Dessert was always his favorite meal.
After dinner and after his best friend left, he got to enjoy his dessert. Buried between the thighs of Jakinda. He did not need pie. He did not need cake. He did not need a cookie.
All he needed was juicy pussy.
The better thing was that Jakinda loved him eating her out as much as he loved doing it. Win-win for them both.
"Damn," he murmured, lapping her up while cum flowed freely from her. "I think I am addicted."
When he had enough he moved up, wiped his mouth and kissed her.
"You good?" She nodded, he spread her legs and slid inside his favorited place on earth. "Damn baby, keeping it wet and tight for me. Tell me you like this good dick I'm slinging."
"Boy shut up and fuck me!" She wrapped her legs around his waist, her nails clawing on his back. "Harder, harder."
"Make those sexy sounds for me, baby."
He gave her the long stroke, pulling all the way out then diving back in to her depths. Jakinda let out a low, long groan and that shit was hot. He kept working her with that daddy long strong. Her nails dug deeper in his back. Sweat poured from his forehead. He wiped it away and kept going at her.
"We gonna be up all night," he said, kissing her neck. "We're not getting any sleep baby, I want to sleep in this pussy."
"I want to get on top."
He moved off of her and lay on his back, helping her to sit on his lap.
"You better ride the fuck out of me."
Jakinda knew what she was doing, he didn't have to help. She gripped his dick between her pussy walls, arched her back, bending backwards as she pulsed her hips unto his. That made his eyeballs roll to the back of his head. He held his bottom lip, wincing at the pleasure she gave his body.
She gave his dick that same slow stroke, clenching him tight he was about to bust before she relaxed her muscled around him. She got up, leaned down to his dick and started to suck him.
He about nutted right then, this was new.
"Fuccccck!" He grabbed her head. "Baby, baby, baby, wait, stop. I don't wanta' come."
She slurped on him a minute more before she stopped and sat on him again, pushing him inside of her.
She slowed her stroke, leaned over to kiss him. "Keep up."
She reversed cowgirl on him, grabbed her ankles and rode him into oblivion. Once he erupted, she still sat on him, continued to ride him as their bodies made slopping wet sounds.
His breath was ragged. The bed was soaked. She finally moved to the side, looked down at him.
"All night you said?"
"I just....need to catch...my...breath." He felt like he had asthma all of a sudden. "Hold me."
She giggled at him and lay next to him, putting her arms around him.
He fell asleep just like that.
He had to get up super early in the morning to make it into work at five a.m. So that meant barely any sleep. Waking and seeing Jakinda tucked next to him, he wanted to stay like that all day. He wished he was one of those lucky bastards that worked from home, or maybe worked fulltime as a paid artist. As much as he liked his post office job, it was long hours and grueling.
"Fuck work." He knew that was not the answer. Not only did he have to go to his job, and on time so that he did not lose the roof over his head, but now he had a woman and he was the type of guy that needed to take care of his woman. He needed his job because he needed the money.
He cuddled up on her ass, his dick hard and sandwiched between her cheeks. Oh yes, it was about to go down.
"Baby," he said giving her a nudge by grinding against her ass.
Still asleep, eyes not open, she jabbed him with an elbow. "Stop! I'm still sleep."
"A quickie before I need to leave? You can stay till you need to get ready."
"Boy, let me sleep." She pushed him away, so he would not push it anymore.
He squeezed her in his arms, kissed her neck. "Okay, I'll let you sleep."
He made his way to his bathroom, showered, brushed his teeth, flossed, washed his face, shaved, moisturized his face, lathered his body with lotion and got dressed for his day. He pulled his loc back and secured them in a band. Jakinda was still sleep in bed so he walked over, leaned down and gave her a kiss on her cheek before he headed out.
It felt great to be in a relationship after so many years of the single life. Jakinda was the perfect woman for him. He wanted to show her she meant so much to him and it was not just the great sex. The sex was a hundred, but there were other things he liked about her.
Her beauty was everything.
Hey body, perfection
Her mind, her brains, he needed someone who could challenge him mentally.
She was a nurturer, she cared, taking care of him while he was sick.
She was not after his money, nor was she into material things like that.
He hoped she was into him for more than his looks, his body and his dick.
He started his day at the main post office getting his mail prepared for the day before he started his route. When it was close to time that Jakinda should be leaving his place for work, he called her.
"Everything good? You know how to lock up my place?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to walk to work or you Ubering?"
"I am not walking these streets in these boots today. But Rox is stopping by to give me a lift."
"Cool baby, enjoy your day. I'll see you later."
He decided he wanted to get his lady something special as a surprise. There was a gift shop at one of the hotels he delivered to and he stopped there to find her something. He smiled when he saw the perfect thing.
When he made it to her floor to deliver mail, she was busy on a phone call. She gave him a smile, and he stood at the counter, his hand behind his back with her gift. He could not help but feel some kind of way, watching her, amazed that this woman wanted to be his lady. He was glad he did not give up on her.
Maybe she was even over the age-gap thing.
"Hey," she said to him after she finished the call.
He pulled out the Cardinals red jersey he bought her from the gift shop. She liked wearing his, now she had her own.
"This is for you."
"Aaaa!" She jumped up from her seat and made her way to him, putting her arms around him and kissing him. This was a shock since she was at work.
"Hey, you're at work." There was no one around in their lobby area, but he was unsure how she felt about public displays of affection. He was all in on it, he had nothing to hide.
"I don't care." She took the jersey and held it to her body. She was dressed fitted dress that cinched her wait and accented that round ass he loved. "This is so cute! I love it! Imma still wear yours, but I'll save this for when I actually go to a game."
"I'll pick you up after work?" So that he could continue to do all the sexy things with her all night long.
"Yes." She gave him another kiss. "Get back to work now. Bye."
He was on cloud nine.
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Maybe, Maybe Not
RomanceJakinda is a divorced mom caught up in a boring job until she crosses paths with the new, young and hot postal worker. Nikko not only delivers the mail everyday, he delivers sex appeal. Jakinda is not looking for love, but a boy toy would do. What c...