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“What you mean, I can’t come through now?” he asked, soundin’ like he had an attitude. “You got some other nigga up in there?”
Now, had a bitch been in her right frame of mind, I woulda slayed him a new asshole for tryna question me like I was his girl ’n shit. ’Cause on some real shit, that questionin’ mess and havin’ a nigga check for me did not work with me. I guess that’s why a bitch was single. But since I was all off centered ’n shit, I let it go and actually answered him.
“Not hardly. I’m hung the fuck over, that’s all. And I’m just wakin’ up.”
“Okay, and?”
“I look a hot, sloppy mess.”
He laughed. “And even in all of ya hot sloppiness, I bet ya still fine as fuck.”
“Yeah, okay,” I said, laughin’. “But, I still wanna chill and lay down. That’s it.”
“That works for me,” he said. “You can lay in my arms and we can chill together. I had you on the brain all muhfuckin’ night, word up. You had a nigga on brick. I’m comin’ through. So go do what you gotta do, and I’ma see you in ’bout a half-hour or so.”
“I’m not openin’ the door,” I said, slidin’ down into the water. It felt so damn good. I moaned.
“Say what? Aye, yo, don’t play with me.”
I was too weak to argue with his ass. “I’m not playin’. I’m dead-ass.”
“So what you sayin’? You ain’t beat to lay up in a nigga’s arms? You gonna deprive me from seein’ ya fine ass ’cause you went out and got twisted last night? Yo, that’s real cold, baby.” He lowered his voice. “Come on, baby, I got just what the doctor ordered to make ya feel better.”
“Oh, yeah…and what’s that?”
He laughed. “I’ll show you when I get there.” He hung up before I could speak. Instead of callin’ his ass back, I flipped the phone shut and placed it on the tub ledge, then laid my head back, slid my hand between my legs, and closed my eyes, smilin’.
“Mmmm…uh…uh…mmm,” I moaned as Grant rammed his dick in me for the third time since he had gotten to my spot over two hours ago. The nigga musta been on Viagra or some shit ’cause he just kept goin’ and goin’ and bustin’ off back to back, changin’ the condom, then slidin’ his dick back up in me. I swear I had no intentions of givin’ this fine muhfucka some pussy when he walked up in here lookin’ and smellin’ all fuckin’ good with his fresh cut, fly-ass Gucci runnin’ suit, and crispy Air Force Ones. But when the nigga stripped down to his silk boxers and all that dick started swingin’ and bouncin’ around, a bitch forgot to say no when he started kissin’ and rubbin’ and lickin’ all over me. And the minute he wrapped his soft lips around my titties that was it. Shit started feelin’ good and the next thing I know his dick started callin’ me loud ’n muthafuckin’ crystal clear: “Kat…Kat…Kat…suck me, bitch…drop down on ya knees and wet this big-ass dick.” And that’s just what I did.
“Uh…” I groaned as Grant pulled his dick outta me again, slowly slid it back in, then tip-drilled me, before slammin’ it back in. He banged my pussy deep with ’bout twenty fast strokes, slayin’ my pussy to pieces, then grindin’ up in me nice ’n slow another twenty strokes, before pickin’ up his pace. “Oh, fuck…damn, nigga…Oh, shit…I’m cummin’…”
“That’s right, baby, wet daddy’s dick up,” he grunted, slappin’ my ass, then reachin’ up under me and playin’ with my swollen clit. “Put that sweet cream all over this long, fat dick.” I can’t even front. As hung over as I was, the nigga had a bitch goin’.
I started throwin’ this pussy up on his dick, suckin’ and lickin’ all over my titties. The deeper his dick went, the wetter my pussy got; the hornier I got, the freakier I wanted it.
“Open up my ass,” I said in between a string of moans and groans, “Uh…Mmm…stop teasin’ me, nigga…fuck me…” He grabbed me by the hips and started speed fuckin’ me, poundin’ in and outta me.
“Aaah, shit…damn, girl…this pussy hot…Oh shit, I’m ’bout to bust…where you want it?”
“That’s right, nigga,” I said, grindin’ and windin’ my hips. “Give me that nut in the crack of my ass. I wanna feel it run down into my asshole.” He pumped a few more times, jabbin’ his dick in and outta me with deep rapid strokes before pullin’ out. He sna
tched the rubber off, then started jerkin’ his shit.
“Open them pretty ass cheeks up for me,” he said, gruntin’. I dug my fingas into my ass and pulled open my soft cheeks as wide as they would go, givin’ him a full view of my tight asshole and soppin’ wet pussy. “Yeah, baby,” he said, slappin’ the center of my crack with the weight of his brick-hard dick, “you got a pretty brown hole. You gonna let me get some of that?”
I was so fuckin’ heated that this muhfucka coulda fucked me in any and e’ery hole all night if he wanted. Thought he knew. “Yes…oh, yessssssss!” I screamed, pumpin’ my hips like only a ho in heat can. “Wet it with ya nut, muhfucka, then shove ya dick in it.” He rubbed and slapped his thick, heavy cock on my ass, then laid it in the center of my crack, rubbin’ the shaft against my asshole, then splattered his nut all up in it.
“Oooooh…aaaah…yes…” I started cummin’ as his warm, sticky cream slid down into my asshole, drippin’ along the back of my pussy. As he smeared his nut in with his thumb, I heard him tearin’ another condom wrapper with his teeth, then placin’ the rubber over his still-brick dick. I looked back at him, smilin’. “That’s right, nigga…run ya dick up in my ass,” I said, archin’ my back.
I felt the pressure of his dick as he slowly tried to push the tip of his mushroom head into my hole. “Come on, baby…open that ass up for me.” He pushed in further. “That’s right, baby…”
“Uh…mmm,” I moaned, jerkin’ forward.
“Don’t run, baby…take this dick.”
He pushed farther.
“Oooooh…uh…mmmm…oh, yes…”
