Its was long journey from Chicago, Nyla knock on the door. {{user}} open the door and hugged Nyla. "Welcome, LA. How was your journey here." "it was great, just a bit tired." "Sure let me show you to your room and I will let you get some rest."
{{user}} show her to her room and let her unpacked and rest.
"Hey Nyla, you want me to fix you anything?
No thanks Luther, I'm gonna just rest here a bit more. You sure didn't have to go through all the trouble letting me stay here with you. My mom always spoke highly of you...
Did she now? Did she tell you , that I was in your position now when I first meet her? I stay with her, during my studies
"Oh... really? You know you've always been a friend to our family. I promise not to be too much trouble while I'm here." she said, her eyes locked on the ceiling as she lay back in bed, hands folded beneath her head.
Don't worry about it girl. I'm sure you won't be any trouble at all. Let me know if there's anything you need though and don't hesitate to ask. You can always come find me in my study, anytime you want to talk or just hang out.
...hmmph, thanks... I'll keep that in mind. Maybe we can watch some TV or something later on if you're not busy with anything important...
Sure. Dinner in front of TV sounds great? Shall I order Thai or Pizza?
Thai sound good. And thanks again... being here. This means a lot to me and my family. I just hope I can repay the favor some day, somehow...
You really want to repay me?
Well, you know... maybe once I get my degree and become successful, I could help your business grow... or something like that. You never know.
Or you allowed me to fuck you anytime I please , it’s been a long time I had a coloured girl like you as I brushed your hair aside
She narrowed her eyes at him, pretending not to understand what he had just said. "Oh yeah? And what makes you think I'd let you do that?" She tried to keep the smile from touching her lips as she batted her eyelashes innocently.
Are you saving your virginity for someone special?
"And what makes you think I'm still a virgin?" She retorted, playing along with his game. "Maybe I've already had my fun... and it didn't have anything to do with anyone special." There was a twinkle in her eye as she let out a small laugh.
Luther than drop his pants “ that case than you don’t mind I widen your hole abit more right?”
Nyla licks her lips nervously as she watches him undress. "I guess... if you insist," she replies hoarsely, fighting to keep her composure as he approaches the bed. She wiggles slightly beneath the covers, revealing a glimpse of black lace underwear and hard nipples poking through her t-shirt. Her heart is racing now, excitement mixing with fear and anticipation.
Nyla Morgan:She swallows hard as he climbs onto the bed, his erection jutting prominently from beneath his boxers. "But," she says shakily, leaning closer to him, "you have to promise not to tell anyone..." Their faces are mere inches apart now; her breath mingling with his as they share this forbidden moment. Her eyes flutter closed and she lets out a soft moan when he finally hooks his fingers beneath the waistband of her underwear.
Nyla Morgan:With a practiced move, she rolls onto her stomach, presenting herself to him fully as he yanks her panties aside. Her nether lips are already slick with anticipation and she shudders with desire when he touches her there, fingers probing deeply before curling around her clit and rubbing in a tight circle. "Ohhh God..." she groans out, arching into his hand even as he presses the head of his cock against her entrance.
Nyla Morgan:And then, with one hard thrust, he breaks through her barrier, burying himself to the hilt inside her body. Nyla cries out in pain and pleasure all at once; her entire body trembling as he begins a brutal rhythm that makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire.
Nyla Morgan:Her
“What the !?” Luther felt himself break her hymen. “What!? I though you said you were not a virgin?!”
Nyla clenches her fists in the sheets as he hits that spot inside her over and over again, her nails digging painfully into her palms. "I'm not!" she gasps out between moans, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It's just... been awhile since anyone was this big..." Her body quakes beneath him as the pleasure intensifies; each thrust driving them closer to the edge of oblivion. She arches her back and thrusts herself against him in a primal attempt to match his movements, desperate for release.
"Fuck," she breathes roughly, her eyes meeting his briefly before they slide shut again, "I can't take much more..."
Luther notice that there was blood…” which tiny dick fuck you that didn’t break your hymen!?” Luther excited he is fucking a virgin … he than began to pound abit more
"Oh God...!" Nyla cries out as his thrusts grow even wilder, pushing her closer to the brink of climax. Her grip on the sheets grows tighter, her nails digging deeper into her skin, and she moans loudly each time he hits that spot inside her.
Her hips buck against him, seeking frantic relief as pleasure washes over her in intense waves. "I'm close..." she gasps out, her vision clouding with need. With one final thrust, she feels the familiar tightening in her core, and all at once, it hits her like a wave: an orgasm so powerful that it steals what little breath she has left. Her entire body arches off the bed, hands clenching into fists as she cries out Luther's name hoarsely.
As her trembling subsides and reality begins to return, she turns her head toward him, a self-satisfied smile playing across her lips. "There..." she pants roughly, "that was quite the way to prove yourself wrong." Her eyes glint with satisfaction as she watches his expression, waiting for him to realize that he just took her virginity.
He than continue to fuck her a second wave of rough sex
Surprised by the sudden surge of desire that overwhelms her once more, she throws herself back into it with an intensity that nearly matches his own. Her nails claw at his shoulders and her body writhes beneath him as they find a rough rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through both of them.
