Sneaky Link Pt. 2
He fucked her but I knew I could fuck him better...
This is intended for mature audiences.
Author’s Note: Hey ya’ll! I will be making this post paid after the weekend. I wanted to give as many peeps as I could a chance to read this collaboration before I restrict access. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy. 🫶🏾✨
We had been fucking for a month. That first time fucking after Thanksgiving break was so good and I could not get enough. I had a man at home and we had been together for 2 years. I could not let that relationship go. There was still something there but I needed that itch scratched when I was away. When I fucked on him, I thought about my man on campus. I wanted him bad. My nigga at home just wasn’t filling me up the same way my sneaky link was.
My sneaky link consumed me. I was so excited to see that nigga. I told him what I was wearing: a skin tight black jumpsuit with a zipper up the middle. It hugged my curves in the best way. When I got back I texted him immediately asking him to come through. He came by a while later to see me and I knew something was off. He looked guilty and had a sheen of sweat like he had just came from a workout. I was so elated to see him that I jumped in his arms. He held me to him as I kissed all over his face. He eventually sat me down and told me he had something to tell me.
He proceeded to tell me that he fucked another bitch a few hours before coming to me. He told me he had met up with her and that he wasn’t intending to fuck her but it just happened. She had reached out and told him to come by to watch Birdbox. They had began to make out and she had put her hand on his dick. He had began fingering her and ate her pussy. He had rubbed the tip of his dick on her clit and started fucking her. She had creamed on him as he fucked her and that it was apparently so passionate that they barley took their clothes off. He had even done back shots with her and he explained that while her ass was fat it wasn’t as fat as mine. He admitted that it was great and that he was contemplating doing it again because we aren’t really a thing.
I was honestly speechless and pissed as fuck. I knew we weren’t together and I had a nigga at home but his dick was mine.
He asked if I could say something. This toxic ass nigga wanted me to say something. I just looked at him and I decided to let my actions speak louder than my words. I got up and stood in front of him unzipping my jumpsuit slowly. I had made it up in my mind that I was going to fuck this nigga silly anyway and engrave my place in his soul.
