Before I start I just want to say this blog is rated grown up. My number one Blog It Baby, Style-Razzi posted a whole collection of Boots from the Balenciaga 2008 spring collection which inspired this memory of my Cinderella. She walked into my apartment, if wearing shoes were a game she would be the love child of Candace Parker & Lebron James. I knew that night would be fun and my intuition did not let me down.

We sat and conversed for a while over drinks while watching comedy on OnDemand. That’s when it happened, she leaned over and kissed me on my lips. She told me she’s had to do it, my lips were looking so soft and juicy. I smiled and thought to myself ’she’s trying to turn me out’ we’ll see about that.

I finally had her down to her panties, we’ve been playing a game of strip dominoes, yeah anything to get her out of her clothes. As she pulled off her panties I saw the most beautiful P U S S Y I’ve ever seen in my life. Her lips were full, and her hair was bare, I couldn’t help but inch towards her. I wanted to put my face in it, so I did. As I got closer the aroma of her body entered my nose and It was like heaven. I took great pleasure in her scent, but I took even more pleasure in her taste. I ran my tongue up her left lip, curved it around her c l i t and down her right lip, stopping at the bottom and then parting her lips with by running my tongue up the middle of her split. She moaned as I told her how much I loved the taste of her in my mouth. I swear I must have stayed down here for a good half hour if not longer. I licked and suck, I made it my mission to eat her until the brink of orgasm and then I would enter her.

That didn’t work because I felt her hand grab the back of my locks, her legs get tight and her body shake, she came in my mouth without any forewarning. I loved it, but I would pay her back for that.

I yanked my head out of her hands and pulled out my rock hard manxilla. I was determined to forcefully introduce him into her body. So I did just that, I gave her one last lick before thrusting myself inside of her. She damn near screamed but she was so wet I could feel her juices splash over my b a l l s. I pounded her driving her head and neck into the back of my couch. I placed my hands on her neck, looked her straight in her eyes and reminded her that she’s pose to tell me when she’s going to come in my mouth. A light choke, and low moans echoed off my walls. I moved my hand and ran my fingers through her hair, slowing my pace, shortening up my strokes. I gave her nine quick and shallow strokes inside of her body.

Followed by a sudden long deep stroke slowing sliding my manxilla inside of her. Then giving her 8 shallow strokes and 2 long deep ones. Once I got to 5 shallow strokes, I followed them by 5 deep, hard, and fast stokes inside her, she screamed in ecstasy. I watched her juice all over me.

After a few more positions, I felt myself building up an explosion, I pulled out, grabbed her hair put myself in her mouth and returned the favor she blessed me earlier. About 3 in the morning I sent her a text message letting her know I could still smell her on my face, and I loved it. We must have romped for that whole summer, but she would prove not to be worthy of being my Cinderella.