Fantasies 2

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Bridges.

Throwing my duffle bag on the floor by the entrance, I walk further into the house. It's an early Friday morning and I'm pretty sure De is sleep. I don't smell nothing cooking. I open the door to the bedroom, witnessing Deanda rocked. Must of been up all night because she's sleeping hard.

I strip off my jacket and Timb's, climbing into bed and pull the covers off of her. Her body dressed in lingerie as always but it's a set I bought her. A smirk plasters my face as I take her panties off, her lower half lifting up off the mattress. I shake my head and kiss her inner thighs, down to her jewel which glistens from her gloss. She's definitely wet dreaming.

My tongue dips into her entrance, coming up to pearl causing her to gasp and shake. Her eyes flutter open to me and watches me feast like she always does. Her freak ass just has to watch, making shit intense.

"Hey baby." She moans, laying her head back.

"Don't hey baby me. You ignoring my calls and text last night. Fuck was you doing hmm?" I question softly yet intriguingly to keep the mood going. I ain't let up on the tongue game.

"I wasn't ignoring your calls baby, my phone h-had died. And when I plugged it up, I tried to call you back but y-you didn't answer." She stutters in pant. I grunt from the taste and push her thighs back, going ham on her core. Deanda hisses, squirming from the shocks sent through her body.

"We'll talk about it later, right I want you soaked."

"I can do that for you." She moans in whispers. I pull back and lick my lips, peeling the lips back and expose more of her rose bud. My tongue working from her entrance and back again repeatedly. The fruity nectar just lathering my tongue.

Deanda holds her legs back by her ankles, bitting her lip in pleasurable moans. Her body begins to tremble and I know she's close, the heat begins to rise between us both. I glide my hand up her stomach, through the valley of her breast to her neck. Gently wrapping my fingers around her throat, I continue to feast between her thighs enjoying every second of if.

"Damn Darius." She moans as her mouth falls open, her eyebrows arching in union. I feel the substance ooze like a faucet, knowing she's prepared for me. I kneel in the middle of the bed, removing my hand from around her neck and lick the gloss off my lips. Her core dripping wet just like I like it.

Deanda lets go of her ankles, unbuckling the belt of my pants. We haven't been around one another in a week because of preparation for the game and her working. We haven't really had time for ourselves, and then when we did we mostly fell asleep because of how tired we are.

I place myself at her entrance, slowly gliding my shaft into her tight tunnel. De digs her nails into my biceps, gasping with a small chill approaching her spine. I crash my lips into hers, tasting the minty freshness. She was already prepared and ready. That's why I love her g.

"You ain't play no games huh?" I mumble against her lips. She shakes her no, moaning at my slow pace of a performance. I lay my head in the crook of neck, groaning as I penetrate deeper inside of her. Her soft hands roaming my body as my hand comes under her back and unhooks her bra. I ain't even get a chance to take my clothes off and honestly I wasn't worrying about it. Home was calling me and I wasn't wasting no time. That's how it be sometimes, you just can't wait. You gotta have it right then and there.

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After a few rounds, De and I both tapped out and took a shower to clean up. She went right back to sleep and I'm just up thinking. I do that a lot, just think and reflect on a lot. Like my life and how it turned out. I never thought I would get married as much as I shopped around. I grew up in a loving home, but as a young man, I didn't want that. Now that I have it, it opened my eyes to a lot.