Da Honey Hive

Dreaming With A Broken Heart Part II

2010-02-15T20:15:00.005-05:00

Dreaming With A Broken Heart Part II

Three months later....

My life has been pure hell without Kena. She wouldn't return my calls, I even went as far as to go to her parents' house, wrong move I barely escape there without getting my ass whooped by her father who was a former Army drill sergeant. I went to her apartment, she wouldn't answer the door. I came to her job, she had security promptly escort me out. I was truly a man apart.

"Aye man what's up" "Nothing much just getting out the barbershop." "Word, well me, Chuck and Kyle are going out Shooters to watch the game tonight. You tryna roll? " Corey had been trying to get me to go out for the past month and I wasn't feeling it. "I think I'm going to chill at the crib and watch it." "Fool you coming out tonight. I'm sick of your ass sitting round the house acting like it's the end of the world. So you coming out tonight, end of story. Peace." With that he hung up and I mumbled fuck that under my breath.
I leaned back in my office chair and rubbed my hands across my face. I was already stressed out about the situation with Kena and to make matters worse I had started hearing rumors saying the company I worked for was about to start cutting jobs in my department due to the economy. Although I had worked here for the past few years when companies started cutting jobs usually the first people to go were "us". I had resolved to stay on my Ps and Qs to make sure I kept my job if the rumors were true.

Usually I walked out of the office around 5:30 it was 7:50 and I was nowhere near done with the work I needed to finish up. But I was tired it had been a long ass day; fuck it, the office would just have to follow me home tonight. I packed up my briefcase put on my coat and headed out into the bitterly cold December night. I stopped and pick up some Japanese food as I headed into the house I shook my head thinking about how Kena always had a hot, homemade meal on the table when I got home. But I had a feeling those days were over.
I settled in to look over the stock reports for the company and I was shocked our company had really taken a big hit during the third quarter. I did a little bit more work before I found my eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, before I knew I was on my couch knocked out. I was awakening my cell phone ring I groggily answered, "Hello." "Man where are you." Corey yelled out the background noise in Shooters. "On my couch doing work." "Fuck that Chris, get your ass over to Shooters'. It's mad females here, plus this is a game ass game." I was sick of Corey badgering me to come out, so I obliged.

I got up and quickly showered. I put on a black Ralph Lauren button-up with some Levis and a pair of black Chuck Taylors All-Stars. I put on my coat and headed out, as usual Shooters' was packed with wall to wall people. I found Corey and the boys sitting at a booth with some random chicks. Chuck most have spotted me as soon as I came through the door because he greeted me with a bottle of Corona.

"Sup bruh." I answered, nothing much, while surveying the scenery. There was most definitely a nice male to female ration in here. I sat down at the booth were Chuck introduced me to ladies whom he had brought with him. "This Chantelle, this is Monique, and this Lisa. And ladies this is my boy Chris." Nice to meet you, I could tell off the bat, that Monique was just the ugly friend who was invited along. I could also tell that Chantelle was feeling me and that Lisa was feeling Chuck. "Man where is Corey at?" "Outside trying to calm Monica down, apparently he was supposed to have kept the kids for her to go to the movies with her friends or some shit like that."

"Oh damn." I said as I started to focus on the game, then I felt Chantelle come sit down beside me. "So Chris what do you do for a living?" "Accounts manager for IKL. What about you?" "I'm a manager at McDonalds. What the fuck. "That's what's up. How long have you been with them?" "Since before I graduated high school." "Cool." I didn't know how I felt about that, at least she had a job, she was pretty, plus her body was the truth. She was wearing a pair of leggings with a cute little shirt supporting her favorite football team, damn her pussy was fat. It had been a minute since I had some, damn me and Kena had the best sex. My thoughts were interrupted by Corey coming over and patting me on the shoulder. "Sup Corey, I see you met Chantelle." "Yeah we have." I watched the game and cheered on my Cowboys, when a familiar face caught my eye from across the room. Damn it was Kena and I then I noticed a hand attached to her waist. I looked to see who the hand belonged to and it was Xavier Funches. Xavier had gone to college with Kena and I and he had always envied Kena and I. He tried to joined my frat, but the bruhs wasn't having that. Xavier was wack, that dude was corny. I couldn'tbelieve Kena was here with him.

But damn Kena looked good, she had her long black hair in a braided ponytail down to her ass almost, she had on a tight fitting Cowboys jerseys, a pair of jeans that fit her curves just right, and her milk chocolate skin looked so smooth and perfect. I tapped Corey on the shoulder, "Isn't that Xavier Funches other there?" Corey despised his ass more than I did, "Where!" I pointed to where he was standing again, "Hell yeah that's his bitch ass." Chuck looked, "Yo man isn't that Kena with him?" "Yeah man." Chantelle butted in, "Hold on, who's Kena?" "My ex-fiancee." "Oh she ain't all that." I looked at Chantelle and shook my head.

Before I knew it Corey was stepping to Xavier and I saw the embarrassment on Kena's face when she saw Chuck and I weren't far behind. "Sup Xavier." Xavier's face was full of fear, "Sup Corey how you doing man?" "I'm good, but what I'm trying to figure out is why are you are here with my brother's girl." Kena spoke, "Umm excuse the fuck out of you, his ex-girl." She shot daggers at me with her eyes as she said that. "Like the lady said, she is no longer his girl and I would appreciate it if you got the fuck out of my face." I didn't realize how drunk Corey was until he cocked back to punch Xavier, swung and missed. I step in between them just in time to catch Xaxier's retaliation punch right on the jaw. And that's when all hell broke loose, I caught Xavier on the jaw with a jab. And his boys starting fighting my boys. Before I knew it we were outside in the parking lot and somebody yelled they had called the cops, everybody broke up and headed their separate ways. I headed towards my crib, my shirt was torn and my shoes were fucked up. "Shit!" What the fuck was I thinking. Corey always kept me in some bullshit. I hadn't been in a fight since college.

I headed home and took a shower and put some peroxide on the cut on my face. I had a long cut from right above my lip to my chin. Fuck! I had my towel around my waist when I heard a knock at my door. I didn't even look through my peephole thinking it would be Corey and the boys coming over here to act a fool a little bit more. Instead I was confronted with a dream, "Kena?" There Kena stood with her heels in her hand and her "my feet hurt" flip-flops on. "Xavier kicked me out his car, he said I was the reason he got into a fight and I lost my cell phone in the commotion inside Shooters'." "Damn come in." I stepped out the way so she could come in, her ass looked more delectable than ever. I closed the door, "Do you need anything to drink? Water? Juice?" She faintly smiled, "Nah, I'm good I just need to use the phone. I came here because you're the only person I know in this neighborhood." "Aight cool." I handed her the phone off the base, she dialed a few numbers. "Hey girl, can you come pick me up?" I couldn't hear who it was on the other end. "Denise is coming to pick me up." "Aight cool."

I headed upstairs and put on a white t and some some sweatpants. I came back downstairs and she was flipping through the latest issue of King laying on my coffee table. "I see you renewed your subscription." I smiled sheepishly, "Yeah." I wanted to tell her how much I missed her but I didn't know how to say it. "Well I'm upstairs if you need me." "Okay." I headed upstairs and laid back on my bed and thoughts quickly filled my mind. I wanted to feel Kena's warm touch, her lips, her hands, her everything. I nodded off before I knew it and I woke up and hour later and I went downstairs to see if Kena was gone and to my surprise she was knocked out on my couch. Damn Denise must have stood her up. I couldn't help myself, I walked over to Kena and started kissing her on the neck. She started moaning in her sleep, I made circles with my tongue, and I sucked on her neck. Her moans grew louder, she sleepily said, "Stop baby." and then she was wide awake. "What the fah-." I didn't let her finish her sentence before I was kissed her on the lips. She didn't stop me, as a matter of fact she reciprocated. I moved my hands under her shirt and reached under her bra and ran my fingers across her soft, beautiful breasts. I quickly took her shirt off and threw it to the floor, followed by her bra. Damn I missed her breasts, they were perfect. I ran my tongue around her hard nipples and then took each other them into my mouth. Kena's eyes were closed and she was biting on her bottom lip.

I slowly unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down revealing the fact she wasn't wearing any underwear. I spread her legs and started sucking on her clit. I moved my tongue around it in circular motions, and then up and down. I flicked my tongue across it quickly as she placed her hands on the back of my head and her moans had grown so loud they were echoing through my house. Her juices were covering my tongue, I pushed my tongue inside of her, she tasted so good. I missed pleasing her and satisfying her body. "Oh shit baby I'm coming." I grabbed her ankles as her legs shook. I took off my shirt and sweatpants, Kena ran her hand across my long, hard erection. I positioned myself between my legs and whispered in her ear, "I missed you so much." "I missed you too." She pulled my boxers down and I penetrated her. Her pussy was perfect, it was even better than I remembered. I slowly started working in and out, making sure I touched every wall. I just wanted to please her, I had fucked up and I wanted to make it up to her. Kena dug her fingernails into my back, I didn't even care that we were fucking right in front of a window were anybody walking by could get a full view. I went as deep as I could inside of Kena making her scream out my name. "Chris I'm coming." I felt her walls quiver as she came, I picked her up and carried her upstairs to my bed. I laid her across the bed with her lower body hanging off, I stood between her legs and entered her again. I bent down and kissed her breasts. She wrapped her legs around my neck, as I went harder and harder until she told me to slow down. I could see the fire in her eyes.

Kena felt so good, but I couldn't come yet I wanted to savor the moment. "Let me get on top." I knew exactly what that meant, I laid down on the bed and watched as she slowly mounted me. She grinded her hips in rhythm with me, her breasts were hypnotizing as they bounced up and down. I put my hands on her waist and enjoyed it as she changed from fast to slow, slow to fast. She would bring me close to climax and then stop. "Fuck! Quit playing baby." She laughed, "I'm not playing I'm just taking my time. I missed this." "I missed you." Kena rode me to sleep.

"Who the fuck is Kena?!?!" "What?" I woke up bewildered and in a daze. "Chris you heard me, who the fuck is Kena?!?" Then I realized that whole scenario had just been a dream, Kena and I had been broken up for well over a year and she had a moved on, but I still had this reoccurring dream of her fucking me to sleep only for me to wake up screaming her name with a hard-on from hell. "Nobody Chantelle. She's just a female I dream about sometimes ever since I was a teenage." "Whatever Chris. I have to get ready to go to work." It was crazy how I always had the dream and the scenario leading up to us having sex had always been different. But tonight was a flashback, in real life, Xavier and I did get to fighting and I won, but Xavier still kept Kena and Kena told me to stay the fuck out of her life.

Damn, these vivid ass dreams.

Dreaming With A Broken Heart Part I

2009-07-08T12:29:00.016-04:00

Dreaming With A Broken Heart Part I....

When you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part. You roll out of bed and down on your knees, and for a moment you can hardly breathe...

-John Mayer

The words in that song speak so deeply to my heart. Every night since Mckena and I had broken up, visions of her looped in my head all night long. Mckena was the love of my life, but I messed up big time.

For my 29th birthday my frat brother Corey who was a perennial poonhound had decided to take me to a strip club called Club Exotica. They blindfolded me as I left out of work and basically kidnapped me. Once they removed the blindfold I realized I was in hoochie heaven. My boys thought it was funny, nothing was laughable at all about the situation. I had just proposed to Mckena the week before and my boys knew it. I had hung up my player jersey for her, she was my life, she was my everything.

My boys convinced me to stay, that turned out to be the worst mistake of my life. First came the liquor, then came the dancers, by the time I woke up in a cheap hotel room the next morning I didn't remember a thing. All I knew was I woke up beside a chick named Candy , Chocolate, or something trashy like that. I just got up put on my clothes and called a cab to take me to my office so I could pick up my car. To my relief Mckena wasn't home she was at her routine Saturday hair appointment. I headed into the shower and tried to scrub off the revelry of the night before. I looked at my phone and saw that she had called me numerous times throughout the night before and I hadn't answered a single one.

I quickly dialed her number in my phone so I could call her and try to straighten this whole mess out. A few seconds later, I heard her cell phone ringing in our bedroom. I was so damn mad, I needed to talk to Mckena not now, but right now. I went outside and got into my car, I sped all the way to Edge, Mckena's salon.

When I pulled into the parking lot I saw Mckena's Range Rover parked outside. I went into the hairdryer. salon and all eyes were on me. I recognized Mckena's tattooed foot attached to a body under, I went over to the hair dryer and lifted the hood. I was shocked to see Mckena's face, it looked like she had cried all night long. Her eyes were red and swollen.

"What's wrong baby?" Before she could answer her hairstylist Nathan answered for her, "Uh uh Chris, we need you to leave right now. Mckena doesn't want to talk to you." I was so confused, "Wha.." Before I could finish my sentence Mckena replied, "It's okay Nathan, I'm going to step out side and talk to Chris for a moment." "Okay sweetie just holler if you need me. "

Every eye in the salon was glued on Mckena and I as we walked outside to the parking lot. "What's going on Mckena?" Mckena yelled out shut up at me. "Chris how could you cheat on me?" My heart started pounding so hard I could feel it in my head, "Wha?" "Don't play dumb Christoper Xavier Curry. My cousin Janine is a dancer at Exotica. She says you were drunk and all over some of the girls last night. Then you Corey, Michael, Lee, and some of your other boys invited them all back to a hotel last night and ya'll had a grand ol' time. Especially you and some broad named Leslie. Don't even try to lie Janine was so very nice to send me pictures of the night's affairs. How could you do this to me? I loved you with all my heart, every since the first moment we met in kindergarten." Tears were rolling down her eyes at this point, "I hate you Chris, I hate you with a passion."

I begged for Mckena's forgiveness but she wasn't having it. She just went back in the salon, the receptionist came out and asked me to leave before she called the police, I obliged. I felt my heart die at that exact moment. I got into my car and headed towards Corey's house.

Although Corey was married with two kids, he was still a true player at heart and his wife didn't seem to mind it. When I pulled up I saw him silver CLS parked in the driveway. His wife's Surburban was gone. I knocked on the door, Corey came to the door looking like stir-fried shit.

"What's good Chris?" "Nothing man recovering from last night Monica and the kids are gone grocery shopping and to the park." "Uh huh." I sat down on the couch in Corey's "man room". "So what's really going on Chris? You look like you've been through it." I put my head in my hands, "My life is over man. Mckena fucking left me man, because of you." I could hear the confusion in his voice, "Because of me. What the hell are you talking about?" "Your little kidnap conspiracy." "Man shit you had a good time, I know you ain't come out and tell her did you? "Hell no I didn't have too one of her cousins is a dancer there." Corey got excited, "Ohhhhhh shit I knew one of them girls looked like Kena. Ohhhhhh shit man you are fucked.", he said with a laugh. "Corey there ain't nothing funny about this situation. Kena is my life man. I want a future with her."

"Chris, man you are taking that way too serious. Let the situation cool off and re-approach. Kena loves you just as much as you love her, man. You eff'd up I'm not going to lie to you, you eff'd up bad." "Shut up man. Its your fault ." "How though man?" "Why are you goin to take a wifed up man to the strip club and get him drunk?" "Man I can't help the fact you have no self-control. You never have never will, even back in college." "True, don't remind me." Corey went into his mini-fridge and pulled out a bottle of Fiji water. "Well man like I said, let her cool off. And you two will be okay. Trust me if anybody knows I knew. Moe has threatened to kill me before. But we cool off and we get back right. That's how Corey junior and Alexia got her." "Thanks man." Even though his words were of little comfort to me. I got up and left Corey to his recovery.

From Corey's house I went to the Louis Vuitton store, I knew there was a bag and a pair of shoes in there that Kena had, had her eyes on for months. Although walked out the store with my bank account feeling $4,000 lighter it was worth it to bring Kena back to me. I had it gift wrapped and stopped by the flower shopped and order a bouquet of her favorite flowers. When I arrived back to my house, I was in disbelief as I saw her cousin Joe moving boxes out.

Kena was sitting on the stoop with her hands in her head. I pulled into the driveway and ran up to her. Tears were running down her eyes, her cousin Joe stepped to me. "Yo Chris fall back, Kena doesn't want to talk right now." Joe was about 6'7, 300 pounds but I wasn't falling back. "No Joe, I love Kena." I ran past him but Joe picked me up like a sack of potatoes and dropped me flat on my ass. Joe puffed his chest out and said "I said fall back Chris I'd hate for this to get ugly."

Kena got up and ran to her Range Rover and backed out the driveway barely missing the side of my car. Joe went to his pick up truck, and got in but before closing the door he said, "Damn Chris I thought you were a good guy. How could you do that?"

Before I could answer Joe pulled off the curb and left me standing on the front step. I went into the house and it was obvious every trace of Kena was gone. I looked on the kitchen table and in a decorative class vase filled with marbles I saw some things that weren't there before. I went over to explore it further, underneath the vase was note. I picked up the note first and read it:

Christopher you were my everything from the first day in Ms. Gretta's kindergarten class when we played in the sandbox together. I knew you were the one who'd make me complete. Althougt it took some almost 15 years for us to get together, I felt it was well worth the wait. You were special you were everything I prayed God would send me in a man, as wonderful as you. Imagine the joy it brought my heart. Now imagine the disappointment and hurt I felt when I couldn't get in touch with you all night. Then imagine the pain I felt when my cousin called me at 4 this morning with damning evidence against you. Evidence she was all too happy to share with me. I cried all damn morning, matter of fact I'm crying now. Chris I don't want to see you, hear from you. Talk to you. You are out of my life...

I felt my face grow how with tears as I went through the contents of the vase; her engagement ring, a picture of us the night we got engaged, and her key to my house. I felt crushed and I could swear I could feel my heart breaking. What in the hell had I done? I went upstairs and tried to call Kena, it went straight into her voicemail.

I threw the vase against the wall and watched as it shatter into seemingly a million pieces. I finally picked up the phone and called Corey. "Sup bruh?" "Kena left me." Corey was silent for a few seconds, "Why man? What's going on?" "She found out about last night, one of the dancers there is her cousin." "Damn man. Did she seem really mad?" "Damn right she did. She packed her stuff and moved out." "Damn man I'm sorry to hear that I know you two will straighten it out, ya'll have been together since middle school basically." "Tell me about it man, she's my life." "You gon' be okay man?" "I don't know man. I just need to talk to her."

Patiently Waiting...

2009-07-06T22:39:00.004-04:00

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

2009-05-18T20:00:00.020-04:00

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..

2009-05-12T21:02:00.004-04:00

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...

Peace

Owner of a Lonely Heart

2009-05-12T18:55:00.045-04:00

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

2008-11-24T18:43:00.002-05:00

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

2008-11-24T18:28:00.002-05:00

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

2008-08-04T23:30:00.001-04:00

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.

Happy Birthday Baby ©

2008-07-17T19:59:00.001-04:00

Happy Birthday Baby ©

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 ©

2008-07-14T19:19:00.000-04:00

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.

