^^Yup...minute man style!!!

what the fuck are you talking about???

This has got to be the most pointless...ne ways..so basically this was your first xperience with a girl, and you want us to tell you that you're not a virgin anymore..right? Well technically if you got it in, you are not a virgin..lol..but as for me..I wouldnt count that..

Fuck u This some shit that happen last week and some ppl i work with thought I should put up

...so it really was your first xperience (I was joking about it lol) sorry I hurt your feelings..and why didnt you just take the opinions from your co-workers at McDonald's?? BTW dont fuck me..go find that girl that wouldnt't let you hit it because you didn't sexually arouse her and fuck her!!

Don't fuck with you LOL. What yare you going to do? Unless you arein Iraq and can make a IED shut the fuck up.


No it was not my first time and my co workers are not at McDonalds. We are in Iraq shorty

haha nice stories fam

alright this probably gonna be the most unsatisfying sex story and ya'll gonna love it cus of how much shit I went through.

OK starts off with me meeting my ex girlfriend, starts off hella bad, I meet her at the park and we talkin and stuff and she talkin about how shes never happy and how shes actually depressed and shit. So we got on the bus and she talkin about how shes tried to commit suicide by overdosing (not on much though) but still. Shit got awkward then. We got home, had to sneek into her bedroom cus her bro is a fuckin psycho. Up until like 12 o'clock we chilling and shit, watching movies, having to run into her closet every now and then incase someone came in. so now we start kissing and shit and im fingering her and all that and she giving me a handy and I go and put on a rubber on, so I'm trying to get it in when BAM, her bro bangs at the door cus he wants the nintendo , i run into the closet and he sort of suspecting something. I get out and my dick ain't hard anymore. She gone downstairs and got herself some wine or some shit and now she ain't in the mood so im a little pissed off about it. Now she want some more drinks so she go down again and comes back up, she come back smiling like drunk smiling. Turns out she done taken some pain killers and washed them down with vodka or some shit and im like "Hey thats not a good thing to do" and she just smiling and shit and she feeling all weird and sick so i lie her down.

This is when is starts to get interesting, she tells me she was trying to kill herself and im like "oh shit, y u wanna do that" (didnt exactly say that but im doin one of those motivational talks) and she talking about her whole life being like complete misery and all that and how she really wants to kill herself. by this time im like shitting myself cus I dno what to do with her. I cant go tell her brother keep an eye on her firstly cus he dont kno Im here and secondly he wants me dead lol. so for a couple hours im like trying to convince her that suicide aint the best option. The she says she wants to go find a knife or some scissors to cut herself i was like "holy shit y the fuck she got knives anyway?" so im like holding her down trying to keep her from moving round the room (which was pretty easy cus she was kinda small). so she calms down for a bit then takes out this book she been writing in all about her feelings and shit "GIVE ME MY PENCIL CASE" she tells me, i go get it and see like 2 pairs of scissors so i take them and put them in my shoes lol cus i dont want her cutting herself. Then she like "WTF DID YOU DO WITH MY SCISSORS" and im like "WTF DO YOU THINK? IM NOT LETTING YOU HAVE THEM AFTER WAT U SAID"

so for a while im lying there waiting til she fall asleep so I can stop worrying bout whether she gonna slice her shit open. after a while we both fall asleep. we wake up in the morning and she seems to be alright....well better than last night. THEN...her brother comes in again and her mum is knocking on the door too wondering y its locked (remember, none of her family kno im there) so i rush into the closet again. her mum comes in and sees my shoes and shes like "hey whos been in here? you had a boy in here didnt you?" and she like steals my shoes then her brother is like "yeh there was someone here i kno it, i heard him last night"

then he goes "bec if that motherfucker is still here I'm gonna grab him by his fuckin neck and throw him down the stairs"....by this time im fairly shaken up from the threats and the suicide attempt the night b4 then he says something bout "if he comes to this house again im gonna fuckin bash him"

now the whole family searching around and shit for me so i go further into the closet, hidden behind some more clothes. Now they walkin around searching for like 2 hours, im standing there in my underpants and im fuckin cold, hungry, tired and i gotta shit and piss (not the best combination) and im standing in there for 2 hours. Finally they all go out somewhere shopping and I get out of the closet....best feeling ever

i go to the bathroom and take a shit and a piss lol and my mum calls to pick me up 'YO GET THE FUCK OVER HERE NOW!" lol jks, but yeh she came quick, only problem was, she didnt kno i wasnt supposed to be there cus of her family and all, they stole my shoes and put them somewhere, now i gotta work out wat im gonna tell them about my shoes. So bec calls her other brother's girlfriend and she finds the shoes from her mum and I get them back.

my mum comes to pick me up and we all cool, i go to McDonalds and get a chicken caesar deli choice roll (i dno if USA got that but we got them in australia and they taste like a wormans orgasm, they the fuckin BOMB) and that roll was like the only good thing that happened to me, i get home and i lie down on my bed play some curtis mayfield (cus he make me chill the fuck out) and im like "man....wat a damn day"


this story is true, I kid you not, worst fuckin day/night of my life

That is a fuck up day

mayne the first "sex story" i read dude didnt even get laid.....the feezy

I call this one, Thar He Blows

I met Stephanie in a club. It was pajama jam night, and the ladies were out wearing ligerie, T-Shirts and panties. I didn't notice her, she approached me. She was sexy as hell, 5'2", Puerto Rican, lightskinned complexion. And she was wearing a red see-through teddy that showed off her curves nicely. We start dancing and she all up on me. I had her laughing cause I was rapping along to Forgot About Dre, acting out some of the shit Eminem was saying. Well a slow song comes on, and she's grinding all on me, and with that teddy on, that shit felt sooo smooth up against me. My dick was harder than polynomic algorhythums. Well we exchanged numbers and promised to hook up later.

Steph used to be a stripper, and from the body she had, I can see how. She was a stone cold freak. Depending on what mood she was in, all types of stuff would jump off at her house. She would walk around her house in lingerie, thongs, all that sexy shit you women be wearing. She would invite me to wash her back while she was taking a bath (and of course I would have to join her in the tub.). She had all types of flavored massaging oils she would lick off of me. And when we had sex, she was wild. Dick suckin, balls lickin. After we had sex she was like, "Most guys hate when I do this". I was like "What" and all of a sudden, she just started sucking me off, like she was milking the rest of the cum out. MAAAAAN!

Well during one of our sessions, she told me to lay on my stomach. When I did, she stuck her tongue up my ass. She was tossing my salad. Guys if you ever let a chick do this to you, let her!!! I was biting the pillow, hollering like a bitch. It was feeling good and all, but see there was a problem. Earlier that day, I had some Taco Bell (Chicken Chalupa combo with Fire and Hot sauce) and gas was bubbling in my stomach. I tried to hold it for as long as I could, but it was too late. I blew a cool stiff one in Stephanie's face. BRRRRRRRW! She jumped up, punching me saying, "You asshole". As she ran to the bathroom to wipr the fart juice from her face, I was laughing so hard my ribs was hurting. Needless to say, she never licked my ass after that.

That is funny and wrong on so many levels

If you got $1.50 this can happen to you too...

