Was It A One Night Stand

Her tweet started simply:

 indigofire: I need some ice.

 My response: @indigofire Are you hot or is ur body hot?

indigofire: Both, I'm super freakin horny (she responds immediately)

Bingo, let's take this conversation to direct message, because I don't know if she's got a significant other floating around twitter. Although, I really don't care because I already have her attention. I couldn't help myself, something told me to inquire a little bit more. Indigo fire was a beautiful red bone that had already piqued my curiosity.

My response: Mmmm....let me ask u a question. Penetration or no? (I was doing a heat check, seeing how far I can go.)

indigofire: Don't really care for it

My response: Hmmm....how about I cool u off...wait, I don’t want to step on anyones toes, are you attached.

indigofire: nope I'm very single

My response: Cum over, I have something in store for you.

indigofire: Ok, I’m game. I'll be right there.

She enters my apartment, which is a loft with views of the San Francisco Bay. I have smooth and sexy R&B playing softly throughout. She walks over to the Windows to take in the breathtaking views. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her and start dancing, slowly, with her. She is beautiful, Her light, golden Brown complexion is luminous in the candlelight. She is tiny, about 5’1”, but thick and voluptuous in her thighs, asss and hips just like I like it. Her shoulder length, dark Brown hair is pulled back into a tight bun accenting her beautiful face. She’s pierced and tatted, tastefully, but definitely all femme. She’s wearing a deep red colored dress that accents the warm red undertones in her skin. Her shoes are a strappy heel with the straps crisss crossing her ankles almost up to her calves. She turns and smiles up at me as if to say, do you like? I smile back in appreciation and spin her around so her back is to me. I pull her into me, molding her body to mine. We sway slowly to the rhythm of the music. I begin running my hands up and down the contours of her body. She leans back further, sighing, and beginning to purr her like.

indigofire: Hmmm I like that...

My response: Since you are hot, let’s get you out of these clothes.

I begin to slowly peel her dress off of her shoulders, kissing the exposed flesh that I reveal. She expresses her satisfaction through murmurs of encouragement and by pushing her ass back into me. I drop her dress to the ground, kissing down her back across her waist, hips, back of her thighs and calves. She steps out of her dress and turns and looks at me. She is not wearing any undergarments, but I didnt expect any. Our discussion left no question about what this night would be about. I remain on my knees and admire her beautiful body momentarily when she attempts to kick off her 4” heels. I stop her.

My response: Keep them on.

indigofire: Why, do I have to keep them on.

My response: Don’t ask me any questions, just follow my instructions.

I say as I pull her towards me and bury my face into her pussy, inhaling the essence of her core. Her hot sex is oozing her desire causing her pussy lips to glisten and sparkle in the candle light. I move slowly up the front of her body, kissing and nipping at her flesh. I arrive at her luscious breasts to find, to my surprise and delight, that both nipples are pierced. I suck each one into my mouth, flicking and teasing the pierced nipple with my tongue.

indigofire: OMG, mmmm….

I spend a little time with her breasts and nipples before I travel back down her body. She is writhing and swaying with pleasure as i tease her body with my mouth. As I reach her center, once again, I spread her legs apart and massage her inner thighs.

indigofire: *moans* and *licks lips*

I place her right leg over my left shoulder and place my mouth on her hot sex. Her pussy is blazing hot , her sticky néctar, coating my lips and tongue. She immediately thrusts her body towards me. I hook my hands underneath her ass and steady her by placing my other hand onto her back. With little effort, thanks to her small frame, I stand up which lifts her onto my shoulders. She wraps her legs around my neck and slides her fingers into my hair.

indigofire: Oh shit. Mmmmm…

I immediately begin to devour her pretty pussy. I licked her lips first, then parted her lips and slipped my tongue deep into her pussy, sliding it in and out like a mini dick. I allowed my tongue to trace the inside of her pussy, tantalizing her body with every stroke. She moaned and writhed on my shoulders indicating her pleasure and urging me on to assist her in quenching her internal fire. As I escorted her into orgasm, i walked over to the couch. I knew that I would not be able to hold her once her orgasm kicked in and I was correct. As soon as her body started to feel the throes of the orgasm, she threw her body backwards which flung her from my shoulders and onto the couch waiting below.

indigofire: Oh my god, this feels so fucking good. What are you doing to me?

