Patiently Waiting...

Patiently Waiting....

"I now present to you the Ridgewood High School graduating class of 2009."

Without any enthusiasm I threw my mortarboard into the air. I had graduated high school, a virgin. Damn it! This can't be life, as Pomp and Circumstance played and I exited the hot gymnasium of Ridgewood for the last time. I couldn't believe I was eighteen and still hadn't gotten any. Thanks to my damn parents and my damn prude of a girlfriend, Lisa. I had broke up with Lisa five months ago because I could clearly see we wanted two different things and right now I wanted SEX.

I found my mom and dad along with my brothers and sister waiting in a huddle as I stepped out. My mom gave me a tight hug and my damn shook my hand. My brothers dapped me and sister hug me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, "I'm proud of you baby boy."

Then I saw her, Genesis. Genesis was gorgeous; long black hair with honey-blond streaks, smooth brown skin, a sexy body, and a beautiful personality. We had been friends for over a year and we'd grown so close to each other. "Genesis!" She turned around as she heard me call her name. She came and gave me a tight hug, "Congrats James." As she pulled back I scanned her from top to bottom. She had hear hair pulled back into a long ponytail, a black tight-fitting strapless dress, a pair of high-heeled black pumps, and a long pearl necklace. She looked gorgeous. My mother interrupted my gaze by clearing her throat and asking, "So Genesis are you still joining us for dinner at Manny's?" "Yes ma'am at 5, right?" A look of disappointment spread across her face, "Yes it's at 5."

I shook my head, I knew why my mom's face took on that look. She didn't like Genesis for whatever reason, she still wanted me to be with Lisa. But Lisa and I weren't meant to be together, simply as that. I deeply cared about Genesis weather she she said it or not, I could tell they were mutual. "Well James, I'll see you there, okay?", she said as she walked away

My mom looked at me as she walked away, "Now James what your little friend has on was totally inappropriate for a graduation." "I think she looked pretty ma." "That's because she had all that damn skin showing. I know her momma raised her better than that or maybe not.", she said with pursed lips.

On that note I walked away and went over to take some pictures with my homeboys. This would be the last time I saw some of them, they were leaving Ridgewood today. To be honest I couldn't blame them, Ridgewood was a small hell-hole. I wish I could find a way to escape my parents. After I finish up taking pictures I headed for my car and to my surprise it was gone. It had been replaced with a black Tahoe with a big red and white bow on top of it, attached to the bow was a big card which read:

Congrats James

Love, Mom and Dad.

I couldn't believe it, this was my dream vehicle and here it was replacing my piece of crap Toyota I had putt-putted around town in since I got my license. "Surprise!" I turned and my family was standing there taking mad pictures of me as my dad handed me the keys. "Congrats son." I hugged my mom and told my parents thank you. I got into the driver's seat and checked it out; leather interior, satellite radio, navigation system, it was most definitely fully loaded. Damn a dude was in there.

I pulled out of parking lot and headed straight to Genesis' house. I didn't see her car parked in the yard so I called her, "Where you at?" "Trying to find you a gift." "You don't have to do that." "Yes I do, you got me a graduation gift. I have to return the favor." "If you say so." "Yup because I say so. But listen I'm going to see you at the party in a few, okay?" "Aight peace." "Peace."

I hung up my phone and looked at my watch it was already quarter till 5. So I headed towards the restaurant nobody had got there yet, so I waited for my parents to arrive. Once I got there we headed in together. My parents had rented out Manny's for the rest of the night. It was decorated in my favorite colors; black and silver. I didn't know who was coming besides Genesis, my mom had invited whomever she wanted to and I just let her. I had to fight her to allow Genesis to come. I greeted my guests as they arrived I patiently awaited the arrival of Genesis. I smiled as I saw her brand new black Honda Accord coupe pull up. She came and gave me a hug, "Hey I didn't think you were here I didn't see your car out front." "Yeah I got a new car for graduation." "Oh damn what you get?" I pointed to my Tahoe, "Damn I see you James. Well I know my gift ain't gon mean shit now." She said with a laugh. "Don't say that. As long as it's from you, I know I'm going to love it." "Cool." Genesis stuck a card in my hand and gave me a gift box. "I hope you like it."

I said, "I know I will." as looked deeply into her eyes. She was beautiful, my gaze only broke when she turned away. My mom had the brilliant idea to have assigned seating. She had sat Genesis with my kindergarten teacher and some of her other friends. People I knew Genesis didn't know, because I didn't know them. Genesis looked so uncomfortable. I tried to make my way to her but as soon as I started over, I felt a hand grab my arm. "Hey baby, how are you?" I turned around to see who it was I couldn't believe my eyes, it was Lisa and her parents. Lisa wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. "I miss you so much James." I pulled away from the hug and gave her a confused look.

Then I saw my mom floating over. "Hello Carl, hello Nina, well hey there Lisa. How are you?" "I'm fine., Mrs. Morgan" Lisa said with her eyes never leaving mine. I couldn't believe it when I found out my mom had sat them at the table with me. Lisa sat beside me and I felt her hand travel to my dick. I couldn't believe it, a few months ago she faint at the thought of doing such a thing. I bowed my hand as my preacher said a grace and invocation, then we ate, I looked over at Genesis who looked hurt and uncomfortable. I wanted to kiss her and hug her right then but I couldn't. My father stood up to say a few words, "Son your mother and I are so proud of you. You've accomplished great things throughout your years in elementary, middle, and finally high school. I know this success will follow you into college and beyond. So congrats to you." My father cleared his throat and continued, "I am so proud of you and Lisa both. Two young people with bright futures ahead of themselves as a couple..."

I couldn't believe it, my father knew Lisa and I were broken up. I hated how my parents tried to push me off unto Lisa. Just because her father was a big time judge and so was my father. Genesis' father and mother both were doctors. Her father was a cardiac surgeon and her mother was a pediatrictian. Genesis didn't come from trash, that's why I couldn't understand why my family didn't want me to be with her. I looked over at Genesis, I could see tears welling up in her eyes and I saw her grab her purse and make a hasty v-line towards the door. I looked at Lisa who had a devilish grin on her face.

As soon as I could I made my way towards the the door which was hard with so many people trying to congratulate me. My only thought was getting to Genesis and explaining the situation to her. As I opened the door to my truck I heard someone call my name. "Hey James wait up." I turned around and saw it was Lisa, "What's the big hurry James? Can't we talk?" She said as she pushed me against the side of my truck, she grabbed my dick with one hand and placed the other on the back of my neck and brought my face closer to her for a kiss. I pulled away.

"What in the hell has gotten into you Lisa?" "You, James. Well at least I hope so. I want you. I was bullshitting before but I want you. No fuck that, I need you." I had never heard Lisa curse, "Listen Lisa you're tripping. Let me go." "NO! I want you and whatever I want, I get." Umm well you are not getting me." A look of rage spread across Lisa's face as she grabbed my hands and placed it on her pussy. "You know you want this." "Uhhh no I don't, Lisa." Lisa pushed me away and stormed off, "Fuck you, James!" "I bet."

I got into my truck and locked the doors I shook my head. I couldn't believe Lisa was turned out like that. I headed towards Genius' house I was relieved when I saw only her car parked in her parents' driveway. I walked up and rung the doorbell. She cracked the door and nastily said, "What do you want?" "To be with you." "Get the fuck out. Don't you have a girlfriend?" "No me and Lisa have been broken up." "So why was your Dad tryna act like ya'll are the couple of the year then?" "I have no idea. My parents are just trying to force that thing to work. I don't want her Genesis, I want you. I've wanted you from the first moment I saw you at the 2008 Youth Empowerment Conference. You had on that grey suit, you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I knew I wanted to be with you at that exact moment."

Genesis had opened the door wide and I could see a tear rolling down her cheek. "Wow James I never knew you felt that way. I care deeply about you as well." I looked at her up and down she was wearing a white tank top and a pair of blue-plaid boxers. I felt my dick starting to stiffening as I saw her nipples become erect because of the breeze. "Can I come in Genesis?"

She said yes and she crossed her arms over here breasts. I sat down on her couch, "Ummm where's your mom and dad?" "My mom had an out of town sorority meeting she'll be back Sunday. My dad is gone to South Carolina with some of his college buddies to golf he'll be back Monday." "So it's just you?" "Yup just me and Gucci." Gucci was her Pomeranian who hated me.

"Oh damn where is Gucci?" "Sleep in her lil doggy bed." "Good." "But ummm James did you mean what you just said?" "Damn right I did." I looked into Genesis' eyes, "I want to be with you so bad, whenever I'm around everything is just so perfect. You are so beautiful and I just love being in your presence." "Wow that's beautiful. I never knew someone felt that way about me." "Well now you do." I brushed my hands across her cheek and looked into her eyes, they were mesmerizing. "Genesis I think I'm falling in love with you." "To be honest James I fell for you a while ago." And with that Genesis kissed me. I had patiently waited for this moment, I had dreamed about it and now it was actually happening. I placed my hand on the back of her head and pulled her closer, she felt so good and she smelled so good. I want to remember this moment forever.

