This is the second chapter in a series, in which I hope to incorporate as many literotica story categories as possible. Please read “Meeting Midnite Chapter I” to see how Midnite and Johnnie Cool meet. It can be found in the "Inter racial" catigory.
Chapter II: Midnite’s Surprise
The next thing I knew; Midnite was stripping the condom from my deflated dick. When she had pulled it from my limp manhood; she held it up like a trophy.
“What are you doing?” I inquired; in puzzlement.
“I promised you a surprise. Do you trust me?” she asked; biting her lip in anxiety. “It won’t work without trust.” She hesitantly continued.
“I trust you. I will do what ever you want.” I stated; without hesitation.
Upon receiving my positive answer; Midnite jumped from the bed; still holding the condom. Going to where she had left her bag; she reached in; pulling a thermos out. Getting a glass from the dresser; she poured the contents of the thermos in to the tumbler. When she had emptied the thermos; she inverted the condom she was holding; pouring its contents into the glass. Putting her fingers in the cleft between her legs; Midnite scooped some of her copious love nectar onto her fingers. Using these fingers; she mixed the brew thoroughly. Clasping the glass in her hands, like a sacred chalice; she brought it to me.
“Share this drink with me.” She instructed. It may taste bitter, but you will be surprised when you see what happens.”
“I don’t know.” I said; trepidation in my voice. “I’ve never drank my own sperm.”
“You said you’d trust me. Show me that you meant what you said about trusting me.”
I had said that I would trust her and could not go back on my word. Allowing her to bring the glass to my lips; she also brought her mouth to the glass. Together we shared the drink. When we had finished the drink; I thought I could recognize cinnamon, nutmeg, something bitter, and something bitter. It was not terrible in taste, but I would not want to drink it on a regular basis.
Setting the glass on the floor; she cut my questions short by bringing her fingers to my lips; in the signal for silence. Midnite then lay beside me on the bed.
“I know you want to know what I just did. My mother is a powerful obeah woman. She told me to share the drink with the man that could make me climax so hard that I’d spray my juices. He had to be kind, sensitive, and not full of himself. He also had to be able to place his trust in me completely. You are that man.”
“I don’t know what to say. This is just so fantastically unbelievable.” I blurted out in utter amazement.
“There is more.” She continued. By sharing our sexual juices we have been bonded. Our minds will intensify the pleasure we receive from sex. As we travel our sexual paths together; our inhibitions will slowly melt away. Our happiness together will know no bounds. We can share many new sexual experiences together; with out feeling threatened by what either of us does.”
“This is incredible.” I said in stunned disbelief.
“There is still more. Your penis will enlarge; as will my breasts. My vagina will also become able to take your larger penis; without losing its tightness. We will both be able to climax oftener and discharge more juices.
“I can’t believe it. It’s just too weird.” I mumbled in stupefied awe.
Turning her head to me Midnite exclaimed, “See how hard you are! I think you are even getting bigger. Do you believe me now?”
“My God! It is hard as a rock and I do feel like it is getting longer and fatter. I cannot believe it, but it must be true because I can see and feel the change. It must be your magic potion,” I commented in utter disbelief.
Looking into my eyes Midnite pleaded, “Would you eat me before you put that big thing in me again. That was the first time anyone ate me and it felt great. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”
“I’m going to try my hardest to make sure you get all the tongue lapping you want,” I promised. “Come over here and squat on my face. I want to lick your slit, until it flows like a river.”
With a squeal of delight, Midnite straddled my face. I was looking straight into her wet wide open pussy. The lips were wide open and glistening with little beads of love juice. The inner lips were pulsating rhythmically. Each pulse caused more juice to flow, collecting along the outer lips and running down them. Extending my tongue and making it as stiff as possible, I told Midnite to move her drooling slit along my tongue. With a little yelp of excitement, she began sliding her cleft up and down my tongue. Every time she moved her gap down my tongue, I scooped a mouth full of her sweet nectar up and drank it. It tasted as delicious as it had done the first time.
“O shit that feels so good. Lick me up. Don’t miss a drop.” She ordered.
