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3 What In The Sinful Fuck???
I'm not even gonna ASK how Bahama stumbled across this fuckery because CLEARLY she's no stranger to ho shit! LOL
And if you're STILL not sure exactly what these are, please get familiar
*Blank Stare* You actually have to send in a SELF portrait of your actual va-jay-jay and they create the replica of it...I'm all for self love but DAMN! LMAO!
Which one of y'all thought these were tulips or some shit, lmao???
Why the brown one looks burnt???
Where the fuck do you wear this to???
Why isn't this against the law???
Are there cock chains floating around somewhere???
Why one of them really does look like an open flower???
Why one of them really does look like an open flower???
0 Lets Talk About
So, LGC has been serving you up with an entree of erotic dishes that have hopefully been fulfilling your sexual appetites. One of the most unique things about this site is that myself & my co-authors all write from different perspectives, which continues to open the doors for lots of versatility. I wanted this site to be an outlet with very minimum censorship and lots of creativity.
As you may or may not know I manage 3 different blogs all of which have different content, not to mention I have a day job. LOL! So, it makes it a little strenuous to update as often as I'd like to. Which brings me to my point, we've gotten off to a good start and I'd like to keep it going!
We are ALWAYS looking for content to post here. If you're interested in guest blogging, have a few ideas, or if theirs something you'd like to see on the site please don't hesitate to contact me odara@lipglosschronicles.com Also, our First Time Friday feature is still open for submissions so feel free to contribute.
I want to thank EVERYONE who continues to contribute to the upkeep of this site, all of my co-authors! Love y'all & you are greatly appreciated. And most importantly we would all like to thank the READERS for supporting!
So lets get the ball rolling and keep the content cumming, ok?!
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5 Three Rounds
I didn't consider myself the average bartender, no not at all. And trust me; with a frame like mine I had pretty much heard it all. Some of the guys were witty with their approach, others comical, but most just weak and very unimpressive. The women were bolder than the guys but with an ego like mine there was only enough room for one bitch; so I'd decline. But hell, could I blame them? I stood 5'11 in my baddest heels; slender and curvy in all the right places. But my confidence intimidated most and I had a jazzy mouth to go along with it.
To say I loved my job would be an understatement. I was more than just eye candy that could mix and serve up a good drink. I was a friend, a confidant, and probably your man's liquid mistress. I was fascinated by the vast types of people that sat at my bar. I poured their "spirits" as they poured their souls. I vowed never to mix business with pleasure, but little did I know I'd soon be serving a double shot....
I poured two shots of Cognac and slid them across the bar. “This is your third round fellas! Time to wrap it up, I have to close in a few minutes”
"Do you guys ever sleep?" I asked as I wiped down the bar....
"Why would any man wanna close his eyes when he could be looking at you?"
"You do know that you're corny as hell, right?" All I could do was laugh at Greg because he'd been trying all night. In fact he always made it his duty to hit on me every time he dropped through...He was a regular during my late night shifts and this time he'd brought a friend along. They both were cute, but his friend Chris was fine as fuck! He had an athletic build and was tall...just the way I liked my dudes...Chris seemed kinda shy; he didn't say much and would only laugh when I cracked on Greg about his corniness...
Greg said something slick as I adjusted my outfit and closed out the register...don't know what exactly got into me, but I was more than ready to call his bluff...
"You know what Greg?, you talk a lot of shit. Big shit..how about you shut the fuck up talkin' and show me". I unbuttoned my blouse and threw it on the floor while walking towards him. He just sat on the stool, eyes wide open, smirking like a kid in a candy store. I grabbed his fly and proceeded to unzip it. Chris was sitting next to him but hopped up and said "I'll meet you in the car man"...
"Unh Unh...I want you to stay..." they both looked at me in amazement. I knew I didn’t have to convince Greg, he wasn't going anywhere...but I grabbed Chris by the hand and led him to sit back down...he obliged and watched me as I pulled Greg's dick from his pants...I stroked it with one hand and looked back at Chris. He seemed uncomfortable with the situation but I knew just what I needed to do to give both boys the attention they deserved. I told them both to stand up and I dropped to my knees. I pulled Chris's pants to the floor, my eyes grew big & my smile widened as I got a good look at his huge first place trophy dangling in front of me. His dick was big, but my ego was bigger. I knew I could take it all and I couldn't wait to do just that...
