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Short Story Sunday 4/23/2017 (Sage)

This is an excerpt from my upcoming novel entitled, Sage.

She quickly showered and got dressed. Carefully putting the mask on, making sure the adhesive wasn’t showing, she pressed the thin material over her face and neck. She almost didn’t recognize herself.

She put the wig on and she couldn’t even tell it was a wig. Looked almost like her real hair so she took it off. That was adding a bit too much. She used make up to blend in the seems of the mask with her own skin, and to make sure it wouldn’t peel off. She had chosen a low cut dress, under the assumption that this place was crawling with men. She gave herself the once over, grabbed her purse and keys and ran out the door.

She pulled up to the high rise building and instantly thought of her condo building. They were oddly similar. She walked into the receptionist after parking and was directed to the 10th floor. The elevator doors opened and she was blinded by the sun shining through the window, reflecting off the blindingly white walls, white flowers, white floors and white couches. It was like stepping into the sun, hence the name, High Clouds.

She walked over to another receptionist and was told to have a seat. She waited for nearly an hour before a tall, dark, black man came out.

“Hello, Ms. James. I’m Jay, the COO.”

“Nice to meet you Jay, and please, call me Sage.”

“Sage. Please step into my office.”

She got up and walked past him. His dick jumped at the way her ass moved and her long legs. He followed her into his office and closed the door behind him. She sat in his visitor chair and he leaned against his desk.

“So how did you hear about us?”

“Well, I did my research and saw that you all are the second highest grossing marijuana company.”

“Yeah, we are trying to beat out Sage, Inc. You don’t by chance know Sage Bordeaux, do you?” he asked, inquisitively.

“No, never met her, but I heard she’s pretty damn good at what she does.”

“She is, indeed, however, we aim to plummet her and drive her into the ground, so to speak.”

The heat began to rise again in Sage. This fine ass son of a bitch was trying to stop her business.

“So what’s your interest in Sage, Inc., if you don’t mind me asking?”

“No, that’s a good question,” he said, moving around his desk to his chair.

“Sage, Inc. is honestly a top shelf company, if you know what I mean. They have great revenue, loyal customers, awesome growers, amazing products…”

“Sorry to cut you off but you’re losing me. If Sage, Inc. has all of these great assets, why try to up them?”

“Because Sage is a woman, a black woman at that, and I don’t like a black woman being on top unless she’s riding my dick.”

Sage pretended to be shocked by his words.

“Don’t act surprised. You waltz in here with that tight ass dress, showing off your ass and breasts, which I would like my dick between both by the way.”

“I thought this was an interview.”

“It is, and you’re hired.”

“What?”

“I can sense that you are a woman who can handle her own and with your sex appeal, we can use you on our persuasion team.”

“Persuasion team?”

“We have a group of men and women who use either their sex appeal or their intimidation techniques, to persuade people to start working either with and for us.”

“So that’s how you got some of the growers from Sage, Inc. to switch over.”

“I see you did your research on us.”

“I always have to check out who I will be working for.”

“Can’t be mad at that. So what’s your price?”

“For?”

“Salary.”

“A quarter mil.”

“Are you shitting me?”

Sage stood up and leaned over his desk, exposing her breasts. One fell out of her dress. He leaned forward and took it in his mouth. His dick was begging to be released.

“I’m dead serious. A quarter or I walk.”

“Ok,” he said, in between sucks.

She pulled back and put her breast in her dress, walking out of his office, closing the door behind him. He pulled his dick out and spewed his cum after two tugs. This woman was going to be dangerous, he thought.

Back at her office…

She grabbed her key board and added to her web. Now that she was in with High Clouds, she had to plan the next step, which was to eventually figure out who was running the show, and shut them down. A person this discreet, it had to be a woman. Women were sneaky like that, she should know. She also needed to figure out where the hell Jeremy was that was so secretive. S

he got a ping from his phone on her map at the bottom of the window. He was in Atlanta. What the hell was in Atlanta? She zeroed in on the location and he was at a residential location. She sent a message to her IT person, who she paid of the books, to see who and what was at this address. Then the ping disappeared before she could get the full address. She sat up quick. Then another ping came. He was at her office building.

“Why are you keeping tabs on me?”

She screamed and dropped her keyboard at the sound of Jeremy’s voice.

“What the fuck Jeremy?!”

“Why are you keeping tabs on me?”

Her phone dinged and it was her IT person. Jeremy snatched the phone out of her hand, read the message and replied something back. He placed it on her desk as he walked towards her, deactivating the screen, not taking his eyes of her. Sage’s heart stopped, her pussy became moist as he got closer, until he was towering over her, her back against the window. He looked at her with the same expression he always had. He began to lean down and his lips almost touched hers.

“Stop budding in my fucking business, Sage,” he whispered against her lips, running a finger down her cheek, and then walked out her office.

She gasped for air. She had never been that close to him before and she could have swore he was going to fuck her where she stood. All she felt now was anger and embarrassment. Her phone dinged again and it was a notification that the connection to the cameras at his house had been lost. He found out about those too and must’ve took them down.

She was now frustrated, mentally, emotionally, and sexually. That brought her back to what Brice had said the night before. Those memories from long ago began to rise and she pushed them aside.

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Short Story Sunday 3/12/2017 Hustle in Paris (an excerpt)

I trailed a finger down his chest to his dick, which to no surprise was just waiting to burst out of his pants.

