PART THREE
We woke up in each other’s arms. The sunrays shone through the curtains, landing on Kianna’s breasts. She was beautiful, as always, but especially alluring when she was naked. I tickled her out of the sheets and off of the bed. She tried to get away. We ran into the bathroom. I watched as her perfect ass bounced up and down as she tried to evade me. Eventually, we got in the shower and washed each other’s bodies. I took my time washing her, making sure every inch of skin was clean. The bar of soap went everywhere except her vulva.
We stepped out of the shower, both smelling Irish Spring fresh. I kissed her forehead, then tenderly toweled her off from head to toe. We brushed our teeth and left the master bathroom and went into the master bedroom. Playfully, I pushed her onto the bed, thinking to myself how glad I am I stayed a few more days. She asked for a glass of water when I came back up.
I decided today was going to be all about her. Everything I know she wants to try, or the things she thinks she finds kinky, we’re going to do (with a few UberEATS orders for stamina). She was scrolling through Reddit went I handed her coffee to her, and placed her water on the nightstand. She took hold of my hand and grabbed my half eaten apple from me, and winked. I winked back, turned and went back downstairs and made breakfast.
We ate breakfast in bed. I made huevos rancheros. She said they were good, and I took her word for it. When we finished, I took the dishes downstairs. When I came back up, she was lying on her stomach facing me, her head resting on her hands.
“Lie back and look at the screen above.” I told her.
This house had a large mirror/TV above the master bed as well. Whoever owns this house isn’t more kinky than I am, I thought to myself, but they have more money.
Her gaze turned away from me and looked above. I grabbed hold of the remote, pushed the play button, and the video came on. Male-male hentai, or yaoi, was her favorite. It really got her juices flowing and along with my tongue, I really wanted her juices flowing. Especially on a day like today. The video I found was of Dr. Strange and a younger Professor X taking turns fucking each other in the ass and sucking their well-endowed cocks. That’s what she watched as I kissed and licked her neck and behind her ears.
She grabbed the back of my neck, pushed me towards her treasure, and told me to go kiss her pussy. “Your wish is my command.” I whispered. A sly smile came upon her face and she released her grasp. Inching my way down, I stopped to lick her nipples. There, sucking on them, she arched her back and let out a moan. Her sensitive nipples have given both of us so much pleasure this weekend.
I kissed my way down her treasure trail and licked the rest of the way down. As I reached the middle of her thigh, I noticed there was already a wet spot on the bedsheets. I smiled, knowing I chose a good video for her. I continued down her leg, kissing and sucking all over. Slowly, I licked at her ankle, making light circles around it. Her ass squirmed, as it must have tickled. I switched to her right ankle and repeated the same motions in reverse. Again, her hips could not maintain their stillness.
She was moaning more and more as I worked my way up to her inner thigh. I looked up at the jet black hair that covered her pussy. It couldn’t hide the fountain of nectar oozing out. She was laying in a puddle of female champagne. I couldn’t wait to drink from the fount. Her hands were clenching the sheets on both sides of her as I sucked between her inner and outer labia. She wasn’t used to someone paying this much attention to each fiber of her flesh.
“Angel,” she said in a labored voice, “I want you to eat me. I sent you down there to make me cum again, like you just did in the shower, baby.”
I parted her lips and smelled the scent of pussy with a slight hint of pee. My mental acuity was leaving me and I was now being led by my lust. I kissed her clitoris. She tasted of female honey. Or at least the way honey should taste! My tongue darted up from her perineum to her clitoris and back down again. She moved her hips and spread her legs wider to give me better access.
“Eat me baby,” she pleaded.
I looked up at her and told her, “I’m going to take my time with you today. Everything in perfect time. However, what I can do for you right now is give you some of my pre-cum, so it stops dripping all over your sexy legs.”
“Give it to me!” she screamed. Gimme, NOW!
I crawled up to her and straddled her breasts. I let the head of my cock rest on her chin. Kianna lifted her head from the bed and her two hands grasp me and started milking my cock. Pre-cum came streaming out, and she gulped down every drop. She was disappointed there wasn’t more. I could see it on her face.
