Damn am I the only one that aint getting any in a minute

Man I need to do something about this my journey begins..................Friday

Am i sopouse to be here?

Hell anh get out you fucking virgin

yo i was on 2nd floor in college dorm, my dog was 0n 3rd floor, we snuck 2 girls in, d dorm director notice d girls missin, so he was lookin 4 us......20 minutes later we all were on d run....after d shit was over i was like damn man my underwear is on back wards, he was like mine too......

that was so lame

It was kinda weak my nigga

lmao@all the stories

Outside Latin Quarters holding a cup of L'Orange Vodka:


The club was full by mid-night thanks to the heavy 'free liquor' advertisements on local radio stations. Most of the regulars shyne their yellow wrist bands to prove their alchy habits are legal. Making way thru the crowd I notice a pyt sitting near a vacant outside table lounge. The smell of Cherry Black n Milds mixed with the aroma of various tobacco brands obviously was not appealing to the young diva, She wore a thin open chest vintage t-shirt with black and dark orange letters under black fish net long sleeves to match her black skirt. Her caramel skin reflected strobe lights that often danced around her upper torso. Long dark hair with random streaks near the under layers was twisted into a neat bun. Which she usually preffered not to pin up unless absolutly necessary.. although she noticed eye contact between our distance and lack luster of persona, a smile broke which ironically matched her brow, thin and practical. At first I suspected she had a lingering mate who probably got caught up with all the multiple ass shaking and tit jiggling thanks to Lil Jon's latest pupil Pitbull. "..good evening" were the original opening lines I'd eventually cycle around to, but luckly she spoke before I could appropriatly introduce myself. "..good evening".. she said with holding a vague smile. I reply. Soon age and location discussion's have passed and enlighted one another to realize we attended the same community college. Her studies were mostly night courses; but the vibe proved our roads have reason to cross. Indeed she had a male friend, which was nothing more and waited for him to return to inform him of our departure. She drove A forrest green Acura and didn't have a problem working a stick. Parking at Steak n Shake we continued our new found friendship; Her family was from puerto rico and didn't speak the language much herself much like I. At her apartment three stories up we constantly discussed school and labor. She didn't mind smoking a blunt once in a while as long as she didn't have to roll up. The balcony located near the west wing faced a large lake and across construction began for another un-build complex. Sex appeal was an immediate understanding on the other hand the reef just made her horny. With the exception of moaning she had a fairly nice sex game. I doubt she knew much about love making but role playing was her favorite.. Soon most of our cloths performed like the blunt, burnt to ashes. She's been smoking ever since.

^^now thats a story!!

good looks

We had been talking for weeks, and I loved the way we clicked.

Countless nights had been spent on the phone with her cumming for me, me cumming for her and us in the zone of sexual discovery. We knew it was only a matter of time before we met and fucked, so when we both had a free weekend, I was on the road.

That Saturday was prefaced by a M&G with a message board that will remain nameless. I wanted to stay and play, but I had business to tend to. We settled on a hotel not too far from her house. I made haste to her side of the loop and got the room, grabbed a seat by the window and waited for this sista to arrive.

Not quite 20 minutes passed before she called and told me she was outside. I told her the room number and waited. I was particularly excited because unlike normally, I had only seen a headshot. I had no idea what the rest of her body looked like. It didn’t matter what she looked like, but the unknown was getting to me.

Sitting in the window of the motel, I watched as she walked up to the room. She was just as she described, thick and curvy and very sexy. Her pictures didn’t do her justice. I knew this was going to be a fun evening. She was about 5’6” with a nice phat ass and big juicy breasts. Her face had a warm smile and her eyes were pretty-I could see looking into them was going to be a pleasure.

It was cold outside, but she didn’t wear a coat. Instead, she had her bag on her shoulder. She grabbed a seat on the bed and I could tell she was nervous. I knew she was a submissive type, but I was being a gentleman until I could get her comfortable. When she poured herself a drink (from her own personal stash), I knew she be okay.

We chitchatted for a minute, and then I told her I had to hop in the shower. 10 minutes later, I was nice and clean and she was on the bed laying across it. I sat next o her and we kissed. I wanted to see what her body was like so I told her to undress and join me. She removed her shirt to reveal a nice and meaty pair of tits. As she tried to remove her clothes, I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked gently. She cupped my head and let me take her in my mouth. I worked each one slowly, feeling the softness of them in my mouth and the hardening of her nipples. I reached to help her get her jeans off. I was hungry.

Now fully undressed, it was on. I wasted no time burying my face between her legs, tasting a sweet and extremely juicy pussy. She had a phat mound that hid her clit-a small button that was extremely responsive. I licked her kitty up and down, poked and probed my way around it, getting to know her spots.

They weren’t hard to find, because soon she had her hands on the back of my head grinding herself in my face. I thick it surprised her because I made her cum as quickly as I promised her-no more than five or six minutes. I swallowed the cream she gave me.

I moved from between her legs to let her taste her juices off my lips. We shared tongues and I moved to her head. Holding her by her hair (long and soft), I fed her dicc. She licked and sucked on the head, licked the shaft and serviced me until she had it in her mouth. She licked and sucked me well, paying attention to my phattened head. I watched as she swallowed my dicc and licked my balls. It was beautiful.

The one thing that gets me is when a woman is wanton. I was rubbing her pussy as she sucked me. I could feel that she wanted me to fuck her and soon, she began begging me. I told her no initially, but the way she cooed it to me weakened my resolve. I positioned her on her backing the middle of the bed and pushed her thighs open wide. Her kitty was wet and hot and tight…My head opened her up and I slowly slid inch by inch into her. I pressed deeper to make sure the fit was perfect and when she exhaled, I knew she was ready.

