Page 62 of Exit: Us
“The hottest it can get,” she said, and that response didn’t surprise me not even a little bit.
She was by the counter, going into her bag, looking for something. She took out the shower shoes and dropped them down on the floor. Once that was done, she removed the half up/ half down style that was in her hair, so that she could pull it all up into a ponytail. She sat a high bun on top of her head, and then immediately started stripping from her clothes.
I was over here doing the same thing. By the time all my clothes were off, my dick was standing, damn near touching the ceiling. I stood with my shower shoes on, and the shower door pulled back, waiting for her. Amina came over with her soaps, and loofah. She held those items in one hand. She did a sexy ass strut over to me, and her eyes were right on my dick. Once she was in front of me, she stood there, and with her free hand, she got a hold of that dick and slowly started stroking it.
“Fuck,” I couldn’t even hide that shit.
That’s how good it felt. Her hands were so soft too. She only stroked it for about ten seconds more, and then she let go. She stepped into the shower, while I grabbed my soaps, and wash cloth. I brought those things over, sat them down, and we stood under the shower head together, allowing the water to beat down on us.
Amina eventually wrapped her arms around my neck, while I towered over her, putting both hands on her ass. She didn’tgo for my lips to kiss. She went for my neck. She kissed, licked, and sucked. She did it so passionately, taking her time. I was standing up, biting my bottom lip, enjoying it. Her lips continued to go lower, kissing down my chest, sucking on my abs, and she dropped to her knees, and was face to face with that big dick.
We’ve been doing a lot of fuckin, but Amina hasn’t given me head yet. I knew she would do it when she was ready, and from the looks of things, she was ready tonight. I already knew the kind of time that she was on when she pulled her braids into that bun. I knew what was getting ready to go down, and that’s why my dick rose like that.
She planted her pretty hands on my firm thighs, and she reached for that dick with just her mouth. Lifted it up with her tongue, slowly eased it inside, and everything classy and ladylike about her went out of the window because she started deep throating my shit.
“Fuck. Damn, baby. Shit!” I cursed, putting one hand down, letting it go on the back of her head, and I was slowly pumping her head up, and down. She was keeping it wet, using a lot of spit, while she gave me this nasty ass head.
“Look up at me. Look me in my eyes, beautiful. You doing such a good job. I want to see your pretty ass face,” I groaned, looking down at her.
She followed what I told her to do, focusing her eyes on me, looking me deep in my eyes, as she continued to get nasty with the dick. She had me in this shower moaning, as she gave me just straight throat action. She didn’t use any hands, and that’s how I knew that she could suck dick for real. A lot of women tried to use hands, thinking that it would help the nut come faster, but Amina wasn’t doing that. She wanted to prove to me that she could make me nut just off her mouth alone.
“Hmmmmmm,” she moaned with the dick in her mouth, still going to work on that shit.
As much as I wanted the pleasure of standing here, watching her put in work to get this dick to spit up on her, I wanted to feel some pussy. I was desperate to feel inside of her, so I gave it about ten more seconds, until I reached down, picking her head up by placing it under her chin, and stood her up. It’s like she knew exactly what I wanted because she stood, quickly turned around, giving me her back, and she bent over, holding at her ankles.
Amina’s body was truly a work of art. I was standing behind all this chocolate, and it made me want to take a bite. My impulsive thoughts got the best of me because I did lean down, and I took two chunks out of her ass. That caused her to moan.
I stood up, came closer, put both hands on her waist, and I pushed all that dick in, giving her straight pressure. She moaned instantly, tensing up a little bit, while turning her head, so she could look me in my eyes.
“Geminiiiiii,” she moaned.
That shit literally made me weak to my knees when she would moan my name out like that. She would say that shit in a way like she was desperate for me. Desperate to feel me. Desperate to keep me inside of her. Desperate for me to stay exactly where I was, so that she could get her nut.
“Gemini, what? What happened?” I asked, removing a hand from her hip, so that I could place it on her ass, and slap her there.
When I did that, she trembled before me, but she kept the dick inside, while she threw her ass back, matching my strokes.
“Don’t stop…. Please don’t stop fuckin me. Pleaseeeee,” she moaned, staring up at me like she was possessed.
“I won’t. We about to have a time in this shower. I’m trying to get this pussy to cum at least six times in here. If you stillup for it, we can go a few more rounds on the counter,” I voiced, holding onto her waist tightly, stroking upwards because I needed to find her spot, and pound on it.
I did just that, getting the perfect angle, hitting that shit deep and quick. She couldn’t say shit. All she could do was keep her mouth open, looking at me in a state of shock, as she took that dick.
She never got the chance to announce to me that she was cumming. I only knew she did it because of the rush of juices that flew out of her, and the way her eyes were rolling in the back of her head.
This shit was just getting started, so I pulled her up to me by her arm. I had her stand up straight, but I kept the dick in her.
“What I told you about doing that? I thought I told you that I like the way that shit sounds when you tell me that you’re cumming,” I said it in an aggressive, yet loving kind of way.
Amina was breathing heavily, so she couldn’t even answer the question that I’d asked her. She was too busy trying to recover from the nut that she just busted.
Even through the heavy breathing that she was doing, trying to get her mind right, I squatted a little bit, and I was back to stroking her. The dick was deep in her because she had to reach back and put her hands on my wrist. When she pulled that move, I knew that was her way of trying to get me to ease up on the hold that I had on her waist, so that the strokes wouldn’t be as deep, but I did the complete opposite. I continued beating on her spot, doing it fast.
“Fuckkkkkkk…. Geminiiiii… babyyy… waittttt,” she cried out to me.
“We ain’t waiting for shit! Come on. Let’s go. Cum again,” I coached her, speeding it up a little bit.
“Shittttt….. I’m cummingggg…. Baby…. I’m cuminggggg,” she screeched, following directions this time, and letting me know that she was releasing.
