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Shower Play by CaramelCream
Today was just one of those days at work for Tina. It was filled with relentless meetings back to back. All those meetings had worn her out; mentally and physically. All she wanted to do was go home and take a long hot shower. Upon arriving at home Tina did her usual routine which usually took about an hour or so. She changed out of work clothes and donned her workout attire. Grabbing Max’s leash a six year old boxer; they headed to the local park.
After her run with Max Tina really was looking forward to her long hot shower. Grabbing the wine bottle and a flute from the cabinet she proceeded upstairs to the bathroom. While walking upstairs she turned on the alarm system via her phone and sent a text to Derrick her fiancé.
“Babe the alarm is on and I’m taking a much needed shower. I will see you when you get here. Drive safe! I love you!” Pressing send Tina then turned on Pandora to the slow R&B station.
Walking into the bathroom she placed the flute on the counter and poured herself a large amount of wine. Turning around she reached in and turned the hot water on high. As the steam began to rise, “Anytime, Anyplace” by Janet Jackson begins to play through the speakers. Picking up her wine glass she took a huge sip almost draining the glass. Placing the flute back on the counter she turned around towards the mirror and started dancing. While staring at herself in the mirror the effect of the wine started to kick in. Tina’s hands began to roam over her body as she was transfixed by the site of her thick curves. Swaying in sync with the music she began to slowly peel off her clothes. She closed her eyes and pretended that Derrick was standing in front of her. Tina loved stripping for her fiancé, it was one of their favorite form of foreplay.
Stepping out of her clothes she turned back towards the mirror; patting her hips to the beat when she was done. As she was dancing in the mirror; Tina was turning herself on just by the mere sight of herself. She could feel her pussy beginning to cream. Grabbing the bottle she poured herself another glass and walked in the bedroom to her nightstand. While dancing Tina had decided that she needed a quick self love session. So she grabs her favorite waterproof toy and went back to the bathroom. Draining the rest of her wine; Tina pinned her long hair up into a bun. Turning around she adjusted the water temperature and places her toy on the edge of the tub.
Climbing in the shower Tina just stood there in the streams of hot water. Sighing out in pleasure she was finally where she wanted to be. Tilting her head back she enjoyed the way the water felt as it cascaded down her smooth mocha skin. Turning slightly to the right she let a stream of water hit her nipple. Sucking in a deep breath she enjoyed the sensation of water. It was like a lightning bolt straight to her pussy. Cupping both of her breasts she swayed back and forth in time with the music. She closed her eyes she pretended it was Derrick licking on her nipples.
“Mmmm yes baby, that it, lick them” Tina moaned out softly.
Pinching her nipple with her left hand, she slowly moved her hand down her stomach, lightly dragging her nails in the process. Still swaying to the music, her right hand grazes her smooth plump mound. Sliding her fingers over her outer lips Tina feel that she was really wet now. She could hear Derrick’s voice in her head again whispering in her ear.
“Damn T you’re always ready for me”
Moaning she replies back out loud “Yes baby I’m always ready for you”
Tina continues to slide her fingers back and forth over her outer lips, pretending that it was Derrick’s tongue teasing her. Moaning louder, she slides one finger past her labia. While her other hand is slowly
rubbing circles on her clit.
“Yes D, slow circles, slow circles. Just like that! Yes”
“Sweet Love” by K. Michelle places in the background as she starts to move her fingers to the beat. Up, down, and around in a counterclockwise motion. Using the two middle fingers, she eases them inside. Automatically she can feel her pussy clamping down on her fingers. A moan escapes her lips as she continues to circle her clit with one hand and fingering her pussy with the other. Leaning up against the wall she throws her back.
“Fuck D, yes suck on my clit”
Moaning louder Tina could feel her first orgasm approaching fast. Moving her hips in time with her finger; she finger her pussy faster.
“Shit D, I cumming, I’m cumming”
Sighing out loud Tina slowly removes her fingers from her pussy. Opening her mouth she slides her fingers inside. She could hear Derrick’s voice again.
“Mmm T I love the way you taste.”
Tina was starting to come down off her first orgasm. Opening her eyes, she leans over and reaches for her toy. Running the suction cup side of it under the water; she attaches it to the shower wall. Positioning herself, she bends over slightly to put the tip of the dildo on the entrance of her pussy. Moaning out loud she moved her hips back and forth on the dildo; sliding it between her labia. Closing her eyes again, she let her hands roam over her smooth skin.
“Derrick please .. I need to feel you inside of me”
Moving her hips in a clockwise motion she eases the tip in. “Ahhh yes that’s it babe”
Leaning forward and cupping her breast she eased back, making sure she had all eight in her tight wet pussy. Pausing for a moment she enjoyed the fullness of it. It did not compare to Derrick but it was a close second.
Pinching her nipples just like Derrick would. She could hear him say “you betta stop playing and ride this dick”
She began throwing her ass back just like Derrick liked it. Her full round ass was bouncing against the shower wall making a loud slapping noise. The harder she rode the louder it got.
“Yes D fuck me. Fuck your pussy”
She could feel her orgasms quickly approaching so she rode it harder. Throwing her head back she let out a loud scream.
“I’m cumming again , shit”
“Me too Tina, Damn”
Tina quickly popped opens her eyes to see Derrick standing in front of the counter staring at her. He had his head thrown back with his dick in his hand stroking.
“Ahh .. D .. I” She tried to say.
Cutting her off Derrick says “Tina that was sexy as shit. I see you started without me”
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AGENDAS pt.3
MARTIN
Martin stood on the sidewalk outside of Theresa’s apartment building, watching Sandra drive away in the long white limo. He was in a complete shock. His stomach was flipping against itself and his knees were weak. He started feeling dizzy, so he sat down on the curb to gather his bearings, not caring that he was potentially ruining his designer slacks. When he rested his head into his hands, he realized that his hands were shaking as well. Despite the chill in the afternoon air his bald scalp was beaded with cold sweat. He realized when he opened his eyes, that the fronts of his pants were completely stained with Theresa’s juices. He chuckled and shrugged, cum stained pants were the least of is worries at this moment, he had another suit in his office. “This is one hell of a day,” Martin sighed as he stood up to walk to his car. He would have never guessed that his day would have turned into this. When he made his way to Theresa’s apartment earlier that day he was only going with the intention of breaking things off with her. But with the memories of having her and being inside of her mixed with seeing her in that towel and still wet, changed his mind all together. He had to have her right then and there. And then Sandra showed up. The thought turned Martin’s stomach again, this time violently. He ran to the curb and retched into the street. Even though he hadn’t eaten much that day, he continued to dry heave until his stomach settled slightly. “Ok, this shit is crazy; I have to talk to somebody.” Martin reached for his phone in time to see his best friends name flash across the screen. He took a deep sigh before accepting the call. “Larry you must be a psychic or something, I was just about to call you.” Martin checked his watch and picked up the pace to his car. He had less than thirty minutes to get to his meeting. “Yeah I must be,” Larry responded from the other end. “Hey man, where the hell are you? I have been running interference for you for the past two hours. Francis called looking for you at least four times, I told you her you were in a session with a witness.” Larry lowered his voice, probably covering his mouth trying to be discreet. He sucked at discretion. “Johnson is looking for you. He said and I quote: ‘If Martin don’ get his incognito ass in this office an’ brief me before this meeting, I’m tanking him. I don’ care if he is marryin’ the damn Queen of England.’ End quote.” Martin started laughing and almost forgot the rollercoaster that he was currently on. Herbert Johnson, Boston’s current District Attorney, wasn’t much older than Martin’s 42. But his southern drawl and mannerisms made him an easy comparison to Colonel Sanders from the KFC commercials. And recently he had been making sure to let everyone know how he felt both about Martin running for the D.A. seat and his engagement to the Mayor’s daughter. Outside of that, Johnson was a good guy and great D.A. so Martin didn’t hold his comments against him. But he did need to hurry to work. He jumped into his G-Wagon and synced the phone to the system as soon as the car turned over. “Martin, you there man?” Larry asked impatiently. “Yes, I’m still here Larry,” Martin responded. He pulled the SUV out of the parking space and headed towards the City Hall. “I’m on my way to the office. I’ll be there in about ten minutes.” “Where are you coming from, I called your apartment but your housekeeper said you left over an hour ago.” Larry had a teasingly suspicious edge to his voice. But Martin had no intentions on letting him know that he had been with Theresa. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. We have a big problem. I just saw Sandra.” “Sandra who?” “Sandra, my deceased wife Larry.” “Martin, I know this is a stressful time for you. With the upcoming election and you getting married soon, things will get a bit rocky. But you have to hold it together buddy. You can’t afford to start hallucinating visions of your wife that died over fifteen years ago. You’re getting ready to marry Francis. Try to focus on that” Martin could hear the concern in Larry’s voice. And if he hadn’t experienced what he just did. He would have questioned himself as well. But he needed Larry to understand that he was telling the truth and that he was serious. He tried to keep his cool but he was already on edge. He heard a chime and checked the display on dashboard. It was a message from Theresa. It was immediately followed by a text from his fiancé. Martin pressed ignore on both of them and continued driving. He had to figure this mess out. “Larry, listen to me. I am not having hallucinations. Sandra is not dead. She walked up to me and started speaking to me. We had a conversation, and yes it was as creepy and fucked as it sounds. Sandra is alive and from the looks of things she is doing very well for herself. She told me that some good things are going to come of her being alive.” “Why would she say something like that?” Martin sighed and shook his head before he answered his friend. “I don’t know man. I haven’t the faintest idea.” Martin looked to the dash and remembered he still had to change his clothes. He picked up speed. “Larry I need you to go to my locker, pull out my dark grey suit and bring it to the garage. I spilled something on my slacks. Matter of fact, leave the blazer on the back of my chair and just bring me the pants. That way Johnson would think I’m there already, unless the sick bastard is in the security office watching the garage entrance. I’m two minutes out.” “Okay bro, see you soon.” Larry chuckled and hung up the phone, leaving Martin alone with his thoughts. He turned into the underground parking lot and pulled into his parking space. How is Sandra alive? He remembered the night she died. Or better yet, the night he thought she died. That was a bad time in their marriage, the worst actually. Martin had just found out that Sandra had been cheating on him. They had gotten married straight out of law school and then hired on under a famous criminal defense lawyer as a team package. They worked famously as a law team but not so much as a married couple. They successfully assisted in the acquittals of many of the most nefarious criminals the city had to offer. Martin and Sandra were great at finding loop holes that the prosecution or the city itself could never close up in time to make charges stick let alone get convictions. They had won all of their major cases, except for one. The couple was on a capital one murder case, defending a local crime boss by the name of Richard Pelk. Pelk had his hand in all types of underground deals, but he was mostly known for selling information. No one new how he got it, but he had information on some of the biggest names across the country. Legit, damning information, that people would kill to get or kill to make sure no one else could get. It turned out that a particular piece of information Pelk had possession of was enough to make a certain police officer try to kill him during a “routine” traffic stop. Unfortunately for the cop, Pelk saw him coming and drew first. Unfortunately for Pelk, the squad car’s dash cam and the officer’s vest cam both caught Pelk pulling out his gun and firing on the cop first. But the funny thing about in dash cameras and body cams is that they also pick up speech. So when the officer called Pelk threatening to kill him only moments before he was pulled over. It was a hard case to break and they only had Pelk’s word to go on. But Martin knew some people that could get their hands on the full video. It took a while but, during one of their sessions Martin was called to retrieve the video. Before returning to the office he stopped and bought a bottle of Sandra’s favorite wine to celebrate the upcoming victory. When he finally returned he opened the door to find Pelk and Sandra going at it right there on the floor. Sandra was riding Pelk, her skirt bunched up around her waist. Pelk’s pants were down around his ankles. He was holding onto Sandra’s hips pumping hard up into her. Both were backing the door and hadn’t heard it open. Martin stood there shocked at what he was seeing, until he heard Sandra speak. “Hmmmm, I don’t know which I love more, you or this dick, Dick.” She purred teasingly, slowing the stroke. “Don’t you really, Sandra?” Martin asked before Pelk could respond. They jumped in surprise at the sound of his voice. Sandra scrambled behind the desk fixing her clothes. Pelk regained his composure faster smirking as he stood and buckled his pants in one fluid motion. Enraged, Martin stormed into the room and tackled Pelk. They fell to the ground, grappling with each other, trading punches and kicks, as they rolled around on the floor. That’s where things got fuzzy for Martin. After the initial brawl, all he remembered was hearing the double “POP”, the shattering of glass and Sandra’s scream. He looked around and saw Sandra holding her abdomen, blood leaking from a piece of glass sticking out of the side of her neck and seeping through her fingers. Martin disengaged himself from Pelk, and ran to Sandra, catching her before she fell to the ground. “Oh no! Sandra! Baby, baby, baby, no, no, no, no, no.” Sandra’s eyes rolled to back of her head. Martin moved her hand and pulled up her shirt to see she had been shot. He pressed down on the wound and looked around the room confused, searching for a gun. He had forgotten all about Richard Pelk, until he heard the chamber slide of a small semi-automatic pistol. Richard was standing on the other side of the desk. He was armed with the small pistol that Martin usually carried around his ankle. It must have fallen out during the tussle. Now he was staring down the barrel of his gun. Martin looked down at Sandra again, she wasn’t breathing and a puddle of her blood was forming in the carpet below them. Blood still pumped its way up and out of her neck. His wife was dying. He kissed her knowing that he was going to die right beside her. The fact that he caught her cheating was a distant memory. He sat there waiting for the shot, but it never came. Police officers broke down the door and surrounded Pelk. It didn’t take much looking around for them get an idea of what happened, one look at Sandra and they immediately arrested Richard Pelk for murder and attempted murder. Paramedics took Sandra away while the police tried to ask him questions, but Martin just sat there in shock, covered in his dead wife’s blood.
To be Continued…
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Graduation by Dscurve
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My hands are sweaty, my heart is racing. In less than twenty-four hours I’ll be in Baton Rouge for the next 4 years! I’m so excited as I stand under the bleachers listening to them filling up with family and friends. My graduation gown is neatly folded up on the grass as the wind catches my skirt and cools my sweaty thighs. Someone had the bright idea of an outside ceremony in this southern heat. The band exits the school, taking forever to get into formation as teachers huddle in a circle next to the stage. A large group of graduates gathers as more of them arrive. I rehearse in my head what I’m going to say just as James slips around the corner under the bleacher and joins me. “Hey baby”. I smile nervously and lift my head to accept his kiss as his tongue probes my mouth. He tosses his graduation gown to the ground while he quickly undoes his belt. So much for telling him first. “Damn baby I was thinking about you all night, my dick hard as wood!” He’s already lifting my skirt as he spins me around, his pants drop to his ankles as he urgently slips his hard dick inside me. “You better pull out; you were supposed to bring a condom.” I say angrily not even enjoying the hardness as it slips past my pussy lips. James was one of those fast fuckers, he never engaged in any foreplay other than a few strokes of his tongue inside my mouth to taste my meal. He couldn’t even tell you how big my breasts were or that I had a birthmark on my stomach. Every time we fucked it was quick and half clothed. Something inside me knew that sex was supposed to be more enjoyable and I intended on using my college experience to find out!
