by
D. Tobereal
Just one of those evenings when you knew something was going to happen. I could feel it in my bones, it was coming....whatever IT was. After a long day at work, all I really looked forward to was a long hot shower, a good hot meal and some real down time to kick back and chill. Pulling up in my driveway, I spotted my friend Princess, standing in the doorway. I'd know her anywhere, with those eyes of fire, mesmerizing almost everyone she comes in contact with; not to mention a smile that literally absorbs you. Sleek and chiseled like that of a Feline cat, her physique is that of an Olympian runner, tight and right. Everything about her demands recognition and respect. We live miles apart but I'd given her my house key months ago, in case of an emergency or for whenever she came to town. Although, her visit (this time) is unexpected it is, nevertheless, always welcomed.

My fears are calmed when she informs that she'd taken the day off from work, was "bored" and simply wantedto surprise me by "cooking a special dinner for the two." Cook???..I respond. She smiles, giving me her "I'm tired of foolin with you" look; Princess never cooks. We've been friends for quite awhile and I'd never seen her somuch as boil an egg let alone cook a complete meal. She's one of a few Black "STR8T" women I know who readily admits that she's not a cook. Yet, something is smelling mighty good and I'm starving. Since the food is still simmering I decide to take a quick shower but before I can step one foot in the bathroom, Princess asks if she can take a shower "first." She's concerned that all of the grocery shopping and cooking activities has left her feeling "a little sweaty." Naturally, my answer is "Yes." She promises it won't take more than "20 minutes"....... My response, "Yeah right!" *s*

Anyway I proceed to remove my clothes and throw myself across the bed. It felt good just to unwind. Apparently I doze off because the next thing I know, Princess is standing over me, dripping wet from her shower, with only a thin white towel covering her mid section. When I try to raise up, she motions for me to lay back down. It's evening and I cannot help noticing her hair shimmering in the evening light, reflecting thru the window. Her hair is magnificent...it's thick, shoulder length and usually styled to perfection....but tonight it's wet!!  Her nails are always manicured and polished. She prides herself on being an original when it comes to almost anything, it's about being "unique." In a matter of a minute she's climbs into bed with me, which is normally no big deal. We've shared a bed before (many times), but for some reason, this time feels different. To make things worse, I'm a softstud and we had decided a long time ago to be "special" friends (no sex). For the first time since we'd known each other, a different vibe hangs heavy in the air so I turn my back to her fearing that if she lays any closer, our previous agreement will be null and void.

We both enjoy listening to R&B and smooth jazz and she must've taken the time to turn on the CD system prior to getting into bed. The music is mellow, the mood warm and now I'm beginning to feel "a little sweaty." I'm trying hard not to think the unthinkable, Princess is more than fly, she's fierce. Suddenly, two warm breasts are pressing against my bare back. Leaning slightly over my right shoulder while breathing in my ear, she whispers "Debbie, I'm still wet from my shower...can you feel it?" Taking a deep breath, I instinctively turn over to face her. I asked no questions as to why this is happening because "frankly my dear, I really don't give a d*mn."

My dominant tendencies prompt me to quickly assess and take command of the situation. The decision is made to give Princess what we'd both denied ourselves for so long. Our loins throb with desire for each other and in a matter of a few seconds I'm on top of her, softly kissing her lips and neck. Gradually my mouth find its way to her breast as my hands freely roam the entirety of her body. We kiss and kiss again, her legs slowly open...."wide open wide." The mood is hot and about to get hotter. Still wet from her shower and smelling of Victoria's Secret, I cannot and will not refuse this invitation to love her with all that is in me. Together, we ascend to some unknown place made just for us. Naked, we playfully wrestle with one another, jockeying for the top position which, by consent, will soon enough be mine. Her nature is raw and ready for mad love. Her nipples are firm and my mouth is once again full with her breast. My fingers stroke her erogenous zone as it beckons me to "come andtaste her nectar." Sweetly I kiss, caress and suck every inch of her. My teeth ever so gently tease and grip various pleasure spots on her body and MY MIND IS GONE!!!!!.

