Roll up, roll down.
“Ma-Ma-Menace May I,” Coffee cried.
I shook my head. “Nah, baby, a nigga’s in motion.”
I lifted her leg higher, and my hips began moving faster. I used the hand on her hip to remove the black strap from my shoulders. I swung that bitch, and it went right around her neck. “Baby, your pussy feels so good on this dick.”
She moaned. “Ooo Menace, you're giving good Christmas dick.”
I let her leg go, and she leaned forward, pulling herself away from my dick. “What the fuck!”
“Sit!” she demanded.
“The fuck! Coffee bend yo ass over.”
“Menace, may I ride that dick?” she asked.
My brow raised. I almost broke my neck to sit the fuck down. That was her last time stopping a nigga from getting his nut. It was almost Christmas, and a nigga still had yet to get off his Ho-Ho-Ho.
COFFEE
If Chase wanted a show, I was going to give him one. Although I was having a good time, these nipple clamps were killing me, but for him, I was enduring the pain. When he sat on the couch, I turned my back to him and eased down onto his dick nice and slow. The way he let out a sharp breath, I knew it wouldn’t be long before he would come.
The way I was positioned, I could feel him deep inside me. I leaned back and pressed my body against his chest as I went to work.
Circle, back, then forth.
“Don’t cum until I tell you,” he grunted in my ear.
Circle, back, then forth.
Suddenly, the stinging sensation in my nipples made me cry out in a moan. Chase started tugging at them with one hand and rubbing my clit with the other. “Look into the camera, Nemo,” he gritted.
I couldn’t even speak. With the pain from the clamps and the pleasure of having my pussy rubbed, I didn’t know what to do.
Circle, back, then forth.
“Oo, shit!” I shouted.
He sank his teeth into my shoulders, then he whispered in my ear, “That’s right, oo shit.”
The way Chase and I were moving on the couch, you would've thought we were stirring macaroni and cheese. He bit into my skin so hard I could feel his teeth marks embedded in my back. My body lurched forward as I pressed against his thighs and bounced on his dick like a porn star.
“Nemo, breathe and hold on.”
Suddenly, he pulled himself up from the couch, with one arm around my waist and the other tugging at the strap around my neck. Chase pushed my body forward and then slammed me back down onto his dick. “Breathe, baby!” he grunted.
He pushed me back up again, easing a bit of pressure from my neck, just enough for me to take in a quick breath before he tightened his hold and brought me back down.
The shit was happening so fast, I didn’t know whether to breathe or cum.
Swing forward, circle down.
“Breathe!”he shouted.
Swing forward, circle down.
I sipped air.
