The Pull Up

"The Pull Up"

 

The light from her phone illuminates the room; the shining indigo blue chases away the darkness and casts new shadows on her bedroom walls. She received a text message, and at 2:37am it had better be something or someone important. The text was from her new friend. The guy she recently met and started to get to know. Their meeting was strange to her as it seemed the universe was doing its best to bring them together. The text read

"Wyd?"

Smh, how generic, but for some reason it made her smile. She sarcastically texts back

"I'm sleeping".

"Well I'm outside" he replied.

"Outside where?" she quickly typed back.

"Outside ur crib, come here, I want to see u” he responded

Her instant thought is this nigga is tripping, who does he think he is? Popping up at my crib at this hour, I'm going to curse him out because he's crossed the line. But when she peeked out of her window through her venetian blinds she saw his car outside running. What did he want? What is he doing here? Damn I want to see him too. Fuck it!

"I'm not dressed properly to come outside" she text.

"Me neither, but come here anyway" he replied.

She felt heat rush through her body after reading his reply. She was sleeping in a tank top and some panties. She threw on her robe and some slippers then proceeded downstairs. When she stepped outside he got out of the car. When she made eye contact with him the energy was electric. As if the summer night air filled with static electricity. The energy grew as she walked towards him and his car. He wasn't lying about his attire. He had on a wife beater and some grey sweat pajama bottoms. The material was really thin and she could see his dick hanging low and to the left. The sight of his dick print made her flustered, but she would not give him the satisfaction of knowing what she was feeling in that moment. As she approached him she spoke

"So what's up?”

"You" he replied, while grabbing her spinning her around and pressing her back against the passenger side door and window of his car. He pressed his body against hers and they seemed to fit together perfectly. Like opposite puzzle pieces or matching Lego pieces. His dick slid right between her legs and pressed firmly against her pussy lips. The fit was so perfect they could feel the heat of each other's genitalia through the material. He grabbed the back her head and neck and cocked her head to the side. He moved in and they locked lips. The energy that transferred between their lips was hot, shocking, and orgasmic. Their tongues intertwined as they began to taste one another's passion. She was thrown off guard, but it felt so right she continued along with it. He worked his way down the left side of her neck, licking and sucking on her skin with his full lips and skilled tongue. He pulls down her tank top exposing her breasts. He cups, caresses, licks, sucks, and nibbles on her nipples in a way that has never been done before. Her panties are soaked. So wet in fact the fronts of his grey pajama pants are stained. While kissing he pulls his long dick out thru the opening in the front of the pants. He slides her panties to the side then slides his dick into her crotch. Her juices allow his dick to slide and nestle right into the wet panties. The bottom of her pussy slides along the top of his dick. She doesn't even realize it but her body has already started moving with his rhythm. She grinds her hips so that she can feel his dick, but this dance isn't enough, she wants him inside of her. (To be cont...)