Her hands started rubbing my back and my ass. I wanted to let her suck me off, but today was about her, not me. I climbed off her, walked to the closet, and pulled out the large black bag. After unzipping it, removing it, and setting up the massage table I had rented, I noticed a change in the atmosphere.
It was getting dark in the bedroom, and a loud clap of thunder shook the house, followed by a barrage of lightning. Kianna was startled and sat up on the bed. I grabbed for and checked my phone. There was a severe thunderstorm warning. I ran downstairs, glanced around for any candles I could find. There was a stash in the kitchen cabinet. The candles were called Smells Like My Vagina. They smelled like lemon and coconut. Delicious, but nobody’s pussy ever smelled like that to me! I took them upstairs, apologized to my lady for taking so long, as I lit the seven candles and spread them throughout the room.
I prepared the table, grabbed the oil and put on the playlist I had made for her. Then asked her to get on the table, face down, and place her head in the headrest. She climbed up like a cat, ass high in the air, and gracefully settled her sexy body onto the table. She knew very well that I love her ass and my favorite view of her was from the rear. I loved admiring her asshole and pussy from behind. She climbed up on the table like that just to tease me because I wouldn’t eat her right when she demanded.
Nevertheless, her teasing would not deter me from my mission of pleasing her at any cost. I rubbed my hands together vigorously to warm them. Then I dabbed my fingers into the coconut oil and began massaging her feet and legs first. Although I had never given anyone a ‘real’ massage prior to today, it was going very well. I kneaded her muscles and applied pressure in all the places I saw done on YouTube videos. Moving up, I skipped her ass and her hips and spent a good deal of time on her back.
Her back had a lot of knots that needed working on. Being an athlete comes with some unavoidable issues that only a massage could fix. I wasn’t sure how much I was actually helping, but it was encouraging each time she moaned.
After massaging her neck, I moved back to her ass to tease her. I dipped into the oil again, getting much more than I needed, and raised my hands high above her luscious bottom. Sprinkling drops of oil like chefs do spices. The oil drip drop dripped on your sensuous, firm mounds and snuck its way into her crack, running down to her open pussy. There was another round of loud thunder that reverberated throughout the house. Pictures on the wall rattled. The lightning followed soon after. The storm was getting closer, and the sky, much darker.
The mood in the room was erotic. The electricity outside in the atmosphere was definitely inside with us as well. There was a heavy burst of rain on the windows and then more thunder. This time, the ground shook. It was so loud and then the power went out. Kianna laughed a little. I asked her why.
“The power goes out while this song is playing. You don’t find that funny?”
*Lights On* by H.E.R. was playing in the background. It was interesting, but her laughter meant the mood had been lost. “My concentration is on you and only you. I didn’t notice the music at all, but, tell me, how is the massage so far?” I asked.
“Perfect!”
I moved one candle jar in between her legs so the flickering of the candle would allow me to see her oily skin better. Who wouldn’t want to see her asshole and pussy? A gay man would appreciate this thing of beauty. I fixed my gaze on her ass and began by making circular motions on her hips with my fists while the light from the flame danced all over her body.
I pushed down on her ass cheeks, gently massaging so that both cheeks were spreading apart from themselves. Each time I did that, her asshole played peek-a-boo with me. My cock was jerking up and down, and I was dripping my pre-cum all over the floor, as I moved my body to flow with my massage strokes. My balls retracted deep within my body. I was probably more aroused than she was.
It took every fiber of my being to not shove my tongue between those caramel mounds and lick her into a frenzy. I spread her ass wide though, with my left hand, then soaked my finger in the coconut oil and placed it right on her anus, moving it in small circular motions. Her ass rose off the table.
“Mmmm, damn, that feels good.” Her words were muffled in the headrest, but I could make out what she said.
The heavy rain mixed with the music gave the room a tropical spa-like ambience. She was well oiled, and so were all my fingers. It was time for my index finger and the inside of her ass to meet. With little warning, I pushed through her sphincter with just enough force to get my finger in up to my first knuckle. I went in with a tender touch, feeling her asshole resist at first, then release. I had massaged enough and relaxed it sufficiently before trying to insert it, and I was very gentle. Direct yet gentle.
I pushed it in more. Slowly. When I reached the second knuckle, I pulled out slowly. Pushed it back in and out, just as slowly, then thrusting with more power and more speed each time. Eventually, she stopped flinching and began moaning.
