Memoirs of a Nymphomaniac

2) TO THE BACK

It was 8:30, and it was time. He was a persistent and sexy man. He was right on schedule, and I heard the knock on the door.

"Hi Casey! It's great to see you.", I said with flirtation.
"Hey baby. It's good to see you too.", he responded
"Come on in.", I said. I wanted him to come into more than that. He was the second African I had ever dated. They were amazing in the bed. He gave me a light hug when he walked in.
      "Why you always call me baby?", I curiously asked.
"Because you're my baby. How was class?", Casey responded.
      "It was good. Are you ready to eat?", I asked.
"I already had my main course, but I'll take dessert.", he said. That was the sexiest shit in life.
     "Good answer.", I said.

I grabbed his hand, and we proceeded to the kitchen. I had his dessert in more ways than one. I prepared some chocolate covered strawberries. It emulated his chocolate all over my strawberry.

     "Casey I prepared you a dessert.", I said.
   "That looks delicious, but I'm allergic to strawberries. I know something you can put the chocolate on.", he said.

Suddenly, Casey grabbed my thighs and propped me onto the granite counter. He started kissing me everywhere, and he gradually stuck his tongue down my throat. I moaned in approval. He started to unbutton my blouse. He was caressing and groping my breasts, and it turned me on. He removed my bra and stuck his head all through my boobs. His tongue circled and rotated around my areola, and it truly made me tingle. He started pouring the milky, silky, and wet chocolate all over me, and he rubbed and licked it all over my body. His body was rocking against mine. I felt his cock rubbing against me, and I started grabbing the enormous print through his pants. His head and body gradually descended down mine and then he removed my pants. It was an exhilarating feeling. He licked my inner thigh, and then removed my panties with his teeth. He was sexy as hell. Next thing I knew he was devouring my dainty flower. He slowly but quickly stuck his tongue inside of me, and he started pouring the chocolate on my pussy and going even further in. I was cumming so much, yet it felt so good. I took control and switched positions. I was suddenly on all fours with a king sized cock in my mouth. I was going up and down and it was so good. There was a throb in my mouth, and then he came on my throat. It tasted so exquisite. I swallowed and continued. It was so fucking amazing in my mouth. He grabbed me up, and put me in penetration position from the back, pushing my abdomen over the granite. He instantly stuck his member within me, and I felt so numb I could barely feel anything in my body. It was an amazing thrust and grind. I was bent over the table and it was thrilling.

        "Awwwwww......Awwwww.........Awwwww!!!!!!!!! Fuck yeah baby!!!!!", I screamed. I was dead.
    "You like that baby.... Do you like that big dick inside of you?", Casey asked.
  "Yes, Daddy!!!! I love it!!!!", I responded. I felt quite corny saying that quite honestly.

We finally cummed, and it was incredible. That was the most amazing and exotic thing I've  ever experienced. He was a true professional, and I loved it. We continued in the bedroom, and his stamina was extremely impressive. I was so tired at the end, and I let him spend the night. I woke up the next morning, and I could barely stand on my feet I was so weak. I turned and noticed him not in my bed. I proceeded into the kitchen to see a naked body with an apron on cooking me breakfast.

"Good morning, Casey.", I said.
"Good morning baby.", he responded.
"You wore me out last night, and I feel exhausted.", I slurred. I sat down on the stool and admired his perfect body.
"Was I too much for you?", he laughed sarcastically.
"Pretty much.", I said. He passed me a fancy omelette with a gorgeous presentation. It had things on it I can't even pronounce. I bit into it, and all the flavors dispersed into my mouth. He watched and admired me the entire time.

"I have to go, love.", he stressed.
"Ok Casey.", I said as he walked out of the kitchen with his perfect ass(literally).

He walked back in fully dressed and kissed me on the forehead. I swear it even sweeter and sexier than a true kiss.

"Bye, love.", he admitted.
"Bye Casey.", I said. He walked out of the door and got in his car. I watched him the whole time. Keying in on everything he did and didn't do. I walked away and noticed his phone on the table vibrating. The name read 'Wifey💏👙👠'. This was fucking ridiculous. I fucked a married man. I threw his phone outside the door where he was obviously looking for his phone in his car. This was fucking typical. I abruptly felt a rush of sadness. I thought to my self 'why does everything have to be a temporary happiness.'

"We get attached to temporary things, then wonder why our happiness never lasts."
-Unknown