It quickly becomes a Jill Scott kind of evening as "love slipped from my lips, dripped down my chin and landedin [her] lap and us became brand new." Working my way down to her treasure, she moans as my tongue slowlybut decisively makes its way to her spot...."oooOOH, ooOOOHH, Debbie ....pleazzzz." With every thrust, she takes hold of my head, rubbing her fingers deeper thru my hair. Her moans increase as we tease, daring one another not to climax. She makes a feeble attempt to escape, ending up on her stomach. I kiss, lick and suck every inch of her caramel brown backside, from head to toe. By the time she turns over, her zone is swollen with passionate fever and our body heat is rising. Protruding out between her vaginal lips is the most beautiful piece of "jewel" I've ever seen...my tongue cannot wait to wrap itself around it. Finally I taste her, while inhaling her very essence....it's awesome. As nightfall descends,  we hardly notice how much we're sweating. The sweat drips and we are no longer ourselves but rather a combination of each other. I plunge myself deeper inside of her, she takes hold of my head, again running her fingers thru my hair. As the first several climaxes builds, she grips me tighter, pleading "Debbie pleazzzz.......don't stop.....pleazzz..... ooOOOHH...don't stop baby... oOOOHH!...OOOOHHH!!"

In the background, an acoustic base and percussion can be heard, keeping time with our body rhythm. She liftsher hips so that each cheek fits comfortably in my hands. Her zone now bulging, is as ripe and ready as any succulent fruit created by nature. Without prompting, she lifts her legs so that I can go where few have ventured before. Seeing her womanhood spread before me, my tongue experiences a momentary erection and then it beginsto dance. Although I'm excited with anticipation, the moment need not be rushed. Lovingly I start at her feet, allowingmy tongue to glide effortlessly up and down each leg. The drums keep playing as my tongue makes its way up each thigh. My hands are now engaged in various hide-and-go seek activities. She further becomes aroused when I continuously exhale my hot breath directly into her zone. She grabs the sheets and purrs like the Tigress she is. NOW is the time, we close our eyes and go there....wrapping my tongue around her magnificent "sally" my lips instinctively hold it in place as I repeatedly tongue stroke her." Our body movements increase in synchronizedrhythm. She grabs my head with both hands "oooOOHH yesss...Yes Debbie Yes, ....don't stop baby, right there...right there....oOOOHHH..... ooOOOOHH....." My tongue strokes harder, my hands tease...her legs are elevated high enough to let her river flow. My mouth rotates drinking every drop of her hot waters. Curtains disturbed by a warmbreeze begin to sway back and forth. The leaves on a Weeping Willow tree just outside my bedroom window makea soft crying sound.  

Near frenzied, Princess holds my head in place so that all of my energy is focused on hitting her "spot." Faster, harder, my tongue  strokes. Faster, harder her hips gyrates and the louder she pleads "Debbie don't stop...take itDebbieee ....pleazzz take it" There is a rising sound in the base and drum rhythm, ....I stroke harder, her zone now swollen to the max fills my mouth.....her river flows nonstop and my cup runneth over.....sweat pours and we climb higher ..... "ooOOOHH.... ooOOOHHH Debbie, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME???".....I never had it like this." Our breathing intensifies...I feel a rush, we go higher ..."ooOOOOHHH" percussions are beating, our hearts pound "oooOOOOHHH .....Debbieee..... Don't Stop.....Pleazzz Debbie.......Don't Stop....Right There..... Yesss.....Yes Debbie Yesss....Yessssss... ooOOOOHHHH... ooOOOOOOHHH..... ooOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!! Reaching our pinnacle, the music crescendos and in an instant, Princess raises both of her hands high over her head, every muscle locks as electricity races thru every nerve in her body. Climaxing, she is a Tigress purring "reoOOWW....reoOOWW." and the walls testify as to what they've just witnessed. Suddenly, the room falls silentand exhausted, we collapse into each other.

"Debbie...Debbie wake up....I'm finished, you can take your shower now." I was in a daze as I awoke to a startling revelation..."wha...how long have I been sleep?" Princess replied "hmmm about 25 minutes, ....I told you it wouldn'ttake me long."  Reality check,  "25 minutes?...you mean I've been sleep all this time?" "Yes, Ms. Debbie, you were sleep....now take your shower so I can feed you...dinner is ready" Pausing a moment and in a state of total shock, inside I scream "YOU MEAN IT WAS ALL A FREAKIN DREAM????!!! Yes indeed, it was all a freakin dream. Our special friendship remains still in tack, NO agreement has been violated. I'm thinking, "I... AM... TOO... THROUGH!!!! She winks at me while going into another room to dress and I hear her say...."I'm still wet from my shower."

The End...perhaps *S*

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