something else for you, Jasmin? Do you need me to fulfill your needs?”
Jasmin made no verbal response, only shut her eyes tight and sighed as her rebellious pussy gushed its approval of this provocative suggestion.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Joel cupped her flushed cheeks in two tender hands and tilted her head upward; staring into her eyes as he seized her lips in a heated, passionate kiss.
Joel swallowed Jasmin’s heated breath as his lips caressed and massaged hers; his long, thick tongue flowing into her mouth as his fingers tickled the sensitive skin of her cheeks.
Leaning into his kiss, Jasmin tightened her hold around his waist as she rubbed her lips against his; joining in full the luscious tango of twining, dancing tongues.
For a moment she lost herself in the depths of this sumptuous kiss, also savoring his citrus tinged scent and the feel of his thick ebony strands as they brushed the skin of her neck.
Finally she broke away from him, even as she moaned for the loss of his intimate kiss, his perfect caress.
“You don’t have to do this,” she looked him straight in the eyes. “Don’t do this because you feel sorry for me.”
“I want to do this,” he answered immediately, tossing his ebony mane over one strong shoulder as he fell to his knees before her. “I want you, Jasmin.”
Apparently eager to prove his point Joel stripped his shirt clean over his head; holding her gaze as he revealed a massive bronzed chest and planed, sculpted abs.
As Joel’s roommate she had seen and admired his body before; now as his lover she finally felt free to touch his skin; to reach out and run a loving hand across his chest, her fingers grazing his nipples before running the length of his washboard abdomen.
“You’re beautiful,” she breathed, her hungry fingers screaming her desire.
“I’m yours,” Joel covered her hand with his. “Now relax and let me please you.”
With a smooth flourish he fell at her feet, kissing her toes before slithering with infinite grace up the length of her sturdy legs.
She sighed delighted as those succulent lips touched the skin of her bare thighs; his head stealing below her skirt as his hands massaged her full, fleshed hips.
This sigh erupted to a low, aroused shriek moments later, as these same hands drew her white cotton undies slowly down her legs; returning immediately to the source of her pleasure, to lay a long and resounding lick across the surface of her feminine folds.
Leaning inward with a passionate growl, he next licked a throbbing clit that begged for his attentions; laving and suckling her long neglected nub until it pounded its pleasure.
Throwing her head back, Jasmin let loose with a soft cry as shards of wild erotic ecstasy flew upward through her body; hardening her nipples and making her pussy gush.
His head bobbed up and down with intense concentration; this move securing his lips on her clit as the tip of his tongue worked magic on her skin.
Finally and with a resounding lick he sent Jasmin across the bounds of unspeakable ecstasy; launching her body to the heights of a long withheld orgasm that managed to consume her whole.
She graced him with a dreamy smile as her enflamed body rode the wave of this deeply felt climax; one that gifted her with total satiation as she leaned forward to enclose his shoulders in a warm, loving hug.
“Thank you babe,” she whispered, searing his smiling lips with a big, wet, grateful kiss.
“The pleasure is all mine,” he assured her, resting his head on her shoulder.
Jasmin gave him a long last hug before collapsing in a fit of total exhaustion on the surface of her plain camp bed.
“Oh believe me,” she grinned in spite of herself. “Not all of it.”
***
During the course of the next few days, Jasmin couldn’t help but notice a slight shift in her relationship with her roommate and longtime friend.
Sure, they still went out for frozen yogurt every Sunday afternoon; taking the time to discuss the events of their lives and enjoy one another’s company.
Now, however, Joel topped off these afternoons by asking her if she was hungry for something else; and invariably they would end up back in her bedroom, his head bowed worshipfully between her knees.
“Sometimes we don’t even make it back to the apartment,” she gritted her teeth, remembering what they had come to know as the ‘car port catastrophe’; in which several of their neighbors had caught them enjoying their newfound passion on public property.
As much as she enjoyed these encounters, she often wondered at the fact that her passionate friend never took anything for himself; for though they shared endless passionate kisses and warm caresses, he never asked her to pleasure him sexually. And while they enjoyed frequent ‘play dates,’ just as they always had, they’d never ventured out on a proper date.
Seeking to rectify this situation, Jasmin suggested that they dress up for dinner one evening; also enjoying a meal of filet mignon and buttered mashed potatoes, washed down with some glistening goblets of sparkling French champagne.
Jasmin dressed for this dinner in a red silk dress that accentuated her rubenesque curves; also piling her mussy hair atop her head and applying a sparkly coat of rarely won red lipstick.
“You look so beautiful.” Joel praised her arrival at the table; immediately jumping up from his seat to pull out her chair for her.
Jasmin took her seat at the head of the table, smiling up at the ebony haired wonder in the sleek black dinner suit that emphasized his muscular frame.
“You are too!” She returned his compliment, watching as he took a seat close beside her at their candlelit dinner table. “I’m so glad you agreed to this date.”
“I was so flattered by the offer,” Joel’s vibrant smile seemed all the more luminous in the glow of brilliant candlelight. “Absolutely petrified, but flattered all the same.”
“Petrified?” Jasmin shook her head, adding through gritted teeth, “I’ve had guys express reluctance at the prospect of dating me, sometimes outright hilarity, but out and out terror-now that’s a new one.”
Joel guffawed outright.
“And that’s exactly why I was petrified,” he nodded in her direction, “How could I, of all people, serve as a fitting date for such a funny, brilliant woman?”
Jasmin shook her head.
“Joel, how can you even think such a thing?” She clutched his hand across the table. “Why do you think we’ve made such great friends and roommates for the past year? We talk endlessly, about everything. And I want to talk about more… so much more.”
She grinned as Joel bit his lip, casting a shy glance in her direction.
“Are you saying that you’d like me to be your boyfriend?” His tone soft and hopeful.
Jasmin said nothing, only graced him with an affirming nod that brought him out of his chair; letting loose with a victorious whoop as he swept her up in his arms and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss.
As his lips and tongue massaged hers he carried her into the living room, walking in the direction of the soft, plush ebony day bed that formed the center of the room.
“Dinner can wait,” he growled against her lips, “I’m far hungrier for you.”
Tossing her trembling body into the softness of a soft down comforter, he stood tall and proud before her to perform a deliberate striptease that drove her insane.
She sighed her approval as he slowly peeled away his dark velvet jacket; then unbuttoning and discarding his ivory silk shirt to reveal a bulging chest.
He unzipped and tore off his tight black paints with comparable haste; revealing a long, hard shaft that stood erect for her approval.
An approval she displayed by sliding out of her own confining clothes and displaying every inch of her voluptuous body; savoring his moan of ecstasy as he descended upon her, once again joining his lips to hers as their arms and legs entangled.
