Juju's POV:
Awaken by a strange feeling, I woke up. Some soft feminine yet strong hands were running over my tummy and playing with my little pudge. I couldn't really remember much because I was still groggy. Someone was saying something, but my eyes were closed and I was zoning out til my hearing got better ".... Always been so beautiful.. Look at you.. I know you sleep. But, I wanna let you understand how much I missed you Jurnee. I-" Torri's voice drifted into my ear. Her voice was always so sweet and melodic to me. Even when I did get annoyed or caught an attitude back then. At 15 years old, I was stubborn and rebellious and lonely and confused about life. Shawty made me feel again. Turned me warm instead of cold. The 3 years I lost without her, won't happen again. "You've always been special Jurnee. I can't see why you ever hated yourself...." She continued to talk. 'I hat'd myself cuz all dos times I did wrong and erry body made me feel unworthy and unlov'd Torri...' My mind wanted to yell it to her. But I couldn't really say anything being so groggy. Then all of the sudden, she shifted and got on top of me, kissing my lips. My eyes shot open and my hands automatically found her round beautiful ass cheeks gripping both hard and firm. "Dats da best way ta wake me up mami. Thanks fa dat. And thank you fa all dat you said baby girl." I found my voice again, though it was a little husky and deeper than usual, just means I'm aroused suddenly. My stud mode was active, and I wanted some action. "You welcome. You shouldn't be sleep anyway. Its a damn near 7:45 o clock in the mornin'. You need to be between these legs, suckin' this clit, fingerin' this hole. I know how much you wanna see me naked and screamin' your name. You been waitin' so long for me Daddy. Right?" Torri was whispering in a almost seductive yet pleading voice. "Aw damn ma. You kno callin' me Daddy get me wet. Why you gotta do dis ta me? You done woken da beast. I came prepar'd tho. Lemme put on my strap on. And we gotta hurry or Imma be late fa work." I know I gotta make these drops and check on my homies at my Trap House, located here but... I wanted Torri even more. My boss at my market job can be mad with his no pussy getting old head dusty dirt stained crusty old buck tooth ass chip dip looking ass, but Imma get me some pussy right now!
5 minutes after shit talking about my boss:
"Mm fuck! Jurnee please go faster. Ooh you killin' my pussy." Torri's muffled moans escaped the pillow as I laid a smack on her ass. She was face down ass up. (My personally favorite position. Don't ask me why. You would never be innocent and pure again 😂💦) "Nah, what's my name mami? C'mon say it fa me." My voice was even huskier than before. "D-daddy. Daddy! DADDY! You're name is Daddy! Now stop fuckin' playin' and fuck me harder mother fucker!" Damn, I love when she gets like this... Aggressively sexual. Grabbing her ass cheeks, my body leaned forward while I stood on my tippy toes. My chest was laid against her back and I started to stroke into her with quicker pace and harder friction. Her ass was so fucking bubbly. Yet her body was so masculine. I love her body shape (God a nigga is horny from thinking about her like this.. Lord, help. 😖😰💦💦) "Fuck. Yes... Just like that Daddy... Shit, make me squirt. I wanna squirt all over your strap." Torri's voice was loud yet she started to back that juicy ass up on my strap while I leaned off of her, and turned my gaze down to watch her pretty phat pussy swallow my 10 inch strap. "Damn mami... Yeah, take dis dick... Das right... Ride on it fa me. Shit you so wet and pink and pretty." (Lord please help. I'm over here turning myself on. Torri knows I get this way easily about her. This why I'm going to Hell. I'm a nasty bitch 😂😂) my voice was now low and raspy from the situation. Her moans got harder as she bit the pillow and fisted the sheets, bouncing back on me faster. Our thighs and her ass collided together making a loud clapping sound. Sounded like thunder and a storm all together. I could feel her juices dribbling from my strap to my thighs. But I didn't care. My main focus was getting her to squirt. Curving my hips upward and tightening my grip on her ass, I licked my lips "I'm bout ta nut ma. Squirt on Daddy's strap. C'mon, ease back on it and squirt." My strap was purposely rubbing against her gspot. "Nnnnngghh fuuuuccckkk!!! Shit why you do this to me baby?!" Her back arched inward, and her body tensed up. I thrusted my hips upward, in a hard motion, putting pressure on my clit. "C-cuz you do things ta me... Ahhh fuckkk Torri!" My body jerked and spasmed just as I nutted in the strap and Torri was shaking as she squirted "Ooh shit Jurnee!" Was all I heard before I pulled out and rolled over, laying slumped onna bed.. Just as I'm about to take a 50 minute nap and Torri slumps, my phone rings:
Ringtone:
It's your birthday so I know you want to ride out.
