She-Part 1 of 2

He stood in the shower letting the hot water run down his head to the smooth chocolate brown skin that covered his lithe physique. He reached down to hold his dick that was standing at attention. He knew exactly what had caused his early morning rush. It was the same thing that had caused his blood to rush and his senses to come alive last night and the night before. He couldn't sleep until he was spent from his thoughts of her. She did this to him. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to escape his thoughts of her. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to resist her touch, if he should ever be the recipient of it. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to resist anything about her. “Damn!” That didn’t happen often, but when it did, “Damn!”

He tried to imagine what she looked like without her clothes. What did she feel like he wondered? He pressed his hands against the shower wall and let the water envelop him. It rushed down his strong back, running through the fold of his ass, tickled his balls, and down his legs.

He imagined her in every- room -every corner-every couch, on his chair, and in his bed. She would be sitting astride his cock. Her smooth bronzed skin would be soft to his touch. He would bring her head down to meet his lips and kiss her softly. He would run his hands along the nipples that sat centered and perked on her breasts. He would lean forward to take one, then the other, than both in his mouth, between his teeth and under his tongue. She would moan softly for him to suck them harder. He would lean her back holding her in his strong arms, and with his wet tongue work his way down the center of her torso to her belly. He would quickly dart his tongue into her navel and roll it around in there for a hot second.

His dick would stiffen beneath her. She would lift herself up just enough to take him into her. She would then bring herself down on him slowly until she was comfortable and begin to gyrate and envelop his cock within the walls of her hot pussy lips. He would place his hands at either side of her face and bring her lips to his again, hungry for her taste. He would kiss her deeply searching for her tongue. They would play cat and mouse like that for a few minutes until she captured his bottom lip between hers. She would then begin to suck on it hard, yet gently. She would release him and go back to gyrating her hips slowly. He placed his hand at her ample hips. She had curves in every direction, and he could feel dangerously exciting territory lied ahead. He began to guide her hips faster. He called out her name, which further turned her on. He said her name again. “Ohhh” she moaned. “Yeah baby, you’re making me feel it so good!”

...to be continued
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