I jerked off Greg with one hand and pulled Chris's dick into my mouth with the other. He tasted so good. My mouth watered as I licked up and down his thick shaft. The harder he got, the more I wanted to deep throat that dick. I kissed the tip softly then slowly reeled his massive cock down my throat until my lips rested at the base of his dick. He released a breathy moan, and I glanced up at him while slowly retracting him from my mouth. He looked surprised that I didn’t gag but I just gave him a smile and whispered “I got this”. I felt Greg’s dick swelling in my hand as I continued to massage it. I could tell he was anxious, so I turned in his direction to give his manhood an equal amount of attention.
I wrapped my lips around his rock hard cock and went to work. I placed my hands against his waist and sucked in a deep slow rhythm. Greg moaned and tilted his head back. With a mouthful of cock, I looked in Chris’s direction and his dick was at full attention. I pulled Greg’s dick from my mouth and positioned myself until I was kneeling evenly between both of them. I grabbed their dicks, one in each hand and stroked & jerked them off simultaneously. I was in full control and loved it. They were good boys and took turns giving my tongue a dick spanking. Chris grabbed my hand and led me to my feet. He unsnapped my bra; and moved his hands up and down my spine. Greg stood behind me, caressed my hips and slid off my skirt and lacey thong. Their hands felt so good against my skin.
We made our way towards the leather sofa that sat across from the bar. Greg positioned me on all fours with my head near the armrest, then climbed on top of me and entered me from behind. Chris stood directly in front of me, his dick one with my face. Without hesitating I sucked and slurped that chocolate cock into my mouth. I reached down and felt my throbbing pussy, I was dripping wet. I bobbed my head up & down on Chris’s dick and bounced back while Greg was thrusting his cock aggressively into my ass. They both started talkin’ shit…
“Swallow that dick” Chris said while pressing his hands against the back of my head.
“I want you to cum on this dick” Greg commanded as he smacked my ass.
My pussy and thighs trembled while I choked on one dick and got plowed with the other. I let out loud sensual moans as the double shot of pleasure invaded my body.
We switched positions. Chris sat on the sofa; I sat in his lap in a reverse cowgirl stance. I slid my pussy down his shaft and rode that dick like my life depended on it; he cupped my breast and groaned a little. Greg stood facing me and shoved his dick in my mouth, I took it to the back of my throat and kept it wet, just as I liked it. I felt my clit swelling while I bounced on Chris’s dick. He was about to explode and so was I. I jerked harder at the base of Greg’s cock and sucked vigorously until I felt him swell against my tongue. They both were about to burst and I wanted to feel them all over me.
“Make it rain on me Daddy” I said as I glanced back at Chris and Greg. I bit down on my lip, bent over the sofa and buried my face into the cushions. I came as I felt their warm creaminess trickle down my ass.
“So, how about another round?”
25 The Ice Cream Man
"Get off your knees"
that's what he told me as I kneeled in front of his naked torso...he sat at the edge of the bed and lifted my face in his direction until our eyes met. I raised my eyebrows and asked "whats wrong"....our bodies both still damp from the steamy shower we just shared. I sat on the floor between him ready to go to work on that dick as I stroked it with my hands.
"Just stand up" he demanded, he placed my hands in his and guided me to my feet. He proceeded to unravel the small towel I'd wrapped around my wet hair and my natural curls cascaded against my bare shoulders. His eyes studied my naked body as I stood in front of him hand in hand. So many apprehensive thoughts ran through my mind but I didn't say a word...
"I'll be right back"... he whispered. I sat on the bed with my back against the pillows and watched him walk away. His mahogany skin glowed in the dim lighting, those years of playing college football did him well, his body was a work of art. I was still confused as to why he stopped me he'd never done that before. He loved getting head but I think I liked giving it more...and hell with me? he never had to ask...I'm like a dick connoisseur, my pussy would throb just from the thought of his long hard cock against my tongue. I loved watching him squirm as I took that dick to the back of my throat...loved to hear him moan when I spit on it and sucked him harder.
But he just asked me to stop? He was up to something...
He came back in the room smiling and as he got closer I noticed he was holding a half pint of french vanilla ice cream in his hands. I laughed and asked "were you that hungry?"...he nodded his head yes and stuck his fingers in the carton motioning for me to come closer....I laughed playfully and licked the ice cream from his fingertips.
