Tyrant

by Tiana Laveen

  “But I like it. I know what I’m doing. I need it, Nita… I want to taste you.” Just like so many women, he knew the lady had had some sort of bad experience with it, and it colored her views of it forever. Hunter prided himself on his pussy eating skills. Not only was he exceptional at it, but it turned him on so much that things wouldn’t feel complete if she didn’t at least give him a chance. “I tell you what. Just let me do it for a minute or so, and if you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

  She hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. He lowered himself down onto his stomach and brought her pussy to him as if it were on a platter, forcing her back to arch. Her big, soft thighs opened up around his head like petals.

  “First thing I want you to do is watch me eat you. Don’t take your eyes off me until I tell you to.” Her muscles tightened as she peered down at him. He locked eyes with her, and gently blew against her pussy as he would white clover weeds. Positioning her flat on the bed, he grabbed one of her hands and intertwined their fingers, then V’ed her pussy open with two fingers of his free hand.

  He teased her with his tongue before he flicked it against her tender, pink love. Her forehead wrinkled, brows bunched as she fisted the sheets. He did it again and again, picking up speed with his clit flicks. The bud grew and protruded from the hood, slick with longing. Her pussy began to pour right before his eyes, a wet, beautiful mess. And she moaned, her sighs high-pitched and sexy.

  “You taste so fucking good, baby. Obviously, somebody didn’t know how to eat your pussy right. It left a bad taste in your mouth.” He smiled up at her, his mouth covered in her juices, beard saturated, chin dripping. He gripped her hips and slid his tongue up and down her pussy in fast, pressured strokes, holding onto her, forcing her to keep still as he tongue-fucked the shit out of her.

  “Oh shit! Shit!” She began to rock and grind against his mouth, her hips rotating. She clearly craved more of his oral touch.

  “You like how I’m making you feel right now, don’t you, baby?”

  “Shit! Yes!” She rocked back and forth all the harder, her body telling on her, eager to have him continue. Her fluid ran down the crack of her ass, leaving a glistening trail.

  “I’m going to eat this pussy like I’m a fucking animal. You’re right. You shouldn’t have called me back… because I fuckin’ bite.”

  “Ohhhh shiiit!” she cooed.

  He dug his fingers in the flesh of her inner thighs, pressing her legs down as he feasted on her sweetness, then took a carnal mouthful or two. He could hear all of her moans of pleasure in stereo as he made love to her. His heartbeat quickened when she shuddered and gripped more of the sheets. His moans blended in with hers because he got off on everything about the delectable woman…

  “You’re amazing… natural… feminine… taste salty… and so sweet…” Wrapping his arms around her waist, he secured her, drawing her clit into his mouth in hard sucks, then releasing over and over. Her toes curled, then he reached forward at one point, squeezing her breast, then returned to pinning her in place as he feasted. Saliva and pussy juice merged, and his dick twitched in anticipation while he got off on her reactions. He loved making her feel good…

  “Mmmm! Oh God! Don’t stop, Hunter… please don’t stop!” She writhed about. Sucking on two fingers, he slid them inside her, in and out, the sloshing sound of his fingers pounding within her and bumping against her gorgeous, fat pussy lips. Meanwhile, he kept circling her clit with a rapid moving tongue. “Shit! I… Oh, God!”

  He kept his eyes on her, loving how her eyes rolled and she cried out in pleasure. He drilled her harder, the wet, gushing noise of his maneuvers filling the room. Shaking his head from side to side as he sucked her clit, he groaned, his dick now throbbing. The bed started to sigh under the twisting bodies.

  She shook violently, rose half off the bed and came in jerky, spastic motions. As her screams grew louder, he kept his fingers within her, but crawled up her body and placed a gentle hand over her mouth, stifling her boisterous moans so as to not wake the girls. Sliding to the side of her, he cupped her pussy, letting her ride and push against his palm as she milked the rest of her orgasm dry. When she lay panting, legs sprawled, pussy glistening, he reached for the condom and slid it on his fervent cock. Slight perspiration dotted her forehead like a tiny crown of clear jewels. Eyes closed, Nita wheezed and shook her head, as if delirious. Her lips curled in a smile, and he lightly laughed as he reclaimed his position between her soft, long legs. He rested her leg over his shoulder.