My loose curls bounce furiously as James slams into my pussy from behind, pumping his dick hard and fast, talking shit in my ear. “Yea baby, your pussy loves this dick….. you’re gonna miss this dick…. Every day I’m gonna get some of this pussy….. O fuck….. O fuck….. OOOOO FFFFFUUUCCK!” I try to bend over and grip my ankles but his fingers dig into my waist as he holds me tight. I already know I might as well forget about cumming myself as he sinks his teeth into my right shoulder, his dick digs in deep settling inside me. “James!” I yell and he quickly pulls out as cum drips from the head of his dick. This is why I take birth control, for stupid shit like this. Sexually frustrated I adjust my panties and pull my skirt down. James stands there with his limp dick dripping, “You gonna clean me up baby?” I look at his smirk and roll me eyes, turning my back to him as I retrieve my gown off the ground. “Ten minutes people and the ceremony will begin, everyone please take your seats.” I begin buttoning up my gown as James begrudgingly pulls his pants up and snatches his gown off the ground. “What the fuck is up with you?’ he asks looking at me angrily like I’ve scorned. “James, I don’t want to be tied down while I’m in college. This a time for me to meet new people, make new friends and I don’t want a boyfriend from high school tagging along. I’m breaking up with you.” He looks at me in shock as I button my last button and begin to walk past him. He reaches out and grabs my arm. “Baby we don’t have to break up just cause you’re going to college! I called Grambling and declined! I’m going to Texas A&M as well!” Before I can reply he kisses me on the cheek and jogs to the field. Quickly I follow behind him mumbling, “This motherfucker here…”
“You alright Samantha?” Holly asks me. “Yea I’m fine.” James winks at me as he retrieves his diploma. “Looks like he took the news well.” Holly says as we move closer to the stage. “Girl his ass just fucked me and told me he had transferred to A&M.” She turns around and looks at me with eyes wide. “What he a fucking stalker now? Don’t he know you know he got head from fuckin’ Becky last week after the game? The nerve!” I shake my head, “Who the fuck cares what he thinks. I’m walking off that stage, to my car and outta this goddamn small town!” We laugh and smile as the line moves. My eyes search the bleachers to save what little hope and love I have left, but no, there’s no sign of my drunk father or strung out mother. It’ll be months before they even realize I’m gone. They won’t ever see me again, trust me on that! I cleared took all $40,000 out their bank account and stocked the fridge with booze, leaving a stack of $1,000 on the nightstand next to my mother. I had more than enough to get me through college, not even including what I had of my own saved. If either came to any sense and realized what was done, I’d be far out of their reach.
Only Holly and my cousin knew I was really going to Southern University. Speak of the devil, my cell vibrates in my hand and I look down to see a text from cousin Tyriq. “Hey Sam sorry I couldn’t make it but wishing you a safe trip! I’m coming visit Thanksgiving break; maybe we can bond like we did last summer. LOL” I smirk, Tyriq was my 5th cousin, light skin, sexy brown eyes and tight curly hair; the family called him Moore because he resembled Shemar Moore. Before high school he already had washboard abs and was extremely popular. We were close and good friends, but 3 summers ago he took my virginity and things changed. Don’t get me wrong, he had consent. His hands touched my body soft and slow like an experienced masseuse, his lingering kisses and slow strokes of his dick gave me the best experience possible! For a long time on holidays and special family reunions we always snuck off to “catch up”. Though my parents were completely absent from my affairs I still guilty. I tried to break it off and avoid having anymore sex with him as our relatives began to grow suspicious. But Tyriq started acting as if he were “intitled” to get some anytime he was in a drought. THAT pissed me off. I think back to our last conversation a year ago, “Listen I know our families would never allow us to be in a real relationship, and I mean I care for you and all but you know how it is in the country…. This is just fucking around…. Like friends…. So get you a boyfriend or some shit so our people don’t hang me.” He was 2 years older than me but got held back twice for putting sports above academics. For a year I stopped going to family functions, and avoided him at school. But after a scout recruited him to Grambling University in Grambling, LA, he was all about graduating and excited about being out of our families view, and potentially hooking up with me again. If my mother would ever come out of her drug induced coma and find out, she would whoop my ass!
I text Tyriq back, ‘Forget about me you gonna be knee deep in new pussy any way. Enjoy Grambling’. I lift my head and just as I move forward in the line; Mrs. Beavers snatches my cell out my hand. “You’ll get this back when you come down those stairs after getting your diploma young lady.” I glare at her as she crosses the field to the other side of the stage. “She’s such a bitch!” Holly whispers as we ascend the stairs. Moments later her husband the principal, wraps his hands around Holly’s hand, stroking it slowly as they pose for her picture. If only Mrs. Beavers knew how many times we got pulled into the office for shit we didn’t do just so he could fondle us and stroke his dick. I close my eyes remembering two weeks ago being called in because someone ‘reported’ seeing me vandalize the trophy case. Not a damn thing was wrong with the trophy case as I walked past it and slammed his office door behind me. “Mr. Beavers you can’t keep doing this shit! Eventually you’re gonna get caught.” Slowly he stands up and walks around his desk, unbuttoning his pants and walking past me to lock the door. “Sam, I’ve been doing this for years. To girls like you who parents don’t give a fuck about whether you come home tonight. I told you if you wanted a boost in your GPA we could… work something out.” He touches my hair and I lean away as I sit down. My hands squeeze my knee caps tight as he sits on the edge of his dick and pulls out his short, thick dick. I take a deep breathe in and close my eyes. “I’m not fucking you.” I was accustomed to him threating and trying to bribe me. Holly has sucked him off to get into clubs and boost her GPA but I was not changing my stance. Fuck him. “It’s okay Sam…. I know where everyone is going to college and you my dear haven’t had any requests for your records. We’ve got plenty of time to get closer. You’ll always be stuck in this town. Girls like you always are.” He stands and slides his hand down the front of my shirt, cupping my left breast and squeezing it. Fuming I grip his dick tight and begin stroking him. “Aaaaah…. Yes Sam…. Suck a powerful grip…. I can just imagine how your lips feel around my dick…. How wet your mouth would be as my dick slips in and out.” He begins thrusting in my hand as my eyes stayed glued on the clock. Just five minutes till the bell rings and then he won’t see me again till graduation. Two minutes later he’s moaning loudly and shooting cum all over my shoes. “Motherfucker….” I say pushing the chair back hard and walking quickly out the room.
