The Pussy Thief

Part 2
"Hey bitch, open this fucking door...Simone!!! Open...This...Fucking...Door...Now" said the man on the outside trying to get in.
"Hold on...st...stop. My man is here." Simone whinned not because of him but because she was feeling herself and me in that.
"That motherfucker can wait just five more minutes I'm not done with this ass yet."
The bangs stopped for a few seconds and she thought he'd left but to our surprised he just went to the back door near the kitchen. If he was tall enough he would've seen me shoving my face between his girl shaky and unstable legs.
Simone climaxed and her screams rung throughout the home, sending chills down my spine and notifying her man she was in danger.
Boom boom boom of a 12 gauge shotgun through the door halted my finishing and before he came into the house I was out of there with a smile on my face and a new pussy in my grade book.
Two weeks passed after that crazy ordeal and yet I found myself in a orgy of all orgies.
Pussy were lined up for the taking, except for one Ms Dime Piece.
Only one person was aloud to touch that fine red bone body and yet I felt its my turn to try my tongue at her but I had to get Pussy Paul out of my way.

"Thugg, where have you been. Why don't you come around more often. I haven't been the same since you left me wanting more." Bianca spoke with that unfamiliar twinkle in her eyes.
"Been busy letting myself go."
"Well whenever you want to stay hit me up anytime."
"Thanks but no thanks, just one time per person. It was good but I want better." I said while my eyes focus on the barely naked Dime.
"Yo, Thugg. I see you in this bitch" Paul stated.
"Not yet, but will be real soon"
"Well, enjoy the buffet. The tables are set...get your fill of your choosing everyone is fair game." Paul said aloud.
"No shit." I questioned.
"No shit. Have at it." Paul said walking outside to his waiting Chrysler.

Dime worked the room making sure everyone was OK while I watch her every step. Just as she headed to the back office I was on her heels entering alongside her.
"Thugg. You startled me. Whatcha want." Dime hesitantly said.
"You." I said honestly.
Before she could reply I was on her like a fiend on coke. She'd pushed and clawed me trying to force me away but like a dog in heat I was on that bitch. Fuck all the bullshit. I'm not a rapist but this one fine bitch is going get what's coming to her.
I was already strapped she was damn near naked minus that one piece of string holding her lingerie together.
The more she fought me the more I craved her. Pushing the bitch backwards, Dime fell bumping her head on the table and giving me all the notion of fucking her delusional brains out. My dick was hard and ready and I would later  fuck her with my mouth but I NEEDED to fuck her right.
I entered her in one sift move, banging her head against the file cabinet. She started seeing stars and passed out and I was letting up any time soon. Awake, sleep or drunk I don't care as long as I get my kicks.