The Poison I'd Beg For

I would dream to remember my last flame. In reality, I was the only one to blame for that. It was my stupid idea to take a break from relationships and sex. I could never seem to bring a past memory, and although I have many, I just can’t seem to find anything compared to the thirst I was feeling inside me at this very moment. My thirst was more like a rage.

Two days ago I met someone on the same flight as me. Funny thing is, I kept bumping into him no matter where I went. It was almost like he was stalking me. The first time we bumped into each other was weird. Of all people I ran into him. He managed to asked me out on the second run in. I was hesitant at first but we kept bumping into each other and the look on his face was priceless. I told him yes and i must admit it was fun. We went out, had a few drinks to break the ice which then lead to him asking me out again tonight.

I sat there getting hotter and hotter by the minute, watching a man I’ve only known for about two days while on this trip. He sat there across from me playing hard to get. He’s educated and funny. Only thing I realized was that he was pretty boy stunting on me every night! He was dark, ripped, sexy with tattoos about his body. "Darius, I want you." I wonder if he knew that I was only in it for the kill. Afterall, we were both out here on vacation with no ties. "I’m trying to him naked, taste some dick, take some dick. I’m wearing nothing under this dress. No underwear." There was no need to spend time trying to impress me. Fact is, we probably aren’t going to see each other again so why even bother.

He went from playing hard to get to straight up surprised. I could see it in his eyes as they widened and he locked into my stare. “Did I come at you wrong?” I asked him confused. I mean, I was just trying to put an end to this song before it even started. I wasn’t here for the long haul. He couldn’t gather his words. This mother fucker went and froze on me then asked me, “Are you sure?”

If I wasn’t sure would I be sitting here telling him that I wanted him? “You seem great and all but I just don’t have time for all that right now. Don’t make me have to beg.” I said with a pout. He sat back with a smirk. Probably saying this bitch is crazy. Thinking maybe that I was trying to catch him. Finally he sat up with both hands on the table, “You bout that life mama?” I smiled and leaned in to meet him with both hands on the table, “I am that life papa.”

He was the sexiest chocolate man I’ve ever seen. The neatest locs, piercings in both ears, eyes to seduce, lips that I just cannot stop imagining kissing on me, sucking on me. My mind was just giving me flashes of the two of us making love. The tension was unbearable. I had to get out of there. “I got a room across the street.” I went into my bag and got my extra key. Handed it to him, “I’ll be gone in the morning. I’d love your company.” Got up and walked away without looking back.

I walked across the street and up to my room. I poured myself a glass of wine, changed into my night robe and went onto the balcony. My body was in heat. Six months on ice is a long time but nobody would give me credit for holding out that long. Just criticize when I hop on a new dick. Tonight was about to be different. Out here alone in a country where I don’t know anyone. I was able to be the mystery girl that wouldn’t be judged for living her life. Thank you Jamaica.

In no time he was here. It barely took him five minutes before he was at my door. I smelled his cologne from the moment he walked in. I heard the door close and footsteps before he said, “You didn’t even tell me your name” I heard from the room. I couldn't help but smile as i got up out of the chair. I walked in the room and over to him removing my robe, “Call me your wildest dream.”

I assumed by the way his eyes widened that he still wasn’t taking me seriously. “When I want something, I want it.” I told him running my hands on his chest. “Kiss me.” He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me in closer kissing me on the lips as I requested. Damn they felt as good as they looked. He was mine tonight and there was no way out.

I reached down to unbuckle his pants just before breaking our kiss then fell back onto the bed. He stood there watching me amazed and said, “You wild mama.” Without uttering a word, I slowly spread my legs wide across the bed and started rubbing my clit. My actions were as clear as words could be. He finished unbuckling his pants, removed them along with his boxers and climbed onto the bed between my legs.

He started sucking on my breasts one by one. Placed kisses on my stomach and navel before diving headfirst into my pussy. His hands held my legs apart as his tongue moved up and down between my lips, circling my clit with a little nibble. He ate my pussy, inserting his tongue in me, moaning quietly. Legs in the air like a chandelier was indeed right because mines went up. He ate like he was a starving dog, not wanting to waste even the smallest drop of sauce. Enjoying his meal and I could have told him I got the juice… I got the sauce. I think it speaks for itself and that’s why I’m a woman of few words. Ouuu.

His head game was good. It was neat. Although it felt good, I liked to get down dirty and nasty. Don’t worry about having cum on your face. Make me run rivers. Fuck the bed up. We’re in a hotel which means no other ears or eyes in this room but ours.

