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
“Don’t do that,” I told her. I didn’t want to throw her completely off of me, but she was asking for it. I wasn’t going to go raw and come inside of her. That was insane. I had always been protected, except for a few slipups.
But then I was hit by the first strong nut from Tan’s lips and tongue. Both girls managed to lower TaShay’s body on me. She straddled me high and Tan straddled me low. My dick extended inside of TaShay’s young, hot body and exploded.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…” she moaned.
Tan hugged and fondled her titties, kissing and caressing her from behind.
I jerked into her beautiful brown body like a train wreck and twisted my face into a million knots.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” TaShay cried into my face. “I needed that so bad.”
What the hell was she talking about? Why would a nineteen-year-old, perfectly healthy girl, with a bright future ahead of her need something like that? I thought sexual healing was only for guys? What in the world was she healing from?
“Shit, I want some of that next,” Tan expressed. “I did all of the work, and you got all the glory. But was it good, girl?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” TaShay answered her. She fell across my chest after we had completed our crash landing.
I didn’t know what to think, let alone what to say to them.
They got me, I started to panic. They just got me.
I felt like I was at their mercy, a damned fool. Then Tan leaned over and sealed me with a kiss.
“Did you like that?” she asked me.
I tried to move to get up, but the weight of both of them pinned me down. I’m stronger than this, I told myself. But maybe I didn’t really want to move. The recklessness of their youth had overtaken me.
“I want mine next,” Tan repeated. “And I’m greedy. So I hope you got a lot more of that.”
It was too late to feel guilty. So I cupped Tan’s head of long, thick hair into my arm and French-kissed her in the mouth.
“Now you want to be with me, huh?” I asked her.
She chuckled. “I always did. We both did. I just play a good game of hard-to-get. I wanted to see how bad you wanted it from me.”
TaShay laughed into my chest and said, “Don’t worry, Terrance. We won’t tell anyone. Just do it to us again.”
Tan smiled and said, “Yeah, fuck us until the sun rises.”
Anything Goes
IBARELY GOT A CHANCE to recuperate before they were both working me again. Tan kissed my lips while TaShay sucked, licked, and kissed my chest. I felt guilty and I liked it at the same time. How could a man turn down two gorgeous young women in the heat of passion? It was an impossible predicament to be involved in.
“Somebody get a warm rag and wipe me down at least,” I told them. I felt extra slimy.