One Of Those Nights
Its been a rough week. I don’t feel like going out. So I just wanna go home, smoke a spliff and have couple of glasses of Hennessy and Coke with my woman. I’m still at work so let me send this text now so I can set these plans in motion.
Nothing just got home. What’s up.
Nothing still at work. You going out tonight.
I wanted to but my friends are trippin. I really a need a drink tho.
Lol same here. You want to come through. I got some Henny.
Ok. What time you get off?
Ok cool. I’ll let you know when I’m on my way.
Tonight’s plans are in full motion!! We’ve both had a rough week, and of course we’ve had our weekly argument, but tonight none of that matters. It’s all about us relaxing, and me bringing her levels of pleasure that no man could match.
…………………… I’m at home enjoying this much needed spliff. I smoke sour on the seldom but, weed has always served as a aphrodisiac for me, so my levels of pleasure are going to be intense. Whish she’d hurry up and get her ass over here though, I’m growing a little impatient. Of course I’m not gonna let her see it. Cool, calm, and smooth. That’s how you play it.
FINALLY. I open the door and we embrace. The she smells the mixture of my cologne and the weed I had previously been smoking and she just gets wrapped up in the familiarity of my scent. I let her in, she’s just wearing some sweats and a tee, but it’s what she’s wearing under those clothes that matters the most. But that ass in those sweats looks NIIIIICCCCEEE. Giving me nasty thoughts and shit. We walk into my kitchen and I pour her a glass. Unbeknownst to her I poured her slightly more Hennessy than I did for myself.
We begin to talk, and enjoy our drinks. She keeps saying that her drink is a little too strong. But she drinks more than I do, so of course I aint paying attention to that shit. I didn’t get to finish my spliff but that’s ok, I’ll just smoke the rest later. I’m high enough and I’m feeling the buzz from this henny, and so is she, because she walks up stairs. Not wanting to seem too anxious, I remain downstairs and finish my drink. You don’t waste Hennessy.
I eventually go upstairs, and walk into my room, she’s laying in my bed under the covers. She must think that she’s going to sleep. SSHHHHHIIIIIIIIITTTTTT. Not tonight. I change from every article of clothing that I was previously wearing into a pair of basketball shorts. I join her under the covers, and to my surprise she’s laying there BOTTOMLESS!! I pull her towards me and wrap my long athletic arms around her. Not too tight but close enough so she can feel the length and girth of my manhood. It was pulsating something serious, she knew that and probably was excited that I was so aroused. I turn her towards me and we begin to kiss. Her lips are so juicy. And she loves to suck and bite on my bottom lip. I whisper “I missed you.” She replies “Show me how much you missed me.” We kiss some more, and our hands begin to explore each other’s bodies. She slips her hands in my shorts and grabs my manhood as if it’s a winning lottery ticket and says “MINE.” I slowly move my fingers down her naval to her sweet spot and slip a finger in. I can tell it pleases her by her breathing. She grabs my wrist and says “Babe you see how wet you got it.” I certainly do. There’s no need for lubricant. I’ll keep you wet.
My mouth is dry. She has the water. I lay her down on her back and decide to get a sip or two. Her body quivers to the sweet sensation of my tongue exploring her body. Its sweet, its wet, and its freshly waxed. I keep licking and sucking. She can’t handle it. But I keep going. Her orgasm is imminent, and I don’t finish until the job is done. Suddenly her body erupts and she moans loudly. There goes the first one. She better settle in because it’s going to be a LONG night.
I get on top of her, and slide my manhood inside of her……. There goes that gasp. Then her eyes start to roll, and her legs shake franticly. Her body always responds to me in this manner. What’s mine and mine. And I constantly remind her of that, with every stroke. I continue to go deeper and deeper, she moans & screams louder and louder. And digs her nails into my back, and bites my neck.
The passion is intense. The silhouettes of her facial expressions and her supple nipples, only enhances things for me. I could stop here and now, and she would be satisfied, but I want her remember this. I want her to think of this days later and just smile, and feel chills down her spine.
Shit like that tends to cause women to go crazy. But this is MY woman. I’ll keep going.
TO BE CONTINUED………………………..