#Quarantinestories...His TOUCH will be forever remembered as well as this heartbreaking goodbye...
Present Day
“Mom...Is this when you fell in love with daddy?” THE END!
#Quarantinestories ...My paw would kill him and forbid me to see him but I had to this one last time. I have to feel his hands on my cheeks as he embraces me with a kiss. I have to hear his heartbeat as I’m holding on to him...
#Quarantinestories ...with just one TOUCH! I still feel his hands on the small of back and it sends chills down my spine. He is...magical! I never thought that I a prestigious white girl would be in love with a black man. Hint the reason I have to say goodbye...
#Quarantinestories He’s not easy on the eyes but his hardworking 6’2 muscular body and his dark-skin make up for it. It was so hard for me to say goodbye to him...forever! You see, what I love about him is that when he holds me he makes me feel safe. He engulfs my 5’8 slender...
#Quarantinestories TOUCH!Defined as an action word. It could be used physically or it can be used mentally as in, “I was touched or moved by his actions”. I guess this entire will be about both. Today is March 27, 1954 and I’m in love with him...
“Buddy you must’ve had one hell of a dream?” my business partner Skip asked. I looked down at myself. Dick rock hard and drool in my beard. Then the thought came to my mind “I can’t wait to see her...” THE END
I hear my name “Anthony” over and over again...my body started to shake. It started out sensual but then violently. I still hear my name “Anthony”. I open my eyes and there I was...in my office daydreaming.
then I feel something wet on my dick. The woman sat on it...her pussy was like a pool. That GPC status. She started riding me as Angela is on my face. I must have been doing it right even with my focus just a little compromised because she started to moan and her eyes rolled back
She turns my back towards the bed and started walking me until I fall into a sitting position. Dick still rock hard. Throbbing for her attention. My head is pushed back and sits on my face. She loves the way I give her head so I know that’s what she wanted but...
The woman crawls closer to me and put my hard dick into her mouth. I swear my eyes rolled and my toes curled. This had to be the sexiest things she has ever done for me. As I felt my soul escaping my body, she stops.
She wasn’t. “I have a surprise for you baby,” Angela says as she is walking around me whip in hand. I look up and in the bed was a brown skinned beautiful woman. NAKED. Her breast smaller than Angela’s but I didn’t care. Little titties need love too.
Her breast protruding as if they were gasping for air. Her legs long and moist accented with 6 inch black feather high heels. She held a whip and as I got closer she put it between us. I dropped my towel bc he was ready.
As I get closer to the door I hear Janet Jackson’s Anytime Anyplace playing the lights are dimmed. The door is cracked so I slowly push it only to see her. My baby Angela, standing there with a black leather bodysuit.
Okay so I know this has to be a big deal. We only use the playroom for special occasions and parties. So I’m wondering what do she have up her sleeve. She had cooked Whiskey Honey Shrimp, garlic potatoes and steamed broccoli and I glass of Jack on ice. Yeah she’s up to something.
It’s 5:30pm and I’m headed home. My baby told me to come straight there. I didn’t want to disappoint her being that she rarely say that to me. I pull into the garage and walk into the kitchen. There was a note “Dinner is on the table. Take a shower and meet me in the playroom.”
Being quarantined got me in my feelings...single life...so I decided to write a little story...all feedback is welcomed and feel free to retweet. Thanks in advance