#swag shirts snap backs twilight—

[ronnyraygun]

Idfk, Man. I wanted to draw this loser.

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[desswright29]

BACK THAT AZZ UP!!

A/n: A short story

You and Shuri sit in your shared bedroom, relaxing from a long trip. You all had just gotten in from a trip to Florida, where she finally met your family. To your surprise it went perfectly well. Great even! She mingled with your family perfectly. Asking questions, laughing, drinking, talking, and dancing. They loved her especially her swag. The girl cousins were swooning, and the boy cousins were impressed. She kept disappearing with the guys on occasion and spent most of the trip hanging out with them, which you found enduring. That is until today.

    Shuri sat body leaned back against the headboard, one leg straight the other bent casually with one hand resting behind her head. She was on her American phone with head phones on, scrolling through tik tok as you did the same. She looked good af (as usual) with her hair braided back, dark green silk pajamas on, the top completely unbuttoned showing her matching lace bralette and waist beads that held her strap. She continuously giggled at her phone, causing you to keep stealing glances loving the sound of her laugh and also the way her abs would contract with each laugh. She looks up at you and tucks her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes lowered and she reached over slightly gripping your forearm. “Babyyy” She says voice low and seductive. “Hmm?” You say staring at your beautiful woman’s body in a trance. 

“I want some coochie” she says in her best southern accent. Your eyes snap up from her abs to her eyes as your mouth falls open in confusion. “You what?” 

“I want some coochie. Ain’t das how y’all say it in the souf.” She kept up with the southern accent that if it hadn’t been for her heavy African accent, might’ve been spot on. “Girl! What the fuck is going on?” You say stifling laughter. She smiles, lifting one of her brows. “You aint gon’ give me no coochie shawty? I know you want to. I seen you looking.” 

“Please stop!” you say finally breaking into laughter. She keeps up her act, standing on the bed looking down at you sedcuctively “Nah, I know how to make that pussy wet bae, imma dance fuh ya.”  

“What is happening! I gotta be in the twilight zone.”  You shake your head.

“Griot! Play “Back that Azz Up”  by Juvenille” 

“I just know she’s not.” The beat began to play and you had the biggest grin on your face as  Shuri moved to stand over top of you. She rocked from side to side. Her right hand coming up to the left side of her chest as she beat the rhythm into it. “You ready for this baby?” At this point you’re excited, so you yell “Give it to me baby!” As the beat drops, Shuri crosses her arm across her body pretending to grab ass as she thrust her hips to the beat over top of you.  

Girl you working with some ass yea you bad yea.

You bad yea.

“They said this is how to catch the ass when you throw it back at me.” You scream at the top of your lungs laughing. Tears welling up in your eyes. “OMG! Shuri I can’t breathe!” As funny as it was, Shuri was sexy af. You were tickled and turned on as she continued to give you Magic Mike realness. You hyped her up as you screamed the lyrics underneath her, and the hook began.

Girl you looks good 

Wont you back that Azz up

“YOU’S A FINE MUTHA FUCKA!” You say with your chest pointing at Shuri with two fingers. Shuri took her hands and flapped the fabric of her opened silk shirt behind her as she rolled her hips down in squat and began to pop her ass and rock side to side at the same time. 

“Call me BIG DADDY! When you back that Azz up” She sang along with the song. 

Shuri danced her ass off for you singing her favorite parts of the lyrics to you.

“You can do a trick yea on the dick yea”

“Them titties sittin’ right yea, I wanna bite yea. I could fuck you right yea, all night yea. Wanna bring it to my house yea, on the couch yea, knock the pussy out yea, get ‘em out yea!” She screamed! 

“Hand me the water babe!” She tells you and you reach to the night stand and get the bottle of water to hand to her. She takes it and begans to slowly pour it over her chest making it drip down her body as she did a body roll rubbing it in. You squeal in delight! Cheering your girlfriend on. 

As the song ended she collapsed on top of you as both of you went into a fit of laughter!

“These mutha fuckas don’ contaminated my baby! I knew better than to let you hang with them. They took you to a strip club didnt they!”You laugh. 

“Yes my love, but they didn’t have anything on you though sthandwa!”

“Oh I know that!” You bite your lip as she lay on your chest. “That shit was sexy though baby.” She looked up at you mirroring your expression. “Yea?” She says. “ Hell yea! Accent and all!” You lower your eyes. “You still want that coochie?” She smiles and sits up on her knees with a quickness. She grabs both of your legs and yanks pulling you down and then hovers over you. 

“I’m finna beat dat lil pussy up” she whispers. 

“Fuck me big daddy” you moan.

And that she did. 

A/n: Should I write the sex scene?