Anthony sat up on his elbow and stared at me. “Listen, this is getting kind of old for me.”
I gazed into his eyes and then down at his rock-hard, eight-inch dick with a five-inch circumference. Yeah, I had measured that billy with a tape measure before. “Doesn’t look like Marcus Junius Brutus is getting tired of fucking me.”
Anthony couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m not even going to ask.”
“Marcus Junius Brutus? The Roman politician and traitor who conspired to kill Julius Caesar and then later committed suicide.” I grabbed hold of his dick and started giving him a hand job. Pre-cum was already leaking from the head. “Yes, your dick has betrayed you. You may want to holler at him about that after I leave for dinner.”
“Do you have a dinner appointment or a dinner date?”
Oh, hell to the no! You’re going to question me?
“Since you feel the need to keep asking the same irrelevant question, I’ll simply say that it’s the same thing.”
“No, it is not the same thing. I’ll bet you have a date. You want to fuck me but date someone else? That’s some crazy-ass shit. I’ve always been good to you, Jemistry. At least I’ve tried. You’re the one who insisted on making this all about fucking.”
I sighed. “Anthony, not to offend, but you’re beginning to sound like a side chick. You need to stay in your lane and continue to accept the role you signed up for. We agreed to be fuck buddies. So when I’m horny, I come over here to fuck you.”
He sighed like he was mad, but the Negro was fingering my pussy at the same time. He was weak for my snapper and he understood it.
“I don’t disrespect you, or come over here unannounced,” I continued. “I already told you. When and if you meet a woman you want to commit to, simply tell me, and it’s over. I’ll go cold turkey off your dick. Now do you want me to leave or are you going to break out the condoms so we can have a party?”
Anthony got a condom out of his nightstand and ripped it open with his teeth. I put it on wi
th my mouth and sucked him off for a few moments. Winsome was wrong. I did suck dick with condoms but she was right about the dental dam thing. There was no way that I was serving up pussy through plastic.
I sucked on him until he was about to explode in the condom and then stopped. “Lie down on the bed,” I ordered.
“I thought you wanted me to hit it from the back,” he said.
“Just do what the fuck I say!”
He laughed. “Look at you, trying to go gangster.”
“I am gangster.” I pushed him down on the bed. “You’re moving too damn slow.”
“What you gonna do? Ride this dick?”
“Yeah, I’m going to ride it until you bust wide open like my little bitch. Now spread your fucking legs.”
Anthony looked shocked. “Spread my legs?”
“Just do it!”
I picked up his left leg and tossed it to the side. Then I climbed on top of him, put my left leg between his legs behind me and placed my right leg on the outside of his right arm with my foot up by his head. Then I went to town on the dick and got my workout on at the same time.
Anthony started panting, gasping, and sweating.
“You like this pussy?” I asked. “Tell me how much you love this pussy!”
“Oh, yeah. I love it,” he managed to get out between trying to navigate my hips up and down and lift his bottom half to pound up into me. “You love this dick?”
I didn’t respond, fucking with his ego.
“You love this dick?” he asked again.
“Hmm, it’s mediocre,” I finally said. “You’re still a rookie in training, but you’re improving.”
He laughed. “I’m going to put you over my knee and spank you after I get this nut out.”