Dave – POV
We'd been smoking all damn day. The bros were vibing, but I needed to bust a nut bad. I sent them niggas home without hesitation.
Headed upstairs, I saw Tia and Brandy knocked out.
Damn, I thought. I forgot Brandy was here.
That's when a phone started ringing. It was Brandy's. Her screen lit up: Don (20 missed calls).
Dude was going ape shit.
I answered.
"Wassup, Don?"
"Man, where Brandy at?"
"She right here with Tia. Sleep. They were up here chatting. I'm finna wake her up for you."
"Aight, Brody. Tell her to come to my crib."
"Bet."
I leaned over her.
"Brandy, wake up. Don said come to his house."
She groaned, reached for her phone, and her eyes got wide.
"Oh my God, he finna do the most," she muttered. "He called me like twenty times..."
"I answered. Talked to him. You good."
She looked at me with a half-smile. "Thank you, East."
I walked her out, locked up behind her, and punched the code in the door.
Back upstairs, I crawled into bed and started kissing on Tia to wake her up. She didn't budge.
So, I slid her panties to the side... and started eating her soul out.
Her body jerked. "Ahhh... mmm... Dave... what you doing, baby?"
"Wake up and get some dick."
"Fuck yes, baby. Give me some dick..."
My tongue worked its magic. I slid one finger in, and she arched up off the bed.
"Fuckkk, Dave. You're gonna make me cum."
"I plan to."
I kept going—fingering her, manipulating that clit. She started squirting all over me.
"Oh, you a squirter too," I said with a grin.
Tia was gasping. "I've never done that before... fuck."
I stood up, pants and boxers dropping. My dick was already fully hard.
Her eyes got big. "Omg... I knew you were strapped, but damn, Papi... you huge."
I smirked. "It's not about the size. It's about how I'm about to work this motherfucker and take yo soul."
"Fuck me, daddy."
"I ain't got a condom. Didn't plan to use one with you. I need to feel all that."
Lust took over her face. She grabbed me, started kissing, biting my neck. I let her have her fun while I slid my dick along her slit, teasing.
When I sucked on her nipple, she lost it.
"Daveeeeeee fuck..."
I slid in slow.
"Shit... hold on, Papi..."
"I am. Relax, mama. I got you."
She nodded, face tight with pressure, pain, and pleasure. When her moans started coming back to back, I started stroking deeper.
"David! AHHHH! This dick so good!"
"This pussy good too. So wet and tight..."
It all felt different with Tia—intimate, electric. I wasn't just fucking—I was making love to her.
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FanfictionDave the type of guy who would give his last to a stranger because he never wanna see a soul struggle that's what Tia loved about him the most he is husband material and if you was to ask Dave Tia was wife material They have been best friends for...
