Man Swappers (12 page)

“Bitch,” I hiss low in her ear, “stop hogging the nigga’s dick and let me get a ride. Damn.”

She sucks her teeth, rolls her eyes and continues riding him several more strokes before reluctantly lifting up off of him. His XL Magnum-covered cock is coated with her cream. She takes it into her mouth and sucks her juices off of it before allowing me access. I mount him. Slowly ride the tip of his dick. Allow myself time to accommodate his girth. In unhurried strokes, he lets me maneuver his dick into me, one inch at a time, until I have all of him inside of me. It hurts so damn good that my pussy nuts four times all over it. I believe his eleven-and-a-half-inch is the most dick any of us has taken. Ten inches, check. Nine inches, doublecheck. Eight inches, check. And we’ve even fucked less than seven inches. But, this nigga’s dick is a whole new experience.

“Oooooooh, shiiiit, this dick is so damn big...you stretching this tight pussy wide open, baby...”

He thrusts upward, grabbing onto my hips. “Yeah, baby, give me that tight pussy...”

I moan.

I need a distraction, something, to help take my mind off the sweet burning being caused by the stretch of his dick. I moan with pleasure as he tears into my pussy. I lean forward, let my titties sweep across his chest and kiss him. Greedily tongue him down. He locks his arms around my waist and begins bouncing my ass up and down on his dick.

“Aaaaaah, shit, you got some nice wet pussy...”

Of course I do.
“You feel how wet you got this pussy? The deeper you fuck it, the wetter it gets. You like fucking this good pussy?” I ask, riding down on his dick. My pussy is now juicy and loose and able to handle to his long, thick, hard dick. “You like how this pussy’s grabbing your dick?”

He grabs me by the ass, thrusts his hips and dick up into me. “Uh, fuck...”

“Fuck him good, girl,” Paris says, rubbing her clit, then sliding two fingers into her pussy. She pulls them out, then slides them into Royce’s mouth. He sucks on them, slides his tongue in between each finger. “You like how my pussy tastes?”

“Hell, yeah...oooooh, shit...uh, fuck...”

I run my fingers along his smooth, muscular chest. My mouth finds his shoulder and neck and begins to suck and bite.

“Fuck the shit outta her,” Persia urges, pinching and twisting her nipples. “Dig her guts out. Fuck her hard and deep ’til she begs you to stop. Fuck her ’til her pussy swells up...”

I want to tell her to shut the hell up; that she’s really going a bit overboard. But I am lost in his rhythm. He rapidly pounds up into my wetness.

I nut, again. Coat his cock with cream.

Then somehow he lifts me up and starts fucking me standing. He is much stronger, much more agile, and virile, than any of us anticipated. He slows his thrusts, stirs his dick inside of me, brushing against my walls. Mmmm, it feels so damn good!

“Ohhh, yes...fuck me,” I whisper, begging seductively. His curved cock hits my spot, boomerangs around my pussy, causing a rush of waves to wash over me.

Persia is now standing in back of him, kissing his back, kneading his shoulders. She slowly lowers herself, leaving a trail of kisses along his spine. Tells him she wants to taste him. That she wants to eat his sweaty ass. If I weren’t being fucked so good I’d laugh at her nasty, ass-eating self. Tell her she’s always somewhere trying to tongue out some man’s hole. But the dick is feeling too damn delicious to comment. She pulls open his ass, loses her tongue in him.

He gasps. “Oh, shit...uhhhh, fuck...aaaaah...”

I can tell this is a new experience for him. One he’ll never forget. “You like how she’s tonguing your ass?” I whisper, gazing into his eyes.

He grunts. “Yeah...uhhh...oh shit...”

His legs start to wobble. She has him on the brink of exploding.

“Don’t nut, yet,” Paris says, sauntering over to us. Her hand lost between her thighs. “Not until I feel you inside of me. Not until you fuck me deep.”

I toss my head back, glance back and smirk at her. “Yeah, you better come and get some of this young buck’s dick...uhhh... uhhh...ooooooh, its soooooo fucking big...”

He shovels his dick in and out of me a few more times. “Mmmmm...mmm...nice tight pussy...ohhh, shit...”

He pulls his dick out. Lets me down, abandons my poor pussy; leaves it empty and stretched and lonely. It aches and weeps and
is throbbing with desire. I want more. Persia watches as he pulls Paris into his arms. I can tell by the look in her eyes, keenly aware, that her pussy, too, yearns for more cock. We both look on. Watch as he tongues Paris down. Presses his body into hers, then enters her standing. She moans as he pulls her legs upward, holding her up in the air and pistons his dick balls deep. She yelps and gasps, determined to endure the sweet pain he is giving her.

