Like Water For Chocolate

"Not wet enough." I said

"Really? How's this?" Poetry responded.

Accompanying the response was a second shot of her in a wet white tank top. I could just barely make out the brown hue of her nipples.

On the outside, Poetry didn't look like the type to to be in a wet t-shirt contest. She was well adjusted sexually, but still seen by most of her friends as a quiet person that kept to herself. I had found that it's always the quiet ones. Hell, I'm quiet. She was a willing and able participant in games and now she was showing me what she'd look like in a wet t-shirt contest.

I typed another email.

"Ehhh, you could do better."

Yet another picture popped into my inbox some time later. Her shirt was wetter. I imagined her standing in the bathroom spritzing her shirt with water from a bottle.

If you haven't realized. I'm a visual person.

"You scared of water or something?" Was my reply.

"Damn! Should I stand in the shower with my shirt on??" She complained in her response. This time her shirt was soaked. Her puffy brown nipples were hard against the fabric.

"THAT is a wet t-shirt contest shot!" I smiled at the keyboard. My heart had begun racing. My dick began to swell.

I went on about my business knowing that I was planning a surprise attack.

"You like this one?" Came another response. I waited for the attachment to open.

Her shirt was soaking wet. Her nipples hard. She was drenched and exposed.

Game time! I got up from the computer and walked around the corner to her apartment.

Her buzzer rang twice before I heard her voice.

"Hello??" She had full sista girl anger in her voice. It was late enough for that tone. Someone showing up at her door unannounced at that time of night had to have been crazy. Or crazy horny.

"Let me in." I said with my swagger on one billion.

The buzzer broke the silence of the dark courtyard.

I knocked before entering even though I knew the door was unlocked. As I stepped in, I saw Poetry standing near her bedroom door in a pair of panties. Nothing else.

"What are you doing here??" She was confused at my presence not at my obvious intentions.

I kicked off my shoes at the door and lined them up perfectly with hers. I stripped off my shirt and dropped my jeans right there in the doorway. A smile broke her shocked expression. Her bottom lip sucked in between her teeth. I took in the sight of her tall, stacked body. I admired her smooth brown skin and almond shaped eyes. Her black bikini panties stretched across the width of her hips. She watched me from across her place without moving.

I dropped my boxers to the floor, stepped out of them and let my semi-erect manhood dangle.

"Ooohweee." She whispered just loud enough for me to hear.

I walked over to her intent on attacking her like an animal. It was all prowl and hunger.

"What are you doing heeeerreeeee??" She emphasized my location.

"I liked the pictures." I said.

"I thought you had work to do."

"Shut up and take off those fucking panties."

"Excuse me?" More sista girl.

I reached around and grabbed her ass. We were eye to eye when I kissed her lips softly. My stiffness wedged itself between her thighs and prodded at the lone barrier between us. She kissed me back hard. My hands pulled down the back of her panties and she did the rest. I had a moment to stand back and admire the landing strip above her pouty aroused kitty before I grabbed her hand and pulled her into her bedroom.

"The shirt is still wet. It's right there." She pointed to the wife-beater hanging on her bathroom doorknob. "By the end I was practically standing in the shower."

"You liked it, huh."

"You got me horny." She confessed as she lay back and my lips caressed her soft areola. Poetry's back arched to meet my mouth and I sucked harder to please her. My manhood rubbed against her thigh. I was hungry for noise.

I pushed downward tossing her thick thighs apart. My mouth kissed her lower lips. She began to writhe almost immediately. I ached to please her as she had aroused me with her pictures and fed my visual hunger. Now I was taking care of my skin thirst. My tongue fluttered against her hood while my lips sucked gently.

"MMmmmm Fuck!" She orgasmed with a shiver.

My hands wrapped around her thighs and held her down while my mouth continued.

"Ooo Oooh SHIT!" She screamed.

It was late night. Her neighbors were listening. I'm sure they enjoyed what they heard. I slid my middle finger inside of her and felt her brace for what she knew was on the horizon. My index finger joined in. Her ass lifted high off the bed as my fingers massaged her gspot easily and carefully. My mouth never left her engorged clit. Poetry's body quaked through another screaming orgasm. She fed my skin thirst and my hunger for noise. Her next orgasm was so strong her muscles squeezed so tight they ejected my fingers from within her. I watched her pulsate within as her cumming kitty throbbed for more.

"Turn the fuck over."

She didn't bother to complain or give attitude. She didn't waste our time telling me I was being rude. She wanted it too. She was on all fours in moments. Her legs were spread wide to make room for me. She looked back and watched me sheath up my pulsating dick. She wanted to take it as bad as I wanted to give it. Her mouth opened wide and her eyes closed tightly as I slid deep inside of her. She growled for more as I stroked her harder. Her growls quickly became screams as we fucked hard on her bed.

"You like this dick?"

"I LOVE this dick."

"It's my pussy."

"Take it."

"It's my pussy."

"Take it!"

"This! Is! My! Pussy!" I pounded deeply inside her leaving an exclamation point on each thrust.

"Oh yes ! yes! yes! Your pussy..your pussy!" She stopped just short of asking for mercy because we both loved it hard.

My hand slapped her ass too hard. She squealed with the thrill of the sensations, but never once tried to stop. I pulled out of her slowly.

"Where are you going?" She panted.

