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“Ummm, excuse you,” I say, turning around to face him, “I thought I was going to be laid up with my man all day until it was time for me to take him back to the halfway house, but since he’s made other plans, Yes, I’m going to the mall.”
He stares at me, grinning. “I’ma be home in a minute. You’ll have me all to ya’self, then.”
I roll my eyes. “Whatever.”
He walks over and kisses me. “Yo, you know you sexy when you pout. You makin’ my dick hard.” I smile against my will, rubbing it. “Yo, stop that.” I grab it more aggressively, pressing my body pelvis up against him.
“Give me some more of this dick,” I say as he gently sucks on my neck. He loops his two thick fingers in my underwear and begins playing in my wetness, stirring my pussy.
The doorbell rings, abruptly shutting shit down. I suck my teeth as Jasper pulls his fingers out of me. “Time’s up,” he says.
“Yeah, perfect timing,” I say sarcastically. “You make me sick.”
“Yeah, aiight. What I do?” He sticks his fingers in his mouth, sucks my juices off, licking his lips. “Damn, you taste good. I’ma hit you later, aiight?”
“Yeah, okay,” I say, slipping on my robe.
“Oh, you gotta attitude now?”
“No, not at all. Do you. I’ll talk to you tonight.”
He gives me a peck on the lips. “Yeah, aiight. Yo, scoop me up a pair of white on white shell-toes while you at the mall.”
“Nigga,” I say, following him down the stairs, “you goin’ out. Get your own Adidas.”
He laughs. “See, there you go. Startin’ ya shit, again. Go, get them shits and stop playin’, aiight?”
“I’m not getting shit,” I say, pouting. I cross my arms over my chest. Mad that he’s bouncing three hours before he has to be back at the halfway house. This nigga knew he had other plans and didn’t say shit to me about ’em.
He opens the door, yells out to Stax that he’ll be right out. Remembers he left his cell down in the basement, then goes to retrieve it. Three minutes later, he comes back up, gives me another kiss, then heads out the door.
TWENTY-FOUR
Sexy, cock-loving diva, looking to discreetly deep throat a thick, cut dick tonight. Lay back, spread open your legs, and let me suck your dick until your toes curl and you shoot out a nice, hot, load of cum. And as an extra bonus: Eat my pussy, and get me extra horny and I might let you bust in my mouth, making sure to not miss a drip, drop, or spurt. Then I’ll swish it around in my mouth so I can taste all of your sweet cream before swallowing some, and leaving the rest in my mouth, and on my tongue so I can paint my lips with it. If you like what you’re reading, and think you can hang, send your stats. You must be ht/wt proportionate—I am not attracted to overweight men, or men who look like they’re 8 months pregnant. Also, you must be clean—meaning ass, balls and cock freshly washed; be drug-free—that includes weed, poppers and pills; and, please, PLEASE be disease free.
I reread the ad, then post it. It’s been several weeks since I’ve been out on the prowl. And I was doing really good, staying off the site. But, tonight, temptation is much greater than rationale for me. I want dick!
“This is my last post,” I say to myself, “then I’m closing this shit down.” I make myself invisible on the IM radar, then begin opening emails from a few days ago.
Hey, baby. Blk man here 6’3 180 drk skinned, slim built, average brutha here with a big, thick dick that loves to be sucked. Big balls heavy with cum, too. Ready to bust! Holla back!
I type back. Hello. Thanks 4 the reply. Nice stats. Please send me a pic of the dic. Thanks! I open the next email. Hey diva. Good looking here. 36, 6’4, 186 lbs, average/fit build, moderately hairy, light skinned, blk hair, brn eyes, 7.5c. THICK. Drug/disease free. Married so looking to stay that way. 420 friendly, though. Love getting my dick sucked by a cock loving chick.
Hey, baby. If you wanna milk my cock with your hot throat and swallow my meat whole; If you wanna feel a white, thick, 8” cock slide in and out your mouth, down in your throat, explode all over your tongue, then I’m your man. 37, 5’9, 168 lbs, toned, gym body. Love sexy blk women.
Mister six-foot-three sends me another email, this time with an attachment. When it opens, I smile. It’s long, thick and dark-chocolate. And reminds me of an oversized Snickers bar loaded with delicious, chewy nuts; instantly, my mouth waters. My choice has been made. I’m sucking this nigga’s dick. I reply back. I wanna wrap my lips around the head of your cock and milk the nut out of that sweet, black dick. Looking 4 now. Can u come out & play?
I delete the rest of the emails, deciding if I can’t suck his, then I’m not sucking on anyone else’s tonight. Instead, I’ll take my ass to bed and call it a night. I glance at the time at the bottom, right corner of my laptop. 9:15 P.M.
I sit in front of the computer screen, waiting to hear back from him, like a junkie needing a fix. Four minutes later, there it is. The email I’ve been waiting for: [email protected] I open it. Hell yeah, I can cum out. I can’t host, but we can get a room in the area
I reply back. When?
Two minutes later, he replies. Tonight! It takes two additional emails for us
to coordinate the when, where and how of the night. I am meeting him in forty minutes at the Hilton on JFK Parkway in Short Hills.
I log off the computer, jump in the shower, hurriedly put on a pair of Baby Phat jeans and matching tee over a black, lace teddy, then race out the door, hoping this nigga I’m sneaking off to meet has some damn good dick.
