13. Renza Mensah #4
She kept ridin’ me, goin’ all the way up to the tip of my dick, and droppin’ back down, takin’ all of me every time. That shit had my head fallin’ back, and slidin’ off the pillow while I tried to hold it together.
I smacked her ass hard, then grabbed both cheeks and pushed her back and forth on my dick, feelin’ how tight she was, and how this pussy gripped me every time I slid in.
“No, don’t cum yet! Let me cum again!” she cried.
“A’ight,” I said, breathin’ heavy. “I ain’t gon’ cum. Keep ridin’ yo’ dick.”
I smacked her ass again, watchin’ it jiggle in my hands while she bounced on me. Her body started gettin’ weaker, her rhythm gettin’ sloppy.
“You almost there,” I said, lookin’ up at her. “Ain’t this what you wanted? You said you wanted to cum on yo’ dick… so do it.”
“Fuck, Renza… you drivin’ me crazy,” she cried.
I drove my hips up into her deeper and tightened my grip on her throat. “You fuckin’ me up too, mama.”
“Yeah… yeah… I’m… I’m ‘bout to cum!” she cried, ridin’ me harder.
“Cum then,” I said, my voice low. “So I can bust in you.”
Another minute passed and she was screamin’, her body shakin’ while she came on my dick. I came right behind her, fillin’ her up while we both lost it.
We was both loud as hell, bodies tight, and hands everywhere like we ain’t have no control over shit. I knew somebody probably heard us, but I ain’t give a fuck. If they knew how good this pussy was, they wouldn’t either.
When it was over, she collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed her back slow while we both tried to catch our breath.
“Fuck… that felt good,” she said.
I ain’t say nothin’. I just smacked her ass again and rubbed it in my hands while I stared up at the stars.
The more time I spent with Sha’Nelle, and the more I fucked her, the deeper I got. It was to the point I wasn’t thinkin’ about nothin’ else she had goin’ on.
As far as I was concerned… I was gon’ be the nigga she ended up with.
The sun was already risin’ when I woke Sha’Nelle up with my dick, slidin’ right back into her like we never even fell asleep out here.
We was still laid out on the daybed with the sheets twisted under us and our bodies still warm from the night before. We woke up and picked right back up where we left off like we couldn’t get enough of the shit.
The sun was hittin’ my back, and the heat spread across my skin. I had her laid out under me with her leg hooked tight around my waist like she ain’t want me goin’ nowhere. I kept pushin’ my dick in and out of her slow and deep.
I stayed hovered over her with my elbows planted on both sides of her head. My mouth pressed against her neck, draggin’ my lips over them marks I left on her last night while the bed creaked soft under us, rockin’ with every stroke.
This mornin’, we was takin’ our time, just breathin’ each other in, moanin’ low and lettin’ our bodies move together like we knew exactly what the other one needed without sayin’ it.
My dick was so hard it ain’t even feel real, like all the blood rushed straight there and couldn’t go nowhere else.
I slid my hand into ‘Nelle’s hair, grippin’ a handful of it, and tiltin’ her head just enough so I could kiss all over her neck, suckin’ back on them red spots like I needed to remind her who put ‘em there.
Her pussy got wetter under me, grippin’ me tight and squeezin’ my dick like she wasn’t tryna let that muthafucka go. I felt that shit and lifted her thigh higher up my back, pushin’ deeper inside her, stretchin’ her open slow until a loud moan slipped out her mouth and her back arched up into me.
I reached up and wrapped my hand around her neck just enough to feel her pulse under my palm while I kissed along her jaw, still strokin’ her pussy slow, puttin’ all my love in every push.
“You feel good, baby… you know that?” I muttered against her ear, my voice low and rough.
“Yes…” she breathed hard, barely holdin’ it together.
I pushed deeper, grindin’ into her slow before whisperin’ that I loved her real low. And she said it right back.
“You gon’ marry me?” I asked, my voice rougher now, ‘cause I was deep in my feelin’s, laid up out here in the middle of the mornin’, fuckin’ her while the world was barely wakin’ up around us.
“Yes…” she moaned, pullin’ me closer, lockin’ both her legs around me now.
I stopped movin’ for a second and lifted my head, lookin’ down at her.
Her eyes was glossy and her lips was parted. Her chest was risin’ under me, and she was starin’ right back like she meant that shit.
“You killin’ me…” I said under my breath, tryna keep my head straight, but that shit was hard when it came to ‘Nelle. ‘Cause I knew how she was. She was hot and cold, back and forth, and even though she was sayin’ yeah right now, I needed that shit to be real. I needed to know I wasn’t just catchin’ her in a moment.
That other nigga crossed my mind, but I pushed that shit back, ‘cause ain’t no way she would be right here, under me like this, lettin’ me take her in broad daylight if that shit was really what it was between them.
I knew who this pussy belonged to…
I just needed the woman attached to it to figure her shit out and come be with me for real.
Sha’Nelle swallowed, broke eye contact for a second, then looked back at me and cupped my face. She pulled me down into a kiss, and that shit almost took me out right here.
A nigga wasn’t used to feelin’ like this.
That pressure in my chest, that tightness in my throat… that wasn’t me.
So instead of sayin’ too much, I just went back to movin’ inside her, pickin’ up my rhythm and feelin’ my nut startin’ to build low in my stomach.
“You want me to make you cum?” I asked, breathin’ heavy as hell, tryna keep control before I lost it.
“Yes…” she whispered.
“A’ight…” I breathed against her skin.
I slid my hands down her body and under her hips. I lifted her ass up so I could get under her. I spread her open with both hands and watched how she took me. Then I pushed my dick all the way in, deep.
Then I started givin’ it to her steady, keepin’ the same stroke and the same depth while I stroked her over and over.
“Fuck…” she cried out, louder this time.
“Mmm… yeah, I know that’s yo’ shit…” I muttered in her ear, fightin’ my own shit, but focused on her.
“Yeah… just like that… don’t stop…” she begged, reachin’ back to grab my ass, pullin’ me deeper inside her.
“I got you, mama…” I said low before suckin’ on her neck again, keepin’ that same pressure, and same stroke.
“Shit… nigga…” she cried, her hand slidin’ up my back.
Her legs spread wider, and her pussy opened up for me. I gripped her ass and held her open while I felt how wet she got every time my dick pushed in.
“Yeah… give me that…” I groaned into her skin, startin’ to hit her harder now.
Her hand slid down to my ass, movin’ with my strokes and matchin’ my rhythm while I got all in that pussy.
“You like when I fuck you like this?” I breathed, pickin’ it up, tryna hold on.