You Needed Me A Love Story

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hand between my legs, and began to move them around slowly while he sucked. When he’d had enough, he trailed his soft lips down my flat stomach, and then tugged on my belly ring with his perfect teeth.
    “I wanna make you cum,” he looked up into my eyes as he began to kiss my lower lips.
    He pressed my thighs against my stomach, and then began slowly making love to my center with his mouth. I loved the feeling of his lips on my body. My back arched, and I threw my head back as he began to suck on my button.
    “Tareeennzz,” I called out his government name. I’d seen this shit in plenty of movies and had heard about it, but if I had have known it felt this good I would have been gotten some head from someone.
    “Ooh shit,” he smiled and bit his lip as he watched me cum. As soon as I finished releasing, he dove back in and continued feasting.
    He had me breathing super hard, and gripping the fuck out of the sheets. My body was covered in sweat, and I knew my press was done for. I tried to move up, but he gripped my small waist tightly into his hands, and continued devouring me like a lunatic.
    “Aaaah!” I screamed louder than I knew I could as I exploded yet again. “Please TQ,” I pleaded as he kissed between my legs slowly. I tucked my bottom lip into my mouth as I watched him, not knowing what he was gonna do next.
    “You want me to fuck you?” he stood on his knees and I nodded. “No, tell me you want me to fuck you, Kimberlyn,” he demanded.
    “I want you to fuck me, TQ.”
    “After I fuck you, Kimberlyn, this pussy is mine.”
    “I know,” I nodded.
    “Don’t even think about letting another nigga fuck you or touch you.”
    Again, I nodded.
    He pushed his boxers down, and his dick popped out immediately. I felt like that shit was gonna poke me in the fucking eye. He got down off the bed to completely remove them, and then came back close to me.
    “Sit up,” he said. I sat up and he waved me over. I crawled to him on the bed, and once I got close, he began rubbing his dick on my lips. “Think of it as a popsicle. No teeth.”
    I opened my mouth slowly, and began to move my mouth down. Suddenly, he grabbed a handful of my hair, stopping me in my tracks.
    “Watch your teeth, shorty.”
    He loosened his grip on my hair, and I resumed moving my mouth down. Still clutching my hair loosely, he guided me up and down his long and thick rod, until I began to get the hang of it. Every time I forgot about my teeth, he would grip a handful of my hair tightly to let me know. Soon enough, I was able to suck without thinking, and he began humping my face.
    “Just like that Kimberlyn, fuck,” he groaned as he moved my mouth up and down his dick, still grasping my hair. “This is the only dick you suck, you hear me?” he added and I just looked up into his eyes as I continued to please him. “Shit baby, fuck,” he grumbled again. “Go as far down as you can.” He humped my face slowly and began doing so in a circular motion. All of a sudden, he grumbled loudly, and I felt a warm liquid spill into my mouth. “Take it down.”
    I did as I was told, and since it didn’t taste like anything I was fine. He laid me on my back, and reached into his drawer for a condom. I watched as he rolled it down his dick, and the sight of it made my legs tremble.
    “You good, baby?” he asked and when I nodded, he laid down on top of me.
    “TQ, I wanna be with you.” I stared into his eyes, waiting for his response.
    “Like my girlfriend?”
    “Yeah.” I knew this was moving fast, but I was always the honest type, so I had to say what I felt.
    He continued to stare down into my eyes and then pecked my lips gently before pulling away.
    “Do you know what it would be like, being the girlfriend of a nigga like me?”
    “I don’t care; I want to be.”
    He chuckled very lightly to the point where it was almost unnoticeable. He pinned my hands above my head, and I felt him poking at my hole.
    “If you wanna be my

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