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Rhythmic pounding lifted Nairobia’s body up with every thrust. Her walls tightened. Delicious pleasure soared through her body, clutching, crashing and colliding into Josiah’s own crippling need. “Feel that,” she rasped. “My wet heat for you? My needy cunt greedy for you.”
He moaned. “Yes, baby, yes…aaah, shit, yeah…” He thrust deeper, faster. “Shit!” The friction and heat were making him mindless. Nairobia pushed back against him, her ass slamming against his groin.
“Harder.”
Josiah groaned, bucking faster, sawing his cock back and forth, in and out, his swollen shaft pillaging her core. Nairobia heard herself crying out in pleasure. Heard the slap of Josiah’s body against hers.
“Ja, ja, ja…you like this wet kut…you love how it makes your cock crazed, no? Mmm. My kut is so wet for you…fuck meeee, my love…”
And then—oh thank God—Josiah slipped his hand between their bodies to stroke her clit, more pleasure swirling in brilliant heat. Wet flames engulfing him. And her.
Josiah quickly pulled out. And moments later, Nairobia was up on her desk, her legs pulled back, her knees pressed toward her breasts, gazing up at Josiah as he snatched off his condom and fisted himself over her creamy cunt.
“Yes, my darling, yes,” Nairobia cooed, pulling open her sensitive folds. “Come all over my kut. Let me feel your heat…”
“Aaaah, aaaah, aaah…ohhhhh, fuck…” Dazed at the sight of her pink insides clenching and quivering, her juices pooling out, Josiah choked back a yell as heavy ropes of scorching cum gushed from his cock, lapped against her labia, and singed her clit.
Over and over, he pumped himself, squeezing his cock, releasing ribbon after ribbon of his seeds, emptying his swollen sac. He pumped himself, milked out every last drop, until he had nothing else left.
Nairobia moaned as he laid his still-hard dick over her slit and slid back and forth over it, before sliding its head over her sex and slathering his warm, milky seed into her flesh.
“Lick me,” she hissed, her hips slowly undulating.
Tongue out, Josiah leaned in, and buried his face between her thighs, licking her clean.
She melted all over again.
FOUR
“Yo, what’s good, my beauties, cuties, hookers, hoes, pimps, and playboys…this is ya boy, MarSell, coming at you live with another steamy segment of ‘Creepin’ ‘n’ Freakin’ After Dark.’ All of my peeps who get down with me know how I like to serve it up: Hot, raw ‘n’ ohhhh so nasty. And tonight will be no exception as I introduce to you one of the world’s sexiest women alive. So drop them drawz, sit back…relax…light a candle…pour yourself a glass of your favorite wine and let me mentally lick you into climax…”
Nairobia shamelessly eyed the radio host, licking her lips, as he adjusted his headphones. Dark-chocolate skin melted over ropes of thick muscle. Long-lashed eyelids wrapped around smoldering dark-chocolate eyes. Full, luscious lips made for pussy sucking. Long, thick, manicured fingers. Everything about this man was…deliciously big. From his feet to his hands and scrumptious dick, he was six feet eight inches of heavenly perfection.
Marcel Kennedy.
Her pussy moistened at one of many sweet memories. His dick wrapped around her plump, juicy lips. Her tongue swirling over and around its thick, plum-shaped head, licking up and down the thick-veined shaft. His fingers lovingly stretching her cunt, stroking her insides until she felt her asshole clenching and her uterus starting to shake.
She could still hear his deep voice, coaxing her, urging her, to suck him into her wet, velvety mouth. One inch…two inches, four inches…then six. She cupped his heavy cum-filled balls—she felt them swelling with want and need in her hand. Her mouth glided back up to the head of his dick, suckling the head, nursing it in the way a hungry newborn would its mother’s nipple, before gliding her mouth back down over his thick, pulsing shaft, sucking in eight inches of dick…nine inches…eleven inches…
She moaned inwardly.
Two fingers became three fingers, getting lost in her wetness, the slickness of her pussy, making it easy for a fourth finger to ease its way in. And then there was another set of hands, soft and gentle, pulling open her ass. She felt the heat of their touch on her skin, the heat of breath caressing her asshole, then the tip of a wet, heated tongue sweeping over its opening, teasing her, taunting her.
She gasped in ecstasy, sucking in the remaining two inches of dick as his sexy wife tongue-fucked her asshole.
Marika.
God rest her beautiful soul.
Marika and Marcel had been the perfect couple. Open and loving. Bold and daring, both with voracious sex drives that allowed the other to openly indulge in surreptitious sexual encounters while the other either watched or, more often than not, participated in. Oh how they were the epitome of uninhibited lovers. Behind closed doors and between the sheets, Marcel and Marika were everything Nairobia could have ever hoped for. They were as close to sexual perfection as it could ever get.
Almost.
Nairobia sighed inwardly. She still couldn’t believe it was a year since her unfortunate death, no…murder.
How tragic.
Killed by some crazed bitch. A one-night stand turned obsession that cost them everything. Marika lost her life. And Marcel lost his soul mate, his lover, his whole world crumbling down around him by the pull of a trigger.