"Lay on your stomach"....I wasn't sure what he had in mind but I followed his instructions. I laid down on the satin sheets and rested my head in my hands, he climbed on top of me, massaged my shoulders and kissed me softly on my neck. I felt his dick brush against my skin as he moved his lips across my back. He paused for what seemed like a full minute then my body jolted, reacting to the unexpected sensation of melted ice cream dripping against my skin. I exhaled and bit down on my bottom lip and he asked "is it too cold?"..."Its okay" I whispered. He poured more down my spine and we both laughed as he made his way down dribbling it against my ass cheeks. I felt goosebumps all over my body and trembled just a little. Then he blazed a trail with his tongue down my silhouette licking and slurping the french vanilla delight from my almond flesh. I felt my clit swell against the satin sheets and whimpered when his tongue made its way across my ass. He wasn't done...he turned me over on my back until I faced him and dripped the melting ice cream from my collar bone to my navel...he circled my nipples with his tongue and bit down slightly until they became erect. He licked and slurped every drop and my pelvis trembled as he moved closer towards my pussy...he spread my legs apart, my thighs tensed as I prepared myself for what was next...he stuck his fingers inside my pussy and flicked my swollen clit...I could no longer hold back my moans...."mmmmm" i squirmed as he entered my pussy with the cool vanilla cream on the tip of his tongue. He tongue fucked my pussy vigorously until my warm juices streamed down my thighs...
I was so turned on and ready to return the favor. I sat up on the edge of the bed and he stood in front of me. I firmly stroked both hands down the length of his dick...it didn't take much to get him hard. I started at his balls and sucked both into my mouth at once...I teased him and flipped my tongue across the head, he grabbed me by the neck and forcefully shoved his dick down my throat until I gagged. I smirked as I pulled him from my mouth "you couldn't wait to feel me hunh?" Then I spit on that dick...stroking the base with one hand while sucking him hard in my mouth. He loved sloppy blow jobs and I made sure I kept it nice and wet for him. I deep throated that dick and grazed my teeth against it lightly as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft. I fingered my pussy as I sucked on that rock hard cock....I was soaking wet....and so was he....I felt that dick get bigger against my tongue...he was about to cum, I could feel it...he tasted my ice cream and I was ready to devour every drop of his. I sucked harder on the tip of his dick and his veins grew larger...he grunted....moaned.....then tilted his head back and exploded inside my mouth...."mmmm" I giggled playfully and licked my fingers....savoring on every drop of his french vanilla....
6 I Fucked A Bad Boy
I was in Miami around this time last year, on a mini hiatus with a few of my girls..just tryna get away from a lot of things I had been dealing with. I don't really do the whole club thing but I wanted to get into something that night. And my girls suggested we hit up this strip club down there...I wanted to be optimistic but I figured this was my getaway so why the fuck not? Hell I'm all for a few drinks, some laughs and a little ass shaking...so I was DOWN! The nightlife was crazy....people were everywhere...We ended up at this cute little hole in the wall spot, and from the moment we stepped out of the car...dudes were tryna holla...
"Hey beautiful, where are you from?"
Out of nowhere this short little muscular asshole grabs my arm from behind...He had to be all of 5'3"....fool didn't even come close to being the height of my shoulders, then had the nerve to be smiling only to reveal a mouthful of dingy gold teeth. Needless to say I was instantly turned off...
"I'm from the town where niggas know not to put their hands on a woman who's uninterested" I said as I jerked my arm out of his grasp.
"Well FUCK YOU BITCH" he yelled.... "FUCK ALL YOU BITCHES"
My girls died laughing and I couldn't help but to smirk as I strutted away in my 5 inch stilettos. There was no way I was gonna let a lame like that phase me, shit we were some bad bitches and there was no denying that. I was wearing this jazzy little black Cavalli dress that hugged my body in just the right places...the squats I'd been doing in the gym must've paid off because I found myself readjusting that dress over my ass the entire night.
So we finally get inside and I'm scoping the scene as we order some food and a few drinks...My girls were just chillin' and acting a fool at our table but I wanted to mingle so I made my way to the front for a closer look... I noticed a group of dudes next to me drooling all over one of the strippers on stage...she was pretty...had a nice body...and all I could think was "hell I got more ass than her" lol...but you woulda thought she was handing out pussy on a platter the way these dudes were acting...I noticed one of the guys out of the group seemed more mellow than the rest and a bit withdrawn, we made eye contact for a moment and I smiled as I handed the chic on stage a twenty. I headed back over to my girls and there were hella drinks on the table... "who ordered all this shit?" I asked...they pointed over to this short brown skinned dude with braids that looked like they'd been in his head since Moses parted the sea... "damn he looks familiar" that's when my peeps told me he was Bryan from Day26 and I had been standing next to them when I was up front.
