Old Friends

Darren reached down and prayed to himself it was hers. Taking a huge chunk of it into his palm, he took a deep breath and gave a quick tug to see if she would resist. When he did not feel any unnatural tearing and she didn't flinch from him pulling -- he tugged harder at her natural tresses. He hated weaves, so he always picked the girls with natural hair, but Darren learned this shit came fake too. 

Hair pulling made him cum hard though and that he was about to do. They were fucking for a while now. She had cum several times, so it was time for him to get off. Her pussy was nice but starting to dry up. So he yanked and thrusted until he had a mediocre orgasm. The young woman was spent. She sweated passion as her eye lids closed and happiness curved on her lips. 

Oh shit, here we go. Darren thought to himself. Women had this uncanny way of getting way too comfortable in his bed after sex. And this one was no different. Searching his tipsy memory for a name -- he came up short. 

 

"Can I call you a cab, beautiful?" He reached over and touched her face softly. 

"Mmm, no. My cousin lives a few blocks away. If I can just use you bathroom, I will find my own way." She hopped up, grabbed her belongings and entered into his bathroom. 

Relief washed over Darren's body as he drifted off to sleep. He thought for sure she was going to flip out on him for being so rude, he was still horny and the sun was coming up soon so he had going for a run on his mind. 

Quick nap, shower and--

All of a sudden Darren was dreaming he was swimming in the ocean, but beginning to drown. He was a swimmer. How could this be. His eyes popped open as the woman who was just soft and seductive was pouring cold water in his face. He jumped up and knocked the bucket out of her hands; sending water everywhere. 

"Get the fuck out my house!" He yelled. She left when she saw the rage in his eyes. 

He pulled out his cellphone and sent a quick SOS to his cleaning lady. Linda had been cleaning for his family since he was a young boy, but he had sent her on vacation for the week. Linda said she can call a friend if he needed anything and here he was needing. 

Nap skipped. He went and got into the shower. Dick hard, he wouldn't be able to function like this, let alone go for a run. His firm had a big merger meeting this afternoon and the only thing that could knock the rest of his stress out right now was getting rid of this raging hard-on and a run. 

Darren stepped out of his bathroom still dripping wet. He heard a gasp and something dropped to the floor. Linda sent someone that fast? She had him so spoiled he did not even expect anyone this early. Not thinking to grab anything to cover himself, he turned only to face the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on. 

"Lilly?" 

"Darren."

He went to hug her, but she cleared her throat reminding him he was ass naked. Embarrassed, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. He penis still semi-hard. 

Lilly and Darren were two peas in a pod. She came to live with Linda at a young age when her mother, Linda's best friend, died unexpectantly at a very young age. Linda took care of Lilly until they were entering into high school. At that point, some legal matters came up and Lilly was shipped up north to Boston to live with her father. That was 15 years ago. Darren had always been in love with Lilly and it damn near broke his young heart. Maybe if she'd stayed he would be different. But she didn't. And he isn't. 

There she stood. All grown up. Torn jeans. Oversized flannel shirt. Big brown beautiful eyes. They just stared at one another for a moment. 

"You didn't write." She whispered. 

"I didn't know what to say." 

"'Hi' would have been a great start." She picked the wet sheets up off the ground and turned to leave. 

Her ass was great, but he urged his penis to behave as the girl he fell in love with years ago walked away from him once again. 

"Linda didn't tell me who lived here. If she did-"

"You wouldn't have come?" Darren had managed to pull on a wife beater and shorts because he could tell his nakedness was making her uncomfortable. 

"I don't know." She closed the lid on the wash. "I will make your bed. When the loud noise dings, move the stuff inside here to the--"

"Don't insult me, you know Linda taught me." 

"So why the call? You couldn't do it yourself?" She snapped, "Why don't you set her up for retirement? She's too old, ya know?"

