Zane's Sex Chronicles, page 6
“You forgot to wash a pair of your panties.”
“Bruh, you trippin’. How you know my panty count and shit?” I turned my head toward him and looked up at him.
“You forgot to wash the pair you have on. Let me help you take them off.”
He strategically moved his hands from the laundry table to my breasts and started palming them bad boys. Perfect fit, I might add. Like a hand to a glove. Then came the tricky part. I stood there debating whether I should stay on my dick starvation diet and push his hands away or give in to my desires and enjoy the ride.
I looked out onto the street in front of the Laundromat, and there was not a soul in sight. There we were, exposed because the entire front of the place was glass. At that moment, something popped into my head. I decided it was time to stop “freaming” and start “freaking.” For those of you who don’t know, “freaming” is dreaming of doing freaky shit your ass would never have the nerve to do while you are awake. I pondered over it and decided it was time to get jiggy with it.
I looked at him. He looked at me. I whispered, “Fuck the bullshit!” and it was on. We started tonguing the hell out each other, and he had a thick tongue. Just the way I like them, especially when the tongue is licking my other pair of lips.
I caressed the back of his neck with one hand and his juicy ass with the other as we kissed. His kisses reminded me of the first time I ever kissed a boy back in junior high school. They were passionate and yet a bit rushed.
He turned me around slowly by my hips as our tongues continued to intertwine. Then he started caressing my nipples, which were now very erect and protruding through the sheer material of my spaghetti-strap sundress. That was the moment I knew I was going to fuck that man every which way from Sunday, public place or not.
He reached underneath my dress, and I gratefully spread my legs so he could get two fingers into the elastic of my black lace panties and into the sanctuary of my wet, pulsating pussy.
His fingers felt like they were performing a sensual dance on my clit, and my juices started accumulating.
“Let’s take these off.” I didn’t argue with his suggestion and even helped him along. After they were completely off, he lifted them up to his mouth and sucked my pussy juice off the crotch. Damn, I was just too through.
With my panties still in his mouth, he picked me up and sat my ass on top of one of the washing machines that was on the rinse cycle. It was there that he fucked my ass royally.
He ripped his dick out of his pants so fast that I didn’t even see him unfasten them. Then he took a condom out of his pocket, ripped it open with his teeth, and snatched it out the package. I wanted to laugh because he was trying to seem intimidating, and the shit was not even working.
“You think you can handle all this dick?”
I glanced down at it. It was huge, but I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of letting him know I was truly impressed. “It is rather large, but I’ve seen and had bigger dicks than that inside me.”
He winced at my comment and jimmied the condom onto his dick. It barely fit, and I began to get a bit nervous. “Well, you may have had bigger dicks, but you’ve never had any man fuck you as hard as I’m about to fuck you right now.”
“Humph, promises, promises.”
He rammed his dick in me and ran his thick tongue up my neck. “How’s this for promises?”
“It’s a start,” I barely managed to say—his dick inside me took my breath away.
The vibrations from the machine added to the experience, because it felt like someone was fondling my ass at the same time.
He went fast at first and then slowed down, gazing in my eyes and planting small kisses on my chin. “Admit it,” he said about three minutes into the act.
“Admit what?”
“That this is some good-ass dick.” I didn’t say a word, so he started going in and out so fast that my inner thighs started trembling. “Now admit it.”
I still would not say the words he wanted, so he took his dick out, pulled me down off the machine, and turned me around. My stomach hit the cold surface of the machine, and he kneeled down, spread my ass cheeks open, and started licking the crease of my ass.
“Ooh, you’re so nasty!” I exclaimed, loving every second of it.
“You’re right.” He slapped me hard on the ass. “Now admit you haven’t had a man like me before.”
I smirked and then lied. “I’ve had plenty.”
He stood back up and then stuck the tip of his dick on my anus. “You talk a bunch of shit. I wonder what you’ll say if I stick this all in you.”
“I’ll say the same thing I just said. That I’ve had plenty.”
“Then get ready to say it,” he stated with disdain before sticking it all in me at once.
“Oh, shit!” I yelled out in pleasure.
He pumped his dick around in my ass until he came a few minutes later.
“So what do you have to say now?” he asked as he deflated inside of me.
I gulped before answering, “Okay, I admit it. You have some good-ass dick.”
We both broke out in laughter and fell to the floor just as the washer went off.
I never saw the bruh again. Although it wouldn’t have been such a bad thing. It just wasn’t in the cards, but at least for one night I actually did something totally off the chain. I was telling my best friend about it the following weekend, and once I finished relating the story, she looked at me in amazement and exclaimed, “Damn, girl! Sex while you wash your drawers? You’re my damn shero!”