We worked together to find our rhythm. She took my strokes deeply and clenched her pussy around me. We clicked as well in the bed as we imagined. At thins point, it was about the orgasm. She let me work her until she came, pulling me right along with her. But we didn’t stop.

I moved back between her thighs to resume eating her, this time adding one then two fingers. I played in her kitty looking for that stop. When she started moaning and moving, I knew I had it. She let me work her g-spot until she couldn’t take it anymore. What happened next surprised her more than it did me.

“Oh my god, I love you Papi…::” Even though she was feeling it, the words managed to escape from her lips before she knew it.

I didn’t stop, instead, I kept making her cum. Over and over. Her pussy was a hot mess. I could tell she was embarrassed a bit by her proclamation, but by the time I had my dick in her mouth again, it wasn’t a big deal.

“It’s okay baby. I already knew.”

“How?”

‘Don’t worry about it. I just did. Now keep sucking.”

She sucked me well until we were ready to fuck again. This time, I flipped her over to get behind her phat ass. It was as soft and comfortable as she promised. I enjoyed the way she threw her ass back on me, talking to me and delving into herself to fuck me back. She threw the ass on my until I couldn’t resist cumming. I laid into her and came hard with a grunt.

“That’s right Papi..cum for me…: “

I did, So much so I didn’t go soft. I had to take advantage of that state. Knowing she was into anal sex, I reached for the lube and worked my finger in to my ass with my dicc still in her pussy. She kept her head down and spread her ass, revealing a nice tight asshole. I worked my fingers in and out and then switched them with my dick. I heard her grunt and moan as I placed my head at her asshole. I pressed and she sighed, but she didn’t run. I kept taking my time, talking her thru until I told her my head was in. I had softened enough that she didn’t get the full thickness from the onset.

But that didn’t last. Now in her, I could feel myself swelling. I didn’t move, instead, allowing her to move at her pace. It didn’t take too long before I was fully in her ass and stroking it. The more I stroked, the more she wanted. I grabbed a handful of hair and laid into her as she wanted. We talked shit to each other while I fucked her ass.

“TAKE ME PAPI!!!,” she screamed as she came yet again. I had to follow her. Deep in her ass, I came right behind her.

The rest of the night and morning was spent sucking and fucking each other. I think we finally passed out around 6 AM, only to sleep a little bit and wake up to fuck another two times before we left the room around 11 the next morning.

The next time we met is another story in and of itself…

That was a good one

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props to jthserra

2 tacos for $1.00

Heading home from the stadium, Jason turned left on North Main Street and accelerated, passing several cars before getting caught by the next light. He was in a hurry, his date with Claire was going great, so great that he had an erection since he started the car, anticipating what would happen when he got back to her place. Nothing had been said directly, but a number of comments she made throughout the night had him convinced that the night would something out of the ordinary.

The light turned green and Jason accelerated again, glancing over at Claire and thinking, "Oh yeah, tonight's the night."

"I'm hungry, let's get a bite to eat," she said as the traffic light ahead turned red.

"Hungry? We had dinner before the game."

"Yeah, but all that yelling made me hungry. You wouldn't want me to go home unsatisfied would you?"

There it was, another of her remarks, if not an outright invitation, it certainly was a leading question. "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, it doesn't have to be anything fancy."

Nothing fancy? "What was dinner at Le Red Lobster?" he thought to himself. "Okay, so it wasn't Delmonico's, but it wasn't a cheap meal," he wanted to say, instead he said, "Well what about up there?"

Claire looked up the street to the fast food joint at the next intersection. Surprisingly she answered, "Yes, I think some tacos would be great."

"You want their tacos?"

"Yeah, they're great and only a dollar for two of them."

"But they are so greasy."

"I know, that's authentic."

"Authentic? At that place?"

"Back when I was in school, the university paper ran a comparison of all the taco places in town. Sure enough, they were the winner. The reporter said that of all the tacos those were the most like the one's you'd get in Mexico," she replied, as the light finally turned green and Jason eased ahead.

"Taco's it is. Is the drive through okay?"

"The drive through is perfect," she said almost leeringly.

Turning in the drive, Jason hit the brakes hard, nearly rear-ending the car in front of him. "Looks like we have a bit of a wait," he said, hoping Claire would change her mind. He eased ahead a bit as the line moved up, noticing a car pulling in behind him, foiling any chance he had to escape the long line. "I guess we're stuck here."

Unfastening her seatbelt, Claire scooted over to Jason and leaned her head to kiss him. Jason moved to meet her, letting his lips gently touch hers. Their tongues met, playfully tumbling together as the kiss grew more intense. Suddenly, he felt her hand on his lap, she closed it around his hard cock and gently squeezed.

Jason broke from the kiss and eased the car forward, rolling the window down as they moved. Stopping in front of a speaker, he looked over the illuminated menu.

"Welcome to Back in the Crack, can I take your order," came the mumble over the speaker.

"How many did you want Claire?" Jason asked.

"Two," she whispered.

"Yeah, I'll have two...oouuee, ah... ugh, I'll have two tacos please," he stammered as Claire surprisingly unfastened his belt and pants.

"You want hot sauce with that?"

"No, we have our own sauce," Claire's voice rang out from his lap, as she pulled his cock out of his pants.

"That's two tacos, no sauce, anything to drink?"

Jason looked down to his lap, where Claire had slipped her mouth over his erection. An invigorating shake of her head, told him no."

"Ah... yeah, I mean no... nothing to drink,"

"That'll be a dollar nine, pull forward please."