I open my eyes just as he pronounces my name and plaster a fake smile across my face. His fingertips dance across my skin as the camera flashes and I immediately withdraw from his grasp. Hurriedly I descend the stairs and snatch my cell from Mrs. Beavers as she gives me a salty look. If she wasn’t fucking the janitor, I’d feel sorry for her. I rush over to Holly and give her a hug. “See you in two days you! Text me when you find my room and let know if we’re close to each other!” I smile, racing across the field to the parking lot, stripping off my gown as I run. Holly’s parents were going all out for her graduation with a party and new car! They even gave me her old car which I happily took! I was going early to the dorms because I wanted to be in and settled by the time everyone’s parents came. That way I could say my parents had already been and left and nobody but Holly would know the lost causes I had left behind. I toss my hat high into the year as I unlock my car and slip inside. I flip the AC to high and slowly back up as the seatbelt snaps in. As I put the car in drive I look back at the field to see James heading towards me and I take off eager to get to the next chapter of my life. Deuces. ~Dscurve
Playa Playa by Dscurve
I’m about to start some shit now.~Dscurve
I’ll admit. I totally fucked up. Totally put myself in this situation. It was too easy. It went on too long. As I stand in the tattoo parlor after hours looking at all 5 brothers as they holler at me, I know, I deserve it. I shouldn’t have led them on. But it was exciting. Invigorating. Empowering….but I knew eventually it would all end. I thought I would have made a choice by now. I took too long, enjoyed playing the game. Brothers can’t help but brag about potential pussy, no more than they can when they have good pussy. Just my luck that all five brothers I kept duckin’ and dodgin’, tempting with my pussy, pacifying with blowjobs, finally find out about each other. Now they were pissed. Was I a woman scorned? Yes. Had I been played? Yes. Had I been cheated on? Yes. I honestly didn’t want to hurt anyone but I figured I’d play the game and see who I fell for first. But it was fun, it was rewarding, not only because I played them into getting free meals, movie trips, and purses. I even got Trey to pay my rent last month after sucking his ass to sleep. Seriously though, I was feeling Trey more than the others, but you can’t really trust brothers these days. So just in case Trey was hiding something, I kept James, Michael, Trent and Darryl in my back pocket…no…correction….front pocket. That’s how I fucked up. They were all front row and center. All worked at the same goddamn tattoo shop….all couldn’t keep their damn mouths shut! I’ve tuned them out as they hurl insults at me. Trey is trying hard to hit a nerve, but I I felt I could really develop something with him. But now?! Today?! Everything was fucked up. I fucked up. Meeting Trey first I instantly knew I wanted him, that he was ‘boyfriend’ material. He owned the shop, college degree, very respectful, smart as hell and fyne! He was romantic and charming with his deep dimples. His southern gap in the front gave away his roots and melted my heart. The others had two things going for them: they were fine and hung. I didn’t really try to get to know them on the personal tip like Trey. So in my mind, right now, they shouldn’t be that fucking mad! But I honestly didn’t want to be the playa I just didn’t want to get played. So I just “waitlisted” them. Had no fucking idea they knew each other damn!
Imagine my surprise every time I came with my cousin when she had to keep coming back to complete her back piece. A different guy was there. Each of them adding some element to her back piece because she refused to wait till the other was there. So eventually I knew they all worked here but they were never here on the same day. Trey was trying something new this year allowing them to each have a day so they could have all their clients come thru and not have to work everyday, hence, five brothers working. So when Trey asked me to come by today, I saw no problem since today, was HIS day to run the shop. I walk in expecting it to be a shop full of celebrities coming in specifically for him, to THIS bullshit. Michael kept pointing his finger in my face as I said loudly, “Michael don’t you fucking touch me!” Scanning the room filled with their rage and angry faces, I knew this was not going to go well. “So this shit was a fucking game?” Trey says stepping up to me. “No I just wanted to keep my options open but I’m feeling you the most, everyone else was ‘just in case’.” I look down as they make exasperated sounds repeatedly my last sentence. “Just in fucking case? Just in fucking case?” Trent paces back and forth. “What the fuck Trina you feeling Trey but you baitin’ us too? That’s fucked up!” James slams his fist on the table. Everyone starts talking all at once shouting at me. My head begins to hurt as I feel Trey pull on my arm. I look at him and see some compassion in his eyes. He turns to the others and I’m relieved as he tries to calm them down. I lean against the counter fumbling with me dress as it barely covers my thighs. I dressed cute today in my sleeveless yellow dress complimenting my caramel skin. My breasts peeped out heavily as it hugged my pear shaped frame. Waste of a damn outfit.
“I think it’s only fair that everyone here get at least what they expected to. Then we can decided for ourselves what to do from there.” I look up at Trey thoroughly confused. “Do what now?” He steps closer to me completely serious tone. “We (motioning to each one them) are gonna fuck you. Then we’ll decide what to do from there.” I stand there speechless as they each give each others daps. For a moment I frown up my face a little pissed off because I couldn’t understand if this meant Trey was really feeling me and showing out in front his boys, his employees or if he was really upset and trying to get his money’s worth. So I play along, I decide to call their bluff. “Alright. How about you each get one night to fuck me and who ever I like the best wins.” Trey laughs loudly. “Nah ho, we all fuck you right now, out back, outside, gangbang style. We’ll decide after that what happens next.” They all stare me hard. I’m stunned. I should walk out. I should walk the fuck out right now, right fucking now. But my sexual appetite gets the best of me. My ego tells me I can handle them. My heart tells me Trey still wants me. So I push off the counter, walk right up to Trey, raise my dress showing my black thong, turn around and slowly remove it from in between my round, voluptuous ass cheeks, turn back around and toss it in his face. “Let’s go.” And I proceed to walk down the hallway to the basketball court out back.
Now I don’t know how these brothers think they all gonna fuck me in broad daylight on a basketball court. Till I see a patio set and high brick wall around the premises. “Shit” I say quietly under my breathe. I try hard not to show any signs of panic as I watch them all strip naked. Talking to each other like they’re about to play a fucking game of naked basketball. Trey walks up to me first and I raise my head expecting a kiss but instead, he lifts my dress above my head. I feel a hand behind me undo my bra before it falls to the ground. Nervous and anxious I await their moves. With the sun high in the sky, I my body heat begins to rise as all of them stand around me and start touching, groping, caressing, squeezing, and pinching, me. James pulls on my leg as I take the hint and stand feet apart exposing my pussy lips as Trey slides his finger up and down my pussy lips grazing my clit every now and then. My heart beats faster as I feel strong hands squeezing my ass cheeks, groping my thighs and breasts. I let out a moan as Trey slides a finger inside my pussy and I put a hand on his chest. He stares right into my eyes as he pumps his finger in and out of my pussy. “I think she’s almost ready.” He says, as Darryl takes my right breast into his mouth, and Michael takes the other. I look at Trent as he slowly strokes his long slender dick. I place both hands on Trey’s shoulders to balance myself as James unexpectedly inserts a finger into my ass. I don’t even realize I’m breathing through my mouth. Looking into Trey’s eyes I struggle to maintain eye contact as he thrusts faster. “I want your dick.” I say to him watching as his eyes grow in intensity. He removes his finger and walks away retrieving a condom from a massive box of Magnums. As he slowly slides it on, I look down placing one hand on Michael’s head as he sucks and licks my right nipple, and my other hand on Darryl’s’ head as he sucks and licks my left nipple. James has managed to fit two fingers into my ass now as he slowly pumps them in and out. “James” I moan as I arch my back giving him better access. Trent brings a patio chair over by us as he sits in it still slowly stroking his dick and massaging his balls.
Trey walks back over stopping in front of me. Suddenly Darryl grabs my left leg and Michael grabs my right leg as they both hold me up in the air bringing me to hip level with Trey as he grabs my hips and slides his dick inside my pussy. I feel James remove his fingers as Trey begins thrusting inside of me. “Shit” he says as he pumps his hips back and forth. I lean my head back, face to the sky as I try to hold in my screams fearing someone may hear and peek over the wall. But the wall is so high I have no reason to fear this as Trey pounds harder inside me I begin to moan loudly. “O Shit!! Your dick feels….so….good!” holding tightly onto Darryl’s right bicep and Michael’s left bicep they both watch as sweat pours down Trey’s face while he thrusts inside me. My breasts bouncing heavily. I moan again as I feel James hands cup my breasts from behind slowly lowering me further backwards till my head is upside down. Still holding onto Darryl and Michael for support, I hear James moan as he slides his dick into my mouth. With no condom on he slowly slides his dick in and out of my wet mouth as I moan and roll my tongue up and down his shaft as he squeezes my breasts, pinching my nipples. I moan loudly as I feel a rough thumb rubbing my clit as Trey pounds noisily inside me. I can still feel his hands on his hips and Michael and Darryl’s grip on my legs so I wonder for a moment who is massaging my clit until I remember Trent. Faster and faster I feel him rubbing my clit as I moan feeling myself grow closer to orgasm. James distracts me as he thrusts deeper into my throat faster and faster until finally he cums shooting a load down my throat moaning loudly. “Aaaaaaah fuck Trina!!” Sucking every last drop I wrap my lips tightly around his dick as he thrusts continues to thrusts. “Fuck your mouth feels so good you like this dick.” Slowly sliding his dick deep down my throat I allow him to continue to slowly fuck my face as I feel Trey grip my hips extremely tight as he cums inside me. “AAAAAAaaaaahhh FFUUUCCCK!” He pounds hard slamming into my pussy until he begins to shake leaning over touching his face against my stomach. For a moment he stands that way breathing heavily before pulling out. James removes his dick from me mouth allowing me to raise my head as Trey pulls the condom off tossing it to the ground. Him and Michael switch places as he stands between my legs stroking his dick before putting a magnum on. James switches places with Darryl as he too stands next to my pussy with my legs wide open stroking his dick as he puts on a magnum.
