chocolate chick wit’ a long black ponytail—
“Lydia, this is Alley, uh…Alex. Alex, Lydia.”
I slowly lick my lips, standin’ up. “Yo, what’s good, baby,” I say, eyein’ her as she steps outta her black three-quarter trench. She’s wearin’ some kinda red spandex-type dress that clings to her curves. I lick my lips, again.
She smiles. “OhmyGod, giiiirl, you didn’t tell me he was
“Oh, whatever,” Falani says, rollin’ her eyes. “I did, too.”
“No, what you said was he looked aiight. Not that he was a deep dish of delicious, dark chocolate.”
I laugh. “Thanks, baby. And she told me you were decent-lookin’.”
“Typical Falani,” she replies, cuttin’ her eyes over at her, laughin’ wit’ me while walkin’ over and extendin’ her manicured hand. “Always hatin’. Nice to finally meet you.”
I step into her space. “I wanna hug,” I tell her, pullin’ her into my muscular arms. “Nice to meet you, too.” Her light, airy scent is intoxicatin’. “Damn, baby, you smell good and feel good.”
“Thanks. You don’t smell too bad yourself.”
“I’m gonna leave the two of you to get better acquainted while I get things ready,” Falani says, goin’ toward the bedroom.
“Yeah, you do that,” Lydia says, runnin’ her hands along my chest, then squeezin’ my arms. “Oooh, and a rock-hard body to go with all that sexiness. Your pictures do you no justice.”
“Aaah, baby, you tryna make me blush.”
“Not that often. I’ve only been in three, maybe four, over the last five years. Last year was the last time.”
“Mmm, that’s wassup. So, what you like gettin’ into?”
She sits back in her seat and crosses her legs, revealin’ her smooth, silky thighs. “I like it all.”
I smile. Ask her to elaborate and she does. She tells me how she likes eatin’ pussy, suckin’ dick, eatin’ ass, takin’ dick in her ass and deep in her pussy; that she likes strappin’ on dildoes and fuckin’ other chicks—and niggas. I keep a straight face when she says that shit. But I’m thinkin’, “what the fuck?”
“I see you a real freaky chick.”
“Just very open-minded. And you?”
“I can rock wit’ the best of ’em, baby. I’m pretty much down for whateva, ’cept fuckin’ and suckin’ another muhfucka or gettin’ dicked in the ass. So if you got any ideas ’bout runnin’ that rubber dick up in a muhfucka, you can cancel that. You got the wrong one.”
She sucks her teeth, diggin’ in her bag. “Damn,” she says, pullin’ out a long-ass pink dildo. “Not even the head?” She laughs. I don’t.
“Damn straight,” I say, eyein’ her. “Unless you tryna get ya jaw broke, don’t even think it.”
Falani walks back into the room wearin’ a dark-pink lace bra and crotchless panty set, carryin’ a tray wit’ two drinks—one for her, the other for Lydia—and a bottle of water, for me. She looks sexy as hell. I lick my lips and grin, rememberin’ how she bounced her fluffy ass up on this dick earlier.
“I brought ya’ll something to drink,” she says, handin’ Lydia a glass, then walkin’ over and handin’ me mine.
“Thanks, babe.”
“So, have the two of you gotten acquainted?” The question is for the both of us, but she looks over at me as she takes a seat on the sofa.
I smile. “Oh, no doubt. I’m diggin’ her style.”
Lydia uncrosses her legs, shifts in her seat, then crosses her right leg over her left. “And I’m diggin’ yours.” She looks at Falani, takin’ a sip of her drink. “Giiiirrrl, this is delicious. What is it?”
She grins. “Oh, just a little something I whipped up with pineapple and cranberry juice, Ketel One and a splash of Patron to help us get the party started. After three rounds of drinks and thirty minutes into all this meet-’n-greet shit, a muhfucka is startin’ to get restless. I’m not beat for all this back-’n-forth chitter-chat. I’m ready to put work in.”
