Just as the elevator door closed, it began descending rapidly. I quickly said a word of prayer, “Lord please dont take me so soon, I’m only twenty-four years. I’ve just begun living.”
Then the elevator came to a sudden halt. Causing both the other occupant and I to be thrown to the ground. “Amen,” I shouted.
We looked at each other, then he ran to help me stand.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
I looked down to see blood on my pants leg. “Seems as though, I have gotten cut.”
In a stern voice, he said, “Take off your pants, and let me have a look.”
Throwing my head back, I began laughing.
“You don’t scare me. My mother’s bite is much worse than yours.”
Sighing in resignation, he said, “Fine, but just remember a lot of people come and go through here, and you don’t know what’s causing you to bleed.”
“I can’t remove my pants for you, I’d feel so uncomfortable,” I whispered.
Looking at me, he drew a scenario. “Alright, consider it this way. We are lovers, and you haven’t seen me in over two months. We talked every day, we even sext regularly, then one day, I come home to you unexpectedly. What would be your first move.?
“I’d unzip your pants, take out your cock, and deep throat you until you’re about to cum. Then, I’d pull down my joggers, bend over the sofa, and wait for you to grab my hips and sink that cock deep into my pussy,” I retorted…
“Do it then,” he challenged me.
Taking in a deep breath and letting it out, I then bent over and removed my sneakers. And before I could change my mind, unbuttoned my jeans, and stepped out of them. Thank God I had gotten a Brazilian wax recently.
He moved to stand in front of me. Slowly he looked down until his eyes had landed hopefully at my knees.
Squatting in front of me he asked, “Do you have any wipes in your bag?”
“Yes, I do.” Taking it out, I handed him one.
“Thanks, I’m going to wipe away the blood to see the cause, Ok? this may sting a bit,” he warned me.
As he began wiping, I held on to the bars, bracing for the pain.
I felt a slight tug as if something was caught in there.
“Would you mind sitting on your pants? I think there is a splinter in there.
I believe that it can be pulled out if your knee is slightly bent,” he confirmed.
So he spread my pants on the ground, and I sat.
Taking my leg in his hand, he bent it.
“Can I have another wipe please”? he asked softly.
Handing him one, my hand shook. From the moment that he gave me that scenario, my pussy gave out and became moist. I knew that it was glistening more from his proximity.
This man was getting me so aroused without him even knowing it. Plus he was so gentle.
I didn’t even feel his administration.
“All done,” he confirmed, then he showed me the splinter. It was a piece of a shard, from glass.
“It bled like that because of your adrenaline. You should be fine now.”
Folding the shard in the bloody wipes, he asked me to put it into my bag, as I gave him another to wipe his hands.
When I reached over for my bag where I had placed it, I unconsciously opened my legs wider, allowing him a great view of my pussy. I heard the intake of his breath.
Looking over to him, I saw that he was gazing at my pussy.
Closing it quickly, I heard him whisper, “You’re so wet Princess, why is that?”
Then he did the unexpected. He lightly traced his fingers up my thighs, and opened my legs saying, “Don’t hide your beautiful pussy from me.”
Passing his fingers on my pussy juices, he then placed my wetness onto his mouth, giving off the most beautiful sound ever.
“May I?” he was looking at me, then my pussy, waiting for confirmation. I shook my head. He licked his lips, then opened my legs wider, getting ready to eat me out.
Dear Lord, thank you for helping a sista out, you knew that I was going through a drought, I prayed.
Just as I felt his hot breath blew on my pussy, the lights came off.
“Oh my God!” I exclaimed, getting ready to stand.
“Relax, it’ll be okay, just close your eyes and breath.” He reassured me, as he licked my pussy. I inhaled so deeply, I swore that I was going deep-sea diving.
Parting my pussy lips, he latched onto my clit, sucking and nibbling like a newborn. This man gave my body a dreamy feeling. I felt as if I was floating.
Opening my legs wider, I permitted him to devour my pussy. Holding on to his head, I pulled him nearer, rocking and thrusting into his mouth.
“Mmmmm, more, please. Give me more.” I begged him.
“Stand Princess,” he requested in a gravelly voice.
Quick like a rabbit, I stood up, as he laid on the floor.
“Come over me, come sit on Daddy’s face,” he said.
“What,? I can’t do that,” I tried opposing.
“Don’t think about it, just do. Come on, I want to taste that delicious pussy again,” he teased.
Hunkering down, I felt for his head and hovered. He took my ass in his hand and put me exactly where he wanted me to be, right onto his mouth.
Reaching up, my hands hit the bars, so I grabbed onto that fucker for support, and rode his face, as he gave me the best suck of my life.
“My pussy feels so heavy, I gonna cum, Fuck.”
I bellowed, as I began shuddering.
He inserted two fingers in me and began hitting spots that I never knew that I had.
“Jesus, that feels so fucking good,” I said praising his skills.
Taking his hands off my ass, I heard him unbuckled his belt, then pulled his pants down.
“Sit on my cock,” he craved.
Jesus, Mary, Joseph, please forgive me for what I’m about to do, I prayed.
Scrambling of his face, I reached down and took his cock in my hands.
This motherfucker is not about to put that monster of a cock in me, I thought.
“Having second thoughts?” He queried.
“Mama didn’t raise no bitch,” I respond.
“Good girl. Now sit on Daddy’s throne, and let me fill up that tiny cunt,” he coaxed.
Raising, I took a deep breath, and lowered my pussy onto his cock, breathing out I slowly began to glide up and down, lubricating his sugar stick as he stretched me out.
“Fuck, you’re so big,” I complimented him.
He began using profanities like a sailor.
He felt so good inside me. Leaning over and putting my hands on either side of his head, I began to roll my hips and slam my pussy down on him on him.
I didn’t know when my breast came out, but I did feel when he began sucking on my nipples. He fed on it like a hungry child.
Suddenly, I felt a slap on my ass.
Once, twice, three times.
“Don’t stop Princess, you feel so fucking good. Bounce on Daddy’s cock hard harder. Slam that pussy on me,” he pleaded.
Raising, I held on to the bars and rode him like a derby horse. I grinned and bounced on his cock until he shouted, “Fuck, Princess, I’m coming, I’m fucking coming.”
Getting off him quickly, I placed my mouth on his cock just as he came. I felt it hit the back of my throat with such force, that it had me choking.
I sucked out every ounce of cum that he offered to me, and swallowed. I licked and sucked his cock until he begged me to stop.
Laughing, I did as he requested.
Just as I was about to reach for the wipes in my bag, the lights came back on.
We scrambled to get dressed before the elevator opened. When it did, I saw that my mother was standing there with a shocked expression.
Running to her, I asked frantically, “What is it, Mum?”
Looking at the stranger then me, she said, “Bailey, I’m sorry for the way that you’re about to find this out. But let me introduce you to your father.”
That’s the last thing that I heard before I held my mouth and ran out of the building.