Jason eased the car forward just a few feet, concentrating the best he could in an effort not to hit the car in front of him. Looking all around him, Jason realized that Claire's dive into his lap had gone completely unnoticed.

Feeling her tongue circle around the head, he leaned his head back and raised his hips a bit, wanting her to take him deeper into her mouth. Taking the clue, she puckered her lips and cheeks and slid her mouth down. She moved her hand to his shaft and began stroking in unison with the motion of her tongue.

The car behind him honked its horn and Jason, pulled his foot off the brake and lurched forward. Suddenly realizing that any sudden jerks in the car could have some intense consequences in his lap, he focused on the car in front of him, and slowly pressed the brakes, easing to a stop.

Jason could hear the loud slurping noises that Claire made on his cock and was feeling the pressure build up inside of him when the car in front pulled up to the serving window. Amazed at Claire's timing, he arched his back as he started coming...

Suddenly he felt cold air over his cock as Claire pulled back her head, but continued stroking him, now very hard and fast. Pulsations ran though him as she aimed his cock into the plastic cup she had brought from the game. He looked down as spurt after spurt of his cum shot into the cup.

"But..." he moaned to her.

She shrugged and said, "Taco sauce." Then she nodded at the window ahead.

Jason slipped his underwear back over his cock and as he eased the car forward, adjusting his pants so they didn't look open as he pulled up to the window. He stopped the car and looked up to the attendant in the window. She just stared back at him.

After several moments of silence, the attendant said impatiently, "That'll be a dollar nine."

"Oh, yeah... sorry," he replied, reaching for his wallet, but suddenly feeling his hand grabbed.

Claire put a dollar bill and a dime in his hand, leaning forward to face the girl in the window and saying, "Keep the change darling."

Jason handed the girl the money and then caught the bag of tacos she practically flung at him. Pulling forward, he handed the bag to Claire and sighed.

"Why don't you park there?"

"Park?'

"Well I do want to put the sauce on before I eat it and I don't want to spill a drop."

Quickly turning the wheel, Jason screeched to a stop in a parking place and turned to watch her. Without a word, Claire slid one of the tacos out of the sack, gently opened it up and poured a generous amount of his cum over the meat and lettuce. She then closed the taco, tilted her head and took a big bite.

"Mmmm, like I said... authentic," she said between crunches.

Speechless, Jason watched as she finished the first taco and then poured the rest of his cum onto the second one, letting the thick white fluid dangle in the air a bit as it stretched from the cup, finally splashing onto the taco. Again turning her head, she ate the second cum flavored taco, savoring each bite before swallowing.

When she finished the tacos she looked up at him and said, "Oh how rude of me to eat this in front of you and not offer you something." Turning in her seat, she pulled her skirt up and pulled her panties aside, exposing her beautiful pussy. "Hungry?"

Jason unfastened his seatbelt and leaned over, ready to dive in, when she grabbed and held his shoulders. "Ah, ah... I think this next course needs to be served in my dining room."

The car's tires squealed as Jason backed up and then threw the car into drive. Fortunately, all the rest of the traffic lights stayed green as they raced to her apartment.

Shit was nasty

speechless

"That'll be a dollar nine, pull forward please."



wow.

Unexpected One-Night Stands....


This story is for all the people who do one-night-stands frequently, and this story could happen to you, or has it already happened? This story beguns in the middle of the Chesapeake Bay, the national landmark of Baltimore, Maryland, about 3 minutes away from a club called "Silva Shadows", a 25 and older club. Tonight is a special night, the owner of the club, who has been keeping it safe and classy for about 10-20 years, has finally retired and throwing a Going Away party, and the dress code has changed just for one night, from no-casual clothes, to wear whatever, needless to say, there was more 25 year olds rather than the older people that usually be there, spending their weekends trying to unwind a lil for the week ahead...basically, they should've said, "come half naked" from the way majority of the women was dressing.

Janos (pronouced Yan-os), a man well-known for breaking hearts and taking names, was in this party. He was dressed like he is always dressed, Lacoste Shirt with the polo khaki's, fresh Nike Dunks with slim framed lenses. Strange for the younger people, but always grabbed attention to the older women who think he has money and will take care of them, but unlike his appearance and cost of clothes that people may think he's rich...he's broke... Tonight is nothing new out of the ordinary, the women still thinks he has money, the guys jealousy causes a bit of confusion, the DJ playing the old school club mixes and he's STILL broke. Every night for him is the same shit, 100 women he turns down, but brings home one to fuck and drop off at a unknown location, but tonight is different, instead of bringing home one woman, he bring homes 3...and this 3 is a lil strange...


One girl is from Chicago, age 26, 5'5, petite body type but can work her body like a goddess, the other one is from Florida, age 28, 5'7, medium body body, but well-known for doing "tricks" with her body and can make a guy cum in under a minute, and the last one is from Atlanta, age 25, 5'4, voluptuous body type and sensitive in all places.


As much as he was happy for the fact that he has pulled these 3 lovely ladies, he is thankful for the fact that he is alive to experience what he is about to experience, but he does not know what will happen at the end of the night. They all asked, if they can leave the club and go to a place that's a lil more "quiet." Like a fool who is thinking with his dick, he agreed, not knowing the fact that where they live at, is in another state, about 15 minutes away, but like all guys who just want to fuck for tonight, he didn't pay it much attention.