“I…I’m a virgin,” he whispered.

“Don’t worry, it won’t hurt.”

Unzipping his pants, I pulled his dick out. He gasped and stiffened, looking at me. I stroked him softly and he put his hands on my ass, unsure if it was okay. I knelt down and licked the pre cum off his tip.

“You have to breathe or you will pass out.”

He let out a breath and relaxed. I sucked him fast and hard. He screamed as he let out the first nut, probably his first nut ever.

“Oh, fuck!” he said in French.

I pushed him against the wall, turned around, lifted my dress, grabbed his dick and pushed it in me. I bounced back and forth on him as he moaned and gasped. He grabbed my hips.

“Pull me faster,” I said. For a scrawny boy, he had some strength. I reached between my legs and grabbed his balls.

“Ah, ah, fuck!” he screamed.

I pulled his dick out and led him back to the dining room. I pushed him in a chair and straddled him. He started to get the hang of it and pulled my breasts out, sucking on them. I bounced harder and faster. I reached behind to grab his balls, making sure he didn’t come in me. Just what I would need, a baby by a baby.

His balls were hard and I knew he was on the edge. I got up and sucked him dry, him screaming again. To my surprise, he got up and lifted my on to the table on my back. He spread my legs and sucked and licked me like a pro. This, he had most definitely done before.

He circled and sucked and licked and took all of me in his mouth. I came over and over. I screamed when he shoved his dick in, this time, him taking complete control. He breathed fast and hard and grabbed my breast, fucking me like his life depended on it. In so many ways this was wrong, but he was legal and it felt so good. Guess I can add cougar to my repertoire.

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Short Story Sunday 3/5/2017 (Her Hustle in Paris)

Danisha and Darnell

I walked my sister to the door, hugged and kissed her and watched until she drove off. Anissa was right though. It wouldn’t hurt to call Darnell. As I walked up the stairs, I scrolled through my phone for his number. Then his face popped up on my screen. He was FaceTiming me. I ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror and made sure I was presentable. I took a deep breath in and out and answered.

“Hey Darnell.”

“Hey Danisha. Is this a bad time?”

“No. My sister just left.”

“Oh, ok. Well, how are you?”

“Fine. And you?”

“You still tricking?”

I glared at him in the phone. He kept a straight face. He hadn’t cracked a smile since we had been talking. I laid on the bed.

“No, Darnell, I am not still tricking and I never have.”

“Your girlfriend?”

“She moved to Tokyo. Why are you asking all these questions about my personal life? We haven’t spoken in months and you want to know who I’m fucking or who I’m with?”

“I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t interrupting anything.”

“What did you call me for Darnell?”

“I moved to Houston last week and wanted to see if you wanted to get together some time and just talk.”

I threw the phone at the wall and regretted it as soon as it had left my hand. “That fucking bastard!” I grabbed my pillow and screamed into it. Then, the doorbell rang. My heart pounded faster. I walked slowly down the stairs as it rang again. I looked through the peep hole and it was Darnell. How the fuck did he know where I lived?

“I know you’re here Danisha.”

Dammit! I swung the door open.

“What the entire absolute fuck are you doing here Darnell?”

He grabbed my waist and kissed me. He slammed the door behind him. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him. He leaned me down on the couch and slipped his hands into my shorts. He fingered me so softly. He took my shirt off and pulled the cups of my bra down, exposing and attacking my breasts, continuing to finger me. I moaned in his ear and grabbed the back of his neck. With my free hand, I grabbed his dick, which was already hard. I pulled it out his pants and stroked it.

He kept biting my breasts and fingering me a little faster. He stopped and pulled my shorts off. Grabbing a condom out of his shorts, he put it on and took his shoes and pants off. He climbed back on top and kissed me. I grabbed his dick and put it in, forgetting how big it was. He filled me and I let out a loud moan. He kept stroking deeper, harder and faster. I kept screaming, not being able to control myself and the heat between us. He rolled over on the couch, putting me on top. I rode and rode him. He sucked my breasts and smacked my ass. He was so damn big. I didn’t even hear the door open and my sister screamed. I kept going.

“Sorry, I’ll go upstairs,” she said as she took off.

Darnell laughed and I kept going, ignoring what was going on. I had been thinking about this moment for the longest. He turned us to the side and hit it as hard as he could. He lifted me and laid me on the couch, stroking deeper and faster.

“Fuck me Darnell! Fuck me!”

He turned me over and hit it from the back, bending me over deeper. His strokes grew more aggressive, causing me to scream louder. I had forgot all about my sister. He flipped me over again, stroking harder. I think he was at his peak. He lifted one of my legs and hooked a finger around my big toe and stroked deeper. I screamed because he had gone too deep. He grunted and groaned in my ear and then pulled out. Putting his shoes and pants back on, he left and didn’t turn around. Not a single word.

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Short Story Sunday 2/12/2017 The Cable Guy

Janet heard the knock on the door and knew it was the cable guy. She opened it and welcomed him in. She showed him where the cable needed to be installed and which rooms. She yelled to her daughter, Maliyah, that the cable guy was there and that she was leaving to do some errands. When she left, the cable guy got to work in the living room. After about ten minutes, he felt someone grab his ass.

