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He stands back up. “Suck daddy’s muhfuckin’ dick,” he says, yanking me by the hair. The muscles in my pussy constrict. I take him back in my mouth. The head of his dick hits the back of my throat. He stands still; lets me feed on the dick. I gag, but keep on suckin’. He lets out a moan as I take him down to the base. I work my lips and tongue up and down the length of his shaft. “Yeah, baby…mmm, fuck…gobble that shit up…yeah, just like that…let daddy stroke ya throat, baby…yeah…mmmph…”
He feeds my hungry mouth with slow, deliberate thrusts. I sink my nails into his flesh. Urge him to bang my throat up. He wraps his thick hand into my hair, palms my head and fucks my throat. I close my eyes, but quickly open them when Paris’s face enters my space. A tinge of guilt creeps up in me for doing this nigga in her office, behind her back, but I swallow it back along with this nigga’s chocolate dick. I block out her image, making loud gurgling sounds. Spit and drool splash everywhere.
I reach beneath me, rapidly smack my pussy and pop my clit. I slip a finger, then two, into my slick cunt. “Yeah, play wit’ that fat pussy, baby…” I look up at him. Tell him not to call me that. Direct him to call me dirty, harsh names: Bitch, Slut, Whore. “Aiiight, baby…shit, fuck…play in that pussy, bitch!” I moan. My pussy grips my fingers. I am wet and slick and ready. “You ready for me to fuck you in that fat ass, bitch?!” I moan again, rapidly sucking him off. He takes hold of my hair and yanks my head off of his dick, leaving my mouth vacant and lonely.
“Lean over on that desk and spread them ass cheeks.” He drops down on his knees, shoves his face in between my thighs and eats my ass, tosses it like it’s his last meal. He spits in my hole, runs his tongue in it.
I moan. Reach back and grab the sides of his face, pull him deeper in. I smother him with my ass. Grind up against his face and tongue until I feel weak. He stands, turns me around, then tells me to suck his dick. I do. Wet it up nice and slow. Spit all over it and jerk it as I lap at his balls. He asks if I have any KY. I tell him no. Tell him to fuck me like a prison whore. His eyes widen. “Say, what?”
I stand up. Bend back over the desk, planting my hands flat on top of it, glancing over my shoulder at him. “I said, fuck me. Like. A. Prison. Whore.”
“Yo, you wildin’ for real, baby.”
“I’m not your baby. I’m your bitch, your whore.” I slap my ass, hard. “Fuck me as such.” I glance at his rock-hard dick still coated with spit. It bounces at the thought of fucking me in the ass, rough and dirty.
He spits in his fingers, rubbing them along the center of my asshole. He jabs a finger in. My ass and pussy muscles clench. My clitoris throbs. He leans into my ear, whispers, “You sure you want me to get up in this ass?”
I nod. “Yes. Pull my ass open and take it.”
The tip of his thick dick presses into the entrance of my ass. Greeted with resistance, he slaps it, pushes his way through until something pops. A gasp escapes from the back of my throat. “Open this tight ass up. Let this dick in.” He slaps me on the ass again. Pushes more of him in. I yelp. Writhe and wriggle under him, trying to manage his thickness; its stretch searing through my ass, causing moisture to seep from my chocolate walls, accommodating him; his dick.
“Oh, mmmm…fuck my ass…”
“Like this?” he questions, thrusting himself deep into me.
I groan. My words come out in a long string of syllables. “Yesssss…ohyesssssmotherfuckerfuckmehardanddeepwiththatfassdick…”
He reaches under me, finds my clit and presses on it, pinches it. It swells at his touch. He gently pushes more of his dick into my ass. “Ohhh, yessss…” The weight of him on top of me feels good. His hard body is hot against my back. His breath lost in my hair. I press my ass up against his hips; welcome his thrusts. “Fuck my ass deep, nigga.” With each thrust, he stretches me. My ass melts around his dick. What he lacks in length, he makes up for in width and rhythm. I feel sparks shooting through my ass. He slips his fingers into my slit, then cups my pussy. “Oooooooh…” I push myself onto my elbows. Back my ass up on his dick. I rotate my hips, wide and urgent. I’m creaming. “Fuck me harder.”
Another orgasm is creeping up in me, tickling the base of my spine, looping its way to my clit. I eye him over my shoulder. “Pull my hair, motherfucker, fuck me harder and smack my ass!”
“Aaaah, shit, baby, you real nasty tonight,” he groans, yanking me by the hair and slapping my apple-bottom ass. I yelp and moan. He wedges his knee against my thigh and forces my legs open wider.
“I’m not your baby,” I grunt, pushing my ass up against his hips. “I’m your slutty bitch. Say it!”
“Dirty, little slut! Ugh, fuck…nasty bitch…”
“Yeah, that’s it, nigga. Fuck my slutty ass…”
He fucks me deep.
“Ohhh, yes…ooooh, you have my ass on fire…”
His fingers part the lips of my pussy.
“Aaaaaah, aaaaaaah…right there…ooooooh, yes…that’s it…”
He fucks me hard.
I howl.
He groans as he pounds me, slipping his fingers into my silky slit.
“Yessssssss, fuuuuuuuuuck me, nigga!” I yell.
My ass is on fire.
My pussy is smoldering.