One girl ask, "is it alright that we stop at a store cuz we're going to get some 'supplies'?" He agrees and drives them to the store. Waiting inside the car he begins to wonder, "what will this night bring" and starts to falls asleep. Before he falls asleep, they return with HUGE bags. Not thinking about asking what are in the bags, he begins to drive off. After 5 mins of driving and talking, they finally reach the home of the 3 women, and in all males mind, they ask "what to ya'll do, since there is no male in the house?", but he asked away, since he KNEW thay they was gunna fuck him. They respond with, "c'mon in, and we'll show you!"

Holding the big bags, they begin to head upstairs, towards the master bedroom. The women tells Janos that they're gunna change clothes and they'll be right back. Before they come back, Janos starts kicking off shoes, taking off his shirt, pants and etc. He hears foot steps and see the 3 women in see-thru panties and bras, and WHIPS?!?!?! When he sees the whips, he's like, "What The Fuck?!! OH HELL NAW!!!!!" but he plays it cool like he does this shit on a daily basis, praying to God he don't get his ass whooped all night long. The first girl walks over to him, pulls off his boxers and sucks his dick without using any teeth and using 100% tongue. The other girl walks over and places her tits in his face, since Janos is receiving the best head in his entire life, he barely has the strength to suck on a pair of tits, but he managed to do it...SOMEHOW. The thrid girl who watch begins to play with herself, watching them has a oral orgy on the bed. About 10 minutes has passed, and Janos begins to forget the fact that there are whips around and begins to let his guard down. The second girl who placed her tits in his face, begins to tie his hands and feet to the bed, while the first girl continues to suck his dick. The third girl who was playing with herself, stops and grabs the whip and so does the other girl. Janos, who is on the verge of cumming, is tied to the bed, not realizing that he is tied to bed and can't move. He begins to cum, and the first girl backs up and grabs the whip. While he is cumming and yelling he is cumming...he gets WHIPPED!!!!


The true identity of the 3 women was all the girls he did one night stands with, and has finally gotten revenge on him

Oh man.....writer's block..

Another one, and I'm done with these Sex Story madness




Causal Habits




This story is only for the grown and sexy who like doing freaky things to their man/girl.


Our story begins on a mild cool summers day in Florida, at a shop near the beach. A couple who has been together, since forever was shopping around. Ashley, who is trying on bikinis and putting a fashion show for her boyfriend, Trey. Ashley is very optimistic, very carefree and lives by the Bible, Trey, basically lives by Bible as well, and by common sense but from time to time, he reacts towards situations without thinking about the consequences, but all in all, they get along really well and love each other dearly.

During the little fashion show, Trey slides in sexual comments that makes Ashley giggle from time to time, but at the same time, she is getting hornier by the minute with every comment, so horny to the point that she is beginning to get wet and forget about going to the beach and head home for a lil "fun." Ashley asks Trey, "can we head home for a second, I left something there?" Trey says, "yeah, we can go home, get something to eat later on and head to the beach." She says alright, in a sexual way. Trey caught on to what is going on and get everything and heads out the store, but while he's getting everything, Trey begins to have an erection. Ashley noticed it, and begins to smile, to wonders, how much fun will she have with it? They begin head to the car, when Ashley drops something near the car and bends over to get it. Trey, looking at her ass, begins to act like he's helping her pick whatever she dropped and push up on her. Ashley feels his dick up against her and she almost gave a loud moan, but she tried her best not to be so loud since she is open and wet at the moment.

Ashley says, "you have a big dick daddy!" Trey goes, "chea...and when we get home, you can 'test' it out, or we can do it here, what's up wit it?" Ashley, who is extremely horny right now, says, "wait a minute.....let's wait til we get home." Trey agrees and begins to drive home, while driving home, Trey begins to finger pop Ashley's wet pussy and Ashley begins to rub on her chest, enticing Trey to drive fast for the sex that they will never forget.


They reach Trey's home, and Ashley is extremely wet at the moment, tells Trey to leave everything in the car, they'll come back and get it later. Trey agreeing with her, leaves everything and takes Ashley up to his room. Ashley lays on Trey's bed and Trey begins to rub on Ashley's chest. Ashley's nipples are hard and Trey begins to notice and starts to lift up her shirt to suck on her tits. While sucking on Ashley's chest, Trey begins to finger pop Ashley. Ashley is moan uncontrollable and getting wetter by the moment to the point that Trey's whole hand is wet. After 2 minutes of Trey sucking on her tits, Trey goes lower, towards her pussy, and begins to.."spit shine" her pussy. Trey begins to stick his tongue deep inside her and Ashley, who is enjoying every second of it, places her hands on his head, egging him on to go deeper. Ashley moans, "deeper daddy", Trey, still eatting Ashley out, goes deeper...and deeper....and deeper til about 2 minutes later, Ashley cums.


Ashley is very grateful to have experienced what she has experieced and begins to return the favor to Trey. Ashley says, "it's your turn baby!" Trey and Ashley switch places and now Ashley is on the her knees, on the floor and Trey is sitting on the bed. Ashley begins to play with Trey pants, making him more excited that what he already is. Ashley ask, "can I see the monster?" Trey says, "yeah, you can see it cuz it missed you today!" Ashley pulls his dick out of his shorts and starts sucking on it, using tongue, no teeth everything. After about 4 minutes, Trey asks if Ashley can rub it on her chest, Ashley agrees and rubs it on her chest. Ashley placed his dick between her chest and moves up and down while licking the tip of the dick. After 5 minutes have passed, Trey cums and Ashley starts swollowing the load. Ashley says, "that was good baby, Thank You!" Trey says, "no problem, anytime, and thank you."


