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He smashes into me, hips frantically banging up against my ass, causing me to jerk forward. “Where the fuck you going? Don’t run from this dick, slut...” He slaps me on the ass. “Nasty ’lil bitch...”
“Oh, yesssssssss...fuck me, motherfucker...talk that nasty shit...”
“Uhhh, shit...slutty pussy feels so motherfuckin’ good...”
Faruq slows his pace, begins to fuck me in slow, deep strokes. With each thrust, my pussy grabs at his dick; his pulsing cock beating against the mounting surge inside me. I writher and wiggle beneath him, moan loud and wild. “You all up in this slutty pussy, motherfucker...ohhhh, yes...fuck me...you want me to be your little slut?”
His hands coil through my hair. Yanking my head back, he pulls my locks like reins on a horse and rides my ass rapidly. “Uhhhh, you got some good-ass pussy...you ready for this dick in that ass?”
Giddy up, motherfucker, I think, moaning. “Yeah, nigga...fuck my pussy...stretch it open, uuhhhh, yessssss...you ’bout to make my pussy nut...” He tells me to roll over on my back, then hoists my legs up over his shoulders, then slips himself back into me and pounds me; his balls slapping up against my asshole. “Uhh... choke me motherfucker...” His hand finds its way to my throat. He presses. “Harder...uhhh, yesssss...ooooohhh...aaah, yeah... choke me...mmmm, mmm...fuck me...aaaah...aaaah...yeah, yeah...choke me harder, motherfucker...” He tightens his grip, practically shutting off my airway. I feel myself getting lightheaded. This only intensifies my orgasm. He rapidly bangs in and out of me until my walls shake and I explode all over his cock.
He leans in, breathes warmly on my ear, then tickles my earlobe with his wet tongue. “Daaaaamn, baby...this pussy...aaaah, shit...so wet...”
I coo in his ear. “You ready to fuck my fat, juicy
, slutty ass? It’s real tight for you, too, baby. It’s nice and hot, and hungry for some dick. You wanna fuck me deep in it?”
Within minutes, my legs are bent at the knees and pushed up over my head. His tongue finds my hole, puckering in anticipation. He swirls his tongue around it, causing me to grip the sheets as he works my asshole and slides two fingers into my slippery slit. He uses his thumb to tease my clit while he licks his way up and down my crack. He pushes his tongue into my ass. I moan. Urge him to put his dick in; to fuck me—now!
“You have any lube?” he asks, rubbing my entrance with the head of his cock.
“No,” I say, reaching down and splaying open my pussy so he can see its pink flesh. “Sluts don’t use lube. Use your spit.” He spits into his hand, smears it around my hole, then presses the tip of his dick at my opening. He slowly works himself in. I whimper as the head pops into my ass. “Oh, yes...work that dick in...”
“Uhhh...shiiiiiit...”
I moan breathlessly. “You like how this slutty ass feels wrapped around your cock?”
“Ohhhhh, fuck...yeah, baby...”
“You wanna bust your big dick all up in my guts?” He moans loudly, fucking me full-throttle, like a conductor on a runaway train. “That’s right, nigga...fuck me in my ass...fuck my slutty hole open...” The bed is rocking back and forth, its headboard smacking up against the wall. He stretches my ass in long, deep, rapid strokes. He grunts, rolls his eyes up in his head, then shudders.
I turn my head and glance over at the clock. I blink, blink again. Eight minutes?! That’s it! All this sweating and grunting for eight motherfucking minutes? My pussy was just starting to heat up good. I inhale, then slowly exhale. “Did you cum?” I ask the obvious, hoping not. He nods, tells me that talking dirty to him; telling him to fuck me deep in my ass got him overly excited. That it was so hot and tight. That he’s never fucked a woman in her ass before; that the feeling took him over the edge. I breathe in, breathe out. Take inventory of the situation before deciding whether or not I should put on my clothes and storm up out of here—pissed the fuck off, and still horny. Okay. He’s fine, check. Nice body, check. Nice, juicy lips, check. Thick dick, check. Feels good in the pussy, check. Ass eater, check. Has personality, check. Willing to role-play, check. Has potential to be good in bed, check.
He lifts up on his arms, his soft dick slipping out of me. He looks me in the eyes. “Damn, that was real good.” I stare at him. He pecks me on the mouth. I blink. I can’t say I’m disgusted. But, I’m definitely disappointed. And I’m dissatisfied with his endurance. It’s a good thing I test drove this nigga, first, instead of bringing him home to Persia and Paris. Shit, he can barely last with me alone. Imagine the three of us. We’d have him coming in less than two minutes. And Persia would lose her fucking mind.
“Hey, you alright?” he asks, stroking the side of my face. He’s lying beside me propped up on his elbow. I take him in. Damn, he’s fine! Yeah, but the nigga can’t hold his nut? Beautiful copper-colored skin that looks as if it’s been slow baked in the sun, curly black hair, hazel eyes, and thick nose. He looks Mediterranean. “What you thinking about?”
I really don’t want this night to end without getting what I came here for. “A good fuck!” Persia would say, “Fuck, it. Ditch the dick.” Paris would say, “Let’s help him maximize the experience.”
I smile, reaching for his sticky, condom-wrapped dick. It is flooded with nut. My mouth starts to water, wanting to slurp every drop of it out. If I knew him better, I would. I feel myself getting the shakes. “I’m thinking about sucking on this dick.” He grins. “I really hope you can get it up again.” It is a plea disguised as a request. I pull off the condom, careful not to spill its contents.
He shifts his body, lying on his back. “Oh, I definitely think The Beast can rise to the occasion.” I lick my lips. Stroke him, slowly. Within seconds, his dick springs back alive. He folds his arms in back of his head. “See. It’s all yours, baby.”
I position myself between his legs, taking his cum-stained dick in both hands. I lick its underside, then each side in slow, wet tongue strokes. I glance up at him. He’s looking down at me, his bottom lip pulled in.
“Do you know anything about Kegels?”
He nods, looking at me with confusion on his face. “Yeah, they’re the exercises women use to keep their pussy tight.” I take his cock into my mouth. Swallow down to the base, lapping at his balls every so often, then pull it out. I swallow in the scent of my ass and the salty remnants of his nut. I clean his dick with my mouth, lips, and tongue. “Aaah, shit...”
“You ever tried them?” I ask in between sucks, slurps and gulps.
He opens his eyes. Looks confused. “Tried what?”
“Kegel exercises?” He tells me no. Tells me he thought they were only for women. I spit on his dick, stroking it as I explain to him how men can also benefit from them. I put in plain words what he needs to do. Let him know I came here to be fucked. Not by a damn bunny rabbit, but by an African warrior. I tell him I want a pussy slayer. Not a damn minute-man. “And we’re not leaving here until you deliver.”
Surprisingly, he doesn’t get offended. “Daaaaamn, it’s like that?”
I give him a blank stare, then tilt my head, raising a brow. “Oh, trust me. It’s exactly like that. You will not...” I pause, licking his dick all over, then stop. “...not fuck me the way I need to be fucked. No, tonight, buddy, I wanna be fucked rough and dirty. But, not quick.”
