Bad Boy (DeVante Swing)

Kryptonite

Donald Earle DeGrate
March 15, 1995

"MMM FUCK! DON'T TAP OUT ON ME BABY, WE'RE ALMOST THERE!" Arrington yelled as my strokes started getting sloppy. I'm exhausted we've been in the hotel for five days straight just fucking. After day 3 I was down for the count.

We finally came together and I plopped down on top of her. I laid my face in her neck trying to steady my breathing. "Baby I can't take no more. We've been in Costa Rica for five days just having sex. I'm all out of sperm."

She chuckled. "We have to be consistent if we want another baby. Plus, I haven't been this close to you in a month. I need all of you."

She ran her nails down my back and I was instantly turned back on. She knows what she's doing. A couple months ago she stopped birth control and her doctor said the third month she ovulates we can try to make a baby. Boy did she take that and run with it. We've done every position in every part of the beach house. She's wearing me out, my dick is numb.

"Ari don't start. I got a numb dick and I had a weird explosion of an orgasm a few hours ago. I need a intermission."

She pouted. "I'll do all the work. You can just lay there. One more round please baby?" She started sucking on my earlobe. "One more daddy? I'll beg if you want me to." She said grinding under me.

"Shit, fine get on top." I flipped us over and she got to riding. I was trying so hard to conceal my moans. That's why I hate when she rides I be sounding like a bitch. "Fuuuuck Ari. Oh shit, fuck it's so tight... Mmmm SHIII- Goddamn. Oh fuck yeah baby, just like that. Oh fuck yes, ride that shit baby. Damn, so fucking wet. Fuck I love your ass."

"You like it baby?" She asked leaning down to kiss my lips. She started grinding on it and I couldn't speak. My words got stuck in my throat I could only moan. "Mm.. You're so hard baby. Ugh shit. You like it, huh?"

"YES! FUCK YES I LOVE IT. SHIT. I LOVE IT ARRINGTON! Fuuuuck! Shit, I'm bout to nut. Oh shit!"

I got this tight feeling in my stomach and felt myself twitch three times before releasing in her. I didn't stop though, it just kept coming out like when someone hits a fire hydrant. I held her body tight as I pumped into her fast making sure she gets all this cum. She gotta get pregnant off of this one. This was the money maker. After two minutes of an endless ejaculation, I finally stopped. I stayed inside for a few more minutes before pulling out.

She leaned on the bed looking at me with a smirk. "You good daddy?"

"Nigga fuck you." I said out of breath.

"You already did baby. 30 times in five days that's a record."

"My damn insides is burning. I feel like I was working out." I said holding my stomach.

"Oh shut up. Just be glad I'm hungry. You're getting more tonight."

I let out a whine. It's not that the sex is bad, shit is amazing since getting married. It's like her pussy went up a game level. Shit got me moaning and shaking. It's just Ari wants it ALL the time. Like I'm good after two or three, no six times a day, everyday. I'm exhausted. I'm pretty sure I lost 10 lbs. She says she wants to bump it up to 7 times a day. I'm never going to get work done.

"Baby you don't think you're a little nymphomaniac?"

She looked at me and started laughing. "No, I'm not obsessed with sex itself. I'm obsessed with that dick and that tongue. You may have put me through a lot of shit, but that dick is promising and that tongue is faithful."

I scrunched up my face. She basically called me a damn sex toy. I got up to take a shower so we can explore. I've been doing okay without the pills, I have moments when I want to strike and be possessive over Arrington but I don't want to lose her. I promised her I'd do better without it so I can't go back to the old guy.