Page 28 of Finesse
Eric’s friends and associates looked exactly like him, thought like him, and acted like him; Cameron was the white dot in a sea of chocolate and it seemed he preferred it that way. Cameron never spoke slang, not because he didn’t want to offend me but rather, he just didn’t want to. Eric was the probably the type that still saidgetting jiggy with it.
I still couldn’t help the obvious contrast in their lives. Sons rarely strayed away from their fathers in both attitude and lifestyle, yet it seemed Eric accepted it. Eric and Cameron were thick as thieves and were each other’s biggest fans.
I spent more time wondering about that more I was comfortable with. Cameron was taking me to a private place and I’m blindfolded walking down Harlem. I heard whispers and not-so private comments about what was going on. On-lookers were surprisingly respectful, though I get the feeling they had to be, not necessarily they wanted to.
“We’re here.” Cameron’s deep voice brings me back to my senses. We’re inside a shop and I honestly can’t tell what kind it is. It’s awfully quiet and I don’t hear any other voices with the exception of one. I heard Cameron talking to someone in the distance.
“Just lock it up when you’re done, kid.” An older man tells Cameron. “Have fun.” He leaves.
I don’t know if I should stand or sit so I just fold my arms and hope I don’t look too stupid. “Where are we?” I finally ask after a long silence.
“Take off the blindfold, baby.” He instructs me and I hurriedly take it off. I look around see it’s a record store. I shrug.
“Okay?” I question. “Why are we here?”
“My, your memory is surely going at your old age.” Cameron chuckles at me and I stick my tongue out. He lays down a few blankets and I see a picnic basket to the side. He lays down on the blankets and motions for me to join him. “I do recall a certain young lady wanted to lay down and listen to records all night. So, you have your pick of the litter.” He pops open a bottle of champagne and pours two glasses. “We have the whole store to ourselves. Security will be outside guarding it and we can leave anytime you want to head back to the hotel.” He hands me a glass and clinks it. “To you, baby. Happy Birthday. I hope it’s the first of many more we’ll celebrate.”
And so it began, we spent the evening listening to old records and enjoying each other. Shalamar serenaded us with “This is for the Lover in You” as we fed each other strawberries. The System warmed our bodies with “Don’t Disturb This Groove.” We talked about Prince’s genius pen when “I Feel For You” by Chaka Khan was played.
We must’ve listened to dozens of songs and yet, it felt like we just got started with our night. When I excitedly explained how much I loved “Groove Me,” Cameron didn’t make fun of my choice. Instead, we went into a lengthy discussion about Teddy Riley.
We slow danced to “Whip Appeal” and made out during “Sweet Love.” It was so romantic, so perfect, and so…everything I’ve ever wanted.
“What’s on your mind, beautiful?” He asked me as our bodies were pressed together, hearts beating together in perfect sync as if we were ying and yang.
“I’m thinking…” My mind is everywhere on what I want to say yet the only thoughts are how I want to sink my teeth into Cameron’s skin, taste his salty flesh and cry out his name as he thrust deep inside me. “…I’m thinking I need to go back to the hotel now.”
Cameron stopped dancing and read my eyes. He didn’t have to ask what was wrong or if I was feeling okay. He already knew what I wanted and was more than happy to give it to me. “Let’s go.”
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“I think I need to be drunk to do this.”
“I prefer you weren’t, but maybe if you had a glass of wine it might loosen you up.” My eyes cut to him. “Your nerves, notthat.”
I smile as I watch Cameron get up from the bed and go get a glass of wine. Once we arrived back to the hotel, we made love. Then we fucked. Then we made love again.
I never knew the difference between the two and Cameron taught me. It was one thing to make love to someone you were in love with; it was whole ‘notha ball game tofucksomeone you were in love with.
It was raw. It was emotional. It was unbridled. He held me down as I came all over his cock and he wouldn’t stop until I came again. He licked my pussy as if he were craving it all his life and he finally got what he wanted.
He encouraged me to talk dirty back to him, and not just be meek and mild. He explored my body as he’d been long familiar with it. I wanted him to fuck me deeper and harder, giving him everything he had. It was still never enough.
Now, we were both about to chart into unfamiliar territory – anal.
I’ve read about it and watched many a porn during my alone time and away from roommates. I’ve had other girls share with me their experiences in range from totally gross to totally hot detail.
Now Cameron got me so sprung on him, I was willing to let him do in my all of my holes.
He brings back a glass of wine and I see it’s almost full. My eyes narrow at how big that glass is then I suddenly remember how big Cameron’s dick is and I understand. I probably need to be a little fucked up to do this.
“No pressure tonight, baby.” Cameron reassures me as he sits beside me on the bed. He hands the wine to me and I take a gulp. And then another. And one more before he stops me. “I think that’s enough, Tiger.” He winks and takes a gulp of the wine. He sets it down on the end table and climbs back on the bed with me.
Cameron rolls on top of me and his cock is still hard. I don’t know if it’s help or he naturally has that stamina. I would like to think it was the latter and not the former. He slid inside me, enough to fully coat himself and slid back out.
“On your side,” he nudged and I obeyed. He lifted one leg up and slid a finger inside my pussy. Then another one as his thumb played with my clit. My body moved in response as Cameron kissed my earlobe. “Good. You’re ready.”
He moved his wet finger to my tiny opening and gently inserted it. Then, he inserted the second finger. There was an intrusion, not a warm opening. “Shhh…easy.” He purred in my ear and I let out a deep breath. My whole body relaxed and he was able to push in more.
