“I got something that’ll make you feel better,” I said, kissing her lips.
“And what’s that?” she asked, moving her head to the side.
I didn’t even answer her, I just moved up closer and kissed her on those suckable ass lips of hers. Her tongue danced with mine and I knew she could feel my dick poking her ass in her stomach. I pulled back and lifted her shirt from over her head. I swear to God I was in love with my wife’s titties. I sucked on her nipples soft, trying my best not to cause any discomfort.
“Hmmm baby,” she moaned out loud, so I used that as my opportunity to pull her shorts down. No need to fuck around, I squatted down and starting feasting on that pretty ass pregnant pussy. I had to hold her up by her hips, because she kept moving around and I was scared her ass was going to damn fall. I kept flicking my tongue over her clit, back and forth, trying to bring her orgasm closer–shit, a nigga was ready to knock some shit out the fuckin frame.
“Oh fuck! Ahhhhh!” she screamed and my tongue swirled around her clit, slurping up them juices. I watched as her legs trembled uncontrollably, and I had to stand up and hold her lil ass. After I stood up, I pulled down my polo boxers and let her see how hard she had me right now. I could see the lust all in her eyes and I knew my baby was ready to get dicked down.
“Turn your ass around,” I said, slapping her on the ass real hard.
She obeyed and turned around and placed both her hands on the wall, bent over, and poked out that plump ass booty. I rubbed the tip of my dick against her clit and I watched how her body shuddered at the feeling.
“Hmmm baby, that dick is so hard” she moaned, and then I slowly pushed that shit in, giving her an inch at a time.
“Fuck girl!” I grunted at how unbelievably tight she was. Her shit was sucking up my whole fuckin dick. I knew exactly how to work that pussy too, she liked them slow and deep strokes because she wanted to feel every fuckin thing. I watched as she threw that shit back at me, and I put both my hands up and let me baby work. This was her show and her dick, and if she wanted to get nasty with it, by all means, help yourself baby girl.
“Dammit Tyyyy…oooohhhh,” she said out of breath, but not once did she stop bouncing that ass up and down on that dick. I taught Ka’lani all this shit right here. She knew exactly how to fuck her nigga. Couldn’t no other bitch come close to fuckin me the way my wife could. When I heard that pussy start making that nasty squishing sound, I knew she was about to start cumming and so was I.
“Mmmm my spot...my spotttt baby!” she screamed, and I watched as her body shook and she placed her head on her arm on the wall, trying to catch her breath. I spread her ass cheeks apart, making sure all my seeds went in there.
I watched as her body heaved up and down, and I stood behind her naked body and planted kisses all over the back of her neck.
“Keep man handling me like that and you gon’ fuck this baby right out of me,” Lani joked.
“Shut your ass up girl. I ain’t gon’ lie, that shit was good as fuck, no lie baby,” I told her.
She turned around and wrapped both of her arms around my neck, and I picked her up as she wrapped her feet around my waist.
“I love you so much baby,” Lani told me, kissing me all over my face.
“I love you too, spoiled ass little girl,” I said and she slapped me upside my head.
God knows I love this girl right here, hell even a blind person could tell that. This woman right here is my everything and I swear for God, I would lay down my life for her because honestly, I just loved her that much. Growing up, Lani had numerous occasions on where she could had left me, but she never did, and because of that the love I have for her is unconditional. I ain’t gon’ lie, I may fuck up every now and then, but I could tell you one thing, I’ll never as long as I’m living cheat on my wife!
Chapter 9: Tisha
Sunday morning, the girls and I had decided to go to IHOP for breakfast. Otis couldn’t seem to wake his ass up this morning, so my princess would be coming with me. My baby girl has gotten so big now. She was now seven months and she swear she was running shit. I guess you can say that she gets that from me. We were on our way to IHOP and we were running late. As I drove, I looked back at my baby and she was staring out the window. She looked so pretty in her tan Gucci shorts with her white Gucci shirt and her Gucci sandals. I had her hair in two pony tails.
We parked, and I got out and went to the back of the car to get my baby. We headed inside the restaurant and I spotted my girls in the back, running their mouths as usual. I was carrying my baby along with my Louis Vuitton bag on my other shoulder.
“I swear your ass is always late,” Tamika said, going in.
“Bitch hush, I had to get my baby ready,” I said, sitting down.
“Give me her,” Lani said, reaching out to take the baby.
“I already ordered for you,” Lani said, playing with Harmony.
“Thanks sis,” I said.
While we waited for the food, we made small talk. I was texting Otis and engaged in a heated sexual conversation with him. I don’t know when he woke his ass up but when he did, he must have realized that I wasn’t there and texted me talking about why didn’t he get his morning dose of pussy? I swear that man never ceased to amaze me with his horny ass. I swear I’m going to fuck around and get pregnant again, because that man keeps my ass on my damn toes. It’s gotten to the point where I come down to the club and go to his office for a quickie. I happened to look up and that’s when I noticed Symone. She walked in with an older man that looked exactly like her.
“Lani look,” I said, signaling her with my head.
She looked over and from her facial expression, she looked as if she had just seen a fuckin ghost. I stared at them for a little minute before she focused her attention back on us.
“Who is that man she’s with?” I asked, being nosey.