Page 3 of Enigma
“Oh you a nasty bitch, huh? I can punish this pussy, right?” He asked, not wanting an actual answer, as he picked up speed, indicating his release was near.
I looked back at him, smirking, and tightened my walls around his dick and pulled him into the orgasmic astro plane with me. He pulled me up by my throat, my back meeting his chest as he spoke in my ear, “You and this pussy belong to me now, I don’t give a damn what other nigga is in the picture, that’s dead, you understand me?” His stroke became erratic, and his body shook as he bit my neck yet again, triggering my own final release. True to his word, he made sure to clean me up, and then we lay in his bed and talked briefly until I fell into a sexually satisfied slumber.
Waking up in his arms, I checked the clock radio on his nightstand and saw it was 2:43 in the morning. I hadn’t meant to sleep this long, but he really put it on my ass. I managed to slide out of his arms without disturbing Angel and get dressed quietly so I could leave. I followed the trio of friends back to their house in my car, and now I needed to get back to my dorm so I could study like I did every Saturday. Tonight was fun, but I had no plans to make more of it than it was. As I was heading to the door, I heard a fussing CJ and a pleading Maria.
“CJ, Mama needs you to go back to sleep so she can finish studying.”
I stopped in my tracks and reversed directions to head to where their voices were coming from, finding a frustrated Maria and energetic CJ butting heads in the den where Maria’s books and notes were spread all over the coffee table, and CJ’s toys were spread all over the floor.
“Pway Dino mama, pway dinoooo!” CJ fussed as he tried to shove the dinosaur into his mother’s lap.
“RAWRRRRRR,” I belted out my best dinosaur impression, causing both Maria and CJ to look my way. CJ instantly ran to me, holding his arms out for me to pick him up, to which I obliged.
“Oh my God, you’re a lifesaver. I was up studying when a night terror woke CJ from his sleep. he’s been ripping, roaring, and ready to play since.”
“I was headed back to my dorm when I heard y’all and figured I could stay and play dino until sleep finds CJ again,” I giggled as I tickled CJ, his adorable laugh bringing me joy.
Standing up to hug me, Maria thanked me as she let me know she had a huge exam on Friday and hadn’t had much time to study with Caleb’s busy practice schedule, which usually went from morning to afternoon.
“No worries, CJ and I are going to head to the kitchen and find a nice late-night snack, maybe a chocolate chip cookie and some warm milk, you go ahead and finish studying,” I let her know as we walked out of the den.
Half an hour later, sleep found CJ again as he laid in my lap, hugging his dino, and shortly after, I joined him because when I stirred awake yet again, I was back in Angel’s arms, and the clock said it was 9:45 a.m.
“Imagine my surprise when I woke up to slide deeply into you and my bed was empty with no sight or trace of you,” Angel quipped before continuing, “When I said you belonged to me, I was serious Layanna, and that means I need to wake up to your beautiful face and greedy pussy that likes to suck my dick in with every stroke I give her.”
“I didn’t want to make this something it’s not, Angel. We had fun, and I was going to head home and not think too much of the words spoken while we were drunk off lust,” I replied.
“I wasn’t drunk off anything, I’m your man now, you’re my girl. If you didn’t want that, you should’ve kept that squirting, gushing pussy to yourself and kept your hands off my balls,” causing us both to laugh. From that day forward, I was a permanent staple in their lives.
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His deep voice was in my ear, questioning, “You gonna take all this dick like a good girl?”
Thinking I couldn’t get any wetter, I felt my cream gush out at his question and I moaned, “yessssssss, I promise to try”.
Dissatisfied with my answer, he yanked my skirt up and swatted my bare ass with his hand and reprimanded me, “I don’t want you to try, I want you to take it ALL like my perfect little slut.”
I tried to hold back the orgasm that was about to tear through me, considering how his dick hadn’t even stroked inside my creamy and wanton insides; however, I was about to explode just from the disgusting way he was talking to me. Dirty talk was my sexual kryptonite, and it did me in every time, even in porn. If he was talking her through it, I was guaranteed to cream and squirt like a broken fire hydrant.
“Caleb, please, PLEASE, I’m about to cum, please let me,” I begged with reckless abandon, paralyzed by my lust and also my guilt.
