Dallas responded.
“What do you want, Dallas?”
“You keep in touch with Troy?” she asked.
“Occasionally. Why?”
“I spoke to him the other day. He was asking me questions, and I was just curious about the conversations the two of you had.”
“Dallas, what the fuck do you want? Since that bullshit you pulled while I was there, I’m not really feeling this friendship. We don’t have anything to discuss.”
“I apologized for what happened. You won’t let that shit go,” she said.
“No, because you’re full of shit. Have been for a long time. I’ve moved on and you should too.”
“Well, I just wanted you to know that I still love Troy and whatever is up—”
“Dallas, stop with the rambling. Troy doesn’t give a fuck about you. He never has. His words, not mine. I’m done fucking with you, bitch. Don’t call me again,” I said.
• • •
By the time I finished my bath, Dorian had called asking to come over. I was sleepy, had to get up early to meet with a client and make breakfast with Loren. When I told him I had an out-of-town guest, he agreed to treat us to breakfast the next morning if I would let him stop by. It wasn’t the offer to buy breakfast that intrigued me but the thought of climaxing without having to pull out my Pocket Rabbit for a quick fix. I could use Dorian to get high, so I invited him over.
I was wearing a teddy that I purchased from Lover’s Lane. It came with a matching thong and thigh highs, which I loved to wear. He loved seeing me in Manolo Blahniks with my attire on. It made his dick hard instantly. When he called and told me he was around the corner, I unlocked the door for him to let himself in.
Dorian opened the door. I was waiting for him with two glasses of wine at the top of the stairs. When he reached me, I poured some of the wine into his mouth, then he kissed me, transferring some of it back to me.
He slid my thong over with his tongue, tasting my pussy inside and out. He licked the lips and sucked my clit until it became swollen and juices flowed from my slit.
Three of his fingers entered my pussy while his tongue circled one of my breasts. He massaged my pussy with one hand as the other penetrated my asshole. That shit made me cum like crazy. I was dripping all over his hand when he licked the shit off, flipped me over, and stuck his dick in my ass.
The benefit of Dorian having a smaller dick was that my ass engulfed it with no resistance. I wasn’t a fan of anal sex, had tried it a couple of times with my high school sweetheart. I would do it though if you caught me in the right mood because the sensitivity in my anal cavity when a nice dick or finger entered it gave me riveting orgasms that were to die for. Dorian discovered that and had been taking advantage of it.
I’d been practicing different techniques on Dorian that I planned to use on Troy. Dorian loved it when I sat on his dick and gave him a reverse ride. He would scratch up my back and gasp for air while I bounced and rotated my hips. That was one of the few positions where I gained satisfaction with him.
After we finished fucking, we lay in each other’s arms. It wasn’t long before Dorian was knocked out. I slipped out of the bed and called Troy.
“Hello. Did I catch you at a bad time?” I asked.
“No. What’s up, girlfriend?” he asked.
“Just thinking of you.”
“I was going to call you but thought it was too late. I have something to tell you,” he replied.
“For the record, you can call me anytime, and what do you have to tell me?” I asked, sounding cheerful like a fat kid with a piece of cake.
“I have my ticket to come see you. I’ll be there the first week of November. I’m going to stay for seven days.”
My heart stopped. We had discussed Troy coming to visit but hadn’t finalized any of it. I was so excited, my pussy was aching just at the thought of having Troy to myself for a week.
“Really? I’m looking forward to it. That’s an
“What do you want, Dallas?”
“You keep in touch with Troy?” she asked.
“Occasionally. Why?”
“I spoke to him the other day. He was asking me questions, and I was just curious about the conversations the two of you had.”
“Dallas, what the fuck do you want? Since that bullshit you pulled while I was there, I’m not really feeling this friendship. We don’t have anything to discuss.”
“I apologized for what happened. You won’t let that shit go,” she said.
“No, because you’re full of shit. Have been for a long time. I’ve moved on and you should too.”
“Well, I just wanted you to know that I still love Troy and whatever is up—”
“Dallas, stop with the rambling. Troy doesn’t give a fuck about you. He never has. His words, not mine. I’m done fucking with you, bitch. Don’t call me again,” I said.
• • •
By the time I finished my bath, Dorian had called asking to come over. I was sleepy, had to get up early to meet with a client and make breakfast with Loren. When I told him I had an out-of-town guest, he agreed to treat us to breakfast the next morning if I would let him stop by. It wasn’t the offer to buy breakfast that intrigued me but the thought of climaxing without having to pull out my Pocket Rabbit for a quick fix. I could use Dorian to get high, so I invited him over.
I was wearing a teddy that I purchased from Lover’s Lane. It came with a matching thong and thigh highs, which I loved to wear. He loved seeing me in Manolo Blahniks with my attire on. It made his dick hard instantly. When he called and told me he was around the corner, I unlocked the door for him to let himself in.
Dorian opened the door. I was waiting for him with two glasses of wine at the top of the stairs. When he reached me, I poured some of the wine into his mouth, then he kissed me, transferring some of it back to me.
He slid my thong over with his tongue, tasting my pussy inside and out. He licked the lips and sucked my clit until it became swollen and juices flowed from my slit.
Three of his fingers entered my pussy while his tongue circled one of my breasts. He massaged my pussy with one hand as the other penetrated my asshole. That shit made me cum like crazy. I was dripping all over his hand when he licked the shit off, flipped me over, and stuck his dick in my ass.
The benefit of Dorian having a smaller dick was that my ass engulfed it with no resistance. I wasn’t a fan of anal sex, had tried it a couple of times with my high school sweetheart. I would do it though if you caught me in the right mood because the sensitivity in my anal cavity when a nice dick or finger entered it gave me riveting orgasms that were to die for. Dorian discovered that and had been taking advantage of it.
I’d been practicing different techniques on Dorian that I planned to use on Troy. Dorian loved it when I sat on his dick and gave him a reverse ride. He would scratch up my back and gasp for air while I bounced and rotated my hips. That was one of the few positions where I gained satisfaction with him.
After we finished fucking, we lay in each other’s arms. It wasn’t long before Dorian was knocked out. I slipped out of the bed and called Troy.
“Hello. Did I catch you at a bad time?” I asked.
“No. What’s up, girlfriend?” he asked.
“Just thinking of you.”
“I was going to call you but thought it was too late. I have something to tell you,” he replied.
“For the record, you can call me anytime, and what do you have to tell me?” I asked, sounding cheerful like a fat kid with a piece of cake.
“I have my ticket to come see you. I’ll be there the first week of November. I’m going to stay for seven days.”
My heart stopped. We had discussed Troy coming to visit but hadn’t finalized any of it. I was so excited, my pussy was aching just at the thought of having Troy to myself for a week.
“Really? I’m looking forward to it. That’s an
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