Succulent Sloan

Dedicated to my New York friend..sweet short one.

Sloan moaned around his hardness. Her lipgloss was giving it a nice cherry flavor as her mouth wrapped around his dick. He gripped her soft natural hair and she snatched back.
"What?" he smiled at her.
"You know I like to be in control." She purred as she continued to suck. She was close to her own orgasm as he placed his hand back onto her round ass. She was thick, thicker than last time he saw her years ago.
He often thought about her cock sucking skills over the years and when he stumbled across her Facebook profile, he nearly lost it.
They immediately reconnected. Like no time had ever came between them. Finally, she had the head off his dick in between her lips and her tongue assaulted the tip.
She moaned. Shuddering as she came on her own.
"Damn sloan. You sucking this shit out of my cocky. You want that nut don't u?"
Sloan looked up at him and nodded. She slid her hand down his shaft and followed down with her mouth. She took all of his thickness in until she could no longer fit anymore.
Instantly, he came in her mouth. She swallowed every last drop still sucking as his body shook and he climbed the driver seat. He tried to run but she sucked in his softening dick, making sure to get every last drop.
Letting go, he exhaled in ecstasy. Smiling. This was going to be a great reunion.

Birthday Wishes Part 3

With soft force, Braxton made his way further into Sabrina and sucked in a quick breath. Sabrina caught the exhalation in her ear as he pulled her upward and closer to him. 

“Oooohhh myyyy Goooodddd!” Sabrina couldn’t believe the sensation she was feeling. She was cumming and it felt like pee was trickling down her leg. Her legs buckled and her body gave out. 

Braxton gripped her around her large breast with one arm, while keeping his balance with his opposite arm against the table and spreading her legs with one foot. He kept a strong slow thrust as she came around his dick. She was oozing down her leg.  He smiled to himself, realizing she was a squirter. 

“Yeah-” something carnal came over Braxton, he growled into her ear and pushed her body forward. Gripping her waist, he began thrusting harder and slower. It felt so good he was trying to savor each stroke.

Sabrina winced in pain for a moment and began to enjoy this position more and more with every thrust. She let out small moan, suppressing her pleasure. Braxton noticed her coyness so he began to thrust faster. The faster he got, the louder her moans grew. She was on the edge of cumming again, but for some reason she was fighting it.

Braxton pulled out her and stepped back for a moment, but as she turned around to question his sudden exit, he grabbed the back her neck kissing her deeply. Surprised, Sabrina fought back. Kissing was too much. Too intimate. Too personal. But he didn’t stop and once she relaxed, in one swift move, he was back inside of her. Holding her thick thigh in his hand he thrusted until he could no longer take it anymore.

She was still fighting it. He pressed his body into her and placed his free hand onto her clit. Making small circles on the hardness, he pressed making her throw her back and moan out in pleasure.
Unable to fight it any longer Braxton gave his final thrust as he came with Sabrina wrapped around his manhood. On his final thrust he pushed down onto her sex and she came on the end of his orgasm. Regaining control over his body as his orgasm subsided, he thrusted his body in small circle motions making Sabrina’s wave swell up once again. She was no longer able to hold it all back and her waves crashed and her ocean leaked down her legs. Braxton pulled his softening member out of her and dropped down to his knees. He wrapped his mouth around her clit and stuck two finger into her. He pressed, sucked and poked until she let go again when he found her spot. She erupted everywhere unable to hide what she was embarrassed about, but sighing in relief because that was everything she wished for for her birthday.


~Let me know if I should continue on!~
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Birthday Wishes Part 2

Please bear with me, my laptop is occupied and I was in the mood to write, I am using my cellphone app.

Part 2

Braxton pulled up to his nicely sized bachelor pad. Sabrina was impressed with the size and tried to keep her cool- she did not want to let on that she had never been to a place like this. Hell, the dudes she fucked with rarely had their own places. The sat there and thought about a conversation her and Josie had after Josie signed her contract.

"We have to aim better." Sabrina nudged Josie on the quiet ride back home. Both sat thinking hard about their very bright futures. Sabrina had not let it be known but she was on the brink of getting a publishing deal and could not wait to share it with her loved ones. The silence between the women solidified each on knew that they had to do.

As she was led into the foyer, Sabrina did everything she could to prevent her jaw from dropping. It all was great. It was greater great and she kicked herself for thinking otherwise

"Nice for a bus driver, huh?" Braxton was all too familiar with it all. He was wealthy, educated and a delicious piece of milk chocolate. He was clean cut with neatly twisted dreds and the smell of his colonge made her want to bury her face in the nape of his neck. So she did. She walked behind him and sniffed his color.