When I returned to the room with a chair from her dining area,sShe was laid on her back with her fingers massaging her clit. I was aroused even more.

I did tell you I'm a visual person right?

My lips joined her fingers and licked her some more until she came again. There was no time to waste. I pulled her up from the bed and sat in the chair.

Poetry straddled my body and slowly lowered herself onto my broad throbbing spear. A groan started somewhere in her loins and escaped from her throat as full born lusty moans. Her strong arms wrapped around my back and held me close. I pivoted my waist and gyrated from the bottom looking for that spot. I received audible confirmation when she screamed through another orgasm.

"That's it right there. I can stay right here all night." She panted.

"Right here?" I asked with a raised eye-brow as my hips rocked within her.

She bore down on me and lifted off into another orgasm. Before she could come all the way down to Earth, we did it again...then again..and once more for good measure. Her legs shook on top of mine, weak from her peaks. I asked her to raise up. The condom had begun to squeeze a little too tight for my good. She stood on unsteady legs as I tossed the worn latex to the side.

"Mmm a big ol chocolate bar." She growled and engulfed her mouth with my dick.

My head fell backward as she swirled her tongue and sucked her cheeks in. Her hands were sloppily wet with her saliva as she stroked me with her hand and sucked the tip.

"Mmmm harder." I begged as she tightened her grip and stroked faster.

She made it up from her weakened knees, brought me to mine on her bed and continued the onslaught on my dick. Her hands worked furiously. Her mouth fluttered and sucked hard. I grabbed her shoulder for balance and basked in the incredible attention Poetry paid to the head she was giving me. Her eyes looked up at me knowing she had me on the ropes.

I growled all manner of filthy things. The dirty disgusting things which only fueled her energetic display. Spit dripped from her mouth across her hands as sweat beaded her forehead. One of her wet hands massaged my balls as the other worked hard with her mouth. My balls squeezed tight against my body as my head spun.

"I'm gonna cum." I warned.

Her head bobbed faster. Her energy increased ten fold. I had given her the noise and validation she needed. I felt the explosion begin. She sucked harder pulling it from me with an incredible intensity. My groans grew louder as she sucked harder swallowing every drop and sucked for more. She dislodged my still throbbing manhood from her mouth.

"You got some more for me?"

"I think I'm all tapped out." I panted.

She didn't believe me. Her mouth wrapped around me again and sucked harder. Her tongue massaged the underside while her hands worked the shaft harder. My head tossed back and forth trying to find a way to dismount myself from her jaws. My hands held on to the thin foot board as Poetry's head bucked beneath me. Her sweet voice gave way to beastly groans and moans. Her ravenous sucking and hand stroking continued with furious power. My body tensed again and released a torrent of fluid in her mouth.

As hard as she tried, she couldn't swallow it all and it spewed from her mouth and spilled across her breasts and hands and sheets and...

"What the hell was that?" She wiped her jaw with her empty hand and looked up at me with a smile. "Wow, you exploded. I couldn't swallow it all. You got me all wet." She breathed heavily as she surveyed the remnants of her job well done.

"You did it!" I laughed.

"You just wanted to get me all wet again..." She smiled.


They call me The Fury...I wanna see how wet YOU get...

Lick, Suck, Oooze

I was staring out of the window lost in a day dream when I realized I had started watering at the mouth. Actual saliva had been produced just at the thought of Honey Rider's sweetness. I decided to take a chance, to see if she was nearby. I decided to call her to see if she could come by and say hello. Honey Rider had an arsenal of hellos. Some flirty, others silly then some were all business. Then there were the Honey hellos drenched in hot sensuality.

"Hey Fury! I was just thinking about you!" She answered cheerfully. Damn, it's cheerful Honey, she wasn't the one I was looking for this day.

"Really?" I tried my best to assume a similar range of cheerfulness, but for me it always sounds like game show announcer voice. This is Jeopardy!

"Yep!" She sounded wired. "I'm headed up by you for a rehearsal." Honey was a dancer and was always in a litany of productions here there and everywhere it seemed.

"Oh ok, Well I don't want to keep you. I just wanted to say hello and..." I began to wipe egg off my face and backpedal my way back into my cave.

"No, it's cool. I just got dressed and I'm about to run out. I don't have to be there for a little while...maybe I'll drop by you..." She squeaked. My heart jumped from my chest nearly grabbing the phone itself.

"Definitely. I'll be here. Just reading..." I lied kicking the book with my foot.

Honey Rider flashed her almond eyes when I opened the door. She squealed hello and gave me a cheerful hug. She shimmied herself passed me, her round behind nudged my arm as she passed. I could feel the thumping in my chest and the throbbing below my waist. Besides myself with anticipation of the first move, I offered her something to drink. She refused and kicked off her sneakers. Even in her baggy sweat pants I could see the curves of her ass. Her pretty pink lips spoke energetically, I was entranced. I walked to and fro like a hunting animal, like a preying panther. I paced the floor watching her stretch her arms and swivel her head on her slender neck.

Honey Rider's sandalwood color contrasted with her all black outfit. I needed to touch her, so I did. My hands caressed her mid-section then wrapped around her waist. Our lips met in slow motion. There was a needing. A desire. My hands gripped her ass pushing her closer to me. She groaned as my excited stiffness rubbed against her thigh.

