Cougars (19 page)

“I know. I told him that he needed to get his head right and stop doing immature shit and grow up.”

“Well, I think you told him right. A good friend does things like that.”

“I would not have skipped out on you like that for anyone else. Alex and I are very close.”

“I can tell. My sister and I are very close like that. I'd do any
thing for her and she'd do the same for me.” Jasmine positioned her body on her bed.

“So what are you doing now?” Travis asked.

“Laying in my bed.”

“Do you want some company?” Travis didn't waste any time trying to hook back up with Jasmine.

“Company would be nice, but right now my house is a mess,” Jasmine lied. She had a three-month rule. If a guy made it past three months, then she'd allow him to get a little closer to her.

“Well, I'd like to see you today,” Travis said.

“I'd like that.”

“Do you want to grab a bite to eat or perhaps catch a movie or something?”

“Dinner actually sounds good,” Jasmine said.

“Well, I'm new to this town, so I don't know of many places outside of Wrigleyville.”

“I'll tell you what. Since you're relatively still new to Chicago, why don't you give me your address and I'll come pick you up. I know of a great place where we can go.”

“Sounds like a plan, but I'm picking up the tab for dinner. I don't want any back-and-forth chatter when the bill comes.”

“You're the man,” Jasmine said.

“Great. How long will it take you to reach my neck of the woods?”

“Give me about an hour,” Jasmine said. Travis gave her his address and they exchanged a few more pleasantries before ending the call.

JUST AS SHE'D PROMISED, an hour later Jasmine arrived at Travis's apartment. She phoned him when she pulled up in front of his building. “I'm here. Come on down because there is no place to park.”

“I'll be right down,” Travis told her as he grabbed his keys and headed out to greet her. He got into Jasmine's white Jaguar and got situated.

“Nice car,” he said.

“Thanks.”

“So where are we headed?”

“We're actually doing two things this evening. We're going to go out for dinner and then we're going to see Argentina Tango on Stage at the Harris Theater. Do you like dancing?”

“I have two left feet. I know for a brother to say that is sad, but very true. What about you?”

“I took tango lessons when I was a little girl. Along with ice skating and ballet. Have you ever seen a live tango performance?”

“No. I can't say that I have,” Travis said.

“Then you're in for a real treat. The tango is all about sensuality, sex, and seduction. It's about the way a man handles a woman and how they move together as one.”

“I can't wait,” Travis said as they drove off.

Travis and Jasmine enjoyed their evening out together. Every-thing went perfectly. Their dinner at Carmen's Italian Restaurant and sensual tango performance offered the perfect combination for a memorable evening. Travis and Jasmine were now sitting in front of his apartment building.

“How long will it take you to get back home?” Travis asked.

“Not too long. Probably about forty minutes,” Jasmine said as she put the car in park and shifted her position so that she was facing him. She focused on his beautiful brown eyes, chiseled jaw line and his full delicious lips.

“Would you like to come up? I could show you what I've done to the place,” Travis said, placing his hand on top of hers.

“There is no place to park, Travis,” Jasmine said, glancing up the block in which cars lined both sides of the street.

“That's my car right there.” Travis pointed. “I'll move it so you can have the parking space and I'll park on the next block.”

“You don't have to do that.” Jasmine didn't want him to feel obligated.

“You don't understand, Jasmine. I want to do it.” Travis leaned in for a kiss and paused just before their lips met, making certain she wouldn't turn away. He kissed her. More tenderly this time. Jasmine's right hand rose up and caressed his cheek. Travis slowly pulled away and looked directly into her amazing green eyes.

“Let me go move my car,” he whispered, then turned and exited the car.

As soon as they stepped inside of Travis's apartment, Jasmine had tossed her purse on the sofa, kicked off her high-heeled shoes and pushed Travis back against a wall. She stepped into his embrace, pressed her body against his and began kissing him on his lips and long brown neck. She started unbuckling his belt and pulling his shirt out of his trousers. She couldn't wait to devour every inch of him. Once his jacket and shirt were off, she squatted and placed succulent kisses on his cheek and gently clenched her teeth on his left nipple. Travis moaned as he flexed his pectoral muscles, enjoying the sensation of both pleasure and pain. Jasmine curled her fingers into claws and raked them over his chest and abdomen. Travis shivered as he enjoyed the sensation.