I look at the both confused thinking in my mind, ‘What the hell?’. Then I feel hands from behind groping and massaging my breasts. I look up and see Trent’s face and moan as he plays with my nipples. I watch as Michael slides his long dick inside me as my pussy juices wet his condom. Apparently he doesn’t like how this feels and pulls the condom off. “Fuck this!” He says as he tosses it to the ground. Darryl follows his lead and does the same. Michael slides his dick back inside me moaning as my pussy juices coat his dick. “Ooooo fuck!” he moans as he rolls his hips coating every inch of his dick. My breathing quickens as I watch him pull out and Darryl slides his dick deep inside me. “Ooooooo.” I moan as he thrusts deep inside me grasping my hips. He moans looking up at the sky as he too rolls his hips rotating his dick inside me. “Damn you’re fucking wet!” I bit my lip as Trey and James pull my legs back further, still holding me up in the air, as Darryl moves over to the side with his dick still inside me. Michael moves in next to him and before I can object he slides his dick inside me as well. I begin to breathe faster watching their dicks rub against each other as they pump in and out of my pussy in sync with each other as my pussy covers them with my cream. “Oooo my God …….O shit!” I yell as I try to to break free, fall to the ground, SOMETHING! But I can’t, I’m at their mercy as they groan louder and pump faster as wet, sloshing noises come from my pussy as they thrust faster and faster, each holding on to one side of my hip for support. As if I wasn’t distracted enough, Trent is bored with my breasts now and lowers my head down I open my mouth to his dick but instead he commands me to grab his legs as he turns around placing his balls above my face.
With his dick in his hand he pulls my head up till I can lick and suck on his balls and I grab hold of each of his legs from underneath as I lick and suck on his balls while he holds my head with one hand and strokes his dick with the other. Michael and Darryl moan louder as I feel their hard dicks inside me. Remembering the image in my mind is all it takes as I cum with them screaming with a mouth full of Trent’s balls. “AAAaaaaaaahhhhh yeeess!” both Michael and Darryl moan loudly as they quickly pull out shooting cum all over my pussy mound and pussy lips. Trent lowers my head as I release his balls from my mouth, slowly I pull myself up grabbing onto James and Trey as they lower my feet to the hot pavement, my legs bucking under me, I drop to my knees. Slowly I look up and see James putting a magnum on, and silently I’m thinking 'O shit, we’re not done!’ as Michael and Darryl start getting dressed. James comes over and lays down on the pavement halfway under me commanding, “Ride my dick.” I slowly crawl up his body as sweat trickles down my breasts, placing a hand on his wide chest I squeeze his left pec tightly as I grab the base of his dick and slowly slide his thick dick inside me. “Fuck” I moan, as I slowly begin bouncing on his dick. He feels soo good and snug inside me as I plant my other hand on his chest closing my eyes as I ride him roughly. His dick is even thicker than Michael and Darryl together as I ride him faster he grabs my breasts squeezing them tight as I moan loudly while pumping my hips faster and faster bouncing on his dick. “O James, your dick feels….so……good…..O……shit!” I’ve made it up in my mind that I’m fucking cumming on his dick until Trent pushes me down on top of James and parts my ass cheeks. “Wait!” I yell out as he slides his long slender dick in my ass. With his hands tightly around the back of my neck, he pumps furiously in and out of my ass cursing me, “You fucking bitch…..you fucking ho…..fuck…..fuck……take this dick in your ass…..I’m gonna fucking cum all in your ass!” I moan loudly from the sensation of his dick in my ass as James grabs my ass cheeks parting them wider for Trent. I bite down on his shoulder as he begins thrusting his hips under me pounding his dick inside my pussy. “Ooooooooo!” I moan with tears down my face as I’m so close to cumming again. I try to sit up but Trent has a tight hold on me as he continues his assault. “Awe yea….you know you like this dick in your ass…fucking cum for me….I’m about to cum all in your ass!” He begins thrusting deeper inside my ass just as James does the same in my pussy and I scream out as I cum hard, “Oooooooooo Shhhhiiiittt!” I bite James shoulder again as he cums inside me and Trent squeezes the back of neck tightly as he too cums. Both men in unison yelling out, “FUUUUUCCCK!” Feeling their hard dicks spasms inside me makes me cum again as my body jumps as I squirt all over them. Trent collapses on top me as I lay on top of James panting with my eyes closed.
After a few moments Trent slowly pulls his dick out of my ass holding tightly onto the condom as he moans. “Fuck Trina that was the shit. You can hit me up anytime I don’t give a fuck.” I push myself up slowly as I look up and see Michael and Darryl talking and drinking cold beers fully clothed. Trey is nowhere to be found. Breathing hard I look down at James as his caramel skin glistens in the sunlight. “You got some good pussy, but I fucking hate sharing.” he lays his head back on the pavement closing his eyes as I smile proudly. James can feel my eyes on him as I stare at him with his dick still inside me. I look up as Darryl and Michael get up from their chairs and head back inside the shop as Trent follows behinds them dressing as he walks. James sits up on his elbows as I look into his eyes. For some reason I felt a real connection with him now. As bad as I wanted it to be Trey, I was really feeling James. “Trey’s married.” James blurts out. “What the fuck?” I yell. James laughs, “He just got married but his wife been in Chicago tying up loose ends with her business turning it over to someone. She’s been there 3 months. But she’s fucking coming back Trina.” I sigh heavily and roll my eyes. I move to rise up off him but he wraps his arms around my waist. “There’s more.” I roll my eyes again, “What the fuck James? Just spill it damn!” He chuckles and leans back on his elbows. “Michael and Darryl are bi.” I look up at the sky “Aaawwee daaammmnn!”. James pulls lightly on my chin lowering it back down. “And Trent just wants to fuck, he don’t trust women, but he’s fucking crazy. He burned his exe’s house down with her inside…she barely made it out. She was too scared to tell the police it was him for fear of what he’d do. You shouldn’t fuck with him.” I stare at James bewildered a moment before asking, “And what about you, are you psycho too?” I grab his hand looking for a ring pattern, “Are you married too?” He smiles slightly, “No but I quit yesterday. I was only here today to get my money because Trey said he’d pay me in cash.” I quickly raise up off him before he can grab me again. “So you’re jobless and I just fucked your friends whom I don’t have a shot in hell with any of them! Have a good life James.” I quickly pull my dress on over my head not even caring at this point where my bra and panties are. Sliding into my sandals I turn around and see James holding the back door open for me, fully clothed. “How the fuck he got dressed that damn fast?” I say to myself as I walk across the basketball court. Before I walk inside he reaches out and grabs my arm. “You realize my name is the only one you called.” I stare at him as my mind quickly retraces recent events and realize he’s right. Shyly I look at the ground and a little saddened I say, “By society standards I’m officially a ho and a bitch.” James kisses me on the lips and before walking in front of me he says, “But you my ho and my bitch, now give me a ride home I just missed the last bus.”