"You're getting me too hot. I'm gonna do something bad." She warned knowing we both wanted bad...Hell, we both wanted heinous. I stripped her tank top off, pushed her bra down enough to get access to her stiff brown nipple and sucked it softly. I was bending on one knee holding her close to me by her ass while my tongue played with her nipples. I wanted to take a bite. I was hungry for more. I tugged her into the adjoining bedroom, pulling her clothes from her roughly. Honey panted as I pushed her to the floor lips to lips.

Her strong hands stroked my stiff dick energetically. We were a mess of limbs and open mouths. Even though there was a dimmer, the lights of the room were blaring at full power. They were bright enough that the hum of the lights were the only other sound besides our lip smacking good time. Hungry for more I dipped lower on her body.

"See yourself?" I pointed to the mirror on the closet door. She nodded as my chocolate skin contrasted with her golden thighs. "Watch me there." I begged.

Her sweet soapy scent filled my nose as I kissed her landing strip of hair. My tongue anxiously escaped my lips and slid across her swollen excited pussy lips. I kissed them as I did her face, passionately teasing her as my hands massaged the areola around her hard nipples. Peeking upward, I saw her head pushed back, her eyes closed enjoying the feeling.

"Watch me." I whispered. Her eyes folded open, looked to me then us in the mirror. Her lips pursed with pleasure seeing my face deep between her arching legs.

I dove deep between her thighs and sucked at her throbbing full lips. Parting them with my tongue, I tasted her excitement seething out into the open. The tip of my tongue danced on her clit lightly to the humming of her moans then I sucked it to the bellow of her screams. My hard dick pounded against the floor wishing for play, but my mouth was greedy. When her body began to shiver, I wrapped my hands around her plump ass. Sweat beads began to collect there as her temperature rose.

I pressed my face deeper increasing the pressure. She tasted like passion. Her body shook against mine and I wanted to ride the waves as she came with a face bashing seizure of shakes.

Ignoring her sighs and basking, I greedily licked more. My mouth sucked her lips then released them making sloppy sounds.. I wanted nothing more than to make her orgasm. It's usually the case that if I hear the sound once, I want to hear it again. Her cum sound was a crescendoing squeal that gave way to a litany of groans.

"Oooooh suck my pussy, Fury. Yesssssss!" She moaned as her hands pushed my head harder against her. She was smothering me in the sweet smell and slippery feel of her kitten. Opening my eyes, I was shocked by the bright light and the sight of her stiff nipples shivering with her body. Her eyes closed, she opened them in time to watch in the mirror as she came. I couldn't release her. She pivoted her hips. "No More....shiiiittt, no more. I---have--to--come down." She pleaded

"You have to cum." I said pivoting my index finger inside her warmth. She was gushy and sticky inside. Her tight pussy clenched against my finger lightly. I eased my middle finger alongside it so it wasn't lonely.

Honey Rider moaned her agreement. My fingers stroked her as my tongue flicked light and fast. Her hips swiveled and gyrated with my fingers until they agreed on her g-spot and then I massaged her there. Her immediate reaction served as fuel. I slowed on the curves and sped on her straightaways. My fingers slipped easily on her button while my mouth sucked her pearl. Her voice, her noise, her taste, her scent pushed me further and led her to the checkered flag with a thunderous orgasmic applause. Her hand pushed at my shoulder releasing my mouth from her throbbing swollen cunt. She needed to catch a breather any way that she could. Honey swung her leg one way, then shimmied her hips rolling over and resting on her knees and elbows above me. She looked down toward me between her spread legs as I fell to my back looking up between them at her.

Her sticky sweetness oozed from her in a light stream spilling onto the carpet.

"OH MY GOD!" Her eyes went wide. She was motrified. "I...I..I'm so sorry!" She looked in horror at the proof of her passion on the carpet. She was frozen in position on her hands and knees looking down. I rolled to my knees looking at the carpet with a smile.

"Don't be sorry. That's perfectly..GREAT!" I smiled as she covered her mouth with her hand. I massaged the supple yet firm skin on her ass. "You can leave me a souvenir whenever you like."

Honey Rider smiled. "I think I better go, before you decide to whip that dick out and we really get into trouble" She pursed her lips. It was a cheerful goodbye.

They call me The Fury...sometimes I collect souvenirs...do you?

Almond's Joy

Her boots clicked against the pavement. I watched them with intent. The heels were high, at least four inches. They were patterned with color and shiny things. They gave way to her solid calves hidden by her jeans. Her jeans were tight, but tighter around her plump ass. Her shirt was see through, but her puffy breasts were hidden behind a black bra. Her long ponytail swung back and forth across her back as her broad smile broke bright white across her chocolate complexion. I'll call her Almond Joy and after quite a long time of flirting not only this night, but others and in other places, she was walking me back to her place.

"It's not too late to change your mind." I warned.

"I'm not going to change my mind." She swayed with the power of the liquor in her system.

"Nice boots."

"Thank you." She smiled, her eyes focused on mine for a brief second before they shied away.

"I think you may have to leave those on..." I growled.

"Oh really." She stopped, looked at them then continued to walk. It was obvious to some of the people that hung out with us that she wanted me, but I'm shy sometimes. I can be modest. I had gone away in the walk to her place.

The Fury had arrived.

