The Heights

Rolling onto my back I stared at the renaissance painting on my bedrooms ceiling that I got a couple years back.

I loved this piece, it played a major part in my room being my safe space.

Yara and Krish were the only two women that I've brought inside my actual room.

All the other hoes I've smashed here in my home have all been smashed in one of my guest rooms.

I got around a lot so I wouldn't lie and say that I didn't bring a lot of women home because before I became a man I was a child running wild.

Looking back up I imagined the sex faces she made while her breast bounced. She made me feel so good whether she believed it or not.

Finally deciding to get out of bed I walked into my master bathroom and began washing my face with the cocoa butter soap Krish often bought for me.

After finishing up I grabbed my toothbrush and began working on my oral hygiene.

One thing about me, I've always been an extremely clean individual. I shower about three to four times a day and I brush my teeth after anything touches my mouth.

Stepping into the shower my phone rang. Rolling my eyes I picked it up after just placing it into my phone holder.

"Hello." I answered sounding agitated

"Woah there slow your roll." Yara chuckled.

"What's good mama?" I asked smiling.

"I'm okay, but I am outside and I don't see Roman's car." She said calling him by his government name.

"Use the keypad mama, password is nineteen fifty five." I told her.

"Fifty five?" She asked.

"Yeah my mom's birth year, nevermind that come on." I told her rocking up.

"I'm not sleeping with you Kristopher." She told me pressing the buttons on the pad to unlock the door.

Hearing the door beep I smiled before hearing her open the door.

"Yeah I'm definitely about to knot that stomach up." I told her hanging up the phone stepping out not caring to grab a towel.

Opening the bathroom door I met her at my room door walking in.

"No Kristopher!" She yelled smirking.

"You coming over here with that shit poking." I bit my bottom lip cupping between her ass rubbing on her lower lips.

"Krissss." She moaned holding me by the neck.

"Take these tight ass things off." I told her but instead I dropped to my knees taking them off for her exposing her bare ass.

She stared at me.

"Are you comfortable, sorry I forgot to ask."

"Yes, I'm fine." She said licking her lips.

Spreading her cheeks I licked her from the front to the back.

After a few minutes of me filling the cravings I've had for her I stood to my feet and helped her take her shirt off rubbing my thumbs over her light brown nipples.

"You know you're playing a dangerous ass game Yaralynn right?" I asked her hoisting her body into the air kissing all over her chest and neck.

I was about to make sure I marked my territory.

"Nooo you're starting to wild out on your own." She continued hugging my neck while I sucked sand bit her neck.

Stepping back into the shower, I lowered her onto my thick shaft.

"Mmm." She moaned adjusting to me while I had her in the air stroking her.

"You gonna keep that shit up and imma put a junior right in these guts." I told her feeling her insides swallow me. It was so damn good.

"Oh yeah papi?" She asked dropping herself on me harder while contracting her muscles around my shaft.

"Mhmmm." I answered feeling myself become weak.

"What's wrong papi, you can't handle it? This pussy got you stuck?" She asked whispering in my ear while she started to milk me.

I put my face in the crook of her neck feeling myself release.

"Fuckkk Yaraaa." I whined pushing in deeper.

"Ayyyy papi si! Just like that don't stop!" She yelled pressuring me to stroke her deep.

"All this dick up in your guts and you still controlling me." I shook my head wrapping my hands around her neck pinning her back to the shower wall.

"Nooooo Kris!" She begged already knowing how bad she was about to be limping.

Pushing her legs up with my hips I continued to slam in her forcefully making sure I kept it consecutive.

"Oh my gosh I'm going to cum!" She cried attempting to kiss me but I curved her.

"Nah baby girl you won't get me again before you get yours." I closed the rest of the space between us feeling her cream leak.

Something was off about her pussy and not in a bad way.

She felt so different and swollen, I don't know if it was her being allergic to something or her getting ready to start her cycle.

But her pussy was so damn good right now it was ridiculous.

"Krissss." Her eyes rolled back.

I looked down at my shaft covered in our juices.

"Gimmie kiss." I told her going in for a peck.

Placing her back on her feet I passed her a rag before I continued to shower.

"Where are you about to go?" She asked.

"To the club." I told her watching her face drop.

"Why are you always there?"

"We can leave the nightclub, but leaving the strip club could get a lot of things searched and seized." I told her stepping out wrapping a towel around my waist.

"Yeah like your time with that stripper?" She asked stepping out behind me.

"Don't do that." I told her slipping on my Nike sweats.

"Yeah whatever." She walked over to her clothes picking them up.

"Yara... She knows I have eyes for you."

"You think that'll make a difference? A female will still smash just as long as a man lets her." She slipped on her thongs rummaging through my drawer for a shirt.

"Yara you won't even be mine and you're saying all this." I told her putting on my black tee and black air max 97's.

I looked at her emotionless face.

"Exactly, no answer so lay down and quit overdoing it." And with that I walked out.