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Samantha gaped up at Diondre, her eyes trying to focus while her body trembled beneath him. ‘Did we just…?’ Her mind raced, heart pounding in her chest as she allowed her hands to fall from his shoulders, dropping limply onto the bed.
She licked her lips, eyes wide as she stared. Her cheeks were pink, and Diondre held himself in check, curbing the desire to lean down and again take her lips with his.
“I should-” Samantha stopped herself, biting her swollen lower lip when she realized that those chocolate eyes were on her mouth.
Breath stopping somewhere in her lungs, she couldn’t help be feel a little unbidden thrill as his gaze travelled from her lips, down her neck and over her torso. Samantha saw the flare of his nostrils, the dilation of his pupils as he stared at the reddened tips of her breasts. They were still damp from his suckling, though soft.
He growled softly, leaning down to gently nuzzle the bud with his nose. His breath tickled across the peak, causing it to pucker instinctively before he shifted. His tongue slid out, and his eyes lifting to hers, cupped and lightly stroked the dark pink tip.
Samantha whimpered, fingers curling into loose fists alongside her head as her palms tingled with the desire to touch him again. She longed to close her eyes, but the difference between her creamy, pale skin and his dark chocolate coloring kept her eyes glued on him.
She trembled, and in reflex, lifted her hips into his. His hands curled under her hips and he pulled her tightly against him as he sucked her nipple completely into his mouth.
The sound of her moan was like music to his ears, and Diondre couldn’t help but recall the sounds she’d made moments before as she was lost in her orgasm. The soft, almost hesitant touch of her hands on his shoulders reminded him that it had been her first. He had been her first.
You did a damn lousy job of it, man , he silently berated himself. Now you need to make up for it.
He chuckled quietly, and brushed his tongue over the tight peak in his mouth as he moved her hips. Gently he moved her against his body, and felt his cock stir at her whimper. This changed things between them, he knew, and he’d be damned if this was the last time.
“It’s better, I promise.” Diondre’s whisper fanned over the damp, reddened tip of her breast as he lifted away. Moving to slowly lick the other, he continued. “I was too rough, and it wasn’t what you deserved. It might hurt a little, but I’ll try to make you forget.”
Sammi’s eyes, which had fluttered closed, opened, and their deep sapphire color drew him in as he pressed his hardened length against her. They glittered, and he lifted his head, levering himself over her when he realized that her brilliant eyes were filled with tears.
It was then that he mentally shook himself, and looked around them. Her skirt was a wrinkled mess around her waist, opened shirt crumpled beneath her body. His pants hung around his ankles while his cock poked through his boxers; his tee shirt lay damply against his skin. He’d taken her as if he were an animal.
“You’re not an animal.” Her words made him realize that he must have spoken out loud, and he swore silently as he sat up and moved to sit beside her.
Diondre hung his head, cradling it in his hands as the realization of what they’d actually done slammed into his gut. It barely registered to him as she sat up and tried to smooth down her skirt.
Tearing his shirt over his head, he threw it at his laundry basket, not even caring when it missed and landed on the floor. He stood and pushed his pants off, leaving his boxers on, and tugged gently at her shirt.
She stared up at him with wide eyes, trying to button her top even as he seemed determined to take it off of her. She blinked and gasped softly as he pushed her hands away and peeled the material from her shoulders, tossing it onto the floor.
Diondre cupped her face in his hands, and smiled softly at her before leaning in and taking her lips in a deep kiss. One hand slipped back, cupping her head, while the other dropped and slid around her.
He’s taking off my bra. The thought barely had time to register in Sammi’s mind before she felt him pulling it away from her body, and the weight of her breasts met his bare chest. God, that feels so nice.
The blanket was still warm from her body earlier, and she melted back into it as Diondre continued to kiss her. His tongue slid past her lips, and she found herself clutching at him as the kiss deepened, his chest hair rasping pleasantly against her sensitive nipples.
It seemed like forever as they laid there, making out and touching each other lightly. Sammi’s giggles were slightly nervous, but light as his hands made short work of removing her skirt. It joined her shirt on his floor, followed quickly by her ruined panties.
Diondre kissed his way down her neck, stopping to nibble at her collarbone, before skating down to settle at her nipple once again. Shivers raced up and down her spine as one of his hands travelled over her belly, gently caressing before trailing even lower.
