BodyShots

Contemptible

I'm white , he's black. Too much of me is a bad thing and too little of him is the same, perhaps worse. The right amount of him against the right amount of me is magic. We understand this but are too stubborn to find balance. We break all communication for the greater good. For a relationship I want to pursue. A few months later I find myself desiring him all over again.

I pulled up around 9:30. I get there but can't remember which apartment is his, it's been a while. He calls but hangs up before I get good directions. I find myself calling him back to back, I ask myself " am I even me". I'm sending text messages back to back. I'm irritated. I need this dick in my life. We finally made contact & he was standing outside waiting for me. I give myself a pep talk "don't be weird , don't make this awkward. You know what you came for. Take all that you can ". I already know what he has in store for me.
Him - it's going to be daylight by the time you make it up the stairs
Me- my legs are little , you know I walk slow
Him- you need to hurry up
I make it to the top of the stairs & he grabs me for a hug
Him - you know I like hugs
Me- yes I know
He closes the door behind me , locks it  & he makes his way to the couch. I sit my keys down & I sit next to him. He's rolling up and I haven't concluded why but I LOVE guys who roll , sell & smoke. I don't think he sells but a part of me likes to imagine he does. I'm watching him, closely. Soaking all of his actions in. He's licking this blunt while he rolls it.

The way he moves his tongue intrigues me. I've felt that before, my body reacts to the reflections of my mind. I'm getting hot , literally sweating. He starts to smoke & he asks about my day and about my job. I confess that I like to write stories and my friends like to read them. He made it clear he didn't want a relationship so why does he care about my day and why does he fuck me so good? Why isn't he mine. The conversation progresses, we talk more about my job. He says that he wouldn't mind traveling with me & even working for me. The thought of us traveling together & him pleasing my body in different cities & states really intensified my desires. He moves in closer. Close enough to kiss me but instead , he just looks me in my eyes & looks at my lips for a while. I'm so nervous. He moves away and puts my legs on his lap. He removes my socks and he starts to kiss my calf muscle. Then he licks my legs and kisses them. I'm not sure what kind of powers he has but his touch always makes me shake. I can't control it. He controls my body with every kiss. I'm fighting it, or at least I'm trying. It's not fair that he has this affect on me.

He's unbuttoning my shorts & he stops just to look. He admits that he likes the Panties I'm wearing. Then he says I should strip for him. I disagree. I can't feel my legs , I don't even know where I am. I don't move. He turns on SZA "broken clocks", which is my fav song from her. He makes me so nervous. I can't strip for him! Even if I wanted to and I want to. He asks, "if I strip with you , would that be better". "You need motivation ? " I get up & I take my shorts off. He's just watching. I'm not sure if I'm moving fast or slow but he's intrigued. I take my shirt off. He takes his shirt off. Everything about him is gold. He says, "you're wearing more than I am , so I can't take my pants off yet." I take my bra off  and I wait for him to take his pants off but he's just standing there , admiring my body. I'm weak, my shoulders slump and almost consume my body. He thinks my imperfections are perfect. He doesn't see a body that needs work. NOBODY has made me feel that way. I take off my panties , he takes off his pants. His dick is already hard. He moves in closer to me & he says , " you want a good story to write for your lil group ? " I smile but I don't respond. He didn't say it like a question, he said it like a statement. I can feel his hard dick at the top of my vagina. I grab it because I want it, badly. He kisses me & he says "I'll give you a story". He lifts me up & takes me to his room.

He gently lies me on my back onto his bed. We're both naked ... he gets on top and his lips are on mine. He works his way down from my lips to my neck , then my breast. He gives both of them attention. The way he licks my nipples is hypnotic. His lips on my stomach & the top of my pussy makes me ache. He moves down to my clit. His tongue is so wet, one lick and I can't breath. I'm already shaking from his kisses down my body so when he gets to my clit I lose it. I'm so loud but it feels so good. I'm trying to push him away but he's holding my thighs so I can't move. I feel myself go numb , then I come back to earth , I'm back in his room. I grab his head & I pull him up to me. I have to kiss him. If you can't stop eating me , I need a taste too, I say in my mind. He gets up , grabs a condom & starts back eating me as he puts the condom on. He goes in with the first stroke & I gasp. This is my body naturally reacting nothing is forced. My pussy let's him in , this is his home & we've missed him. He starts to slow stroke me and it feels so good. He eventually speeds up & goes deeper. He's on top of me , I'm rubbing his head and kissing him. It felt so good. I'm screaming his name , yelling "FUCK". He gave it to me like he owed it to me.

