COFFEE
If Chase wanted a show, I was going to give him one.
Although I was having a good time, these nipple clamps were killing me, but for him, I was enduring the pain.
When he sat on the couch, I turned my back to him and eased down onto his dick nice and slow.
The way he let out a sharp breath, I knew it wouldn’t be long before he would come.
The way I was positioned, I could feel him deep inside me. I leaned back and pressed my body against his chest as I went to work.
Circle, back, then forth.
“Don’t cum until I tell you,” he grunted in my ear.
Circle, back, then forth.
Suddenly, the stinging sensation in my nipples made me cry out in a moan. Chase started tugging at them with one hand and rubbing my clit with the other. “Look into the camera, Nemo,” he gritted.
I couldn’t even speak. With the pain from the clamps and the pleasure of having my pussy rubbed, I didn’t know what to do.
Circle, back, then forth.
“Oo, shit!” I shouted.
He sank his teeth into my shoulders, then he whispered in my ear, “That’s right, oo shit.”
The way Chase and I were moving on the couch, you would've thought we were stirring macaroni and cheese. He bit into my skin so hard I could feel his teeth marks embedded in my back. My body lurched forward as I pressed against his thighs and bounced on his dick like a porn star.
“Nemo, breathe and hold on.”
Suddenly, he pulled himself up from the couch, with one arm around my waist and the other tugging at the strap around my neck. Chase pushed my body forward and then slammed me back down onto his dick. “Breathe, baby!” he grunted.
He pushed me back up again, easing a bit of pressure from my neck, just enough for me to take in a quick breath before he tightened his hold and brought me back down.
The shit was happening so fast, I didn’t know whether to breathe or cum.
Swing forward, circle down.
“Breathe!” he shouted.
Swing forward, circle down.
I sipped air.
“Breathe, Nemo!”
Swing forward, circle down.
My mouth fell open.
“That’s right. Good fucking Nemo, breathe!”
Swing forward, circle down.
I belted a moan. “Ah!”
“Mm hmm. That’s right, you got some good pussy. So gushy a nigga can’t get enough. Breathe!”
Swing forward, circle down.
This man was truly a pussy Menace. “Woo shit!” I shouted before sucking in air.
“Yeah. This married pussy hit different. Say it’s Menace’s pussy. Chocolate on the outside and pretty pink inside. Breathe!”
Swing forward, circle down.
Whatever type of magic or energy he was inserting in me, I was about to cum. “Menace, I’m cummin’,” I moaned.
“Nah, baby, not yet,” he grumbled.
He once more grabbed my waist and tilted my body toward the floor. Chase was fucking me so crazy, I was begging to cum. “Menace, oo shit baby I—”
“Look in the camera, Nemo. Tell that muhfucka how much you love this Menace dick. This insane dick. This dick that would kill for you. I’ll blow a nigga’s head off for this pussy. You hear me?”
Chase was long gone, and the man who was fucking me was something else.
He was a demon, and as sadistic as it sounds, my pussy creamed from his words.
The definition of pound town had nothing on this moment.
He lifted me as my legs tried to lock around his waist. He leaned his head forward as my head turned to face him.
He stuck his tongue into my mouth and sucked on it nastily.
He held me tightly with his arm around my waist, released the strap, and circled my clit again.
My head fell back because I was about to tap out.
He removed his fingers, then stuck them into his mouth, growling while sucking on them.
“All you got to do is look in that camera, mama.”
My panting grew heavy, my head tilted toward the camera, and I gave my husband exactly what he wanted. A grin spread across my face. “Menace, may I cum.”
He sucked on my earlobe. “Yes, yes, baby, you can.”
The way he gave his last few rolls made my stomach sink. I licked my lips before my mouth opened one last time and moaned something wild. “Fuck!” I moaned.
He grinned and pumped a few more times before exploding. He put me down, and my legs felt like noodles while my pussy ached, but in a good way. Chase walked over and cut the camera off. “I will be right back,” he said.
I was so out of it that I didn’t know whether to stay standing or sit down.
It took him a few minutes, but he came back with a towel in one hand and a blanket draped over his arm.
He laid the blanket on the floor near the tree.
He stood there waving for me to come over.
I smiled as I watched his naked silhouette reflect off the wall.
I made my way toward him. He gently removed the nipple clamps before kissing my nipples. “Are you okay?” he asked.
I yawned before lying down on the blanket near the tree. He knelt and cleaned me up before kissing me. “Let me grab you a pillow,” he said as he stood and disappeared into the back.
Although he fucked me like a menace, Chase was still the perfect gentleman, and that’s what made me fall in love with him from day one.