Everybody that knows me knows that I love me some chocolate, especially when it comes to a man. Ain't nothing like a strong sexy melanated brother. Just like you may need coffee to start your day, I need a chocolate man to start mine. He's hot, black, and strong too just like that coffee that you're hooked to. I got him to be hooked to.
Especially after that damn dream I just woke up from; I can feel the spot that I was laying in wet with my sweet nectar. The dream was so real I had to touch myself some more, it felt so good as my red manicured nails massaged my dripping beauty. My sticky sweet honey covered them.
I will never forget the day that I seen his face for the first time. A very handsome chocolate brother of course with a thick beard that I wanted to moisturize and deep condition with the cream that was mixing between my thighs the moment I laid eyes on him. The sexual attraction was obvious and being the type of woman that I am, grown and very secure with my sexuality, I went for what I wanted; him.
I've learned a lot of things about men along the way, one being that confidence attracts them. So when I let chocolate know what it was, he was down. Not to mention, I am something to look at myself so he'd be a fool not to take my bait.
I'm glad he did because my mind wanted him just as bad as my body did. Talking to this man and telling him all the nasty ass freaky shit I wanna do to him and for him to do to me wasn't enough. Don't judge me. Like I said I'm grown and secure with my sexuality.
Okay, back to this dream that still got me playing in my honey that I want him to stir up with his mixing spoon that I was confident looked like a thick chocolatey Snickers bar. All I kept seeing was his sexy ass face with that pretty ass smile and that beard. All I wanted to do was mount his tongue like an equestrian on their prize winning stallion. This is a dream so of course I was a little bit more bold than I would be normally when I approached him.
"You so damn fine and chocolate. You just my type. The type I like to admire while I'm sitting on their face," my crazy ass blurted out before thinking about what I was about to say. Lucky for me tho, he was just as nasty and crazy as me.
"You look like you will get my shit together too," he said making my pussy even wetter at his eagerness to give me what I want. All I can do was smile as I slid my fingers under inside my jeans and caught some of the juices that were now flowing down my thigh. I inserted one of my fingers in my mouth and tasted myself as a smile painted my face. I loved the way I tasted and I knew he would too.
His nasty ass must've been reading my mind, "didn't your parents teach you to share," he offered with a wink, his smile was gorgeous. And the way he was talking to me made me wanna suck him until his chocolate melted in my mouth and not in my hands no matter how long it took to melt. I gave him what he wanted tho. "Mmmmm," escaped past his full lips as he sucked my nectar from my finger.
Ok now you know I'm dreaming right and I don't know where the fuck we are but at this point I don't care. I see people but I don't know nor care if they see me; I wanted this man right then and there. "What that mouth do?"
"Whatever you want it to do," he replied. Great answer. "I want it to make me cum so I can shampoo, deep condition, and moisturize your beard for you."
He was with it. He grabbed me by the neck as he gave me a passionate kiss and unbuckled my jeans. He placed kisses with the lips that I had already fallen in love with smh down my body as he slid my jeans down my pussy juice soaked legs. I didn't even have to lay down. His fine ass placed one leg on his shoulder as he slurped, licked, sucked, kissed, and nibbled away at my throbbing pussy. I was squirting and creaming all over his beard.
This man had my dream turnt and I was pissed when I woke up. It's cool tho, I will just let him know about my dream and maybe just maybe, he'll make my dream come true.