“Oh that feels so damn good,” he uttered as Jasmine pulled his slacks and underwear down around his ankles. Travis's manhood was erect and sprang out ready for whatever Jasmine had for him.

“Ooo, you have a pretty dick. It's so long, thick, and chocolate,” she said as she stroked it with both hands and kissed the head of it. Travis removed the rest of his clothes leaving them in a pile on the floor. He helped Jasmine get out of the skirt and blouse she was wearing and draped them over the arm of his tan leather sofa. She had on a leopard print thong and matching bra.

“Damn, you have a sexy body,” Travis said while admiring her. He was eager to get inside of her warm folds. “Turn around and let me see that ass I've been fantasizing about at work.” Jasmine placed her hands on her hips and turned for him.

“Bend over and place your hands on her knees,” Travis instructed and Jasmine complied. Her ass was even more beautiful in person. It was full, round and built to take a pounding. Travis had seen more ass than a proctologist and rated Jasmine's as the finest one he'd ever had the pleasure of meeting. Travis lowered himself to his knees. He kissed and nibbled on her caramel derriere.

Jasmine adjusted her stance and stood with her legs shoulder width apart. She leaned forward, resting her hands on the arm of the sofa.

Travis inhaled her sweet scent until his brain memorized it. He moved the fabric of the thong out of the way and nibbled on her butt cheek. He then removed the thong completely, spread her ass cheeks with his hands, and tasted her sweet pussy.

“Reach back and hold your ass cheeks open for me,” Travis instructed Jasmine and she complied. Travis made small circles with the tip of his tongue around her anus as he slipped his long middle finger inside of her wetness. Several moans escaped the back of Jasmine's throat as he moved in and out of her with his finger.

“Shit,” Jasmine said as she straightened her posture. “Let's take this into the bedroom, baby.” Travis led Jasmine to his bedroom. He opened up his dresser drawer and removed a box of condoms. He put one on then turned on his iPod, which was seated in a docking station. Maxwell began singing.

“On your back,” Jasmine ordered him. Travis did as she asked and positioned himself in the center of the bed. Jasmine unhooked her bra and ran her hands down her body.

“You are so damn sensual!” Travis spoke as he stroked his Pride with his right hand.

“Standing here watching you stroke yourself is such a turn-on. Your dick looks so damn delicious. The way it's shaped, the way the veins are pulsating and I adore the fact that you've completely shaven all of your pubic hair. It makes me want to put your cock in my mouth, balls and all.”

“And I like the hourglass haircut you've given your pussy. You taste better than sweet. The flavor and scent of your essence is like heated brown sugar and it makes my mouth salivate.”

“I can't take it anymore. Here is what I want you to do for me,” Jasmine said.

“What do you have in mind?”

“Get your spread eagle on, Travis. Open up your legs and spread your thighs.” A devilish grin formed on Jasmine's face.

“Oh, you want to get straight up freaky,” Travis said as he complied with her request.

“Oh baby, there isn't even a word for what's going on in my head right now.” Jasmine positioned herself between his thighs. She put one hand at the base of his cock and stacked the other hand on top of it. She opened her mouth as wide as the sky and took him in.

“Hmmm,” she cooed as she swirled her tongue around in a clockwise motion. A healthy amount of saliva was building up in the cave of her mouth so she pulled his dick out and allowed the moisture to trickle down his long shaft.

“Fuck. Do that shit again,” Travis begged. Jasmine repeated the move, taking in as much of him as she could until she gagged. She came up, held up his shaft, pushing it against his belly, and licked his smooth testicles. She felt his manhood pulsate in her hand. She knew it was a sign that he wanted to be jerked off so she obliged him.

“Oh damn, I ain't never had my shit sucked like this.” Travis
didn't want to admit that, but he couldn't help it because she, without a doubt, had perfected the art of giving a blowjob.

Jasmine, with his cock still in her mouth, glided her hands up his muscular abdomen, to his tiny brown and erect nipples. She pinched them between her thumb and forefinger and felt the head of his penis swell in her mouth.

