Damens Little Princess

Dont Repeat My Early Mistakes

"Hello?" Trinity answered. "Hello," Damen boasted back firmly. "Who is this?" Trinity asked in confusion. "You know who this! Trinity I don't want you talking to Elona anymore. When she hang with you or talk to you, she get stuck up and disrespectful, and it's coming from you. I'm not about to tolerate this shit anymore. So stop calling her phone and leave her alone! Elona and I have came to damn far for you to mess shit up, unlike you, we have future goals. And you distracting her! So I'm going to tell you one more time, LEAVE ELONA ALONE!" Before Trinity could fire on Damen with a load of words, Damen hung the phone up and slammed it on the passenger seat. Damen could feel that uncontrollable anger sinking into him. Damen had always had anger issues, and his anger issues were tossed on Elona in their younger years during the time she had grown weak and soft on him. When the two were younger, it was Elonas job to be hard on Damen like concrete, if she wasn't, then Damen was bound to act up and do some low shit. She had experienced the failure from him. So in being that, Elona had to stay hard on him until he was mature enough to take control of the relationship, and not use the control for granite. As Damen continued to drive, his mind slowly jumped back to his younger years with Elona. Damen was beyond furious, but as the sweet memories of Elona petite, shapely body leaning over him, calming him down, made his anger simmer down like water in a boiling pot. Elona would speak words to him so sweetly, but so firmly at the same time, and it made him feel better, and of course, it turned him on. The warm hearted memories created a pure smile on his face. As he grew deeper in this specific memory, he passionately bit his lips. He could feel his dick becoming hard. Not rock hard, more of a stone type hard. The memory was taking over his emotional and sexual feelings. It was one day back in Elonas house.

It was around 11' o clock. Damen was placed in the guest room, whereas though Elonas room was right across from his. To make that a bad thing though, her mothers room was right next to hers, so sneaking was a risky, but worth it option, because hey, Damen had that get good! Elona though had to be very coordinated and precise with the sneaking out of her room into Damens. Elona was in her feelings that night, and had to get in that room if it meant getting caught. An incident with Damen happened that day, and Damen was extremely furious to the point of disrespect. Elona had of course spoke her golden words to him, but that even wasn't enough. As the day became night and they went home, Elona couldn't bare the fact Damens emotions had brought him to a depressed state. Elona pulled her hair in pigtails, and dashed her hot pink lip gloss across her rosy colored lips. Elona didn't enjoy when someone pulled Damen into being in an angry state that he refused to leave. Her golden words and genuine comfort did not all ways solve the problem. So instead, even though it was not the right thing, she changed her golden words to something even more gold. The words transformed into a love, lust thing. Her words became naughty and very oh so sweet at the same time. The words she spoke were so filthy and degrading to her. The genuine comfort evolved into a sexual comfort. Grinding, deepthroating, hickeys, extreme rubbing on the private areas if we want to be specific. Elona was a well carried lady to the open world, but a freaky, degradable, loyal, faithful hoe to just Damen. Damen did not fully understand her little method until he was older. Elona pulled her brough and panties off sexually. She was already soaking by just imagining Damen sexy, smooth, dark face while she fucked that juicy, vein,popping willy like a hoe. She loved calling his dick big Willy, it was so damn humongous and black. Elona grabbed her bouncy breasts and played with them as she continued to think about Damens fine black ass. She slowly stopped herself and grabbed her high, hot pink socks out her droor and put them on with nasty passion. She then fluffed her high tight pigtails. Elona quietly opened her door and exited her room as quiet as a fox on a dark night. Elona tuned Damens knob just as quietly as she turned hers. As she cracked opened the door, she saw that Damen was on the phone. " I know man, that nigga really gon' get his ass beat, Elona the only thing that's saving his turtle neck built ass from getting his ass whooped. It wasn't until the door was widely cracked that he saw Elonas innocent face.