“Shit! Feels good as fuck, Sani baby.”
Her saliva began to drip from the head of my dick, but she caught it and used her thumb to smear it in with the precum. She rose on her knees and licked the tip, sending tingles from my dick to my stomach to my shoulders before circuiting down to my socked feet.
She took me in her mouth slowly, and when she stretched it wide, letting me feel the back of her throat, I couldn’t help but to grab the back of her head and hold her in place. I guided my dick down her throat, not stopping until her nose was in my pubic hairs.
“Goddamn, Sani baby. You suck dick so fuckin’ good.”
She pulled back, slob dripping down her chin, letting my dick go with a “pop” sound. I was so fucking hard and long that I barely recognized my shit. It was a wonder that she could even get this big motherfucker down her esophagus. She was one of a fucking kind.
Licking all over my dick, she sucked my balls into her mouth, juggling them with her tongue and jaw.
“Oh shit! You eatin’ balls today?” I said between grunts.
My hand went from her head to the side of her pretty-ass face. She was so fucking perfect and looked even better gobbling my dick. I prayed that when I was old and gray, I’d still be able to get the mouth service from her. I’d hide her fucking dentures if that’s what it took because this shit was incredible.
She tucked my dick back into her mouth once she had her fill of ball soup, and the way she was throwing her fucking neck had me holding up gang signs with my fingers and toes. Whoever had taught her this shit, I needed to find the nigga and dig his ass up so I could kill him again. Yes, I’d gone down the list of every nigga Dasani had fucked, down to the corny-ass nigga who took her virginity in high school. I went through a manic episode a couple years ago where I felt like killing, and her body count had to go. With dick sucking skills like this, it was no wayI was letting a nigga walk the earth saying he’d had my bitch. One of the nigga’s mama had the nerve to reach out to my wife on Facebook to invite her to the funeral, and I doubled back and killed her ass too.
Sometimes I wanted to kill Rut, too, because he married her sister, and they looked too much alike. Them basically being twins meant the nigga damn near knew how it felt to fuck my wife. I fucked with Daylani, but Dasani should have been an only child. She was one of fucking one, and that was the only thing keeping me from murdering my nigga. No matter how much they resembled, Dasani was made specifically for me. Daylani was too soft and sweet. I told Rut to tread lightly, though. I wasn’t all the way right in the head, and I was a selfish nigga when it came to this one here. I’d kill the innocent and the guilty for her.
Holding her head in place, I began fucking her mouth, daring her to gag. But, like the freak she was, she vacuumed sealed her jaws, mimicking her tight-ass pussy. Looking down at the mess we were making on her face, I almost bust at how sexy she was. She began making gargling sounds, and that shit had me thrusting harder. I knew that pussy was wet because I could smell it. Snatching her head back before I could bust, I held it there and slapped my dick across her face.
“Aite now, nigga. You pushing it.” She had a face full of dick juice, talking about I was fucking pushing it.
“Shut the fuck up.”
Yanking her up, I grabbed her by the waist, and her legs immediately locked around mine. Snatching her panties off in one motion, I slid her down onto my dick.
“I get… so… sooo… Ahhhhhh! Sick of youuu… ripping my panties.”
I widened my feet to fuck her standing. “I don’t.”
She had a billion of these fucking Skims thongs. One day, I called her out about wearing the same damn underwear until she cursed me out and showed me her drawer. I thought she was on some nasty shit until I seen all the different shades of brown underwear.
Biting down on her chin, I bounced her up and down on my dick as we stood in the middle of our bedroom like there wasn’t a perfectly made bed a few steps away. I didn’t have time for all that, though. I wanted this pussy right where the fuck I stood. Her pussy felt so good as it swallowed my dick. It was like wet silk on a scorching hot day. Each time she lifted, her ass slapped against my balls, and I sank further into her. I never got sick of this shit and probably never would. At first, the thought of marriage petrified me, but having a dime with good-ass pussy at my disposal was the fucking dream. Dasani not only made me look good and feel good, but she made life so much fucking better. I don’t know why these niggas don’t want this shit or was having a hard time securing the same for themselves.
Dasani grabbed my face and pulled my lips into her mouth. Our tongue-kissing was just as nasty as the tussling our body parts were doing.
“You love me?” I asked as we breathed into each other’s mouths.
“Yeap, even though… Ahhhh, fuck… Your breath stankkkk!”
“Lie again.” I slapped her ass and drilled into her harder.
“I love your pretty ass. You gonna unblock me?”
She closed her eyes and shook her head as she chased her nut. I could feel her pussy tighten around me and couldn’t stop myself from rounding my hips faster. I wanted to fuck with her and stop moving, but I didn’t want to fuck up my own nut.
“It’s all good ’cause I love yo’ fine ass… Even though yo’ titties little as hell. Shiiit, Sani baby.”
Squeezing her ass, I held her in place as we both came. Hers was so powerful that she nearly pushed my dick out. Still, I managed to stay planted firmly within her contracted walls as I released buckets of cum inside of her. Her eyes opened, she pecked my lips, and climbed down. She removed what was left of her panties around her waist and turned to walk into the bathroom. I spanked her ass hard before she had gotten far. Now standing, with my pants wrapped around my ankles, I lusted after my wife.
“You so fuckin’ fine, Sani baby. I swear to God, I wish you was kinda ugly.”
She held up her middle finger, but that shit didn’t do nothing but make my dick hardened as I watched her hips sway.
“That’s because you’ s a hater and that’s why you’re staying blocked.”
“Yeah, aite.” I rubbed my stomach. She was saying that now, but once I ate her pussy, she’d be unblocking me again.