Her thighs came together, stopping his progress; she squeaked, eyes popping open to meet his slightly confused gaze. Sammie’s cheeks were bright pink as she cleared her throat.
“But you just … Didn’t you - I mean….” she trailed off, and Diondre couldn’t help but chuckle as he realized her hesitancy. This sweet, innocent girl was worried because he’d spent himself inside of her.
“I did.” He nodded, smiling as he pressed a light kiss to her breast. Brushing his fingertips lightly over her mound and the crease of her thighs, he laughed softly. “And that’s great. Knowing you’re full of my cum only makes it hotter. Besides, I need to make it up to you.”
Sammi’s cheeks were stained a bright pink as she nodded, and slowly opened her thighs.
His fingers made quick work of finding the nubbin of her clitoris, and she sucked in a sharp breath on a whimper as he caressed it. Her legs fell open, and she moaned softly, arching her back and hips as his lips once again took her nipple captive.
Diondre played her body like a fine violin; he was a master as his fingers slipped against her. Within minutes, her body trembled all over, and she whimpered and moaned as he alternated between rubbing at her clitoris with rapid speed, and stroking it with gentle circles.
Lifting his head away from her breasts, Diondre held her against him as he caressed her, playing with the small bundle of nerves until he learned what made her gasp and shudder. He found her special rhythm, and soon her hands clutched at him, her fingers white.
His cock pounded, aching for release with each whimper and cry, but he wanted to watch her come on his fingers before he filled her again.
Sammi was breath-taking as her full body moved, and he gritted his teeth when her eyes flew open, blind, and nearly came against her thigh as her orgasm shook her.
“That’s it, baby, don’t stop.” He whispered assurances, moving himself between her shaking thighs as his fingers continued their assault. “Keep going.” He encouraged her as he lifted her thighs against his, and removed his fingers from her pulsating clit.
Centering himself at her opening, he cupped her hips and pressed in. His cock was instantly wrapped in her still-orgasming flesh, and he again gritted his teeth as her tight pussy enveloped him.
Her cry made him freeze, hoping he hadn’t hurt her, but he knew he couldn’t stop. Brown eyes lifted from where he’d been watching his dark flesh disappear into her, and met her deep blue gaze.
“I’m fine.” Her voice was husky, and faltered slightly. “Just … don’t stop. Please!” Sammi’s hands lifted to splay over his chest, and he nodded.
His big hands slid lower, cupping her ass and hauling her against him as he stroked slowly in and out of her body. Her nails scraped against his chest with each thrust, and every whimper was heaven to him.
She’s so fuckin’ tight. Fuck! Diondre swore, thrusting faster as sweat beaded on his brow. He was lost in her. Her pussy clenched, milking him with each stroke, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He intended for her to come again, one more time before he did, and freed one hand to rest on her mound.
His thumb found her clit, and he thrust faster even as he found that rhythm that made her breath catch and muscles clench.
Balls slapping against her ass, he felt them drawing up tight to his body as her moans turned to whimpers. Diondre knew he’d come soon, and moved his thumb faster, a little harder, and froze as she came.
Sammi’s pussy clamped around his cock, holding him deep inside her as she orgassmed, her body a taut line beneath him. As he watched her skin glow, and felt her contractions, he came; his seed rushed into her in white-hot ropes of cum boiling from his balls.
Diondre groaned, then panted as he levered himself off, flopping down beside her. He moved close, and his arm went over her body, cuddling her as he kissed her damp shoulder.
Her breathing was erratic, and her heart pounded as if it wanted to be free from her chest, but Sammi found that she couldn’t move. She didn’t want to, really. She’d never felt anything like this in her life, and that scared her.
She pushed the thoughts away, and found herself drifting off to sleep alongside Diondre.
There was no telling what tomorrow would bring, but for now, she was no longer a virgin.
~0~0~
So here is what many of you have doubtless been waiting for: the sizzling continuation of the sordid love story of Sammi and Diondre!
After my crazy cliff-hanger (not to mention the crazy wait!) I decided to make this entire (shorter) chapter nothing but the dirty. Hopefully, it lived up to it's expectation.
This isn't the end for these two. Oh, no. But life delayed me finishing this chapter, and though part five is in the works, it might be a longer wait. So stay tuned, and one day you'll see more!
