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THE DEEP ATTRACTION

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Ego by Beyoncé

"Well, you got the key to my heart, But you ain't gonna need it, I'd rather you open up my body."

KAMARIA WOODS
MARCH 24th, 2008.
MONDAY 2:02 pm

"FUCK SAMIR, WAIT!" Kamaria found herself whining as she reached behind her in attempt to slow down the boys' strokes.

Samir tucked his lips in, saying nothing and taking her wrist into his right hand to restrain her from trying to push him away.

"Baby, st—opppp." She dragged out, struggling to even say the words as her body jerked forward with each stroke.

"Kamaria, move yo hand im not gone say the shit again." He warned her, in the midst of delivering rough and passionate strokes behind the girl.

He watched in admiration, as her body jerked with every stroke he delivered. She moaned his named louder, using her slender fingers to grip his sheets.

She could barely even take it anymore. "Moveee—" she cut herself off, unable to squeeze her fists any tighter, making indents in her palms from her nails.

He bit the inside of his lip, keeping his eyes on the deep arch the girl had in her back, with her chest pressed up against the bed. Their bodies creating a slapping sound every time they connected, causing Samir to hold back a series of grunts.

"Chill ma," he muttered softly once she tried to lay flat on her stomach, "you can take it, you doing good." He praised her unintentionally, pulling her body back into him gripping her slim waist, forming her arch again.

"Ughhh" She groaned out loudly, feeling the pressure from being stretched out. Him pounding in and out of her sent trembles throughout her entire body. She shivered, her teeth chattering, it felt so unreal to her.

He kept up his pace, stroking his dick in and out of her watching her arousal lubricate his dick every time he pulled out, to roughly pound back inside. "Fuckkk mama," he dragged out biting his top lip so that he wouldn't moan. "You so tight ma, why you been holding out on me, huh?" He asked rhetorically.

Her warm insides wrapped around him, and she felt him pressing against her walls.

Time and time, he wondered what held him up and took them so long when it came to him and Kamaria being together. In his opinion they didn't move fast enough, but their friendship was much needed. After waiting so long, it was worth it though.

He trailed one of his hands up her stomach stopping on her right breast to cup it, rolling her nipple between his thumb and index finger applying a slight pressure. "Shittt." She dragged squeezing around him more tighter than before, feeling the pain and pleasure combination all at once over stimulating her body.

He slapped her ass, rubbing it afterwards. Soothing the spot feeling her unclench and clench back around him now figuring out she liked that — leaving him to repeat that process once again hearing her whimper softly.

He gradually built up his speed focusing on the mesmerizing gushy sounds they were making, as he penetrated her. She screamed in pleasure as he pounded her out. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as her fucked her roughly, talking all his pent-up stress out on her.

"Fuck kamaria," he rasped out and finally had to let out a grunt after his words, finding overwhelming pleasure in the whole ordeal.

She hissed closing her eyes, deep down she was wondering if she would truly have to kill somebody over him one day. He knew how to treat her body so well, and she was thinking completely irrationally. She didn't care though, because he knew he was driving her crazy.

"Mhm, don't stop baby, please keep going." She whined, whilst he felt butterflies at her calling him baby. No matter how many times he heard it, it just hit different coming from her.

It was his turn to moan once she started rolling her hips sensually on him, and he had to pause for a moment, just watching and becoming mesmerized.

"Fuck mari , you feel so good wrapped around my dick." He felt his stomach tighten, trying his best to stop from releasing. He didn't struggle to keep up with Kamaria, but he swore it got harder every time. The  more they learned about each other's body, the better their sex got. "Fuck me back— throw that shit back ma." He muttered instructing her.

"Oww fuck." She moaned loudly, letting out a deep breath lifting her head up. He pushed her back down putting a deep arch in it since she was struggling to maintain it. She listened to what he said staring to meet his strokes halfway in the middle, and he gripped her waist tighter now feeling like she was fucking him, instead of him fucking her.

"Oh my gosh baby, it feel so good." Her eyes welled up with tears as she dropped her head, throwing her ass back on him matching his rhythmic thrusts.

"You nasty as fuck mama, look atchu makin a mess on my dick." He spoke removing a hand from her waist wrapping it around her curly ponytail, since her bonnet had slipped off a while ago. He gripped it tightly pulling her body up, so her back was against his chest.

He used his free hand wrapping it around her throat. "Mmm baby," she moaned before biting down on her bottom lip reaching behind. "Fuck me harder — go harder." She begged him softly.

"You gone keep teasing me like that, or you gon' chill?" He asked her curiously in her ear, as her eyes crossed and her mouth hung open no sounds coming out. He dropped her back down letting her go, smacking her on the ass hardly again and she clenched around him again. "Answer me kamaria. You gone keep teasing me?" He questioned once again.

"Noooo." She moaned loudly tears falling from her eyes.

"Tell me you sorry then." He slowed his strokes again, knowing at this point he was making her suffer.

She swallowed the lump in her throat groaning as he pushed his hand into her back, forcing her to arch. "I'm so so sorry Samir." She spoke softly turning her head to the right laying it flat on the bed staring at the wall with blurred vision.