He turned around to see a woman who looked 25, but he knew she was younger. She smiled and licked her lips at him.

“I don’t think that this is appropriate,” he said, trying to sound like he meant it.

Looking at her all he could think about was his dick in her mouth and then bending her over.

“Why not? You don’t like pussy?” she teased, twirling her hair with her pointer finger.

“How old are you?”

“I’m 21.”

He thought about it and then turned to get back to work. She grabbed his dick from behind and he instantly got hard. He turned to look at her again.

“I can’t do this with you, you’re too young.”

“That’s not what your dick says,” she said and before he could protest, his pants were at his ankle and his dick in her mouth.

He thought about resisting but she was a pro at what she was doing. He gave in and let her suck his dick. Technically, this was okay because he wasn’t actually in her pussy. She grabbed his balls firmly and jiggled and pulled gently on them. He gasped while looking down at her looking up at him, sucking him hard. He put one hand on her head and pushed her head to him so he could go deeper.

“Yeah, just like that,” he growled.

He was about to release and grabbed her head with both hands. He thrusted faster in her mouth, causing her to gag. He was about to teach her a lesson about not fucking with a grown man dick. He released still fucking her mouth viciously. He pulled it out and watched her gag. She wasn’t ready but he was still going to show her.

He got out his shoes and took his pants all the way off. He picked her up and sat her on the couch. He lifted her skirt and saw she had no panties on. He spread her legs and ate her pussy. The way she squirmed, she wasn’t ready for that either. He continued attacking her clitoris and then put two fingers in her tight pussy. She screamed and moaned. Whether or not it was pain or pleasure, he didn’t care.

An orgasm ripped through her body and she convulsed, screaming. He wondered if the neighbors could hear her. He turned her so that she was now laying on the couch. He got between her legs and her eyes widened, as he slipped on a condom. He plunged in her making her scream. Tears came rolling out and he thrusted in her tight, wet pussy hard and fast. The tears stopped and she appeared to be enjoying it, though still screaming.

She knew he wasn’t going to stop. He had a better idea. He pulled out and told her to get on the floor on all fours. She did quickly and he squatted behind her. He entered her slowly, but fucked her hard. Her screams got him off quickly. He felt he was about to release and couldn’t control himself and fucked her a little to hard. He turned into a beast. When he was done he stood up and put his pants back on and his shoes.

He got back to work, ignoring her as she could barely walk straight. She sat back on the couch and watched him. When he was done with all the rooms he told her he was leaving.

“When will you come back?” she asked.

“Did you not learn your lesson?”

“What lesson?”

“Not to fuck with a grown man dick?”

“But I like grown man dicks,” she said, sauntering over to him. She gave him a little squeeze and fluttered her eyes at him. He smiled and left before his dick got too hard. When he got to his truck, Janet was pulling up.

“Did everything get installed?” she asked.

“Yes ma’am. It was kind of hard to get in at first but after a while everything went in easily,” he smiled, knowing she had no idea what he just did to her daughter.

He got in his truck and drove off to another appointment.

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Short Story Sunday 2/5/2017 (The Virgin)

Restaurant Antics

When I walked in the restaurant, Wayne was sitting in a corner by himself. He looked as good as he always did. I made sure to wear something extremely low cut and extremely short. He claims he wasn’t a virgin but tonight we were going to see about that. I sauntered over to the table and he looked up at me. He was speechless.

I watched him swallow hard and saw beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Perfect. I knew that his cock had to be hard now. I sat across from him. And made sure to stick my already large chest out. He couldn’t take his eyes off of my breasts. The waiter came over and took our drink orders and then left. I smiled at him as he finally lifted his eyes to my face.

“This is a nice restaurant,” I said.

“Yeah, it is. It’s my favorite,” he replied.

He took a few sips of his water. I couldn’t help the fact that my inner goddess was doing summersaults at his expense. This man had no idea what he was in for. Little did he know, I booked the entire restaurant for the night so we could have privacy.

“It must be a slow night,” he said.

I shrugged as if it didn’t matter to me. The waiter came back with our drinks and took our food orders. After he left, I took my heels off and placed my feet on either side of his cock. Oh, yeah, he was hard. He moved my feet away quickly and his light, brown skin turned red.

“What are you doing? That’s extremely inappropriate.”

“I’m sorry. Guess I got the wrong idea,” I said sarcastically.

He eyed me up and down, stopping at my breasts.

“What I find inappropriate is that you keep staring at my breasts,” I said.

“Well, you got them all out for everyone to see!”

“If you want to keep staring at my breasts, unzip your pants and pull your dick out.”

He looked me in my eyes and he didn’t know what to say. He was in shock that I could even say anything like that. At work I keep the explicit language to a minimum, but outside of work, I say, and do, as I please with it.

“What if somebody sees?” he whispered.

“Trust me, nobody will.”

He looked around and put his hands under the table. I heard his zipper go down. When his hands were back on the table, I leaned forward and grabbed his cock. He gasped as I stroked him up and down. His breathing increased. He tried to keep cool and pretend nothing was happening. He moved closer to the edge of his seat so I could get a good grip on his full length. The waiter came back with our food.