Forgiveness ©

2008-07-14T17:26:00.000-04:00

Forgiveness ©

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I really fucked up, I know I fucked up, I really know I fucked up and now I don’t have you. I miss your voice, I miss your lips, I miss your touch. I miss just being with you. What can I do for your forgiveness?

~~~~~~~~~~Love, Honey

I never begged for anything a day in my life, not a dollar, not food, not anything. But here I am begging for your forgiveness. The saying is true, you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone, and you’ve messed up and you’re all alone. That saying rings so truly for you and I. You were the embodiment of a perfect man, but I didn’t realize that until it was too late.

I hesitantly send you that e-mail hoping you will reply. But I wait, minutes turn into hours, hours turn into days, days turned into a week and a half. I know I was an asshole for treating you how I did and you have no reason in the world to take me back. I selfishly treated you the way he treated me. I’m dumb I can admit that, but please understand I just want your love. Can I have it?

I turn into your driveway I see your car is outside, no other cars are there. Good. I slowly walk up to the door, you answer wearing a black tank top, a pair of gray basketball shorts, and a pair of black Nike socks with the gray Swoosh. You pushed you dreads back from around your face, you look regal as always, a perfect king in search of your queen. Your queen which I want to be me. You frown when you realize it’s me. “What do you want?” “You.” I say fighting back the tears. “Honey we’ve went through this too many times already. You hurt me and I can’t be with you.” You say coldy and callously. “I’m sorry just understand me baby. Just do that for me please. I miss you baby. I fucked up, like I said time and time again. I never wanted anything in the world as badly as I want you right now.” The look in your eyes softens a bit, “Honey come in.” A breakthrough maybe, “You said you want my forgiveness right?” “Yes baby more than anything.” “Prove it.” “How baby? I’ll do it.” “However you feel is appropriate.” Your face maintains the hardness, it had adopted when you open the door. I take your hand, and say “Follow me.” I lead you up the spiral staircase that leads upstairs to your bedroom. I opened the bedroom doors and we go into your bedroom that is fit for a king, a huge king size mahogany sleigh bed sits atop of a large mahogany platform. I lead up to the bed, and tell you to lay down. I slowly start removing your tank top revealing the tattoo of an eagle in full soar on your chiseled chest. I start licking it with my tongue. I start kissing on your neck. You let out a slight sigh, I let my lips barely touching your skin causing a funny sensation. I slowly suck on your earlobe.

I slowly work my mouth down to my goal, a part of your I missed so much. I slowly pulled your shorts and boxers down. I gently stroke it, cherishing the moment, then I take it into my mouth. I give my performance every drop of energy I have until I feel you convulse in a orgasmic burst. I get up while you are still enjoying the moment and start undressing. I kicked off my heels and pull the tie on my wrap dress letting it fall to the floor in a cascade of silky material. Your eyes roam my curves, you sit up on the bed and place your hands on my hips and pulled me closer. I kiss you, I kiss you like I never kissed you before, letting every drop of my love for you be expressed from my lips to yours’. By the time we have stopped kissing my head is spinning and I’m dizzy. You unsnapped my bra and throw it to the wayside, you start kissing my breast individually then you start sucking my nipples, I always loved the way your lips felt against my skin. My panties are drenched from the stimulation. You use your free hand to pulled my panties down and rub my clit.

I can’t take it anymore and my legs start to shake as I cum. I stopped you, this isn’t supposed to be about me, this is supposed to all be about you. I completely remove my panties and push you back on the bed. I slowly lower myself onto your manhood, I feel it in my stomach, like always, but I’m cherishing the moments. I start grinding my hips in a slow rythmn. You place your hands behind your head and lock eyes with me. I move up and down, winding my hips on every down stroke. You move your hands from behind your head to palm my breast. You bite your lips as you feel how they soft my C cups feel in your hands. You sit up long enough just to bite my nipples, making me yell out your name, before I knew it I came again. You tell me top, you lay me down. You get between my legs, and enter me.

I place my hands on the back of your neck, and make direct eye contact with you, your dark brown bedroom eyes are such a turn on to me. Sweat is falling off of you onto me, damn you look sexy. It feels so good to me as you work in and out, in and out of me. You make me come three times, before you finally come and lay down beside me and stare at the ceiling. “Honey I love you. You are forgiven.”

A smile spreads across my face and I lay my head on your chest. And I know I’m not fucking up every again.

Revenge ©

2008-07-14T16:26:00.000-04:00

Revenge ©

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I sat in my car nervously watching apartment 206, the lights were on and I knew he was home, but how was I going to play this. Not only how was I going to play it or should I even play it. He barely even knew me, just from passing, but I had to get playback. Plus I wanted every bit of his sexy chocolate ass. It was Friday so I knew his baby momma had their son, so I didn’t have to worry about any rugrats fucking up my flow. I looked into my mirror and quickly fixed my lip gloss and got out of my car and slammed the door. I took a deep breath as I made my way up the stairs to his apartment.

I hastily knocked and waited for a respone, hmmm no respone. Knock, knock, knock, knock. Finally I heard an unfamiliar but sexy voice, “Who is it?” “Ummmm Nadirah.” “Who?” “Nadirah.” I saw a figure peeping through the peephole, he quickly opened the door and I stared into his bedroom eyes. He had a towel wrapped around his lower half, and water beads were running down his body. “How can I help you Nadirah?” I didn’t answer his question, I just walked in and started kissing him on his neck. For a second I thought he was going to cuss my ass out and kicked me out his crib but instead he started palming my ass through the thin material of my dress. He quickly closed the door. “What are you doing Nadirah?” I didn’t even reply I pushed him onto the couch and pulled the towel from him. I almost lost my composure as I saw the size of his penis, long, thick, and chocolate. Perfect. I started licking from the bottom all the way to the tip, then I took the whole thing into my mouth all the way down my throat. Then I put vacuum like pressure on it, and released. I decided to stop playing and went to work. By the time I was done, his eyes were rolled back in his head and his toes were curled.

He tried to push me down so he could eat my pussy. I didn’t want that though. I just stood up and unzipped my tight black Harve Leger dress and let it hit the floor. No bra, no panties, just me and a pair of black fuck me pumps. His dick instantly came back to salute status. “Fuck me.” I ran my hand across my pussy, and got on the couch on all fours. He came up behind me and pushed his dick into me, and grabbed my hair. As he fucked me with all his might, I laughed in my mind, at how my plan was working out better than I thought. Not only was he doing me, but he was doing me extremely well. I screamed out in ecstasy as I came for the first time, then the second time, then the third time. He grabbed my hips as he fucked me, and slapped my ass cheek. I could hear his nuts slapping against the back of my thighs. There was a large spot in the middle of his beige couch from where my puices juices had ran down my inner thigh.

I threw my ass back at him vigourously until I heard that unmistakable noise as he came inside of me, filling my pussy with a warm, tingling feeling. I got up put my dress back on without saying a word.

He grabbed my hand trying to stop me, “Nadirah. Wait! Why?” “Thanks.” Was all I said as I walked out the door leaving him with a confused, hurt look on his face. I’m sorry that he had to be a pawn in my plan, but it was the only way I could get back at Charles. Speaking of Charles’ he was on his way up the stairs as I walked down. “Nadirah what the fuck are you doing here?” “Just getting done letting your brother fuck the shit out of me. If I would have known his dick game was that good, I would have done him months ago. Dueces nigga.” I said as I threw up the peace sign at him and burst out laughing. I got into my sleek, black Beamer and sped the fuck off into the darkness of midnight.

In the words of Lil' Kim payback a mutha. Charles thought he was slick when he cheated on me TWICE with my now former best friend Kima and didn't think I would find out. Her ass was next though, I knew exactly where her man Rick stayed at.Hmmm wonder what he's doing tonight.

The Cookout ©

2008-07-14T16:00:00.000-04:00

The Cookout ©

Acsha are you still going with me to the cookout?” “Yes dammit. That’s like the fifty ‘leventh time you’ve asked me that, Keila.” “I’m just checking because I know how your ass likes to slide out on plans at the last minute.” I grew quiet on that comment, because I knew it was partially true. Keila loved to hang out go to clubs, and party and that wasn’t bit more something I wanted to do. “Well I’ll be there to pick you up at two. Please be ready.” I looked at my clock, it was already quarter till one and I hadn’t even taken a shower yet. “Okay I’m getting ready now.”, I quickly lied. “Well okay, see ya soon.” “Aight peace.”

I hung the phone up and headed to my closet, I pulled out a pair of short dark denim mini skirt, a white and red gingham short sleeve button shirt, and a pair of red low wedge sandals. I headed into the bathroom and hopped into the shower, I got out and dried off I rubbed the towel between my legs, my touch slightly turned me on. It has been months since I had got any dick. My boyfriend Rob and I had broken up. Rob may not have been shit, but his ass was the fucking devil in bed. I remember sometimes he would make me come so hard, I couldn’t talk, better yet breathe, shit that nigga made me see stars on occasion. From his dick to his tongue game, he was on point. Sadly I must not have been on point, because he up and out the blue told me, he just wanted to be friends.

I stopped myself before my ass ended up on the counter getting familiar with myself, if you know what I mean. I went into my room, got dressed, did my hair, and turned on the television to waste time until Keila got there. Finally around two-fifteen, Keila showed up. I grabbed my purse and locked up and was ready to go.

“So who’s cookout is this anyway?” “My first cousins Jaden and Javen’s it’s for their album release.” “Oh okay.” I said as I slowly nodded my head, “The Wanted right?” “Yeah, have you listened to the CD yet?” “Yeah I really like it, they are very talented.” “Yeah I hope they get a major deal though.” “Me too. I’m sick of this crap that’s on the radio constantly.” “You ain’t never lied.”

We pulled up at Riverside Park, I couldn’t help but shed a tear because of the memories Rob and I shared at that park. We had fucked on the deck that overlooked the river numerous times, one time in the dead of winter, that shit was banging though. I remember the night we sat out their and he told me he was in love with me too. I never had been happier than at that moment. But fuck it.

“You okay Ace?” “Yeah I’m fine, allergies.” I said as I quickly wiped the tear off my cheek. “Well c’mon. I want you to meet my cousin.” “Uh okay.”, I was skeptical about meeting her cousin, because I remember the Bugaboo, Bearilla she tried to hook me up with right after Jerman and I bit the dust. “What cousin?” “Jaden, he saw your picture in my photo album from my birthday party. He’s been asking about you ever since.” I was nervous because on their album cover they just had a cool piece of artwork no pictures.
“Where is he at?” Keila pointed across the lawn to a vision. He appeared to be all grades of fine from where I was standing. Hopefully he wasn’t a Monet’ you know looks good from far back but is a hot mess up close. Keila and I walked over to where he was standing talking to a group of guys. She tapped him on his shoulder, “What’s good cuz, I got somebody I want you to meet.” He turned around, “And who is that?” She pointed to me, “My friend, Acsha.” His eyes met mine and I thought I was cum right then, “Nice to meet you Acsha. I’m Jaden.” “Nice to meet you, Jaden.” I extended my hand and he took it and slowly shook it. He looked even better up close and personal. He was about five-ten, fit built, succulent looking lips, enchanting dark eyes, a megawatt smile, and his swag was killing me. I was embarrassed when I realized I was too busy, staring him down to release his hand from our handshake. I quickly pulled away. But he had already noticed.

“Ace you ready to get a plate?” “Yeah.” I followed Keila over to where the line had formed for the food. I’m surprised a riot didn’t break out, so many people were rushing to get in line. I got a piece of barbequed chicken, some cole slaw, chicken salad, some string beans, and a cup of sweet tea. Keila had disappeared into the crowd so I went and sat on the patio that overlooked the river, and started reminiscing on the times I spent there with Rob. The cool breeze hit my face trying the tear that had started making a trail down my face. I was the only person sitting on the patio; everybody else was sitting on the shelter where there were picnic tables. I had my back turned to the crowd.

“Can I join you?” I turned around to see who it was and to my surprise it was Jaden, “Sure.” He sat his plate down beside mine on the bench, “Why are you eating alone if you don’t mind me asking?” “Well I lost Keila in the crowd, and I really don’t know anyone here besides her. Plus this spot holds a lot of memories for me.” Jaden look up from the rib he was eating, I looked at his lips and wondered how they would feel eating me. “Good or bad.” “Good ones that turned bad. If that makes any sense to you.” “Yeah it does.” “Cool.” “What made you come all the way over here, from your cookout just to talk to me?” “Simply put. You are beautiful and I want you.” “Want me?” “Yes I want you. Is that a problem?” “Nah. I might want you too. You never know.” Jaden gave me a seducing sexy ass smile, “Well do you want me?” “Maybe, maybe not. Depends.” “On what?” “What do you want from me?” “Well that’s easy I want everything.” “And everything would include?” I said as I arched my eyebrow at him

Jaden reached out and ran his some across my bottom lip, “Your lips, your tongue, your breast, your thighs, your hips, your ass, and most importantly your pussy.” Damn he wasn’t playing any games. “Well damn we get straight to the point don’t we. Now what makes you think I’m the type of girl that gives you everything thirty minutes after meeting you.” “Bad girls always try to look like good girl. Plus it’s in your eyes.” “What’s in my eyes?” “This sensual look, I really can’t describe it. But it made me want you from the moment I saw you.” “Thirty minutes ago?” “Damn you really don’t remember me. Do you?” “Nah where should I remember you from?” “Suburban. I always used to wait on you when you came in there.” “Damn now I do.” It hit me, Suburban was one of my favorite clothing stores. I always had my eye on one particular salesmen, but I was all caught up in Rob during that time period to really analyze him.
“Damn, I wanted you from the first time you asked me to pull down that black dress for you.” “Damn your memory is good.” “I never forget a beautiful face with an even more beautiful body.” “So my body is beautiful too.” “Yeah I want to see what it likes undressed though, honestly. To see if it’s as beautiful as I imagined.” “Follow me then.”

Jaden got up and followed me down the natural path that I knew led deep into the woods unto the bank of the river. As we got closer to the area I wanted us to be in, I pushed him up against one of the largest oak tree and started kissing him. His hand traveled up my shirt and under my bra, he started palming my breast. He started kissing and sucking on my neck, while I licked his ear and sucked his earlobe. I could feel his hard dick pressing against my stomach, my pussy was wet and yearning to feel it. Jaden unbuttoned my shirt and threw it to the ground. He reached up my skirt and started palming at ass, I was glad I had wore a thong because that bare skin to skin contact was turning me on. Jaden slowly slid his index finger inside of my panties, and then inside of me. He bit his bottom lip as he realized how wet he had me, I felt his dick get even harder.

With one quick snatch he ripped my thong clean off. I felt my juices running down my leg. Jaden instructed me to lay down on an old abandoned bench. I did as I was told, Jaden spread my legs and licked up every bit of my juice that had ran down my legs from my calf up to my inner thigh on both legs. He fingered me as he did that with his index and middle fingers. I moaned out as I came all over his hand, it turned me on even more as he licked off his hand. Jaden lightly started sucking on my clit then moving his tongue in and out of my pussy. I stroked his silky waves with my hand, I started at the sun through the trees, as my moans grew louder and louder. My moans drowned out the sound of the river water rushing in the distance. I shut my eyes tight as if I was on a roller coaster as I came.

I didn’t even give myself a chance to recuperate because I had Jaden leaned up against a tree sucking the hell out of his dick. I worked my tongue around it in a circular motion, I felt him get a little weak in the knees I smiled to myself. I worked my head back and forth, and looked up at him. Jaden was enjoying every second of it, I tickled his balls with my tongue, then my tongue back up to the top of his dick and took the head completely into my mouth. Jaden tugged on my hair as he came down my throat.

Before I knew it Jaden had me bent over holding on to the trunk of a tree as he fucked me from behind. He held onto my hips as his dick moved back and forth in me. My moans grew louder and louder, and my knees grew weaker and weaker as an orgasmic wave moved through my body. I felt my pussy juices running down my leg in a stream. Jaden was working the hell out of me something terrible. I looked over my shoulder at the expression on his face it was one of determination, that shit turned me on even more. I lost count of the time I came before Jaden did.

Jaden and I quickly got dressed and headed back to the cookout. We had lost track of time because most of the people were gone, I guess they ate and left. Keila was sitting at one of the picnic tables playing spades. I casually strolled over, “Hey girl, you ready to go?” “I’ve been ready. Where has your ass been? I called you three times.” “Girl I was on the natural path looking at the river.” Keila looked at the time on her cell phone, “For three hours. Girl you know what...” Keila threw up her hand, “Fuck it nevermind.”

As I was on my way to Keila’s car, Jaden stopped me and slid his number into my hand with a note attached, “Let’s finish this tonight.”

Heal Me II ©

2008-04-15T10:23:00.001-04:00

Heal Me II ©

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Over the next few months my relationship with Sebastian progressed. We grew to know each other on an emotional, mental, but not yet physical level. We spent a lot of time together. But I still couldn’t completely trust Sebastian because Marquise has put the moves on me just like that. From the dinners to the movies, to the flowers, the whole nine.
One night after we had left the movies and were walking through the park illuminated by the moonlight Sebastian asked me. “Elena do you trust me?” I quickly lied yes. “Are you sure?” I couldn’t stand to look into his intense brown eyes and lie again so I looked away, “Yeah I’m sure.” Sebastian lifted my face up by the chin so I had to look into his eyes.

“Elena baby I can feel it. That you don’t trust me completely. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Like I told you when I first met you, I can’t control what the last man did. But I can help heal the hurt, but that’s only if you trust me enough to let me. So let me ask you again. Elena do you trust me?” I let his words move through my head, “Yes I trust you.” “Okay. Close your eyes then.” I followed his instructions, then I felt Sebastian put a blindfold around my eyes, “What are you doing?” “Ssshhh. You said you trusted me. So relax and let me lead the way.” I took Sebastian hand and followed his instructions. I heard him open a car door, I sat down I knew it was his car from how the seat felt. I heard him close the door and walk around the other side of the car. I heard the ignition start up and felt the car start moving.

We drove for about twenty minutes. We went inside of a building and onto a elevator. We got off the elevator and went into a room. Sebastian sat me down on what felt like it was a bed. I felt him kiss me likely on my shoulder. Then down to my neck, then on my lips, his lips were like a little piece of heaven. He sucked on my neck until he found that spot that made me hot. I let out a light moan. I wanted to reach for my blindfold but Sebastian held my hands. “Not yet, baby. You said you trust me.” I felt Sebastian taking off my shoes and he started massaging my feet. Oh my god, I was geeking a dude had never done that to me before.

I heard Sebastian walk away, then I heard water running. I sat on the bed following Sebastian orders not to remove the blindfold. Then I heard his voice, “Don’t move, Elena. I’m coming to get you.” After a few minutes Sebastian came and took me by the hand. “Come on baby.” We walked into what I assumed was the bathroom because I could feel the feeling of cool marble on the soles of my feet. Sebastian came up behind me and kissed me on my neck and whispered in my ear, “Are you ready?” “Yes.” Sebastian removed the blindfold and I couldn’t believe my eyes, the bathroom was covered in candles and rose petals. “You like it.” Then I realized we were in the Bellmount the most expensive and classy hotel in the whole city.

I turned around and kissed Sebastian, “I love it.” I felt Sebastian tugging at the belt that held my wrap dressed closed, he finally got it. His eyes filled with lust as he saw my body, “Damn more beautiful than I imagined.” “You think?” Sebastian brought me closer to him and kissed me passionately, once we broke away from the kiss he said, “I know.”

His last kiss left me yearning, I kissed him again more intensely, I wanted him right then. Sebastian slid one of my bra straps off my shoulders, followed by the other. Then he unsnapped it, he made a trail of kisses from my neck down my nipples, when he finished by sucking each one. I slid my panties off and tossed them across the room. Sebastian slowly slid his finger inside of me, he took it out and tasted it, “Delicious.”

I just blushed and kissed him, he pulled away, “Damn Elena, I want you so bad baby but I’m messing upmy plan. Your bath is getting cold, I turned around and looked at the bath which had candles all around the tub. “I’ll be waiting, baby.” I got into the warm bath; Sebastian had my favorite shower gel waiting for me. He actually remembered things like that. I took in the warm feeling, thoughts of making love with Sebastian over took my mind and my hand soon traveled between my legs. I ran my finger across my clit, then I thought about it. Fuck this shit, I had his fine ass in the next room.

I got out of the tub, dried off, and put on the waiting black terrycloth robe. When I went back into the bedroom, Sebastian was patiently waiting on the edge of the bed. I leaned against the doorway, and looked at him. He was beautiful and I wanted him so badly, but what if he hurt me, why was I even here. Tears started flowing down my cheek. I tried to get back into the bathroom before Sebastian could see me, but it was too late. He came behind, “What’s wrong baby?” he said as he embraced me in a hug. “Sebastian I’m scared.” “Of what baby?” “You, this, everything.” I said as I waved my hands across the room.

“Elena, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Baby I just want to heal your heart. I want to love you. I just want to show you how much I appreciate you. But if you’re not ready for that then. It’s okay.” Sebastian kissed me on the cheek, and walked out of the bathroom with disappointment yet again written on his face at my expense. He went and laid down across the bed, placed his hands behind his head, and stared at the ceiling. I was so ashamed I just wanted to leave, but the guilt in me wouldn’t let me.

I walked over to the bed and slowly straddled him. I leaned down and whispered in his ear, “Heal me. I want you to baby. I trust you. I need you.”, as soon as I said those words I felt tears coming to my eyes, not of sadness, but of relief. I honestly felt I could give myself fully to him and he would take it and appreciate it. “I need you too, Elena.” Sebastian placed his hands on my waist. The look in his eyes assured me he was sincere in what he said. Sebastian slid the robe off my shoulders and sat up and kissed me along my collarbone. His kisses were such a turn on, I couldn’t believe it when my leg started shaking from sheer anticipation.

