Surprise by @_MoneyBITCH

She watched the silver Benz pull off between blinds bent by her fingertips. She swallowed hard, nearly choking on the nerves and anxiety that swelled in her throat. When the car turned the corner, she pulled her top over her head and threw it on the floor, followed by her tight skinny jeans. She threw herself back on the bed and twisted herself up into various positions in anticipation of the night ahead. As she climbed onto all fours, her cell phone rang.

                “Hello?” she answered, out of breath.

                “Hey. I’m on South Highland. Where do I go from here?”

                “Straight to the light. Turn left on Montgomery.”

                She heard a heavy sigh. “Alright.” Click.

                She continued on with her preparation, slipping off her socks and re-lotioning up, topping it off with baby oil and a spritz of perfume. She walked around her condo spraying each room and hallway with warm vanilla sugar, then walked into the bathroom and put her hair up in a swoop. She layered on some red lipstick and decided she was ready for her lover’s visit.

                As if on cue, the doorbell rang. When she opened the door, her lover’s eyes widened in awe.

                “You… look…”

                She shut her up with a kiss. She wrapped her arms around her shoulders, her lover so tall she had to stand on tippy-toes to do so. She shuddered as her lover’s hands roamed her body. Just as things began to get heavy, she was peeled off and her lover stepped back.

                “Tracy… I just want to look at you for a minute, damn. You hoppin’ all on me and shit. You answer the door half naked and just pouncin’… can I see first? Damn!”

                Tracy blushed, turned around, and slowly made her way to the stairs. “Come on, T. Follow me.”

                T grabbed Tracy’s waiting hand and allowed her to lead her upstairs to the bedroom, where the lights were already dimmed. Tracy then dropped T’s hand in the doorway and sprawled out on the bed, waiting.

                T smiled. “Girl, you fiendin’ or something?”

                Tracy simply grinned and bit her lip. “Get undressed.” Truth was, Tracy was trying to get the show on the road before her girlfriend came back from her homeboy’s house. She was prepared for the night of passion ahead, but not for any rude surprises.

                T slowly pulled off her hoodie, her T-shirt, and then stepped out of her jeans. Tracy took it all in, her lover standing at the edge of her bed in her sports bra, boxers and socks, her caramel skin glowing in the dim light. She sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled T onto her with a kiss, grabbing her long black hair as she did. This made T breathe a little heavier, and Tracy knew there would be no more interruptions. Tracy let her lips cover every exposed part of T’s body, stopping at her collar bone to flicker her tongue over what seemed to be a sensitive area on T. She kissed on her neck, and when she bit her earlobe, she felt T’s hand reach for the clasp of her bra and unhook it.

                T broke the embrace to hold and cup each breast and kiss and suck on each nipple. Tracy threw her head back in ecstasy and attempted to wrap her legs around T, but T wouldn’t allow her. She pulled Tracy back up and then got on her knees, and began slowly pulling her panties down. Desire swelled in Tracy as T’s tongue went to work between her legs, moving up, down and around, with an occasional suck and a light bite in between. She finally allowed moans to escape as she reached down and scratched the shit out of T’s back and nibbled on her ear. When she felt an orgasm erupting, she held onto T’s hair and pulled as hard as she could. The moan that T let out turned her on so much, she couldn’t help but to grab onto the back of her head and shove it in deep. Her hips wiggled back and forth and she looked down to see T watching her. She just shoved her head in deeper and grinded harder. T grabbed onto her hips and pulled her down even further, assisting Tracy in the grinding, setting up a rhythm. Finally, Tracy couldn’t take it anymore and let out a long moan, collapsing back onto the bed.

                “Ohh, man, T,” she managed to get out. T wasn’t done, though. She continued to go at it, which Tracy, now sensitive couldn’t handle. She tried to twist herself into an escape, but T was holding her thighs hostage in a firm grip. Without control, Tracy’s entire body shuddered and she moaned in ecstasy as another orgasm took over. At this, T got up, wiped her mouth off, grabbed Tracy’s thighs and flipped her over.

                Tracy could do nothing but conform as T pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and commanded her to get on all fours. Tracy laughed as she remembered how she practiced this position earlier.

                “So something’s funny,” T said, in a voice so low it was almost a whisper.

                “No, noo,” Tracy responded still giggling.

                “Arch your back,” T commanded, ignoring Tracy’s laughter. Then she got back onto her knees and let her tongue slip inside her. Tracy moaned, the feeling that was taking over her completely unexpected. Her girlfriend didn’t do any of this shit, ever. This was what she needed. T palmed her ass and Tracy began working her hips again, moving so that she was basically fucking T’s tongue. Her moans grew louder and she began uttering T’s name when T slowly slipped her middle finger into her ass. Tracy froze and her moans stopped abruptly. She looked back at T, shocked.

                “Chill out, you’ll enjoy this,” T said nonchalantly, then started working her finger in and out slowly as she simultaneously tongue fucked Tracy.

                Tracy was quiet for a while as she got used to this new feeling. Finally, a moan escaped from between her lips. She liked it. Again, another position her girlfriend never exposed her to. She began to seriously reconsider her relationship. The feeling racing throughout Tracy’s body snapped her out of her thoughts. She was nearing another orgasm and she can feel it within every inch of her body. T felt her began to tremble and began working even harder and faster. “Come on, girl,” she commanded. At that, Tracy couldn’t hold it in anymore. She shuddered and screamed T’s name so loud, she was positive the next house over heard her.

                Again, T stood up and wiped her face off, a cocky smirk plastered to her face. Tracy rolled onto her back and gazed up at her, grinning.

                “You smiling like this is over,” T said and chuckled. She picked up her little North Face book bag and strolled into the master bathroom.

                Tracy watched her and then lay back on the bed, gazing up at the ceiling. She hadn’t even imagined having a night like this. She just thought she would get a quick fuck and dismiss the girl before her girlfriend came home. At that moment, she began to grow nervous. What time was it? It felt like they had been at it forever. Her girlfriend just went over to her homeboy’s house to play a couple rounds of Black Ops and smoke a couple blunts. It was quite possible she was on her way home. Tracy frantically looked at her wrist only to notice she didn’t have a watch on. Her heart beat faster, but she instantly relaxed when T stepped out the bathroom wearing a strap-on. She sat up and watched T slowly walk over to her.

                T pulled Tracy closer to her and pulled her in gently for a kiss. Tracy grew hotter with every second that their lips were touching. Just as Tracy reached up to pull T onto her, she heard the sound of a key slipping into the lock and the doorknob turning. She heard the door open, and then it close. Footsteps going into the kitchen, keys dropping onto the counter. She froze. T pulled away and looked at Tracy in puzzlement. Her face read “what the fuck?” and Tracy’s face read “I am so sorry”. The TV in the den turned on and then Tracy’s girlfriend’s voice: “Tracy! You ain’t start cooking girl?”