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After this, I knew I wouldn’t want any other man inside of me or licking on my goods but Soulful.

“Get on all fours, I need that big ass booty in the air.” I get excited thinking that he is finally about to stuff my pussy with all that fat dick he has but Soulful is still not full of eating my pussy. What the hell was wrong with him? I thought, as I almost jumped out of my skin when he leaned in and swipes at me with his long tongue.

First, he thrusted his tongue hard against my clit, then he ran it between my pussy lips. Soulful laped at my juices then flicks the tip of his tongue upward until he was tickling my asshole. The feeling was so intense that I tried to pull away but he stopped me by grabbing my wide thick hips and kept me pinned in place. He continued his assault, thrusting his tongue in and around my ass. I love this new feeling, getting my ass licked and played with was an entire new feeling that I think I was growing addicted to.

“You taste so fucking good baby.” He grunted. “My dick feel like it’s gone nut before it even gets inside of you.” He kept at it, teasing my ass with his tongue lashing. He reached his hand forward and toyed with my clit building more and more pleasure inside of me until I grip the pillows to my face and moan loudly into them. My toes curled and my insides clamped and fluttered around nothing, wishing it was that thick long dick of his. For the first time, I wanted to literally beg and plead for Soulful’s dick to stretch and tear me the hell apart. The need was building, he was making everything, I mean literally everything wet and damp on my entire body.

Pinning my sensitive pussy to his face, he started doing that gulping shit again. Like he was thirsty and in need of a drink. Soulful gulped my pussy down greedily with his thumb pressed against my tight asshole. I gushed all over his face and beard as it scuffed against my wet flesh and thighs. Soulful was so fucking nasty, he started purposely smearing it all around his face and my thighs making everything damp and sticky.

“Fuck baby, you making me nut.” He grunted and that made me cum even harder. His fingers slide in between my wet folds, spreading my pussy lips as if he was trying to study and size me for his dick. I felt his tongue touch my clit, he trapped it with his thick lips, I ended up backing my ass into his face and Soulful started tongue fucking my ass again while slapping it hard making my shit ripple and shake all on his face.

Everything felt entirely too good, I kept telling myself to breathe but then he entered me and the time seemed to stand still. I lost my voice and my will to breathe as he filled me up until there was no room for me or my pussy to breathe. My entire body shivered as he eased out halfway then slammed right back into me. Holding my lower back into his massive hands, he moved himself in and out of me as he controlled the way my ass slammed up against him.

“This pussy too fucking good Era. Tell me this my pussy.” He grunted and spread my ass cheeks while he pushed in and out of me. I feel the cool spit drip from his mouth and into my ass. He pushed his index finger inside of my tight asshole and pushed in and out as he delivered death strokes to my pussy.

It felt like Soulful was moving his dick in a certain way that it felt too fucking good. Secret places inside of me was being reached and touched making me cry out and moan with tears wetting up his cotton pillowcases.

“I swear this pussy is all your’s baby, nobody elses.”

He smacked my ass as I hiss out from the sting, biting my bottom lip he picked up his pace, now it felt like he was super deep inside of my guts.

“Just like I’m killing this pussy, I’ll kill a nigga if you ever let another hit this shit.” I should be scared but my pussy gushed out in response. He just didn’t know how he got me feeling because if he even thought about giving this dick back to his ex-wife or any other bitch, I didn’t just see myself taking the high road like I did with Devin. Nope! This was the kind of dick that would have me speeding to my momma house and grabbing her deuce deuce to shoot a nigga down for fucking playing with my emotions.

Soulful didn’t know just how fucking good his dick and tongue made me feel. The way he took his time with my body and explored it. The way he had my eyes getting stuck from rolling back multiple times.

“When you break some shit you buy that shit Era. When I fuck you, I own you. All of this.” His hands caressed my ass as he dug even deeper. “And this.” He grabbed my breast with his dick buried inside of me. “This pussy and everything else attached to you belongs to me and I’m gone take good care of all of you and the things you care for and want to do.” He leaned forward and kissed the top of my back.