I climb onto the couch and continue my oral assault on her pussy. I grip her clit with my lips and began sucking on it which enhances her orgasm and keeps the waves of pleasure pulsating through her body. She begins to thrust so hard at my face that I have to grasp her hips to control her and prevent injury to me.

indigofire: I can’t stop cumming. Oh shit. Oh God…

I release my lips from her clit which instantly reduces the intensity of her orgasm. I continue to softly lick her pussy and kiss her thighs until her orgasm subsides. She smiles at me weakly.

indigofire: Damn, baby.

I stand, kiss her on the forehead, and retrieve her dress. I dress her slowly, admiring the sexy curve of her body. I think to myself, damn, this girl is fine. After dressing her, I kiss her softly on the lips, grasp her elbow and escort her to the door. She didn’t say a word cuz she knew what this was all about.

indigofire: LOL! Damn that was cold.

My response: It was a one night stand. Once the getting was done, there was no point in sticking around. My only question is: did you cum?

indigofire: *blushing* Yes.

My response: Are you still hot?

indigofire: *blushing harder* No.

My response: That’s what’s up. I have to run, babygirl. Don’t be a stranger on here. LOL!

indigofire: I won’t. TTYL.

My response: TTYL.

~Signs off of Twitter.~

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Orgasm Collector

Daydreaming about wet pussy 

in the midst of mocha colored thighs,

sounds of ecstasy as she invites me to dine,

or devour her succulent sighs

Slide my tongue inside,

deep, 

deep as I can go,

caressing her walls,

hitting her spot until I reach her soul…

I close my eyes & rejoice.

Open my eyes to chocolate mountains

with hershey kiss peaks,

 I must hike a trail created by my tongue

across her body to suckle at her teats...

Suck, massage, nibble, bite, lick, caress…

I spend equal time with each one

so the other doesn't get jealous.

Kisses her softly, nibble on bottom lip,

kisses ear,

along her neck,

grinds between hips.

The melody of her pleasure fills my ears.

Two fingers in,

checking her temperature,

she's hot & ready,

I buckle up for this adventure..

Run the tip along her lips

& watch her body rise to meet me,

she opens wide,

beckoning me inside,

I oblige sliding in balls deep.

Out & in, long firm strokes,

she dances to my rhythm,

accompanied by staccato breathing & deep bass moans...

I stroke she rides, headed 4 home

I love the sweetness of missionary,

face 2 face, chest 2 chest,

I can kiss her lips & suck on her breasts.

But sometimes... 

I just want 2 fuck.

Let's change places, 

me on the bottom, you on the top,

ride lil cow girl,

don't even think we are going to stop...

 any time soon.

Against the wall, on your knees.

Stroking that pussy, to your chorus of "please".

Ass in the air, head to the floor,

glass dick in her ass..

She's screaming for more.

Double penetration

has her speaking in tongues.

An out of body experience

as her orgasm comes..

She jumps over the cliff

into an orgasmic abyss,

floating on clouds of pure pleasure.

I pull out & wrap my lips around her clit...

Suck her off,

one last time,

don't want her orgasm to end,

I want to penetrate her mind.

Tongue swirls around & slides in.

Lips suck, I win

She blasts off once again,

muscles strain, hands clench,

she vocalizes her pleasure,

I'm satisfied

cuz I collected 5.

Just call me the orgasm collector.


Written by Phoenix Rising (@a_risingphoenix)  (c) 2011 

Every Day Should Be Valentine's Day

Every Day Should Be Valentine's Day

Tristan walked into the all-white party with lust in her heart and a mind stuck on conquering the first young tender that piqued her interest. Tristan was a very pretty, caramel colored woman with full sexy lips; big, slightly slanted, piercing gray eyes, and shoulder length, brown locs with blonde highlights. Her beauty was disarming as Tristan was a very aggressive, very masculine stud. She stood about 5'10" tall and boasted a strong but slightly curvy physique. Tristan was a knockout and she knew it.