  “Okay, I take it back. I take it all… back. You… you do it good. Damn, you can eat some pussy!” She panted, barely able to get the words out. “Oh… my God.”

  Stroking her leg, he kissed her lips, then her cheek, chin, and neck.

  “Your body is so fuckin’ beautiful. Thank you for letting me get ready to destroy it. I’m going to tear your pussy the fuck up, baby…” he whispered sweetly. Reaching between their bodies, he gripped his dick. She smiled at him in a lazy sort of way, as if she didn’t have the energy to respond. “You need to take what I just said seriously. This isn’t a joke.”

  “Fuck!” She wrapped her arms tight around his neck as he thrust deep inside her. No warning, no slow glide. He wanted all of her… right then, no questions asked. His jaw tightened and he closed his eyes hard, not moving… just staying in place as he took in how she felt.

  “So tight, Nita… you couldn’t get any wetter… shit…” He lay on top of her. Placing his hand on the top of her head, he kept her in place and pivoted his hips back and forth, thrusting inside of her in sharp, forceful jabs. She cried out, burying her head against his shoulder. And he fucked her with all of his soul. The woman snatched the edge of the bed so hard, the fitted sheet came off and rolled toward their bodies. The headboard banged against the wall as his grunts and her cries of ecstasy merged.

  “Oh my God!” She blinked fast, then closed her eyes while the bed shook. Reaching between them, he stroked her swollen clit with his thumb.

  “Is this what you want, JJ?”

  “Yes!” Her voice vibrated as his hard thrusts jostled her body, forcing her up and down the bed.

  “You want this big, nasty dick, don’t you?! You want me to fuck the shit outta you even harder, don’t you?!”

  “Yes!” He pulled out of her and in a flash, placed her on her knees. “Oh no… shit!!! SHIT! Baby!”

  Now doggy style, he glared at her ample, soft, magnificent ass as he slammed into her over and over, his balls slapping against her wet pussy. He fucked her so hard and fast, she looked like a blur beneath him. Sweat dripped from his pores. He rammed her, holding onto her hips and plunging so deep, he couldn’t go any farther. She screamed and yelled, her voice carrying. He quickly reached forward, wrapping his hand around her mouth as she fell apart. Her moans threatened to seep through the walls as she suddenly came, wetness flowing down her inner thighs like trickles of rain against a window.

  “My pussy… my pussy is so wet for you, baby!”

  He slowed his thrusts just a bit, and layered her spine with tender kisses.

  “It’s mine, you know that, right? This pussy belongs to me now.”

  “Yes!”

  “You’re mine, Nita. Baby, I’m going to take care of you, get some of this shit off your shoulders… I’m going to take care of you, your daughter, everything! You won’t be alone anymore… You hear me? You just found your new best friend.” He jerked back and thrust inside of her. She yelled, reached for the pillows with a shaky hand, and cried out as she came again.

  “Hunter! Shit!!!” Still shaking, she kept climaxing while he accelerated his pace, his dick threatening to explode. He panted, straining to hold back. As if knowing he was near, she reached between her legs and started to stroke her pussy, opening up the pink oasis before his eyes. She threw him a glance from over her shoulder, her hair a mess. What a beautiful treasure she was, giving herself to him…

  “I’m cummin’! FUCK!” He came
hard, his cock blasting in the condom, filling it with his heavy load. He felt good all over as he jerked back and forth, spilling and trickling until there wasn’t a drop left. He rested on her back for a bit, his head foggy, his body relaxed. Falling back onto the bed, he glanced down at his dick, noticing the condom filled to the brim. He closed his eyes when delicate fingertips caressed his chest hair. She cradled against him, placing her leg across his and kissing his shoulder. They were quiet for a bit, their slowing breathing the only sound, one in sync with the other.

  “I have to give credit where credit is due.” She broke the silence with a smile. “You can fuck. Damn, boy.” She giggled.

  “I know.” He smirked.

  “Modesty isn’t your best quality, I see.”

