A hot shower was calling her name. She needs to call Isabella and tell her what happened. In the shower she thought of him. Roman had left his mark. She needs more.
Morgan walked out of the apartment.
"Bitch I got my taste. Call me ASAP!" Morgan texted Isabella.
It didn't take long for her phone to ring.
"Pooh. Don't leave out any details. I need to know everything." Isabella said her voice full of excitement.
"Okay bitch. So listen we were in the store. I was pressing my ass on him. Trying to feel his dick. Let me tell you bitch its huge. Anyway he caught on. He knew what game I was playing quick. Girl he started slapping my ass and threaten to fuck me in the middle of the store. He was pulling my hair and everything. He made me called him Daddy. He took me to the bathroom and bitch it went down." Morgan said. Just talking about it was making her wet.
Isabella was trying to contain herself. Hearing Morgan's story was making her hot.
"What happen next?"
"Girl he pushed up against the sink. He told me not to move all aggressive and shit. I heard his pants come down. He ordered me to turn around. Izzy when I looked his dick was the size of my forearm. He told me to suck it because it wasn't going to suck itself. Bitch I got so into it was touching my pussy. He fucked my throat hard. I came on the floor. He pounded my throat until he shot his load down my throat. Then he told to swallow every fucking drop. Even after he came he was still hard. I thought we were done. I was about to get dress. This man knocked my clothes on the floor. He turned me around. Pushed me up against the sink. He started fucking me bitch. I thought I was about to split in half. No man has ever fuck me that hard. No man has ever made me cum that hard. Izzy that was only the second orgasm. Bitch I came three times. Anyway after he came in me. I thought we were done. "
"But then…" Morgan paused.
"Then what?"
"I felt my ass being spread girl. My ass was spread and he was licking my asshole. He started shoving his tongue deep in my ass. I have never had a man eat my ass ever. Girl I started grinding my ass on his tongue. He didn't stop until I came all over him."
"Bitch he ate your ass?" Isabella said in shock.
"Izzy he ate that shit like it was a five star meal."
"Can you watch the boys for me while I go play."
"Yeah I'll be there"
Roman entered his apartment. He found Heather napping on the couch. He didn't wake her just covered her with a blanket. He went into the bathroom to wash off his fun with Morgan. He came out to find a text from Isabella.
"I heard about what happened with Morgan"
"I'm sorry baby. It just happened." He replied
"Will it happen again?"
He thought about lying. In the end he decided to tell the truth.
"Hell Yeah!"
Isabella smirked. She loved how honest he was. She doesn't care that they fucked. She just wants her turn.
"Okay. Well, I want my turn."
Roman just stared at the message. Confusion written all over his face. What did he get himself into. Whatever it is he loves it. If they were both okay fucking him, he isn't going to deny them.
Heather didn't know when she fell asleep. She was shocked to see Roman had returned. He approached her. His walk oozed confidence. His beautiful dreadlocks resting on his shoulders. Heather doesn't know much about him. But she knows that he is the most beautiful man she has ever seen.
"Hey, I'm going to have some company later. You are more than welcome to stay. I can also pay for you to get a hotel room if you want."
"I'll stay"
A deep roar filled the room. Heather's face flushed crimson. She buried her face in her hands. Roman chuckled at the sight.
"Somebody is hungry I see." Roman said.
"I didn't think it was right to go through your kitchen without permission. I had no way of contacting you, so I waited."
"I understand why don't I cook for us."
"What about your company?"
"She'll be in about an hour and a half. I have time"
He made his way over to the kitchen. He pulled some potatoes from his pantry. He placed a big brown bowl on the counter. His hand reached into a drawer, pulling out a knife. The potatoes went into the bowl and then underneath the water. Once they were rinsed, he began peeling them.
Heather's eyes were glued to him. Roman obviously knew his way around the kitchen. The way he moved with confidence. It felt as if he was in his happy place.
Cabinet doors opened. Pans clanged on the stove. Roman poured enough oil to cover the potatoes. Inside the refrigerator he pulled out a roll of sausage. He had to test the temp of the oils to make sure it was ready. He dropped a potato in the oil sizzled. It's ready to go.
"Would you like some eggs?" He asked.
Heather nodded.
