Nasty Girls by Erick S. Gray

want, baby,” he said.
    â€œYou do? And what’s that?” I asked, trying to play along.
    He slowly unwrapped his towel and dropped it to the floor, stood butt naked in front of me. “You lookin’ for this?” he asked, smirking down at me.
    I tried not to smile, but I couldn’t help it. His big dick dangled in front of me like an anaconda swinging from a tree. My baby got the body of a god.
    â€œYou like this, right?”
    I sighed.
    â€œDon’t front, Jade. . . . He takes care of you,” James said, confidently.
    â€œHe a’ight,” I said, resting my back against the headboard.
    James slowly gripped his big dick and started stroking himself gently. I hadn’t had sex in days. I was so busy looking after Shy and making sure that she was okay that I forgot to take careof my womanly needs. And right now, my thighs were tingling and my vagina felt really vibrant.
    James came closer to me, and his dick got harder. He climbed onto the bed and approached me hungrily. The mattress sunk in a little as his thick frame rested against it. I just sat there and waited.
    He grabbed me by my thighs and pulled me toward him.
    â€œWhat you doing?” I asked, staring up at him.
    â€œYou know what I want, baby,” he said.
    He hovered over me, and I removed my panties and tossed them to the floor. James smiled. “That’s my girl.”
    â€œI’m your girl, huh?” I stated.
    â€œYou know you are, baby,” he said with passion in his voice.
    I smiled.
    â€œJust me and you, Jade . . . no one else. One day, we gonna get married and have kids. I promise you that shit. I’m gonna quit the game one day, and we gonna do us,” he assured me. “I ain’t tryin’ to get locked up like Roscoe, and be away from my girl so long. It ain’t happenin’. I’d go crazy if I don’t see your face every day.”
    I swear, a huge smile spread across my face, and I felt like I was on cloud nine.
    â€œYou promise?” I asked.
    â€œI promise,” he returned.
    It felt like a waterfall was rushing in between my legs. I wanted this man so fucking bad. I wanted to fuck until we couldn’t fuck anymore. He leaned forward, and our lips connected and we started to kiss and tongue each other passionately. His warm fresh breath filled my mouth lovingly as our tongues entwined.
    â€œRoll over on your back, baby,” I said.
    That smile James gave me . . . he knew what was up. He did so quickly, and his erection stood erect like a flagpole. I made my way down to his stomach, kissing him soothingly until my mouth came across his manhood. And I gulped him down like fine wine. I tried to take all of the dick in my mouth, deep-throating him, but the most I could take in was seven inches of his erection. But the way my man moaned, whined, and quivered, clutching the sheets, I knew my head game was on point. I was sucking my man’s dick until his forehead caved in.
    â€œBaby, stop,” James pleaded. “You gonna make a nigga come up in your jaw, you keep suckin’ me like that.”
    I smiled.
    â€œCan’t handle a lil’ suction, baby?” I teased.
    He blew a satisfied breath of air out his mouth. My job was done. James still laid on his back, and I wanted him to remain like that. I straddled my legs around him and let his erection enter me slowly.
    I moaned the more dick he put into me. Shit, a bitch may be petite, but believe me, I can ride some dick, and James definitely knows it. He clutched my waist, as my hands rested against his thick smooth chest and my ass bounced up and down against him, and gyrated my hips against his broad pelvis.
    Twenty minutes into our fucking, with me still riding him, James uttered, “Baby, I’m gonna come . . . shit . . . I’m coming!”
    I didn’t stop. I rode him faster and faster till James clutched my hips tightly, quivered, and grunted