My phone dinged.
“No talking.” She texted me.
“No kissing.” I replied.
We weren’t the most conventional, but we existed. Unsure of what we actually were, we had two rules to keep things simple. Rule number one was my rule; no kissing. Kissing would imply that we were intimate, and She and I both knew intimacy was neither one of our strong suits. The second rule, Hers; no talking. I was always intrigued by Her as a being; yet when we met up we were to keep things surface level. Who we were didn’t matter. She liked that mystery and that was in Her sense, a way to reject intimacy as well.
We met on Tinder and She often came to see me after She got off of work, meaning after 10 pm. She stayed on the opposite side of town and worked at a store near my complex. Tonight She picked me up at 7pm. She had gotten off work early for our special evening. When She arrived, Her car smelled nothing less of what I expected: spearmint and spice. This smell I will never forget. Before pulling off She took out a small baggy filled with a small rock like substance; Molly. She ate a chunk and broke me off a smaller piece as it was my first time trying it. I giggled in sheer excitement. As I rode passenger my mind wondered. I didn’t know what to expect of the night. What seemed like the longest ride of my life finally came to an end when we pulled into Her driveway. I hadn’t even noticed until I realized my hair was no longer blowing around my face. I opened the car door only to almost trip. Damn I’m nervous. She grabbed my hand and after leading me into Her home, began to slowly and passionately kiss me. My heart pounding, I quickly pulled away. While I was beyond ready for the night to come, I couldn’t allow myself to cross that line of attachment. She smirked, walking across the large living room , I followed suit.
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She was so scared to take Her shirt off. And I thought that was funny because so was I. She, overwhelmed with Her femininity, and I, only craving more. How ironic; Her level of uncomfortable vulnerability. Once a very masculine energy; I now felt nothing but Her cowering.
Her oversized NY printed tee and basketball shorts often hid Her soft curves and firm DD breasts. Her skin was a beautiful shade of Olive. Her long deep brown hair fell in tight curls down Her hips as she took out Her double French braids.
Shyly, She undressed. Pulling Her Nike sports bra over Her head, Her breasts made their much craved appearance; bouncing more than once before falling to Her chest. Until now, I could only imagine what She looked like underneath those layers. Her small hands barely covering Her breasts, Her nipples hard from the cold air, Her cleavage dripping with sweat from Her nerves…or drugs. I could feel Her breath shaking in the atmosphere. Mm. Spearmint and spice. This was my first time seeing Her naked body.
Maybe I was feeling my own breath.
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She very quickly disappeared into the room leaving me on the living room sofa, slightly dazed, and beginning to feel every bit of my craving for Her. Looking around the room, I began to notice a new smell. Eucalyptus, My favorite. Unable to keep still, I begin to pace the room, inhaling the aromas, my skin already crawling and itching to be touched. Picture frames of old family members and random plants and lights hanging from various corners made me feel so at home. I couldn’t help but to sigh out loud. Getting impatient, I notice my teeth grinding. I purposely make some noise to draw Her attention back to the front room.
After a much longed return, She reappeared with towels in hand and I could no longer keep quiet with what I wanted.
“I want to discover every inch of you with my tongue.” I told Her.
She rolled Her eyes, and hushed me. This was obviously Her job.
Clenching Her jaw, She led me to Her bathroom where there were red dim lit candles and a hot bubble bath drawn. I watch the silhouettes of the flames dance across the matte black walls. Standing in front of the already fogged mirror, She began to undress me. She slid the strap of my simple black dress (in which I strategically wore- easy access, right) down my arm and stuck Her hand up, in which She was met with my bare freshly shaved pussy. She raised Her eyebrows.
“No panties babygirl.?”
“None.” I whispered innocently while shaking my head no.
She licked Her lips, which were still swollen from us kissing upon our arrival. Fuck. Well, rules were meant to be broken, right.? Hell, I’ll judge myself in the morning. She must’ve caught me thinking because She grabbed my face to capture my attention. Licking my neck, She firmly grabbed my ass while sliding a finger into my pussy. I gasp with pure eagerness.
I don’t even realize I’m still holding my breath until I feel Hers in my ear.
“Exhale”
Fingers still in place, She backs up against the Granite counter and pulls me in close with Her very well known devious smirk.
“Don’t moan.” She grunts.
“Okay.” I oblige a little too quickly.
