His possesion

His Possesion

From the moment I saw him, I wanted to be his forever. His dark chocolate skin was drawing me in. I tried to forget him, get his image out of my head but I couldn't. I was losing sleep, he'd all I think about, his smell, taste, laugh. I needed to get him out of my mind, I hated him, I had to. He was a player and I couldn't let him think he had power over me. I fell in love with him, I should've listened when everyone told me he wasn't right for me but he was just too much to give up on. I realized no matter how good I am, no matter how good I try to be he'll never love me the way he loves his girlfriend. I was just a f**k friend to him, someone he could come to every time he was feeling valuable. He owned me and I was his possession. No one other than him was allowed to touch me or make love to me.   

Santiago was dark skin with curly brown hair, his lips were big and pink, he was tall probably 5’7. He had the eyes that anybody could get lost into. Had some deep dimples when he smiled. Everything about him was just pe rfect, his face all the way down to his body. He's a major d**k head even though he dont show it and you won't see it at first but he is and everyone around him sees it. He jokes about things but he's serious when needed. He cares about himself first and everyone else second. He cheats and he lies and he twists his words to his satisfaction. On some days he could be funny, kind, brilliant, giving, and he was so creative with his mind. 

The way he pushed me on the wall, caressed my body, and sucked on my n*****s would get me so wet. Pick me up and drop me on the bed kiss upon me, were we making love? No, we were f*****g hard core f**k. I’d get on top, tease him, bite him then I'd let go a small moan inside his ear while I'm sucking on his ear lube. His hard c**k pressing against my skin feels so damn good.  

      “Call me daddy,” he says, pulling my hair in a doggy style position. 

“Daddy” I answered 

He got up and took a rope and tied me up in missionary. I was struggling, he got whip cream and poured it on my stomach. Santiago licked the whip cream from my belly button down to my yoni.

“UGH” I moaned loudly in shock, still struggling with my hands tied to the bed.

“Yes, daddy” I groaned holding his head.

Santiago spanked me and asked; “ Who's p***y is this?” 

“Yours, daddy” I moaned

“ I own it, nobody can touch it” he replied

“Of course” I told him.  

Santiago p.o.v

“DAmnnn” Santiago thought “ Her tight little p***y is getting hard to resist, she’s so wet, and it's so juicy”. I put two fingers in there still eating her sweet p***y, it tasted like a rose champagne with strawberry and smelled even better. I heard her letting out a soft, sweet moan and groan. We went from that to the 69 bridge, to pole position, to butter churner.