by
M.A.O Brown
I hung up the phone out of breath. I was panting like I just finished running a marathon and my pussy was soaking wet. My heart was fluttering, and the mound between my legs was throbbing like an overactive pulse. I needed her bad. I wished that I could have rolled over on my bed right into her arms - her, being the woman of my dreams - instead of hugging cold, lonely sheets until I finally fell asleep. But she lived miles away and I knew it would be a long time before I could have her all to myself in the flesh. Gripping my sheets tight, and burying my head into the pillow like it was her left breast, Mr. Sand Man came to take me away.

I opened my eyes and there she was right next to me. My right leg was spread across hers and I lay on my stomach, and my arms were holding her tight. Her soft hands were caressing me as she placed gentle kisses on my forehead. It felt so good to be in her arms. I inched my petite frame up her body, my head moving from her chest to her neck. I needed something to nibble on. So after quietly whispering to her, "I love you, Ma." I placed tender kisses along her neckline. She let out little moans that let me know she enjoyed the tongue-play, so I lightly placed my hand on her chin and moved her face in the perfect position to receive a kiss.

She had fun chasing my tongue ring as it moved around inside her mouth, trying to catch it between her teeth to hold me captive to her mouth. My hands were slowly moving up her body, from the tummy to the tit as I thought to myself, "she has a hard outer shell, but the inside is soft and chewy, just the way I like it." As our lips stayed locked, and our tongues wrestled one another, her hands were sliding up and down my body. They finally made their way between my legs and when she felt how wet she made me, she let out a little moan of satisfaction as we kissed.

Using her fingers to part my lips she began to fondle my clit. I didn't want to stop kissing her but I couldn't keep my mouth shut. She had me screaming out, "Oh Baby!" and we were just getting started. I repositioned myself so I could straddle her body as she eased two fingers inside me. My lips went automatically for her neck again, but slowly made their way down to her breasts. They were perfect - not too big and droopy, not too small and grape-like. Her skin was so soft that I felt like I was running my hands over a silk blouse and not my sexy lady.

Since I know chocolate was made to melt in the mouth and not the hand I cup her right breast in my hand, tease her nipple to make it just right, then wrap my lips around it like a baby bottle and let it melt away. Her nipple gets harder the moment it finds itself between my lips, as my tongue makes circles around it and it gets tickled by my tongue ring. My clit gets harder the moment she inserts finger #3 into my pussy and if she hadn't been feeding me with that perfectly shaped C-cup, I'm afraid I would have awaken the neighbors with enough screaming to make them want to call the cops.

She wraps her hands around my size 22 waist and slowly pushes my body up. Without saying a word, she moves me all the way up until I'm sitting on her face. With the first stroke of her warm, wet tongue my body wants to explode. She alternates between licking slow and licking fast; between playing with my clit, or sliding her tongue in my hole. By this time I'm holding onto the backboard with one hand, beating on the wall with the other and screaming out her name loud enough for the world to hear. My legs are quivering, my body is shaking, and I'm breathing out of control when all of a sudden the phone rings. I look up, not wanting to be interrupted at all, and as soon as I reach for the phone she's gone. I blinked a few times to make sure I was awake. Staring at the empty space in my bed I let out, "Damn, it was just a dream."

THE END

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