Miss Jackson {b.u.}

{51}

I couldn't see our room. Joanne had this elaborate dance set up, but Joanne said she didn't know how to dance. Our weekends normally consisted of the kids going to spend time with aunts and uncles. Family members we truly trusted. I couldn't see a thing. My eyes were blindfolded by a bandanna. I heard the door open, nerves rushed me as I didn't know what was happening. After the door shut, I didn't hear anything else, "take the blindfold off." her voice whispered in my ear, from behind me. I was sitting in a chair. I could feel her fingertips run across my chest. Even though my shirt was on, it turned me on.

My hands untied the blindfold. My eyes took a moment to adjusted to the light. But when I had finally come to my senses. Joanne stood in front of me. I jerked my head back, in awe of her body. I shook my head and took a deep breath, placing my hand on my forehead, "Oh...wow."

I was almost breathless. My eyes grazed her outfit. Well...it wasn't really an outfit. Joanne's hair was straightened. It was silky. Smooth. She had dark makeup on. A black laced lingerie two piece that matched accompanied by thigh high white socks and black heels. I cleared my throat, staring at her. Toxic by Brittany Spears began playing, but it was altered. Slowed down.

As one beat hit, she struck a pose. Until the lyrics spoke to her body. She strutted toward me toward the beat of the song. I put my hands up, letting her know she was in control. I was really focused on her, but also my heart practically beating out of chest. I closed my eyes as her hands slid down my chest, near my belt buckle. I gulped, opening my eyes, looking down at her. I couldn't look at her, it was too much for me. I turned my head away and she pressed her hands on my knees, resting herself on my lap. I swiped my mouth as she moved her hips to each beat. Joanne slid down against me, then backing up, crawling to me. I smirked at her, my gaze dimming, "C'mere."

I leaned back in my chair as she practically climbed on top of me again. She shook her head, turning, grinding against me. My hand trailed down her back. I trailed my fingertips along every crevice, getting to know each and everyone more and more. She turned to me, wrapping her legs around me and the song came to a slow end. Our lips just barely touching and Joanne's heavy breath blew against my face. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, my hand placed on her back and the back of her head, but I moved them to her ass as I picked her up, pressing my lips against hers and the kiss began to spiral out of control. As our tongues clashed against each other, I kept Joanne against me and pushed us against the wall. I pulled away. The both of us breathless, "where'd you learn to do all that, darling?"

Joanne grazed her tongue against the front of her teeth for a moment, then smirked, "That's my little secret, pretty boy."

She knew just how to get me going. I pulled us off of the wall and onto the bed. We rolled in between the sheets, making out, planting kisses on our necks or parts of the body we could reach. I sat up in the bed. Joanne got on top of me, slowly and my hand followed her body onto me. My boxers weren't off yet, but she seemed impatient. I stared at her as I finally felt her body against mine again. I stared at her, like she was this goddess and I was finally being chosen. My hand ran through her straight hair and she straddled me. My hand trailed to Joanne's back, finding it's way to her bra, "you looked..." I began and bit my lip for a moment and I unclipped her bra, "mm..very sexy."

Joanne let out a small gasp, then smirked at me. I kissed in between her breasts, then down to the end of her panty line. My eyes looked up at her, pleading to let me in.

I entered her warmth. I hadn't felt her in a long time. I forgot what she felt like, but to be honest, the wait for sex was worth it, because it got better every time. I leaned my head against the bed frame, taking every feeling in. I took my head off and Joanne turned her head, leaning down and kissing my neck, my chest. I let out soft moans. Joanne moved herself up and down, but of course, I needed to help. She brought her face back to me, and I opened my eyes. I leaned in to kiss her, but she backed away, smirking. I leaned my head back, biting my lip as she continued to ride me and somehow through her insanely hot breaths, she uttered, "what's wrong? Can't take it?"