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"𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒎𝒂. 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚."
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𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘆 was knocking on fuckshit's front door. her left foot rapidly tapping— impatiently waiting for him to open the door so she could finally let her built up anger out.
finally, a stoned fuckshit opened the door, confused as to why she was at his house when she was supposed to be a estee's.
"uhhh wassup baby, what you doing here?" he asked slurring his words and scratching his head.
ignoring his question completely, delaney pushed past him with no hesitation, making her way up the stairs leading up to his bedroom knowing the path seeing that she had been to his house on numerous occasions. the girl crossed her legs, sitting down on his unmade bed. the puzzled boy quietly following behind her before joining her.
anxiously waiting for her reasoning as to why the girl seemed so mad, fuckshit's thoughts ran wild; i didn't do anything wrong, right? he thought to himself before delaney finally spoke up.
"did you fuck angela?" she blurted out, instantly regretting it because it made her sound jealous.
hearing her bitter tone, a teasing smirk formed itself on his tan face. she was jealous. "just a couple times to get my dick wet, not a big deal right, we are allowed to see other people..." he said, lying through his gritted teeth, though she didn't catch on, her spite clearing her way of thinking.
fuckshit definitely did not fuck angela, angela did show up at his house a couple times, attempting to 'hang out' but the pussy-whipped boy denied her advances. a part of him knew delaney couldn't do anything about it since they weren't even dating but his heart told him to remain loyal... whatever that meant.
delaney was pissed off. it took every part of her living dignity to stop her from going off on the boy. she knew it would only come back to bite her in the ass due to the fact that they absolutely weren't dating so technically, he did nothing wrong.
she looked up at him, noticing the smirk carved onto his sweet ovale face. she couldn't let him have the satisfaction of knowing he still had an affect on her— together or not.
"are you jealous?" asked a smug fuckshit while placing her hand on inner thigh, a sense of mischief and overconfidence floating on his visage. a soft gasp escaped her mouth. due to the drugs she had taken earlier, she was more sensitive.
"no." she lied poorly, her cheeks turning red. fuckshit could read her like a book. he knew she was lying through the skin of her teeth. she looked down to her feet, not wanting fuckshit to notice her rosy cheeks but unfortunately for her, he already did.
"it's okay to be jealous, ma. i won't tell nobody." he teased slowly moving his hand closer to her heat causing her to let out a soft "fuck".
"i'm not jealous." she stubbornly answered, mindlessly uncrossing her legs, giving him more access. he slowing inched his fingers closer to her clothed core, feeling her through her black shorts.
"mhm" fuckshit responded, not believe a word that came out of her mouth. he was focused on making her feel good, drawing circles on her dripping heat.
without hesitation, delaney leaned forward and kissed him roughly, fuckshit kissing her back immediately.
they wanted each other, they craved each other, they needed each other...
fuckshit layed her down on his bed. he rapidly took his shirt, jeans and boxers off before quickly attacking her jawline. he focused on his work, sensually leaving love bites on her jaw before slowly sucking on her neck leaving dark red and purple hickeys. she tilted her neck to the right, giving him more access to do whatever he wanted to her.
the sexually flustered girl took off her oversized biggie smalls shirt, throwing it across the room. fuckshit focused on the beautiful girl placed in front of him, wearing nothing but her lace bra and some black shorts that he was sure he was gonna take off in a matter of seconds.
starting with her black lace bra, he quickly unclipped it, tossing it somewhere, not caring where it would land. he admired her exposed perfectly perked up breast. she was on full display at this point, like the mona lisa at the louvre museum.
going back to work, he kissed down her fragile body, leaving a dozen love bites before finally arriving where she needed him the most.
he rapidly took off her black shorts, leaving her in her matching black underwear.
he inched his mouth closer to the string of her undergarment, pulling it off with his teeth at a slow pace, making the girl arch her back while letting out low and sensual moans.
kissing back up and reaching her lips, he gaved her a small pec before glancing at her with questioning eyes. "let me ruin you, laney." she nodded, giving him the consent he needed before slowly entering her.
her mouth opening into the perfect 'o' shape as he started slowly rocked his hips against her back and forth, pinning her down as she became a moaning mess.
starting to rock his hips faster, hitting her g spot constantly, the girls hands found their way to his curly locks pulling on them, looking for support. "fuckshit!" she cried out, the feeling of him hitting so deep inside of her felt indescribable as she buckled her toned legs against him.
she felt his member unhurriedly come out before slamming into her once again, repeating that move a few more times making her scream in pleasure.
her breaths were quick and unsteady as fuckshit groaned along with her. the feeling of her legs wrapped around him, the girl screaming his name and begging him to never stop made him feel amazing.
she wimpered as she felt his soft palms grin her tits, almost driving her over the edge.
the boy felt her walls clench around his member, signaling that she was gonna cum undone at any moment, causing fuckshit's room to smell of sex with skin smacking noises. she laid back and took everything he gave her.
he slammed in her harder as the girl's nails dug onto his bareback, leaving long and deep marks. "fuck!" she screamed. "i'm gonna—" she wasn't even able to finish her sentence before they both released. her juices dripping on fuckshit's member. he legs still shaking by her orgasm.
while delaney was still laying down on the bed, processing what had just happened, fuckshit nonchalantly got up and passed her his shirt.
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back to normal, delaney spoke up; "dude, i don't care who you're fucking but we both know she'll never be as good as me."
"nigga you did seem to care though. you kissed me out of jealousy right before i fucked you so good." he stated, laughing smugly.
"though talk for someone with a weak stroke game." she joked.
"yeah, yeah." "you weren't saying that when i had your legs shaking—" fuckshit started to say before delaney cut him off with a kiss.
"damn, shut me up more often." fuckshit sarcastically said.
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enjoy you horny sluts😼 this is my first time writing smut and shit man that was awkward. vote and comment or tony lopez with pick you up with his helicopter 🚁