《ONLYFANS |Chris Brown|》017
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Before he could finish his sentence I smashed my lips onto his. It's been a minute since I had some dick and I wasn't one to act hard to get. Women want sex just as much as men do.
I had one hand on the back of his neck to keep some balance. I was kneeling just an inch away from the edge of the bed and even with him standing up he still had to slightly lean down to kiss me.
Q places his cold hand on my hip and pulls our bodies closer to each other. He pulls away from the kiss and starts to pull off his t-shirt. He bit his lip as I began to unbuckle his belt before unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper. I could feel my clit throbbing at this point. She was ready for him to give her some attention.
He licks his lips as he looks down at me. This man is just so fine him making eye contact with me had my lady bits turning into a slip and slide. He lifts my chin slightly and leans in again.
His other hand started to roam around my body before finding its home inside my panties.
He gripped my left ass cheek tightly and then started to rub his middle finger over my entrance. I moaned into his mouth as he continued to tease me.
"You're so fucking wet" Q said lowly. Hearing him say that just made me melt against his body even more.
"Take these off" He says tugging on the trim of my panties.
"Take em off me" I replied to him. He starts to pull them down and I got off my knees and sat down on my butt so he could pull them all the way off. I slowly eased my way further onto the bed. He climbed onto the bed and spread my legs apart. I leaned back against my elbows to watch him.
He french kissed both inner thighs and I watched attentively anticipating for him to lick me down there like he did yesterday.
I gasped as I could feel his breath on my lips. He kisses her but then goes back to kissing my thighs.
"Quincy please" I cried out tossing my head back and just laid back completely onto the bed.
"What?" He asked looking up at me. He kisses the sides, "Tell me what to do baby"
"My clit is throbbing. Just touch it. Fuck. Do something" I squeezed my eyes closed to mentally prepare myself for my soul to be snatched again. I laid for a second and he wasn't doing anything.
My eyes quickly opened and I was ready to fight at this point. "What the fu-
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Before I could even finish my sentence or even sit up all the way he started to suck on my clit, completely taking my breath away.
"Oooh" I moaned collapsing back onto the bed. His tongue moved in circles around my clit causing my eyes to roll back into my skull. My lips parted but no sound even managed to escape.
I gripped the sheets tightly to stop myself from running but that didn't stop my lower half from squirming. He locked his arms around my legs and pulled me down even closer to his face.
"I- okay stop. Fuck. I- shit. Fuck!" I cursed. I couldn't even form a sentence.
I knew that if I came from the head it would take a lot of work to make me cum from penetration or make me cum at all. I want to see what the dick is hitting for so I needed to save my nut.
All the niggas I've ever been with hasn't been able to make me cum again after giving me head. If they did manage to do it, it took forever for it to even happen. It got to the point where I just had to say fuck the foreplay all together, just dive right in.
I started to push his head away as I got closer to my climax. I moaned loudly and my legs started to twitch as I came. He let go of my legs and they were still twitching as my body was still trying to reset.
Q climbed off the bed and I watched as he walked over to his bag. He pulled a box of condoms and opened it up before pulling one out. He held it between his teeth as he pulled off his jeans and boxer briefs.
As soon as it popped out, I sat up. He always gave off big dick energy but chile, I never mentally prepared for it to be a reality.
"What?" He chuckled. He knew that shit was big.
"Umm that's not gon fit" I frowned just staring at it.
I never caught a full glimpse at it in the shower and I really wish I had.
"I know what I'm doing" He laughs. He tosses me the condom before climbing onto the bed and kneeling in front of me. I opened the wrapper with my teeth and looked up at him as I slowly rolled the condom down his shaft.
"You wanna get on top?"
"Fuck no" I exclaimed causing him to laugh.
"Yo ass is dramatic" Q laughed as he pushed me down on to the bed. He leans down and kisses my lips, he bit down on my bottom lip and I could feel him pressing against my entrance. I instantly tensed up, I knew it was about to hurt. This nigga had me feeling like a virgin again.
