He was half Irish and Italian with sleeve (arm of tattoos) on his right arm. I was in like with him when I first saw him. "Do have a girlfriend, " I asked once out of the blue while he was ringing me up at the register. "No," he said with a smile. "Well you like to come over my home for dinner, I said with a grin. He replied yes. I remember how I looked down still smiling out of embarrassment. After a night of casserole and Planet of the Apes we kissed. Never did I feel so tender and loving in his arms. We saw each other from then on back and fore. He even drew me with pencil and some paper while played I with his dog. One night however, as we were cuddling in bed together, he left to go get his charger from his car.
But to my surprise he never came back and left my door opened at midnight. I never met anyone who would push me away so much but then try to fall back into my arms as though I were his savior. I often still wonder if he's okay, since I met him during a time I was practicing abstinence and he always admired that about me. Hopefully he's somewhere safe and he's finally content. Until next time, xoxo Ms. English
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Mr. Candy Cane
"Truth or dare" I said while starring at his blue eyes. 6'3, light brown hair, tanned skin, Russian and European heritage was one of my best experience's. We went to middle school together but lost each other in high school. I was the shy nerd and he always remained so cool. "Dare," he said while bating those long eye lashes. "I dare you to kiss a place that most people don't kiss." He began to smile and knelt down towards my knee to kiss my knee cap. At least I think was my knee cap.
We flirted until are hearts were content. Then came our mouths falling for each other. "Mmmmmm, I love the way you quiver," he said while kissing my shoulders giving me a massage. Soon I turned over to massage his long shaft with my hands, as he did the same to my clit. He could make his hands vibrate and I was glad he perfected this skill. He slept on the couch while I retreated to my bedroom. Later that morning, he went to his meeting in my area. It was a sweet goodbye.We never had sex probably never will. Yet, it's one of my best date/sleep overs ever. Until next time xoxo Ms. English
We flirted until are hearts were content. Then came our mouths falling for each other. "Mmmmmm, I love the way you quiver," he said while kissing my shoulders giving me a massage. Soon I turned over to massage his long shaft with my hands, as he did the same to my clit. He could make his hands vibrate and I was glad he perfected this skill. He slept on the couch while I retreated to my bedroom. Later that morning, he went to his meeting in my area. It was a sweet goodbye.We never had sex probably never will. Yet, it's one of my best date/sleep overs ever. Until next time xoxo Ms. English
Monday, December 2, 2013
The Stumble continued
"What would you like to drink," Christian said without hesitation, as I sat down at private VIP bar reserved for the elite. Even though I felt lucky and blessed to be welcomed by these "Black Renaissance Men," I was nervous as whore in church. "Vodka and cranberry I stated with authority and even threw a flirtatious grin Christian's way, to show no fear in my game. Christian smiled and motioned to the bartender. Brian was already drinking two beers at once and sitting in the corner by himself. His face said it all. "Please excuse Brian," Laz said cautiously. "He is going through a nasty divorce," he added before stepping closer to me. I could smell Kenneth Cole Black on his neck. I'd immediately felt another organism in progress. "He's fine really, I'm actually much more interested in you and Christian playing truth or dare with me," I said in a sinful manner. His eyes got bigger and he immediately started to blush. I was mortified. I wanted to run out of there as fast as I could, but the thought slipped my mind when I felt a hand. A hand nonetheless around my waist. Christian had heard our conversation and was waiting for the moment to slide his two cents in. "
"You're drink my dear," he stated with sexy grin on his face as his other hand still lay planted on my left hip. I could barely move without breathing heavily. "Perhaps we should go upstairs to a room," Laz said without hesitation. Now my body was already butt naked in that room, doing things I'd had only heard of in erotic movies but was willing to try. But my head screamed no, no, no, and what would Jesus do, which meant don't be a hoe. "I think Its safer to play the game here, less nerve reckoning," I said thoughtfully. They both grinned. As we sat down, near Brian, he immediately grabbed my face to meet his lips and kissed me. Taken by surprise at his soft lips against mine, my eyes closed tight, and my mouth opened wider for his second round. When he finally let go of my face, I grinned like a school girl at him. "Forgive me black beauty, but I had to do that at least once tonight" Brian confessed. I remained calm and nodded stating "its ok". "Bout time for bed B," Christian said while motioning to Brian towards the staircase. "Yes, great timing," Brian said while rising. He bid us goodnight and walked slowly up the stairs to Hotel lobby. When he was gone, they began to kiss me everywhere. I mean my hands, legs, and neck.
Anywhere that was free really. I wanted to ask about the game but was lost in sea of tongues. I was first on top of Christian then Laz. They both took my under ware off at the same time, and I knew I was in trouble. As each of them tasted me one at a time, I thought I was dehydrated. I wanted to return the offer but they hushed me. "Its you're night mami," Laz said while fingering me. "We're going to take care of you tonight," Christian said as he put his mouth on my right breast. When their feast ended, we exchanged numbers. They each kissed me and assured me this was not the last time. I descended into the cab, praying to my father, and covered in sin awaiting more to come.