Afterwards they get into the shower, together and get cleaned up. Trey still has an erection, sticks his dick in Ashley from behind. Ashley who didn't expect this to happen, enjoyed it and place her hands on the wall for support. For every push, Trey goes deeper and Ashley begins to cum again. Trey turns her around, picks her up and fucks her on the wall. Going deeper and harder with every push and after 30 minutes has pass, Trey begins to cum, but he pulls out before he cums. Both satisfied again and in the shower, they wash up, gets out the shower and head for the beach to continue their vacation.

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How I Met My New Girlfriend (God, I hate Yahoo)
© “Echelon”

"Hey whassup, I saw your profile, wanted to say something to you." I typed.

"Hey," hotgurl4eva83 typed back. "And before you even ask, I got a man, and I aint looking, and AINT no damm cam ho."

"LOL. Alright that's all cool. I was actually just going to tell you that the link to your Black Planet page doesn't work. You have the url phrased wrong."

"Whatever."

"You know I'm trying to be polite," I typed, already getting just slightly peeved at this girl's attitude.

"Nah, you need to work on your game, then you can holla."

"I wasn't trying to 'holla', I was trying to talk to you like an adult. But you know what, excuse me. You obviously don't know what respect is, let alone how to give it OR receive it, so I'm going to let you go, and I WON'T be bothering you again."

"Fuck you nigga. I'm da biggest pimpstress on this bitch. You little. You ain't shit to me. I'm too good for niggas with no game. I'm da baddest bitch nigga."

"LMAO. I see. You know I'm REALLY sorry I bothered you now. What are you, like 15?"

"Nigga I'm 22 and I'm fine az hell. And you cant get no play, so move on." She typed

"Heh, you're right. I'm out of your box. Despite your attitude, have a good night."

"Whatever."

So that's how that little exchange ended. Made me feel kinda bad too. Her profile info showed we were from the same city and it appeared like she'd be nice to talk to. Plus, her link was bad, so I figured that would be a good way to be nice and make an introduction. But of course, she was one of those people who don't use Yahoo to be polite and to say hi to other friendly people. She uses it to vent and to be an ass because she has no real authority or gets no real attention in real life. From her profile photo she seemed pretty cute. But once she opened her trash talking, ignorant mouth, I realized I should have just kept my politeness to myself. God, I hate Yahoo.

• • •


So, a few days later, on a Friday, I'm minding my own business, sitting at my desk with Yahoo open and my status message set on "Busy" or "Working" or something like that, when an instant message window pops up.

"What up? U there?" It was from hotgurl4eva83. I didn't even recognize the screen name but I humored it, noticing that YTunnel didn't block it.

"Good morning," I typed back, slightly curious.

"Is that you in yo profile?"

"Yes. Is my name in a chatroom or something?"

"Nah, you tried to holla at me a coupla days ago, but I was having a bad day see, and I was bitching at you for no reason."

"I run into a lot of rude people on here, and I usually don't pay much attention after the fact, you know. It's just people being foolish on Yahoo. So what, are you apologizing?"

"Yeah. I saved yo profile because I thought you was fine, an plus, I see you in real life sometimes."

"You do?" I typed, instantly remembering who she was. Damn. And to top it off, she's seen me around town, so she knows me. Damn. Damn. Damn.

"Yeah, you drive that silver BMW with the rims on it. You always be round over there where dem boys be doing systems and stuff."

"That's right," I typed again, completely pissed at the fact that she really did know me and the fact that her grammar was so atrocious. "I have a vested interest in that little shop. I'm not an owner, but I do have a large investment in the operation. I helped them get it off the ground, so we're pretty tight. That's not what kind of work I do though."

"What you do?"

"I'm in marketing. And, I'm working right now, so honestly, I appreciate you saying hello, but I'd like to get back to work, you know. So, I'll let you go, and thanks again okay. Have a good day alright."

"Wait! Can I get yo number?"

"I don't give out my phone number online, I'm sorry. Besides you said, you had a man the first time we 'talked', so I don't think he'd like that very much. So anyway, thanks again, and have a good day alright."

"My man in Iraq, and then we aint even that tight. So you wanna hook up?"

"Nah, thanks though. But like I said, I need to get back to work. Have a good day alright." I was trying my best to be polite about it. Not only was her unbelievably bad grammar driving me crazy, the first impression she made on me was more than enough to convince me steer clear. Besides, I don't care if she lived across town, or across the street, I'll be dammed if I was hooking up with someone from the internet. I quickly logged off yahoo, and promptly proceeded to get back to work... after I browsed BGOL for about 3 hours.

It was still daylight out when I decided to leave work. Granted it was a little past six, but it was a coolish summer day and I felt like lollygagging around before I actually went home. I decided to make my way over to my friend's little car audio/ wheel shop, just to check in, like I always do. And yeah, I'd completely forgotten about Yahoo.

The drive there was nice. I had the air on, but decided to crack a window as well and get some air coming over my head. It felt good. Now see, I'm a car guy. I appreciate power and handling and comfort, but also customization. I'm far from a "ricer" but I do appreciate nice personalized car, and mine is one of my favorites. Pretty mundane by "tight ride" standards, my car does turn a few heads in traffic because of the whole Euro-sport-tech look it has going on. I won't lie, it's a sexy, handsome car, not flashy at all, just clean and sexy. Chicks dig it; and as always, I got a few smiles and waves and stares from ladies around town as I drove. Because of the size of the city though, that's not a hard thing to do, but helps my ego nonetheless.

I finally made it to my buddy’s little shop. Modest, though it was, he had some of the best techs in the city, simply because I wouldn't invest in anything half assed. It wasn't a huge operation, but what they did do, they did well. They have a nice following among the tuners, ricers, and audiophiles in the area.