He rubbed the spot he slapped to soothe the singing sensation, making her moan out loud at how good it felt. He tucked his top lip in, staring to pound into her hardly again— her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her body jerked roughly. "Oh my gosh!" She screamed in pleasure with each stroke, his plain black headboard hitting the wall repeatedly.

His large dick throbbed inside of her, pressing the veins into her walls from how hard his erection was. "I'm finna—" she cut herself off while his face scrunched up feeling his release sneak upon him.

"Nut all on my shit." He talked her through her climax.

"Fuckin I'm cummin." She whined feeling her orgasm rip through her at the same time as he released as well. His warm semen filled her up, and he looked down watching both of their fluids mix together.

They stayed in position for a moment before she fell flat on her stomach trying to catch her breath. No matter how good sex felt, it was so tiring.

"Chill, I'm not done." He muttered reaching down, helping her turn over on her back.

"I can't no more," she felt like crying. She whined slightly using both hands to uncover her face.

"Why you covering yo face, pretty?" He muttered helping her lift both of her legs up since she was struggling.

He pulled her hands away from her face seeing her blushing with a small smile on her face. She was fine with doing back shots because they didn't have to look at each other, but him being able to look at her, would make her nervous as always.

He used his palm grabbing the base of his dick, as her back arched against the bed. He placed it at her entrance, slowly pushing inside of her receiving a moan. He stopped at the tip, leaning down begin placing soft kisses all over her chest area.

"you okay?" he asked her lowly right under her ear, and she nodded her head quickly.  He started to suck on the specific spot on her collarbone circling his tongue.

"can you hurry up." She slightly urged him, making him laugh at her. He dipped his head down attaching his lips to hers, starting to kiss her passionately using his tongue to explore every single part of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his, before he sucked on hers as the kiss got sloppier.

She looked him in the eyes while he began to use the pad of his thumb to rub circles on  her throbbing clit loving how it felt. He pulled away from the kiss.

She covered her mouth letting her hips buck slightly and he let spit drip down from his mouth onto his dick before he started pushing in a little more.

He bit his lip to stop from making sounds as he slowly pushed inside, immediately feeling her clench around him, again.

Closing his eyes he grabbed her legs putting them over his shoulders as he leaned forward starting to thrust inside her.

She moaned lowly letting the music to his ears motivate him to go faster and harder. She pulled his head down and he placed his face in the crook of her neck inhaling her scent.

"fuck me jus like that" She whispered, holding onto the back of his head. He grunted listening to the suctions noises her pussy started creating as her mouth hung open.

She clenched and unclenched making him go harder "shit ma do it again" he told her in her ear making her grind her lower bottom on him clenching tightly again.

His voice could turn her on easily. Doing what he told her she continued to clench, and his dick started pulsating.

"take all my shit mari you got it." He guided her softly.

"I can't oh my fucking—" She cut herself off with a whimper.

"nah ion wanna hear it take this shit before I fuck you up." He gritted grabbing her face to make her look at him. "Look at me Kamaria. " He used her first name trying to snatch her attention, seeing she was closing her eyes. She slowly fluttered her eyes open to stare into his deeply.

She clenched feeling her climax arise "go harder baby." she moaned too overwhelmed to release and it was killing her.

"I feel dat shit mama, cream on my dick." He uttered aggressively, before he licked his lips thrusting harder into her making the headboard hit up against the wall again.

"shit Samir,  i love you so much." She moaned one last time releasing all over him for the second time and he pulled out making her begin to squirt on him.

He rubbed his tip over her clit nutting all over her and he watched in awe as her whole body shook not being able to stop as the clear liquid poured out of her.

He leaned down sloppy kissing her and he bit her bottom lip softly.

"i love you too ma, now come on we gotta take a shower we finna be late." He tried to help her up, but her body just flailed.

"Unt uh, we can't take a shower that's grown." She muttered with her eyes closed, trying to get a few seconds of rest.

Samir busted out in laughter, "After all the shit we did, you draw the line at showering?" He asked her playfully, and she nodded in a matter of factly way.

"Alright, just one time. We gotta go now if you wanna be on time mama." He reminded her, and she sighed sadly.

"How dare you fuck me like that, then rush me and expect me to move on your time." She wanted to truly slap him, even if she was in a slight of a daze.

"Alright, cause you playing too much." He scooped her body from him bed, and she wrapped her arms around his neck leaning her head into his bare chest letting him carry her bridal style.

LATER.

"DO YOU THINK we're going to know her?" Kamaria questioned Samir, as he pulled his large shirt over her body like she couldn't do it herself. All she could do was roll her eyes because his mind was set.

"Probably." Samir muttered tugging it down, and she smacked his hand.

"It can't go down any farther!" She snapped with a mug, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Who you yellin at, damn." He fussed right back at her, and proceeded to tug even more until he was satisfied.

"I'm just saying, what is even the point of this. I have a bathing suit cover up." She muttered looking off to the side. It was the first day of spring break, and they were currently at the beach.

It was like Kamaria was psychic, or Kyaire had felt some type of way about everybody around him being in a relationship, because he had finally told them he had someone he wanted them to meet. That was big for Kyaire, because he shared nothing about his personal life.