It’s a normal summer Saturday in North Carolina. Its to hot to be outside but don’t want to be cramped inside. All my boys are gone for the weekend to their hometowns and my dog is at the vet for the day. Nothing to do at all. Can’t ride my motorcycle because it’s getting worked on. Nothing on TV. And I am tired of messing around on the Internet. What is a brother to do? My girl on the side is going through her time right now and my main girl is at her moms crib 200 miles away. Shit…what’s playing at the movies. I mean it wont be that bad to go by myself just this once. Besides I might see someone or something that’s good. Not to mention that the air conditioning will be a good relief. So I decide to see this horror flick, but like always I have to go with a nice buzz. Just to make things more interesting. So take down a shot or two of tequila and smoke nick and break out. As I am driving I realize little by little that I’m even more fucked up then I thought I would be. So if any chick that looks of legal age is a green light in my eye because I don’t give a fuck at this point. Cruising down MLK bumpin’ my old school Too $hort I see this sexy looking sistah at the corner store walking back up into the bricks (apartment complex). I had to get her or at least try. So I rolled up and stopped at the corner she was walking to. She knew that I was going to try to talk to her. She tried to do the little walk away but I had to get at her. She finally stopped and said, “What do you want” with the most attitude I had seen in a while mainly because I usually don’t mess with hood chicks. I got out my whip and started to just check her out and didn’t say a word. She was a caramel complexion with blonde hair. About 5’6 a buck 20 with the sexiest legs that shinned from the sun and some pretty toes in her open flip-flops. She had on a cut up John Deer shirt that opened up right under huge breast that were staying up on their own. She shirt opened up to show of her sexy flat midsection that had been cut the way it was just to show off her belly button ring. The thick thighs and legs were coming out of some little white shorts that had the word juicy on the back of her pat ass. I finally realized that she was willing to talk and snapped back into reality. I was like “I’m sorry for flagging you down like that but I had to talk to you”. She did the one thing I didn’t want her to do. She smacked her teeth and rolled her eyes. I knew I didn’t have much time until she started to go of so I had to move fast. So I asked her where was she going? She took the blow pop out of her mouth the show of she sexy soft glossy lips to only to say, “Back home and try to beat the heat.” “I hear your and all that but; check this out; I know we just met and everything but I’m bout to head over to the 1.50 movies and catch a flick you want to roll”. The thought of the blasting air cooling her off made want to go but of course she had to put up some type of a fight and say “I don’t even know you like that” I was ready for this already like most dudes are usually. So I said “Look I don’t know you but what better way then to spend a few hours with me to get to know me; if you don’t feel comfortable at any time then I will come right back her to this corner and drop you off and we will part ways”. She was hesitant but was down. We hoped back in the magnum and shot to her crib and broke out just as fast. We were just chatting it up on the way to the movies when I noticed she had a tattoo on her inner thigh. I was wondering how far the rose goes up (we’ll get to that later).

So while we riding she ask me do I mind if I smoke. I didn’t care and if I could boost my high that I was still feeling then I was cool with it. She pulled out a phat blunt and let me light it up. That’s when I knew her and me were going to be real cool. We finally get there and it looks like everyone in the world had other plans. It’s normally a good crowd even if its not hot like it was but no one was there. We get in and we acting crazy and its almost as if we had been together forever. We sat down and no but an old guy and some white kids are in the whole spot. We decide to sit in the back and just got comfortable. The movies started and it’s rather good. A little bloody is cool with me. She was holding my arm as hard as she could. She finally says I can’t watch this part and puts her head down in my lap. IT’S TIME FOR THE SOUTH TO RISE UP. My dick got hard so fast that I didn’t even notice her looking at me and smiling. She sat up and sat on me and whispered in my ear “can I see it”. My mind automatically lost all the blood and went straight to my dick, which was throbbing with excitement. Some how I managed to be cool about it other than that and said “only if I can see yours too”. She looked at me and gave me the sexiest look as eh bit her bottom lip. She took her shorts off and spread her legs as if she were saying “its all yours”. Remember the rose tattoo. Well the stem is an arrow to her pussy. Right above it says, “Come and get this flower”. Meanwhile she was playing with herself and I whipped my joint out. The thrill of getting caught made everything we were doing seem just that more exciting. After a few slow strokes with her hand. I was like fuck it and grabbed the back of her head and put my dick in her mouth. The warm feeling of her mouth sent me into a deep trance of pleasure. She knew was sucking my dick the exact way I like with the slow movement of the head that send chills up your back and a tight grip on the shaft. I had never felt this way before during some head. I finally opened my eyes and come out of my trance only to notice that her sweet pussy was just as wet as the ocean. I had to have it. With one big move with the perfect ease I grabbed her by the hips and that phat ass and sat her right down own my dick. I could tell she had not had some dick in a while because she was tight as hell and came almost as soon as I put it all the way it. The movie was so loud that no one heard her scream out “FUCK ME!!! O FUCK ME HARD!!!” She know how to fuck for real because with every thrust forward she threw her hips back into me sending me in a euphoria of sex. With every single thrust I felt her coming closer and closer to coming again. Her pussy was contracting on my dick so rapidly that I was determined to hold mine until she got hers again so I grabbed her ass and put my middle finger in her ass hole to try and send her over the top. Well she couldn’t take it anymore. Eyes wide open and stopped moving mid-stroke and nothing was moving on her body but her ass and her pussy as she came all over my throbbing dick. The couldn’t take anymore after feeling her blast of cum all over me and made me send a huge stream of cum straight into the tight pussy of hers. She layed on me and we just laughed because there was nothing to say. She got off my dick and we both got our clothes on right as the credits started to roll. She just laughed and went back to my crib for round two and thinking of the fun we had when we went to the $1.50 show together.

did only one person read my post? damn people read it, its some fucked up shit lol, I want everyone to know what the fuck happened

First of all..I dont give a fuck where u at! Im going to Afghanistan next year..how does that affect this thread...?
Secondly, you need to wait till you get back to the states and get some clean pussy and stop fuckin them desert queens you idiot! And I didnt say fuck you..go read my post again..dummy.

Man Im tryna tell you dawg! I posted something similar to this (p.43)...lol...I didnt have a balve movement though lol!

You know i should have not said fuck u My bad

its all good

wassup people , new to the forum , anyway here's my story...
There was this white that kinda liked me, we went on dates and chilled but i never felt like we connected enough to pursue anything...One day i showed up at her crib and her phat ass black opens the door, I guess she'd just finished working out, sista was wearing a spandex like outfit just showing off her ass and curves,I mean the sista was thick a la melyssa Ford Minus the the boobs...Im a well mannered gentleman but i could not get my eyes off her body, she kinda detected the rawness of my reaction and was kinda thrwon off by it...So that's how our relationship got off 2 a bad start.