I placed my hands on the back of his head, damn I didn’t just want him I needed him. I pulled away from Sebastian long enough to take off my robe. His eyes never left my curves, he bit his bottom lip. Sebastian laid across the bed and watched me. “Elena you are…” I didn’t even let him finish his sentence, I completed it with a kiss.

I removed Sebastian’s shirt revealing his tight muscles with milk chocolate skin tight across them. I slowly made a trail of kisses from his chest down to his abs were I kissed the ripples one by one. I unbuckled his pants and slowly slid them off, I tugged at the waistband to his boxer brief, but he stopped me. “Uh uh tonight’s about you baby.”

Sebastian picked me up, and laid me across the bed. He grabbed my legs by the ankles and spread them. He slowly kissed from the soles of my feet up to my inner thighs, where the kisses turned into licks, then into sucks, and then into bites. My pussy was dripping wet, he slowly slid a finger inside of me, in and out.

Sebastian slowly licked my pussy, then started sucking on my clit. He slid his tongue inside of me, damn he was gifted. Sebastian slowly slid two fingers inside of me while he simultaneously sucked my clit. I came two times off that alone. By the third time, I couldn’t take it anymore and tried pulling away. But Sebastian held me down and wouldn’t let me. My moans grew so loud the person in the room next door banged on the wall telling us to quiet down. I grabbed a pillow to cover my face, my toes started curling, and my legs shook. As I came my body started convulsing. Sebastian kissed me, “You okay?” I could barely talk, “Yeah I’m good.” “You sure?” “Yeah.”

I looked down at the imprint of his hard dick against his boxers. His dick had to be every bit of ten inches. Damn he was going fucked my shit up. I ran my hand across it, “Have you ever consider the adult entertainment industry?” Sebastian laughed shyly, “Nah I haven’t.” “You think you can handle it?” “I guess. I’m scared. " "I’ll take it slow baby.” “You promise?” “Yes.”

Sebastian kissed me passionately as he slowly entered me, I bit my lip to keep from crying out. Sebastian moved his kisses from my lips down to my neck. Sebastian moved into me inch by inch. His dick rubbed against my G-spot making me come instantly. Sebastian started stroking slowly, as my body got adjusted to him. I gripped the sheets, as I tried to catch my breath, I didn’t think it was possible to feel a dick in your stomach, but I damn sure know its possible now. I dug my fingernails into Sebastian’s back. I came back to back, I had to regain my composure, it felt like my damn head was spinning. I couldn't help but yell out his name. Yeah it was just that good.

Sebastian laid back on the bed, he looked at me. I slowly got on top of him and slid down on his dick, inch by inch. I bit my lip to keep from screaming. I slowly started working my way up and down. I grinded my hips in rhythm with his, his eyes were locked on mine the whole time. He moved his hands up from my hips to my breasts. He sat up long enough to suck on them. He laid back down and closed his eyes in ecstasy as he enjoyed the ride. He let out a slight groan as he came.

He picked me up and pressed me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist. Sebastian went to work, I couldn’t stop calling out his name. I guess the people in the room next door got fed up. I heard them banging on the door, I didn’t give a fuck. I dug my nails in his neck as a came for the...damn I lost count. My body went lax as I came, and slid down the wall. I was damn near spent but Sebastian wasn’t through. “Grab the wall.” I turned around and followed his instructions. Sebastian gave it to me so hard, I know we waked up half the people staying on the floor. My legs shook as we came in unison, and continued the night in the shower.

By four that morning we realized that neither one of us would be able to make it to work the next morning, so we both called in sick, had breakfast in bed, and made love until checkout time.

Heal Me ©

2008-04-08T10:12:00.002-04:00

Heal Me ©

Copyright©2007,2008

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I’m through and I’m convinced, love doesn’t exist. No where no how, there is no such thing as a soul mate. Call me a pessimist if you must, but I’m just keeping it real. I gave Marquise all I had to give; my time, my energy, my love, my body, my mind, my soul, and my spirit. Then the nerve of this fool to throw it away like it was nothing. It devastated to me to deepest depth of my spirit. Then I thought I had got on the rebound when I started dating this guy named Jarin, wrongo. Come to find out Jarin was on the down-low on the low-down. After that I decided I was officially through will love. I know I treat me who are genuinely interested in me cruel, and hey I’m sorry. But I’m not going to put myself out there to get hurt, because I hate to sound cliché all men are the same.

Once they get you where they want you they will treat you like a piece of crap. I’m not going to let that happen to me anymore.

“Elena, Elena, Elena. What do you want to drink?” My internal rant was interrupted by my sister, Jaslene waving her hand in my face. “A long island ice tea.”, I nastily replied to the waitress. As soon as the waitress walked away, Jaslene started interrogating me, “What in the hell is wrong with you?” “Nothing not a damn thing.” “Okay nothing. Well you need to work your problem out with nothing before ol’ girl spits in both of our drinks.” “Whatever, fuck her too.” “Does this have some to do with Marquise?” “Who the fuck is Marquise?”, I said she kept bringing Marquise up as I kept trying to forget him. “Oh don’t act funny Elena.” “I’m not trying to act funny, I’m just trying to get over that bullshit with him and you keep bringing his no good ass up.” “Well gosh, I’m sorry.”

I could tell I hurt Jaslene’s feelings from the way she looked away, “I’m sorry Jass. It’s just I had a bad week at work, that shit with Marquise is still urkin me, then on top of that, that whole Jarin fiasco.” Jaslene eyes grew black with anger, “Fuck Jarin. Fuckers like him are the reason black women are dying at the rate we are. I’m so glad you didn’t have sex with him.” “Girl you ain’t the only one.” The waitress returned with our drinks, “I’m sorry, Karen.”, I said as I glanced at her nametag. “It’s okay.”, she said with a nervous "oh-shit" grin. Okay I was most definitely wasn’t drinking that.

Jaslene sipped on her drink, until something caught her eye. “Damn girl. That’s fine.” “Where?” “Umm coming in the door right now.” I turned around to see what she was talking about and damn she never lied, he was about six-feet, sexy ass milk chocolate skin, dark eyes made for seducing, silky black hair with a caesar cut, a pretty ass smile, and a swag that I could feel. He looked familiar as hell, but I couldn’t place him from anywhere. “He aight, he ain’t all that.” “Okay, whatever bitch don't even front. I tell ya if I won't married, I do some things" She said with a devilish grin.

He went and sat at the bar that was directly across from where we were sitting. Jaslene stared at him like he was something to eat. “Damn Jass give him his fucking face back.” “Fuck you. I’d give his ass something aight.” “You’re so nasty.” “Anyways I don’t think he’s checking me anyway. It looks like he checking you.” “What the fuck ever.” “Oh my god, he’s coming over here. Oh my god. Oh my god.”

I felt someone approached our table I kept my eyes fixed on my drink, “Excuse me miss.” I looked up and there he stood, “Yes?” “Who does your hair?” Oh no another funny boy, I see. “Umm Headhunterz, Shena does my hair, why?” “Damn I knew I knew you from somewhere.” “I work in Shena’s barber shop, next door.” I blew a sigh of relief, I knew his face was familiar, I didn’t forget sexy ass faces like his. “Oh hell yeah. I knew I knew you from somewhere. How you doing?” “I’m good and you?” “I’m good.” “That’s good.” “Yeah well I just wanted to speak, you be looking so mean coming up out Shena’s. I be scared to speak, you look a little bit more subdued today.” He said as he flashed me that pretty ass megawatt smile. I returned a half-hearted fake smile, “You know how Shena is with that double booking and shit. But yeah it was nice seeing you as well, stay up.” “You do the same.”, he said as he returned to the bar.

As soon as he was out of earshot Jaslene started yacking, “Damn I ain’t know niggas like that worked up in that barber shop. I may have to start taking junior there to get his head cut.” “Like I said he ain’t all that.” “Girl whatever. Just because you’re on this I hate men kick, don’t mean I gotta be on it too.”

Jaslene finished her two drinks and I covered the bills and drove her home. After I got into my condo, I took a long hot lavender bath and put on my pajamas. I sat back with a new book and a glass of wine. This was pathetic because at twenty-three this was slowing becoming my Friday night routine. A few months ago on Friday night, Marquise and I were up in here being each other’s love slaves. Till this day I wonder where things went wrong. I did everything to the best of my ability; I cooked for him, loved him, supported him, listened to him, and gave him my all. Until one day he told me he thought we should see other people, not too long after that I saw him trolling the mall with some gutter butt bitch. What did she have that I didn’t?

Tears spilled from eyes and onto the pages in the book. I decided to go to sleep because I got some crazy ideas like riding past his house and firebombing that piece of shit. Hmmm…I laid down and drifted off to sleep. At five-thirty my alarm woke me up, I got dressed to go the fitness center in my building. I did my hour and a half work out. I went back upstairs took a shower and got dressed to go to the salon. When I arrived at Headhunterz it was already buzzing, I sat down and hoped Shena would be with me soon. After about thirty minutes, I got my hair washed and was sitting in Shena’s chair. “Aye Shena. I bumped into one of the guys that cuts hair next door. The one with the pretty ass smile.” Shena instantly knew who I was talking about; his smile was really all that, “You’re talking about Sebastian. He fine ain’t he girl?” “He aight.” Shena rolled her eyes at me, “Whatever. But what about him?” “What’s the deal?” “Okay he aight. Well he has no kids, he’s single, he stay over in Riverdale. He cool as hell. Is that enough information?”

“Yeah. Thanks.” I was in the shop another two and a half hours before my head was right to face another week. I strutted out the shop, a guy leaving out the barbershop whistled at me. I wasn't a dog so I didn’t respond to that type of behavior. I turned around to see who it was though, some old geezer. Then I saw him, I could finally put a name with the face, Sebastian. He smiled at me, “For once you don’t have that mean mug. How are you doing today?” “I’m fine.” His eyes moved up and down my body like an elevator, “I see. What’s your name by the way?” “I’m Elena, and you are?” I couldn’t let him know I got the scoop on his ass, “I’m Sebastian nice to meet you, Elena.” I liked the way he said my name. He was wearing a white T that accentuated his muscles, a pair of True Religions, and a pair of black and white Jordans. I was wearing a tight black tight shirt that said, “You mean nothin’ to me.” In hot pink letters, a pair of tight fitting skinny jeans, and a pair of black sequined flats. “So I mean nothing to you?” “Huh?” “He pointed to my shirt.” I laughed, “Long story.” “I bet. Would you mind telling me? If I asked.” “Depends.” “On?” “I don’t know. If you’re a good listener.” “I’d like to think I am.” “Uh huh.”, I said with my voice full of skepticism. “How about you tell me over dinner?” “When?” “Tonight.” “I’m sorry Sebastian I have plans with my sister.”, I said lying

I could see the disappointment on his face, “Oh I understand. But listen if you feel like talking here’s my card.”, Sebastian reached into his back pocket and pulled out a business card. “Will do.” I was tempted to give him mine but felt it was against my better judgment. “Have a good day, Sebastian.” “Yeah I’m bout to, I got off early today.” “Yeah enjoy your day.” “Yeah you do the same.”

I pressed the unlock button on the keypad to my GS 350. I hopped in and watched as he walked to his car, his swag was vicious. But like all men he was the same trifling as hell. I screeched off tires and headed to Panera Bread to get a Chicken Caesar salad and head home. I flicked his business card into the passenger seat.

After I left Panera I decided to head to Jaslene’s instead. As usually my niece Mekla and my nephew Maxwell were raising all types of hell. Jaslene had gotten married to a military man fresh out of high school, in three years they had two kids, who were only eleven months apart. She was my sister so I wouldn’t judge her because she made her choice. Even though our mom was disappointed with her choice because Jaslene could have been anything she wanted to be. I yelled, “Honey I’m home.” As I stepped into the living room. I could hear Jaslene call my name from the kitchen, “I’m in here.” I walked into the kitchen she was fixing Mekla and Maxwell’s snack. I passed her the bag with her sandwich in it. “Thanks babes.” “No problem.”

I sat down at the kitchen table, “Guess who I saw today.” “Who?” “That guy from Crazy Jack’s last night.” “Fine ass.” “Not fine ass but that guy from last night.” “Like I said fine ass. Where you see him at?” “When I was coming out the salon. He was on his way to his car. He tried to stop and spit game but I wasn’t having it.” “You’re so fucking stupid Elena.” “Why you say that?” “That muthafucka is fine as all hell.” “Like I said , before he ain’t all that. I seen better.” Jaslene gave me a skeptical look, “Where is this place where you've seen better so I can go?” I thought about it for a second, “Don’t worry about it you’re married.” Jaslene looked around to make sure her the kids weren’t in earshot, “Not for long.” “What you mean by that?” “Girl I’m divorcing Michael. You remember when he went down to Arizona a while back for some type of training?” I thought about it, “Yeah I guess.” “Well how about I get a letter addressed to me a few days ago from some bitch saying she has a baby by Michael in Tempe. She even sent me a picture with DNA test results enclosed.” Jaslene slid an envelope across the table at me, I opened and inside there was a picture of a beautiful baby girl that was almost identical to Michael; same eyes, same lips, same nose, same head, just everything. “Looks just like Michael doesn't it?” I looked again, “Yeah. I’m sorry sis. Have you told Michael you know?” “I haven’t had a chance yet. He’s gone to some type of “training” right now.” “Damn.”

I really didn’t know what to say. I had never particularly cared for Michael but tolerated him on the principle that he was married to my sister. I saw Jaslene let a tear or two slid from her eyes. “Best believe this muthafucka's shit is going to be packed and ready to go when he gets back next Thursday though.” “I’ll help you.” This further gave evidence to my theory, men ain’t shit. Here you have a man with a beautiful woman, two beautiful children, a beautiful home, nice cars, and everything you could want out of life. But he still isn’t satisfied fucks around and has a child with another woman. Ain’t that some shit?

I sat around Jaslene’s crib with her for another two hours talking about how men weren’t shit. “I know you told me to drop this Elena. But I really think you should talk to that guy that works for Shena. He seems cool, like he’s your type and what not.” “That’s a bad thing if he’s my type. That means he ain’t hitting on nothing.” “Elena you can’t let that shit with Marquise and Jarin deter you. There is someone for everyone. Same thing with Michael and I, I’m not going to let him deter from finding love.” I felt like throwing up as Jaslene gave me this pep talk, how could she be so optimistic when she found out her husband was boinking other woman on the regular. I wouldn’t be half as upbeat. “Well Jaslene he gave me his card.” “And?” Jaslene was looking at me with an expectant look on her face

“And what? What did you do with it?” “It’s in my car somewhere.” “Well you should put it to good use.” “Doubt it. He looks like he a player.” “Looks can be deceiving.” “Whatever.”

As I walked out the door Jaslene called after me, “Remember what I said. Don’t let bad things deter you. Love is real Elena.”

On my way home I really thought about what Jaslene said. Jaslene had this way to always make things seem so beautiful and hopeful. I picked up Sebastian’s card from my passenger seat. I debated calling him or not. NOT!

I got into the house, took a shower, and put on a tanktop and sweatpants. I turned on my DVD player, my movie was interrupted by my phone ringing. I looked down at my caller ID, I didn’t recognize the name or the number. “Hello, Elena James.” “Umm hello, I didn’t expect you to be home.” “Sebastian is that you?” I heard him let out a nervous laugh, “Yeah.” “How did you get my number?” “Shena.” I mumbled, I was going to get her under my breath. “Listen Elena, I could tell from the way you took my card today you were never going to call me. I don’t know if I’m out of line stepping to you this way. But when I see something I want I go for it, and you’re most definitely something I want.” I sighed, “Listen Sebastian I’m flattered you went through so much trouble to get in contact with me. But right now I’m chilling on the whole dating thing. I hope you understand.” I could hear the unmistakable sound of disappointment in his voice, “I’m sorry to hear that. You’re a beautiful woman Elena. I hate to see you’re so bitter.”

Oh no this fool ain’t just call me bitter, “Excuse me? Bitter?” “Yes you heard me bitter. It’s written all over your face and it’s in your voice. Listen I’m sorry Elena, I can’t help what the last man, or the man before the last man did. I can just be me. I really do like you, I’ve wanted to get to know you better since the first time I saw you. But you just have this get the fuck back look and attitude about you.” Offended wasn’t even the word for what I was feeling. “Listen Sebastian you don’t even know me, so I suggest you fall back. I am not bitter in the least bit, I’m just came to the realization men ain’t shit.” Sebastian burst out laughing, “Uh Sebastian I don’t see anything funny.” Through laughs Sebastian responded, “I do. Elena you’re trying to play this tough role that ain’t you. I’m sorry you feel that way. It was nice talking to you, stay up sweetie.” With that he hung up.

Good riddens to him, bastard. I was so angry I decided to go work out. I put on my sneakers and went to the fitness center in my condo. I worked out until Larry the super told me someone in the apartment below was complaining. Fuck them, I know them and they needed their ass in the gym more than I needed mine in there. I went back to my apartment took another shower and went to sleep.

The next morning I got up went and went to church and praised God. The sermon was about not letting the devil take your joy, he touched on one point that spoke directly to me about not letting bad relationships steal your joy. After I left church I went to my grandma’s for Sunday dinner and came home.

Monday morning I went to work I was a web designer. I knew I was going to be working late hours all this week due to one of my clients overhauling the whole entire image of their company. It was a pain in the ass but that hellified check I was getting made it all worth it. I didn’t get out of the office until about quarter till ten.

That’s why I couldn’t believe when I rode past the barber shop, Sebastian’s car was still outside. What he said and what the preacher had said resonated in my head. I decided that this was sign from God that on a Monday at damn near ten o’ clock at night Sebastian was still there. I pulled up in front of the barber shop and parked. Sebastian was sweeping the floor, I walked up to the door and pulled, it was locked. Sebastian looked up and when he saw it was me he came and unlocked it. I gave him a quick smile as he let me, “Thanks.” “No problem. But what brings you here this late at night?” I sat down in one of the chairs and twirled around, “I was on my way home from work and I saw you were still here. I came to apologize for how I acted towards you the other night. I’m really sorry.” “It’s aight.” “And I would like to take you up on your offer.” Sebastian thought about it, “Why should I?” I thought about it, “Good question, you don’t have any reason to say yes. But please my treat, I want to make it up to you.” Sebastian looked like he was in deep thought, “Cool. Just let me lock up and I’ll be ready.” It was a restaurant directly down the street from the shop. “Meet me at Hannah’s.” “Aight.”

I went into Hannah’s as usual it was slow because it was Monday. I got a table for two and waited for Sebastian. He showed up in five minutes, damn he did look good. He sat down directly across from me, I was getting a good chance to study his face. He had some smooth ass skin to be a grown ass man. “How old are you Sebastian?” “Twenty-four. Why?” “You have a very young face. I ain’t trying to be R. Kelly.” Sebastian flashed me that million dollar smile, “So are you?” “No, actually you’re older than me. I’m twenty-three.” “Cool, so what do you do?” “I’m a web designer.” “Oh yeah Shena did tell me that?” “Out of curiosity what else did Shena tell you?” “Nothing much really. She told me you were single, no kids, and was smart.”, from the look on his face I could tell he knew more. “Uh huh. She basically told me some of the same things about you.” “Uh huh. So you were checkin’ for a brotha?” “You can say that. I don’t like talking to complete strangers.” “I feel ya.” The waitress came back with our drinks.

Over dinner, I found more out about Sebastian turns out we were in high school together and everything. Ain’t that a bitch? Before I knew it I had spilled the whole Jarin and Marquise drama to him. Sebastian intently listened as I told the story and just like that the tears came. Sebastian’s face showed sympathy. “I’m sorry to hear about that. As for Marquise, he’ll come around, trust me. And that Jarin dude just needs God.” Sebastian and I talked until the restaurant closed. Sebastian walked me to my car, and gave me a kiss goodnight on the cheek. “Call me Elena.”

I couldn’t wait to get home to call him….

TO BE CONTINUED….

Forbidden Fruit©

2008-04-03T11:32:00.001-04:00

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How you ever wanted something so bad, that it’s the last thing on your mind at night and the first thing on it when you wake up. You fantasize about having it and it being yours’ but then you realize you can never have it no matter how badly you want it. I call these things forbidden fruit. That’s my nickname for Pasha, my brother Anthony’s girlfriend. Pasha was gorgeous she was about five-six, smooth caramel skin, bright hazel eyes, long wavy black hair, and a body any woman would die for. But if you left it to Anthony to tell it she was hag and he just dealt with her because the sex was good.

Anthony was my brother and we had been through a lot together but he didn’t know a good thing when he had it. From the few occasions I got a chance to talk to her, I saw her extreme intelligence which was a major turn on for me and her love for Anthony. You would have thought my brother was a king the way she cared for him. As badly as I wanted to tell her that Anthony was running around on her like a loose dog, I didn’t I had to respect the code after all. I had covered for a many of times when she’d call the crib and he was in the bedroom fucking another women.

“Lo, I’m moving.”, I looked at Anthony. “You’re moving where?” “Back to DC.” “For what man?” “A change and to get away from Pasha.” “What do you have against Pasha?” “She wants a serious relationship. I ain’t even tryna have that.” “Ant, man you’re stupid. You’re dating one of the sexiest women I’ve ever seen and you’re dogging her like that.” “Whatever man she ain’t all that.” “Yea, so when are you leaving?” “Next week.” “And whose going to pay your half of the rent?” “Do I pay it anyway?” I got angry as I heard the comment because I knew it was true. “Uh huh. So have you told Pasha?” “I mentioned it. Of course she went off.” “So have you told her you’re moving next week?” “Nope and I’m not gone tell her. She can find out on her own.” I shook my head at his arrogance. It was about three years between Ant and me, but you would think it was a decade. “Whatever man. You do that if that’s what you feel you gotta do.”

By Friday of the next week when I was getting ready to go to work. Anthony was taking boxes of stuff of to his car. I told him goodbye and watched as he pulled out of the parking lot of the apartment complex. I went back in to get Anthanie, my son ready for daycare.

Anthanie was my only child, but his mother Denisha had really put me through the ringer. When Anthanie was only a few months old, she decides she wants to move to New York to pursue a modeling career. She dumped Anthanie off on me and bounced at that point in time in my life I had enough things burdening me, my mother was battling breast cancer, my father was gone he’d bounced out when I was about twelve, my oldest brother was in college, my older sister was just getting out on her own two feet, and my baby brother had just got into high school. I had to be the man of the house and I didn’t really know the first thing about being a full-time parent. But I had to man up. Denisha blows through every once and a while with a hand full of gifts for Anthanie and like that she gone again. But it was okay, this had made me stronger as a person.

