Page 34 of Only Fans
“Oh yeah, I almost didn’t call you back since you rudely hung up in my face. You straight, ‘cause it sounded like some shit popped off.”
“I’m so sorry about hanging up on you, and shit did pop off.”
“Word!” Jamal chuckled.
“Ain’t no tellin’ how much of our conversation she overheard, but long story short we got into it bad. We fought and all. I basically got put out the hospital just like you and she was the aggressor.”
“Damn, I’m not surprised. I don’t know what she’s trippin’ over. She kicked me to the curb. I’m not understanding why she so pressed about me and you. You sure you straight, shawty?”
“My adrenaline was pumping something serious, but I’m good.”
“Damn! I texted you my address. Come through and let me make it up to you.”
“That sounds good, but I need to go home to take a shower and change my clothes first. After that though, I’ll head your way. Is that cool?”
“Yeah, make sure you wear something sexy. I’ve been thinking about that wet-wet ever since I saw you earlier.”
“Stop it! All you were thinking about earlier was Tatiana and Reggie. You didn’t give a damn about me.”
“That’s not true at all. I needed to let your girl know she was foul. Certain shit I just can’t let slide but fuck her and Reggie. Let’s just focus on you and me. You down with that?” Jamal asked putting a smile on my face.
“Yeah, I’m down with that.”
“Don’t forget to wear something sexy.”
Giggling then hanging up, I headed home so that I could freshen up for my hot date. It was crazy how much had gone down in just a short period of time.
#LaterThatNight
“Dem steak hoagies were the shit! Thanks for hooking ya boy up.”
“You’re welcome. I figured since you supplyin’ the weed, I’ll grab us some food.”
“You sure is wearing the hell out that jersey dress, got damn!” Jamal complimented looking me up and down while licking his thick luscious lips.
We had just finished eating and were now sitting in his living room. I was searching for a movie to watch while he rolled a few Backwoods for us to smoke. I was so turned on that I could hardly think straight and the fact that he was half-naked didn’t help. Jamal was sitting next to me with no shirt on, showcasing his round muscular shoulders, broad back which was super sexy to me, broad hairless chest and six pack and he had this manly smell mixed with the faint remnants of his Coach cologne. When I first arrived at Jamal’s house, I was a nervous wreck, but now I was ready to make the first move and jump his bones.
“Thanks, you over there lookin’ like a whole snack,” I flirted.
After licking then sealing the blunt, he looked over to me. I stared into his eyes after looking over all the scratches on the side of his face and neck from the fight earlier.
“It looks like I’ve been in a fight with a cat.” Jamal said, breaking our moment with a joke causing me to laugh.
“Hell, I can’t talk ‘cause I fought that same crazy ass cat also,” I laughed.
Jamal laughed, too, but at the same time the way he was looking at me made me feel like he was concerned. I had endured a long scratch and bruise on the left side of my face, along with a few bruises on my forearms and one of my eyes were bloodshot. I didn’t have a black eye, during the fight Tatiana popped me in the eye with one of her nails. My lip was busted also, but you couldn’t tell because I was wearing a nude shade lipstick and gloss.
“You too sexy to be out in these streets fighting over a nigga. Especially when the nigga you fighting over wants you just as much as you want him.” Licking his lips, then lighting the blunt, I watched him take a toke. When he went to pass me the blunt, instead of taking it from his hands, I climbed on his lap then gave him a shotgun.
I made sure to open my legs as wide as I could so that my dress could hike up to my butt. Jamal was wearing a pair of black cotton Champion lounging pants with no draws making it easy to feel his meaty monster that was resting on his upper thigh. The fact that I wasn’t wearing any panties made for easy access. After giving him a shot gun, I took two hits of the blunt, before giving him a second shotgun. He took the blunt and ashed it out in the ashtray that was next to us then put it on the table in front of us all while I was sitting on his lap tongue kissing him.
Moving from his lips to his neck, he began to moan letting me know he was enjoying the pleasure I was giving him. Reachinginto the front of his pants, I pulled his monster out and began to stroke it.
“Ouu…shit!” Jamal hissed as he took control and started passionately kissing my neck.
From the way he was sucking I knew he was going to leave behind a passion mark, but I didn’t care. Grabbing the base of my dress, he pulled it up and over my head, then took one of my breasts into his hands and began to lick then suck my nipple making my yoni gush with wetness. He had discovered one of my spots. I wanted to give him a little sloppy top, but my yoni was purring and throbbing with anticipation. Raising up then sliding down his erect penis, we both moaned out loudly in bliss.
As soon as his penis hit the base of my vagina, I went to work giving Jamal some of my best riding performance of all time. Last night was good enough for us both to want more, but I was on a mission to make sure tonight will be memorable. I worked my hips and vagina muscles as Jamal laid his head on the back of the couch moaning and groaning.
