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: Stripper Contest

If there was one thing she knew, she was out for blood. Sweat trickled down the side of her neck and curved to pool with the previous beads at her throat. Laying in the holding room, she had never been this nervous in her entire life. Waiting for her turn, winning this competition was hers the moment she looked at her fellow competitors. She had received the email from one of her followers on Instagram. The subject line read “BBW Stripper Contest” and she rolled her eyes at it while opening it. Little did she know she was going to be in the area for a business trip and would be the night it ended; it would be nothing to just stay an extra night.

Here she was. Laying across to rows of hotel banquet chairs pushed together. She was a bigger woman, but solid and smooth in all the right places. She took pride in working out her middle section so she would still look neat. Her milk chocolate complexion shimmered around her hazel eyes while her honey brown natural hair pulled the attention from her large breast. She waited for her turn taking pulls from her blunt.

Overheating from nerves she need to calm down. Her set was in several acts, smelling the ganja in the ganja in the air, she made her makeshift bed and lit up. She looked around waiting to see what it was, getting a few looks but none that raised a red flag. Laying back, she heard a small cough.

“Can I get a few pulls? Boo?” A soft, sultry voice said above, but close to her.

Opening her eyes, they met a pair of big bright blue eyes. Her air hitched a bit when she sucked in causing her to go on a coughing spree. Shit, now I’m gonna be too high! She thought to herself. Passing the blunt to the nicely tanned redhead standing next to her.

The girl sat down next to her while she continued coughing, “Thanks!” She squealed.

Oh, grief, what have I gotten myself into, her thoughts questioned.

“You okay?”

“I’m good.” She responded.

“I’m Joyous.” She passed the blunt back, but was told to keep smoking.

Regaining her composure, she spoke, “Da-- Mega.”

“Da’ Mega? What’s that?” Joyous laughed, “Trying to be like that pornstar?”

“No. Mega. Just Mega.” Mega gave the girl a “now-get-the-fuck-out-of-here” smile and the girl threw her hands up and stood in her very high heels and stumbled away. Her ass was nice to look at, but Mega could not stand an overly happy girl at this very moment. The day was rough and she was two inches from just going back to her hotel room, ordering room service and let sleep sink in as she took pulls from her blunt.

“Mega?” The club dj licked his lips, looking her up and down.

Instantly feeling exposed, Mega tugged onto her corset and answered, “Yes.”

“You’re up, baby girl.” He smiled too hard exposing a mouth full of white pearly sexy teeth. He was good looking, probably could get a pussy or two wet, but he had that light-skinned was hot attitude and that turned Mega down greatly.

Slipping her shinny leather heels on, she followed him down a corridor. A group of girls were sitting near the entrance to the stage and the redhead spoke up, “Break a leg, Mega.” However, this time she spoke with some hood in her voice. She was no longer the ditzy white girl Mega wanted out of her space.

“Why, thank you, Joyous.” Mega said in her best “I’ll-kick-your-ass” voice. She was high and thinking, Fuck it, in her head, either we gonna box now or later, but I ain’t letting this trick chump me. Especially not before I go on stage.

She stood there for a minute and took her jeans off. She was wearing short black ruffled boy shorts, fishnet knee highs and a red and black corset. She pinned her small burlesque hat onto her head, pinned a tail of feathers to it and kicked it up. Mega pulled out a fiery red lipgloss from between her breast and put it on in the mirror behind the girl’s head. Smacking her lips together, she winked at Joyous and handed the dj her belongings.

Frank Ocean’s “Pink Matter” played over the speakers and she started her routine. By the end of number, she was missing only her shoes and her knee highs. Joyous couldn’t, for the life of her, understand how she had got so many bills being that she was still fully dressed.

The dj announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, that’s it! The last dancer! But who would want to follow that anyway?” He made the record scratch, “Fellas? She shut shit down, didn’t she.”

The crowd roared and Mega cut her eyes at Joyous, and blew her a kiss as a young man handed her a bucket of bills. “That was hot, Ma.” He smiled before walked away.