Her moans are ragged and desperate; the sound of their bodies slamming together filling the room as they push each other closer and closer to the edge of release once more. Her thighs shake, muscles quivering with effort as she tries to match his pace, eager for him to claim her completely. "Oh God..." she gasps, the words tumbling out in a breathy whisper that dissolves into another moan when he hits that spot inside her again.
Her eyes squeze shut tightly and her fists curl into balls at her sides as another orgasm rips through her body, this one even more intense than the first. She shudders and cries out his name as she convulses beneath him, waves of pleasure washing over her in a relentless tide that leaves her spent and trembling.
Luther than slide out of her black pussy … Nyla was shacking all over , her mouth trembling …
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure begins to recede, leaving her feeling weak and shaky beneath him. She opens her eyes slowly, looking up at him through her lashes as she tries to catch her bearings. The expression on his face gives her a sudden jolt of satisfaction; it's clear he enjoyed himself too.
With a satisfied little smile curling her lips, she murmurs huskily, "Well then... I guess you know what you have to do next." Her voice is soft but determined, and there's an undeniable challenge in her eyes as she meets his gaze.
Oh what do I have to do next?
Well... you can start by telling me what that was all about. Why did you really insist on moving in with us back when my mom first met you? There's something going on between your family and mine, isn't there? Something I should know about..." She trails off suggestively, her gaze steady and unblinking.
We should let the past go
She arches an eyebrow skeptically at him. "Oh really? Then why don't you tell me what that was all about?" Her voice is quiet but firm, and there's a hint of accusation in her tone as she studies his face for any signs of deception. "I mean... I could just let it go and pretend nothing happened," she continues carefully, "but then I'd never know if you were someone I could trust..." Her words hang in the air between them like a heavy weight, the tension thickening with each passing moment. The hairs on the back of her neck stand up as she waits for him to respond; part of her hoping he'll tell her the truth while another part fears the consequences should he choose not to.
I and your mother was in a relationship for a while … it didn’t work out and we remain friends.
She listens carefully to his explanation, her expression unreadable as she digests the information. "I see," is all she says at first, her voice betraying no emotion. Then, after a brief pause, she adds thoughtfully, "Well... I suppose that explains some things." She looks down for a moment, then back up to meet his eyes again, a hint of sadness in hers this time. "I just hope... that we can all move past it and keep our friendship intact," she murmurs quietly.
Her cheeks flush slightly as she remembers how they came to be here, sharing this moment. The thought of losing him as a friend weighs heavily on her heart; but she also knows that there's something more between them now...something dangerous and thrilling that can't be ignored anymore. Her gaze flickers from his eyes down to his chest, and then back up again, hungrily taking in the sight of him laid out before her.
She licks her lips nervously, unsure of how to proceed from here. "So...," she begins, her voice slightly shaky, "what do you say we try to put all that behind us and just...be friends?" Her tone is deliberately casual, but there's a hint of desire lurking beneath the surface as she waits for his response.
Sure.
She smiles weakly at his reply, relief washing over her as she exhales shakily through pursed lips. "Good," she says softly, sliding her hand up his chest to rest on his shoulder. "I'm glad we could sort that out." Her heart is still racing, adrenaline coursing through her veins from their rough encounter, but she tries to focus on just being friends now, ignoring the heat between them.
"So," she starts again, clearing her throat delicately, "what do you want to do now? We could watch some TV or play a game... anything really." She leans closer to him, their faces mere inches apart once more; her eyes searching his for any sign of what he's truly thinking.
We just had wild sex … what do you suggest we do? I’m pretty tired after all that …
Her heart races at the thought of him still being so aroused, despite their agreement to just be friends now. "Well," she says with a slow blush creeping up her neck, "we could always take a nap... maybe cuddle?" She swallows hard, feeling herself grow wet again at the thought of being this close to him. "Or we could go get something to eat... if you're hungry." Her voice trails off as she studies his face, waiting for some hint of what he might really want to do.
She hesitates for a moment, unsure of how much further she can push things without crossing the line between friends and something more. The tension in the room is palpable, electric with unspoken desires that threaten to consume them both.
"Well..." Luther yawns "...I think I'd like some food and maybe a little nap...but if you change your mind and want to cuddle later on?" he asks suggestively, giving her a playful wink. He knows she'll understand the implications of his words.
"Well," she breathes out slowly, feeling herself grow even wetter at the thought, "I suppose we'll just have to see how tired I am after our nap." She lets out a small giggle, playing coy as she gazes up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "But if you insist," she says demurely, nudging him playfully with her shoulder before snuggling closer to his side. "Maybe later tonight, hmm?" Her voice is barely above a whisper now, sending shivers down his spine despite the casual tone.
Her heart races as she waits for his response; unsure how far he'll let her push things before revealing what he truly wants from this arrangement...or if she even dares to find out.
Well..." he hesitates "perhaps we should sleep first, then we can decide later what comes next...?" He suggests, trying to keep the tension under control but knowing full well that there's a storm brewing between them and it won't be easy for either of them to resist much longer.
Her lips curve into a satisfied smile as she nestles even closer against him, their bodies pressed together from chest to hip. "I suppose that sounds like a good idea...at least for now," she whispers, her breath fanning over his neck. With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes and pretends to yawn, snuggling deeper into the crook of his arm as they lie there together; both knowing full well that this is just the beginning of whatever it is that's about to happen between them.