Turning to face her, he searched her eyes for protest. When all he saw was yes, he dropped down to his knees and nibbled at her sweet nectar from the outside of her thong. Sabrina is thick. Her thighs were big but solid and were gripping for balance as Braxton's tongue assaulted the thin material over her womanhood.

"Ah." Sabrina whimpered.

"No one but us. Let it out baby." Braxton went back directly onto Sabrina's wetness and made her spine tingle. She never had a man take her this close this fast.

"Shhhhhhit!" Her whisper went from a whisper to a scream once she finally processed what he said.

"Hmmm." he hummed into her pussy making her legs give and the biggest orgasm she had had in a while.

Licking his lips, "I have been wanting to do that since I saw you climb onto my bus." He smiled and licked again, "It was worth the wait."

"Mmmhhhmmm." Sabrina had her eyes closed, brain in a mixture of marijuana smoke and orgasm.

Reaching past her to get a condom out of the drawer by the front door, Sabrina frowned. He chuckled to herself and noted he would have to tell her that this was a fantasy of his- to fuck in the foyer. He didn't have to worry about her hurt feelings, she was cool and went for what she wanted. And he knew she was down when he pulled his pulsating dick out, slid on the protection and she turned around, looked over her shoulder and said, "I like it from behind."

Braxton thought he was going to come right then and there. But he stepped in closer and pressed himself into her and almost got lost in tight wetness.

He moaned.

She yelped.

He was thicker than expected and probably longer. She had to quit judging him before she really knew because she was striking out on her perception.

"Can you handle more?" Braxton asked.

More? Sabrina thought.

"Yes, more." As if he heard her thoughts.

Sabrina nodded and gripped the table tighter and waited....

...tbc....

Birthday Wishes Part 1

Sabrina wrapped her her thick caramel legs around the pole and slid down. She wasn’t the most graceful and had a few drinks so she hit the floor with a small thud. The room erupted in laughter and she turned to face the room full of girls doubled over in painful joy. It was her twenty-eighth birthday and she let her best friend talk her into doing a pole-dancing party.
Sabrina never could walk in heels so they got her some really high and cute royal blue wedges, a corset and a skin tight miniskirt. She was a smooth plus size standing 5’8’’ and transitioning to natural hair. She was sexy in her own way and men never hesitated to compliment her bright smile and beautiful brown eyes.

Josie came over to her laughing, “Aren’t you glad you’re letting go a little bit and having fun?”
“Yeah. But now my hip is going to hurt.” Sabrina rubbed her side as the girls helped her off her bottom, “Where to next, I’m done with this class?”
Josie grabbed Sabrina’s hand, she was much smaller but had the strength of an ox. “Its a surprise!”
When the women exited the studio, a black party bus was sitting outside on the busy downtown street. Sabrina turned to her best friend and began to talk, but Josie pushed her onto the bus. All of her close female friends sat on the bus talking and laughing, once they saw Sabrina they all shouted, “Surprise!”
They partied all night on the bus. Sabrina was just about gone inhaling from a blunt that was just passed to her. “Lets go to the strip club,” she suggested.

Josie’s smile let her best friend know that whatever she wanted it was, “Nothing but a word.” She got up and gave the driver instructions. Sabrina watched her linger bent over for a little while. They were talking about more than just directions, it was written all over her body language. Josie had a way of getting the things she wanted and it really did impress Sabrina how free and open she was.

Not soon after Josie returned to the back of the bus were they pulling up to Sue’s Rendezvous. Sabrina hadn’t even realized they left out of the state of Connecticut, but she was having a good time and decided to leave the issue alone. This probably was costing Josie a whole lot of money, she knew Josie didn’t mind, but she hated when her friend spent money on her like that.

Josie had just gotten signed with Jive Records due to a youtube video they were just playing around with. Sabrina had urged her to just do it and behind her back posted it. She had a million hits within two weeks and was signed to write for a few upcoming artists after a few months of going back and forth with several companies. Sabrina pushed her to sign with Jive and it was the best push Josie ever received. Now the woman were here celebrating another year together and a new chapter to Josie’s life.

The women got lap dances, drank and had a great time. Josie was standing talking with someone who looked very familiar to Sabrina but she couldn’t quite put her finger on where she knew the guy from. She walked up to them but was stopped by the bus driver. She hadn’t realized how chocolatey delicious he was. He had dreads that hung down to the middle of his back and he had a fresh shape up that led into a cut down beard. He stood about 6’2’’ and had a very toothy, but white, smile painted on his beautiful face.

