Gia & Ronnie (Explicit)
(Read at your own risk)
Knock! Knock! Knock! Someone was at my door. I was hesitant to get myself up even though I’m sitting on the couch in the living room. The only questions running through my mind is ‘Who could this be at 1:21a.m. on a Wednesday and what could they possibly want this late?’ I stuck my spoon in my ice cream and placed my ice cream container on the coffee table. Sluggishly, I walked to the door dragging my feet in my favorite bedroom slippers. I peeped through the peep hole, yet still the face of who it could be appeared vague. “Who is it?,” I yelled. The reply of a deep, masculine voice answers and says, “It’s Ronnie from 3B ..Can we talk? I know it’s late and I’m sorry,” he yells. “I got some things I need to get off my chest and you’re the only one I care to talk to about it, Gia.” Apart of me wanted to leave him out there. After all, I’m dealing with a shit load of my own life problems. I couldn’t find it my heart to do that anyway. We’ve talked on numerous occasions in the hall, but he never struck me as the type to be going through something. But hey, even the best of us have our worst days. I took a deep breath after debating in my head whether or not to allow him to enter and I unlocked the door. No surprise there. Being that I’m such a people pleaser. He came in, I shut the door behind him and I offered him a seat on the couch next to me. "What’s on your mind that’s got you up so late, Ronnie?“ I asked. "I’m dealing with some girl problems. My girl admitted to me that she’s seeing someone else,” he replied as he sat. “What makes it worst is she confessed while I was down on one knee proposing to her.” I interrupted and grabbed my ice cream to put it back in the freezer. “Okay, I can tell now that I’m gonna need a drink before we continue any further with this conversation.” Walking to the kitchen I asked Ronnie if he drinks and he said he does. So I put away the ice cream & I grabbed my bottle of Paul Mason and two shot glasses from the cabinet, then returned to the couch next to Ronnie. I placed the glasses on the coffee table and proceeded to pour our shots. Now curious of their relationship, I began to ask questions. “So how long were you two together prior to the proposal?”
"We were together for 1 year and a half, but I’ve known her for 2 years", He adds throwing his shot back with no hesitation. “Did you have any suspicions of cheating while you were with her at all?”, I curiously asked while throwing mine back as well. “No, not at all. I wouldn’t have proposed if I did, trust me,” Ronnie says pouring him & I another shot. We talked a little while longer. Seems like 5 minutes turned into 45, and full bottle of Paul Mason is now empty on his behalf. I tapped out of drinking so I wouldn’t get intoxicated and suffer a hangover at work later on this afternoon. At this point we’re talking about how his family, mostly his mother, always disapproved of his relationship with his girlfriend ..well his ex-girlfriend, but he continued to love her despite the opposition of his family. He picked up his last shot off the table and spills it all right in the center his white tee. "Shit! I’m so sorry, Gia. I got a little on your couch.“ He takes his shirt off and uses it to wipe his chest and the couch. I couldn’t help but to focus my attention on how godly his body was. Nice tribal tattoo on his left shoulder leading to his chest. A nice, even caramel complexion and smooth looking skin. His arms are so cut and I can see his veins on his biceps. My eyes started to wander lower as I counted 8 packs. It astonished me because I was expecting 6. Just when I thought I couldn’t get anymore turned on by the attraction of his body, he licked his lips. I never looked at Ronnie this way. Maybe it was the alcohol. It had me a little tipsy being that I’m a light drinker. Perfectly white teeth with a small gap in the front. His mustache and beard were nicely trimmed. He stood to make sure he got every drop of liquor off of my couch. As he did so, I could not stop my curious little eyes from traveling to his crotch …Oh, God!? What in the hell am I thinking? I gotta stop thinking like this. This man just got out of a horrible relationship. Yet, I am a single woman and it’s been 3 months since my last rendezvous with a man. He turns his attention to me as I’m lost fantasizing about the size of his dick. I turned my head quickly to the opposite way as if I wasn’t looking. Hopefully he didn’t see me peeping at his package. I’ll just act like I wasn’t doing anything. Yeah, just act normal. I don’t want to come across as desperate. But I continued to fantasize. I couldn’t help it. "What’s on your mind?”, he asked me out of the blue, disturbing my vivid thoughts. “Oh, nothing! Nothing ..Just thinking about life.” I had to come up with a quick response to the question. "What about life has gotten you so caught up in thought?