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“He’s not doing nothing that’s not part of the rules. He good, shorty,” I let her know.
“I’m going to go get something to drink,” she called out.
I was still watching the fight, but I could hear her well.
“I’ll get it. What you want?” I asked, never taking my eyes off the fight.
“I’ll get it, Miami. That gives you time to watch the fight in peace,” she tried to reason.
“It’s a whole bunch of niggas out there, shorty. I’m not there to watch you while you out there prancing around in this tight ass dress. I would hate to have to fuck a nigga up for being disrespectful toward you, so to avoid all of that shit, let me get it. What you want to drink?” I asked, this time taking my eyes off the fight and looking down at her.
“You can get a water. What about the niggas in here that are going to be looking? We’re damned either way,” she said with a smile on her face.
I smirked back while pulling on my beard.
“It’s a big difference, shorty, because you sitting down, so they can’t stare at your ass. The most that they can do with you in here is admire your beautiful ass face. I’ll be back. Let me know if Jimbo knocks him out,” I said and stood up.
I walked out and went over to the little concession stand that they had out front. Nobody was really standing in line, so it didn’t take long for me to reach the front and get the water for Jashae. In the middle of me doing that, I heard Mahogany and Jabari standing by the restrooms that were in the back of the building, and all I could do was shake my head and laugh. They were going to be fuckin’ soon. They argued too fuckin’ much to not just go ahead and get that fuck over with.
I had Jashae’s water in my hands, and I quickly made my way back inside. As soon as I made it back, Jimbo was knocking him out, and I did a punch in the air with my fist, showing my excitement.
“Thank you. Where the hell is Mahogany and Jabari?” Jashae asked the second I got back in my seat.
“They cool, shorty. Let’s finish the fight,” I let her know.
Mahogany Williams
“Stupid ass nigga. I can’t stand your ass! Shitttttt,” I moaned.
I didn’t even want to moan for this cocky bastard, but I had to admit that he was deep inside my pussy, trying to knock it out of the fuckin’ frame. His dick was just as big as his mouth, and he knew how to work it. I wanted to find a flaw in this beautiful ass nigga, but I couldn’t. I wanted to clown him and say that he had a little dick, but he didn’t. I wanted to find something, but I couldn’t say shit, other than the fact that he had a slick ass mouth and I didn’t too much know if that was a flaw yet.
Jabari was too fine to put into words, and I think that’s why I argued with his ass so much. Like, why would God even make you? Why would he make this man so perfect and have him be that person that’s God’s gift to Earth? Why did he have to have that perfect caramel skin that had me wanting to know his skin routine because his skin was almost better than mine? Then, he had the fuckin’ nerve to have all of those nice tattoos that made me want to lay him down and use my tongue to lick every one of them.
Jabari was so hood, so fuckin’ rude, so demanding, so confident in himself, which were all things that I should have hated about him, but shit, I loved them. He had good hair that was cut short, showing his perfect waves that a bitch could drown in if she went swimming. We were inside the women’s bathroom in the accessible stall. My left leg was on the sink, while my right leg was down. The dress that I wore was pulled up, with my thong pulled to the side, giving him whole access to my pussy. We were looking at each other in the mirror as we tried to out fuck each other. Mentally, I was losing, but physically, I was trying to keep up because I couldn’t talk all this shit and didn’t know how to fuck back.
I loved sex. I loved everything about sex from sucking dick, getting my pussy ate, getting tied down, all of that. I could submit if need me and let him be dominant. I’ve been with plenty of men before, but I’ve never had anything like this. Nothing where I felt like my sex game was getting challenged or I was getting a run for my money. Seconds ago, Jabari slid his big, meaty dick inside me, and I came from that alone. I had light bright skin, and his hand was wrapped around my throat. My body had turned beet red. I was regretting all the slick shit that I’d said to him tonight and the night at the club because now he was taking it out on my pussy.
“I can’t stand your skinny ass either. I can stand your pussy though, shorty. Your shit good, yo” he said and slapped my ass. “It’s tight too.” Slap. “Fuck, it’s wet.” Slap. “It smells good.” Slap. “Watch I make you cum again,” he said, wrapping his hands tighter around my throat, digging deeper into my pussy, but with shorter strokes versus the long ones.
When I tried to moan, my voice got caught in my throat, my legs went to shaking, and it felt like I was peeing. I squirted. Oh my God, this nigga made me squirt. I could feel it dripping down my legs. He slid his dick out of me while I continued to shake, and he licked from my ankle, where my juices had fallen all the way up to my pussy. Jabari was literally chewing on my pussy with what felt like just his gums, and I loved it. I didn’t want to show that I loved it because he didn’t need another boost of confidence that he knew what he was doing, but it was getting too hard to keep holding my moans in.
“Shittttt… damnnnn… fucckkkk. Just like that,” I cried out.
I wanted to yell out Jabari so bad, but if I fucked around and did that, we may as well get married. To me, if I call your name out during sex, just go ahead and cash app me the money so I can buy a wedding dress. Two times I almost slipped up and moaned his name, so I had to keep reminding myself to be careful.
Jabari was down there having a field day with my pussy. He was so arrogant that I honestly didn’t even think he ate pussy. Granted, he told me that night in the club that he would do it, but I really thought that he was just talking shit. I had fantasized about making a mess with my juices on his beard, and here I was doing just that. My legs started shaking again, and before I knew it, he was sucking an orgasm right up out of me. My hair that I’d just treated today and had my naturally curly hair looking like a professional had done it was all sweated out, but it was worth it.
After I came, he grabbed me up by my waist and slammed me into the wall. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I didn’t because I knew exactly what this was. We were just fuckin’, not lovers.
“Take the condom off my dick and put this one on,” he said, putting a new condom in my hand.
I unwrapped it, pulled the condom out, and I replaced it with the old one that I had soaked up. Once it was on, he bounced me in his arms, so that he could hold me by my ass. In seconds, that third leg pushed inside of me, hurting me in a good way. Since I couldn’t kiss him, I bit hard on his neck. I couldn’t let him show me out.
“You going to get my bitches mad by marking me up, shorty. They going to want to fight you.” He groaned as he fucked my little ass crazy.
Hearing him admit to having bitches made me so jealous. I didn’t want to think about him giving this good dick to someone else. The jealousy that was built up in me made me fuck him back crazy. I wanted to leave him with something so he wouldn’t go back to those other bitches. My mouth left from biting his neck, and I stared him in his eyes as I rode his dick like he was paying me to do it. He was biting down on his lip, looking so sexy that it was enough to speed up my nut.
“I’m cummingggg, Jabari. Shittt,” was probably the nicest thing I had said to him all day.
