Have You Ever Been Booty Called? (Rain Down on Me)

WORDS BY SWEET NECTAR

It was a rainy night, my favorite kind of night. As the raindrops steadily hit my windowpane, my body began to pulsate and my heart rate increased.

I ached for the touch of a man. I wanted to feel tender kisses traveling all over my skin.

My thoughts were invaded by the sound of the phone ringing. I picked it up it was Damon, he wanted to see me. The mere sound of his voice made my lips quiver.

Both of them.

He wanted me to come over and I was more than willing to oblige him. But first I had to hop in the shower. As the water glazed over me I imagined my sponge was his hands, exploring every crevice of my body.

I toweled off and lotioned myself in his favorite scent. I put on my heels and a trench coat and called a cab.

I could feel the cabby’s eyes sizing me up as I made my way to the passenger side door. My trench was tightly wrapped, but it didn’t take much of an imagination to tell that I was naked underneath.

It was a short trip but I didn’t feel like driving, especially in these heels. When I arrived at Damon’s place and asked the cab driver how much, he waived my fare and smirked, “Have a good evening.”

I smiled and sashayed up Damon’s front stairs.

I let myself in with the spare key that was hidden under the welcome mat. I opened the door and saw Damon on the phone.

We caught eyes and he quickly wrapped his call. Once he hung up, Damon stood up to greet me but before he knew it I had pushed him back down in the chair.

I put my right heel on the armrest and undid my coat, which fell to the floor behind me.

He grabbed me immediately.

His hands locked firmly on my waist and pulled me into him. The feeling of his big strong arms around me excited me.

He kissed me with such passion. I could tell he missed me and it was as if absence made his dick harder. I could feel it pulsating through his pants against my thigh.

Mmm.

I couldn't wait to taste it.

So I did.

I loved to hear him enjoying me, enjoying him.

But then, Damon pushed me to the floor, as I swallowed his love below—still in my heels I might add.

He pushed my legs apart and took over my body with his tongue.

Every inch of me shook.

It felt like I was going into convulsions and it scared me.

What was happening to me?

My legs would not stop shaking and then it happened—I let out a sound of ecstasy that the whole neighborhood could hear.

It happened.

The Big O enveloped my clit and extended throughout my body.

Vigorously.

Damon savored the moment and sealed it with a big, juicy kiss.

Muah!

Yet, he was not done. He took my hand and pulled me up, before telling me to come sit on it.

I slide down on him like a cheerleader hitting a split with ease. I rode him feverishly as if my life depended on it.

And it did.

I felt my heart skip a beat the more I worked my magic.

Oh, shit!

There was that feeling again. I was about to cum once more. Damon sensed it and took control.

He locked his hands on my waist and pumped harder. Then, he sat up and told me to get on all fours, which was my favorite position.

I wound down on him like my favorite reggae song was playing. He grabbed me hips and never let go.

He fucked the life out of me until we climaxed—together.

When we were done, I took another shower and kissed him softly before calling another cab to take me home.

When I got outside I realized it was the same driver from before. Coincidence? You be the judge.

Fin!

Are you turned on by the sound of rain? Can the sound of your lover’s voice turn you on? Ladies, would you ever head to your lover’s house in nothing but a trench coat? Would the fact of being naked under your coat make you feel sexy? Would you be embarrassed by a cab driver knowing you were about to get your freak on? Is a shower mandatory before any good booty call? Fellas, would you be turned on by a woman coming to your crib in nothing but a trench? Do you enjoy a good booty call?

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SONG OF THE DAY "Rain" by SWV