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The two of them go at it for about ’nother twenty minutes, kissin’ and suckin’ on each other’s tits, before they finally bust off all over the other’s fingers and hands. When they finish nuttin’, I tell ’em to lick their fingers, then kiss. They do. I stroke my dick deeper, harder and faster. And as I’m about to nut, I order them both to get on their knees to catch this milk. Interestin’ly, Lydia’s real nasty ’n greedy wit’ it. She wants the dick in her mouth, wants to taste this nut instead of havin’ it splattered on her face. The bitch doesn’t wanna share any of it wit’ Falani, either. And it’s aiight by me. I allow her to guzzle it all down. When she finishes, she leans over and grabs Falani by the back of the head, then shoves her tongue down into her mouth. They are swappin’ spit and cum back ’n forth. I grin. Say what the fuck you want, but I already know what it is. Falani’s freak, nasty-ass is a lyin’-ass bitch. She’s played in this scene before.
Ten minutes later, we are in the bedroom. Falani is lyin’ back on the bed wit’ her legs open. She starts rubbin’ her clit and pussy, while Lydia crawls between her legs, kisses the inside of her thighs, then shifts her body into the sixty-nine position. Her pussy hovers over Falani’s face and I’m watchin’ to see what the fuck she’s gonna do. Lydia starts suckin’ her pussy and Falani lets out a moan.
“Yo, eat that shit, baby,” I urge Falani as I stroke my hard dick. After a lil’ more coaxin’, she finally does what she’s told. Lickin’ ’n lappin’ and moanin’. “Yeah, there you go. You talkin’ ’bout you wouldn’t eat no pussy. You tearin’ that shit up, baby. That’s right; tongue-fuck her pussy.”
I watch the two of them gettin’ it in, munchin’ on each other’s pussies, moanin’ and buckin’ their hips as I roll a condom down on my dick. I grin at Falani, thinkin’, This bitch eats pussy better than me. My dick hovers over her head. She peeps what’s ’bout to go down—as I slide my dick into the back of Lydia’s wet, slippery hole—and reaches up and rubs the back of my balls. Lydia’s ass is big, soft and fluffy as cotton, and her pussy’s tight and hot.
“Gotdamn, you got some wet pussy,” I say, slowly pushin’ my dick in her. She moans. But the ho doesn’t flinch as I keep pushin’ more of my dick up in her. When I finally get all of it up in her, I stand still and let her bounce her ass back up on it. Falani is still beneath us. She cups my balls, then lifts her head up and starts lickin’ ’em as they smack up against the back of Lydia’s pussy. Man, listen…havin’ my balls rubbed and squeezed and licked while diggin’ out some pussy has me goin’.
I groan. “Aaah, shit…”
I pull open Lydia’s ass, spit into her hole, then stick my middle finger into her asshole. She moans, rotatin’ her hips, and greedily eatin’ Falani’s pussy, causin’ her to shake. Both of these hoes are moanin’ loudly. I’m thrashin’ the shit outta Lydia, feedin’ the back of her pussy wit’ this dick. She starts nuttin’ and wettin’ my dick, splashin’ pussy juice all over. I squeeze her hips and continue assaultin’ her slippery walls. “Uh…ooooh, aaah…ooh, ya dick feels so good…”
After ’bout ten minutes of Lydia eatin’ Falani out, she climbs off of her. And Falani lifts and spreads open her legs, waitin’ for me to slide up into her eager hole. I hover over her, then push my dick in as she wraps her legs ’round my waist.
She moans. I grab and squeeze her titties, then slip her left nipple into my mouth. While I’m long-strokin’ Falani, Lydia gets behind me and starts playin’ wit’ my ass. She pulls it open. I tighten, then relax my ass muscles as I feel her tongue brush against my hole. She sticks her tongue in it. A muhfucka moans—loud, and my already bricked dick goes straight to steel, causin’ me to stretch Falani’s insides more. She screams, diggin’ her nails into my back. Lydia starts bitin’ on my ass, then lickin’ and kissin’ up my spine. Lickin’ and kissin’ my shoulders, then kissin’ and nibblin’ on my neck. I crane my head toward her and allow her to slip her tongue into my mouth. The mixture of Falani’s pussy and the smell of my scent on Lydia’s tongue got a nigga feelin’ extra horny. We slob each other down while I’m beatin’ Falani’s pussy up.