Well I guess me not going out with her friend did gave birth to some kind of animosity towards me, Plus at one occasion she told that being Black but raised in Europe was not something she could relate to therefore I was off limits.I kinda gave up on a possible relationship but The way that Phat juicy ass was walking around Maryland University campus humm hummm my male instincts took over...It's like whenever she'd walk time would slow down and going accordingly the swinging of her backside...I mean I never thought i'd be stuck on ass this bad.Anyway, a few weeks back i showed up at an elephant man concert at Crossraods nightclub up in bladensburg ,Maryland.Im with my bwoys in this big ass Chaos comprised of phat ass sistas and ganja smoking brothas when I see the same girl being harassed by some dude.I'd like to think that she was annoyed so i turn into the audacious me (yep U only know If u try) So I bring a Pina colada over and I'm like"Hi babe, I got your drink"(could you imagine If the dude was actually her man but like I said U only know if you try or luck smiles upon the audacious ones).So I try to rebuke my Booty Instincts and try to act like the gentleman I was raised up to be.I dont say much(no sense doing so with music blasting all over) I nodd a couple of times agreeing to every little comments she says then her friends show up including her caucasian friend,oh boy complications-complications.the show is fiyah, some big gyal gets on the stage and Elephant man whines the hell outta her,then(when in Rome do as Romans) I asked her If i could be lucky enough to dance with her.it's really frontal the way i danced wit her, mista alcohol starts settling in (good thing I dont drink) then it's a whole lot of dutty whine.I kept it cool like James Bond with Pussygalore, She gave the digits right after.

I phoned the gyal the next day talked every day for a week and we really meshed well 2gether , she was real,she was sexy ,mad cool and had an ass that wouldn't quit.So being raised in Europe she thought that there were things my being would never do so she called me NBB(No balls Boy) so i was like aight that's my ticket to netherlands imma play that card,Imma be the shy dude.So after school we would chill at my appartment and she'd procede on turning me on and then just leaving.I would sit in my chair she'd come on top, grinding then banging it on me like crazy then she'd just start kissing me for long periods of time,i had to spiritually talk to myself "come on dog, dont get a boner, be cool like Raul" I mean shorty would nibble on me ears, bite mi neck,bite my lips and tongue, pinch my nipples... i mean almost the whole 10 yard ahahha after a while man i would get the strongest erections ever and everytime she'd feel my hard on she'd just get up ,turn around and shake that ass, drop it down+ oh man i just wanted get in that ass so bad but I had to play the role of the beaten but not yet vainquished general...So a few days after we go to french connections in NYC(my true miami,Nyc.Cali people know) soiree...needless to say i scored some free passes for her and company,u have to look classy so i rocked that super 200% pants my good dressers out there know how light they can be ....shorty knew it and i Had unlimited access to the poom poom...and y'all fellas know how u sometimes feel you could just harder against the booty and just get in. we sitting down, shawty straddles me, takes out my penis,lift up her dress,rubbing it against her vagina(she still has her panties on) man, I almost blacked out due to the idea of sticking it hard to her and the pleasure i was receiving ...then shorty get unda the table and she had a vicious head game,i mean blowing,sucking,biting and Bwoy I nutted on my pants like hurricane Katrina did new Orleans...then It was my turn to give some stupid speech on why being french was cool...So I made sure everybody saw me spill wine on my pants,at least it would help cover the stain.After the damn little speech I come back 2 mi table the white gyal on my left the black one on my right, im thinking it's time to switch the roles here, i start finger sexing the black one,whitey looking like she wants a piece 2, she kinda starts feeling on my leg but i only roll with one at a time.I take her hand off of my leg, i take a big Ice cube outta the glass ,go unda the table yanks the undies to her knees,lift them legs up so i can fit my head between them...wow she smells so good and shorty is wet like a mothersucka,I place the ice cube at the entrance of her vagina and I just blow on it...Her whole body just shook in some kind of crazy convulsion like an bodily earthquake she could not control, She ejaculated,I mean she was squirting the juice man..got some On my chin yukkk well the rest is boring...Shawty was embarassed and she aint called me for 2 days finally she calls and she said she'll cook for me on the weekend that was her way to apologize----ring ring ring Bingo---- The bait's been out for a while, now it's time to catch the fish ah ahaha aaha aaahaahhahahah .I know it was going down i knew it for damn sure....Friday morning,1035am she shows up at the door wearing ultra tight jeans showing her curves,her hips and the fullness of the booty.I had some baguettes in the oven, we fixed up sumin, had breakfast.watched the news, 12pm we went grocery shopping came back to ze appartment ...Got some friends over for Brasil-Ghana, it was a beating.After my buddies left , we started cleaning up things and she bent over to pick the bread crumbs ohh my goshhhh The Onion was right there , perfect ,shining ohhh shoot.So i pressed myself against the ass,damn she feels so warm"baby u so hot,lemme cool you off", take her to ze Kitchen , tear off the shirt...take off the bra...I start working the mouth , im literally eating her mouth,taking my time at this point ,my kissing is bestial i could feel both our saliva running down our chests, her tongue is kinda big so im kissing it ,biting it ooh shoot.at the same Im taking her off pants...man i cant get it off so Im ripping off the damn button...she is so warm,it's like the same warmth that emanates from your bed during winter time...shoot I said i wanted to cool her offf man, No more waiting I gotta bone the nastiness outta shorty.i pick her up, im still kissing her...we going to my rooom, lie her down on her back im between them legs just grinding the cooch...Im still kissing her, and i can feel her body gyrating just asking for more.I insert a couple of fingers in the cooch mami is playing "Wade in the water children" down there yoo...then she says"lemme work on you" , Im like"you've worked on me the minute I laid mi eyes on you gurl,let's get busy" finally the mask was off, Imma tap it now yoo.I take out james out (my penis' nickname) wrap it up, then I look at her panties, man they wet as hell.Pfff i dont waste time taking it off, I slightly push it to the side and get busy man, As soon as Im in I almost nutt...the excitement , her wetness ohh then Im like "Focus Dog,It's about her", I push her legs back up ,spread them wide and start pumping oh shooot the feeling is there yo, Im givint it to her and Im in her soul, Im watching her straight in the eyes yo.I put the legs back 2gether and keep on sticking her ..at this point she starts moaning but baby gurl fights it so I work the corners,the upper and bottom parts of the cooch ...shoot baby girl is wet ass hell but all the juice is messing up my favorite drapes...At this point pleasure is getting to me, i start moaning but she messing up my drapes...get her off the bed,put that girl's face 1st gaisnt the Door ,Im pumping it from the back, man that ass is jiggling beautifully ,Im slapping ,pinching,palming that firm yet soft ass but i dont wanna nut now "It's all about her" So I focus.I take my hands off the booty and she just directs traffic in and out in and out it's so hard not to nut .the cooch is so hot i see her juices falling on the carpet...she starts yelling obscenities which i normally hate but she responding to the banging...All of the sudden somebody is opening the main entrance door...oh shoot i was supposed to pick up my mom at the airport and she always carries an extra set of keys anytime she visits and I cant exactly stop my effort,shorty feeling it.My mom calls my name , i wanna answer but the tone of my voice might do me in...then i finally answer "oooooooo Mommyyyyy" haha aahahahah she tries to open my bedroom and it was so funny cuz shawty's head was banging on it...My mon like "son what are you doing" man I manage to choke out"Mom Im just doi...do...doing aerroo...bics in hhhhhherrrr...e".well im going to your auntie's I'll call you tonight but why are there female apparel in here" ....Me"ma I had a pajama Party last night that's why" ahah ahahah aahahaah We had to go the shorty's house to pick more clothing items and she spent the whole weekend at my palace. Now The girl is studying abroad and freakier things happened..well dat's another story

damn dude can you shorten your story next time

OMG! Im not even gonna attempt to read that novel...GZUS kid!!

lol these stories r hilarious!!!!

