When You Know It’s Real(7)

Covering her mouth with mine, I dipped my tongue inside and let our tongues have a battle of their own while I pressed my pelvis against hers, moving deeper inside her. I made sure to pull back after every few inches to give her a minute to adjust. When I couldn't take it anymore, I delivered one long stroke that hit bottom.

Her eyes shut tight, she bit down on my lip, and her nails pierced my skin. I felt her body tremble beneath mine, but only for a minute, before she was ready for me. With every stroke I delivered, she thrust her hips back toward me, matching my movement and gripping me from inside so tight that it was my turn to plead my case.

“Fuck, Pretty, why you rushing? Slow your ass down.”

With a lazy smile, she lifted her head and sucked my bottom lip again. I felt her legs spread a little wider, signaling that she wanted more, so my strokes got deeper and stronger until we were both done for. Grinding her hips against mine while maintaining her internal vice grip, she was working overtime, and I was right there with her.

I could feel my nut moving through me at a fast pace. I looked down at Pretty, who was in her own world. Her eyes were shut tight, with a slight grin on her face as I stroked her insides just like she liked it.

“Cum with me, Pretty. You ready?”

With a slight nod, she thrust her hips against mine, sending me deeper into her goodness, and after a few more strokes that hit her spot just right, we both entered that blissful state. I collapsed on top of her, sliding just off the side of her body so my weight wouldn't crush her. Breathing like I had just run a damn marathon, it took what felt like another five minutes for my man to stop pulsing inside her.

“Siah, get up, you’re heavy.” Nonie's voice brought me back to reality as her hands shoved my shoulder.

“Damn, it's like that, Pretty?” I kissed her forehead as I slowly pulled out of her until I was on my back, with my hands resting on my chest.

“Just like that. And I have to go anyway,” she said with a slight grin.

After she sat up and scooted to the side of the bed, she stayed there, which made me laugh.

“Why you stop? You rushing me and shit, but your ass can't even walk yet.”

“Shut up, asshole, yes I can.” Nonie grabbed a pillow from behind her and hit me with it, but I noticed she still didn't move. When she finally did, it was slow and careful. I was truly blessed, but let her tell it, it was more like a curse.

Once Nonie and I got comfortable sexually, she admitted that she could still feel me inside of her for hours after we had sex. The way she said it wasn't necessarily a good thing, so I learned how to please her in a way that did more good than harm. With most women, I was selfish and it was all about me, so I fucked them for my own pleasure. With Nonie, I needed her to enjoy it just as much as I did. Tearing up her insides wasn't accomplishing a damn thing for either of us.

Needless to say, I mastered the art of pleasing her and she had no complaints. She could still feel me for hours afterwards. That wasn't gon’ change because I couldn't change what God himself had blessed me with, but at least now it was on some good shit and she wasn't cursing my existence.





Kizzie


I stepped out the shower, wrapped a towel around my body, and instantly got heated when I heard Jock on the phone. His voice was low, so I knew he was trying to make sure I didn't hear him, which meant that he was talking to one of his bitches that he claimed he didn't have.

It was funny to me how he didn't have anybody, but was always with somebody. Jock swore he was all about his money and not worried about any females, but yet and still, everywhere I went, I was face to face with some trick claiming his trifling ass. Problem was, I couldn't address it because he wasn't mine, well not in a way that I could check the women in his life.

That, however, was the main reason why I wasn't messing with him on any serious type shit. Jock was a hoe, and I didn't have time for that. So aside from a few sessions a month, I was sticking with my man. Yeah, I wasn't shit for stepping out on Red, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. Red was my baby, but Jock was my passion. If I could combine the two, I’d have the perfect man. Red was loyal and committed. He took care of me and treated me like a queen, but he didn't have that edge to him, that dark side like Jock had. But Jock couldn’t find a clue on how to be faithful if that shit dropped out the sky and fell right in his lap.

His sex game was amazing and he would do anything for me, but I couldn't go there with Jock because he would have me doing a bid for trying to kill his unfaithful ass. For now, I was that hoe. Yep, just call me that cheating on my good man with a guy who was no good for me type of hoe. Oh well, no shame, I was gon’ do me, and that's just how it was.