13. 2
“You want me to do what?”
With my shoes kicked off, I was sitting on the edge of my California king with the money in my hand. We’d been in my home no more than five minutes and either she wasn’t easily impressed as I thought she was, or she was too nervous to appreciate the multimillion dollar crib that I called home.
Her arms were folded and every time she opened her mouth, her big ass curls bounced. I loved that shit too. It was rare seeing a woman in her natural hair these days. As long as I could pull on it, I didn’t mind one way or another if a girl wore extensions or not.
Popping the rubber band on one of the stacks of money that I wasn’t able to toss out due to me looking at her all damn night, I licked my lips. The shy ones had the best pussy. That much I remembered from when I was a youngin’. Granted I hadn’t fucked shit shy in a very long time but if memory served me right I knew Fine shyt could not only dance but dance on this dick.
Pulling my shirt and then my wife beater over my head, I repeated the instructions.
“I want you to dance.”
When she caught sight of my marked up physique that I’d put way to many hours in the gym to maintain her chest rose and nipples hardened in the thin fabric of her dress. She wasn’t very top heavy being a high B at best but they were the perfect size for her frame. She had nice hips, legs that stretched for miles, and enough ass that could jiggle as I hit her from the back. Even though her body was banging, what I appreciated most was her square round face. She was too fucking pretty, and it wasn’t nothing in this world better than a pretty bitch being face down and ass up in my bed.
“This? This yours. And it’s more where it come from depending on how hard you shake that ass,” I taunted.
“Uhhh. I can’t dance,” she admitted.
“Alexa, start my playlist.”
I couldn’t think of a song off the top of my head because I was too damn lit, but I hoped something played that she could catch the beat too.
The beat dropped and this time my cheeks flushed.
From the CO to across the seas
I’m guaranteed to make everybody bounce with me
Bow Wow’s Take ya home blared loudly and instead of her clowning me for having the homie Bow on my playlist she began to sway. Hell, Bow was that nigga back then. We were like five when the nigga was popping but I vaguely remembered the girls calling twin and I bow wow due to us having braids even though we didn’t look shit like his ass. I could feel my dick growing in my jeans as she swayed side to side. Grabbing a few bills, I tossed them in the air. She almost looked like a GTA character with how she was moving but she was so pretty that it was sexy. The more she swayed the more money I tossed.
Just when I expected her to bend that ass over, her shoulders jerked. Jumping up, I thought her ass was having a seizure until I saw that she was doing the fucking Harlem shake.
I said lil Bow wow you just don’t know
The way you move so fast across the floor
Fine shyt was moving so hard that it looked like she was about to pop a shoulder out of socket. I done fucked around and brought home Soulja Boy. I wasn’t no more good when she dusted her shoulders off.
I mean you run through my mind like all the time
To the point that I just want to take ya home.
Tossing the rest of the money, I stood. Lil baby was conjuring up a sweat and I didn’t want musty pussy so I commanded Alexa to stop the music. The doors of my balcony were open, and the ocean waves were all we needed to hear.
“What? I didn’t do good?” Her lashes fluttered making her look even more innocent.
Not being able to fight the laugh if I tried, I pulled her toward me.
“You did good baby. I just need to fuck is all,” I partially lied. She did fucking horrible, and I prayed the pussy was much better than her dancing skills or I would be calling her ass an uber and hitting Coal up.
Grabbing her neck, the rings on my fingers had to be cold on her skin because she shivered as I leaned down and sucked her lips in my mouth. Rule of thumb was if I could kiss her lips, I could kiss her pussy but, there wouldn’t be no pussy eating going on tonight. Had she not morphed into a rapper from the early two thousands seconds ago, she may have been able to earn my head. She wasn’t about to start Bank head bouncing on my face. Fuck that.
“I…I don’t normally do this,” a small breathless whisper escaped her lips.
Raising my mouth from hers, I gazed into her eyes.
“Aye. That don’t even matter, baby.”
It didn’t. It didn’t matter to me if she did this every day of the week. What mattered was that it was my turn now and I was about to enjoy every fucking second. Tomorrow I would be back to blowing niggas faces off but right now all I wanted to do was blow her fucking back out.
