I could see her hazel brown eyes watching me from afar, stalking me; taking in every moment like a predator studying its prey. Lolita Bianca saunter over, never unlocking her eyes from mines, she grabbed my hand pulling me over to the bed pushing me down onto it. I could hear the cold night wind whipping at the window as if a lustful spectator wanted to partake in on the show.
Bianca stepped backward taking her time easing herself down in a chair, she utter not a word as she engaged into caressing her smooth tantalizing frame. Bianca was like flames dancing a wild, sultry tribal ritual. She licked her middle finger tracing it down to those supple brown nibbles, my dick stood like a shuttle ready to take off. Her smile broadened across her marbled beauty; Bianca found great joy arousing me, spreading her legs like curtains as if a show was about to begin and her pussy the leading light.
Bianca let out a slight gasp as she slid her finger in and out, Bianca was so wet it sounded like she was stirring a hot bowl oatmeal and from the smell of its intoxicating aroma strawberry cinnamon at that. From the way she bit her lips it was clear Bianca found pleasure in the fact that I could hear her pussy calling out for attention. I felt duty-bound to answer its cries, but Bianca extended her leg out halting me from getting up. The moist suction sounds was driving me crazy, I felt tortured, my tongue wanted so badly to devour her sweet lower lips. I felt like a leashed animal ready to pounce upon her body.
Lolita’s tongue swayed side to side between her sexy rose petals like lips as she moved her feet down to my bulging mound. Bianca eye’s had such a fiendish look to them, they whispered to see what I was restricting in my jeans; I unzipped my pants slowly pulling out my engorged cock. Lolita moved her leg and sat up taking her pussy soaked fingers into her mouth savoring herself, “Mmmm” she moaned expressing how good she taste. Lolita crawled on top of me, kissing my lips so passionately; I experience the flavors of her honeyed Eden that lingered on her pallets.
I intertwined my fingers throughout Bianca’s hair pulling her head to the side exposing her warm caramel neck; like a starved beast I could no longer fight the urges, I sunk my fangs into Lolita’s neck, biting just hard enough to sense the waves of rushing ecstasy. I could feel her body quiver with every passing second as my bite tighten. Bianca slid down my throbbing dick, she was so damp and warm that my grip loosened from sheer amazement. Bianca sat up pulling away from my reach, even going so far as to place her hands on my chest preventing me from sitting back up. Lolita straddled me, grinding back and forth getting my man hood nice and situated inside of her. Bianca leaned forward, hands still positioned on my chest, back arched; Bianca started bouncing her ass up and down in a circular rhythm. Lolita had the perfect hip motions, she had nothing more than her lower half moving, the more she got into it I could feel myself ready to erupt already. Bianca started groaning my name, I close my eyes giving into the pleasure,
“Amir… Amir… AMIR!!!” I quickly snapped back to reality, shattering out of my dream. Jesse Kenway, my roommate and longtime brother had found me still in bed, sleeping away unaware of the fantasy he had so rudely interrupted.
“Come on Bro time to get up… You’re gonna be late for class.”
If he could have only woken me thirty minutes later; that was the closest I could ever get to Lolita. It was odd enough to dream of someone I thought I had forgotten a long time ago, I haven’t seen Lolita Bianca in years. The last I heard she was engaged to some high profiler dude; Damn I always wished the one to take Bianca’s hand in matrimony would be me. It was a crazy random wild dream, just a fantasy long since unfulfilled of an unattainable Holy Grail I guess.
My day went by sort of quick and class was somewhat enjoyable, although over and over Lolita kelp popping up in my mind, distracting me from whatever the professor was teaching. After class was over I decided to have launch at this nice little Caribbean restaurant down the street from the college. It wasn’t very busy inside just few familiar faces from the school here and there; I sat near the back in a quiet little booth in the corner by the window. I picked up the menu that was laid out on the table and started staring down trying to figure out what I wanted,
“Amir? Amir Holloway is that you?” a familiar voice resonated in my ears, without a thought I looked up. Instantaneously my heart started pumping like the piston of formula one going full speed, every muscle in my body tightened, I was beginning to have problems inhaling and exhaling. Never in a thousand years did I think I would see her especially as my waiter at some restaurant but by God she was standing right in front of me with all 5’5” of her unattainable beauty of my younger youth; Lolita Bianca. Why the hell is she here? Isn’t she supposed to be married to some awesome high end guy somewhere? Damn it speak Amir… Come on say something DAMN YOU!!
“Ahh… Um… Hey you?” smooth real fucking smooth.
“What you don’t remember me? We attended middle and high school together.” Of course you remember her already, this is the woman that has infected every one of your dreams since the seventh grade, go ahead talk, acknowledge her already.
“Is this a bad time? Look if you need more time I can come back, I didn’t mean to bother you. I just thought you would remember an old classmate.”
Oh for the love of God Amir if you don’t say something you’re officially a dumb fuck, NOW SPEAK!