Even if we only go to my house.
Sip more weezy as we sit up on
my couch
Feels good
Girl I know you want to cry out
You say you want passion
I think you found it
Get ready for action
Don't be astounded
We switching positions
You feel surrounded
Just tell me where you want your gift girl
*Ringtone over*
Answering the phone, I lazily put it on speaker "Wussup, Jurnee speakin'. How may a nigga assist you, hoe?" There was a light pause before someone on the other line spoke in an angry hissed tone "You kill'd ma fuckin' sista. Imma kill erry body you love. Til I get ta you. Watcha back fuckin' dyke.... Ahahaha!" Then there was a click that ended the call and I glanced at Torri. "What is he, she, it talkin' bout? Who did you kill Jurnee?" Her face was filled with worry but her voice dripped with confusion and anger. "Only person I may gave kill'd was Diamond. Buh we kill'd dat bitch years ago. I guess I got anotha thing ta get rid of. Damn..." Rolling out of bed, I got up and said fuck a shower, I'll take one when I get to my crib. I can't endanger Torri if this nigga will kill anybody I associate myself with. I couldn't live with myself if she got hurt or died because of me. Hell nah. "Where you goin' babe?" Torri got up and wrapped her legs around me just as I threw on my pants and sports bra. When she does this, it always reminded me of "Lazy Love by Ne-yo" because he said 'When you wrap dem legs around me. And I fall victim to dat lazy love. You got dat I don't wanna (I don't wanna go no where) lazy love.' But I can't stay. I should really go. "Baby, I'm gonna go do some things. Protect you. And ya kids. Don't leave ya house. Lick ya doors and secure ya windows. Make sure da security system is workin'. If you need me, text me or call me." I didn't wanna leave. But I got work and I'm an hour late. And I gotta make these drops and find out bout who dafuq this nigga is that's trynna harm my peeps. "Oh... Okay.." Torri sounded sad so I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her nose, lips, forehead, and cheeks til she giggled and I put her down on the bed. "I promise, I'll return if I can." About to turn around and leave the room til two little feet came padding into the room, making Torri throw on her bed sheets to hide her naked frame "Daddy!!!" Nala yelled and jumped in my arms while Prynce, hugged my leg. "Hey little ones. Look, Daddy's gotta go somewhere. You keep ya Mommy safe. Behave and maybe I'll bring home some chips, candy, soda, and new games. Deal?" I pinched Nala's cheek and ruffled Prynce's hair. "Deal!" They both shouted before Nala and Prynce decided they wanted to go watch TV. I let Nala down and she ran after Prynce. "I love you Torri." I turned my head to her. "I love you too Jurnee. Don't go and get yourself killed Jurnee. I just got you back." Was her response. Turning, I continued my way to the stairs, down them, and pass all the rooms like the kitchen, dinning room, living room, and went out the door.
The air hit my face just when the sun kissed my light complexion. (I got a tan though, so I'm a little darker.) I hoped in my car and it roared to life just as I put the keys in. Doing a small and safe exit out Torri's drive way, I hit the gas and sped down the street on to the road. "I just can't catch a break, can I?!" My hands slammed against the steering wheel. No I can't... As soon as I'm getting happy, something wants to fuck it up. Fucking life.
(Long yet short chapter. I do these by writing them in my notepad first. Ironic that my notepad reaches a maximum but holds a lot of my writings. Doing it by notepad or paper first, is a great way to do it. You can already edit your mistakes easier and it's better. But I'm always inspired by my own creativity, and other books, and my girlfriend. We aren't fiancé right now but that's because I royally fucked up. We're doing great though. Truly, I couldn't ask for a better girl to be in my life as mine. I can't wait to be close to her again. I'm planning something on my birthday, for her. She doesn't know what I got in mind, but she doesn't need to. Lol. I'm out though. Peace ✌~ BigDaddyStud)
PS: I'm horny like real shit. I shouldn't of did this sex chapter. But it had to be done. Sex is attractive to the readers. So how y'all like this second book?
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