Thanks for reading so far, friends! All feedback (positive or negative) is not only welcomed, but appreciated!
She licked her lips, eyes wide as she stared. Her cheeks were pink, and Diondre held himself in check, curbing the desire to lean down and again take her lips with his.
“I should-” Samantha stopped herself, biting her swollen lower lip when she realized that those chocolate eyes were on her mouth.
Breath stopping somewhere in her lungs, she couldn’t help be feel a little unbidden thrill as his gaze travelled from her lips, down her neck and over her torso. Samantha saw the flare of his nostrils, the dilation of his pupils as he stared at the reddened tips of her breasts. They were still damp from his suckling, though soft.
He growled softly, leaning down to gently nuzzle the bud with his nose. His breath tickled across the peak, causing it to pucker instinctively before he shifted. His tongue slid out, and his eyes lifting to hers, cupped and lightly stroked the dark pink tip.
Samantha whimpered, fingers curling into loose fists alongside her head as her palms tingled with the desire to touch him again. She longed to close her eyes, but the difference between her creamy, pale skin and his dark chocolate coloring kept her eyes glued on him.
She trembled, and in reflex, lifted her hips into his. His hands curled under her hips and he pulled her tightly against him as he sucked her nipple completely into his mouth.
The sound of her moan was like music to his ears, and Diondre couldn’t help but recall the sounds she’d made moments before as she was lost in her orgasm. The soft, almost hesitant touch of her hands on his shoulders reminded him that it had been her first. He had been her first.
You did a damn lousy job of it, man , he silently berated himself. Now you need to make up for it.
He chuckled quietly, and brushed his tongue over the tight peak in his mouth as he moved her hips. Gently he moved her against his body, and felt his cock stir at her whimper. This changed things between them, he knew, and he’d be damned if this was the last time.
“It’s better, I promise.” Diondre’s whisper fanned over the damp, reddened tip of her breast as he lifted away. Moving to slowly lick the other, he continued. “I was too rough, and it wasn’t what you deserved. It might hurt a little, but I’ll try to make you forget.”
Sammi’s eyes, which had fluttered closed, opened, and their deep sapphire color drew him in as he pressed his hardened length against her. They glittered, and he lifted his head, levering himself over her when he realized that her brilliant eyes were filled with tears.
It was then that he mentally shook himself, and looked around them. Her skirt was a wrinkled mess around her waist, opened shirt crumpled beneath her body. His pants hung around his ankles while his cock poked through his boxers; his tee shirt lay damply against his skin. He’d taken her as if he were an animal.
“You’re not an animal.” Her words made him realize that he must have spoken out loud, and he swore silently as he sat up and moved to sit beside her.
Diondre hung his head, cradling it in his hands as the realization of what they’d actually done slammed into his gut. It barely registered to him as she sat up and tried to smooth down her skirt.
Tearing his shirt over his head, he threw it at his laundry basket, not even caring when it missed and landed on the floor. He stood and pushed his pants off, leaving his boxers on, and tugged gently at her shirt.
She stared up at him with wide eyes, trying to button her top even as he seemed determined to take it off of her. She blinked and gasped softly as he pushed her hands away and peeled the material from her shoulders, tossing it onto the floor.
Diondre cupped her face in his hands, and smiled softly at her before leaning in and taking her lips in a deep kiss. One hand slipped back, cupping her head, while the other dropped and slid around her.
He’s taking off my bra. The thought barely had time to register in Sammi’s mind before she felt him pulling it away from her body, and the weight of her breasts met his bare chest. God, that feels so nice.
The blanket was still warm from her body earlier, and she melted back into it as Diondre continued to kiss her. His tongue slid past her lips, and she found herself clutching at him as the kiss deepened, his chest hair rasping pleasantly against her sensitive nipples.
It seemed like forever as they laid there, making out and touching each other lightly. Sammi’s giggles were slightly nervous, but light as his hands made short work of removing her skirt. It joined her shirt on his floor, followed quickly by her ruined panties.
Diondre kissed his way down her neck, stopping to nibble at her collarbone, before skating down to settle at her nipple once again. Shivers raced up and down her spine as one of his hands travelled over her belly, gently caressing before trailing even lower.
Her thighs came together, stopping his progress; she squeaked, eyes popping open to meet his slightly confused gaze. Sammie’s cheeks were bright pink as she cleared her throat.
