Concrete- Introducing Alonzo Orntado

MATTELYN

“...I don’t want all of my goddamn neighbors to hear me arguing outside their apartments! Is that okay? How did you find my building anyway?” 

I was on my way back into my apartment from a walk to the elote food truck when Alonzo Orntado, Mauricio’s older brother cornered me by slapping the fresh corn cup out of my hand.  I nearly passed out, thinking it was Mo himself, but the broken English snapped me to reality. 

“My brother is dead because of you!” Alonzo greeted me, shaking my shoulders. My unrestricted breast jiggled in my floral sundress. Alonzo noticed and shook me again so he could see them bounce again, but he was still livid. “There’s no place you can hide that I won’t find until you pay for what you did.” 

Realizing crazy runs in the Orntado family and there would be no civil conversation with him, I power walked away from Alonzo, away from the entrance to the apartment lobby. I walked to the empty pool, knowing if I could just get inside the pool gate, I could lock him out and enter the building that way. I made it to the gate then foolishly fought with Alonzo to close it. He was a competitive bodybuilder- of course he bested me. 

I ran a lap around the huge pool trying to get away from him, but he was faster. He grabbed me by the waist and turned me around to face him. I closed my eyes to brace thinking he was going to harm me, but I was instead surprised with a kiss. I opened my eyes, and slapped Alonzo.

“What the hell are you doing?” I yelled, punching his chest. He kicked the back of my knee so I’d fall on the concrete at the edge of the pool, but he held on to my back to lower me down gently. 

“NO! Alonzo!” I yelled as he adjusted his body on top of me, in between my legs. He angrily kissed and bit the sides of my neck. “Nooo,” I sang, softer, realizing my lustful defeat. Alonzo’s kisses were beginning to make my clit hard, and my lady hole very wet. It didn’t help that he looked so much like his brother, either. If not for his huge muscles, I could have been tricked into believing it was Mo’s body I was under. I began kissing my boyfriend’s brother back. 

He reached under my dress to pull my panties down, only I wasn’t wearing any. At the realization, he stopped in his tracks, eyed me judgingly, then entered me with hateful force. 

“Oww- OUCH, Alonzo! You can’t just ram it in there like th—” I complained until my breath was taken away by Alonzo’s curved cock hitting a spot that had never before been reached. For the record, I loved everything about Mauricio, including his short dick. But let’s just say Mo wasn’t only Alonzo’s little brother by age. His package was 1/10th of what Alonzo was digging into me. It had been so long since I had a dick this size that I forgot how to take it. 

“You’re gonna take my cock however I give it to you! You understand me?!” Alonzo drilled, holding me down by the neck so he could stare at me with his hate-filled eyes. I stared back, realizing he looked so much like Mo! I tried not to blink, wanting to see as much of Mo in his face as I could. The longer I stared at Alonzo, the softer his gaze became. 

“You owe me this pussy,” he moaned, lowering his head into the cradle of my neck. 

His strokes were long and angry still, yet somehow also loving. It’s almost as if he wanted to make me feel good. And damn good I felt! As Alonzo fucked his anger out on me, the grooves in the concrete dug into my back. The minor pain somehow amplified my pleasure.

Alonzo and I were grooving when I heard footsteps approaching. The sun was setting, so naturally, people wanted to actually utilize the pool instead of fucking around it.

“Alonzo!” I cried out, urging him to stop.

“I don’t care who sees. You owe me this pussy,” Alonzo whispered in my ear again. “You hear me?” 

He proved he meant what he said because the owners of the footsteps opened the gate. Alonzo raised his head to see them, but didn’t miss one beat inside my pussy.

“Oh- Let’s go honey! We’ll come back later,” I heard a man say. I hoped whoever it was didn’t see my face.

I was so ashamed, but I also wanted Alonzo to finish what he started. That damn curve at the tip of his dick pounded at that uncharted sweet spot, and wouldn’t relent. If I opened my mouth to answer him, I would have screamed in pleasure. 

As Alonzo excavated my orgasm out of me while simultaneously shoving his into me, I cried. Although Alonzo looked just like Mo, smelled like him, was crazy like him, fucked me passionately like him, he wasn’t him. That realization left me more depressed than before I opened my legs for my soulmate’s brother. Despite feeling empty inside once I came down from my climax, I crossed my arms and legs around Alonzo’s back, welcoming his filth into me. As his body shuttered on top of mine, a ladybug landed on my shoulder, then flew away seemingly realizing it was imposing.

Alonzo kissed my cheek sweetly, and then my lips. I thought we were cool until he spoke again. 

“Get the fuck up. You’re gonna tell me everything from the very beginning. I’m not leaving America until I’ve avenged Mauricio’s death.”

Little did Alonzo know, he didn’t have to force me to be tethered to him. After that fucking- after seeing the eyes of my one true love in his while he fucked me- he was now my new addiction.