ABOUT TWO WEEKS LATER
• M A L I K •
Breathy pants fell from my lips as I stared Tre in his eyes, my hands planted on his stomach, my knees bent, brushing up against the bed, and my feet impressed into the mattress every time I moved my hips up and down on his big ass dick.
"You got it, baby," he licked and bit his lip, rubbing his hands along my bare back and ass. "You doin' so good,"
I love riding now.
More so, I love the look he gives me, or how he tells me I'm doing good, or making him feel good.
I love it when he talks sweet to me the most.
I used my feet to propel myself up. My hole squeezes his dick in a death grip, sending pleasure throughout my body. "Ah—sss, Tre," my eyes closed as I rolled my hips, my insides shaping to the curve of his dick.
He stared up at me with hungry eyes, watching me in amusement. He then gripped my ass with one hand as the other started tugging at my sensitive ass dick. "Fuck, daddy," I moaned out loud
Luckily the kid is at school.
"Ahhh-hhh," a dragged-out moan escaped my lips from the dual pleasure happening from in and out of me.
"You feelin' good, Daddy?" he asked me, his warm hand circling my length.
"Yea," I breathed; my moans now syncing with the pace of my movements. "Ah, ah, fuck, daddy I love you,"
"Fuck, Malik," he groaned when my ass started coming into contact with his hips. Clapping and wet noises fill our ears. "I-I—love—fuck, Malik," I watch as his eyes roll back as I sped up my pace. "You doin' so fuckin' good, baby," he breathed grabbing a hold of my hips. "I love you too," he groaned, biting his lip.
I moaned, feeling even more confidence and pleasure surging through me after witnessing Tre barely able to get words out. That shit turning me the fuck on. "Malik, why you grippin' on me like et," he heavily breathed as I unknowingly clenched even harder around him at the feeling of his tip hitting the right area. "Fuck, daddy," he let go of my dick to spread my ass open. I felt the cool breeze which made me shudder and the sloshing sounds coming from my hole and his wet dick getting louder.
"Ah," I moaned, slowing down, my hands still firmly planted on his stomach, still in the squatting position rocking my hips, feeling my nut approaching. "Oh fuck," I breathed grabbing my dick, starting to stroke it. "You feel good, daddy?"
"Yes, baby, keep goin'. I'm about ta cum,"
I started speeding up my pace, bouncing up and down on his dick. My feet and legs were burning, but I didn't care.
I bit my lip, my legs almost giving out, as I tried to use my hands on his stomach to keep myself up.
His strong ass gave me a boost by putting his hands on the bottom of my ass, of course grabbing it hard, pushing me up as I pushed myself upward, making it easier for me to keep bouncing on my favorite dick.
"Fuck, nigga, I love you n yo dick," I blurted in a low voice I thought he couldn't hear, my head dropping from the stimulation.
