The Story: The Reunion

This meeting was long overdue. After not seeing each other in years, the former lovers were there to reunite. 

Lola was thinking: Business. Per usual.

In Lola’s mind: 

This is going to be a quick chat. And the answer to whatever he is thinking about, requesting, demanding, asking.. The Answer Will Be NO! 

Sosa, on the other hand, came for business as well. Initially. As weeks passed from his release of doing his ten year bid, he was ready to get back to the grind. Real estate treated him well in the feds, but the bricks treated him better on the streets. He needed to get back intune with the street politics, and get back connected with The Family. 

Sosa situated himself in a little suburb outside of Louisville. After being home a couple days, and asking the right people the right questions, he realized all roads led to Chicago. 

Confused at first, Sosa came to understand. It was Lola. She had took over and EXPANDED “his” operation. Things were not as he had left them to her. His people were now Her PEOPLE. If he wanted to eat, on her streets, He had to go check-in with the Boss.  

Lola walked in her penthouse apartment at the prestigious Ritz Carlton hotel in Chicago. Her Casadei heels clicked on her marble floors echoing throughout her home. Struting straight to her office, She pour herself and single shot of 1942. Ten minutes after she took her seat, Sosa was escort in.  

She stood. Sosa could not help but stare at her. She had not aged physically since the last time he saw her. Ten years had passed and she still looked like the same twenty-five year old he left. She looked the complete same, but her aura was different now. Lola aged mentally, her glow oozed out her skin radiating the room. Whatever built up animosity he came there with, disintegrated the moment his eyes connected with Lola’s’. 

She wore an all-white Dolce and Gabbana fitted knit dress that accentuated her thick yet petite shape. Her hips looked wider and titties sat up more from the last time Sosa saw her. A Grown Woman Body, is what Sosa was looking at. All natural, with curves and light stretch marks that marked each passage she took into her womanhood. Sosa saw a grown ass woman in all her glory. 

Staring at each other, neither of them spoke. Lola stared at beautiful man that she use to know. Muscular foundation decorated in beauty. God took his time when he made Sosa. Dimples embedded in to his face, full lips she use to suck, Lola searched for the familiarity in his face. Both of their brown eyes searched each other soul’s, for answers to questions neither of them spoken. During the stare down, the energy changed. What started as a thick tension filled bubble, changed into murky, lustful energy. The desire to touch dominated the senses between them. Sosa grabbed Lola lightly beat face, cupping her chin between his thumb and index-finger, kissed her, deeply. Falling into his embrace, she let out a slight moan while carnally wrapping her small hands his neck. She slid her tongue into his mouth as he raised up her dress. Grabbing a handful of ass, Sosa slid his hand deeper in her crack, searching for her pussy. “She keeps this pussy waxed” Sosa remembered to himself. Sosa positioned his hand perfectly, exactly how he knew Lola like it: thumb pressing and rimming her anus, index and middle finger rubbing and stimulating her clitoris. Sosa knew Lola’s body like he knew his. In this moment he remembered how much he missed her, her scent, her body, her aggressively feminine embrace. 

Lola swollen pussy came first. Her pretty brown mound dripped down his hand. Sosa felt how wet he was making her and just stopped. As Lola was catching her breath, Sosa pulled out his thick, nine-inch caramel brown, pre-cum wet dick  and just gazed at Lola sex. He loved how plump it got when she was arouse. He stared her down some more, stuck in a gaze, while wanking himself in anticipation.  

Sosa kissed Lola’s bald pussy lips first. He kissed her pussy like he kissed her lips, deeply, extremely soft with baby like-touch . He knew how pussy could kiss back, when kissed Properly. Sosa suckle each lip as if they her nipples. Suckling and kissing until her pearl tongue peeked out to make her debut. That is precisely what Sosa wanted to see. Sosa stopped and stared again. He saw how wet he made her. Lola pussy was so wet it shined as if someone poured baby oil all over her. Sosa suckled her; licked and flicked her until she creamed in his mouth, making its way down his chin. He pinned her down, he needed her. Ass in one hand and her breast in another. “Those are next.” He thought to himself as he slopped up her juices like a dog. Forgetting how much he loved how Lola tasted. 

Lola rocked her pussy back and forth on and in Sosa mouth. She loved the suction of his lips trying to hold her pearl in his mouth and the scratching of his beard on her ass. The Prickly sensation drove her to climax. Lola was a Creamer. Her wetness felt slick like oil. Thick. Bent over, back in a deep arch, dressed hiked up over her hips, and La Pearla thong to the side, Lola clear juices coated Sosa’s dick, with every stroke more witness seep out of her down to his balls.

Sosa truly loved Lola. Everything about her. Each stroke he made caused a flood of repressed feelings to reemerge. 

Lola rubbed her pussy with every stroke Sosa took.  Lola saw how wet she was and couldn’t help but taste herself. She sucked her middle and ring finger at the same time.

Watching Lola enjoy herself, turned Sosa on. He  traded her fingers for his dick. Lola cupped Sosa thick balls, while he fed her his dick. She massage his balls, He massaged her head and rubbed her ears. Lola took complete control of his dick. Stroking, sucking, and massaging. All at once. 

Lola spoke to his penis through sex. No hesitations, no gaging, just continual motion. Lola was a pleaser naturally, so oral sex was always her pleasure, never her lovers. “Even when I’m on my knees, I still have him by the balls.” Lola chuckled to herself. 

Arguing with his dick was her spitting on it. Giving back all the grief she felt when they weren’t speaking. Spitting, and stroking Lola kept his dick wet. Bobbing and circling her neck, she sucked his thick mushroom head. Putting pressure on the head, while licking it at the same time made Sosa clench his ass cheeks together. 

“Relax” Lola said. First words spoken of the night. Sosa did as he was told, and unclenched.

Bobbing back and forth, putting pressure on Sosa large nerve with her tongue Lola left driblets of spit each time she made her way up to the tip. Making the experience wetter, and wetter with each motion. Just when Sosa was about to climax, Lola just stopped. She wasn’t ready for him to cum. 

Wet. Moist. Carnal. Smoldering. Nasty yet Natural; Is Sex between Lola and Sosa. They knew each other bodies like the pastor knows the Holy Bible. The Kinks, and the quriks, 

Looking up at Sosa, Lola instructed “Spit in my butt.” In the most delicate sweet tone. Bending her over on all fours, face completely down, ass all the way up, Sosa opened Lola forty-five inch hips, salivated, and did as he was told. The spit dripped down to Lola’s already wet pussy. He needed his dick back inside her.

“Fuck me ” Lola cooed. 

Complying. Sosa did as he was told and entered Lola from the back. He loved the way her ass jiggled with each pound. Slapping her big ass cheeks, watching its jiggle and bruise, drove him insane. He went deeper in her box causing him to miss her even more. 

“Gimmie” Lola purred. Sosa knew she was ready for him to nut. He wanted to make a creampie but, she wanted to swallow him and taste herself once more.

Sosa laid Lola on her back and fucked her face until he explode in her mouth. Lola sucked out Sosa soul. Not letting go until she caught every single drop of protein and the aftershocks he had went away. Lola took everything from him. Every time. In everyway.

Lola swallowed.  She slipped off her damped thong  and tossed it in the wastebasket. After she smoothed out her dress and readjusted her bra, Lola turned her attention to Sosa. The lust had left the room and the tension reemerged. 

“Its time to talk about my Marriage to her” Sosa spoke up.