My hands moved down to her waist as she placed her hands on the back of my neck. I pulled away from her, "What's wrong?" I didn't say anything I just pulled away long enough to stand up and put her legs up on the couch. I straddled myself between her legs and started back kissing her. I moved my kisses down to her neck, it turned me on so much to hear her moans. She wrapped her legs around me and grinded her body against mine. I felt my dick growing even harder, I lifted her shirt up revealing her beautiful breasts. I started kissing and sucking on them individually. She rubbed her hands across my head I moved down to her navel and licked and kissed across her stomach. I looked up at Genesis' face it looked as if she was in pure ecstasy. I started to pull at the waist band of her shorts with my teeth. I pulled them down to her knees and then took this off with my hands.

I spread her legs and started kissing and biting on her inner thigh. Genesis let out a scream of pleasure. "Do you like this Genesis?" "Damn right baby? Can't you tell?" I shrugged, "Yeah I guess." At that moment I became nervous, I realized I had no idea what I was doing. I mean I had watched some flicks, but the real thing was totally different. I hesitantly licked between the lips of her pussy. It tasted different than I imagined, but it tasted good. I spread her lips with my finger and started circling her clit with my tongue. Then I started flicking it with my tongue. She was so wet and that was turning me on so much. I wanted to be inside of her so bad, but I wanted to please Genesis. I wanted to let her know how I felt about her, it's one thing telling someone it's a whole nother to show them.

I moved my tongue in and out of her. I could hear her breathlessly saying my name. I felt her legs trembling as came. Her face was covered with a look of pain mixed with pleasure. I picked her up and took her upstairs to her bedroom. The lights were off but the moon gave everything a white glow. I laid Genesis down across her bed. I got on top of her, "Genesis I want you. I want us to make love tonight." Genesis didn't say anything, she just got on top of me and pulled off my tie, slowly unbuttoned my dress shirt, unbuckled my belt, and unzipped my pants. My dick was so hard it could probably cut glass. She ran her hand across it and smiled, "I like it. I like it very much." I blushed and said thanks.

She kissed me on the cheek, "Why are you blushing bay?" "Because..." I mumbled I'm a virgin. "You're a virgin James?" I looked away, "Yeah." "Ain't nothing wrong with that James. But are you sure you want to do this with me?" I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the neck, "Yes baby I'm sure. I've never been more sure about anything before in my life." "Ok if you say so baby."

"So how do you want to do this?" I shrugged my shoulders, "I want to be on top. I want to look into your face to see if I'm doing it right." "Well if you make love anything like how you eat pussy. We are going to be ok." I laughed, "Ok."

I watched as Genesis laid back on the bed, her legs spread wide, pussy glistening. I bit my bottom lip as I got on top of her. She placed her hands on the back of my neck, "I want you James. I want you right now." That was all the encouragement I needed, I guided my dick into her tight pussy. Damn this felt good as hell. I slowly started stroking in and out, in and out, until I caught a rhythm. I didn't know if Genesis was acting or if she was for real. But she was moaning like crazy and fingernails were gripping my back. She started grinding back on and that shit felt so good. "Oh shit James. I'm coming." I felt the walls of her pussy quiver on my dick. She most definitely couldn't fake that.

"Umm James can I get on top?" "Yeah baby sure." I laid down on the bed and was hypnotized as I watched Genesis grind on my dick. I placed my hands on her waist. She looked beautiful and I knew it my heart I didn't want that moment to end. As she speeded up I felt myself getting closer and closer to coming. Finally I exploded inside of her. She collapsed on my chest.

"Oh my god GenesisI love you." "I love you too." The moment was perfect, I could feel her heart beating against my chest. Damn, I had been so caught up I hadn't even realized my cellphone had been buzzing like crazy in my pants pocket I got up and retrieved it. I looked and saw it was my mom so I ignored it.

"James it's one in the morning. Don't you think you should go home?" "No I want to stay with you tonight baby."

I fell asleep with Genesis in my arms and dreamed about her all night. Damn it's true, good things do come to those who wait...

The Drought

The Drought

"Good morning Atlanta, today is going to be another scorcher. So please stay inside unless you have to be out there."

I rolled my eyes as I heard the weather forecaster cheerily say those words like one-hundred degree weather was the ish. I rolled out of bed covered in sweat from the night before. I hated waking up sweaty but I hated waking up with a sore throat and stuffy nose even more from the AC blowing all night. I headed into the shower and turning on the cold water letting it run for a few minutes then I turned on the hot.

I pulled on breezy white dress and a pair of white rimmed shades as I headed out the house and to work. I damn near fainted as soon as I hit the street. This heat was unforgiving and to make matters worse this was the third straight week of it and to top it all off we were in a drought. Jesus, jesus, jesus; the city was talking about shipping water in from other places. This crap was ridiculous. Forget the city of Atlanta's drought, the body of Joya's drought was way more severe; a year and three months, twenty days and counting. Oh the humanity!

I breathed a sigh of relief when I walked into my office and felt the cool breeze from the AC hit me. As I slowly made my way to my office, I heard the bane of my existence, Geoffery call my name. Geoffry was a co-worker who I had made the fatal mistake of dating a few years back ever since then he had been on straight stalker mode. I had given him the coochie one time and his dick game was tragic . I mean if sex was record sales this guy probably wouldn't even go double plastic. I'm dead serious.

"Yes Geoffery?", I said with so much annoyance you could feel it. Geoffery let a serpentine smile spread across his face, "Well a good morning would have sufficed." "Ugh! What do you want?" "Umm well I wanted to see if we could maybe go out this weekend or something?" "Ummmm, no thanks I have plans." "Whatever Joya I'm sick of you fading me." "Fading you?" "You faded yourself, homie."

And with that I proceeded to my office. I swear I heard Geoffery mumble bitch under his breath. Whatever! I sat down with a sigh at my desk. I had been in the music industry for eight years. I was currently an A&R for So Phat Records, I had a meeting with my artist Louie Boy at ten o' clock. Which in Louie's world that would be around twelve o'clock. It never failed he worked two hours behind everyone else's time.

I started skimming and scanning through my e-mails to see if I saw anything of interest. Nope! I returned a few calls and then listened to a few artists' demo to see if I heard anything of interest. Hmmm, I heard some potential. I really wanted to take a nap, but I knew my boss had a penchant for liking to randomly check in on his employees. I started to think about my sexual predicament. For the past year and a half or so my career had been on the fast pace. I had worked my way up from the grunt work to having an actual office and I had really started to bring in some really talented artists. But while I had been on my constant hustle I had really neglected my personal life. Breaking up with my boyfriend of five years is what sent me into career overdrive. Now I had no real dating prospects and was slowly becoming a spinster. Damn lord why me? But I'm refusing to sing that why can't I have it all song, so many career-oriented women seem to like. I was determined to have it all; a family, a banging career, and a cherry red Benz coupe, which I already had.

Finally, around twelve thirty I could hear Louie Boy and his loud, obnoxious entourage making their way down the hallway into the conference room. Then my office phone rang, I picked it up grimacing at the message I knew the receptionist was about to deliver. "Ms. Clark Louie Boy and his management team are here for their meeting." "OK, thanks."

I exhaled heavily as I opened the door the conference room. Louie Boy had his Nikes propped up on top of the $35,000 mahogany conference table. "Good afternoon, gentlemen." "What's good shawty.", I acted like I didn't hear him.

I walked to the front of the room and tried to keep Louie from burning a whole through me with his eyes. I didn't see how this joker had all the women going wild. He had wild dreadlocks, had replaced his actual teeth with gold, diamond encrusted ones, his body was covered in hideous prison tattoos, he couldn't put a sentence together to save his life, he talked like he had a mouth full of marbles, and my list could go on for days but I'll stop it right there.

"Well today gentlemen we are here to talk about the songs for Louie's upcoming album. To be honest, I saw a lot of good, but I saw just as much bad. I felt it was too much filler and not enough of the hunger he came with on his first CD. I mean yeah a few money and girls songs are good. But I feel the streets want to hear another Fed Time or another Lookout." Louie looked at me as if I had just spit in his face.

He then hopped up from his desk chair, "Uhhh who the fuck is you to talk about my shit?" I looked at him with disbelief, "Who am I? Nigga I'm the one who took the time to listen to your demo, when nobody was checking for your ass. So I suggest you calm the fuck down and you will find your ass right back at Mickey D's on the grill." And with that remark Louie returned right back to his chair, good boy.