LMAO well I'll be damned I didn't even know it...but hell I wasn't a fan and I wasn't impressed. But I wasn't a damn fool either...I grabbed the bottle of goose and filled up my glass...sure did! Five drinks and 2 lap dances later I'm hella tipsy and dancing in my seat...Lil' Webbies "Bad Bitch" comes on and me and my girls get up dancing. So apparently Day26 is still in the building and I'm glancing back at dude I'd made an eye connect with earlier, it was Que. I'm almost sure it was my buzz that made me approach him but the next thing I know I'm grabbing his hand motioning him to come dance with me. He was kinda hesitant but after taking one glance at my titties...shit...he couldn't resist..lmao...so I got my ass all against his dick as I'm feeling the music and he starts to loosen up a bit cuz I feel his hands moving up & down my hips. I readjust his hands back to my waist as the song goes off...and reconnect with my girls...It's 2am and they're ready to leave..But shit I felt like I was just getting started so I told them to go ahead without me...
So I notice Que sitting by himself..but this time he motions for me to take a seat next to him. I obliged, he bought more drinks and we talked for the next hour or so..I don't know if it was the alcohol or the fact that I hadn't had any dick in weeks...but the next thing I know I had invited myself back to his hotel...and shit he wasn't declining. I waited as he paid his tab and noticed him getting into a heated argument with the bartender...
He was highly upset, His boys tried to calm him down but he wouldn't STFU...then he ripped his receipt and threw it on the floor as security escorted him out...I was a bit confused but the liquor wouldn't allow me to worry...So we head to get his car and had been waiting for damn near 20 minutes for them to bring it around...he storms off and gets into ANOTHER heated argument...this time with valet.
At that point I started to get a little concerned....because TWO arguments in a row with random people was a bit odd..As we waited for them to pull his car up I could tell he was a bit tense and agitated...so I whispered in his ear and told him to just relax...and tried to release some of his tension by massaging his shoulders...Finally valet comes with his car and even though it took them forever...Que was such the gentleman and tipped the guy anyway...Before he could put his money up this homeless guy came outta nowhere and asked if he had some change...He reached for a ten in his wallet and the homeless guy snatched a hundred dollar bill and took off...all I could do was was gasp...Que got instantly upset and started throwing punches in the air...
I managed to calm him down once AGAIN and we headed to his hotel.
So we get to the lobby and he realizes he's misplaced his room key and lets the guy at the front desk know. I'm waiting by the elevators and all I hear is Que yelling at the clerk....
"No I think you're jealous son....and I got the text messages to prove it"
I couldn't believe it..he was in ANOTHER argument..At that point my buzz was completely OVER and had quickly turned into a headache. I was almost ready to leave but it was just something about him....so I stayed...
Finally we make it to his room and he's tense as hell...he sits on the edge of the bed and I take a seat next to him...in an effort to get his mind off of everything, I poured him a glass of wine and we sipped and talked until he came around...he was taking FOREVER to initiate so I made the first move kissing him softly on his lips...mmmm...I'll never forget the way his pretty pink lips felt...smooth and soft as silk....He placed his lips playfully across my neck and gently pushed my body until my back was against the mattress, then climbed on top of me. He planted more sweet kisses from my neckline to my collar bone. mmmmm... from my collar bone to my breasts. He placed his hand between my thighs, brushed his fingertips across my pussy and slid my dress off slowly...still pressing his lips against my skin with every touch...
I watched him take his shirt off as I laid on the bed wearing nothing but my black laced panties. I remember prior thoughts of envisioning him to be lame and immature...but as I stared into his eyes I saw a misunderstood creature ready to give me his all. He climbed back on top of me and placed more wet kisses across my neck as he caressed my breasts. Then he trailed his tongue slowly down my skin until he reached my pantyline. He put his lips against my pussy and slid my panties off...My thighs trembled as he placed his fingers inside of me...He spread my thighs apart and drew himself in closer until his face was one with my warm pussy...I closed my eyes as he began to devour my sweetness through ecstasy. I moaned and clinched my thighs around his shoulders tightly as he suctioned those soft lips inside of me...sucking and slurping...more wet kisses...swaying my clit back & forth with his tongue. As my pussy throbbed and dripped I pierced my fingers into the sheets and my moans grew louder... which made him only indulge himself more...As I came, all I could think was if his head game is THIS good then his dick must not be worth a damn...lmao..can't have the cake AND the icing right?!
Well...
