Page 48 of Daddy Long Stroke


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“Yo, what’s good, baby? You want this nut tonight?”

“What time you coming?”

“Now.”

“See you when you get here.”

“Aye, yo…”

“Yeah?”

“I’ma need to hold a few dollars, baby. You got me?”

She sucks her teeth.

Damn, this buck-tooth beaver suckin’ her muthafuckin’ gums like a muhfucka’s always hittin’ her up for her paper. “Yo, if it’s a problem, boo, let me know. ’Cause I can keep it movin’.”

“Did I say it was?”

“Nah, but you came off like it is, suckin’ ya teeth ’n shit.”

She huffs. “How much you need?”

“Three hunnid,” I tell her. “So you got me?”

She sighs. “Yeah, I guess.”

“You

guess? Whatchu mean? Either you do or you don’t.”

“Yeah, nigga. I got you. But this is the last time.”

Yeah, yeah, yeah. That’s what ya ass said the last time. I grin. “That’s what it is, baby. Have that pussy wet and ready for me.” And ya money in ya hand. I hang up, then spark another blunt. Yeah, big pimpin’ ain’t always easy, but someone’s gotta do it. And it might as well be a muhfucka like me.

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Man, listen, I’m tired as hell. Last night I ended up pullin’ an all-nighter wit’ Crystal’s fat ass. This cute brown-skinned chick from Union I fuck on the low from time to time. She’s a bit chunky, though, wit’ a head like a Chow’s—big. But she got some good pussy. And she swallows and hits a nigga up wit’ paper—even when the ho don’t want to, so you already know what time it was. I didn’t leave up from outta her spot ’til almost four in the mornin’.

I close my eyes, replayin’ the night in my head. I licked and kissed her skin startin’ from her thick neck to her wide collar bone to her itty-bitty piggy tits, twirlin’ my tongue ’round each nipple before nibblin’ on ’em. She moaned. Then I planted a trail of kisses in the center of her chest down to her overflowin’ gut and over her wide hips. The whole time I’m wit’ this rhino I gotta remind myself that big girls need love, too; that big girls like to fuck, too; that big girls can suck a mean dick, too. And, they love spendin’ money on a muhfucka like me, too.

“Yeah, baby. Let daddy make you feel good. You want daddy to long stroke this tight pussy?”

“Mmm-hmm…”

I continued explorin’ her body. I raised her ham hocks and placed kisses on the inside of each thigh. My lips traveled to her cankles. But I stopped when I got to her biscuit heels. You know a nigga ain’t fuckin’ wit’ no busted-ass feet. And that ho has fluffy-ass buttermilk biscuits on the back of her heels. You know what I’m talkin’ about; them big, white puffy heels that look like they’ve been soaked in yeast. What the fuck?!

The last time I was wit’ her ass I told her she needed to go to a foot surgeon to get them shits handled. I don’t give a fuck how good the pussy is, or what kinda muthafuckin’ gifts I’m bein’ laced wit’, or how much paper I’m tryna fuck outta her ass. Some things are off limits. And fuckin’ wit’ her raggedy feet is one of ’em. She even had the muthafuckin’ nerve to be openin’ and closin’ her toes like I was ’bout to suck on them gorilla claws. Not tonight, boo. Not to-muthafuckin’-night, I thought, spreadin’ her legs open, then puttin’ my head between ’em. I sniffed the silky patch of hair coverin’ her thick pussy, flickin’ her clit wit’ my tongue. She moaned. I continued dartin’ my tongue in and outta her, slurpin’ her pussy. Then I pressed a finger on her asshole, and put my whole mouth over her clit and sucked, then licked. Then I stuck two fingers into her hot slit. The bitch started shakin’. I used more force, suckin’ her clit, finger-poppin’ her hole, and pressin’ on her asshole.

She let out a loud-ass moan, then started screamin’ and buckin’ her hips. Three minutes later, her nut oozed out into my mouth and onto my tongue. A nigga can’t front, that fat ho got some sweet, creamy pussy. And it’s hot, and muthafuckin’ tight. I finished suckin’ her hole clean, then flipped her over onto her stomach. “You ready for this big dick, bitch?” I asked, slappin’ her on her ass. I tried not to frown at all the dents and craters in her ass.

“Yes, fuck me,” she moaned, archin’ her back and pumpin’ her hips. “Stretch my pussy with that big-ass, black dick, nigga.”

I grinned, slidin’ on a condom, then pushin’ the head of my dick into the back of her pussy. Biscuit Heels gasped as I slowly entered her. I fed her this dick nice ’n slow. Reached ’round her and started squeezin’ her niblets—my term for teenie tits wit’ lil’ nipples. I fucked her wit’ six inches of dick, then let her twist ’n wiggle up on it, takin’ in the rest. And the whole time I was hittin’ it from the back, I was thinkin’, Damn, this bitch needs a back bra for all this muthafuckin’ back fat.

But I gotta say big girl handled this dick. I had my hands on my hips watchin’ her ass jiggle ’n bounce. The more she bounced and shook, the more dick she took in. By the time I finished rockin’ her box, I walked up outta her spot wit’ not only the paper she hit me wit’, but wit’ her beggin’ me to come back through today to run up in her fat, low self-esteem-havin’ ass again. Bless her chubby lil’ heart!

I pull open my laptop, then turn it on. And the minute I log onto my email account. Several IM screens pop up. Damn, these bitches are real thirsty, I think.

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