Now that I was back, I would have to see that gorgeous face and those deliciously lickable muscles again...
He was my highschool sweetheart, the one that got away...
How could he have become the monster that he is now?
Everywhere he went, blood and trouble followed him...
How was I supposed to love a man like that?
How was I supposed to raise a baby with a man like that?!
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I pounded my beer until I was a little buzzed. It was a nice bar, surprisingly, but I didn't want to be there anymore. “You wanna come back to my place?” I asked. Going home alone sounded like a lousy idea, and I missed the way his hands felt. “I want you to come back to my place with me,” I added. The look on his face told me he wanted to say no, and I just couldn't have that.
He looked at me for a good long while, then nodded. “Alright. Let's go.” We left the bar.
As soon as we got into my house, his mouth was on mine. Sudden unexpected emotions forced themselves upon me as I realized this felt right. Lust washed over me, but maybe that was just because of how drunk I was.
Brant broke the kiss and tipped my head to the side, revealing my neck. His lips left quick kisses on it before he bit down just hard enough to raise goosebumps on my black skin.
“Ahh,” I moaned, gripping his suit. He sunk his teeth into me again, then pulled me over to the couch. He sat down and draped his arms over the back. It was clear what he wanted.
I thought for a second, then took a deep breath and bent down. My black dress hiked up over my thighs. Brant leaned back against the couch, smiling in anticipation.
Closing his eyes, he looked innocent for just a moment, but I knew that something much less innocent was hidden in those pants. I slid my hand up his thigh, gripping his muscles and enjoying how hard they were. I wanted him to feel just how much I wanted him in every movement I made.
Taking the clasp of his buckle, I pulled it loose and slid the thick leather out from under him. My dainty hands pulled at Brant's pants, unbuttoning the clasp and pulling down the zipper. Brant gave a pleased sigh, running his hands through my hair.
His touch sent a shiver down my spine as I prepared to take him into my mouth for the first time in 4 years. Anticipation was building up within me.
Tossing back my hair, I grabbed his pants. He lifted himself so that I could with one smooth movement pull them down to his ankles, along with his boxer briefs. As soon as I saw his glorious cock, my eyes widened and I held my breath.
That was the cock I had been missing for so long. God, it looked delicious. It was so beautiful and so big, and it was already half hard and ready for me to take it. It twitched while I looked at it.
Licking my lips, I took his penis in my hand and gripped it tight. Merely holding his unbelievable cock in my hand forced a moan from my lips, a shiver down my spine. The muscles in my lower abdomen began to tickle and my mound was hot and soaking wet.
In a word, I was fucking horny.
My eyes flicked up at him, and I caught him watching me with a smirk on his face. His hand left my hair so that his arm could drape over the couch again, allowing me to take complete control over his prick.
“I'm going to suck your cock until you cum down my throat,” I told him, flashing him a grin. I was acting like a slut all of a sudden, and it felt damn good. Brant smiled back down at me, his rebellious jaw set, then leaned his head back and waited for me to get started.
His cock was so smooth, and it twitched in my hand. Moving it up and down, I allowed his foreskin to slide along with my hand. He shifted in his seat, his stomach muscles tensing then relaxing.
After only a few seconds, precum began to leak from his prick. I was absolutely salivating while I watched it. I wanted to taste it so bad, so I leaned forward while pushing my hair over my shoulder to get it out of the way.
With my tongue held out as if I were about to taste an ice cream, I pressed my wet muscle against his velvety skin and tasted his salty precum.
“Ah,” he sighed, his fingers scratched against the couch.
I took that as a good sign. Opening my mouth as wide as possible, I placed it over his cock. Only taking the tip of his prick into my mouth at first, I sucked hard on it and teased him. He sucked in a hot breath and held it as I played with him.
His precum was a salty, naughty taste in my mouth. I took another inch, then another, until his manhood was in my throat. Looking up, I saw that Brant brought his hand to his mouth and was covering, trying his best to stay quiet. He muffled a moan behind that fist. The sound made my cunt drip.
A quick movement and his whole member was deep down my throat. My gag reflex was going to kick in at some point, but I held myself down on that cock for as long as possible. Brant's thighs were quivering beneath me. It felt so good to give him pleasure like that.
The hand that wasn't covering his mouth was gripping the couch tight as he writhed in ecstasy.
With a few coughs and sputters, I lifted my head and choked in some air. As soon as I composed myself again, I went back down on him, stuffing more of that cock into my mouth. With my head bobbing up and down, I teased him and sucked him as much as I could.
He gasped and moaned beneath his hand, his hips scooting down so that he could get closer to me.
I pulled my head up and looked at him, waiting for him to notice that I stopped sucking him off. “Now, I'm going to ride you until you come in me. Are you ready?”
He only nodded eagerly, holding my hips as I stood to guide me over him. He watched me with those fierce eyes as I kicked off my shoes and hiked up my dress. Pulling my panties to the side, I revealed my glistening cunt and showed him that I was completely ready for his huge dick to be inside of me.
Stepping up onto the couch, I grabbed Brant by the shoulders and used them to keep me steady. He cradled my hips and back with surprising tenderness and strength, not allowing me to fall as I positioned his prick at my entrance and lowered myself onto him.
“Sssshit,” I moaned through clenched teeth. Once he was fully within me, I wrapped my legs around him and placed my arms around his neck.
His large, strong hands grabbed the top of my dress and pulled it down, revealing my tits. His eyes ate them up, and then his hands gripped both of them.
I didn't move and inch, but his cock twitched inside of me. Even just that sent a wave of pleasure through my body. It had been too long since I had some good cock in me, and it had been way too long since it was Brant's. Our past be damned, I wanted this man more than anything else.
I rubbed my palm against the back of his neck, kissing him as I stroked it with gentle motions. Then I ran my fingers through his hair, a move that I knew he found relaxing. His shoulders relaxed and, finally, I moved my hips back.
His cock moved with me, hitting me in just the right spot. Pulling myself forward again, I pressed my lips against his. They were incredibly soft, and so familiar. I realized I had never really forgotten how gentle his kisses were, the soft curve of his upper lip.
I was blushing when his cock twitched in me again, and something in both of us switched gears. Wrapping his arms around me, he pushed my hips forward then pulled them back again. We moved rhythmically, his cock buried deep within me. I got goosebumps when he hit that one super sensitive spot within me, crying out a moan. I shuddered, tension inside of me building up.
His fingernails scraped my hip's dark skin as he frantically pushed me back and forth, grinding me on top of him. He felt so big within me, his cock so deep that it was nestled against my cervix and hit it with each wiggle. It was just the right kind of pain.
Brant forced my legs open wider, pushing my hips up, somehow getting even more of his huge cock inside of me. I gasped, my nipples stiffening. He sucked one into his mouth.
Grabbing his shirt, I used it to help me move. I rode him hard and fast, pushing myself closer to orgasm with each stroke of my hips.
As I felt my own passion growing and suddenly swell, his cock twitched within me and suddenly shots of his hot cum coated my insides. That feeling, that one sensation was what finally sent me over the edge. I screamed as all of my muscles shoot violently.
I let go of Brant's shirt and almost fell before he caught me. He held me, his cock still inside of me, and carried me to the stairs. “We're going to your bedroom, and I'm going to make you orgasm,” he said. “Over and over again, until we both fall asleep together.”
“Sounds absolutely perfect,” I said, taking him by the hand and leading him up the stairs.
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