"I don't care, the cover up makes the shit look even worse. Trynna seduce niggas. This big shirt make you look real good." He nodded proudly like he really believed his words.

"I'm eventually going to take it off anyway, Samir." She argued back and he waved her off.

"Only time this coming off is when you in the water. I can deal wit dat." He stated touching one of her flowing curls.

She had reverted from her silk press after a lot of hard work, and now her hair looked even better in its curly state with the honey blonde highlights.

"Just shut the fuck up. I'm not hanging with you at all anymore today. First you tried to kill me in the bedroom and now you won't let me be great." She snatched her chips and slid her feet into her slides.

She walked away from him towards the sand. They were currently at Clearwater beach, because they liked it better and it had restaurants all around it.

He laughed, watching her walk away from him, and closed the back seat door with their bag in his hand.

He let her have her moment and walk away but he wasn't far behind keeping an eye on her.

Kamaria looked around, and Kourtney and her locked eyes at the same time. Kamaria had a mug plastered on her face, but Kourtney just made fun out of everything. "Oh my gosh were twins!" Kourtney exclaimed referring to the giant shirt she also had over her bathing suit.

"Damn, yo man a hater too?" Kamaria shook her head disappointedly.

Zayden laughed at her but took no offense. It was what it was.

Since Zayden getting out was a surprise, he didn't get a welcome home party like Samir, but they did go out to eat, and now they were all at the beach to spend more time together as a group.

"Nope, Kourtney back up from kamaria. You ain't safe either, y'all be acting like y'all lesbians for each other, and this my girl." Samir shook his head shoving Kourtney away.

"We do not! He's a liar." She shook her head in denial.

"The party is here!" Kyree shouted from a few feet from behind them.

Kamaria glanced back seeing her little brother, and her eyes widened when she saw her big brother and next to him was Zariah. Kamaria definitely remembered her because she threw a kick back that they all attended a few months back.

Samir remembered her too, only because it was her kickback, and he remembered thinking she could probably out smoke Kyaire. That was probably how they came to be from his guess.

As mentioned earlier before, Zariah had some of the prettiest curls Kamaria had ever seen reaching her mid back, and she was around 5'7. She was light skinned, unlike both Kamaria and Kourtney who were dark-skinned, but her skin was on the Tanner side. She also had very pretty hazel eyes, and lime green braces. What Kamaria did know was that Zariah was more on the Tom boy side, but she made it look well, so she felt like her brother had good taste.

"I told you we would know her !" Kamaria whispered looking back at Samir, "told you so." She continued childishly.

He squinted his eyes, "no you didn't. You asked and I said probably." He corrected her, and her lips parted.

"You don't know what you talking about." She waved him off, before waving at Zariah.

She smiled, and Kourtney pretended to cover her eyes. "Damn, them braces hella bright." She spoke playfully, making Zariah laugh.

"People always say that, but they match my outfits, okay?" Zariah spoke with a giggle, while Kyaire stood aside. Really, he was only doing this to finally see how well she acted with his sister.

"I used to do the same thing when I had braces, and I got called a nerd." Kamaria sighed, and Zayden stifled his laugh because he was one of the main ones to do so. It was harmless though, and if he ever thought someone was getting too serious or bullying, he would check them.

"So, why y'all got these big ass shirts on? I missed the memo?" Zariah was slightly confused.

In sync, kamaria looked at Samir, and Kourntey looked at zayden. "My boyfriend just a hater." Kamaria muttered bitterly before her and Kourntey walked away.

"Wait don't leave me!" Zariah ran after them the best she could but struggled since it was sand.

"Man what y'all did to they ass." Kyaire questioned, opening a bag of Doritos and looking around. He didn't mind the beach, but he hated the seagulls with a passion. They would be waiting for him to drop at least one chip.

"Ian do shit. " Samir shrugged carelessly. "Her cover up was too revealing so I gave her a new one." He explained and Kyaire looked at him for a moment and shook his head trying not to smile.

"Y'all niggas are something else."

Zayden, Samir, Kyaire and kyree followed after the three girls, but when Samir saw Kamaria getting ready to take the large shirt off he sped up his pace.

"You finna get in the water?" He asked, and she smirked.

"Uhhh, no. We finna build sandcastles." She answered sweetly, sitting the large shirt next to her down. She looked up in time to see Zariah returning with a bucket of water.

"Can I help? Please!" Kyree questioned and kamaria nodded.

"We wanna help." Zayden frowned.

"Alright fine ! Damn. We can never do shit." Kourtney huffed plopping to her knees.

With that, all three girls started working, and because they wanted to get on their nerves they stationed right next to them.

"And ion know why he trynna act like my bathing suit so bad. It's a two piece, not a bikini." Kamaria spoke lowly since her, Zariah, Kourtney, and kyree were sitting in a circle.

"That's exactly what I told Zayden. These are basically boy shorts at least it aint a thong or something." Kourtney co-signed.

Kyaire just had to stare, before looking over at his two best friends. "Man, y'all got some handfuls."

Samir and kamaria so freaky. Who y'all fav couple? Mine is the originals duhhh

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