Spring Flirting(Part 2 in Naked Rose Series) (8 page)

The governor no less was affected because he
instantly drew her to him, cupping his hand on her boobs to squeeze
them fondly before pulling the bra up to suck on the flesh of her
pink haloed areola and nipples. Tamia threw back her head and
moaned out as the governor suckled on her tits, flipping his tongue
over them one after the other like a dog lapping a strawberry soup.
He was so taken up with the work, sucking blindly on her tits and
at the same time playing with her clit while the woman tousled his
grayling auburn hair with frenzied hands. I felt Taye stir by my
side, his hand on his crotch, playing with himself absently while
he watched. I giggled in excitement before I resumed my viewing
pleasure, which had got intense by the minute.

In the moment I became distracted, Tamia had
got on her knees, expectant of the rod the governor was trying to
unveil as he loosened his belt. When he did reveal the ‘man of the
moment’, the real ‘His Excellency’, it was already turgid with
force, nodding with readiness to be swallowed. It didn’t take long
before it found itself in the sweet wetness of Tamia’s mouth,
coated with saliva and being worked like a pro. Please! Tamia was a
pipe blower. Slapping his executive dick against her mouth and
extended tongue before dipping it in to swallow; and grazing its
length with her teeth made Tamia a queen right there commanding an
army to war. Sucking, slurping and slapping, she gave a
presidential job repaid in moans of satisfaction escaping the mouth
of the governor. By this time I was already wet in my panties. The
scene was so erotically intense. The governor, lost in the blaze of
passion, was moaning sweet grumbling in the air, in the nature of
beast that men are.

“You are the girl Tam…Goodness gracious! You
are the cheerleader. Babe…Yes. So good. Yeah y’suck me good
baby…..Oh my gawd…Its good…… so sweet babe. New York’s
finest.That’s you babe.Yes!”

Tamia deep-throated the governor
continuously like this, slurping and dripping saliva all over her
boobs and on the floor; doing unthinkable things to his cock in her
mouth and with glistening hands ; both crying like mating animals
in the heat of passion.

Suddenly the scenery changed and what
happened next was the bomb. I saw the governor pull Tamia up to
give her a deeply lavish kiss, grabbing her ample cheek with his
left hand to squeeze and smack with tenderness; and Tamia in turn
rocked his cock in her hand which she gently massaged, stroking
like a gold baton . He then led her wordlessly to a pole in the
middle of the barn which she leaned on with eyes toasted red; and
raising her left leg onto his shoulder he knelt underneath her and
ate her out string and flesh. A scene too stirring to see. It was
voluptuous the way he lapped on the wet labia through her camel
toes; scraping the surface with his teeth while squeezing out juice
with hissing sound from the lace of the string already sodden and
imbedded deep in her pussy. Her reaction and cry of ecstasy was too
much to bear and I had to seek refuge in the warm arms of Taye who
like me needed the solace I could give. I tell you this solemnly.
What man discovered the art of cuninlingus I’d never know but he
founded an extra ordinary act. I mean, the governor eating out the
woman was like a man in a fit of delirium; while Tamia being eaten
was the possessed girl, totally entranced by the magic of ecstasy
being wielded on her, licking the pole with feverish tongue and
tweaking her own nipples as he fingered and licked her from below
savagely like a brute of sex. And we, the unseen watchers were the
ones acutely made to suffer, because all we could do was see and
never be seen, in order to see the best picture ever made. By this
time, Taye’s deft fingers were already on my left nipple, kneading
it from the silk fabric of my Gucci gown. Really wished you were
present to witness the sight. It was more than words could tell.
The governor ate Tamia’s fruity flower there, reaching up one hand
to twist her nipples while taking the hand back to finger her wet
cunt. His fingers dripped with juice and he would come up to dip
the fingers in her mouth, kissing her with it and return to base to
eat the petals of her flowery pussy, drawing her string to the side
to have a clear view, to repeatedly munch on her rainbow mango.
What moans didn’t come out of the woman has never been said before.
I heard all sorts of sex abracadabra both from the Gov and Tamia
the time the foreplay lasted.

