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I look up at him and grin, squeezing his dick while slow stroking him. “Oh, yeah? And what have you been thinking about?”—I drop down to my knees, yanking his pants and underwear down in one swift motion—“This?” I ask, licking the tip of his dick.
“Oh, yeah, baby…”
“Or this?” I slowly suck on his balls, then pull them into my mouth; one at a time. I get them nice and wet with my spit.
He moans, again. “Aaah, shit, yeah. Damn, baby.”
My mind is made up. Tonight I’m going to make sweet love to this motherfucker’s cock. I grab it at the base with both of my hands, then gently stroke it while bobbing my neck back ’n forth along the length of his thick shaft. I start making loud slurping sounds with my mouth, then gurgle as the tip of his dick pushes past my tonsils. As he moans, I increase the suction on his cock, wrapping my hands along the back of his muscular thighs, then grip his calves, giving him my infamous no-hands-all-neck-and-throat action, ramming his dick in and out of my throat, which immediately causes his knees to buckle.
I slow down the pace, lick the underside of his dick, flick my tongue across his balls, then pucker my mouth around the head, twirling my tongue around it. I suck him in slow motion, moaning. My pussy is starting to overheat. It needs, aches, for attention. I want this nigga to tongue fuck me.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh, fuck! Shit! Goddamn, baby!” he cries out.
I pull back, close my eyes, and let him bust off. His nut hits my face, hard and hot, and has my creamy cunt dripping. I open my eyes and look up at him as I smear his gooey nut all over my lips. I stand up with his nut dangling from my eyes and nose and make my way into the bathroom. I run warm water on a washcloth, then begin wiping my mouth and face.
“Whew, baby! You got the head game on lock. I want some more of that shit.”
I stick my head out of the bathroom door. “Oh, so you think you can handle another round?”
“Hell fuckin’ yeah,” he says enthusiastically, walking up on me. He’s removed his jeans and boxers and is standing here with only a white wife beater on. He steps into the bathroom, turns on the water, and grabs a rag to wash himself off. But I stop him.
“Oh, no, Daddy…Leave that sticky cream for me. I’ll take care of you.”
“Oh, daaaamn. It’s like that?” I smile at him, nodding my head, then slowly lick my lips. “You sexy as hell, baby,” he says to me, taking his dick in his hand and lightly rubbing it.
“What time do you have to be home?” I ask, keeping my eyes locked on his cock, then slowly bringing them up to meet his eyes.
“I can hang for about two hours or so. Is that cool?”
I smile again. “Oh, it’s more than cool. Why don’t you and that fat dick go lie on the bed and wait for me.” He happily does what he’s told. And two minutes later, I step back into the room, sauntering over toward the bed, removing the bathrobe and letting it fall to the floor.
He lifts up on his forearms, takes in my body. “Daaaaaamn, baby…you can really make a nigga forget he got a girl.”
“Well, tonight,” I say, climbing up on the bed, shifting my body in the opposite direction of his, then straddling his face, “act like you don’t and eat my pussy while I suck this fat-ass dick. And if you can make my toes curl, I’m going to suck you until you nut down in my throat.”
“Ah, shit, baby…you ain’t said nothin’ but a word. Give me that pussy and let me show you what a nigga like me can do.”
And with that said, I lower my hips down on his face, then let out a moan as he begins lightly licking my juicy pussy. I lean forward and take his throbbing cock deep into my mouth and suck him, forgetting he has a girl. Forgetting I have a man. Forgetting the promise I made to myself earlier. And erasing any thoughts of ending these dick sucking adventures I’ve gotten myself so deep into anytime soon.
TEN
“Nappy No More. How can I help you?” Felecia says, answering the phone. She looks over at me and mouths it’s Jasper. I tell her to give me a minute to get to my office and then to transfer the call. I strut to my office, closing the door behind me, then pick up the phone.
“Hey, baby,” I say, sitting on the edge of my desk.
“How you, beautiful? What you been doing with ya sexy-ass self?”
“Thinking about you,” I tell him, closing my eyes to shut off the images from the other night. I press my thighs tightly together.
“Yo, thanks for droppin’ off those things. I ’preciate that. You got ya man lookin’ right, baby.”
“And so you should. Did you put me on the visiting list yet?”
“Nah,” he says coolly.”
“Why not?” I ask with attitude. Maybe it’s not warranted because of the shit I’m doing behind his back, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s my man and I want to be able to see him.
“I’m only gonna be here for thirty, maybe forty-five, days at the most. Once they finish all these bullshit-ass assessments, I’ma be shipped outta this muhfucka, feel me?”