Upon entering the club, she met up with her homies who were also good looking in their own right. They were affectionately called The Crew and stood out from the average party goer due to their above average good looks and sense of style. The Crew was posted up in their usual spot near the dance floor adjacent to the bar where they could see their next victims enter and exit the club. As soon as Tristan posted up with a drink, in walked Valentine and her girls.

Valentine was a 5'6", mocha colored, very feminine woman. She was beautiful and very curvy with an ample swell to her breasts. She had full luscious lips and big, warm, beautiful, brown eyes that held a glint of mischief if you took a closer look. As Valentine and her girls breezed by the crew she made eye contact with Tristan. Tristan gave her a casual half smile half smirk that shot straight to Valentine's pussy causing her clit to jump and throb. Valentine stopped dead in her tracks, staring at Tristan. One of her girls saw her with her mouth ajar and snatched her arm, "Girl, that's The Crew. They break hearts.  You don't want it with them."

But it was too late, Valentine was smitten. Throughout the night she stole furtive glances at Tristan whose laser gray eyes would catch her each time and activate her pussy once again. Valentine made up her mind, she was going to meet Tristan if it was the last thing she did. After a few shots of liquid courage disguised as Patron, she made her move. Valentine walked over to Tristan to introduce herself.

"Hi, my name is Valentine," then she licked her lips and ran the finger tip of her right index finger lightly along the exposed skin of Tristan's chest above her V-neck shirt.

Tristan's sexy smirk never changed but her thought processes did. Valentine's touch was like an electric current pulsing through her body. Her body was on fire and she wanted to quench that fire in Valentine. Had she met her match?

Instead, Tristan drawled in a controlled, sexy baritone, "Baby girl, the pleasure is all mine."

Before she could think twice, Valentine stepped in close and whispered in Tristan's ear, "I want you to fuck me." She immediately turned and walked away in the direction of the bathrooms and away from the dance floor.

Tristan couldn't believe what she just heard. Her body was aflame and the source of that flame just invited her to feast on her succulent sex. For a brief second, a flash of fear coursed through her body, again, have I met my match?

Tristan's supreme confidence kicked in and the moment of fear was gone. She turned to the homies who hadn't taken notice of the interaction between Tristan and Valentine and informed them she would be right back then headed in the direction that Valentine disappeared in.

As Tristan walked past the dark stairwell to the upper level of the night club, which was closed tonight, she felt a hand grab her arm and pull her towards the curtain that blocked the stairwell. It was Valentine, standing behind the curtain, desire plastered across her face. Tristan stepped right up to her pressed her body into Valentine's then kissed her hard across the lips, forcing her tongue into Valentine's mouth. Valentine melted at the contact and her nectar immediately began to leak down her leg, but she returned Tristan's kiss with a hunger and fervor that matched her desire.

Tristan broke the kiss, grabbed Valentine's hand and ushered her up the stairs and onto the 2nd level, rooftop dance area. The dance floor here was raised and solid glass allowing you to see the dance floor below on the lower level. Tristan lifted Valentine onto the raised dance floor and began kissing her hard again. Valentine kissed Tristan back and allowed her hands to roam free along Tristan's back and into her locs.

Tristan broke the kiss and looked Valentine in the eyes as she slowly lifted Valentine's dress over her head. Tristan inhaled sharply as she viewed Valentine's stunning physique back lit by the lights from the party below. Valentine's brown skin looked like it glowed from within. Her full breasts sat high and proud above a flat, smooth stomach. Valentine was wearing no underwear so she was completely naked. Her thick juicy thighs were a luscious invitation to her beautifully manicured pussy.

Tristan released a low growl dripping in desire and began devouring Valentine's chocolate nipples. She sucked on Valentine's breasts alternately and nibbled on her nipples. Valentine moaned and arched her body towards Tristan, craving the release she knew was soon to come. Valentine's pussy was dripping wet and the scent of her essence served to fuel Tristan's primal desires. As Tristan licked and sucked her breasts, she slid two fingers into Valentine's molten core. Valentine immediately began thrusting her body against Tristan's hand. Tristan worked her fingers in and out of Valentine's pussy, twisting them as she went in and curving them and sliding them across the top wall of Valentine’s pussy as she withdrew them out, quickly discovering Valentine's g spot. Tristan's hot mouth and strong hands had Valentine about to erupt. Tristan was skilled in female pleasure and knew from feeling the contours of Valentine's pussy that she would be able to put the strap she wore to good use, but she would work her way up to that.