"I tried. Hell, when you left it aged her so that even dad tried to pay off her mortgage and give her a retirement fund. He went and secretly opened a savings account for her. Don't play us like that. Linda put up a big fight. Settled on working less. It would have killed her if she lost us too."

"Linda didn't loose me! You did!" 

There she was walking away and he was letting her. That's all women did in his life-- walked away. The only woman consistent in his life was Linda. 

"Wait." He breathed. 

"What?" She stopped and turned to him. Hope sprung into her veins.  

"We were kids. I was young and stupid. I meant it. Every last word I said to you when I begged you to run away with me." He stepped in closer, "My father was willing to pay anything to get you to stay. And when you told him no thank you, my heart broke and it never quite healed right." 

Lilly started to talk, but Darren cut in, "Let me finish. I have dreamt about this day. "I would schedule random trips to Boston trying to catch a glimpse of you. But I wouldn't. Then I took over the company fully and realized how much money could buy. And I bought it. To find you. And I did. But I was a coward. Then I found out you were visiting at least once a year. Sometimes for weeks. At my father'a expense. And not once did you reach out to me!" Darren voice was raw with emotion. He shouted at her. 

Years of anger rang out in his voice. He picked up running when he found out she was visiting Linda regularly. He went from love sick Yorkie to love hurt Rottweiler. It was like she poisoned him. He started really disrespecting women. Right down to his at the time romance, Veronica, was this sweet college senior on the path to greatness. Darren respected that about her. He talked to her for a year before he made his move. She was a virgin. And the very first time he slid into that pussy, he knew he was in heaven. She had met his father the week before he found out about Lilly's visits. That same night she met Mr. Walker, Darren asked if his father if he could help purchase a ring for her. She was it. His everything. He remembered telling his father. 

His father looked at him and said, "Well, D., I will do anything for your everything." Darren lost his father to cancer last year. It was why he took over the company way before his time. Darren's father promised him to thirty before he would do the company talk. Besides Mr. Walker would only be 50 at that time. He wanted him to see the world and make mistakes. Fall in love twenty times. 

But love came for him just twice and changed for him forever that day. He drove home slowly depressed. As he grew closer and closer home, he grew angrier. Horny and pulsating with anger he turned to his beautiful fiancé, bent her over the sink and fucked her. When they were done she turned to kiss him, but he pulled away. He walked away to be exact. And he didn't touch her again for weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months turned into Veronica gently taking Darren's hands into her and placing the very expensive engage engagement ring into his palm. 

She kissed his cheek and turned to walk away. It was the last time he would let a woman walk away from him. He would just make them leave. Hurt before being hurt. 

Now his kryptonite stood in front of him. "You didn't write. I thought you didn't want to see me." 

"You should have stayed." He was breathing in her scent. So close he could taste her through his nostrils. He wanted to lick her skin. 

"D-- I-- how could I stay? He was my father. He wanted to be apart of my life!" She paused, "Two million. I found out he was going to take two million over me when his wife decided to spill the beans. She said she had to talk him out of it. I belonged with him. Family. She couldn't conceive so I was the daughter she never had. But I was the daughter he never wanted." 

She was crying. The last thing Darren wanted to see. Her cry. "So I started to visit more often. I have been home for a year now. Ever since-- it was a beautiful funeral. Everyone thought it was lovely." She told his face, "he would be so proud of you."

Instinctively, Darren pulled away, "You came and left without words." 

"I never left. Linda's heart was broken. I just made her promise me. She said you would be on your morning run. My heart skips a beat every time I see you. I wanted to hold your hand and be your shoulder. You held it together that day, but I know you Darren. I still do, that strong exterior can't fool me. You were my first love and my first heartbreak. You didn't keep your promise. So you didn't want me."

She turned to grab the doorknob, but he put his hand on hers and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Things seemed to move in slow motion. Darren was fuzzy from emotion as Lilly ran her hands over his smooth skin. She was breathing heavily and was growing lightheaded. 

