Page 33 of Only Fans

@ T rista

“What are you and Jamal talking about, Trista, and don’t fucking lie to me!” Tatiana roared, startling the life out of me.

She and her mom had walked off to privately speak with her dad’s doctor.

Figuring I’d give them their time, I stayed back in the room and waited for Tatiana to come back.

As I waited, I decided to call Jamal and check in on him.

I felt bad seeing him get thrown out the hospital after Tatiana assaulted and embarrassed him.

I get why he was so angry with her; I also get why she was angry with him.

It was just all too much and a very unfortunate situation.

After all that had taken place and lying to Tati about last night with Jamal, I knew it was shady for me to hit him up.

I couldn’t help myself Jamal was a whole vibe to me.

I was attracted to him at first sight, and what made it hard for me to not act on my feelings was the fact that I knew Tatiana really wasn’t feeling him.

Even though I was high, drunk, and feeling myself, I vividly remember he and I doing it.

Just the thought of how amazing and passionate it was, had my yoni throbbing.

I honestly figured at the end of the day, Tatiana really wouldn’t care if he and I hooked up because she wanted Reggie.

From the way she snapped off on me earlier over me and Jamal dancing and dipping off, I guess I assumed incorrectly how she’d feel.

Now that Tatiana had snuck up on me talking to him, I wasn’t sure how much of the conversation she overheard.

I had no choice but to quickly disconnect the call ‘cause I was caught red-handed. I was guilty as sin and really didn’t know what to say.

“Wow, Trista, really?” Tatiana sneered. “I thought we were better than that!”

“Come on, Tati! You trippin’, girl. It’s not like you checkin’ for Jamal all like that anyway and you know it.”

“You disloyal bitch!” Tatiana shrieked before connecting her fist with my jaw.

I tried to have sympathy for the fact that her dad was laid up fighting for his life, but she had now crossed the line with me.

To some people it probably looked bad for me to hook up with Jamal, but Tatiana wasn’t into him all like that and that was the simple truth.

In true Tatiana fashion it wouldn’t make sense if she didn’t make a big deal out of it.

Had it been me and she hooked up with a dude I was messing with just to be doing it, I wouldn’t have cared.

She had told me herself that Reggie was who she truly wanted, and that Jamal was just something to do in the mean and in between time.

If anybody was bogus it was Tatiana…periodt!

Also, let’s not forget that she spent the night with Reggie last night, further proving where and who she truly wanted to be with.

She told me herself that she and Reggie had sex and that it was the best she’d ever had.

She also took the liberty to put Jamal on blast and tell how he only had one testicle.

It’s a true story and it looked weird as shit, but it had no effect on his penis or dick game in any way whatsoever.

The weirdness of having one ball, I could say he absolutely made up for in girth and length.

To me, his sex game was all that and then some.

I personally had no complaints and wouldn’t mind getting some more of it, just saying.

I get Tatiana being upset, but to the point where she felt the need to put her hands on me was way over the top.

She had me fucked up and she’d found the right one today!

Serving her with a few punches and slaps to the face and head, we went at it until security and a couple of nurses broke us up.

That fight resulted in me getting escorted out of the hospital, and so here I was driving around town in an attempt to calm myself down.

Tatiana and I were close simply because we had a lot in common.

Truth of the matter was that she was an overall really cool chick.

She just had a very bad attitude at times, she was spoiled and entitled as hell.

Jamal never lied about that, yet at the same time, all Tatiana really needed was love and attention.

She didn’t get it at home, so she found it elsewhere.

Her dad had set the bar rather high causing Tatiana to be attracted to a certain type of guy.

Reggie fit that description perfectly in comparison to Jamal.

It didn’t make Jamal a bad guy, just not the guy for Tatiana obviously.

Tatiana didn’t really like Jamal for real, but I did.

I was attracted to Jamal the moment Tatiana introduced us to each other at her birthday dinner.

There was something about the way he looked at me that made me feel that he was just as attracted to me as I was to him.

Jamal was indeed a very sexy man. He had to be at least five-foot-eleven in height to my five-foot-five inches.

I could tell that he worked out and stayed active because he was strong and lean built.

His complexion was the color of honey, almost a golden like shade.

I usually was attracted to darker skinned men, but Jamal had a swag about him that was hard to ignore.

When Jamal and I started dancing at Tatiana’s party, we were both high and feeling good.

The music took over and the next thing I knew we were dancing so close I could feel his nature rise.

One thing led to another and the next thing I knew we had sex.

At first, I felt guilty, but at the same time it was amazing.

I knew in just the short time I’d known Jamal that he was worth my friendship with Tatiana hands down.

I would have felt different if Tatiana was in love and wanted to be in a relationship with him but that wasn’t the case, so I was going to do what made me happy.

It was what it was ‘cause it wasn’t like she wasn’t focused on what made her happy.

Just as I was about to call Jamal to tell him what happened, he called me.

“Your ears must be ringing because I was just about to call you.”

“Oh yeah, I almost didn’t call you back since you rudely hung up in my face. You straight, ‘cause it sounded like some shit popped off.”

“I’m so sorry about hanging up on you, and shit did pop off.”

“Word!” Jamal chuckled.

“Ain’t no tellin’ how much of our conversation she overheard, but long story short we got into it bad. We fought and all. I basically got put out the hospital just like you and she was the aggressor.”

“Damn, I’m not surprised. I don’t know what she’s trippin’ over. She kicked me to the curb. I’m not understanding why she so pressed about me and you. You sure you straight, shawty?”

“My adrenaline was pumping something serious, but I’m good.”