Frigid by Dscurve
“For every woman that’s felt she didn’t measure up…. maybe it’s not you…” ~Dscurve
Frigid by Dscurve
Time stood still when I saw her enter. Her short black dress hit her mid-thigh showing off her runners’ legs. My dick was hard as soon as she hit the door! I could just imagine how good she smelled as her eyes scanned the room, the wind blew across her as the door closed showing me some more of her breasts. I bet her nipples are erect wearing a dress that low cut in this weather! As the coat man hung her fur coat she walked slowly as people shifted to allow a queen passage. In seconds a man was handing her a drink that she politely took but didn’t dare put to her ruby red lips. I loved that deep red, glitter shining on her lips. I took a large gulp of my Patron as my eyes stayed fixated on her. I had heard how hard it was to fuck her. How the regular shit didn’t work. She never seemed to bite. I had my chance but dropped her to “friend” status when she didn’t offer it up. Yet tonight, my dick and brain were determined to have her screaming my name! I took too long, had too many women I was juggling and I blew it last time. When she cut me loose I didn’t even get mad because I didn’t know what I was losing. Later when I found out she had only been with one man! Shit blew my mind! She was like a fucking a virgin! One man! Shit! How rare was that? She was probably so fucking tight!
I continued walking behind my friends but I was so far back for so long they had to stop to allow me to catch up. “Homie what you starin’ at like that?” They all looked and collectively said, “Oooohhh!” I looked at them and said, “What?” they all laughed. “Nigga good luck with that!” Trey said before downing his shot and slapping the glass on the bar as he passed. “Man I heard she so fucking frigid! Some dude say they were in his car kissing and shit and when he touched her pussy she wasn’t even wet!” They laughed as my face scowled as I said, “Man he probably was kissing like a thirteen year old!” They looked at me and then burst out laughing again as my eyes quickly found her in the crowded club. “Man some cat said they dated for 5 months and she never went past kissing wouldn’t blow him and then when he surprised her and went down on her she didn’t cum or moan!” “Damn James really?” said Barry. I shook my head. “Whatever. Not every nigga know how to eat pussy.” The more of a challenge they made her out to be, the more confident I was with my game. Yolanda was missed more than she knew. In the 8 months we dated she helped me with my résumé and I landed the job I wanted at the firm. She took me out shopping for new wardrobe that I STILL get complimented on! She spotted me the 2k to fix my car and didn’t even hassle me so I paid her back at my own pace in 5 months! I was puzzled as fuck that she hadn’t said a damn word about it! Never asked for it and never reminded me! When I caught the flu, she came to my crib cooked a large pot of spicy gumbo and even went grocery shopping for me! I never made a move on her because I was getting my dick wet on the regular but I was slowly starting to fall for her. Then her car caught a flat on highway 90. She called me, I said I would be there in 20… but then Trina texted me this fucking picture of her sliding a damn banana insider her and fuck…. I went to her spot instead! I didn’t even think about Yolanda till the next morning! She actually answered my call and listened to my suck ass apology and then just said, “It’s cool.” After that… she fucking disappeared from my life! At the time I had so much pussy to choose from I ignore my feelings and pushed her out my mind. ‘Til tonight!
I walked up to the bar and asked the bartender for the house special. “You sure?” I nodded my head slapping a $20 on the counter. It’s weird how now I remember shit she liked. I took the drink and began walking over to her just as she sat down at a table in the corner. My heart was beating fast as I got closer. She could totally flip out on me but for as long as I’ve known, even when it was cause for, she never raised her voice, never cursed, never got mad! I stopped as she put her chin in her hand and looked the other side of the room over. I calmed my nerves and gently placed the drink on the table. “Yolanda.” She turned slowly toward me looking me right in the eye. For a few seconds we just looked at each other! Her face had no expression. No fear, no anger, no excitement just a blank look. I felt myself losing my nerve so I hurriedly said, “I understand if you won’t entertain me but I got you your favorite. They still serve it here if you ask.” She sat back in her seat and her dress fell neatly on her stomach. Her body shimmered under the lights and I had to force myself not to look at her breasts! “Sit.” She said, as she reached for the drink, sitting upright again. I sat down quick trying not to look too eager but my hands were sweating as I grew nervous again. “How’s the job Daemond?” I coughed and then said, “Great!” For the next half hour we caught up on the past 6 months. I saw no change in her disposition as she answered every question I asked and continued to allow my presence!
As ten o’clock creeped up I finally said, “Yolanda…. You may be with somebody… but I want one night to give the best sex you’ve ever had.” She looked at me and laughed turning away. I was enamored by her dimples! It wasn’t often that she smiled big enough to show them and I felt good about taking the risk and being so bold. Her smile faded as she bobbed her straw up and down in the ice of her glass. I patiently waited. She took in a long breathe and sat back in her chair again. Her nipples were so fucking close to being exposed it was killing me! All night men had been peeping glances at her just wishing one of those babies would peek out! I fought to keep my eyes on her face as she said, “You’re not gonna act all…. Possessive.” I shook my head no. “I don’t like dry fucking.” I laughed loud and then composed myself. “What.. the fuck… is that?” Her face remained serious as she said, “Driving your dick in without so much as squeezing a nipple.” I raised an eyebrow. Now why the fuck would I pass those things up? “Definitely not.” I said confidently as I began contemplating where I would kiss her first. I noticed she was staring at me, rather studying me. I knew there were going to be more questions. “When was the last time you were tested?” I pulled out my cell. “Last month.” She lifted her head, “And the results?” she asked. “Negative.” I took out My Chart app and logged in slide the phone across the table. She picked it up not even lifting her back off the chair as she reviewed the results then placed my phone down. “You?” I asked just to be fair. “I haven’t had sex in 2 years.” I almost fell to my knees! “Really?” She took her phone out and logged into some gynecologists website and slid her phone across the table. I panned down and saw two months ago she had been tested…. all negative! “So why get tested?” I asked puzzled as I slid her phone back to her. “Because I kissed YOU.” I burst out laughing and she smirked as I laughed harder the more I thought about it. “Okay okay I deserved that.” I began to feel embarrassed for the first time of all the women I dare be able to name! Only God knows how many I smashed! Then I got real serious as I played with the toothpicks on the table. “I fucked up and just want the chance to leave you with a better memory of me.” I couldn’t look at her as the words left my lips for fear she’d see they were genuine. “Let’s go.” She said suddenly standing up as my mouth fell open! I watched in a daze as she walked toward the door! I turned still in shock to my friends across the room. The all gave me thumbs up as I tried to get up real smooth but walked quickly to catch up to her!
We agreed on her place and my thoughts were all over the place as I followed her car. I couldn’t even listen to the radio I was so nervous thinking about what the hell I was gonna do! Even once I was in her place, as I kicked my shoes off and removed my jacket, I still hadn’t said a word! I continued removing all my clothes until I was naked, not even noticing that she was naked sitting on the edge of the bed. When I finally came out of my head and looked at her I gasped! She was beautiful! Her natural afro and her pose made her look like fucking Pam Grier! “You’re so…. sexy…” I said walking over to her slowly. I saw her face relax as she was a little taken back by my comment. Something inside of me just turned on as I commanded her, “Lay in the middle of the bed.” She chuckled as she scooted back, lying softly against the pillows. “Any other requests?” she asked still trying to be in control. I stood looking at her and then said, “You can try your best to not show me any emotion…. moan, yell, scream… but I am not stopping until you’re in tears… or sleep.” She rolled her eyes. “There’s nothing wrong with me.” I nodded my head, “Yea… it’s all them…. And I’m gonna prove it.” She sat up on her elbows and said, “I just don’t respond like most women.” I laughed… “That’s because you’re special.” Her face frowned up and I knew she wasn’t expecting that as I knelt down and slowly planted kisses starting with her left foot. I took my time touching her lightly with my tongue as I went up body. She was real quiet but her lips were parted. When I got to her hip and I turned my head to the left and bit her lightly. I swear I heard her gasp and I looked to see her biting her lip and her eyes closed. She caught herself and opened her eyes and I pretended not to notice as I resumed kissing her body lightly before descending down the other side of her body.
