“Damn, ya pussy is so fuckin’ wet,” he whispered.
Suddenly Sonya ripped off Tone’s towel, flinging it to the floor and grabbed a handful of his manhood. In one motion she pulled away from Tone and dropped to her knees. Sonya began sucking Tone’s penis, using both hands. She bobbed her head back and forth with such ferocity Tone’s toes curled. He had to do everything in his power to keep from cummin’. The anticipation was driving him crazy.
“Yyyyeeeeaaaahhhhh…..” he moaned. “That’s what I’m talkin’ bout. Suck that dick like you love me.”
Placing his hand on the top of her head, Tone help guide his dick deeper and deeper into her mouth. He forced so much of himself into her mouth that Sonya gagged a few times, forcing her to stop temporarily. He pulled Sonya to her feet and tongue kissed her deeply as he removed her panties, then her t-shirt. After that, Tone dragged her to the living room floor and immediately began eating Sonya’s pussy. He had done this a million times, performing oral sex on her wasn’t just standard practice, it was mandatory. Sonya really got off that way.
“Oh, you shaved this pussy, huh?” Tone stated as he came up for air.
“Just for you,” Sonya confessed.
Like a madman Tone went back to eating Sonya’s pussy, with the intent on making her cum. At this pace it didn’t take long to make that happen. Sonya’s body began to twitch violently as she clamped her legs around his head.
“I’mmmmm ccccuuuuummmmiiiinnnn’,” she cried out.
Hearing those words made Tone go harder. Sonya desperately tried to pry his head from in between her legs as she climaxed. Successful, she moved her vagina away from Tone’s mouth as she savored the moment.
“Good, huh,” Tone bragged, looking up at her.
“Yyyyyaaaassss!” she raved.
Sonya may have gotten hers, but Tone had yet to get his. Earlier in the car, he had whispered in her ear that he was going to fuck the shit out of her, now he was going to make good on that promise.
Tone got on top of Sonya and slid right inside her. He began fucking her missionary style. As their bodies pressed together, the heat and friction that they were producing caused the couple to sweat profusely. Perspiration came with the territory as they ignored it and continued having sex.
“Turn over!” he commanded her.
Sonya followed his orders and flipped into doggy style position on all fours on the floor. Immediately Tone inserted his penis back inside her vagina and began jamming away. Loud sounds of skin smacking together, combined with the sight of Sonya’s round ass, sent Tone into a sexual frenzy. A few seconds later, he busted a nut and collapsed on top of her.
That first night together they had sex all over the house; the living room, bathroom, kitchen, and finally the bedroom. There was no limit on what they did sexually or where they did it.
After taking a shower together, the couple called it a night and went to bed. They were both sexually satisfied and physically exhausted. Sonya lay in the bed underneath the down comforter, spooning with Tone. This was the happiest she had been in a long time. Her mind, body and soul were in a good place. She began to drift off to sleep.
“Yo, what’s up with ya cousin Stew?” Tone suddenly inquired. “Wasn’t you suppose to call him for me? Huh?”
“Yeah,” she mumbled. “I’ll call him tomorrow. It’s late right now. His ass not home. He probably out runnin’ the streets.”
He replied, “Yo, I’m really tryin’ to see son.”
“Tomorrow baby. Tomorrow,” she assured him. “When I get up and go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I’ll leave his number on the dresser for you so you can call him as soon as you get up, if I’m not up.”
“Aiight, cool,” Tone commented, satisfied with that.
Within seconds Sonya was sound asleep. She went to bed with the notion that every inch of Tone belonged to her. On the contrary, Tone fell asleep thinking about the streets of Baltimore and all the promise that it held. Clearly they had two different agendas.
4
The warm rays of the sun beamed through a gap in the curtains, gently kissing Sonya’s partially covered face. The heat was just enough to stir her from her sleep. Even in her sleep, a blissful smile was pasted on her lips. She was engulfed in a euphoric feeling of disbelief. Sonya couldn’t believe that the love of her life, Tone, was here in Baltimore and would be for the foreseeable future. It was as if she had suddenly remembered what it was like to have her boyfriend in her everyday life. She loved him deeply, the time she spent away at college had done nothing to diminish that.
With Tone being nearby, she felt whole. She was that girl again. Immediately, she poked out her butt in an attempt to feel for him. She wanted the warmth of his body and his manhood pressed up against her. Sonya scooted her butt over again and again, to no avail. When her actions didn’t yield the results she intended it to, she rolled over in the bed to discover that she was alone.
“Tone?” she called out from the bedroom.
No reply came.
“Tone!” she shouted this time, suspecting that her boyfriend was either in the bathroom, the kitchen, or in the living room watching television.
Completely naked, Sonya rose up out of her warm bed in search of Tone. He was nowhere to be found. In his place she found a handwritten note stuck to the apartment door.
Stew came by and scooped me. I’ll be right back, the note read.
“Damn!” Sonya cursed herself for being stupid enough to give him her cousin’s number. As if Tone wasn’t persistent enough to call
