Page 38 of Same Girl
“Oh, fuck yes,” I whined.
He fucked me hard and fast, and just before I came, he pulled out and spun me around. I was taken off guard by how fast he moved and how rough he handled me, but I liked it. With my face flushed against the cool wall of the dressing room, Chosen lifted my arm up over his leg, and he dipped down. When he entered me roughly from behind, I almost came on the spot. My eyes were glued to Fyve who licked his lips and slowly stroked that huge black veiny dick. The head was swollen and starting to weep.
He bit his bottom lip and winked at me. “You like this shit, baby girl?” Fyve asked as Chosen thrust hard inside of me.
“Oh yes, Fyve. It’s so beautiful.”
“Lick that cum off his dick, beautiful baby,” Chosen stated, swiveling me sideways so that I could bend down. He slammed into me so hard from behind that I lost my breath.
“Ohhh fuck, Chosen.”
“That’s what I’m doing, baby. I’m fucking this pussy up,” he grunted, grinding his hips.
I slid my tongue over the slit in the head of Fyve’s dick, licking away the salty precum. He grabbed my head and shoved it down while thrusting upward.
“Make that pussy gush, my nigga. Make it speak to you,” Fyve coaxed as I pulled my mouth off his dick.
Chosen gripped my hips tightly and replied, “I got it. She’s so fucking tight, Fyve.”
“Is she wet, Chosen?”
“She’s like a damn waterfall, my nigga. ’Bout to swim up in this bitch.”
My pussy fluttered around him. He was deep inside of me, and all I could hear was the sound of him slamming in me and the sloshing sound of my juices being stirred by his dick. Chosen filled me up, his dick pulsed deep inside of me, and the backs of my thighs hit the front of his. He smashed us together, and the aromatic smell of sex filled the air.
He dug deeper into me and gyrated without pulling back. Fyve’s hand sped up as I grabbed my breasts and caressed them.
“Get in this pussy, Chosen. Get deep in here,” I begged.
The sound of his balls slapping against me as he dug deeper and deeper turned me on.
“Yes, baby. I’m about to cum.”
“Can I lick you clean when you do, ma?” Fyve asked.
“Oh, baby, yes. If you’re a good boy and let that dick explode so I can lick it away, you can lick mine away.”
“Let me see that pussy, Chosen,” Fyve stated.
Chosen turned us sideways again, and Fyve moved beside us. I felt his hand on my ass before he moved it down low between Chosen’s and my connection and spread my pussy lips. Chosen slowed up just a little.
“Get in that pussy, dawg. Let me see you fuck her shit up,” Fyve stated between gritted teeth as he kept jacking his dick.
“Aww, fuck. Nigga, I’m ’bout to cum in this tight hole.”
“Handle your business, Chosen,” Fyve replied.
Chosen pumped harder and harder until I gasped.
“What’s my name, pretty baby?”
“Chosen.”
“And what am I doing?”
“Fucking this pussy.”
“No, I’m not. What am I doing, gorgeous mama?”