Valentine could not only believe that she was butt naked on the rooftop of a club, but that she was having the most amazing sex with the finest stud she had ever laid eyes on, on the rooftop of that same club. However, she didn't have time to really think about it much because Tristan was tapping her spot and hurdling her directly into orgasm. As the orgasm took hold, Valentine cried out in ecstasy at the top of her lungs. She knew that the music pumping in the club below would cover her cries so she let go with reckless abandon. Just as she thought the feeling could get no better, she felt Tristan push her back until she was laying flat then felt the most amazing sensation as Tristan's hot mouth found her female treasure.

Tristan first sucked on Valentine's pussy, drawing her lips into her mouth then releasing them slowly. Then Tristan ran her tongue from the bottom to the top of Valentine's pussy. Valentine was writhing and moaning and arching her pussy towards Tristan, inviting Tristan to take it all. Tristan teased Valentine's pussy, swirling her tongue along the length, around the vaginal canal, and lightly over her clit. She would slide her tongue all the way into Valentine's pussy, then swirl it around the outside. She continued this teasing over and over again and only varied the tempo and pressure. This was driving Valentine crazy and held her hostage at the edge of another orgasm. As she moaned and writhed, moving her head from side to side, she caught a glimpse of the dance floor below and had a fleeting thought.

I wonder if the people below can see us.

The thought was fleeting because as she thought it, Tristan changed tactics and began sucking on her clit which hurled her over the edge into an orgasmic abyss. Her upper body came off the floor and she cried out from deep in her belly. "Oh my fucking God!" She chanted over and over again as she bucked her hips and her body spasmed in orgasmic pleasure. Before she could recover, Tristan dropped her pants, grabbed Valentines ankles, raised them in the air and expertly slid her cyberskin dick deep into Valentine's hot, wet pussy. Valentine's face registered pleasurable shock as Tristan's dick filled up her pussy. Tristan began to deep stroke Valentine's pussy with long hard strokes. Once inside Valentine's pussy, Tristan brought both of Valentines legs together and placed them both over her left shoulder, where she held them with one hand. This positioned Valentine slightly on her right intensifying her pleasure and allowing Tristan to hit all of Valentine's "spots" along her sugar walls. Valentine continued to cry out as her body became one giant nerve ending. Just as she started to get used to the pleasurable fucking she was receiving, Tristan pulled out and spun her onto her knees, placing both of them onto the dance floor.

At this point Tristan realized that she could see the party goers below and they could probably see them but she was too overcome with desire to care. She settled Valentine on her knees, head down, ass up, and drove her dick back into Valentine's pussy. Tristan slammed her dick in and out of Valentine's pussy like a piece of fine machinery. Tristan's stroke was firm, long and true. She watched Valentine's pussy suck in her dick and release it back to her upon every stroke with a satisfied smacking sound. Valentine's pussy was hot, wet and inviting and Valentine was tossing it back willingly to Tristan.

As another orgasm began to build in Valentine, she started to flatten out and move her body away from the pleasurable assault. Tristan reached around Valentine's hips with one strong hand and lifted her body back up to accommodate her stroke. Valentine's body was heading into a pleasurable direction that was unfamiliar territory to her and she began to try to break free from Tristan's embrace with a wild look in her eye. Tristan held her firmly in place then reached down and turned Valentine's face so they were staring into one another's eyes, which served to reassure Valentine that she was okay.

The wild eyed look slipped away replaced by pure desire. Valentine was again walking the tightrope to orgasmic pleasure. Tristan held Valentine's gaze as she continued to drill Valentine's pussy mercilessly. Valentine's pussy slapped, smacked, and clapped in time with each stroke. Tristan slid the hand under Valentine's hips down to Valentine's clit and began squeezing it gently and rubbing it softly. It was the straw that unleashed the flood gates of Valentine's pleasure. Valentine released an earth shattering howl from deep in her belly as her orgasm ripped through her body sending electric currents and spasms from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Her body shook and writhed violently as the giant orgasm engulfed her body.

