Her ass beckons to me… But tonight, I’ll have to save my energy for Aricia’s ass and feel her soft pussy engulfing my dick instead. My body craves celebration from her news about the pregnancy, even if she wants to deny me. My cock lines up with Aricia’s heat and her dripping folds beckon me to enter swiftly.
I fight against my desire for selfish pleasures and stretch her pussy lips open with the head of my cock. Aricia moans when my head first opens her up. She’s tight. So tight that I have to clench my jaw to stop myself from erupting inside her and embarrassing myself.
Fuck, this pussy is perfect. Her pussy tightens around my dick as I push another inch inside her. The noise she makes is glorious. I finally feel like I have her. Emotionally, Aricia can push me away, but she can’t deny that I make her body feel good. If that’s what she needs me to do to prove myself to her.
My hand presses into Aricia’s lower back as I hold her down and enjoy what it feels like to ease my cock into her tight sleeve. With each inch, she seems to get tighter and the moans coming out of Aricia are enough to make me cum.
“Not yet,” I growl. “Don’t cum yet…”
I don’t know if she’ll listen to me, but I want her so desperately to allow me to experience more of her. I don’t want this to end right now, but if Aricia cums around my dick, I will explode. I lean over her, pulling our bodies closer and giving in to her warmth. This gives me a better angle to drive in deeper to her.
My hips ease forward and Aricia cries out as our bodies join together fully and my cock firmly plants itself inside the warmest, softest palace of pleasure I have ever entered. She’s going to make me cum like I’m in high school again. I can’t stand it. I grunt as I slowly withdraw my hips and nearly succumb fully to the pleasure of watching Aricia take my dick.
There’s something so fucking sexy about how pale my cock looks sinking into her ass cheeks. Her skin is honestly a gorgeous fucking color. The way Italians love espresso, it should be no surprise that I love a woman who has skin that’s the color of a big mug of espresso with a single drop of cream.
I grunt and get my cock inside her even deeper with my next thrust. She takes it well, moaning and squirming as I drive into her, but not escaping me. Her ass jiggles perfectly around my dick and I work up a steady pace between her gorgeous brown thighs. She’s absolutely perfect. Aricia loves my cock too much. A few thrusts inside her and she pushes her ass back to meet my thrusting.
Holy fuck. That push back against my cock allows me to hit new depths of her pussy. She cries out and I can tell that Aricia inadvertently hit one of her own sweet spots and… She’s cumming. I keep pumping into her, but her pussy clenches so tightly around my cock and she’s so fucking sweet and soft that her cumming around my dick is too much for me to handle.
My balls tighten against my body. I can hardly catch my breath, only succumbing fully to the pleasure. I push into her with one final thrust and the eruption causes me to make asound like a tiger roaring. It’s almost embarrassing how much I let go, but I can’t stop myself from erupting fully as Aricia’s pussy milks me for every last drop of cum.
I don’t want to pull out.
“I can’t pull out.”
“You already got me pregnant,” Aricia gasps. I let my body sink into hers.
“I know. Maybe we’ll have twins.”
“You’re old enough to know that’s not how it works.”
“Isn’t it? We’re both in our forties. You’re releasing all your eggs in a mad dash.”
“Peter…”
I chuckle and pull out of her, rolling Aricia onto her back so I can kiss her sexy body while I’m spent instead of arguing with her. She’s a lawyer – I don’t have energy for all that arguing when I could put my tongue between her legs instead.
I don’t remember when we stop making out. We both kiss each other slowly and then I fall asleep, grateful that Aricia doesn’t kick me out of the house, honestly. She might not tell me that she loves me yet but… she hasn’t pushed me out which means that I still have a chance.
In the morning, she’s still in my arms, but only because she can’t break free. I wake up to Aricia shoving on me like I’m a brick lying on top of her.
“Wake up,” she groans. “I have to get ready for work.”
“Take the day off.”
“Are you crazy?” Aricia says while I squeeze her body and hold her against me. “I can’t…”
“You’re pregnant. That’s like being sick.”
“You are delusional if you think women have that much leeway in this country,” Aricia says. “Women in business, especially black women have to workten times as hardto get ahead…Now let me go.”
“Fine. I’ll let you go if you tell me that you love me back.”
Aricia’s eye contact turns vicious and angry. Bringing up feelings apparently offends her even more than bringing up her pregnancy.
“I’m going to work, Peter.”
“I know you have a lot going on and it’s not what you want to hear, but my feelings are real, Aricia.”
