PEANUT
With Diamond's help, I was able to pull this off.
I knew Alyse loved dance, so I wanted to do something that would make her feel a bit more comfortable.
When I walked through the door, it was hard not to take peeks at her from behind the curtain.
I watched as her eyes lit up and that shit made me feel mushy inside.
By the time she had stepped onto the stage, I was sitting in the chair waiting for her.
That black sheer layered tutu sat right above her ass, allowing her orange panties to be visible.
Her titties perked in the bra, letting me know she was excited.
Alyse stood in front of me looking beautiful than ever.
If this shit wasn’t a process, I swear I would have fucked her where she stood.
She had tried to say something, but I placed my finger to my lips.
Tonight, no words. We’re going to let the silence speak for us. Do you understand?
But!
No buts, do you understand?
Yes, I do, Jalen.
Good girl. You look sexy as fuck.
She smiled. Thank you. You look good, too.
I want you to dance for me. I winked before I hit play.
But why did I think?
Alyse, dance baby, it’s just me and you. I promise.
She began to move slowly. She slowly closed her eyes as she began doing what she loved.
I watched as her body rolled slowly and spun, then leaped across the floor.
Somehow, she ended up on the floor as she slowly crawled toward me.
Her leg shot up and smoothly went over her head as she ended up in a split.
Her head snapped my way as she winked. I nodded because she was working it, and my dick approved.
Take your panties off.
She froze, then smirked. She eased out of her panties and tossed them to me.
My lip disappeared between my teeth as she continued to dance.
Alyse twirled until she stood in front of me.
She slowly eased her leg up and held it.
Her sweet pussy stared at me; a nigga’s mouth began to water as one of her hands slid up her thigh until it reached her pussy.
She circled her finger around her clit, then stuck her finger inside herself.
It was the fact that she held her balance and played with her pussy at the same time.
She had stroked herself a few more times until her leg came down slowly.
While Alyse had her eyes closed, I reached and grabbed the paddle. When her eyes opened, and she saw it in my hand, I could tell she was afraid.
I slid the paddle under my arm so it wouldn’t be her focus while I instructed her on what to do next.
Trust me, ok?
What is that? She pointed.
Finger to my lips. Remember silence, bend over that chair.
Her arm went flying. No!
I dropped my head and raised it slowly. Trust me, please.
I could see her swallow hard. Fine.
She eased her way toward the chair and bent over. When she turned to look at me, I placed my finger to my lips before I pulled the paddle from under my arm, drew my hand back, and landed a blow to her pretty, tender ass.
Smack!
“Ah!” she screamed, then looked at me.
I shook my head no. She took a deep breath and bent over again.
Smack!
“Mmggrrr,” she growled.
Smack!
This time she didn’t say anything. I rolled the paddle in my hand before I drew back and landed.
Smack!
Her body bucked, and she shook her head.
Smack!
She bucked again. I leaned forward, planting a kiss on her cheek. I drew my hand back one last time, and it landed beautifully just as she did those jumps and leaps.
Smack!
When she turned toward me, I smiled. Welcome to the muhfuckin Zoo! Now, let’s dance.
Alyse eyed me as she moved and circled me until I sat in the chair, undid my pants, and pulled my dick out. I looked at her.
It's just dancing, baby.
She straddled my lap, coming down slowly. My head fell back as she sank her teeth into my neck. “Mmm,” I moaned.
Up, down, roll.
This time, she was doing something different. The way her pussy sucked me up wasn’t the same as before. This pussy came for vengeance, and I wasn’t mad at it.
Up, down, roll.
My head dropped forward to see her, staring at me. Her hand lifted to sign. You feel so good.
All I could do was nod.
Up, down, roll.
“G-g-g—”
She placed her finger to her lips. “Shh.”
Up, down, roll.
I was trying not to utter a word, but it was hard.
I wrapped one arm around her waist as I picked her up.
I gently turned her around and placed one of her knees on the chair while the other rested on the armrest. I gripped her waist, bent my knees slightly, and went to work.
The way her pussy was talking, she was the loudest thing in the room.
Alyse reached back to bring my head forward. “Jalen,” she muttered.
Alyse was my idea of perfection, and to be the only nigga to touch this pussy, in my eyes, she was my forever.
Love wasn’t where we were right now, but as long as she continued to be a nigga’s safe space, those words weren’t too far behind, and after I do what I need to with white boy Colby, Alyse would forever be branded in my heart.