Claiming her as your own...

Moesha's stunned look or surprise didn't last long. After her brain registered that you were kissing her and not in a overly friendly "grandmother-grandson" way, she reacted by wrapping her arms around your neck and returning the kiss eagerly, her mouth opening and feeling your tongue slide in. She moaned as her body, long without the touch of a man, suddenly felt every inch of your skin against hers and she responded very eagerly to your touch. "Honey..." she whimpered as your hands worked her pants off over her hips and she stepped out of them, leaving her only in lingerie. A moment where she was embarrassed by the state of her older almost granny-panty cut pair.

Your kiss took her mind off that.

She ran her hands on your back, loving the feel of your broad shoulders and the strength in them as you backed her up against the wall, continuing to kiss her while you allowed your hands to roam free, undoing the straps to her bra and sliding them off her shoulders. Coupled with the years of memories that Darrell had of awkward pressing against them and watching her bouncing around during those early puberty years, your drive and focus brought your lips off hers and you wrapped them around a nipple, causing her to immediately moan louder as you used your tongue to play and tease the tip. "That's it, honey...that's it..." she cooed, bringing her hand to your head and cradled it against her breasts.

You didn't say anything, focusing instead on bringing your free hand, the other slowly holding her hands above her head, down her belly, feeling her skin tingle as you brought it down to the top of her panties. "Sorry, it's not sexy," she whispered, still embarrassed at the state of her choice of underwear.

"That's okay, Mo, you know what I like..." you whispered, pausing for a moment to nip her and caused a momentary gasp.

"Yes, sugar...I know what you L-" she traced off with her eyes wide as your hand slipped beneath the waistline for her underwear and traced down until your fingers pressed against her. She had a minimum amount of hair but the feeling was very warm and hot as your finger, first one and then two, found and began to slowly pump in and out of her.

You traced kisses while fingering her back until you reached her lips and she had her eyes barely open and looked at you as she struggled to stop from cumming from your fingers, now tracing and pressing into her at a steady pace. "Honey...I can't..."

"Cum for me, Mo..." you whispered in her ear and she shook as the orgasm swept over her. She pressed her body out towards you and you pressed your lips against hers at the same time your fingers found and pressed against her G-Spot. You kept manipulating her standing there as she came again quickly afterwards and she moaned in your kiss, pressing her lips against yours desperately and soon you released her hands. She immediately brought them back around you and pulled you in against her.

"I need you...I need you to fuck me now..." she whispered, her hands quickly undoing your jeans and getting you to slide your boxers off. "I can't help myself..."

"Don't need to, babe, I got you." You led her to the couch and sat down, looking at her as her eyes stared at your cock standing straight up, the tip of the head coated with some pre-cum, and causing her to moan in need. As she was about to straddle you, you stopped her and brought her to focus on you. "I want to fuck you but fuck you right....say what you want, Mo..."

She bit her lip for a moment as you continued to tease her, running your cock just below her pussy, pressing the tip against her engorged clit. She was dripping on you, her body lubricating like crazy, and her chest was flushed. "Stop teasing me..."

"I'm not, I want to fuck my girl...only if she says she's my girl and wants me to fuck her..." You looked at her face as she faltered and you smiled, leaning forward and kissed her. "You can say it..."

After you kissed her a second time, she leaned forward. "Come on, baby, stick that black cock in me and fuck your girl..."

You smiled and thrust immediately into her, causing her to moan and shudder. Moesha was definitely a girl with a hair trigger. "That's all you had to say, babygirl..."