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Tell Me About Your Day

"Ugh! Baby I've had the most stressful day EVER! So, I'm in my cubicle minding my black ass business and then Sarah. You remember Sarah, right? Sarah has the AUDACITY to come over to me today and touch MY hair! I almost broke that bitches neck today. Talmbout, 'It’s so fluffy like a cloud'. Like first of all ho-... Erik are you listening to me." 

"Yeah (Y/N) ... That's crazy... Sandra... Foot on necks season... Get em sis." 

For the past week Erik has been giving you bare minimum attention and occupying his time with other shit, like playing 2k and plotting world domination. You were over it. You were leaning against the bedroom doorframe with your heels in your hand looking at the back of Erik’s peanut head while he yelled directions through his headphones at his incompetent virtual teammates. Your first thought was to throw these 6" stilettos upside his head, but you weren't in the mood to take him to the emergency room, so you settled on your second petty idea. 

You went into the bathroom and took an excessively long shower contemplating your plan. Playing with Erik was like playing with Satan himself and you had to be careful because once Erik decided to retaliate it was over. You got out of your shower and moisturized yourself in cocoa butter and then you decided to lather yourself in body lava, making yourself look like you were dipped in gold. Erik loved when you put on the body lava, he said it made your skin pop and you looked like a Goddess. You on the other hand hated this shit because it got everywhere and was hard to get off of the sheets, but tonight you didn't care you would deal with the repercussions in the morning. When you finally exited the bathroom, you decided not to put clothes on and walk around as naked as the day you came into this world. 'Time to remind this nigga who the fuck I am', you hyped yourself up as you began to set your plan into motion. The television that Erik was playing on was placed right over the dresser, a perfect excuse to stand in front of this nigga. You cat walked your way over to the dresser, adding an extra jiggle in your ass, and you stopped directly in front of Erik pretending to look for your bonnet. 

Erik was immediately turned on and enticed by what you were doing, he paused his game and strolled over to you gripping your waist from behind. "Who said you could walk around here like this baby?" 

You quickly halted your movements and turned around, breaking yourself from his grasp. "I don't recall saying you could touch me. You can go back to ignoring me and playing your little game." You motioned your hand in the direction of the bed Erik was once sitting on. 

Erik was taken back by your actions and observed you for a moment. "Where the fuck is all this attitude coming from (Y/N)?" 

You knew there was no turning back, time to turn it up a notch. "I don't have an attitude; now excuse me Stevens I need to go to bed. Unlike you I can't sit around all day on my ass, I have shit to do." You pushed past Erik, purposefully knocking into his body. He didn't move from the impact, but it gave you an ego boost anyways. You turned off the lights and made your way to the bed, it was too hot to sleep under anything, so you laid on top of your covers on your stomach with your booty tooted higher than usual. 

Erik was still standing in the same spot stunned. Once his brain finally processed the moment he looked at you and saw how you were being extra with the arch in your back as you pretended to sleep. Erik put two and two together and got ten. You wanted dick. Erik climbed on to the bed and rested his heavy ass on your back, while he leaned into your neck and began biting you. "Why are you acting up Princess? You want my attention that bad?" Erik realized you were doing everything you could to contain any sound from leaving your body. He didn't like that and saw this now as a challenge. Oh boy. "You aren't going to talk to me Baby?" Silence. Erik slid his hand under your body and began sliding his index finger up and down your center. You were soaking. "You might not wanna talk to me, but your pussy wants to say "hello"." You were biting hard into your lips, you knew they were going to be swollen afterwards. When Erik saw you were truly doing everything in your power to not give him a reaction he scooted himself down your body until he was face to face with your pussy. "I'll get you to talk." Erik spread your thighs open and started kissing and biting in between your inner thighs. Your legs involuntarily shook when he bit the small space of skin that separates your thighs from your pussy. "You still don't want to speak to me? Your body is yelling at me to make it cum. Don't you want Daddy to make you cum?" Erik spread your wet lips open and kissed your clit causing it to jump. Erik chuckled to himself. "Tell Daddy what you want. Now." Silence. You didn't know how much more you could take but you decided you'd rather die than give in to Erik. "This shit isn't cute anymore (Y/N), tell me what the hell is wrong with your ass, so I can fix it." Silence. "Ight. Bet." Erik got up from in between your legs and crawled over to his side mumbling something you couldn't comprehend. Success. 

Three hours passed by and you were ready to start phase 2 of your plan. You reached over into your nightstand drawer and pulled out your handy dandy vibrator. Erik hated the use of any toy used for insertion, he felt like it was a waste since you had his dick at your disposal... Erik didn't know you owned a vibrator and he was about to get a rude awakening. You turned the settings on low, it was loud enough for him to hear but low enough for you to not overstimulate yourself. You started playing with your nipples and rubbed the tip of the vibrator up and down your slit, poking but never entering yourself. 

