Page 12 of Queen of the Pole

The whole time I was kissing her, my dick was crying, ready to get placed inside of her. I was skilled when it came to getting pussy, so while the kiss was taking place, I was able to slide my dick inside, leaving it there for a few seconds without even stroking her. I wanted to savor the feeling. After about ten seconds, I went in, stroking that pussy, working her out, making her break the kiss.

“Fuckkkkk. Baeeeeeee,” she cried for me, looking me in my eyes, moving her hips up under, fuckin back.

“I’m bae now? Just the other day, I was a bitch ass nigga. I’m bae again?” I asked, speeding the strokes up because I wanted her orgasm to be another powerful one.

She couldn’t even answer the question that I just asked her. I had to stop looking her in her eyes because that was going to make me bust quick. Instead, I leaned my head in, going for her neck. I sucked there, went for her nipples, sucking on one, while fiddling with the other.

“Answer my question. I’m bae again, Deja? I ain’t a bitch ass nigga no more?” I wanted to know, making a quick circle in the pussy, looking for her spot. I found it in seconds and proceeded to beat against it.

“Fuckkkkk….. Baeeee noooo… Nooo,” she whined.

“No what?” I asked, getting a hold of her ankles, needing to bend her legs some. I wanted her to feel that dick all in her stomach.

“Javarisssss…. Fuck… I’m about to cum,” she moaned, reaching her hand out, putting it on my ass, so that she could lock me in, and not let me come up off that spot. The second she finished releasing, I flipped her ass over, allowing her to get on her hands and knees. Prettiest back shot that I’ve ever seen before in my fuckin life.

She had that ass tooted up in the air just like I liked it. Her ass was clear of any acne just like everything else on her body was. It was big, and jiggly as hell. Seeing her rest the top part of her body down on the bed, with her arms extended on either side of her, while her ass was tooted up, and juices were still oozing out of her, it made me shake my head. I’ve seen this visual so many times, yet I still couldn’t believe it.

I took a big chunk out of her ass with my teeth, wanting to eat, and swallow her whole. After that, I slipped back inside the pussy, putting a tight grip on her waist because I didn’t need her to run. Deja knew how to take dick, and put on a show, so she reached her hand back, placing it right up under my knee, so that she could control the strokes. Not only was she doing that, but she looked me dead in my eyes, hypnotizing me as I stuffed her with this dick.

“You so fuckin pretty baby. You know that, right? You know you the prettiest bitch I ever seen in my life, right?” I asked her.

“Hmmmmm…. I know. Hitta, this dick so fuckin good. Put it in my stomachhhhh,” she moaned.

“Go deeper baby?” I asked, knowing that that’s what she was telling me.

“Yesssss… Deeper daddy,” she cried out.

“I got you. Here it go right here. You gone squirt? You gone show me what that pussy look like again when she squirts?” I wanted to know.

“Hmmmm… yesss,” her moans got louder because I stuffed the dick deeper in her, allowing her to feel it in her stomach like she told me to.

“I feel like you’re about to cum. Tell me you love me before you do it. Let me hear it bae,” I was going ham in the pussy by this point.

I knew it was millions of niggas out there that wanted to fuck Deja. She could have any nigga she wanted, so when I got in the pussy, the goal was to fuck with her mental, have it where I put dick in her that was so good, that I was the only nigga that she saw. I was the only big dick that I wanted her to think about. I wanted this dick to continue to cloud her judgement. By no means do I think Deja is stupid, but I do feel like the dick that I drop off, and the money that I throw her way, plus the love that she has for me, plays it’s part in why she kept forgiving me for my fuck ups. I do too much dirt. I had no choice but to fuck her like this.

“Javarisssss…. I love youuuuu…. Here I go again bae,” she announced, and she started slamming that ass back aggressively.

Ass was so heavy that I damn near stumbled back a little bit. She was so wet that my dick was literally drowning. I was a slim dude. Niggas always wanted to know how I was able to handle Deja, and all the ass that she had on her. I was doing it. I stood tall in the pussy, hands gripped tightly on her ass, matching what she was dishing out.

“Fuck. Damn. I love you too baby. I’m nutting in that pussy right now. Fuck. There it go,” I grunted.

Her ass was so damn nasty, that after she finished releasing, she pushed my hands off her, turned around, and ate the dick up. I damn near passed out fuckin around with her ass.

We went at it hard in her bedroom. We made up for the week that we went without fuckin. By the time we finished, I didn’t have shit left to give her. I sat my ass down at the foot of the bed, breathing heavily, trying to catch my fuckin breath.

Deja was in the bathroom, wiping herself down. She came back probably five minutes later. Her clothes were still off, as she carried a washcloth in her hands. She brought it over to me, stood directly in between my legs, cleaning my dick off for me.

While she was doing that, I kept a steady gaze on her. The only thing that I could think about is how I didn’t deserve this woman.

“You know when I tell you that I love you, I mean that shit, right?” I just had to let her know. She looked up from what she was doing and placed those big eyes on me. She gave me a weak smile.

“I hear you when you say it,” she said, getting ready to walk away, but I pulled her arm, making her come back, and sit in my lap.

She straddled me, tossing the washcloth on the bed. I put my hands on her ass, while looking at her.

“You hear me, but do you believe me when I say it?” I asked her.

“No,” she responded.