The Adventures of Mega: Felicity's Rules

Mega had gotten back to her daily routine. Her mind drifted into memory as she smiled at the car ride home just three days ago. She hadn’t heard from Davis in those three days so she shook the memory out of her head and stared at the numbers on her screen. Her phone vibrated indicating that she had a new email in her personal inbox.

Glancing into her inbox, the sender was D. Hamilton and she anxiously clicked on the waiting email.  

“How impersonal to send an email am I? However, business is great and, unfortunately, that means that my time is limited. I have a moment as I sit on the tarmac waiting for take-off to let you know that I will be in LA for a couple of days. These three days have been...interesting. Every time my mind wanders to that car ride, my desire grows stronger for you. What have you done to me? All I want to do is feel those thick thighs of yours around my waist. One day, in the near future, I hope to have you again. I hope you will be mine. Eventually. So I can taste you whenever and wherever you are. You’ll never have to shed one piece of clothing ever again for money. I hope this isn’t too forward, but you taste exquisite and I want nothing else other than more. The stewardess is giving me the evil eye. I hope to hear from you soon. Davis.”

Mega bit the inside of her cheek. She was shocked and didn’t know what to say. Part of her felt insulted that he would assume that stripping was her only means of income. She was a very successful entrepreneur that sought out the thrill of stripping in her free time. Shaking the feeling from her, she hit reply.

“Davis, I’m both flattered and offended. I take off my clothes for fun not for income. But I’m not made because how would you know that? I was in town on business, you’re not the only one with a successful company. However, that is neither here nor there. I wish you safe travels. Mega.”

It was hard to get through the day. Her nipples were poking through her shirt as she walked to the conference room.

“Ma’am, you may want to put a sweater on before you go into the meeting. Its very cool in there.” Mega followed her assistant’s gaze down to her hard nipples. Felicity stood and continued, “I will grab you one from your office.”

“Thank you.” Mega stood in the hall as Felicity fetched her sweater. She watched as the young caramel skinned woman swayed down the hall. Initially, Felicity had come in wanting to be a model. Mega was just starting her company when in walked the very confident and put together Felicity. She was beaming and beautiful. Mega always found women attractive. She had dipped and dallied in the occasional same sex escapade, but never more than heavy petting and kissing.

Felicity walked into the audition room and everyone stared at her. She was vibrant with a bright smile. Her skin was radiant and she oozed sex. She was the prettiest bbw that walked through those doors all day.

Mega had to swallow hard and look down at her resume to keep from staring. Clearing her throat, she looked up and smiled. “Felicity, I think you’ve got us all speechless. And the job is yours. However, I see that you’re working at a local law office as a receptionist?”

“Oh, yes! They know my desire to model and encourage it so there won’t be any issues with getting out of work.” Felicity smiled. Her voice was even sexy.

“Well, that’s great, but how would you like to be my new assistant also?”

“Wow. Really? I mean- I wouldn’t want any future talent to feel like there is any favoritism-” She trailed off and looked around the room. What was she thinking, this was the number one modeling agency for plus sized women. She would be able to work in front of and behind the scenes. “Yes. I will accept both. Thank you.”

Going around the room shaking hands, the handshake Mega and Felicity shared lingered a little longer than expected. They locked eyes briefly and smiled. Mega’s pussy reacted in a way she could not understand, but shaked it away.

That was five years ago. The sexual tension between them lasted a few months ago and withered away as business got busier. At which point Felicity was so overworked, she had to decide whether or not she wanted to work in the office or continue to model. She chose the later and had a great career for four years until she decided she’d rather make more money working under Mega.

When she returned with Mega’s sweater, they brushed hands and the touch lingered longer than Mega expected. She looked up at Felicity who was smiling that first smile at her. There it was again and her pussy immediately began to throb. There was something about this girl. No one ever questioned that she always brought a female friend to company functions and never a date. She was a beautiful girl so there should be no reason why she couldn’t get a date. But now Mega understood.