The place was spacious. I surveyed the living room as she excused herself to the rest room. I walked to the large window in her living room, flipped the latch, opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony. The warm air caressed my face as I watched the lights of the city flicker like fireflies. The sound of cars and planes, the hollow air of empty space. I stepped back into the living room as she stepped from the bathroom. I could hear the clink of her loose belt buckle. She was ready to play.

"Lights on or off?" I asked.

"Up to you." She replied swaying like an animal on the prowl.

I flipped the lights off so I could admire the view from the window as I partook in the sweaty meal of lust. Without a pause, I pulled Almond to me by her small waist and kissed her wide mouth hard. My hands groped her ass, molded and squeezed her. We waltzed toward the small chair and ottoman dropping clothes as we moved. She sat down on the ottoman pulling her clothes off quickly. She pulled her boots off and tugged at her tight jeans.

"Make sure you put those back on." I pointed to the crumpled boots on the floor.
She smiled as if to say "you cocky motherfucker."

I moved closer to her. Her pert nipples calling me, her bare skin made me hornier by the second. My stiff dick pushed hard against my boxers as I approached her. As she zipped her boots back up, she looked up as I pulled my shirt over my head. Her hand slid into my boxers removed my throbbing manhood and put the head between her lips. She slowly worked her mouth into a rhythm and took me deeper into her mouth as if preparing herself for more. The hot slippery feel of her tongue brought groans from my throat. I watched her face as she worked me in her mouth with a horny hunger. I pulled myself from her mouth and looked down at her. She stood and walked out to the balcony.

Her ass jiggled slightly as she walked and stood against the banister looking out on the lights. Her high boots cocked her ass higher up. I prowled behind her wearing only a wifebeater and a condom. My hands parted her ass cheeks and felt the wet slit of her excitement down below. Without pretense of ease, I roughly shoved my dick deep inside her moist accommodating sex. She grunted with the first stroke, groaned with the third and by the fifth she was moaning loudly. My hands gripped her waist and watched her ass cheeks bounce against me as I fucked her from behind.

With every thrust, Almond Joy became increasingly more vocal. Her loud moans echoed on the surrounding buildings. I like a loud fuck and the echo was like surround sound. I stripped my wifebeater off and tossed it to the floor as I watched her hands grab the banister. My hands pulled her against me harder and I let go to watch in cruise control.

"What are you doing? Back that ass up. Give it to me!"

Almond Joy didn't lose a moment. She pushed back filling herself with my thick dick bouncing her ass cheeks against me with hard thrusts. Her screams echoed loudly as she came hard and continued to take more. I became acutely aware of neighbors and windows nearby even if it were late at night...and perhaps because it was so late and there were surely people being awakened by our fuckplay. I pulled out as she turned around. My mouth sucked at her hard nipples as her back leaned against the banister. She spread her legs wider to accommodate me. We decided to take it inside instead of risking someone going over the side in our excitement.

I led her to the chair and ottoman face first on all fours. She spread herself well on the chair arms, arching her ass up to greet me, the boot heels poked out toward me as I took her from behind again fucking and ass slapping. I grunted as she moaned through her next orgasm. Soon, she was standing above me as I sat on the ottoman. She lowered herself to take me again, but I needed to hear her moan a different way. I pulled her throbbing sex to my mouth as she straddled my face and rode herself into yet another wet gyrating orgasm before I pulled her up.

Tossing the table aside, I opened her couch bed, maneuvered chairs and furniture in preparation of using any and every square inch of space in her place. I'm not sure how, but I found myself laying on my back with Almond's mouth on my throbbing manhood again. She worked me well. My hands found the back of her head (something I don't normally do) and helped pump my dick deep into her mouth. She held my stomach and sucked me hard. She liked it. She was submitting to my dominance.

She liked the power of sucking me while still enjoying the power of my hand on her head. She was ravenous. I was overcome with horny. I wanted more. I slapped her ass as she sucked me, pulled her long ponytail and then pushed her to her back and sucked her clit. She was squealing in a higher pitch as she came again then begged me to stop. I didn't. I sucked her and she changed her mind and begged for more as she came again with the taste of her lust filling my mouth. Her limbs flailed as she pushed me from her clit and sat back, breathing heavily. Her chest heaved with every breath.

"Stroke that clit for me." I commanded as I stood and walked to the refrigerator saying all manner of dirty, filthy, nasty things as I retrieved a bottle of water, took a sip and sat it on the mantle. When I returned, her hips were gyrating against the bed, her hard brown nipples enticed my tongue to suck them. They bounced in my mouth, against my cold water cooled tongue.

I pulled her up from the bed and led her to the middle of the floor. Immediately she dropped to her knees and sucked on me again. Her head bobbed hungrily. I pulled away teasing her lips with the tip and backed away to the mantle.

"Come get it." I teased.

Almond wasn't one to be outdone and dramatically crawled toward me on all fours, like a hungry preying lioness. With passionate eyes, her tongue licked up my tight swollen orbs to my throbbing cock and shoved me into her mouth. Kneeling on all fours, her head rocked as she sucked me hard and gritty. I pulled myself from her slippery mouth, juicy copious amounts of saliva dripped from the head. She stayed on her knees looking up to me with a smirk. I held my manhood in my hand in front of her and slapped her across the face with it lightly. Her head barely moved. I slapped her other cheek harder pushing her face then again harder. My last slap was rough and pushed her head. She retaliated, grabbed me with her mouth and sucked me hard. I gripped the air, found the water bottle and sucked from it as she sucked me. She stood to her feet and jiggled her ass back to the bed, triumphantly .

