Every one can recall the first time you have sex. The first person to pop your cherry and it set’s the precedence that you are now a woman hear your kitten purr. Now usually we are just experiencing sex and it’s basically that for some. Do you remember the first time a man made love to you? It is a difference between the two. Yet the most beautiful moment that any woman can experience is when a man makes love to you for the very first time. He is in love and you are the only person he wants to be with. The gaze in his eyes, his touch soft and gentle. The sound of your voice makes him erect. He has anticipated making love to you all day long. You are on his mind until that evening approaches and there is no place he rather be but in your arms. Well here’s my story
I open the door and immediately the scent of vanilla
awakens my senses, the room illuminated with only the flicker of the flames. My
Nubian King stood with his arms open he kissed and hugged me. His voice deep
and seductive whispered,
“ I thought about you all day long. I miss you so much.”
His warm embrace took the chill off my body from the cold of the weather.
“I miss you too.” I whispered.
He stood and looked at me as if I was the most beautiful woman
in the world. There in the middle of the
living room he undressed me removing my coat, my funny fuzzy hat and my gloves
he placed them on the hook. He kissed me again and I knew what he desired of
me. To take our relationship to the next level he had waited the ninety plus
days. He wined, dined and catered to my every need. We where friends before we
was lovers.
“I have fallen in love with you Baby. I want to make love
to your mind, your body and soul. Can I do that please?”
That request was answered as I held his face in my hands
and kiss his lips. My breast expose to this beautiful man of caramel hue, his
body only in his boxers and his hairy chest. He held me close his lips savor
the flavor of my neck, my shoulders as his hands began to caress my breast. His
voice again began to speak.
“ I knew that you was the woman for me the first time I
laid eyes on you. That I wanted you to be my wife, the mother of my children
and live the rest of my life with you. It took me one day to realize that and
ninety days to confirm the woman before me was meant for me.”
I wanted to speak but could only manage to purr as his
mouth caressed my breasts and his hand slid down my belly. He opened the button and slid my jeans and
panties off my full hips. I step out of my jeans showing my kitty perfectly
waxed with only the letter of his name. He smiled and touched it ever so
gently. His finger traced the letter and then he kneels before me. I held my
breath as he kissed it. He pulled me down gently and lay me on the floor.
He spread my legs and stuck out his tongue licking his
lips preparing to taste me. He licked my kitty until she and I purred and
purred. I needed to touch this man that I fallen in like and in love with. My
hands grasp his erection stroking him until I decided I needed to taste him. I
lifted up and push him back the smell of him, the sight of his length and girth
became my aphrodisiac. The feel of his rigged erection inside my mouth turned
me on more than he realized. He swallowed; he moaned and grabbed a hand full of
my braids as I took him deeper into my mouth. His eyes close and his mouth in
the form of an O.
“ Ooh shit baby. You was so worth the damn wait.” He
grunted.
He stopped me because his sense of urgency was to be
inside of me. I laid back and he stood there for a moment staring at me. I
never saw love in man eyes until I looked into his. He ran his hands over my
body once again follow by kisses. I
finally spoke the words I held on to for ninety plus days.
“ I love you.”
“I waited so long for you to say those words. You have no
clue how much I love you too.”
The tears that touch my face, which came from his eyes, I
then kiss them away. He then entered me and overwhelms me with passion. As he
deeply strokes and releases my first orgasm. I shout and know the neighbors
know his name. I hold on and the wave of passion spilling from him takes over
my whole body. Earthquakes and thunderstorms happen all at once as he and I
reach our peak together. As we come down from our love high. He and I hold and
caress one another. I look and hope that
same vision of love in his eyes hasn’t disappeared. He looks at me and thank
God it hasn’t. He whispers,
“Go to sleep baby your man isn't going anywhere. I’m yours forever”
© Tamyara Brown-Tamluvstowrite, 2011
Author Tamyara Brown, "The love of writing came when I was eleven-years old and I went to the library and pick up three books that change my life. The first was Alice Walker's Color Purple, Toni Morrison The Bluest Eyes and lastly Donald Goines Black Girl lost. At that point and time I felt lost and it was when I wrote my first story. From that moment I fell in love with reading and writing. My debut novel will be out this coming winter FAT GIRL Vigilante."
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