A meeting which should only have taken an hour ran for the next three and a half hours only coming to an end because Louie had a court hearing for violating probation after being caught with a gun. Ugh! Niggas, niggas, niggas. You can take them out of the ghetto, but you can't take the ghetto out of them. Louie's first CD went five times platinum, why in the hell couldn't he just hire somebody to carry his gun. THINK PEOPLE!

I could feel a tension knot growing in the back of my neck. I needed a massage, ASAP. Around five o' clock I hit the streets of ATL. The nightlife in Atlanta was the shit, hands down. I headed home to get prepared for the night's festivities. Anjelle, a singer from So Phat Records was having her album release party. Even though I hated industry parties her manager Tony Chaluatte was my homeboy.

I went home and changed into a tight-fitting red dress with silver jewelry. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail. Hot ass club plus the humidity outside would have been murder on my hairstyle, so I decided to take an L on the hair department.

As I walked out of my house I could see the dark sky and could hear thundering. I didn't even get my hopes up for rain, this happened all the time. It hadn't really rained in over six months. Even though it was almost ten o' clock the air was still sticky hot. As I pulled up outside the club the line was thick and all the way around the corner, niggas galore.

I pulled up outside of the club and walked right past the line, straight to the door. I gave the doormen my name and I was so in there. The music was thumping, bodies were moving, and having a good time. I made my way to VIP and sat down and ordered a drink. There were a lot of fine guys in the place, but the all fell into three different categories; the wanna-be rappers, the fake ballers, or the fake professional.

Since I had moved to ATL, that's the only kind of guys I had met. I sipped on my Appletini as I surveyed the scene. Anjelle hit the stage and started performing her hit song, "Love Again". I was lost in the song, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Excuse me miss is this seat taken?" Without looking, I quickly said no. "She's really talented isn't she?", the voice said again. I finally decided to look over, and what stood before me was a chocolate deluxe surprise, "Yes she really, is. I see Grammys in her future."

"Most definitely, by the way I'm Roland.", he extended his hand. "Hi, I'm Joya. Nice to meet you Roland." Roland had a nice low cut, a sexy smile that had character because of the slight gap between his teeth, his lips looked almost silky, his navy-blue Armani suit fit him just right, and his height was a major turn-on as well.

I started bopping my head to the music. "So Joya what do you do?" "I'm in A&R for So Phat." "Oh cool that's what's up." "What about you?" "I'm an investment banker." "Cool, no Bernie Madoff tho right?" Roland chuckled at my corny joke, "Definitely not." "Good....So umm what brings you out to this event?" "I'm a big fan of Anjelle's plus my homeboy had an extra VIP pass." "Cool, cool. So are you from here?" "Yup ATL born and raised. What about you?" "Nah I'm an Army Brat I bounced around, I went to college at UNC, did some public relations stuff in North Carolina for a company. Then my cousin convinced me to move here, so here I am." "Yup and I'm so glad you are." He said with a smile as his eyes wondered my body from head to toe, then resting on my ample breasts. "

His gaze sent heat through my body, at that moment I realized I wanted him bad, really bad. I decided to break the silence that had come between us, "So do you want a drink?" "Yeah sure a Rum and Coke" I got the waitress' attention as she passed. "A rum and coke as well as one Blue Motorcycle."

Our conversation lasted until the fire Marshall came to shut the club down. Roland walked me out to my car. We exchanged numbers, "I'm going to call you when I get home, kay??" "Yeah that's cool."

Coincidentally we were parked right beside each other and that is when I saw his car a black BMW 750 with dark five percent tight. "Ummm do you stay in a townhouse?" "Ummm yeah how do you know?" "Because you are my next door neighbor." "Wow are you serious?" "Yeah, you haven't been over there long have you." "No I haven't." I shook my head at my newest revelation.

We got into our cars and headed home. As I pulled into my parking space and saw Roland was just pulling up as well. I smiled at him and said "Goodnight neighbor.", as I headed into my townhouse. I kicked off my Christain Louboutins at the door and headed up stairs to my shower. The thunder shook my house so hard it felt like an earthquake at that moment I wish I had a body close to me to protect me and chase away my fear.

I took a quick shower, took off my makeup, and put on a short black lace nightgown. I turned on my television and one of my favorite movies was on. I got so deep into the movie it startled me when the power went off. I reached into my nightstand and pulled out my flashlight. I was scared out of my mind, my house was completely dark. I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard a knock at my door. I mumbled what the fuck as I put on my bathrobe and grabbed my baseball bat. I went downstairs and looked through my peephole and could barely make out the face of Roland. I quickly opened the door, "What's going on?",

"Is your power out too, Joya?" "Yeah, you want to come in?" "Sure." Roland was wearing a pair of Ralph Lauren pajama pants and a white tight-fitting v-neck t-shirt, I could make out the outline of his tight body through the shirt. He sat down on my couch and propped his feet up on the ottoman. I grabbed the matches I kept on my coffee table and quickly lit my candles I kept throughout my living room.

"Umm Roland would you like some wine?" "Yeah that would be great." "Is Pinot Grigo, okay?" "Yeah that's cool." I poured us each a glass and sat down in the love seat across from him. "Ugh this is terrible.", I said as the house shook with the rumble of thunder. "It's not so bad we're here together." "Yeah I guess." "Joya are you scared?" "No, I'm fine. I'm okay." "You're most definitely fine, but I don't think you're okay. You're shaking." I hadn't realized until that moment I was trembling like a leaf in the wind, I wrapped my arms around myself and sighed. "To be honest I'm scared of thunder and lightning. Silly, right?" "No it isn't silly, it's okay."

"This is crazy all this lightning and wind, but no rain." "Yeah the weather has been real weird this year." "Yeah it has been. We need some rain ASAP because this no car washing thing is killing me. My baby is sitting out there dusty as hell." Roland laughed, "Mine too." My heart skipped a beat as Roland joined me on the love seat.

"I just realized something, we've done all this talking and I don't even know if you have a man or not." "I'm single. What about you?" "I'm single. I just can't believe you're single." "And why is that?" "You are gorgeous, successful, independent, and smart." "That's the problem, I got too caught up in my career to be able to have a real relationship with anyone. But why are you single?" "Probably the same reason. I neglected my girl so I could push my career to where I wanted it to be." "Word I can most definitely relate."

At that moment our eyes made contact and it was beautiful his eyes reflected the flames of the candle. I didn't want to say another word, I stepped out on a limb and kissed him. He didn't deny me, his return my kiss with passion and hunger for more. His hands moved from my shoulders down to my waist and finally came to a rest on my ass. I placed my hands on the back of his neck and pulled him closer. He quickly untied my robe and pushed it off my shoulders. He then pushed the straps of my nightgown down exposing my breasts, he gently. I pulled away and got on top of him. I placed gentle kisses from his lips down to his neck, it turned me on hearing his breaths quicken in my ear. I pulled his shirt over his head and examined his perfect chocolate body. I placed kisses on his smooth chocolate chest and licked his tight rippling abs.

Roland palmed my breasts and kissed them then he started sucking and biting on my nipples. The pleasure was so intense, in this moment I was getting the attention my body truly and deeply craved. My pussy was quickly becoming wet and I could feel Roland's dick stiffening through the material of his pants. I gently nibbled on his ear and listened as he moaned. I whispered in his ear, "Let's go upstairs."

Roland picked me up and carried me to my king size bed which had burgundy silk sheets on it. He gently laid me down and spread my legs. He ran his soft, long fingers across my freshly waxed pussy, he slid a finger inside of me and took it out and tasted it. "Delicious." He started to kiss my inner thighs and he worked his way up to my lips were he passed a passionate kissed on them. I pulled at the waistband of his pants pulling them down. I smiled a devilish grin when I realized he wasn't wearing underwear either. His manhood was beautiful, long, and chocolate. I ran my finger across the shaft and around the head. His quivered at the sensation.

I whispered to him, "I want you inside of me right now." "Your wish is my command." I quickly reached into my nightstand and pulled out a condom. I slowly placed it on his dick. I bit my bottom lip as Roland place my legs over his shoulder and I felt him entered me. I placed my hands on the back of his head and caught the rhythm of his stroke. As he stroked deeper I moaned louder drowning out the thunder and the winds. My hands gripped his neck tighter and tighter the closer I came to my climax, he was his my G-Spot just right doing things a toy could never dream of doing.

It seemed like the more intense we got the more intense the storm got. Finally, I heard rain I couldn't believe it but rain was falling for the first time in more. As I came, I instructed Roland to lay down on the bed. I got on top of him and rode him. Moving my hips in sync with his body. His eyes damn near rolled back in his head. I gripped pussy muscles on his dick I could see the hair stand up on his arms. Roland palmed my ass, as I rode him to an orgasm. I collapsed on his chest as he we came together.

We started to kiss again passionately before I knew it Roland had me pinned up against the wall with my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. We were going at it so hard it knocked one of my pictures off the wall. Roland didn't slow down as I came, it just made him go even harder. Damn, this must be heaven.