I parked off to the side and stood, stretching as a few guys shouted wassup's. I did my cool little peace sign wave and strolled toward the door. Some high school girls walking out eyed me up and down and smiled that "I'm only 17 but I fuck like a pornstar" smile. I gave them the up-nod (because I'm cool like that) and quickly entered the building, not even giving myself the chance to think about doing something to whoever's daughters they were. Gotta love jailbait. My friend KC caught me coming in.

"Darren! Wassup dawg?"

"Nada man, what's going on today? Looks kinda busy to be so close to closing."

"Yeah, we ran that radio spot on the two stations and man, like overnight, BOOM, y' know."

"Damn, that's tight then. Can you meet the demand for service and materials?"

"Oh yeah, most def, man. You though," he started with a grin creeping over his face. "You had some cute little thing over here looking for you not too long ago. Hell, she could still be here."

"Ah fuck," I said out loud as I plopped down on top of a speaker box that was standing on edge. The whole exchange on Yahoo rushing back into my memory. "Dammit man."

"Whassup dude? Don't tell me you hit and split? I didn't think you played it that cold man."

"Nah, nah. I fucked up, said hey to her on Yahoo-"

"OH," he broke in, laughing. "Answered all my questions. I really think she might still be somewhere around here though. I say get on it man, she's fine as hell."

"Nah," I sighed, looking around the small shop and trying not to make eye contact with anything female. "She seemed a little too hood for me"

"That's fucked up man."

"I don't mean it like that, but dude, seriously, you know how I about how people talk-"

"Man, that was the internet. You don't know, she could be cool in person. C'mon dog, you're the one that always trying to be open minded and shit. Besides man, the girl was bad as hell. Every nigga up in here was trying to get at her."

"Bah," I sighed. "I won't get down on her, but I'm still not going to let anything happen. So if you see her, warn me alright."

"Too late," he chuckled as he backed up and grinned a hard evil grin. He motioned his head to look over to my left. All I could do was hang my head down.

"You ass," I laughed.

"Whatever, dawg, she's coming over here, so handle yours. Imma go do the customer service bit."

"Hey Darren," she said smoothly before I could even respond to KC.

"Hey," I answered, standing to meet her. She was 20 times cuter in person than on her profile, but I still wasn't going to let anything happen.

"Ooh, you're big," she said looking up at me. "I like big niggas. How you doing?"

"I'm good," I answered, catching a wif of her perfume, some light, mellow, floral, sweet, girlyness that wafted all around me. "Thanks. How are you doing this afternoon?"

"I’m aight," she answered, licking her pretty, overly glossed lips. "You know who I am?"

"Yeah," I answered. "I know who you are. So what's up?"

"Nothing. I'm just hanging out with my girls. My girl Neek gettin' a system put in, and we all just rode up here with her."

"Ah, that was convenient," I muttered.

"Huh?"

"Oh nah, nothing, I was just thinking about something."

"Thinking about me?"

"Yeah," I chuckled out loud, not realizing that she was going to misinterpret my sarcasm. I cursed myself in my mind.

"For real? I been thinking about you all day. I ain't use to niggas acting like they got something better to do than holla at me. Unless they gay, and you ain't gay. So that shit had me thinking, like 'damn, this nigga must got his shit together. And I can tell, you do got your shit together. That's shit is sexy."

"NAh, you know, I just do my thing and take care of my affairs. Work hard and play hard, you know." I cursed myself again for saying that. Was I subconciously trying to get with this hoodrat? This fine, thick thighed, fat breasted, caramel skinned, long haired, shorty of a hoodrat?

"See that's what I'm talking, that's some sexy shit. You all sophisticated and shit. Got a bitch thinking bout you all day. Plus you was nice to me, even when I was acting like a bitch. I like that. That's sexy. I was sitting in the computer staring at that picture on your profile, like 'damn I wanna holla at that nigga'. So what's up Daddy?"

"Yeah," I sighed.

"Yeah what?"

"Nah, I was thinking something to myself."

"You do a lot of thinking. So what you thinking about for real? What's up Daddy?"

"Heh," I chuckled as I felt this evil Grinch-like grin creep over my face. And then I had to turn it on. "You gonna spend the rest of your day with your girls? Cuz I'm saying, you say you've been thinking about me. Maybe you need to come by the crib and let's talk about some of the stuff you've been thinking about. If you wanna roll with a nigga like that?"

She just stood there, open mouthed, looking up at me. I guess I caught her off guard. She swallowed and bit her bottom as she glanced over at her friends sitting in the waiting area.

"I-I don't wanna just run out on my girls," she stammered. I guess she wasn't ready for me to play the game right back at her.

"That's cool," I said as I reached up and flipped a tuft of hair from over her right eye. "I mean, you said you were thinking about me. Made a nigga kinda curious. You making me think about things to. Things you need to be comfortable and alone to do. But I feel you. You can't skip out on your girls."

"I-"

"No no, go ahead," said smiling as I slid my hand slowly down the skin on her arm. "Hang with your girls, alright. I guess it was nice meeting you though. I'll see you around alright. If you see me, holla at me sometime. Might see me around here again, who knows."

She stared at me blankly, biting her lips and mashing them together. She took a heavy, deep breath and ran her hand across her cheek, down her neck, and onto her chest as I stared down into her fake as hell green contacts. And then I turned, nodded to KC behind the counter, and headed out the door.

"Yo Darren man," some kid shouted off to the side. "Peace dog!"

"Be cool man," I answered back as I started the car from the remote, trying to look cool.

"Damn, that's tight" a woman's voice said from behind me.

"Oh, whassup," I started, not even turning around, just looking over my shoulder. "You coming with me?"