  “If you know you’re good at something, you don’t have to dumb yourself down to make other people feel more comfortable. I’m good at a lot of things. Fucking just happens to be one of ’em.” He grabbed her hand and held it, seduced by the prospect of going to sleep. His eyes fluttered and he closed them.

  “Uh, no sir… wake up. You told me you had an interesting night you wanted to tell me about.” He scratched his chin, the feel of his beard so pleasant.

  “Oh yeah,” he said. “So, let me tell you what happened…” He relayed the entire story from start to finish. By the time he was done, Nita was sitting up, leaning against the headboard with her mouth hanging open. “So, that wasn’t just me talkin’ shit in the heat of the moment. I meant what I said. I’m going to take care of you.”

  “I can take care of myself, Hunter, but I appreciate that. I really do.”

  “I didn’t say you couldn’t take care of yourself, but you’re struggling. That’s all about to be over. I start my new job soon.” He got up, gathered his pants from the floor, and fished out a cigarette. He lit it and returned to the bed. “I’m your man.”

  “Oh, are you?” She grinned, her brow raised. He glided his fingers gently across her right breast.

  “Yeah. So, any other motherfuckers you might be kicking it with, let them know what’s up. Tyrant is here so they need to make way.”

  “Boy, stop!” She chuckled and shook her head.

  “I’m not stopping shit. This is full steam ahead. You know who the fuck I am.” Her smile faded. He was serious, in no mood to play. Taking a puff of his cigarette, he looked up at the ceiling. “I have to bring more to the table than just dick. It’s good dick, but that’s not enough. I’m smart, I’ve got some skills, some talents I can use to make legitimate money, so that’s what I’m going to do. No more trickin’ and pimping out stolen cars, removing VIN numbers and all that other shit. It was profitable, but it won’t get me where I’m trying to go in life. I told you I didn’t want you focusing on my past, so I’m making plans for the future. Our future.” He reached for her chin and made her face him. “I gotta do shit different this time around.” She nodded in agreement. He rested his hand on her knee and caressed it. “I care about you, Nita… a lot. I didn’t think I could develop feelings like this for someone this fast…that’s not like me at all, but it happened.” He stared at the bottom of the bed.

  “I care about you, too. I’m glad I met you… You’re still a bit of a mystery to me, but with time, things will become clearer.” She slid closer to him and pressed her lips against his.

  Before long, he had her legs wide open and was deep inside her again, bottoming her the hell out. They came at just about the same time, their sweaty bodies slamming into one another like ocean waves. Pressing her legs far back close to her head, he drew her protests. She claimed she wasn’t a gymnast but he ignored her, and drilled deep. This time, he didn’t muffle her orgasmic screams and cries for mercy. He kept fucking her, hard… ruthless… beautifully violent. By the time they were finished, the sheets were hanging half off the bed, most of the pillows on the floor, and three empty condom wrappers sat on the nightstand. He’d used his last one by the time she mustered the strength to look at the clock and demand he leave.

  “Hunter, please. Don’t do this. The girls will be up!”

  “Ms. Modesty.” He removed the condom and tossed it in the trash. “You’d lose your mind if Tisha saw that I spent the night.”

  “Don’t do this. Pick a fight with me some other time!” she whispered, worry in her eyes as she glanced back at the clock.

  “Can’t I at least take a shower before you throw me out on the curb?”

  She laughed and shook her head. “No! You waited too long. You shouldn’t have gone for round three if you were that concerned about it. Now, get dressed, then come back in a few hours. I’ll make you a birthday brunch. That’s what I had planned anyway.”

  “I don’t want any fuckin’ boiled eggs and little ham sandwiches or whatever the hell you had in mind. I just want some more pussy.”

  “Hunter!”

  “All right.” He laughed as he reached for his clothing, then paused and sniffed himself. “Oh, hell naw! Just a quick shower, Nita. I can’t go out like this.” He threw up his arms. “I’m covered in sweat from head to toe and smell like sex! I was going to go over to the hospice center and visit Noah before I swung back through! I can’t waltz up in there like this.”

  She crossed her arms over her chest and sighed.

