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Page 29 of Tell Me I'm Not Dreaming

“It’s soft and comfortable. That’s you, Suchi.

I feel like I can tell you anything. We can talk for hours, or we can just lay down and be silent.

It wouldn’t matter. Softness surrounds you.

That’s how I felt when we first met. While I was nervous to tell you about my past, I also wanted to tell you.

I’ve never wanted to share something so personal, so quickly with a woman before. ”

Suchi’s eyes water.

“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to make you cry again.”

“It’s fine,” Suchi whimpers. “Can we please have sex now?”

“Have a seat,” he orders.

Suchi sits on her bed as Kofi removes one piece of clothing after another. First, his shirt, then pants, followed by socks then boxers.

His dick is … Wow ! Suchi stares at it like it belongs in a museum.

He makes it jump, getting her out of her daze and making her chuckle.

She stands up and takes off her fitted sweater, then her skirt, followed by her panties and bra.

Kofi’s dick jumps again as he stares at her.

“Stop making it do that, Kofi.” Suchi covers her mouth and laughs.

“I’m not making it do that, Suchi. That was involuntary. Your titties and pussy made it do that. Now lay down and open your legs.”

Suchi does as she’s told.

Kofi kneels in front of her and teases her clit with his tongue. She squirms and giggles, making Kofi grin. He crawls on top of her and takes her nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking it.

“Mmmm,” Suchi moans as she clings to the sheets.

As much as she’s enjoying herself, a thought occurs to her. “Kofi, I’m assuming you’re an expert by now at giving a woman pleasure. Am I right?”

“I don’t want to blow my own horn, but toot-toot .” They share a laugh. “Seriously, though, I could teach a class if I wanted.”

Suchi giggles. “In that case, how about you lie down, and I give you some pleasure?”

Kofi eyes light up. “That works.”

They reposition themselves so that he is at the head of the bed, on all fours, and Suchi is behind him. She sucks his dick from behind before dragging her tongue along each of his ass cheeks. She palms his dick and jerks it as her tongue moves on to his balls.

Suchi has always enjoyed performing oral on men.

They always seem shocked whenever she goes to their ass or balls.

But not Kofi, he’s just rocking with it.

He’s probably had clients put their tongues everywhere.

Suchi’s always been a bit competitive—it comes with being a prodigy.

She wants Kofi to have noodle legs when she’s done.

Suchi sucks on Kofi’s balls.

“Oh, fuck. Suchi, shit. Your tongue.”

“You can thank Aimee for that. She gave me blow job lessons when we were in college.”

“Blow job lessons? How did that come about?”

“This guy was Aimee’s FWB (friend with benefits), and she asked him how he would feel about being used as a test subject so she could teach me. He said he had to meet me first, so Aimee introduced us, and he agreed.”

Kofi playfully rolls his eyes. “That nigga knew he wasn’t gonna say no. C’mon! A woman says to a dude, ‘Hey can my beautiful friend practice dick sucking on you?’ Nobody is saying no to that.”

Suchi laughs so hard she almost falls off the bed. Kofi grabs her before she falls off and pulls her to him. She’s now laying on top of him. Her face is buried in the crook of his neck as she laughs, holding onto his shoulders.

She raises her head and adjusts herself, so they’re face to face. His hands are on her ass palming, then squeezing.

“Honestly, this is enough to make me nut. Just having this beautiful body of yours on top of mine.” He kisses her.

Suchi rolls off him and opens her legs. “I want you to fuck me until you’re about to nut, then I want you to pull out and fuck my mouth until you come down my throat.”

Kofi nods his head grinning like a fool. “Bet.”

He gets on top of her and pushes his dick inside her.

“Oh, big.” Suchi chokes out as she tightens around him.

“Ugh, damn it, Suchi. Of course, your pussy is perfect,” Kofi groans.

Kofi thrusts into her repeatedly while holding her breasts and tickling her nipples with his thumbs. Suchi’s moans are so loud, Ginger comes in the room.

“Naw, Gingie. Mommy and daddy are having private time. You shouldn’t be seeing this. Go back out, and Daddy will give you a treat later,” Kofi coos at Ginger.

Ginger turns around and leaves.

“Did … did she actually understand me?” Kofi asks.

“Probably. She does that a lot. We’ll talk to her like she’s a person, and she seems to understand us,” Suchi replies. “Now keep playing with my tits. That feels good,” she moans.

Kofi grins. “Yes, ma’am.”

It doesn’t take long before they’re going at it like it’s their last day on Earth.

Kofi drives his dick deep into Suchi’s wetness, and soon, the whole room sounds like macaroni in a pot.

“Fuck,” Suchi whimpers as she opens her legs even wider.

“That’s my girl.” Kofi holds on to her thighs, pushing himself deeper. “You like how I take care of you, Suchi?”

“Yes!” she whines in a low mousy voice.

“I can’t hear you, baby. Tell me how much you like it.”

“I like it, Kofi,” she cries.

“You like having this big dick inside that sweet pussy?”

“Yes! Oh, fuck.” Suchi bucks her hips up to match him.

“Oh, you want to fuck me back, don’t you? Okay.”

Kofi rolls over and grips Suchi’s hair while thrusting his dick over and over. She grips him and bounces on his thick member. They’re covered in sweat as they grunt out in pleasure.

“You’re hitting my spot!” Suchi weeps in Kofi’s ear.

“Am I?” Kofi asks, and thrusts faster.

“Oh! Oh, Kofi!” Suchi comes.

“Suchi, I’m about to nut.”

Kofi pulls out and gets on his knees on top of the bed. Suchi swallows and sucks like she needs his cum to live.

“Argh! Fuck. Fuck, Suchi. Swallow every drop, baby.”

Suchi does as she’s told. After, she wipes her mouth and lays back on the bed.

Kofi relaxes next to her, cuddling up close.

She turns to him and says, “Wow, you must have made so much money.”

He chuckles and kisses her.