“Yo, ya’ll need to come up outta all them clothes,” I say, standin’ up and pullin’ off my boxers. “I’m ready to see and feel some wet pussy.” Lydia’s mouth drops and her eyes widen as she takes in my body and gazes down at my dick. I take it in both hands and start strokin’ it.
“OhmyGod, you gotta beautiful body,” she tells me, tossin’ her head back and gulpin’ down her drink, “and a scrumptious-looking dick.”
Falani smiles, standin’ up. “Well, I guess it’s time we take this party into the bedroom.”
“No, not yet,” I tell her. “I want ya’ll to sit next to each other on the sofa and watch me stroke this dick while both of you play in ya pussies.” I shake my dick, then stroke it backward and forward in deep slow movements ’til it starts to thicken. They both spread open their legs. Falani throws her left leg up over Lydia’s right leg. Lydia leans in, slips her hand between Falani’s legs and begins massagin’ her pussy. Falani does the same. They both start to moan, tryna make the other nut. “Yeah, get them pussies wet.”
The two of them go at it for about ’nother twenty minutes, kissin’ and suckin’ on each other’s tits, before they finally bust off all over the other’s fingers and hands. When they finish nuttin’, I tell ’em to lick their fingers, then kiss. They do. I stroke my dick deeper, harder and faster. And as I’m about to nut, I order them both to get on their knees to catch this milk. Interestin’ly, Lydia’s real nasty ’n greedy wit’ it. She wants the dick in her mouth, wants to taste this nut instead of havin’ it splattered on her face. The bitch doesn’t wanna share any of it wit’ Falani, either. And it’s aiight by me. I allow her to guzzle it all down. When she finishes, she leans over and grabs Falani by the back of the head, then shoves her tongue down into her mouth. They are swappin’ spit and cum back ’n forth. I grin. Say what the fuck you want, but I already know what it is. Falani’s freak, nasty-ass is a lyin’-ass bitch. She’s played in this scene before.
Ten minutes later, we are in the bedroom. Falani is lyin’ back on the bed wit’ her legs open. She starts rubbin’ her clit and pussy, while Lydia crawls between her legs, kisses the inside of her thighs, then shifts her body into the sixty-nine position. Her pussy hovers over Falani’s face and I’m watchin’ to see what the fuck she’s gonna do. Lydia starts suckin’ her pussy and Falani lets out a moan.
“Yo, eat that shit, baby,” I urge Falani as I stroke my hard dick. After a lil’ more coaxin’, she finally does what she’s told. Lickin’ ’n lappin’ and moanin’. “Yeah, there you go. You talkin’ ’bout you wouldn’t eat no pussy. You tearin’ that shit up, baby. That’s right; tongue-fuck her pussy.”
I watch the two of them gettin’ it in, munchin’ on each other’s pussies, moanin’ and buckin’ their hips as I roll a condom down on my dick. I grin at Falani, thinkin’,
“Gotdamn, you got some wet pussy,” I say, slowly pushin’ my dick in her. She moans. But the ho doesn’t flinch as I keep pushin’ more of my dick up in her. When I finally get all of it up in her, I stand still and let her bounce her ass back up on it. Falani is still beneath us. She cups my balls, then lifts her head up and starts lickin’ ’em as they smack up against the back of Lydia’s pussy. Man, listen…havin’ my balls rubbed and squeezed and licked while diggin’ out some pussy has me goin’.
I groan. “Aaah, shit…”
I pull open Lydia’s ass, spit into her hole, then stick my middle finger into her asshole. She moans, rotatin’ her hips, and greedily eatin’ Falani’s pussy, causin’ her to shake. Both of these hoes are moanin’ loudly. I’m thrashin’ the shit outta Lydia, feedin’ the back of her pussy wit’ this dick. She starts nuttin’ and wettin’ my dick, splashin’ pussy juice all over. I squeeze her hips and continue assaultin’ her slippery walls. “Uh…ooooh, aaah…ooh, ya dick feels so good…”
After ’bout ten minutes of Lydia eatin’ Falani out, she climbs off of her. And Falani lifts and spreads open her