The look on Wayne’s face was priceless because I didn’t stop jerking him off. I kept my eyes on him and he kept his on me. I felt his whole body stiffen. He was about to release and the waiter was still there placing the food on the table. He put a hand under the table and tried to get me to stop but it was too late. He let out a yell and guided my hand faster up and down his length. The waiter paid no attention and walked away. Wayne’s release was all over my hand. I licked it all off. He watched, still breathing hard and zipping his pants.

“Why didn’t you stop and why are you licking my, you know, off your hand?”

“You really are a virgin aren’t you?” I asked quizzically.

He nodded and started eating his food. I smiled. This was going to be fun. Even though he was 20 years older than me, I get to show and teach him a few things. I ate my food and we talked about music. That was all we ever really talked about. Music was his thing. He liked rap, R&B, old school and a lot more. We had similar tastes in artists and genres. This man had no idea the things I thought about doing to him. If only he knew. I got up and sat next to him, undoing his pants again. He grabbed my hands.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to suck your dick.”

“What?” he exclaimed.

“You heard me.”

He moved his hands, slowly, and I pulled his dick out again. He got bold and touched my breasts.

“You can pull them out if you want,” I smiled.

He didn’t move so I pulled them out for him. He grabbed both of them and put his cock in my mouth. It was so big.

“Ah,” he groaned.

He pinched my nipples and I felt my pussy start to get wet. Sooner or later, I was going to have to fuck him. I heard footsteps coming towards us and I got under the table, still sucking his dick.

“Will there be any dessert, sir?”

I grazed his cock with my teeth and he jumped.

“Uh, uh, no, that’s, that’s all,” he stammered.

The waiter was clearing the table. He was going particularly slow. What Wayne didn’t know was that this was apart of my plan. I wanted to break him out of his shell. I was going to make him cum while the waiter was standing there. I guess Wayne finally broke out of it because next thing I know he grabbed my head and was thrusting his hips forward, fucking my mouth. He let out a loud groan and released down my throat. The waiter pretended not to notice and Wayne seemed a bit angry. The waiter left and Wayne yanked me out from under the table.

“I don’t know what kind of game you’re trying to play but this is wrong,” he seethed.

“How is it wrong?” I asked, leaning back, playing with my hard nipples.

He watched me and jumped forward and grabbed one with his teeth. He bit down hard, making me yelp a little. He moved his hand up my thigh to my dripping pussy. I had no panties on. He inserted two fingers and fingered my clit with his thumb. He hit both my g-spot and my clit at the same time. I was moaning louder now. The waiter came back and filled our wine glasses, ignoring us. I saw his cock start to bulge and I grabbed it, Wayne not even noticing.

I quickly unzipped the waiter’s pants and his hard, black cock fell out. I pulled him to my lips and teased his shaft with my tongue. I tasted his pre-cum. He was young. Maybe 20 or so. I stared in his eyes as I sucked his young cock. He came quickly and I licked his dick clean. I nodded my head back and he left. Wayne sped up his fingers on my g-spot and my clit. I came hard, yelling out. I pushed him back and quickly straddled him. I was going to fuck his big virgin dick so good. I slid down him fast and he breathed in deeply. I rode him hard and fast, barely giving him a chance to breath.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” he moaned.

He smacked my ass and bit down on my nipple hard. He was liking this.

“Yeah, ride it faster,” he growled against my nipple.

I bounced up and down fast and he grabbed my hips to pull me deeper. My breasts bounced up and down in his face and I felt his dick get harder. He was growling like a beast now. It was so turning me on. I let out a yell as I climaxed. My body convulsed and he followed. I got off him and licked both of our release off his dick. As it softened I took one of the table napkins to wipe myself clean. He stopped me.

“Get on the table and lay back in front of me,” he said. To be honest, I was a bit shocked.

“You’re not a virgin are you?”

“No, I’m not, now stop wasting time,” he smiled.

I got on the table and spread my legs towards him. I leaned back and I instantly felt his skilled tongue licking up my cum. It felt so fucking good. He buried his face deeper between my legs as he ate my pussy. I grabbed his bald head and squeezed his face with my thighs. I arched my back at the sensation as he nibbled on my clit ever so slightly. He pressed his tongue up against me harder and swirled it around.

I exploded in his mouth and screamed loud in pleasure. He licked up all my cum, slowly. When he was done, I got off the table and we fixed our clothes. He left the money on the table and we headed to exit the restaurant. Our waiter was standing there to say good bye. As I whispered in his ear that I left him a tip and my number on the table, I grabbed his cock and gave it a slight squeeze. He stiffened and we left the restaurant.

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Short Story Sunday 1/29/17 Friend Zone

He lay awake staring at her as she slept. She was so beautiful. They had been best friends for years and through all of her boyfriends, he had been there to pick up the pieces. He loved her and not in a best friend kind of way. He had always been too afraid to tell her, but now he just didn’t know. They always had sleepovers, but tonight was different.

He watched her breasts rise and fall as she breathed. Her skin glistened from the moonlight, shining through the window. It was a beautiful shade of brown. He wanted to grab her nipples, suck on them even, but he was too afraid of her reaction. he started to think about the day that he saw her completely naked for the first time.

It was about six years ago. She had gone through puberty so quickly. Her breasts were large and full. Her pussy was well groomed and the way her curves looked when she walked made his dick quiver. He didn’t know back then that what he was feeling was sexual attraction to his best friend. It could’ve even been romantic.

A while back they had started to sleep together naked. Never touching. She loved being naked and had no problem with it. Of course, he took any opportunity that came along for him to see her naked.