"Fuck. Feels so good. Ahh. At least you listen to meee" You were purposefully being extra vocal and knew your plan was working when you saw Erik from the corner of your eye roll over and face you. Time for phase 3. You threw your head back onto your pillow and arched your back off of the bed and let out exaggerated sensual moans. This vibrator felt good, but it didn't feel good enough for all this extra shit, Erik didn't need to know that though. At this point Erik had completely sat up and was glaring at you, you were horny and scared for your life, a typical night with Erik. "Can'ttt believe that bitchhh. Fuck! Thinking I won't figh-" You clicked the settings to medium and played with the tip of the vibrator at your love cave, you felt your walls flutter and wanted something in you NOW! 

As you were getting ready to insert your vibrator Erik grabbed your wrist with a death grip and snatched your vibrator out of your hand, clicking it off and tossing it off of the bed. "So, are you doing all this extra shit because I wasn't listening to you talk about your day? You come in here every day complaining about those folks always bringing my mood down and shit. Fuck I look like always listening to that?" 

You were pissed, you went from horny and scared to horny and raging. "I don't give a fuck if I come home and tell you the same story every day! You're my man and I don't ask for much from you, just a few minutes of your time for me to tell you how them bitches got me fucked up." 

Erik took his pants off and sat back on his side of the bed. "You wanna tell me about your day and de-stress? Come ride this dick and talk." You sat up and looked at Erik, this was not a part of your original plan, but you didn't care. You needed Erik to break your back. You crawled over to his side and hovered over him, he gripped the base of himself as you slowly slid down, stopping halfway. "Nah, if you want to talk you have to take all this dick." 

You felt like you were at your limit, you had a love-hate relationship with riding Erik because it put you in slight control, but you felt like he would split you in half. "Its... I... I can't i-its a lot!" 

Erik grabbed your waist, "It ain't a lot Princess, take this dick the way you were about to take that weak ass toy." Erik held you in place as you slid down his rod, never letting you catch a break and lift up until he was balls deep. "Now Princess, tell Daddy about your day." Erik grabbed two handfuls of your ass and began raising his hips, hitting your g-spot until you started to feel your stomach tingle and your walls tighten, you were about to cum. 

"D-daddyyy I-" 

"Nope, hold that shit in until you tell me about your day." This man was a maniac, there was no way you could form a cohesive sentence while he fucked you into oblivion. 

"I-I. Fuck!" 

"Tell. Me. About. Your. Day." Erik emphasized each word with a deep stroke. hitting parts of your pussy you didn't even know existed. 

"I can't, I-I can't!" Your legs trembled, your core tightened, and you threw your head back letting out a scream loud enough you were sure you woke your neighbors. 

Erik lowered your back down onto the bed and hovered over you with a sly grin. He entered you without warning and another wave of pleasure flew through every nerve in your body. "Tell me about your day." Erik was giving you deep strokes and you felt a little piece of your sanity leave your mind every time he pulled himself all the way out and slammed back in. 

"T-today. AT. W-or-. I-I. Ugh. The-nnn. MY. BOSSSS. Please!" You pressed your hands against Erik’s stomach, you couldn't take this torture anymore and you were about to come again. "I'm sssorryy DADDY. I'M SORRY!" 

Erik slapped your hands away from his stomach and continued deep stroking you without a care in the world, enjoying this moment. "What are you sorry for? You sorry for talking back? You sorry for the disrespect? Hm? What are you apologizing for, Princess?" 

"EVERYTHING!" You completely lost control of your body. You had a death grip on Erik’s dick the same way he had a death grip on your wrist earlier. Your back genuinely arched off of the bed and your moans were caught in your throat as you creamed and squirted all over Erik’s dick. Erik was satisfied with your apology and picked up his speed chasing his own orgasm which brought you to another one. You laid with Erik breathing harshly on top of you still twitching inside of you while you played with his dreads. 

"I think we should talk about your day like this from now on (Y/N)." 

"I think the fuck not; my pussy can't take this kind of abuse daily. Move so I can go shower." 

Erik lifted himself off of you laying in a pushup position hovering over you. "You mean WE are about to go shower." 

You rolled your eyes, you were too tired to argue. "Fine, but you need to stay on your side of the shower. No funny business Erik." 

"You had a fucked-up day at the grocery store yesterday, you want to tell me about that in the shower?" 

Your eyes grew wide at Erik’s question, this man was going to fuck the complaints out of you and you weren't complaining. 

All I wanted was for him to hear about my day! And he wanna play video games! I’ll show his ass! 😉. Oh now he wants to pay attention!? I’m getting what I want and more now😌. In the shower too?😩. Oh sis BRAVA!!🙌🏾👍🏾👏🏾💜!!

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I believe the film he's filming is called Pain Hustler with Emily Blunt.

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Why she gotta do Angela like that?!😭😭

When you’ve misjudged your life choices and are just clinging on for dear life.

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