I pulled him up and pushed him to his feet. I positioned myself on the edge of the bed holding his long erected shaft in my hands, then into my mouth. He moaned as my mouth closed over the head and his manhood started jumping in my mouth. As I took him further in he got louder and held onto my head, guiding me deep and long. He loved the feel of my throat, getting weak in the knees. His dick was sloppy wet at, dripping down my breasts and he pulled away squeezing both legs together. "Easy mama, no need to rush. We got all night. I smiled and pulled him back in. Slowly taking him in while looking up at him. He was enjoying the moment. Holding onto my head as I took him in and out, licking every inch of his dick. He tasted so good.

He pulled me up and bent me over on the bed with one leg up. I looked back at him and he stood there starring at me biting his lips. Rubbing on my clit. He eased in slowly, working his way in and oh my god it felt so satisfying. He moaned as he entered and I moaned in response. My pussy was tight and he was thick and long trying to ease into my tiny hole. I pressed my face into the pillow and arched my back. He gave me all of him grinding on my g-spot. I grabbed onto the streets and pushed back on it. He knew how to stroke it and he caressed my body in the process.

Gripping onto my leg he laid me flat and placed his both legs over mine and reentered me with a force making me yelp. He held on to my shoulder and braced himself stroking and pulling me to meet his strokes. Finally a girl can get what she’s been asking for and to be honest he felt amazing. His long, deep strokes made me moan and shake with pleasure. My body was enjoying every second of this bliss. He switched hands and this time braced himself on the wall. "Ms. Wildest Dreams..." he said. "Ms. Good Pussy." My core melted and he was sitting every spot I knew I had and more. “Right there baby,” I moaned.

I silently thank myself for my curiosity. If not for that I would be here drinking myself into a frenzy with my dildo before my flight tomorrow. He got up off the bed, I turned over to watch him and he signaled me to come to him. I climb down to the edge of the bed to meet him reaching out to rub his thigh. He bent in for a kiss, lowering me back onto the bed and grabbing my legs placing them over his lower arms. Looking down at his dick entering me, the view was perfect. Every stroke he was focused on my reactions and moans fueled him. The more I reacted to him, the more he stroked with passion. The energy in the room was electric.

My throat was getting dry but I wished it would never end. As he stroked, I rubbed my clit whilst looking up at him. "You feel good Darius, just like that." Je continued raising his arms to clasp my breasts. He made his way even deeper and I could feel myself coming to climax. It was soo much dick, dick that knows its way around a pussy. I got louder by the second and again I started to shake. "You gun' cum for me beautiful?" he asked looking into my eyes. "Yess." I moaned. "Then what you waiting for? Cum all over this big dick." I closed my eyes trying not to look at him, trying to block him out. He was making me week and eventually i'll burst. "Let it out baby," he said, "You like this big dick, cum for me?" His strokes came deeper and harder. I opened my eyes and feel my body rise off the bed with a moan louder than any other I've made for the night. My juices were flowing and he rode my spot as i moaned and pushed on his chest. The pressure was just crazy and I needed to let it all out. When he finally pulled out of me, juices were everywhere.

I squirted all over the bed, floor and him. He entered me still stiff as rock. Whining and stroking. Points for this sexy chocolate man for making me cum before him. His stamina was on 100 and I could see that he was a pleaser. He gave me one last deep stroke and pulled out. He kissed my clit, ran his tongue between my lips and laid next to me on the bed. "Come get this." he said holding onto me as I hopped over him.

I eased down onto his dick and started riding him. He laid there with his eyes closed and mouth open. His hands gripping and smacking my ass. I could feel myself coming to climax again if he kept fucking me this way. His hands made their way up my thighs and behind my back, pulling me closer to him. He stroked up in me as he held me tight pulling me to meet his strokes. "I'm going to make you come again before I do." he whispered in my ear. Stroke after stroke I moaned and cried because I was definitely about to erupt again. My finger nails pressed into the back of his neck and with my face buried in his neck, my river flowed above him and my body got even weaker.

He rolled us over where he was now on top again, holding one leg up with his arm he stroked me slowly giving me kisses on my neck straight up to my lips. He started breathing faster as he stroked, then moaned in relief, "fuuckk.." as he came right there in my little pussy. He eased up, slowly pulling himself out of me and watching his semen flow out of pussy. "Thank you for not making me beg." I told him looking up at him with a smile.