Reclaiming her lips, I pulled her into my chest as our tongues hungrily danced. She tasted so fucking sweet that I’d wished I could extract her saliva and drink that shit down like iced tea on a warm Ausnor day. Grabbing her ass, that shit was even heavier than it looked in the dress she wore. Shit was soft too. Our kiss was not only urgent, it was exploratory too. The kiss sent the pit of my stomach to a swirl, and I didn’t know what the fuck that shit was about so, I trailed my lips to the side of her mouth down to her neck as I pulled the dress from her body. Playtime was over, it was time to see if Bow Weezy could shake on this dick.
With both of our clothes and shoes sitting on top of the layer of money scattered about, I plopped backside down on the mattress bringing her body on top of mine as I sucked on her flesh as if her neck was a chicken bone. Her body was on fire and as I squeezed her hips to position her on top of me her juicy bare pussy leaked onto my abdomen.
Maybe her shit would be good.
Removing my tongue from her neck, I placed my arms behind my head and bit down on my bottom lip. I still had my slugs in and could tell that she liked the shit based on how flushed she became. With her soft palms planted on my abs she tossed her hair out of her face with the shake of her head.
“Ride this dick.”
Lifting her body, she placed my mushroom tip at her opening and we both moaned as she slid down. On my grams I saw the moon, stars, and all the fucking creatures in the ocean as I filled her up. Not only was her shit super soaker wet but it was tight and warm.
“Fuuuuck,” I rasped like a nigga getting his first piece of pussy.
She had an uncomfortable look on her face and rightfully so with my girth and length. A nigga like me was cocky because I cold back that shit up in all ways in every department.
Reaching up, I gently outlined the circle of her breast as she rode my dick as best she could. She was so fucking wet that the bottom of my stomach was completely soaked. Her cute ass nose was scrunched in a way that let me know my dick was hurting her but she didn’t voice a complaint and that made my dick grow even longer. I didn’t think my dick had ever been that hard in my fucking life. My hands seared a path down her taut stomach and stopped at her pussy. Using my thumb, I circled her bud making her body jerk.
“Oh shiiiiit!”
“You like how this shit feel? You like how this dick feel?”
Still with that uncomfortable look etched on her face she nodded, hair bobbing.
“Come’ere.”
Curving her body into mine as she leaned down flat on top of me, I snaked my tongue into her mouth. She continued to ride my dick, and the kiss must’ve given her motivation because she fucked me like she had some shit to prove. The way we were bouncing on the mattress while lip locking was way to fucking intimate for a one night stand and with the way my dick wasn’t strapped was way too fucking dangerous for a woman I didn’t know. But none of that shit mattered. I continued thumbing her clit, sucking her mouth and fucking her from the bottom. I was giving her grade A dick because with the premium pussy she had, she deserved it.
“Oh my God,” she cried out, coming up for air. I was addicted to her taste just that fast because I put my lips back on hers. When I felt wetness on my face, I opened my eyes to see that I’d fucked Lil’ Bowette to tears. I couldn’t even blame her. She had me wanting to cry out like a bitch too and that was why I kept my mouth on hers. A chick would never say she had bitched Jovani Bendetti in the bedroom.
“You fucking me like you love me girl. You love me?”
“Oh my God yes! Yes I do,” she lied through her straight teeth.
My body tingled all over at the feel of her fucking the shit out of me.
“No you don’t. You just love this dick!”
I bucked into her hard thrusting dick all in her stomach making her cry out. If my beach house wasn’t secluded the neighbors would have been woken from their slumber.
Feeling her pussy contract and her body convulse, I sped up my strokes as her breast bushed against my chest. When my balls tightened, the kiss intensified. Knowing I’d already did too much by not strapping up, I lifted her body but kept thumbing her clit so it wouldn’t mess up her nut. Semen shot up her stomach, making a fucking mess by landing all over her breast. When she took her hand and rubbed it in the daycare of children that were now on her skin and then stuck her hand it in her mouth, I knew then we would be at this shit all night. Lil Tootsie roll was a stone-cold freak . It was always the fucking innocent ones.