Not replying to her remark about dudes checking for her because I could care less, I went to Tatiana’s OnlyFans page to see if she posted any new shit.
“You done with me now?” Deja asked, walking up to me. “You don’t wanna mess with me anymore?”
“I shouldn’t be tappin’ ‘dem guts in the first place.”
“You right, I pursued you first ‘cause I liked what I saw,” Deja said, stepping into my personal space. Slipping one of her hands into my robe then grabbing my dick, she said, “But you couldn’t resist me, and now you can’t get enough of me.”
Grabbing my semi hard shaft with her small, warm hands, she looked me in my eyes and started stroking the tip, paying extra attention to the sensitive part near the opening. I started moaning and bricking up as I fought the urge to react. We had just fucked long and good, and I busted a big load. If we got things poppin’ again, it was gon’ take me a minute to bust again. Opening my robe then sliding it off one of my shoulders with her free hand, I finished taking it off the rest of the way then let it drop to the floor.
“You wanna be a bad boy and talk shit? You think you can put us on ice when you know you can’t get enough of this WAP,” she lisped.
Grabbing my nut sack and then squeezing caused me to wince, it didn’t hurt, but it did give off an intense sensation.
“You the one talkin’ bout I’on beat it up right.”
This was normal for us to go from talking shit one minute to sex the next. Taking her free hand, she started stroking my shit going from the base to the tip in long strokes. Taking it into her mouth, she gave me some oral pleasure going from my dick to my nut sack just the way I liked. Deja was a tea baggin’ pro… the shit had me weak in the knees.
“Lay back,” Deja requested, and I welcomed the quick intermission. With this being round two, she knew that it took longer for me to nut, but the skull she was delivering was about to squash all of that. I let her suck my dick for damn near twenty minutes until I could feel the nut rising and was struggling trying to keep it in check. As I was lying back on the bed, she took off the clothes she had put on, stripping back down to naked, then climbed onto the bed between my legs. Grabbing my dick, she licked from the base to the tip then said, “Now let me show you what I mean when I say beat it up.”
Deja mounted my dick then slid down and went to work on my shit. She went to town, bucking and twerking on my dick like she was working the pole like Mississippi from that showP-Valley. She was grinding, and pumping, teasing and long stroking my dick damn near had a nigga crying because the shit felt so good. We went at it for forty-five minutes before it was time for me to bust. Once I started to feel my nut make its way to the tip, I started pumping back into her as hard as I could from underneath her. She was giving it to me just as hard as I was giving it to her, and the friction created a level of intensity that had me gone. I grabbed her hips as I forcefully guided her up anddown, and back and forth against my shit until I busted a load so big it caused me to holler out. Her pussy was so full of her juices and my nut that the mixture of our juices seeped out of her and dripped all over my thighs.
“Harder, baby, awwww fuck! Yasss, baby!” I grunted as Deja continued to rock back and forth as she arched her back changing the angle, making our strokes deeper as her yoni started to throb followed by the warm sensation of her juices as they mixed with mine. We were both moaning so loud I knew if anybody was in the hallway, they could hear us, but I didn’t give not one fuck in that moment.
“Oh God, that felt so good,” Deja said as she hopped off of me. “Look,” she said as she stood next to the bed and showed me her legs as a mixture of our juices dripped from her yoni and ran down her leg.
“FUCK!” I shouted, realizing I had just nutted inside of her. Jumping up from the bed with cum still dripping from my tip, I couldn’t believe I fell for the okie-doke, and she caught me slacking…again. “Ain’t this a bitch!”
“Don’t start! I already told you I’m on the pill,” she busted out laughing but I didn’t see anything funny. “You fine, I can’t get pregnant, Reggie.” Deja continued to chuckle as she followed me to the bathroom.
“That’s not the point. I ain’t tryin’ to chance it. I just told you that shit! You knew what you was doin’.”
“Oh, stop it! Don’t front, you know that shit was good as hell. Now you see what I’m talkin’ about. It’s way more intense, isn’t it?”
I didn’t respond to Deja because I wasn’t trying to hear shit else she had to say. I couldn’t front, she was right about it being more intense, but I still had rocks in my jaws about her playing me to get me to nut in her. She thought the shit was a game and I didn’t like that. I was a man with a very strong weakness forpussy, so much so, that I once again allowed her to catch me off guard and now I done slipped up and busted a load up in her.
CHAPTER 3
@Tatiana
#The Next Day
“Girl,I can’t believe your mom cut up on you like that last night. I don’t know what I would have done if my mom clowned me like that.”
“I know right! I was so damn pissed. Trust and believe!” I replied. “My mom is always so much more dramatic than she needs to be but stay makin’ it seem like I’m the one that’s extra. I swear that’s the reason why she and I can’t get along for shit.”
“Did Reggie hear her going off like that?” Trista, my homegirl asked as we walked through Old Orchard Mall shopping for my upcoming birthday party.
“Girl! I sure hope he didn’t. I slammed my laptop shut so damn quick I almost broke it,” I chuckled. “I swear I wish I was moving out sooner because that lady is driving me insane.”
“School will be starting in a few months. You’re staying on campus still, right?”
“No, they’re getting me an apartment down in the Loop before my classes start. Since it’s not a requirement for freshmento stay on campus, I chose to have my own private place ‘cause you know sharing a dorm wouldn’t work for me.”
“Sharing a dorm with a stranger isn’t my first choice either but it’s part of the whole college experience and I’m looking forward to it. I don’t mind it too much having to stay in a dorm.”
“It’s cute, it’s just a no for me. It’s not my fault I’m an only child and can’t fathom having to share my personal space with someone else, much less a total stranger. I wouldn’t be able to concentrate in any classes if I had to worry about a stranger having access to my stuff while I’m not in the room. Just the thought of someone rummaging through my shit gives me the blues. I don’t need to be worrying about someone touching or stealing and hating cause they want what they don’t have. I know they say sharing is caring, but I didn’t get that memo til’ late in life. So that shit doesn’t apply to me.”
“You know yo ass a hot mess,” Trista giggled. “You’re so lucky! I wish my parents would pay for me to get my own spot like that. Unlike you, first semester I have to stay on campus and my parents already said if I want my own apartment, I have to help them pay half the rent.”