“ I proceeded to babble on about work, family, and financial issues. He listened and sympathized with my situations. "I’m just drained. All my energy is slowly leaving my body. I keep telling myself to push forward when honestly I just feel so ready to just surrender …I don’t know, Ronnie. If I didn’t have bills to pay, I would’ve been quit my job and ran away. But I can’t even afford a vacation, so I’m stuck here.” I shrugged my shoulder and pouted my lips a little. “Turn around”, he says. “I know exactly what you need to relax.” I turned around and he slowly starts to massage my shoulders. His hands were big and gentle at the same time. He was working magic on me. I never loosened up so quick ever in my life. Woo!! Lord knows I needed that. "You’re so tensed. When’s the last time you had a man massage your shoulders?“ He asked me. "It’s been a while, believe me. I’m so busy, I just don’t have time for any 'special’ company.” "Lie down and let me rub your back if you don’t mind,“ Ronnie says. Now, as much as I didn’t want to seem desperate, what hard working women in her right state of mind would decline a massage offer from a fine ass man? And FREE!? I turned, took my shirt off and lied across the couch so he could work more of his magic on me. He unhooked my bra and I was okay with it. He slowly removed the straps and started to deeply massage my back. It felt so good that I couldn’t help but to let out a little moan. Apparently he liked it because I heard him chuckle. "You alright, Gia?” He asked me smiling. "Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just so relaxed. Thank you for this. I appreciate it dearly. I really needed this.“ He took his hands slowly down my spine reaching my pajama pants and continued to slightly pull them down. Now my head is spinning and my emotions & thoughts are all over the place. In my mind, I wanted him to pull them all the way down, but I couldn’t find the courage to tell him so. So, after 5 minutes of telling myself in my head to be spontaneous, I did the unthinkable. I pulled my pajamas and my VS panties down to expose my whole ass. At this point I’m naked and I’m feeling completely comfortable.
As I’m lying here I began to have various thoughts of Ronnie & I having sex. What if we did? …Nah, nah, nah. I can’t do that. I’ll feel bad. As if I’m catching him on the rebound. What if I start to find myself attracted to him as more than a neighbor or friend. It’s kind of too late for that. I’m here on the couch completely naked in the presence of this man. I’m not ashamed to admit to myself that I’m turned on. Just as I start fantasizing a little more about his sex, Ronnie took it upon himself to massage my lower back and my ass. The way he touched me just drug me further into a trans-like state. Wait a minute …I’m actually starting to get wet. His touch is stimulating me in the most erotic way possible. I felt like I was in the beginning of my own porno. Especially with a fine, black man that I probably wouldn’t have ever imagined myself to be with. "You have a beautiful body, Gia”, Ronnie leans forward and kisses the back of my neck and slowly drives his tongue all the way down my spine to my lower back where he stops and grips me on my waist. He lifts me up by waist, causing me to be Face down, ass up. He adjusted himself and got behind me. Still in the same position, he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me right on the lips. Yes, he did ..My pussy lips. I’m no fan of sex on the first night, but the heat of the moment and the buzz of the alcohol got me in a spontaneous mood. Plus, that massage did wonders on relaxing me and stimulating my hormones as well. Being single with a high sex drive is no joke. Especially when you’re actually not out here fucking everything with a “third leg”. He kissed my pussy again. This time adding some tongue to it. My right leg twitched as the tip of his tongue entered. He kept going and I started moaning. The moment I started to moan, he increased his speed. His tongue felt like Heaven on Earth. “Get on ya’ back for me” he said licking those fine, full lips of his. I turned over and opened my legs as he got down on his knees in front of me. He placed his hands behind my knees and held my legs up against my body. He leaned down again and started to lick slowly around my clit. The pleasure was so intense, I grabbed one of my legs for him. He took his fingers and rubbed my clit while french kissing my pussy. Previous guys had a habit of doing it too rough, but he knew exactly what he was doing. Slowly rubbing it with a gentle touch. With every stroke of his tongue he swept away all my anxiety. He erased all my depression. I didn’t feel lonely, I felt attractive. I was unconscious of the fact that I was gripping the couch pillow so hard. I didn’t care, it felt like a perfect 10. I closed my eyes, threw my head back and bit my bottom lip as he did his thing.
