Among the smoke and fog of a July morning, the crave to get leg turned into an addiction for early morning sex; you know how these cold mornings turn your mind into a den of evil and sexual thoughts. Fantasies become a norm, you think of all the things you might do to a lady if she lay right there with you, how you would slowly pull of her panties as you pat sensual kisses on her lips with a warm breath you would make her start moaning, you think of how you would tease her nipples with a little pinch and a crazy suck, how you would go between her thighs and your morning cold disappears instantly as the warmth between is quite enormous, but all these and many more that are now running through your mind right now are simply fantasies.
As my morning fantasies set in, I heard a knock on my door, for a moment, I thought Jesus was visiting, I dropped on my rob (I don’t actually have one, but I own a very large shirt that I use as such). So I walk to the door expecting nothing, but before I could open the door, I bent over and looked through the key hole. Thing is, I haven’t yet paid rent and my landlord is an early riser. On peeping through, I see a red sweater, and then I knew it was a lady, but I didn’t rush to open either, what if she had come to tell me she was pregnant, so I faked one of those boondocks voices and said, “Who is it?” “Beatrice,” came the answer, I quickly opened the door without hesitation.
Beatrice was my neighbour who shared a few fantasies as I, often times, we sext and make each other horny, but had never actually done it, the previous night, while I was high on loneliness, I told her of how bad the morning cold affects me, and now here she was.
Beatrice, walked through my door with a devilish gaze, then I knew, my morning had been blessed. She was dressed in a long red sweater, panty-less round bottom, with no bra but just a sweater and silver flat shoes.(S/O to whoever brought up no panty day). When she got into my bedroom, she got her sweater off, and from where I was standing, I could see her whole. This brown skinned ankole babe, with blood gorged ruby lips, avocado boobs and a vast round bottom, signalled me to come over, I could feel the warmth in me boil, machete rioted through the rob and got visible, on seeing this, she bit her lip and a smile formed on my face.
By the time I got to where the bed was, I was already naked and machete dressed, mingling beneath the sheets was my recent specialty, morning sex was my week’s tale. Sweet as honey or even better is how Beatrice tasted, her boobs where warm and her nipples hard, between her thighs was boiling warm and the warmth we both produced was what we needed for the week. As I played with her nipples, I slowly started moving down stairs, placing kisses all along the way, then I got between her warm thighs, placing kisses all over and before I got to my destination, babe was already moaning, I reached her Clitoris and placed a kiss there, pushed my finger through her pot and did a lift as I leaked on her clitoris, this is something I don’t often do but her goading got me trying it, perhaps the Clitoris tease covered up the foreplay, by the time I was done, she simply said “I want you in me.”
I got below and she got on top of me, one two three my machete was in a warm place, the warmth pulsated through my whole body and officially, I was on Mars or rather, Mars was on top of me, all of a sudden, I felt the urge to take lead and on Top I was, but before I knew it, I had made her bend over so we could do the doggy, all this while, she was calling me names, I could feel her heart palpitation, and as couple, we let off oppressive heat & humidity. As I was hitting it hard, she let it out before I could, she was Cumming and I slowly reduced pace, I turned her over and got on top of her, dripping mingled sweat and moans, my regal black body was now beside this beauty on a cold Monday morning, and I was late for work, I got out of bed and told her, “ you can stay for the night Beatrice, but in case you are leaving, lock the door and I will get my key at yours”. Hope you know what that means, till next time, I remain yours Kyehuba.
