13. Dominique ‘Dolo’ Shaw #4
“Just you baby. I just want you. Dolo….. I’m bout to cummmmm…
. Fuckkkk,” she screeched, trying to remove her arms from around my neck, thinking that she could run from the thrill, but I had her ass locked in, walking with her over to the wall, pinning her up against it, and I quickly drilled in and out of that pussy.
Her moans, and her cries were loud, looking me in my eyes, as if she was questioning herself why I was fuckin her like this.
“Damn. I hate that you make me act like that during sex,” she announced to me, once she calmed down from the orgasmic high that I had her on.
I laughed at that, keeping her in my arms, with the dick still inside her.
“Act like what? A girl? You wanna be so fuckin tough, but I strip you from all that tough shit when we fuckin. You good? I want it from the back now,” I asked her, and she nodded, letting me know that she was good.
I lowered Riot down to her feet, and she stumbled a little bit, but I was able to catch her from falling.
She stood in front of me, and I turned her around, so that she could give me her back.
I was still giving her a few seconds to get it together, and while we waited on that, I placed kisses on the back of her neck, her collar bone, and even some on her back.
I eventually tapped her on her hip, letting her know that I needed her to bend over, and she did just that.
I turned Riot into a pro when it came to fuckin from the back because she was able to bend over, spread her legs a little bit, grab at her ankles, while waiting for me to come, and put that dick in her.
Riot was small, but I swear her body was perfect.
I reminded her of that every chance that I got.
I got as close on her as I could, spread my legs so that I was leveled with her, and I put a death grip on her waist because I didn’t want her to inch away from this dick once she felt it inside of her.
My dick was able to slide inside of her without either one of us having to reach down and put it in her.
We simultaneously let out moans together, each caught off guard by the feel of this shit.
“I’ll destroy a whole fuckin nation over this pussy, baby. You know that? Cause all kind of wars over this shit. Bae, I’m willing to die over it,” this pussy had me in my feelings.
The only thing that was left for me to do was to start fuckin crying. I was deep in it, feeling the hairs on my body stand up each time that I pulled out, and went back in.
Riot did that thing where she turned her head around and looked at me. I was a sucker whenever I was fuckin her, and I got the chance to look her in those pretty green eyes. That shit was my weakness. I started saying some of the wildest shit whenever I looked her in her eyes during sex.
“Nobody pussy ever felt like mine, Dominique?” she talked back to me, and I loved that shit.
When we first started fuckin, Riot was too shy to say anything back to me, but now, she’ll talk her shit to me just like I would.
“Nobody baby. I swear to God. Look how I’m in this shit without the rubber. This heaven, baby,” I had to let her know, taking one hand off her waist for a second, only so I could bring it down, and slap her on her ass. Her body shuttered when I did that shit, but she never stopped fuckin back.
“What you going to do when you nut?” she asked me, eyes still on me, and I swear from that question alone, she almost made me release.
“I’ll do whatever the fuck you want me to do baby. Can I dump it in you?” I had lost my fuckin mind by this point.
“Yesssss,” she moaned, gripping my dick even tighter, and I could feel the pussy getting wetter. I knew she was getting ready to get hers off.
“Say it though. I want to hear how you say it,” I demanded, feet curling up, about to bust mine too.
“Hmmmmm…. Dolo, nut in meeeee,” she moaned that shit so beautiful to me, making my legs buckle.
I threw my head back, let out growls like I was an animal or some shit, and for the first time in my life, here I stood, nutting in some pussy, and that shit felt so fuckin good.
Riot was going through the aftermath of busting a fat nut because she stood in front of me still shaking, still feeling my dick throb in her because she was softly moaning.
I eventually pulled out of her, dick still somewhat hard, and I watched as my semen was slowly trickling down her thighs.
“Look at that shit baby. You the toaster strudel,” I made a social media joke to her.
I swear I don’t be on the internet like that, but I saw that people was making shit like that a thing, so I wanted to join in, and say my own. I knew that Riot wasn’t going to know what the fuck I was talking about though.
“What? What does that even mean?” she asked, turning around, and looking at me like I was crazy.
I chuckled because I knew that she wouldn’t understand the reference behind the joke.
“Nothing. Damn baby that shit felt good. You got room for one more?” I asked her, pulling her to me.
“I actually don’t. Not if you want to make it to dinner,” she voiced.
“Just a quick one, and that’s it,” I pried, desperate over the shit that she had in between her legs.
She got with the program and gave me what I needed right here. We were both able to bust another fat one together.
When we finished, that’s when I grabbed her washcloth and soap, so that I could wash her body down. When I finished with her, she came around and did the same thing to me. I felt like a king, standing back, allowing my beautiful queen to wash me off.
I could get used to this shit right here.
I used to feel like niggas were crazy for wanting to settle down with just one woman.
I’m not going to lie, when I decided to do this relationship thing with Riot, I had fears that I wasn’t going to be able to get it right.
I’ve lived a life where I’ve messed with a lot of women, so I thought that I would stray and jump back into old habits.
It was easy for me not to fuck around on Riot because I actually gave a fuck about her, and I didn’t want to hurt her. I never would have thought that at 25 years old, I would have given in my players card.