“Fuck!” she said. “If my ass feels like this, I can’t begin to fathom how good your cock will feel in my pussy.”
After about five minutes, sweat covered her body. I removed my finger, grabbed a baby wipe, and cleaned her asshole for her. Maybe I spent a little too much time cleaning her after she was already clean, but I love that cute brown starfish.
“Turn over and scoot down so your head is on the table. I’ll be right back,” I told her.I ran into the bathroom and washed my hands. My cock slapping my leg with each stride. When I finished and came back into the room, I scooped her up off the table and carried her to the bed. I mind my changed when she mentioned earlier about my cock being in her pussy!
Simply put, I couldn’t finish the massage. I knew she was sufficiently lubricated, and that her making love for the first time would be less painful.
I had completed my research. How to make a woman’s first time less painful was the last thing I searched on Google last night before going to bed. I wanted her, and if she allowed, was going to have her cherry With just one word from her, we would unite and be one. She would be mine.
My checklist included going slowly. Plenty of foreplay, a well-lubricated pussy and using many positions were all a part of making her first time as pleasurable as possible.
Crawling up next to her, I straddled her stomach, grabbed her bikini top, and tied her wrists together with it. She smiled, knowing I knew all about her mild bondage kink. From there, I tied the strings to the headboard. I did the same with her ankles to the feet of the bed, using the belts to our robes. Now, there she lay with her legs spread open and her arms tied up over her head.
I stood there, admiring her body. A work of art. I thought to myself, God outdid Himself when he made her. She was still oily from the massage, but not so on her front. Still, she was soaking wet. The dark locks of hair did nothing to hide that fact. My babygirl really turned me on. Her legs were open enough to see her brownish pink lips beckoning me to enter her and ravage her pussy. Her scent overpowered the candles. It was intoxicating.
I found her panties from last night next to the bed. I sniffed them. They smelled fantastic, so I placed them over her head. The spot that cradles her vulva, her wetness, that aromatic patch, was nestled on her nose.
“Breathe in your own essence while I tease and please you like a baby grand piano,” I said to her.
I gave her a little more pre-cum and then began licking her underarms. Even though we had just showered, her musky smell was still there, irresistible. I licked and tasted her. I kissed and sucked on every inch of her underarms. It tickled her, and I knew the water and the two cups of coffee she had during breakfast were going to need to come out, eventually. Tickling might just be the way for me to see my kink come to fruition – watching her pee.
And no sooner than the thought crossed my mind, she said if I continue to tickle her she was going to pee herself. She done did it now. She admitted a vulnerability that I could use to my advantage. I continued to kiss and lick more feverishly and with my hands; I tickled her stomach. She pleaded with me to stop because she would ruin the bed. I told her not to worry.
“My security deposit would more than take care of the cost of cleaning the bed and the carpet! I want to watch you pee, baby. Make this happen for me. I don’t know what it is about you, but you bring out the kinky in me.”
She no longer resisted, and of course, I persisted. I could see it was pure pleasure/pain for her. The grimace on her face told me she was trying her best to hold it in. I was satisfied that the flavor and scent of her underarms were all over my face. I could smell like her for the rest of the day.
“I recall you wanting me to eat you.” She stopped squirming. She lay motionless. A huge grin transformed her face, and I knew my new mission. Moving into position, I parted her inner labia with both thumbs and dipped my tongue into the honey hole. Damn, she was like a fine wine and I was preparing myself to get drunk.
I kissed and licked her inside and out. I sucked on her hiding clit. It was swollen and reddish. Kianna’s breathing got heavy. Labored and heavy. She gasped for air, her head tossing from side to side, as my tongue and lips explored every wet inch of her kitty. Her hips rose, her back arched, and she pushed her pussy up into my face. After about ten minutes of my dining pleasure, orgasm was close. I recognized the signs but kept making lewd sounds with my mouth. I continued eating her pussy, but I slowed down my pace.
I tickled her again. She tossed side to side, and I continued licking. I parted her lips and found her urethra. She pleaded with me to stop tickling her, but I couldn’t. She peed a little and then a full stream came out. I smiled and watched as it made a long semi-circular arc. It was light yellow. No doubt due to all the water she drinks. When the stream ended, I continued eating her pussy. Then.