:waiting for the girl Ill fuck you right and all night responses:

wow this is the biggest form on here, ummm i wonder y, i couldnt read everything

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i just really want people to read this cus i think its so fucked up lol

My best friend’s mom


It was the usual Saturday afternoon, Andrew and I would normally chill out at his place. I got up and knowing that if he had any plans he would call to let me know. I decided it would be a good idea to reach his place. It was only a couple of blocks down the road. I threw on a pair of baggy shorts and a loose cotton T-Shirt. I screamed out to my mom, “If you need me I’ll be at Andrew’s place as usual”. I closed the door behind me not hearing what the reply was from my mom and dad.

It was nice and warm with a light sweet summer flower fragrant breeze. The kind that made you dream and open your mind. I felt as if I was floating. I got to Andrew’s place and rang the doorbell. Andrew’s mom opened the door “come on in Teddy, Andy’s popped out with his dad. He said you could chill out and wait for him” “He did mention something about a new CD he’s got.” I think he said he wanted you to listen to it while you wait.”

I popped into Andy’s room and dropped on his bed. I left his mom in the kitchen. The tracks were some of his new remixes. It was the shits, this was the kind of tunes that would make you rock like no ones biz. I was lost in the music till I heard someone shout out for me. It was Mrs Taylor, Andy’s mom. I got up and went to the kitchen, then I heard her say “I’m in the bed room, could you give me a had with these suitcases.”

I went into the bedroom and grabbed hold of the bags that were that she was trying to get down. I pulled then down and then waited till she finished and then put them back. During all this time we had our usual conversation going on. I did not take too much notice of her even though I secretly had a crush on her when I was 15. This woman looked very young for 38, she look and had the body of a 27-30 year old. She did teach aerobics, that I know.

As we were talking I kind of got lost in my imagination till I heard her say, “Can you pull my zip down it feels stuck. In fact it was. It took a little tug here and there before it gave way. As I pulled the zip down I could see her naked back and the top of her builders crack. This made my John Lewis spring like a switchblade ready for action. As she turned around to say thank you she tripped and I reached out and caught her. Dam that body was soft and she smelt so sweet I instinctively pulled her close to me.

Her eyes lit up and before I could say abracadabra my tongue was down her throat and my hands were fast on one of sweet coconuts. All I could do was flick from on piece of her body to the other. Juicing every piece of her. She tried to say something to me and before she could catch some air I automatically said, “ Before you scream or kick the hell out of me Mrs Taylor, I’ve always wanted to do this to please forgive me”. “Well” she said, “ You do look catch me eye nowadays”, “you better make the most of this before I change my mind”.

I went to town on her, first juicing her pussy that flowed with unbelievable sweet juice, breast fed myself and then finally began to tap that ass like there was no tomorrow. I flipped her over into the missionary position and just banged her like shit. Experience is the best teacher. She reached over whilst I was bangging her and began to suck and lick me nipples. I could only cry for joy. She continued and placed one hand on the back of my neck and the other she gently and in a sexy way rubbed my ass. This blew my brains and before I knew it I was ready to blow like Moby Dick.

All I could do was scream like hell when I began to climax. It hurt like shit, the pleasure was unbelievable. The eruption was indescribable. My whole body was in another world, I felt my whole body erupt and then bang CHRISTMAS TIME. DAMMMMMMMMM.

Ha ha..that was a good one..a couple of my homies moms can get it too...

WELL i have a HOT story to tell you all...since you all seem to be sharing them,i thought what the heck,I was dating this SUPER SEXY STUD named trevor ,needless to say we haven't gotten it on in a IN ALL THE TIME WE BEEN TOGETHER,DUE TO HIS BUSY SCHEDULE AND SUCH,so 1 night i called him up and told him i was missing him and in the mood for whatever,so he arranged a special date at his house,telling me to wear something SUPER SEXY for him,i picked out this gorgeous baby blue top..and these tight blue caprie pants...i made my way over there ever so satified with what i had on...i was feelings sexy for my man..when i finally got to his house,i was so excited to see he made my favorite spaghetti and meatballs,and had laid out some chocolate strawberrys for desert so we could feed each other feed each other with afterwards,so we started watching watching tv after the amazing dinner he made, in between i guess he couldn't taKE IT ANYMORE,so HE GRABBED me by the ass and started ripping off everything i had on,then he turned me around and started ramming his dick hard in my ass, i started screaming out his name at the top of my lungs,when he had cAME in my ass, i immediately dropped DOWN and started sucking his dick furiously,WHEN HE CAMED,I SUCKED HIS DICK DRY,MAKING SURE ALL THE CUM WAS OFF ,we stayed fucking for like an 1 hour,then we layed down and watched Noah's ark together,what a special night we had,it brought tears to my eyes

^And these are the homosexuals that give homosexuals a bad name...

this was so damn funny, your nasty

Im the famous words of Flavor Flav...

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QUOTE(XRAY3000 @ Aug 30 2006, 05:15 PM) [snapback]462254[/snapback]

^And these are the homosexuals that give homosexuals a bad name...

[color=#CC66CC]is he gay?

He is not gay the guy that wrote the story is

THATS WHAT I WAS ASKING!

I c yawl is kinda short on stories now a days

aight this is short


went to the theatre with my ex, we started making out, i finger her for about 15 mins til my arm is sore and my fingers is pruning then she jacking me off for about 15 mins and then she give me head and swallows, it was good


later on when we goin home i look at my hand in the light and theres fuckin blood on it, like a fairly big amount, and im like oh shit .....either I was rough or she had her period, at the time I thought she was just wet as fuck

she had her period lol lol hahahaha

EEWWWWWWWWWWWW YUCK! LOL

she'd normally tell me when we could fuck around cus she was having her period but I guess she forgot

wtf.....

