lushly as I moaned in sheer pleasure,
aching between the legs. Taye was fascinated with my succulent ass
no doubt the way his hands grabbed and fondled its cheeks and the
way he turned me and dipped down to bite me in the butts. I
whimpered sweetly where I was pressed against the mirrored
enclosure of the lift, clawing his head desperately, uncaring who
might intrude on us.
“Ding” announced that we were at the 26th
floor where his apartment was and we separated momentarily to get
our bearing and enter the landing leading to his pad. We staggered
through the lighted corridor to his door, linked by arms and
anxious as virgins intent on first sex. But when he opened the door
with a metallic card and I stepped inside his apartment, my eyes
almost popped out of its socket. What a lavishly furnished
apartment it was! Taye, being the sublime gentleman he was, allowed
me to have a feel of the house as he excused himself to refresh in
his room, understanding my need to admire a beauty he was already
used to.
“Make yourself comfortable. There is
anything you might want in the fridge. I’ll be back in a sec”. With
this said he disappeared into an inner room, leaving me to myself
and my pleasant fascination. Taye sure made money in his business
because his house spoke class and luxury. I moved round the
apartment, appreciating the large art frames that flushed the walls
of the house. The design was modular and classic at the same time.
A real bachelors’ lair.
I was still enraptured in the beauty of a
sensual artwork at the edge of the wall opening to the glass
terrace; oblivious of silent intrusion when Taye suddenly crept up
on me and swept me off my feet, carrying me in his strong arms into
his bedroom, kissing me haltingly along the way. He was wearing
only a short thong and his muscles rippled with sheen. At the door
of his room, which he had filled with glowing scented candles,
making the room look exotic and darn romantic, he put me down and
refreshed a kiss on my mouth from where we took it up again,
seeking out the corners of passions in our mouths. Taye was an
expert kisser I must give it to him. To the accompaniment of
R.Kelly’s ‘Seems like you ready’ wafting from his stereo, he would
tease my tongue with his tongue in a way that would send fireworks
all over me, slurping and swallowing my tongue as I returned his
tease. Trust his hands to be on my ample boobs all this time,
fondling, squeezing and teasing, impatient to unveil them and feel
their caramel sweetness.
Shortly, he broke away, turned my back to
him and in one flush movement loosened the zip of my gown as he
undressed me, revealing the rear sight of my woman to him. At this
stage, emboldened by the minute and remembering the art of
feminarchy that emphasized glorifying the gift of my feminine
beauty, I stepped backwards to reveal my luscious beauty to him,
using my right hand to gently push him back to look. I then gave
him a strip tease, rolling my eyes like a vixen and licking my
finger in a shy way as I removed my tiny bra straps and unhooked my
pink bra at the cleavage to unveil my boobs to him. When he saw my
fresh pumpkins unveiled and golden, capped with two brown areolas
presently wet from my moistened fingers, which I flicked across its
enchanted circle with drunken eyes; Taye threw control in the air
and grabbed me in his strong arms, pulling me to him in embrace for
my taut nipples to graze his warm hairy chest. Oh it felt so good.
He hugged me tight and in a voice husky with lust, purred into my
ears.
“I want to taste your chocolate baby”
“It’s all yours daddy, eat it all!” I
replied tremulously, scratching his nipples with my sharp
fingernails, drawing a shiver in his strong body.
Trembling with passion and eyes red with
desire he carried me in his strong arms to the bed and laid me on
my back. He then climbed the bed with me, bending down on strong
elbows to give me wet kisses. He stood over me and looked into my
eyes,