“Damn! I texted you my address. Come through and let me make it up to you.”

“That sounds good, but I need to go home to take a shower and change my clothes first. After that though, I’ll head your way. Is that cool?”

“Yeah, make sure you wear something sexy. I’ve been thinking about that wet-wet ever since I saw you earlier.”

“Stop it! All you were thinking about earlier was Tatiana and Reggie. You didn’t give a damn about me.”

“That’s not true at all. I needed to let your girl know she was foul. Certain shit I just can’t let slide but fuck her and Reggie. Let’s just focus on you and me. You down with that?” Jamal asked putting a smile on my face.

“Yeah, I’m down with that.”

“Don’t forget to wear something sexy.”

Giggling then hanging up, I headed home so that I could freshen up for my hot date. It was crazy how much had gone down in just a short period of time.

#LaterThatNight

“Dem steak hoagies were the shit! Thanks for hooking ya boy up.”

“You’re welcome. I figured since you supplyin’ the weed, I’ll grab us some food.”

“You sure is wearing the hell out that jersey dress, got damn!” Jamal complimented looking me up and down while licking his thick luscious lips.

We had just finished eating and were now sitting in his living room.

I was searching for a movie to watch while he rolled a few Backwoods for us to smoke.

I was so turned on that I could hardly think straight and the fact that he was half-naked didn’t help.

Jamal was sitting next to me with no shirt on, showcasing his round muscular shoulders, broad back which was super sexy to me, broad hairless chest and six pack and he had this manly smell mixed with the faint remnants of his Coach cologne.

When I first arrived at Jamal’s house, I was a nervous wreck, but now I was ready to make the first move and jump his bones.

“Thanks, you over there lookin’ like a whole snack,” I flirted.

After licking then sealing the blunt, he looked over to me. I stared into his eyes after looking over all the scratches on the side of his face and neck from the fight earlier.

“It looks like I’ve been in a fight with a cat.” Jamal said, breaking our moment with a joke causing me to laugh.

“Hell, I can’t talk ‘cause I fought that same crazy ass cat also,” I laughed.

Jamal laughed, too, but at the same time the way he was looking at me made me feel like he was concerned.

I had endured a long scratch and bruise on the left side of my face, along with a few bruises on my forearms and one of my eyes were bloodshot.

I didn’t have a black eye, during the fight Tatiana popped me in the eye with one of her nails.

My lip was busted also, but you couldn’t tell because I was wearing a nude shade lipstick and gloss.

“You too sexy to be out in these streets fighting over a nigga. Especially when the nigga you fighting over wants you just as much as you want him.” Licking his lips, then lighting the blunt, I watched him take a toke.

When he went to pass me the blunt, instead of taking it from his hands, I climbed on his lap then gave him a shotgun.

I made sure to open my legs as wide as I could so that my dress could hike up to my butt.

Jamal was wearing a pair of black cotton Champion lounging pants with no draws making it easy to feel his meaty monster that was resting on his upper thigh.

The fact that I wasn’t wearing any panties made for easy access.

After giving him a shot gun, I took two hits of the blunt, before giving him a second shotgun.

He took the blunt and ashed it out in the ashtray that was next to us then put it on the table in front of us all while I was sitting on his lap tongue kissing him.

Moving from his lips to his neck, he began to moan letting me know he was enjoying the pleasure I was giving him. Reaching into the front of his pants, I pulled his monster out and began to stroke it.

“Ouu…shit!” Jamal hissed as he took control and started passionately kissing my neck.

From the way he was sucking I knew he was going to leave behind a passion mark, but I didn’t care.

Grabbing the base of my dress, he pulled it up and over my head, then took one of my breasts into his hands and began to lick then suck my nipple making my yoni gush with wetness.

He had discovered one of my spots. I wanted to give him a little sloppy top, but my yoni was purring and throbbing with anticipation.

Raising up then sliding down his erect penis, we both moaned out loudly in bliss.

As soon as his penis hit the base of my vagina, I went to work giving Jamal some of my best riding performance of all time.

Last night was good enough for us both to want more, but I was on a mission to make sure tonight will be memorable.

I worked my hips and vagina muscles as Jamal laid his head on the back of the couch moaning and groaning.

Grabbing my hips trying to lock me in a position let me know he was about to release so I jump up off the dick before he could bust.

“What the fuck you do that for?”

Grabbing his pants from off the ground, I wiped the juices from his privates then dropped to my knees taking his wide head into my mouth.

Jamal’s dick was so thick I could hardly get the whole thing to fit in my mouth.

Licking down his shaft to his one ball, I took it into my mouth and sucked it driving Jamal insane.

“Yes, baby! Suck that shit,” he hissed as he worked his hips. “You gon’ make me cum. Don’t stop,” he pleaded as I stopped just before he came, again. “Come on Trista! Why you doin’ me like this, baby.”

Jamal rose from the couch, picked me up, then carried me into his bedroom.

He had a queen-sized bed with a tall black velvet headboard.

His room permeated with his scent and as soon as he laid me on his bed, I appreciated the fact that his sheets were fresh.

I could tell because they smelled like Tide and Bounce which I was familiar with because I used them both to wash my clothes and sheets with also.

“Open them legs and spread that thang wide,” Jamal demanded.

Doing as told, I laid back as he dove in between my legs and feasted on my honey pot.

Losing my wits, I squirted in his mouth as I had back-to-back orgasms. Before I could catch my breath, Jamal’s penis filled my walls.

I laid my legs on his shoulders and he went to work.

He was giving it to me so good he had my vagina farting but neither one of us cared.

We went at it until we both reached our peak, releasing together as our bodies were still connected.