lmao

fam, you just dont forget shit like that

i got this in my e-mail i thought yall might want to read it too
How many times have you been in a beauty/barber shop....and spotted some
fine thang that made you forget where you were? That made you think...I would
fuck you where you stand. Tre’von...Tre’ von Sikes....that was his name. He was
a stylist at the beauty shop where I was working. Everyone that came into
the
salon would notice him....but then thought..... he had to be gay because he
worked in a beauty shop.
Okay...he stood about 6'5", blue black skin, dimples so deep you could swim in
them, white straight as a board teeth, cut hip hopper’s body, low Caesar with
deep waves. Got...dayamn. ..he was fine! His sense of style was off the chain also.
Kenneth Cole, Sean John T’s.... Dolce and Cabaña jeans...you name it...he wore it!
Our little fling started when I first walked in carrying a box of supplies fresh
outta beauty school. Everybody just stopped doing what they were doing to get
a good look at the new meat...me. He pretended not to notice me as I talked to
the shop manager, Tammy, about my space. Now...you know that got my
attention. We kept eyeing each other as I held my conversation and he continued
to cut hair. Now, Tammy, was a cute petite caramel in color sister. She had ass
for days and a don’t-fuck-wit- me demeanor, so
she had no reason to be threatened
by me...to steer me in the wrong direction... ..therefore when she talked...I felt like
I should listen. As she took me to the station right across the aisle from Tre’von,
she told me after she put her client under the dryer, she would give me the run
down on who to trust and who to stay away from.
I felt all eyes on me while I decided what to put where. As I pranced around in
my space (throwing my shoulder length hair out of my face and flashing my
killer smile) I could feel Tre’von staring. As I was putting my stuff up, we made
hard, stern eye contact. I gave him a little wink and he gave me a little head nod
with a side smirk and raised eyebrow.
You could tell that some of the other stylists had something going on with him
(Yea…he had it like…that!) because of the way they all eyed us as we gave each
other side looks from across the aisle.
Tammy came over and interrupted our hypnotic stare
to take me on a little
tour of the salon. She noticed the flirting and put a giant smile across her face as
she took me by the arm to the back of the salon to the manicure/pedicure room.
That’s when she gave me the run down on Tre’von. She said he was adorable
but deadly. She told me that everybody in the shop...except her...had tried to pin
him down, but he was just not interested in settling down. So she told me if he
was on my mind, to beware of his stick’em and quit’em attitude. That info made
me even more intrigued.
After we had our little sister to sister moment, she took me around and that’s
when I formally met everyone and she introduced me to Tre’von last.
“Tre’von...this Kat. She is new to da game. Be sweet to her...okay?”, Tammy
said with a giggle.
Then I said with a nervous quiver in my voice, “Nice to meet you.”
He just looked right into me and simply shook my hand, then kept cutting
his
client’s head. That...annoyed me, so I walked away to my station to continue
with my tasks and to contemplate how to break him down.
As I continued putting everything away, I could see him outta the corner of my
eye watching my every move as he gave a brother a bald fade. So, of course, I
put on a show. Bending over slowly and squatting, so my little baby doll skirt
would ride up my thigh to show off my tattooed paw prints.
Finally, the tattoos got him. He spoke out at me, but in the middle of a beauty
salon with all the hair and blow dryers going and clippers buzzing it was to hard
to hear any conversation so I pretended that I didn‘t hear him.
“Excuse me...young lady...uh... Kat.”, he said as I kept doing what I was doing. I
pretended that I wasn’t sure he was talking to me which made him try again.
“Excuse me... sweetheart! Can I ask a question?”
That’s when I decided to look up at him from my squatting position
still giving
him a full view of the tattoos on the thighs. “Are you speaking to…me..dear?, I
asked him fetchingly. “What’s ya name again? Tre’von?”, I said as I threw one
of my long black curls outta my face trying to make him feel as unimportant as
he made me feel moments ago.
“Why...yes I am...sweetie. Can you come over here for a second?”
As I got up and walked over...swinging my ample ass from side to side all eyes
were on me. Women whispering. Men staring and thinking…dayamn! I loved
it.
I walked around the cutting chair right into his space and with one hand on the
back of the chair and the other on my....ever so curvy...hip. He turned to face me,
and then tried to lift the side of my skirt up. As the brother in the chair turned
his head to follow my every move...I slapped Tre’von’s hand away.
“Can I ask... what you think your doing? I don’t know you like that.”, I spit at
him.
He took a step
back and raised both his eyebrows. “Stop acting. You just put
on a show for us for the past 30 minutes. So you wanted one of us to pay you
some attention.” Then he took a step back and sat on the arm of the stylist chair
right next to him folding his arms and flashing that incredible smile of his. I
fucking melted! He just sat there grinning that amazing smile...not knowing that I
had just creamed my panties.
“Sir...whatever do you mean?”, I asked as I stepped a little closer to him with
my right hand pressed over my chest. I widened my eyes like a guilty child
caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
“Shit...all playing games aside...you knew what you were doing coming up in
here with that little ass tank and skirt on. You knew what kinda reaction you
would get. I was just giving you what you wanted.”, he said moving back to his
client to brush off the cut hair on his shoulders with a nonchalant _expression.
I couldn’t
take that he thought he knew me, so I had to give him a tongue
lashing to regain my respect.
“See...you one of those brothers that thinks just because a woman looks nice
that they’re main purpose of waking up in the morning is to please ya’ll ignorant
asses. I enjoy looking sexy...I pride myself on my sexuality... so if you ever feel
the need to explore my body again, just ask before assuming I want you to...that
is…if…you can handle a real female!”, and with that said and a neck roll I
walked back to my space. Laughter filled the salon. Tre’von just stood there
with the look of defeat across his face. And that was the beginning of a beautiful
fucking relationship.
Tre’von and I became close in no time (after he saw that I would always put
him in his place if need be). We held the same schedule.... nights. Neither one of
us got up earlier than noon and never left the salon no earlier than 11pm.
Everyone else would be
there by 6am and gone by 7pm at the latest.
Tre’von and I found that we lived in the same part of town, so we started
riding to work together. Then it turned to hanging together also. I had a
boyfriend that I was tired of trying to raise and he had 1 or 2 regulars in his life
but none of them compared to the two of us together.
We complimented each other...finished each other’s jokes....shared customers.
We were never concerned with being an…us…because we knew how we were
and didn’t want to spoil our friendship (I know that is a terrible cliche’, but it
was true.) We truly treated one another like brother and sister until one
particular day.
It was a Saturday. Tre’von and I had a long night before. We had hit the club
scene and had found some extracurricular activity to get into until about 4am. So
when we left the scene of the crime (outside in the parking lot), we drove to his
house because it was closer and I was
drunk as fuck! My boyfriend ,at the time,
was gone on military drill and he wouldn’t be back until Sunday night so I had
no reason to rush home.
We laughed all the way there telling stories on what just happened. Slapping
each other on the arm, just busting a gut at ourselves. Then we made it to his
house and he hit the automatic garage door opener, pulled in and proceeded into
his house through the garage door that led into his den.
The smell of sweet cologne, perfume, and alcohol surrounded us as we crashed
at the same time on his Italian leather sofa. The only light was coming from the
moon through his patio doors. The room was spinning for me and Tre’von just
