Chronicles of a Confirmed Bachelorette (4 page)

S The Essence of a Man

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es I loved being with women but nothing compared to the arms of a strong man. I say what I want I love a man who can put me in my place, and make me shut my damn

mouth. I need a man who can lean me against the wall and give it to me until I’m weak. There’s no beating around the bush I’m not giving up dick. A woman won’t be able to lay the pipe down like a man. I guess you can say it’s a control factor. There’s nothing like a man who can take control of any situation.

I love a man who I can learn from. Who’s not afraid to show me their hustle. A man who can hold a conversation that stimulates my mind. I love being able to match a man’s fly. To know that I’m the only one he needs when he’s having a rough day. There nothing like a man who doesn’t expect anything from you but your company. A man I’d actually enjoy cooking for, rubbing his back, or sharing a shower with. Lastly there’s nothing like a man making love to me. His strong muscles contracting each time he thrust his dick inside of me. The fact that he can take me clawing his back. The length of him as he stretches me open. The way he pins me down and tells me to take his dick.

I love the way he groans as I trap his dick inside my walls and rocks with him. The way he gives me his sexy fucking satisfied smile when he doesn’t have to ask me to fuck him back because I know what he wants. And when he finally nuts for me, the way he growls in my ear, when his body goes weak and all he can do is lay on top of me smiling. The way he lets me know this pussy is good. Um...there’s nothing like being with a man.

SPoker

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looked at my hand and knew she wouldn’t be able to beat me. She looked over her cards and directly in my eyes. “What’s it going to be mami?” A simple game of poker

turned into strip poker. I’d started out in my white pants suit I was now down to my laced black bra and just my pants. Her dress was rolled down to her stomach and luckily she wore no bra.

Her nice perky breast sat up starring me right in the face. I had to stop myself a couple of times from crawling onto the table and taking her nipples into my mouth. “Let’s make this a little more interesting.”

She smiled. “What do you have in mind?”
“Next winner takes all.”
“Hmm all?” I shook my head; I knew I had a hand she

wouldn’t be able to beat. “So if I win I want you naked Erica.” “That won’t be a problem.” Little did she know we would
both end up naked anyways. “And if I win I get to use my little
friend.” I rubbed my strap through my pants as if I could feel it. “Deal.” She looked so confident I kind of second guess
myself.
“Show me what you got mami.”
She laid her cards out smiling along the way. “Looks like
everybody wanted to be invited tonight with this full house.” I stayed quiet while looking at my hand. “Wonderful hand
you’ve dealt.”
“Yes I know now are you ready to strip for me?” I shook my head while laying my cards out showing her my
royal flush. “No but I know what you’re ready to take.” Her face
dropped for a second looking at my cards. She just knew she’d
won by the look on her face.
I stood up and walked around the table. “It’s ok you played
a great game.” I ran my hands through her soft hair while bending
down to plant kisses on her neck. “But I always win.”
She turned around while standing up. “I guess a win is a
win, I’m not a sore loser.”
“Good.” I took her nipples into my mouth wasting no time
sucking them into my mouth before running my tongue across
them. They stood at attention. She moaned as I teased her nipples. “Erica”, she whispered.
I stood back leaving her panting. “It’s time for you to strip
for me.” I walked over to the stereo and hit play.
Shut It Down
by
Dream came blasting through my speakers. I walked back to my
seat and sat down. I didn’t have to tell her what to do. She walked
around the table letting her hands glide across the marble. My eyes
tried to trace every inch of her body. She made her way between
my legs and allowing me to admire her. I was definitely going to
enjoy this.
“Strip”, was all I said to her. She backed up a little, I draped
my leg across my chair getting comfortable. Her hips swayed to
the soft beat my eyes were directly on all that ass she so nicely
possessed. She allowed her hands to travel to the band of her
thong; pulling it down just low enough for me to see her curly
pubic hair. I bit my lip and shook my head.
Fucking tease.
Her strip tease was slow and sexy. My pussy moistened as
she sat on all fours and started to slow grind the floor. I could
picture myself under her as she took my strap inside of her, giving
it the same slow grind she was giving the floor. She should have
been on somebody’s pole the niggas would have gone crazy over
her. By the time the song was over she was kneeled in front of me
naked.
“Did you like it?” she asked seductively. Hell yeah I liked
it, if she was to slide her finger in my pussy right now it would be
coated with my juice. But I wasn’t going to tell her all of that. “It was alright”, I said dryly. She didn’t respond but her
hands reached inside my pants pulling out my ten inch thick strap.
Her eyes grew big as she actually eyed the length and girth. I
looked at her with a smirk on my face. “You sure you can handle
this?”
“Oh yeah I’m sure.”
I liked a confident woman. My eyes bugged out when she
covered my strap with her mouth.
Sexy bitch.
She took it all into
her mouth, without gagging. What I wouldn’t do to be a nigga right
now feeling the back of her tonsils. She turned me on to no end
when she spit on my shit and wrapped her tongue around the base of my strap. I watched as she bobbed up and down on me moaning and using her jaws to swallow me whole. I raised my hips and started feeding her my dick, all ten inches disappeared inside of her mouth. She didn’t miss a beat even when slob started to trickle down the side of her mouth. I kept my face straight not wanting to
show her how amazed and turned on I was.
She looked up at me smirking. “Do you like it?” I didn’t answer her; she didn’t need to know if I liked it or
how much I actually liked it.
“Stand up.” She stood up licking her lips. “Sit on the table
and spread your legs.” She did as she was told. I could see her
pussy lips already glistening from her pussy juice. I slid one of my
fingers through her slit allowing her juices to coat that same finger.
I slid my finger in my mouth tasting her juice. “Hmm.” “Sweet isn’t it?”
I smiled while settling between her legs. “It’s ok.” She
laughed as I slid my strap inside of her. I tried not to laugh when
she gasped and tried to move back. I held her waist so she would
have to take me in. It was amazing watching her pussy stretch for
me as I began to stroke her pussy with my strap.
“Erica”, my name sounded pretty coming from her lips. “Yes.”
She spread her legs eagle style. “Go deeper.” I gave into her
request and started to grind my hips into her. I received her moans
in return. The room was silent; all you could hear was our bodies
clapping together and her moans echoing throughout the room. I
loved to make a girl weak like this. Knowing I had the ability to make her feel good did something to me. I watched the way her breathing became labored, the way she tried to keep her eyes glued to mines instead of rolling behind her head, the way her inner thighs shook as I stroked her. Her nails danced across my back as
she coached me to go deeper because I was hitting her spot. Her caressing soon became nails digging into my skin. She
lifted her hips every time my strap slid inside of her. My pussy was
getting wet by her reactions to me. I was making her feel good. I
was the one who had her moaning like this. It was me she was
begging to go deeper, me she was telling she was about to cum.
That alone almost made me cum on myself.
She let herself go all over me; she allowed her eyes to
finally roll behind her head. Her nails dug a little deeper into my
skin.
“Erica”, my name coming from her lips sounded forced and
hoarse. She wrapped her arms around my neck bringing me down
into a kiss. I allowed her to take control of the kiss as she came
down from her orgasm.
“Who won that hand?”
She laughed and fell back onto the table. “You babe
definitely you”