Page 91 of Anything Necessary for Her
“Let me?—”
“I got it. You just bend over.” He cut me off, moving my laptop and notebook from the bed, setting it on the nightstand. He then undressed, making me almost drool at the sight of his muscular but lean and towery frame dipped in brown.
Before I even had my face on the pillow good, Low was behind me, tugging my boy shorts down. When I was about to move so he could get them completely off, he spanked me hard,letting me know not to make a move, so my shorts remained halfway down, resting on my calves.
“Ah!” I moaned when he held my ass cheeks apart then licked from my clit up to my asshole, sticking his tongue inside. It was a new, unfamiliar sensation, but I wasn’t going to complain.
After brushing the thick head of his dick against my clit and all through my messy wetness, he started pushing inside of me, keeping hold of my ass in his big hands as he did so.
“Fuck,” he grumbled, working his way inside of me and stretching me as far as I could go, maybe more.
“Wait,” I whimpered, putting my hand back to help guide him by the abs, but he moved my hand away abruptly.
Kneading my ass cheeks in his hands, he started to fuck me deeply, making me cry out and grip the sheets of my bed. His body hitting my clit was so perfect, making it a bit easier to ignore the slight pain I still felt from his size. This position was still a little uncomfortable for me.
Every time I wanted to reach back and control him, I instead gripped the sheets, biting my lip so I wouldn’t be too loud, but it was no fucking use. I started to cum all over him, yelling out as he hit me deeply. He paused inside of me, causing me to attempt to move away, but he gripped my shoulder and brought me back flush to him, shoving his dick back in fully before spanking me.
“Don’t run, Peep. Take this dick like a good girl.” He started stroking me again. “Fuck. This pussy so wet.” He groaned, spanking and groping my ass every now and again as he fucked me at a medium pace but hard.
Just as I was about to cum again, he stopped.
“What are you doing?” I whined.
“Push back on it. If you want it, throw that shit back, Peep,” he ordered, so I did just that, starting off slowly until I found my rhythm.
When he began moaning out of pure pleasure, I did it faster, resting at the base of him every now and again.
“Oh my gosh!” I cried out, throwing my ass back against him and making our skin clap together as I rode out my third orgasm.
“You gon’ make me nut, fuck. Hold up, Peep.” He tried to plead, but I didn’t listen, clamping down on his shaft as I threw my pussy back.
Low started to match my strokes, holding my ass tightly in his hands as he pounded my pussy from behind. I couldn’t keep up, losing our competition as my body shook from creaming on him.
He didn’t slow up, his thumb circling my asshole and making me bite my lip. Before I knew it, he applied pressure before pushing his thumb inside. The feel of his dick being deep inside of me, beating my pussy up while his balls tapped my clit and his thumb played in uncharted territory caused a feeling so great to come over me that my mouth hung open in euphoric shock.
I came so hard that Low commented in admiration before saying, “You squirted, Peep.”
I couldn’t respond because I was too overwhelmed and feeling high as hell as Low fucked the shit out of me before yanking out and releasing onto my back. He slowly French kissed my pussy and ass for a bit, biting and sucking on my cheeks here and there.
Finally, as I collapsed to the bed, spent, Low went to get a warm towel to clean me off with.
“The bed is wet now.” I complained as he walked his naked ass back from the bathroom.
“Get on my side until we can change the sheets, Peep.” He smiled, and I rolled over until I felt like my legs were strong enough for me to go pee. We both fully cleaned up, then returned to the bed to relax for a bit. “You a freak for real, Peep.”
“I am not!” I screeched, giggling as he stared me down, licking his lips. I was so embarrassed about squirting for some reason.
“You are. I can’t believe you squirted. Wasn’t a lot, but that shit was sexy, especially coming from that pretty shit you got.Fuck. I keep replaying the sight in my head. You ain’t do that shit any of the times I fucked you until I put my thumb in yo’ ass.”
“Shut up!” I swatted him, but he blocked it, before yanking me toward him for a kiss.
The fact that it clearly turned him on made me feel better about it since he was the only man I worried about impressing or turning on.
“So you like that?”
“I guess so.” I smirked, making him mirror my gesture but more salaciously.
“The thought of another nigga experiencing that shit . . . I’m dead ass when I say I would kill him, Peep.”