laid across my lap rubbing his perfect waves while we giggled at nothing.
Then I started to focus on his incredibly shaped biceps. The light hit them just
right. I couldn’t help but to notice them. They were flexing as he rubbed slowly
across his head and the other
wrapped around my thigh. Studying him made
my pussy start to throb. I began to sweat and then realized whose biceps I was
looking at and shook myself into reality. The laughter finally stopped and before
I knew it, we had fallen asleep in that same position.
The dream I had in my drunken slumber was erotic and intense. I couldn’t see
a face on my violator. He just assaulted my body with no remorse. With one
hand, he held me down by gripping one of my breast and pressing me into the
sofa I lay asleep on. And with the other, he forcefully opened my pussy lips and
began a continuous circle around my clit stopping at the tip after every
completion. My hips started to move uncontrollably, grinding into his mouth.
My assaulter finally spoke out.
“I knew you wanted me as much as I wanted you! Shit you taste good.
Mmmmmmm...Kat. ...it taste just how I imagined it.”
The voice sounded familiar.... too familiar. As I was still in a sitting
position on
the couch I parted my eyes slightly and looked down at my dress raised over my
hips. One of my breast squeezed in the middle of a large hand with the flesh
protruding through the thick fingers. Someone was devouring my pussy. I
forced myself up from my heavy sleep and wiped my eyes until they focused. I
saw Tre’von sucking the life outta me. Pinching my nipples. Moaning and
groaning with pleasure. It frightened me seeing the sight of my friend taking
what he obviously wanted without my consent. I jumped up from the couch
taking my pussy out of his mouth.
“What the fuck...Tre’von! How you gone just take the pussy? Take advantage
of my drunken state!”, I yelled at him as I sat on the arm of the couch with my
feet tucked under the end cushion.
“Kat...stop it! You just mad because you didn’t get to seduce me first! That’s
how your little warped mind works!”, he yelled back at me sliding towards me.
“I
wasn’t even thinking ‘bout yo ho ass like that! I don’t like that…without her
consent…shit! I was just trying to get some rest before I headed home! You
could’ve asked! Shit!”, I yelled at him as I pulled my dress under my ass and
pressed my breast back into the top of it.
“Why you so mad Kat? The way you were grinding on this tongue...shit. ...that
pussy was about to gimme that good juice.”, he whispered to me as he slid his
hands under my dress...up my body...back to my breast and stroked my
diamond hard nipples.
I closed my eyes in ecstasy letting my lips part slightly. His fingers knew my
body...knew it’s every desire. My legs started to open up for him again so he
could suck the pussy some more. He was an old player who knew how to get
what he wanted. But he wasn’t getting me...not this night...not like this…
“You is not getting this pussy baby! Why? So you can run back and tell the
whole shop what you
conquered? Uh-huh...not me baby!”, I yelled as I slid my
body away from him again and stood by the door with my arms wrapped across
my breast tightly. He just laughed and stared at me with an intense hungry look.
“Like you wouldn’t? Girl...you are not fooling anyone. You would break yo
neck trying to brag about fuckin’ the shit outta my ass! Now...wouldn’ t ya?” he
said this walking towards me...staring. ..and when he got to me, he kissed my
throat. This muthafucka was good! But I’m better!
“Take me home! This ain’t going down today!”, I yelled in his face looking
him straight from one eyeball to another. He smirked and placed one hand over
my head onto the door and grabbed me around my waist with the other. He
kissed me so passionately that my juices started to run again. I was pissed that
he knew me....that he knew I really meant to say...take me right here on the floor!
But I managed to push him back from me and open
the door to the garage and
stand by the car.
He just laughed and shook his head, grabbed his keys from the key holder on
the wall and proceeded out the door towards me. He motioned for me to get in
on the passenger side and he got into the driver’s seat. All the way home, he
kept that same sexy ass smirk. I just wanted to smack him! He knew he had
crossed the line of no return, but he didn’t care. He knew by my body’s reaction
to him...that I wanted him.
We pulled up to my apartment, and I started to get out and he grabbed my arm
to stop me. “I don’t get a good night kiss...Kat?”, he said to me with that same
smirk. It drove me crazy!
“Hell naw! You ain’t gettin’ shit from me!”, I replied angrily.
He jerked me to him and kissed my top lip so soft and gently. His lips were
like clouds of nectar.... I could suck on them for days. He then stopped and
looked right at me with such confidence and asked, “You sure
you don’t want
me to come in?”
That pissed me off...seriously! I yanked my arm away from him and slammed
his car door. I marched up to my door...unlocked it...looking back once more
with fire in my eyes. He smirked and waved and I slammed the door happy to
be locked away from him. I had a point to prove. I wasn’t going to give in to
him like that...not yet anyways.
It was about 8am and I had a 11:30am appointment at the salon. So I took a
shower and as I washed myself, all I could think about was Tre’von’s touch.
After my shower, I slid into bed for a quick nap and fell asleep immediately. I
was fuckin’ drained...physicall y and emotionally.
I was awakened about two hours later, by an annoying car horn. Sitting up on
my elbows in bed to gain my composure I pushed my frazzled hair out of my
face and then I recognized the horn...it was Tre’von’s ridiculous ass!
“I know he didn’t just show back up at my house!”, I
thought as I jumped out of
bed to put my slippers and satin house coat on across my naked body. He was
there to pick me up because we had an appointment at the same time that
morning.
I hated that he knew me. That he knew I wouldn’t get up in time. He had
always been there for me and it pissed me off that he still was there even after
the incident. This jester sent me the message that I would be conquered in the
near future and he wasn’t worried or in a hurry. This was his M.O. for
“difficult” women...as he called us.
I stumbled to the door and yanked it open with the wind from the door
blowing my house coat open slightly. My _expression was tight and rigid, while
his was pleased and arrogant as he leaned against my door frame. He stood
there with orange juice and a box of BC powder which he knew I needed after a
night of drinking too much. “He’s paid attention to every detail.”, I thought. He
was really making me mad
so I had to pretend that this clown didn’t phase me.
“Good morning honey.”, he said to me as I snatched the products out of his
hands and walked away. “Aren’t we in a female mood this morning? Is this
how you are when you don’t get your sexual release? Well...I tried to...”
“Would you shut the hell up and get in here and close my door!”, I yelled at
him as I plopped down on my suede sofa.
“You better get yo ass up so we can go make this money gurl. I don’t have
time to be losing money just because you’re in a pissy mood.”, he said as he
slammed my front door and walked past me to my bedroom walk-in closet.
“What are you looking for in there Tre’von? Come yo ass outta my bedroom!”,
I shouted out before I poured the powder down my throat and washed it down
with the orange juice. All I heard was my hangers being pushed around and my
shoes being tossed. I had to see what he was doing.
When I walked into the
bedroom, Tre’von had picked out my outfit for the day.
An orange and white Juicy Couture terry cloth jacket and micro mini skirt with
my white K Swiss tennis shoes and white tennis socks (no underwear because he
knew I didn’t wear any). This man was something else. I always wanted a mate
who knew the do’s and don’ts of fashion. I started to see him in a different light.
As I fell onto the bed like a rag doll, he went to the bathroom to get my lotion
and deodorant. “Come the hell outta my bathroom boy! I am sick! I’m not
going. You do her. All she wants is a sew in.”, I said laying on my stomach
yelling out of the side of my mouth that wasn’t pressed to the bed. He ignored
me...as usual. He came back to the bed and proceeded to pour lotion in his
palms.
“Take that house coat off so I can...”
“I ain’t taking shit off! You not gonna...”