Her moaning interrupted his thoughts. She breathed heavily and he knew exactly what was happening. Before he could even think about it, he was already opening her legs and parting her pussy lips. He could smell her arousal. He licked her clit and it tasted so sweet. She kept moving and thrusting her hips against his lips. She grabbed his head and he knew she was awake. She moaned and screamed as her body convulsed. Her juices squirted into his mouth and he sucked them all up. When she stopped moving, he lifted his head to look at her.

She was still asleep. He knew this was his only chance. She had always been a hard sleeper and this was his chance to explore her body. He kissed his way up to her breasts. Her nipples were hard. He grabbed one and she gasped. She pushed him off and jolted to a sitting position.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she yelled.

“I just thought that…”

“Thought that I would want you to touch me like that? Aren’t you gay?”

“No, I…I…”

She laughed and He was confused. When she stopped and stared at him, for the first time, he could not read what she was thinking. She gave him a sly smile and laid back down. She started to play with her nipples and fondle her clit. It got him so hard and aroused. He turned the bedside lamp on so he could see her. She was so beautiful. He wanted to make her come over and over. She deserved it.

After all the guys that treated her like shit, he wanted to be the one who was there for her for her every need. He moved her hand from her clit and got between her legs. He rested his hard dick against her clit and slid it back and forth, around and around. Her wet pussy made his temperature rise. He leaned down and grabbed her breast with his teeth. She let out a loud moan. He felt himself about to come and the way she moved under him, so was she. She screamed and he moaned.

He looked down at her and smiled. She called his name over and over and then he felt himself being shaken. Everything went black. He woke up and she was shaking him. Had it been a dream? Please tell me that wasn’t a dream, he thought. She looked down at him in concern.

“You were moaning and screaming,” she said, “I didn’t know what was happening.”

The whole time she was talking, he couldn’t take his eyes off her body. She looked at him with a confused look. He sat up and look at her.

“I want you. I’ve always wanted you. Through everything we’ve been through together, I’ve always wanted to be more than just your friend. Every time I see you naked, I want to touch, lick, kiss and hold you. I want to be the reason you have orgasms. I want to make you feel like you’re worth something.”

She stared at him in shock. He couldn’t believe he had just said that. He expected her to look at him in disgust and get up and leave. Instead she softly kissed his lips. It was so soft and sweet. She parted his lips with her tongue. He leaned her back onto the bed and ran his hands all over her body. He glided his index finger between her pussy slit and across her clit. She moaned against his lips.

He pressed firmly against it and made circles. She broke their kiss and screamed. He grabbed her breast and sucked hard. His middle finger slid inside, massaging her G-Spot, she moved against his hand. He wanted her to come so bad. Her pussy closed around his finger and she let out a loud scream of pleasure. She rolled on top of him and pressed her pussy, still dripping wet with her juices, against his own arousal. She kissed him hard and her nipples hard against his chest made his dick pulsate.

He guided her hips and moved her onto his dick. She threw her head back, pushing her breasts into his face. She came hard and he followed. He was so happy that this was finally happening. She kissed his mouth, neck, chest, stomach and then his inner thighs. His legs shook as she moved her lips to his full balls. She swirled her tongue around and he ran his hands through her kinky hair.

She grabbed his balls and took his entire girth into her throat. At that moment, he knew he was in love with her. He didn’t want to come like this so he moved her off of him and rolled off the bed. He smiled at her and she quickly laid down. He shook his head.

“On you’re knees and bring your ass to the edge of the bed, facing me,” he said.

She moved quickly. He entered her and felt her tense up and then relax. He moved in and out, slowly at first and then increased the speed. Her screaming made him go faster and that made the sensation more intense.

“Fuck me!” she yelled.

He gripped her hips and moved as fast as he could. His balls slapping against her pussy made this even more worth it. He pulled on her breasts as he moved back and forth. He couldn’t take it anymore and lost all sense of everything as he came. He barely heard her screams over his groans. He pulled out and their pleasure was all over his dick, running down his balls. She turned around and licked it all off. He tensed as his dick was still sensitive.

“Lay on your back,” he told her.

He was going to make love to her now. Yeah, fucking was okay but she was special to him. He always thought of her as more than a best friend. He climbed between her legs and entered inside her, dick still pulsating. They kissed and groped each other. He spread her thighs and squeezed her round plump ass. He moved in and out of her slowly. She moaned softly.

“I love you,” he whispered.

She looked him in the eyes and tears rolled out. He was almost afraid that he had just ruined their friendship, even a possible relationship.

“I love you, too, but only as a friend,” she sobbed.

He kissed her tears and continued to make love to her, burying his now tear dripping face in her hair. His heart was breaking, but he couldn’t stop making love to her. He had hoped that there was even the slightest chance that she could ever love him. They both came and he got off of her. They laid there in silence. He could feel her looking at him, but kept his eyes on the ceiling.

“I’ve always known that you loved me, but I just don’t see you that way,” she said.

“Then why did you have sex with me?”

“Because I knew you wanted to and I did too. I wanted to touch you and be touched by you. I know how much you care for me, but I’m just not romantically into you.”

