Page 15 of Mr. Calloway

I came out of my pants and planted myself back on the bed. “Turn around,” I muttered.

Just as I asked, she sexily turned around, getting on all fours, swaying her ass like a wild cat. “Keep fucking around, Z, and we’re going to make another baby,” I grumbled as I slid my dick up and down her ass before entering.

Her warm vegan center sent my head flying back. “Mm, goddamn,” I groaned. “This feels so fucking good,” I growled as my head fell forward.

Zaria’s head tilted slightly as her sweet lioness eyes landed on me. Her tongue traveled slowly around her full lips, making my dick grow inside her. My hands gripped her waist while my hips created their own rhythm against her ass.

Roll slowly to the right. Roll slowly to the left.

“I swear, baby, you know how to take dick so good,” I whispered.

Roll slowly to the right. Roll slowly to the left.

“You like the way it feels, Z?”

“Mm, hm. Don’t stop. Shat!”

Roll slowly to the right. Roll slowly to the left.

I glanced down and watched my dick disappear between her ass. Z had my shit looking like a glazed donut. “Swallow the dick, baby. You're doing so fucking good.”

Roll slowly to the right. Roll slowly to the left.

I had now leaned forward, placing my chest against her back. I put one arm around her neck while the other wrapped around her waist, playing with her pearl.

“Oo shit!” she screamed.

“That’s right. Let them muhfuckas know who gives you good dick.”

My slow strokes didn’t speed up; instead, they became more intentional and more intense. Each time we made love was mating season. Z’s pussy was so good that if I could’ve lived in it forever, I would’ve. I must have gotten lost in it because she was moving her hips, bringing her body forward to the tip, then slamming back, and I fucking lost it. My face nuzzled in her thick curly hair, my grip around her neck got tighter, and the hand that was playing with her pussy only seconds ago was now clawing at her inner thigh.

“Gawd!”I moaned.

Z, a nigga about to cum.

Me too.

Your pussy casting spells. Fuck. I’m cummin’.

Before I knew it, my body jolted, my knees locked up, and my body shot forward one good time as I sent my seed swimming off into her vegan pussy. I stayed in that position for a few minutes before I moved. All I could do was shake my head.

“I don’t know what type of shit you're doing when I’m not around, but that—” I pointed between her legs, “—is deadly. Off with a nigga’s head for your ass. I love you, Z.”

She giggled. “I love you too. Don’t be fooled. That midnight dick ain’t to be fucked with either,” she said as she got out of bed.

I watched as she disappeared into the bathroom. She was my reason for many things, the lioness who stole my heart, and for her, I would burn this muhfucka down.

June’s Entry

Place: Gas station

Year: 2025

Time: 8:00 am

Zaria,

Yeah, I’m at the gas station. I’ve been sitting here contemplating if I’m going to hit this corner and pick up this girl you were so gracious enough to accept into our lives. As I sit here and think about it, I realized it’s one of the things I love about you. Your heart is so fucking pure that sometimes a nigga doesn’t feel deserving.