THIS or THAT

I came home to find my Hannah dead asleep. I took a quick shower and joined her in bed. It was 5:30 in the morning, I know Hanna for sleeping heavy so I did not wake her up. I walked straight to the shower and wash off the sex from earlier that night.

Tasha was amazing why lie. Amanda was in for the idea I start work immediately, thank heavens she settled to give me a week to sign off with my previous employer. Day off for me. As I emersed my whole body in the bath tab,  all I could think of was Tasha and all her crazyness. I lit up a spliff to get that 3D replay of the events last night. It must have been more than an hour and I was so engrossed with the 3D movie playing in my head, I did not notice the water temperature change. It was already cold, high on spliff I cared less. But Hannah,  the woman I married felt this is not right, she turned the heater on to a temperature I liked. My eyes opened to see my woman, naked, coiled between my legs. For a moment I saw Tasha. Difference was the radiance in Hannah's eyes, the eyes tha pulled me back to her, got me an instant turn on.

I pulled her towards me, looking straight in her eyes. I started to kiss her full lips, I could feel her trembling and I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. As I kissed her, I remembered the first time we had sex, I got one major clit throb and all I wanted was to eat her up. I sat up and let her sit down her legs wide spread, her boobies all out and wet calling my name. I got hold of the twins and started sucking one after the other. Switching kissing her lips and running my fingers on her soft skin. I kissed her inner thighs as I dipped my head in water to get to her wet pussy. I pushed her backward, she pulled herself upwards and opted to sit on the tab edge. There!!!! The baby I was looking for. I inserted one finger, Gosh!  She was flowing a river, I did not want to miss a drop of this. As I fucked her hard I licked the juices and sucked her clit. She was calling my name in extacy and I couldnt stop. Wanted to go on and on until...... until that time she gushed out and washed my face and hair with squirt. This was a first, I wanted more of this.

After taking her breath. Hannah said "Goodmorning fucker?"
"Goodmorning fuckee."
We both laughed and I light a cigerate.
"Today we stating in bed and order for pizza, deal?" I asked.

We had fucked for close to 1 hour. We rinsed and headed back to bed. Only to find my vibrator set on the bed. Fully charged. Wow... this going to be one hell of a fucking day.

CONFESSION

I have been away for a while. Thinking of new stories that would leave you wanting more of what is in my head, if not wanting to be with me. I have been digging deep to get a turn of events to who I currently am. Well its simple, at times we decide not to eat Chicken because the flesh is white and the skin is rough, if you had my back ground, another reason would be you saw it die. You stick to beef and fish. Reality check is you have not tasted and gave verdict, you just pulled off chicken. That was me when I started this blog, not that I had eaten chicken and swore to never eat chicken, but yea, I did not eat chicken because I don't eat chicken. My family and friends could not understand this no matter how much I tried. My liking for women was a mystery to them, with the love they have for me they accepted me for who I am. A few years down the line, after dating and getting my heart broken, I tried chicken, under unexplainable circumstances, it was right there and the only meal I could eat at that time and with my hunger I thought, "this will not kill me." So I dug in to enjoy a piece of the rough skinned piece of flesh served to me. Well, errrrr Ok, mhmmmmmmmmm, not bad. Honestly the fast time was not all good, but I managed. I met this awesome guy, we both loved the same things, talk of pint, blunt, good music etc. We bonded and it started off bestboyfriend/bestgirlfriend kinda thing and one thing lead to another and he was in my bed. In my f***ing bed, under my sheets, in me. This picture still is in my head, and who said I complained. This continued for several nights, we had several escapades together without establishing what exactly we were doing. I enjoyed the ride as it lasted, and again who said I am complaining. True story: I may not be having chicken anymore, back to my delicacy, fish and who said I do not get a piece of chicken once in a while. Enjoying both has become an all new experience to me. My new stories will give you the vibe, whether fiction or reality, they will still be as sweet as they have always been, with little turn and twists here and there. Now let me go fishing and chickening. Wooooooohoooooooo!!!!!!!