6. Solidarity #3
She looked up, and I could see the fair’s light dancing in her eyes.
The button to my shorts was undone next, and my wood was being moved from my thigh to the opening of her canal.
Her juices were seeping from her entrance wetting the tip of my dick.
Easing herself onto my manhood, I felt her walls expand to receive me.
Warm and moist. She had a box that I’d drop niggas behind.
Gasping, she took me all in hitting the base of my wood moments later.
Her lips crashed into mine taking my tongue hostage within seconds.
Hard as a rock and stuck in between wet lips was the best way to describe my situation right now.
This woman had me ready to buss in her shit without a second thought.
“Must you feel so good every time I sit on it?” she asked softly against my lips.
“The fact that you don’t sit on it more often is telling, Ma.”
Smirking, she began to slow grind in my lap. We were hundreds of feet in the air and baby didn’t have a care in the world while riding me. Her moans were low, breathing unstable, and body hot as fuck. I think baby was getting off from the experience altogether.
“Fuuuuuck,” she whispered with her face buried in my neck.
“Turn around and bounce on this shit. We fuckin’, not making love,” I ordered.
My command was thrown out once and she was hopping off me, repositioning herself, and doing exactly what I said. Her backside had a ripple effect any time it moved putting me under a spell every time. I smacked both cheeks just to see that muthafucka flow like water.
Seeing her pussy walls wrapped around my dick, the creamy substance that coated it, and her body becoming one with mine… this woman had my head gone.
“I said bounce Ma,” I repeated slapping her ass once again. She did so with me holding onto her hips. “Mhmm, this gushy muthafucka knows who it belongs to.”
My baby was rocking the hell out of the cart. I could feel the damn thang swaying back and forth. “Baby, you gon’ cum with me?” she questioned barely able to speak.
“You know that boo.”
“And in me?”
Smiling, I nodded saying, “Yeah Ma. Yo’ nigga gon’ nut all in this pretty pussy.
You gon’ have my son too, right?” All she gave me was moans while I drilled her shit.
That wasn’t what I wanted to hear. “Answer me Ma before I stop fuckin’ yo’ sexy ass,” I demanded.
The soft creak of the wheels turning could be heard in the background.
Judging by my quick glance, we were descending.
“Yeah, big mama gon’ give you a son so keep fuckin’ me. I like the way you do that.”
Shit, I like the way you take dick.
I was slamming baby down on the pole at this point. Juices were squirting onto my lap creating a puddle as she cried out. I felt her cervix and patted myself on the back. Wet pussy from my woman always been a nigga’s motivation.
Her walls tightened around my flesh with each thrust I administered. My kids were ready to call this warm and wet box home.
“You with me?” I asked still handling that pussy like it was going out of style.
“I’m… oh my God. I’m finna cummmmm!” she screamed.
“Yeah, you with me.”
She was breathing hard.
“You see these pretty ass lights up here, Ma?”
“Mhmm. I see it,” she lied. Those brown eyes of hers were shut tight not catching a thing going on around us.
“You enjoying this ride?” I questioned gripping her waist tighter.
“Yessssss,” she moaned loud as hell. Good thing we were enclosed.
I know. Yo’ pussy smiles every time I stroke it.
Sol had my dick in a chokehold, and I fa damn sho’ had her in one. With a handful of hair, I brought her back into my chest and let my semen coat her walls. Her moans were in sync with mine as we shared a climax.
Before I could even enjoy it, we were at the bottom, and the door to our car was opening. Mind you, my dick was still throbbing in my woman pussy.
“Sir, it’s been fifteen minutes,” he said with his head down.
“I suggest you play like Ray and turn the fuck around. I’m in my ole lady right now and yo’ disrespectful ass interrupting that.”
Sol released a small laugh as she stood detaching herself from me. I watched my nut run down her thigh, and I followed suit with a laugh of my own. She really had me out her letting loose in that muthafucka asking for a kid.
We proceeded to get ourselves together the best way we knew how. My shorts was drenched in pussy juice while my fluids were racing down her legs. It was time to go and hit another round at home.
“Anything else you trying to do?” I asked stepping off the ride.
“Take me home D. This is not lady like letting these folk see me like this,” she fussed.
“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, grabbing her by the hand. “But it was yo’ adrenaline-junky ass that wanted to take this dick on a ride, while on a ride.”
She punched me in the arm causing me to throw up my hands in surrender. She kicked it with me all day and gave no complaints. There was a reason why I chose her to be the one the family knew and the one I let into my space. Sol genuinely gave me peace of mind in a world full of chaos.