“Thank you.” Mega began to walk away, but stopped, “Let's grab lunch and a drink after this meeting. I’m sure I will need it.” She didn’t wait for a response just turned and headed into the conference room.

After several presentations from an agency trying to merge with her company, Mega was ready to go home and jump straight into her bathtub.

Felicity was at her desk sorting through some files as Mega slipped into her office and out of her heels. Throwing her sweater onto the leather couch in her room, she sighed with relief as she sat in the chair behind her desk.

“Ready for that drink?” Felicity spoke to her in her slow sultry voice over the intercom system.

“Yes, give me just a moment to change into some flats and check my email.” Mega responded.

“So, about an hour?” Felicity giggled knowing her boss would get caught up into something else.

Her giggle made Mega want to touch her soft caramel skin, “No, I won’t be that long. Just be ready. Call for a car service, happy hour is going to be my best friend today.”

“I’m on it boss- Mega. Sorry.”

Mega hated that “boss” shit, she really wanted to have some cruel punishment anyone who called her that. It bothered her and she could not figure out why.

Opening her email, she saw that familiar sender.

“That’s all I get? Wishes for safe travels? Well, I guess I didn’t leave a lasting impression as you did for me. Allow me to do so? And I did not mean to offend you. My apologies, Miss Successful, my lack of doing more research on you failed me. How silly of me to assume that taking off your clothes was an occupation and not something you did in your spare time for fun. Adventurous aren’t we? Well, I’m in LA til Friday. Say you will go out with me. Davis.”

She quickly hit reply, “You must get what you want all of the time. Mega.”

Her phone buzzed instantly, “I do. I will have a car pick you up at 7. Is that enough time for you to be ready? Davis.”

“I make my own schedule. Mega.”

“I will take that as a yes. And I will be waiting anxiously, to show you that I am a gentlemen. Davis.”

She pressed the lock button on her phone. His forwardness turned her own, but something else held her attention at the moment. Looking up, she was standing in the doorway with her arms folded staring at Mega. A smile spread across her face making her cheeks plump up around her eyes.

Mega stood, “I’m ready.” She slid her feet into her flats, grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

“Me too.” Felicity said as if she waited for this opportunity for years.

The car ride was silent, Felicity was busy doing work related stuff as Mega watched the city pass by. Once at the bar she was three martinis in and feeling a bit more relaxed. Felicity was drinking beers and becoming a lot less feminine.

Mega watched her as she watched their waitress walk off to get another round of drinks for the women.  “Can I ask you a question without offending you?”

“Yes, I’m a lesbian.” Felicity looked at Mega with a hint of worry and a lot of lust.

“Oh. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You never asked.” She smiled, “I don’t go around blasting that I like women. If someone asks I will let them know. But I thought it was pretty obvious.”

“I don’t like to assume. And its not on the top of my agenda to figure it out; you of all people should know that.” Mega laughed.

“You should do that more often. It fits you.”

“Do what?” Mega downed the rest of her drink when she saw the waitress coming with her fourth.

“Laugh.” Felicity’s voice deepened a bit and got even sexier.

Mega wasn’t sure if it was the drinks or if she was really sexually attracted to Felicity, “Oh,” was all she could say.

“I don’t mean to offend and I sure as hell want to keep my wonderful job, but I’d like to taste you.” Felicity didn’t break her gaze.

Mega had never been put in a situation like this before. She was usually the aggressor, but this was obvious foreign territory for her. If they weren’t in a public place she would have let her taste her right there.

“I’m so-”

“Don’t be. I want to let you taste me.” Mega cut her off.

“Yeah?”

Mega nodded and Felicity waived for the waitress to come back. She handed the young woman her credit card without asking for the check. Mega had planned on paying for the evening and felt strange when Felicity paid their meal and drinks. Hell, I pay her enough, I’m sure she can afford it no problem, Mega thought.

They finished their drinks with small talk and Felicity stood first. “I don’t live far from here. Its after five, I checked your schedule and it appears you are free for the evening.” She walked around and headed towards the door to find their driver.

