Page 11 of The Hellcat Barbies: Storm
“You hear me, but I need you to listen. Once my dick blessed this pussy, it became mine. You became mine. Ain’t no after me.” I tried to lean up and look at him. Did this nigga just threaten me?
He sounded like a crazy bitch that thought they were in a relationship the minute her and the guy had sex. I didn’t mind because I loved toxic. However, I did mind dying if the shit didn’t work out.
“Dodge, people break up every day, B.”
“You see that bucket of acid over there?” When I looked over and saw it sitting there, I immediately got scared. Who the fuck was this nigga and how many bitches had he melted off in that bitch? “Don’t make me soak yo ass. I would rather soak youlike this. Cum for me, Storm.” I should have jumped up and ran far away from here, instead, I came all over that dick like he asked.
“Oh my God, Dodge. I’m cummin.”
“Wet yo dick up. Let me feel you.” I thought my orgasm was done, but my body began to shake again, and I lost it. Grabbing me by my hair, he snatched me off the car.
Flipping my body around, he pushed my face in the hood before sliding back inside of me. This time, he took off hard and fast. I’ve dreamed about this dick a many of nights, but I never imagined it to be this damn good. I’ve never had someone go this far and deep inside of me.
“Dodge, pull back some. It’s too bigggg,” I whined, but he gave zero fucks. Instead of pulling back, he went balls deep.
“Naw, you talked a lot of shit, and I need you to know who the fuck I am. Who am I?”
“Dodge.” When he slammed inside of me hard, I knew that wasn’t the right answer.
“Who am I?”
“I don’t know,” I whined again.
“I’m him. Say it.”
“Oh God. You’re him. Fuckkkk!!!” All you heard was the sounds of his balls plopping against my ass. His hand came down and slapped me on my cheeks. I yelped loudly, and that only seemed to turn him on. Groaning lowly, he threw out another demand.
“Cum with me, Storm.” I was about to say I didn’t have any left, but he spread my cheeks apart and pounded hard causing my body to shake again.
“Fuck, baby. I’m about to cum again.”
“I know. Let me feel you on this dick.” His pace increased and the dick felt as if it was stretching me out. Another orgasmcame crashing down and I didn’t know how much more I could take. Thankfully, his body stiffened and then jerked.
“Damn, that pussy good as fuck.” Dodge laid on top of my back, but he tried it.
“If you don’t get yo big ass off me.” We both laughed as he pulled out and leaned against the car. It wasn’t until I saw the nut lacing the tip of his dick that I realized we had fucked without a condom. “Why the hell wouldn’t you pull out? I know it was heat of the moment so neither of us was thinking about protection, but damn.”
“I didn’t want to.” He shrugged before walking towards the back. He lost all his mind if he thought I wasn’t going to follow behind him. When I got to the back, I noticed it was a bathroom. Dodge grabbed a towel, soaped it up, and began washing his dick off.
“What the fuck you mean you didn’t want to? Dodge, we had sex one time. That was irrational. I know the whole thing was if we’re being honest, but we don’t need to complicate this anymore.” Dodge laughed before handing me the towel.
“Clean yourself off and fix your face. I told you, when I laced that pussy, it became mine. I can do what I want with my shit. Now, clean that lil cat off, so we can drive to my house, and I can dig that shit out properly. Oh, and for the record, I’m not pulling out then either. So, you can save your lil speech later on.” Dodge slapped me on the ass before walking out of the bathroom.
Again, I should have climbed out the little window in here and ran for the hills, instead, my dumb ass giggled as I wiped between my legs. I don’t know why the crazy in him turned me on the most, but I knew I liked it. This nigga was fifty shades of off, but I was ready to see where it would lead. One screw at a time.
8-DARION “DODGE” PETERSON
Rubbing my beard, I tried to see if I could still smell my girl scent on me. I had been eating that pussy all morning and I wanted that shit to stay with me all day. I was a nasty nigga, and I gave zero fucks who thought anything about it. Since that night in the shop, Storm had been staying at my house, and I’ve been loving every minute. These two weeks seemed like we’ve been together for a lifetime and a nigga was grateful her car broke down when it did.
I would never fully get over my brother, but I stopped living my life when he lost his. A nigga was existing, but I wasn’t living. Storm brought a light back in me that everyone knew had been snuffed out. They left me to it, but she refused to leave me alone. Because of it, I looked forward to getting up now. I had a lil pep in my step, and I’ve caught myself in the shop working faster. A nigga be in there just singing and smiling. Before I know it, my work is done and I’m flying home to get back to my girl.
Her pussy was a plus. The way that shit gripped my dick and held on for dear life had me spent. Today was no different. Grabbing the purple wrap, I got ready to lay it when she walked in the door. Looking her over, I laughed at her appearance. Shorty had on some coveralls, and if she didn’t just suck my soul through my piss hole this morning, I swear she wouldn’t beat the stud allegations.
“What the fuck do you have on?”
“I wanted to work with you in the shop. This is what the mechanics wear back home, so I went and bought some.”
“You don’t know shit about cars, except how to drive them.” She looked disappointed, so I walked over to Storm and pulled her into a hug. “I appreciate you wanting to help, but I can’t have you fucking my shit up.”
