Memories

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Gay and Lesbian  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 06, 2017

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As I patiently sit here waiting on my company to arrive I look back on all the text messages, videos, and pictures that was sent between her and I.  Mmm her.. Her name was Rochelle, she is about 6 ft tall, light skin, light eyes, wears a puffy ponytail, and surly has a way with words. It's been awhile since someone has caught my attention. I've been so caught up in work and avoiding any type of bullshit that I was lacking time for me.  After talking to this girl for just a week I knew I was ready to make time to get to know someone new.  As I sit there looking comfortable but sexy in my gray shorts and white tank top I begin to realize how excited I was that she was finally coming over.  After a hour of waiting I get a knock on the door. The wait was finally over and she was finally here.  She sits down as I begin to be a good hostess by throwing some Martin on the tv and rolling up some Mary Jane to set the night off right.  We let the herbs hit us in every way it could.  Laughing with each other talking about nothing but feeling like everything.  It's funny how in just one week I'm so ready to give her all of me.  She's talking but I'm just staring at her, her lips, and the way she licks them when she looks at me. Two blunts and a hundred topic later she pulls me closer to her.  The warmth of her body on mine was the most comfort I felt in years.  Feeling her breathe on the back of my neck made hair rise everywhere on my body.  She goes for the waist as she kisses my neck and rubs my hips just enough to have my panties wetter than ever.  I tell myself no matter how good she feels I have to stop. I try to fight to pull myself away but all she does is pull me back into her twine.  "I have to use the bathroom! " I say with excitement. Rochelle smiles slightly and nods with agreement.  When I reached the bathroom I look at myself in the mirror hoping I could somehow talk myself out of giving this girl all of me this soon. I've learned my lessons in the past to just take it slow but the way she is touching me is making the temptation worst. Once I got my thoughts together I brushed my teeth, fixed a few curls hanging irregularly down my face, and open the door to head back downstairs with Rochelle. To my surprise she was standing there on the other side of the door in her khaki pants and a intense look on her face. With no hesitation and no words she picks me up and carried me to the bedroom. The neck kisses and body rubs are back but this time I can't resist. As I inhale her fragrance I grip my arms tighter around her neck pulling myself as close to her chest as I could. Soon she tosses me onto the bed and then quickly starts removing my clothes from my anxious body.  "Is this really happening?"  I'm asking myself in my head.  Meanwhile she is looking me in my eyes connecting with me in a way no one else ever had done before. She kisses me from my neck all the way to my navel. Caressing every inch of my body that she could get her hands on.  By this point my body is screaming internally holding back the urge to put her face all in my pussy.  She continues to tease me by licking, biting, and gripping my inner thighs as she looks at me deeply with those sharp eyes of hers.  Her hair in a mess but the seriousness on her face was creating a fire in me.  Then my soul slowly left my body as her tongue pressed against my hood. The warm, cold, wet sensations was what my body had been yearning for since the moment I met her. With both hands she grabs my hips till my body was disabled and trapped in her strength.  Her tongue moving faster and faster till my legs begin to shake and kick away.  She saw me giving up and surrendering to her instead of stopping she feels I haven't had enough.  She massages my pussy from top to bottom till eventually  just rubbing on the clit. I'm screaming "Stop baby..damn!"she ignores my sexual cries and slides a finger slowly inside me.  As she moans in my ear she's expressing how happy she was to have met me. I try to speak but my mind has escaped to a place no words could ever describe. My mouth open but nothing but heavy breathing and moans were coming out. She whispered to me in a crackly voice and a smile on her face "I thought you were gonna have self control? " she was referring to the few times I said that we weren't going to do this..that I was going to have self control. I guess she was right when it comes to her I had none.  So unlike me. At this point I had no regrets as she penetrates me with her fingers and begins to pound harder and harder. My legs shaking and body twitching. My spine is going out of control as she begins to suck every drop of juice coming from my cream toned body.  "Bae!" "Fuck!" "Oh God!" Is the only words that I could  shove out of my mouth.  My mind goes blank as my body explodes! She know she has me..she knows I'm done for.  She gives me full force going in and out of me with the her tongue. Moving it in ways I couldn't explain. My hands griping and pulling the sheets right off the bed, sweat dripping from our bodies, we both come to a rest.  I'm laying naked in my wet spots left in random areas on the bed and I'm gathering my thoughts.  "Are you ok? " she asked me as she gets up to wipe her face.  I laughed her question off as I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. Then Rochelle follows me from one room to the next. She grabs my waist from behind as we both look at the aftermath of ourselves in the mirror. "We're so cute together" I say not knowing that this was the beginning of many memories with her.  The end. 


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