I smiled at Briggs as I pulled myself away from his hot, sweaty body that I pressed into in the back of his truck. He had a broad, bright white smile back and I couldn't help but giggle seeing how happy he was after we each came.
I loved making my big, black lover cum and seeing how happy he was after was a highlight for me.
He laughed a little while I giggled and pulled my jeans off the floor, up my legs, and over my thong covered butt. "What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing really just like feeling euphoric haha." I said as he pulled his pants up. "Just like having a big dick stud to play with!"
"Haha well we aren't done playing tonight Mr. Take me home and fuck me!" He said teasing me as we finished getting dressed.
I slipped my boots onto my feet and as I was straightening up I felt Briggs large, strong hand cradle the back of my neck and pull me to his lips.
Our lips met breathlessly in the dark backseat. My heart was beating hard in my chest as his full lips pressed into mine and I moaned into his mouth. My hand was rubbing his barrel chest.
"Let's go baby, I need more of you..." I whispered breaking the kiss for a moment. He smiled at me and opened his door and the chilly night air was a harsh awakening after the heat we were putting out in the truck!
We stepped out and kissed once more before he climbed into his drivers seat and said "Follow me."
I walked to my car and got into the drivers seat and started up ready to follow his tail lights.
Wow I don't think he had ever told me about his place and I certainly hadn't been there yet.
As we drove my mind was racing as to what type of place he had. I was certain it was just cozy, manly, but not as polished as I always kept my place.
It didn't take long for me to get an answer though as he apparently only lived about 5 minutes away. He pulled into a small townhouse driveway and I parked on the street, not wanting to block his car in.
I got out and met him on the driveway as he was getting out of his truck. "So this is the hot Briggs place huh?" I said.
"Hey I'm not as fancy as you, but I don't think you'll have any complaints." He said with a wink.
Briggs took my hand and we walked to his front door that he unlocked. We went inside and shrugged off our coats and hung them on a coat rack just inside.
"Wow I like it!" I said as I looked around. I could see through this hallway a shoe rack, some pictures of his kids, and doors leading off into a kitchen and living room. On the right there was a staircase leading upstairs.
We kicked off our shoes and he led me through the kitchen to the living room where he had simple furnishings that looked like they'd had a lot of use, but also seemed homemade.
He talked me through getting this place after his divorce, some of the items that he's had for years, even from his early 20's.
He apparently had a finished basement too that he said doubled as his kids rooms when they visited.
He had a bar cart in his living room that he poured two glasses of bourbon neat for us. We clinked glasses and I took a sip. "Trying to get me drunk tonight?" I asked teasing him.
"I mean, you're a slut for my cock sober, is that going to double when you're drunk?" He said laughing.
"Well at least you bought me a drink this time!" I kidded as I walked up and put my free hand on his sturdy chest and leaned over to kiss him again.
His hand not holding his bourbon snaked around my lower back and held me tight to him. I opened my lips and our tongues rolled together for like the 100th time that night.
We kissed again and again, our lips taking over the conversation as our body heat radiated up and up. I felt my skin tingle as my cock hardened in my jeans.
Briggs broke our kiss and smiled at me, holding his glass up to cheers again. "To hot pieces of ass." He said as we clinked glasses.
"And amazing cocks!" I said back. We tilted the glasses up and drained them. The warm amber liquid burning down my throat and into my belly. I shook as it rushed through me.