I got Anthanie dressed and took him to daycare. Another thing I liked about Pasha was she was so receptive to children. She had came through with Anthony when I had threw Anthanie a little birthday party. She loved kids and they loved her back. She was definite marriage material. She was independent she owned her own hair salon, she was smart, and she was stable. Through the day at work my mind drifted to thoughts of Pasha. I just wish I had met her before Anthony did. Even though he didn’t really want to be with her, he would take it as a sign of disrespect if I started a relationship with her. My thoughts were broken by my cell phone ringing, I looked down to read the number. It was a 212 number meaning nine times out of ten it was Denisha. “What’s good?” “Hello, Angelo.”, I heard that all too familiar voice say. “Hey to you to. What’s good?” “Nothing much I’m going to be in town for the weekend and I want to keep Anthanie. If that’s cool with you? I have someone I want him to meet.” “And who may that be?” “His stepfather, Greg.” “Stepfather?” “When did you get married?” “Oh in Vegas a few weeks ago. I really feel a connection to him.” I bet.

I shook my head, “And you’re just now deciding to tell me.” “Oh don’t be such a baby. Don’t be so jealous.” I wanted to curse her out, but I was too busy trying to decide if I was going to let my son be around a complete stranger and his immature, irresponsible ass mother for a whole weekend or just tell her hell no and keep it moving. “Denisha I tell you what you can keep Anthanie tonight and I’ll see how he feels about it. Swing past my crib around six, I’ll have him ready to go okay.” “Allrighty then.”, and with that she hung up.

I went through the rest of the work day dragging. I went and picked Anthanie up from the daycare. As usual he was happy to see me. He started telling me about his day and playtime. I smiled as I listened to his story. As we walked into the apartment I sat his bag down on the couch and sat him down. “Listen Anthanie, your mommy is coming into town. She wants you to come stay with her for a night. Do you want to do this?” Anthanie debated it, “Are you coming to?” I frowned, “Nah, I’m not. I’m sorry.” Anthanie frowned and thought about it some more, “I guess.” “Okay.”

I went into my room and packed up, Anthanie’s pajamas, toothbrush, toothpaste, daycare uniform, his favorite book, and one of his action figures. Denisha didn’t get to the apartment until seven-thirty, “Sorry I’m late. Honestly, we got stuck in traffic.” I wanted to laugh, I don’t know where in the hell in this small ass city she could have gotten stuck in traffic. “Whatever Denisha. Where’s your man?” “Waiting at my mom’s for me.” Anthanie looked apprehensive when he saw his mother. I explained Anthanie’s routine to Denisha and prayed she understood it. He had to be at daycare by nine and picked up by four. I explained his bedtime routine and she nodded dumbly.

Before she could pull out her parking space Anthanie was crying and calling my name. It hurt but I knew I had no right to keep my soon from his mother, no matter how trifling she was. I went back into the living room and placed my head in my hands. I fell asleep on the couch, I was woke up by a knocking at the door. I got up and looked through the peephole.

It was Pasha looking pissed off, I opened the door. “Where in the fuck is your brother?” “Umm Pasha would you like to come in?” “No I don’t wanna come in. Just answered my damn question. I have been calling him all day, no answer, texting him all day, no answer. His car isn’t in the driveway.” Even in her anger she looked sexy as hell she had on a skintight black dress, a pair of black high pumps, and my eyes kept wondering to her cleavage as she talked.

“Pasha I really don’t know how to tell you this since apparently Anthony didn’t. He moved back to DC.” Pasha’s hazel eyes went black with anger. “He did what?” I was about to repeat. “Lo I heard your ass the first time. Why in the fuck did he not tell me?” I shrugged my shoulders. A cold burst of artic feeling January air struck us. “Pasha please come in.” Pasha obliged to my request due to the fact she didn’t have on a coat. She walked around the apartment ranting for about another five minutes before she seemed to calm down. Then she burst into tears, “Why does your brother hate me so much?” “He doesn’t hate you Pasha.” “Angelo you don’t know the half of it. I know he cheats on me, I’ve tried to be faithful. I did everything I knew how to keep him satisfied and happy. What did I do wrong?” “Trust me Pasha you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just that Anthony needs some time to grow up.” “Tell me about it.

Silence grew thick in the room. I sat down on the couch across from Pasha. I studied her she was looking around as if she was in a daze. Pasha broke the silence, “Lo can I tell you something? And please do not judge me harshly for saying this, but I always felt I should have been with you instead of your brother. It’s like I wish I would have met you before I met him. I have a feeling I’d be in a different place in my life right now. I’m sorry no disrespect to you or to him but that’s how I feel.” I nodded my head, “I see.”

Pasha facial expression changed to one of flushed embarrassment, “I’m sorry. I should have never said that. You must think I’m a fool. I need to go.” Pasha got up from the chair and made a beeline for the door. “No Pasha don’t go.” Pasha turned around and gave me a perplexed look. “Why not? I’ve made a fool of myself.” I grabbed her arm, “No Pasha you didn’t. To be honest I’ve felt the same way about you for some time. I didn’t want to act on it out of respect for you and my brother’s relationship. But I know I could treat you better.” “Really?” “Yes really.” The look on her face changed from relief to lust in zero point two seconds. I placed my hands on Pasha’s waist and brought her close to me. The first time I kissed her, I knew I had to have her. Pasha kissed me with so much passion I felt like I was caught in the matrix. I felt my dick hardening in my pants and I knew she felt it too.

“Lo before this goes any further where is Anthanie?” “With his mom.” “Are you serious? When the hell did she blow back into town.” “I have no idea. But she’s married.” Pasha gave me an incredulous look, “Wow. That’s crazy. Are you okay?” “Yeah I’m fine. I realized a long time ago me and her weren’t soulmates.” “I understand.” I didn’t want to think about Denisha anymore. I moved my hands down from Pasha’s waist to her thick ass. I looked her in the eyes, “Besides. I think I’ve found my soulmate.” Pasha kissed my deeply, “I think I did.” I could feel Pasha’s heart pounding in her chest. I picked her up and took her to my bedroom.

I laid Pasha down on the bed, she kicked off her shoes revealing her perfectly manicured feet. I kissed her feet and sucked her toes one by one. Pasha had her head thrown back in ecstasy. I reached up her dress and removed her panties and spread her legs. I kissed up from her smooth calves, to her inner thighs. I looked up at her eyes, they were filled with passion and anticipation. I slowly started tasting her, she tasted as sweet as caramel. Pasha moaned grew louder and louder, as I got more into. She placed her hand on the back of my head. She didn’t have to worry about me going anywhere, I wanted to please her. Pasha gripped my sheets as she came about three times back to back By the time I stopped, she had a dazed, stunned look on her face and she was staring at the ceiling, legs shaking. “Are you okay?” It took her a few seconds to answer, “Yeah I’m cool. Damn Lo I didn’t know you had it like that.” I just smirked, “Now you do.”

Pasha stood up and turned around so I could unzip her dress. The tattoo of a cross on her lowerback accented her small waist and ass perfectly. I removed her bra and laid down on the bed to admire her beauty fully. Her hair was strategically laid across her shoulders covering her breast. She slowly got on the bed and straddled my hips. She removed my shirt and started kissing and sucking on my neck which was a major turn on to me. She whispered in my ear, “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?” “Nah tell me.” “Nah I’ll just show you.” Pasha pulled down my sweatpants followed by my boxers. She slowly started running her tongue up and down my dick without ever taking her eyes off of mine. She started working my dick in and out her mouth. Her head game was serious. Damn Anthony wasn’t lying about the head. Her eyes never left mine as she did her thing, they were such a turn-on by themself.

She had me in another world by the time I came. Pasha got back on top of me and kissed me on neck, and whispered in my ear, “I want you now.”, with that she flicked her tongue in my ear. I wasn’t going to let her down. I got on top of her and placed her legs over my shoulders. I slowly enter her, her pussy was wet and tight. It was exactly how I had imagined. Pasha placed her hands on the back my neck. I worked in and out of her, Pasha moans got louder and louder, and she gripped her fingernails into my back. “Fuck me.”, was the last thing she said before she came. I examined the look of fulfillment on her face.

Pasha gave me a mischievous smirk, “Your turn.” Pasha got on top of me, I looked into her eyes as she started to ride me. Her riding game was on point I placed my hands on her ass. I watched as her titties bounced up and down. I palmed them and started playing with her nipples. Pasha brought me to the point of ecstasy and stopped, then started again. She changed her rhythm giving me different sensations every time, by the time I came I had the most intense nut, I had ever had. Sweat was trickling down Pasha’s chest. I licked it off of her it was just something about Pasha that turned me on like hell. She moaned as my tongue came in contact with her skin.

Pasha got up and got on all fours on the bed. It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen her flowing down her back, the moonlight illuminating her body. Her round ass waiting for me, damn good things do come to those who wait. I came up behind her, I penetrated her. I started working in and out of her furiously, her moans turned into screams of passion. I grabbed her hair and just let her throw it back at me. She gripped my sheets, her body was quivering, and she collapsed as she came. She got her composure and went back to her position. I went back to work and she came two more time before I came across her lowerback tattoo.

I picked her up and took her into the shower. The bathroom quickly filled up with steam. She wrapped her legs around me and I had her back against the wall. Damn I really didn’t want this night to end. As we came just as the water went cold in the shower.

We got into the bed, Pasha laid her head down on my chest. She was laying there silently, “Pasha. You cool?” “Yeah I’m good. It’s just I wish I would have met you before I met Anthony. I ‘m falling for you and I know that.” I took her hand into mine, “I feel the same way about Pasha. I really want something with you. I honestly feel you are perfect for me.” I kissed Pasha on the forehead. “For real?” “Yes.” Our confessions were interrupted by my cell phone ringing, I looked at the face and saw that it was the same number Denisha had called me from earlier. I sighed and reached over and picked up the phone.

“What’s going on, Denisha? It’s three o’ clock in the morning.” “I know that Angelo. It’s Anthanie he won’t go to sleep. I’m bringing him back to you. Right now.” “Give him some warm milk and hold him until he goes to sleep.” “I don’t have no time for all that shit.” I rolled my eyes in disgust, “Okay, let me speak to my son.” I could hear Anthanie crying in the background, I heard a muffling noise then I heard Anthanie’s voice, “Daddy I wanna come home.” “Aight man. Your mommy is bringing you home. Right now.” Anthanie sniffled and say, “Okay.”

Denisha got on the phone, “How do take care of this spoiled brat?” My blood boiled, “Denisha! How can you talk about your own son like that?” “Whatever.”, with that she hung up.”

I got up from the bed, Pasha gave me a concerned look, “What’s wrong baby?” “Denisha. She’s bringing Anthanie home.” Pasha got up from the bed, “Oh do you want me to leave?” “Nah baby I want you to stay.” I put on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top.

In about ten minutes I heard Denisha banging on the door. “It’s me.” I opened the door, she had Anthanie by the hand in his sneakers and his pajamas, no coat in the middle of the winter. Anthanie ran to me and hugged me.

I glared at Denisha as she walked into the apartment uninvited and slammed the door. “Thanks.” I gave her a confused look, “Thanks what?” “For letting me stay here tonight.” I bust out laughing, “You can’t be serious.” “No I’m very serious. Greg and me had an argument over me bringing Anthanie over unannounced.” “Okay and I fail to see what that has to do with me.” “Angelo, I’m not staying with my mom. We were staying in a hotel, and he kicked me out the room. I don’t have anywhere to go.” “Anthanie go to your room.” I didn’t want Anthanie to hear what I was about to tell his trifling ass mother. Anthanie went into his room and closed the door.

“Denisha. What in the hell is wrong with you? You barge it my house unannounced. Ask for you son, then bring him right back because you can’t handle being a parent, Denisha I put up with your shit long enough. I love my son more than anything in the whole world, I just hate he’s by you. You are a sorry excuse for a mother or a woman.” The look on Denisha’s face was priceless. “Fuck you. I don’t need this shit.” “Okay so get the fuck out.” “Nah I’m not going anywhere until the morning.” “Denisha, I have company.” “What company?”

Just then Pasha came out of the bedroom, looking sexy as hell wearing one of my T-shirts. “Is everything okay baby?” “Yeah it’s cool Pasha.” Denisha gave me the most hurtful look I’d ever seen. “Who the fuck is she?” “This is Pasha, Pasha this is Denisha, Anthanie’s mother.” Pasha smiled and waved, “Nice to meet you Denisha.” Denisha spat out, “Fuck you.” At Pasha. “No thanks sweetie I’m fucking him.” “Angelo, forget you and this bitch.”

With that she stormed out of the apartment. I went and sat down on the couch and placed my head in my hands, Pasha came and sat down beside me, she placed her hand on my shoulders. “It’s okay baby.” “I know but it’s like Denisha doesn’t give a fuck at all.” “Baby I do care though. I know that's your baby momma and all. But forget her, I may never share with you what she shares with you.” I looked at her, “Who says you can’t? Like I said I want to be with you.” “But what about Anthony?” “What about him? I know that’s my brother, but he wasn’t treating you right, you know that and I know that. I want something real with you.” I placed my hand on her chin and brought her face closer to mine, and kissed her.

Just then Anthanie came out of his room, wiping tears out his eyes. “What’s wrong man?” “I’m scared.” I went and picked him up, “It’s aight man. Your daddy’s here.” He gave Pasha a confused look, she waved at him and he shyly waved back.

Once I got Anthanie sleep, Pasha and I continued our conversation until I fell asleep with her in my arms.

To be continued...

My Funny Valetine©

2008-02-14T09:00:00.000-05:00

Today in my opinion is the worst day of the whole 365 days of the year. The day is question is February 14th also known as Valentine’s Day. I had never particularly cared for the holiday but today Cupid was public enemy number one in my eyes. My boyfriend Kenan had broken up with me last night over the phone telling me some bullshit talking about he wasn’t ready to fully commit to me in the way I wanted. All I had asked him to do was to change his relationship status on Facebook. As I walked down the hallway everybody was clutching balloons, bags, flowers, and teddy bears. Everything and everybody was decked out in red or pink. I had decided on wearing all black to be on the contrary.

Everyone was saying Happy Valentine’s at every turn. I shuddered as I thought about how work was going to be after class. I worked at one of those cliché restaurants that was a lover’s dream on Valentine’s Day. I had to wear red to work or put myself at risk for getting a nice big pink slip. My classes couldn’t have ended any slower.

When I got to work I quickly slipped into the bathroom and changed into a tight fitting red silk dress with a corset back and red stilettos. Even if I was in a fucked up mood, I was going to have some of the customers’ girlfriends or wives in an even more fucked up mood than what I was, because their man was eying me on “their” special day. I put my hair up in a bun and sashayed out to my hostess station. Around five-thirty couples came rushing in, by six-thirty three men had broken their necks excuse me proposed.

Then I saw him or better yet he saw me. He was tall, regal, slender, brown skin, and beautiful. He had dark brown bedroom eyes, shoulder length dreadlocks, and seducing lips. What struck me the most was that he was alone. He slowly walked over to my station, “Mitchell, reservation for two.” Damn so he wasn’t alone. I slowly scanned through the list until I came upon his name. “Umm yes Mr. Mitchell right this way.”, I said with as much excitement as the Dry Eyes guy. I seated him and placed one menu in front of him and another menu in front of the other chair on the candlelit table. “Are you expecting another?”

Mr. Mitchell looked around scanning the front door, “Yes she should be here any minute.” “Okay. Would you like to order a bottle of wine, champagne maybe?” “Umm yes a bottle of champagne. Cristal please.” Damn he wasn't sparing any expense that shit was $400 a pop. I returned with a bottle of champagne in the ice bucket and returned to my station. Fifteen minutes passed he was still alone he frequently checked his watch, thirty minutes passed he called a number on his cell phone, and then an hour passed and he turned every few seconds checking the door. I knew La Chateua’s policy on busy nights. No one could occupy a table for more than an hour without ordering. I took a deep breath and slowly approached his table. “Excuse me, Mr. Mitchell has your guest called you?” “No she hasn’t.” “Well I’m sorry it’s a busy night and if you’re not ordering we really need the table. I’m so sorry.” “No I understand. I got these reservations over a year ago.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black, velvet box and opened it. “Tonight I was going to purpose to Ziera.” My heart ached when I saw the beautiful ring and the defeated expression on his face. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Mitchell.” He threw his hand up in protest and said, “No, please call me Adam.” I couldn’t help but laugh, Adam gave me a perplexed look. “I’m sorry. It’s just that I’m Eve.” Adam laughed after realizing the coincidence. “Wow that’s crazy.” “Tell me about it.”

“Eve if you don’t mind me asking what time do you get off?” I looked at my watch, “Right now matter of fact.” “Well I would hate for my reservation to go to waste. Would you please join me for dinner?” “I’m sorry I couldn’t.” “Please you’re the only person that has made me laugh today.” I thought about it. “I would love to. But only under one condition we don’t eat here. Just let me clock out and I'll be ready.” I walked into the back and told my manager I was gone for the night. I needed the overtime but fuck it, I'd get it next week. Adam was waiting for me when I walked out of the La Chatuea. Adam smiled as I approached him, "So where do you wanna go?" "Umm somwhere where it isn't packed. That's really hard to do on a night like this." I debated trying to fight the crowd at a restaurant or just take him back to my crib and cook dinner. "Adam I tell you what. Follow me in your car."

I couldn’t believe what I was about to do but fuck it. I drove to my apartment, hopefully for my sake he wasn’t some kind of psycho rapist. I waited for Adam to get out of the car and follow me upstairs to my apartment. When I opened my door, Adam surveyed my apartment. My entire apartment was decked out in an Asian theme. “This is nice Eve.” “Thanks I try.”

“So what’s for dinner?” “You’ll see.” I kicked off my heels and headed for the kitchen I took out all the ingredients that it took to make my famous Chicken Cacciatore; which I had planned on preparing for Kenan’s ass. At least the meal wouldn’t be lost on just me and my elderly neighbor, Ms. Anne. I turned on some soft R&B music and lit a few candles. Adam sat back and relaxed on my couch. “Would you like a glass of wine?” “Yes, please.” I poured two glasses of white wine, and handed one to Adam. “So Eve what do you do? Or is the restaruant your only gig.” “I’m a senior at State, majoring in Art/Fashion design. I plan on opening my own interior decoration firm.” Adam looked around my apartment, “Well from the looks of it, you’re going to do well. I wouldn’t mind if you decorated my place.” “Thanks and I wouldn’t mind doing it. So Adam what do you do?” “I’m in my first year of law school. I’m trying to become a defense attorney.” “Good luck.” “Thanks.”

I got back up and fixed our plates. I served Adam first, “Everything looks good, Eve.” He eyed me as he said the everything part, hmmm. “Thanks.” Adam and I got to know each other so much better over dinner. He shook his head as I told him how I ended up spending Valentine’s Day alone. “He sounds like an asshole.” He told me about Miss Ziera and how wonderful she was and this that and the fifth. If she was so wonderful, I wondered why she hadn’t called him yet. I didn’t want to bring up that point so I just nodded my head and listened as he talked.

After dinner we finished the bottle of wine and continued our conversation. When Adam talked my eyes were drawn to his lips, I wondered how his kisses felt. Honestly, I wanted to find out. I had to get my mind off my nasty thoughts. “Would you like a slice of cheesecake?” “Yeah sure., I got up and went into the kitchen to take the cheesecake out of the refrigerator. I placed it on the counter and went to get a dessert plate and knife. I was cutting the cake when I felt an arm wrap around my waist and pull me closer. I turned around and looked up into Adam’s eyes. I put the knife down and brought his face closer to mine, and kissed him. They felt just like expected them to feel warm, soft, and inticing. Adam picked me up and placed me on the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I ran my hands across Adam’s head, and pulled back from the kiss long enough to gaze into his eyes. He was fine there was no denying that. I slowly placed a trail of kisses on his neck and gently bit his earlobe. Adam slowly kissed and licked on my neck. “Eve are you sure you want to do this?” I didn’t even acknowledge his question, I passionately kissed him instead. Adam reciprocated with just as much passion. I had to say he was one of the best kissers I’d ever seen. His kisses had my toes curling already. I pulled away from the kiss long enough to catch my breath and start unbuttoning his shirt.

He slid the straps down on my dress and sucked licked a trail down my chest to my nipples. He took my nipple into his mouth lightly sucking on it. I ran my fingers through his hair and grasp the back of his head. He moved from left to right. I let out a soft moan. Adam looked up at me with his eyes full of lust damn he was fine. Adam slowly slid my panties down and spread my legs. He slowly started making a trail of kisses and soft bites from my calves all the way up to my inner thighs. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back in ecstasy. Adam spread my legs more and slowly licked started moving his tongue up and down my pussy.

I grabbed a hand full of his dreads and looked him in his eyes, they were filled with a passion I’d never seen in Kenan’s. Adam knew how to make love, Kenan just knew how to fuck and duck. I threw my hand back and started making noises I didn’t know I could make as the intensity of the pleasure he was giving me rose. Just when I was about to have a sweet release my doorbell started being rang nonstop, followed by heavy knocking.

Adam and I exchanged confused, pissed off looks. I got up from the counter and put on my bathrobe. I looked through the peephole and who did I see. None other than Kenan Jeffries in the flesh. “Eve, I know you’re here. Baby I’m sorry, I made a mistake. I want to commit to you, really I do. Baby let’s just talk this out.” I was beyond pissed, I swung the front door opened with a vengeance.

“Yes?” “Eve can I come in so we can talk?” Kenan was standing there with a big ol’ teddy bear, a box of chocolate, a dozen red roses, and a big balloon. “Uhh no.” Then Kenan heard it this CD we used to freak off to all the time. I could see his spirit was crushed when he dropped the roses to the ground.“Eve I know someone isn’t here.” “Yeah Kenan there is.” “How could you do this? We only broke up last night.” “Kenan no one wants to spend Valentine’s Day alone.” “Eve I’m sorry baby.” “I’m sorry too, Kenan. I really am. But goodnight.” I slowly closed the door and went back into the kitchen. Adam was gone, then I heard his velvety voice emanating from my bedroom, “I’m in here.”

