Tears in The Rain

As we stripped down I took in every inch of him; his body was smooth and well defined, an activist of the gym, he dangled a thick juicy dick in front of me like food teasing an animal. I wanted him; I needed him. Without hesitation, I engulfed him greedily into my mouth, constricting my cheeks, snaking my tongue around his “good, good.” His pre-cum trickled down my throat as I took him back and forth in between my lips.

As I continually sucked him off, I wrapped my small hand around the lower half of his shaft working it in harmony with my mouth simulating the inside of my precious walls.

“You’re so hungry today baby, shit!” Walter moaned wrapping his fingers in my hair maneuvering his dick in and out. He fucked my skull until he released a mouthful. I could hardly take it all as it spilled over the side of my mouth trickling down my chin. He took pleasure seeing me in such a way.

“My Nasty girl…” he whispered kissing me lustfully.

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Amir Holloway aka DatGuy

I am a poet, writer, and self-published author of the new Anthology of poems and erotic shorts stories Sex with Luna. A big nerd, but hopeless romantic, I have spent most of my time reading while writing poetry and sensual shorts of my daily adventure in life! Currently, I am working on my first novel Rose Red, Snow White, that's heavily influenced by Zane and Stephen King (My two Favorite authors of all time).

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