I continue slow-strokin’ Falani, while Lydia leans in and starts flickin’ her tongue against Falani’s clit, ’causin’ her to arch her back. Lydia reaches up and pinches and tweaks Falani’s left nipple. I lift her legs and push ’em toward her chest so I can stroke the front, back and center of her pussy. I give it to her deep. She continues moanin’ and beggin’, bitin’ down on her bottom lip. Her face twists up from the combination of pleasure and sweet pain that I’m servin’ her.
“Yeah, baby, nut for daddy,” I urge, stickin’ a finger into her asshole.
All of a sudden Lydia starts grindi
n’ down on Falani’s face, moanin’. Then starts talkin’ real slick-like. And the shit was turnin’ a muhfucka on. “Oh, yes…oh, yes…suck my pussy, bitch. Yeah, you fine, black muthafucker, eat that bitch’s pussy…make her pussy nut, you sexy nigga…I’ma bust my nut all in this pretty bitch’s mouth…” Falani moans. She moans. And don’t ask me why a muhfucka starts moanin’, too. But I do. Then I shock the shit outta myself. I stop tongue-fuckin’ Falani and tell Lydia to go put on her strap-on. I want her to fuck Falani while I fuck her from the back. I go back to eatin’ Falani ’til she comes back wit’ her rubber dick swingin’ from its harness. I back outta the way and let her slide up in and start strokin’ Falani’s walls. Falani gasps. I get behind Lydia, pull open her ass cheeks, then start eatin’ her pussy and asshole.
Both of these freaky bitches are moanin’, which is only turnin’ a muhfucka on more. I stick two fingers into the back of Lydia’s pussy, twist and probe her walls. When I find her spot, I massage it, causin’ her to scream and slam her rubber cock deeper into Falani.
“Suck my titties, you sexy bitch,” Lydia orders Falani, thrustin’ a mile a minute in and outta her. I can hear the swishin’ of her juices as Lydia beats her pussy up.
Falani moans.
“Yeah, you freaky bitch,” I chime in, slappin’ Lydia’s ass, “fuck her pussy…”—I reach over and stroke Falani’s clit—“You like how she’s fuckin’ you, don’t you, baby?”
Falani moans again. Then Lydia moans.
I stand up, dip at the knees, then slide my dick into the back of her pussy. She gasps, sucks in a buncha air. And braces herself as her legs start to shake. I slow-grind into her. Give her a chance to get used to this dick. She catches her breath. I grind. She grinds. I’m fuckin’ her. She’s fuckin’ Falani. And together we find a rhythm that causes us all to moan. I can’t front, they both got some good pussy, but Lydia’s takes the prize. She’s deep and wide, and knows howta pull my dick into her. The bitch almost has Maleeka beat in takin’ this dick.
I slam my dick into Lydia. She slams hers into Falani. All three of us start moanin’ and groanin and pantin’ and gruntin’ like wolves in heat. We fuck, suck ’n lick each other ’til almost three a.m., then fall asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms—sweaty, funky and exhausted.
26
This bitch can’t suck dick worth shit! I think while I’m stretched out in the middle of Cherry’s king-sized California bed. I caught the 6:50 A.M. flight into L.A. this mornin’. The flight got into LAX at 9:54. We got to her spot at 10:40, and was butt-ass naked by 10:43. Now it’s 11:38 and she’s on her knees beside me bobbin’ her head up ’n down, scrapin’ my shit wit’ her teeth. “Yo, ma, go easy down there. It should be more lip ’n tongue and no teeth.” She wants to learn to suck this dick bad. But she’s failin’ miserably! I told her ass the last time I was here that she needs to throat train on a five- or six-inch-dick muhfucka, or practice on one of her dildoes—first. Shit. To teach a bitch howta suck dick requires a buncha patience that I don’t have. I wanna ho to already know howta throat a muhfucka, feel me?