As I kissed back up her right leg I focused on her inner thigh, kissing and biting her lightly as I put both my hands on her breasts and began fondling them. I could feel her chest rise and fall sharply as I massaged her breasts, kissing closer and closer to her pussy. She had a neat triangle patch on her pussy mound that was soft as it brushed against my skin. I pinched her nipples that were fully erect (another sign that I was doing well) I extended my tongue and slid it up slowly across her pussy lips. Her hips lifted as I slid my tongue up and down her pussy lips squeezing her breasts harder. Now she was panting as my tongue slithered between her pussy lips touching her pinkness an “Aaaaah…” escaped her mouth causing me to look at her and see her eyes were closed. I teased her for a moment until I saw her open her eyes and I knew again she was fighting it as she said, “I don’t get wet like most women.” I paid her no mind as I pushed my tongue inside her, her hands clasped around mine as I squeezed her breasts and lapped her pussy. She was right she wasn’t wet but I didn’t give a damn as I lathered her up I rolled my tongue inside her I could feel her breathing pick up again. Then I rolled my tongue around her clit slowly as my spit coated her clit I began sucking on it. “Aaaaahhh…” she moaned squeezing her breasts through my hands as I darted my tongue inside her going back and forth from her pussy and clit, then I drove my tongue in deep and her hips rose up as I stroked her. “AAAAAAAHHH…” she moaned putting a hand on my head. I shook my head from side to side with my tongue submerged and she began grinding on my face! I wanted her orgasm to build more so I withdrew my tongue and began kissing her pussy lightly. Soft kisses up her body as I made my way to her beautiful full C cups. I opened my mouth and began sucking hard on her left nipple; purposely pressing my hard, veined dick against her pussy as it prompted to enter but instead pushed against her clit. “FUCK” she said as I sucked hard on her nipple grinding against her pussy. I was engulfed in paying attention to her cues as her pussy wet my shaft, it rubbed against her as she grinded back. I took as much of her breast into my mouth as I could sucking like a babe on her nipple. “Daemond……” she said looking down watching me as I flicked my tongue against her nipple. I wanted to enter her but I had another breast to attend to! It took some will power but I kissed over to it showering it with the same love. “Daaaeeemond.” She moaned as I rolled my tongue around her right nipple. After a few minutes I kissed back down to her pussy when she stopped me. “No….” She shook her head and I knew if I had continued she was destined to cum. Yet I respected her and kissed up to her mouth, slipping my tongue into her mouth, kissing her passionately.
I expertly pressed my dick into her pussy, no assistance need and she gasped in my mouth as I slowly pushed every inch inside her! I moaned into her mouth until I was balls deep in her pussy! “GEEE…SSUSS” I said kissing her neck as I slowly stroked her. My hands slipped under her ass as my chest pinned her down to the mattress. Her pussy bumped against my groin as my dick slide in and out of her; she fought hard to grip the headboard but after some deep strokes as my hips began to pump faster, I could feel her nails in my back as she eyes remained closed. My head was spinning she was so tight! I was drunk off the sound of her breathing hard in my ear! I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Does it feel good to you? Aaaaaahhh.. deeper? Deeper?” I asked not waiting for a reply as I thrusted deeper she squeezed her eyes tight and said, “Fuck…” I moved my hands to her hair cradling her as I pumped my dick deep and slow. She opened her eyes looking into mine as I stared back into hers. Watching the excitement in her eyes made me harder as I moaned she said, “Oooo… your dick feels good….” I kissed her lips softly and said, “You are so wet. Fuck any dude that told you otherwise.” She moaned and her hands squeezed my ass and I took the cue and began thrusting faster maintaining my depth! “Daemond… Daemond….” She moaned gripping my ass cheeks tight as her legs parted further I squeezed her tighter as the headboard hit the wall hard, she began commanding me! “FUCK ME! FUCK ME! Don’t stop! Don’t……. Don’t…… AAAAHHH…. AAAAAAAHHH…….” I pulled out quick and before she could protest I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked on it hard! “FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!” she screamed hitting the bed with her fist, scrapping at the headboard, hitting me on my shoulders as she fought to get free, I remained latched on! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOO….” Her voice shook as she yelled out and I finally released her and kissed her neck as I buried my dick in deep!
Once again she grabbed my ass and I sat up pinning her legs to her head as I pumped my dick her pussy made all sorts of noises as sweat poured off my face onto her body I moaned nothing but compliments… “Damn baby…. You feel so good! Your cream all over my dick! Fuck! Fuck! Let me cum inside you. Can I cum inside your pussy baby?” “FFUUUUCCCKKK!” she moaned as I pumped my dick faster her pussy clenched around my dick and I closed my eyes yelling out, “OOOOOOOOOO!!” My dick was drenched in her cream! I filled her pussy up as she screamed, her body trying to buck free but I couldn’t stop! I was riding a wave and catching another nut as I collapsed down on top her, gripping her tight, I continued thrusting as tears from her face smeared against my cheek, I was shocked I had actually accomplished it! I drove my dick in deeper gripping the top of the mattress as I thrusted. “I’m coming… I’m coming again baby!” She squeezed me tight and yelled, “Damn you feel so good! OOOOOOOOOOO!” in unison we climaxed as our bodies vibrated my strokes slowed until I laid on top of her, dick still inside and fell asleep!
