I couldn’t believe Deondre stopped me just like that! Our attraction was overflowing and I was so relieved he finally caved! I would have gladly fucked him right there against the fridge! Why is it men wanted to fuck me but then wanted someone else for freaky sex? I wanted freaky sex! Hell anything on the regular would do me fine! I could be freaky! I had more men around me that WANTED to fuck me but none that actually went through with it! “What the hell am I doing wrong?” I say looking at myself in the mirror. Maybe I wasn’t assertive enough… maybe I gave off “wife and picket fences” vibe instead of “sex on the table”! I looked at the clock. I had a good two hours before I had to meet my date tonight. Since I didn’t have hot and sweaty sex, my curls were still intact. I already had a cute black ensemble ready and a two- piece thong bikini in my bag. I sighed heavily, putting my hands over my face. I was so horny I could feel myself becoming desperate… it seemed everyone was getting laid but me! Everyone assumed since I was pretty and thick that I never had no trouble hookin’ a brutha, but I did! Once a conversation started and my smarts began to show, I was thrown into “homie” land. I was quiet with my love life because it was non-existent! How embarrassing to literally be in my prime and having the longest dry spell ever! My cell rang, Dre calling… I shook my head. What was there to talk about? He didn’t want me. He wanted that hoe Ashley. I didn’t know HOW much of a hoe she was but I did know she was fuckin’ around on him! I know Dre was trying to play it straight by her but he had a lot of notches in his belt. I needed to fall back. Did I really want him? Did I really think he’d be all mine given his track record? His numbers had to be in the triple digits! I adjusted my tank top and switched into my black yoga shorts; or what Dre called my booty shorts. The crotch of my leggings were soaked from earlier so I had to get out of those! I walked outside barefoot to check my mail. The cool evening air hit my thick thighs as my hips swayed. When I got to my box I thumbed through the junk mail and heard a lot of commotion across the street. I looked up to see a dude running down the street butt ass naked as Mr. Peters followed shooting! I shook my head, least he was a lousy shot! That was the third time this month he had come home to find another man in his house. The neighbors never ratted him out and he always forgave Mrs. Peters. I turned to go back inside just as sirens sounded in the distance. This time the police would see for themselves unless he ditched the gun somewhere. “Hi Cynthia.” I looked up abruptly to see Mr. Jones standing in his doorway. He was sexy for an older man; deep oak skin, beard seasoned with specs of grey. I always saw him jogging around the neighborhood and lifting weights on his patio. He offered me money when I had car issues. Even though I refused, I knew it was him slipping blank envelopes of money in my mailbox. “Good evening.” He said in a low deep tone drawing me in. He looked at me with his brown eyes as I approached. “Are you okay? Dre left in a huff.” I nodded but he wasn’t accepting it. “Come chat a minute.” I looked at Mr. and Mrs. Peters now arguing in their front lawn as the police pulled up. No gun in sight. But I’m sure the police would make their rounds quizzing the neighbors. And as always, nobody would talk. I wasn’t going to offer any information either so I walked up the steps and followed Mr. Jones inside.
I inhaled and smiled recognizing the smell of fried chicken. “Drink?” He asked and I shook my head no. Then he smiled, “You ate yet?” I shook my head again touching my stomach. “No… but… I have kind of a date later.” He smiled, “Well if he don’t feed you, come by I’ll save you a plate.” I nodded standing as he sat in a large leather chair. It was huge and screamed money. “So what happened?” he asked and I fidgeted with my mail. His eyes remained on me as he patiently waited for me to debate what I would share. He always showed genuine interest in what was going on with me. I got a different kind of respect from him than I did with other men. Compliments on my clothes, driving me to work when I needed, cutting my grass for free. He had been trying the gentleman approach to getting some ass… and I have to say maybe I needed to “expand my options”. After all, this good girl thing wasn’t working too well for me! As I looked into his eyes I didn’t really know what was holding me back from crossing the line with him. He wasn’t immature but maybe he would take things too seriously… or maybe… I needed to get out my head and on his dick! “Well…. We crossed the line into lovers’ lane and…. Then Dre backed us right back to friends.” I looked at the floor awaiting his response. After a brief pause he said, “That’s a bit confusing. I thought ya’ll were already dating.” I shook my head no. “Just really close friends. I think after tonight….. I need to fall back. I guess… hooking up with a friend wouldn’t be too smart… at least it would make things awkward.” I looked at his chair again wondering how much it cost; deep wine leather… maybe it was a massage chair. “You’re a very beautiful woman.” He said startling me. I wasn’t expecting the comment so I looked at him surprised and turned on by his bluntness! I didn’t even show off my figure like Instagram chicks and tho’ I knew my frame was desirable, I didn’t flaunt it. But tonight, my present outfit was my “lounge wear” and I just didn’t give a fuck about my booty shorts hugging my ass! “Th… thank you.” I said showing the effect his words had on me. Then he continued, “You shouldn’t let your heart be kicked around. You want dick … you go get it. You want a boyfriend…. Demand it. Otherwise… don’t let him snatch cookies out the jar or taste the batter.” I looked at Mr. Jones a long time. He was right. I had power. I needed to stop being shy and use it!
