The Jefe of my Pussy

He's stuck to me like a memory I can’t forget. No matter how much I try, I just cannot forget. There was something special about the sparks we made together. The energy was electric and the attraction was magnetic. We got off to each other’s presence and onto each other in seconds. We walked into the room and it felt as if it was the very first time. My body tingled. I was anxious and nervous at the same time. YouTube was playing on the tv and your dog laid out on the carpet in front of the bed. I giggled to myself because I could hear him saying, “watch the dog.” It wasn’t my fault I almost stepped on the dog. He sneaked me into his room in the middle of the night, pitch dark without telling me he had a dog.

As I walked towards the bed, he spanked me on the ass, softly gripping and squeezing. I turned around to face him leaning onto the bed behind me. As I looked up at him, he looked down at me, biting his lips and pressing against me. He reached for the tv remote and increased the volume before reaching for my shirt and lifting it over my head. Our lips met and we fell back onto the bed. I wrapped my legs around his waist and his erected dick pressed against my opening through my panty. My skirt was loose and short, perfect for the occasion. His hands reached beneath me and unpinned my bra. I help him tug them off my hands, paving the way for him to devour my body. He massaged my breasts and pinched on my nipples while working his hips in circular motions. My facial reactions were like a game of slots. With each stroke I reacted and even more, wet myself. He got up to his feet and looked down to my panty, passing his fingers along its lining and pulling it across running his fingers up and down my wetness. At first touch my body jumped and I gasped as he slowly pushed his two fingers inside me. I reached down and held onto my legs. Spreading them wider and wider apart. “Come take this off.” he said as he pulled his fingers out. I hoisted my hips off the bed and removed my feet one after the other.

He lowered his head between my legs, twirled his tongue around my clit and kissed my pussy. My moans came with excitement and I was ready to feel his long thickness stretch me apart. He positioned his head at my opening, sending short slow strokes as I grabbed him by the arm releasing my moan, “fuuuck…” He just watched me as he stroked, hushing me as I squealed. Lord knows he was blessed. He was big in size and built and big below the belt. As he got deeper in me, the louder I moaned. I wasn’t used to all this dick and that’s maybe the reason I kept coming back. He fucked me like he owned me. He made me cum over and over, fucking up the sheets and I was okay with that. He had put it down and earned those badges like a man. The room was quickly filled with heat and we were both down wet in sweat as he pounded me long and hard. I was starting to forget words and starting to speak in tongues for how fulfilled my body was feeling. A feeling only he seemed to give me. He pulled out and walked over to turn on the fan. When the breeze hit me it instantly gave me a good feeling. I sat up on the bed watching his bare body as he walked back over to the bed. “You okay?” he asked as he stood in front of me pushing my hair behind my ear. “Yes, just wanna taste you.”

I got up and pushed him onto the bed, holding his shaft while licking and sucking on his head. He closed his eyes with his mouth open while I twirled my tongue over and around his dick, sucking and nibbling on the head. I deep throat the dick forgetting what a gag reflex was. I was hungry for him and nothing less than him. As I stroked and sucked, he reached for my head and guided me, moaning and cursing. It was music to my ears and it only made me even more horny than I already was. Not being able to resist any longer, I climbed up onto the bed positioning myself over his dick and eased myself down onto him as he held onto my waist thrusting up to meet my strokes. Only the Lord above knew the pressure my pussy was under but I still rode that dick like my life counted on it. Afterall, that was the task at hand. His dick was covered in my cum literally running down his shaft. I was so deep in ecstasy that I had lost count of the number of times I had already came. If it’s one thing I’ve learnt through this is that the man lying beneath me is only young in age.

He was the Jefe when it came to this pussy and I was okay with that too. No instructions or tutorials needed. Sounds like the perfect commercial advertisement. While grinding on him, he reached up under my arms and up my back to my hair, firmly gripping as he pulled me all the way down on his dick. He pulled himself up off the bed to sit up, held me by the waist and stood to his feet. My heart dropped to my feet as I have a phobia for people lifting me. He spread his legs for balance and started to firmly thrust himself inside me using his hands to guide my bounce and eventually bracing me against the wall where he was able to plunge my walls and manipulate my body with ease. I shook in his hands and continued cumming in ripples under his touch. He kissed all over my breasts and sucked on my nipples enjoying the sweet sounds of my moans. “I can’t hear you. Let me hear how good that fuck feel.”

We paid attention to each other, zoned into each other like we were one. I moaned trying not to be too loud as everyone else including his mother was asleep. Do you know how hard it is to be silent under some bomb ass dick? It took a lot but that shit was hard. He moved me from the wall and walked back over to the bed where he placed me softly, trying to keep his dick buried in my vagina. He raised my legs over his shoulders and continued stroking, looking down at the way he glided in and out of me. He was just soo fucking handsome and his face when he’s in this pussy? To die for. I ran my hands down my stomach and onto my pussy where I started to rub on my clit. I could tell he got excited, his strokes fastened and he moaned, “I going make this pussy cum all fucking night.” I smiled and closed my eyes. “Yessss..” I moaned as I felt my body release, I came again. I didn’t know where he had been hiding for the last couple years of my life but if I had known, I would have definitely waited for the kill. I felt his dick plunging into my abdomen like it was ready to rip through and yell surprise.

I grabbed his pillow and braced it over my head to lower my moans. To me it felt like it was defeating the purpose but he really had me on the brim of a powerful eruption. He stretched his hand up under the pillow and placed his finger on my lips. I licked it and sucked it in, giving my mouth something to keep it busy. He moaned in response to me sucking on his finger. I sucked his finger like I was giving him head. Gave him the kind of feeling that makes you feel that something is real when it's not. He slapped my ass with his other hand and pulled his finger out of my mouth. “No matter how I twist and turn you. No matter how much times we fuck. This pussy just always tight as fuck.” I laughed under the pillow and then threw it to the side looking up at him. “That smile too… I’m happy to be able to make you smile.” He held both legs together and leaned me to the right. My back was facing the tv and I shifted my hands to help brace myself for what was coming. He let loose like it was the last lap of the last game. The place went dark and I could feel my head getting closer to the wall each time I slid up and each time I slid up he climbed up to meet me. Tender dick on demand.