burning. taraji was on fire, her whole being aflame with desire. taraji wasn't one to relinquish control easily. she didn't like the feeling of someone else controlling her life, her decisions, her body- too many bad experiences with the media and directors and exs. but tonight, taraji found that she couldn't give a single fuck. tasia had asked taraji at dinner if she would be willing to give up that control just for the night. taraji at first didn't understand what tasia meant, and didn't agree immediately. only after tasia had drug her into the restroom, pressing her against the stall door, breathing down her neck everything she was planning to do to her did taraji realize, and any ounce of control taraji had was now in tasia's hands.
tasia's hands. currently everywhere on taraji's body like hot coals burning through her skin. she was being touched everywhere other than where she desperately needed and even though she was putty in her tasia's hands, she'd be damned if she were to start begging this early in the game. game . yes this was all a game for her- indulging her counterpart into believing that she could have control over her- to dominate her. tasia knew that this was tasia's only chance to prove herself but taraji thought it to be a fun little game. it was the only way her subconscious let her breathe in knowing that she didn't have control anymore.
tasia's hands trailed slowly down taraji's back, dragging the zipper of taraji's dress down, taraji letting it fall to the floor and stepping out of it. tasia backed away slightly before attacking taraji's neck, taking her time to appreciate each vein and wrinkle on taraji's skin. black women- including taraji- aged like fine wine but there were some things about being older that were inevitable. taraji was so caught up- she couldn't keep her eyes open. it was something about the way tasia paid attention to each little thing she was so insecure about with such love and devotion- like she wasn't phased by them at all. tasia's hands rested on taraji's hips, her fingers digging into the soft skin and pulling taraji closer almost as if she were afraid taraji was going to run off. not releasing her hold, tasia walked taraji back to the bed, sitting her on the edge and kneeling before her, between the parted legs.
" tasia, baby," taraji husked out as tasia's heated kisses moved south, dipping to her breasts. taraji absentmindedly reached back with her hands to unclasp her bra but was stopped by tasia's grabbing her wrists. tasia guided taraji's shaky hands- one to her shoulder, the other to tangle in her hair- as she moved her mouth over the lace. taraji shuddered as tasia darted her tongue out licking the pert nipple, the rough lace scratching just lightly. tasia then gently blew cold air over where her tongue just was, causing another shudder. tasia repeated the action multiple times on each breast until taraji thought she was going to fall apart. tasia could sense taraji's excitement from the heat that radiated against her upper torso from where taraji's thighs met. tasia finally unclasped the bra, flinging it to god knows where across the room, immediately latching on to taraji's left breast, causing taraji to squeeze tasia between her thighs. she was so blissfully close to reaching her climax and she thought the world was spinning. no other person she had ever been with was able to have this effect on her. it has always taken careful instruction from taraji to her lovers on how to please her and even then it took them too long to get her all the way there. orgasm by nipple stimulation was never on the radar for her but she was damn sure it would be by the time tasia was through.
"not yet, noonk. you don't get to cum til i say you can," tasia demanded, a chill rushing down taraji's spine. tasia decided it was time to move on, not meaning to get taraji worked up so quickly. tasia kissed down taraji's stomach, paying the same amount of attention to the stretch marks and wrinkles there to the ones she did on taraji's neck. she didn't dwell as long, becoming eager herself to completely satisfy taraji. tasia kissed down taraji's legs, down to her feet- worshiping taraji in all of her glory. then it dawned on taraji.
"tasia, you're fully clothed," she stated simply. tasia smirked, standing up, still nestled between taraji's legs.
"take my clothes off then," tasia challenged. taraji just licked her lips ready to submit the woman towering above her to the same torment she was just put through- to regain some of her controls taraji's skilled fingers carefully unbuttoned taisa's blouse, letting it fall open and taraji sat for a minute admiring tasia's body as if she had never seen it before. taraji leaned forward aiming to place a kiss in the middle of tasia's torso but tasia moved back a bit.
"i ain't say you could kiss." taraji growled begrudgingly and she never realized how much she enjoyed having the chocolate skin beneath her lips until tasia had forbidden it for the time being. as taraji unfastened tasia's pants she wondered if tasia's body was set aflame just as hers was. taraji wonders if her hands felt like burning coals against the smooth skin. for some reason she ached to make tasia feel the same way about her that taraji felt about tasia. with shaking hands taraji pushed the clothing off of tasia, quickly unfastening tasia's bra, it having the same fate as her's. within seconds taraji's back was hitting the mattress and there was a hot body strewn atop hers, hot lips kissing hers, and hot hands playing at the hem of her panties. suddenly this wasn't a game anymore. tasia impatiently ripped taraji's underwear off of her, her hand coming to cup taraji's wet sex, making her moan and buck her hips.
