Heaven & Hell Weekend: Part 1

[Ding-Dong]

For the one 100th time today Adrian's heart began to race. It happened at every thought of her, every time a notification with her name came across his phone, and now after months of anticipation the waiting was over. He rushed to the door, gathered himself and swung it open. There she was, his brown skin goddess with glasses. The two shot forward as though reacting to a starter's pistol. Embracing one another with heart's racing, arms accelerated around curves pulling bodies close, as if feeling at home with this stretch. Both declared winners and they celebrated in a twirling hug. However, the hug abruptly ended with Athena's back against the wall, Adrian's hand around her throat, and their lips intertwined.

“Uh hmm,” the driver cleared his throat at the door holding the bags. Adrian pulled back reluctantly. Turning around he took the bags and tipped the driver. The men shared a congenial head nod as the door closed. The couple looked at one another and laughed. “It is good to see you,” Adrian said. “I’m so much better seeing you,” replied Athena.

“How was your trip?”

“It was good, okay, awesome!” Athena bubbled over with excitement.

”Well you know the theme of the weekend, right?”

“Yes. This is our Heaven and Hell weekend. I can’t wait to find out what that means.”

“Well let heaven begin. Head upstairs to the bedroom. All the instructions you need will be there. I'll see you in a couple hours.”

Athena folded her arms and pouted, “But I just got here.”

“Is that the disposition of my brown skin goddess with glasses?”

“No.”

“Then I will give you an opportunity to adjust it as you head upstairs and see what I have planned for you next. I’ll bring your bags in a little bit. How’s that sound?”

“Sounds good.”

“Uh hmm,” Adrian cleared his throat.

Athena recalibrated. “Sounds good, Daddy.”

Athena entered the bedroom to find a white box with gold ribbon on top of the bed. She saw a QR code on the box and thought, this boy is so extra. After scanning the code she heard.

Tonight is heaven and you my brown skin goddess with glasses are going to be worshiped. Your bath is set with bubbles and pedals. There is a bottle of wine beside the tub. In the closet you'll find your dress and shoes for the evening. There are no undergarments provided, so no need to add any, thank you. Dinner will be served at 7 o'clock in the dining room, down the stairs and to your left. I'll see you then.

 Everything was just like he said. Athena smiled, she exhaled deeply. Her heart raced, her pussy throbbed, and her mind…her mind was at peace. Athena walked in the bathroom and allowed the water to take her away.

When Athena exited the bathroom, Adrian had not only brought up her bags but put everything exactly where it needed to be. He left her with nothing to do except get ready. And get ready she did.

As Athena descended the stairs she heard music, smelt dinner, and saw a scene from out of a movie. She turned the corner to a gold and white table set for 2 with candles. Flowers of various colors accented the room. This must be what heaven looks like, she thought.

She felt sexy in her white dress. She loved the way it tied around her neck giving room for her shoulder and arms to be flaunted. The way the top of the dress hugged her breast was masterful. The flow of the bottom was the perfect accompaniment to her hips and ass. Adrian had outdone himself with the gold strappy heels that proudly displayed Athena’s white tipped toes and climbed her calves like grape vines. The smile on his face told her exactly what he thought.

Adrian pulled out her chair, “Let’s eat, dear.” Adrian poured her a glass of wine and took his seat. “Tonight’s menu is infused to help us with our ascension.” Athena smiled. It was something they had discussed before and she was glad to do it with him.

As the 2 enjoyed their dinner prepared by a private chef they laughed and talked about everything under the sun. As dinner ended Athena said, “I’m beginning to feel that ascension you talked about.”

“Good, a goddess should always be in an elevated position. Come on, let's head to the playroom.” With that he grabbed Athena's hand and led her down the hall. As he opened the door to a room decked out in white and gold with accents of color, Athena smiled. “All this for me?”

“Yes, I told you tonight we're in heaven. The place where my brown skin goddess with glasses gets worshiped.”

As they entered the room Adrian walked Athena in front of a mirror that seemed to cover the entire wall. As he stood behind her and they looked at their reflection in the mirror he asked, “Do you like your dress?”

“Yes, I love it.”

“Good because you look absolutely breath-taking. Since you've taken mine, it's only right that I return the favor.” Adrian untied the bow that was behind her neck, his hand glided down to the zipper that started at her mid back. He slid the short zipper down and now the only thing holding her dress up were the straps that he held behind her neck. Adrian let go allowing the straps to fall off her shoulders causing the dress to fall to the floor.

“Hmmm, you are gorgeous.” Adrian got on his knees in front of Athena and began to loosen the straps of her shoes that were tied so eloquently and as he removed the strings from her calves he traced the lines that they left with his finger tips.

“You deserve to be adored. It is an honor to worship every inch of you. You are a masterpiece.” He spoke as he traced from her ankles up to her knees. Then up her thighs, across her stomach, past her breast, finally arriving at her neck. There he planted a kiss right on her collarbone.

“Tonight every inch of you will feel appreciated.” He planted a kiss on her shoulder, another on her arm, one by her elbow, and another on her forearm. Her body was tingling all over. She didn't know how much longer she could stand because of the pulses that each kiss generated in her body.

“Watch me. Watch as I adore you. See what I see.” Time didn't exist in this space that was being created. Athena had no idea how long she had stood in front of this mirror, but she watched him. She watched him as he enjoyed every inch of her. Kissing, licking, but it was a nibble that almost sent her over the edge. Just when the tingling in her fingertips and toes was reaching a fever pitch. “Now come lay down. Let me properly take care of you.”

