I pulled up to a nice area on the other side of the city with newly renovated townhomes and stopped when the GPS alerted me that I had arrived. I checked the number on the house and then pulled into the driveway. I usually had Big A drive me to and from dates, but this is Psycho; even if he does tote guns, I know I’m in good hands.
I sent him a text message to let him know I had arrived and was walking toward the door. He opened it with no shirt on,only a pair of grey basketball shorts. I stepped inside and looked around.
No matter how irrational he was, I couldn’t deny that he was a fine ass man. Honestly, he’s probably the finest man I’ve entertained. Psycho was tall and brown-skinned, with tattoos covering his entire body, including his neck, but it was his attitude that stood out to me. He was the cockiest nigga on the planet. He’s always been fine, but now he had that “fresh out” look. The air of renewal. Like he was well rested, eating well, and hadn’t been involved in any shootouts recently. That one.
He closed the door behind us.
I looked around at the place that had been fully decorated despite him being home for less than twelve hours and turned to him with a raised eyebrow. The attention to detail definitely had a woman’s touch. It wasn’t my place to ask, because I didn’t want to give him the impression that I cared that much. But I also was never going to be okay with being in anyone else’s space.
“Psycho, you better not be bringing me to another woman’s house.” I scoffed as I followed him up the stairs.
He stopped mid-stride. “Man, you know me better than that. I sent Nae money to handle everything for me before my release. She got this spot for me last month.” He said, referring to his sister.
I didn’t have a response because Psycho was a lot of things, but he wasn’t a liar. If it were a girl’s house, he would have told me immediately and asked me if I was staying to get some dick or leaving. So, I just continued to walk up the stairs and down the hallway to the bedroom at the end.
I still looked around for any signs of a woman before I sat on the bed with my legs crossed. He stood in front of me, the bulge in his pants getting harder by the second. Then he leaned down and kissed me, his hand was squeezing my neck as I grabbed his erection through the thin material of his pants. His other handwent on top of mine as he glided it across his dick and groaned into my mouth.
I broke the kiss and then kissed and licked down his stomach. I grabbed the elastic waistband of his pants and let his dick spring free. I could see precum oozing from its head. I peppered wet kisses over the head and the base of it, teasing him slowly.
“Stop playing with me, ma.” He groaned as he reached behind me and held my hair in place with one hand and guided his dick into my mouth with the other.
I opened my mouth, taking more and more of his length into it. The sound of him moaning as I did it only made me make it sloppier. I had a mixture of precum and spit dripping down my chin.
“Gah damn.” He said as I opened my mouth wider and took as much as I could. He hit the back of my throat as he slid his dick in and out of me.
I massaged his balls with my hand as I did it, then stopped sucking his dick, and briefly took them into my mouth and licked from his balls to that space underneath them that always made him lose his mind.
His grip on my hair got tighter.
“You see, this is the shit that makes me crazy.” He warned.
I gently pushed him back and got on my knees on the bed in front of him. Though it’s been a while since we fucked, I still remember how much he likes the visual. I kept my eyes on him as I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, slowly flicking it over the base of his dick. I buried my finger between my legs, massaging my clit as I pleased him.
He applied a little pressure to my neck as I sucked his dick, guiding my head faster than it was already going, and I swear I could have cum without any penetration.
He stopped me and leaned down and gave me the nastiest kiss before he cupped my chin and spit in my mouth. When I wentback to sucking his dick, it took 2.2 seconds for him to tell me that he was about to cum.
“You gone catch it for me?” He groaned.
“Mmhmm,” I answered as best I could.
He came immediately. I could feel just how much of his cum was in my mouth. I continued to suck his dick, and I could see his leg shaking as he cursed and pushed me by my forehead away from him.
I chuckled as I rose to my feet and then went into the bathroom nearby to wash the mess off me. I grabbed a towel to clean myself of the cum running down my chin, my neck, and on the top of the dress that I still had yet to take off.
I got completely naked and then went back into the room. When I did, Psycho looked like he could quite literally eat me, and that’s exactly what he did.
He lay on his back and made me straddle his face. He slipped a finger inside of me and then eased that same finger into my ass.
It felt so good. Psycho definitely knew his way around my body, like he had memorized it. He knew what to do and exactly how to do it.
He slapped my ass with his free hand as I rode his face and he fingered my butt. Then he held me in place and buried his tongue deep inside my pussy. I rolled my nipples between my fingers and ground a little harder, and before I knew it, the pleasure of all three sensations had me cumming all over his face.
He didn’t let me go; he tongue-fucked me through it, and it was one of the best feelings I had ever felt. By the time that I had gotten off his face, his dick was hard, and he was grabbing me by my leg without giving me a chance to recover.
He got between my legs, and once he entered me, I knew he was about to take it to yet another level.
“Fuckkkk, I missed this pussy.” He said, once I was completely filled.
