Page 11 of The Kat Trap


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“As pretty as you are,” he said, eyein’ me like he hit Lotto, “I’ll take my chances.”

“A risk taker,” I said, matchin’ his stare. “I like that.”

“I only bet on sure things, baby. And I’d bet my life you’re a winner.”

“Your life?” I asked.

“Yeah, my life,” he repeated.

Then your life it is, muhfucka. I smiled.

“Now, what can I get the beautiful lady?”

I went in for the kill. I licked my lips real slow and sexy-like and stared him down, before glancin’ down at his crotch. I let the nigga see I was checkin’ for his dick. “What I want, they’re not servin’ at the bar.”

“In that case,” he said, droolin’ like a fuckin’ hound dog, “I know someplace that is.” He leaned in my ear and told me the room number to where he was stayin’, then told me to meet him there in an hour, and to knock three times. I bounced from the club, switchin’ my ass all the way out the door. When I got to my rental and was behind the wheel, I flipped open my cell and called Cash.

“What’s good?”

“I’m restin’ at the downtown Hyatt. Checkin’ in ’bout an hour, then headin’ out in forty.”

“Bet. Enjoy your stay.”

“I always do.”

At one a.m., I dipped into the Hyatt Regency wearin’ a black micro-mini dress and a pair of six-inch slingbacks, struttin’ toward the elevators. When I got to the door, I knocked three times as instructed. He opened the door wearin’ a white hotel robe, and his stringy hair was all over his head. His eyes were glazed. The pale-faced nigga looked coked the fuck out. But it was all good. I was gonna make this short and sweet. I gave myself ten minutes to stretch his ass, then bounce.

“Can I get you something?” he asked, shuttin’ the door behind him. I walked over to the window and admired the view. His suite was overlookin’ Lake Michigan, and the shit was sexy as hell. It was a perfect night to be fucked real rough out on the balcony, but definitely not with this trailer-park nigga. However, he did have me curious. I wanted to see if he had a little pink dick with a bunch of extra skin or not, before I blasted his ass. I glanced down at my watch. I had thirty-four minutes to spare. So, I changed plans.

“Yeah,” I said, turnin’ around to face him, “you can take off that corny-ass robe and let me see you jerk that dick while I play in my pussy, then I’ma let you fuck me deep in my fat, black ass.” Lies!

He opened his beady eyes in shock, then smiled. Ugh!

“Don’t play like you don’t know what time it is,” I said. “Why else you invite me up to your suite? To fuck this sweet, chocolate pussy with the creamy pink center, right?”

He licked his crusty-ass lips. The nigga looked like he was ’bout ready to nut on himself. He broke out into another one of his shitty smiles.

“You get right to the point. I like that.”

“Life is too short to be wastin’ time,” I said, droppin’ my bag into the green high-back chair, then pullin’ my dress up over my hips, and slowly turnin’ around. I bent over and slapped my ass, then pulled it open. “You ever see an ass this big before?” I asked him, lookin’ at him over my shoulder.

He shook his head, runnin’ his long tongue over his rusty lips. “No, can’t say that I have.”

“Then you ain’t had no good ass until you had some black ass.” I walked over to him and undid his robe. His dick was hard, and to my fuckin’ surprise ’bout as thick as a cucumber. The nigga actually had a pretty dick for a white man, and if his face wasn’t so busted, I probably woulda fucked him just for the hell of it. Not! I grabbed him by the base of his hard cock, glidin’ my hand up to his mushroom head, pullin’ him toward the bed. “Then, it looks like tonight’s your lucky night. Now, lie back and beat that big white dick for me.”

He sat on the edge of the bed, spread open his legs, then leaned back on one elbow, strokin’ his dick. The more he stroked, the longer his dick got. “I want you to turn the light on over there on the table, then sit across from me and play in that sweet black pussy for me. Let me see you finger-fuck that pussy.”

I smiled. “Oh, you wanna see how wet this pussy gets?” I asked, walkin’ over toward my bag. I dropped it to the floor, then sat down, danglin’ one leg over the arm of the chair. I glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand: 1:18. Shit, I gotta hurry, I thought, rubbin’ my pussy. “Oooh, you gotta big dick,” I moaned. “You wanna put that big white dick in this fat black pussy. You wanna fuck this tight pussy? You wanna eat this sweet pussy?”

“Yeah,” he grunted, jackin’ his dick fast and furious.

“Yeah, daddy, just like that…Mmmm. You wanna stick your tongue in my ass? Ooh, it feels sooo good,” I said, pullin’ open my pus

sy. “Look at this wet, pink pussy…”

The nigga was practically shakin’ and droolin’, pumpin’ his dick in ’n out of his grungy hands, starin’ at my pretty pussy.

His dick seemed to get thicker with each stroke. He was ugly as fuck, but his dick…humph, that thick, white dick and his fat, smooth balls had me wantin’ to do some freaky thangs to his ass. The thought of handcuffin’ and blindfoldin’ him, then sittin’ down on his dick and milkin’ it with my pussy had me goin’. My hole was gettin’ real hot. I dipped my finga in my slit. My shit was drippin’. “Close ya eyes, muhfucka, and make believe it’s my lips wrapped around that big white dick, nigga.”

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