Adam was laid out on top of my black silk comforter in nothing but his boxer brief and a smile. Damn it was a beautiful sight, candle light reflected off of his golden brown skin. “Who was that?” “Nobody.” “It sure took you a long time if it was nobody.” “It was Kenan the guy I was telling you about earlier.” Adam closed his eyes and nodded his head. “Oh I see. Do you want me to leave?” “Hell no.”

Adam laughed as I took off my robe and slowly finished undressing. I had Adam’s undivided attention. I slowly got on top of him, and started feeling his body. His skin was smooth and his physique was perfect no too big, no too small. I lightly kissed him on his neck, sucked on his earlobe, and started sucking on his neck. I looked at his reflection in the mirror and ecstasy was written all over his face.

Adam lightly pushed me away and looked me in my eyes. Then he started kissing me on the neck and down to my breast. He knew what he was doing with his tongue. Adam laid me down on the bed and spread my legs once again. Adam went back to work and this time with more vigor and passion than before. My curl toes, my eyes rolled, and my head swirled as Adam worked every inch of my pussy. For the first time ever I screamed out in bed as I came.

Adam kissed me and he let his finger explore inside of me. He rubbed his finger across my G-Spot making me orgasm again. Damn he knew what he was doing. Adam got up and pulled off his underwear. My mouth dropped to the floor when I saw what he was blessed with. I made the sign of the cross and Adam bust out laughing. “You see something you like?” “Yeah I do.” “And what is that?” “Hmmm I don’t know. I want to taste it and find out. Adam lay down and I’ll be right back.”

Adam followed my instruction and I went into the kitchen. I got the chocolate, caramel, whipped cream, and cherry. I was bout to have my own chocolate for Valentine’s Day. I went back into the bedroom, Adam was laying down on the bed with his dick standing straight up in the air. That shit always made me laugh, I don’t know why. I slowly poured a trail of chocolate from his chest to his navel, followed by caramel. I licked the trail of all the way down to his navel, then I poured some on his dick. Adam cringed a little bit at the cold sensation. I started going to work, Adam moaned out in pleasure. Before I knew it Adam had me in the 69 position. He poured caramel on the small of my back and let it run down my ass to my pussy. Adam and I were going competing to see who could make the other come faster. Adam and I so caught up in our little competition he almost missed his cell phone ringing.

Adam breathlessly answered the call, “Yes, Ziera.” Adam put the call on speakerphone so he could continue to give me this hellified tongue action. “Adam where are you? I just rode past your house. I’m sorry I missed dinner, I really am.” Adam gently bit on my clit, making me shout out in pure ecstasy. “Ziera, I’m sorry you did, too. But don’t worry about it.” Ziera wasn’t trying to hear that, “Adam what was that noise. Are you with another woman?” “Yes Ziera as a matter of fact I am and you know what I’m eating her pussy right now.” I wish I could have seen miss Ziera’s face. “Oh my god, Adam. Are you serious?” Adam started fingering me and sucking on my clit at the same time. I thought I was going to have a damn seizure. I started making noises like I was possessed or some shit, it scared me. “Well Adam I hope you and your little whore have fun.”, Zeira screamed into the phone.

Adam went back to work with no further interruptions, we laid spent on the bed after that round for a few minutes. Adam got up and retrieved a gold wrapper condom out of his pocket. Adam placed my legs on his shoulders, and slowly entered me. I wanted to cry his dick felt so good. Adam and I locked as I he stroked in and out of me. I gripped the sheets as the feeling took over my body. I had never felt like this, I was used to being the dominate one in bed. I didn’t like being controlled, but I had an idea for that. I pushed Adam off of me, “What’s wrong, Eve?” “Nothing, just lay down.” Adam did that, I slowly got on top of him and slowly let my pussy slide down onto his dick. Adam closed his eyes in contentment, I placed my hands on his chest and slowly started moving up and down. I gripped my pussy muscles onto his dick, Adam let out a moan in pleasure. He opened his eyes and never let his eyes leave me, as I gave him all that I had.

Adam placed his hands on my hips and met my effort with every motion. Adam’s eyes closed and he left out a low groan as he climaxed. I laid my head down on his chest and fell asleep right there.

An hour later I was awaken to Adam kissing me on my inner thighs. We spent the rest of the night making love and getting to know each other more intimately.

That is how I spent last Valentine’s Day, this year I’m spending Valentine’s Day as Mrs. Eve Mitchell making love in the city of lights, better known as Paris.

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2007-10-07T16:25:00.000-04:00

I really would like for people to comment on what they read on my site....Because I want to know what people actually think of my writings. This is vital to me growing as a writer. Thanks *~Peace~*

I'm Sorry

2007-09-13T23:21:00.001-04:00

Hello again to all my friends, I'm sorry I haven't been posting consistenly but I went back to school a few weeks ago. And my class schedule is kicking my ass royally. So I haven't really had the time I would like to write. But as soon as I finish something I will post it for your reading pleasure, Have a blessed week everyone and be safe. *~1~*

2007-09-13T23:11:00.000-04:00

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“Welcome to my humble abode, Chris.” “Thank, Kyra.” Chris said as he put his duffel bag down beside my door. Chris reached out and gave me a hug. “Damn it’s good to see you Kyra.” “The same can be said for you as well.”

We stepped back and looked at each other. Chris was tall, caramel complexed, excellent build, pretty dark brown eyes, a close hair cut, and an award winning charm. “Thanks Kyra I really appreciate this. I was iffey about asking you if I could stay here or not.” “Now you know mi casa es su casa. I had to offer it when I heard you were moving out here to LA.”

Chris and I had been the best of friends in college. We had lots of classes together and traveled in the same social circles. He had been out in St. Louis a couple of years working for as a writer for a newspaper and I had been out here in LA every since graduation working as a casting director. Chris had gotten a job at an elite magazine and had to move as soon as he got the offer, so he didn’t have a place to stay. But I jumped at the opportunity to help an old friend out until he found a place of his own.

“Well let me show you around.” I gave him the grand tour of my condo concluding with his bedroom. “I mean it’s not much but it’s your for the time being. I hope it’s comfortable.” Chris fell back onto the bed, “This is fine.” “Are you sure?” “I’m sure. You haven’t changed Kyra.” “Why do you say that?” “You were hospitable like this back in the day.” I smiled thinking back to the days when everybody wanted to come to my apartment because I kept a good meal cooked.

“Yeah but here are my ground rules; Wash your own dishes, don’t eat up all my food, make sure to put your clothes in your dirty clothes hamper so Maria, my cleaning lady won’t have to search for them. Leave the light on outside for me because I work late most nights, but if I’m not here by twelve call me.” “No problem. I’m probably going to be working late myself.”

I walked out the room and closed the door behind me, I knew his ass was jetlagged and probably wanted to go to sleep.

Three months later…

Everything was good between Chris and I. He was a good roomy but I was going to miss him next month when he moved into his own place. It was cool getting to catch up with an old friend. We both worked late hours so I was surprised when I came home at one in the morning and his car was outside the earliest he had gotten home was two thirty. I unlocked the front door and proceeded inside of the living room.

I instantly heard moans and muffled voice emanating from Chris’ room. That’s why his ass was home so early. I didn’t care that he had company at least somebody around here was getting some because I sure wasn’t. It had been a year and a half since I had a name to scream and the ish wasn’t even that good. The only thing I was getting was coming from my little naughty box. But fuck what they say nothing compares to the real thing.

As I walked past Chris’ bedroom on the way to my own. I noticed the door was cracked enough for me to peek in. I wanted to keep walking but my devilish other half told me to LOOK. My devilish side won the battle because I peeked in. And what I saw took my breath away. Chris was working it out, I looked at his muscles as he worked in and out of the unknown female. His dick was long and the perfect width not too thick not too thin.

He was on top of the female stroking away. I listened to the unmistakable noises she made as she came. I felt my thong getting wet and my pulse quickening as I watched him. Then he did it, he looked at the door. I prayed he didn’t see me. He looked away so I was hoping he hadn’t seen me. But I scurried away to my room like a little mouse.

I went into my room closed the door and went into my bathroom. I turned on the shower and took off my dress letting it drop to the floor followed by my burgundy lace bra and my matching thong. The steam from the shower was overtaking the bathroom.

I stepped inside of the shower and let the warm water caress my body. I grabbed my sponge and my lavender shower gel. I massaged the gel into my skin and let the suds run all over me. I felt my hand traveling closer and closer to my pussy. I spread my lips with my fingers and touched my clit. The feeling sent chills through my body. I lightly rubbed my clit then let my fingers probe my wetness as images of Chris flashed through my mind. I couldn’t hold back any longer I came all over my fingers.

I got myself together and got out of the shower. I put on my pajamas and fell soundly asleep.

The next morning the female was up and gone by the time I got up to go to work.. I was praying Chris didn’t say anything to me about last night. “Good morning Kyra.” “Oh good morning Chris.” I said as I sipped on my coffee. Chris smiled at me, “I didn’t hear you come last night. I mean come in last night.” Oh shit did he know?” “I got here about three.” “Cool.” “Well I’ll see you tonight.” “Cool.”

I grabbed my briefcase and headed out to work. I had a lot of people I had to see today for the starring role in this new comedy movie. I was trying to find a fresh face to cast in the staring role.

I went into my office I greeted my secretary, Jill. I headed into my office and told her to call the first person .As soon as he said the first line I said next. I went through about fifty people but only five stood out. I kept their portfolio. I would call them back in to be judged in front of the panel of people involved in casting the movie.

I went through a few more people and talked with a few movie execs. Called a few of my clients. That was what my normal day consisted of. Around two Jill came in caring a dozen roses. “Who is this from?” Jill shrugged her shoulders, “I have no idea.”

She placed them on the desk and I grabbed the card that was on it, it read It was always you. Signed Anonymous. Jill gave me an excited look, “Who is it from?” “I don’t know.” “Someone has a secret admirer.” “I think not.”

The flowers sent me through the rest of my day. When I got home that night Chris wasn’t at home yet. I went and fixed dinner, I left his plate in the stove. I ate my dinner, took a bath, put on my T-Shirt, and went to sleep.

In my dreams I felt Chris’ hands touching my breasts and satisfying my body. It felt so damn real, I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter. Then I opened my eyes and realized it wasn’t a dream. Chris was between my legs eating my pussy like it was the last supper. He stopped when he realized I was awake, “Damn girl you’re a heavy sleeper.” “What are you doing?” “What does it look like I’m doing I’m tasting this good pussy.” “Why?” “Kyra do you know you talk in your sleep? You were moaning and calling my name. Talking about touch me there and all that shit.” I gave him a confused look, “I did?” “Yeah plus I saw your nosey ass last night.” I looked away embarrassed, “Damn you.” “Whatever. Did you like it?” “Yeah I liked it.” “Do you want it?” “Yeah.” “Aight then lay back.”

I laid back down and let him commence to eating me out. Chris worked his tongue in and out of my pussy. He even licked my ass crack that shit was banging. Chris got up, “I’ll be right back.” He returned minutes later with a bottle of chocolate syrup and a spray can of whipped cream. He removed my t-shirt and poured a line of chocolate syrup from between my breast down past my navel all the way to my pussy. He licked the path all the way down to my pussy. He spread my legs wider he stroked my pussy with his tongue moving it inside of me, caressing my clit with it. He entered me using his finger and simultaneously sucking my clit. I came so hard I thought my damn heart stopped.

I looked down at the bulge inside of Chris’ shorts. I pulled at the waistband but Chris stopped me, “I want to please you Kyra. I always wanted to bring satisfaction to you.” I gave him a surprised look, “Me.” “Yes Kyra it was always you. I just didn’t know how to tell you. Just relax and enjoy this baby.” He said as he gently moved a piece of my hair out of my face.

Chris got on top of me slowly started kissing my neck, kissing my breast, sucking my nipples which made me come something that had never happened before. Chris stopped again, “I’ll be back.” He walked into my bathroom, I heard him turn the tub on. I walked into the bathroom behind him he had lit some candles and drawn me a bubble bath. He was sitting in the tub waiting for me. I sat in the tub facing him. He picked my foot up out the water and slowly started massaging them. I let my head fall back and closed my eyes I left out a small moan as he massaged them. He kissed each one of my toes individually. I felt myself coming again when you haven’t got dicked down in almost two years something like this was pleasure overload.

“Come here.” I sat down with my back to Chris’ chest. He put my hair to one side and kissed me on my neck. I felt his erection and bit my lip thinking about the orgasms it was going to bring me. Chris started slowly massaging my back and shoulders. I exhaled heavy as the stress inside of me started melting away. “Chris I need you now baby.” Chris obliged, “As you wish.”

I turned around facing him, I slowly came back down letting Chris find his way inside of me. I let out a muffled moan as I felt his long dick fill up my canal. Chris placed his hands on my hips. He maneuvered my hips up and down, faster and faster. The water had splashed out of the tub extinguishing the candles. The only light we had now was that emanating from the moonlight. Chris met each my effort rising up to meet me.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride as I came. The water was getting cold so Chris and I got out of the tub. Chris dried off every inch of my body with one of my terry bath towels. Stopping when he reached my pussy to taste it again making me weak in the knees. I dried him off as well and we went into the bedroom.

Our shadows on the wall were an erotic visual. Chris got on top of me, “Lay on your side Kyra..” I followed Chris instructions, Chris positioned himself between my legs. He placed my leg on his shoulder his dick move plunged deeply inside of me with me laying on my side. I gripped the sheets as Chris made love to me., “Chris I’m coming.”

I couldn’t take it anymore, my body convulsed as the orgasmic waves flowed through my body. Chris gently kissed me on my forehead. “Are you okay?” The words were in my head but couldn’t come to my mouth..

I laid on my stomach and propped myself up on my arms. Chris got on top of me and entered me from behind. I turned my head to the side and kissed him. Chris moved into me and out. “I’m coming Kyra.”

Chris and I spent the rest of the night exploring each other and getting to know each other more intimately.

2007-09-04T18:14:00.000-04:00

“Malia girl this food is banging.”, I said to my sister as I bit into my Cajun spiced grilled chicken. “Yeah it is.” Malia and I were celebrating her seventeenth birthday at our favorite restaurant. We were sitting at one of the tables that looked out onto the street. It was ten o’ clock lovers were strolling and people were just out enjoying the city’s site.

“Oh my god Juliette, is that Jonathan?” She said as she pointed out the window, my head spun around quicker than the speed of light. “Where girl? Where girl?” “Right there with the Yankees cap on.” I studied the guy in the Yankees cap that was quickly approaching, I knew Jonathan beautiful face out of any crowd. “Oh my god, yes it is.” I could feel my heart beat quicken as he came closer and closer. When he finally got close to my window I knocked on it. At first he didn’t hear me so I knocked harder and he turned around.

Jonathan gave me that familiar smile and waved, I mouthed, “Meet me at the front.” I walked around to the foyer of the restaurant he was already in there waiting for me.

“Oh my god, Jonathan you look great.” I said I studied him he was wearing a navy Yankees fitted cap, a navy wool jacket, a pair of jeans, and some crisp navy and white Jordans. “You look good too Juliette.” “Thanks.” I said, as there was a sudden lurch in the conversation. “Well damn boy aren’t you going to give me a hug. I haven’t seen you in over a year.”

Jonathan hesitantly gave me a hug and think he didn’t think I noticed his reservation. I don’t know I guess I just thought all the old emotions would come rushing back in him like they were in me. “So how are things going Jon?” “Things are good for me, I’m still working with the newspaper. I moved into a new place, I got a new car, and oh yeah I’m engaged.” The words hit me like a Mack truck, “Engaged? Wow.” “Yeah a little bit after we broke up I started dating my next door neighbor, you know her.” “Kima?” I said with a bit of undisguised astonishment.

I had never liked Kima the whole time Jonathan and I had dated. Now they were freaking engaged. Let me give you a little background on Jonathan and I. We had dated for two and a half years, but had broke apart when I had moved to California for a job. But nobody and I mean nobody I had dated since him could hold a candle to him. For one Jonathan was the finest thing walking earth to me he was brown-skin, five-ten, close hair cut, sexy magnetic smile, and model good looks. His personality was captivating and the sex. Oh shit my panties just got wet the sex was the shit. Jonathan had brought pleasure to my body that I had never felt again. Until this day when I think about it, I can picture it just like it was happening at the moment.

“So Juliette how long have you been back from San Diego?” “I’ve been back about three months, I’m back at my old job but I’m the director of marketing now.” “Moving up in the world I see.” He said as he flashed that smile that had intrigued me the first time I had seen him working in the mall. “I’m trying. So how long have you two been engaged.” “About five months. We’re getting married next month.” “Cool.” “So are you single, Juliette?” I looked down and felt tears coming to my eyes and my face flush with embarrassment, “Yeah I haven’t really gotten back into the dating scene here yet.” “I wish you luck with that.” “Thanks.” “But I have to be getting home. Do you have business card I would love to invite you to the wedding.” I slowly fished through my purse for one of my cards. “Here you go.” “It was good to see you.” “Same here.” I said as I walked back to the table.

Malia was waiting at the table with an expectant look on her face, “So what happened?” “Nothing.” I said with disappointment all over my voice. “Why are you so sad?” “Jonathan is engaged.” “Are you serious?” “Yes he gets married next month.”, I said with tears slowly leaking out my eyes. “Damn girl that’s messed up.” “Tell me about it.” I said as I started picking over my food, which had lost all taste.

Malia and I finished our meal and headed back over my mom’s house. As I drove to my empty two-story, three-bedroom home, I felt tears rushing to my eyes. I had all the material things any person could want the clothes, the cars, the money, and all that ish. But I didn’t have a soul to share them with. I pulled into my garage and headed into my kitchen. I placed my doggy bag from the restaurant in the fridge. I headed upstairs and turned on my 46 inch LCD screen television. I headed into my bathroom and took a relaxing lavender bath. I was still depressed though.

I just knew I was destined to be with Jonathan but I had to go fuck it all up. When we had broke up I was so career driven it was pitiful, I was selfish and expected him to go with me, instead of following his dreams. Since it was the dead of winter, I turned on my fireplace as I got out of the bathtub dried off and put on my bathroom robe, poured myself a glass of wine, and headed into my office to finish reviewing our outlooks for the upcoming quarter.

I was startled to hear my doorbell ringing at one in the morning. I grabbed my baseball bat I kept near my door, I peaked out my peephole and couldn’t believe my eyes, there stood Jonathan. I slowly opened the door, “Jonathan? What the fuck are you doing here?” Jonathan looked at me as if I had asked him to lick my tar, “I thought you would be happy to see me.” “I’m happy to see you. But how the fuck did you find out where I live?” He held up my business card, “Google is a motherfucker, my dear. I googled your numbers and your address came back.” “Well that’s reassuring. But what do you want?” He looked around, “Can I come in? Your neighborhood is known not to be so friendly to brothers standing outside in the middle of the night.” “Come in.”

Jonathan walked in and surveyed the foyer of my house, “Damn girl you are doing way big. What are you doing a year.” “A little over nine hundred thousand.” “Damn girl can’t fuck with you.” “I’m sure you didn’t come here to discuss my finances.” “Nah I didn’t.”

I saw down in one of my plush black leather chairs and motioned for him to sit as well. “Then what did you come to discuss?” “Us, Juliette.” “Us?” “Yes, us. Juliette we left a lot of things up in the air when you bounced out for Cali.” “True, but those things are irrelevant you’re engaged.” Jonathan looked away, “Yeah I’m engaged…” Jonathan shook his head. “But Juliette my heart still belongs to you.” I could feel my heart melt as those words poured from his mouth, “Jonathan you’re engaged, You can’t be feeling that way about me.” “I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way. But Juliette from the moment you walked out of that door, you have consumed my thoughts. I though I had forgotten about you, until I saw you in that restaurant today. Those feelings came rushing back into play.”

I felt my eyes welling up, I didn’t know what to say. “Jonathan honestly I do not know what to say. “Say you still care.” “Jonathan I still care…” I never thought I would say this, “And I still love you. I have missed you all these years.” I stood up and met Jonathan halfway across the distance. Jonathan brought me into his arms and pulled me closer. “I love you still, Juliette.” He said as he gave me an intoxicating passion filled kiss that I returned with just as much passion or even more. Jonathan pulled away long enough to pull the belt of my robe, sliding it off my shoulders revealing my pert breast, slim waist, and seducing hips. Jonathan reached out and caressed my breast with his soft hands. I closed my eyes and savored the moment. “I missed you so much Juliette.” “I missed you, too.” Jonathan slowly started suckling on my breast, visions of our trysts past filled my head.

“Lay on the couch.”, Jonathan gently commanded. I laid down and watched as Jonathan removed his black long sleeve thermal, revealing his cut chocolate body. He came closer to me, He slowly moved his hands up and down my body, “Just like I remember or better.” “Thanks.”

“Let’s go upstairs.” Jonathan followed me upstairs to my master bedroom. I quickly turned on a slow jams cd, “Anytime, Anyplace.” Started emanating from the speakers in my bedroom. Moonlight beamed in through the skylights in my room. A smile spread across Jonathan’s face, “Damn this used to be our shit.” “Tell me about it.” “Nah how about I show you.” Jonathan said as he got on top of me, I placed my hands on his back, and enjoyed the pleasure his lips were providing my flesh. I let out moans and whimpers as he reawaken parts of me I thought were dead. Jonathan moved his lips across me as if he was trying to remember how I felt. He slowly spread my legs, placing his hands on my thighs. He gently kissed my clit and traced it. My toes curled and my back arched as he took me to another world with his tongue alone. “Jonathan don’t stop baby.” He stopped long enough to reassure me he wouldn’t.

