit just right. I lifted my ass from the seat just a lil to raise my dress and spread my legs. It was the freak in me I guess. It was like lyrics from that song by 2 Chainz “Right hand on this steering wheel, left hand on this pussy.” Isaiah had played with my clit for the remainder of the ride. My nipples were diamond hard, and my breath became shallow. My heart rate increased, my legs began to shake, and I know I was making puddles on his leather seats. I guess that didn’t matter because he kept dancing in with my kitty. My eyes rolled in the back of my head and I started gyrating on his fingers. First he had one playing around with me, and then he used two. I was in ecstasy. If his finger game was this good, I couldn’t wait to see what the dick game was like.

By the time we arrived to the restaurant I had cum at least three times. Good thing I didn’t wear panties otherwise they would have been soaked from all my juices. I took a minute to get myself together. I looked over at Isaiah and saw him adjusting himself. I guess me getting worked up got him worked up. That bulge in his pants was no joke. I always imagined he had a big dick. I could just tell from the way he walked. After we got ourselves together we entered the restaurant.

“You know I can’t wait to taste you.” Isaiah whispered in my ear.

“All you have to do is taste your fingers if you want a sample.” I said smirking at him. That’s exactly what he did. He looked around to see if the hostess was paying us any attention before he sucked his pointer and his middle fingers. “Mmm.” I heard I him say.

            “Just wait until I get my hands on you.” Isaiah grinded his dick against my ass while we waited to be seated. The slut in me said “Take his ass to a coat closet or the handicap stall in the bathroom.” While the lady in me said, “You can hold off until at least dinner is over.” I swear the slut in me was winning, but the lady in me had a point. I curved my lustful appetite and decided to get through dinner. I knew it would be worth the wait anyway.

            Moments later we were led to our seats. We walked down a few steps and found our seats by a small garden of roses that lined the wall from end of the roof to the other. The roses were red, white, and pink and they smelled so good. We ordered our drinks. Mine was water with lemon and Isaiah ordered a bottle of Champaign. I wasn’t much of a drinker though, but I went with the flow of the evening. The Champaign arrived with two long stem glasses and a bucket of ice.  The waitress left and Isaiah poured us a glass.

            “So, are you having a good time?” Isaiah asked me as I took my first sip.

            “I’m having a great time. This is so beautiful.” I replied.

            “Good, I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” Isaiah leaned back in his seat and stared at me.

            “What’s wrong?”

            “Oh, nothing is wrong. I was just admiring your beauty Simone. I’ve always thought you were a beautiful woman. It’s my pleasure to be spending the evening with you tonight.” I blushed so damn hard I thought my cheeks were on fire. It took a few minutes before my skin tone went back to its original color. I picked up the menu and looked over the food items. Everything looked so good. I peeked over the menu to see if Isaiah was ready to order. I already knew what I wanted, but it wasn’t on the menu. So I decided to settle for the grilled salmon and asparagus with a side of mash potatoes.

            “I can’t get your sweetness off my mind.” The aphrodisiac look that Isaiah had in his eyes spoke volumes. As much as I wanted him to take me right there on our table, I had to decline the temptation, but Isaiah on the other hand had other plans.

            “Can I kiss your lips.” He asked me.

            “Yes you may.” I leaned forward and closed my eyes as I waited for his lips to touch mine. After a few seconds of not feeling them yet, I opened them to find that he wasn’t in his seat. What the fuck?! I surveyed the area, there were only about four other couples so far sitting in the area that we were in. Maybe he went to go freshen his breath. I thought. I back down in my chair and took another sip of my Champaign. I suddenly felt hands on my legs; and I jumped. I reached under the table cloth to see what the hell was going on. It was Isaiah. He had crawled underneath.

            “Isaiah!” I whispered as loud as I could without drawing attention to myself. “What the hell are you doing?”

            “Shh. You said I could kiss your lips. Now open up.” I felt his hands spread my legs apart.

            “I didn’t think you meant those lips!” I tried to close my legs, but trust me I wasn’t trying hard enough; if at all really. I felt his fingers slide in me once again. Instantly I gushed. He twirled his finger around my clit and then he blew on it. When that cool air hit my warmth, chills ran through me. I reclined back into my chair; he spread my legs farther. The next thing I felt were his lips French kissing mine. I felt his tongue slide from the bottom of my pussy to the top and back down again. He took my clit between his lips and sucked gently on it. I could hear the noises coming from under the table. Damn this shit was feeling good. I was trying to keep my composure and not slip out of my chair. I clutched the table cloth for dear life while he stuck his tongue deep inside me. I felt him opening and folding his as he darted it quickly around my now swollen pearl. Fuck had managed to escape my mouth. It wasn’t loud enough to draw attention to myself. Isaiah smacked my pussy a few times and then returned his lips to it. Damn how did he know that was the shit I liked? I knew I was making puddles under this damn table. I hope he was catching all the juices that were escaping.

