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Aisha Bell

The day before Christmas Eve , Cordaé and I spent the day together just getting more acquainted with each other. I wanted to know everything about him, from his favorite color, his birthday, his likes and dislikes. He’d told me the reason he was a virgin was because no female had ever pursued him the way I did so there was no reason to have random sex. To give up something so important to just anybody, which I understood.

As the day went on, we laid around watching TV and eating until the sun set and then decided to go walking around the neighborhood to look at the decorations and lights.

Bundled up in warm clothes, we slowly walked the streets looking at every detail of the decorated houses. We found out that so many people spared no expense when it came to the last holiday of the year. I loved the Grinchmas decorations whereas Cordaé loved the snowman ones.

When we were nice and frozen, we went back to my place and defrosted in front of the heater. When we were able to take off our clothes, we both got in the shower together. It was awkward for Cordaé but not for me.

Trying to ease his discomfort and make him more comfortable, I took the towel and soap into my hands and washed the back of his body. When I felt that he was relaxed, I moved to the front of him and did the same. He watched me with low lids.

“You gon’ give me some tonight?” My voice was soft and filled with lust as I held his long and thick dick in my hands.

“Maybe.” He teased. “Let’s get out.”

Turning off the water, we grabbed our towels and went into my bedroom.

“Sit down,” I pushed at his stomach making him fall back. “You might as well just give it to me,” I lowered to my knees and between his legs. “But first let me do this.”

Using no hands, I sucked Cordaé’s dick into my mouth. His stomach jerked and I heard him whisper “fuck” when his tip hit my tonsils. Widening my jaws, I held his dick in my throat, swallowing.

“Ah, shit,” he worded loudly. “Damn, that shit feels so good.”

I inwardly smiled hearing my baby cuss and saying it the right way.

Gradually pulling his dick from being seated in my throat, I swiped my tongue back and forth as I came up. Focusing on the mushroom head of his dick, I felt him shake.

“‘Mmm hmmm.” I hummed. I was trying to figure out which way he liked getting sucked.

When I stayed on the tip, twirling my tongue over his slit, Cordaé flinched.

“Yea, baby. Just like that.”

Slowly trailing my eyes up to his chest and then to his eyes, I watched him. I loved to see how I made a man react with my mouth. It turned me on.

Cordaé had his eyes closed and his bottom lip locked underneath his top teeth.

Raking my hair into a ponytail, I placed his hand on my head. Popping his eyes open, he took my hair into his hand, directing me to stay on the top. He looked so sexy with his eyebrows dipped in and his mouth slightly open.

“You gon’ make me nut in your mouth,” he said as I sucked and licked. “You gon’ let me cum like this, baby?” He moaned. “Huh?”

“Mmm hmm.” I agreed.

“Keep suckin’ it like that.”

His hand pushed on my head, stopping just below the tip.

“I don’t think I can hold it any longer, Aisha.”

I loved the way he said my name and how nasty I made him feel.

“You gon’ drink my eggnog?”

My pussy was instantly wet.

“Here it comes,” he said tightening his grip on my hair with both hands. “Swallow my nut,” he growled as he shot his seeds in my mouth.

His stomach caved as he jerked and thrusted his dick in my mouth. He forced his entire length and width all the way down my throat, seating his dick in my neck for several seconds. Then he pulled back out, dropping my head back down until my nose met his pelvis. He did the same movement over and over again until his dick started to shrink.

“Damn,” he reached down pulling me up and placing his lips on mine.

He stuck his tongue in my mouth, tasting what was left of him, that I didn’t digest.

“I ain’t never ate no pussy but I can learn,” he flipped me onto my back. His hands were strong and I loved how aggressive he felt.

Spreading my legs, I opened my lips.

“Lick it right here.”

Laying flat on his stomach, Cordaé stuck his tongue out and in between my pussy lips.

“You feel that little bud?” He nodded. “Lick there.”

Finding a rhythm, he licked my clit.

“Like that?” He paused to ask.

“Yea.” I laid there.

“Okay,” he found my clit again.

Pulling my legs into a birthing position, I closed my eyes, letting him make me feel good. When he picked up his speed, flicking my clit and rotating his tongue over it, I bucked against his mouth.

“Fuck, Cordy,” I whined.

“My bad, baby.” He removed his mouth, separating my lips more.

“You’re not supposed to stop,” I was serious but joking at the same time.

“Oh. Oops,” he started back as I looked on.

“Use your fingers.”

“What you mean?” He paused.

Leaning up on my elbows with my legs still open, I explained; my orgasm gone.

“So, lick your fingers and put one in each hole.”

I looked on with my bottom lip hidden beneath my top teeth and my eyes low in anticipation.

Inserting his pointer finger in my pussy and the one below it in my ass, my head fell back as he pushed inside of me, simultaneously.

“Like this?” He questioned, moving slowly.

“Yea,” I moaned, enjoying the dual feeling. “Just like that Cordy.”

Hearing only the sounds of my pussy gushing, I heard Cordaé mumble.

“She’s so wet,” he drilled me.

“Lick it my clit, baby,” I told him.

With a finger in my pussy, the other in my ass and his tongue on my clit, my tummy sunk in as I attempted to watch him.

“Ssss,” I hissed. “Oh my gosh,” I withered in pleasure. “You gon’ make me cum.”

This time Cordaé didn’t stop to respond. He just mumbled and kept going.

For ten minutes, I shook and shivered, bucking against his mouth and threatening to cum. Eventually, it was out of my control.

“I’m ’bout to cum,” I hinted, stilling myself in place. “Move your fingers and lick it.”

Feeling the wetness from Cordaé’s hand on my thighs, he circled my clit with the tip of his tongue.

“I’m ‘bout to cum,” I worded. “Don’t stop lickin’,” I busted in his mouth.

I kept my legs spread wide, letting him lick every drop.

“Lick my pussy, babe.”

Cordaé’s tongue licked my walls, my pussy lips and the hood above, on and below my clit, as my body shook with satisfaction.

When I recuperated, which didn’t take long, I pulled Cordaé on top of me. I wanted to ask if he was ready to lose his virginity but his eyes told me everything I needed to know.

Grabbing a condom from my dresser, I sheathed his dick and climbed on top of him; his dick was already hard and standing at attention. Planting my feet on the side of his waist, I hovered above his dick. Carefully dropping down, I slowly eased his dick inside of me, inch by inch. He filled me up to capacity.

“Gotdamn,” his hands gripped my waist. “Ride this dick, baby.”

The way his hands felt, gave me chills.

I wasn’t expecting Cordaé to last too long being that it was his first time but I did want him to come even if I didn’t. I had good knees and was able to ride him so well that he sang praises about me and my pussy. Just when I thought I couldn’t bounce on him any longer, he came, filling the condom with his cum.

“This is what the fuck I’ve been missing?” He laughed a little. “Now I see what all the buzz is about. That shit felt good as hell. I’m addicted.”

“You aren’t addicted but yea. That’s what you were missing.”

With him still laying on his back, I got up to get a towel to clean him up. Removing the condom, I wiped his dick off and then went to fix myself.

“You good, baby?” I asked him.

“I’m better than good,” he snuggled up with me. “Thank you.”

“You ain’t gotta thank me. I had fun too. You’re a good student,” I giggled.

“You know what the best part of this night was besides letting you fuck me?”

“What?” I asked. “Us going to sleep?” I replied with my eyes closed.

“Nah. Hearing the sounds you made when I was eating you out.”

“Oh, lawd. What have I turned you into?” I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“You have no idea, baby. You have no idea.”