MCK marathon 》behind closed doors

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Requested by kickinback_andvibin

Tupac as himself
Khadibankss as Passion

"Pac, give me my damn notebook. I have to study!" I reached forward trying to get it from him.

"Nah, I like seeing you jump. L'il short ass," he held it up higher so I really couldn't reach it.

"Pac. Stop playing!" I whined out. I jumped once more and he finally gave in and gave it to me. "Punk."

"Watch ya mouth."

"Say no more," I crossed my eyes trying to look down at my mouth which got a laugh out of him.

"You a fucking fool," he twisted his hat to the back and plopped down on my couch. "Aye, can I ask you something?"

"You just did."

"Shut up," he threw a throw pillow at me, "Why you ain't got no man?"

"Ain't got no, your grammar is trash as fuck," I threw the pillow back at him. He got up from his side of the couch and came to kneel down in front of me.

"Fuck you," he laughed, "nah but for'real, where ya man at? I mean, since that partner project in class you been hanging wit me all the time."

I looked down at him like he had two heads, "so because I hang with you, I don't have a man? And why you asking me anyway?" I got up off the couch and walked to the kitchen.

"Nah, it ain't even like that Pash. I just wanted to know that's all," he followed behind me as I bent over to get a water bottle out of the back of the fridge.

"Well, no. I don't have a man, but that don't mean that I don't have a social life. I just..don't fuck with niggas like that."

His eyes widened, "Oh shit, you eat pussy?!"

I threw the cap of my water at him, "Fuck no, nigga. Strictly Dickly over here. I meant I just don't have a tolerance for the bullshit that niggas bring, that's all."

He walked towards me and grabbed my waist, "What about me?"

"What about you Pac?" My heart stopped when his hand went to the small of my back.

"I mean, you ain't gave me a chance, yet."

I have to admit, I have developed small feelings for Pac. The only thing stopping me from acting on them, is the fact that he thinks I'm a little kid. I'm shy around everybody. I'm just now getting to opening up around him and we've been friends for 4 months now. I'm 18 goddmanit, it's time to boss the fuck up and get some dick. Shit, it's been a while.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my front to his. I rubbed the back of his head and kissed his cheek, "Time to take that chance."

"Oh word?" His hands went to my ass and squeezed gently.

"Word."

Tupac

I carried her to the couch and laid her down. I looked at her little hands on the buckle of my belt, slowly undoing it. Her bottom lip was tucked in between her teeth, a small smirk plastered on her face.

Once my belt was off, she stayed in control: unzipping my pants and taking them and my shirt off completely. I had no idea she'd be like this.

She flipped us over so she was on top, kissing on my neck and down my chest. She got down to my boxers and kissed me through the fabric before sliding them down to my knees. With no hesitation she started giving me the best head I'd ever gotten.

Passion

I took all of him in my mouth, making him touch the back of my throat. He groaned under me and tangled his fingers in my hair. I sucked from the bottom all the way to his tip, then swirled my tongue around it.

"Fuck, ma." Hearing him groan out like that caused major waterfalls in my panties. I sped up, bobbing my head back and forth until he reached down and slapped my ass. "Get on top, baby."

I smiled and kissed his tip one last time before doing as he said. Before he went to align himself with my entrance, I stopped him, "you got a rubber?"

"Oh fuck, I think so," he reached for his jeans and searched the pockets. "Fuck! I aint got one."

I got up off his lap and stepped back in my panties.

"Wait, what you doing?"

"Nigga, I'm not that trying to get pregnant. You wanna hit this," I patted my pussy, "you need some serious protection. I'm not taking that chance."

He rubbed his face down, sighing. He was about to get dressed until his eyes widened and he darted upstairs.

"What you doing?" I yelled up to him. He didn't answer but came back with a condom. "Where you get that?"

"Don trip off of it, just come sit on this dick," he hurriedly put it on and reached for me. I pulled off my panties before he pulled me down to straddle his lap and lined himself at my opening.

I slid down on him, stopping halfway. He was too big and I tensed up, seasing any kind of movement. Pac sucked on my collarbone and rubbed my back.

"Open up for me, baby," he whispered into my skin. He licked up my neck and sucked softly. I felt him push more and finally he was in. "Thats it baby. Let daddy in that."

"Mmmm....Pac," I started to move up and down on him. He slapped my ass, causing me to ride faster. "Fuck, harder!"

He thrusted up into me and matched my bounces. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into me. Our lips touched but we didn't kiss, instead we unleashed our moans and groans into each other's mouths. He sucked my bottom lip and stood up, pumping into me at a fast pace. I hung onto him in midair, bouncing uncontrollably as I felt my release approaching.

"FUCK PAC I'M BOUT TO CUM!" I threw my head back and whimpered as the feeling got stronger.

"Cum for me, baby," he whispered into my chest. I released hard, him doing the same. He plopped down on the couch, me still connected to him at the hip. When he sat down, it acted as a thrust, causing my fragile body to go into another earth shattering orgasm. I yelled out as I squirted on him, causing him to come again.

"Shit," he pulled out and went to throw the condom away and pulled on his boxers and pants. I was still on the couch, coming down from my high. He took his tank top and wiped me clean down there before putting my panties back on for me.

"You a fucking freak," he got on the couch next to me and pulled me to lay on his lap. "I would've never thought."

"What's kept behind closed doors,  ain't meant for everybody, baby." He leaned down and kissed me. "I got a question. Where that condom come from?"

"Your brothers room," he leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

"Fucking ewww," I got up and threw a pillow at him. He laughed and caught it.

"That's why I aint tell yo ass."

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