We collapsed on the floor as Roland came, I got on all fours as Roland started hitting it from the back and he pulled my hair. My appetite was unsatisfiable and Roland's seemed to be as well.

We fucked our way over every inch of my bed room and ended up in my shower. I couldn't believe it as I saw the sun rising on the horizons. I awoke in Roland's arm. I got up and looked out of my bedroom window the world had a beautiful fresh glow from the rains of the night before. I

Sorry for the delay..

Hey young world, I'm sorry it has taken me so long to post another story. But I have been throughly busy with school and family. Plus I've been dealing with alot of personal issues as of the late. My latest edition is, Owner of a Lonely Heart. You know the routine, check it out and tell me what you think dahoneyhive@yahoo.com or on Yahoo IM honey_kisses86...

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Owner of a Lonely Heart

Owner of a Lonely Heart

Right now I feel as if I'm alone and just being straight up ignored by you. I'm sick of crying tears at night, but I'm by myself. My heart belongs to you, but I can't put up with your shit anymore. I'm sorry but I have to keep it moving.

I read the words after I have slowly and methodically tapped them out onto the screen of my Blackberry. A tear rolled down my cheek as I reread them. I had cared deeply for Joaquin since the first time we had talked. I felt we were kindred spirit in this crazy world. But as time progressed things between Joaquin and I had slowly disintegrated . We went from talking for hours on end, to never talking at all, only through text messages if even through that much.
I sighed as I comtemplated sending the text message. Finally, I decided against it. Sending a text message to break up with someone was just plain tacky. I cleared the screen and called Joaquin. When I almost automatically got sent to voicemail I wasn't even surprised anymore. I pressed three and went on to leave my message with a voice full of tears. My chest was burning and my head was pounding. I was still trying to rap my mind around what went wrong. I didn't smother Joaquin, I let him do his thing. I wasn't jealous. I just really didn't understand what went wrong.

I picked up a cardboard box filled with things from Joaquin or things I had borrowed from him. A Pirates fitted, a Coogi T-shirt, a few mixtapes, and Malcom X's biography. I grabbed my purse and my keys and headed out the door. I threw the box into the backseat of my car and headed towards Joaquin's crib.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I pulled up to Joaquin's apartment complex and his car wasn't there. However, I did see his roommate Malik's car outside. I grabbed the box and went up to the front door, and rung the doorbell. I could hear Malik moving behind the door and finally the door swung open. I tossed the box into Malik's arms and through tears I shouted, "Give this to Joaquin" and took off running down the stairs back to my car. But Malik was hot on my heels, "Judah what in the hell is wrong with you?" Malik questioned as he tightly grabbed my arm. "Your roommate is what is wrong!"

"Calm down, Judah." "Malik, why doesn't Joaquin not give a fuck about me anymore? Tell me that!" Malik looked as if he was really thinking about the question, "Listen Judah do you want to talk about this or something? Like go around the corner to Gary's or something?" I thought about it for a moment, "Umm okay." "OK, well let me go throw a shirt on and we can go. Cool?" "Yeah that's cool."

Gary's was a little quiet bar and restaurant down the block from Joaquin's apartment. Malik and I walked the distance, our walk was silent but I could tell he wanted to ask me something. Malik was most definitely fine, he was about 6'3, brown-skin, blessed with sexy fulls lips and a smile that would make you melt if you weren't careful, dreadlocks that hung to his shoulders, and sexy tattooed arms. He had a sexy southern accent from growing up in Louisiana.

We sat down and grabbed a corner table in Gary's. We sat silently for a few minutes, "What's going on Judah?" I shook my head as I thought about the question, "Malik I wish I could tell you. I mean Joaquin and I started off so strong, you know? I don't know what has happened since now and then. Instead of getting stronger, we have just gotten weaker and weaker. I'm so like what the fuck right now. " Malik nodded his head as I spoke, "I mean Judah I can't really speak on you and Joaquin except to say this. Joaquin is and was a player. I was happy as hell for him, when ya'll got together because I thought maybe he was finally ready to settle down but then I feel he went back to his old ways. I hate to say this but I think he got bored with the whole relationship thing, ya dig?" I wiped a tear away from my cheek, "But Malik, why couldn't he just tell me that? Today I woke up with my eyes swollen from crying all night because he stood me up last night for dinner. And when I tried to call him he had the balls to send me right to voicemail. Joaquin just made me feel so lonely and empty. I'm so sick of his shit."

"Judah, listen I'm sorry things have ended up like this between ya'll but Joaquin is my boy I really can't speak negative against him. But I'm going to say this much, you are beautiful, smart, ambition, and sexy. You are going to find the one for you."

I don't know if it was my second Blue Motorcyle talking or what but I looked into Malik's sexy brown eyes and then down at his full lips, and I knew I had wanted it opps I meant to say him. It had been a month and three weeks since I had last had sex. Joaquin stopped even acting like he wanted to have sex with me. Nothing I had done for the last three months had been good enough for him; I didn't fuck good enough, I didn't dress good enough, I didn't look good enough, I didn't cook good enough, nothing I did was fucking good enough for him.

"Thanks Malik, I appreciate that." "No problem, Ju." I called the waitress over to get the check. I reached into my purse for my debit card, but Malik gently touched my hand with his. At that moment I swear I felt electricity course through my body. "Nah Judah please let me get it, you've had a bad enough day already." I let a small smile spread across my face, "Thanks. Let me leave the tip at least." "Cool, cool."

Once we got up I realized how tipsy I actually was. "Umm Judah I don't think you need to drive home." "I can make it." "No you can't. Let me drive you home."

As we got back to the apartment, Joaquin still wasn't there. Malik took the keys to my car and got into the driver's seat. "How are you going to get home?" "I can take the bus." "Oh okay." As we pulled up into my driveway, Malik noticed my porch light was out. "Let me walk you to your door, Judah." "I can make it." "Nah let me walk you, you know that guy is on the lose." "Oh please I got something for that fool if he tries to fuck with me." I said as I pulled my pepper spray out my purse. Malik burst out laughing, "Oh yeah that will work great against his knife." "Oh shut up." I said with a giggle.

Malik got out and walked me to my door. I looked up and into his eyes, "Umm Malik thanks for everything. I really appreciated it, whether you know it or not." Malik touched my arm, "No problem, Judah, anytime you need me you got the number." Suddenly a thick silence filled the air, I decided to make my move, it was either now or never. I wrapped my arms around his neck and bought his face closer to mine. When our lips touched I thought my eyes were going to roll back in my head. His lips felt just that good, I thought Malik was going to pull away but instead he pulled me closer. His hands moved from my arms down to the bottom of my ass cheeks, followed by him grabbing them. I ran my fingers through his dreads and placed my hand on the back of his head.

I pulled away long enough to unlock my door. I pulled Malik into my apartment by the collar of his shirt. I kicked my sandals off at the door and slammed into. I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. I pushed him down onto my bed and got on top of him. I looked down into his eyes and I could see he wanted me as bad as I wanted him. I slowly ran my tongue across the tattoo of a name on his neck. He was palmed my ass through the thin material of my dress. I could feel his dick stiffening through his True Religion jeans. I could feel Malik feeling for the clasp on the back of my halter top dress, once he unhooked it my dress fell to my waist, leaving my breasts bare, revealing my twin nipple rings.

Malik bit his bottom lip as he made this discover, then a smile spread across his face. He ran palmed my breasts and then pulled me down so he could give each of them special attention. He ran his tongue from one to the other. I let out a faint moan, as my desire for him grew. I hadn't realized how much my body needed this attention until this very moment. Malik flicked his tongue from one nipple to the other, I couldn't believe it when I came from that alone. I got up long enough to let Malik kick off his shoes and take off his shirt, revealing his tatted chest and arms. All the tattoos read the same thing in my mind: fuck me.

I looked at the growing bulge in his pants and I knew I was in for a hell of a night. Malik grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He pulled my dress down over my hips, revealing the fact I had opted not to wear panties today. Malik eyes met my gaze, as I ran my foot across his chest and motioned with my finger for him to come closer. Malik slowly started kissing my calves making his way up to my inner thighs. Malik made circles with his tongue along my thighs. My legs began to shake with anticipation. Malik preceded to eat my pussy like it was his last meal. My hand gripped the back of his head. I screamed out in pleasure as I came back to back. By the time Malik was done, my head was spinning.

I pulled Malik down on the bed with me. I quickly unbuckled his pants and threw them to the floor. I pulled his boxers down revealing exactly what I had been fiending for. I ran my tongue from the base to the tip. I slowly took it into my mouth and started bobbing my head up and down. I looked up at the Malik face an expression of pure ecstasy spread across it. I twirled my tongue around his dick, making him quiver as he came.