“Hol’ up,” I say, raisin’ up on my left forearm. “Give me ya hand”—I take her right hand, and place it midway on my shaft— “now take ya tongue and lick the tip of my dick like you would a lollipop or an ice-cream cone.” She does. But her tongue service is dry as hell. “C’mon, baby, put some spit up on that dick. Wet that shit up.” I slide two fingers into her wet pussy. Jab ’n twist ’em in ’n outta her hole. She moans. Although I ’preciate her attempt to wet this dick, she’s gonna need a whole lotta practice, or end up gettin’ her teeth knocked the fuck out. Goddamn! If I don’t stop her now, I’ma end up screamin’ on her ass, or punchin’ her in the back of her muthafuckin’ head. I close my eyes, take a deep breath, then slap her on the ass. “Yo, baby, ’nough of this half-ass dick-suckin’.” I reach for her. Pull my dick from outta her grip. “Let me eat this sweet-ass pussy from the back, then stroke ya guts up.” She reluctantly stops what she’s doin’ and gets on all fours. I get behind her and put this tongue to work. She starts moanin’, groanin, beggin’ and clutchin’ the sheets ’til she nuts. Then I slide my dick in her, slowly stirrin’ it in and out, then thrustin’ deep ’til I’m ready to spit this milk. I pull out. Yank off the condom. “Here it comes, baby,” I say, pumpin’ my dick in and outta my hand. She quickly turns to face me, opens her mouth and holds her titties in her hands, eagerly waitin’ for me to paint her lips wit’ my nut. I grunt, deepen my strokes, then pop a thick, hot nut all on her face, in her mouth and over her titties. She licks her lips, then sucks the nut off her titties. “Yeah, baby, you daddy’s lil’ cumslut, huh?” She moans. Reaches for my still-hard dick, and slips it into her mouth, suckin’ the last drops of my nut out.
When she finishes, we lay on top of the covers. I kiss her, stickin’ my tongue deep into her mouth. Then plant soft kisses on her forehead. No words are said between us. I hold her in my arms, allow her to rest her head on my chest, and wait for her to drift off to sleep before slippin’ outta bed and steppin’ out onto her terrace, takin’ in the view of Los Angeles. I try to wrap my mind ’round payin’ close to a million dollars to live up in this piece. Yeah, it’s a slick spot wit’ its bamboo wood floors and floor-to-ceilin’ windows and panaromic views of the mountains and all of downtown located in the South Park district. But, man, listen…eight-hundred thousand dollars for a two-bedroom, three-bath upscale apartment? Unfuckin’ believable!
I think ’bout havin’ her slumped over the railin’, slidin’ this dick in and outta her. I grab my shit and stroke it. Get it slightly hard. Yeah, I’m out here nude, and? I’m on the thirty-first floor. So it is what it is. I try to imagine livin’ out here on the West Coast. Try to visualize bein’ thousands of miles away from Jersey and New York. Funny thing, I can’t. I dig L.A. wit’ all of its palm trees, glitz and beautiful weather, but it lacks the kinda fast-paced swagger I’m used to. Although I know I could bag a slew of hoes out here, a muhfucka like me would become bored and homesick real fast.
On the way here from the airport, Cherry was beatin’ me in the head ’bout movin’ out here, talkin’ ’bout she’d give me my space and let me parlay here at this spot, and she’d move back into her crib over in Santa Monica. All she wanted from me is this dick on-call. Yeah, it sounded all good—and if I was a weak-type cat, I’d probably take her up on it, but that shit would never work for a muhfucka like me. Livin’ in someone else’s shit and then haveta adhere to some kinda expectations and rules, nah… never that. And I’ll be damned if I ever give a ho the chance to put me out on the streets. So I told her, “Thanks, but no thanks, baby. I’ll fly in as needed.”
I go back in to take a shower, but peek in on Cherry and change my mind. Seein’ her lyin’ in her nakedness bricks my dick. I climb back in bed. Spoon behind her, kiss her on the back of her neck, on her shoulders. She stirs, opens her eyes and cranes her head to face me. “Mmmm,” she coos. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you, too, baby,” I say, rollin’ a condom on. I lift her leg, then slowly slide my dick back into her still wet pussy. I fuck her nice ’n slow. Torture her with unhurried strokes for forty-three minutes ’til we both nut, and fall off to sleep.
“C’mon, sleepyhead,” Cherry says, gently shakin’ me to get up. “Let’s go grab a bite to eat.” I stretch and yawn, lookin’ ’round the room. She’s hoverin’ over me wit’ her cell in her hand. She’s already showered and dressed in a white linen wrap dress that stops to her ankles and a pair of orange strappy heels. Of course, top-of-the-line shit. Still, I’m lookin’ at her like, “What the fuck?” But it dawns on me that I’m in southern California, so what she has on is what’s poppin’ for out here. And I can’t front, she’s lookin’ real sexy.
“Yo, what time is it?” I ask, grabbin’ and pullin’ at my dick, stretchin’ my legs out. She tells me it’s almost five-thirty. I let out a loud groan, lyin’ in bed a few more minutes before I finally sit up. Between the flight and fuckin’, I’m whipped. “Damn, that pussy knocked me the hell out.”
