Zama's POV
When we fall asleep, our problems seem to take a backseat for a few hours. We drift into this makeshift reality in our minds that never makes sense half of the time and the other half you cannot remember when you finally wake up. It is a temporary escape from the worries of the world. You can just enjoy that moment of bliss where you ignore your problems for a few hours. What makes it so significant is that you can tell when a dream is no longer a dream. When reality sets in and what you thought was a dream was not it.
That is how i felt drifting out of sleep and opening my hooded eyes to see my girlfriend in between my legs eating me out like her life depended on it. My thighs clenched once again on the sides of her head and that seemed to give her more courage. She was hitting all the right nerves and i needed her to not stop. This was bliss. I had the moans spilling out and i could not even stop them even if i tried. She flattened her tongue against my clitoris as if to slow down my orgasm. She wanted to take her time to worship my pussy and i could tell from how slow her strokes had gotten. I was grabbing on the sheets to try and get my mind straight. How can i think straight when this woman is doing this to me?
It was three days left of the two weeks timeframe her parents gave her and apparently she had already made a decision on what she wanted to do. I was going to find out today as to what she wanted to do. She had came over last night for a Psychology study session along with Hannah but my best friend left last night after we finished. My girlfriend also left but came back an hour later saying she missed me. I was so tired that i just let her in and as soon as the door was locked and we were in the bed, i passed out. I did not even remember taking off my day clothes but i am guessing my lady did it for me because i was stark naked this morning and here she was feasting away on my vagina.
"Mmmh you taste really good babygirl"
My ears were almost ringing. She had to stop the torture and let me release already. I was already tired from the dragged out moans i was releasing. I just wanted to cum. She pulled away to look at my swollen bud. I was a mess. I could feel tears clouding my vision and she came up to kiss me. I responded, closing my eyes and feeling the tears fall immediately. We both moaned into it and the next thing i knew, i felt her tip rubbing on my swollen bud. I whimpered against her mouth and she pulled back a little. We made eye contact. She knew exactly what i wanted but she wanted me to beg for it.
"Ufunani sthandwa sami? (What do you want my love?)"
"Pl-please... just a little bit"
"Huh?"
Her tip pressed more aggressively on my clitoris making me gasp a little more.
"I-i want yo-youuu please"
"Will you always want me?"
I was close to crying again if she did not put it in. My juices were slowly dripping down my core.
"Yes please just fuck me already"
"Alright babygirl, I'll give you what you want."
And give me she did. I was in a state of bliss once again, feeling her stretch out my walls. I had lost count of how many times we had done it at this point but every single time felt like a new experience for me. She moved her waist so skillfully and her strokes were so deep that each and every time my legs would be shaking for real. There were spots i never knew existed that she seemed to touch every time she was inside me. And i felt like she always discovered a new one when we do it because this much pleasure should be a crime.
"Do you like that my Queen?"
I could not even say it in words so i just gave her a firm nod that just seemed like i was shaking my head really badly. She chuckled and i swear i felt my pussy release once again. She was also not holding back on the heavy sighs and the groans and the low "damn" she kept saying under her breath. I could feel my high once again and she seemed like she was almost there as well. She rested her hands on either side on my body, laying herself almost on top of me. I pulled her down completely feeling her bodyweight on me with my legs instantly wrapping around her waist. She was moaning directly in my right ear now. Telling me how good it feels and how i am such a good queen for taking it like a champion.
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Memorable Nights
RomanceFollow Zimele and Zama as they maneuver their romance through a world that prefers to see things as black and white. This is a romance book centered two masculine presenting African women. No hate will be tolerated. Do not report my book. All that i...