Simultaneously, Tristan's body exploded in orgasm which caused her to lock her arms tightly around Valentine's hips. As their bodies rode their respective orgasms, they collapsed flat onto the glass dance floor, although at this point neither of them cared if they were seen. Once their bodies settled down, Tristan gently pulled out of Valentine's pussy which caused a small orgasmic aftershock to pierce through her body. She wiped her dick with a handkerchief, tucked it back into her boxers and pulled up her pants. She grabbed Valentine's dress and helped her into it. It was obvious that Valentine was feeling a little self conscious now, as she kept her head down, wrapped her arms around her body and was silent.

Tristan gently lifted Valentine's chin until Valentine raised her eyes to Tristan. Tristan gently, but passionately kissed Valentine until she unwrapped her arms from her body and visibly relaxed. Tristan grabbed Valentine's hand and escorted her off of the roof. Once down the stairs, they both entered the bathroom to freshen up. Valentine fully expected Tristan to be gone when she finished, but was pleasantly surprised to find Tristan standing outside of the bathroom waiting for her with a drink for Valentine in her hand. Valentine exhaled, took a long swallow from the drink and took Tristan's extended hand. They walked back into the party, hand in hand, and over to where The Crew was posted. Tristan introduced Valentine to her friends and they gave Tristan a hard time about being gone for so long.

Just then Valentine's friends came rushing over to her and exclaimed, "Girl where you been? You missed it. Somebody got fucked good on the roof. We watched the whole thing but couldn't make out who it was. I'm sure they gone by now. Did you see it?"

Valentine turned to Tristan with a stricken look on her face. Tristan just flashed her heart melting smile and introduced herself to Valentine's friends, then introduced them to The Crew.  The Crew captured the girls attention and removed it from the sexual liaison that they had witnessed. As both groups mingled and got to know each other, Tristan pulled Valentine into her arms and kissed her softly on the forehead, then whispered in Valentine's ear,

"My name is Tristan Veracruz. Would u like to go on a date with me?"

Valentine blushed hard and with a smile so big it threatened to break her face, she nodded yes and rested her head against Tristan's chest with a sigh of relief.

Written by Phoenix Rising (@a_risingphoenix)  (c) 2010

Late Night Snack...

I lay beside her trying my hardest to fall asleep. The fan blew a wave of coolness over our bodies; only a thin sheet covering our nakedness. My heart raced as I ached for her touch. With my head rested on her chest, I closed my eyes and became completely engrossed in the beat of her heart. It only made mine thump harder. I allowed my hand to roam, grazing her stomach, and then her breasts. My breaths became heavier. I touched her softly and lightly and noticed her chest begin to heave. She tilted her head down to look at me. The only light illuminating us was offered from an alarm clock on the nightstand. I looked back up at her; the silhouette of her face sparked an electric desire throughout my body. I wanted her. She very slowly leaned in for a kiss, and our lips played hard to get for a moment. It felt like those few seconds right before a first kiss. Unable to withstand it any longer, we allowed our tongues to speak. She positioned her body over mine and caressed me on her way down to my throbbing center. She found me already wet and ready for her. She began massaging my swollen clit with her fingers. My body responded. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly as she stimulated my core skillfully. I whispered, “I love you,” over and over again in her ear. It was the single emotion that flooded every part of my being. There was an overwhelming sense of security that enhanced our passion as she took care of me like only she could. I could feel my skin become flushed, my insides warm. A rush of intense energy forming deep within me; my eruption was on the horizon. It rose like a glorious sunset and I exploded violently, like a dormant volcano. My body convulsed, but she held me and remained consistent with her strokes until my body went limp. She continued to hold me throughout the serious of aftershocks that followed. I placed her hand on my heart, that was pounding in my chest, so she could feel the indescribable excitement she caused. Satisfied but hungry now, I climbed on top of her. I hovered over her on all fours and kissed her lips before making my way between her thighs. She smelled so good and I couldn’t wait any longer to taste her. After circling my tongue around her inner thighs for longer than I could stand, I surrendered and quenched my thirst. I took her in my mouth. I made out with her pussy. I kissed and sucked it passionately, swallowing her juices; lapping them up like a parched kitty. I gripped her and buried my face as deep as possible, suckling on her clit just how she likes it. Her moans were melodic and in sync with my tongue strokes. I wanted her to release into me. I began moving my tongue erratically around her clit causing her to push herself into me. I sucked harder and faster. Her moans became louder and she whispered, “I am going to come.” I kept my stride and felt her muscles tense. Her body stiffened and she held onto my face; thrusting herself into me. She let out a series of grunts as she fucked my face and came. She poured herself into me, and I swallowed her happily. Her body depleted, fell relaxed on the bed. I crawled beside her and we took a moment to catch our breaths. We kissed and confessed our love for one another before falling into a deep and blissful slumber.