I unbuttoned his pants as he sat up over me and pulled his dick out from his boxers. He was average...nothing spectacular...I stroked my hands across it and he immediately got hard. He pushed himself inside of me and proceeded to take long slow strokes...I enjoyed the steady pace of his rhythm and pierced my fingers against his back. He was feeling so good inside of me at one point I bit down on my lip a little too hard. He picked up the tempo and I could feel my pelvis throbbing and I was almost near my peak. Just as I began to feel my heart rate climax he inhaled a deep breath and held on to it for a few seconds...mmmmmmm...then he released his breath and let out a long vibrated moan...and dug his head into my chest...he came....before ME...I don't know why exactly....but...I wasn't expecting that. I came shortly after as he held himself inside me but yet I still felt slightly deprived from what could've been...Although I was only with him for one night I felt like he was so vulnerable and he must've felt some sense of comfort because he burst into tears as I held him in my arms...I've experienced a lot...but shit I've NEVER had a grown ass man cry after busting a casual nut.... I guess the unexpected is to be expected when you fuck a Bad Boy....
I've only text him a few times since that night but often reminisce on the way he handled my body like a delicate flower...I'd definitely fuck him again, because shit he owes me one...
*This story is completely fiction..I have not had sex with Qwanell "Que" Mosley..nor would I like to*
4 For The Last Time
It's been 2 months now and I can't say that I miss him. I can't say that I don't. Even though we still talked regularly, the lack of his presence didn't go without notice. Just last night I touched myself as I showered. Reminiscing on the mornings we spent together in his shower, and the nights I spent fucking him in his bed. Funny how towards the end we weren't exclusive. Funny how content I was with that. Although we both had an equal amount of suspicion. I didn't question his whereabouts, he didn't question mine. In the areas where our relationship lacked, we made up for it through sex and back blowing sex it was. It didn't matter the argument or the cause because by the end of it I knew that he was gonna tap that ass too sleep.
I don't know what got into me last night but I was feeling some kind of way. It was hella humid too, the thick moisture in the air had my satin nightie clinging to my clammy body and sleeping half ass naked under the fan wasn't helping. Tried clinching the pillow between my thighs but that only made me want it more. I sat up in the dark, debating if I was gonna call him. It was 2am, either he was on the way home or just getting in, so I decided to text.
"hey, u up?"
"just got in...about 2 shower, wassup?"
"just checking on ya"
"why you up so late"
"can't sleep and thinking about you...ain't that some shit? lol"
"you always thinking about me. don't front"
"shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid...lol"
"lol...you good? want me to call you?"
"i'd rather come by".....
I had no problems inviting myself. Hell, there's never been a time he'd declined and tonight was no different. and just like that, I was headed across town in the middle of the night wearing nothing but his old college jersey with my nightie underneath. He was half an hour away and I didn't care because I knew I could get there in 15 minutes. I had an appointment with my dick dealer and the only thing on my mind was him tattooing his signature all across this ripe pussy.
Even though I still had my key, I tapped on the door to announce my presence. He stood in the threshold bare chested wearing nothing but gray jogging pants. He smirked as I walked inside, "Is that all you wore" he asked. "unh unh" I shook my head and lifted his jersey off my body, revealing the gold satin nightie. He offered me a glass of wine but I quickly declined. There was nothing needed to elevate my mood because I was already there. I didn't need him taking time to slide off my panties because; shit, I wasn't wearing any. And in one smooth motion he had my back against his living room wall, three of his fingertips inside my soaking wet pussy and his soft lips suctioned against my neck. "mmmmm" I was only 3 seconds in his ecstasy but could already feel my clit swelling against his fingers. The thought of WANTING him was no longer running rampant in my mind. I NEEDED HIM. He shoved those three fingers inside my mouth so I could savor on the taste of my own river. I sucked each of them one by one and he lifted my body upward until my thighs were clamped around his waist. He moved in closer until my back was firmly against the wall then plowed his dick firmly inside. He thrusted back & forth against my body and the dampness of my pussy allowed him to slide in deeper with each stroke. The harder he pushed inside the more my pelvis throbbed. My thighs began to weaken and shiver beyond my control. I was growing numb and had a slight dull pain in the small of my back from that position, but sweet pain it was. I'd been a bad girl and I deserved to be punished.