Adrian layed her across a massage table. In the next moment she could feel hot oil being poured over her legs. Adrian used the oil as a conduit to pull out the stress and infuse tension into it. He was keenly aware of what he was doing.

“You deserve to have your mind free of worry and stress. You deserve to have your body filled with pleasure and enjoyment. Now turn over on your back, please.”

As Athena turned she reached for him. Letting her hand land on his chest, glide down his stomach, and arrive at what she already knew. While this massage was only halfway done his dick was ready for action.

“We’re not rushing worship,” he informed her. Adrian directed her hand to her side and began massaging her forehead. It was as though he was pressing in thoughts of his dick and her mouth. Her mind swirling around the thought of swallowing him. As he moved from temple to cheek, she salivated. As he wrapped around her jaw line she released the tension audibly.

“I adore how wonderfully round and beautifully brown your breasts are. I love the expanse of your areola looking like chocolate poised to be licked. And your gorgeous nipples, so hard, so firm.”

As Adrian talked his hands covered exactly what he spoke about. With the line between stress relief and tension building blurred Athena was experiencing a slow climb up the incline to the peak she had longed for over several months. As Adrian repositioned, Athena twinkled her toes in anticipation. The warmth of oil on her feet brought a calm over her entire body. “Your thighs are my favorite. Firm, soft, thick, and delicious.” As he kissed her thighs there was an increase in the tension within. Athena could not help but release the extra energy she was now feeling. Athena could feel Adrian's hands parting her thighs. She allowed him to move her in whatever way he wanted.

Adrian could no longer wait, he could no longer keep his composure. Now that the beauty he had been meditating on for the last several months was in view. Without hesitation Adrian dove in. He was not the joyful recipient of a mouth full of pussy. This was exactly what he had been craving.

In the blink of an eye there was lightning in her spine, thunder claps in her walls. What Adrian was clearly communicating with his mouth is that the calm that she had previously experienced was inside the eye of the storm. She was now about to experience its full fury. As Athena's head turned side to side helping her navigate the waves of energy flowing through her body, her eyes caught a glimpse of something amazing. Her eyes locked on to her hand gripping his hand, which had her calf in a chokehold. He had her legs fully extended, his arm locked, shoulders flexed.

“Fuck is that?”

 The mirror that was previously used for affirmation now became her means of confirmation. This man was face deep in her. The only thing she could see were his ears, his back, and the movement of his head that corresponded to his moans. That caused the ripples of energetic waves to become monsoons. Athena exploded like an overdue geyser and Adrian basked in her juices like a weary traveler finding an oasis in the desert for the very first time. He laughed, he played, and he allowed himself to be soaked in her.

“Yes goddess, yes that’s it. May I give you my offering?” He questioned

“Yes!” Athena exclaimed.

 Adrian pulled her to the edge of the table, extended her legs, found his footing, placed the head of his dick right on her temple entrance. “Goddess may I give you my offering?”

“Yes!”

“My brown skin goddess with glasses.”

At a syllable an inch Adrian had fully entered Athena's temple and both were now filled with an awareness of the divine. This was easily understood by the shared experience occurring in what was now one spine. Adrian’s intent was to worship deeply, as he declared it with every stroke. And the encouragement of Athena as she declared, “‘Deep worship, yes, deep worship,” only upgraded this storm to a hurricane. This newborn hurricane increased categories moment by moment.

He stepped back a bit, pulling her ass off the edge of the table. He lowered her right leg and elevated her left. Transitioning her from a V to an L. This allowed for worship in the deepest caverns of her temple. The kind of worship only experienced by the most devout. The kind of worship that evoked a divine response of creaming and screaming. A place where words are no longer intelligible yet there is pleasure in its highest form.

After a few moments Adrian gathered himself and Athena. “Okay, okay, come on stand up. You okay? Good. Are you steady? Now come, take a seat.” Adrian walked over to the bed and laid flat on his back and he didn't move. Athena, confident, but also curious, asked, “Where do I sit?”

“I’m your throne and it’s your choice.”

As Athena approached the bed from the side looking at all of Adrian she didn't know whether she was going to sit on his face or his glistening dick. She crawled up the side of the bed, layed her body across his. She swung right leg over, mounting him. Then she backed up,placing her legs over his arms. She backed up until her pussy had completely covered his face.

Athena rocked and rubbed her pussy all over his face. She fed him pussy as she was fed by his moans. She realized how much he was enjoying it by the way his arms were wrapped around her thighs and his hands were parting her ass cheeks. He moaned and she took this opportunity to claim all of what was hers. She grabbed his throbbing dick and she began stroking. She was aware that she was recalling the storm. She was now prepared to be a storm chaser, rather than a bystander. She stroked and she sucked as she pounded her pussy against his face again and again and again.

Adrian engulfed by her, flicking his tongue across her clit, as he pulled in her lips. He swallowed every bit of her. Athena could feel her wells filling, ready to burst. So she lurched forward mounting his dick. She slid him inside and she pounded him. She, with force, dropped her ass in his lap again and again until he cried out.

“Yes goddess it's yours goddess. Have it, it's yours!”

In a mutual eruption of volcanic proportions, they came together. But the eruption wasn't the end. These two continued this rodeo ride until they were both panting and out of breath. She collapsed backwards onto his chest, he wrapped his arms around her breast, and they exhaled together.

“That was heavenly,” Athena declared.