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Click hereThe irony of what Cindy had said about me getting a tummy full of sperm from the source was not lost on me.
Now, here comes Calvin. He treats me nice. He respects me. He never disparages me. All that made me love his companionship.
I remembered Calvin telling me how much he liked seeing my round bottom in my pretty panties. I think that may have been the deciding factor. I wanted to surprise him with a gift of my own.
I went to the local shopping mall the next morning. Determined to make my man happy with me, I looked and looked for the perfect gift.
I had just about given up trying to find something Calvin would like as much as I loved the kimono he gave me when I had a sudden brainstorm.
Hurrying home with my packages, I made myself hopefully presentable to my man and was cooking dinner for him. The words to that old song, "I never wanted to touch a man the way that I want to touch you" kept wafting through my thoughts.
My heart skipped a beat when I heard the knock on my door.
"Oh my goodness," Calvin exclaimed when he saw my new look.
"Do you like it, Calvin," I asked shyly, hoping against hope that he did.
"Oh baby girl, I love it." Then he took me in his arms and right there, door open, anyone passing could see, he and I kissed again like lovers.
"You did all this for me?"
"I did. It's my gift to you?"
"Does that man what I think it means," Calvin asked.
I could see the hope in his eyes. "It does if you still want me."
He closed the door and turned me this way and that. "You did all this for me?" He asked once again.
"Only for you. Well, maybe not just you. I did it for me. I really want to be your woman. I hope my new outfit lets you know I mean it."
"Baby girl, you out did yourself."
I was wearing my new halter top, smokey blue sundress and new peep toe, snake skin print, 4" heels. I was so happy he liked my new clothes.
"I wanted to look especially good for my man," I said blushing.
"You couldn't have done any better, baby," Calvin said gathering me in his arms again.
I pushed him away using both hands on his chest to do so. "You haven't seen the whole outfit yet, darling." With that said, I stepped back a little and raised the hem of my new dress. Pulling it up slowly, I was watching Calvin to see his expression.
When the tops of my thigh high hose came into view his eyes lit up. When he saw my lacey new pink panties, he practically drooled. "These are real panties. I bought them so my man could see me as his woman."
Needless to say my dinner burned that night.
Calvin picked me up. I giggled as he carried me to my bedroom. Dropping me unceremoniously on the bed, I watched him get undressed.
His dark body glowed in the evening light streaming through my window. His muscles rippled with each movement. His enormous cock was already hard for me.
I welcomed him in my open arms, and he held me close to his naked body. Removing my panty, I liked that he left my new dress on along with my hose and shoes. It made me feel sexy.
Calvin let me suck him until I had his cock wet. Then, oh so gently, he made love to me. Hoisting my legs in the crook of his arms, he slowly entered what he told me was my pussy. But more than that, he entered my very soul, my consciousness, and my heart.
Calvin fucked me in different positions, turning me on my side, having me kneel so he could see my fat "pussy", and finally on my back again. His cock filled me with warmth as he fucked his cum deep in me, making me a woman, his woman.
Later, I lay in his arms as he spooned me and masturbated me again like the first time. I thrashed about, my big ass humping up and down as my man brught his woman to a glorious climax.
His big hand was filled with my orgasm when he brought it to my face. I held his wrist and cleaned the mess I'd made then kissed the palm of my man's hand.
In the afterglow of our love making, I turned to him. Holding the side of his face in one hand, I smiled. "Daddy, is it too soon to say I love you?"
Hope you enjoyed this little love story. As always comments and email are welcome.
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Couldn't stop reading. I need someone to bring out the woman in me. Please continue their journey. Great story
Very hot story! You get me everytime! Would love to be a strong masculine man’s woman or wife. Love your stories thank you!
Perfect now just needs more chapters!!!!! I am totally stiffly uncomfortable in my shorts now!!!! Lol