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- Head Game

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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!~
ML

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 1)

Michael took Shelby’s hand and led her down the staircase. It was the first time he had ever hosted a woman in his apartment. He had had his share of female in his retro bachelor’s pad, but only in the company of other people. He was nervous. But anxious. It had been about two months since he’s held the scent of a woman in the palm of his hand.
Shelby smelled delicious. She smelled of sweet honey and strawberries. Michael met her in a bakery about a month ago when he went in to purchase a pie to have shipped to his mother in Connecticut. He had heard of this little bakery that did shipments for an extra fee. He wanted to let his mother know he was thinking of her all the way on the other side of the continent. Michael moved to Las Vegas to follow his filmmaking dream. He had submitted a short documentary on human sexuality to a contest that an education film company was holding and won.
A few good people got a hold of the film and called Michael up to offer him a job at a renowned pornography company. Michael had never thought that this was the avenue his filmmaking would take him, but once he saw the six-figures the company promised him each year he made and sold an x amount of films-he kindly accepted the offer.
He was living the life and was making sure he remembered his true life at home. So, he went to a small bakery on the outskirts of Vegas and bumped into the prettiest face he had laid his eyes on. Shelby stood in the middle of his room eying a mantle of pictures of him and porn stars mixed in with pictures of him and family member. If chocolate could turn red, that’s what he would be right now.
He couldn’t figure out why he was so nervous. He had sex. He had a lot of it being in the business he was. Michael was on his way up in the business and anybody who was anybody wanted to suck his cock.
Shelby had no idea who he was. When he did his usual pompous, “Have you ever heard of Mitch Stockholm?” And she shrugged her shoulders and gave an innocent, “He sounds familiar.” He swooped in with a happy, “That’s me. Nice to meet you, ma’am, and you are?”
Shelby looked up over her plastic rimmed glasses, her cheeks pushed them over her green eyes and she huffed, “Ma’am? Do I look that old to you? I’m big but damn, does being a big girl have to be associated with being old?” Michael blinked at her confused as to whether he really did offend her or not, Shelby belted out a laugh that made everyone in the shop look over. “I’m just messing with you, you gotta liven up! I’m Shelby.” Then she proceeded to tell him about all of the pies she could make.
Shelby was about 5’7’’and was so pleasantly plumped that he wanted to run his tongue around her vanilla thigh. Michael’s dick jumped every she laughed. Her cleavage would jiggle causing them to pop out just a bit. He knew if he could get her to laugh some more, her nipple would slip out and say hello.
Two months. It took him two months to get to this place. After hundreds of pies being sent to his friends and family-and they were good pies--and after many turned down date proposals, she was finally saying yes to his advances. Shelby started to feel bad. He was spending so much money at her bakery that she just decided that she would go out with him.
They took a scenic road trip to LA. Once Michael found out that she had never been to LA, he told her to pack an overnight bag and he would show her around.
“What makes you think I’m going to stay over-” Shelby began to go on but Michael threw up his hands and protested.
“Nothing like that, Shelby.” He laughed out, “I have a big apartment, extra rooms-” He looked at her, “I can get you a room at whatever hotel-”
“Michael, I don’t want you to spend any money on me.” She got nervous and began to shift from foot to foot.
“See, now here you go with that shit. What did I tell you about that? Be confident.” He hated when she did that, but it turned him on at the same time.
“Fine. I’ll go. I will stay in your guest bedroom.”
Michael thought to himself, you’re about to stay in my guesthouse. She had no idea what she was in store for.
His nerves built up as he poured two glasses of white wine into flutes and she imposed on his personal life. No one ever blatantly looked at his photos. And here she was scanning each face. He handed her a glass. “You can stay on this floor. I will be downstairs.” She almost spit out her drink, “Are you okay?”
“I’m sorry, this floor? Didn’t we just enter the basement of a building?” Shelby coughed.
“Yes, and there is another floor with a pool.” He frowned, “I’m sorry, I like my things. Money can buy you a lot of things.”
“Can you stay up here for a bit? I know its late, but strange place and Shelby don’t get on well. Just stay for a moment, will you?”
“Sure.” He smiled a toothy smile and sipped his wine.
“What?”
“One date and you’re already staying the night? I thought I lost it.”
“Lost what?” Shelby squinched up her face at him.
“Me.” He turned and flipped a switch. Smooth jazz poured out of the speakers.
“I love Anita Baker.” Shelby swayed her hips seductively to the music. Catching the look on Michael’s face, she responded, “Some white girls got rhythm.” She laughed. “My mother was black, she adopted me and my half sister when we were in diapers.”
She continued to dance. She wasn’t sure if it was the Anita that made her move or if it was the wine. Probably a combination of both. She let Michael grab onto her hips and sway with her to the music. He hummed along to the music in her ear. He could sing. She could tell. He kept pitch with the song and rhythm with the beat. Her pussy began to pulse and she knew she was wet by now.
Michael slid his hand up her body and to her full breast. He grabbed more than a handful and pulled her closer to him. He found her hard nipple through her shirt and began to twist and tug lightly at it. A soft moan escaped her thoughts and passed through her lips. She licked them. He licked at her neck and nibbled down.
“Its been a while.” She moaned.
“What’s a while?” Michael groaned. His dick didn’t care at the moment, but he had to make his mind take it into consideration.
“The first time I had sex was a year ago and that was the last time.” She sighed.
He turned her to him, “You’re shitting me?”
“The first time was--well...I just didn’t like it so I didn’t do it again and-” Michael kissed her to stop her from talking.
He pushed his tongue past her clenched lip to she calmed down in his grip and gave in to the kiss.
“Can you please me?” He asked.
Without a word, she dropped down on her knees and pulled out his hard dick. He was huge. Thick. Long. She hadn’t seen a dick of his size before. But she was confident that she would have the whole thing down her throat by the end of the night. She kissed the head and began licking the tip. Michael shuddered and braced himself.