I woke up about an hour later to light snores coming from her and I smiled. I rolled over pulling out of her warm pussy. I should’ve stayed in! Her pussy felt that good! I got my phone and sent a group text. “She’s not frigid she just ain’t been fucked right! No more details…. But she’s mine.” I quieted my phone and rolled over laying my head on her stomach as I rubbed her pussy, playing with her clit, her body squirmed during her slumber, rolling to her side as I kissed her hip lightly, her nipples grew erect. I kissed up her spine still playing with her pussy, aimed my dick and entered her! She moaned…. Backing her ass up on me as I cupped her pussy, groping her breasts with my other hand I slammed my dick into her! “Damn baby…. You’re so fucking tight….. fuck…. So…. Damn… wet…. Baby…. Baby…. Fuck… FUCK…. FUUUUCCCK! I’m cumming…. I’m cumming!” She grabbed my thigh as her head tossed back against my shoulder. I bucked my hips picking up her right leg as my dick slid in and out of her pussy. “Fuck!” I said into her ear as I pumped faster, she slipped her hand between her legs and her fingers slid up and down my shaft as I fucked her driving me insane! “FUCK! FUCK!” I yelled leaning back driving my dick! I felt her walls grip me as she let out a loud, “OOOOOOOOOO!” her pussy creamed all over my dick setting me off! “FUCK!” I yelled cumming again, my dick deep shooting my seed inside her! My dick stayed stuffed inside her throbbing! Then she began squeezing my balls and massaging them! Shit…. I fell to sleep. Fuck anybody that claims that was too much work! This shit was worth it! Didn’t know what the fuck I had but I damn sure not letting her get away again! I woke up around 3 am and grabbed my phone. A slew of texts from my boys had come through. Even one of them calling me out saying I didn’t fuck her! That I was lying! I smiled, replied back. “Nigga you right I’m just fucking with ya’ll.” I didn’t want them to know what I had. Let ‘em believe the streets. She was mine now. Frigid? By who’s standards? Nigga please.~Dscurve
AGENDAS PT.2
SANDRA
She walked up to the doorway, giving the couple a sarcastic filled round of applause. Her sharp heels resounded on the hallway’s marble tile. Her skirt swaying with every step. “Well Hello Martin,” Sandra kept the amused smile on her face, even though on the inside she was boiling with anger, but the ice in her voice was evident. “I must say, you are a sight for sore eyes. But, I was rather taken aback to see you opted for the open doorway of an apartments entryway to display your sexual prowess. You never seemed to want much more than missionary and under the sheets with the lights off, when you were with me.” “Sandra? How are you alive?” Martin’s face couldn’t have been paler if someone had emptied a bottle of baby powder on it. And Sandra was enjoying every minute of it. “How are you alive and how did you find me here?” She ignored Martin and turned her attention to the young lady struggling to pull her towel tighter across her body. She was obviously shaken up and uncomfortable. “Sweetie, please run and put on some clothes. You pull that towel any tighter and your head might pop off.” Sandra smiled and extended her gloved hand to the woman. “My name is Sandra Casey, Mrs. Sandra Casey.” She heard Martin groan inwardly as the girl took her hand. She held the hand taking her time to check her out. She found that she was pretty enough, a nice full mouth under a not too small nose. Her hair was cut short like a man’s. A Cesar, yes, that’s what she heard it called before. Small yet plump, perky breasts held the towel from falling to the ground. Toned legs and pretty feet were on display not covered by the towels protection. Not that she needed much more of a view any way, Sandra had seen more than enough when the two were acting like monkeys in the hallway a few minutes before. “Aren’t you going to offer your name child? It’s only polite, seeing as how you’re fucking my husband.” Sandra felt the furnace of her anger grow hotter, but she quickly put a choke on the flames. Theresa looked at her confused, then pulled back her hand and tightened the towel again. “My name is Theresa, and I am not your child.” She turned to Martin. “Martin, what the hell is going on here? Is this really your wife? And how did she get into this building?” Martin made a show of taking his time to fix his clothing Sandra could tell he was regaining his composure. “Theresa, this is Sandra, my wife. How she happens to be alive and in front of me, I haven’t the slightest idea.” Sandra rolled her eyes at the statement. “Yes, Martin I am alive and well, no thanks to you at all. I am going to need you to get over that so that we can move on to more important things. We have much to discuss, you and I.” Martin looked at her and nodded. He turned back to Theresa. “Baby, I have to go, but I’ll call you later and explain as much of this as I can.” He gave her a kiss on her forehead. Sandra could tell he was scared despite his new found composure. She was tickled at the fact that he held on to whatever control he thought he had over the young woman. Theresa put a hand on his chest to stop him when he attempted to kiss her lips. She looked to Sandra again before closing the door to her apartment, leaving Martin and Sandra in the hallway alone with each other. Sandra chuckled. Martin’s shoulders heaved as he took a deep breath before turning to face her. Sandra could barely hold her composure as she witnessed the many emotions written all over his face. “Come now, Martin things are not as bad you are making it out to be.” She invited herself to Martins arm and directed him to the stairs. “There are many benefits to your long lost, once presumed dead wife being alive.” Martin stopped at the top of the stairs and looked down on her., She had forgotten how much taller he was than she. She had a flash of him holding Theresa in the air while they kissed, and almost wished she was the one held up against the wall. But she quickly pushed that notion aside and widened her smile. “What could possibly be good about my wife coming back from the dead? I’m supposed to be running for District Attorney and I’m engaged to be married again!” The paleness was creeping back up Martin’s neck. “Now you’re just going to have to wait and see aren’t you?” Sandra patted him on the arm and started walking again, dragging him along. Martin walked along silently until they reached the bottom of the stairs and to the front door then stopped short. “Sandra how can you be alive!? How are you here!? You died in my arms! I had your funeral! What are you doing here? Who did I bury?” Tears began to flow down his face but, Sandra looked on impassively without answering. She reached into her purse and handed Martin a handkerchief, then pushed through the front door, forcing him to follow her out. A white limo was waiting right outside the door. A young woman climbed out and held the door open for Sandra, a tablet in her hand. When she got to the car door, Sandra turned and took her handkerchief back. She took the tablet from the woman and checked it. “Well Martin, I have several places to be. And you have a meeting with the current D.A and the Mayor in an hour. Then a dinner meeting with your new fiancé’s parents this evening. So why don’t I give you a call tomorrow after your press conference. Let’s say around 3pm. I should be free enough then. And you can ask me all the questions you want then. If I’m feeling generous I may even answer a few.” Martin’s jaw was only a few inches off the sidewalk. And Sandra could see that she had him right where she wanted him, with his balls in her hands. And even better, she could see that he knew it as well. She’d never felt so good. She got in the car and rolled the window down, the young woman got in on the other side. The young man in the limo handed her a champagne flute. She sipped from the glass then smiled to Martin. “Have a good day, Martin. I’ll be in touch” The limo pulled off leaving Martin to watch in disbelief and horror until the car turned off of the avenue. Sandra leaned her head back against the seat and started to cackle uncontrollably. She had finally come face to face with the man who had started her descent, then left her for dead. And the road to her retribution was finally on its way. All of her hard work was finally going to pay off. Martin was going to get his too, and she wanted him to feel every bit of it. She thought of the look on his face when they pulled off, when he cried in front of her, how he looked when he saw her for the first time while he was fucking that girl in the hallway. And then, how he fucked that girl in the hallway. Sandra realized she was feeling a little moist. She pulled the bottom of her dress above her knees and looked at her male assistant sitting across from her, looking out of the window, he was new. “Young man.” “Yes Madame?” The boy was nervous. Sandra loved it. “Come here.” She lifted the dress higher showing off her powder pink panties. “Get to work” The youngster hesitated at first but quickly recovered and positioned himself between Sandra’s legs. He moved to pull her panties to the side. “No fool! Take them off first.” Sandra smacked him in the back of his head. “Yes ma’am, Madame” He reached under the skirt to the top of Sandra’s panties. She eased up so that he could pull off. Once they were free of her legs, she grabbed his head and forced it between her legs. He got the point and began pleasuring her. “Good boy, that’s better.” Sandra pet the top of his head, then covered it with her skirt. She turned to her female assistant. She was calculating something in her tablet and calendar. “Georgia, what is this one’s name?” “This one is Zack.” Georgia answered without looking up. At the sound of his name, Zack started to flicker his tongue against Sandra’s clit, causing her to squirm a bit. She pet his head again beneath the skirt. “Hmmmm, he may have a future with us yet.” “Yes Ma’am.” Georgia still hadn’t looked up. Sandra sighed and shook her head. Good help was hard to find and Georgia was one of the best she ever had, but sometimes it was like talking to a robot. Georgia’s cell phone started to ring; she picked it up and started whispering into it. Sandra was just getting into the work that young Zack was putting in, when Georgia handed her the phone. “It’s for you Madame” Zack started to pull his head from under the skirt. Sandra stopped him with another smack to the head. “Were you instructed to stop young man?” She shoved his head back between her legs before taking the phone from Georgia. “You really need to see that this young man is trained better, Georgia” “Yes Ma’am.” Georgia was already in her tablet. Sandra shook her head in disgust and put the phone to her ear. She would deal with Georgia in her own time. “Hello?” “Hello Mother, it’s me.” The voice on the other end responded. “Ah yes Theresa my love, I was waiting for your call.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
Great sequel! 👏🏾👏🏾