“But you just … Didn’t you - I mean….” she trailed off, and Diondre couldn’t help but chuckle as he realized her hesitancy. This sweet, innocent girl was worried because he’d spent himself inside of her.
“I did.” He nodded, smiling as he pressed a light kiss to her breast. Brushing his fingertips lightly over her mound and the crease of her thighs, he laughed softly. “And that’s great. Knowing you’re full of my cum only makes it hotter. Besides, I need to make it up to you.”
Sammi’s cheeks were stained a bright pink as she nodded, and slowly opened her thighs.
His fingers made quick work of finding the nubbin of her clitoris, and she sucked in a sharp breath on a whimper as he caressed it. Her legs fell open, and she moaned softly, arching her back and hips as his lips once again took her nipple captive.
Diondre played her body like a fine violin; he was a master as his fingers slipped against her. Within minutes, her body trembled all over, and she whimpered and moaned as he alternated between rubbing at her clitoris with rapid speed, and stroking it with gentle circles.
Lifting his head away from her breasts, Diondre held her against him as he caressed her, playing with the small bundle of nerves until he learned what made her gasp and shudder. He found her special rhythm, and soon her hands clutched at him, her fingers white.
His cock pounded, aching for release with each whimper and cry, but he wanted to watch her come on his fingers before he filled her again.
Sammi was breath-taking as her full body moved, and he gritted his teeth when her eyes flew open, blind, and nearly came against her thigh as her orgasm shook her.
“That’s it, baby, don’t stop.” He whispered assurances, moving himself between her shaking thighs as his fingers continued their assault. “Keep going.” He encouraged her as he lifted her thighs against his, and removed his fingers from her pulsating clit.
Centering himself at her opening, he cupped her hips and pressed in. His cock was instantly wrapped in her still-orgasming flesh, and he again gritted his teeth as her tight pussy enveloped him.
Her cry made him freeze, hoping he hadn’t hurt her, but he knew he couldn’t stop. Brown eyes lifted from where he’d been watching his dark flesh disappear into her, and met her deep blue gaze.
“I’m fine.” Her voice was husky, and faltered slightly. “Just … don’t stop. Please!” Sammi’s hands lifted to splay over his chest, and he nodded.
His big hands slid lower, cupping her ass and hauling her against him as he stroked slowly in and out of her body. Her nails scraped against his chest with each thrust, and every whimper was heaven to him.
She’s so fuckin’ tight. Fuck! Diondre swore, thrusting faster as sweat beaded on his brow. He was lost in her. Her pussy clenched, milking him with each stroke, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He intended for her to come again, one more time before he did, and freed one hand to rest on her mound.
His thumb found her clit, and he thrust faster even as he found that rhythm that made her breath catch and muscles clench.
Balls slapping against her ass, he felt them drawing up tight to his body as her moans turned to whimpers. Diondre knew he’d come soon, and moved his thumb faster, a little harder, and froze as she came.
Sammi’s pussy clamped around his cock, holding him deep inside her as she orgassmed, her body a taut line beneath him. As he watched her skin glow, and felt her contractions, he came; his seed rushed into her in white-hot ropes of cum boiling from his balls.
Diondre groaned, then panted as he levered himself off, flopping down beside her. He moved close, and his arm went over her body, cuddling her as he kissed her damp shoulder.
Her breathing was erratic, and her heart pounded as if it wanted to be free from her chest, but Sammi found that she couldn’t move. She didn’t want to, really. She’d never felt anything like this in her life, and that scared her.
She pushed the thoughts away, and found herself drifting off to sleep alongside Diondre.
There was no telling what tomorrow would bring, but for now, she was no longer a virgin.
~0~0~
So here is what many of you have doubtless been waiting for: the sizzling continuation of the sordid love story of Sammi and Diondre!
After my crazy cliff-hanger (not to mention the crazy wait!) I decided to make this entire (shorter) chapter nothing but the dirty. Hopefully, it lived up to it's expectation.
This isn't the end for these two. Oh, no. But life delayed me finishing this chapter, and though part five is in the works, it might be a longer wait. So stay tuned, and one day you'll see more!
Thanks for reading so far, friends! All feedback (positive or negative) is not only welcomed, but appreciated!
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