“I’m Braxton, but my friends call me B.” He offered his hand to her that she shly took.

“Sabrina.” She replied.

“I know.” He licked his lips and Sabrina thought that she was going to fall over, so she gripped the chair she was standing next to. “Happy birthday.” He handed her a drink and she took a sip, madori sour, he was paying attention.  “Lets get you ladies out of here. Finish that up on the bus. I will gather the rest.”

She watched him as he tried to get everyone to get on the bus. Sabrina realized that her seven friends had all coupled off. They were getting more attention than the stripper on the stage and she wasn’t liking it. Sabrina chuckled to herself as she watched him trying to gather them all.

Josie sauntered over to her, “I’m gonna stick around with this guy. Remember him when we went to The Underground?” It clicked in Sabrina’s head, he and Josie were feeling one another but a fight broke out between his boys and another group of guys so he had to handle it. Sabrina wasn’t feeling the fighting so she pulled her reluctant friend out of the party and made her leave.

“Small world. Be safe. Have fun.” Sabrina kissed her friend on the cheek and hugged her, “Thanks, best birthday ever.” She whispered in her ear.

“Always.” She switched away back to the waiting guy. He was a big guy and wrapped his arm around her waist.

“Well, that just leaves you.” Braxton stood next to her smiling.

“I guess so, huh? Care to give me a ride home? I’m beat.” She smiled back at him finishing her drink.

“Sure. My car is about five miles away. Do you mind if I drop of the van and pick up my car?” Braxton gave her a worried look.

“Why the long face?” She joked, “Sure. As long as you’re not an ax murderer or anything.”

“Only on the weekdays. Let’s get you home.”

“Are you from here?” Sabrina sat in the passenger seat of Braxton’s lexus.

“Yes, born and raised.” She heard a little New York in his accent. “You hungry? I know this little spot that makes great breakfast.”

“Starving! I was just thinking of what I could make in my kitchen. I have the munchies like crazy right now.”

Braxton let out a huge laugh. “So you won’t mind if I spark up. Its about a twenty minute drive and I had a very rambunctious group of women on my bus so I’m needing some medicinal relaxation.”

“As long as I can smoke with. Your car. Your rules.” Sabrina noticed him grip the steering wheel and twist it a little. The movement made her stir and she squeezed her legs together. Braxton took a few pulls from the blunt and sent a sweet skunky aroma into the air. He passed and she did the same. She was calm and comfortable by time they pulled up to a little cart. He got out and came back with a greasy sandwich wrapped in parchment paper.

“Trust me.” She took the sandwich reluctantly from his offering hand. He smiled at her sending a shiver up her spin.

“Fuck me.” She said.

“Excuse me?” He coughed on his bite of sandwich.

“Lets stop beating around the bush. I think you’re attractive. Those strippers got me going. So, if you can, take me to your place and-well, you know.” Sabrina never really had a filter when it came to sex. If she liked something and wanted to try something, she was going to get it. They were adults so why beat around the bush.

“I just want to let you know, my intentions weren’t to get you in bed. But now that you put it out there, my place it is.”

 


to be continued...

Brace Yourself (Chapter 2)

Michael sat at his desk in dreamland. Shelby had rocked more than his world with the way she sucked his cock. It was as if she loved doing it. Gripping it at just the right angle, sliding it after she brought it out of her mouth. She was making love to his cock, but something carnal came over her and she spit on his dick. Smiled as she watched the saliva slide all the way down his dark shaft.

He filled her mouth with such ease. He was a decent nine inches and thick. No one had ever took him down like she did. No porn star had ever sucked his dick like her. He jumped beneath his desk when he pictured her head bobbing up and down as she pulled her hands away. Shelby lifted to her knees cutting off his view of what she was doing. Circling the head of his manhood with her tongue. Playing with his perineum. Licking up the precum.

Without notice she slid down and hit the back of her throat. Causing herself to gag, shocking the hell out of Michael. He could not believe this shy and coy woman was giving him head with no hands. Deep throating at that. His groan pleaded with her. She groaned back and sucked harder wanting that nut.

“Damn, baby.” He threw his head back onto the couch and closed his eyes, “Where did you learn how-” He was cut off by his twitching leg. Oh, no, he thought to himself, get control Michael. It was too late. He was sending warm sperm down the back of her throat as she quickened her pace.

He tried to move and get away from her mouth. Shuddering underneath Shelby’s movements, she kept sucking softly. Moaning, “Don’t run,” Shelby let go of him and he sighed.

“Give me a moment.” Michael said as his body twitched. His nine inches went hard as she traced her finger up the side of his thigh.

