Daddy Long Stroke

I’d think I fucked her to death. I shake her again. And this time when she doesn’t move, I swing her up offa me, causin’ her to roll offa the bed.

Thump! She hits the floor, hard. “Aaaaah…owwww…ouch!”

“Oh, shit. My bad,” I say, tryna keep from laughin’ at her ass. “You aiight?”

“I guess,” she says, scramblin’ to her feet and rubbin’ her right arm, then her head. “Why’d you push me off the bed like that?”

Damn, I almost feel bad. “I was tryna wake you so I could take a piss. When you didn’t budge, I tried to roll you offa me so I could use the bathroom, but you just rolled off the bed. C’mon back up here, and let me take care of ya pain, baby.”

“What you gonna do to make it feel better?” She pouts, tryna be sexy ’n shit.

I get outta bed. “Ugh, shit,” I say, steppin’ on four cum-filled condoms. “Let me drain this hose and I’ma show you.” I walk over to her, lift her up and kiss her on the lips. “When I come outta the bathroom I wanna see you on ya back wit’ ya thick legs up and wide open, ya dig?”

She nods. I kiss her on the lips again, then pull her bottom lip into my mouth, slowly suckin’ on it. I slide my tongue into her hot mouth. Twirl my tongue around hers. Taste her dick breath, then stare at her naked body. Take in her bite-size titties. Gaze down at the trimmed patch of hair coverin’ her pussy. She spreads open her legs, allows me to stick my hand between her thighs. I wet my fingers wit’ my spit, then play wit’ her clit. Get her worked up, then slide a finger into her slick pussy, then another. She arches her back, buries the back of her head into her pillow, and lets out a deep moan, placin’ her small hands on top of mine, grindin’ her hips. “Oh…oh…ooooh…”

Her body starts to shake, and her eyes roll up in the back of her head. She snaps her head from side to side, then nuts all over my fingers and hand. I pull ’em out and slip ’em into her mouth. “Yeah, suck that creamy shit…” The bitch greedily sucks and moans. “Good girl. You like that shit, don’t you?”

She moans again, noddin’ her head, tryna catch her breath. She lies still for a few minutes, blinkin’. I guess a muhfucka musta finger-fucked her into a daze or sumthin’. She gazes at me and asks, “What are you trying to do to me, baby?” Get ya pathetic ass to spend ya paper, I think, grinnin’. “I ain’t never cum like this before.”

“Just tryna make you feel good, baby. That’s all.” I lean in and give her another kiss on her pussy-stained lips. “Just lay back and enjoy the ride, ’cause you ain’t seen nuthin’ yet.”

I walk away from the bed. “Oooh, don’t leave me like this.”

“I’ll be right back,” I say over my shoulder. “I need to drain the snake.”

“Hurry.”

I take my piss, then wash my hands, starin’ at myself in the mirror. Nigga, you a real trip, I think, smirkin’ at my reflection. You gonna fuck ’round and have this bitch givin’you the keys to her spot. I smile, walkin’ back into the bedroom. Vita’s lyin’ in the middle of the bed wit’ her legs up and bent at the knees wit’ her tight, puffy pussy smilin’ at me. I lick my lips, decidin’ I’ma eat her pussy. Hell, what the fuck. Even midget hoes need good dick and tongue in their life, right? And, this bitch ain’t had either, so I’ma give her the Daddy Long Strong deluxe. After I tongue-fuck her pussy and asshole wit’ deep, long, wet strokes and then make slow, sweet love to her clit, this bitch’ll be beggin’ me to move in.

I stroll back over to the bed. Don’t say shit to her; just get between her legs, kiss the center of her pussy, then pull her lips apart and slowly start lickin’ up ’n down and all ’round ’em. I stick my tongue up under her clit, rapidly flicking it. She moans, restin’ her legs over my shoulders. I push them back up wit’ my hands, bury my face between her thighs some more. And continue givin’ her what she’s been lackin’. I hold her legs back wit’ one hand, then slip three fingers deep into her pussy as I suck on her clit. I hear her gasp. I think I hear gurglin’ noises comin’ from the back of her throat. I lift my head up. Smile. “You like that shit?” She bucks her hips.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Make that pussy skeet…cum all over my tongue…give me that sweet cream, boo.” I wrap my whole mouth around her pussy and suck ’n slurp. Five minutes later, her nut squirts out into my mouth and onto my tongue. A nigga can’t front; this pint-size ho got some sweet, creamy pussy. I swallow. Finish suckin’ her hole clean, then flip her over onto her stomach like a rag doll. And eat her ass out from the back ’til she passes out.

