This is why I’m hypnotized by these mythical creatures: they’re perfection even on their worst days. And, I’ve been lucky enough to obtain that mouth-to-top resuscitation from at least a couple of these damsels during my lifetime. Shit, my ass is hoping for more, though. I’m anticipating the moment when another one’s lavish mane hangs across my cock while her mouth and hands cradle my essence. I’m in search of the moment the pretty little Redhead’s lips say, “Do you miss my breath and me kidnapping this cock in my throat?”
A Nigga’s response is: “Hell yes, baby!”
I’m also looking forward to the exact instance right before that tongue begins to swipe at my manhood. Oh, this is going to be cause for celebration. This is going to be magical. She’s going to flower my balls and all with disgusting-ass filth from that wicked tongue. She’s going to blurt out unheard of verbiage (that good kind, though). And, mine ears will drown in her wicked tongue cesspool. My cock is going to drown in that mouth, too. Say what you please and want, but a brother loves to mingle with and take up refuge with these types of tantalizing pieces of sweet milk. They’re heavenly appearing, as though they wouldn’t bust grapes. But oh, I was so wrong. She’s now busting those asscheeks and pussy lips open for my liking. And, the sight of such rawness is exhilarating–a sight that I’ll never tire of. The Redhead is about to be my Bitch on Top (herein: B.O.T.); but first, I’m going to get endless servings of that there sloppy toppy–that choking throat–you know, that skinning the potato. Shit, I’m going to have to decompress after this because my dick is 20,000 Leagues Under This Bitch’s “C” (her fucking control). I gotta grab the top of the slut’s head and force her to the base of my erection. The admission of her dirtiness attempts to escape her face, but her voice is barely audible. My dick is in that cavity and beating at her tonsils; I’m lifting my ass up off of my support to propel myself into that mouth pussy. This is definitely a Midnight Lady; she’s just got to be because she’s at this slurping ordeal like a harlot should be performing. Now remember, I’d pinned her lips to the bottom of my penis. She’s currently still in the predicament and working her consuming flesh over my entire nature. I’m begging her to slow her roll; I’m begging her to leave something for that red pussy…
to be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/9o33ln/mf_i_hate_you_motherfucking_redheads_part_2