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“Aaaah, shiiiiit...”
“You better not nut, you dumb fuck. Now say it.”
I force a grin. Continue in the fantasy, leaning back on my right forearm, using my left hand to massage my clit over my thin silk panties while staring at Persia. Despite my annoyance that she is forcing him to call me a whore, I am still in awe at how well she flips into script and dominates, manipulates, and controls men. She is wearing a crotchless latex cat suit with cut-out breasts. Her chocolate nipples poke out like sweet pieces of double-coated chocolate malt balls.
He repeats her words, and she lets go of his throat, mushing him in the face. I can see the imprint of her nails embedded in his skin. He keeps his eyes locked on me, biting down on his bottom lip.
r /> “You like fuckin’ your friend’s sister’s throat?” Persia asks, clamping his right nipple. He snaps his eyes shut, pulling in a deep breath. “Open your eyes,” she says, stepping up on the footstool near him and sticking her tongue in his ear. She bites down on his earlobe. Repeats the question; tells him to keep his eyes locked on me as I part my shapely legs so he can see my swollen petals around the crotch of my panties.
“Yes, Pain, baby. Her throat feels so fuckin’...aaah, shit... good.”
Persia walks over to the table, draped with a black tablecloth, and grabs a wooden ruler. She walks back over to Emerson. But tonight he is being called Sammie—this is what he has asked for. To be a horny teenage boy who sneaks into a window to get his dick sucked by his friend’s sister while he watches their mother masturbate. I am the mother who walked in on them, then started watching and playing with myself. A role I happily oblige. Persia glides the ruler over his muscular ass. She traces his ass cheeks with it, runs the edge of it down the crack of his ass, then without warning she whacks him with it. He flinches. She whacks him again, and again. Then, like a razor, she slowly slides it up his ass crack before lighting his ass on fire.
“You wanna nut, don’t you, you nasty little fucker?”
“No, Pain. Only if it is pleasin’ to you.”
I moan, listening to the smacking sounds of Porsha’s dick sucking. “That’s right, suck the shit out that fat dick. Suck him how Mommy showed you.” I let out a girlish giggle, then grind on my hand. “You have my pussy soooooo wet,” I moan again, gazing at Emerson. “Sammie, you wanna smell my wet panties while you fuck my daughter’s nasty little throat with your dick?”
“Yesssss...” he moans.
“You wanna taste ’em?”
He groans, then grunts, nodding his head as Porsha pulls his cock from out of her mouth and begins to coat it with a glob of spit. She jacks him off, then slowly starts sucking on his balls. “Aaaaah, yeah, baby...just like that...”
I lift my legs up in the air and slowly peel off my panties. I spread open my legs; give him a visual of what he can’t have. His eyes widen as he drinks in the loveliness of my freshly shaven pussy. It greets him with glistened lips, smiling at him. He watches as I dip one finger, then two, in and scoop out my juices. I slip my fingers into my mouth and gently suck on them. When I have cleaned my fingers of my cream, I part my pussy lips and allow him to swallow in its pink center, lush and slippery.
I love my pussy. No, seriously...I adore it. The way it looks; the way it feels; the way it smells; the way its muscles constrict and contract—gripping and tugging at a finger, or tongue, or a neat little battery-operated gadget—when being teased, taunted and toyed with. Oh, how I love the way my cunt drips with its own sweet, sticky, delectable honey as it whines and begs and pleads for a deep fucking by a deliciously thick, pulsating cock. Too bad—for him, tonight, there will be no fucking...by choice.
Emerson, uh Sammie, lets out another moan, keeping his eyes glued to my weeping pussy. He knows my cunt cries for his touch. Knows it begs for his thrusts. And I see the yearning in his eyes to give it what it needs, wants, and craves—his tongue, his fingers, his thick, veiny dick!
Porsha slides a hand between her legs, rapidly smacks her pussy and pops her clit a few times while throating Emerson’s cock.
Persia removes his left nipple clamp, then twirls her tongue around it. She flicks her tongue over it, then nibbles on it before moving over to his right nipple and doing the same thing. I know she is about to allow him to bust his nut. And he knows it, too. She walks in back of him, drops down and starts nibbling and biting on his swollen ass cheeks. She kisses and licks where she has bruised. I watch as she parts his ass open, then runs her tongue in his crack.
“Oh, fuck...goddamn...y’all freaky-ass bitches fuckin’ my head up...”
“Did I tell you to speak, you dirty, little maggot? Do you want me to paddle your tight ass until he bleeds?”
“No, Pain.”
“Then you speak when spoken to. You understand?”
“Yes, Pain.
“Muhfucka,” Porsha says, stroking his dick, “you can say what you want. You know you ain’t ever gonna find another set of fly, freaky bitches like us who’ll fuck you stress free. So you better shut the fuck up and ask Pain if you can feed us your nut.”
“Pain, baby, may I have permission to bust this nut?”
Persia stops what she’s doing. “You think you deserve to cum, you naughty little fucker?” she asks, smacking him on the ass again.
“Yes, Pain.”
She walks around to the front of him, grabbing him by the neck, then pulling him into her and forcefully kissing him. I rapidly finger myself. My pussy explodes, watching him greedily suck the scent of his ass off of Persia’s tongue. She pulls back from him. “You like how your ass tastes?”
Porsha wets his dick with more spit, then slips it back into her hungry mouth.
“Aaaaah, shit...”