Break Up to Make Up

*** "Fuck you, Yo," she screamed as she rushed out the door. Without hesitation, I was in close pursuit.

"But Nic, I swear to God it wasn't like that!" She stopped in her tracks and turned to me. The look in her eyes was cold. In all my years of knowing her, I'd never ever seen that look in her eyes.

"What the fuck was it then? Huh?" I guess that question was rhetorical because she gave me no time to answer. "You laid up in my house. No, wait…our house wit some lame ass nigga, and the only thing you can tell me is it wasn't like that!" Once again, she gave me no time to give her any type of reply, and she began to walk away from me. As she made her way to her truck, she began to throw words at me that were just as cold as her stare. "I took you away from the bullshit. I did! I brought you here so you could be happy. So we could be happy together, and this is how you muthafuckin repay me?" By the time she finished her sentence she had reached her truck and so had I. I reached out to touch her,

"But Baby, I swear to you." Before I could finish, she jerked away from me.

"Get the fuck off me. Go run back in there to yo bitch. I'm out." My body froze. I felt hot and cold all at the same time. I just knew in my mind that this all was a dream, and I was going to wake up and we would be in our bed holding one another. When I spoke, the feeling and the reality only got worse.

"What you mean you out?"

"Dis crib and ya life, Mama. Looks like you doing good without me." My heart stopped. My lungs were now contracting and relaxing inside my throat, and endless tears were falling from my face and onto the pavement beneath me. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. All I could do was watch as the only thing I had in this world drove away without me in hers.

*** Nicole and I have been together for almost seven years now. We would actually make seven years in two days. We met both straight out of high school, but we were deeply in love. We were from two very different worlds, but that didn't discourage her one bit. It only motivated her to love me more, and intrigued her enough to want to learn as much about me there was to know. When things got bad, she was there. When things got worse, she saved me. When it was time for her to go to college, she took me with her. She made sure I had a roof over my head, food in my mouth, and anything else I needed until I got on my own two feet, and even then, she made sure I would want for nothing. Nicole was my angel, my savior, my…everything, and I wouldn't think of putting anyone but God before her. It pained every inch of me to know that I had lost her because I had been so careless, and not even in a bad way. It also pained me to know that she believed I would hurt her in any way.

*** When we first moved into the complex, our first friendly neighbor was a nice looking young stud from the building across from us named Shy. She had seen us unloading our things the day we moved in, and instead of watching, she opted to lend a hand. From then on, she was a much-needed friend in a new place for the both of us. We all spent a lot of time together, but when school started for Nicole, it quickly became just Shy and me. From the outside looking in, Shy and I did spend too much time together. In my mind, it was innocent, but Shy had other plans.

*** Shy and I had been together the whole day. If I wasn't working, I was anxiously awaiting Nic to come home. So, Shy's frequent company didn't bother me. It was almost time for Nicole to come home. As usual, I fixed dinner then went to get in the shower. When I came out, being that I was only in a towel, I ran straight into our room, but I was stopped in my tracks by Shy who was lying in the bed in only her sports bra and boxers.

"What the hell are you doing?" I don't know which one was thicker in my voice: aggravation, frustration, or pure amazement.

