Tuesday, April 27, 2010

NYC: Shejay - The Entrance

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     I craved her. It had been a while because of our schedules & her man but my body ached for her. Her eroticness was something I had not felt in quite some time. Some of the other women felt pornographic & slutty. Shejay felt passionate, forbidden.




I waited for her at my friend's apartment. It's near where she is so that we can be together. I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door & there she was: a beautiful Eurasian vision. I pulled her in, shut the door, & threw her against the wall. Clothes came flying off. Lips hungrily feasted on skin. We ached for each other's touch.



Once naked, I bent down between her legs. I needed to taste her sweet nector. I put her legs onto my shoulders & lifted her tiny frame up until I was completely upright. There was no need for a blowjob. I was already rock hard. I wanted to make her cum first with my tongue. I needed to pleasure her.



My tongue explored every inch of her wet pussy. She squirmed as I entered & exited her, moaning loudly. Here, we could rip the paint off the walls with our love making. Here, we roared like wilderbeasts & roar she did. Her body tensed up as I let her orgasm build. She grabbed my shaved head & forced it deeper into her. Her leg muscles contracted & expanded. More & more her release built, helped by the workings of my tongue.



I grabbed her waist tighter & went for the kill. My tongue danced sweet dances on her clit, sucking, pulling, & flicking on it. She let out mighty roars as her body thrashed about. Her volcano exploded with the force of the largest bombs. Her leg muscles almost squeezed the life out of me as she came.



I lowered her down until she was standing. Then, I laid her down on her back & spread her legs. I was ready to give my throbbing muscle to her the way she likes it. I clasped her hands over her head with mine. My cock slowly entered her. I filled her up all & lay there for a minute, letting her pussy feel all of me.



Our lips we next to each other but we didn't kiss. We just breathed heavily, looking at each other, not saying a word. I love her expressions when I'm thrusting into her. Her looks of painful pleasure get me off so much quicker. This is what she needed & I knew it. She wasn't getting filled by her man. That's what I offered her & that's what I began to give her.



I pulled out a little & launched myself into her, thrusting hard, forcefully, & slow. She yelped with each thrust, her fingers tightening around mine with each thrust. Each thrust moved us across the floor until we were almost halfway across the apartment. Furniture began to fall as our bodies thrusted from the entranceway across the living room into the bedroom.



I built up rhythm until I was at midspeed. I knew she didn't like it fast but she loved it when she could feel every inch of my cock. I let her feel it. 8 inches long, 2 inches thick, shaved, pulsating, in & out of her...in & out. My hip muscles tightened with every thrust. Her tight pussy strangling my cock with such force. I knew I was going to cum but I wanted her to cum first. I NEEDED her to cum first. I built up more speed & concentrated on her, adjusting my body to what she was feeling, playing her body like a full orchestra.



Finally, she came again. Grabbing my fingers, her fingernails dug into the back of my hands as her back arched upwards & her screams of pleasure released themselves from her lungs. Once she was almost done, I unleashed a torrent of my cum, thrusting hard as I continuously pumped my creamy goodness into her hungry pussy. Complete, I lay on top of her, caressing her, kissing her. "Hi" I finally said.


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