Page 2 of Maceo

“So you like that freaky shit, huh?”

She grabbed the blunt from me and took a long pull from it. Leaning into me, she blew a shotgun into my mouth. Once I inhaled, then expelled the smoke, she pressed her soft lips to mine.

“You know what I like?” she asked, slipping her hand into my joggers. “Tell me I’m pretty while you fuck me like a slut.”

“That’s that kinky shit. You like to be praised, huh?”

She giggled as she stood to her feet. My eyes followed her as she did a seductive twirl.Shit!She knew how fucking fine she was. Sharina couldn’t have been more than five feet six. If I had to guess, she was around a buck forty and thick in all the right places. Her chestnut-colored skin was free of blemishes. Baby had the most captivating brown eyes I’d ever seen.

“Look at me and tell me I don’t deserve to be praised,” she said.

I reached out and slapped her ass. “Damn right you do. I’d praise you like I’m trying to free myself of sin.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

She smirked as she grabbed the front of my shirt. I followed the pull of her arm as I stood to my feet. She led me down the hall to her bedroom. Once inside, she planted herself in the middle of the bed and looked up at me seductively.

She nodded toward her dresser. “Pick that up.”

I turned to see a folded piece of paper. When I opened it, I was surprised to see her latest STD screening. She was clean. Pulling out my phone, I went to the MyChart app and pulled mine up, before handing her the phone. She looked over it briefly before handing it back to me.

“Strip,” she commanded.

“That’s what type of time we on?”

“I told you. I’m not looking for love. I just wanna know if the talk is cheap or if you’re gonna be my new favorite munch.”

I bit my lip. I loved a woman who was straightforward about what she wanted. No games. No bullshit. The way her pussy was sitting up in those boy shorts told me that muthafucka was ripe for the picking. She wasn’t looking for love, and neither was I, so what was a little fucking between friends?

“Goddammit, Shar!”

I hissed as she sucked my dick like the millions of dollars it was worth. The view of her pretty, plump lips sliding up and down my shit reminded me of just how we’d gotten here. I swore up and down I was just trying to fuck. I wasn’t looking for a commitment. I wasn’t trying to have a girlfriend.

Then she put that pussy on my face and that mouth on my dick. When I slid into her for the first time, it was a wrap. Here I was, a year and some change later, in a whole ass relationship.

Sharina Nicole Gladden.

I loved her nasty ass. Not just because she was nasty, but because shorty was my best friend… my fucking ride or die. That was my baby. I felt like I met the female version of myself, and shit had been lit ever since.

“Are you gonna cum down my throat, daddy?” she asked, slapping my dick against her tongue.

“That’s where you want it?”

She bit her lip and nodded, giving me those sexy, seductive eyes.

“Open your mouth and breathe through your nose.”

She obliged me by sticking out her tongue and allowing me to ease my dick deep into her. Her eyes locked on mine as I stroked that pretty mouth. I gripped her neck with one hand and her ponytail with the other, as I fucked her throat. Saliva threatened to escape the corners of her mouth. She always took me so well and never complained.

“Good girl,” I praised her. “Good. Fucking. Girl. You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth.”

I just knew her pussy was wet as fuck. My baby had a little bit of a praise kink. Simple compliments made her nipples hard as hell. She loved when I called her pretty or told her what a good girl she was, anytime I fucked her, whether it was her mouth, her pussy, or that tight ass of hers.

I faithfully sentGood morning beautifulmessages with her weekly allowance bright and early Monday mornings. In return, she sent me pictures of her spending my money. I couldn’t lie. I liked tricking on her… loved it, even. The shit turned me on. She never asked me for anything, but I knew I was dealing with a spoiled woman. Her father was forever giving her grown ass money, so why shouldn’t the nigga she called daddy line her pockets too?

“Here it comes, baby,” I warned her.

Her nails dug into the back of my thighs as I gave her mouth one final thrust before shooting off down her throat. Not a single drop went to waste. Total fucking submission. She swallowed every bit of my nut before popping my dick out of her mouth. I yanked her up from the floor and crashed my lips into hers.

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