I ran my tongue across his chest, tracing his tattoo of a cross. I could feel his dick hardening against my thigh. Malik picked me up and laid me on my back and got on top of me, kissing me on my neck down to my navel and back. I bit my bottom lip as he entered me and placed my hands on the back of his neck. As he stroked in and out of me I made direct eye contact with him. Malik and I felt so perfect, my moans grew louder and louder as my orgasm came closer. My legs shook as a wave of energy coursed through my body.

I got on top of Malik and started riding him. I moved my hips in a rhythmic motion, while Malik had his arms tightly around my waist. His eyes never left mine. The only noise in the room was our panting and the bed spring squeaking.

Malik gripped me tighter as he came. I found myself collasping on his chest. Both of us were covered in sweat. I got up and headed to the shower, followed by Malik. Inside the shower, Malik pinned me up against the wall of the shower and wrapped my legs around his waist. Before I knew it my fingernails were digging into his back. I let go because I knew that wasn't the business.

Finally, Malik and I ended up back in bed once the shower ran cold. I cuddled up with Malik to stay warm. Then our moment was interupted by my cell phone ringing to Joaquin's ringer. I thought deeply before answering the phone, I picked up and didn't say a word. I could hear Joaquin's voice on the other, "Hello? Hello? Judah are you there?" "I'm here Joaquin what do you want?" "What the fuck is going on? First I get your voicemail, then I get home and I have a box of shit here you borrowed from me. What's the deal Judah?" "This is the deal, Joaquin. Fuck you!" "What do you mean fuck you?" "Joaquin I gave you everything I possibly could to make you happy and it just wasn't good enough plain and simple. I'm moving on with my life, you do the same thing, please."

Malik sat up in the bed and listened to the conversation. He rubbed my arm trying to calm me down. I pressed the end button midway through Joaquin's angry rant. Malik pulled me closer and slowly kissed me. "Good night baby." I cut my phone off after Joaquin calling back three times.

Malik and I ended up making love three more times before the sun came up. I had realized how neglected I had truly been until this night.

Introducing Dangerously In Love

I started working on my first book, Dangerously In Love in 2006. It is still a work in progress but I would like to share it with you. Here's the rundown:
Meet Acsha a sexy, yet naïve teenager. She is well aware to the ills of the world, but her number one goal in life is to get money, not mad. At the tender age of sixteen she meets a dangerous yet seductive drug dealer named Marco. Marco is everything she thought she ever wanted out of a man; rich, powerful, attractive, and loyal. Acsha and Marco fall head over heels in love with each other. Marco is a killer there is no denying that. Acsha is faithful as she can be, but at times temptation becomes a mother. Secrets build up between the two as the relationship progresses. She and Marco plan to wed, but outside forces want to bring their love affair to an end. Will they make it?

Dangerously In Love
By: Honey “Kisses”
Chapter 1 Dreams of Being Rich
Acsha
I always wanted to live the glamorous life. I looked at the women in magazines and on television. Those women had on the Gucci clothes, Prada clothes, and the Manolo Blahnik shoes like it wasn’t over three hundred dollars for whatever they had on. They had everything a woman could want out of life. I made a conscious decision at age fourteen that I was going to live that life at any means necessary. I was serious; I wanted to live quite comfortable. Two years after that I met Marco Mills. Marco was some local nigga doing his thing in the drug game, even though he was only twenty-two years old. I had noticed him around before, but I had been in a relationship at that point. I met him at a football game. I was out these as usually frontin’ like I had a million bucks to throw away. One of my friends came and grabbed me and said "Girl, Marco checking you out you’d better go and talk to him", I looked at her like she was stupid. None of those dudes out there want my crazy ass. But just the same I looked over in his direction in was the first I’d really paid attention to him. He was tall maybe about six foot five inches, he had beautiful brown eyes that were the color of maple syrup, smooth milk chocolate skin, and pretty jet black hair cut close with waves. He had the perfect facial structure strong jawbone, sexy luscious lips, pretty almond shaped eyes, perfect teeth, and the smile that matched. You might not believe this but for two minutes after seeing him, I don’t think I could breathe. After I looked at him I noticed he was checking me. He smiled at me, I smiled back he was hanging out with a couple of his boys a few of them I knew. But he was the only one I wanted to know.
My friend Mesha looked at me and said "Acsha, you need to holla at ol’ boy he checkin’ you out hard over there!” I just looked at her with a look of insecurity and said, "You think?” I looked at the football game for a little while, my school was winning by two points. My ex-boyfriend Terrell had scored most of the touchdowns. Terrell and I had ended on terrible terms. We had broken up, because he had a thousand groupies from schools all over the damn place.
I got sick of the shit, so I decided it was time to move on with my life. Terrell had been my first sexual partner. We only did it once, the week before we broke up. It was good a night to remember. When the game had three minutes left on the clock. My cousin Anthony came over to me and told me he had a friend he wanted me to meet. I asked who, but he said, don’t worry about it just bring my ass own. I wasn’t surprised when I got to the back of the bleachers and saw that it was Marco. Once Anthony delivered me to Marco, he left just as quickly as he came. I nervously said hi to him, in return he said what’s up. I was looking him from up to down. He much taller than me I was only 5'2. He had on a white on white New Era Yankee’s fitted with a sky blue NY symbol, a white and sky blue Bathing Ape shirt, and a pair of Evisu jeans. Everything he had on matched perfect. He had one diamond stud in his left ear and a platinum chain with a platinum and diamond crucifix on his neck. I knew the real deal from the fake and his jewels had to be a couple of thousands dollars or maybe even more. He snapped me out of my eyeing when he said, "What’s your name shorty?” I quietly replied Acsha, "Oh, Acsha that’s a pretty name but the real reason I called you over here is because I had peeped you around before and had noticed your style and you are just sexy as a mutha, I’m going to be straight up do you have a man, cause I’m tryin’ to see what’s good with us doing something?” I was shocked I could tell it took a lot for him to say that to a girl. I smiled and said "Thanks, and nah I don’t have a man and I think you sexy too, yeah it would be cool if we went out sometimes". He said "cool" and passed me his cell phone and told me to put my digits in it. I gave him my home number and my cell number. He gave me his info in return. Then we parted and went our separate ways. My friends looked at me when I got back like I’d just won a million dollars. Vivian started screaming and said "Girl, you got the perfect nigga now, he a big time baller he can take you where you wanna go".
I just looked at them and laughed I didn’t know what type of dude he was so I wasn’t going to get all geeked over him. He might just have been trying to hit and quit, but I wasn’t down for that type of shit either you with me or you aren’t, ain’t no in between with me. When I was leaving the game my girls and me walked past Marco and his crew. I felt an arm grabbed my waist and turn me around, and I face to chest with him. I looked and smiled, he said "Babygirl, I know you not gonna leave the game with out giving me a hug.” I said nah and gave him a nice quick hug, he leaned down and whispered ‘I’m going to call you tonight" in my ear.
Feelings his warm breath against my neck sent shocks through my body. I just smiled and said aight and walked away, trying to play it off. On my way to drop my friend Natalie off, I was just thinking could it really be something between him and me. I looked at Natalie and said "Nat, do you think something can get to poppin’ between me and Marc-O, Natalie said "Yeah, I mean cause he fly and you fly and together you two can fly high" then she bust out laughing. Natalie was always saying some dumb shit. But she also kept it real, she turned and said "On the real tho, yeah he fine, ya’ll would make a good couple, but he might have your ass going around tight cause you know he making that money and bitches on him like flies to honey, but as long as you take it with a grain salt it would be all good". I said yeah I guess you’re right. Even though Natalie was talking prematurely I liked the idea of being Marco Mills’ wifey the Bonnie to his Clyde. Once I dropped Natalie off, I drove to Texaco, went in and brought a bag of chips, and a Sprite, I got some gas too. I hated looking at the numbers rolling on the screen on the gas pump. By the time I was done filling my car up it was thirty-five dollars. Once I paid for my chips, soda, and gas I was broke all I had left was five dollars. Even though I had a Honda gas still costed me. That shit had me tight. I drove home the rest of the way listening to a mix CD I’d burned earlier that day. It was early fall so it was nice and cool outside just the way I liked it.
When I pulled up into my driveway, I wasn’t surprised to see the porch light and the indoor kitchen light still on. My grandma always made sure I got home safe; cause shit was real out in the streets. When I got in the house I went to my room and started changing into my nightclothes.

Sorry

Hey world, I know you guys are probably disappointed in me but the truth is since my school year has restarted I've been super busy dealing with my schedule which does not have a computer class,sadly :-( . So I write when I can which is very rare. I promise to have a new story up in a few days.I promise to keep you updated.

STAY UP.

