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“Go out where? Only place I ever go is to school, the library, and work,” she confessed and I nodded my head.
Well, I had a few things that I wanted to do for her. So, for the remainder of the day, she got spoiled. I swear my niggas would have clowned me if they saw me today with Antonia, sitting up in the hair salon and nail salon, waiting on her. We even went to the mall and she picked up a few outfits. I wasn’t trying to change Antonia at all, but I loved when she wore her hair straight, so I had taken her to a Dominican hair salon that my mom and sister go to and she had gotten her hair washed and now it was straight, making her look like a mini version of Lauren London. Now, we were on the way to my crib, just to chill out for a little bit and then I was going to take her out later.
This would be Antonia’s first time at my house. Hell, it would be the first time any other female, aside from my mom or my sister had been to my house. My trust issues were fucked up like that, but I knew that I could trust Antonia for some reason, even if she felt like she couldn’t trust me.
We pulled up to my four bedroom, three-bathroom home, out on Star island. I had paid a grip for this house, but I wanted to do something good with my money and not go and buy some dumb shit. I parked the car and both of us got out.
“Someone is here?” Antonia asked because she saw two other cars in my circular driveway. I had my all black Ram 2500 parked and the new 2016 red Mustang.
“No, those are my cars too. Come on, let’s go inside the house,” I said because she was staring at the cars in shock.
We walked into my house. I gave her a tour and her eyes were like a kid walking into the candy store for the very first time. “Wow, your house is beautiful. I dream of having my own place like this. Why do you be in the hood so much, then? If I lived here, I would never go back there,” Antonia confessed as we walked in my room.
She took off her shoes and laid down on her back.
“Can’t forget where you came from, lil’ mama,” I told her as I pulled my shirt over my head. I watched as her eyes lustfully stared at my body and I smirked at her reaction.
After getting herself together, she finally replied. “Well, I wouldn’t want to remember where I came from. I would want to forget about it all,” she told me.
I nodded my head because I knew what she was trying to say. I turned on the TV in my room and handed her the remote. After putting the TV on BET, we both got comfortable in the bed. I was way out of my comfort zone right now because I had never been no cuddling ass nigga. Then again, I had never been the type of nigga to sit in the hair salon and watch a female get their hair done either. I chucked lightly because this girl had me looking like a bitch out here.
“Let me see what color you did your toes,” I told Antonia.
She reached up with her good hand and removed her socks. She had some pretty little feet. No corns or nothing. She had gotten them painted cocaine white, just like her fingernails. I smiled, showing my appreciation of her feet. I swear I had a foot fetish, so any female rocking with me had to keep her shit done all the time.
“You like them?” Antonia asked, smiling down at me.
“Yeah, I like them” I told her, putting one of her feet in my hand and rubbing it.
“What else do you like?” she shot, catching me by surprise. She was just full of surprises today.
“What am I supposed to like?” I asked her, still with her foot in my hands.
“Do you like me?” she asked me, looking me dead in the eyes.
“You aight,” I said, causing her to laugh.
“Whatever. You kissed me yesterday like you liked me,” she said, causing me to laugh this time.
“I kissed you or you kissed me?” I asked her.
She shrugged and I put her foot down and climbed up to her. I placed my hands on either side of her and put my face directly in front of her. “Go ahead. Do what you wanna do,” I told her and she lifted her head up and put her soft lips against mine.
This time, the kiss was way more intense than yesterday, and my dick felt like it was about to burst out of my joggers. Yesterday, I could tell that Antonia wasn’t as experienced at kissing, but today, she had stepped her game up. While kissing her, I spread her legs apart and got between them.
“Le
t me just touch her,” I told her, referring to her pussy.
She looked at me hesitantly and then she nodded her head. I untied her sweats and pulled them down, along with her panties. I put my hands on her pussy and her body shuddered at my touch. I softly rubbed her clit in a circular motion and she threw her had back in awe. Her ass was so damn wet, making my dick that much harder. She tried to reach for my pants, but I stopped her.
“You ain’t ready for that, yet,” I told her.
She put her hand back down and closed her eyes as I made her body feel good with my fingers. I stuck my middle finger in her and she jumped at my touch. She was so damn wet and tight that shit was crazy. She allowed me to fuck her with my fingers as I used my thumb to play with her clit.
“Mmmmm, Jahh,” she released the sexiest moan that I had ever heard in my life.
I have made plenty of bitches feel good and heard plenty of bitches moan out loud, but Antonia’s shit was special. Shit was like music to my ears. I leaned up and sucked on her neck as she gyrated her hips against my fingers.
