He brings me into the room and lays me down on the bed slowly and starts kissing me slowly. Ion know bout y'all but slow kissing will always do it fa me. But he starts taking off his clothes and mines as well.
Ngl when I rolled my eyes at him at School that was on accident but it's a habit that I can't stop. As he was looking at me and his dreads was all in he's face and I couldn't help myself. So I sat up and sat him down on the bed and got on his lap.
I put my arms around his neck and licked my lips and kissed him and of course he kissed me back.
"Woah mama..I'm in charge.."
"I know..I'm sorry but I couldn't help myself, you looked to good" I moan out
"Oh fr?"
"Yes Samir..."
He smiled at me and then started to play with my nipples and rub on my stomach. The hand that was playing with my nipples moved to my kitty, and started rubbing on my clit and pushing down on my lower stomach.
"Ahh shiiit, Mir what! fuckkkk!"
"Wassup ma? You want me too stop?" He smiled at me and started slowly down and started to lift his hand off my stomach
"No please keep going.."
He went faster and pressed harder, and I came all over his fingers.
"Damn you ain't hold back fa nothing"
"H..how could I?" I say out of breath
"Well..we ain't done yet ma, ima get you some water real quick"
He gets off the bed and walks out, and I sit up and get comfortable. I start looking around the room and see that it looks different from last time. It was more stuff in here, just noticed that the bed is bigger then before. He repainted the walls, it was hella nice.
He walked back in with a water bottle in hand and sat next to me and handed it to me. Ngl I was looking at his shit and ion what came over me but I touch it.
"Do you ever get tired of walking around with this-"
He grabbed my hand and looked at me.
"Don't touch it like that"
"Well my bad, but answer the question"
"Nah I don't, what youon like it or sum?"
"I-I do..."I looked away from and put my water bottle down
"Mmmk come on.."
"Where we going-"
He gets up and pulls my by my ankles to where I'm laying on the bed. He then slapped his member on my clit a few times, making me squirm a lot, my shit was still sensitive.
"Samir sto- AHH SHIT" I cover my mouth and arch my back
"Damir mama..that's my..fuckk..."
He started moving in and out of me and slowly starting to sped up.
I was moaning like crazy, arching my back like crazy, screaming his name like crazy, shit everything was crazy.
4 positions, later he came and the positions was missionary, he came 3 times and I came 5 times, I know it's crazy ain't it.
Me and Samir was in tub in sitting and relaxing. But I had that same thought on my mind like last time, WHO THE FUCK IS DAMIR?.
"Hey Mir I got a question..."
"Wassup ma?"
"Who is Damir?"
I feel him move around a little bit and it gos silent.
Samir and Damir conversions (in his head)
Damir:"Oouuu she wanna know me!"
Samir:"nigga shut up, but how we gon explain it?"
Damir:"shit ion know.. but you gotta tell her"
Samir:"alright ima let you out so you can talk to her"
Damir:"yea that what I'm talking bout!"
Samir:"don't get to excited nigga" I laughed
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"Samir! Samir Mir Mir Mir!"
I was sitting on his lap for the longest, it's like this nigga fell asleep but then I feel his hands on my ass and he got close to my face.
"My bad ma...but Samir not here rn..."
"Huh? Then who dis?" I smile at him
"Damir, I heard you want to meet me"
"Oh so this is like some real shit?" I look at him
"Yepp but what you wanna know?"
"Well...umm..where you come from? Like are you a personality or sum?"
"Mhm I am"
"Wait Samir got MPD?"
"Yeah and I'm his only personality"
"Oh shit ok, umm were you always there or you came at a certain age?"
"I came a certain age, if I came to him at a young age he would scared shitless, like he would've been in a mental facility"
"Well damn, ok do you have any traits I should know about?"
"Just know I can be dangerous sometimes..."
He's eyes roll back and his head fell back but I put it against my chest hoping nothing bad happened. I feel him moving again.
"Damir...?"
"Samir ma.."
"Ohh well I met your other half...he seems...nice"
He picks his head up and looks at me and tilts his head.
"You liein?"
"Yeah..ion know what it is but his attitude was cocky but don't tell him that.."
"Ma he can hear we have the same body"
"So everything you he do?"
"Sometimes...all that hearing and thinking shit is the same"
"Ohh ok, well sorry not sorry Damir" I smile
He laughs
"What's funny, y'all talking bout me?"
"Yeah he said he gon let it slide since he like you and he said yo smile pretty"
"Aww so he can be sweet, but let's get out my skin starting to get wrinkly"
"Alright come on"
We get out and dry off and put some clothes on. He walks out with no problem but me I was struggling like a hoe.
"Umm Samir..."
"Oh shit" he laughs
He picks me up and brings me to the bed, and puts me down.
"You ready for tomorrow?"
"Yesss I ammmm our last day at that college then we going to turn up city!" I laugh and he laughs with me
"Are you comfortable?"
"Wym Samir?"
"Like are you ok with me..and you know my personality's..."
"Yes I am, I'm not scared or anything like that but that just gives me a chance to get to know you and Damir more..like you said earlier today..we locked in" I look at him
"Yeah we locked in forever"
I smile at him we cuddled and fell asleep together once again.
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