She doesn’t break eye contact, and the intensity is driving me wild.
She slides another finger inside me and I melt into Her. With an upward motion, She welcomed my walls. I thought I saw the room moving. The lights began to turn different hues of ecstasy and I began to notice how much I was sweating. Slowly, She thrusted Her fingers in and out of me and within seconds I was dripping from my thighs.
Turning me around, She guided us into the tub. The water, warm, and the scent of Eucalyptus filled the air. Mmm, my favorite. She gets in, facing me, taking a sponge and squeezing the water over my body. I sighed a deep heavy sigh of relief. The first time in a while I had truly exhaled. Every ounce of tension was melting away and I could damn near see it happening in front of my eyes. Flashes of frequencies unseen or unheard of before smothered my mind. I could hear the walls whispering about our dirty deeds and the bubbles singing to continue on. My entire body- melting. I felt as though I could slip right under water. I wanted to slip right underwater. She leaned in closer, softly taking my nipple into Her mouth and twirling Her tongue around it in circles. My eyes fell shut.
“Look at me.” She demanded, snapping out of Her loose form and back into Her arrogant trance.
I stared Her in Her eyes as She smirked, my overly erect nipple back in Her mouth.
She carefully washed every inch of me before leading me to Her room. Only a single standing lamp was cut on. The soft white light, enhancing the leftover glistening droplets of water on our bodies. Her shadow just as well endowed as She. Latin music softly humming in the background. Watching me, I only then realize I’m swaying with the room as She whistles and cat calls at me. Laughing, I get lost for a second and suddenly time no longer exists. The entire house fades into the background and only we exist. … we..? .. fuck it – Pulling me into Her, She grips my breast and begins to rub my clit with Her other hand.
Snapping out of my trance, I accidentally let out a long moan.
Stopping, She turned me around, wrapped my hair around Her hand, pulled my head back enough to look Her in Her face, and smacked me. There was a loud smack and She left behind Her hand print on my ass. I jumped and playfully whimpered, not expecting it all to escalate so soon.
“I didn’t tell you to make noise yet.” She said almost sounding annoyed.
I’m dripping again. My heart beating so fast I feel sick to my stomach.
She smirks and pushes me onto my knees.
“Give me a show babygirl”
I obediently nod.
Why was I like this? Why am I letting Her have so much control over me?
I laid back on the soft plush carpet and immediately felt like I was sinking into ecstasy. I spread my legs wide, giving Her a good view. Slowly rubbing my clit a few times before sticking my fingers into my pussy, I look Her directly in Her eyes and let out a loud moan. I loved disobeying Her. Watching Her clench Her jaw and raise Her brows when I did so was such a turn on. Her features; so prominent, so unique. Fuck. In and out. Up and around. My toes started to curl. I take my other hand and start massaging my clit. I can feel my cheeks flush and my face turn red as she walks over and grabs a translucent pink dildo from her bed side table. I giggle. Pink? She must’ve seen it all on my face as She scowls then releases.
“I’m still all woman, okay” She says playfully in response to my puzzled look. Ohhhh I know, I say to myself, Looking Her up and down, biting my lip.
After cleaning it, She hands me the dildo and let’s me do my thing. I stick it right on the floor and sit on it. Face down, ass tooted up, I ride. Slow, and then I speed up, again getting lost in my own pure existence. Letting out small moans, I hear Her using Her vibrator. Crawling to Her, I grab the vibrator and stick it in my mouth, licking off any trace of Her. Laying back on the floor I stick the dildo back inside me with the vibrator on my clit.
After a few seconds, She pulls me up onto the bed, growling and overwhelmed with impatience.
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She laid me down and began eating me out. Circling my clit, licking in between each fold, proceeding to lightly thrust Her tongue in and out of me. Pushing Her head further into me, I began to think about our past encounters and how we made it here. She grips my ass and swirls Her tongue around inside me.
I moaned.
She removed Her tongue and placed tiny but firm kisses up my body as She arose. Her breasts rubbing against my body, Her soft skin, Her erratic heartbeat; it all turned me on. Fuck it.
I pulled Her onto my face and held Her little waist for leverage. God, She was soft. And She still smelled of Eucalyptus…. my favorite.