“I-I would like some sweet tea please…” Lolita’s eyes grew wide than narrowed as she wrote in her note pad.
“One Sweet tea coming up.” She smiled walking away.
Sigh… Story of my life. I slapped myself in the forehead. If it was anybody else I could conversant perfectly. So why? Why is it with her I revert back to that nerdy, shy little boy from way back then? Lolita was always so sexy and nice that I lose all control of myself like an idiot.
“Okay here we go one glass of sweet tea.” I quickly opened my eyes, straightening myself out, as I smiled taking the drink.
“Ahem… T-thanks” I nervously smile, it was hard to make eye contact I was too damn embarrassed to do so.
“So are you ready to make your order?” forcibly like a child trying to stare up at the sun my eyes took to her splendor. Lolita had a dazzling crooked smile, biting her lower lips, it was one of her many features that set her apart from other girls. Bianca smiled as if she knew something I didn’t. Oddly enough I begun to feel a strange type of ease around her now, maybe I was over thinking things?
I glimpse over the menu again than back at her, I was curious as to what she was hiding. That crooked smile… that crooked smile while biting her lower lips held a secret.
“You know what why don’t you sit with me and let’s catch up?” I offered. Lolita thought about it for a second while looking around,
“EMILIO I’M GOING ON A 30!” Lolita smiled occupying the space in front of me across the table.
We spent hours catching up, we even shared a meal together. Lolita had updated me that her and her fiancé broke up some time ago, calling off the wedding. If it was anytime to capitalize it was now, no longer will I be that shy geeky kid, I’ve come too far and changed so much. I could actually have Lolita Bianca to myself! When her break was just about up we exchanged numbers so that way we could keep in touch, maybe even take the time to meet up and do something together.
That night I couldn’t retrain myself; I waited so long to have the numeric code that would connect me to Bianca telephonically, this was a long awaited achievement. Once enough time had passed; I texted Lolita around 8:10 p.m. Damn… to wait for a response seemed like forever, to be honest I didn’t think she would text back; maybe somewhere deep down inside I felt as if this was all make believe, just another one of my famous Bianca and Amir together forever dreams. As 8:11 hit a text message came through my phone breaking me away from my thoughts. It was Bianca, holy shit she actually texted me back, Lolita Bianca was really texting me, my heart started to pump at a million miles per hour again.
Hey was just thinking of u… was wondering wat you was up 2?
Enjoyed catching up 2day!!! Nd I’m not doing anything just got off work. [iUsed To Be The Sweetest GiRL Ever]
Yea same here. So wat’s ur plans 4 da nite nw dat ur off?
[iUsed To Be The Sweetest GiRL Ever]
Nun much, probably chill @ home, watch a movie, Facebook, then pass out somewhere. [iUsed To Be The Sweetest GiRL Ever]
Sounds boring alil lol!
It is! Lol it’s the same routine just abt every nite after work. [iUsed To Be The Sweetest GiRL Ever]
Well here’s a shot N the dark…. If u want I could come over nd we could watch a movie 2gether? No funny business just 2 friends hanging out I promise.
How could I make a promise like that? If Bianca’s skin has any contact with mines I might lose all chivalry. Her response was longer this time, shit did I fuck up and ask too soon to hang-out one on one? Five to six minutes later Bianca finally text me back, I held my breath taking my time glancing at the simple reply.
Sure [iUsed To Be The Sweetest GiRL Ever]
I jumped up out of bed and right into the shower. I scrubbed every inch of myself as if I was being put up for an auction, even going as far to scrub my body five times with my wash cloth and another twenty times with my Axe Detailer shower tool. After the shower I brush my teeth multiple times and gargled with Listerine at least four times. Once I was ready, I texted Bianca for the directions to her apartment. It took me no less than twenty minutes to find the place. I stood outside of Bianca’s door, Lolita Bianca’s door, was this for real? My muscles tightened up yet again as I knocked on the door. With every passing second I wanted to turn around, the little nerdy shy boy from middle school wanted to run away so bad, but the man in me that desired her so much wanted to stay.
When Bianca finally opened the door I was hit with a sense of déjà vu. She posed in the door frame wearing nothing more than a wife beater with no bra, and a sexy pair of boy shorts. The little nerdy boy could no longer be heard, only the burning desire for this woman body remained. Bianca reached her arms out for a hug, I gladly accepted it leaning in to embrace her silky mocha, honey brown skin. The touch from her frame sent waves of wants and needs that rustled the cage holding the sexual beast from within. When we pulled away from each other we locked eyes for a split second, I was hypnotized by Bianca’s beauty; her almond-hazel brown eyes alone shook my core.
As Bianca let me in, I felt as if I stepped into another realm, where it would just be us two for all eternity.
“So this is your place?” I asked Bianca as I looked around.