Thinking we had seen it all the governor now
did the most unlikely thing we could ever expect. He flipped the
script totally on us and gave us a blow where we stood watching,
unaccredited. In a move at once fluid and swift he went behind the
woman and clasped her hands firmly at her back, necking her and
whispering something in her ears, inaudible to us where we lurked,
before sharing a bout of fresh French kiss. We then saw Tamia
adjust ever so slightly still leaning on the pole, positioning her
legs to be proportional to that of the governor while he deftly
guided his hard rock cock inside the slippery crevice between her
butt cheeks, her string parted to the side. When his cock invaded
her, she let out a cry, grabbing the pole tight as gently he began
stroking her; slow at first then picking up speed, still with
gentle movement. Holding her waist with one hand and the pole with
another he pounded on with savage swiftness, causing Tamia to sing
in trenchant tones. They both fused together in a sensual dance
that was orchestrated by unknown director, whose vignette to us
watching unseen left our mouths agape and our system afire. It was
pleasure uncut and uncensored. The governor rocked Tamia from the
back, periodically accepting her turned lips begging to be kissed
while fondling her taut boobs in front bouncing to the rhythm of
their erotic dance. It was just too stirring to watch. They danced
like that for another ten minutes or more, moving together like two
alloys, melting into each other while sweat glistened on their
bodies. The governor would fondle her boobs with both hands by
grabbing her from behind and tease the nipples lovingly, rubbing
them in between his slippery fingers before rushing her with series
of savage pounding. At indefinite periods, he would dip down his
hands to touch and tease her clits and return the hands up to rub
the nipples, grinding his athletic thighs in rhythm. The woman on
her part just dissolved there where she was rooted in erotic
embrace with the governor, at times self teasing herself, wriggling
her hips to his modulated thrusts and crooning sweet nothings to
the air and to us the uninvited watchers.

By this time where we stood in the dark,
Taye had undid my right boob from its lace bra, teasing the dark
brown areola with his deft wet fingers and I was getting doubly
pleasured, playfully stroking his cock through his pant trouser,
moaning inside my mind. Later the couple, oblivious of time or us,
changed position in a move unique to them, moving in stream, still
clasped to each other, to a Formica tool table some meters away
from their former spot. At the table, cluttered with furniture
making tools the governor sat down on the edge while the woman rode
him rodeo style. It was purely ecstatic to watch. Sitting daintily
on his sturdy cock, Tamia wriggled her hips rhythmically to the
governor’s thrust, eyes shut and opened in a flurry, hands rubbing
her body and fondling her boobs, dancing a most erotic dance to a
melody only they could hear.

“Oh rock me baby. Yes. Dance your dirty
rumba dance on my dick. Yes I am your horse, ride me hard baby.
Lawd this is good. Goodness gracious!”

This was the grunt coming out of the
governor’s mouth, mingled with the sweet moaning only someone in
lust trance could make as the woman rode him pleasurably there
amidst a clutter of tools and woodworks, boring the cap of his cock
with screwing wriggles .

They rocked like this for a flurry of
minutes before the governor eased up from his sitting position and
changed to the top, now with Tamia turned to face front, waist bent
on the table to offer up her honey-pot for him to pound from the
back. Standing behind her, he guided his baton inside her wet twat
and thrust twice, holding her waist with his right hand and then
gently removed his long dick from her wet cunt, flashing its sheen
to the light. From the distance, I gasped at the thickness of the
Governor’s glistening rod coated with fruit juice from the Tamia’s
honeycomb. The governor held his dick firmly and flipped it over
her labia, teasing the clit in a way the woman found unbearable,
jerking her hips and moaning out loud in crazed anticipation. The
governor was pleasantly enjoying the tease and her despair.

“You know I love to tease you baby….you know
my tease. You know I know you love it when I tease you”. He drawled
teasingly while flicking his hard penis cap over the woman’s pussy
jutting out in her doggy position, dripping wet with juice and
desire.