Mega got out of the car in front of Felicity’s townhouse. It was in a quiet residential area and she had been there once before to drop off documents to her, but never inside. The exterior was well manicured and lit well enough to find their way in the dark. Felicity took her hand and led her up the walkway to the front door.

“Its not much, but its mine.” Felicity smiled at Mega as she slid the key into the door and stepped in.

“Its beautiful. I need a neighborhood like this. I’m looking to move soon.” Mega said as she looked around.

Felicity grabbed Mega’s purse and hung it on a hook by the door. Stepping out of her shoes, she made her way to a kitchen area, “Can I offer you something to drink?”

“I think I’ve had enough to drink for the night.” Mega replied still looking around as she too removed her shoes and headed towards Felicity.

They locked eyes, Felicity reached up and touched her face, “Soft, just like I imagined.” Then she leaned in and kissed Mega. It was soft and sweet. Gentle. And it made the animal in Mega react. Felicity pulled back, “No, I want to savor this. My house. My rules.”

Mega nodded and tried to be submissive. She tried her hardest as Felicity initiated the kiss again to not want more. As she began unbuttoning her blouse slowly, it took every ounce of Mega not to just rip the damn shirt off. Once she had no clothes on Mega, Felicity led her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed.

Turning, she lit several candles and sent an exotic scent through the air. Mega’s head was spinning, but the smell seemed to calm her nerves.

“I have one rule: you don’t get to touch me back.” Felicity had returned to the bed in boy shorts and a tank. Mega had seen her in almost next to nothing, but it was something about those boy shorts that made her wet. “Okay?”

“Okay.” Mega breathed as she felt a tug at her wrist. Felicity was wrapping a soft black fabric around Mega’s wrist and securing it to the bedpost. She did the same with her other arm.

Felicity bent down and planted kisses all the way until she met Mega’s breast. She sucked in one nipple with her mouth as she fondled the other with her hand. With the other hand she slid it down Mega’s stomach until she had to part her legs with her knee so she could gain better access to Mega’s honey pot.

She circled her clit until she came. And she came hard and quicker than she had ever cum before. She didn’t know whether to blame the alcohol or the desire to be with this woman. Felicity looked up and smiled at Mega as she placed her finger into her mouth and sucked off Mega’s juices.

“Just as I expected. You taste great.” She reached over and instructed Mega to turn over, she loosened the restraints a bit so they could criss-cross  when she turned over. She slapped Mega’s ass making her moan into the bed. “Mmmm, you like that?” Without waiting for a response, she slapped her again. Lower this time and it sent a tingle between Mega’s legs. Felicity slapped again, harder. And even harder a fourth time.

Felicity pulled out a massage oil and massaged her whole body, her giggles woke Mega from the nap that she seemed to drift off into. “That’s a first.”

“Sorry I needed that, it felt good.”

“No apologies needed, love. I’m here to please you. And you’re beautiful while you sleep. Less stress on that pretty face.” Felicity spoke compliments into her ear, “But now I really want to taste you. Ass up.”

She slapped her once again, this time Mega felt it and thought she would come right then and there. Felicity slid behind her and kissed each cheek before sliding her tongue between them. She ate her from behind. Switching between ass and pussy, working her tongue and fingers into that sweet spot, making Mega cum all over her bedding. She smiled as cum oozed down her thigh. She licked it and was pleased with her work. She got up and Mega collapsed on the bed as Felicity untied her restraints.

Mega met Felicity’s eyes with lust, “You want more?”

“I don’t know if I can take anymore.” Felicity bent over and kissed Mega. Letting her taste her sweet juices, Mega wanted to flip her over and return the favor, but exhaustion washed over her body.

“Come, lets shower.” Felicity walked into a door disrobing, Mega heard the water turn on and smelled a sweet aroma come from the direction she went into. She smiled to herself as she could barely stand on her jello-like legs.

Oh boy, what have you gotten yourself into here, Mega. Her thoughts were running wild as she stepped into the large shower with Felicity. Felicity turned to face her, “Turn, let me wash you.”

Adventures Of Mega- Head Game

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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.

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!~
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...