"I'm tryna do you if you come on before yo old lady gets home." I began to pick up her clothes that she had dropped on the floor and threw them at her one by one.

"You have lost your eva-loven-fucken mind if you think for one second I'm about to get down witchu in me and my boo's bed. Ha, bitch you trippin!" I threw the last of her clothing at her then pointed to the door. "You can take you and yo shit right on across that breeze-way and go home." She didn't say anything in reply or rejection so I thought I had gotten my point across. In silence, she began walking towards the door, but when she reached me, she dropped her things and slung me on the bed. Shy slung me so fast and hard, that my towel flew open and fell to the floor. Before I had a chance to get myself back together, Shy was lying on top of me.

"Stop fighting it. You know you want me, Ma. That nigga of your always gone so I know she ain't giving you what I can." Her strength outmatched my own by a long shot. I struggled to get from under her periodically telling her to get the hell off of me. Just when I thought shit could get no worse, Nicole walked through the door and damn near dropped dead when she saw us lying there.

*** Needless to say, it got bad. Then she walked out. Another thing that pisses me off is that Shy's ass didn't even have the balls to stick around and admit it was all nothing. Now, I'm sitting here almost two days later. Still thinking to myself that this shit isn't real. I have tried countless times to call and talk to Nic, but she wasn't having it. If I was lucky, I got her voicemail, and I was able to leave a message. Most of the time, she didn't even bother to give me that. She'd just pick up the phone and hang it right back up in my face. I once again, accepted my defeat and cried myself to sleep.

*** It was about one in the morning when I was awakened from my sleep by the sound of keys rattling at the door. I already knew it was Nicole, but fear and nervousness struck my body. When she walked through the door, our eyes met. I was put at ease because that cold stare was no longer there. That infamous stare that had almost put me to my death a few days ago had vanished. So, with a little bit of hope stricken in my heart, I tried to speak.

"What are you…"? She cut me off before I could even finish. In her stride to the bedroom, she replied,

"I'm just here to get my shit, and no, I don't need any help so don't bother coming back here." I sat back and sunk right back into the seat in which had become my prison. My tears once again consumed me as I listened to her movements around the room that we once shared. I began to think about the look in her eyes when she walked through the door. That look gave me hope. It made me believe I still had a chance. So, overcoming a fear over an even bigger fear, I ran to try and salvage the rest of my life.

*** "You at least owe me a chance to explain myself, Nic." She didn't even bother looking at me. She just stopped what she was doing. So, I continued. "I would never dream of cheating on you, Nicole. You should know that. I love you too much for that. You are all I got. You are literally my everything and I don't want that to change!" When she got up and started walking towards me, the first kind of fear came back. I saw that look in her eyes again, and I thought that heffa was about to fuck me up, but she didn't. At least not how I thought she was about to.

*** Nicole rushed into me pushing me against the wall kissing me deep and hard. She vigorously bit and sucked on my lips and tongue. She lowered her violent kisses to my neck where she sunk her teeth so deep into me I thought she was going to draw blood. I let out a pain filled moan while I dug my fingernails into the back of Nic's neck. For some odd reason, everything Nic was doing was turning me on more than I have ever been turned on before. Nic began squeezing and pinching on my nipples causing my moans to become louder.

*** She then jerked me away from the wall slinging me onto the bed simultaneously ripping my shirt apart. I never slept fully clothed. So, immediately my breasts were exposed, and I lay there in only my panties. Nicole went straight for my breasts. She sucked on them hard and bit on my nipples like a newborn grizzly cub. Sharp pains were going through my body, but at the same time my body had never felt so good. Without letting go of my breasts, Nic ripped off my panties and threw them to the side. Four-play was nowhere near Nicole's agenda. She went straight to my pussy and dived in like a starving man on a Christmas ham. I've never had to complain about Nic's mouthpiece. Hell, sometimes I had to even question how could one person be so damn good at it, but this was different. It felt completely different. Nicole fucked me with her tongue as hard and as deep as her tongue would allow. When she sucked on my clit, I could feel the sensation all in my scalp. My moans were bouncing from one wall to another and retreating to the middle of the room. Before I knew it, I was bouncing and jerking as my thick juices flowed into Nicole's mouth.