I retrieved the gold wrappers from a nearby box, took a deep breath and laid back on the bed. She licked my now flaccid cock, taking it all in her mouth with full strokes.

"Oh you're showing off with it now, huh." I smirked. She shook her head taking it in her throat easily now that it was soft.

"Get over me." She commanded. I teased her at first but then relented as I straddled her chest and fucked her mouth with a precise rhythm. She was ravenous, hungry for more of everything. She sucked me hard and took as much as she could. My sail was at full mast now. Thicker, bigger, harder to swallow. I pushed her further gagging her, at first by mistake and then again and again as I saw how hot it made her. There was no deep throating me like this.

"Ok. "She laughed. "You made your point."

I took her from behind on her stomach. Her sweaty bubble ass elevated me high above her body. With every deep hard thrust, I fucked to the rhythm of her pants of "more" "harder" and "yes". She screamed for me not to stop as my sweaty muscles ached from acid build up, but I was a raging mad man. All of my mellow was gone. I was enraged. I fucked her hard and deep how she wanted. She involuntarily pulled herself away from the fullness of my cock.

"Stop. Running. From. My. Dick!" I grunted as I "chased" her all the way to the headboard of the couch and dove deep inside her. "Stop. Running. Stop. Running." I panted as she came. I pulled her on all fours and continued.

She needed a break. So I sat as she sipped from the water bottle. Then I spanked her round soft ass until my hand was hot and stinging. She squealed under the hard slaps and purred with the smooth caresses.

Almond Joy was up for everything I dished out. I pulled her backward and laid on my back. Without losing a step, she straddled me and fucked me hard on top. Then she turned with her back to me and rode me hard reverse cowgirl style . I pulled her hair hard like horse stirrups as she had her way with me. She was the cowgirl but I was the dominant animal beneath her being ridden. We were both beasts riding the other. Like a stallion riding a thoroughbred. My hands clashed with her ass cheeks. She came hardest riding me with my hands wrapped in her ponytail pulling her head back as I massaged her deep sweet spot.

Finally, Almond laid down and took a deep breath. Her hand stroked my chest.

"You ok?" She asked.

"Yeah." I smiled and then I heard her breathing change. She was sleeping now. The exercise, orgasms and liquor had finally taken their toll on her.

I put on my boxers and t-shirt and sipped the water as I watched her sleep nude except for the boots. Reaching down, I tugged...they weren't budging. I tried again with a slight bit more torque, but still trying not to wake her. Still nothing. Hmmm...I pivoted and shifted the heel, the top, the toe...nothing. She slept hard through it all as I damn near fell to the floor tugging at her ankle. It was a lost cause. I threw the sheet over her naked body. The boots poked out from under it.


****

"Hey...." Almond Joy smiled at me as the golden sunrise broke into the room through the sheer curtains. My eyes were blurry, tired. I was barely awake.

"Good morning. Sorry about the boots. I couldn't figure how to..." I started as she looked down and let out a loud laugh.

She reached down and unzipped them.

"Zipper! Damn! Missed that!" I said.

"It's OK." As she rose from her feet she stopped at my waist. Dipping her hand into my boxers, she unfurled my morning wood and slid it between her lips and began to suck slowly. Morning head is beyond heavenly and my moans were definitely a sign of enjoyment.

"Good morning." She said slyly knowing she had me hard and in her mouth. She tasted me a little more, stroked me with her hand then curled over to her side.

"You think you're getting away that easily?"

"It's time for me to get up."

I shrugged as I got up, took off my boxers and slid a condom on over my morning erection. She looked across the floor for her clothes.

"Where are my panties?"

"You shy now?" I said as I slid in next to her, stopping her as she attempted to rise. My tongue licked her side then poked at her nipples. My dick throbbed against the lips of her sex from behind.

She reached behind her, spreading her tight ass cheeks making space for me to make it inside of her. I slid the head of my lustfully erect manhood inside her to the sound of her sighs. We undulated slowly as I massaged deeper for her sweet spot. Her moans made notice to the fact that I had reached it.

"Mmmmhmmm you know what you wanted. You tryin to play hard to get."

"Mmmmm yeah gimme that dick, Fury."

"Come take it." I said pulling her on top of me.

Her breasts bounced as she gyrated and worked her hips. She was hungry to break the fast and I fed her with deep strokes. She began to moan and thrust harder.

"Oooh yeah you want it. You want it. Get it. Get it. Cum on my dick. Cum on my dick, Joy." I grunted. She obliged with a low moan that grew into a loud orgasm. Her lips smirked as my hands gripped her hips and continued the rhythm. "You're not done yet."

"I'm not?" She panted then turned and began riding me with her back to me again.

The sight of my throbbing dick disappearing between her plump ass cheeks and swollen kitty fed my own lust. I took the firm globes of her ass in my hands as she rode me. She pumped hard and squealed. She moaned as she ground my dick against her deep sweet spot. Without warning she sped up and came again. Her head bobbed as she came down from the mountaintop.

"I'm done, Fury." She sighed.