And as always love Honey!!! ::muah::

My African Prince

My African Prince

“Jazmine have you seen the new guy?” “What new guy?” I said in response to Helen’s question, “The new guy from Cali he is fine.” “Word, he is?” “Girl yes he is about five-ten, brown skin, sexy voice, stylish, cute smile, kind of on the pretty boy side but he could still get it.” She said with a sneaky smile.

“You nasty girl.” “At least somebody is because you sure aren’t these days.” “Girl don’t remind me, this not getting any thing is killing me.” “Girl it’s killing me. You coming into work all crabby and shit.” “Shut up.”

I didn’t need anybody to remind me of my dick deprivation. Since Keem and I had taken a break I had been going home at night to a cold bed and a hot pussy.

“Girl, girl, girl there he go.” She said as she pointed a finger to a slim brown skin guy who had just walked into the office. He was sharply dressed in a Ralph Lauren suit and Italian dress shoes. He walked over to me and Helen’s shared work area. He extended his hand to me, “I don’t think we have been introduced. Marian Christison and you are?” “Jazmine Oliver.” He stared me up and down in my tight black form fitting wrap dress revealing a bit of cleavage.

Marian licked his lips as his hand lingered on mine a bit too long for my liking and I quickly retracted it. Marian continued to molest me with his eyes. I most definitely wasn’t feeling him.

I sat back down at my desk and went back to typing on my proposal for a new fragrance. Helen squealed like a school girl as soon as Marian was out of ear shot, “Girl ain’t he fine?” “Don’t even play yourself Helen. He ain’t all that.” “Girl your lack of dingaling has you tripping. He is fine.” “It’s just too much of him for me..” Helen flashed another horny smile, “I wonder is there a lot of him somewhere else as well.” “Shut up freak. I ain’t even trying to look at him like that.” “Whatever.”

I typed away and racked my brain over ideas for a slogan and commercials. I worked into the late night. Helen had long since left to get off to her “hot” date. So I was alone working hard as usual.

“I see I’m not the only one burning the late night oil.” I was startled to turn around and see Marian leaning against my doorframe. I didn’t feel comfortable being alone in there with him, “Oh no I was just about to leave.” I said as I reached for my briefcase. “Don’t hurry, I want to talk to you.” I peaked my eyebrow, “About what?” “Me and you.” “I’m sorry, me and you?” “Don’t play crazy you know you want me.” Anger coursed through my veins, “Excuse me? I don’t flatter yourself Marian.”

Marian puffed his chest, “I don’t flatter myself. A lady as fine as you needs a man like me. So bend over and let me hit that.” I got up from my desk and couldn’t believe it when I looked at his crotch and this fool had the nerve to have a hard on with his little two inch dick. I grabbed my briefcase and headed out the door.

Marian blocked my exit, “Don’t be fronting bitch you want me.” I pushed his arm out the way and headed for the elevators. I quickly pressed the down button and got in.

I couldn’t believe the audacity of this dude. I shook my head as I got into my car and headed home.
The next day at work Marian shot me a mean look as I came into the office. I returned the look without a second thought. I headed to my office and saw Helen was sitting at her desk nursing a chamomile tea, which meant she had a long night. “Long night I see.” “Girl don’t talk I’m hung over like a muthafuckas.” I nodded my head, “I see.”

I sat down to my desk and took my laptop out. I started working on my proposal. I was satisfied with my work and hoped my boss would be as well. I opened my e-mail, the first e-mail I had from my boss was titled, Let’s Welcome Our Latest Team Members. Members, who there were more pigs where Marian came from. I opened the e-mail:

Let’s welcome Marian Christison of Chicago, Illonois to the team as well as Gaven Sinclair of South Africa.

The e-mail went on to give brief work history of both new team members. I was curious to see Mr. Sinclair. He was a photographer, writer, and an author. While Marian was just a second rate wannabe ad exec.

Also included in the e-mail was the fact we had a staff meeting at ten-thirty. Which meant I had to make my proposal then. I quickly prepared my slide show and my bulletin board.

Helen was too fucked up to attempt to speak so I would let her play the silent partner role. I headed into the boardroom at ten-fifteen and I instantly just saw him. He was tall, dark, and regal. Skin like black velvet, eyes like shining black diamonds, a strong jawbone, strong hands, beautiful exotic features, and most importantly he had a presence.

I spoke to my boss Mr. Ransom. “Good morning, Jazmine. Is that presentation ready?” “Of course it’s ready, Mr. Ransom.” I said with my signature grin. “That’s my girl. But Jazmine I would like to introduce you too Mr. Gaven Sinclaire..”

Gaven stood and his presence intoxicated me, “Gaven Sinclair, Jazmine Oliver. Jazmine Oliver, Gaven Sinclair.” Gaven took my hand and to my surprise he bowed and kissed it, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. Oliver.” I was grinning like a silly teenager, “The pleasure’s all mine.” Gaven stood up right. I checked him out he was rocking the hell out of an Ozwald Boateng suit.

I took my seat directly across from Gaven. I was studying him, then I saw Marian come in. He shot me another mean glare I returned it again. Marian and I were going to bump heads there was no doubt about that. But I returned my attention to Gaven yet again. His lips were a beautiful compliment to his face and his skin tone. Right then I felt it my panties were getting drenched looking at this guy. Oh my god I had to have him.

Mr. Ransom called the staff meeting to order. He introduced Marian who gave a brief description and plan for what he wanted to bring to the company. Then Gaven stood to do the same, his accent and refined grammar were so refreshing. The whole he spoke he made eye contact with me and everyone else in the room but he made it seem like he was just talking to you.

After they were finished, Mr. Ransom called me to make my presentation. I gathered my thoughts and stood. I gave Helen the signal to turn down the lights and turned on the presentation. I gave a brief fifteen-minute presentation, every time I looked at Gaven he was looking back at me making eye contact something I loved for a man to do that.

I concluded my presentation and returned to my chair. The meeting closed after about another twenty minutes of the usual stuff we had to do, sales figures, blah blah. When the meeting was over I lingered at the door to observe Gaven a little while longer.

I headed back into my office and sat down. I wanted to feel Gaven, but I knew that wasn’t happening for one I didn’t know this guy from Pete, he could be married, have kids, be gay, who knows. I sat down at my desk and was thrilled to find out he was going to be sharing an office with Helen and me, taking the place of Brad who had left the company a month or so before.

He came in caring a box, “Hello ladies.” He said with a bright smile on his face. Helen threw her hand up and mumbled a response. “Oh hello, Gaven.” I looked at his finger no wedding, but I didn’t know his people culture they might not believe in them.

I watched as he unpacked his items, no pictures of kids or wife. Maybe he was single, maybe he wasn’t or maybe he was gay.. He sat down and turned on the computer. “Excuse Jazmine do you know the password to this computer?”

I thought about it for a moment, “Yeah.” I walked over to the computer and leaned over his shoulder my breast touching him, and typed in the password fluffy on the computer. Gaven turned around and an eye full of my cleavage and I didn’t care. His Burberry cologne smelled delicious on his flesh.

“It’s fluffy.” Gaven gave me a confused look, “Fluffy?” “That was Brad’s dog name. Would you like me to change it?” “Certainly.” I reached over again letting my breast rest on his shoulder and went to the place to change the password. “Type in what you want the password to be.” “Thank you very much Mrs. Oliver.” “Miss it’s Miss Oliver I’m not married. But you’re welcome.”

“Why is a beautiful woman like you not married?” I blushed at his compliment, “I recently got out of a relationship.” “Oh okay he was a foolish man for letting you go.” “Tell me about it.” I said with a flirtatious smile.

I walked back over to desk and in the reflection of the window I could see Gaven staring at my ass. I put a little extra switch in my hips. I looked at my next project I had to work on. I sighed as I saw who and what it was for. A health food company for kids, everything was sugar free. They might as well shoot me running there was no way to convince kids anything without sugar was good.

Helen tapped me on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, “Girl I’m out you and Mandingo have a good night.” I laughed, “Bye girl.” It was too late Helen was already sashaying down the hallway.

“So what part of South Africa are you from?” “Johannesburg.” “Cool I’ve always wanted to visit them and Cape Town.” “You should it’s very beautiful.” “So I’ve heard.” “So Jazmine where are you from?” “Originally I’m from South Carolina, I went to college in New York, and I’ve been here in Toronto for five years now.” “Do you like it?” “I love it here, the cultural, the people, the whole vibe here.” “Maybe you could show me around.” “I would love to.” “What about tonight?” “Nah I can’t I have to finish working on this project.” “You can always finish tomorrow.”

I thought about, spend the rest of my night getting a few gray hairs or go out on the town with a fine ass man. Hmmmmm. “I would love to show you around tonight Gaven. If that’s your prerogative.” I shut down my laptop and grabbed my black wool military jacket. Gaven grabbed his coat.

“Are you ready?” Gaven said as he opened the door for me. I walked past him and pressed the button for the elevator. Gaven followed behind me, we stepped on, as soon as we stepped on I heard shouting. “Hold the elevator.” Damn it, it was Marian.