Persia and I are both in awe when she lowers her head and body backward and reaches toward the floor with her hands. “Harder,” she instructs him. “Fuck me deep...uhhh...oooh...Pound my pussy...uhhh, yesssssss...faster...”

Sweat dripping from his face, he fucks her harder, faster, more determined, until her eyes roll in the back of her head. He grips her waist tighter, then starts swinging her around in a circle, pounding his dick into her. He spins and fucks her, mercilessly, until they are both dizzy.

A part of me is jealous that I am not the one leaning backward and reaching for the floor, being swung around as if I’m on an imaginary merry-go-round with a pussy full of cock. He walks and fucks her backward toward the bed, then lowers himself down on it so that Paris is now straddling him.

“Yo, somebody come give me some pussy to eat,” he says, leaning back on the bed and looking over at Persia and me. I practically sprint over to him, almost knocking Persia out of the way, and leap onto his face. The minute his tongue brushes against my clit, I am coming again. On his tongue, his lips, his chin. My juices splash out of me. This is how worked up he has gotten me.

I fuck his face, smother him with my pussy, rocking back and forth over his mouth and tongue until I am moaning and groaning and I am weak. Reluctantly, I finally get up and trade places
with Persia. She mounts his face, rides down on his mouth. But I know she wants what I want: more of his dick. And I tell Paris so. Yet, she keeps galloping up and down on him, acting as if she hasn’t heard me.
This cock whore is ignoring me
, I think, tapping her on the shoulder.

She gives me a disgusted look and keeps riding his dick. And it is obvious she has no plans of stopping until she gets hers.

“That’s right, lil’ daddy,” Persia says, grabbing her titties. “Tongue my pussy.” She twirls her tongue around her left nipple, then her right. “Oooh, yeah...you ready for this nut?” Royce grunts as he continues working her hole with his lips, mouth, tongue and fingers. “Here it comes, baby...open wide, catch it in your mouth...uhhhhh...”

She comes hard, slumping forward as Royce continues sucking her juices.

I walk behind Paris, count the number of strokes she’s taking and enjoying, waiting. Up. Down. Up. Down. Five, six, seven, eight. As soon as she lifts up for the ninth time, I lift her ass up in the air, causing Royce’s cock to pop out of her pussy. She topples over.

“Ohmygod,” she says, rolling off the bed. “Bitch, I can’t believe you just tossed me off of him like that.”

I shrug. “I asked you nicely to switch, boo. My pussy needs to be stuffed, too.”

I take Paris in, and burst out laughing. Her eyes are wide, her face is sweaty, and her hair is disheveled. She’s shocked, but can’t help but laugh, too. Persia looks over her shoulder to see what the commotions all about. Before you know it the four of us are laughing.

“Yo, you wildin’ for real, ma,” Royce says, shaking his head at me. “No need to go knockin’ ya peeps off the cock. I got enough
dick to go around and more than enough nut for all of you. It’s all good.”

Paris pulls her hair from out of her face, still laughing. “Oh, I see how we playing this now. Every chick for herself.”

I reach up under me and press the head of Royce’s dick into me. “Basically,” I say, slowly maneuvering an inch at a time in me. “Now...uhh...go play...mmmm...with ya’self...ohhh, shit... while...I feed...mmmm...my pussy.”

Persia huffs, “Ohmygod. Will you hookers get it together, please? Y’all are really tryna fuck up my nut.”

“Good,” Paris says, pushing her over onto her side, then hopping up on Royce’s face, facing me. “It’s every woman for herself. Isn’t that right, Porsha?” She cuts her eyes at me.

Royce continues laughing. “Yo, hol’up y’all...” He holds Paris up with botho hands by her ass, then shifts his face from underneath her slit, moving from beneath her. He lifts me up off his dick, then stands. “I told you, ain’t no need to fight over the dick. I got you. Now let me handle this my way so I can break all three of you sexy babes off with some of this good-good.”

Persia, Paris and I look at each other, smirking. We decide to let him take control. Let him
handle
us as he sees fit. He tells the three of us to get up on the edge of the bed on our knees side-by-side and arch our backs. We do.

“Aiiight, get them asses up in the air so I can give you what you want.” He slaps our asses, then—as if on an assembly line—jabs his cock into the back of each of our pussies a few times, before grabbing us by the waist and fucking us, one by one, deep and hard. We moan and groan and throw our asses back up on his dick, handling every inch of him.

Persia moans. “Uh...ooooh...Let...us...uh...mmmm...know when you’re ready to nut.” She cranes her neck to look at him as
he digs her back out. “Yeah, baby...mmmm...fuck me with that long black dick.”

