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Part 5
If you've been reading this for a while, then please let me take this time to correct myself. KB and I recently measure his dick, and its not 14 inches. He laughed at me when I told him thats what I wrote in here....Its actually 11 inches (but it looks 14 wink). Now on with the story!
He kissed my lips, my neck, and my shoulders. I couldn't explain the feelings I got from KB. It was like someone was tickling and massaging the inside of my chest all at the same time. It was completely magical (I'm sure someone out there reading this knows that feeling). I felt so protected when I was with KB, like I couldn't be touched by anyone or anything. I missed that feeling a lot. I was so happy to have him back with me. KB was still kissing my neck, and feeling me up. He looked so good in his black and grey designer jeans, with his grey (un-buttoned) button up shirt, and his wife-beater (for those of you who don't know, a wife-beater is a skin tight tank top, often worn with pajamas and under clothing). I put my hands inside his shirt, and slid it over his head, leaving him in his jeans and tank top. Theres just something about seeing a black man in a wife-beater and baggy jeans that get me going. KB lifted my shirt over my head, and then wrapped his arms around me in a warm embrace. "Gawd I've missed this," I thought. He began kissing me again, and slowly ran his hands up and down my sides, then around to my back. He slid his warm hands down the back of my pants, and firmly grasped my asschecks in both his hands, then started kissing me with more passion, and urge. He was rubbing my ass when he suddenly decided to let one of his fingers slip in between my globes to find that tiny pink little puckered spot. He ran the tips of his fingers gently across it and, in turn, made me feel like I was an animal, and he was my prey. I wanted so badly to....not eat him....but taste him, and then make him screw me until I couldn't breathe....yep...that about describes that feeling! He walked us over to my bed, and told me to lay down on the bed. So I did, and he laid down on top of me and started kissing me again. Then he started to gyrate his dick into my stomach. I reached down and grabbed his belt buckle, and undid it. Then I undid his jeans and pulled them off of his ass as far as my hands would reach. "Here, let me help you with that," he said. He got off of me and then stood up letting his pants fall to the floor. Then he put his thumbs in the waistband of his blue silk boxers, and pulled those down as well, and laid back on top of me. Feeling his hard cock on my bare stomach sent shivers through my body. We resumed kissing, and while doing so, turned over so that I was on top of him. I kissed down his neck, and his shoulders. All the way down until I reached that magnificent peice of creation. He was hard, he was real hard. The veins in his lightly creamed coffee colored dick, were prominent. The slightly lighter head was engorged to its fullest. "Damn, baby, are you just gonna stare at it?" he asked. "Sorry, its just so fucking beautiful," I replied. I then leaned over him and licked the head of it. It tasted like it was lightly dusted with sweat and soap. The scent emanating from it was doing something to me. It was messing with my senses. It made me crave to have this beautifully sculpted peice of Heaven inside of me and all over me. I licked the head of it again, this time with more force. Then I licked all around it and down, then back up the shaft. I had a deep urge to swallow it, so I sucked the crown into my mouth and pushed my head into his groin as far as it would go. I gagged a little bit, but not to where I was dry-heaving or anything. "Damn baby, slow down..I ain't going no where," KB said. I just kept on sucking that work of art. I looked up to see him removing his tank-top. His outty belly-button in the center of his ab ripped stomach was a sight to behold. His pecs...he definatley had some beautiful pecs. I kept sucking his oversized cock for all I was worth. After a while he put his arms under my shoulders and lifted me up on top of him, and he started madly kissing me. He reached over into my nightstand where he knew I kept my lubrication, for those late nights when I was all alone....or other times....such as now. Then he opened the top, and put it behind my back. He squeezed the bottle and I felt the cold lube being squirted onto my lower back. It ran down into the crack of my ass, where it met his fingers gently massaging my entrance. He got himself and I all lubed up and ready to go. I was on fire, and apparenltly so was he. He had this look in his eye that made him look like he just got done smoking about 5 blunts in a row. He almost looked "oriental." KB guided the head of his dick to my pucker, and slowly began to push. "Fuck that slow-motion bullshit," I said. "I need this right now." KB laughed at me after I said this and said, "Fine...we can do this like they do at Burger King....we can, "Have it your way." he said. He then thrusted full force into me. It hurt like HELL but DAMN did I miss him. I tried my hardest to keep a straight face, but I just couldn't. He saw the pain in my face, and stopped. "Are you okay?" he asked...."I'm sorry" he continued. "No I'm alright, I just thought I would be okay with doing that, but I guess I'm not...just give it a sec." He smiled at me and began kissing me. He got some more lube and put it on his hand. Then he reached between us and grabbed hold of my dick. "Maybe this will make you feel a little bit better," Kb said. He began stroking me, and after a while, my hardness returned. He took that as his que to start grinding. He slowly began moving his rod in and out of me, and it didn't hurt NEARLY as much from when he first started. He eventually got a nice paced rythym going, and all the while he kept stroking me. "I love this feeling," he said. "What?" I inquired. "I like the fact that I can be inside you, and hold you all at the same time." I kissed him once he finished saying that. I had my eyes shut tight, and I was enjoying this pleasure that I missed so badly. "We ain't havin none of that Rich," said KB. "What are you talking about?" I asked? "Open your eyes and look at the nigga thats fucking you," he said. I slowly opened my eyes, and saw that he was looking directly into them. For some reason, looking into his eyes made me feel like I was on ecstacy. Literally. It made me feel like Iw as drunk with love. All I wanted to do was touch him, and please him, and show him how much I need him. Everything was in slow motion, and I could hear my heartbeat in my head...or wait, was that just his balls slapping my ass?....no, it was my heartbeat. I couldn't take it anymore, all these feelings and emotions running through my body did nothing to subside the building urge to cum. KB started going faster and faster, and evertime he did, I felt this sharp pain deep within me. He was hitting something, and I didn't know whether or not it hurt or felt good. My dick convinced me that it was good so I started throwing my ass back down on him. "Yeah, baby.....don't stop looking at me...I wan't you to cum on my stomach....but when you do...don't look away from my eyes," he said. I couldn't look away from those deep brown eyes if my life depended on it. I was so gone into the moment I couldn't do anything but keep on riding this chocolate wand of magic. I was reaching the point of no return, and he knew it. "Rich, I want you to look at me so you can see, how much I love fuckin this ass....this is my ass right here, and I'm gonna tear this shit up," he said. He went into overdrive, and I couldn't take it. My eyes got wide, and I felt like the life was being shot out of me through my dick. I nutted buckets all over him. "Yeah, baby, thats right.....show me how much you liked having this dick in your ass." KB put his arms behind me and reached up to grab hold of my shoulders. He pulled me down onto his dick as hard as he could, and I could feel the pulsating shots of cum speeding into me. HE held me like that for about a minute, then he finally, let go of my shoulders, and I leaned down to kiss those nice full lucious lips of his. "Alright Rich, I gotta go. I got plans with my mom," he said. He got up and was putting on his clothes and soon he was walking out my front door. I just layed there, still caught up in how the best sex I ever experienced in my entire life had just happened, and DAMN was it good.
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