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I peep my bag comin’ outta the chute, then grab it when it comes down toward me. I head outside. Damn, it’s gorgeous out this bitch. I smile, breathin’ in all the smog. Bottom line, there’s always gonna be a buncha horny-ass bitches out here who wanna fuck, be fucked, and suck down on this nut. I ain’t braggin’. I’m keepin’ shit real. And the real shit is, there’s always gonna be a ho out here who’s gonna always keep a nigga like me piped out and laced up. There’s always gonna be a buncha lonely, low-self-esteem-havin’, lovesick hoes out here who are gonna do whatever they can to have a muhfucka like me in their beds, even if it means they gotta beg, borrow, or steal. Even if it means they gotta keep lookin’ in the mirror e’ery damn day, lyin’ to themselves that a nigga like me is gonna one day love ’em back.
Like I told ya’ll goin’ into this shit, fuck wit’ a muhfucka like me at ya own risk. I’m ya sweetest most dangerous addiction— that dark, chocolate nigga who’s gonna melt in ya mouth and all up in guts. Have you feenin’ for ya next taste. I told you if you want it rough, you want it rugged. I’ma slay ya muthafuckin’ ass ’til ya shit-hole starts to smoke. No joke. You want it slow, you want it gentle. I’ma rock ya box ’til ya eyes cross, and that’s what it is. A muhfucka like me ain’t lookin’ for love, and I ain’t askin’ for none in return. There are only two things I seek. The first is pussy, and lots of it—deep, wet and gushy. The second is a long throat: a bitch who knows howta suck, gulp and swallow down a dick. And that’s it. All that extra shit, save it for the next muhfucka.
Cherry pulls up to the curb in her Jag. The top’s down, and she’s lookin’ like a million bucks. I toss my bag in the backseat, openin’ the door. I get in, then lean in and kiss her on the lips. Slide her some tongue.
“What’s good, pretty baby?”
“You,” she says, grinnin’. She’s wearin’ a short denim skirt, showin’ her smooth thighs. “It’s good to see you.”
“It’s good seein’ you, too. You got on panties?”
“Nope,” she says, pullin’ off.
I lean over, kissin’ her on the neck as I slide my hand between her thighs and start caressin’ her clit. She moans. “OhmyGod, you’re gonna make me have an accident.”
“Relax, baby. I got this. You just keep ya eyes on the road and drive.” She relaxes, lets her legs open wider, moanin’ as I slip my fingers into her pussy. “Yeah, baby. I’ma get this pussy nice ’n wet.”
“Oooh…aaah, shit,” she moans, swervin’ on the otherside of the highway, “you’re gonna make me cum.”
“Yeah, baby…nut all over my fingers. You want me to put this hard-ass dick in you.”
She swerves again. “Aaah, aaah…yes…”
“What’s my name, baby?”
She presses her foot down on the accelerator. She’s hittin’ ninety. “Aaaaaaah…aaah…I’m cummin’…”
“What’s my name?” I ask, pumpin’ two fingers into her wetness while usin’ my thumb to flick her clit.
She starts to shake, clutchin’ the steerin’ wheel. She’s doin’ a hunnid. “Aaaah…Daddy Long Stroke…aaah, shit…I’m cummin’.”
She screams and zigzags her whip in and outta traffic as she nuts. I pull out my hand, bring my sticky fingers to my lips, smell her cunt juice, then slip ’em into my mouth. “Damn, baby, you taste good,” I say, slurpin’ her syrup up. I grab my hard dick. “Fuck! I can’t wait to get you back to the crib, so I can beat that ass up wit’ this heavy-ass dick.”
She smiles, reachin’ over and rubbin’ my bulge. “And this is exactly what I need, baby.”
Yo, ya’ll can look at me any kinda way you want. But be clear. Don’t hate the player, baby. I didn’t make the game. I made the rules, my rules. To serve a ho this dick and rock her box ’til she stutters and forgets her name; to run this tongue all up in her pussy and ass ’til she tosses me the keys to her whip, begs me to move in, lines a nigga’s pockets wit’ paper, and the list goes on— one stroke, one slurp, at a muthafuckin’ time. And if a bitch gets all caught up, then that shit’s on her; she gets what she gets. But no matter what, I’ma do me. Still fuckin’, still nuttin’, still makin’ the bitches hot and the pussies pop ’cause I’m Daddy Long Stroke, muhfuckas…don’t forget it!