The Airport
You meet me at the airport right on time after my return flight from Jamaica. Even though I had a great time vacationing with my friends, I can hardly wait to see you. My eyes light up as I see you walking toward the gate to meet me. You look so sexy in the khaki slacks, black jacket, and white button-down cotton shirt. I can feel my panties begin to get damp underneath the red spaghettistrap sundress that I have on.
I look into your eyes and see the same sparkle that is in my own as you put your arms around me. Just then, a female customs agent approaches me and says she needs to search my bags. She is very pretty in her regulation uniform and has long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and smooth caramel skin just like mine. She searches my bags and then tells me she needs me to follow her to a room.
I grow concerned because I have no idea what she thinks I am guilty of. I follow her to a nearby room while you wait for me by the gate. She takes me in the room and tells me she needs me to disrobe so that she can strip-search me. I ask why, and she says it is common procedure, with women traveling alone from the islands, to ensure I am not smuggling drugs in as a mule.
I obey and take off my dress. I am braless, and all that remains on are my red silk panties and my black high-heeled shoes. She instructs me to take my panties off as well. She approaches me and lifts up each of my breasts, examining them, and I begin to realize what it is she really wants. She tells me to turn around and bend over the single table in the room, and I comply. I feel her spread my ass cheeks open, and then, without warning, she sticks a finger up my ass. I immediately get nervous because I have never been with a woman before. Yet her hands on me, and now her finger in my ass, are making me very aroused.
I can see her take a seat in a chair at the end of the table out the corner of my eye. Then she sticks her tongue into my asshole, and I shiver. While I know that you are waiting patiently for me to come back out to the gate, I begin to wonder how far she is going to take this.
I don’t have to wonder long, because she tells me to turn around and face her. As soon as I do, she cups one of my breasts in her hand and begins suckling on my nipple, more gently but with more intensity than any man ever has.
Suddenly I hear the door creak open, and you are standing there. You have a look of shock mixed with excitement on your face as you close the door, asking, “What the hell is going on?” She looks at you and tells you, “Just watch and see!”
My ass is resting on the edge of the table as she lifts one of my legs up over her shoulder and begins sucking on my clit with a hunger I have never known. You can feel your dick come to attention because this has always been a fantasy of yours we have talked about but I swore I would never do. She sucks on my pussy for what seems like an eternity until you decide you cannot take it anymore. You are about to bust.
You tell her to move out the way so you can taste my sweet pussy too, now dripping wet from all the attention it has been given. She gets up from the chair so you can sit down, and you push me all the way onto the table, forcing me to cross my legs behind your shoulders as you begin to devour my clit.
She watches for a few seconds and decides she will not be left out, so she bends over and begins sucking on my breasts again. I caress the back of your neck and run my fingers through her hair with my hands. Her ass is protruding up in the air, and you reach underneath the skirt of her uniform and start finger-fucking her while she continues to suckle on my nipples. I can feel your tongue deep inside my throbbing pussy.
I tell you to get undressed, you do, and then I let you take my place on the table, laying you down on your back with only your feet hanging over the edge. I sit on your face while she begins to suck your dick, deep-throating it without any hesitation. I am facing her, hands caressing your chest, watching her partake of your dick as you partake of my pussy and finger-fuck my ass.
She comes up for air, and I bend over to take over, sucking the head of your dick to get some of the precum out because I remember how delicious you taste. I contract my cheek muscles tightly around the head, trying to get every possible drop I can. She is licking up and down the shaft of your dick and sucking on your balls while I continue to work on the head.
We both begin sucking and licking your dick. We are so hungry for you. I can feel cum trickling out of my pussy as you lap it all up off my thighs. Saliva starts to escape the sides of our mouths as we take turns deep-throating your dick.
We can hear planes landing and taking off and people walking by in the hall, but none of us gives a damn, ’cause this is just too good to let go. Other than that, there are just a bunch of sucking noises and the delightful smell of sex in the air. The aroma is breathtaking.
As you suck on my clit even harder now, fingering my ass with one hand and palming an ass cheek with the other, I take my tongue and lick your belly button, then blow on it to make it dry before I wet it again with my tongue. I know how much that turns you on. I continue to do this for a couple of minutes while she deep-throats your dick.
