So you know when Beyonce told Jay-Z to call "Becky with the good hair." Yeah, I'm Becky! 🙋🏽♀️
Proud of it too.💁🏽♀️
Anthony could hardly respond to his friend when I had the head of his shaft in my mouth. I sucked, kissed, and rubbed him mercilessly as he struggled to speak to his friend. Whoever he was talking to eventually hung up in frustration.
When he was off the phone, I stopped and looked up at him. Anthony started laughing. " You're crazy." He said shaking his head. "But no one told you to stop."
"I just wanted to make sure I had your undivided attention." I wink at him.
"It was undivided the moment you st-st-started."
I resumed my mouth and hand massage while he was talking.
Again mercilessly I go at him until I start to feel him quiver and shake. Not wanting him to release, I move my mouth from his shaft to his balls, while my hand continued to glide up and down his shaft. He groans at the pressure that was building up as he was getting ready to climax goes back down.
I go back to work on his shaft again with my mouth.
Anthony's hands are entangled in my curly hair when he starts to quiver and shake again. Not trying to have this man I just met, nut in my mouth, I escape his grasp of my head.
"Why'd you stop?!? Again?!" Anthony looked at me incredulously. He was breathless and pretty sure this is the best his member ever had been sucked.
"Because I want to ride you papì..." I say hoping that was a good excuse. Anthony looked a bit ticked.
"Alright, yeah... I guess it is a good thing you stopped... You were about to catch all this nut in your mouth." Anthony said as he reached for a condom from out of his nightstand drawer. "Just so you know, you're riding this nut out, no stopping!" Fed up with this game Isa was playing.
"Sì papì..." I give him my most innocent face as I take the condom from him.
I give his member some sloppy kisses before I put the condom on him. I mount him and slide down on him slowly. We moan in unison when I find my rhythm.
"Do that little dance from last night mamì." he murmured holding my hips.
"You liked that papì?" I teased.
"Sì mamì."
I began spelling coconut on him. Remembering how good it felt on myself, I begin to stride in rhythm.
"I love the way you ride me mamì."
"Mmmhmm." I murmured focusing on our chemistry.
Anthony soon finds my rhythm and meets the end of my circling motion with a deep hard thrust. Still holding my hips he rises up to catch a nipple in his mouth. The stimulation of it all brings me to orgasm on him. He follows shortly after.
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After cleaning up, we held each other in the middle of his king-sized bed. I had my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat and idly traced his chest tattoo with delicate fingers. Anthony rubbed my back and played with my hair. Every now and then, we would meet each other's gaze and place delicate kisses on each others lips.
We laid like this in silence. Both resisting the feelings that we seem to have developed for each other so soon.
Could this be love already?
They both thought over this question. But instead of talking about it they just expressed their emotions with small acts of affections.
Soon they were overcome by the sandman and fluttered into a peaceful sleep.