He kept staring at the ceiling. After awhile, he could hear her breathe softly. He looked over and she was sleeping peacefully, still so beautiful after being thoroughly fucked and made love to. He turned off the light on the night stand and wrapped his arms around her. He still loved her and still had hope that one day, she would love him too.

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Short Story Sunday 1/22/17 She Devil

Sage (this is a short story that will probably me made into a full length novel, stay tuned)

Soon as Sage walked into the office, Jay couldn’t wait for the meeting to be over. He felt his dick hardening as he looked at her large breasts, practically popping out of her shirt. He tried to calm himself but he couldn’t help it. This presentation was in the way of him getting his dick in her mouth, her pussy and titty fucking her. She was knew to the office and he couldn’t wait to give her his own, personal welcome.

Her long, kinky brown hair, brown eyes and plush lips. She was paying attention to the meeting and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. Once this excruciating meeting was over, he would tell her to stay behind. She all of a sudden looked up at him and he smiled and gave a small wave. She smiled back and turned her attention back to the presentation. She wanted the D, he thought. He knew she wanted it.

The presenter stopped talking and everyone applauded. They all began to leave out, including her.

“Ms. Porter, could you stay behind please,” he said as he got up and closed the door, locking it after the last person.

She was still sitting there smiling, knowing what he was about to do to her. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled back, walking around the table. He sat in the chair next to her.

“I’m Jay, by the way.”

“Yes, I know who you are. You’re the boss man. I’m Sage, the new intern.”

“Yes, right. How do you like the job so far?”

“It’s going pretty well and I’m learning a lot.”

“That’s good. I love to hear that.”

He sat back in his chair and eyed her. His dick was bulging through his pants and she looked down at it. She pretended to look a bit shocked. He grabbed it with his hand and stroked it. She looked at him with those gorgeous eyes.

“Let me tell you something Sage, I always get what I want around here and to move up, sometimes you have to comply with my wants.”

“Well, what do you want?”

“Right now, I want to fuck your mouth, your pussy and your breasts and it doesn’t have to be in that exact order.”

He watched as she swallowed. Oh how she could be swallowing his cum, he thought. He unzipped his pants and let his hard, fat, black dick fall out. He was aggressive and that’s how he liked it. Her eyes grew large.

“Is this appropriate?” she asked, making her voice quiver.

“In this office it is.”

“Do you fuck all of your interns?”

“Yes, I do.”

“And you’ve never been caught?”

“Obviously not if I’m sitting here about to fuck you.”

He leaned forward and grabbed her hand and placed it around his erection. He pulled her chair closer and guided her hand up and down his length. When he let go, she stopped.

“Keep going,” he growled.

She moved her hand up and down, watching his face. His breath hitched and she felt him harden even more in her hand. She felt herself getting wet. This man was sexy as hell and she had to admit to herself that she couldn’t wait to fuck him. His breath quickened as he opened her shirt and pulled her cups down exposing her breasts. He bit her nipple and pinched the other, making her gasp.

He moved his hand up her thigh and felt her legs shake. When he felt her pussy, he realized she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She was still jacking him off when he felt himself about to release, he laid back in the chair and guided her hand up and down him faster. He squirted cum all over her clothes as he groaned in pleasure.

“Won’t they hear you?” she asked.

“This room is sound proof. Now take off your clothes and lay on the table,” he demanded as he stood up and pulled his pants down.

She removed her shirt and bra and slid her skirt off. She stepped out of her heels and laid on the table. He watched her as he took off his shirt. He climbed on to the table in between her legs.

“Now, this is going to get real aggressive and hard,” he said as he slammed into her.

She yelled out and he fucked her like a wild animal. It did hurt at first, but then it became so arousing. He growled like a savage and the smacking sound of his balls hitting her pussy made him harder inside her. She expected him to kiss her but he didn’t. This was just a fuck to him. He gripped her hips as he pushed deeper in her. He ignored her screaming. He was about to release again and pulled out, spraying his pleasure all over her stomach. She looked at him as his face scrunched up.

“Ah,” he said.

He got off the table and swung her around towards him, pulling her off the table. He turned her around and bent her over. He slammed in her again. She yelled out in surprise. He was going harder now that he had more stability.

“Ah, yes,” he said.

“I’m going to love fucking you every day that you’re here.”

She didn’t say anything, for she had a plan of her own before she was even hired. Finally, she felt herself getting ready to release. He sped up as if knowing she was and she screamed and convulsed as he kept going. He found his release all over her back. He collapsed in the chair and she stood up.

“Now, let me fuck your mouth,” he demanded.

She got on her knees and grabbed his still hard dick. He swatted her hand away.

“Just your mouth,” he said.

She put him in her mouth and he grabbed her head, moving in and out of her mouth. He was amazed at how deep he could go and her amazing gag reflex. Just then the side door opened and it was his colleague, Derrick. She heard the door and tried to get up but he had a good grip on her.

He was still fucking her mouth when Derrick undressed and knelt behind her. He lifted her hips and forcefully entered her. She had a dick in her mouth and one in her pussy. Derrick was breathing hard. That first nut came too quickly and he released on her back before entering her again. Jay released down throat. He pulled his dick out but Derrick kept fucking her.

Jay pushed his chair back and laid underneath her, his head between her legs. She felt his tongue attacking her clitoris. It was so much pleasure and she could barely handle it. Jay had her hips and Derrick had her thighs. Between the two of them she could barely move. When she released, it took over her entire body. Both her clitoral and vaginal orgasm took every ounce of energy she had. She collapsed on top of Jay, not being able to move. Derrick picked her up and laid her on her back. She now got to see his face and he was a fucking gorgeous man.