(Ronnie’s Point of View)
I noticed the way Gia was staring at me the moment I took my shirt off. She had this look of desire in her eyes. She said it’s been a while since she’s felt a real man’s touch, so why not give her what she needs. I don’t want her to think I’m using her, though. I’ve always admired her, but kept my thoughts to myself out of respect for my relationship. The times we’ve bumped into each other in the hall, those small conversations in the elevator, even when we both coincidentally go out to get our mail. It all gave me small windows of opportunity to get to know her. I like how intellectual she is. I find it hard to believe that I’m eating her out right now. I glanced up at her from down below and her eyes were shut. With every lick I get harder and harder. How about I give her what she was staring at? I started kissing from her vagina, up to her belly button, in between her breast, and before I got to her lips I stopped to show her neck some love. As I was sucking on her neck I started rubbing my dick through my shorts. She turned her head to expose her neck to me more as she started to moan. Gia took her hand and placed it on my head gently sliding it down the back of my skull to the base of my neck. I could tell she liked having her neck kissed by the way she gripped the back of mine and bit her lip. So I did it a little longer while fingering her. I proceeded to kiss her beautiful lips. She took her hand and placed it on my abs. I reached and started to rub my dick again. I was eager to go all the way, but I took my time for the sake of her pleasure. After all, I’m doing this to please her. Not just me. Sex is a two way street, so both people have to get equal satisfaction. In this case, I want Gia to feel most of the pleasure. Just as I was getting ready to whip it out, Gia slides her hand down my 8 pack and to my shorts. She starts to loosen the string. She did it slow while I was kissing her. She reached her hand in and proceeded to do what all women do when they touch a man’s penis ..She used her hand to estimate my length by slowly stroking it from the base to the head. She got mid-way and It seemed like I lost her. It was like she forgot we were just kissing. She kept going as she looked me in my eyes with her mouth slightly opened in shock. “Nine inches”, I whispered answering the question I knew she had in her head. “N.. Nine? …Ronnie, Nine inches?” She stuttered a little bit, but I thought it was kind of attractive. “As in 3 inches away from one foot?” "Yeah, 9.“ I chuckled. I couldn’t help it, she looked so surprised. Gia took it upon herself to pull it completely out, so I lost the shorts. Just the feel of her hand on my dick was enough to make it harder than it’s ever been. She looked at it as she stroked it. I could see her evaluate every vein on it, how thick it is ..And if she’d be able to take it. I could barely fit 2-3 fingers in. So I know she’s going to be a little tight. Maybe she has lube? She did mention that it had been a while for her. I can’t forget that. Which means I can’t be rough upon entry. I’m standing in front of her completely naked as she sits naked on the couch. She licked her lips so sexy before she leaned forward and licked the head of my dick. I braced myself because I knew she was about to start giving me head ..and she did. She placed her lips around it and slowly went all the way down ..ALL THE WAY DOWN! The warmth of her mouth, the lubrication of her saliva, the comfort of her tongue and depth of her throat were all perfectly combined to give me some of the best oral sex I’ve gotten since high school. She increased her speed. Just a little. Not too slow, not too fast. It was just right. Too enjoyable. My toes started to curl into the carpet and my legs are trembling. I’m pretty sure she can feel it, her hand is on my waist. She started to twist her hand up and down my dick as spit was coming out of her mouth. She was turning her neck with ever stroke. I could feel the back of her throat. Her gag reflex was under control for a good amount of time. She managed not to gag unless I held her head there for a few seconds, or until she tapped her fingers on my waist as a sign she needed to breath. I’d let her. She spit a bunch of saliva on my dick all at once. I guess at this point, my question about lube was out of the picture. I took control from this point on. Leaning her back slowly. I propped her up with a pillow for comfort and asked her was she good. "I’m good, Ronnie.” She said with her sexy ass voice, staring into my eyes. “Just wanted to check on you,” I replied leaning in to kiss her before I begin to penetrate her. I kneeled down to lick her pussy and I stroked my dick a little bit longer. I sat up, pulled her out towards me a little more and started to insert my dick. “Oow!!”, Gia flinched and quickly threw her hand on my abs and pushed back. I kind of figured It was going to be a mission making 9 inches go in without hurting her or making her uncomfortable. “I got you, Baby. Just trust me”, I reassured her as I slowly started to go in a little deeper than the first attempt. I continuously put a little in at a time, then took it out so it wouldn’t be too much on her at once. Eventually we made progress and I was able to get half in. “Just start thrusting,” She suggested. “It’ll start to feel better when you do.”
