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My Man's Thug Lover**1My Man's Thug LoverChapter 112 noon I came walking in from work. On a normal work day I wouldn't be expected to be home til 5pm, but I was feeling flu like symptoms at work, so the office allowed me to leave early. When I walked through the front door, I was surprised to see my boyfriend's car parked in the drive, as he also works a 9 to 5. I dismissed it on the idea he may've gotten a ride from one of his girlfriends, or maybe he'd come home for lunch or something. I didn't both to call his name as I didn't feel the energy to shout through the 2 story townhouse i owned. I walked into the kitchen to pour myself a tall glass of O.J. so I could take 2 aspirin before downing nearly an entire bottle of Nyquil and hit the bed. On my way up the steps I could have sworn I heard something. I paused on the stairs and listened for a moment. I could definitely hear something, but I wasn't sure what it was. I crept up the steps quietly with my ear cocked to the sound, determined to find out what and where that noise was coming from. At the top of the stairs, the sound became apparent. I stood in front of the closed door to the master bedroom, listening to the squeaking sounds of my mattress/ headboard slamming against the wall. I pushed the unlocked door open in dramatic flare, and caught my boyfriend on his back getting his ass pulverized by one of the street thugs that the neighborhood watch were constantly calling the police on. Jman (my man) was on his hands and knees, his plump ass raised high in the air as the street thug held them in his grimy hands, watching his thick dick slap and slide in and out of him. Neither one of them noticed me as Jman was busy getting the life fucked out of him, and the street thug reeled in his sweet juices like a k** in a candy store. Then I heard Jman's voice, screaming filth in a passion I'd heard before.*quot;FUCK ME! FUCK MY NASTY ASS D-MONEY! MAKE ME CUM LIKE MY MAN!!That's when I lost it. I charged into the room like a rhino, dropping my orange juice and Nightquil all over the plush white carpet. D-Money (or whatever his name) turned to me in complete surprise. I clocked him in his chin, knocking him over, and OUT of my man's cunt. He slammed into the night stand, smashing the lamp in the process. Jman spun around. Seeing his lover smack into the wall, he screamed my name, even as he was scrambling to his feet. The look on my face must've terrified him, as he ran into the adjoining bathroom, and locked himself in.D-Money steady himself. He was on his feet quicker than I anticipated. He looked to güvenilir bahis be about 49 or 50 if he was a day over 51. He was a light golden brown skin, with barely any facial hair. His lips were full and sensuous. His eyes biddy dark. His body was full and thick muscular, like he liked to run ball or something. His stomach sported rippling muscles that formed a complete six pack. His crotch was covered in dark soft looking curly hairs, and his dick (which was still semi-hard) hung thickly, bobbing up and down between his solid thighs. His fist was the last thing I saw as he came charging at me with all the force of a bull. His punches landed on me in a series of lunges that sent me hurling into the bathroom door. I was slipping somewhere in a semi-conscious state, when I heard him yell to Jman to *quot;open the fuckin door!*quot;Jman came out reluctantly. he was still nervous and quivering at being caught red handed having an affair. *quot;This the muthafuka you wuz tellin me about?*quot; I heard him ask, his voice revealing his lack of education. *quot;Yes.*quot; Jman spoke, his voice sounding muffled as he held his hands over his mouth to control his sobbing. *quot;He don't look all that tough to me.*quot; he said, sizing me up as I laid on the floor, slow to recover. *quot;So THIS da nigga you had me sneaking out da back door for huh?*quot; he asked, bending over to examine my face. *quot;He looks a baby to me.*quot; *quot;He's 22.*quot; Jman said defensively. I was only 8 years younger then him. *quot;SHIT-*quot; D-Money exclaimed, *quot;he's 2 years older then my sister!*quot; Jman didn't comment on that. D-Money picked me up, and dragged me over to the bed. He helped me up, then bitch slapped me backwards, I crashed onto the bed like a fallen meteor. *quot;What you going to do to him?*quot; Jman asked, sounding concerned. *quot;I'm gonna show him what we been doing every friday when his ass is at work.*quot;D-Money told Jman to get up on the bed, and to squat down over my face. Jman didn't want to, but D-Money told him again, this time in a sterner tone. Jman (whom was obviously a little scared of D-Money) obeyed, and proceeded to climb on board. I was barely able to open my eyes, and see his slightly trimmed ass hovering over my face. On D-Money's command, he lowered himself until his privates were resting on my face. I turned my head, and tried to push him up off me, when D-Money kicked my leg, and ordered me to eat my man's ass. I scarfed at the command, defying the power hungry delinquent. D-Money grabbed me by the collar, pulling me up to seated position, and pimp slapped me til I saw stars. Then he shoved me back onto my back, and türkçe bahis ordered Jman to smother me with his ass.Jman's