As he brought his car to a stop in the driveway of his home, he turned off the engine and reached for the door handle. After exiting the vehicle, he locked it with a quick press of his thumb on the car key. It was yet another Monday night, Jordan was weighed down by the frustration of losing to the Lakers on the basketball court. With his house key in hand, he inserted it into the keyhole and gave it a turn, allowing the door to open. Stepping into the living room, he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.
Closing the door behind him, his ears could hear the faint sounds of a Diana Ross song upstairs and he saw the light in the hallways, what was going up there? It must have been Chlesea was spring cleaning around the house.
"Chelsea! I'm home, baby!" His voice boomed through the house, reverberating through the walls.
He made his way down the cramped halls, he finally arrived at the living room room and was greeted with a warm embrace from his girlfriend. "Jordan, how are you? I saw the game on TV tonight," Chelsea said, looking at him with a softened face as she rubbed his back soothingly.
"I practiced night and day Chelsea but we still lost the game, It's frustrating," Jordan replied, leaning into her touch for a moment before pulling away. "How about I make you feel better?"
Chelsea grinned, taking his hand and leading him towards the living room. "I've been thinking about you all day." she purred, the couple strolled into the bedroom as she closed the door behind her, "How does that sound baby?" she asked, biting her lips in anticipation.
Jordan caught on the hint she was giving him and smirked at her.
"That sounds great, come here."
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Jordan's naked back leaned against the navy blue plush cushions with his arms resting on the back pillows watching her head bob up and down slowly, her lips wrapped around his thick manhood. Her wet muscle traced the veins of his shaft, eyes flickered up to him and causing him to let out a groan. His hands gripped the pillows tightly as he threw his head back in pleasure. Meanwhile, Chelsea's knees lay flat on the grey carpeting, working her magic using her mouth and tongue.
"Damn...Chelsea." Jordan groaned with his eyes rolling back, his hands reaching down to grip her box braids in a ponytail. Pushing her head down deeper to feel pleasure spread through his body, she knew exactly what he liked and how to make him feel so good. Her palm stroked his length with spit trickling from her lips down to his balls, "Mhmm." she moaned, moaning around his dick, sending tingling vibrations to him, the way she was sucking and licking him so expertly he wanted to marry her. But part of him didn't want it to end, wanted to stay in this moment forever.
Every movement of her mouth sent electric shocks through his body. Jordan's grip on her hair tightened as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. He could feel the heat building up in his loins, and he knew he was about to blow. Chelsea sensed it too and picked up the pace, taking him deep into her mouth and sucking harder. So she kept going, even as her jaw started to ache and her knees grew sore.
His hips buck for more friction with the slurping sounds and muffled moan driving the both of them crazy, "Oh shit! Chelsea-" Jordan huffed, his fingernails dug into the couch cushions with his leg twitching, with a loud groan Jordan spilled his warm cum into her mouth leaving his body shaking with pleasure.
Chelsea swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of him as she slowly released him from her mouth. She looked up at him with a satisfied grin on her face, and Jordan couldn't help but smile back. They lay there in silence for a few moments, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow.
Finally, Jordan spoke up. "You are amazing, Chelsea. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Chelsea leaned up and kissed him softly on the lips. "I'll always be here for you," she whispered, before snuggling up against his chest. They both knew that this was just the beginning of their wild and passionate journey together.
