His hands were hot like a black flame candle. A slight spark at the tips of his fingers every time he touched me. That “tingle” when he touched me is what drew me in. It was like that first bump of cocaine you do at some bonfire in RURAL upstate New York in the summer with all your older brothers friends at 16 (IYKYK). And just as addictive too. Man I would do any fucking thing for that touch…again and again…
But fuck…his hands really were just the start…
The things this man makes me feel when he is inside of me…LADIES! Listen up! Hear me LOUD and CLEAR! Go out there and find you a Capricorn Man. And dudes…you hear this too (because I know y’all are reading). Let me just…his dick…it is like THE perfect size. The perfect shape. The way he moves his big black dick so deep inside of my squirting (YES I said SQUIRTING) incredibly soft and plump white pussy…He really is a gift to the world…
This morning…I woke up to him naked at the end of the bed…(I didn’t realize he was naked at first) but…god…an ebony statue in my room…what a sight to wake up to. He asked me to meet him in the “futon” room…it’s kind of the designated “I want head” spot in the house…and I was beyond happy to oblige. I took a quick second to freshen up (ladies you know wink*) And proceeded to trot my happy little bare white ass in there and immediately take my spot on my knees between his thick muscular thighs.
I LOVE the way it feels when he gets hard in my mouth. And those same tingles I get from his fingers…from his hands…I get from his dick too. ADDICTED I swear it. It is the reason for it all…I am addicted the the everything…one part would be useless without the rest. He is the ONLY man to make me squirt. The ONLY man to make me cream…to make me shake uncontrollably…weak in the knees earth shattering program crashing orgasms. LADIES get you a fucking CAPRICORN now…they are in limited supply.
But, Back to his dick getting hard in my mouth. The way it feels pulsing and throbbing on my tongue…the way his precum soaks into my each and every taste bud…a little salty sweet explosion of flavor. Like tiny boba I can taste him…smell him…soak him in.
He tells me to lie on my back…for maximum penetration I have learned. The floor doesn’t give, so he can pin my legs back further, open me up more and get his dick so much deeper inside of me. He has legit moved my cervix from it’s previous typical location…and it feels phenomenal.
I don’t know how I feel for him…but for me…he feels like…He puts pressure in all the right spots at all the right times. He knows exactly where he needs to hit and for how long before I am soaking him in my juice. My whimpering “no, no, no’s”…because I’m fighting the urge ( I know, I know…why….well…mostly because its messy to be honest). One of the few times I get a verbal response from him is in this moment and I yearn for the “Mmm Hmm” I get from him…because he wants it…because he knows exactly what he is doing. *side note queue L.L. Cool J’s Doin It here (but lets disregard the safe sex part because I promise you he is filling me up deep inside my tight pink pulsating pussy with his delicious thick white cum…which I dutifully suck off before official clean up happens).
He stretches me further than I have been stretched before. He always feels like a tight fit. He fills me in a way that I still feel him there…the next day. And the ghost cums…you get those butterflies somewhere deep inside of you…remembering a past orgasm. All my ghost cums are his…he is the star of every single one of them. Fuck I hardly even ever watch porn anymore…I just watch videos of us….and it gets me there every single time.
Sex with him feels different on so many different levels. I actually FEEL with him. I am feeling everything. I have cried while having sex with this man. Another level of the addiction. Before sex was just sex. I did it a lot…but it was just for the orgasm. And I thought I was getting a few ROCKSTAR 10 out of 10 stars dick BEFORE I met this Man…nope…no way, no how any of that was a 10 because damn! This is SOOOOOOO much better. Making me squirt and cream and cum every single time…without fail. I wish I could deep throat him….I need a lady to do that on the regular for real for real…he deserves it and I just can’t seem to get it right.
He is never in a rush to push his way inside of me…He works his way in slow every time. He is also the only person to have ever done anal with me because of his patience with our regular sex. Even with his size…he was slow and steady and executed the task perfectly. Ultimately decided that it was NOT for us…but we can both say that from fact and not just guessing.
When I’m on my back and he is rubbing my clit…soft and slow…while he is deep thrusting me…I moan his name when I’m cumming…I don’t scream for god…I breath…for Tone.
Sometimes he will wrap his hand around my throat….this usually drives me so far over the edge that there is no coming back. Him having all that power does something to me. I’d go so easily…in my favorite place. It doesn’t happen often but when it does…I could ride that high for a few days.
He has me on my back on the hardwood floor…my legs pinned back and my hips rocking back and forth….hes moving my hips on his dick as he pushes deeper inside of me…my clit is throbbing and I reach down to rub it while he feels like he is going to push his dick right through me…I can feel my orgasm building and I can feel his too. There is this feeling…I don’t know what it is (because I struggle to feel it when I am giving him head…) but I can feel his energy shift before he cums…its one of those “tingles” the rest of him gives me…but this one hits me right in the g-spot, clit, pussy, vagina….orgasm maker…every single time and it fucking spins all my shit…Hey! Look…another layer!
I can’t think straight after…I stumble when I move…I ask for help up off the floor…being stunned and unable to move for a moment. As many of his orgasms leave me. As many of his parts leave me…unable to form words…his thoughts…his words…his energy…his teachings, theories….everything about him leaves me in a state of utter awe and adoration and I sometimes forget how to function properly as a human. I think someone missed something in my line of code or something. Or maybe it was on purpose. Who really knows…is it YOU?
Before I clean myself up, I always taste his cum mixed with mine…it’s my favorite little taste to end…or start any day.
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