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to her left nipple, licking it until it grew hard as well. Unable to take it anymore, Aisha popped up. “Bedroom.”
    They practically ran upstairs. Once there, Aisha tore off her pants and her underwear. All of it had grown uncomfortable as her pussy had gotten wetter. She lay down, and Greg, now naked, lowered his powerful body on top of hers.
    He stroked her hair. “Shall we go for the trifecta this time?”
    “The trifecta?” Aisha kissed his bottom lip, nibbling on it with her teeth. “What’s that?”
    “Three orgasms,” he whispered, trailing his hand down the side of her body, stopping at her ass to grab it firmly and to grind his hips into hers.  
    “Mmm.” Aisha could feel his hardness teasing her pussy. “I don’t know if I can take three. Two may be my limit.”
    “Oh, I do love a challenge.” Greg parted her lips with his tongue and kissed her deeply.
    As he explored her body with his lips, teeth, tongue and hands, Aisha buried herself deep into the comfortable bed and enjoyed the experience. Greg began his downward journey, and she gripped the sheets in anticipation of his licking and savoring her waiting pussy. He teased her at first by parting her lips with his fingers and blowing on her gently.
    “That tickles!”
    “Oh, really? What about this?” Greg fluttered her clit with the tip of his tongue. Aisha moaned.
    “So good.”
    “And this?” He penetrated her with her tongue. She sucked the air in sharply between her clenched teeth.
    “Yes.”
    “And what about this?”
    Greg hitched her up with his hands, moved down lower and rimmed the opening to her ass. Aisha jumped back several inches, almost banging her head against headboard. “Hey! What the hell are you doing?”
    “What?” Greg blinked. “Don’t you like it?”
    Aisha could still feel the imprint of his tongue where it circled that sensitive spot. “I don’t know.” She noticed that her hands were clenched. She made an effort to relax her fingers. “I’ve never had anyone do that to me before. It felt…” she searched for the right word, “…weird.”
    Greg propped himself up on one elbow. “You’ve never had anal before?”
    “No.” She laughed nervously. “Oh, no. I mean, men have asked…you know…if they can go there, but I’ve always said no. Nuh uh. No way.”
    “Come here.” He put his hand on her thigh and guided her back down to him. “Let me just try a little something. I won’t hurt you. I promise.” Aisha raised one eyebrow. The little tongue action was enough to have her jumping out of her skin. She wasn’t sure she wanted more. “Trust me, baby. You are going to love this. Besides,”—his gaze moved downward—“your ass looks so good that I can’t be down here and not want to do things to it.”
    The look on Greg’s face made Aisha swallow her fear. She slid closer to him. “Okay. I trust you.”
    “Turn over.” Aisha rolled onto her stomach. Greg sat up and massaged both her cheeks with his hands. “Damn, baby.” He spanked her once, softly, before continuing to massage her. Aisha looked over her shoulder at him. Greg’s eyes were fixated on her butt, his cock hard as a rock.
    Feeling brave, she said, “So are you just going to look at it, or are you actually going to do something with it?”
    Her question broke his trance. “Hold on a second.” He reached over her, opened up the drawer of his nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube. Aisha eyed it warily. “Don’t worry.” His words were reassuring. “This will make all the difference.”
    Aisha faced forward, and she could hear him opening the bottle. She took a deep breath, steadying herself for what might come next. The sheets rustled as Greg moved, and she could feel his breath against her skin as he leaned in closer to her. His tongue teasing her opening again made her jump, but this time, he caught her and held her in place. “Oh no. You’re not going anywhere.” His words caressed her body, and she tried