Have You Ever Used Sex to Get Over an Ex?

WORDS BY RAE FROM MIA

She had the softest, tastiest brown skin you could possibly imagine. She was a  caramel-skinned goddess with long black hair… Hair that was actually her own. I made sure of that.

Her sensuous full lips were magnets for my own. Her brown eyes were telling me what she wanted. More importantly, what I wanted.

Her scent… Oh, her scent… I still have it on me. Her perfume was so entrancing that each whiff pulled me in closer like a siren singing a hypnotic song that lured me into her lair.

She had on this nice green dress. Not too revealing, not too fancy, it was just right. The material showed off just enough of her shape without being slutty and the color complimented her heavenly complexion perfectly.

I could go on and on about her skin, virtually without blemish. Her uncovered shoulders were the perfect place to land my thirsty lips. My first taste of her was oh so sweet.

She knew where I was going next.

Gently brushing her hair to one side, she cleared the path for me, the path to my favorite spot on her neck. That sweet spot right above her collarbone. She ached for my tongue to re-introduce itself to her skin.

I was her vampire, minus the inconvenience of fangs. I tongue kissed her neck like there was no tomorrow—only today, right now, this moment.

Por qué?

Maybe because I knew there was no tomorrow.

She moaned.

I'd heard her moan before but this was different. It was the kind of carnal sound you hear when a woman suddenly realizes you mean business.

She was prey for the taking and I sunk my teeth in deeper.

The taste…oh, Lord, the taste... I couldn’t stop.

The only body parts that were forbidden from me were her ears. She told me that beforehand, but still I nibbled gently on her bottom earlobe anyway.

She didn’t stop me.

Her lips were screaming for my tongue and I listened. Slowly but surely, my most talented muscle found a new place to hide. Over and over again, we tongue wrestled like there was no tomorrow.

Por qué?

Because there was no tomorrow—only today, right now, this moment.

I switched back and forth from her lips to her neck, her neck to her lips. Both sides were literally licked clean, and it didn’t take long for her to follow my lead.

It seemed she liked the way my neck tasted too. The tiny bite marks on my ears weren’t too bad either. Her hands were feeling up my short hair and ere slowly guiding me down.  Something else was calling me now.

Her breasts were overflowing—a work of art. Thirty-six DD, all natural… Just the right size, the right match, the right feel.

They were calling out to me…just like hers used to do… just like hers.

I could feel the straps loosening up; her dress slowly falling on the carpet.  These were mine…and I devoured them.  The left breast sucked me in first, putting as much into my mouth as humanly possible.

They were huge.

My tongue took its time.

I could have sworn that I was already starting to see the hickeys appearing.  She told me her right breast was feeling neglected. We couldn’t have that, now could we?

I kissed the girls, slurped them up, fed on them, sucked them dry… vanilla would never taste the same for me ever again.

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