I walk up to him slowly, calculating my moves, I was ready. He was ready too. The tip of his dick stood firm to greet my navel. He pulled me close with a strong left hand. We stood body to body. My guts were buzzing and my legs weakened at the strength of this man between us. I experienced a feeling that shocks cool waves through my body each time I remember how the forces — our bodies — came together that night. It was magic and mystery in the same room again. I am magic and he is mystery.
I felt his dick pulsating through my womb — Tickled wet by the sensation of his pre-come running from my navel and splitting the jeweled earth between my thighs. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. I still cannot wait to feel him inside me.
So what was casual about our casual sex?
Get me right, I am in love. I am in love with the connection of my spirit to his. I am in-love with the lightness I transcended to when he clasped my body into his. My back was sizzled by the magic of his strong torso. I lost myself in the rhythm of his breath..hhmmm Fine ass chocolate man with a Caramel glow!
African Something, You with your humming locks, like the hive of Maya Angelou’s honey bees… I am in-love with you. I am in-love with your energy together with the magic of me. I am in love with my transcendence when you spend time in me. What I find when I find you in me cannot be played down. It is magical. It is magic. African something, I don’t know how to play it cool with you. You elevate my spirit with your strength. I am an elevating elevated woman as it is, but God obviously knew better because there I was with you, existing on a different level of consciousness, connecting with your spirit through the lightness of my own.
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