College Dreaming

Chapter 55

College Dreaming
Chapter 55

*Chris's POV*

Since I spent the majority of the night packing my bags, I really didn't get any sleep. I thought I was gonna sleep on the plane, but between Kamaal going off about New York and showing me pictures of his family for the past 20 minutes, getting sleep was definitely out of the question. I look at Kamaal's phone while he shows me some of his cousins Facebook pages.

"That's my lil cousin Tamara I told you about." Kamaal says

"Aren't you guys the same age?"

"Yeah, we're just a month apart. I think yall would vibe real well."

"She looks kinda like you."

"Naaaah, I don't think so." Kamaal says as he laughs. "Everyone says that though."

"So are these her parents behind her?"

"eah, that's Uncle Kelly and Aunt Lisa. That's their other son Terrell, and their other daughter Tiana."

I go through Kamaal's phone and realize he has a lot of cousins. His family is way bigger than mine.

"Oh, that's my Aunt Sheila and uncle Kevin. We stayed at their house last year."

"Is that where we're gonna be staying?"

"Nah...ma booked a hotel. She even gave us our own room, so you know what that means?" Kamaal asks as he winks at me

"Ooohh, how about you tell me?"

"Nah, I'll let you find out."

"Are there anymore family members I need to see?"

"There's more, but you'll meet everyone else once we get to the party."

"I can't wait."

"So you're not nervous about meetin everyone anymore?"

"Yeah, but not as much as I was before."

"You'll be aight bae. If they don't like you, it won't matter cause I love you."

"Gosh you are so corny!"

"Nigga so are you!" Kamaal says

"But you're worse than me."

"That's not true remember when you said-"

Kamaal and I start arguing a little on the plane, pretty much annoying everyone who was on the plane. We stop when Kamaal's mom kicks both of our seats.

"If y'all don't shut the hell up..."

"But ma, he-"

"I said shut it. Don't make me yank those dreads and flush them down the toilet."

I laugh as Kamaal sinks down in his seat. This is why I love his mom. She always takes my side. Kamaal folds his arms and notices me laughing at him.

"Somethin funny?"

"Yup... it's so cute to see you pout after mom yells at you."

"Man whatever. It ain't gonna be funny when I tear that ass up when we get to the hotel."

"You ain't gon' do shit Kamaal."

"Ooohhh wait till we land!!! You gon' learn today."

Eventually I give Kamaal his phone back. I grab my blanket and cuddle up under him as he puts his arm around me. Before I know it, I'm knocked out.

ONE HOUR LATER

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived in New York and we will be landing in just a few minutes."

"Bae, wake up....we're here."

I wake up and wipe the sleep from my eyes. I look out the window, and for some reason, my stomach drops. I'm so close to meeting Kamaal's family. When the plane landed, we grabbed our belongings and walk off the plane. I look around the airport as we walk to the baggage claim area. As I'm walking and looking around, Kamaal's mom taps me on my shoulder.

"Chris, what are you looking for? You act like you've never been in an airport before."

Kamaal's mom laughs at us as we wait for our bags. Eventually, we claim our bags and Kamaal's mom picks up the rental car. We throw our stuff in the trunk and head to the hotel. After we get our room keys, Kamaal and I head to our room, which is 2 doors down from his mom and siblings room. I put the room key inside the slot, and Kamaal and I walk inside with our bags. As soon as we get our bags inside, Kamaal pushes me on the bed. I'm so shocked because it was completely unexpected.

"Kamaal, what-"

"Shut up..."

Kamaal takes off his coat, shirt, and pants off, and climbs on top of me, kissing me aggressively. He breaks off my lips and moves to my neck, biting, licking, and sucking the hell out of it. I try to push him off me but he grabs my hands and locks them above my head. Before I know it my shirt is being ripped open and my sweatpants are off. I swear he must have a fetish for ripping my clothes off. Kamaal runs his tongue against my left nipple, while gently caressing the right one not missing a beat. I feel my dick stiffen up and pulse as I moan his name in pleasure.

"Mmmmm...Kamaaaaal....mmmm"

In one swift movement, Kamaal flips me over on my stomach, and runs his long tongue down my back, making his way to that golden spot. He gently bites my right ass cheek and licks it before spreading my cakes wide open, and diving face first in my ass. His tongue goes in and out, left and right, hell all kind of ways throughout my insides. I reach behind me and grab his his head to go further, but once again, he smacks them away.

"Move yo damn hand."

I start to say something, but before I do, Kamaal's tongue is running laps in my ass. I bury my face in my pillow and toot my ass up. Kamaal stops his tornado tongue assault on me and smacks the hell out my ass. He smacks his dick on my hole a few times before spitting on it, and eventually putting it in. I wince a little bit as I feel the head go in. I run a little bit, but Kamaal grabs me by my hips and shoves his dick all the way inside. I moan out loud because that was unexpected as well. Kamaal stays still for a minute before beginning his infamous slow stroke. He holds me tightly while he strokes his dick in and out of me. I feel myself starting to open up more, and Kamaal felt it too. He pulls out and flips me on my back. I reach for his dick, but he smacks my hands away again.

"What I just tell you?"

Kamaal places my legs on his shoulders and inserts his dick back inside my ass. He leans down and kisses me on my forehead. After that he drills his dick in and out of me. He then picks me up and walks around the room while fucking hell out of me. I bite down on his left shoulder blade and run my hands up and down his back, scratching it up a few times. Kamaal pins me up against the wall taking full control of my body, pumping harder and harder

"Whose.....ass....is.....this....nigga?"

"Mmmm....it's yours!!"

Kamaal walks over to the desk nearby and knocks everything off. He lays me down, and continues his booty beat down on me. I arch my back, and Kamaal goes deeper and deeper, breaking my back, and really tearing my ass up.

"Fuck bae...I'm bout to nut"

Kamaal pulls his dick out of me and I turn around to face him. As soon as I stick my tongue out, I feel Kamaal's warm nut run down my tongue and the sides of my mouth. I suck his dick making sure I caught all of it.

"Suck that shit bae"

Kamaal leans down and kisses me. We swap tongues and nut before walking to the bed and laying on it in a daze.

"That was-"

"I know....I told yo lil ass you was gon' learn today." Kamaal says as he starts doing his "beat it up" dance

I laugh at him and lay my head on his chest, as he wraps his arm around me.

"Daddy put in work though. I love you baby."

"I love you too, and I'm still not calling you daddy"

Kamaal: You will one day.

I laugh at Kamaal as he turns on the tv and kisses me on my cheek. He hands me the remote and we watch tv until we fall asleep.