As he was stroking me he said "you told me I could have you right". I wanted to say no but I said it & I meant it . I replied "yeah ... " Is this what you call having you?", he asked. "Yes", I moaned. This is definitely what I meant & if he treats me like this every time, I'll be his forever. "Well I'm not through" he says. It's so good and I'm not sure how much more I can take. I want him to be finished but I never want this to end. We're both moaning , I'm so wet, I'm soaked. It becomes too good for both of us. He nuts & I've lost count of the amount of times I came. He lays down next to me breathing heavy. He tells me to come closer. I lay on his chest & he puts his around around me. I don't like to cuddle because it never ends well. Twenty percent of me wants to leave , eighty percent of me doesn't. We're just lying there processing everything. The room is silent but our bodies are talking to each others. I get off his chest and I kiss him. He's hard again and by this time the condom is off. He puts me on top.

This is my biggest fear , I don't think I can impress him , although he's worthy. When he goes in I jump. It's too deep. He starts to stroke me. I get the motion and I start to ride. He says "ok girl, I see you". I'm giggling and his comment relaxes me. He starts to give it to me hard & deep. I'm fighting it, I have nothing left to give. Every time I attempt to get down he puts me back on top. He finally lets me off once he's satisfied.

We both lie there , again. I sit up and I reach for his dick. As soon as he feels my tongue on his head , he loses it. The roles have reversed, I'm the master now. I have to SHOW OUT. I deep throat. I'm learning what he loves the most. He's moaning and that turns me on, even more. It's saliva everywhere. I'm going up and down with my lips on his shaft. He's shaking & moaning. I lick the sides of his dick. He says "yes. I like that shit" . So I get a little more aggressive. His secret has been revealed. I suck his balls while beating his meat. He can't take it. I am him , he is me. He's moaning & that encourages me keep going.

I complete the head by swallowing. He lies there, like a dead body. I ask if he's ok. He just laughs and says " why are you sitting there like you didn't just do that". He was amazed. This was another level from our last encounter. Once he recollected himself he asked what I wanted & said he was at my service. I turned over and got it from the back. This is my favorite. I'm a sucker for back shots. He put his thumb in my ass & I go crazy. The feeling was so good. He entered my pussy from the back & the side. The strokes were so deep. I was screaming his name & grabbing his body. It was too good. I rolled over because I couldn't take it from the back anymore. That didn't stop him though. We changed positions and he kept fucking me. I was begging him to stop. I was through but every time he stopped I wanted more. I was confused. My body had never experienced this type of pleasure before. He got back on top and slow stoked me while simultaneously kissing me. My entire body was shaking.

I had been in his presence for hours I told him I had to leave soon and he said he was about to nut. The strokes sped up. I found myself saying his name once again. He wanted me to scream it so he stroked harder and deeper. He made me scream it. He said "I'm about to nut" he pulled out and nutted on my stomach. It looked so appetizing to me. I put my fingers in it and licked it off like it was BBQ sauce. I'm not sure what came over me. It had such a good flavor. I couldn't stop eating it. I wanted to make this tradition. I wanted this flavor in a cup, in a lotion , in my shampoo. He sat there, watching me eat his nut off my stomach. I knew he had some left on his dick & I wanted that too. I needed it all. I got up and started sucking his dick. He squirmed. He got hard all over again but I really had to go. If I could , I would've stayed forever & we could've fucked for an eternity.

He got me a towel and wiped me down. That made me want more so I started kissing him and he grabbed me to fuck again. I made him stop. I had to get back to my son & his baby sitter. He watched me get dressed. He really paid attention to me. It was time for me to go and I was barely moving. I couldn't walk. My legs were noodles. He walked me to the door and I shook his hand & said "nice to see you again. Have a good one ". This was my attempt to leave my feelings at his door step. I eventually gave him a hug and a kiss. That kiss almost got me back in his apartment. I forced myself to leave. He watched me walk to the car and I headed to pick up my baby.