Adair gave up smoking weed a year ago, but he’d found a new high. A new addiction he wouldn’t quit for anything in life.
“Come here,” Adair nodded, while moving his lower body slowly from how hard she had him at that moment.
Sabine straddled his lap, her bare box grating against Adair’s track pants. She could feel his hardened penis beneath her, and it only made her grind more. He held her small hips as she closed her eyes while dry humping him. Well, he was dry, that pussy was soaking and leaving residue all over the front of him.
Adair let her get in the groove of what he knew she was probably feeling for the first time.
“Slow down baby,” Adair rubbed up her stomach. “Don’t cum on me.”
“I…” Sabine’s eyes popped open. “Oh my gosh,” her head fell into her hands. “I’m sorry, I got carried away.”
“There isn’t anything to apologize for,” Adair spoke, voice low and deep, trying to keep his composure. “I was just getting a lil jealous.”
“Why?”
“Because…” he licked his lips. “I wanna feel that shit on my tongue.”
“Adair!”
“What? I wanna taste that pussy,” Adair ran his middle and ring finger up her slit nearly causing her spine to snap as she arched her back into him. “Gimme kiss,” he demanded.
While he played around in her wetness, Sabine leaned forward letting him overpower her through a kiss as well. He sucked and pulled on her lips making it hard to keep up. He was much more experienced, so she was following his lead.
Adair broke their kiss, reading not only her mind but her body. “Suck on my tongue baby,” he said, sticking it out and Sabine did as she was told. He noticed it was something she found enjoyable when they kissed. When done to her and to do on him.
Sabine moaned and groaned, waxing that pussy on his erection.
After about ten minutes, Adair reached between them pulling out his dick and Sabine froze feeling that muscle on her flesh. Slowly releasing his lips and tongue, she looked between them.
“Oh…” she breathlessly released. “Ummm…”
“Let’s go in the room.”
“Uh…okay,” Sabine dismounted his lap, grabbing Adair’s hand, leading him to her bedroom. She opened the door standing aside to let him in.
Everything was white, crisp, neat, clean and organized. No fingerprints on the mirrors or stains on the all-white carpet.
“This nice. Clean as fuck.”
“Thank you. I like things orderly and tidy.”
“I see…” he sat down on my white chaise in front on the bed staring at her naked body with lust. His dick was still exposed, and he saw her staring. “Come here, stop being scared of me…stop being scared of him,” he said, grabbing it and began stroking himself.
“I’m not,” Sabine slowly approached standing between his legs. “Stop that,” she requested shyly.
“What?” Adair bit his bottom lip continuing to vulgarly masturbate. “You ain’t never see a nigga beat his dick before?”
“I mean…in porn but not so…confidently while looking right at me.”
“You the reason I’m hard like this.” Adair unzipped his jacket, sliding it off before scooting down some so that hishead was resting back onto her bed. “Come sit on my face,” he ordered while staring at the ceiling, still stroking his dick, squeezing the head every time he reached the tip.
Sabine nervously climbed onto her chaise standing over him. His eyes were trained directly on her as she stared down at him. He nodded, signaling for her to drop down and get her eagle on. She put her knees on the bed, scooching up until her vagina was hovering directly over his face then sat down.
Adair’s sniffed, smelling the aroma of her essence. Dessert. He buried his nose in it before his lips latched onto her clit and Sabine screamed bloody murder. Never had anything felt more gratifying. Her pussy smelled like a pussy should and he loved that. He hated any other scent than what it naturally produced. If you knew, then you knew, it wasn’t something he could explain.
Hearing her moan encouraged him to eat it all and leave absolutely nothing for leftovers.
Sabine gasped, grabbing his head, messing up his waves. It was worth the extra time he would need to spend brushing them back into place in the morning. Her fingers clawed at his scalp as Adair ate everything, she fed him forcefully. That pussy was poppin’ now.