“You look like you want something more; that you’re ready for a serious man. Maybe you don’t want a full blown relationship but at least fuck with somebody that has the potential to give it to you.” My heart fluttered, “Shit…” I said quietly as he moved to the edge of his chair, “Ummm…. So is that a massage chair?” He smiled, “Deflecting?” I smiled walking over and touching the leather. It was taunt and suddenly began to vibrate! “O but it’s quiet!” I exclaimed really fascinated now as he shifted I could see red dots spread throughout his seat! “It heats up too?!” I asked and he nodded, “Yea… it’s worth the investment. You wanna try it?” I nodded eagerly. He stood stepping to the side as I sat down gently and immediately closed my eyes. “Woooooowwww….” I said as my voice vibrated. “This feels sooooooo goooooodddd.” I was oblivious to him kneeling in front me until his hands enclosed my left foot and he began massaging it! I opened my eyes, “You don’t have to…” He winked at me, “But I want to. Relax. Tune me out.”
I closed my eyes trying to relax as instructed but as his knuckles rolled under the ball of my foot, his thumbs pressed hard into my heel, I could NOT tune him out! My pussy throbbed as he massaged my toes! Where the hell did he learn how to do this?! It was the most sensual thing anyone had ever done to me! After a good while he switched to the other foot and I sank deeper into the chair. The chair warmed my body and I let out a low moan. Minutes later he pressed another button and the vibrations deepened! “Ooooooo….” I moaned as my nipples grew erect. He allowed me to sit for a few minutes before he hands began massaging my calves; first the left… then the right. I must have doze a moment or something because the next thing I knew I moaned loudly reaching down to my pussy and touched his hair! My eyes flew open as I exclaimed, “O!” his lips pressed hard against my pussy soaking her through my shorts! “Shit!” I said again as he rubbed his lips against my clit the chair shook me hard! “Ooooooo!” I moaned grasping his head with both hands as his warm tongue slipped inside my shorts, licking my pussy lips. “Fuck!” I said as I grinded on his lips sliding my fingers across his sea of waves. This felt so good! He looked at me and I said, “Take them off.” He quickly complied pulling the tight shorts off as I raised my hips to assist. He tossed them behind him and I spread my thighs wide as he buried his face! “O fuck!” I yelled closing my eyes once again enjoying the wet sensation of his tongue as it rounded my clit, sliding up and down my pussy lips. “Yesssss…” I moaned gripping his head tight as his tongue slipped inside me! “YES!” I yelled, looking down watching him as he wrapped his arms around my thighs, darting his tongue feverously! “Yes! Yes! YES!” I chanted as I grinded harder on his face. “O please…. Please….” I begged and suddenly the chair vibrated even harder! I opened my eyes in time to see his hand leaving the keypad as he rolled his tongue around my clit, flickering it… “Mr. Joooonnneesss!!!” My body shook hard as I came! I drunkenly looked at him, just as he vacuum sealed his mouth around my clit! “OOOOOOOOO fffffuuucccckkk!” I screamed grabbing his head tight sending a ripple across his waves as my back arched I shook violently as I came again! “O SSHHIIIITTTT!” I cried as his tongue circled around my clit over and over before slipping back inside me! “OOOOOOO!” I sobbed in pleasure; he gripped my hips tight as I continued rolling my hips, grinding so hard on his face I could’ve broken his neck! “O MY GOD! I’m cumming again!” I screamed as my pussy juices doused his face! My body jerked like I was having a seizure! My nails were so deep in that leather it’s a miracle I didn’t rip it! Seconds later I collapsed into the chair, shockwaves bouncing through my body while he put the setting back on a mellow vibe, softly kissed my pussy before rising and disappearing into another part of the house. When he returned somehow I had already stumbled across the room, retrieved my shorts and was pulling them on. Goddamn! Is this how life is when you not trying to be a good girl?
