Wifey: Part 1

I was speechless, enjoying everything.

While Jasmine sucked my dick, I took off my hat, my leather coat, my shirt, and my wife-beater. I massaged her soft hair while she pleased me with her tongue. Jasmine definitely had skills, and she knew how to suck dick better than women twice her age.

“Yeahhhh, make that shit nice and wet for me, baby,” I instructed her.

Like a pro, Jasmine continued to please me, making sure not to use her hands.

“Ohhh shit! I love that right there.”

Jasmine licked my balls with her tongue, while deep-throating my dick. My dick had literally disappeared in her mouth, and her lips were touching my balls. Then, somehow, with my dick literally touching her tonsils, she managed to slide her tongue out and was licking my balls with her tongue.

I had fucked many bad-ass dime pieces, hood rats and everything in between, and hands down, by far, Jasmine was giving me the best blowjob I’d ever had.

Ten minutes into the blowjob, Jasmine wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down or quitting or even getting tired. Most chicks would have been complaining of lockjaw or saying that they were tired or something like that by that time. But not Jasmine. She was a certified pro, and she was going hard.

To encourage her, I grabbed the back of her head and guided her in rhythm back and forth on my dick. It felt like an instant replay of the last time she had sucked my dick.

I let go of Jasmine’s head and told her I was about to come.

Finally she spoke her first words since opening the door for me. “I want you to come in my mouth.” She stuck out her tongue and waited for me to shoot my load.

When I came, my sperm shot everywhere. Some of it got in Jasmine’s hair, some of it landed on her neck, her cheek, her collarbone, and a lot of it landed right on her tongue and she swallowed it like it was jelly.

Jasmine then smiled. She looked up at me and watched my reaction. “I like this big vein on your dick.” She giggled before getting up off her knees. She stood up and went to the bathroom and came back real quick. She must have gone to the bathroom to clean herself off, because when she came back all of the come was out of her hair and off the rest of her body.

Jasmine lay down on the king-size bed, her legs open, and tapped on her pussy with her right hand. Again, this was like déjà vu, because things were so reminiscent of how they had been in my crib.

“My turn,” she said.

“Your turn?”

“Yup. I mean it is my birthday. I want you to eat me.”

It was at that moment I realized a slight bruise on the left side of her face, no doubt from Shabazz. Something had gone down in the wee hours of the morning, but whatever happened, I doubted I’d get the true story.

I slipped out of my boots, took off my jeans, and climbed onto the bed. I went face first into Jasmine’s pussy. I rubbed on her spot and slipped my middle finger inside of her, and she moaned, closing her eyes and rotating her hips in pleasure.

“Look at this clit.”

“You like it?”

“I love it! It’s fuckin’ fat as hell!”

“I was trying to tell you.”

I sucked on her clit and simultaneously worked my finger in her pussy, forcefully massaging her G-spot.

“Oh my God! Nico, you gonna make me come!” Jasmine was working her hips and grinding her pussy into my tongue faster and faster. Then she grabbed hold of the back of my head and forced me to stay right where I was at.

I could tell she was about to come because it was like all of the muscles in her body got tense, and she got this crazy Incredible Hulk kind of strength, wrapping her legs around me and squeezing on my body tight as hell.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed as her body trembled and convulsed.

The next thing I knew, her pussy released juices all over my hand.

“Oh shit! Oh my God!” Jasmine said, breathing real heavy.

I laughed. “You actin’ all crazy and I ain’t even hit you with my dick yet.”