Two hours later, I got her wrapped up in my arms. “Damn, boo,” she coos. “You really know how to fuck and eat pussy. OhmyGod, I never knew a tongue could feel so good.” She reaches for my dick, wraps both her hands ’round it, then slowly strokes it. “And this dick, mmmmm…it’s so addictive. You got my pussy pulsing, and aching and so sore, but it felt so good. I wish I could keep this beautiful dick right here with me when you leave.”

I chuckle. “Sorry, babe, when I go, I take Long Dong wit’ me. But, while I’m here you can get as much of it as you like. And since you already got it in ya hand, tryna wake it, you might as well wet it wit’ ya tongue so I can spit another round.” She smiles, shiftin’ her body. She presses her lips to the tip and starts plantin’ soft, wet kisses all over it. “Yeah, that’s right, baby. Kiss daddy’s dick.” She swirls her tongue around the head, then wraps her mouth ’round it. I pull in my bottom lip, then lick my lips. “Yeah, suck that shit,” I say, claspin’ my hands, then placin’ ’em in the back of my head. “Cup them balls.” She tries to use one hand, but my balls are too big for her lil’-ass hand. She’s gonna need both of ’em to get me off. She grabs ’em wit’ both hands, but has a hard time tryna handle suckin’ my dick wit’out holdin’ onto it. So I help the ho out. I lift up and hold my dick at the base, steady this rock-hard cock for her so she can squeeze the nut outta my balls.

After she finishes suckin’ my dick, and gulpin’ down this nut, I check my voice messages, again, while she’s in the shower. She’s in there butcherin’ up Brandy’s “1st and Love.” I shake my head, tryna block out her screechin’ while listenin’ to all my messages. Tamera left four messages—crazy bitch! Akina left two. Falani left one, and Electra left three. I call Electra first. And of course, she wants some dick. So I tell her I’ma swing through one day next week and bless her. Next I call Falani. The ho states she’s still limpin’ from the last dose I served her ass, but she’s on that “I can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout you” shit. I tell her dumb-ass that the next time I come through I wanna threesome; that I wanna watch her eat another bitch’s pussy while I’m beatin’ that hole up from the back. She laughs, but then says she’ll think ’bout it. So, you already know.

I decide to call Tamera’s nutty-ass. “Damn, it took you long enough,” she says, soundin’ all tight and whatnot. “I done left you mad messages ’n shit.”

“Aye, yo, what’s fuckin’ good wit’ you, yo?” I already know what it is. This slew-footed ho misses the dick! I wanna hear her say it, though, feel me?

“Nigga, why the fuck you coming at my neck ’n shit?”

“’Cause I ain’t beat for the bullshit.”

She sucks her teeth. “Nigga, you acting like I shitted on you or something. If anything, I’m the one who should be heated with you for locking my fucking keys in the car. That was some real foul shit you pulled.”

“Oh well. You shouldna came at me sideways and it woulda been all good. But, you tried to be on some ole rah-rah-type shit. So it is what it is.”

“Muhfucka, you had my car out all damn night, then didn’t wanna answer your phone. Puhleeeze, I had a right to spazz out on ya black ass.”

“Listen, the shit is done. I ain’t beat to keep goin’ back ’n forth wit’ you. So why the fuck is you constantly blowin’ up my line, huh? You got ya shit back, so what the fuck else you want, now?”

“I wanna know why the fuck you avoiding me ’n shit.”

I let out a deep breath. “I told you, I’m not beat.”

“So what you sayin’? You ain’t fucking with me now?” she asks, soundin’ all pitiful ’n shit. It just amazes me how a bitch will be on some tough-girl-type shit, but the minute she knows she ’bout to lose out on some good dick, she wanna be on some ole other shit.

“Basically.”

“Hmmph. So you gonna let that one incident come between us?”

Come between us? Obviously, this fuckin’ hood-rat bitch really thinks I give a fuck ’bout her spazzin’ out ’n shit. Truth of the matter is her dick time expired. Anytime a bitch is talkin’ more shit than she’s puttin’ out pussy and loot, it’s time to revoke her dick-ridin’ card. And that’s what it is. “You still haven’t said why you keep callin’ me,” I say, dismissin’ her question.

“’Cause I wanna see you, nigga. That’s why. But you acting like a real bitch ’n shit.”

I laugh. “Go ’head wit’ that dumb shit.”

“Whatever, muhfucka. When you comin’ through?”