"You gon bring me home later on?," she asked, actually concerned about how she would get home. Man, she must mess with some rough dudes.

"Of course," I said deeply as I opened the door for her. She almost looked like she'd never had someone open a door for her. Probably not. I was already having fun getting into the girl's head.

She sat quietly, her thick but tiny frame more than comfortable against the soft, dark leather. She craned her neck all around, observing the shape of the car and the interior panels while trying to decipher exactly how iDrive works. After a few minutes of fiddling with the radio in silence, I realized I didn't even know this woman's name. Damn.

"You know what?"

"What," she asked turning in the seat and raising her knee into the cushion.

"I don't know your name."

"Er'body just calls me Nani."

"Heh, I'm not calling you Nani. What's your name girl?"

"N'Nisha."

"N'Nisha," I slowly repeated in a deep voice. "Your name is sexy as hell too."

"You think I'm sexy?"

"Well, right now, you're sexy because you're in that mode, you know. But even if you were just chilling, you'd still be so gorgeous."

"Gorgeous?"

"Yeah. What, you don't think so?"

"Nobody ever called me gorgeous before."

"Well you are," I started, speaking softly. "You've got pretty shaped eyes. Pretty, long hair. Pretty, round, full lips. A pretty face. You've got pretty skin, all smooth and soft, and your body is crazy. You've got thick, round thighs, and pretty feet. You've got a pretty smile. And honestly, I've been staring at your chest the whole time I've been driving. You're gorgeous girl. All I want to do is feel you, under my fingers, from head to toe, for hours, you know."

"Damn," she sighed as she squirmed in her seat, running her hand down her neck and over her chest again. She rubbed her skin and breathed deeply as she closed her eyes for a few seconds. "Can you turn the air up?"

"Heh, yeah. You hot?"

"I don't know," she sighed, breathing slowly and heavily, just warm."

"In your chest?"

"Yeah."

"Feel like it's spreading out, under your skin, just making you feel warmer and warmer-"

"Hell, yeah. What is that?"

"Can I ask you a question first?"

"Okay..."

"Are you wet?" I asked as I turned and looked her directly in the eyes for a second. She blinked and lowered her head as she rubbed her chest slowly, moving her hands slowly over the mounds of her breasts as they peeked out of her top. I could hear her breathing now, deeply and slowly, as she squirmed and wriggled against that soft seat back. Her other hand slid down her stomach and onto her thighs. She just held it there as she squeezed her legs together and sighed. My hand slid off the shifter and onto her left leg.

"Mmmph," she sighed as I felt her shiver under my hand. "Yeah."

"Yeah what?"

"Yeah," she sighed again as she stretched her legs out and opened her thighs. "I'm wet, Daddy." She reached down and pushed my hand deep between her legs. Yes, she was wet. I could feel the moist heat through her jeans. I was upset that I had to pull my hand away to shift.

"That felt nice," I said, watching the road as the remaining daylight began to fade. I'd purposefully taken the long way, off the main roads and around neighborhoods. I like long drives like this. They build anticipation.

"Damn, I'm wet," she whispered to herself as she squeezed her thighs together. "You might need to pull over soon, man."

"Nah," I chuckled. "I want that pussy creamy."

"Shit."

"Yeah, think about what's going to happen when we get to my house. I don't even think we'll make it out of the garage. Whatever happens, the first thing I'm going to do...is squeeze that pussy."

"Dammmm," she sighed.

"I'm going to reach down into those pants, let you feel my bare hand, sliding down under your panties, and then I'm just going to mash my fingers against that pussy slowly. Think about how my fingers are going to feel girl. Think about how that pressure is going to feel, squeezing that hot little pussy and mashing those lips together."

"Damn Daddy, you gotta stop," she whined softly as she crossed her legs in the seat."

"I don't want to stop. Think about it's going to feel like when my middle finger mashes against that pussy and drags back up, sliding over your clit all slow. And you know what, the whole time, I'm going to kiss you, on your lips, and tongue you, softly and slowly. I want to taste your lip gloss while I rub your pussy."

She squirmed over and over, repositioning herself as she sat. She continually moaned softly as she licked her lips and crossed her legs. Her right hand slid all over her chest, getting close to pulling her breasts up out of that wide v-neck top she was wearing. Her left hand was shamelessly, squeezing and massing her crotch through her jeans. I could smell her wetness. She was leaning back, using the leather to tease her naked arms and rub her shirt into her back. Through half closed eyes, she began working herself up like she was hungry for sex. It was amusing to watch. It was exciting to watch. She gasped as she felt me park the car and shut the engine off. Her eyes got big as she watched me get out. I walked around to her side and opened the door, looking down at her sitting there, cross-legged and breathing heavily. I extended my hand to help her out. The door of the garage closed silently as she took my hand and rose from the seat. She was shaking.

"You okay," I asked as I closed the car door.

"I'm okay," she answered leaning against the side of the car. She began rubbing her chest again. "So hot."

I placed my hands on the glass on either side of her and leaned in. Her eyes fell closed as she met me for our kiss. My lips pressed against hers. She was shivering, but soon relaxed in the soft, deep heat of our lips touching. Her hands immediately came up to my chest and began sliding my shirt around over my skin. She was gripping and squeezing softly at my muscles as we kissed, breathing into each other's mouths. And then my hand slid down beside her body.

"Yes lord," she sighed as she broke our kiss, purely from anticipation."

"I told you I was going to squeeze that pussy," I said as I nuzzled my nose against hers. Her hands slid onto the sides of my chest as my hand crept onto her waist. I rubbed her slowly as she half kissed, half sighed into my lips, waiting for me to keep my promise. I undid her button and let her jeans open just slightly.