"Oh you're done, huh. Ok..." I said as I continued to pound and grind inside her. "Ok you're all done then." My gyrations continued. She threw her head back as I grabbed her ponytail again. "You're totally done, huh.." Her hips swiveled harder against me. She began to pant harder. She began to moan as she bounced her ass hard against my pelvis. "I don't think you're done, but if you're done, don't cum on my dick..." I commanded. She shook her head, but rode harder. I dug deeper, ground more.

"OK.." She managed a slight squeal.

"Don't cum on my dick. Don't cum on my dick....don't do it." I moaned as she gyrated harder against me. "Don't you dare cum hard on my dick..."

"No." She moaned and began to grind harder and faster, her breasts bounced as she swirled a deep massage inside of herself.

"Don't...you...do it!" I grunted as she began to moan louder and louder. "Are you doing it? Are you cumming...on my fucking...dick? Don't cum on my dick. Don't you cum. You BETTER not cum!" I spat as she screamed louder. Her body shook as she exploded. Her sex squeezed tightly against me in spasms. Her hands grabbed at my legs. She relaxed slowly as I eased my stiff manhood from her and she leaned herself against the bed.

"Thought you had to get up..."

"I did..GET..UP!" She laughed blushing slightly.

They call me The Fury, do you have some boots you want to show me...?

The Morning Rollover

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Looking For A Shot (part 2)

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Her Lickety Splits

Honey grunted as she slapped me about my head. Her flailing light honey colored hands doing their best to grab at whatever they could. Finally, she gripped my hair and held on. Her hips bucked and gyrated.

"Dammit Fury! Shit!" She screamed as her body shuddered.

My tongue had been dancing around her pussy for just under maybe two minutes and she was already rocking through her first orgasm. I didn't stop, couldn't stop. She was sweeter today. I don't know if it was because we hadn't been together in so long or because she had given herself an extra sweet bath in milk and honey before she came to me. Either way, I flicked my tongue along her warm plump lips up to her clit and played. My tongue softly but firmly drummed against her clit like a boxer's glove against a speed bag all while my lips sucked. Her warmth created an inferno in my mouth which blazed through me down to my rock hard manhood which pumped with my hips against the carpeted floor.

My moist fingers held her firm hips tightly. I did not want her beautifully waxed flower to escape my mouth. My eyes were closed, I was kissing her deeply finding the spots and not letting them evade me. Honey Rider's body shivered, her swollen clit bounced from my mouth. SHIT! My hands slid underneath her, each palming as much of her beautifully round ass as they could. I had the whole world in my palms. Pushing forward, I took in more of her hot sticky sex. I was enraged. I wanted to eat like a lion devouring his first meal after a long day of preying.

"Oooooh" She hummed. "That looks beautiful." She moaned.

For the first time since I began my heavenly tasting, I opened my eyes. Above me was her well manicured landing strip of hair decorating the pretty flower I was licking. Higher up, the sweaty well formed muscles of her belly. Even higher was her soft brown erect nipples poking at the humid air above them. Finally at the top of this land of adventure her face which wasn't looking at me, but to my side. Glancing over, Honey Rider stared at me in the floor to ceiling mirror. Her eyes wavered somewhere between dream state and tight ecstatic convulsion. My mouth danced around her, her eyes clenched tightest, her entire form shaking underneath my mouth as she came again. Her sweet nectar dripped from my bottom lip.

"Oh Fuck me, baby" She commanded. "I need you in me." Without notice her solid body evaded my ass grip and she had rolled over. The evidence of her excitement dribbled from her like champagne from the bottle. I had popped her cork. The essence of Honey Rider pattered against the carpet. "Oh. Wow. I'm sorry." She blushed her face even more flush as her juice stained my carpet.

"It's a beautiful thing." I smiled as she gripped my throbbing dick and placed it between her lips. She gave the head a few quick licks and the shaft some very strong strokes as I reached back, unwrapped the Magnum XL and presented it with fanfare.

Laying on her back, Honey Rider spread her legs wide. This was not spread eagle, more like spread Boeing. Her body in the figure of an upside down capital "T". I introduced my hard stinger to her flower then slowly entered. Her legs broke formation briefly as my mind wandered to a land where the world is wrapped in warm liquid licorice. Her hands wrapped my body and squeezed my ass with every long deep stroke.

Her mouth was filthy this night. She was spewing talk dirtier than Richard Pryor high on all those drugs he used to do and I enjoyed every second of it. If there's one thing I enjoy it's proper fuck talk. Her hands goaded me to delve deeper into the situation and when I reached the end of her, her legs would quake, bend, shake, lose form then spring back wanting more. Our lips kissed a soft, delicate kiss. Our warm tongues danced, soft in flutters of mild mannered grace while below our organs pounded together with urgency. I rolled my sweaty back onto the carpet. Honey stood above me, her thick thighs flexed as she watched herself in the mirror. My pulsing dick stood straight up in the air. She whinced at me, biting her lip. I could only imagine if I were edible she would've taken a large bite with the remnants escaping the sides of her plump pretty lips.

"Come on, Rider. You wanna split? Split on this dick." I spat dirty from my lips. With hesitation, she slowly lowered herself, there on that carpeted floor in front of that mirror. Her hands braced herself and then she impaled her thick light honey colored frame on my manhood. Her deep grunt escaped her lips.