            Isaiah had my legs wrapped around his neck. He gripped my thighs and ate this pussy like it was his meal for the night. I tried to remain calm during this whole ordeal, but the shit was getting harder; especially as I was on the verge of cumming. I bit down on my lip hard. It took a lot for me not to pull the top of my dress down and start to play with my nipples. I reached down under the table, grabbing the back of his head I started humping his face. The way I had planned on doing it later that night.

            The table began to shake so I had to slow my humping down. Isaiah sucked my clit and had his fingers dancing in my pussy at the same time.

            “Oh shit!” I slightly screamed. I looked around and saw a few heads turn in my direction. “It was a bee.” I said trying to cover up the fact that I was getting the best head of my life. My whole body started to shake which made the table start to shake and the glass and silverware that lie on top of it as well.

            I saw a figure coming towards us, but I couldn’t really make out who it was. I thought it was the waitress coming to take our order.

            “DAMN!” I yelled. This time everyone was looking at me. “Fuck it. I’m getting mine in.” I had came so hard as Isaiah’s lips covered my pussy and sucked so hard I thought my back was going to cave in. His tongue went into hurricane mode around my clit, and his fingers were going like little jackhammers. I swear if I had stood up, I would have fell from all the juices that was one the floor under me.

            I came down from my orgasmic high and seen the figure was about three feet away from the table, but it wasn’t the damn waitress at all.

            “Oh shit!” I said as Isaiah tried to discreetly make his way back to his chair. He adjusted his shirt and grabbed the napkin to whip his face. I didn’t take my eyes off the person who was now standing behind him.

            “Did you enjoy that?” He asked me. I didn’t answer.

            “What’s wrong baby? Are you ok?” Isaiah had a concerned look on his face. I tilted my head suggesting that he turn around.

            “Yes Simone. Are you ok?” I saw Isaiah’s eye widen like he was a deer caught in headlights. Fatima, my “best friend” and his woman had come back into town; early. Now am I going to explain this shit! 

                                       To Be Continued

Lady R Publications,LLC © August 17, 2012

The Get Away

Finally, after working non-stop it was time for a vacation. Let's see where shall I go this time? I had thought about going back to New York to see my special friend. Our last encounter was something special. I talked to him and set everything up. I told him I would be there for about a week. I could feel him smiling over the phone. I heard it in his voice. The last time we were together we barely made it out the car, out the elevator, down the hall, well you get the idea, we barely made it.
We conversed many times on what was going to happen, where it was going to happen, and for how long it was going to happen. He explained to me in very specific detail that my ass was his and he was going to do what he damn well pleased. Since I liked being bullied in the bedroom, I didn't object.
So my flight was booked and my hotel was reserved and my suitcase was packed. Only thing left for me to do was wait for the day of my flight. In the mean time me and my special friend continuously conversed. The anticipation of seeing him again was growing. I found myself getting moist just thinking about him touching me and kissing. Then when I heard his voice, I swear if I wore panties I would have to change them very often, instead I just leave puddles under me.
The day finally came when I was walking into the airport and was getting ready to board my flight. I texted him and said I'll see you in a few hours. He texted me back smiley face, I can't wait. I made my way to my seat and got comfortable. I got one more text from him. It was a picture a very very nice picture. I looked at it about 4 times, "damn I can't wait for this plane to land." was all I could think about. I could have went to the restroom, but I wanted to save all my juices for him.
I leaned back in my seat and took a nap. I woke up to the stewardess tell us to put our seats in the upright position because we were getting ready to land. I did as I was told. Looking out the window I watched as the clouds rose and the plane descended from the air.
The plane landed and we unloaded. I walked into the lobby and got my luggage. I called him and he picked up on the first ring. "I'm here." I said. "I'm behind you." He replied. I turned around and there he was standing tall and chocolate. Just as I remembered him. We wrapped our arms around each other and lingered in a long embrace. He ran his hands all over me. I loved it.
We broke the hug and headed to the car, he grabbed my luggage from my hand and carried it for me. He opened the door for me and I got in. Our conversation was small chit chat about the flight and if I was comfortable and yada yada yada. I noticed we passed my hotel. "Where we going?" I asked. He simply stated, "To my house." I didn't argue I just sat back and enjoyed the ride.
The car ride wasn't very long, about half an hour. We pulled up into a blacktopped driveway with a nice sized house attached to it. The lawn was well taken care of and the neighborhood was lined with nice houses and cars. "not bad." I thought to myself.
He parked the car and we made our way to the house. I stepped into one of the most well decorated, beautiful housing I have ever seen in person. I bet you could even eat off the floor. He stepped in behind me and locked the door. I tried to step out of his way, but he held me by my waist. I tired to turn around to kiss him, but he kept me facing forward. He lead me to the back of the house and into this magnificent bathroom that had a huge stand up shower and marble tub.
He finally let my waist go and walked over to the tub and turned it on. Water filled the it from all directions. Then he walked over to the closet and handed me a terri cloth robe. "Get in and get comfortable. I'll be right back." He said as he kissed me on my forehead. Then he left out the bathroom. I walked over to the large vanity type mirror with the counter attached and laid my clothes on it as I got naked. Then heading over to the tub, I tested the water, it was just right so I got in. I heard the door knob jiggle, it was him standing there naked with a tray that had a bottle of wine, 2 glasses and chocolate covered strawberries. Those were my favorite.

