Free A Pimp In Pumps by Nika Michelle Page A

Damn, the moment was so intense that I forgot what I was even mad about in the first place. It was funny how a good orgasm could mess with your emotions. At first I was ready to leave him alone for good and now I was spread eagle with his handsome face between my legs.
                  I tried to push him away from my quivering pussy, but he kept right on sucking.
                  “Mal, baby, damn.” What was he trying to prove?
                  “Shhh, cum for me one more time. You know you want to.” There was a sly grin on his face as he went back down. “Now open it up for daddy.”
                  I used my fingers to spread my wet pussy lips, exposing the hard sensitivity that dwelled between them. His tongue softly flickered over it and then he used his mouth as a sort of suction cup and started sucking. That shit was so incredible and when he pushed the hood of my clit back and started sucking tenderly in the right spot, it was over.
                  “Fuck!! Oh…my…Mal…mmm…ahhh…” I started grinding and rotating my pelvis in circles, hungry for the warm, tingling feeling that was threatening to take over my body.
                  Damn, I didn’t know how much I needed that shit. It felt like I was floating on a cloud as I came again. Tears flowed from my eyes as they rolled back in my head. The pleasure was something that I could not describe as it flowed over my anatomy like a hit of heroin. I’d never tried that shit before, but I’d heard a few junkies describe it as a full body orgasm. That nigga Kamal was my heroin. Addiction was complex and I was definitely emotionally and physically attached to him.
                  “One more,” he whispered before sliding his middle, and pointer fingers deep inside of my wetness.
                  “Uhhh…Mal…” My body writhed around on the bed because I was spent and I couldn’t take anymore. “I’m literally weak right now.”
                  That didn’t stop him. His soft, warm tongue found that spot in no time and he went in. A few sloppy, loud slurps later my body was jerking and I was trying my best to get away from him.  His lips were all wet and there was a mischievous look on his face as he stared at me. He knew that he’d turned me out with that shit and I was breathing all hard as I stared back at him in awe.
                  “You good?” He asked moving closer to me.
                  I held my thighs together tightly. “Yes.”
                  He chuckled. “You already know you might as well open up, ‘cause I’m gettin’ some of that pussy.”
                  A smile crept up on my face as I kissed his lips that tasted like my womanhood. As I licked my lips he put my hand on his hardness.
                  “Feel that?”
                  I nodded. “You know I’m gonna ride you ‘till you bust good as hell all up in it, but you gotta let my shit calm down. Damn. You didn’t have to eat my pussy like that.” It was hard to pretend like I was mad.
                  “Yes, I did.” His face was all serious as he stared into my eyes. “I know that it don’t prove my love to you, but it shows it. I love the way you taste ma. That pussy’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever had on my tongue. Fuck it. I love everything about you. It’s not just the sex. I mean, the sex is fuckin’ crazy, but it ain’t all we got between us. Just know that I got you ma. No matter what happens, I’ll always have your back.”
                  We kissed again, but that time he gave me the tongue.
                  “Mmm,” I moaned into his mouth before sucking my sweet juices from his lips.
                  After that I laid back and put my legs behind my head. My pussy was spread wide open in his face, all juicy and