There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
Ayize Gxarha, a poised conservative psychiatrist who meets the roguish Qaphela Makhathini due to unforeseen circumstances...
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𝙸 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝚃 𝚄𝙿 𝙷𝙴𝚁 flawless legs and place them on my shoulders before positioning myself at her slick heat. She breathes in gasps as I circle my dick at her entrance, teasing her deliciously swollen clitoris. She maintains eye contact with me, with her legs spread for my viewing. I kiss her luscious neck tenderly, going to her collarbone, licking her cursive font Proverbs 31:25 tattoo. I should probably search the meaning behind it. She shudders as my tongue runs through her body.
She shuts her eyes as I speak against her lips. "Ayize ngibheke." (Look at me) She heeds, opening her big alluring eyes. "Look at me while I fuck the busyness and confusion out of your system." I exhort, feeling her heart go estatic as I slowly plunge into her sweetness. My baby emits a bewitching moan, music to my fucking ears!
"Qa-. It's too mu..." Shit! I hope I don't have a fast release, considering how her searing walls a clinging onto my manhood.
"You can take it sthandwa sam. You're a good girl, aren't you Ayize?" I coerce her and that results in her vaginal walls twitching around my dick as I continue to ease myself into her. I halt inside of her and grab her braids to force her to look at me. I smile, crashing onto her plump pink lips and she clings to my lips with everything in her. She places her idle hands on my rock solid chest and grazes her manicured nails on my chest. I slowly start to move my hips and she amorously moans into my ear. I never knew that I could get any more aroused than this, but I do as I continue my slow strokes as her moans get louder and louder. She closes her eyes once again and I follow suit. Mutually enjoying the feeling and how we are copulating each other.
Our slick bodies meeting at a pinnacle, she screams my name as I go hard. My hands move to her waist as I tightly hold onto her perfectly sculpted waist. She screams as I hit a spot that brings pleasure to her, of course mutually feeling the pleasure. I realise that I'm in too deep as her lips quiver with her eyes slightly watery and her throat sounding strained from all the screaming. She suspires as I groan into her ear. It seems as if that turned her on because I unanticipatedly feel her nerve endings sizzle and she eventually screams my name, releasing liquid. I fuck her through her orgasm before placing my mouth on her buxom breast, sucking it as I spill my swimmers inside her haven. I stilled inside her, my dick twitching from that release. Fuck,that was some insane shit! Pulling my dick from her galvanising haven, I plop it on her vulva and watch as it spits up as if I hadn't just released. My swimmers ooze out and onto her skin as she also comes down off her high. Well I'll be damned, that was out of this world! My territory has been marked, my fucking territory has been marked. Sohlukaniswa ukufa manje...
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Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, I feel the head of his member poking around my hole, trying to find the entry path. Very swiftly, he rediscovers it and before I am able to brace myself for intrusion, he hits rock bottom, sending me into a world far beyond my imagination. "Baby!" I exclaim, tightening my grip on his shoulders and burying my head underneath his left ear.
"Ukahle mfaz'wam?" (Are you okay my love) the sound of his baritone voice smothers me with intoxicating sensations and I blink at him seeing that charming smile appearing on his face. This man is blessed in every department. uBra God created him on a beautiful Sunday with exorbitant materials, especially that curved male organ called his third leg. With ease, he lifts me up and down his shaft.
"Oh fuck!" I cry out softly.
"Shit, umnandi mama." (You feel good) He sonorously grunts. My creamy juices soil my thighs and trickle down my ass crack. I close my eyes and allow the crashing waves to overcome me. God, I'm finding it extremely hard to hold onto my sanity. He stops moving, hovering over me with his lips so close to mine that I can feel the air that he pushes out with them. He is glaring at me with adoration. No man has ever looked at me like this.
"Please move." I cry out. "Fuck me Qaphela!" I snap. Without uttering a single word, Qaphela strokes me with so much passion that it rattles my heart and my head, simultaneously. My eyes blossom and gaze into his. There is so much adoration and admiration within them. The contortion of his features as a result of our divine connection isn't even enough to conceal the depth his orbs possess. I gush from below as I pull his body closer to mine. Letting go isn't an option, not now, anyway. I cling to him as if he was the last human left on earth and could vanish at any moment. He digs my insides out with little mercy on me. I'm enjoying each and every thrust of his performance. He's touching my soul, serenading my body, and sewing the fragments of my heart together.
"Let it go mama." He breathes into my ear.
"Let it go," he growls. My legs instinctively move behind his back, almost guiding him deeper in my feminine goddess. I feel my body prepare for the tremor of what feels like, a volcano eruption from my back and let out the most unappealing sound my voice can piece together. We move like shores then his body starts to tense, before an animalistic grunt tears him part, he simply thrusts few more times with a deep growl, that gives me the satisfaction
"Makhathini, I'm cumming." I cry out, my lower lip quivering, my vaginal walls pulsating. Everything around me immediately blackens.