They kissed again. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers found her nipples. He pinched them and her body shivered. Pushing her against the front door, he pulled the flannel shirt buttons open; revealing her bare perfectly perky breast. Growling he sucked in air as he nibbled at her breast. Lilly squirmed under his grasp as he took her wrist in one large hand and  placed them over her head. She shook and came as he turned his focus on her left breast. He sucked until her orgasm subsided and dropped to his knees. 

He slid her jeans down her milk chocolate skin and licked underneath her belly button. Moans left her lips as he trailed his tongue down to her sweet pot. The nectar was so juicy it slid slowly down her thigh. He caught it with the tip of his tongue and followed its trail up back to the point of origin. Licking and sucking he brought her to yet another orgasm. Letting up on her hands, which were still being held with one of his but lower, they found his forehead and pushed him off. 

"Let me catch my breath." She managed to breathe. 

The buzzer rang on the washer. He drank her in. His dick standing at attention. Smiling, "I will go take care of that."

To be continued...

Milky Way

“Go harder, Daddy.”

She was surprised when the words formed on her lips.

A smile curved on his lips. “You in a dirty mood?”

She nodded.

He grabbed her quivering leg and pushed deeper into her wetness. He was close.  Focusing on the clock, he said a silent prayer asking to last longer. Her pussy was exquisite and he wanted to savor the moment. Picking up his pace, he could not help but look down at her.

Her amber skin glistened with sweat. Triple d’s held in her hands as she pinched her own large brown nipples. Leaning forward, he made her bend her knee so he could take the right one into his mouth. He sucked hard and nibbled.

“Yes,” She whispered in his ear. “Oh, God yes.”

It was as if someone had left the faucet on--to that point where it was just about to start dripping--as she came. She moaned and squeezed her eyes tight. Her orgasm moved from the top of her head to her toes, causing them to numb and her body to shiver.

“Mmm-you’re shaking.” He moved to an upright position and began hard short strokes. Each time hitting the spot that made her body jump.

“Right there.” She had never been so verbal during sex and she could tell he liked it because his eyes popped open.

With a devilish grin, he said, “Right there?” She did not respond, “Right there?” He pounded into her hard on his last word, emphasizing the question.

Barely audible, she breathed out a soft, “Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Ye-yes Daddy.”

He came with a grunt. She tightened her grip around his hardness and came with him once again.

Getting up, he grazed her skin lightly with his nail and her body convulsed. Noticing, he repeated the gesture and her body reacted the same. “Yeah?”

She nodded.
Smiling again, he bent down, dreads skimming her skin and licked the tattoo on her thigh. A string of stars connected into the formation of a milky way to her sweetness. He followed the solar system to the inside of her leg and stopped short of her pulsating clit.

Her watched as her orgasm subsided and she begged him to not touch her anymore. Obliging, he got up from the bed and walked out of the room.

Catching her breath, she finally drifted off into a somber sleep when she felt a blanket being pulled up over her naked skin. He laid next to her and pushed his hardening member into her backside. Just enough to let her know when she woke up round two would commence.

Adventures of Mega: Davis

He sat at the bar tapping the side of his scotch glass. For the last few weeks he had been kicking himself in the ass for sleeping with Chance. She used him to get the meeting and he had not heard from her since. What made matters worse was that he had not heard from Mega either. He failed on many occasions to cross paths with her and just gave up.

"Davis?" A voice spoke softly behind him.

When he turned he met a smiling familiar face, "Hey you."

Mega stood holding a glass with brown liquid in it giggling, "What brings you here?"

He stood and reached for her, "Are you drunk?"

"That I am!" She almost fell over in her blue wedges. She was beautiful standing tall in an all black outfit and blue accessories.

Davis frowned, "Are you with someone."

"I'm always with someone." She flopped down on her chair. "Diego is outside in the lot somewhere waiting to drive me home."

"Does Diego know you're drunk?"

