It was late night and I was in my living room watching the classic crime film, Carlito's Way. Before I could jump in the shower and call it a night, my iPhone 5 rang. I looked at the screen and saw it was my Irish girlfriend, Aislynn.
"What's up, sexy?" I mouthed.
"Hi, babe, what are you doing?"
"I'm chillin'; watching Carlito's Way. What's good?"
"You're funny. You need to come over and have your way with me."
"I would love to, baby girl! You know how much I love playing with your body."
"Well, get dress and come over."
"Okay, I'll be there in an hour."
She laughed and terminated the call.
I put on my dark denim jacket and jeans, paired with a black shirt and black Nike Air Max Goadome TT boots. Then I jumped in my chromed out Lamborghini Aventador LP 700–4. I put the radio on and raced up the street. Trey Songz's "2 Reasons" blared from my car as I headed eastward. I was oblivious to the onlookers that admired my car as I crossed over to the East Side. Luckily, the roads were clear because I was in a rush to devour Aislynn's sexy body.
I parked in front of her Upper East Side brownstone, walked up to the entrance, and rang the doorbell. Aislynn came out clad in a white tank and green boy shorts. She was a tall, attractive blonde with a hot body and sexy legs. The first thing that drew us closer was a fiery kiss. She gently bit my lower lip before I pushed my tongue in her mouth. Aislynn wrapped her small arms around my neck. She moaned as I squeezed her ass cheeks playfully.
"Your voice's sexy, as always!" I told her.
"Thanks." Aislynn tittered.
We went straight to her bedroom. I took off my jacket, removed my jeans, and got comfortable on her bed. I lay on my stomach and listened to the music. Aislynn had the radio on Power 105.1 and Talib Kweli's new song, "Outstanding" serenaded the room. As I lay on my stomach and listened to the music, she joined me abed and squatted on my lower back. I pulled my shirt off, and she proceeded to give me a massage. I loved the feeling of her soft hands on my skin. Aislynn began working at my neck and stroked down to the waist. Thanks to her, the strain in back relieved in a jiffy.
"That feels good, baby." I spoke. "I haven't had a massage in a minute. I love your hands."
"I want to relax you before I fuck you!" Aislynn replied.
I rolled over, and Aislynn worked on my chest and abs. Her sensual touching aroused me to erection. Aislynn smiled and pulled the tank top over her head. We kissed once again. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and gently bit my lower lip. I cupped her resilient ass cheeks and heard her laughter. Then she slid her hand down my boxers and stroked my hard rock weapon. I moaned for the soft feel her hand. Pushing my boxers down, Aislynn took me in her mouth.
"Oh, shit!" I groaned.
Aislynn smiled and then circled the crown of my dick with her moist tongue. She ran her tongue over my urethra and tasted the precum that oozed smoothly. Aislynn swallowed it and deep-throated I like a specialist. Her suction talent made me thank she was going to suck everything out of me! I felt my shaved balls tightened and I knew my climax was about to ensue. Aislynn sensed it, diminished the sensation by calmly pulling on my balls, and stretched the sack out. She giggled and took my dick out her mouth, which came out with a sexy audible pop.
"I don't want you to cum yet, baby." Aislynn told me. "I want to ride that dick first."
"You know how to handle me, baby girl."
Aislynn crawled atop me and slid my big dick into her wet pussy. I groaned because I pushed my dick up her love canal. She rode me fervently. My cock twitched into her pussy, driving her delirious as it slid against her G-spot. I grabbed her waist and pounded her erogenous receptacle. She screamed, grabbing my arms and raked my skin.
"You're going to make me cum, baby." Aislynn shuddered in lust.
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