Yes, guilt racked my mind. Never in a million years did I think I would be navigating life as a widow while exploring my deepest desires with my deceased husband’s best friend, who was also navigating life as a widower. Life had shown me on more than one occasion that it would throw all kinds of curveballs, and you would either hit them out of the park or score a field goal or whatever the sports analogy is.
Caleb’s wife, Maria, passed away a year and a half ago after a long and tumultuous battle with leukemia. We were all gutted and missed their presence every day. At the time of her passing, my husbandAngel, short for Angelo, was still with us, and we promised to check on Caleb and the kids and make sure they were as ok as they could be. Caleb and Maria have four children; their oldest, CJ, short for Caleb Jr., was 26 and in medical school, preparing to start his surgical residency. Mario was 22. He had been recently drafted to the Philadelphia Eagles as the No. 1 draft pick, Callie was 20 and attended Juilliard with her bestie and my oldest Liah and their youngest Milo was 18 and a freshman at Morehouse with his best friend and my youngest AJ as they both were political science majors and had their hearts set on becoming lawyers and opening their own firm together one day.
I loved them as if they were my own and Angel and I vowed to make sure they were always okay, however things never work out how we anticipate because six months after losing Maria, I received a knock at my door that would change my and my kids lives forever when a state trooper delivered the news that Angel had been killed on impact by an 18 wheeler when the driver fell asleep at the wheel. I remember the dread that filled me as I called Caleb that night to let him know Angel was gone, and when I did, Caleb broke down and sobbed, and I joined him because the normalcy we once knew was gone, and we were forced to find new normals without two of the people we loved more than anything. He and Angel had been best friends since they were 12, and blood couldn’t have made them closer. Cal and Angel had been each other’s protectors, as they both shared tumultuous home lives that consisted of unhappy two-parent homes where love had long been gone, replaced by arguing and fighting. Losing Angel and Maria opened a door that allowed Caleb and me to keep in contact daily, checking on each other, sharing our grief, pain, anguish, good memories, and laughs, resulting in the building of a strong friendship through our immense losses and finding love in each other as our healing blossomed.
Angel and I had two kids, Liah, who was a sassy, silly 20-year-old who took the top spot as her daddy’s heart when she entered the world, screaming until he held her, and she instantly quieted down, finding solace in his arms. Liah was our little songbird; she had a voice so beautiful that she should have been training in classical opera, but could switch between styles, which earned her a full ride to Juilliard. Liah didn’t think her father and I knew she was dating Mario on the low, as the kids say. Still, Caleb, Maria, Angel, and I knew what was going on when they started making googly eyes at each other a little over 2 years ago. We were just waiting for them to finally tell us thatwe believe that Mario and Liah had found comfort and healing in each other after losing their parents and Caleb. I was grateful they had the love, support, and comfort of each other. Then there was AJ, short for Angelo Jr.; he was 18 and also the apple of his father’s eye, planning to become an entertainment lawyer like his father. After Angel passed away, his partners at the firm took AJ under their wing and promised him a spot as a partner, as long as he did the required work to earn it. AJ was smitten with Callie, though he would never admit it; however, he somehow always ended up in New York on the weekends “visiting” his sister, as he would say. Realizing he was taking his father’s death hard, he decided grief counseling was vital, as he didn’t believe his father would want to see him throw his freshman year of college down the drain due to grief and despair. As you can see, Caleb and Maria Black were like family to us; our children were close, our friendships were more like family. Yet, here we were, doing the unthinkable, with no desire to stop.
“Yes, baby, cum for daddy,” he whispered as he kissed my neck and smacked my pussy, causing my flood gates to open as I squirted everywhere.
As I closed my eyes and tried to regain my composure and catch my breath, I was abruptly thrust back into the land of pleasure as Caleb stuffed every inch he possessed between his muscular thighs into my hot, tight, creamy pussy from behind.
“FUCK, Cal, it’s so much,” I yelled as I tried to adjust to his length and girth. Caleb was long, thick, and stroking the breath from my body.
“It is, but you’re taking it so good, baby. This pussy is going to drive me crazy, Yanna, FUCK!” He groaned, “And she squirts like a broken faucet for me.”