No doubt about it, I wanted it rough and he knew it. With my legs still interlocked around his waist he carried me to the sofa dropped me on the cushions and commanded me to turn around until I was positioned on my knees with my back facing him. He bent me over the armrest and entered my pussy from behind. Thrusting and slapping his body against mine in hard fast motions. In the height of my orgasm I tried to resist him as my pussy pulsated rapidly. But he grabbed my upper torso and forcefully drew me back in against his flesh. I moaned as I felt the creamy warmth of both our rivers drip down my thighs. He slid out and released his grip. He was still hard and I wasn't leaving until I got what I came for. I turned around and pushed his back against the sofa and slid my pussy down his rock rod as I sat face forward in his lap. I bounced on that dick until he squirmed and was damn near ready to explode.
I wanted all of him. I knew he was about to release so I hopped off his dick and sat on my knees in front of him, he glanced at me with a look of confusion because he knew although I didn't mind his juices against my skin I'd never been a fan of it anywhere near my face. Tonight was different. I had an eerie feeling this could very well be our last time."mmmm give it to me" I whimpered."I want all of it". I didn't have to ask twice. I tilted my neck back, closed my eyes and felt his warm sweet cum splash against my mouth and drip down my chin. "mmmmm" then I stroked my tongue across my lips and rolled all of it into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his dick and swallowed every drop of his love.
It's been 2 months since the last time we talked, 2 months since we touched. It's been too long. I'm thinking about texting him. For the last LAST time.
7 I Fucked A Stallion Extraordinaire...
It's actually kinda funny when I think about it but we met at a hair show in Philly last summer. I was there as a favor for one of my girls who does hair. I mean he wasn't "doing" hair but i caught my first glimpse of him backstage after the show. He was brushing a set of lace fronts across the room. I'm wild about a tall dude and one of the first things I noticed about him was his height; he was probably like 6'2 and had a decent build. But what drew me in the most was his hair. I couldn't take my eyes off the shit...it was so gotdamn silky...and I'd never been attracted to a dude before who's hair looked better than mine...and my tresses ain't tainted either...I mean my mama IS half Indian. But this niggas hair had me feeling some kind of way...like almost insecure about my own shit....He was like...like...like a GODDESS?! errr um a GOD....yeah a GOD! He must've felt me staring at him because once our eyes connected it was like instant attraction...I don't remember who approached who but we chatted it up for a bit & both started vibing real hard. Turns out he was only in town for the weekend and so was I. He gave me the spill about him sharing a hotel room with his two brothers; I died at their names...Chance & Real....LOL!!! all I could think was what kinda names are those for men?... but we both wanted to hook up so I invited him back to my hotel.
I already knew what was up upon his arrival...I knew he didn't come to my room just to watch TV or to curl his hair. I knew WTF was up. So shit got hot & heavy FAST...next thing I know I was unzipping his staillionaire beaded jeans with intentions of ridin' the nigga to sleep. But once I got an eyeful of his trophy....I knew where things were headed...
His shit was HUGE...I mean it wasn't just no ordinary dick...the shit was immaculate way beyond average and thick too...had to use both my hands to pull it out...and like I said I only had plans to fuck the nigga nothing extra...but as I held that 17.5 inch joystick in my hands It was then that I knew I wanted to put that meat on my teeth...But don't get it twisted...I've fucked with plenty industry niggas and athletes before but rarely sucked any of 'em off. Half the niggas were simple they just wanted some ass and the other half weren't worth the effort...So I'm on my knees...down on this niggas throne for about half an hour and it's obvious he's enjoying the shit...cuz he's got this high pitched ass moan going on...then that's when shit got REAL awkward.....in between his moans he starts yelling out hair products! I felt like I was auditioning for a Dr. Miracles hair commercial...IDK if it was the tattoo of the pony on his inner thigh or the piercing in his pelvic region that made me start focusing on shit that normally I wouldn't focus on....But as I'm finishing this nigga off I'm noticing the hair down below...it was just as silky as his tresses, fine like baby hair and it was trimmed up neatly & there was a bald spot in the middle in the shape of an S' (stood for Stallionaire I guess) so I stroked my tongue along the shape of the S' and this nigga damn near jumped outta his skin & grabbed me by the jaw...so I look up @ him with a confused look in my eyes...but he didn't say shit....so I just gave that nigga a smile....and stood up. He was rock hard so I proceeded to sit on his lap and he slid inside...at first I'm uneasy cause his shit's so HUGE...so I adjust myself to a more comfortable position and ride his ass for what seemed like days...Finally he throws me on my back and proceeds to get on top...for some reason I'm trembling a little because he's getting buck wild & starts singing in a very feminine falsetto "I bet ya never fucked a stallionaire....fucked...fucked a stallionaire"
So then my eyes got wide & I started to tense up as he continued to shove his trophy inside...So now I'm whimpering like Bambi and shit because I couldn't TAKE it all...it was too much dick! But shit I didn't tell 'em to stop...I let him bust it wide open till his heart was content...So he slides out just before he releases & tells me to come here...he points the dick at my face and I back the fuck back and tell the nigga "HELL NAH"...I lay back on the bed & point to my tittays & stomach and tell him "Right Here"...he obliges and lets off like 10oz against my skin...the whole time he's moaning in this bitch ass high pitched voice again...So he finishes and I'm about to hop up & shower but I notice it's a bunch of thick PINK shit all over my skin...WTF??? Instead of panicking I put some on my fingers and start to examine it.The shit smelled so sweet & fucking familiar...then it all came to me @ once...the nigga had skeeted out Pink Lusters Hair Lotion!!!