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He pulls away from the kiss and looks at me, "Relax"
I nod my head and closed my eyes trying to calm myself down. "Nah look at me" He tells me. I opened my eyes and he looked me in the eyes. We just stared at each other. He was making it so hard for me not to fall in love with his ass already. I could feel him at my entrance again and he just continued looking me lustfully in the eyes as he slid himself in slowly.
It wasn't the fact that he was long that was scaring me. He has some girth to him as well. Miss Mamas ain't never been stretched that wide.
"Relax" Q repeats before kissing me again. I could feel him slowly inching his way inside. He lets himself sit inside of me for a little bit so Miss Mamas could adjust to his size before he began to stroke slowly.
He pulled away from the kiss and looked at me, "You good?" He asked me. I nodded my head. "Let me know when to stop"
Damn I wish I would've lost my virginity to this nigga. He's being all sweet and gentle. The nigga I lost it to just stuck that shit in and told me to take it.
"Is that all of it?" I asked him.
"Nah" He shook his head.
"Go deeper then" I replied back. We was this far he might as well put it all in so I can get used to it. A smirk instantly appeared on his face. I instantly wanted to take that back. He lifted both of my legs over his shoulders.
He strokes slowly while sucking roughly on my neck. The room sounded like somebody was stirring a pot of macaroni.
"Damn you wet as fuck" Q said into my ear before nibbling on my ear lobe, "You like this dick?"
"Mmhm" I moaned as I rubbed his back, "You feel so good baby"
He was stroking slowly, making sure I felt every inch of him.
Never did I think I would be taking his size so easily.
He started to speed up as if he read my mind. As he stroked I could feel his tip against my g spot. At first I thought it was just a lucky stroke but he kept touching it over and over.
"Right there" I said gripping onto the sheets. He sat up and held onto my legs as he stroked. I began to pant loudly as I tried my best not to scream.
"Fuck" He said lowly.
I opened my eyes to look at him. I hate a stale face nigga during sex. Show some emotions, lemme hear something. This nigga was checking off everything on my list.
He gotta be a serial killer or something.
Something has to be wrong with him.
This man is perfect.
The muscles in my thighs were tightening up but I didn't have it in me to tell him to let my legs down. He was hitting the right spot and at the rate I was actually gonna climax. If I moved I knew it would be lost forever.
"Ohhh fuck." I moaned squeezing my eyes shut. The pain from legs and the pleasure of him inside of me was just confusing my body.
"Damn you feel so good" He says to me, "Who pussy is this?"
"It's yours baby"
"Huh? Speak up Paris?" Q slams himself inside of me.
"F-fuckkk" I cursed as I could feel my climax building up, "It's yours"
The dick had me signing away ownership to a nigga that's not even mine for real. I had to keep reminding myself not to become crazy over this dick. I was already planning my next trip to New York in my head.
"What? I can't hear you" He says and stopped mid stroke.
"Quincy it's yours! It's fucking yours!" I yelled at him.
He smiled at me and let my legs down. He flipped me over and I lifted my ass into the air and kept my face down. As soon as he slammed inside of me I knew it was a wrap. I could hear his grunts and the sound of his skin slapping my ass.
I was two strokes away from cumming all over him. In my head I was throwing it back but in reality I was laying their lifelessly getting the shit fucked out of me.
I held my hand back trying to push him out. I was really acting like a little bitch today but I really couldn't take it anymore. I was tapping out.
He pushes my hand out the way and kept stroking, this time going even faster.
"Fuckkkk gahdammnit" I started to push him away again but he just grabs my arm and pins it behind my back.
"Fuck" I cried out "I'm c-cumming" I stuttered. As my body finally released I felt so relieved. He stroked me slowly through my climax before pulling out.
I immediately collapsed onto the bed and tried to catch my breath. I ain't never been fucked like that before in my life.
"You good?" He asked as he kissed my shoulder.
"Water" was all I could say.
"I gotchu" He laughs and I could feel him get out of the bed.
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