Shelby licked her lips. The wine gave her a lot of courage. She was feeling giddy after he had cum so hard and so quickly. Giving herself a high five, she spoke, “Bathroom?”

Michael could only muster raising his hand in the general direction of the bathroom.

“I’ll find it. You regain your composure.” She swayed off a little more confident in the situation.

Shelby opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out a brand new toothbrush and the mouthwash. Michael told her to just pack a change of clothes and possibly a swimsuit and, as he promised, he would have all other essentials. Michael stood watching her brush her teeth and smiled to himself.

“Michael, I have your two o’clock in the lobby.” His secretary, Isabell, buzzed over the intercom interrupting his trip down memory lane. “Would you like me to send her in?”

“I will greet her out in the lobby and start with a tour. Who’s shooting in studio 7?” He responded.

“Closed set, sir.” Isabell clicked at her keyboard. “If you want, there is a schoolgirl scene being shot in building 13. I can have security bring a golf cart down so you won’t be late for your date.”

Michael kicked himself mentally for scheduling this interview in the middle of his great day in LA with Shelby. To keep her busy for an hour or so, he scheduled her for a trip at the salon. She seemed tense after last night came to her with her hangover this morning. He did not want her tense, he wanted that relaxed tigress he had last night.

“No, I would prefer to stay in this building. See who’s in 7 then try and pull some strings. This girl is going to make us some money. Send her in.” He hung up.

On the other end, Isabella eyed the young woman. Placing the receiver down, she stood up and made her way to Cynthia Dickson. Cynthia rose as she noticed that Isabella was heading towards her. Nerves got the best of her and she began to hiccup.

Isabella smiled, “Mr. Stockholm will see you now.” Isabella stepped to the side and let Cynthia pass by.

Michael opened the door as if he knew they were right outside the door. “Cynthia.” He stretched his hand out. She was as stunning as her photos. A gorgeous face with a drop dead thick body. She was wearing tights and a t-shirt. Dressed for a run to the grocery store. Michael shrugged it off and closed the door behind them.

“Look, I’ll just get to the point. I have sex to have fun. I don’t want any scripts. Just give me a hard dick and a camera.” Cynthia did not make it to her chair before she started speaking. She was not dressed for it, but she meant business. “I’ll do almost anything if the timing is right. Except for that peeing and shitting shit-” She let out a nervous giggle and hiccuped.

“Well, now that we got that out of the way, here’s what they are offering.” He slid over a piece of paper.

Cynthia looked at it wide eyed and smiled, “For two feature films and three years of appearances?”

“Whenever your schedule permits.”

“Wow. That’s better than anything anyone’s ever offered.”
“We have seen your work. People love realness. We love you. We want you.” Michael layed on handsome filmmaker heavily. He wanted to fuck her right now, but he was trying to fuck Shelby. What decent guy would do that to her. He glanced at his Blackberry. It was a little after two. A few more minutes would not hurt. He was used to trying out a few of the talent here and there. And this would be no different.

“Isabell, can you hold all calls for the next hour?” He paused, “Hold on, if Shelby calls buzz me.”

“Sure thing boss.” Isabell rolled her eyes and pulled up her computer game.

Michael turned to Cynthia who was already pulling her shirt over her head. Her paperwork read forty-six triple d and they were beautiful. He was a breast man so that usually made his dick hard instantly. But it did not. He went over to her and placed one nipple in his mouth. He could not do it. He tried, but his dick would not get hard.

Shelby. His cellphone began buzzing on her desk so he stopped and saw that it was her. Placing one finger in the air, he motioned for Cynthia to get dressed and noticed her rolling her eyes.

“Shelby, tell me you’re done!” Michael spoke into his phone.

“Yes, and I’m feeling rather calm and feisty.” She beamed into the receiver, “Just waiting for my chariot to arrive. Take your time, there’s a bakery that smells just devine.”

“I’ll be there in fifteen. Feisty?”

“Yes. So, drive fast. Safely. But fast.” She hung up. Ready to take it there with him.

Last night he had tried to go down on her but she stopped him. Shaking her head. He kissed her deeply sending shivers down her spine. “When you’re ready. Lets go to bed.” They laid talking about the photos on the mantle until she fell asleep. He woke up to breakfast pouring through the house. He watched Cynthia walking away, happy he decided not to go there. He grabbed his coat and walked past a very shocked Isabell.

“Back on vacation. Don’t stay too much longer. You’re off too.” He walked to the elevator and turned back around, “Thanks for your help.”

That was new. Michael never really showed much emotion, but he was thanking Isabell. What had gotten into him? Little did she know he was plotting to get into Shelby tonight.