“After a few of our regular girls, the judges will announce the winner.” He stepped out and spoke to Mega, “Hey, love, I got a few offers for private dances. You wit it?”
“Yeah, they ballers?” Joyous stepped in front of Mega.

“Not you, hoe!” The dj pointed pass Joyous and said, “Mega!” Joyous sucked her teeth and her clique followed her. “Don’t worry about her, she is a regular in this and always wins. You wit it or not?” He smiled.
“Nah, I’m good.” She sat and lit her blunt. She wanted to, but did not want to cross any boundaries she laid out for herself. She prided herself in having some kind of class and though she doubted anything more than dancing would happen, she did not want to take the chance of being seen going into any of those back rooms.

The dj entered the booth and came back out quickly, “Dude handed me this g and told me to tell you one dance.”

Mega bit her lip, Shit, if you don’t take it you dumb. None of these bitches in here get offered half as much and they quick to do it.

As if he read her mind, he spoke, “No one gets offered this much. Crazy.”

“Nah.” Mega took a pull of her blunt.

“I don’t want any of what you’re smoking because that’s some bullshit.” He shook his head entering the booth.

One goal, Mega reminded herself. Yeah, money! What the hell are you thinking? Before she could fully kick herself, the door opened.

Shaking his head with a huge smile, he held up his pointer middle and ring fingers at her. “Fifteen hundred now. Fifteen after one dance. He’s a regular, so he’s good for it. Real good dude, friend of mine.”

“That means nothing.” Mega spoke up.

“Hey, I’ve taken care of you thus far.” He spoke.

Mega quipped, “I didn’t know I needed taken care of.”

“Ouch. So, I will take that as a no?” He licked his lips.

Mega was intrigued and in need of the money. “One dance?”

“All he said was one.”

Mega exhaled and put out her blunt, tossing the rest into the trash. “Alright.”

“Not here, he has a room downtown and has a car waiting for you.” The dj handed her two envelopes, one was labeled “contest winner check” and the other was blank.

“Room? No one said anything about a room!” She snipped.
“Look I’ve gotten shut down too many times with that backroom stuff. I just stay away from it in general.” He was the owner? “Yes, I own the place.”

Mega wished he would stop invading her thoughts. “Whatever, where do I have to? I will drive myself.”

Handing her a folded piece of paper with an address, she punched it into her gps and noticed there was no need to drive the two blocks. She pulled on her jeans, slipped on a pair of socks and put her feet into sneakers as she zipped up her hoodie. There was no sense in trying to go to her hotel room to change, so she opted for what she came in.

Mega walked the two blocks at a quicker pace because she was unfamiliar with the area, had a lot of money on her and just danced in a room full of indistinguishable men. She came to an abrupt stop when she bumped into a firm figure.

“Excuse me.” Mega whispered. She looked at the piece of paper and back at the numbers on the building.

“Lost?” The figure said still with his back to her.

“No, I’ve found what I’m looking for.” Speaking to his back, she waited for him to punch four buttons.  

Pulling the door open, he smiled at her and said, “Not supposed to let random strangers in, but you seem like you wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

Mega stood there, “I wouldn’t be so sure.” She wasn’t buying the nice guy routine and he was too sexy for his own good. “I will wait for the person I’m meeting to come down.”

“Suit yourself.” He let the door go behind him.

Mega stepped up to the pin pad and pressed “A2”. She waited for a voice or a sound of a buzzer. Nothing. She pressed it once more and waited a few moments. Nothing again. She turned to walk away and the door swung open. She looked back and it was the same gentlemen. This time he wore a wife beater exposing his normal physique and a bit of a beer belly. But he was very attractive and his smiled made her wet.

“You know, sometimes you should drop the tough girl attitude and let a gentleman be a gentleman. Or, you could end up being left in the cold, Mega.” He licked his lips.

“Hey, but I’d be fifteen hundred richer and all I had to was walk two blocks. Well, four.” She smiled back.

“Davis.” He extended his hand, she took it and he pulled her into the building. “I’m on the right side. Only door. Make yourself comfortable, I have to grab something from my car.”