Gaven reached to hold the door, “No don’t.” Gaven gave me a confused smile, “If you insist.” When we stepped out into the office building lobby, I said goodnight to the doorman George and we headed out into the busy downtown Toronto streets.

Gaven took my hand, “I hope you don’t mind.” I blushed again, “No I don’t mind at all.” “So Jazmine what do you enjoy doing for fun?” “Umm I like painting. writing, and watching classic movies.” “A homebody I see.” My face got home with embarrassment.” “You can say that. I used to enjoy going out to clubs before I started dating my last boyfriend.” “Oh I see.” “That reminds me, do you like jazz?” “I love jazz.” “Well there is great jazz club two blocks from here with great music and great food.” “Sounds good to me.”

Gaven and I walked into the Blue Note. I instantly got one of the better tables in the house, I had help put them on the map with an ad strategy. I thought I would scream when Gaven helped me remove my coat and pulled out my chair for me. “Thank you Gaven.” “You’re welcome miss.”

Gaven and I both order smoked salmon and grilled vegetables. I ordered a glass of red wine and Gaven opted for a glass of water. “I’m sorry I don’t drink.” “It’s cool, I drink on occasions I try not to make it a habit though.” “I understand it’s okay that’s your choice.” I decided to change topics, “Would you like to dance?” I said as the band started playing a slow jazz tune. “I would love to.” Gaven stood up and took my hand.

Gaven and I walked onto the dance floor. Gaven pulled my body closer to his. Gaven moved his hands down to my waist. Gaven dance with gracefully and moved in sync with my body. “You look wonderful tonight Jazmine.” “Thanks you, you do as well. But call me Jazz.” “You’re welcome Jazz.” Gaven and I move closer to each other we we’re moving in a slow grind.

I felt my panties getting wet again. Damn I wanted this man everything about him said me. His style, his presence, his personality, the way he carried himself was everything I desired in a man.

Gaven and I danced to our food arrived at our table. We had an interesting conversation over dinner. I found out he had two sisters and five brothers, had attended college in England, had been all over the world, and was a lover of fine art. Had never been married, had no kids, and was single.

As we walked down the street to the park and man was on the street selling flowers. To my surprise Gaven brought me a dozen white roses. “Thank you they are beautiful.” “You are very welcome Jazz.”

“So where do you live Jazz.” “About thirty minutes away in Park Place.” “I stay in Park Place as well.” “Do you have a car?” “No I don’t I’m going car shopping Saturday.” “Well I will glad to give you a ride since we are going to the same place.”

We walked back into the party deck, Gaven opened my car door for me as well. The smooth sounds of “ ‘Till The Cops Come Knockin’” by Maxwell was flowing from the speakers. Gaven was slowly nodding his head, “I love this song.” “I do too.”

“So Jazmine what happened with you and your last relationship?” “We wanted different paths out of life. I wanted to settle down have a family and he wasn’t ready for that yet.” “So you want a family?” “Yes.” “How many children do you want?” “Three.” “I want at least seven.” A horrified look game to my face, “Seven?” “Yes seven, I come from a large family and I want a large family as well.” “Wow I see.” I didn’t have anything else to say.

I looked over at the print in Gaven’s pants. I almost swerved off the road when I saw that print. I had to have him. I mumbled, “Oh my god.”, under my breath. “Excuse me did you say something?” “Ummm no.” I had to looked again. Damn, damn, damn!

As I pulled into the parking deck, I was thinking about how I was going to make my move. I pulled into my parking space and got out and waited for Gaven. He came around the car and took my hand. I moved closer to him to feel his warmth. He made me feel so protected. I swiped my card and pressed the button for my floor. “What floor do you stay on Gaven?” “The eighth.” I reached out to touch the eight, but Gaven took my hand. “A true gentlemen would escort a woman to her door.” “Thank you.”

Gaven and I got off on my floor, we walked down to my apartment door. “Well this is me.” I turned to face Gaven, “I had a wonderful time tonight with you. I would love to go out again.” “The feeling is mutual.” I looked Gaven in the end and then I did it. I kissed him. His lips were perfect they weren’t too big, weren’t too small. Gaven didn’t stop my advancement. He returned the kiss with the passion my body had been craving for months. He placed on his hands on the back of me neck and the other on the small of my back. I could feel his dick growing through his pants.

I pulled away from him long enough to unlock my door. The moonlight illuminated the room enough for I could make out my couch. I pulled off my coat and threw it on the floor. Gaven removed his coat followed by his suit jacket. I looked at Gaven and he looked at me, he reached for the tie piece that held my dress together. He pulled at the tie letting my dress come loose exposing my red silk matching bra and panties. “Beautiful.”

I unbuttoned his shirt revealing his well toned smooth body. I took his hand and led him down the hallway to my bedroom. I kicked off my pumps, the look in Gaven’s eyes had me yearning for him.

“Are you sure you want to do this Jazmine?” I didn’t even dignify the question with a response Gaven took that as his answer. I laid back on the bed, I watched as Gaven unbuckled his belt, I buttoned his pants and pulled at the zippers watching as his suit pants fell to the floor. I bit my bottom lip to keep from squealing like an overexcited child when I saw his dick. I ran my hand along the outline, “Do you like it?”

“I love it.” Gaven got onto the bed on top of me. He moved my hair out of my face. He removed my bra straps from my shoulders and proceeded to kiss me along my collarbone and my chest. His lips traveled my body he unsnapped my bra and removed it. I rubbed my hands across his back feeling his defined muscles. Gaven took my breast into his mouth and started sucking my nipples. I let out a low moan, the feeling of his warm mouth against my skin had my pussy dripping.

He placed his hands on my back, I loved the fact they were soft and not rough and raggedy. My brain was going haywire from the feelings. Gaven removed my panties and spread my legs, he spread my lips, and slid his finger inside of me his longer finger quickly found my G-spot. I closed my eyes and felt my breathing as it quickened and I felt something I hadn’t felt in months an orgasm. I laid on the bed savoring the feeling.

“Are you alright Jazmine?” “I’m great. I want you now.” I reached into my nightstand, pulled down his underwear, I placed a Magnum condom on his rod. I got a brilliant idea, “Gaven sit right there.” I said as I pointed to the chair that was in my room. Gaven gave me a confused look but did as I asked him. I slowly eased myself down on his dick, oh shit my pussy was getting a work out already. Gaven placed his hands on my hips as I moved up and down on his dip. I quickened my pace, I came so hard I bit my tongue. Gaven was groaning, “Jazmine keep going..” Gaven head was tilted back and his ass were close he looked like he was in pure ectasy.
Gaven picked me up and laid me on the bed. He stood on the edge of the bed for a moment looking me body up and down, “Beautiful.” I roamed his body his body was perfect. Gaven got on top of me. His slow and passionate stroke made my toes curl and my legs shake. I placed my hand on his cheek. Gaven and I climaxed together.
The next morning I came into work limping but with a new attitude. Marion gave me his usual fuck you look and I returned it. I gave Gaven and discreet smile. His was wearing a chocolate brown Armani suit that fitted him perfectly. Gaven returned the smile, when I reached my desk their was a bouquet of red and white roses mixed together making my just-got-dicked-down last night smile even wider. I picked up the card that was with it. Last night was splendid, I would love to take you out again. Your African Prince.

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I checked into the presidential suite at the East Inn Hotel around five I told Ramel to get there around six-thirty. I had a birthday surprise waiting for him. I quickly went up the elevator into the spacious, luxurious suite I had paid a grip for. But I said I was going to give Ramel something he would never forget for his 25th birthday and I don’t make promises I don’t keep, believe that.
I quickly took a shower and stayed naked, I wanted to be ready for the first part of my plan. I heard the door unlock around five-fifteen and like clockwork, Chanel enter the room looking sexy as ever. Her caramel skin, long russette color hair, startling green eyes, sexy juicy lips, and curvy shape turned me on like never before. She came directly over to me and dropped the overnight bag she had along with the trenchcoat that she was wearing exposing her sexy ass body. She instantly stuck her pierced tongue into my mouth exploring it as she palmed my ass. We both were wearing fuck me pumps. We laid down on the bed where we started playing with each other breasts. “I missed you, Kelly.” I kissed her and told her I missed her too. I started sucking on her nipples making her moan the way I used to. “So where is the birthday boy?” “Probably still at work trying to figure out what his surprise is.” “Do you think he is ready for this shit?” “I don’t know. He said he wanted a threesome and I was more than happy to oblige. But if he isn’t I damn sure am.”