"Yes lord..."

"Where's that pussy?" I half whispered against her lips."

"Right there, Daddy," she whispered back. "Right there."

I rested my hand against her belly button. Her skin was warm, and soft. It was smooth. I slid my hand down. I felt her shuddering. I felt her arching her back, pushing her hips forward, giving her pelvis to me. I found the rim of her panties- silky, lacy softness. I slid my hand under it, keeping my palm against her skin. It got hotter and hotter as I moved my fingers into those panties. Then I felt a soft furry patch. I kissed her deeply as my hand slid all the way down and instantly cupped that amazingly soft, plump flesh of her hot, creamy, wet pussy.

"Mmmm," I sighed into her lips as my fingers squeezed her labia. I felt the crease between them release slippery warm juice onto my fingers. My middle finger slid up and down slightly, pressing against that little bump of the hood of her clit. She couldn't keep her lips against mine and rocked her head back, almost climbing up onto the roof of the car as my hand gripped and squeezed and rubbed her pussy slowly but firmly.

"Yes lord!" she groaned loudly as she ripped my shirt open. Several buttons fell tapping to the floor of the garage as she slid her hands inside my gaping shirt. She grasped at my naked chest and made my muscles jump as her nails grazed my skin. I began sliding my lips down her face, onto her neck and even lower still, kissing and nibbling down onto her shoulder blade and still even lower, as I began kissing her down her chest. Her skin tasted creamy, and that light, mellow, floral, sweet, girlyness of her perfume intoxicated me as I slid my free hand down her shoulders and peeled that top down, stretching and literally ripping it until those smooth, soft, fat breasts fell free. I immediately clamped my lips onto her button-shaped right nipple. Her areolas were large and round, only slightly darker than the rest of her skin. Those breasts were beautiful, fat and soft, round and big. I sucked them mercilessly.

The girl was wailing, clawing into my chest and ripping my shirt away while my lips tortured her nipples, one after the other, again and again as two of my fingers found themselves sliding up into her creamy, hot surprisingly tight pussy. She began shuddering heavily as her voice bounced off the walls and floor of my garage. The shock sensor on the alarm was chirping as she rocked against the side of the car. She was on the tips of her toes, actually standing on one foot as her face contorted and her body wrenched while my fingers wiggled and churned deep in her pussy. I could feel her tightening up. Her breathing became completely erratic as I ground my thumb against her stiff, hot little clit and twisted my fingers against the tight wet walls of her pussy.

"Aaaah," I groaned loudly with a nipple in my mouth as she dug her nails deeply into the skin on the sides of my chest. It hurt like hell, but it was sexy, hot pain. Before I could think about it, she came.

"OH LORD!," she screamed, and I mean screamed at the top of her voice. We might as well have had the garage door open. The yell rung out against the walls and I know it could be heard outside and down the lane. She slammed herself against the side of the car, setting off the alarm. We didn't care. She threw herself back against it over and over, completely enraptured and unconscious of the deafening siren in the small closed space. God, her pussy creamed and leaked all over my hand, coating my fingers and palm in slippery, warm juice that I rubbed into her labia as it clinched and released like a heart beating between her legs. The whole time, my lips gripped tugged and suckled on those large fat breasts.

After a few minutes of catching her breath and leaning back against the car, I finally drug my fingers out of her soft, wet, spent pussy and out of her panties. I could have dipped my hand in a bowl of baby oil and it wouldn't have been as wet or slippery. She fell forward against me and almost collapsed as she buried her head in my chest, whimpering "oh lord" under her breath. I held her steady with her breasts hanging out of her ripped shirt, jeans halfway down her thighs, and panties matted snugly against her wet, hot, plump pussy. After a minute or so, I began walking us toward the steps, leading up to the kitchen door. The air in the garage was thick and hot, with the scent of her perfume, sweat, and wetness all mixing and swirling around in my head. Only the flashing of my headlights made me remember to reset the car alarm as we made our way up the steps and into my kitchen.

"You okay," I asked, watching her lean over the island counter and lower her head.

"Shit, shit, shitshitshit. nigga What you did to me?"

"I did exactly what I told you I was going to do. Did you like it?" I asked softly as I leaned against her back and spoke into her ear. I ground the obscene bulge down the right leg of my slacks into her hips.

"Yes lord, Daddy. Nobody ever made me cum before," she sighed as she hung her head down. "That shit felt too good."

"Damn then," I started, sliding my hands down her back and lifting her shirt from the bottom until it was neatly bunched right under her breasts. "I don't know how you're going to handle what I'm going to do next... Cuz I'm going to slide your jeans all the way to the floor and then I'm going to touch your naked thighs with both hands while you feel me licking you with my soft, hot, wet tongue all down your naked back."

"Mmm, shit Daddy," she answered as she shifted her wait from one leg to the other.

"You're going to feel this tongue moving all those goosebumps you have right now, and make your back wet and hot, while you feel me touching you all between your legs, all slow and soft, while you stand right there, bent over this counter."

"Mmmm."

"And then, I'm going to slide this tongue even further down, until you me licking your naked hips girl. I going to kiss them and lick them and let you feel my face between them, while you feel me get closer and closer to..."

"To what?" she whined softly after a few seconds of silence. She almost jumped out of her skin as I began licking her shoulder from behind. Cooing softly, she held her head down, while my tongue slid softly and slowly behind her neck. She shivered and arched her back as I licked between her shoulders, moving my head lower slowly while I started working down her spine, tasting her creamy naked skin and that delicious sweat as she wriggled slowly against me. My hands began sliding down her arms, making her skin warm and then