Page 16 of He Snatched My Soul
“Damn! That pussy is leaking for me, baby,” I grunted.
“Please, Jamian, go deeper!” she begged, gripping my wrist guiding me where she needed me to go.
I was seeing and hearing her in total bliss from just one finger. I added another, and then another, until I was fucking her with all three digits. I wanted to prepare her for this dick. I remember the first time I fucked Modesty, she had some of the tightest pussy, so I couldn’t wait to feel that shit wrapped around my dick again.
I went to pull my hand away, and her shit wouldn’t let me go. It was like her pussy was telling me to keep going, and that was fine because I wasn’t done just yet. I lifted both her legs over my shoulders as I took a long whiff of her intoxicating scent and dove my tongue right in her hole. Removing my hand, I parted her pretty, pink lips apart to circle her clit before sucking it into my mouth. Her loud moans took over the music that played in the background as she palmed my head and threw her pussy in my face. Baby girl was trying to smother a nigga and drown me at the same time. But a nigga loved that shit. Her pussy was throbbing on my tongue. Shit! I have never tastedanything as good as what I was partaking in right now. Sweet as muthafuckin’ candy!
“I’m finna cum!” she screamed, grinding her hips in a fast circle.
“Well, let that shit go, and I’ma catch every drop!” I said with a mouth full of pussy. I could feel her juices, mixed with my spit, leaking from my beard. I already know we fucked this pool table up, but asked a nigga did I give a fuck.
Capturing her clit in my mouth, I did that suck-and-lick combo, and her body shook uncontrollably as her back arched up off the table and she moaned my name. She grunted, legs shaking as I went back to licking her hole, feasting on her hungrily. She tasted so good; it was like I couldn’t get enough.
Lifting her thighs off my shoulders, I raised her legs in the air, and a nigga did some shit I ain’t never do. I ate the booty. Modesty gasped, and her body stiffened as my tongue circled her forbidding hole. She moaned out in pure pleasure.
“Ooohhh! You a nasty nigga! Here it comeeee!” she yelled so loud I thought she was going bust a nigga eardrums. Modesty’s body began to shake as if she was having a seizure, and that pussy squirted, wetting up my face, beard, and chest. I tried to catch as much as I could as her sweetness coated my tastebuds.
After I made sure she was done and I got my fill of her, I stood to my feet, licking my lips and smirking at my handwork. Modesty lay stretched out on her back, her chest rising and falling with rapid breath. She was spent, and that had my chest poked out with pride. Gripping my pole, I stroked it, using the pre-cum that leaked from the tip as a lubricant. I was caught between going to retrieve a condom or diving in raw. I didn’t have time to decide as Modesty sat up with a satisfied expression on her face.
“You ready to give me some pussy, shorty?” I gripped my dick.
“Actually, I’m tired. Thanks for the nut, though. That mouth has definitely gotten better with time.” She winked and hopped her ass off the pool table.
With my eyebrows knitted, I looked at her as she picked up her discarded clothes from the floor. “What do you mean, you're tired? You ain’t gonna give a nigga some pussy?!” I raised my voice, feeling like a sucker.
“Get somebody else to do it. Let’s see if you can remember how good this pussy tastes now, nigga. Good nightttt,” she sang, leaving me standing here horny and hard, with her sweet essence leaking from my beard.
“Yooo! Modesty, I know you ain’t gonna leave a nigga like this!” I yelled at her back as she switched her naked ass upstairs. “Ain’t this about a bitch,” I said to myself.
All I could do was laugh and shake my head. Baby girl got that. I had something for that ass, though. She was gonna see me.Two could play that game, I thought to myself as I picked up my clothes. I ran my fingers that I fucked Modesty with under my nose and stuck them in my mouth.
“Pussy still smelled and tasted like pineapples.” I chuckled.
Iwoke up the next morning bright early, feeling relaxed. I guess I owe that to Jamian and his hurricane tongue. I chuckled to myself as I climbed out of bed. The look on his face when he realized he wasn’t getting none of this pussy was comical. As much as I wanted to ride the nigga dick last night, I had to show Jamian that I wasn’t the same broken woman he met three years ago. I wanted to teach his ass a lesson. He thought because I let him taste this honey pot, I’ll give him some pussy. Hell no! I hope he felt at least an ounce of what I felt the morning I woke up in that hotel room to an empty bed.
Yawning, I stretched my arms to the ceiling and I could feel the ache in my legs, but I couldn’t complain. Last night’s festivities were worth the pain. As I headed for the bathroom to handle my hygiene, my phone vibrated on the nightstand. I knew it ain’t had to be nobody but my bestie. When I got to my room last night, I called her to tell her about Jamian and me, but she didn’t answer. I texted her instead, so I knew that’swhy she was blowing me up this early. Reaching for my phone, I picked up her FaceTime call as I walked to the bathroom to start my shower. Looking at the time, I had exactly two hours to get cleaned, dressed, and out the door to head to the hotel.
“Bitch! I know you fucking lying!” Jayla yelled as soon as I connected her call. “I thought you were my sister-friend. Why didn’t you not tell me you were staying with big dick Willie!” She was being dramatic as always.
“Jayla, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I knew you would be all extra if I told you,” I admitted as I turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature.
“EXTRA! BITCH, WHO’S EXTRA?”
See?
“It wasn’t planned. Believe me. If I had other options, I wouldn’t even be here.”
“Yeah. Yeah. Forget all’at! Let’s talk about you letting Jamian hit the cootie cat! Oooh! I love this for you, friend.”
“Girl, ain’t nowhere in my text messages I said we had sex. It didn’t get that far. I let him eat me out. And eat me out he did! Lordy! I ain’t cum that hard since…”
“Since him, bitch!” she cut me off. “Let’s not forget how that man had your thick ass twisted into a pretzel and had you climbing the walls. We know Ryan could neverrr!” She sniggered.
Hearing her mention Ryan brought back the conversation that we had. I was officially single.
“Yeah, well. I don’t have to worry about that. Ryan and I are over.” I sighed and propped my phone up on the sink to put on my bonnet.
“Since when?”