Best dick I had in my life...i was bruised as fuck tho....but that pink lotion had my skin glowing for days....We don't really keep in touch anymore tho...I seen him a couple times after that & we fucked two more times but he started becoming distant & stopped returning my calls after I asked for the number to his hair stylist....I ain't heard from him since....
2 Seduction on the 22nd
I'd seen him once or twice before, just in passing and the scent of his Armani cologne lingered in the back of my mind for what seemed like a multitude of seasons. A while had gone by and what once was a gratifying yearning for something that was possibly within my grasp suddenly became a distant & intangible memory. But my longing for him was only short lived.
It was late in the evening, and it had been a long and stressful day. The only thing on my mind was a steamy shower with my name on it. I couldn’t wait to get home and relax. Just as I locked the lobby doors I noticed that small brown box that I’d been procrastinating to deliver since the beginning of the week. I had an extended weekend ahead of me and figured there was no sense in ignoring it again. So I grabbed the package and headed to the 22nd floor. On my way up I glanced at myself through the elevators mirrored doors. "What a mess" I said aloud. I quickly gathered myself as everything seemed out of place. I swept my long black hair behind my shoulders and placed my hands on my hips. The black pencil skirt in which I hadn't worn in months seemed to be fitting just a little too right. Aside from the compliments & second glances I'd received all day I shook my head in disbelief at the few inches my thighs had grown since the last time I'd worn it. I turned to the side and examined the reflection of my silhouette. I couldn't help but to crack a smile as I thought back of how the delivery guy always turned around as I walked away, to get an eye full of my frame from behind. Just as the elevator chimed to the 22nd floor I readjusted my form fitting white collared blouse and headed to suite 2200.
Aside from the after hours cleanup crew, the place seemed very much vacant. As I walked past the lobby I inhaled the scent of Armani Code in the air. His door was slightly cracked but I proceeded to tap on it lightly as I'd done on many of occasions. He opened the door and silently motioned for me to come in as he stood near the window behind his desk. I quietly pulled the door closed and placed the package at the edge of the end table. I sat and watched him finish the long winded conversation he was having on his cell phone and at times he seemed to be growing a bit tense. While I awaited patiently I began to dissect his body from behind. He stood about 6 foot 4, his build was firm and his shoulders were broad. The lights beneath the tinted skies reflected from the window against his almond toned skin. His deep, rich, baritone solemnly said "Take Care" to the voice on the other end. Before turning in my direction he gazed at the skyline for a moment and took a deep breath, as if to disconnect his thoughts from the previously present.
"How was your day" he asked as he took a seat behind his desk.
"Long but Interesting" I replied. He loosened up his tie and smirked "It took your ass long enough to get here". I walked towards him, placed my hands firmly on his shoulders as I stood behind his chair.
"Somebody's a little tense, can I make it better?"
"You always do" he replied.
I leaned in and stroked my tongue lightly across his ear. "Make me work for it" I whispered. Still standing from behind, I began to unbutton his shirt and tossed his tie to the floor. He rotated his chair to face my direction and positioned my body between his legs. As I stood he caressed my hips with his palms and pulled me closer until my breasts were one with his face. I placed my fingertips on his forehands and guided them from my hips to my ass. He slipped his hand inside the top of my blouse, beneath my black laced bra and pinched my nipples which immediately reached their peak. I slipped out of my blouse and closed my eyes as he planted soft wet kisses across my cleavage. I released a playful moan and the warmth from his lips ignited my temperature.