The sausage crumbled and dropped into a pan. The potatoes sizzled away. The smell inside the apartment was heavenly. After about 15 minutes, Roman fried all the potatoes. The sausage came off the burner. Next was eggs and bacon. He also chopped up some green and yellow peppers.
He grabbed two plates from the cabinet. He placed a tortilla on both plates. The tortillas were heated in the microwave. He put all the ingredients in the tortilla, folded them into burritos. Then put them on the stove. After a few minutes on each side, they were ready.
His eyes wandered all over Heather's body. Her beautiful tits barely being contained by her shirt. He watched as her ass jiggle when she walked to put her plate in the sink. His cock hard as steel in his basketball shorts. Roman got a devilish idea. One that brought a sinister grin to his face.
His phone rang snapping him back to reality. Isabella was calling to let him know that she was getting dress and would be leaving shortly. His grin widens.
20 minutes passed and there is a knock at the door.
"It's open!" Roman said.
The door opens. Isabella enters the apartment with her hair pulled into a bun. She is wearing shorts that stop just below her ass cheeks. He could see her nipples. Obviously, she understood her assignment. Roman was going to ravish her. He is going to take her to depths of ecstasy that she has never reached.
Isabella saw Heather sitting on the couch.
"I wasn't aware that we would have an audience." Isabella said.
"Well now you know. This is Heather she stays in 5D."
His eyes explored Isabella's figure. Her clothes hugging all the right places. He is done with the small talk. His dick is throbbing, and he wants to put it in Isabella's mouth now.
Roman pulled Isabella close. She almost melted in his embrace. His hand collided with her ass. The impact lifted Isabella off her feet. Her ass jiggled.
SMACK!
A moan escaped Isabella's lips.
"Be a good girl go wait by the bed." Roman ordered.
Isabella did as she was told. He watched her ass swing in every direction. He was getting turned on. He gave Heather another chance to leave. Heather said she would stay.
"I'm only here because I don't have anywhere else to go" Heather told herself.
But who is she kidding. She is staying because she wants to watch.
Roman left Heather on the couch. He walked over to Isabella.
Drool escaped her mouth as she watched his approach. She could see his meat through his shorts. The print alone was enough to drive her crazy.
Roman kissed her. It didn't take long for their tongues to meet. Their tongues were locked in a battle for supremacy. They danced and twisted. A long bridge of saliva was left when they parted.
His hands found their way to Isabella's chest. He twisted her prefect chocolate nipples between his fingers. Her moans were low but they grew as he continued the torture. He twisted, sucked, kissed, bit, licked, and slapped her breast. Her body bucked. Her pussy grinding on his thigh.
THACK!
His hand came down on her titty. She let out a moan that was a mix of pain and pleasure.
SMACK!
"Aah Roman" Isabella exclaimed
"What did you call me"
SMACK!
His hand connected with her ass cheek.
Ahh not so hard please!
She asked for mercy with her words. But her body betrayed her. Her hips grinding and bucking with each impact.
"I'm going to turn you into my filthy slut. Just like I did Morgan." Roman whispered in her ear.
Isabella was dripping. His hand slid between her legs. He rubbed her clit. Her moans soft and low. His hand moving faster. He inserted two fingers. Pounding his finger in her pussy mercilessly.
"Oh…my…fucking…god" Isabella cried her hips moving on their own.
He wore a grin as he pounded his fingers in her.
"Take that shit" Roman barked.
"Shit…just like…that…don't stop Roman"
SMACK!
"Dirty sluts don't get to call me by my name. I'm Daddy to you understand."
"Yes…daddy" Isabell whimpered
Her pussy clenched around his fingers. Her body shook and her orgasm ripped through. Roman removed his fingers that were coated Isabella's juices.
"Taste yourself!" He ordered, lifting his fingers to her mouth.
Isabella licked and slurped his fingers clean.
Roman grabbed her hair guiding her to her knees. He sat on the bed removing his shorts. His dick flopped out hitting Isabella in her face.
She strokes his shaft. Isabella twirls tongue around the tip. Licking away all the precum.
"Open wide make daddy feel good." Roman said.
He winked at Heather. He noticed her watching as Isabella took more of his cock in her mouth. Isabella had 6 inches in her mouth. He began to move his hips. Before he knew all nine inches were inside her mouth. He was reaching the back of her throat. Isabella's hands flailed. She hit his thighs begging for air. Roman released her head. Her eyes watered. She struggled to gather her breath. Before she knew what happened, he was ruthlessly hammering her throat.