ass landed smack dab on my mouth. My breathing cavities were all temporarily closed off, as Jmam took him at his word, and tried to suffocate me. Instinctively, my tongue shot forth from my lips, and I could taste the sweet salty juices of Jman's ass that I'd become so addicted to over the past 3 years. My hands reached up and grabbed hold of his hips, pulling him down harder to my lips. I couldn't get over the sweet salty taste of my man's ass. My dick was becoming bone hard in my pants. Jman began to respond by rubbing himself back and forth across my face. I could feel my pants being pulled down my legs and off my feet in one swoop, I knew it had to be D-Money. My average medium sized dick stood from my hairy crotch at a 10 o'clock angile. D-Money stood between my spread legs, and pulled Jman forward. I could feel his chest sliding across my stiff dick. D-Money grabbed his head, and shoved Jmans mouth onto his dick. I heard Jman's muffled sucking sounds, I was sure he'd vomit at the taste of his own juices that was undoubtedly still smeared all over his woody. I laughed to myself, even as I continued to lick at his ass, at least I wasn't the only one being humiliated.After getting D-Money's dick good and wet, Jman was allowed to suck my dick, which had been smearing pre-cum all over his chest. I felt my legs being raised up unusually high for a blowjob. That's when I felt D-Money leaning on the bed between my widely spread asscheeks. *quot;No! OH HELL NO!*quot; I screamed into Jman's ass. D-Money took his steely hard rod, and jammed it up into my asshole.*quot;AAAAAARRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHGG!!!!*quot;*quot;Shut da fuck up muthafuka, and take dat shit like a Man!*quot; D-Money yelled. His dick jammed more than half way up into my moist from sweet hole. I became violent, trying to push both Jman and his lover off me. D-Money gripped me up by the balls and twisted them, causing me to squirm, but to settle down back into place. *quot;Thas right muthafuka.......I'll twist em off!*quot; he said. Jman had abandoned sucking my now limp dick, as he sat squatted over my face, watching his thick dicked thug fuck his Man up his sore asshole.*quot;Fuck his face babee while I bitch fuck his ass.*quot; D-Money commanded. Jman complied with a vengeance, obviously turned on by the show of power his new Thug man showed.My head laid back in resting position. Jman was having a filled day fucking my mouth with his hips. My nose and tongue raced across his hole, driving him into a frenzy. D-Money güvenilir bahis siteleri was beginning to move his dick back and forth in me. I could feel his thick dick stretching the walls of my ass, threating to cause them terrible damage if they tried to squeeze him out. My asshole was sore and in a great deal of pain. I concentrated on sucking Jman's ass to take my mind off the pain of getting fuck. Money's dick started to slide in and out of me easier. He pressed my thighs up to my chest, and I could feel the full weight of his thrusts. Suddenly my mouth was filled with a creamy substance that flowed steady from Jman's insides. The mixture slid into my mouth and gathered on my tongue, with my head laid back, I couldn't help but let it slide to the back of my mouth, and down into my throat. The stuff was warm and salty, mixed with the juices of Jman. I wasn't sure of what the strange, yet pleasantly tasting liquid was, until I heard D-Money say: *quot;yeh muthafuka, suck up all that cum I shot into yur Bitch. Eat my fuckin NUT Man!*quot; My heart froze at the realization that I was swallowing the cum load of my man's thug lover. That not only was he stripping me of my manhood by forcibly fucking me in my asshole, but that I had further humiliated myself by eating his sperm. I felt D-Money start to fuck me harder. His dick now sliding in piston like fashion, moving back and forth over the soft irritated membranes of my inner ass. I laid there helpless, allowing this older, stronger, meaning male to butt fuck me in front of the dude I loved. D-Money was long dicking me now. His dick traveled the total length on my inner hole, fucking to his hips' content. Jman was moved from my head. D-Money wanted me to see the face of the man that *quot;took*quot; my virginity. I looked up into the eyes of the older cocky thug, the smirk on his face told me he was enjoying himself, as did the rock hard dick protruding my hole. I wasn't even aware I was still hard, til my dick started shooting cum all over my chest and stomach without being touched. D-Money saw this, and shoved his dick ball deep into my rectum. I saw his eyes roll up into his head, his strong muscular body shook and quivered like a sick calf with mad-cows disease. I could feel D-Money's dick pumping and jerking wildly inside me. My raw sensitive innards registered every squirt of cum that splattered my inside. D-Money's body grew weak, as he collapses like dead weight on top of my body. My legs were released, and I was able to ease them down to his waist as he laid between them, his dick still jumping inside me. I looked over at Jman, my eyes narrowing as he looked on wondrously. I knew he was worried what would happen between us once D-Money had left the scene. That would have to wait though, as I heard him begin to snore a sound sleep.