He moved his tongue in and out of me, in circles, and any other way imaginable. My orgasm came on so strong, I thought I had blacked out. “Make love to me Jonathan.” Jonathan didn’t hesitate he quickly threw his pants and boxers to the wayside. He took me enter his arms and entered me slowly. I caught his rhythm and enjoyed the slow grinding stroke. I closed my eyes and wanted to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Jonathan was back where he needed to be with me. Jonathan made love to me slowly, gently, and without words, he never lost eye contact with me. Words weren’t needed we knew exactly what we were doing, recapturing what was rightfully ours’, and that was each other.

Jonathan made me come countless times before he came himself. We laid on the bed embracing each other until the sun rose over the frosty morning. He pulled me closer to him on the bed. Jonathan looked me in the eyes and kissed me on the forehead, “Good morning baby.” “Good morning.” I said as I put on my robe and headed into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror damn good dick changes your whole appearance. I could hear a Jonathan’s muffled voice in the next room. I quietly walked across the cold marble floor, Jonathan was on the phone.

“Kima I care for you. But honestly not as much as I thought I did. That became apparent to me last night, when I spent with someone who I love and care for deeply. Kima I know this hurts.” I could hear screaming and crying on the other end of the phone and I felt tears rushing to my eyes. Jonathan softly placed the phone on the hook and sighed. Damn I had ruined a two-year relationship last night. I shook my head and walked out. Jonathan was sitting on the bed with his head hung low.

I slowly reached out and touched him on the shoulder, “I’m sorry Jonathan. I didn’t mean for that to go down the way it did.” “Well I did. Juliette when I saw you last night, I knew full in well, I was going to end back up with you. Besides you make me feel ten times better than what she did.” He pulled me onto the bed on top of him, we spent the remainder of the morning catching up on lost time. I took advantage of my build up of sick days.

A few months later I discovered I was two months pregnant, Jonathan and I eloped in Aruba, and I have put my career on the backburner in favor of building a life with Jonathan. I put my life into prospective and relieved that what I needed wasn’t money it was love.

2007-09-04T17:52:00.000-04:00

***Reader Beware: This story might not suit everyone's taste. But it's something different. I hope you enjoy.***

I looked at the clock on my wall. Two-thirty damn four please hurry up and get here. It was Friday and like everyone else I was ready to burst out the doors into the weekend. I was planning on going out to Electric, a new nightclub that had just opened a few weeks ago.

I was going there with a few of the girls from my job Jessica, Mia, and Dena. Jessica and I were roommates. “Natalia girl I’m ready to get the hell out of here.” I turned around and face, Jessica “Girl you ain’t never lied.” I turned back to my computer and started IM-ing my boyfriend Jaden who was out of town for the weekend for a meeting for his job. I missed him whenever he was gone because his dick game was something serious.

We had regular conversation at work because I knew my boss monitored everyone’s use of the internet, e-mail, and IM. Even though sometimes I would want to get nasty with it I couldn’t. Jaden was telling me how much he missed me and how boring the meeting today had been. He told me he might be coming home early.

I answered a customer’s call they were trying to figure out how to change the password on their computer. I couldn’t help them they would have to call their software provider. I moved on to the next call someone’s computer monitor had went blank. Dumbass they didn’t even have the crap plugged up. I went through over a hundred more redundant calls. I shut down my computer at four fifty-eight and headed for the door. Jessica and I hopped into my Honda and headed for the freeway. As soon as we got home we headed for our respective rooms to get ready to meet up with Dena and Mia and go get our groove on.

“Damn it’s jumping in here.”, I said as my favorite song started blasting through the speakers. I started dancing by myself and enjoying the music. A fine caramel brother came up to me and asked for a dance. I obliged him, he could dance his ass off, then the groove got busted up when we went over to the bar to rest and he asked for my number and I had to turn him down. “I’m sorry sweetie but I got a man.” I could see the disappointment on his face, “Oh word that’s what’s up. You have a good night.” “Same to you.”

I ordered a martini, I sipped on it and studied the crowd. It was most definitely some cuties in the house. Bur I was going to be on my best behavior while Jaden was gone. “Hello there pretty lady.”, I turned around to see where the deep, smooth voice originated from. There stood a handsome brown skinned guy who looked to be in his mid-20s. “Hello to you to.” “May I interest you in another drink?” I wasn’t turning down free drinks though. “Sure. But first what’s your name?” “I’m Kalif and you are?” “I’m Natalia. Nice to meet you Kalif.” “Nice to meet you as well.”

Kalif got the attention of the bartender, “Bartender another martini for the lady.” “Thank you.” Kalif and I talked for another twenty minutes then all hell broke loose. A girl came out of nowhere yelling at Kalif and I. “What the fuck Kalif? Who the fuck is this bitch?” “Excuse me bitch?” Jessica and Dena most have seen the commotion and walked over, “We got a problem here?” Kalif intervened, “Joslene what are you doing here?” “The question is what are you doing here? You need to be home with me and the kid.”

“Kids. You got kids Kalif?” “Wait I can explain Natalia.” I threw my hand up, “Whatever.”, and with that I walked away.

I walked back onto the dance floor and started dancing by myself. I felt a hand on my waist, a female hand. I turned and saw Jessica standing behind me, she flashed me a smile. “What are you doing Jessica?” “Just dancing.” Jessica and I continued to dance, Jessica was a great dancer. A slow song came on, I started walking away, but Jessica pulled me back. “Where do you think you going?” “I’m going to get a drink.” “Well dance with me and I’ll buy you a drink.” I didn’t feel comfortable dancing with another female, but what the hell. I loved free drinks.

I faced Jessica as we slowed grinded on the dance floor. Jessica was a tad bit taller than me. She placed her hand on my waist again. I felt more and more comfortable dancing with her. “You feel good Natalia.” I looked down and blushed, “Ummmm thanks I guess.”

As the song ended we went back over to the bar, Natalie order me a Blue Motorcycle. “You still drink these don’t you?” I laughed, “I never stopped. I just haven’t came to the club since me and Jaden started dating.” “Yeah I noticed, I rarely see you around the apartment these days. Things with you and Jaden are getting pretty serious I’m guessing.” “You can say that I’m feeling him and he’s feeling me too. He’s a sweet guy.” Out the corner of my eye I could swear I saw Jessica roll her eyes, maybe it was just the liquor. “Word I wish ya’ll the best with that.” “Where in the hell are Dena and Mia?”

Then I saw them Dena was all up on some guy who look like whodunit and ran. Mia was dancing all over some guy so raunchy I was surprised he was putting singles in her thong. Jessica and I went back on the floor and started dancing. Jessica started feeling on my ass, and grabbing on my thighs. What the fuck? “Stop it Jessica.” “Why what did I do?” “Feeling all on me.” “Natalia don’t even trip, it ain’t nothing like that.” “Whatever Jessica.”

We stayed at the club another hour and headed back to the crib. I headed for my bathroom to wash the smell of the club off of my body. I wrapped the a towel around my body and headed for the kitchen. Jessica was in there wearing a white tank top and a pair of black boy shorts eating a bowl of cereal. I went over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water. I went over to the cabinet and took out a glass, I got some ice of the freezer and started pouring my water in the glass. Then I felt it, Jessica lips were on my neck, “Stop playing Jessica.” “Don’t tell me to stop.”, Jessica said demandingly.

She placed her hands on my hips and pulled me closer to her body. She licked my neck, “Stop Jessica.” But my pleas were useless because my mouth was saying no but my body was saying yes and my moist pussy told the true answer. “Natalia I want to taste you.” I didn’t argue with her. I headed towards my room closely followed by Jessica. Jessica pulled at my towel making it fall to the floor. “Damn perfect.” She said as she licked her lips and then bit her bottom one. She reached out and touched my breast, massaging them, licking them, and sucking on them. I let out a delighted moan, Jessica lips were soft, and smooth. I laid down on the bed and spread my legs eagerly awaiting what I knew was coming to me.

Jessica placed one hand on each one of my thighs spreading them wider. Jessica lightly kissed my inner thighs, she licked my ass, I let out a scream. Jessica dodged her tongue in and out of my pussy. “Jessica baby don’t stop.” She sucked my clit and made me cum like no one’s business. She wasn’t through with me yet. She slowly moved her middle finger inside of my pussy exploring it. She took her finger out and licked it, “Delicious.” She moved her finger in and out of my quickly, my eyes rolled back in my head and my toes curled as I came. “Damn Jessica.”

“Jessica let me taste you.” I got up and removed Jessica’s top from over her head. I shyly kissed her on the lips, and she returned the kiss with as much desire as I gave it. I kissed her breast, touched them, and explored her body with my hands. I pulled her down on the bed with me. I wanted to return to pleasure she had given me. Jessica moaned and guided me as I eat her out. “Lick there baby. Suck on my clit. Oh shit baby keep going. Her pussy tasted so good, not like I expected pussy to taste.

Jessica screamed as she came all over my face. Jessica and I got into a 69 position. Jessica and I pleased each other simultaneously. She ran her tongue down my crack, “Oh my god, Jessica baby.”

Jessica and I headed for the shower. We turned it on, the bathroom quickly filled with steam. Jessica told me to prop my leg up on the shower ledge, I did as she asked me. She started eat me out and made me weak in the knees.

I was so caught up in the hellified oral I was getting that I didn’t notice Jaden standing at the bathroom door mouth hung wide open. “What the fuck?”, Jaden gave me a shock and confused look. “Jaden I can explain really I can.”, I ran after him and caught him at the apartment door. I caught him by the arm, "Jaden baby it was an accident." But then I saw it, then imprint of his hard dick pressing against the fabric of his slacks. A satisfied smile spread across my face, “Oh so you liked that, huh?” Jaden rubbed his dick, “Yeah.”

“Come on then.” I unbuttoned Jaden’s shirt and removed his pants. Without hesitation Jaden got into the shower with us. Jessica and I started kissing Jaden all over. I got down on my knees and started sucking him off. Before I could get into it the shower ran cold and we all scrambled out of the shower onto my bed.

Jessica and I started taking turns giving Jaden head. You could look at his face and tell he was loving every second of it. Jaden bust all over my stomach and Jessica licked it up. “I want to watch you.” Jaden said as he pointed at me and Jessica.

Jessica and I gave Jaden a performance to be remembered. It turned me on even more to know that Jaden was watching. Jaden couldn’t take it anymore while I was eating Jessica out and he came up behind me and started fucking me from the back with a passion. Jaden was fucking me with a furiousness I had never felt before. Jessica and I switched position. It was crazy watching my boyfriend fuck another woman but it turned me on at the same time.

Jaden, Jessica, and I spent the rest of the morning doing shit that I never thought I would have done. A few weeks later I moved in with Jaden, but we all get together a few times a month. Even though now Jessica has a boyfriend and I’m engaged to Jaden.

The Honey Hive On MySpace

2007-08-23T09:36:00.000-04:00

What's good people, Da Honey Hive is about to have it's on MySpace page in a couples of days. I just got find the time to lay it out and put pics up...I'll get back to you with the link after I'm done.

2007-08-22T16:58:00.001-04:00

Damn I was nervous, I never usually sweated but today I had sweaty palms and butterflies fluttering in my stomach. As the train speeded through the dark underground, when I arrived at the station. I quickly grabbed my bag and headed out into the hustle and bustle of New York City.

I reached into my coat pocket and pulled out the sheet of paper on which I had written down the studio’s information. I quickly read over it and hailed a taxi. This was my first time ever leaving the calm and collected serene countryside of Oklahoma. And damn if it wasn’t a change. I told the taxi driver where I wanted to go, he gave me a crazy look in the rearview mirror, what it meant I didn’t know.

When I arrived in front of his studio. I took a deep breath, paid the taxi driver and went up and I looked for his name on the list of building occupants I found it and pressed the buzzer. A deep, velvety smooth voice replied, “Hello.” “Yes this is Amber Lee.” “Ahhh Amber come on up.” I heard the door unlock and quickly grabbed it and walked into the lobby of the building.

I went over to the stairs and ascended them to his third floor studio. I knocked on the door; I was also nervous because from the picture I had seen of him he was fine. I was sure as hell about to find out though. When he opened the door, I couldn’t believe it, he was gorgeous. He was six-one, caramel skin, emerald green eyes, a baldhead, inviting smile, and a nice build. He was wearing a tight fitting plain gray T-Shirt, a pair of loose fitting comfortable looking jeans, and a pair of black Chuck Taylors.

He broke my stare, “You must be Amber.” He said as he extended his hand, “Yeah I am, and your must be Todd Montana.” I said as I shook his hand.

“Come in.” “Thanks.”, I said as I walked into his studio which as I look around I can see doubles as his apartment. “Nice place you have here.” He gives me that same beautiful smile he gave me when he introduced himself, “Thanks. Can I take your coat?” I slowly take it off and give it to you.

“Please have a seat, Amber.” I sit down on the couch I look around his studio. Different photos from different places all over the world of people, places, and random things are scattered all over the walls. Against one wall is his bed it sat on top of a mahogany platform, the bed itself was a mahogany bed with burgundy and gold bedding.

Todd came back into the room and sat in the chair across from me, “So how was your trip?” “It was good. It was about three hours we hit some turbulence. Then once I got to New York I found the subway station fine and I followed your direction which were good might I add.” Todd was giving me a silly smile, “You have a funny accent.” My face grew hot with embarrassment I had said I was going to talk only as necessary. There was no way I could cloak my southern accent though.

I try to play it off, “So I’ve been told.” “It’s sexy though I like it. Matter of fact you’re sexy. Those pictures I saw of your on Myplace were the business that’s what got me interesting in you.” “Thanks, but I have to be honest I was apprehensive about taking you up on your offer at first, I didn’t know if it was legit, I had to goggle you, and make sure.” “Well trust and believe, I’m legit. I’ve been in the photography game since I was in high school” “Yeah your work is amazing.” “So have you ever modeled before.” “Nah to be honest, I never gave it the slightest thought.” “You should have, you have this beautiful exotic look I saw you were Brazilian when I first saw you. Because of your skin and hair. What are you anyway?”

“Thanks, um I’m black and Indian.” “Cool.” Todd’s eyes scanned my body. “Could I interest you in something to think?” “Sure water would be fine.”

My head was spinning as he walked away. I couldn’t believe this was happening to little ol’ me. It was a crazy. One day I had went to my Myplace account and I had a new message from some guy under the username tmontana, he told me how he thought I was gorgeous and that I seriously needed to consider modeling. He went on to say he was a photographer and that he would love to help me build a portfolio. I first I didn’t believe him because it was some creeps crawling the Internet. We transferred messages back and forth. I googled him made sure he was legit and agreed. My mother and father had protested but I had to let them know I was grown and no longer lived with them and could make decisions for myself. I was a sophomore in college majoring in Business Administration, so it wasn’t like I didn’t have anything to fall back on.

Todd had convinced me to come to New York by paying for my plane ticket and put me up which I thought was the sweetest thing ever.

Todd came back into the sitting area with bottles of water for the both of us. We held conversation for a while longer. “Amber I was thinking of a natural look for your photo shoot.” “How natural?” Todd looked away and quickly said, “Nude.”

“Uh uh. There is no way in hell I’m getting naked.” “Listen Amber you don’t have to be complete naked. But you have such a beautiful body, it’s a piece art within it’s self. We’re going to start out slow with some headshots. Is that cool?” “Yeah the headshots part is. But the nudity hells no.”

Todd took me over to his studio and picked up his camera. He instructed me on how he wanted me to pose. I followed his instructions and he quickly snapped a few pictures. “Let’s take a look at them.” He hooked his camera up to a laptop. He pointed to a few pictures, “See I love these because they really bring out your eyes and accentuate your features.” “Thanks.”

“Let’s take some more.”, I posed against one of the brick walls and Todd snapped away, “Beautiful, beautiful. Look this way. Smile. Turn around.”

“That’s it. They turned out great.” Todd showed me the pictures on the laptop, “They’re excellent you photograph well.” I said with a blushing smile, “Thanks.” Todd slowly stroked my chin and gave me an inviting look, “No thank you.”
I can’t explain what his touch did to me, all I knew is that I wanted him and I wanted him bad. I didn’t really have anything real sexual experience except with my ex-boyfriend Barron.

Barron had been my first, my last, and my only. We had broken up when I caught him in bed with some girl who also stayed in my dorm. Barron wasn’t adventurous at all and had the nerve to say he didn’t want to have sex with me because I was freaky enough for him, whatever.

I didn’t know if Todd was feeling me or not so I wasn’t going to make a move. “Todd I hate to be rude. But I’m hungry.” “I was wondering when you were going to say that. I want to cook for you since you’re my guest.” I can him a suspicious look I had never met a man who definition of cooking went further than the delicacy of milk and cereals and oodles of noodles, “You can cook?” “Of course I can.”

“Wow.” “Have you ever had Cuban before?” I can him a disbelieving look, “Surrrreeeeee, we have lots of Cuban from in Oklahoma.” Todd laughed, “My bad well you’ll get to taste it tonight amongst other things.” “Amongst other things like that what?” Todd looked at me and gave me a smile like the cat that ate the canary, “Oh nothing.”

Todd went into the kitchen and started pulling things out of the refrigerator, beef, beans, onions, garlic, and other stuff I had no idea what it was. “Do you need help?” “Sure if you want to.” I walked into the kitchen, “Can you chop this up?”, he said pointing to the garlic and onions. “Sure.”

I stopped chopping away, then he waste some boiling hot water on himself. “Shit.” I dropped the onions and went to help him, “Are you alright?” “I guess.”, he said as he took off his shirt. I felt my panties instantly get soaked. This dude was RIPPED, his stomach was red where the water had hit. “Let me help.” I said as I got some ice out of the freezer.

I walked over to him and slowly placed one of the ice cubes against his well-defined abs. He cringed at the shocking sensation, “This will make it better.” I rubbed it against his abs, my freaky half wanted to jump out and hold the ice cube with my tongue and run it up and down his abs. But I was a good girl, well for right now at least.

“Feel better?” “Yes thanks.” I walked away and went back to cutting the onions and garlic. I looked at Todd still shirtless, he had a tattoo of angel wings on his muscular shoulder blades. On the side of his neck he had a tattoo of the word gifted. I could started imagining my arms wrapped around that neck, my fingernails digging into his back, I bit my bottom lip imagining the pleasure he could give me.

Shit! “Shit!” I looked down and I had cut my finger and it was bleeding a bit, I wasn’t going to die Todd turned around, “What’s wrong?” I held up my finger helplessly, “This.” Todd came up from behind me, “Let me take a look at that.” He kissed it lightly, “There all better.”, he gave me a cute smile. “Your lip is bleeding too.” “Huh?” Before I could react, Todd was kissing me full on the mouth. Damn he could kiss I felt myself get weak in the knees and my head get dizzy. He pulled away from my lips, then to my earlobe where he took hold of my earring ring and pulled it lightly with his teeth and let go. I let out a small moan.

Todd pulled away, “I’m sorry Amber. I can’t do this.” “Why not?” “I don’t want you to think I’m casting couching you.” “Are you?” “Of course not. Let’s just finishing cooking.”

Todd and I finished cooking dinner. We sat down at the table, Todd opened a bottle of red wine. He poured two glasses, he handed me mine. “Thanks.” “You’re more than welcome.”

“Todd how did you get interested in photography?” “My father was a photographer and he passed when I was young. He left me all his cameras and equipment and I just fell head first into photography.” “What’s your favorite thing to photograph?” “To be honest the human body. The grace and motion of it all is amazing.” I listened as he talked he had this smooth voice that covered me like velvet/

“Enough about me. Are you single?” “Yeah, I’m bout as single as single can get right now. Are you?” “Yeah a lot of women can’t deal with my lifestyle on they’re insecure the get jealous because I’m photographing all these beautiful women, for the two the traveling, I don’t travel for work I travel for myself. My goal is to visit every country in the world before I die.” “Wow, seems like you’ve gotten a pretty good start from the pictures on the wall. I want to travel the world as well.” “Maybe I can take you. “Oh really.”

All I’m going to say is Cuban food was a hell of an aphrodisiac, because I knew I wanted Todd’s fine ass to put me to bed. I think he was feeling it too because his whole demeanor changed. His lips looked more inviting, I wanted to feel his touch all over me, and I knew that how it was going to be by the end of the night.

I decided to get close to the fire, “I know where I want you to take me tonight though.” Todd reached across the table and rubbed my arm. “And where is that?” “To bed?”

Todd got up from the table and came over to me. He kissed me lightly on the forehead, then on the nose, then the lips. “Beautiful.” I lightly sucked his bottom lip, I got up and follow Todd to his bed. He laid back on the bed, “Amber I want to watch you undress.”

He said as his eyes shamelessly roamed my body, “I want to see you.” It was like he had me in a trance, I followed his orders. I kicked off my shoes, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt revealing my bra, I dropped my shirt to the floor, I unzipped my jeans and let them dropped, Todd smirked as he saw I had on a thong. “Perfect. Come here.” I slowly got onto the bed with Todd. I got on top of him, I took his shirt off revealing that damn Adonis body.

I started kissing him all over his chest, across his abs, licking his navel. I sucked his collarbone. Todd removed my bra I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off, my eyes got big as hell when I saw the imprint of his dick in his grey boxer briefs. “Nice.” Todd blushingly replied, “Thanks. I lightly bit Todd on the neck, I kissed him on the chin, I wanted to remember him.

Todd suddenly stopped me, “No I want to please you Amber. Relax. Lay on your stomach.” I did as I was asked, Todd got off the bed but returned with a gold bottle. “What is that?” He kissed me on the shoulder, “You’ll see.”

I felt a warm liquid run down my back, and then my noise was filled with the aroma of cinnamon followed by the sensations of Todd’s strong hands rubbing my shoulder blades. He traced his fingertips down my spine, he rubbed my shoulders. His hands were making my head buzz, he placed small kisses all over my back. It was like his hands were massaging the stress right out of me.

Todd licked my back, then he removed my panties. He poured some oil on my ass and started massaging my cheeks and licking and kissing them, then down my thighs, and to my calves. I closed my eyes and took in the feeling. Barron had never treated me like this. His definition of romantic was, patting me on my ass and saying girl get ready for action.

My pussy was getting soaked just from his touch alone, I knew I wanted to feel him inside of me. Todd massaged my feet sucked my toes, I let out a thrilled moan. “Toddd.”