“Not yet,” Jasmine said, sensing his attempt to blast his essence into her mouth before she was ready for him to empty his load.

“Oh, I got this under control, baby,” Travis said as he tucked his chin into his chest and threaded his fingers through her hair. “It's time for you to serve up some of that brown sugar pussy of yours.” Travis pulled her head up. He repositioned himself and rested his back against the headboard.

“Stand up and walk that wet pussy up to my face,” Travis instructed. Jasmine complied, inching up to him and placing her feet beside his hips. Travis caressed, and spanked her caramel ass as he licked the inside of her left thigh. He brushed the tip of his tongue slowly back and forth in the valley between her thighs and her Goddess.

Jasmine placed the palms of her hands against the wall for balance. “Damn,” she cried out as her sweetness began to flow.

Travis masterfully split her labia with the tip of his tongue. He then gently sucked on her moist flesh. He listened to the sound of her body language and matched the rhythm of her movements. He floated his tongue upward and stopped just below her love bead. He inhaled the delicious scent of her sex, then began softly flicking his tongue up and down, over and under her clit.

“Oh damn!” Jasmine cried out and then began whimpering and breathing heavy. Her movements on his face became more pronounced. Travis spanked her ass and Jasmine's body began to quake.

“Uhm-humm, uhm-humm, uhm-humm,” Jasmine repeated over and over again. He knew he'd landed on her most sensitive spot. Finally, Jasmine's orgasm sang its beautiful melody for Travis.

“Damn, where did you learn how to eat pussy like that?” Jasmine asked as she collapsed to her knees.

“From the University of Good-Ass Pussy.” Travis felt cocky and confident now that he'd gotten her off and was familiar with the sound of her orgasm. “Get on your hands and knees. I'm going to hit it doggie style.”

Jasmine didn't waste any time getting into position. She waited for the breathtaking moment of penetration. The moment his long, thick cock breached the gates of her heaven, she was forced to push her knees out a little wider.

“Oh fuck, Travis. Damn, you're so hard,” Jasmine said.

“Come on. You can take this. Give me this pussy. Put your head down and hike your ass up higher.”

“Okay baby,” Jasmine whimpered as Travis's thoroughbred seemed to touch every inch of her love tunnel. She loved the feel of his strong hands on her ass and how they spread her butt cheeks apart. She pushed her ass back against his stomach and gave him the green light to pound her. She was ready to take all of him and wanted to feel the swell of his cock as it rubbed against the walls of her paradise. She wanted the head of his cock to kiss the back wall of her pussy.

“Come on, baby. Write your name on this pussy,” Jasmine told him. She felt Travis pumping her faster, harder, and more aggressively. She released a long continuous moan as her next orgasm was building up to its climax. A few hard thrusts later, Jasmine blasted the head of his cock with her hot and sticky essence.

“Oh yes, baby. I'm just getting warmed up now! Slap my ass,” Jasmine demanded and Travis complied.

“Pop, pop, pop.” He spanked her. “You like this rough shit, huh?”

“Yes, baby. I love this rough shit,” Jasmine answered, panting.

“You have a sexy ass. You have the type of rump that needs a strong dick like mine. I'm going to abuse this big motherfucker.”

“Abuse it, baby,” Jasmine told him as she got caught up in two successive orgasms. Jasmine pushed her ass back some more. She wanted to swallow as much of him as humanly possible.

“That's right. Fight back!” Travis said as he grabbed a fist full of her hair.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Jasmine couldn't believe how fantastic she felt. Her Goddess kept clutching and squeezing Travis with all of its might. She could feel droplets of Travis's perspiration exploding on her back and ass.

“Damn, girl, you've got me in a damn death grip.”

Jasmine didn't respond, she was riding the wave of another big climax. She detonated again. With that release she felt herself nearing exhaustion.

“Where do you want me to cum?” Travis asked. Jasmine could sense that he was about to empty his load.

“Shoot it on my ass,” Jasmine cried out. “Shoot it all over my big juicy ass.” Jasmine felt Travis squeeze her ass cheeks together with his strong hands. She could feel him clawing it as he pumped her with all of his might. She listened to the quick moans escaping his lips as the pace of his breath quickened.