India
Michael continued to kiss me, and his lips are everything. But it's not like this is the first we kissed. It was a sweet kiss, a bit hesitant at first, and then a little more pressured. I love the feeling of his soft lips pressed against mines.
He lifted his head and stared me in the eyes for a second. Without any warning, he kisses me again. This time he kissed me with a lot of confidence. His tongue ran along my lips and I open my mouth so he could invade my mouth. His tongue touch mines, causing me to moan softly in his mouth. I felt very light headed and my womanhood was throbbing so badly.
We break apart and sat there with our foreheads pressed against each other, breathing heavily.
"Wow... that was some kiss, huh?" He asked, chuckling. I gigglie lightly.
"Yeah... it was."
I don't think he felt what I felt in that kiss. It was magical and I felt like the world stood still, and there we're fireworks erupting all around us. Everything felt so right. There was something in the kiss I felt that I have never felt before and it kinda scared me. I lift my face to his and brought his lips to mine. I massage my fingers through his curls as he continued to kiss me. I moaned once more as he slips his tongue in my mouth again. He places his hands on my neck down to my shoulders, sliding my dress off my shoulders. He then removes his hands from my shoulders down to my back, unhooking my bra.
Finally, my bra is off, my dress is half way off, he cups my breasts in his hand and I melted instantly. His thumb graze across my nipple and I shivered. I could feel the hot tingly sensation between my legs. I quickly unbutton his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders. He then leans down, placing his mouth on my breast, while squeezing the other firmly.
I'm enjoying every moment of this.
My hands wandered down to his abdomen and start to undo his belt buckle, when he quickly stops me. I look up at him confused.
"Let's take this upstairs to my bedroom." He whispered seductively in my ear. I also noticed his voice had gotten deeper too, instantly making me melt.
We both get up from the couch but its like we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Michael kept grabbing my ass as we made our way upstairs. I turned around and place my hands on his belt buckle as he backs me to his room while we're locked in a rough, hungry kiss. I felt my back hit the door and I moaned in his mouth. He opens the door to his room and I hopped on him, wrapping my legs around his waist. We both fall in his bed, without breaking the kiss. I could feel his hard member pressing against my tingly womanhood as he continued to kiss me. He made his way down to my neck and to my breast as I moan in pleasure. He sucks on my breasts one at a time, giving them the same attention they need. He tugs on my nipples with his teeth one last time before planting soft kisses between my breast and down to my stomach.
He licks around my belly button and my legs start shaking a bit. He then pulls my dress off completely before taking off my heels. He then spreads my legs open and looks up at me with a devious smirk on his face.
"Mind if I please you down there?" He asked. I nod quickly and moaned in reply. He slides off my panties and starts kissing my inner thigh.
"You're so beautiful down there, can I taste you?" He asked, biting his lip. I nod quickly.
"Yes... please." The tingly sensation in my womanhood is beyond crazy right now. He continues to kiss my inner thighs.
He's so close to my hot, tingly sensitive area that I'm about to go crazy.
"Michael... don't tease me, please!" I pratically begged. He looks up at me.
"Want me to touch you there?" He asked, teasingly. I bit my lip.
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Business With Pleasure
RomanceIndia Westbrooks is a 22 year old single mother who has a job as a stripper to provide for herself and her 4 year old daughter, Ava. What happens when India meets Michael Jackson one night for a lap dance and they become very close?