Reaching down, one leg at a time, I untied her. My tongue continued licking her lips, but now and then it dipped inside her pussy. Her pussy tasted different inside. Still delicious, but different. Once she was untied from the bed’s legs, I reached up to undo her wrists, slapping her vulva on my way up. My cock rested on her stomach. Her once constrained legs were now wrapped around my lower back, drawing me closer in to her.
Her wrists were free now. I slid up and kissed her, telling her I wanted to fuck her. Her eyes grew large and a Cheshire cat smirk filled her face.
“Babygirl, I’m going to make love to you! I want your first time to be memorable. I’m going to fuck the taste out of your mouth!”
She let go of her hold on my back, and her legs spread wide, offering herself to me.
“I appreciate the gentleman in you. In fact, I love how much you respect me. How tender and loving you are, but I’ve been wanting you to throw me down and take me ever since our first night at the lake!”
My cock stirred, and my balls ached. It was self-inflicted pain, though. My fault for not allowing her to touch me and at least cum once. As the moment of truth approached, I, for the first time, wondered how my dick would fit comfortably inside her. Would my girth be a problem for her?
“Baby, I want you on top when I enter you. You guide me inside at your pace,” I said in a soothing voice.
We switched positions. She never lost eye contact as she reached between her legs, grasped my manhood, and placed it at the entrance to her womanhood. Nudged at the opening, she applied enough downward force to keep it there. I reached my hands up and found hers. We locked fingers, and I told her anytime she was ready.
Our eyes were still gazing into each other, but I really wanted to look at her breasts. I had noticed how pointed and hard her nipples were when she straddled me. I wanted to massage and play with them. Just then, she used her weight to come down a bit more. My cock’s head pushed through and was now fully inside her.
“Can you feel my head is inside?” I asked.
“Can I feel it, she said jokingly? It’s huge! And that’s just the head,” she said.
She took her time getting as much inside her as she could. I constantly asked if everything was okay. Her juices trickled down my shaft reluctantly. It was such a wonderful feeling, and the sexy looks on her face were enough to make me cum right then.
“Angel, I don’t remember ever being this wet before.”
“My cock feels amazing inside you and your pussy is so hot! Just take it easy and move your hips whenever you’re ready.”
Looking down, I saw most of my penis was hidden deep inside Kianna. I noticed a small pool of blood in my pubes. I ignored it. No reason to get Kianna upset. She slowly used her legs to lift her up. I could see more of my penis as she lifted herself up.
She moaned and sank once again onto me, taking my cock deep inside her. Her hands clenched tight around mine and her pace quickened. Eventually, using the springs in the mattress, she was bouncing up and down on me rapidly. She said something that shocked me.
“You’re a wonderful ride,” she said as she quickened her pace. More of me was going deeper inside her. I could feel my head knocking on her cervix with each downward bounce. Her head was tilted back, her eyes fixed on the mirror above. She fell forward towards me, her hands landing next to my shoulders.
Kianna continued her motions. But this time, my hips moved in conjunction with hers. Her clit rubbed against my pubic bone with each downward thrust, and she huffed.
Huhh!
Huhh!
The deep breathing left her lungs, and she sounded like a runner, out of breath.
I seized my opportunity and played with her breasts. They were just inches from my chest. Her nipples were so cute. I played with them between my fingertips.
“Oh no,” she said. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to cum soon.”
I licked my thumbs and forefingers, pinched and pulled at her nipples for less than 30 seconds. Just then, I felt her knees dig into my hips and she screamed, “I’m cumming. I can feel it deep inside. I’m cumming!”
Her hands, that were still near my shoulders, started digging into my skin as she came. It was the purest form of pain for me, as I enjoyed watching her body rapture with her orgasm. The fuck faces she made were priceless.
She fell onto me, spent. Too tired to move. I moved my hips slowly, spreading her legs with my legs and pumping slowly.
“May I cum inside you?”
“Mmmm!” was all she could say.
I took my time, going slowly, allowing her to rest and enjoy, too. She was still enjoying her afterglow when I shot my load inside her hungry pussy. She took it all until it leaked out and onto my balls. We laid there embracing, then we both fell asleep.
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