"I ca-can-n't" She grimaced then I went deeper, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she gobbled up more of me. And there Honey paused in a full split impaled on me. Her bubble round ass hovered a scant few inches above the floor. Seeing myself fully engulfed between her incredible rounded ass sent a chill through me. Honey bent her legs forward relieving the pressure and rode me hard.

Her fuck speak was intense, sometimes punctuating her hard thrusts with every. single. word.

"Fuck. Me. Ba-by. Yes. I. Need-ed. This!" She came with a shudder which made her nipples twitter in the air like shaking antenna. She collapsed slowly nodding to her own tune. Her chest rose and collapsed hard with every breath. Then she glanced up at the clock.

"You're gonna be late for practice." I warned. Jumping up, she grabbed her clothes.

"Well I won't have to stretch. You did that for me." She winked. I watched her sweaty curves round the corner into the bathroom. And finally, I exhaled.

3 is The Magic Number: Phoenix and Honey Rider Take a Bathroom Break

To see how this began see part one
Then part two


Honey Rider and I entered the bathroom, both finding available commodes.

"Phewwwww, this feels good, letting all of this liquid out of my system" I say trying balance standing up while not relieving myself on my clothes.

"I am having fun!" Honey Rider screams from the stall next to mine.

She is barely audible through the sound of urine hitting the bowl and the loud base blasting through the speakers, thumping the walls. I wipe and as timing would have it, we exit our respective stalls at the same time.

I pushed the dispenser and soap oozes out. Rubbing my hands together I ran my hands under the water and looked in the mirror trying to focus. The alcohol has taken over me.

"I am fuuuuuuuucked up!" I laugh uncontrollably. I can not believe I've had 3 rum and coke already.

"Girl, you are crazy! I Am fucked up too! I think Fury is soooo sexy. I want to fuck him so bad. I've wanted to fuck him for a long time." Honey Rider tells me.

"Yeah he is sexy. I am sure you will have the chance to fuck him tonight! He won't mind!" We both chuckled. I turned the nob on the faucet stopping the flow of the water and grabbed a paper towel to dry my hands. Honey Rider was at the sink looking in the mirror applying lipstick once she finished washing her hands.

"I mean, his hair, is sooooo beautiful! He just has me open!" Honey Rider confessed.

"Ma, I feel you." I say approaching her from behind.

"You my dear, have one of the best asses I've ever seen." I tell her as I cupped both of her ass cheeks with my hands.

She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan. I turned her around to face me and kissed her on her neck.

"Phoenix, YOU have the best breast I've ever seen." Placing her hands on my DD's. She lifted the left one out of my tanktop and took my nipple into her mouth.

I grabbed her head, running my fingers through her hair. Running my fingers through her hair made my panties extremely wet. I brought her face to mine locking our lips.

"We are gonna get caught, there are no locks on the bathroom." I said to Honey Rider placing my breasts back in my tank top.

"So! I don't care. We are just going to have to get caught!"

"You're the crazy one! But I have an idea. If you move directly behind the door, we'll know when someone is about to come in because you'll feel the door hit your back." I suggested.

Honey Rider agreed as she stood behind the door and pulled me close to her.

"I want to taste you right here, right now." I whispered in Honey Rider's ear.

I kneeled down in front of Honey Rider, lowering her black leggings and thong. As I was on my knees I said a quick prayer to the pussy gods, thanking Her for the food I was about to receive! I buried my head in between Honey Rider's thighs. My tongue found its way to her clit.

"Mmmmmmm, Yes!" Honey Rider grabbed my head and lifted her leg up slightly, giving me better access to her pearl.

"How does that feel baby?" I inquire, although her moans and body have given me the answer.

"That shit feels good! YES!! YES!!" Honey Rider's moans turned into screams. The excitement of the possibility of getting caught had me going crazy. I enjoyed being in that moment.

I licked and sucked, her womanhood dripped into my mouth.

The door hit Honey Riders back hard. Shit, someone was trying to get into the restroom. I jumped up off of my knees, standing firmly on my feet and prevented the door from opening with my hands. This gave Honey Rider enough time to pull up her leggings and thong. I released the door, once she appeared normal, the new occupant walked into the restroom and gave us a suspicious look, giggling as she walked passed us and entered into a stall.

"I am not done with you!" I warned Honey Rider.

"That was amazing."

"We've been in here way too long. Lets get back out there to Fury, we wouldn't want him to get too lonely without us!" I said to Honey Rider, holding the restroom door open for the both of us to exit.

We went back to the bar just before Fury returned...

I Want Candy

Candy and I flirted as often was possible in college. She had the sweet demeanor of the one you could bring home to mom, but the devilish smile of the one that would talk the dirtiest behind closed doors. Each time my self esteem told me that she just wasn't seriously interested. Although, her small frame, chocolate skin, perky tits and round firm ass walking across campus was always a reminder that I really wanted to get to know her. One day, while at a mutual friend's, she even went so bold as to sit on my lap.

"Ouch!" She jumped in the air. "You stabbed me!"She screamed. Had I grown an enormous hard on that fast? I checked my pocket as she rubbed her ass. In my pocket was my sword like letter opener. Oops, I forgot I tucked that in there after opening some mail. She shook her head at me and sat on the floor.

And that's how it went. One step forward, three steps back. The entire four years of college. Candy was the one that got away. A couple of years after graduation, we eventually linked up again thanks to that same mutual friend. We chatted on AOL (old school AOL was like Myspace back then) and arranged a date.