“Your turn.” “My turn to so what?” He passed me the bottle, “To massage me.” Todd laid down on the bed and I positioned myself so I please him. I poured some oil onto Todd’s muscular back, I massaged his back, feeling his well developed muscles. “Oh yeah Amber that oil flavored so feel free to lick me.” I didn’t say a word, I just let my tongue run down his spine, savoring taste of his skin mixed with cinnamon.

I ran my hands over his shoulder blade. Todd turned over and I massaged his chest. I pulled down his underwear revealing what I had been waiting to see. I poured some of the oil onto his dick and started moving my hand up and down. I placed my tongue on his dick, I licked it slowly making eye contact with him. I ran my tongue up and down his length. I placed my mouth on the head and started moving my head up and down. Todd eyes never left me as I pleased him. Todd body twitched as he came.

“My turn.”, Todd said as he caressed my thighs. I laid on my back and spread my legs so he could the perfect view. Todd kissed the crease between the area between my thigh and pussy. He explored his pussy with his finger. He rubbed his thumb over my clit, I let out a slow moan. Todd made a trail of kisses down my inner thigh, I closed my eyes preparing my body for the pleasure.

I felt his tongue come in come with my pussy. Todd slowly moved his tongue around my pussy tasting every inch of it. “You taste good.” I couldn’t even say thank you. Todd penetrated me with his tongue, I squirmed around on the bed as I came. Todd massaged my tongue with his clit, I felt my body convulse I came so damn hard.

Todd came up from between my legs, “Are you ready for this?” I just gave him a duh look. Todd positioned himself between my legs and put one of my legs up on his shoulder kissing my calves as he did.

Todd’s dick was hitting G-Spot perfectly. I bit my lip to get from having to scream that shit was just that serious. I lifted my body up a bit to meet his effort. His dick was going so deep inside of me it felt like he was inside of my damn rib cage. Todd was going at it like he was in a marathon, then he slowed it down to a grind. Todd look so sexy as his body was covered in sweat and the moonlight accentuated his tattoo. Todd speeded his pace back up, my fingernails dug into his back as I came.

Todd stopped and laid back on the bed. I got on top of his and proceeding to give him the ride of his life. Todd kept his eyes on my body as I moved up and down changing my rhythm. His put his hands on my hips, then moved them up to my waist, and finally to my breast which he fondled. I leaned down so he could taste them.

Todd and I climaxed together, we ended up staying up for the rest of the night talking and sexing. And as the sun rose above the New York skyline I took some bomb ass nude pictures. One of which is no displayed over my fiancé Todd’s bed. My modeling career ended up not working out, but my acting career is blowing up.

I would like to thank....

2007-08-20T11:14:00.000-04:00

I would like to thank some specific people who stopped by the Honey Hive

Miss Dee (Ol' Scaredy Cat)
Solow
Bouga
Khary
Jewel
DDS
Andrea
Toya
Ashley
Penny

Thinking....Hold On

Fuck it I can't remember...But on the real...Thanks to everyone who stops by and COMMENTS!!! I really appreciate it...

2007-08-15T11:07:00.000-04:00

“Yo Mike I need a favor?” “Sure what do you need?” “Gina is flying out to Atlanta and she needs somebody to pick her up from the airport and take her to the hotel. And Mike she doesn’t know anybody in Atlanta except you. So can you do that for me?” “Yeah sure Geno. When is she coming in?” I grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, “Tomorrow. Two-Thirty. Her cell number is 252-658-6352. And I’ll give her yours’. And thanks Mike.” “No problem, man. But I got to get back to work.”

I hung up with Mike and turned my attention back to my computer screen. I had a proposal that was due Monday and I wanted to be done with it by today so my weekend would be clear. I thought back to my childhood, Geno and I were best friends, then there was his sister Gina. Gina was about four years younger than us, but she always wanted to hang. She was a tomboy to the tenth power. She could fight like a boy, play football with the boys, and act like a boy with the body to match. I hadn’t seen her in about seven years since I had left NC.

Last Geno had told she was at North Carolina A&T majoring in Public Relations. I hadn’t seen how she looked in years. The last time I saw her she was in a pair of baggy jeans, a big white T, and some beat up sneakers.

Friday I left work around one to get to the airport in time to pick her up. Geno had told me Gina would call me when she landed so I could know where to pick her up. I heard my Blackberry ringing I bluetoothed it through my speakers in my BMW. “Hello this is Michael Davenport.” I heard a mockingly deep voice reply, “Hello this is Michael Davenport.”, then I heard a snicker, “Gina is that you?” “Yeah it is…” She made the voice again, “Mr. Michael Davenport. I didn’t know you were doing it big like that, Mike.” I laughed, “I’m doing a little something.” “Word, I feel ya. Well I’ll be waiting at Gate five.” “Okay.”

Gina didn’t have the same whiney voice she did when we we’re younger. When I arrived in front of gate five I didn’t see anyone that looked remotely looked like Gina. I called her, “Where are you?” “Standing in front of Gate 5. Where are you?” “I don’t see you what are you wearing?” “A jean jacket with a black dress.” “Okay.” I hung up and started scanning the crowd for a jean jacket.

That can’t be Gina I said as I looked at a shapely woman in a short jean jacket, a tight fitting black wrap dress, and a pair of black stilettos pumps slowly walked towards me. I gave her an incredulous look, “Gina?” “In the flesh.” I couldn’t believe my eyes Gina was totally different, gone was the skinny boyish figured, it was replaced with a curvaceous body. There were no more cornrows now she rocked a sleek bob, and clothes that hugged every inch of her body now replaced the baggy clothes.

“Damn Gina you look amazing.” “Thanks and the same can go for you as well.” “Thanks.” I said as I peeled my eyes away from her. “Now are you going to help me with my bags muthafucka’ or we just going to exchanged pleasantries all fucking day.” I smiled, “That’s the Gina I remember.” She laughed, “I still got it in me. After all I did hang with you and Geno.” “True.”, I said as I placed her bag in my trunk. I opened the car door for her and got into the driver’s seat and pulled off.

“Damn this shit is nice, Mike.” “You like it?” “I love it. What’s this? The 745, right?” “Yeah fresh off the lot.” “Mike you are too much, left the boonies and blew up. Big time.” “Like I said I’m doing a lil’ something. But what brings you to Atlanta?” “An interview for an internship with a public relations firm down here.” I looked at her, “You in public relationships? Miss fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you, too.” Gina bust into laughter recalling that scene, “Yes me. I grew out of that whole phase once I got in ninth grade. I realized I had to grown up and be more friendly to people. I mean I came out of my shell.” My eyes scanned her body, and this time I licked up lips, “I can see that.”

We drove to her hotel I walked her inside. The hotel was full of people some type of convention was going on. “Thanks for the ride and everything Mike. I appreciate it, because I didn’t know how I was going to find my way around Atlanta.” “No problem.” I walked with her up to the front desk.

“Yes, how may I help you?” “Yes I have reservation in the name of Gina Taylor.” The young blonde clerk scrolled through the computer briefly and looked back up with an apologetic look on her face, “I’m sorry Ms. Taylor. But you were bumped out of you room.” Gina gave her a puzzled look, “Bumped out? I have had these reservations for five months.” “We’re sorry but a big motivational seminar is going on at Phillips Arena and we had a big influx of guest. This occurred by accident I assure you.” I saw tears forming in her eyes, “Can you recommend any other hotel in the area?” “Ms. Taylor this is a very big seminar as far as I know every hotel in the metro area is booked.”

Gina mumbled under her breath and walked away, “Damn what am I going to do?” “Gina you can stay with me.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “I mean I don’t want to impose.” “You won’t trust me.” “Okay.”

Gina and I left the hotel, “I can’t believe that shit, my reservations have been in place since I found out about my interview.” “It happens like that sometimes.” “Yeah you’re right.”

We arrived at my house, “Damn, Mike you got all this house to yourself?” “Not to myself, there is someone.” I thought I saw a hint of disappointment on her face, “Oh who?” “My dog Chaka.” I saw what looked to be a look of relief on her face, she laughed, “Oh okay. That’s cool.”
As we walked into the house she looked around in amazement, “This is beautiful.” “Thanks.” I gave her the grand tour concluding with the guest room in which she’d be staying. She laid her bed down and sat on the edge of the bed. “I really appreciate this Mike, for real.” “You’re welcome.”

“Is that suit Armani?” “Yes it is. Good eye.” “Damn Mike, it looks good on you.” As she said it she licked her lips, please don’t tell me she was flirting with me. “Yeah thanks.” I walked out closing the door behind me, I went downstairs to my office to finish some stuff from home.

A few minutes later Gina came down with her laptop in hand minus the jacket and the high heels shoes that had been replaced for a pair of black bedroom shoes. “Mike do you have wireless internet?” “Yeah.” “Okay.”

She sat down in a chair across from my desk. She the only noise being made was the rapid tap of fingers on her keyboard. “What are you doing?” “Finishing up this paper that’s due in one my classes so I can e-mail it to my professor.” “Such a diligent student.” She smiled, “I try.”

Silence followed again, “Mike?” Without looking up from my work I replied, “Yes?” “You know I had the biggest crush on you back in the day.” “Nah I didn’t.” “Why do you think I always wanted to hang with you and Geno.” “Because you were rough as hell.” She laughed again, “True. I just wanted to drop that tidbit of information on you.” “Oh okay.”

Around five my stomach started growling, “Mike, I’m hungry.” “Damn Gina you read my mind.” “Well then take me somewhere to eat. I already checked your fridge you ain’t got shit.” I gave her the finger and laughed, “I do have enough.” “Don’t even try to play me I saw all those take out menus in the kitchen.”

“You got a point, let me go feed Chaka and I’ll be ready.” “Cool.”

When I returned Gina was standing at the door, waiting with an impatient look on her face. “Took you long enough.” “I was only gone like three minutes.” “I don’t think you understood me. I’m hungry.”, she said with a playful attitude.

“So where are we going?” “This Italian place I’m sure you’ll like.” “Sounds good.” When we arrived we got a quiet table near a window. Gina and I had a wonderful conversation over dinner, we found out we had a lot in common, and caught up on what we each had been doing in years passed.

When we arrived back at my house Gina told me goodnight and headed straight for her room. I heard the shower running, I went into my room and did the same thing. I let the shower run over my six-five build. When I got out I put on a pair of athletic shorts and a T shirt. I was on my way downstairs to let Chaka in when I saw that Gina’s door was slightly cracked. Curiosity killed the cat, this I know but I had to peek.
What I saw was beautiful, Gina was just stepping out of bathroom with the towel around her body. She slowly dropped it revealing her tender breast, small waist, and gorgeous hips. I looked as she wiped off her soft bronze skin. I felt my dick swelling in my pants. I moved my hand down to my dick and started rubbing it through the thin material. I must not have been the only one horny because as she rubbed towel between her legs, she let out a soft moan. Then she dropped the towel and started rubbing on her pussy with her fingers. She laid down on the bed, and the way the bed was positioned I got a perfect view of her spread eagle while fingering herself. I watched as her fingers moved in and out of her. Her eyes were closed, she placed a pillow over her face to muffle her moans as she climaxed.

I couldn’t take it anymore and went into my room shut the door. I laid down on the bed and pulled my shorts down. I stroked my dick up and down, and closed my eyes and replayed the images of Gina in my mind. I moved faster and faster until I felt myself bust. I went into my bathroom and grabbed a towel to clean off with. I got myself together and went downstairs.

Gina was on the couch looking at television wearing a tight fitting white tank top that was thin enough that I could make out her nipples and a pair of black boy shorts. She looked at me, “I thought you were sleep.” “I thought u were as well.” I sat down in the chair opposite of her, “I let Chaka in because he was at the door crying to get it.” “Thanks.” “You’re welcome.”

I looked at Gina she was sexy no doubt about that. I wanted her but how could I step to my best friend’s little sister. “Why you looking at me like that?” I broke my gaze yet again, “Gina you look terrific.” She smiled, “Some would say close to spectacular.” “I’m serious.” Gina grew silent and acted as if she didn’t hear me. Ten minutes later she spoke, “So do you like me now?” “What do you mean?” “Mike I had the biggest crush on you when we were younger. But you never paid me no attention, I mean yeah it’s a lot of different between us. But you still could have been nice to me. Gina leave us alone, Gina get out my face, Gina why you look like a boy.”

I saw the hint of tears forming in her eyes, “That hurt me Mike. That’s partially why I got my shit together. Because do you remember that time I wanted you to be my first.” I put my head down because a member I had long since forgot came back, “Yeah I do.” “Do you know how much that hurt me? I remember you’re exact words, Gina you act like a boy.” “I’m sorry Gina. I really am.” “It’s okay.” “Gina I was young, and stupid back then.” “Like I said it’s okay.” “No it’s not.”

She looked at me, “How are you going to make up for it then?” I thought about it, I can’t believe I’m about to do this. I walked over to where Gina was and stood right into of her I kneeled down and kissed her, touching her breast. “Do you still want me is the question?” She pulled me closer by my shirt, “I never stopped.” As she passionately returned my kiss.

I took her hand and led her upstairs to my bedroom. I laid her down on my bed, I gently kissed her feet and sucked on her toes. She let out a soft moan, I made my way up to her inner thighs. I kissed on them and lightly bit, her legs were so soft and smooth. I pulled at the waistband of her shirt and removed them, exposing her waxed pussy. I ran my finger across it, “Sexy.” “Thanks.”

I slowly parted her lips with my fingers and teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. Gina let out a soft moan. I placed one hand on each one of her thighs. I slowly worked my tongue up and down her pussy, then down to her ass. She gasped a bit, I lightly bit her soft ass cheek.

I started eating her pussy like it was my last meal. Gina placed her hand on the back on my head, I felt her body shake as she came. I laid down on the bed, Gina gave me a dumbfounded look. “Sit on my face.”

Gina did as asked her. She sat on top of me facing my feet. She started riding my tongue as I stuck in inside of her. She reached down and pulled my shorts down from over my hips exposing my saluting erection. She repositioned herself on my face and started giving me head.

I thought I had died and went to heaven the feeling was so instense. She took me into her warm mouth. She was moaning and grinding on my face. I took my tongue out her pussy long enough to taste her ass. Gina let out a high-pitched moan and came all over my face.

I gripped the sheets as she continued moving her head up and down rapidly. I felt the pressure building up inside my dick as I came inside of her mouth. She slowly moved her brought her head back up. I looked at her as she got off me and turned around.

“Damn this is a vision.”, she said as she shook her head. She removed my shirt and started rubbing chest. She lightly bit me on my pec, then lightly tickling my nipple with her tongue. “Taste like chocolate.” She ran her tongue up and down my stomach, planting random kisses along the way. She kissed my neck under my chin, my ears. She bit me on my neck.

I closed my eyes, “What are you doing?”, she asked “Remembering this moment.” “Let me give you something I remember as well.” I picked Gina up and got on top of her, I spread her legs revealing her dripping, awaiting pussy. I grabbed a condom out my nightstand drawer and put it on.

I positioned myself between Gina’s legs, I slowly glided myself inside of her tightness. Gina bit her lip and looked me directly in the eyes. She placed her hands on the back on my neck, I placed my hands by her head. I worked deeper into her, “Oh shit Mike.” I kissed her gently on her forehead, as I continued stroking with a passion.

Gina gripped her fingernails into my back, “Michael.” I felt her pussy walls shuddering and tighting on my dick as she came, “Gina, turn over.” Gina turned over and read my mind, she got on her hands and knees. I came up behind her and licked her ass cheek. I slowly slid inside of her again, I pumped in and out at a ferociously. I smacked Gina out her ass, she let out a pleasured scream. “Mike! Fuck me.” Gina met each one of my strokes with equal vigor. “Oh my god, Mike that’s my spot.” I pulled out and looked as her juices ran from her and onto the sheets.

I tasted her again, she threw her head back. I grabbed her by her hips and went back to giving her all I had until I felt my impending climax. I collapsed on the bed I was so dizzy. Gina fell out on the bed. “Damn Mike.” “What?” “I hope I get that fucking internship.” “I do, too.” I saw as I wiped sweat from my forehead.

2007-08-15T09:53:00.000-04:00

I was thinking of you today as the lunch hour slowly approached. Last night's intense love making still was flashing vividly through my mind. I quickly sent you a text message, because I knew they monitored IM and e-mail. Meet me in the supply room doing lunch.

You send me a smiley face back accompanied by the word sure. You knew exactly what I had in mind. When lunch hour hit everyone was rushing out of the office, nobody even noticed us slide into the dimly lit supply closet. I quickly lock the door behind me and give you a devilish smile.

Words were not needed, you passionately kissed me with your decadent lips. I yanked at your tie loosening it, moving down your shirt collar to place sweet kisses on your sweeter chocolate skin. You lift up my skirt over my hips and pull off my panties. I pull at your belt buckle and unzipped your pants unleashing your erection. You pick me up and place me on top of the cold steel supply table.

I feel you enter my awaiting tunnel with every bit of force and passion in your being. You look me in the eye, yet no words are needed to communicate what you mean. I close my eyes and tilt my head back. I place my hands on the back of your neck, rub your smooth bald head.

Soft moans flee my mouth as I become caught in the rapture. This is perfect is all I think as we climax together in perfect harmony. We embrace each other and quickly get ourselves together.

But out brief time spent together will suffice and help bring me through the rest of my hellish workday. See you tonight baby.

2007-08-10T17:43:00.000-04:00

Damn this has been one of the most boring days, I’ve had since I came to work at U.S. Bank four years ago, I’ve been working here ever since I’d graduated college. I usually enjoyed my job, but everyone that worked in the offices along with me was out with the flu, it had been terrible this year. I had just come back from being home sick myself a couple of days ago. I sat at my desk reading over some e-mails, and checking my bank account online. I looked good as usual; it was lovely, being single, sexy free. Or at least that’s what I tell myself.

Right before Thanksgiving over four months ago, my boyfriend of two years, Ian and I called it quits, because we realized we wanted two different things out of life. I’d given him all of me, then some. But fuck it, two tears in a bucket. I leaned back at my chair and stared out at the Charlotte skyline. It was a beautiful, sunny, yet a little chilly, February day. I had a two o’ clock appointment with some young guy, well he was actually a little bit older than me, but nevertheless he wanted me to help him, build a stock portfolio.

I looked at my watch it was currently; it was three minutes ‘til two. I looked at my hair and make-up in the mirror, my chocolate skin, made sure the cousins were looking pretty under my suit jacket. Looked at my freshly manicured nails. I smoothed out my navy blue skirt, and fiddled with a button on my navy blue suit jacket. I hope he wasn’t late because I was seriously ready to go home. At exactly one minute after, I heard a knock at my office door. I got up greet him, “Come in.”

And there he stood, Julius Jefferies we had attended high school together but he’d been two years ahead of me. “Oh my god, Julius. How are you?” Julius flashed that sexy smile that made me melt in high school and damn he still had it. “I’m fine, Elena how are you?” I smoothed a piece of hair back, behind my ear, “Um fine, damn it’s good to see.” “Same here.” He said as I looked him up and down. He had on a nicely tailored black Armani suit, a pair of Ferragamo dress shoes, a black silk tie with silver pinstrips, and a diamond accented his right ear.

I couldn’t believe how good Julius looked. He had been fine as hell in high school, now he was finer than heaven. Damn, I had to sit down before my knees got weak. He had perfect caramel skin, hazel eyes, a gorgeous smile, and that hair, that thick, wavy, jet-black hair that he kept cut close. I’d had the biggest crush on him in high school, but he’d been with Kimmie Edmondson, the whole time we were in high school. And I couldn’t just steal another girl’s man like that. Plus nobody was really checking for me like that back then anyway.

I looked him up and down, “So what have you been doing these last five or six years.” He returned the look, “Well I went to college in Florida, I moved back here about three months. Because and a guy I went to college with was starting his own club. He asked me did I want in and I was like, yeah. So we opened it, it’s called DV8. I don’t know if you’ve heard of it or not.” “Are you kidding me? That’s everyone has been talking about since it opened in December. I wish I would have known that was your club or I would have been came through.”

He seductively smiled at me, “You should. Damn, Elena if you don’t mind me saying, you still got it.” I moved around and a little bit, “Still got what?” He held his hands out, “It! I mean you was right it high school, you looking way too good now. Do you have a man?” I frowned, “Nah, I don’t. My last boyfriend and I parted ways a couple of months ago.” His eyebrow peaked and he licked those luscious lips, “Uh huh, I’m sorry to hear that.” I looked at him and smiled, “So are you and Kimmie still together?” He laughed, “Nah me and Kimmie broke up before she even got to her first semester at A&T.” Maybe it was just my flat out horniness from dick deprivation, but I felt that usually thumping feeling I got when I wanted a dude.

I nodded my head, “Uh huh. But please have a seat.” Julius took the chair that was directly in front of my desk. My eyes wondered down to his crouch, I caught myself before I let out a grasp. I hope that was something else, because if that was what I thought it was, Damnnnnnnn is all that I can say about that. “So how can I be of service to you today?” Julius flashed that million dollar, panty wetter smile at me again, “Ummm well, I just want to get my finances in order. Because this club business isn’t a long-term thing, and I just want to make sure I’m set, if something happens.” I nodded my head in understanding, “I get where you’re coming from. I can set you up with stocks, savings. Whatever you and me decide on being best for you..”

Julius and I talked business for another hour, and then we started catching up on each other lives. “Um Julius, I hate to cut this love fest short, but I have a meeting at three-thirty I need to get ready for. But give me your number and maybe we can hook up for lunch or something, one day.” Julius smiled again, if he didn’t stop smiling I’d jump his bones right now. He reached into his pocket and took out his Blackberry and licked his lips, “Sure Elena, I’m going to call you tonight. I’d like to take you out tonight if you don’t have any plans that is.”

I ran through my mental calendar, not unless watching Ugly Betty, eating some leftovers from last night’s dinner, and going to sleep at ten was considered plans, then yeah I did. But fuck that, “No, Julius I don’t have any plans. What time?” “When do you get off work?” “At five, but I probably won’t get out of the office until like six-thirty.” I said as I leaned over to get my Blackberry out of my tote bag, letting him see my D cups perfectly, I looked up and eyed him seductively, “Is that cool?”