Suddenly the governor dipped his dick inside
the woman’s honey well, inciting a cry of lust from her; first
giving her two slow thrusts before speeding up a fraction, five
thrusts, six thrusts in series, triggering a wail of sexbracadabra
from the woman where she leaned on the table, taking in wave after
wave of pleasure. The governor’s pert ass made a gracious pounding
of Tamia’s pussy walls, rolling to and fro before our discrete
eyes, exploring her sweet crevice in all the cardinal points,
slapping affectionately on her bouncing butt cheeks at intervals
and reaping a moan of excitement and enjoyment from the woman. On
our part behind the scene, Taye’s hand had lifted up my gown and
his deft fingers had parted my string to the side to tickle my
misted clits as we watched. I could only moan inside as Taye’s
mouth bit my ear lobes, whispering with lust tinged falsetto in my
ears these stirring words:

“Can’t wait to get home with you, Rose. Half
on a baby and I’m burning”. I turned back to him and gave him a
sweet French kiss on the mouth as a way of reply, a taste of
appetizer; and driven and fired up as he was, he just grabbed my
butts hard in a squeeze before releasing me from his grip for us to
continue our live erotic movie. I almost came in my pant with
anticipation of latter things.

By the time we resumed watch, the couple had
almost gotten to the shore of pleasure, united in passionate eros.
Presently, the governor switched the woman to face him and pressed
on her shoulders tenderly, urging her on her knees. Tamia looked up
at him with mojo eyes, cupping her boobs in her hands like gift of
grapes, talking to him in a silky voice of reckless abandon.

‘Yes pour out your hot cum on my boobs, Your
Excellency. Yes I want it all. Shoot your sperm all over my milky
boobs. Let me lick your cum on my tits.”

The governor looked down at her with manic
eyes, stroking his hard dick in his hand and muttering sweet
nonsense, and the woman would spit at it to help him lubricate and
recline back to continue her erotic pleading. Moments later the
governor tremored on his feet and let out a grunt that sounded like
that of a wolf lanced through the heart:

“Oh! I’m coming baby! Arhh baby. Take
it!”

With this ululation he released an avalanche
of cum all over Tamia’s spread out boobs, shaking on the spot where
he stood like a wilted stalk before he collapsed into the woman to
share a passionate after-sex Italian kiss. While they were at it,
me and Taye quickly readjusted our clothes, heady with pent up
desire, and gently sneaked back into the mansion to continue the
party, waiting for mid night to come when we would leave for his
hotel suite at the Excelsior.

****

The night at the Excelsior need not be
retold to you diary because it could kindle your pages to burn. Yes
it was that hot. Taye nearly outdid himself, fired up by the
remembrance of erotic images from the erotic movie we earlier saw.
I had a blast too imagining it was the governor pounding and
smooching me when Taye ravaged my body. Yes, that's true. Taye was
an avant garde lover with quaint taste. His erotic imaginations
kept me in overdrive whenever we made out. I would later enter
private trips with him watching couples mate at night through the
golden powerful telescope on his balcony while we did each other.
You can imagine me sucking him while he watched or him eating me
while I watched. It was too sinful and pleasurable to describe to
you. I flowed till I overflowed.

Many waters passed under the bridge; many
moons rose and fell and all through I gave my naked rose to Taye to
ravish as he pleased until June came and the unexpected
happened…

Friday 16th of June,
1996

TUPAC’S LAST BIRTHDAY SEX

My entry for today is a bit controversial.
It concerned a story that many would eventually come to doubt; but
whether it is believed or not is less important as to the substance
of the story itself. It was a milestone in my life’s sexual annals
and I feel duty bound to document it in my sex archive for others
to enjoy and relive in their private fantasies.

For starters you must know that I’m not
given to philandering without merits. Aside from the fact that
Candy Girls Code forbade jumping from one uncensored dick to
another without justifiable cause; my personal ethos restrained me
from double dating the moment I chose a beau as I had Taye Zest.
But circumstances sometimes lead us to compromise on standard and
what happened today was a prime example of fate forcing one’s hand.
It all happened in California where we had gone for the video shoot
of ‘How do you want it’ with the famed rapper Tupac Shakur. As it
turned out, it was Tupac’s birthday and I later learnt on set he
had specifically requested for Candy Girls to feature in his video,
after loving our feature performance in the hit jam by Heavy G
titled ‘Big Dadda’ whose video was the talk of the media when it
premiered because of its hotness and wild rave. So Friday we flew
to LAX from where we were picked by the video crew who led us to
Beverly Hills where the video shoot took place.