"Don't stab her in the ass this time, Fury!"My friend scolded me.

The first date went well and ended with a slow kiss. Her soft lips caressed mine, her tongue warm and supple slid across my tongue, the heat rose in the room and we finally parted.

"That was years in the making. I think I just got a chill." She smiled as she hopped in her car and drove away. I stood in the street watching her tail lights get smaller. I couldn't let her get away again.

On the phone, on IM and in private chat rooms our conversations would begin innocently then fall quickly into sexual innuendo and preferences. Candy had a problem with climaxing. She just couldn't do it. I told her it was the norm, many women can't cum. She assured me that the issue wasn't her, it was her partners. I listened closely, my manhood growing stiff as she brought herself to the brink by rubbing her clit.

"Mmmmm, yeah it's slippery. Oooooh, I'm feeling the tingles. Ahhh my nipples are hard."Candy purred into the phone. Then she stopped and challenged me, dared me to finally be a man and seal the deal with her.

So one night after watching a pay per view wrestling event (of all things) we retired to my parents' dusty basement and listened to old school slow jams. Her big brown eyes fluttered to mine and soon our lips were together, our tongues sliding across the others. My hands softly caressed her face then her neck then cupped her firm perky breasts. Like the good bad little girl she was, Candy spread her legs just slightly, giving me a lane. My hand slid up her soft calf and into the darkness that was her denim skirt. Her smooth thighs were just as warm as her mouth. I found the warm spot between her legs covered only by the thin layer of her cotton panties and massaged. Her lips parted into a smile as we kissed. The soul sounds of the 70s rocked us into a sensual state.

Her shirt & bra found the floor. My mouth found her hard nipples and sucked softly. My tongue flicked them, I watched as they bounced back to my tongue like a returned tennis serve. My fingers guided her thong from her moist lips as she lay back and hummed with excitement. Soon my lips found her warm thigh. The smallest of pecks upward, the tiniest of licks in the crevice between her thigh and her womanhood. The one that got away was within my grasp. My tongue sliced and arc across her moist twat then found more moistness. Her erect clit bobbed against my tongue and soon I was strumming her. Her mouth humming a tune of inaudible words. I lifted my head leaving her wanting more.

Candy was challenged. She tore at my pants, removed my manhood from my boxers and but for a brief wide-eyed look at it, she quickly opened wide and engulfed the head in her small mouth. Slowly she licked around and around the shaft. Her eyes watched me for reaction. I stared back at her. The one that got away was giving me head...marginally good head. Hmmmm. She licked it slowly around like an ice cream cone. Her small hand holding the shaft partially in her grip. Soft, slow strokes with her warm mouth...but alas, my dick isn't an ice cream cone so all the light small licks were having little effect.

Commanding an end to this light blow play, I pulled a condom from the wrapper and slid it across the length of my erection. At her request I gave her a towel, which she balled up and placed underneath her warm pussy. Candy let out a long chilling moan as I slowly entered her from behind. I rocked slowly inside her. The towel rubbed against her clit. The small couch interrupted my strokes, the towel interrupted what was normally a reach around clit stroking. No good.

"Get on top." I commanded.

I sat back as Candy straddled my body. Her pussy moist and tight, expanded, opening to make room for my dick. Her slender brown legs relaxed, her knees clamped on either side of me as she lowered herself onto me. My thumbs rubbed her erect nipples as she took more and more of me into her. She lifted slowly and looked down at me inside of her.

"I don't think I'll have a problem cumming."She smiled as she slowly lowered herself again.

"Why not?"I bit my bottom lip as my hands cupped her round ass.

"You...your size...you have a very nice dick...a nice size...filling up my pussy"She purred. The dirty words leaving her pretty, innocent mouth gave my dick power. She lowered herself faster getting a rhythm. Lifting her small frame, I moved over to give us room in these cramped quarters. The condom (long before I found the benefits of Magnum XLs) was starting to constrict against my skin. I was slowly losing sensation. Her tight pussy was still very comfortable. I grabbed her ass and took control from the bottom. She gyrated with my coaxing. My dick massaging deeper inside her.

"Now we're getting somewhere."I smiled.

Vroooooom! My parents' car pulled into the driveway like the batmobile into the bat cave.

WHAT THE FUCK!!?

Candy hopped off of me, her pussy making a slight pucker sound as it released me. In seconds flat she had her bra and shirt back on while I changed the music to the first station I could find. A Snoop Dogg song pounded from the speakers. Candy looked at me, I back at her. Disappointed.

I walked Candy to her car after she smiled and made innocent for my parents.

"I can feel the wind."She said wide eyed.

"Yeah, it's a little windy out."

"No. I..can..feel..the wind. In me!"She explained. "I didn't have time to put my thong back on. You left me kinda open down there. When the wind blows, it feels like a wind tunnel."

"ummm..sorry."

"No, it's ok. I'm..whoa...that breeze just blew right in me."Her eyes gaped. "We really should've tried this in school. More alone time. More space."She smiled and kissed me fully on the lips.

I watched her tail lights get smaller as I stood in the street. Somehow wishing she stayed a fantasy. Or was I hoping I had the guts to capture her long before...

My name is Fury, the first opportunity isn't always the best to get the one that got away.