Contents ( 31)
- Also by Omar Tyree
- Contents
- Under Pressure
- Still Strokin’
- Nightmares
- Celibacy
- Cock Blocking
- Sex Crazy
- Anything Can Happen
- Damn!
- A Lot to Think About
- Say What?
- Hypocrisy
- There Is Always Another One
- A Crowded Room of Women
- No Peace, No Pleasure
- Guilt-Ridden
- Turned Out
- New Tricks and Treats
- In the Closet
- The Mansion
- They Got Me
- Anything Goes
- Sexaholic
- Plenty of Options
- Back to Chaos
- Party Over
- A New Beginning
- Figure It All Out
- Epilogue
- About the Author
I asked her, “What did I tell you about calling me that Terry shit? Didn’t I tell you not to call me that?”
She pulled my dick through my pants zipper and tugged it in place under her dress.
“What are you gonna do about it?”
I gripped her by the back of her neck like a caveman. Her wild, curly hair fell into my face from her position above me.
I pushed into her from below, and pulled her down from above.
“I, told, you, ’bout, that, shit, didn’t I?” I pumped into her locking body. She wrapped her long legs around my lower back like a yoga master.
“Yeah,” she whimpered as I thrust into her.
I loved how I slipped into Danni’s presto pussy. Her shit felt as slippery as the silk of her dress, and since she stayed on birth control, I never worried about condoms. She liked it raw anyway. The girl was wild and reckless when she fucked. And I was wild and reckless right with her.
“Why, you, so, fuckin’, hardheaded?” I asked as I banged her into the elevator wall.
“I, don’t, know,” she humped into my ear. She rode my upward thrusts and held on tight.
“Yes, you do. You know why. You, want, this, shit, like, this. Don’t you?”
“Yeeahhh,” she moaned, and sucked into my eardrum.
“I know, I know, I know,” I pumped into her wriggling torso. I was nailing her wild head of curls into the wall and everything.
“I didn’t mean it,” she whined and squirmed. She snaked her hot, wet body in mini circles on my dick. Then she bit my fucking ear, and I tore a fire to her crazy ass.
“What, the, fuck, are, you doing? Didn’t, I, tell, you, not, to do that? Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I? I gotta shoot tomorrow!”
My dick felt like it was pushing up into her stomach. Danni lost control of her body as shit started popping and cracking and twisting in her bones. She didn’t have that much meat on her body to protect her from my constricting grip and violent pumps to begin with. And when I came, the cum shot out of me so strong that I didn’t care if she died from a seizure.
Danni tilted her head to the roof of the elevator and howled like a werewolf.
“UUUUUUUU!”
She wanted it fucking rough. Then she started panting like she was insane.
“Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhhnn.”
Sweat was dripping out of her hair and into my face. And she was changing colors. I guess she came as strong as I did. She dripped all over the front of my pants and made a mess, that’s for sure.
After all of that, she gripped my wet head inside of her arms and started crying.
“You gon’ make me miss you, Terrance. You gon’ make me miss you.”
All I could think about was my right ear at that point. The shit felt like I had been stung by a wasp.