"Diego is my driver, not my father. Why would he be concerned?" She downes the rest of her drink and motioned for the bartender. "Besides, he drives so i can drink."

"I think you have had enough."  Davis spoke sternly.

In return, Mega leaned over, "Davis, please."

Davis stopped and placed a few fifties on the bar. Grabbing her arm he pulled her off the barstool and straight to the front door. She went quietly. She had to admit it turned her on, his aggressiveness, so protesting was not an option.

"Get in. Seat belt. Wait." He was short with her as she climbed into his car. She felt her eyes getting heavy as he walked over to Diego.

When Davis climbed back into the car, he smelled lilacs and liquor. Noticing she was sound asleep, he reached over and snapped her into the seat belt.

When she woke up, she was underneath a covers with just her bra and panties on. Mega's head was throbbing. Adjusting and rubbing her eyes, she noticed two pills, a glass of orange juice and on the bedside table.

"I did not think waking you was wise. Leave when your hangover is gone. Rest easy. D."

Mega washed back the pills and retreated back underneath her solitude of covers. She woke again to someone shuffling around the room.

Startled, she jumped up.

"Oh!" A little old black lady stood with a pile of laundry, "Heavens child, you look awful. Let me make you some-" she looked at her watch, "lunch."

The woman sat the clothes on the edge of the bed and left in a hurry. Mega's head pounded as she reached for her buzzing phone. It was almost three and she had several missed calls all from Felicity. Texting her quickly to let her know she was fine, she decided a shower was necessary.

It took her awhile to remember that she had been here once before. She immediately felt her clit jump when her thoughts went back to that night. Davis' master bathroom was huge. There was two of almost everything. One side unused but clean. She stepped into the double headed shower and began washing.

Thoughts trailing off, she began to touch herself delicately. The water hit her skin, massaging it, soothing her hangover. Feeling a cool draft behind her and moments later the gentle familiar touch; nearly cumming simultaneously.

"Forgive me? " Davis whispered into her ear.

"Too late for apologies. You've played superhero last night. Invaded my shower. Now you're asking for forgiveness?" Mega chuckled but let him wash her back.

He pushed her up against the shower wall and took the shower head down. Spreading her legs and parting her lips, he maneuvered the water over her sweet spot. She was already so close to orgasm that she came almost instantly. As she came, he pushed his thickness into her; causing her to cum harder.

He fucked her. Hard and rough. Slapping skin to skin.

"Oh-my-goooood." Her words were barely audible, "I missed this so much."

Davis plunged deeper and harder into her. Turning her to face him he kissed her neck and lifted both her legs to wrap around his waist. The wall helped him in lifting her up as he slid back inside of her making her moan into his ear. His thrust we long, hard and strong. She was cumming around his dick once more and screaming out profanities. He let her legs down and began kissing down her shivering body. Tasting her, he brought her to climax again and she begged for him to stop.

“No more.” Mega tried to push his head away from her body, but he would not give in to her protest. Exhausted and spent, she said, “Okay, I forgive you.”

Davis stopped, grabbed a washcloth and began washing her body again. Smiling to himself, he had her back where he wanted her to be.

Adventures of Mega: Chance Encounter

Mega watched as Felicity stood at the door eating cheerios and talking about some movie she wanted to see. Standing in just her bra and panties she excitedly described a love scene she thought would be strange.

"Meg?" Felicity snapped Mega out of her trance. "You with me?"

"Yes Fe. I'm here." In reality she wasn't. They had been going about this for a month. No one knew what the two of them were up to, hell, she had no clue what they were up to. Late nights at work, business trips-- usually ended at one of their homes or hotel room.

She missed the touch of a man. Strong hands. Rough around the edges. Large. And, quite frankly, she missed a nice thick cock. They experimented with Felicity's collection of dildos, but it just wasn't the same. The feel of the rubber paled in comparison to the throbbing of a nice hard warm thick cock between her lips. Pussy and mouth.

