Part 15 (1/2)
Baseem used every cry and movement against her; repeating each movement until her body quivered to be free from his grip. He then placed his warm, wet lips over her sticky pearl; sucking hard between lapping the juices from between her lips.
Simone groaned from the tips of her toes to the curve of her lips as she felt vibrations of heated pa.s.sion move through her body that she had never experienced before. Short, hot, breaths left her lips as she braced herself to release to him her center's sultry nectar. She squirmed from side to side as he pinned her in place; Simone inhaled deeply and let go.
”Oh, my G.o.d...” she cried out as her p.u.s.s.y submitted to his merciless tongue.
Baseem licked slowly as she twitched to his touch. ”Mmm...” he sighed, then flipped her over on her stomach. ”Lift up,” he commanded, getting in position to add some panty-wetting memories to her mental rolodex.
Simone pushed up on her knees and rested her head on the pillow. Baseem parted her b.u.t.t cheeks and licked easily around her wet opening.
”Ssss...baby,” she mumbled as he began to pleasure her p.u.s.s.y on a pedestal and praised it. Simone was on the edge once again as Baseem sucked, licked and nibbled her lips and c.l.i.t while giving her deep-finger thrust; tickling her secret spot within.
”I'm about to c.u.m, baby,” she panted; and as the words left her lips, her body gave in to his desire.
Baseem gripped her luscious cheeks in the palm of his hands and licked slowly up and down her sweet opening and the crack of her a.s.s, taking full advantage of the control she released to him. Simone twitched and let out a gut-wrenching cry. Clutching the pillow in her arms, she buried her face and screamed; her legs trembled beneath her as her p.u.s.s.y let go of years of yearning. Simone rested her body against the bed as Baseem eased her out of his grip.
Baseem got up off the bed, admiring the effect his head game had on her body. He wiped his face on a small towel and strapped up for the next level of his journey. Before getting back on the bed, he retrieved the baby oil gel from the bathroom then climbed up behind her.
”You good, baby?” he asked as he began to drizzle the oil on her skin.
”Yeesss...” Simone replied, closing her eyes and enjoying the moment as his strong hands glided along her body.
Baseem carefully ma.s.saged each body part relaxing all her muscles. Simone stretched her arms out and welcomed every touch. When Baseem got her to a point of total submission, he rested his body over hers and placed his thickness between her legs; parting them with his feet.
”Not from the back, Bas,” she became alarmed at the mere thought.
”Relax, ma. I got you, baby,” he comforted her as he positioned himself to enter her garden. Slowly, he pushed in; listening and responding to every moan she released and ignoring only the pleas for him to stop.
”Ahhh...not too deep, Bas,” Simone panted as he broke down her tightness one carefully unrestricted stroke at a time.
”Deep d.i.c.k is good d.i.c.k, baby; let daddy work this p.u.s.s.y for you, baby,” Baseem groaned as he fed her slippery inches deeper with every push. ”Close your feet at the ankle,” he ordered, putting his feet outside of hers when her p.u.s.s.y muscles snuggled around his d.i.c.k causing him to pick up speed.
Simone complied to his commands and received more levels of ecstasy as he circled and down stroked deeply with every thrust.
”Ahhh...you feel so good, baby. Make me c.u.m, Bas,” Simone let him have her every thought; she needed to make sure he could give her p.u.s.s.y every pleasure imaginable.
”s.h.i.+t...this is what daddy like right here,” Baseem let down his guard and began enjoying the feast that lay before him. He placed sensual kisses along her back; watching her fingers clench tightly to the sheets as he made up for lost time. ”I gotta feel this p.u.s.s.y,” Baseem moaned, pulling out.
”Get up on your knees, baby,” he ordered as he rolled off the plastic.
Simone got into position and jumped when his hands held her in place and his inches entered her raw.
”Bas, no.”
”Just a little bit, baby. Let me play in your wetness, baby,” he whispered, pulling her into him slowly.