All I could think about was getting the dick, even though Ian was childish he laid the dick down just the way a grown man should or better. Ian and I were passionate lovers the whole times we dated he introduced me to new things, as did I. Ian had been gorgeous he was dark chocolate with black diamond eyes, six foot-five, professional basketball player, gorgeous pearl white teeth, jet black curly hair, and a delicious and beautiful dick. I loved him and he loved me too, but we realized that things were working in favor of us.

I caught Julius enjoying the eye full, he quickly snapped out of it, when I made eye contact with. “Ummm sure Elena, you do that.”

The next couple of hours, couldn’t fly by quick enough. I called him at six forty five as I made my way out of the parking garage at my office building and into the congested, Trade Street of Charlotte. Julius picked up on the second ring, I could hear music in the background, “Hey Elena.” He damn near yelled into the phone. “Uh hey, what’s all that damn noise.” “Oh were auditioning DJ’s we have a few big parties coming up CIAA weekend and we want the place jumping.” I heard him go into a less noisey room. “Where are you at?” “Right now I’m just leaving the office.” “Word, umm could you meet me at my club?” “Um sure.” I said, “Aight I will see you went you get here.”

I drove in the direction of his club, I had never been there, but I had seen the lines to get in there throughout the week. I parked my car on a side street and walked up to the front door. I walked through the doors and it was more spectacular on the inside than I had heard it was. It was dimly light, there were white shadow screens, that someone said woman dance behind. There were cages were they had both male and females dancers, dancing inside of. The bars was white-lighted, the dance floor had white lights illuminating under it. There was a white wall with a big, screen with a laser show dancing across it.

I walked into the middle of the dance floor, and looked around for Julius. I called out his name, “Julius. Julius. Where are you?” I felt some strong hands come up and wrap around my small waist. “I’m right here, Elena.” I spun around, “Oh there you are?” I twitched my legs and my nipples instantly got hard beneath my La Pearle bra, Julius didn’t know how much that turned me on, or maybe he did from the way he seductively licked his lips. He had changed into a pair of black/white Jordans, a pair of dark Evisu jeans, a black/white NY fitted, and a white tee shirt. Damn he looked even better in his street clothes. I looked into his hazel eyes, as I freed myself from his grip. “So where are we heading for dinner?” He flashed a mischievous smile, “Nowhere.” I cocked my head to the side in anger, “Huh, you got my ass over here starving and you not going to give a sista a damn thing to eat?”

Julius just laughed, “Chill out, Elena. I got you.” He took my hand and led my over to the bar and there laid out in front of me was dinner; from my favorite restaurant at that. “Thanks, Julius. I’m sorry.” Julius shook his head as he passed me a glass of wine, “It’s okay. You had that same quick temper in high school, if I remember correctly.” “Yeah I surely did, but that was because I had not experienced the stress relieving powers of dick yet.” I said with a reminiscent smile. “Oh really, you should have called me.” I started laughing hysterically, “For what, you had was stuck too far up Kimmie’s skinny ass.” Julius’ face got serious, “No I’m serious, I wanted you so bad Elena. I mean you had the smallest waist, that fat ass, I don’t remember you having as much in the titty department, but what you had was nice. I remember when we had Algebra II together and I used to sit behind you. I remember you used to wear thongs and sometimes they’d be peaking up over your jeans.” Julius closed his eyes as he recalled the whole situation. “I knew you were a virgin, but I just wanted that tight ass pussy.” I hated him pulling my former V card those were some of the most fustrating years of my life. But that all changed when I moved in with my older sister after having a big falling out with my parents.

I took another sip of my wine his descriptive recollection made my pussy get wetter than a hurricane; “ My pussy still is tight.” I said with a devilishly grin, as I continued” Well I wanted your ass bad as hell, too. I used to look at you out there sweating on the basketball court, and I would just be like damn. I want him bad as hell. I mean you were and are gorgeous. Plus I heard you were blessed in the dick department.” Julius smiled and blushed again (that was too cute), I couldn’t hold it back anymore, I wanted to fuck him. “Well, I’ve heard that also. But can I be honest with you right quick.” “Yeah, what’s up.” “I didn’t stroll into your office by chance. I saw you at a Bobcats game a few months back, you left before I could speak. So I tracked your ass down.” I smiled, “I’m glad you went through the trouble. So was it worth it?” Julius reached out and touch my bare thigh, “It most definitely was.” I took another sip of my wine, I was feeling super frisky now, “Julius, well can I show you how worth it was.” Julius eyed me confusedly, “Um yeah.”

“Well put on some music. Make sure it that’s slow shit though.” Julius got up and went into the DJ booth, he put on the, Ne-Yo’s “Mirror” I waited for Julius to come back down, I got up and walked over to one of the stripper pole. I walked up the steps that led to the platform. I slowly and seductively started dancing and kicking off my shoes. Next came my suit jacket, button by button. Exposing my black see-through lace bra, I had Julius’s full attention and I planned on keeping it that way. I reached behind my and slowly unzipped my skirt, as I moved my body slowly to the music. Revealing a see-through black lace thong, I twirled my body around the pole. I reached behind me and unsnapped my bra, revealing my breast. I ran my hand over my body; I motioned for Julius to come here with my finger.

Julius walked over and got up on the platform with me. I wrapped my arms around, Julius. “Umm you smell good, Julius.” I put my hands on the pole and pulled myself up and wrapped my legs around Julius’ waist .I started grinding against his dick, and moving to the music. I could feel his dick getting hard, I smiled to myself with satisfaction. I let myself down and took off Julius’ shirt, he had the tightest abs I’d seen in a long time. I ran my hands across them making them twitch. “Aww so you’re ticklish?”

Julius took my hand, “Nah never that. But let me see where you ticklish at.” He said as he moved his mouth down to breast. He licked on my right nipple, then my left as he took it into his mouth. Then he blew on it, the sensation sent chills down my spine. I flinched a little, Julius smiled, “Hmmmm that’s one place.” His lips were so soft and full. I softly and slowly spoke, “Julius we been doing all this talking, but you haven’t even kissed me yet. Kiss me.” I demanded of him. Julius looked deeply into my eyes, “No you kiss me.” I placed a hand on the back of Julius’ neck and brought his face closer to mine, when his lips to touched my lips I felt an instant spark. His lips were juicier than I imagined they would be. It felt so good as his tongue invaded my lips, damn if he could work magic with his tongue on these lips, it was probably a damn near miracle what he could do on the lips below the belt.

It was an erotic sensation his bare skin next to my bare skin. I pulled back from the kiss to look into his eyes. His eyes looked as if he was in a trance. I couldn’t take it anymore, I unbuckled his belt and took off his pants. Exposing a pair of black boxers, and his rock hard dick. Damn was all I could think to myself. He was truly blessed he had to be nine and a half inches or more plus thick. I smiled a mischievous smile, “Damn so what I heard was all fact, huh?”

Julius smiled happily and kissed me again as he picked me up and I wrapped my legs back around his waist. I kissed on his neck; I sucked on his diamond-studded earlobe. I could tell that was a major turn on to him from the sounds he made. I felt Julius’ reaching to take off my panties, he took this off and tossed them to the floor somewhere. I started tugging at his boxers trying to get them off of him as fast as I could. I looked into his eyes again, they were so beautiful they were filled with a passion that I’d never seen before, it was beautiful.

“Julius, I waited so long for this…” Julius entering me interrupted my sentence; I let out a loud moan. Damn was all I could think to myself as I bit my bottom lip. His dick felt so good, I placed both of my arms on the back of head neck, I moved one up to the top of his head. I caught Julius’ rhythm. Julius was a tall and you know what they say about tall dudes, they can go deep. I could feel it in my stomach. Julius was focused he was moving in and out of me with the quickness. “Ummmm Elena, baby this is perfect. Dam…” Was he could say before I placed a finger to his lips. “Stop! New position.”

Julius let me down and I got down on all fours facing the wall where the laser show had once appeared and to my surprise instead of the laser show we had a movie theater screen size view of us fucking. Julius looked in the same direction I was looking it, “Yeah that the crowd camera of usually is.” As he got down on his knees behind me. I nodded my head, “Interesting. But that fuck that, let’s keep going.” I felt Julius enter me from the back and all could do was think about slapping the shit out of myself for not getting up on that shit years ago. He placed his hand between my shoulder blades pressing me down changing my angle, and that shit was off the damn hook. I looked up at the screen again, Julius moving it and out of me, my facial expressions, the sounds in that large quiet empty area. He was going at it so furiously that I could hear his balls slapping against my things. One of the nosiest that turned me on the most. “Ju-ju-juuliusss.” I stuttered through my pussy muscles contracting on his dick. I heard Julius let out a groan, “Damn Elena throw that ass back.” I threw it back at him with each one of his trust.

Julius looked up at the screen, “Damn baby that is perfect. You like that don’t you?” All I could do was nod my head in agreement. I felt my pussy walls contracting and shuddering as I felt a orgasm going on. Before I could explode though Julius pulled out, I sucked my teeth, “Please don’t tell me you bust.”

I looked at the rock solid dick between his legs, “Nah I just wanted you to do something a little different.” He laid down on his back, I knew the deal. I got on top of him and slowly guided him inside of me. I hadn’t ridden a mean dick in ages and didn’t know how much I missed it, until I started working his ass over. Soon I felt my pussy walls contracting on his dick again. I started going faster and faster until I felt myself climax. Julius eyes were closed; I was still straddling trying to catch my breath. “Damn Elena.” I started back riding him with my hands on his chest until he came. We were so spent we just laid embracing each other on the platform for another hour.

That was over five months ago and Julius and I are going strong. He has made serious money off the stock portfolio I set him up with.

Shouts to my CL peeps

2007-08-10T15:30:00.000-04:00

Thanks to everyone from http://www.concreteloop.com Who stopped by and read the first installment from my anthology. I really appreciate it. LOVE YA!

2007-08-10T14:50:00.000-04:00

“So what are you saying then, you’re not fucking her!!!” Chauncey tried to grab my hands as I reached to slap him. But it was too late my small hand connected with his face. “Angela, why we got to go through this? I love you. I’m not fucking Jane nor is Jane fucking me.” “Chauncey, whatever I trusted you, fine if you want to be with the bitch then be with the bitch.” I felt the hot tears running down my face, as I sat down on the edge of the bed.

I had fallen in love with Chauncey due to his creativity he was a musician I was a singer. We made beautiful music together in the studio and in the bedroom. I was sixteen when we met, he was seventeen. I thought I had found a kindred spirit in him. Now I’m nineteen, he had become a big time record producer seemingly over night and over the last few months our relationship had turned sour. It went from us staying up all night writing songs and collaborating to us not talking for days and exchanging evil glares.

“Chauncey, I saw the fucking text messages. Oh Jane I miss you. Oh Jane I need you. Oh Jane, Jane, Jane. What the fuck ,Chauncey?! What I’m not good enough anymore?” Chauncey sat down beside me, “Jane is a friend, who needs help.” “Fuck Jane, what about me? Do you know how I felt reading that shit? It reminded me of when we first go together. How good that shit made me feel.” Chauncey looked me dead in the eyes with those dark, bedroom eyes that used to put me in a trance. “Angela, I still love you. And I still feel the same way about you.”

Jane was Chauncey’s so called “protégé” she wasn’t all that talented, but with the right team she’d definitely blow up. In today’s industry it didn’t take much talent to make it, just the right look. Chauncey spent more time with her than he did with me, and I didn’t want to sound paranoid or jealous so I didn’t say anything until today when his Blackberry was vibrating like crazy and I went to shut it down. All I saw was these lovey-dovey text messages between him and Jane. As I read the text messages it felt like my heart was breaking. Chauncey had once been my support system, now he was doing this to me.

Chauncey moved closer to me and kissed me on the lips, then down to the spot on my neck that he knew always made me wet. He whispered into my ear, “I love you, Angela forever and for always.” He slowly moved me back on the bed and moved between my legs. He slowly pulled my sweatpants off revealing my black lace underwear. As much as I hated Chauncey I loved him. I looked into Chauncey’s eyes as he slowly took my panties off and unbuckled his belt, he took his pants off and threw them to the floor. He took off his white T revealing that ripped chocolate brown body only God could have sculpted.

Chauncey moved his soft hands under my tank top and removed it, and then he unsnapped my bra so quick I didn’t even realize it was gone. Chauncey just gave me this mischievous smile. He took off my boxers and slowly moved his dick inside of me. I bit my lip trying to keep from crying not tears from the sex, but tears from the mental hurt. The hurt of knowing the person inside of me, didn’t love me anymore. I placed my hands on top of Chauncey silky ass waves. I thought back to the first time we’d made love. It had been my first time ever, and I remember stroking my hands up and down his head to forget about the pain, and that smile he’d given me.

I looked at Chauncey as he awkwardly stroked away to his heart’s content. He didn’t even fuck me the way he used to. He was talking shit about who’s pussy it was, blah, blah. It was so half-hearted it was pathetic. That mess went in one ear and out the other. He thought he was really doing something I conjured up a couple of porno star moans and a few Oh Daddies’ to stroke his ego. That was until his cell phone rang, I recognized it as Jane’s personal Ringer ID, the same as mine, “Let’s Get It On”. Chauncey sprang up from between my legs to answer, “Yes babe. What is it?” I heard Jane’s annoying voice on the other end of the phone, “Okay I will be right there.”

Chauncey almost broke his neck to get up and put on his Red Monkeys and his Ed Hardy hoodie, and his colorful Nike’s. I sat up on the bed and headed straight for the shower. I was sick of this shit, I took a long shower. I got out of the shower and slid on some Seven jeans, a tight white tank top, a long gold chain, and a pair of gold flats. I headed straight for the closet and packed the few possessions I had at his crib. The tears continued flowing.

I stuffed them all into my Louis Vuitton duffel bag. I was heading back to my own apartment and staying there for good, but I heard the doorbell ring. I went to answer it and there he stood, Black. Black was one of Chauncey’s premiere rapper and probably the finest dude I’d ever laid eyes on. He had on a black Ralph Lauren polo with a big white horse on it, a pair of light blue Evisu jeans, his long diamond studded chain, and some black and white Jordan’s He was dark chocolate , he had thick sensuous lips, beautiful brown eyes, wavy black hair, and this southern accent that kept me hot. I just loved listening to his music and some nights I fantasized he was making love to me instead of Chauncey, I almost fucked up one night and called Chauncey by his name.

“Hey Angel is Chauncey here?” I quickly attempted to wipe tears away, “Oh nah I’m sorry Black he isn’t. But come in.” Black came into the living room and sat down. Black gave me a concerned look, “What’s wrong, Angela?” I quickly wiped away the remaining tears, “I’m fine, Black.” Black placed his hand against my arm, “Are you sure?” I tried to lie, but what’s the use. “Me and Chauncey, it’s over.” Black gave me an unsurprised look, “Damn. So you found out about Jane, huh?” I shook my head and gave a pissed off smile, “So you knew, huh?” Black looked away, “I’ve known for a minute. I didn’t know how to tell you. I didn’t want to rock the boat. I’m sorry.” “It’s okay.”

“You deserve so much more, though if you ask me, Angela.” I smiled, “Thanks.” I made eye contact with Black. “No need to thank me.” I decided to change the subject, I would have my sister circle to talk about Chauncey with. “So I heard you in the studio working on some new stuff?” “Yeah, matter of fact that’s why I came by here. Chauncey and I were supposed to be doing some collaborating tonight on this beat.” “Word.” “Yeah do you want to hear it?” “Of course.”

Black and I made our way to the dimly lit studio on the second floor. Black went over to the shelf and pulled some of his recordings. He put them on the beat was signature Chauncey. But Black’s rhymes is what made it hot, “I love it, Black.” “Thanks, Angel Cake.” I laughed at my newfound nickname. Black started rapping his verse to me, Her ass too thick, his lips too slick, her hips too perfect.... Black made it seem like he was rapping about me, “Sounds good to me.” Black seductively licked his lips, “It should it’s about you.” My nipples instantly started hardening, Black instantly took notice of my braless titties. He reached across and rubbed his fingers across my nipples. My pulse moved to between my legs. He licked his lips again, and I repositioned myself in my chair to let my pussy muscles throb more freely “Oh really?”

Black knew he had me and I wasn’t going to front on him. If he wanted me he could have me, no question asked. Yeah, some girls might say I’m trifling for screwing my man’s “best friend”. But the feeling was mutual. Black scanned my body, and I knew it was over. I had been good to Chauncey and he’d started treating me like shit over a new piece of ass.

“Yes, really. Angel I’m going to be straight up. I want you, from the moment I saw you.”, he said so seductively.” Are you serious?” “Yes Angel.” Black turned his chair to face me more directly. I got up from my chair and straddled him and placed arms around his neck. I smiled “See the thing is Black. I want you too. I want to feel you inside of me. Every since the first time I saw you as well. At the pool that time, I remember how your trunks outlined your dick.” He moved his hands slowly down my waist and rested them on my ass. I kneeled down and whispered in his ear, “Black give it to me.” I started sucking on his earlobe. I sucked on his neck where his pulse beat was. I reached for his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. He just bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes.

Black slowly moved me away, “Nah Angela this is about you.” He motioned for me towards the black leather sofa in the corner. I got up and made my way over to it, and laid back. Black removed my tank freeing my breasts, he slowly started sucking on my breast and rubbing on them. I let out a soft moan, his lips were soft and succulent just as I imagined them to be. I ran my hand across his head. “Ummmm Black…” Black just moved to my other titty and started sucking on it and he pressed them together and started working magic on them both at the same time.

I unzipped my jeans, and kicked off my shoes. Black moved down my panties and spread my legs, he looked at my wet, glistening pussy, and smiled. He moved his head between my legs and he moved his tongue between my slit to find my clit. My hands gripped the couch. Black sucked on my clit, he kissed me inner thigh. He swirled his tongue around inside of me. He started teasing my clit with his tongue and he knew exactly when to hit the spot. He lightly bit my clit, “Oh shit, baby. I’m coming.” It felt like my body was exploding from the orgasm. My body hadn’t felt that good ever.

I pulled away from Black, he looked at me with my pussy juices shining on his lips. “What’s wrong?” I smiled naughtily, “Nothing just get naked.” I stood up and helped Black get undressed. My mouth hung open when I saw his dick, he was damn near ten inches. I knew the bottom was about to get knocked out of my pussy. “Lay down.”

Black laid down and I got on top of his face, and moved my face closed to his dick. I slowly moved my mouth onto his dick. Black was already giving my pussy a tongue lashing, I started giving Black the Karrine Steffans treatment. All I can say is 69 was a very good year. The black chair was covered in our fluids. We both came at the same time, we laid there spent until we got our second wind.

I got on all fours as Black came up behind me and slid his dick inside of me. I had to grip the chair again to keep from screaming. It felt like his dick was up in my stomach. Black started working my ass over, he was giving me this intense mix of pleasure and pain, but I loved it. I felt my pussy walls shuddering and the powerful energy release of my climax. But Black didn’t stop to let me catch my breath.

I got on top of Black and started riding him. I looked down into Black’s eyes and saw this look of ecstasy. He closed his eyes as I slowed down and speeded up my rhythm. Those years of dancing really helped keep my hips in my rhythm with his body. As I came, Black bent me over the chair and started tearing me up for real. I started crying it felt so good.

Black and I continued fucking like animals. “Fuck me, Black! Ohhh shit baby.” Black was a silent lover, which is good if you used to a dude who thinks he’s Mr. Marcus. Black just smiled and placed his hand on the part of my back between my shoulders. “You like this, Angela?” I couldn’t answer I was too overcome with pleasure to answer. I just nodded my head. Black flipped me over and put my legs over his shoulders. Black was giving it to me so damn good. Black drove deep inside of me. His face had this focused looked on this face like making me come was his only goal, that was driving me crazy. I placed my hands on the back of his neck. I was a few strokes away from another orgasm when my head slowly looked over towards the door. Black’s eyes followed mine. I saw both Jane and Chauncey standing there with their mouths hung wide open. Jane’s dress was hanging off and Chauncey shirt was covered in lipstick.

“Keep going, Black.” Black continued fucking me, “Oh shit, Black.” Black dick was still going deep inside of me, my back arched, he lifted me up and fucked me until he came all inside of me.

I just smiled at them both. Black looked at Chauncey and got up to get dressed. Black had given it to me in the worst way since Thursday; my ass could barely even walk.

“What the fuck are you doing, Angela?!” Chauncey screamed at me at the top of his lungs. I just laughed, “What does it look like my dead? You’re a big boy you should know.” Black gave Chauncey an evil glare, “Black you supposed to be my boy.” “Chauncey look at Angela she’s the perfect woman and you did he like that. One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.” Jane just looked at me shocked as I stood naked and smiling. Jane’s ass wished she had it like me. All I can say is get like me, partna.

I slowly started putting my clothes back on. Black and I triumphantly walked out of the studio past both Jane and Chauncey. Chauncey called me every type of bitch imaginable, but you can be surprised what some good dick can do for your attitude. He told me never to show my face at his house again. Which was fine with me, I collected my duffel bag and headed out the door. I got into my car and Black followed me to my place, where we took off right where we started.

In the morning, Black and I made love again. Now a year later Black and I both are topping the charts. Jane and Chauncey aren’t fairing as well her album debuted on the chart at number 55 and Chauncey beats have become less and less popular.

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Well hello I don't know if you found my page through happenstance or by me asking you to check it out. But either way thanks for stopping by. I'm Honey, I have been writing for about four years now. I'm working on a novel, but my main thing I'm doing right now is short stories, erotica mainly. But my novel is more of a realistic street fiction tentatively titled Dangerously In Love. I'm a proud NC native. Please read some of my writing and give me your feedback and if you see any spelling errors let me know. I can be e-mailed at dahoneyhive@yahoo.com

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