“Cyn… Can I ask you something?” I nodded as I fought hard to stay on my feet. My knees iffed to give out so I moved to his wooden coffee table just in time as I sat down heavily. My eyes were barely open as I covered my face trying to come back to reality. “What keeps you from accepting my advances?” I looked at him a little stunned. Wait… is this reality? Shit! I need a moment. I thought I was talking but when he laughed and asked again I realized how I must look! “Um….” I said as the fog began to lift, slowly my eyes opened a bit more and I smiled, “I haven’t noticed.” He raised an eyebrow calling me out silently so I said, “Okay… I’ve noticed… I don’t know… you’re older than me and…. I don’t know. It’s refreshing the way you come at me but… I honestly don’t know if you really would be comfortable with me not being so….” He knelt down in front me and I let my pause be my period. “Cyn, I was married for 10 years. Yes I miss having a woman in my bed every night but you’re young. You want your freedom but your aura reads a lot deeper than that. If you want me to cater to your needs…. I’m here.” I looked into his eyes and couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him! He just couldn’t let me come out this fog! I wrapped my arms around his neck, mad now that I had put my shorts back on as he stood, he wrapped his arms around my waist, squeezing my ass as we kissed! “Mmmm…” he moaned before he kissed my neck, then my collarbone, down to my right breast; he sucked on my nipple and I moaned as his mouth soaked it my pussy throbbed! “Oooooo…” I moaned as he kissed me again his dick rubbed hard against my pussy. “Jesus…” I said as I grinded on his dick. I moaned louder as his hands slipped inside my shorts and groped my bare ass. “Mmmmm….” He moaned into my mouth walking me back around to the massage chair and laying on top of me. I jumped as the chair suddenly reclined! Then I smiled as we resumed kissing his dick grinded harder against my pussy! He wanted those shorts off bad but neither of us wanted to pause long enough to remove them! I enjoyed seeing the passion inside him grow! From what I could feel, he had a thick dick and about 7 inches in length! “Mr. Jones….” I moaned as he took hold of my left nipple in his mouth. Now I wanted his dick so bad I rose my hips up, grinding on him hard before suddenly (BOOM BOOM BOOM) “Police! Anyone home?” I frowned, sighed and cursed! “Fucking seriously?”. Mr. Jones rose off me, “Fuck!” He said and my eyes reverted to his dick imprint making me curse again! “Fuck!” The police pounded on the door again so I stood up and adjusted my tank top, pull my shorts down over my ass cheeks and watched as Mr. Jones opened the door. Two cops greeted him. “Evening sir, there’s been a small “incident” across the street…. And we just wanted to know if you… saw anything?” Mr. Jones shook his head no and I did the same when the second cop looked past him at me. “You know I know ya’ll like to stick together but someone could have been killed tonight. Are you both sure you didn’t see anything?” We both nod our heads as the other officer rolls his eyes and says, “Alright have a good night.” I stood next to Mr. Jones as they walked to my house. We watched as they knocked, got no answer and then quickly pressed on to my neighbor that worked for Delta. She was home this week and had a thing for one of the cops so I wasn’t surprised to see one of them go inside. The other officer went back across the street to the Peters. I took this opportunity to push past Mr. Jones and leave. “You don’t have to leave Cyn.” He said. I knew that, but maybe the cops coming was a sign. If he waited this long to get his hands on me… he could wait some more. “It’s okay I… need to think about your offer and …. go get ready. I’m sure it’s probably almost 8 and I have to meet my date.” I avoided his eyes. He walked onto his porch and said, “Cyn…” I stopped to look at him. “Yes.” I said. He looked at me a moment before continuing, “You have my number… if it…. goes south… call me.” I nodded. “Can you text me where you’ll be?” he asked. I nodded my head yes and said, “But not with who… that’s too… weird.” He smiled, “Ok, but if your gut tells you to… anyway… have a good time. Remember you can stop by afterwards to get some …. Chicken.” I chuckled and continued walking away but then I stopped. Being on open water at night with a stranger was just so unnerving! “Mr. Jones?” I said turning around. He hadn’t stop watching me as he walked over to the railing on his porch. “Please….. call me Jamison.” I laughed, his name even spoke his age! “What’s your middle name?” I asked and he smiled, “Troy”. I nodded, “Okay, Troy… Jamison sounds too old. Anyway, this guy is bringing me out on a boat for dinner. It’s our first date… a little weird… you know. So…. I’ll text you his name and number and the pier… just in case.” He nodded and asked, “You have mace?” I nodded. He looked briefly to the house next to mine before saying, “A gun?” I shook my head no. “You should have a small gun… I’ll get you one.” I rose my hand up, “No no please…. No… I’ll text you and if I’m not home by tomorrow morning…. Call the police okay?” he nodded as I walked up the steps.~Precious Luv
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