*** She got up leaving me there to overcome the pleasurable pain she had just subjected me to. I thought it was over. I thought she was about to walk away, but before my mind could even grasp everything that had just happened, Nicole had my legs on her shoulders and had entered me with her strap. There was no transition from slow and easy to deep and hard. It was all deep, fast, and hard. I was too caught up in the depths of ecstasy to moan. I just kept my eyes shut tight and held on to the disheveled covers on our bed.

*** Nicole watched me as she punished me. Studied my every expression but was still not pleased. Suddenly, she removed her strap and flipped me over onto my stomach and pulled my ass up to her. Now this, she was much more precise. Much more focused. She took her strap and rubbed it up and down my pussy then pushed deep inside me and pulling out only to repeat her silent torture. It didn't take but a few times for me to figure out that she wanted me to beg. Usually, I'm not one to entertain her power strokes, but if she kept this up, she was going to get just what she was looking for. She repeated her ritual a few more times only now quickening her pace. I couldn't take it anymore. So, I gave her exactly what she was waiting on.

"Fuck me, Please, Baby. I just want you to fuck me right now!" She must have been satisfied by my plea because my wish became her command. She started to fuck me so hard, my moans were mixed with the rhythm of our bodies slapping together. I was lost somewhere between never and forever and was caught up trying to find a happy medium as I felt her strap being drilled into me with everything she had.

"Whose pussy is this?" She leaned forward and asked me. I was quickly running out of strength. So, slightly above a whisper, I said,

"Yours." My reply lacked enthusiasm. It lacked excitement, but Nicole knocked some right into me when she reached back and slapped me on my ass. This sound echoing fiercely through the air. "Its yours!" I yelled as loud as I could, but to my dismay this still wasn't enough. She wrapped her fingers inside my hair, pulled me back to her then smacked me on my ass as hard as she could and asked me again,

"Whose pussy is this?"

"Its yours, Daddy. Nobody's but yours!" Nicole pulled her strap completely out of me then re-entered me with so much force my body went numb. In those few seconds, I knew what it felt like to be put to death by the electric chair. Everything from my toenails to the ends of my hair, jolted with orgasmic bliss.

*** Nicole let me go allowing my body to fall limp onto the bed. As I watched the sun rise through the window, I felt the weight of her body on top of me, which was a welcomed feeling. She removed my hair from my face, kissed me on my cheek then whispered,

"Happy Anniversary, Mama."

"I thought we wasn't gonna make it. I thought you were gone for good."

"I never doubted you for a second, Boo. I know you wouldn't fuck around on me." I slid from under her so that I could look her in the face.

"So, why'd you leave?"

"Create suspense." I sat up and screamed,

"What the fuck?" She started to laugh then explained.

"You remember when we were talking that night after we had just made like the best love, and you told me fucking after arguing is the best? I just wanted to give you that. Hell, Ma, we don't argue. We barely disagree on shit. So, I set this up so we could have a great eight year introduction."

"Wait, so dat shit wit Shy wasn't for real?" She looked at me and laughed.

"Hell, naa! Where you think I had been for the past two days?" I hit her across her arm as hard as I could.

"I'm kicking both of yall's asses for this." She grabbed me by my arm pulling me back down beside her.

"I love you too, Woman!" I lay there beside her and allowed silence to sweep across the air that had just released the sounds of pain and pleasure. It took us both no time to fall asleep.

*** I woke up stretching and yawning. When I looked over at the clock, I could have kicked my own ass when I saw that it read 1:23p.m. I'm surprised Nic didn't wake me up for breakfast. I always made it my business to start her day off right. I got up out of bed and began to stir around and get a late start on my day. Before I left the room I spotted a small box on the dresser with a note attached.

For seven years, I have awaken beside what I've always looked to be a dream. I watched you sleep today and was nothing short of breathless. I love you, Baby, and I wouldn't dream of spending another year and many more to come with no one other than you!!!

Needless to say, I was in tears. I opened the box and there sat staring at me was a white gold, princess cut, past present and future diamond ring with a rainbow set in the middle of the middle diamond, and what amazed me most of all, engraved inside the band was the words my everything.