The Coming
Jan7
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So you and a chick are alone chillin and her eyes start to glow a lustful hue. After the two of you finally kiss (you need to quit being shy), you both embrace the opportunity to make out and eventually find yourselves butt-ass-naked in the bed. Maaaan you better explored them curves my niggah! Ain’t no telling when you gone get this againg and suddenly, she stops...damn...you just knew you were getting some didn't you? Surprisingly, she faces you and tells you to get a condom (now we ain't try'na be pregnant during a recession so practice safe sex kids) After rolling the rubber down your shaft with a smirk on, you remember that she' s watching you and start to flex as you approach her. That is, until she pushes you down and mounts you while whispering big shit like she's gonna wear you out or something. Awwww shit! You better hold on to something niggah! She starts to ride you making all of those sexy faces that you always miss out on when you hit chicks from the back. Damn she looks yummy. You think about trying to make some sexy faces back but quickly nix that idea after coming to the conclusion that you don’t have any. She starts to really get into it throwing her head back and shit...you see her breastestisss! They’re lightly covered in sweat (not that nasty swamp looking sweat though, the sexy one when its not too much and you can't really feel it when you touch it but it makes boobies glisten and shit) moving on, you start to touchy touchy the ta-tas then you look down with a what phuck look...Damn she got SUPER wet out of noooo where. mmmm mmm biiiatch! She riding you and giving you that "yeah I know you wanna cum don't you niggah" look. You look at her and let out a sound. When held back, the sound felt like a roar but, when released, it sounded like a little bitch ass whimper damn...she looks at you like "yeah I know I'm da shit fool" and you start thinking to yourself...this is a got-dang shame I can't go out like this.” Right before you reach the top, you focus every last ounce of energy on your keagles (you know what you done started right?) She starts riding harder and doing some ole craaaaaaazy ish with her hips...you start breathing real hard because you wanna bust SOOO bad but you can't because she continues to give you that effing look with that stupid smirk like she's challenging you. Muhammad Ali starts saying “I’m the greatest of all time” in your head as you return the challenge look. After more of this torturous ecstasy, your keagles sends a priority telegram to your brain via your nerves and the message is “FUCKA THIS! A niggah can't hold on any more! Oh I get it, you thought you were Hercules in this bitch huh? Well I'm fin to let go.” Within nanoseconds your brain starts to argue with the muscles below and beg them to try and hold on juuuust a little longer and amidst all of this time sensitive negotiation and moans and hot sweet jungle looove (lmfao at that one) she lets out a ferocious, guttural moan and stops riding as her body becomes stiff and her legs start to shake uncontrollably. What? Oh YES! She came first! A big ass goofy smile starts to paint your face as you dream of different victory dances. You let go of yours and after a few more seconds, she rolls on her side. You let her enjoy her orgasm in peace while you go to the bathroom to dispose all the little kids from the “We are the World” videos (no turkey basting going on tonight chick!) When you return, you rub her back and tell her "that was good baby" then she hits you hard as hell with a pillow!
DAMN I LOVE IT!