Davis had to make several more business trips so she had to quench her sex thirst some way. But she was growing tired of this lesbian facade she was putting on.

"Meg?" Felicity broke into her thoughts once more, "I have some news and I have to just come out with it."

Oh, shit, I hope she isn't head over heels in love. Mega thought to herself.

"Let's be honest here. With one another. Its fun, but that's it. You're not really into women."

"So..." Mega wanted her to say it so she was sure.

"So, we can go back to boss and employee. I hope. No problems?"

Relieved Mega perked up and said, "sure."

"Cool. Well I will go then. You have a lunch meeting at noon with a D. Hamilton. Will I see you at the office before?"

"I have a what with who?" Mega sat up straight in her bed.

Felicity picked up her phone and clicked a few buttons. "Business lunch noon Mr. D. Hamilton."

"Oh." A smile crept onto her face.

"Oh? The D. Hamilton? When did he get into the modeling business? And is there gonna be dick involved?"

Things really went right back to normal with Felicity and Mega appreciated that about her.

"He said he met her on one of his trips. I forgot we even made this meeting. Goes by the name of Chance. He says she will be my new poster girl. Wanted me to see her in person before I made any decisions."

Felicity climbed into bed with her. And kissed her for the last time. "You're just beautiful and I can tell you it will be hard to keep my hands off of you. But if he dicks you around again with this business shit I may go ape shit on his ass.”

The women doubled over in laughter. After a moment, Felicity touched Mega’s cheek, smiled and left the room picking up her clothes on the way out.

Mega stayed in bed until she rocked herself into orgasm. Getting up, she only allowed enough time to shower and get to the restaurant.

It had been too long since the laid her eyes on that talk drink of sexy water. Davis sat looking over at a menu nodding his head in conversation with a young woman.

She was stunning. Beautiful caramel complexion, nice posture. Chance. But she had that after sex feeling good look. And she was a little to close to Davis. Mega knew what it was. He wasn't hers to be territorial over, but he had some nerve.

She put on a smile and sat. Sensing Davis' hesitation, she spoke first, "Davis, you look good as usual. This must be Chance."

Davis was nervous. He had saved up his pent up sexual desire for Mega. It had been very hard, but when he looked up from his meal last night she was giving him vibes he could not deny.

Chance was lovely. Sensual. And made sure everyone around her knew so. She took one look at Davis and set out to get him. She was riding him in the back seat of her car under the hotel's garage. Giving him all she had and making sure he gave her everything he had. When she came around his dick he grunted out his orgasm but kept moving. Sending them both into heavy breathing and starry-eyed bliss. He grabbed her hips and flipped her in the cramped sedan. Pushing her face into the back of the passenger side seat; with one swift motion he was thrusting into Chance. She screamed out in pleasure and moaned as he came once more.

Chance maneuvered her body and slipped the condom off. She sucked and licked him dry forcing his erection back to life. It took too long for him to cum like this , but he sat back and enjoyed it til she grew tired. She was amazing at it. Just the right amount of saliva and suction, but he was spent. And his thoughts were on Mega.

Chance couldn't remember the last time she had been fucked like that. And it was showing on her face. Davis looked over at her glazed over look and back at Mega. She knew. For that he was ashamed. Just a few more hours and he would have been balls deeps in her softness. He had the instinct to cancel the meeting, but he made a promise to a very close friend he would see about this.

They made small talk and Mega gave directions to the pair to meet up with her stylist and photographer for a test shoot. She would make her final decision.

Once the valet brought the car around, she wondered if her abrupt departure was rude. She shook the guilt away as her phone buzzed with a new message.

"I really hope you let me make this up to you."

She rolled her eyes at the text and decided to not respond. She sat and watched as Chance walked across the street to her parked car. Chance had the body and definitely the wow factor she searched for in models.

Picking up her phone, she responded, "Meet me at your place."