Gripping Her breasts, I stuck my tongue straight into Her. I wanted to taste sweetness. I wanted to taste bitterness. I wanted to be in Her so badly, I tasted my own desperation. Holding the headboard for support, She began to ride my face. In and out I jutted my tongue, flattening it out and then sliding it up to Her clit; She let out a huge moan. It turned me on to hear Her. She was usually so closed off, so rigid. But in this moment She was so.. so.. soft. So timid. So woman. She sped up as I caressed Her breasts in my hands. I felt my thighs get hot. Trying to ignore it, I squirmed my legs. She reached back and held them. My pussy was throbbing at this point. I ached to have all of Her.
She leaned back and gently massaged my clit, and it drove me insane. Her fingers covered in my juices, She stuck them in Her mouth, all while never breaking eye contact.
“So this is what raw honey tastes like” She inquired, smiling with nothing but those brown eyes of Hers.
Speeding up again, within seconds Her body began to quiver. I could feel Her legs giving out. Her breathing was loud and uncontrollable. Her eyes began to roll. I hold Her body down as She tries to lift Herself off of my face.
She screams.
And down the corners of my mouth, dripped every ounce of constraint. Slurping, I cleaned up the mess that was left. She tasted just as I imagined.
I’m hooked.
I’m dripping beyond belief and I’m not even the one who just came.
She twirls Her tongue in different shapes down my neck and chest. Sucking each spot a little longer than the last. While gently pinching my nipple, She blew into my pussy. I squirmed with impatience. Noticing, She slides Her fingers back inside me and starts pumping them in and out of me, faster than before. She knows I’m enjoying this as much as She enjoys watching me. I feel my muscles start to clench around Her fingers. My stomach starts to churn and my entire body began to convulse. The room began to flash with different colors and I felt each and every color as it danced across my naked and now sweat soaked body. She took two fingers and spread open my pussy lips before licking all of the wetness that began to puddle.
“Cum for me” She groans.
Flushed, I instantly orgasm, releasing that edge I’d been holding onto this entire night. Sucking every little bit of my juices out of me, She smacked Her lips.
My body collapses.
“I’m not done with you” She smirks.
Panting, I can only look at Her; dazed and unable to even hold the weight of my own head. She pulls Herself on top of me and starts grinding against my pussy. I let out short erratic breaths as She speeds up, intertwining our bodies and combining all of our fluids. I’m so in awe, I don’t know where to put my hands. I end up gripping Her LV comforter. Sweat is dripping from Her body onto me and the room is suddenly hot and spinning. Grabbing Her own breasts She starts to moan. I’m lost in Her existence.
She leans down and before I protest, She kisses me. Slowly. Passionately. Oh my god. There is a god. God.
She’s so beautiful.
She tosses Her head back and starts to ease up a little. She’s close to cumming and so am I.
I pull Her back down, recreating that friction She tried to get away from. Rotating my hips with Hers, She begins to let out little grunts and falls onto my chest to moan into my ear.
“Cum for me” I whisper into Her neck.
We speed up and for a moment I think I black out. I see nothing. The room is gone. She is gone. I am gone.. I hear Her breathing. I hear mine. And suddenly we both freeze.
The room is still. The air is thick. The music has stopped. The sweat is cold. And Her lips are no longer swollen.
Without a delay we both gather our clothes, and without a word or a shower, we head to the front door to leave.
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Without a single word the entire ride back, She takes me home. We don’t even make eye contact. Doesn’t bother me; at least I tell myself that. The air reeks of spearmint, sex, and confusion. Yet oddly, a very satisfying confusion. I occasionally catch Her fix Her lips to say something, then stopping before letting the words form any sound. We get to my house and sit in silence for about 10 long minutes. Usually, by now, She’s pulled out Her phone and found us a basketball game to watch. But She didn’t. Clearly this night may be one of our last. Feeling Her slight regret, I start to get out of the car. She grabs my hand.
My high has worn off and now I’m slightly annoyed with Her touching me. I turn around to speak but sShe cuts me off.
“No ones made me cum before” She blushes without looking at me.
She’s playing with my fingers and clicking Her jaw.
“Don’t kiss me again.” I reply blankly, snatching my hand away.
She smirks and winks, “No talking, babygirl.”
I take one last inhale of Her car before slamming the door shut and leaving our convo to linger in the crisp night.
Frejya .
*I write on wattpad and have posted this there*
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kj0dla/frejya_our_first