I was quite willing to fulfill her wanton wishes. Moving my hands to her buns, I took a firm hold and pulled her hot pussy into my face, so my nose and mouth would be filled with her scent and flavor. Burying my tongue as deep as possible in her dripping hole, I worked my way to her love bud.
Her pink go button was fully extended, making it easy for my tongue to caress. As soon as my tongue touched her long, quivering clit her vagina began to spasm sending a torrent of cunt cream spraying over my face.
“Yes baby! You’re making me cum again! I can feel the heat coming through my belly and into my tits. Suck my clit! Bite it!” Midnite panted.
Her hands moved from my head to her trembling breasts. Looking up I could see the palms of her hands squeezing the flesh of her breasts, while her fingers pinched the erect nipples. She was none to gentle.
Meanwhile, I obeyed her demand to suck and bite her clit. Encircling her large bud, I began to bite and suck on it, as I worked it around with my tongue. This brought another wave of orgasmic pleasure washing over her. Again her cunt spasmed, shooting another load of honey, drenching my face. I had to gulp her honey as fast as possible to keep from drowning.
It was almost impossible to keep my lips and tongue in contact with her clit because her hips were bucking around on my face, with such abandon. Digging my fingers into the crease of her ass, I tried to restrain her frenzied thrashings, so I could continue stimulating her love bud. One of her hands was clutching at my hair, while the other continued to squeeze and pinch her breast.
“You did it again. I’m going to collapse with the good feelings you are giving me. Let me make you feel good too.” She pleaded.
When she had finally settled down, she turned herself around on my face. She was now facing my crotch. Keeping her pussy firmly planted on my face, she lowered her head to my waving flag pole. Opening her mouth she sucked the head of my shaft into her mouth, being sure to keep her lips tightly sealed around the knob and applying lots of suction.
Slowly she drew my throbbing rod into her mouth, until she had engulfed about ten centimeters. Maintaining the suction, she began to slide her mouth up and down my rigid shaft, making sure to lubricate it with lots of spit. All the while her tongue lapped along my blood engorged member. When ever she reached the top of her stroke, she gave my penis head a rapid tonguing, paying special attention to the hole at the tip. She seamed to be trying to push her tongue into my pee hole.
While I received incredible pleasure from this dusky love goddess, I slurped her lovely flower, trying to draw another flow of nectar from it. Grabbing her butt cheeks, I pulled her slippery slit onto my face and licked up and down its entire length. Midnite’s hips were rotating, grinding her crotch around my face. It wasn’t long before her passion had built up to the breaking point and the dam again broke, spraying my face with her cum. I had never met a woman that came as often, as quick and as hard, with as much juice as Midnite. I then remembered what she had told me earlier. Maybe it was the potion working on her.
As Midnite spewed girl gush all over my face, I could feel my balls tightening, preparing for an eruption of phenomenal proportions. Before the seed left my testicles for its journey up my shaft, Midnite pulled her mouth off my cock, with a pop and clamped her fingers around the base. This vice like grip prevented my sperm from leaving my balls. I didn’t think she had enough presence of mind to do this. The way her orgasm was racking her body, I could not imagine that she could think of anything, but her own pleasure.
“My God. Every time you put your mouth on me I gush.” She moaned. “I’m not going to let you discharge yet.” Midnite emphatically stated. “I want to feel this beautiful, big, hard cock in me, before I let you shoot.” She laughed.
When my penis was no longer in danger of erupting, Midnite released her grip. As she regained some of her energy, Midnite slowly raised herself to her knees, sitting on my face. Lifting herself from my face, she turned around and straddled my hips. Sliding forward she nestled my tumescent shaft along the valley of her sex. Taking her hand she slid my hard on around the soaked slit, making our crotches even wetter.
“I’m going to take my time because I want you to last, so I can get lots more orgasms..” Midnite smirked.
Standing up on the bed, she put one foot on each side of my chest. Bending her knees she slowly lowered herself, until she was sitting on my stomach. Placing her hands on the bed, she raised her butt and moved herself backwards, until her soaked crotch was poised directly above my straining penis. Lowering her drooling slit until the head of my cock was probing the entrance to her love tunnel. With a quick downward thrust of her hips, she impaled herself on my rampaging shaft.