”Bas, hurry,” she panted, looking over her shoulder at the pa.s.sion on his face as he watched his d.i.c.k slid in and out.
”I thought you wanted to c.u.m,” Baseem said as he searched for that spot that released the water.
”I do,” Simone muttered, turning her head and placing it in the pillow as she felt Baseem pleasing her spot.
”Let me make my p.u.s.s.y c.u.m, baby,” he distracted her mind with quick short strokes against her G.
”Yesss...” she cried out and rocked back into his push.
Baseem got a little excited and went in deep and hard; when he saw his d.i.c.k gloss up, he brought her back and forth into him again, ignoring her pleas.
Simone tried to bury her face, but Baseem s.n.a.t.c.hed the pillows and threw them on the floor.
”Nah, ma. I need to hear that s.h.i.+t,” Baseem handled her p.u.s.s.y like the beast that he was.
”Ba.s.ss...I'm c.u.mming...oh, my G.o.d!” she yelled out and reached back, grabbing his wrist to slow his stride.
”Move your hand baby and let that happen,” he said, punis.h.i.+ng her spot.
Simone again felt the currents move throughout her body; she took in a mouthful of air and released the pressure. Baseem slowed his stroke and dipped in and out of her liquid heat as she tried to recover. He thought about strapping up, but the p.u.s.s.y wouldn't allow him to stop. He pumped to the rhythm of her moans; holding her b.u.t.ter-soft skin between his fingers as he hit the p.u.s.s.y from the side.
”You all mine now, baby,” he taunted as his stride quickened. ”You gonna make daddy c.u.m?” he asked, not missing a stroke.
”Yesss...but you gotta strap up, Bas,” her lips responded, but her kitty was saying, you better not move.
Baseem pulled out and flipped her on her back; as he pushed back in, Simone dug her nails into his flesh.
”Baseem,” she pouted as he went in for his attack, ”Bas, be gentle,” she begged as she saw the hunger in his eyes.
Baseem looked down into her face at her humble request but he showed no mercy. He placed one leg over his shoulder and went in deep; her slippery lips welcomed every stroke. He ravished what was left of her; sucking her nipples and biting into the plumpness of her breast. Baseem moved his muscular frame and long thick d.i.c.k between her thighs, bringing them to the brink.
”Ssss...I'm about to come, baby; you want me stop?” Baseem asked tonguing her deeply.
Simone crumbled to his l.u.s.t as he found and pleasured her spot. They moaned and grinded their centers together as the heat suffocated the air around them. Baseem pushed in deep and released as she grinded close on his pole, stimulating her c.l.i.t against his pelvis until she let go right along with him. Baseem kept his mouth on hers and played with her tongue while she held him tight.
”I love you,” she moaned between kisses as a tear ran down the side of her face.
”I know,” he replied as he felt his d.i.c.k rocking back up.
”No, Bas,” she mumbled as she felt her p.u.s.s.y throbbing ”Haven't you realized by now I don't listen to no,” he said as he began to stoke.
Simone just closed her eyes and let him have whatever he wanted. She was rewarded with a long, thick d.i.c.k that could hit her spot repeatedly without question or instruction. She came and cried until he decided she was done. When Simone could no longer move, Baseem rolled over on his back, pulled her on top of him and covered her s.e.xy limp body.
”Bas, I can't,” she incoherently mumbled.
”I know. This is the position I want you in when you wake up,” he replied as he reached on the nightstand, grabbed a blunt and lit up. ”Rest up, ma. He ain't going to be playing when he wake up,” he warned, inhaling deeply.
”Well, what do you call what just happened?” she looked up at him with low eyes.
”Foreplay,” Baseem answered, blowing thick smoke into the air.
Simone felt her stomach drop. ”You are taking advantage of me,” she joked, resting her head on his chest.
”Yup, all weekend; and there is no one here to help you.”