Every time I lay my eyes on Damian he makes her pulsate. Whether it’s a picture or him standing in front of me, my heart beats through her. Well this past Friday was our Netflix and chill night. We were cuddled on the couch, enveloped in each other. I noticed that the bottle of wine was empty so I got up to go to the kitchen to get another bottle but instead ended up washing a few dishes.
Damian snuck up behind me, grabbed me by the neck, then my chin, slightly turning my head so that he could give me a kiss. I could feel his thick sword pressed against me. As he kissed my lips he made his way down to my neck. With his free hand, he made his way down to my breasts and began to play with my nipples. He then turned me around, grabbed my face and passionately kissed me. As he kissed me, with one hand he grabbed my neck and with the other made his way to my honeypot.
As he continued to kiss me, he slowly began to stimulate my clit. My body began to go with his motions. I could feel my nerves sending waves to other nerves throughout my body. My heart began to beat faster as my breathing got heavier. It’s like he knows how to touch me not only in all the right spots but in all the right ways. As he went back and forth with his fingers my body moved forth and back. I began to throb harder. I could feel my juices starting to flow. Then he stopped.
Damian went down on his knees, pulling down my sweatpants at the same time. The next thing I know his tongue was going back and forth, forth and back. My body still moving forth and back, back and forth. He would switch up and then use his fingers again. Going faster and harder, harder and faster. The waves of pleasure began to run throughout my body. The feeling was very intense and very much pleasurable. I could feel my legs beginning to shake.
He went from using his fingers back to his tongue back to his fingers. He went back to using his tongue. Back and forth, forth and back, back and forth. All the nerves in my body went from talking to each other to screaming in sync. He went back to using his fingers for the last time. He went back to licking me, it was like he heard my clit say, “Damian the honeypot is about to produce extra honey.” Because that’s exactly what I did.
As I looked down at him, I could see my heart beating through my shirt. My nerves were calming down. He looked up at me smiling as he took that one last lick and planted a kiss on her. He got up off his knees, kissed me on the lips, looked me in the eyes and told me how sweet I taste. He walked away leaving me to gain my composure.
Arnittress Dowdy 