"You're drink my dear," he stated with sexy grin on his face as his other hand still lay planted on my left hip. I could barely move without breathing heavily. "Perhaps we should go upstairs to a room," Laz said without hesitation. Now my body was already butt naked in that room, doing things I'd had only heard of in erotic movies but was willing to try. But my head screamed no, no, no, and what would Jesus do, which meant don't be a hoe. "I think Its safer to play the game here, less nerve reckoning," I said thoughtfully. They both grinned. As we sat down, near Brian, he immediately grabbed my face to meet his lips and kissed me. Taken by surprise at his soft lips against mine, my eyes closed tight, and my mouth opened wider for his second round. When he finally let go of my face, I grinned like a school girl at him. "Forgive me black beauty, but I had to do that at least once tonight" Brian confessed. I remained calm and nodded stating "its ok". "Bout time for bed B," Christian said while motioning to Brian towards the staircase. "Yes, great timing," Brian said while rising. He bid us goodnight and walked slowly up the stairs to Hotel lobby. When he was gone, they began to kiss me everywhere. I mean my hands, legs, and neck.
Anywhere that was free really. I wanted to ask about the game but was lost in sea of tongues. I was first on top of Christian then Laz. They both took my under ware off at the same time, and I knew I was in trouble. As each of them tasted me one at a time, I thought I was dehydrated. I wanted to return the offer but they hushed me. "Its you're night mami," Laz said while fingering me. "We're going to take care of you tonight," Christian said as he put his mouth on my right breast. When their feast ended, we exchanged numbers. They each kissed me and assured me this was not the last time. I descended into the cab, praying to my father, and covered in sin awaiting more to come.
Mr Line brother part 2 continued
"You look amazing, better than any profile picture," He said with sexy grin on his light bronze face. He looked a little like his younger brother in his eyes and his voice reminded me so much of him. "You look great too," I said with nervousness. I shifted in my chair as he pushed it in, trying to control my thighs from moving side by side, while I fell in love with his physique.
He was the tall, light skinned, and handsome type. He had a football player's body with bedroom chocolate eyes. I would masturbate to his facebook pictures when I was alone and desperately lonely. I even saved them on my phone for instant access for wetness. "How was the train ride," he said while looking at my breasts which were sitting at attention, even though I wasn't showing any cleavage. "It was lovely, thank you so much for asking," I said kindly. We ate tacos and salsa. We talked about our jobs and even Obamacare. As we were finishing, he asked "So Miss will I get to see what you're hiding?" I responded with a face of confusion. "Hiding what honey?" It was first time I didn't call him by his name. "Underneath you're dress?" He said without stuttering. Panicked and afraid I shook my head thinking "what would his wife think." He then moved his chair next to mine and whispered "let me help you." His hands went straight up my purple dress and he caress my black thong with two fingers.
"Mmmmmmmm now I see what I was waiting for," he said with a grin. My eyes were half close but I could see him looking under the table at my pussy. He licked his lips. " Its almost time for me to go, I can't miss my train," I said breathing heavily. I pushed his hands away from me and smiled while grabbing my purse and coat hastily towards the door. I was surprised when both his hands wrapped around my waist, as he pushed me into the corner near the exit. No one was watching us since it was a slow afternoon, but I always liked people watching me. His tongue plowed into my mouth as he grabbed my ass and thighs. I fell into his arms and started tracing my tongue on his lips. My hands rested on his arms and I felt his heartbeat on my chest. It was pounding up against me and made me wonder, if it would be the same rhythm as he pounded my pussy. I soon regain my strength and push him away. I ran for the door and immediately flew in cab on side of the restaurant. "Train Station please," I said out of breathe. I looked out the back window and all I could see was the grin from a lavender shirt man, staring with eyes of lust and vengeance.
He was the tall, light skinned, and handsome type. He had a football player's body with bedroom chocolate eyes. I would masturbate to his facebook pictures when I was alone and desperately lonely. I even saved them on my phone for instant access for wetness. "How was the train ride," he said while looking at my breasts which were sitting at attention, even though I wasn't showing any cleavage. "It was lovely, thank you so much for asking," I said kindly. We ate tacos and salsa. We talked about our jobs and even Obamacare. As we were finishing, he asked "So Miss will I get to see what you're hiding?" I responded with a face of confusion. "Hiding what honey?" It was first time I didn't call him by his name. "Underneath you're dress?" He said without stuttering. Panicked and afraid I shook my head thinking "what would his wife think." He then moved his chair next to mine and whispered "let me help you." His hands went straight up my purple dress and he caress my black thong with two fingers.
"Mmmmmmmm now I see what I was waiting for," he said with a grin. My eyes were half close but I could see him looking under the table at my pussy. He licked his lips. " Its almost time for me to go, I can't miss my train," I said breathing heavily. I pushed his hands away from me and smiled while grabbing my purse and coat hastily towards the door. I was surprised when both his hands wrapped around my waist, as he pushed me into the corner near the exit. No one was watching us since it was a slow afternoon, but I always liked people watching me. His tongue plowed into my mouth as he grabbed my ass and thighs. I fell into his arms and started tracing my tongue on his lips. My hands rested on his arms and I felt his heartbeat on my chest. It was pounding up against me and made me wonder, if it would be the same rhythm as he pounded my pussy. I soon regain my strength and push him away. I ran for the door and immediately flew in cab on side of the restaurant. "Train Station please," I said out of breathe. I looked out the back window and all I could see was the grin from a lavender shirt man, staring with eyes of lust and vengeance.
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