  “Fine. A five-minute ho bath! That’s it! I mean it! You get in that shower and you have five minutes to scrub up and get out. Under the sink you’ll find a fresh towel and washcloth.” He made haste to her master suite bathroom and set a yellow towel and matching washcloth on the edge of the tub. The bathroom was small, and Pepto-Bismol pink. A bunch of womanly shit littered the space. A box of pads here, a canister of lipsticks there, a packet of fake eyelashes that looked as if they’d never been used. They looked like skinny spiders to him… He took a piss, then turned on the shower and got in. It wasn’t long before he heard music playing as he cleaned up. ‘Inside Out,’ by Odyssey. He smiled as he rocked to the music under the stream of water.

  She loves these old ass songs. She must be an old soul… I like that. Probably why I’m so drawn to her.

  He finished up bathing, his thoughts drifting in a million directions. When he stepped out, he opened the bedroom door to see her sitting at her vanity braiding her hair. She had on a pair of red leggings and an oversized black shirt with little red hearts on it. When she turned to him, her face beamed.

  “I took a quick shower in the hall bathroom,” she stated as she watched him dry himself off with the towel. “The girls are up, but still in their room so hurry… and you were in there for fifteen minutes, now sixteen!” She hissed, pretending to be angrier than she actually was. “Want me to call you an Uber, baby?”

  “Nah, I got it.” He came up behind her and rested his flaccid cock on her shoulder. It hung there, looking sleepy and in love with its one eye. She sucked her teeth as if annoyed, but unsure whether to laugh or hit him. Regarding him through the vanity mirror, she finally shook her head.

  “You are crazy. Put it away and leave!”

  He burst out laughing and began to dance to the music, leaving his dick hanging over her shoulder. It moved ever so slightly to the left, then to the right as he continued to jam.

  “You weren’t saying put it away an hour ago.”

  “Hunter!” She picked it up as if it were some dangerous, scaly snake and flung it back towards his body. This made him laugh all the harder.

  “Give it a kiss and I’ll go.” Her eyes widened in horror. “Come on, I didn’t ask you to suck it… yet.” He winked. He stood before her, grabbed it and brought it to her mouth. She hesitated, then wrapped one of her hands around it, her gaze hungry, her chest rising and falling as it had done right before he’d showed her what a true pussy eater could do. She then pressed her lips against the head, giving it a little kiss. “What about the balls? You just gonna ignore them? My dick has kids. It’s a package deal.”

  “GET OUT!”

  “Mama, you okay?” Her eyes grew big when she realized her mi
stake. All he could do was chuckle.

  “You’ve fucked up. Take a bow.”

  She ignored him and faced her bedroom door.

  “Yeah, just singing, baby! Uh, are you getting ready for school?”

  “Yeah, about to get in the shower.”

  “Okay!” She turned like a viper in his direction. “If you don’t leave my house right this second, there is going to be trouble!” Amused, he got dressed and grabbed his coat. Before he left the bedroom, he leaned down and kissed her with the passion of a million motherfuckers. Then, she got up from her vanity seat and carefully opened her bedroom door, checking to see if the coast was clear. “All right, hurry outside. Call your Uber from up the street. It’s too late to wait here for it.”

  “Okay, baby.”

  “Call me, soon.” She grabbed him, kissed him, and then set him free.

  He kissed the top of her head and patted her ass, then made his way down the staircase, quiet as death…

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  Burn in Silence

  The sun was still asleep. Stagnant darkness spread her legs wide and blocked the clouds and light with a cosmic orgasm. Hunter peered outside the kitchen window as he poured himself a glass of orange juice from Nita’s stash in the refrigerator. She was upstairs in her bedroom, the old-fashioned rhythm and blues music blasting, and he also could hear the upstairs hall shower while Tisha sang some love song in the bathroom, the sound partially drowned out by the water. But there were a new pair of eyes on him. Two pretty blue ones that reminded him of his friend Noah.

  He turned to the teenager with the delicate features, her cheeks bright pink and her pale skin deepening a hue or two. Pushing her blond tresses away from her face, she plopped the spoon back into the cereal bowl and stirred. Just then, someone came down the stairs. Nita, surely. The shit was about to hit the fan. He placed his finger up to his lips.

  “Shhh…”

  “I won’t say anything. Promise.” The girl grinned real wide then focused on her cereal.