With that being said, I'll get back to you in a minute.

Until Next Time

~Muah~
Chokolate Kizzez

Chokolate Kizzez #1 - Ex Sex

So today, I came to a realization that we are through; I mean completely over. I'll admit that I will miss you especially the sex. Yeah, the sex was the shit. That long chocolate weapon you called a dick had me climbing the walls at some point many times. That muscle in your mouth that you used to have me speaking in tongues will definitely have me reminiscing about you.
I remember one day while we were out and about, just enjoying each other's company . I had on your favorite pair of jeans that cupped my ass cheeks just right, the shirt that accentuated my breast, the heels that drove you crazy every time I wore them, and let's not forget the oils that almost made it hard for us to leave the house on time. We decided to go to movies and dinner, you know doing the cute couple thing. you couldn't keep your hands off me, or your lips. We got into a kiss so deep that we forgot we were in front of the restaurant you chose that night. I know people were staring at us, but that was the exciting part.  Having people watching. I think that's when I discovered that I was an exhibitionist.
When we finally got our table I was a little hot and bothered. I really wanted to say let's get this shit to go and finish what we started at home, but we were already there and drinks were on the way, besides I knew how much you loved to eat, in more ways than one. We sat at our table, talking and laughing; discussing our days events. You had that look in your eye that said you were ready to fuck the shit out of me. Hell I was ready for that too. We ate dinner, you had the steak, broccoli, and mash potato's. I had the shrimp pasta and garlic bread. I purposely played with the noodles; twisting them around my tongue and licking the sauce from my lips. Of course I knew what I was doing. Teasing was my speciality. I will admit that you played the game well also. You knew I was a sucker for your tongue tricks. That thick, pink, snaky thing WHEW! was all I could say.
Once dinner was done we ordered desert, an ice cream sundae that we shared. When it arrived to the table you made your way next to me and we fed the ice cream to each other. I'd lick the remaining ice cream from your lips, you drizzled the chocolate sauce on my exposed breast and licked it off. We shared the cherry that was on top, as you kissed me and bit it in half. It was so fucking sexy. I know the audience was either loving us or hating us. I was enjoying it immensely.
I know by the time the check arrived we were both ready to go, even though we still had a movie to go and watch. Getting in the car took forever also. We kissed, nibbled, and sucked on each other while leaning on the hood of the car. The kissing of the lips and the nibbling of the neck was my major turn on, got me soaking wet and you knew that. I felt your dick growing on my leg, so being me I unzipped your pants and started rubbing it. The pre cum dripped on my hand and I rubbed it into the head while kissing you passionately.
I recall when we finally go in the car the ride to the movie theater was intense. I had my jeans down around my ankles and your thick fingers were sliding in and out of my wetness as I drove. My left had controlled the car as my right hand controlled your dick. You have no idea how hard it is to keep control of your body and a vehicle at the same damn time. I wanted to pull over so bad, but i wasn't going to give in first; it was the competitor in me.
I stroked your dick at the same pace you finger fucked me. That was one thing I so loved, the fore play. It just got the juices flowing, evn if it was in my new damn car. The fingering was too damn good, I almost went into the next lane. I had to regain my control. I felt your dick getting harder and that vein on the left side of it was throbbing.  We were both ready to pop. Thank goodness the movie showcase was at the next right. I pulled into that parking lot as quick as I could.
"Swap, swap, swap, squish, squish, squish." that were the sounds that were coming from our  body parts. I had you entire had dripping wet along with my drivers seat.
I pulled into the farthest part of the parking lot and went to the farthest end. You pulled your seat as far back as you could and reclined it until it touched the back seats. I hopped out the car and ran to your side, opening the door I saw your dick standing at attention, hell it better be the way I was playing with it. i tooke my jeans off and therw them in the back seat. Climbing inside I straddled your dick. It felt so good as I eased my way down it. You wrapped your arms around my waist and guided me up and down as I gripped the back of the seat. "Ooo shit." I said as I bounced up and down. I heard you moaning, "damn baby" In my ear, biting on my neck and telling me to ride that dick.  I felt your curve hitting my spot. I felt my orgasm about to erupt. I rode that dick faster and harder. You squeezed my cheeks and smacked my ass while you pounded my wetness from underneathe. Our moans came together as we came together. My thighs were stick with my juices and your juices. My body shook from the delicious, creamy, orgasm I so desperately needed.
We kissed once more. As I started to remove myself from your lap, I wiped the steam from the windows and noticed a small crowed in the distance. I grabbed my wet wipes and pants from the back seat and cleaned myself off as well as you., then slipped back into my clothes. I stepped out the car and walked over to the drivers side like nothing ever happened.
I heard a guy in yell, "don't come knocking if the car is rocking." I just laughed and got in. We decided to say fuck the movie and went back home to make our own, but that's another entry.

Until next time
~MUAH~

Signed Chokolate Kizzez