Davis jogged to the side of the building as she walked through the beautiful lobby. A security guard nodded at her as she passed a small desk and placed her hand on the knob of the door that read “A2”.

“Guess I run faster than I give myself credit for. Or, you’re just stalling.” He smiled and placed his hand on top of hers. Electricity ran from her knuckles to the bottom of her spine as he turned the knob. “Welcome, its not much, but its mine.”

It was small, quaint, football photos and memorabilia placed strategically around the apartment. Someone was definitely hired to do the decor, but it was a nice bachelor’s pad. He pulled a single chair in the middle of the living room and pressed a button on the wall; Drake’s “Practice” filled the room as he took his seat.

Mega walked over to the chair and began to dance. She kicked her sneakers off keeping rhythm with the beat while bending over in front of Davis. Davis sucked in air as he watched her make one cheek move to Drake’s voice. Dropping to the floor, she turned and snaked her body up Davis’, smelling his cologne. She twisted back around making her ass do the same motions on his lap. She let him zip down her hoodie and slip it off. Exposing her corset. She rolled off of him and stood slowly pulling the ribbon from the front of the corset.

He bit his bottom lip and shook his legs trying to focus to get his friend from getting hard in between his legs. She smiled to herself, dropping to the floor in a split and making her ass jiggle. Thanking the heavens for her wearing stretchy jeans, she continued her ribbon tease. She tied his legs to the chair and his hands behind his back. Sitting on his lap, the music changed to a Trey Songz song she could not identify. It was sexy, so, she continued on. Plus, she was in the mood now, she caught a glimpse of his hardening dick when she began tying his legs. It was pressed tightly against his leg but she could make it out well enough to know that the size was just right.

I’m so horny right now, she thought, why the hell not?

So she proceeded to pull his belt off as she did licked her lips.

“You keep licking your lips like you want to.” Davis spoke, he could easily wiggle out of her restraints and dominate her right now, but wanted to see how far she was willing to go on her own.

She thought for a moment and he continued to speak, “Don’t think about it. We’re two adults. You want to. I want to. He wants to.” He motioned to the bulge in his jeans. Wiggling one hand out from behind him he pulled her head in and kissed her hard. Electricity poked into her mouth and went straight to her pussy. She purred, longing for the strength between his leg to dip deep into her.

He took this as his cue and pulled her to the cold floor. “How rude of me, when he noticed her wince from the tile.”

He began to get up, but Mega pulled him back down, “Its fine.” And she kissed him again, this time matching his intensity.

He tugged at her jeans and pulled them off of her body. He drank in her body as he kissed up her leg until he reached the point where thigh met the beginning of her honey. He bit through the material, making Mega moan out in pleasure.

“Please?” She begged.

“Mmm are you begging?” He smiled up at her.

“Yes?”

“For?”

“Just touch it.” She moaned as he nibbled through the thin material. He pushed her thighs further apart and found her clit. Flicking and pinching at it with his mouth. Davis was driving her crazy.

“You wanna come, don’t you?” He began to pull her shorts from around her waist. Once he got them down and off he placed the seat cushion from his chair under her back, giving him better access to her. He licked and sucked. She almost went crazy when he put one finger in and pressed against the wall of her vagina.

“Ahh,” She moaned and clenched her legs.

“Don’t fight it,” She felt him insert another finger and lost control. She felt as if she peed all over herself. That was the best orgasm of her life. Mega was shaking in pleasure when he began to pat on her clit and she realized she was squirting all over the place. She had never done this before and could not help to be in bliss from the sensation.

“Mmmmm. Oh, God, yes!” All inhibition went out the door and she let go.

“Oh my fucking wet God, that is so fucking sexy.” She heard plastic rip and watching in a fulfilled haze as he rolled the condom down his thick dick. He knew he would not last long because he was really turned on and she felt so good. “I promise to get it up again, but this is so- mmm.” He was grinding into her with her legs over his shoulders.

He was the thickest she had ever had and was in pain, but it was a good pain and she came around his dick again. Davis sucked in air and gave his last final thrusts. Falling over in exasperation, he smiled to himself.

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...