I started slowly massaging Chanel’s clit her pussy was already soaking. I slowly entered her with my index finger, she started doing the same thing to me. The moan we moaned the faster we went until we came all over each other fingers. We tasted each other. Chanel and I got into the 69 position eating the hell out of each other’s pussies. I massaged her hardened, throbbing clit with my tongue. Chanel ran her tongue from my pussy all the way up to my ass crack. She stuck her tongue deeply inside my pussy, making me scream out in pleasure. “Oh shit Chanel.” Chanel and I came simultaneously, I spread Chanel’s legs and started eating the hell out of her pussy. Don’t get me wrong I loved sucking dick, but eating some sweet pussy was right up there with it. Chanel pulled my long hair and grabbed it. “Damn Kelly.” Chanel screamed my name as she came.

Then it time for the next part of my plan. I went into the grocery bag I had brought with me contained cherries, whipped cream, red icing, and some candles. I lit a few of the candles around the room. Chanel and I both spelled out Happy Birthday Ramel on our stomachs with icing, then put made whipped cream bikinis with cherries on the nipples. We sat there waiting for him

Soon I heard the door unlock, I heard Ramel’s voice, “Kelly where are you baby?” “I’m in here.” I yelled from the bed. When Ramel walked into the room, his mouth dropped, Chanel and I said “Happy birthday, Ramel.”, in unison. Ramel had a mix of happiness and shock on his face. “Damn baby you wasn’t joking when you said you had a surprise for me.” I just smiled at him, and then used my tongue to pick one of the cherries up off of Chanel’s nipple. Ramel bit his bottom lip as he watched the show begin. I started tracing the letters on Chanel’s stomach licking them off. The bulge in Ramel’s pants was already growing. I licked Chanel clean, then she started on me. As she took the cherry into her mouth, she took my nipple with it and lightly nibbled on it. Ramel was in a daze he was sitting in a chair that faced the bed, rubbing his long dick through his pants. His concentration on us was unbroken. I don’t think it would have matter to him if the building was on fire, he was stuck. Chanel licked me clean, now it was time for Ramel.

I took him by the hand and pulled him up. Chanel and I started stripping Ramel down to his boxers. I started giving Ramel some hellified head, then Chanel started giving him head. We got into a competition to see who could make him come first, it was a close competition because Chanel and I both got down for our crown. Ramel couldn’t crown a clear-cut winner, he came on both of our breasts and called it a tie.

“So Ramel what do you want us to do.” Ramel got a thoughtful look on his face, “I want to watch you two doing each other.” Chanel and I went to work, it turned me on so much to know that my man was watching. I stuck my tongue deep inside of Chanel’s sweet pussy as she did the same thing to me. The room was filled with our moans. Chanel and I sucked the hell out of each other pussies until we came on each other’s faces. I fingered Chanel’s pussy and placed it in my mouth, “What’s next baby?”

“Doggystyle.” I got on all fours and watched as Chanel spread her legs. Ramel’s dick could break bricks it was so hard. Ramel started fucking nice and slow at first, but the more I moaned the more he speeded up. Chanel was playing with her pussy as he did that. The harder he fucked me, the harder she fucked herself, and the more that turned me on. I loved knowing someone was watching. Ramel grabbed me by the hair and made my eyes look Chinese. I screamed Ramel's name as I came.

Chanel and I switched positions, it felt weird at first watching my man doing another woman but at the same time it turned me on. Just to be able to look at his face and watch his chocolate chiseled body moving. My pussy was so hot and wet, Ramel eyes were locked with mine as he did Chanel. Chanel was moaning and screaming his name, I started palming my breasts and licking my nipples. Chanel couldn’t take it anymore and pulled me towards her. She started eating my pussy like it was her last supper, as Ramel fucked her. Chanel and I came in unison.

Ramel laid down on the bed and Chanel and I took turns riding him, trying to out do each other with different techniques. I knew I had one when Ramel closed his eyes and let out a roar as he came deep in my pussy walls.

Ramel, Chanel, and I continued our tryst until the four in the morning we fell asleep, got back up took a shower together and continued until the sun came up..

Passion ©

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I sit in your class watching you daily. He may have or may have not noticed I have a thing for him. From his sexy voice to his cool, calm demeanor I want him. He is my Philosophy professor Dr. Ervin Caldwell. Yes, my professor. No he wasn’t some old, pretentious, stuffy guy in a suit. He was young, really young thirty-two to be more exact, single, no kids, and gorgeous. He was dark brown, had curly jet-black hair, seductive brown eyes, lips I wanted to kiss until the cows came home or at least until I came, he was about five-eleven, had a fit build, and was just perfect for me.

I saw him for the first time last summer during summer school. I thought he was a student he looked so young. He was strolling across the yard past all of the Greek plots. He was rocking a beige untucked Oxford shirt, a pair of blue jeans, a State baseball hat, and a pair of dark brown Gucci loafers. My sorors were all checking him out, all of them huzzies were catcalling him. I decided to be a real woman and step to him, he was standing at the door of the library reading the summer hours. “What’s good babes?” He gave me a confused look, “Excuse me?”, “I said what’s up.” “Nothing much. How are you?” “I’m good. I’m Vanessa and you are?” “Ervin all my friends call me E.” “What are you doing here?” A cute ass grin spread across his face, “Oh I work here.” “Doing what?” “I’m a professor of philosophy this is my first week.” My mouth dropped, “Oh my god. I’m so sorry, I thought you were a student.” “It’s cool it was nice meeting you though Vanessa.”

I ran back over to my sorors and relayed the information they were floored as well that something that fine was a professor around this motherfucker.

That was months ago, I hoped he had forgot that incident but that since then we had talked a few times. We had the same taste in music, we discovered that when one day he gave us a Powerpoint™ presentation and I saw that his computer background was of one of my favorite photos, A Great Day in Harlem. After class I mentioned that to him and made a note to him that I had the same photo up in my apartment. Then we started talking about our taste in music, it was uncanny how much of the same stuff we liked. Some days in class my pussy got soaked just watching him talk and his gestures, I wanted his hands all over me.

He ended class for the day, but told us we could pick up our papers on our way out. I grabbed mine and went through the roof when I saw my grade a D. What the fuck? I looked around for Ervin, he had already retreated to his office. I went down the hallway and knocked on the door. “Come in.” “Dr. Caldwell. Can we discuss my grade on that last paper?” He turned around in his chair and stared me directly in my eyes, “Sure Vanessa. What about it?” “What is wrong with my paper?” “Everything Vanessa. I know the caliber of work you are capable of? This is not you point, blank, period. It’s a piece of shit, simply put.” I wanted to cry I was so offended, “What the fuck is different between this and any other piece I’ve submitted this semester.” “Your passion, Vanessa. I used to feel your writing.” Ervin got up from his desk and put his hand on his heart, “I used to feel your work right here. This piece made me wonder where your passion has gone.” “I feel I’m still passionate as I was on day one. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “No you’re still passionate for me, not for my class.” “Excuse you?” “You heard me Vanessa. I see it in how you look at me, you have very telling body language. You know that?” I looked down at the ground, I couldn’t look him in his eyes and stand to lie, “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

I felt Ervin bring me closer to him, then he surprised the hell out of me and kissed me dead on the lips. His lips felt just how I imagined them to; full, smooth, and delectable. I returned the kiss with just as much passion. Before I knew it he was palming my round, firm arm through my jean skirt. He slowly started lifting up my skirt, and feeling my ass skin to skin. He quickly walked over and locked the door. He came right back over to me, I was now sitting on his desk with my legs wide open, waiting for him. Ervin came and stood between my legs. He slid my panties to the slide and started fingering my pussy intensely. I drew my head back in pleasure; his eyes never left me as he gauged my reaction. The only sounds in the room were my moans, the sounds of his fingers going in and out of my wet pussy, and the soft sounds of Miles Davis playing in the background. Ervin made me come twice before he stopped, took his fingers out, and sucked my juices off of his fingers. I kissed him so we could both share the flavor.

While in mid kiss Ervin pulled my panties clean off my off. I unbuckled his trousers and let them drop to the floor. I know my eyes must have almost bulged out my head, when I saw the size of his dick. I bit my bottom lip and got ready for battle. I screamed as Ervin’s dick first invaded my tight pussy walls. The pain quickly turned into pleasure though. As I threw my head back as Ervin beat the hell out my pussy like it stole something. Ervin unbuttoned my shirt and pulled the cups down so he could suck on my Ds as he fucked me. Sweat trickled down his forehead making his look even sexier. I came all over his desk, as he bent me over and hiked my skirt up on my round ass. I had to muffle my screams as he fucked me supremely, I lost count of the number of times I came, my juices were trickling down my inner thigh. It felt so good feeling Ervin coming inside of me. Ervin collapsed into one of his plush leather office chairs as I got myself straight to leave.

As soon as I left out the door I felt the gravity of the situation and from the way Ervin had his head in his hands as he shook he did too. He could possibly get fired if word got out. I definitely wasn’t going to tell anyone. My mouth was shut about our time we spent together and I hope to keep it that way.