“Yep, you can have a seat on the couch if you want, no need to stand around.” Bianca said walking into the kitchen. I took her up on her offer taking a seat on the couch, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t still a little nervous. Bianca returned with some snacks and then sauntered her way over to the entertainment center popping in the DVD, Love and Basketball an urban classic. When she bent over to place the movie in her shorts hugged her ass so perfectly. Oh how I wanted to take sweet bites out of each cheeks. Shifting my stare elsewhere when she turned around Bianca walked over towards the couch and sat right next to me. Bianca curled up close to me, her soft brown hair rested upon my chest; I had to control my heart beat I didn’t want her to hear my heart thumping like an Congo drum. I really placed my damn self in the friend zone at this point.
We sat for hours enjoying the movie, we even had small chatter here and there about one another, and before I knew somehow we started joking about sex and what I could do to please a woman. When the movie finally ended Bianca jumped up heading back into the kitchen. I needed to stretch out my legs so I followed her carrying the dishes. As I watched Bianca do the dishes I was turned on by her perfect frame all over again, I saw a single strain of hair on her neck and couldn’t help myself, caressing it to the side.
Bianca continued doing the dishes unaffected by my touch, I decided to take it further by leaning in and inhaling the aroma from her neck. So perfect, so warm, so tantalizing it was just too damn unbearable; I couldn’t hold back anymore. My fangs grasped deep into Bianca’s neck, startled Bianca dropped a dish in the sink and from the sound of whatever it was it shattered on impact. I could feel the blood in Bianca’s veins rush as she let out a slight groan, caressing my hands underneath her chin I adjust Bianca’s head more over so I could grip her tighter. Bianca moaned and whimpered with excitement, she was grinding her body back wanting to escape my clutches, but I was too hungry for this I had to have Bianca now. Biting turned to kissing and touching turned to caressing; I whispered into Bianca’s ear words I’ve long to tell her for years,
“I’ve always wanted you, I just wanna… I just wanna…” I spun Bianca around and without another word I pressed my lips against hers. Bianca resisted for a second and just as I was about to pull away I felt her relax, giving into the pleasure. It was better than any dream I could ever come up with. Bianca’s lips were softer and sweeter than I could imagine. I felt her tongue knocking at my lips, my mouth welcomed her blissfully. I peeled off her wife beater squeezing her perfect brown breast, placing special attention to each one. I lifted Bianca up with ease, her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms clinched around my neck. As our lips interlock I carried Bianca over to the kitchen table, I sat her down gently and pulled up a chair gently removing her shorts, a honeyed bouquet filled my nose; spreading her legs I prepared to partake in a most wondrous of meals.
I closed my eyes and reveled into the intoxication of her luscious pussy. I wanted to take this woman to nirvana, I didn’t want to leave tonight without her satisfaction. I was starved for her passion. Placing Bianca’s leg over my shoulders I dove into her sex, Bianca started losing herself into the ecstasy, my eyes traveling up the landscape of her mocha ebony frame. I saw that Bianca tongue slitter across her lips like a snake, she was enjoying the sensation enveloping over her. Bianca gripped the back of my head grinding her pussy to my lips. Coming up for air Bianca lifted my shirt off, her hands traced down my chocolate chest.
“You’ve come a long way since middle school.” She smiled seductively.
“And so have you.” Bianca got up off the table taking my hand and guiding me to her bedroom.
Bianca sat me on the bed crawling on top of me trailing her tongue up my chest, nibbling onto my broad shoulders. I moan with pain and pleasure as she bit hard as hell into my shoulder, I returned the act with me digging my teeth back into her neck. Bianca commenced grinding her warm, moist crotch against my confined cock. Bianca saw into my eyes that I was turned on by the wet volcano that was erupting inside of her. She undid my zipper and slid my pants off, Bianca crept on the bed straddling me reverse cowgirl. I rubbed my dick between the lips of her pussy teasing the hell out of her. Once I was soaked with her pussy nectar I slid my cock deep inside of her walls, a euphoria like no other shrouded throughout our whole beings. Back, forth, back, forth, we had a rhythm of passion, our bodies were in perfect sync with each other, like two long time dance partners. I arched her back more so that her ass was just the way I liked it.
I placed Bianca on her back, folding her legs over my shoulders so I hit nothing but pussy pounding deep. I slow down releasing her legs so they could make their way around me. I wasn’t gonna cum just yet, it was vital I took my time, necking Bianca I slid in and out of her so smoothly. Bianca flipped me over straddling me once more, she gyrated it real nice and slow, letting me feel every inch of her walls with my man hood. Bianca and I played like that all night long until the morning sunlight filled the room, tired and full with pleasure we stared into each other eyes.
“Amir you know what?” She asked rubbing her hands up and down my chest.
“What?” I inquired.
“I was checking you out ever since I saw you first step in the restaurant, and last night you was going on and on about what you could do for a girl that I just had to see if you was all talk.” Bianca smiled. I laughed holding her, kissing her passionately, I pulled back the covers starting up for another round.