Valentines day only means one thing to me.
SEX, SEX and more hot SEX.
I done did my fair share of sulking and drinking on this day and I am sure my singles would agree with me on watching everyone’s status – gosh most dreadful moment of my life. Uuching and gushing my way through as I finished my “partner in crime”. Funny thing is that I am used to this, sad but true. I comfort myself with the thought that tate fire is busy playing with my punani. I am talking about the touching, licking, sucking, fingering you name it, just the thought of it got me rolled up wanting the actual dick inside me.
Pinching myself to calming my punani down, I eventually got Tate Fire to give me dick. Flashing red hot as hell, deep down I had all the craziness ready to come out to play and I couldn’t wait to bend over, suck his dick or better yet, become submissive to him, GUYS, my inner goddess is a whole sell out even when I want to keep it cool and let him run the show.
It’s 9pm- the time we agreed to link up. I have my irresistible lingerie under my little black strap dress and a pair of my highest heels on and a face beat for the gods (evil laughs). As soon as I parked my car in his parking bay, I could feel myself dripping wet. Took a minute to calm my punani down again before I knocked on his door. All I remember saying was this:
‘Don’t fuck this up for us. Play it cool’.
Tate fire opened his door in less than a minute after I knocked. As soon as I walked in his apartment, I could immediately smell his favorite dish. The ambiance in the room was just right, candles were lit, lights deemed and rose petals on the floor. I meeeeean… and as lovely all this was it made matters worse for missy downstairs. Bitch couldn’t contain it man. It was over for the both of us from that point. I somehow managed to hold onto the little dignity ’cause hallo “THUG LIFE”.
He handed me a glass of wine as he whispered into my ear that he wanted to awaken my sexual self. Little did he know that I was already aroused at that point. I jumped that nigga so fast he DID NOT see that coming, I gave him a long ass passionate kiss, touching his chest with my hands and I could tell he liked it ’cause he dropped whatever he was busy with and did the same. While kissing him, all I could think about was, how amazing he looked, always does btw, The music in the background gosh, his playlist was impeccable with the likes of Keith Sweat and Tank my dziiiiia. I am talking about all the sex legends you could think of. He was busy making a sauce for the steak he made for us for dinner- again this for me was a damn turn on. I went over and started making out with him AGAIN but this time slow and hard ’cause this bitch was hungry and my punani needed to be fed MMMKAY! (NO SHAME).
I started rubbing up on him trying to unzip his pants, feeling his dick and noticed that his dick was hard as fuck, so I offered to give him a blow job. I sucked his entire cock and licked his tip. It got a little too hot, sooo hot I stepped back- you know, delayed gratification what what. I dropped my coat to the floor! HIS FACE GUYS!!!
His instincts automatically took over. I always allow this ’cause this man has taught me unexplainable things, how to fold my legs while being pinned down and him inserting his dick in me, holding the wall in a set up position for the gym freaks. He grabbed me immediately, damn I almost fell over, pushed me up against the kitchen table and kissed me hard. At this point I am on my tippy toes just trying to take all of it in, knees shaking, punani dripping wet, hair grabbing, this man knew how to eat my pussy right guys I swear. Moaning and enjoying every moment of it ’cause he was ready, full, live and in colours!
He sat me on top of the kitchen counter, yess, with my lingerie still on. He gave me all of it, put me down again, turned me around and grabbed me from behind, bent me over that counter and fucked me hard doggy style, my favourite, trying to find something to hold on to, being dicked down isn’t easy as it looks people, it’s a hard job ’cause you’re allowing your every being to be taken over by him, holding your ass and swiping it in different directions. His dick was so hard I started to shed a few tears in silence, the pain, the pleasure was so breath taking. I enjoyed all of it.
I could go on and on about but I’ll pause this right here. Writing this, made me want to go back for more.
So, until next time!
Miss FAY
PS: The sauce for the steak he was making never made it on the plate 😉 . SATISFIED!!