His kisses abruptly stopped and he reached for his cell phone that created vibrations across his desk. The look in his eyes made it obvious who was on the other end. I wanted him to ignore it but it wasn't my place to suggest. I knew my role and I knew what took weight of his heart and with that I couldn't compete. I also knew how to manipulate the one thing that did belong to me, his body. I sat across his lap and pressed my lips against his neck, that was his spot. He'd always grow so weak when I'd kiss him there. I wanted his full attention and demanded it with the way I nibbled on his neck. I sucked & planted more wet kisses and smiled as he grew more sensitive with every kiss. He finally released the phone from his hands and made the choice to ignore it. I smiled playfully because at that moment I knew I was in full control. I felt the bulge in his pants swell against my thighs and I placed his hand in mine. I slid off the silver band around his finger and carefully placed it in his briefcase underneath the desk. He took off his shirt and unzipped the back of my skirt as I knelt to his throne. I sat on my knees in between his legs & brushed my hand across his erection, he was so hard.
"Stand up" I commanded, he obliged and dropped his pants to the floor. I stroked the length of his dick with my hands and sucked just the tip into my mouth. I held that position for a few seconds until it intensified his erection. As he rested his hands on the back of my neck, my pussy got so wet from the sensation of his trophy against my tongue. The sound of his moans turned me on more as I sucked harder down to the shaft "you taste so good" I said so seductively. I drew his dick into my mouth in it's entirety then released it slowly & grazed my teeth against it lightly until the head was back at the tip of my mouth. His pelvic muscles contracted as I gave it one last kiss. He instructed me to stand up, slid my skirt off aggressively and pushed my body down until my back rested against his cherry wood desk. Chills ran down my spine as he kissed around my navel. He teased my pelvis with his tongue then slid off my lace panties using only his teeth. My hips trembled as his tongue devoured my pussy until I felt the creamy warmth run down my thighs. He pulled my back from against the desk & held me at my waist until my ass was just at the edge. He spread my thighs apart and pushed himself inside my dripping pussy.
"Mmmmmm" I moaned "give it to me baby" I liked talking shit and he loved talking more shit. He shoved himself in deeper and I jerked back as I felt the throbbing pressure against the base of my spine.
"Don't run from it, take this dick" he commanded as he grabbed my waist and reeled me in closer. I felt every inch of his dick throb between my pulsating pussy and could no longer control my silence. I whimpered and pierced my fingertips into the flesh on his back as he continued to thrust against my body. There was so much sweat between us he had to interlock his hands around my waist just to keep me from sliding. His grinding was getting faster and my pussy got more sensitive with every thrust. I knew he wanted to explode but he always held back until I came first. I felt my clit swell and the sensation in my pussy pounded like a drum. I closed my eyes and dug my face into his shoulder and moaned loudly as I came. My whole body trembled, then he grunted and released inside of me. He could've held my body in that position until morning if I hadn't whispered in his ear "you have to go".
He looked at the time as we cleaned up & pieced ourselves back together. I slipped back into my pumps, handed him his brief case and watched him slide that silver band back around his finger. He kissed my cheek gently before letting me out of his office and told me to "Take Care". I only heard the echo of my heels click clack across the marbled floors as I walked alone out of suite 2200. Back at the mirrored doors I stood. Back to my reality my mind fashioned.
"Mmmmmm" I moaned "give it to me baby" I liked talking shit and he loved talking more shit. He shoved himself in deeper and I jerked back as I felt the throbbing pressure against the base of my spine.
"Don't run from it, take this dick" he commanded as he grabbed my waist and reeled me in closer. I felt every inch of his dick throb between my pulsating pussy and could no longer control my silence. I whimpered and pierced my fingertips into the flesh on his back as he continued to thrust against my body. There was so much sweat between us he had to interlock his hands around my waist just to keep me from sliding. His grinding was getting faster and my pussy got more sensitive with every thrust. I knew he wanted to explode but he always held back until I came first. I felt my clit swell and the sensation in my pussy pounded like a drum. I closed my eyes and dug my face into his shoulder and moaned loudly as I came. My whole body trembled, then he grunted and released inside of me. He could've held my body in that position until morning if I hadn't whispered in his ear "you have to go".
He looked at the time as we cleaned up & pieced ourselves back together. I slipped back into my pumps, handed him his brief case and watched him slide that silver band back around his finger. He kissed my cheek gently before letting me out of his office and told me to "Take Care". I only heard the echo of my heels click clack across the marbled floors as I walked alone out of suite 2200. Back at the mirrored doors I stood. Back to my reality my mind fashioned.