His balls ached craving release. Isabella's throat felt nice and warm around his cock. She had started to massage his balls. Thrusting more and more he was getting close.
"Ah fuck…don't stop…suck it just like… that… take my cum"
She was trying to suck his soul out. He is there at the threshold of ecstasy. His body convulsing. He started shooting a stream of hot cum down her throat. Isabella is a professional, she didn't waste a single drop.
Roman tore off her clothes. Her tits flopped free. Her pussy juices dripped on his carpet.
"Stand up! Lay down on your back!"
Roman positioned his dick at her already dripping entrance. He started rubbing her clit with his thumb.
"Don't tease me. Put it in."
SMACK!
His hand came down hard on her pussy. Her body jolted upwards.
"You don't give orders. I do. Just for that."
He slammed all 9 inches in her at once.
"Daddy" Isabella exclaimed
He started moving his hips. Slamming his dick in her. Reaching her inner depths. Pushing against her womb. Holding her legs up Roman pounding her pussy relentlessly. Moans and incoherent words escaped her mouth. Her hips bucked against him. His balls slapping her asshole.
"Daddy…give it to me…more…harder." Isabella cried.
"That's right this is my pussy. Take that shit you filthy whore."
"Yes Daddy, give it to me. Fill this pussy. Make me sore"
His hips are moving faster. Isabella moving her body to the rhythm of each thrust.
"Shit. Right there. Don't Stop. Daddy. Please. I'M CUMMING" Isabella screamed.
Her juices flooded his dick. Roman smile as he fucked her through her orgasm. Isabella lost all control. Her body shook violently as she squirted all over his cock. Roman pulled his dick out of her pussy slowly.
"Get on all fours!" He commanded.
Isabella complied. Her ass up in the air. Roman's iron dick placed right at her entrance. He slowly inserted it. Isabella couldn't wait any longer. She threw her hips back taking all of him at once.
"Fuck that's a good girl."
Isabella threw her ass back. Roman met her every time punching his dick in her. He pulled her hair with one hand. Delivered loud hardcore slaps to her ass with the other. Her moans driving him crazy he's going to fill her up. Just like he did Morgan.
Roman glanced back to see Heather touching herself. Her pants were on the floor. The front of her shirt pulled down exposing her perfect tits. She was fingering herself with one hand. The other hand playing with her nipples.
He pressed his thumb against Isabella's puckered asshole.
"Wait Daddy not there. I'm not ready for that"
He applied more pressure. His thumb slipped into her ass with little resistance.
"Are you sure? The way your ass sucked in my thumb, I think you're plenty ready."
He worked her ass with his thumb. Pounding her pussy at the same time. She lost all sense of reason. She is solely focused on her next orgasm. Throwing her hips back taking him deeper. Isabella is going to cover his dick again. Her orgasm building. She started rubbing her clit. Bringing herself closer to the promise land.
Roman grabbed her arm and threw it away.
"Daddy why?" She cried out.
"You didn't ask my permission that's why." He said slamming his dick in her.
"But Daddy I want to cum."
"And you will but you need my permission to touch my things"
"Daddy please"
"Please what?"
Another powerful thrust sent Isabella flying forward.
"Please can I touch myself. I want to cum. I need to cum. Daddy please."
Hearing her pleads for release drove him crazy. He pounded her harder.
"Go ahead. You better cum harder than last time. Cover my dick with your juices"
Her hand started working her clit. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was going to cum again. Her body convulsing. Her hand rubbing her clit harder and faster. Roman pushed her head into the bed. Her screams of pleasure muffled by the cover in her mouth. As fucked her through another glorious orgasm his approaching. His balls once again craving release.
"GOD DAMN!" He cried out.
He is close. He's going to fill Isabella like did Morgan.
"I'm going to put a baby in you."
He body jerk and Isabella's pussy milked his cock. An endless stream of hot white liquid filling her to the brim.
He heard cries coming from behind him. As he released Heather had also. Her juices covering his couch and floor. Isabella fell flat on her on stomach. Her breath heavy and labored. She was floating. Quite honestly, she felt drunk. She was in a state of full-blown sexual hangover.