Poetically Expressed True Story: Jealousy Ruins a Threesome
A few years back, I shared a passionate embrace with a lovely chocolate woman beneath the shadows that the night hours bring. Our cuddle was an interlocked 69 position that allowed for simultaneous tongue baths to be willingly provided for one another. The only thing audible over the melodic chants of the spellbinding erotic music playlist, was the entrancing sounds of pleasantly noisy slurps, her tongue ring flicking swiftly on the tip of my throbbing nine inch extension, and the willingness in her submissive character to choke and gag herself on my length. As we orally engaged each other's arousal, a voice oozing magical seduction pushed alluring words into the air.
"Yes, Jazmine... Suck that big dick."
Jazmine's warm mouth was too full of my eager hardness to have uttered that sentence. The enticement of the feminine voice's approval of our sloppy oral combination originated from the open portal of my door frame. I was unable to obtain a clear perspective of the source of the alluring, yet unfamiliar voice. The smooth ass that acted as a rich chocolate plate for the pink meal in which I stuffed my face with was blocking my view of the seductive speaker. Without needing to take a glance through the shadows of the surrounding darkness, I remembered that Jazmine's friend had fallen asleep in my living room. An hour before that moment, her mind reached towards the upper galaxies after a session of inhaling exotic forms of the spiritual cannabis herb. So, her body rested on my comfortable sofa during her spirit's journey beyond the clouds. Jazmine and I left her deliciously thick friend's slumbering body in the living room to inwardly play amongst the stars, so that we could partake in each other's heightened senses.
During that walk up the staircase while gratefully behind the slim beauty, I followed my temptation's orders to expose Jazmine's petite mocha ass from beneath her miniskirt. I eagerly commenced a session of delightful nibbling on her delicate hazelnut coffee toned derriere as her smooth knees sank into the carpeted staircase. Those actions of me feasting on the delectable ass that shook on top of wobbly legs was what inspired the 69 that her awakened friend had walked in on.