I was beginning to feel light-headed. My pussy was tingling, and I was sweating, ready to come out of the towel. “I gotta turn the air up, Kyron.” I went to get off the table, but when I rose up, I felt dizzy. Then it hit me. “Kyron, you put something in my drink, didn’t you? Where is my sister?” I was beginning to panic.
“Chill. Take a pull of this. This will level you out.”
“What did you give me, Kyron?” It had to be something, because my vision was a little blurry.
“Take a pull.”
“Why are you doing this? Why can’t you leave me the fuck alone?”
“Take a pull, Tasha, or else you gonna start trippin’.” He put the blunt to my lips; I inhaled, held the haze in, and felt as if I was floating and my pussy was smoking hot. Kyron leaned over and put the blunt out. He sat up and kissed my knee and the inside of my thigh. I began to tremble.
“Why can’t you leave me alone?” I was confused. I honestly wondered why.
He shrugged. “I keep asking myself the same damn thing.”
I could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks. I knew he wouldn’t do it, but I asked anyway. “Kyron, please leave now.”
“You know you don’t want me to leave, not right now, anyway. Things are about to get heated.” He kissed my knee and thigh again. It felt like this nigga might be right. My clit was throbbing. I placed my hand on his head and found myself running my fingers through his curly hair. The tears were still flowing. “Shorty, stop crying. Eatin’ ain’t cheatin’, and you know I ain’t got nothing but love for you,” he said as he spread my legs and planted kisses up and down the insides of my thighs. “I thought I’d never be able to do this again.” He spoke as if this was what he lived for as he parted my lips and went to licking on my clit. I now had both hands on his head , encouraging him on.
“Kyron . . . “ I moaned. “You’ve got a girl.”
“She ain’t you.”
“This has to . . . ssstop . . . oh, this feels good.” I spread my legs wider as he ate my pussy as if he hadn’t eaten a meal in months. I came real quick. My towel came open, and now there I was, butt naked lying on the table in front of Kyron. He stopped eating my pussy to admire my nakedness. I was ready to fuck. I felt high. I felt dizzy. I was on fire.
I leaned forward and began unbuttoning his vest. He smirked. “You ready to fuck big daddy now, huh.” He placed one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked it just the way I liked it.
“You gotta drug a bitch to get the pussy? What’s wrong with this picture?” I asked him. “I thought you were more of a boss than that.”
“I wanted you bad. But would you have given it up willingly?”
“Hell, no . . .”
“Well, you answered your own question.” He unzipped his pants, and I swear, the biggest dick I’d ever seen popped out. It looked as long as my arm. It had to be the drugs. I felt his strong hands grab my ass; as he lifted me up, I grabbed that big monster and put it at my opening, and he eased me down onto the hardest dick I’d ever felt in my life. Again, it had to be the drugs.
We both moaned out loud.
“Fuck me, Kyron! Fuck this pussy real good, and make me know who this pussy belongs to.” But in reality, I was doing all the work. He leaned back and stretched his legs out, and I was riding that big dick. I couldn’t get enough. “Kyron, fuck me, damn it!” I gritted. He sat up, held me up and still inside, set me on the table. He raised both my legs up and went to fucking me. Fucking me good and hard. I was taking the dick like a champ, but still, I couldn’t get enough.
He pulled out. “I’m about to nut.”
“I don’t care, nigga. You came here to fuck me, so fuck me!” He sat down and went to eating my pussy. I couldn’t come for shit, and it was driving me insane. “Give me the dick, Kyron, I need the dick.” He stopped and looked up at me,