I slowly take my pussy off your face and slide my wet pussy down over your chest, then your belly button. I tell her to let go of your dick so I can straddle it. I sit on your dick, facing away from you so she can suck on my breasts while I ride your dick. I can feel the head of your dick begin to part my pussy lips as you pump your hips up to meet my downstrokes. You are still finger-fucking my ass, but with two fingers now.
I move up and down on the shaft of your dick while she flickers her tongue at my nipples. You marvel at how tight my pussy is. I take a little bit more of it in each time I go up and down until it is all in. As I begin to grind my pussy onto your dick, she pushes both my tits together and suckles on both nipples at the same time.
Your back is arched off the table, meeting my every thrust as I start to ride your dick faster. I take my long tongue and flicker it over one of my nipples while she sucks furiously on the other one. My pussy is so hot and tight, and you try to pump and reach the bottom of it harder and faster. I put my hands on your thighs so I can get better leverage, and I begin to go up and down on your dick faster each time. You admire my ass, with your fingers in it, as it goes up and down. It looks so juicy.
Contracting my pussy muscles on your dick, I squeeze it hard as she gets the chair and sits down in front of us and begins to suck on my pussy and lick your dick while I am riding it, tasting us both at the same time. She reaches up and rubs my nipples while she is sucking on us both. I continue to fuck you hard, and I can feel my cum trickling down the inside of my thighs, down between your thighs, and onto the tabletop.
You take your other hand and pull me back by my hair so that I am lying with my back on top of your chest, still riding your dick. You start palming my breasts while she continues to get her eat on, and we are all moaning. My pussy juice is everywhere. I want you to shoot your hot cum all down my throat, and I ask you, “Will you cum for me?” and she says, “I want some of it, too!” You tell me, “Whatever you want, I will do.” So I get off your dick, and she and I both wait anxiously for you to give it to us. Your dick is throbbing, and veins are popping out of it everywhere. You look so yummy.
We both get on our knees as you stand up. We begin licking and sucking all over your dick. You stand, your knees feeling a little wobbly, and hang on to the side of the table. I take the base of your dick in my hand and begin to squeeze it gently. You grab both of our heads and begin pumping your dick into our mouths fast and furiously. As I take your balls into my mouth and bounce them on my tongue, you tell us, “I’m about to cum!” We can hardly wait. It starts to shoot out, and we both take some of it with our tongues and place some on our fingertips, rubbing it all over each other’s breasts and faces, both of us smiling with delight. I whisper, “Hmmm, you taste so good, boo.”
I get greedy, and I take your whole dick into my mouth, trying to get every last drop and contracting my cheek muscles around your dick, making all of it come out into my mouth as I arch my neck so your dick can hit my tonsils. You tremble as the last of it goes down my throat, but I continue to suck ’cause I want to get you hard again so you can fuck me in the ass before we leave. I tell you, “I want you to take all this ass right here!” She interjects and says, “We have to finish up before someone gets suspicious.”
We all laugh as we get dressed. She finishes first and gives us both a smooch on the lips before she leaves, saying, “Thanks for the afternoon snack!” We leave and go to the baggage claim, where my bags have been spinning around on the belt for the last half hour or so. We go out to the car and you seat me in it while you put my baggage into the trunk. I sit in the car, waiting for you patiently, fingering my own pussy and then sucking my juices off my fingers. My pussy is so wet. After you get in and proceed to the exit gate, I take my free hand and rub it up and down your thigh, then to your crotch, and start to undo your zipper.
You reach in the backseat and hand me the card and box of chocolate-covered cherries you bought for me because you missed me so much. After we clear the exit gate, I continue to caress your dick and balls with one hand as you finger my pussy. I put one of my feet up on the dashboard so that my leg is up in the air and you can get to my pussy better. I roll down the window so that the cool breeze can blow through my hair and hit up against my legs and pussy as we hit the highway.
I want you to fuck me again, but I know I have to wait until we get home, or at least until we get off the highway, because I know how you like to make sudden stops. I decide to open the box of cherries instead, and one at a time, I put them in my pussy, drowning them with my juices, and then begin feeding them to you with my fingers. Needless to say, we pull off at the first rest area we come to. And there, on the hood of your car, you give me what I crave and fuck me in my ass just the way I love it.
The Headhunter
Let me tell you straight up that my situation will seem crazy to the average person. But, for me, sex is an incredible way to make a living. The simple version of the story is that I make money, a whole lot of money, doing what most women have been doing for free since the beginning of time. I have sex for money. No, I don’t mean that I’m a hooker. Hell, no. I don’t stand on anyone’s corner waiting for Lawd knows who to stop his car and offer to take me to an alley for some quick, cheesy sex. Nope, not me. In fact, while I sleep only with men, 100 percent of my income comes from women. Successful women.
