Chapter 15 #4
I left Tank in the bathroom, already having everything for him at the sink that he was going to need to wash his face, and brush his teeth as well.
While he handled his business in the bathroom, I went out to the bedroom, dropping the towel, so that I could use the oil, and the lotion that I had sitting on the dresser, and I applied both smells to my body.
I didn’t even bother putting clothes on because I knew that he was only going to take them off when he made it into the bedroom.
I chose to take a seat at the foot of the bed, crossing my legs, waiting for him to join me.
He came out probably five minutes later, and when he did, those damn glasses were on, and he was recording.
The towel was no longer on his waist, so again, that dick was leading the way.
The smile that he was wearing as he walked over to me proved that big daddy was going to take me through there tonight.
He planted himself right in front of me, and because I loved that dick so much, I couldn’t help but to lean my head down just for second, and I kissed the head of it.
His dick jumped when I did that. I felt like he had tricks up his sleeves, so I planted the palms of my hands behind me on the bed, leaning my body back just a tad bit, and I looked up at him.
I was on whatever my man was on tonight.
“I’m recording. Tell the people your name,” he said, saying it as if he was auditioning me. I was so goofy when it came to him, so I laughed, while looking into the lenses.
“Hi. My name is Dionne,” I played along with him.
“Tell them what your name is getting ready to be,” he replied.
“Dionne Briggs,”. That was my first time saying that, and I loved the little ring that it had to it.
“We got engaged today. Show the people your ring,” he went on, and I picked my left hand up, flashing the heavy ring right in front of his lenses.
You could tell that Tank was so proud of that ring because every time he saw it, he couldn’t help himself but to smile big.
“Alright. Now that we got the introductions out of the way, let’s get right into it. What’s your top three favorite things you like to do when we fuck?” he asked me. We did so much shit, and he did so much nasty shit to me, that I really had to sit here, and think about it.
“I like getting my pussy ate. I cum so hard from head. I like giving you head too. I feel like I have some kind of superpowers when I’m able to make you nut from head.
Lastly, I just like cumming. It doesn’t matter how I’m doing it.
Whether it’s from head, penetration, or from getting my nipples sucked.
I just like when you make me release. Tank, enough with the questions. I want to get fucked now,” I whined.
I played the game with him for literally one minute, and now I was ready to feel him. I tried to reach for his dick, but he knocked my hand out of the way.
“Hold on. We going to get there. What’s three things you hate when we fuck?” he asked.
“Nothing. I like everything,” I quickly said, just wanting to feel that dick.
“Nah. I know you got some shit that you hate. I can expose you if you want me to,” he said, probably knowing the things that I hated off the top of my head without me even having to say it.
“I don’t like when you call me out for running. Make me feel like you’re comparing me to them other hoes. I feel like you’re telling me that them other bitches weren’t running, and I am,” I shot, and when I said it, he laughed like I was crazy as fuck for saying that.
“Ya’ll when I put this dick in her, and ya’ll see what my stroke game looks like, it’ll make sense why she says some of the crazy shit that she does. I fuck away brain cells,” he spoke, really carrying on, talking during this recording like we were shooting a porno.
“Go ahead, baby. Get me right. You dying to get to that dick,” he finally said, and like he was going to change his mind, I quickly scooted up, put my hands in my lap, lifted that dick up with my tongue, and I gave him just straight mouth, tongue, and spit action.
I knew that camera was on me, so I was putting on one hell of a show. The way I was doing that dick, you would really think that we were going to put this video out for the public, and I was worried about the critiquing that I would get, so I was giving this head my all.
Tank kept his head down, so that the glasses could record what I was doing.
Both his hands went for my hair, rolling it up, holding it in his fist, as he pumped that dick down my throat, and when it touched the back, I started gagging, trying to take it out for a second, so that I could breathe, but of course, he wouldn’t let me.
My ass had gotten ahead of myself, knowing that he wasn’t working with the average sized dick, and knowing that I needed to take my time with it.
“You trying to show out for the camera. You know that’s too much dick. Take your time on that shit. We got all night. I plan on fuckin you all night. What we rushing for?” he asked, with his hands now on the side of my face because he was keeping me there.
When I say that I couldn’t breathe, I wasn’t being dramatic.
I really couldn’t, but I was still going at it.
He let the sides of my face go probably ten seconds later, and when I came up, I caught my breath, and I was right back at it, all kind of spit on his dick.
Five minutes straight of quality dick sucking, and I made him nut right there, getting as much as I could in my mouth, so that I could swallow it, and that’s when I pulled away, leaning back, smiling at my handywork.
“She may cause problems, and stress a nigga the fuck out, but that head is lethal,” he released, once he caught his breath, and was able to speak.
I knew what I wanted after that, so I turned around, got down on my hands, and knees, and I pulled one of the pillows from the head of the bed, so that I was able to rest my head on it, while I turned around to look at him.
“Shit,” he let out in appreciation, coming closer to the bed, just so that he could stare at my pussy from the back.
He admired it for a few seconds, and then he got down on his knees, so that he was leveled, and the pussy was right in his face, and from there, he proceeded to eating me so beautifully.
His full lips wrapped around my clit, softly sucking on it.
I moved my body back and forth against his tongue, just wanting to get in on the thrill.
All it took was about two minutes more of that, and there I was, cumming again.
Like I knew he would, he didn’t let up on my pussy.
He continued licking, and I was right there, riding the wave, body eventually bucking, and I erupted on his tongue for the second time, letting him know that I was cumming again.
I pushed away at his head, and he allowed me to tap out.
I flipped myself over on my back, and he pulled me by my ankle, as he stood up from the bed, wanting me down at the edge.
My pussy juices were all in his beard, the corners of his mouth, along with his lips.
Always liking to get a taste of it, I sat up a little bit, sitting myself up on my elbows, and we made out so sensually.
I was so deep into the kiss, that this man took me off guard when he slipped it in.
It slipped in so fast, and deep, that I jerked from the pressure of it, and I looked at him with wide eyes.
He had the nerve to tell me that I was showing off, when it was indeed him showing off because I don’t think that dick has ever been that deep inside of me before. Tank fuckin me with glasses on was a sight to see, for sure.
“Why…. Why you fuckin me like thisssssss?” I moaned, eyes rolling, not able to keep a steady gaze on him.
He brought my legs up, bending them, holding me by the front of my legs, and proceeded to just full out dump dick in me.
“Fuckin you like what?” he asked, and then his nasty ass spit on my pussy, even though I was already wet, and he got to digging. I mean, digging like he was looking for something.
“Baby….” I couldn’t even say anything else.
“Baby, what? Tell me. I’m finding that spot?” he asked.
“Yesssssss….” I cried out.
“Tell me that then, bae. You know I like to hear it,” he pumped even harder, and my moan got caught up in my throat, so I never got to tell him that I was cumming.
I came so hard, and he held my legs together, and started beating the pussy up some more, where I came even harder the second time.
I got the kind of dick from Tank where my dignity had gone out of the window. The moaning, the screaming, the crying, the goofy shit that I was telling him because I just loved him so much, and I couldn’t control what was coming out of my mouth, was all evidence of how good that dick was.
When he was through with me, the sun was rising. I somehow managed to make it to the head of the bed, and because I had no energy, he had to wrap the comforter around me.
“That was everything, baby. Ima upload our video, so that we can make a little bit of money off it,” he said.
I knew his ass was lying. Even if he wasn’t, I was in no position to argue with him. My body completely shut down on me. My head hit the pillow, and it was lights out for me. It was morning time, and truthfully, I might not wake up until sometime tonight.