He spread her legs and laid his head in between them. He was much more sensitive to her clitoris. Jay straddled her chest and laid his dick in between her breasts. He held her breasts together, tight around him.

“Hold them,” he ordered.

When she did, he moved back and forth, pushing his dick rapidly between them. He looked down at her as he saw the pleasure on her face from Derrick’s tongue on her pussy. Derrick was a lot better at it than Jay. Derrick was stroking his own dick as he licked all around and in and out her pussy. Jay came first, all over her face.

“Fucking shit!” he yelled and went faster.

His cum covered her entire face. He got off of her and she came in Derrick’s mouth. She grabbed his head and moved it around in between her legs. Derrick then came fast and hard. Sage saw Jay sit in a chair and stroke his still erect dick, watching them. Derrick stood up and directed her to sit in the chair. He walked towards her and put his dick to her mouth. She opened and he slid all the way in. He grabbed each side of her head and fucked her mouth viciously.

She cupped his balls and watched Jay beat his dick, getting off as he watched them like a porno. Derrick threw his head back as he thrust his hips faster. She felt his balls swell and knew he was about to release. He pulled out and ejaculated on her chest. She took her finger and wiped some off, putting it in her mouth looking into his eyes. The look she gave him made his knees weak. He knew this woman would be trouble.

They both turned as Jay released on the table. Derrick began to get dressed and so did Sage.

“Same time and place tomorrow?” Jay asked.

“Naw,” said Derrick, “This was a one time thing.”

Sage smirked and walked towards a shelf by the door. She moved a book over and took the camera that she had hidden behind it before the meeting. Both men stared in horror. She walked out, smiling to herself. She had played her cards right and was about to have these men’s balls in the palm of her hands.

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Short Story Sunday 1/8/2017 (Her Hustle Shorts)

Darnisha: Sunday Night Chronicles

Bars and clubs are always cliché, but it was a Sunday and I was bored. I was also horny and needed some play. Standing in my closet looking from one short dress to the next, I picked the last one. Red. Yoni coverage minimal. Easy access. Fitted. This pretty much covered my entire wardrobe. Granted my job didn’t require professional attire, but it was a profession nonetheless. Finally dressed, taking a once over in the mirror, I grabbed some condoms. Best sex is safe sex. On my way to seek out my first victim…

The valet line was long but the way I was dressed and sauntered up to the booth, they handled my parking fairly quickly. Skipping the line of pretenders to get in, I thought about how that used to be me. The come up was real and I be damned if I ever go back to that. Soon as I walked in, I spotted him at the end of the bar. maneuvering through the crowd, I sat at the opposite end, not in his line of vision but somewhere I knew he could see me. I ordered a drink. Then, things got pretty interesting…

While vibing to the music, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Smiling to myself I turned around. It wasn’t him, but this man was equally gorgeous and arousing. My yoni purred just a little at the sight of his dark skin, blue blazer, suited slacks, and hugging t-shirt. This many was every bit of 6’3 and the epitome of the kind of men I do business with. His swagger was a bit different. “Excuse me miss. Do you mind moving over so my wife can sit down.” My face fell…

After taking a hit to my ego, hell and my pride for that matter, I walked over to the VIP section and took my usual seat. With the exception of the man at the end of the bar, this club was subpar. I finished my drink and closed out my tab. I walked to the restroom to fix my hair before going to the next club. As I washed my hands I felt someone behind me, rubbing their manly hands up my thigh, finding me quite drenched. I looked up in the mirror and it was the man at the end of the bar…

Placing a finger between my slit I gasped, leaning back into his hard chest and even harder erection. His eyes were dark and the mysteriousness behind them made my knees weak. He was bad news but the way he worked his fingers, I didn’t care. He worked me until I reached my peak, throwing my head back against his shoulders, crying out in pleasure…

He turned me around to face him, hovering over me. He glared into my eyes and I couldn’t breathe. He was mesmerizing. I heard his zipper but never took my eyes off of him. I heard the wrapper of a condom but did not notice him ever moving until I felt the head of his staff slowly make its way inside me, stretching me more than I ever had before…

By this time I was also on the counter. He had lifted me when I was lost deep into his eyes. He slowly, aggressively entered and pulled out, making sure I felt every inch of his length and circumference. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for the intenseness of his rhythm was debilitating. I couldn’t moan, scream or cry out. He pulled my hair back, exposing my neck, licking and sucking the life out of me. I closed my eyes and let myself go…

I was weak when he finally pulled out. Taking my eyes off of him and looking down, I could’ve had a heart attack. He was huge. Now I see why he got me off with his handy work first. He lifted me off the counter and stared down at me. “On your knees.” And as if his words had power over my body, I felt myself getting down on my knees. “Open your mouth.” My mouth obeyed. He worked his way into my mouth. I stared up at him as he gently held the back of my head, and moved his hips back and forth. I could hear the beast in him stirring from his growls. I was immediately turned on. I pleasured myself as he was being pleased with my warm, wet mouth…

