Amaris #3
“You think you gon’ be the one doing the fucking?” He bit the side of my tittie then flexed his ear on my right nipple making his ear tighten around my nipple.
Fuck! This man is driving me crazy.
“I do all the fucking though, and you’ll do everything I say when and how I say that shit,” he grumbled, removing his hand from my stomach, slipping it down to my pussy.
“I’m yo new daddy, and you gon’ be a good fuckin’ girl and take everything a nigga got to give…money included.”
I nodded my head, under a complete trance as I get ready to combust around Royal’s hand.
A smirk tilted one side of his mouth before he buried two fingers inside of me.
Immediately, he picked up the pace, twisting his fingers quickly.
The heel of his palm pressed against my clit, and my mouth fell open but the moan is trapped in my throat.
“Tell me who the fuck I am, so I can bless you with this dope dick.” He picked his head up, pinning me with an intense gaze.
“My daddy,” I moaned the words out easily.
“Good—” He pulled his hand out my contracting center and slapped it against my pussy. “—mutha fuckin girl,” he praised, and that sent a new rush coursing through my entire body.
His possessive stare held me captivated; his words sounded like affirmations boosting my confidence to a thousand.
Another orgasm ripped through me, my pussy convulsing violently around his fingers.
“Now you gotta give me another one, baby,” he groaned, pulling his fingers out and nastily licking all between them.
I panted for air as Royal reached over me to grab my melted down drink.
“Say ah, I need to see how deep that throat go anyway.” He chuckled.
I opened my mouth before he tilted the cup in the air letting it fall down my throat.
“What do you say?” He raised his thick brows.
“Thank you,” I groaned out, feeling suddenly conflicted and highly aware of how quick this man got inside of my mind.
The cold part about it all, was that I actually liked it.
I liked it a little too much and wanted to explore more of it with him.
Royal opted out of words. He picked the opened condom and quietly slid it over his dick.
When he was back settled between my legs, he brought his face to mine and kissed me deeply.
For the first couple of seconds, my eyes closed, savoring the taste of mint mixed with weed on his breath.
His tongue dominated my mouth, and it didn’t surprise me that Royal was kissing me very passionately.
He groaned in my mouth then positioned the head of his dick at my slit.
His thick head pressed gently against me, my eyes popped open because he was the biggest I’ve ever had.
He felt impossibly big like there was no way all of his dick could fit inside of me.
Soon as he pushed another inch in, my body instinctively tensed.
“Relax, baby,” he whispered gently against my lips.
He ran his hand down my side, lowered his head and licked the curve of my breast before kissing his way to my gum drop nipple. I let out a deep groan when he wrapped his full lips around my nipple while pinching the other. His teeth graze the tip of it then bit down, released it then blew.
Royal was mind-fucking me. He pulled his dick out and rubbed the head around my clit as he continued to tongue my sore nipple by flicking his tongue over it and sucking it hard. He kept sliding his dick over my clit before positioning it right back at my slit.
“Now breathe and let me have this pussy,” he commanded, sliding all the way in.
“Oh shit!” I cried out.
“Oh shit is fuckin’ right,” he gritted, pulling his hand back and slapping the side of my breasts.
“I’m fucking you all fuckin’ night.” He growled, as his dick pushed passed what felt like my pussy limits.
“I tried not to fuck you, Breasturant…” his words trailed of as he spread me even wider.
“You just had to stick the fuck around. Now if you let me feel this pussy raw… I swear to the lord himself, I’ll really keep you here against your will.” His chest pressed against my titties as he licked up and down my cheek like a dog.
“Can daddy feel this pussy raw?” He groaned.
It was all too overwhelming for me to say no. His dick, the feel of his tongue gliding up and down my right cheek as he pummeled my aching pussy, played a part in me screaming out yes.
As if he was possessed with magic, he quickly snatched his dick out of me. Seconds later he was back in deep, so deep his balls slapped against my ass cheeks.
“Yeahhhh,” he drawled. “You staying until I see what the fuck this all about.” He offered me a sexy smirk.
His hands tangled through my locs before fisting and pulling a handful of them.
With his free hand he shoved two of his fingers in my mouth, and like a good girl he claimed me to be, I sucked them.
I almost forgot how I got down when it came to fucking.
I remembered quickly once I adjusted to his size nearly splitting me in half.
I rocked my hips and bit into his fingers as I felt all my nerves endings come alive.
“That’s right, Breasturant… fight the fuck back.” He chuckled out.
Cocky bastard… It’s time to at least try to put this pussy on him…