“Stop it...Kat! I just want to rub this lotion on yo ashy ass! Ain’t
nobody after
yo ass this morning...this is about biddnes!. With yo sick ass! Can’t hold yo
liquor!”, he shouted back at me with a manly tone that got my juices flowing.
Then he continued his pampering.
“Take this house coat off and roll over so I can get your stomach too. That
jacket rides pretty high also.”, he said as he continued to rub lotion up my thigh
and pull at my house coat. As I rolled over with my robe still on my arms, I
thought to myself that this man had a plan. He was contemplating something.
He didn’t make one move to get at me. I was laying there worried about what to
expect, as he got to my stomach, my nipples started to rise so I covered them and
jumped off the bed.
“Okay...okay. ..I’ll get up and put my clothes on. Just go watch tv in the living
room and I’ll be ready in a minute.”, I said to him in a false irritated voice as I
waved for him to get out. He got up with that signature smile leaving
my room
and closing the door behind him.
I jumped into my clothes, brushed my teeth and combed my hair into two long
braids on each side of my head. Then I put my makeup on and headed out to the
living room. When I walked in, Tre’von had fixed us my favorite breakfast
...burnt bologna and grape jelly on buttered toast. I never noticed until right
then, but he had always known me...all my likes and dislikes. Since the first day
we argued and then became friends, he knew what I wanted before I even asked.
“What’s got you in such a good mood?”, I said to him as I took my sandwich
out of his hands and walked over to turn the television off.
“It’s not that I’m in a good mood...I’m just trying to hurry yo ass up so we can
get to the salon.”
And so we went. I locked the door and we hopped in the car and hit the street
to go to work. On the way there, nothing was said. We just thumped some Lil’
John and the Eastside
Boys with the top down on the mustang because it was a
beautiful summer morning. Our heads bouncing at the same time and chewing
our sandwiches simultaneously. My mind began to wonder why didn’t he
continue his seduction? Why did he just except that I wouldn’t give him any?
But I put it out of my mind as we pulled up to the salon and there were ten
thousand cars already there.
“Time to make this money...sweetheart.” , he whispered to me as he got out of
the car staring into the window trying to count how many heads he had already.
“And much money we shall make.”, I replied as I got out of the car and pulled
my little skirt down under my ass.
When we walked in, everybody yelled...heeeeeeeee eey...in unison. Then Tre’von
and I got to work as if nothing was wrong. Guilt must have been written all over
my face, because Tammy kept walking by me smirking. And when we ended up
at the shampoo bowls together, she finally asked her
questions.
“Okay...bitch. What happened with you and Tre last night. Ya’ll come up in
here looking worn and hung over. Look at him. His eyes is about to close cuttin’
that boy’s head! You better spill it gurl!”, Tammy said with so much curiosity in
her voice as we looked over at Tre’von trying his hardest to keep those big
beautiful eyes open.
I let out a giggle and then answered. “Ain’t nothing happen. We went out then
home. We got home at about five in the morning, so that’s why he’s tired. It
ain’t got shit to do with me...I promise.“ Tammy gave me this disbelieving look
then left it alone.
The day unfolded as a typical Saturday.... people laughing.... dryers
going....gossiping (I had the biggest gossip of all and couldn’t share it because
that would create nothing but havoc in the salon since Tre’von had fucked most
of the females in there and threw them away). Tammy continued to look at us as
if she
could see the signs of “pre-fucking” written all over us.
Before she packed up for the night she had a few words for me. She walked
over to me with her Louis Vuitton back pack on her back and whispered in my
ear over my client’s head. “Now you know that Tre likes to play games...don’t
cha?”, she said as I nodded agreeing with her and smiling. Then she continued
her warning. “He likes to make you think all is well and fine then pounces on ya!
But some how I think he’s met his match and he’s the one that’s going to get
played.”
She then turned and blew Tre a kiss across the aisle and switched out of the
front door while looking back at us a couple of times over her shoulder. All
while she was warning me, I thought about the attempt Tre had made on me
earlier and if it was his best or if there more to come.
**********
At 6:30pm there was only two other stylist in the shop working besides
Tre’von and me. We
hadn’t eaten anything but those bologna sandwiches that
morning so we were starving. As Tre and I finished up with our clients, I gave
him a look that said that I was so hungry I was about to eat my arm.
“Shhhhhhit! I’m gone fall out in juuust a minute if I don’t get some food fast!”,
I said slumping over onto my client’s shoulders.
Tre just laughed at my drama and added, “Hell yeah! My stomach over here
cussin’ me out!”, he replied as our clients fell out laughing at our little
performance.
After we finished with our customers, Tre and I fell into our chairs to discuss
what we were going to eat as he waited on his last client that had called and
begged him to hold up so he could get hooked up before he went out that night
to the club. I was done but I had to wait on Tre to catch a ride home.
While we were sitting there, the two remaining stylist reminded us that
everyone was going to Red Hots (a popular bar and
grill in Melville, Arkansas)
to eat and get drunk and they made us promise to be there by 9pm. Eating at
Red Hots was right up our alley. We told our two associates to go on and that
we would be there pretty soon. In the meantime, we went in the back to the
lounge to get something out of the vending machine.
While we were back there, I was sitting on the picnic table waiting on Tre to get
my Funyuns out of the machine and my mind began to wonder again about the
incident last night. What was the purpose of that? He knew I would rebel
against being taken. Was that his way of pushing me along? Make me want
him? Give me a taste of what was to come? I had to know. So when he came to
give me my chips and as he sat beside me, I let it rip.
“So...what was all that shit about last night.”, I said with my mouth full of
chewed up chips.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full...that’s not attractive.”, he said as he turned
to me and
smirked with his candy bar’s caramel hanging off his lip.
“Boy! You know what I meant! I need to know where you’re going with this.”
“What you mean....where I’m going?”, he asked with a puzzled look on his face
as he slid off the table to sit on the bench in front of me, facing me between my
legs and leaning on my thighs.
“I mean...with the attack on my pussy you made last night!”, I yelled as I
poured the rest of the Funyuns down my throat.
“Dayamn! Yo breath stank!”, he yelled back at me covering my mouth with his
hand. I moved his hand and rolled my eyes. That was his way of ignoring me,
but this stupidity wasn’t going to continue tonight. I needed answers and he
was going to give them to me.
“Tre’von! Stop it! Why can’t you be serious for one second? That was some
fucked up shit that you did! Help me to understand it.”, I said getting up from
the table and leaning against the vending
machine.
“Shit...what’s to say? I wanted it and you didn’t. That’s the bottom line. We
play and tease so much that I just thought that it was time to stop the pretending
and fuck to see where this might lead us. Hell...Kat.. .yousa sexy muthafucka and
you hard core...I just couldn’t help myself. Even though you belong to someone
else. I thought you felt the same way but I was wrong.”, he said as he turned
and straddled the bench he was sitting on looking right at me with intensity in
his eyes. His speech struck a nerve within me and I wanted him now more than
ever. He’d always been so arrogant towards females, but to admit that he was
conquered... that was sexy to me.
“Awww. I didn’t mean to make you feel that I didn’t want you. I was trying to
protect myself.”, I said walking over to him and sitting down facing him and
straddling the bench also.
“From what...Kat. We are friends. I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“
Not…intentionally.” , I said with a little smile to let him know I was partly
joking.
