Only Once

Sixteen

We undressed along the way, left a trail of clothes in our wake.

"Alexa, play "When We" by Tank," I commanded when I reached the area that I penalize Trinity Sweet for all the games she'd played over time I've been entangled with her.

The Track boomed through the Condo's Sound System as I lifted Trinity up and placed her down gently atop my Marble Countertop. I pulled her left nipple into my mouth, licked and suckled on it ever so slightly, and touched the spot that made her a woman.

"Ahh." She cooed when I slipped two fingers inside her moistness.

Trinity was soaking wet, wetter than I expected her to be so soon into this sex session. I explored her sex as she planted kisses on my neck. I fingered Trinity Sweet until her started trembling and she came all over the fingers inside her. The climax was powerful, I wanted to taste it, taste her, I wanted to taste juices badly, but my dick overpowered that want. I needed to feel me inside of her. Trinity looked me in my eyes positioning my dick against the entrance of her Sex.

Trinity glared into my eyes intently. And ordered, "Fuck me, fuck me, now."

And without hesitation, I pushed inside her Sex, sank balls deep, every thrust opening her, stretching her and snatching her closer to her climax.

"Ooh, shit." She sang, "Yes, Nigga that's my... spot."

Elliott's long thick dick was reaching places that her other lovers never reach. Elliott stroked and pump took satisfaction in the orgasmic notes Trinity crooned out. Elliott yanked Trinity towards the edge of the countertop, pushed her legs into her chest and slammed into Trinity's pussy like a man possessed. He fucked his boss with abandon. Trinity grabbed the back of Elliott's head with both hands, held him tightly as he rode her.

"Mmm-hmm, Mmm-hmm," Trinity recited over and over.

  Her moans were real, not fabricated like they've been with other men she'd allowed inside her. Her orgasmic moans came from deep within.

Three powerful thrusts of his hips caused her legs to begin shaking again. Trinity hated how good Elliot was making her feel. She hated how he stole her control, made her submissive to his strokes. Elliott knew exactly what he was doing, knew exactly that he had Trinity Cumming.

She cooed, "I'm, cum... ming, Daddy."

Daddy, she called me Daddy and my arousal level increased. I switched positions, sat Trinity Sweet on the barstool in front of the kitchen island. I moved up behind her and took her just, like, that. I pushed her upper body forward, made her lean over the counter top and spread open her ass-cheeks. Elliot penetrated her anus, pressed deep into her rectum. The noise that escaped Trinity made it sound like Elliot was killing her as he began to stroke her with meaning. No matter what orifice you decide to choose when entering a woman you can't go wrong, they are all wonderful in feeling. I fucked Trinity in the Ass until my Manhood ached, continued to give her this dick until she begged me to stop, even then, I still did not stop. I
punished her for the countless she's turned me down, teased me in the presence of others. I fucked Trinity Sweet until I couldn't hold back my own orgasm any longer. I moaned and grunted, made ugly faces as I exploded.

I heard the door to the Condo open and Dedra's footsteps sounding off against the floors as she walked inside the paid for space.

"Shit!" I exclaimed.

I had completely forgotten about Dedra, forgot that I even had a girl. How in the hell could I have been so careless, forgetful? There was no way that I could talk my way out of this fuck up situation. When Dedra entered the kitchen I heard her heart crack. The grimace that she owned damn near brought me my knees. The pain in her face crippled me. I wanted to say something, plead with her but what could I say.

Trinity Sweet pushed me away from her and stood on feet.

She addresses Dedra. She said, "You see Dedra Banks, this is why I fuck'em and leave'em." She said, "Niggas, ain't shit... they can't be trusted."

  With that said, Trinity brushed passed me then Dedra, leaving us and misery between us in her wake.

"I'm sorry."

   A simple apology was all I had to offer. I could tell my actions hurt her, and honestly, I felt terrible. Debra glared at me, still hadn't said nothing to me. Maybe I would've felt better if she was exploding on me right now, but she wasn't. She was just standing there scowling.

"Only once, Elliott." She finally said.

Thanks for reading "Only Once" I hope you have enjoyed this short story as much as I have writing it.