And that’s exactly what he does to the three of us until he’s ready to nut. He pulls out of me. “Oh, shit...oh, shit...I’m getting ready to cum...” We quickly hop off the bed, our holes wet and sore and happily fucked, and turn to face him, getting down on our knees. He rapidly strokes his dick in front of us, slapping it up against our faces, across our lips, every so often. “Where y’all want it?”

“In my mouth,” I say, opening my mouth and licking my lips.

“Give it to me on my face,” Persia says.

“Mine, too,” Paris adds.

“I’m a heavy shooter,” he warns, stroking the upper part of his shaft. Every so often his hand glides over the head. He grunts and growls and howls, gives us the impression he is about to splash a bucket of hot creamy cum all over us. We anxiously wait. Tongues wagging, we beg for it. Rubbing our pussies with one hand and tweaking our nipples with the other, we moan for it.

He grunts louder. “Uhhhh...aaaaah, shiiiiiit...Mmmmmm, fuck...”

I am the first one he stands in front of, his dick hovering over my face. I hold my head back and open my mouth wide, bracing myself for a mouthful of nut, as he jerks himself. My mouth begins to water in anticipation. “Ssssssh, aaaah...here it comes...”

He thrusts his hips, and squeezes out a teenie-tiny drop of cream that slow drips into my mouth. Paris and Persia look over at me, me at them. They are surely thinking what I am: Motherfucker, all that dick and that’s it?! Heavy shooter, my ass! All you got for me is a stingy ass droplet of cum?

I frown. Well, pout ’cause I am disappointed
and
pissed. I catch Persia with her head down holding back a snicker as he shifts
over to Paris, still jerking and grunting. She offers him her face, smirking.

“Yeah, baby, give me that big nut,” she says teasingly. I roll my eyes up in my head. He moans, bucking his hips. This time he spurts out a thick wad that sticks to the side of her face. I am annoyed that I got gypped. That she got the nut that should have been shot into my mouth instead of being wasted on her face.

He now moves over to Persia. She looks up at him, reaches for his balls and gently kneads them. I’m sure not expecting him to shoot no more than what he’s already served. “C’mon, lil daddy, show me what you got. Give me that hot nut right in my face.” She lifts her head and closes her eyes, waiting.

“Uhhhhh, shiiiiiiit...fuck...” he takes a step back, aims his dick at the front of her face and—to all of our surprise—literally blasts out a long stream of cum that splashes all over her face. His dick becomes a shooting cum cannon, coating her up with a white sticky paste.

Paris and I stare at Persia, at him, bewildered and amazed at the amount of cum that has just gushed out of his cock. Persia’s whole face is drenched in nut. It dangles from her lashes, nose and hair; sticks to her lips. She tries to wipe it from out of her eyes with her fingers. But it smears. She licks his custard from her lips.

Royce walks back over to the bed, leans back on his right forearm, still stroking himself. “Who’s ready for some more of this dick?”

The three of us are still down on our knees, with our mouths open, speechless.

Persia
CHAPTER TWELVE

“I got your message.”

I narrow my eyes, glancing at the clock. It’s 10:15 in the morning.
Is this motherfucker serious?
“Emerson, are you for real? That was two damn days ago.”

“My bad. I woulda hit you up sooner if I could have. But I was tied up for a few days on some last-minute-type shit.”

“And you have a cell phone, no?”

“Yeah, and?”

I blink. “
And
you couldn’t use it?”

“I couldn’t get any service where I was.”

“Oh really? So where were you, vacation?”

“Nah, doing some demolition work up in the Poconos.”

Yeah, beating up some bitch’s pussy. Demolition, my ass! The only walls he was tearing down were attached to a uterus.
Interesting thing is he’s not our man so I don’t really care where he was. But I do care that his ass is sleeping with someone else other than my sisters and me. “Mmmm.”

This nigga must really think I’m some damn fool. My sisters and I have been fucking him for eight months straight. And anytime I’ve called or texted him, he’s always been Johnny-on-the-damn-spot up until the last three weeks or so. I guess he doesn’t think I’ve noticed how it takes him much longer to get back to
me. Or the fact that all of sudden he hasn’t been able to stay the night after we’ve fucked him down. I swear. Some men are so fucking stupid when it comes to women. Just because we don’t always mention shit we see doesn’t mean we aren’t paying attention, and aren’t noticing what’s going on around us. Sometimes we’re sitting back waiting for his ass to slip up. Other times, we’re pretending to not notice to keep him believing we’re as dick-dumb as he already thinks we are.