Chocolate

She said to him last day “I’ve been thinking...in fact a lot last night n even now… I’ll tell u what later… but I've got lotzz to decide... never had such a tough time before”.

“Oh so you didn’t sleep?!”

“I did, bcoz I was sleepy too… but this is not like one fine thought that jus popped up.. its been there in my head for a while... probably getting more evident or stronger by the day”

That made him nervous. He doesn’t like to be possessed, or to possess. He is afraid of commitments and long term relations. Or perhaps… he is afraid to love. May be he is afraid to loose, afraid to get hurt. He thinks life is simple and easier with fewer relations and commitments. And relations bring complications. He didn’t sleep for two days, he finished half a gallon of Irish Cream in two nights, he was thinking! What is she up to, will she propose? He likes her and can’t stand her going through his ‘No’. Same time he can’t have her to!

He is naughty, too notty! But deep inside he is nice too, too nice! She knew it. But she is too good for him, he thot. And he wanted someone wild, someone who can be a whore with him, behind the closed doors of his bedroom.

He tried to avoid her for the next few days. And then she called him up and told we will go for a movie. They were very good friends, and she hasn’t told anything yet. So he agreed. After the movie they went to his apartment. They had dinner together. As they were watching TV together in his couch, she placed her hand over his… and said “I love you”. He sat there staring into the television for a while. Then he took her hand and placed it over her lap, saying “I’m sorry”. “But, why?” she asked. “You are too good to be mine”, he looked into her eyes, their eyes locked.

“Explain” she whispered with wet eyes. “I am a pervert; don’t get fooled by what you see. I am just pretending to be nice. Haven’t you heard world is a big stage and we are all actors. I am just a clever actor. I am nasty and wild. All I want is pleasure and fun! I can’t love anyone for long! I get bored of everything very soon, I am a man of variety and that is the spice in my life…” he continued maundering. “Shhh…” she hushed him up with her finger pressed against his lips and murmured “Try me”. She ran her soft finger over his lips… and gently slipped it into his fluffy lips. He wrapped his lips around her cute little finger and sucked it in gently. She moaned when her finger was brushed by his wet and warm tongue. She pulled it out… and ran it down his throat… still moist by his saliva.

“How do you taste like…” he uttered. “Chocolate, hmm… try” she whispered back. He stood on his knees, between her legs, unzipped her jeans and pulled it down to her ankles. She arched back, pushing her hips forward and spreading her legs further. He kissed her near her knee and then her inner thighs and on her panty. He could smell her aroma, and feel the warmth, down there. She moved her panty to the side, he gazed at it for a while, and his lips parted in awe. She could feel the passion and desire burning in him, and his saliva was almost about to ooze down his lips, from his watering mouth. He looked up at her, sticking his tongue out. A drop of his spittle fell onto her split pink lips. She shivered as if she got burnt between her legs. His tongue went after the drop of saliva and he was licking her like a strawberry ice cream stick, till she completely melt down into his lips.

She lied on her back, on the sofa. He crawled upon her. Kissing all the way up, until his lips met her. As she sucked his lips, her hands went down and unzipped him. She freed his manhood in a fly. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his closer. She moaned as he entered her. She was a virgin! He gently went in, inch by inch. She held her breath with closed eyes, as he pushed her tight lips apart to make way, till he was fully in. They stayed still for a few moments, and she silently enjoyed every moment of him inside; and still growing. She could feel the unity, the moment of togetherness and she knew this is the closest a woman can feel her man. As the excitement dissolved her pain and anxiousness, she started moving her hips slowly. He put his hands under her shoulder, lifted her in his arms… and slowly moved in and out of her. The passion and pace slowly peaked. She came on him, in his arms… and he dropped off his worries deep inside her. They both were sweating even though it was winter!

As he rested his head on her tender breast, flipping her rose nipple with his tongue, she combed his hair with her fingers and said softly “I love you”. He looked at her eyes… paused for a few moments… and then kissed her on her lips. A few gentle kisses and her lips were sucked into his mouth. She got her answer!