UNBELIEVABLY SWEET GOLD RUSH : THE DAY OF THE BLACK SUN PART FOUR (RATED)
“Stephen”….. “Oh Stephen”…..”aaaahh¬” …”yes” her body was starting to burn. to scream. to want. she was craving. Stephen was firmly holding her as his moist and heated mouth continued to eat her flesh away, biting her neck. Her legs were growing weak at this sensation. She wrapped her hands around his neck as his mouth continued to explore her body. Her first feelings of what was yet to come soon passed through her as he bit her left mound through the fabric. Excitement shot to the very center of her core. Her inner goddess was on fire, screaming and drooling at his maneuver. His left hand slowly slid from her waist to her bottom behind; up and over her flesh and back up again. Meanwhile, his right hand slowly cupped her right mound whose apex was fully erect. He gently fondled it. It was like he was in slow motion. Every single touch of his taking her closer to that much envied blissful planet of ecstasy.
“oooooh…yess” she was breathing heavily. Her hands circling his head. His left hand slowly started creeping beneath her slack. The first contact of his fingers with her bare skin behind partially sent her over the edge. She lost all balance and had to hold on tightly to him. He lifted his face to meet hers, leaving wet patches on her shirt with the lining of her mounds clearly showing. Their lips slowly touched again as his hand behind on her bare skin kept going lower and lower. Wanting to be gentle, he was slow in kissing her but she had more urgent needs. She did not need to be slow. Not now. Not with his hand nearly reaching its target while his other hand was sliding beneath her top to undo her bra. Its like he had a third hand. Her tongue entered his mouth, searching, wanting. Her breathing was heavy.
His hand touched that soft and warm spot. Aaaah yes!!!!! Her fabric was sticky. Her wanton flesh was wet and warm. She needed to be touched so she ached he hips to give him access. He knew how she was feeling so he teased her by first brushing a hand past her moist sensitive area. Rosetta wasn’t on earth anymore. She need more his hand there. She pushed her hips to reach his hand but he moved it away.
“Stephen, please”…. She was in desperate need.
“please what?” he asked as he passionately kissed her. She felt like she was dripping. She felt extremely wet, hot and high. It pained to feel so much in need and yet be denied. She needed to be satisfied. She had to.
Stephen’s hand past over her precious rose again, this time slowly circling it as he went lower to that part in most need. She needed to feel him inside her. She was dying for his fingers. Her underwear did her no justice as it was preventing Steve’s hand from entering her.
“Take it off” she managed to whisper, her tongue still in his mouth. She was tugging at his shirt, driving her soft hands beneath his shirt, all over his chest and ultimately down to his trousers. Her heart nearly missed a beat. There was a large bulge on his trousers. She wanted to feel it so she did. She rubbed her hand up and about his hardened shaft whose figure was clearly visible through the jeans. Knowing he was so hard for her made her even more wet. She fumbled to undo his belt. She wanted to feel his flesh in her hand. She had just heard stories of how precious it is to hold a man’s shaft in your hands. She was moments away.
“ooooh…aaaaaahhhhh” she felt a hint of pain mixed with overwhelming pleasure. Steve had just quickly inserted a finger inside her.
“oh yes!!!!…ahhhh …asssshhh….uuuuhhhh…ahhhh…yes….yess…please…” tears were coming out of her eyes. This pleasure was unknown to her. She sucked his tongue as more desperation overtook her. Meanwhile, her hands were still stroking his shaft through the jeans as she had failed to unbuckle his belt. Steve felt some precum. He knew he was as high as she was. Or so he thought.
Abruptly, he removed his finger from where it was and inserted it back again ever so slowly she screamed her orgasm out. He then started pushing his finger in a circular motion. In and out. There was no friction anymore. Rosetta was literally wet with pleasure. It was building. It was nearly there. She was about to have her first real climax.
“please Steve”… she did not intend to say any of this.
“whats my name?” he mocked in between their passionate kiss.
“aaah yes!!!”… she was striding his hand to go deeper. “don’t stop” …ahhh yes” ‘…oh Steve”… she bit his tongue as finally she managed to slide her hand beneath his trousers and boxer to his pulsating hardened member. The feel of of blood rushing through his veins in her hand, his intoxicating mouth and the circular motion of his finger between her legs was more than she could take.
“come for me baby” that’s all she needed to hear.
“oh my gaaa……”…”aaaaaaahhhhh”…”yeeeeeeeesssss”…. “steeeeeeeeeeevvveeeeee”
Her brain escaped her head for a split second as her muscles tightened and contracted on his fingers. Steve never let up with the motion though the hole had become smaller and wetter. She ached back and forth as the pleasure swept through. This was more than she had heard, watched or read. He kept pushing in and out sending her into an unknown planet of leisure. She stroked his shaft as it all built up. Her legs grew weak. Steve firmly held her till her muscles relaxed and flexed.
“I love you Stephen!” she did not know whether she did not mean that. She laid her head on his chest and when the surge had passed, she felt this unknown happiness. She smiled with her hand still holding him. Steve was glad foreplay took her over the edge. She looked at his face. He looked at her. She had an evil smile on her face.
“thank you!” she whispered and kissed him, ever so slowly while she moved them towards the bed. Steve sensed this and broke the kiss. Removed her hand from his trousers and lifted her to the bed where he laid her. Then he started taking off his shirt while she unbuckled his belt. She had seen this before. So she tried to work it the way she saw it. Once his trousers dropped, she licked the lining of his member through the fabric of his white boxer. Stephen was dripping. The sensation was too much. He couldn’t let himself go over the edge now. Not before she felt him. He bent down to crop her top over hear head. She offered no resistance at all. As a compliment, she kissed his nipples as he undid her bra exposing the most gorgeous chest he had ever seen. A cool breeze passed over her bare chest as she stared into his eyes. She wanted him. He wanted her. This was Stephen. This was Rosetta. This was right and this was, THE COPPERBELT UNIVERSITY. He…..