I felt him stiffen and grunt deeply, quickly thrusting his hips and going deeper down my throat. I felt the edge of the condom fill with his cum. I released while he was still cumming, my moans mixed with me gagging. He slowed and pulled himself out of my mouth, while lifting me up off of the ground. He kissed me in a way that made me want to give up my ways, our hearts beating together, but I knew he was just a future client…

He stepped back and got on one knee, lifting me onto the counter, putting my legs on his shoulders and assaulted my bulging clit with his tongue. He was messy with it too, sucking, licking, moisturizing his beard and lips with my secretions. I grabbed his head and moved my hips with his movements. I was about to climax and he stopped, looked up at my reaction and flicked his tongue quickly, instantly sending me into a fit of orgasms…

He kept going even after I was done. I hadn’t been this satiated since…since Darnell. He stood up, my juices all over his face and beard. He licked his lips and said, “Darnell sent me.” He threw 3 stacks on the counter, walked out and never looked back.

Fin.

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Short Story Sunday 1/1/2017, New Year’s Eve

She knew as soon as her phone rang who it was and what he wanted. He always knew the right time to call, which was also the wrong time to call. She always gave in. She agreed to let him come over, though she really didn’t want him to. She wanted to make a new start, a fresh start. But when the flesh was calling, she answered immediately.

It was New Year’s Eve and she was alone anyway, so might as well have some company, even if it wasn’t the company she wanted. He sent her a text letting her know he was close. She rolled her eyes and turned her phone over. Why did she always say yes when he called? It wasn’t like she liked him. It was just physical. She saw no future with him and she was never satisfied. Yeah, he was hung like a horse, but lord knows he didn’t know what to do with it. She sulked some more just thinking about it.

Her phone rang and it was the gate calling. He was there. She buzzed him in and stared at the ceiling. She had plenty of time to tell him to go back home. She heard a knock on the door and dragged her feet to answer it. She took a deep breath and opened the door. She stared in horror and complete shock…

As you can probably guess, I wasn’t who she was expecting. Much worse, that meant he was still on his way and would be there soon. She was in a panic. Her phone dinged and it was him saying he was 10 minutes away, he had to stop and get gas. She looked back at the man in front of her as he smiled and asked of she was going to let him in. She slowly backed up in a daze. She closed the door and slowly turned around back at him. Why was he here?

Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t mad that this man was here. They had been talking for a while and she had been crushing on him for months. She was just surprised that of all days for him to pop up, it was today. He told here that he couldn’t bare to go another day without finally seeing her and how much he wanted her body, to feed him. Her breath caught in her throat. What the hell? Was he serious? To answer her unasked question, he closed the gap between them and kissed her passionately, working his hands up her shirt. Of course she had no bra on because she was expecting someone else, and her shorts, nonexistent…

he picked her up and headed to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. She stared up at him as he took his shirt off. He got on his knees, head in between her legs. Shit!, she thought. It had been a minute since a man ate her box. She grabbed the sheets before he even slid his tongue between her slick slit. He body relaxed as he went to work; circles, up and down, side to side, in the one spot that always made her cave in minutes. This was not happening, this had to be a dream…

She came twice and he flipped her over on her stomach, sliding his erect manhood inside here. When the hell did he undo his pants?, she wondered but that quickly went away when he grabbed her breasts in each hand, squeezing her hard nipples. She felt that lava about to erupt again as another wave of sensations took over her body. He turned her over and maneuvered his way on top of her, his entrance again without warning. She grabbed his neck, bringing his lips to hers, digging her nails in his back with her other hand. She met his rhythm with her hips to bring him deeper, hitting the right spots. She was about to come when…

There was a knock at the door. They both stopped and looked. The knock came again. He looked at her and asked was she going to answer it, but she couldn’t hear him over the knocks as they got louder and louder. She jumped in the bed. Looking around, she saw no signs of anyone. She looked in the closets, bathroom and living room. She heard the knock again. She looked at the front door. She ran to it smiling until she opened it. Her smile quickly faded.

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The Touch


She was already shaking, anticipation overcoming her. Controlling her arousal was something she tried to work on, but when it came to him, she would succumb to the pleasure. He gently touched her thigh, and felt the vibrations of her energy. She watched him, trying to be patient for the burning fire inside her was ready to roar. He whispered in her ear, his lips brushing her skin, sending shivers down her spine. All he had to do was touch her and that was her undoing, but she held back. He gently parted her legs, gliding his fingers up her thigh. She held her hands above her head, gripping the rail like he told her. She couldn’t touch him while he pleasured her. She took control of her breath and closed her eyes, focusing on the touch. He slit her slips with his finger and gently rubbed her engorged clit. She held her breath and her body stiffened. He told her to breathe and let the sensation control her. He rubbed softly in circles and watched as her belly rose and fell quickly. She wanted to grab his hand and guide him, but her instructions were to not touch. He used her juices as lubrication to slide more smoothly up, down, and around her clit. He knew she was almost to her peak. He moved carefully, positioning himself between her legs, her eyes still closed, focusing on his touch. He replaced his fingers with his tongue and took her sex into his mouth, devouring her. She writhed as she came over the edge, gripping the rail. He gripped her thighs to hold her still and applied gentle, but firm licks against her clit. She gushed and he swallowed every last drop. When she stopped moving, he kissed her inner thighs, her stomach, each breast, her neck, her chin, and finally her mouth, letting her taste her pleasure. Fin.