“Ever! I wouldn’t dream of hurting you...trying to or not.”, he whispered to me
as he tugged my braid a little.
The moment was intense. I just sat there getting hotter and hotter looking into
him like a mirror. I wanted him, but I knew his M.O. I thought that this all
could be a trick of the game he was playing. Then again, it might be time for us
to hit it and find out what could happen. I was confused, but my clit started to
throb against my pussy lips. And soon would be the point of no return.
As we looked into each others eyes, Tre started to rub my thighs. Gripping
them with such force and passion. My heart started to pound against my chest.
My juices had started to run onto the beach. I began to stroke his waves. He just
closed his eyes and leaned over to lay his chin on my shoulder. It was a pure
moment...pure emotion.
I couldn’t
take it anymore! I reached down and caressed his dick through his
Sean John jogging pants. He moaned out softly...as if he had been waiting on me
to do it for decades. Then I heard him whisper right into my ear with his lips
slightly touching mine, “No...Kat.”
I couldn’t believe what he said so I sat back from him and held his face in my
hands and asked, “Why not? I thought you wanted this?”
He didn’t respond. He just pushed me away from him by my hips to the other
side of the bench. Then he turned to face the vending machine and folded his
arms across his chest. Those biceps were in rare form that night. He just sat there
with a worried look on his face. I was appalled at his reaction to me.
“What is it now...Tre? I don’t get it. When I didn’t want you to have it...you
wanted it. Now that it’s given to you...you don’t want it? Please help me to
understand.”
He responded without looking at me. “Kat...your
first reaction to me was to
push me away...that says it all. I thought you wanted it, but I was wrong. What
if we’re wrong now?”
“Baaaaaby.... there’s nothing wrong with this right now. The situation is perfect.
I feel safe with you. You know me and I know you and we know what to expect
from each other. What could be better?”, I said sliding back to him and rubbing
across those arms.
The lines in his face softened a bit after feeling my touch. I got up and
straddled him....sitting on his hard ass dick through his jogging pants. He closed
his eyes, unfolded his arms and gripped my ass and began to grind. His lips
parted slightly with moans seeping out of it like a song. I unzipped his jacket
and circled around his protruding nipples with my fingers. He gripped my ass
harder and grinded so hard that his hard dick hurt my clit ever so slightly.
He opened his eyes and spoke. “Kat...is this what you want...really? We
don’t
have to go there if you don’t want to...really.”
“I want you more now than I did when I first laid eyes on you.”, I whispered as I
leaned down to run my tongue across his nipples. His chest heaved with
excitement. He took a deep breath then grabbed the back of my head and kissed
me so passionately that my nectar was seeping onto his pants. It felt like a
dream. I had always imagined what it would be like with him, but nothing like
this.
He then sat me on the floor still exploring my mouth with his tongue. He stood
and pulled his pants down and his dick plopped against his stomach...hard like a
baseball bat and just as big. He hooked his thumbs in the top of my skirt and
slowly pulled it down around my ankles. He then sat back down and pulled me
to him between his legs. He unzipped my jacket and slid it off my shoulders and
let it hit the floor. I was exposed in the back of the beauty shop, but I didn’t care.
This
shit was erotic as hell.
Tre’von motioned for me to hop aboard his night stick. He lifted me off the
floor then helped me straddle him and ease down on the monster with one eye.
As my body took him in, his eyes went into the back of his head.
“Are you okay boo?”, I asked with a giggle. He didn’t respond as his eyes
stayed rolled up in the back of his head with the most pleasure filled _expression
on his face. He was at work and there was no time for chit chat. It was perfect
and I couldn’t breath between him holding me so tight and thrusting into my
body with such force.
“Shit...ma! You know how to ride this dick!”, he said as he sat back and
gripped my hips.
“You had doubts...baby? You know I have talents.”, I said with a smirk.
Tre’von’s breathing became heavy like a bull. He pulled me to him close as
possible with his arms wrapped around my body like an anaconda. He began to
ram my body down onto him with
tremendous force. Our fluids were splashing
every where as I held on for dear life. He then held me steady by my hips and
began to pump up into me. I took his face back into my hands to kiss him and
we remained lip locked until I felt the eruption coming. My body started to
seizure and I sucked the life out of Tre’s caramel filled lips.
“Awwwwww...fuck. ..girl! Sssssssssss. ...shit! What...you.. .got...in. ..there?!” , he
yelled with every plunge into my body.
I just wrapped my arms around his neck and continued to cum all down his
dick.
He placed one hand on the back of my neck and with the other he played with
my clit and whispered in my ear. “Let that shit go...Kat. Let me have all that
good juice.”
“Ahhhhhhhh... ssssssssss. ..fuuuuuuuuck! Got damn Tre’! What are you doing
to me?”, I yelled out at him, amazed at my prolonged cumming session as his
fingers milked every drop from my body forcing me to collapse onto his
body
breathing uncontrollably.
Tre’von was pleased with his performance. I could feel him smiling. We just sat
there holding each other as if we had been lovers for ever. We squeezed and
rocked...Tre’ rubbing my ass and I rubbing his waves. He then sat back and
looked into my eyes straight and with a smile of victory.
I had to know why was he so pleased with himself. “What? Why are you
smirking at me like that?”, I asked as we then heard a knock at the door. It was
his last client.
I tried to get up, but he held me down still looking into me. “Forget about that
for a second...tell me one thing.”
“What is it boy?”, I said trying to break his death grip on my waist to get up
because his customer was looking through the windows to see if anyone was still
there.
“Why did I have to play the victim to get your attention?”
“What do you mean?”, I replied as I stopped struggling to see where he was
going with
this.
“Kat...like I said back at my house....you wanted this dick but you always have
to feel like you’re in charge. So I played along with your game....I became the
wounded for you to devour.”
I jumped up off him, and the slap of his dick onto his leg sounded loud and
hard. He just sat there with that smirk still on his face. And I rushed to put my
clothes on because his customer’s knocks were getting impatient.
I looked at Tre’ with that same fire in my eyes I had back at my apartment
door.....the same resentment. “You mean to tell me... you went through this
whole day pretending to have forgotten about having me... just to have me?”
“Yes...ma’am. I played your game. I knew we were going to be together the
first time I laid eyes on you. I just had to figure you out....you’re a little bit more
complicated than any other female I’ve encountered. And when I figured you
wanted to be the one to start this thing...I
let you.”, he said slipping his pants up
on his hips and zipping his jacket.
Tre’s customer saw him when he stood up and stopped his tantrum on the
front door.
I was pissed with my hands on my hips and my jacket still unzipped...exposing
my breast still. “So this was just a game to you? Yo punk ass just wa...”
“Uh-huh! Don’t misunderstand me....I wanted you...and I knew we should be
together...I knew we had a lot to offer each other, but you wouldn’t take me
seriously because of my rep. So I decided to play your game.”
He moved close to me then took my face in his hands and kissed my nose and
zipped my jacket up. Then he continued with that smirk across his face, “Like I
said...you just mad because I got you before you got me. And now that I got that
good pussy....I know that I have you.”
Then he walked away to let his customer in and sat him in his chair to cut him
up. I just sat there on the bench in awe of
him. I was mad, but then I thought if
the muthafucka went to all that trouble to get some of me, I couldn’t hate on
‘em...just appreciate ‘em. A muthafucka beat me at my own game....oh well

^wow Im bored as fuck and Im still not gonna attempt to read all that..wtf is that a novel? lol