Soulful acted a fucking fool inside of me and I gained my courage and started fucking him back to show his ass just what I was working with. When we got done, we ordered food, changed sheets, fucked again then showered together and went another round in there. When got out his massive shower, dried off and got in the bed naked. I was sure that my chocolate skin would be ashy in the morning from not putting on lotion, but I didn’t give a damn.

I rubbed my bare feet against Soulful’s rugged rough feet then snuggled under his tall, massive ass and fell asleep with him holding me tight. I remember saying a silent prayer because this man had me already head over hills for him.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

DEBO

I stared right into my steely gray eyes that had a speckle of red. I already knew this was a dream I couldn’t escape just had to take the ride and enjoy. This was the only time my fear got the best of me. I was facing myself l, and this part of me was way taller and darker. I could smell the evilness rippling off of Debo. I could also see the disappointment and anger that I had been keeping locked away.

“You know what the fuck this is, don’t you?” His voice sounded mechanical; with each word he spoke, it echoed, making everything inside of me become alert.

“It’s the only fuckin’ time you let a real nigga out to play bitch boy!” His eyes turned red forcing the gray out of them. Constantly those jaws clenched tight as I felt myself stand and come face to face with Debo.

“Ain’t no bitch in my blood!” I defended.

“Matthew Michael! Got bitch running all through him! I’m Debo! The one that gives you the fuckin’ courage to put muthafuckas in they place nigga! Don’t you ever forget it.” I took in our surroundings, and we were inside of my old apartment. The one I got when I grew tired of my dad controlling everything I did when I was a teenager. I hated how I was feeling, scared and too fucking weak. I feared what this nightmare would become of because usually when I had to face off with myself it got lethal.

“When you let me take control and run us, nigga how the fuck that turn out to be?” He looked at me and smiled sinisterly.

“Deadly, a lot of people died, and it fucked with a lot that I had going.” My heart start beating hard as my mouth dried up at the people and places starting to pop up around us. It felt like we were in a Time Machine, lots of things that I had done in the past came playing out before my very eyes. A lot of the wicked shit felt like it wasn’t me half the time it wasn’t. Debo had taken over whenever my anger got the best of me. I was never able to stop him.

“As it should be nigga. I’m a forced to be reckoned with a god and muthafuckas will respect the grounds I walk on.” He turned away from me causing me to look down at the carpet. The smell of dead bodies and blood reeked making me want to throw up. Each step he took towards a woman who sat naked and tied up with razor cuts up and down her body had me ready to start fighting up out of this state of mind I was locked into.

A nigga appeared on the ground crying as my younger homies from back in the day stood around with hunger and lust evident in their eyes. Another me popped up next to Debo with a rifle in his bloody hands. He started yelling at the nigga that I now remember as Blade. Blade did some foul shit and had to pay. He offed a couple of my homies and Debo raged so hard that he took over for weeks and had me feeling like I couldn’t snap out of anything.

I remember him ignoring every call from my siblings, mother, and father. It was the first time that I became super disgusted with myself and actually caused so much self-harm. For a while I was in denial about myself and the fucked up shit that I sort of felt like wasn’t real. I didn’t know how to sort that fucked up voice that felt alive out of my mental. I had my times where I would zone out. I had my times when I had dreams like the one I was having now and pushed myself out. I think the biggest thing was me not wanting to accept back then that I was really crazy.

My mom started mixing and making me good slushies that Ms. Scott told her about. All along those drinks had my medicines inside and it would help stop these way-out episodes and hallucinations that I would have. My mother noticed it before my father did. I would go to sleep and wake up in the living room fucking shit up. After all the beef and problems that I had with my sister’s husband Ream. I thought I got the shit under control. Debo’s voice disappeared and I thought I was fine.

It wasn’t until months ago that I really realized something was back fucked up with me. I started handling business differently and looking at Ream and Solo like they were enemies although deep down, I knew that they weren’t. When Debo started suggesting to kill Ream and Solo, because they were enemies. I started staying away from them niggas because I felt myself doing some shit that I would regret.