"patience raj. if you're a good girl for me i'll let you cum. okay?" tasia chastised dipping her fingers in the wetness and spreading it around, narrowly avoiding taraji's clit. taraji didn't know if she wanted to laugh, cry, scream, or moan. surprisingly she did none of the above and whimpered. taraji simply didn't whimper it made her look weak. taraji hated looking weak in front of anyone but there was something about tasia that made taraji do things she hated, not just in bed but in their lives. PDA was usually a hard no-go in taraji's past relationships, mainly because of the media but every now and then taraji finds herself brushing a kiss across tasia's knuckles at award shows and interviews or blushing like an idiot when tasia would plant a kiss to her temple at the club. tasia flipped the pair over, steading taraji and moving her to where she was straddling tasia's soft thigh.
"ride my thigh," tasia ordered, sitting up under her. taraji quickly got to riding, her nails digging into tasia's shoulders. unwanted moans spilling from her lips as she rocked back and forth; tasia's hands at her hips guiding her movements. her eyes fell closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy. tasia kissed down her throat softly before running a hand up taraji's back to her head, pushing it back up.
"open your eyes, noonk. look me in my eyes while you get yourself off on my thigh," tasia demanded so erotically that taraji was sure she was going to unravel. taraji's eyes shot open looking dead into tasia's.
" tasia baby- fuck- i'm gonna cum... please, " and there is was. please . taraji could practically see the power going to tasia's head.
"no no. you don't cum unless i say to, 'member?" tasia took taraji's waist in her hands, completely stilling the actress above her. taraji all but cried, needing her release. she knew she was eventually going to have to beg, but she was determined to hold off for as long as she could.
"go get the strap and put it on me," tasia growled against taraji's neck. taraji felt her body hit a fever pitch at the thought of tasia fucking her senseless with a strap. it was a regular guest with them during sex, and they took turns using it- taraji using it on tasia more often that the other way around.
"which one?" since it was a reoccurrence, they had multiple ranging in size and color.
"the new one. i wanna see how much you can take." taraji nodded, sliding off of tasia on wobbly legs before collecting the biggest strap they had. they had gone shopping together for a new one, and taraji had insisted on buying it. it was both long and thick and realistically styled. taraji was practically salivating as she put it on tasia. taraji crawled back onto tasia's lap, eager to impale herself on the toy. taisa flipped them over, sliding down between tasia's legs.
"you not quite ready for that yet," tasia said before flattening her tongue against taraji's clit, making taraji cant her hips upwards. tasia took the swollen nub between her lips sucking gently, her fingers easing inside taraji. taraji's willpower vanished before her eyes and she started begging.
"tasia please please please, " taraji whimpered. tasia smirked against her, pumping the fingers faster.
"please what baby?"
" fuck me! please!" deciding that taraji had had enough torture tasia sat up on her heels, rolling taraji over on her stomach and lifting her hips to rest in tasia's lap.
"i'm going to go slow, and i need you to tell me if it hurts or you can't take it, okay? we can do the stoplight system. green and red, alright?" taraji just nodded, too worked up to say anything more. tasia reached down wetting the toy with taraji's slick before nudging the head in. tasia reached under taraji, between her legs to play with her clit and pressing kisses across her back.
"give me a color raj."
"green." taraji was impatient, pressing her hips back to take more in, tasia letting her. soon enough taraji was able to sit completely on tasia the whole toy bottomed out in her. taraji was swimming in pleasure so much that the tiny bit of pain didn't phase her. she sat still for a moment savoring the feeling of tasia's breast pressed against her back, tasia's lips on her neck, and being filled to the brim while her clit was being blissfully stimulated. taraji slowly rocked her hips, shaking with every movement of the toy inside her. she wasn't going to last very long at all. she could already feel her orgasm nearing.
" daddypleaseican'tholditmuchlonger," taraji mumbled incoherently. tasia leaned them forward, forcing tasia on her hands and knees, taking over for her.
"you've been such a good girl, taking this dick so good mamas," tasia cooed, picking up the pace or her thrusts, feeling the grip taraji had around the toy. taraji's lungs were burning, her whole body still on fire.
" daddy! please! i can't-"
"you can cum, noonk. go ahead. you earned it, baby. go head get that nut." there was a flash of light behind taraji's eyelids as a scream ripped through her body out of her mouth. her arms gave way and her upper body collapsed on the bed, tasia slowing her thrusts to work taraji down gently.
"oh fuck," was the only thing taraji could muster up to say. her body was slick with sweat, and she could feel herself dripping down her legs when tasia finally pulled out.
"how was that?" tasia smiled,laying down next to her. taraji didn't have words for it. she was sated and exhausted. all she could offer was a half smile.
"that good huh? i'll let you cool off for a few minutes then we're hopping in the shower." tasia laughed pressing a kiss to taraji's temple. taraji felt her body light up again and shuddered.
"oh fuck."
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