He leaned in close to me and began kissing me. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight as we embraced in our kiss.
When we broke free, he whispered, “Come. Let me show you the rest of the house.”
As dazed and giddy as a school girl, I eagerly followed him through the house tour. I marveled at all the expensive paintings and statues; I’d never seen anything like it. As we made our way into the master bedroom, he flipped on the switch and said, “This is my room.”
He walked over to the bed, kicked his shoes off and patted the bed. “Come sit with me.”
I sat next to him. “So where were we?” he asked as he took me into his arms.
We began kissing once again. This time our passionate kisses led to clothes dropping to the floor. I rubbed my hands down his muscular chest and started to wrestle his belt buckle that fastened around his taut waist. As I was busy undoing his pants, he slipped my shirt over my head and began unclasping my bra. After we were topless, he laid me back on the bed and climbed on top of me with his pants barely hanging onto him.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he whispered as he trailed kisses down my neck, making his way to my breasts.
“It’s been so long,” I said, panting as he began sucking on my nipples.
Euphoria washed over my body as tingles ran through every fiber of my being. He smelled so good and his touch was amplified by his big hands as they cupped my breasts. He lifted my skirt and began to remove my panties; I eagerly raised my hips, helping him along. Suddenly, my sexual appetite quickly awakened as I sensed what was coming. He tossed my panties to the side and began going down on me. My long braids spread out on the pillows as I threw my head back, relishing in the oral pleasure I was receiving. His tongue firmly flicked my clitoris as he fondled my breasts. My sweet juices glistened in the soft moonlight as he continued to enjoy my delectable lady parts.
“I want you,” I whispered through labored breathing as I tried to collect myself.
Dale stood up and shimmied out of his pants before he completely removed my skirt. Like a leopard on the prowl, he climbed on top of me and began to take me. He slowly thrust into me as we made love.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, looking deep into my eyes. He meant every word.
“Deeper,” I replied.
He began thrusting deeply into me. As he did, the excitement started to build between us and soon his slow, deep thrusts turned into faster, harder advances. My body quivered in pure ecstasy as he drove his cock with an intense and pleasurable force. I could feel an orgasm beginning to erupt.
“Faster,” I cried out.
Quickening his pace, he was about to deliver an exhilarating orgasm that I had never experienced before. My body twisted and convulsed as I had a mind-shattering orgasm and came all over his thick, luscious manhood. Hearing my soft moans and pleas escape my sweet, plump lips as I bucked my hips was enough to set him off. He was completely fired up and began fiercely plunging his cock deep into my womb as he worked himself up into a frenzy. With abrupt, carnal and monstrous pumps, he began to plant his seed deep inside me.
The scent of sex and love filled the air as we laid in each other’s arms, caressing one another. He played with a few locks of my hair as he smiled down at me.
“That was incredible,” he told me as he continued loosely twirling my hair around his finger.
“It was,” I agreed as I rested with my hand cupped over his chest.
From that night on, we began spending more time at Dale’s house—sometimes even spending the night. Nevaeh loved his mansion; she called it her big doll house as she pretended to be a wealthy princess who was in charge of a village. Dale and I cherished her vivid imagination as she spun around throughout the house, often singing as she danced.
“You know,” Dale said to me one evening, “I think it would be really beneficial for Nevaeh to swim in the pool out back. Her doctor said that physical therapy would help her, and with the school year fast approaching, I think it’s wise to keep her as active as possible so she doesn’t miss school. It’ll be easy on her joints since you’re weightless in water. I think it’s perfect!”
“Yeah, but there’s just one thing,” I laughed. “Nevaeh doesn’t know how to swim.”
“She doesn’t know how to swim?”
“Nope. I’m not much of a swimmer and when I have time off work, I take her places to do things with her. Swimming has never been one of them.”
“I’ll teach her how to swim. It’s not that hard, and we’ll have a blast.” He assured me. “Bring her over tomorrow and I’ll give her her first lesson.”