taraji h.
my wife decided that we should make a movie tonight so thats what we doing. for our eyes only of course. i didn't mind it, we all need something to look back at.
tasia paused right above my tip giving me and the camera a dangerous look.
"hands or no hands?" she asked softly.
it was the look that did it. the way her voice dropped like a secret.
"no hands," i said with a smirk.
her smile told me i chose wrong—in the best way.
it was something about her eyes and that voice. made me weak everytime.
she smiled up at me before taking me in her mouth. i felt the back of her throat almost instantly. i heard her gag. i put my hand on the back of her head, guiding it.
my eyes were shut tight. i didn't know what was happening next, but she grabbed the hand that i had on her head and yanked it away before she made herself gag again.
moments later i was twitching like lightning hit me. she wouldn't stop even in the midst of me squirming. i set the camera up on the dresser, facing us.
"tasia shit! i'm finna–" i sat up on my elbows, squeezing my eyes so tight i could see the stars.
and thats when she stopped, "not yet. dont move"
she guided me where she wanted me, holding me there, taking control without saying a word. my hands were trapped beneath her, my only choice to feel her, to follow her rhythm, to learn every sound she made like music.
"turn the camera to my face and come sit on it."
with no questions asked, she climbed into the bed and sat directly on my tongue. she whimpered. her legs had my arms pinned down so i couldn't touch her.
she slowly slid up and down my face, using the headboard for support. the moment i started sucking her clit, she sat up tryna catch her breath.
"tasia, come here" i said, staring up at her. she huffed before sitting back down. i latched onto her clit immediately.
her thighs squeezed around my face, "shit" she moaned, trembling.
just when it was going great, she sat up again. this time her whole body was starting to tremble. i unpinned my arms and held onto her thighs, bringing her back down.
i kept my eyes on her the entire time. she tried to remove herself from my grip but it didnt work. she dug her nails into my forearm thinking it'd stop me.
i flipped us over so she'd be on her back. my grip on her thighs got tighter and her grip on my hair tightened. after she realized she wasn't escaping my grip, she just gave into me.
her body arched from the bed as she moaned my name back to back. as she was about to release, i removed my mouth from her.
"i was close!" she yelled, pulling my face back down there.
"not yet." i sat up and reached over to get the camera, "hold this."
once she had it steady, i pushed her legs to her chest and lined myself up with her entrance.
i pushed in once. she gasped.
"oh fuck!" she moaned out.
"mmm hmm. you feel so good"
i took the camera and threw it to the other side of the bed. i needed to look in her eyes.
"baby..." she whined, fisting the sheets.