I couldn’t help but to hesitate when she said that. The first thought that came to my mind was ”..You sure?“ As I lean over her, placing my arms beside her lying on the couch. "I’m a tough girl, Ronnie,” She said biting her lip. “I can handle it.” I couldn’t have been more attracted to her in that moment. I felt like she was trusting me to take care of her pussy like a real man is supposed to do. She gripped my arms as if she was preparing herself for me to just rush my way in. But see ..I like to take my time. Rushing it used to be my thing when I was teen, but now it’s all about making a lady feel it. Every inch of me while making the pleasure last. I already know I’m gon’ need about an hour with Gia tonight. She’s different. I started to stick my dick back inside of her tight, pink pussy. She flinched a little, but it wasn’t as bad as the first time. She was loosening up. I started to slowly thrust making sure with every stroke I go deeper. The deeper I went, the tighter her grip got around my arms. I had to think of a way to relax her quick. So what better way to do that then play with her hot spot? I leaned forward and started to nibble on her neck while I was thrusting to take her mind off of the starting penetration. She started to moan, her grip started to fade, and her eyes started to roll. I could tell she was relaxed now because she was getting wetter and lose enough for me to work with. I slowly worked all of my dick in, inch by inch. I thrusted all of it in and held it there. Gia gasped. Her mouth was stuck in shock, slightly opened from me doing that. I knew I had her then. So, I quickly pinned her hands down to the couch and locked our fingers together; Still thrusting slowly and biting on her neck. She finally found her inner voice and started to moan. Intensely! "Ronnie,“ She moaned. "Ronnie, don’t stop!” I began to speed up a tad bit …Yea this right here was the perfect speed. Slow enough to take my time and enjoy the moisture of her juices. Fast enough to not keep her waiting for the dick to come back. I’m a true gentleman. I never keep a lady waiting. I kept stroking her pussy, Gia kept moaning. I looked down to see her moaning and staring me right in my eyes. Her beautiful almond eyes. I could see the lust in them as I stared back. She probably can see lust in mine as well. This girl is truly different and the vibes between us felt different than any other women I have encountered. I folded Gia gentle enough to hold her in my arms, then I lifted her slowly off the couch. I held her up in the air and resumed.
(Gia) I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, but not to the point where he’d struggle breathing. I can’t believe this man just picked me up and is still holding me in the air while he’s fucking me. Ronnie’s strength and masculinity just turn me on more. And the more I got turned on, the wetter I got. I couldn’t help but to moan loud in his ear. "Fuck!!“ He yelled out.
(Ronnie) The tightness of her pussy against the head of my dick felt so pleasurable. I couldn’t contain my outburst anymore. I walked over to the dining table and laid her on top. I turned her over, slid her back towards me and smacked her ass. I got down on one knee stroking my dick while I ate her pussy. A few seconds later I got up and held open her pussy with my thumb & index finger. I slid my dick back in with ease. I started long stroking as I gripped her waist. Long, hard strokes. "Ooh, shit, Ronnie!”, She burst out. “Don’t move. Stay right there!?” At this point, I got her right where I want her. Close to her climax.
(Gia) This man …Did he really just find my G-Spot!? ..I ..I can’t take my mind off of the fact that this man is making me sweat more than my two exes have ever done ..AND HE’S DOING ALL THE WORK. I try fighting for control, but his alpha male ways only dominate my femininity. It’s attractive because I actually don’t mind being the submissive one. The feel of his thick, beautiful black dick rubbing back and forth against my walls, hitting my spot and Dominating my body in the most gentle of masculine ways. He is definitely on another level. I keep moaning because the more he strokes, the closer I get to cumming. He knows exactly what he’s doing. "Shit!“ I yelled while rubbing my clit. Ronnie is about to makes me cum.
(Ronnie) She can’t sit still. Her body starts to vibrate a little and I’m no stranger to these actions. I must be close to my goal. I started speeding up. Gia can’t seem to say anything else but moans my name clearly. She starts rubbing her clit faster, so I started thrusting faster. A few moments later…
(Gia) HE MADE ME CUM! ..And it was so intense. My body was trembling. My pussy got this mind blowing tingling sensation running through it. My clit became sensitive to touch. Every time Ronnie played with it, it only caused me to cum a little more. He got on his knees and began to preform oral sex on me, drinking my juices as they leaked. He got up and slid his dick back in. Thrusting with great stamina. I could feel him breathing on my neck ass he hovered over me. He started cursing in my ear as he sped up. "Fuck!” He said heavily breathing. “Ah, shit…” I could feel his dick throbbing inside of me. He stood up and pulled his dick out. He started stroking the head of his dick in a circular motion and soon after..
(Ronnie) I ended up busting a nut right on her lower stomach. Gia …This woman is different. I don’t know, I want to stick around ..But I don’t want to seem desperate.
Finished ‘Open Mike Night’ but don’t forget about ‘Gia & Ronnie’ ..Read both and get them minds stimulated
