You Opened Your Legs Before I Opened My Heart

Sexy:

I exit her body and move to the side. No longer shielding her body, the water washes over her. As the water hits her face again and falls into her mouth, she turns her face to the side so that it will drain on its own. The only opening I'm concerned with is the one I just exited. I watch the water hit her breasts and stomach and I'm somewhat excited. The water falling into her cavern, still open from me exploring and stretching it, is what really excites me. I pull at myself as I watch the water cleanse the latex from her. Her breathing regulates and I pick her up from the floor. Like a new husband with his new bride, I carry her to further consummate this thing…this moment we're sharing.

Lain down on the comforter, she rolls over onto her stomach and rests with her arms outstretched. I stand at her feet admiring her body. I take the beauty of her body in with my eyes as she rests on the verge of unconsciousness. My eyes travel down the dip in her back and up the curve of her ass. I reach out and rub her hump, enjoying how soft she is. I step back and admire. My eyes walk down the crack of her ass and stop at the next. Her vagina sits there dripping. I'm not sure if the liquid left is water from the shower or her own natural lubricant. Either way it looks delicious. Anytime I can see it from the back, I have to know it in every way possible. The way it pokes out, it deserves to be known...to be loved on.

My chest lies across the back of her thighs as I grab the cheeks of her ass and squeeze them upward. I slide so near to her that my nose rests beneath her anus. I place my lips on hers and she jumps. I tongue her vagina as I search for her clit. I lick upward, but in this position I need to lick down to find it. Pulling her outer lips into my mouth as I work my way back down, gently nibbling the whole while, she grabs at the sheets as she moans and squirms. Jerking forward her lips escape mine. I let go of her ass and her cheeks fall on my face. I back up and lift her by the waist until she's lying on her knees and elbows. I go to her again, kissing the outer lips of her vagina before my tongue seeks a wetter, warmer refuge…deeper inside of her. I taste her bittersweet nectar that flows uncontrollably as I lick at her vagina's inner lips. I close my eyes so that my other senses may heighten. Like a snake, my tongue becomes my way of seeing. Like a snake, my tongue flickers violently, following those skinny lips down to her clit. I attack my prey. I lick and I pull at her stiffened clit as I rub and finger her opening. She prays as her legs shake and her body shudders while she grinds her love into my face. The sweet juice from her peach covers my nose and I inhale deeply, taking in her smell, her aphrodisiac. My manhood swells even more. I've breathed life back into her body. Now, it's time to kill her.

I take my mouth from her vagina and place my hand there instead. I let it sit. It takes two seconds for a small puddle to form in the palm of my hand. It's so nasty…so sexy. I take my nasty hand and raise it in the air. I bring it crashing back down where it lands with the sweetest sounding smack resonating from the cheek of her ass.

“Owww!” she yells, her body jumps like it's been shocked by a defibrillator. I love it.

Something else:

“There's nothing you can say, Meka. When a woman wants a title, but has none, and she's giving a man the benefits that a husband, or at least a boyfriend should receive…she loves that man more than she loves herself. If you get a disease, you're just as much to blame as him. Why sex with no commitment. Don't let any man kill you. Don't kill yourself?”

“Are you done yet? May I speak now?”

“You've got me all worked up over here. You don't have to play house with Lance. You can come and stay with me. Shit, I --“

“Let me speak. Don't get started on another speech. I'm not playing house with Lance. This is our arrangement. I'm not giving him the benefits without a title. Lance isn't my man and I'm not sleeping with him. I stopped having sex with him.”

She looks dumbfounded.“So you're telling me that he was trying to be your man again, and you cut the sex off?”

“Yes.”

“Well shit, that puts things in a whole different perspective. I would've left your ass too.”

“Candace!”

“I'm just saying. Let my man cut off the sex and watch how quickly I dismiss his ass. Why the hell did you do that?!”

“I did it because I DO love myself more than I love Lance. I did it because I told the Lord I was coming back to him…I slipped up once trying to satisfy Lance…putting him before myself. I wanted to show him I was sorry and I wanted to satisfy him. I enjoyed pleasing him and I enjoyed pleasing myself, but when it was over, I felt empty. I spoke to God and He told me I could have moments of lust or I could have a lifetime of love. It all depended on me. I knew then and there that I no longer wanted just moments of lust. I want a lifetime of love. I'll no longer sell myself short. I won't give away the benefits that my husband should receive without the title of wife.”