A Bite Of the Forbidden Fruit (Part VI)

Many Hours Later…

I pulled into the driveway cutting the engine. I smiled twirling the wedding band around my finger, my mind had so many thoughts, so many memories.

All day I’ve been fiending for my Baby’s attention.

I needed her in the worst way, I needed to feel her nails dug in the depths of my flesh as I plunge deep inside of her yoni. I needed her so I can relieve each of my sexual… fixations. Kiss and hold her so sensually as my hands remap the curves of her beautiful deep melanin physique.

I gathered my things getting out the car and heading to the front door. I opened the door, only to have my nostril greeted upon entrance by a sweet and invigorating bouquet. My blood coursed through my veins like mighty river to every muscle in my body.

The room was dim by the soft glow of festive Christmas lights. The air was filled with sweet romantic music seeping from the second floor. As I made my way upstairs, moans could be slightly be heard mix in the slow tempo of the music. A tight feeling emitted from the lower part of my abdominal. I stood at the bedroom door as it was slightly ajar.

My eye’s caught sight of something so taboo. There she was in a tight black dress sitting at the foot of the large king size bed we shared for many nights together. Her head was thrown back in complete bliss, Nevaeh, my beautiful wife, and mother to my children were getting her pussy downright ate out by another man; not just any man but by her boss, Tyus wells.

I watched in utter silence as he dug his tongue deep into the honey pot. Nevaeh cooed and moaned in complete exhilaration her legs crossed behind his head as she tried to nourish him with every drop of her juices.

I could fill something simmering from the depths of my heart. An all too familiar emotion, I’ve been here before, we’ve been here before. Nevaeh vigorously rocked back and forth; she shot up and gave out a shrill of blissful gratification. She held tightly to the back of his head as she came down his throat.

As she started to come down from her orgasmic high; I busted into the room and before she could say anything my hand was around throat. Nevaeh looked into my eyes, Tyus just stepped back face paralyzed at what was happening before him at that moment. My tongue invaded the creases of her lips, her hands fiddled with my pants until she had my fully erect phallus cuffed in the soft palms of her hand.

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Amir Holloway aka DatGuy

I am a poet, writer, and self-published author of the new Anthology of poems and erotic shorts stories Sex with Luna. A big nerd, but hopeless romantic, I have spent most of my time reading while writing poetry and sensual shorts of my daily adventure in life! Currently, I am working on my first novel Rose Red, Snow White, that's heavily influenced by Zane and Stephen King (My two Favorite authors of all time).

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