Good Girl

The need to let go

"OH MY GOD DWANYE...OH MY G-" Fran yelled from the very top of her lungs as Dwayne hit her spot over and over and over. She had tears running down the sides of her face and into her traditional sew-in.

"Daddy please pull it out?" She asked politely before disrespectfully squirting all over him and her self. She felt like she was going to hurt her self from cumming so hard. Her vision was impaired, she was pulling her hair, and sobbing.

While Dwayne tapped and rubbed the rest out with his dick. She just kept convulsing without solace from Dwayne. He acted like he didn't care when she finally gained her vision back he just lightly rubbed her clit with his thumb.

"You alright?" He asked rubbing her sensitive clit. She was so exhausted she couldn't even bring her self to close her legs. Before she even had time to prepare she could feel her self creaming again. Her chest rose and fell several time as she closed her eyes while this man gave her what she asked for and wanted.

"Im fine, but Dwayne we gotta stop before my mama get here." She stated despite feeling so high from the sex. When she was done he slapped her pussy causing her whole body to jerk in response.

His dick was still on hard she knew he wanted another round. He bent down to tongue kiss her and gently put his dick back inside of her .

"Tight ass pussy." He commented placing her legs on his shoulders and rolling his hips into her. Francesca couldn't think she couldn't comprehend, that he was giving it to her like this.

Francesca felt like she was in love every time he fucked her like this. He would do it over and over if she allowed him. He knew how to hit her crazy button and he did constantly. He had her arguing with him and fighting him just because. His sex was just that good.

He pinned her things to the bed and rapidly jerked out of her pussy just to hammer back into her with all the force he possessed. Her mouth was ajar and she needed something to hold on to.

"Shit...fuck man...you ain't going no fucking where." Dwayne growled possessively with sloppy strokes and low eyelid. Francesca felt her climax rising again. She didn't have it in her to fight Dwayne.

She came again without a single restraint. Dwayne pulled out and exploded all over her lower stomach. He wanted to continue rubbing her pussy but he knew he had to get going.

Francesca mustered up all the power she could to sit up. She felt so sticky and wet she loved the sex but hated the aftermath. She pulled three Kleenex from her dresser and wiped off her stomach.

She watched the man who just fucked the living daylight out of her pull up his boxers, put on his pants and tighten his belt. She felt her self getting triggered again. She'd go on a 5 minute rant just to end up with a wet bed and a sore body the next time he wants it.

"Dwayne we gotta stop this...it's not healthy." Fran stated barely above a whisper. She felt so guilty after she was done fucking her brother's closest friend. He was only suppose to take her virginity and this is where it got them.

"You don't want to be with me no more?" He asked. Putting on his white muscle shirt. Fran looked at him with saddened eyes. She wanted to shake him he just wouldn't go away. Yes, she was guilty of also participating but he didn't make it easy to get away from him. It was always his way or no way.

"Dwayne I'm sick of you. Im so done with you truly. Get out." Fran stated with tears in her eyes. She hated him and everything about him. He picked her naked body up from the bed man handling her. She wrapped her legs around his waist.

"I love you, you know that. I need you Franny. I'm going to be a better man for you." Dwayne stated pushing Fran's back against the wall. He reached between the both of them and began to stroke her with his middle and ring finger.

He had her delusional feeding her all types of lies. Just to leave her a wet creamy mess every time. He'd leave her for weeks and only see her when he was stopping by to chill with her brother. He acted like she was a nobody to him.

"I hate you Dwayne." She whimpered cumming again. She was so turned on by him that he could blow on her and she'd fall apart she always has been.

"You gotta leave Dwayne. Please go." She whispered. She held her hand up to his face and kissed his lips. He placed her back on the bed and pulled on his black button up. He watched her every movement he could tell he was hurting her.

He loved her with his whole heart. He was caught between a rock and hard place. He was fucking the shit out of his best friends sister every chance he got. He wanted to make her happy make her feel good. He realized that he was causing more harm than good.

He had to be a asshole to protect his friendship with her brother. There situation would never go further than what it already is. He reached into his pant pocket and handed her 8 blue one hundred dollar bills. He place them on her night stand.

He grabbed her chin, lifted her head and kissed her lips softly. He wanted to let go and let her be he just couldn't. He did have the discipline to leave her alone. He was a dog and he wore the title proudly.

"You not gone be seeing me anytime soon. I've got some important business to take care of. Make sure to answer your phone when I call." Dwayne stated before exiting her room. She decided not to walk him out since he had a key. And the last time she walked him out they ended up having sex on the floor in front of the door.

Francesca had no idea why she kept allowing this. Maybe because she always had a slight crush on him but now this situation has reached a breaking.