Webs We Weave

Your s*x is on fire.

I felt something ticklish, cool and wet. I woke up to see this beautiful man's face between my legs. MY, beautiful man's face between my legs. His shaggy black locks tickling my inner thighs when he moves to kiss me good morning. He twirls his tongue around my c**t and licks and kisses me all the way up. I moaned when his tongue circled around my n*****s. He tugged at it a little and continued to kiss and massage my breasts. He squeezed them together and push his tongue through my cleavage all the way up my neck in a straight line, up to my chin, to my lips into my mouth. Our tongues started slow dancing to the vibration of our souls and its needs. The soul's need to be one with one. He crouched over me and started rubbing my c**t with his thumb and fingering me with his index and middle finger. His other two fingers slid up the back causing an unusual sensation inside my core. What is this man doing to me? I reached out to touch him, I want what's mine, and I want it inside of me. Again. His d**k was hard already when I started stroking him. Jay had a lot of pre c*m, which I thought was so much sexier. My wetness and his wetness mixed together, making our bodies slide against each other smoothly. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a sitting position, with my legs still open he wraps them around his waist, lifting my ass with both his hands and spreading my cheeks apart. I arched my back and he put is face in the crook of my neck and just breathed close in my ear. He gently slid his gifted d**k into me. Oh f**k! He filled me up completely. The slightest of movement made me quiver with pleasure. He went really slowly, and that made sure I felt every inch of him. The intensity of the build up was something like never before for me. It felt so good when he moved in and out of me, I was ready to explode. Just when I was about to, he pulled out and buried his face and four fingers into my p***y and sucked on my c**t. My c*m poured out into his mouth down his chin, dripping from his hands and fingers. He took every drop out of me and kept moaning.

When my last wave ended and I came to, I looked up and Jay was laying on top of me between my legs on his stomach, his face down, planted between my breasts. The sunshine was well pouring into the bedroom. The sheets were everywhere, the whole room smelled like us. Delicious.

"Good morning." Jay said suddenly, I thought he was out for the count.

"Morning babe, I thought you passed ou on me." I started twirling his black locks, tangling my fingers in it.

"Right after the most important meal of the day?" he got up and gave my ass a small smack. "Thank you for breakfast, angel." He winked at me and started walking towards the bathroom.

"Speaking of breakfast, where was mine?" I asked coyly.

He stopped and turned around to look at me. "what baby?"

"Yeah, you had your meal, what did you do with mine? You didn't even leave a little taste for me."

"I didn't want to break your build up, but I had to pull out because I couldn't keep my c*m in anymore, so I pulled out and finished you off."

"How considerate of you, my love. You know we could always use a condom if you want to let go inside of me."

"Nah, this works for me. Besides I'll take your erupting volcano in my mouth any time of any day." We burst out laughing as he turned to go to the bathroom.

"What the fu**, Jay?" I said, still laughing. "Babe you're such a freak sometimes. I need water. And coffee. And eggs!" I shouted after him.

"And that you shall have!" he shouted from the shower.

***

Tokai's P.O.V

I woke up on someone's floor this morning, with last night's alcohol still well lodged in my head. I need to call Slo. The dial tone shot through my ears until my head started pounding.

" Hello?", saved by her voice.

"Hey dude, what's up?" I should probably do a little small talk.

"You called me, what do you want?" she sounded really irritated by something.

"Could you come and pick me up? I need you." I got straight to the point.

"What? Are you serious? No." her words spilled out one right after the other.

"Why not?" She's going to make me work for it, I'm sure.

"You want me to stop whatever it is I'm doing, to leave everything, cancel my plans, because you need me to pick you up from fu** knows where?" She's getting all upset for some reason, I just don't get women sometimes. Then they're there, and then they're not.

"Why are you getting so angry? As a friend, I am asking you to please come and help me out. Please, dude. I have no one else to call."

That should be enough, right?

"Are you hearing yourself right now?"

I get it. Jay-fu** is the center of her world.

"Look I'm sorry I asked, my bad. You're probably with your boyfriend so I understand why you don't want to come and get me. It's cool dude." Guilt trips don't phase her, so I have to make her feel sorry for me. She always wanted to take care of me and love me. We'd go riding together in the woods, have picnics, fu**ed each other under a sky of trees on smooth rocks nearby the little waterfall hidden along the mountain biking trail. It felt so good being inside of her. Every. Damn. Time. I'm getting hard just thinking about it.

"Yeah, sorry. I can't come and get you, we have plans. Bye." She hung up before I could say anything back. Last night's dreams suddenly came back to me. All of them. She was touching him, he was kissing her, he must have taken off her dress. Thinking about them together made me feel sick to my stomach, as if I'd need a reason for that. Before I knew it, the bottle of vodka from last night was on the floor, coming straight out of me. Fu**.

I finally got out of the house I crashed at, lucky for me it was in a fancy neighborhood. Suburban housewives walking around in their tight exercising clothes, some of them very eager to extend a helping hand, and then some a little too eager.

Well I found my way back to my apartment and cleaned myself up. I decided to put on my gear and go biking by the waterfall after all. I was putting out my cigarette when the picture on the refrigerator caught my eye. It was a picture of Sloane and I partying at a festival. We were dressed up as Indians for the event. I ate her out really good that night just outside our tent in the tall grass, my tongue and fingers went in and out so deep inside her pu**y until her juices flowed into my mouth over my face. She was so beautiful just laying there with her legs still spread apart, her breasts soft and her n*****s hard. The moonlight reflected on her skin where it was still wet from licking and sucking her. Her fair skin white on the green grass, there was definitely passion and intense gravity that pushed us together. s*x with her was always more than just s*x. It was also something else.

My thoughts were interrupted when a familiar voice spoke behind me.

"Hello, Kai.."

I turned around to see a face that I wish we could all forget.

Fu**.Me.