It's the small things you realize you've missed after spending all of your attention solely on loving yourself. After a heartbreak it's necessary to take however long it takes to heal. Even so, it's hard to find a connection that rejuvenates your soul and reminds you that maybe their still are good people out there.
I had begun to crave constant conversation and long FaceTime calls until I realized that thoughts manifested into reality. This woman was an embodiment of beauty and that phrase still doesn't justify who she is as a person. Not only does this attribute to her physically but her intellectually which is a major turn on. You can only go so far with seduction and mere intercourse but mental stimulation and an educated mind place someone in a completely different category of their own. I don't claim to know everything there is to know about Nae but something about her makes me want to invest time to learn exactly what makes her who she is. The way she presents herself confidently and assertively is something I'm not used to. So I can't help but float to a different place. Nae muted me to talk about another girl (ironic I know but I can't blame her considering we're both single and appreciating the freedom that comes with it), nevertheless that gave me enough time for my mind to drift away.
You know Pisces' have a wild ass imagination. My mind can't comprehend what it would be like to please a woman who has her vagina pierced. Not a lot of people are audacious enough to get that done. Trust me I've tried a lot while exploring my sexuality, kinky erotica, role play, etc but this.. I'd never experienced.
Swirling my tongue around the balls that protruded slightly above and below her clit, my tongue found it's way around the slightly cool metal. The different textures and temperatures slightly caught me off guard. Cool, warm, slick, sweet. I found myself tracing the outline of her luscious tan vagina lips with my tongue and kissing her thighs as I reached what I had been craving for the past few minutes. I don't mind teasing her and making her beg for it but the demon inside me craved her soul. My tongue explored the insides of her vagina to find out how extremely wet she truly was and I appreciated how savory she tasted. I heard a delicate moan escape Nae's mouth but that's all I'd satisfy her with as I retracted my tongue. Flicking my tongue on the familiar yet unfamiliar area of her clit and the bar enclosed into it, I knew my ass was going to be wanting her every night. Whether it was long ass conversations or sexual exploration, I'd honestly take either one.
I snapped back into reality once I realized a soothing voice calling my name.
"Tar are you still there?", asked Nae
Of course I was nervous as hell considering the fantasy I just emerged from and I'm not gonna lie I was already a little wet. I knew immediately after getting off of FaceTime that I would have to find other ways of easing the pressure building up inside of me.
Theirs a certain satisfaction of finding out how wet you can make yourself purely off of imagination. The fact that I felt how Damp I was aroused me even more. I retracted my hand from my boxers and inserted my fingers into my mouth as my taste buds absorbed the familiar taste of how sweet I was. Instinctively I sucked the juices from my fingers and swallowed. A few seconds later I made a small cup with my hand, spit, and immediately placed it onto my throbbing clittoris. My right leg twitched at the slightest touch of my hand and notably from the added lubrication. At this point I allowed my mind to go completely free permitting all my guilty pleasures to come to reality.
Nae's silouhette slowly strutted toward the foot of the bed with her nicely pedicured feet. She wore nothing but a black satin robe as she began to mount it lifting one tattooed leg at a time. Nae attempted to cover her breast's but I could still see the outlines of her nipple piercings. I knew she'd had one too many shots of Dusse' so I knew exactly what she desired as I met her halfway on the bed.
Abruptly the scene changed and I imagined myself looking down at myself tribbing the life out of her with one of my hands fastened around her neck and the other holding her leg in the air. I watched her large pierced nipples bounce up and down with every stroke of my body against hers. Scissoring was definitely one of my favorite positions and I was enjoying every minute of the dampness, high pitched moans, and looks of pleasure in her eyes. But of course this was a new experience for me considering a metal ball softly collided between our warm bodies.
I felt myself about to climax and then the scene changed once more. I looked down and imagined her long "pink" nails playing with my pussy. I heard my wet swollen lips echo throughout the room. I didn't want to cum yet but at this point I couldn't help it. I saturated my fingers one last time with my juices and began to play with my clit even faster. My back arched off my bed slightly as I drastically struggled to breath and let out a subtle moan. I felt my Pussy contract several times as my body accepted defeat. Carefully I slid my hand out of my slick boxers and inserted my middle finger into my mouth getting one last taste.
I taste good as hell but for some reason I know she tastes even better.
That final thought lingered in my head as I drifted off to sleep.