It’s like this. A lot of women these days are extremely busy building their careers, making their dreams come true, etc. They don’t have the time or the patience to hang out in nightclubs, churches, or wherever else, trying to find a decent man. That’s where I come in. I locate and “test out” brothas for sistahs that want to get to the crème de la crème without all the hassle of trial and error.
I have an ad that I run in the local weekly paper. I haven’t changed a word of my ad for the past five years, because it works like a charm. Like they always say, “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” My ad reads:
Looking for a good man?
Let Vixen Headhunters, Inc.
Find the perfect man for you
Whether you like them big and tall
Or short and small
We will locate your perfect mate
Call 301-555-HEAD
For a confidential interview
Vixen Headhunters is my brainchild. I started out running this gig alone, but now I have six full-time employees. My name is Gypsy, and hell no, that’s not my real name, but it is the name I go by. In case the law ever comes sniffing around, I am not about to have my real name mixed up in jack shit. In fact, that is a requirement for all of my employees. They can’t give out their real names to people because in the end, that’s only asking for trouble—especially if one of the brothas we “test out” becomes overly infatuated with the sex or even worse, pussy-whipped. None of us want to be bothered with that bullshit. Our work is all about the benjamins. Dick is dick. There is nothing special about any one in particular.
Now there have been a few men who stood out from the rest. Not because of their actual dicks but because of their other amenities. For instance, there was this chick named Linda, a stockbroker from a rich background that had afforded her a lot of financial opportunities, but not a single freaky one. She wanted to meet a man who was successful enough for her to take home to her parents. She was desperate enough to look over the fact that she was butt-ass ugly, though heavily endowed.
“Bruh, you trippin’. How you know my panty count and shit?” I turned my head toward him and looked up at him.
“You forgot to wash the pair you have on. Let me help you take them off.”
He strategically moved his hands from the laundry table to my breasts and started palming them bad boys. Perfect fit, I might add. Like a hand to a glove. Then came the tricky part. I stood there debating whether I should stay on my dick starvation diet and push his hands away or give in to my desires and enjoy the ride.
I looked out onto the street in front of the Laundromat, and there was not a soul in sight. There we were, exposed because the entire front of the place was glass. At that moment, something popped into my head. I decided it was time to stop “freaming” and start “freaking.” For those of you who don’t know, “freaming” is dreaming of doing freaky shit your ass would never have the nerve to do while you are awake. I pondered over it and decided it was time to get jiggy with it.
I looked at him. He looked at me. I whispered, “Fuck the bullshit!” and it was on. We started tonguing the hell out each other, and he had a thick tongue. Just the way I like them, especially when the tongue is licking my other pair of lips.
I caressed the back of his neck with one hand and his juicy ass with the other as we kissed. His kisses reminded me of the first time I ever kissed a boy back in junior high school. They were passionate and yet a bit rushed.
He turned me around slowly by my hips as our tongues continued to intertwine. Then he started caressing my nipples, which were now very erect and protruding through the sheer material of my spaghetti-strap sundress. That was the moment I knew I was going to fuck that man every which way from Sunday, public place or not.
He reached underneath my dress, and I gratefully spread my legs so he could get two fingers into the elastic of my black lace panties and into the sanctuary of my wet, pulsating pussy.
His fingers felt like they were performing a sensual dance on my clit, and my juices started accumulating.
“Let’s take these off.” I didn’t argue with his suggestion and even helped him along. After they were completely off, he lifted them up to his mouth and sucked my pussy juice off the crotch. Damn, I was just too through.
With my panties still in his mouth, he picked me up and sat my ass on top of one of the washing machines that was on the rinse cycle. It was there that he fucked my ass royally.
He ripped his dick out of his pants so fast that I didn’t even see him unfasten them. Then he took a condom out of his pocket, ripped it open with his teeth, and snatched it out the package. I wanted to laugh because he was trying to seem intimidating, and the shit was not even working.
“You think you can handle all this dick?”
I glanced down at it. It was huge, but I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of letting him know I was truly impressed. “It is rather large, but I’ve seen and had bigger dicks than that inside me.”
He winced at my comment and jimmied the condom onto his dick. It barely fit, and I began to get a bit nervous. “Well, you may have had bigger dicks, but you’ve never had any man fuck you as hard as I’m about to fuck you right now.”
“Humph, promises, promises.”
He rammed his dick in me and ran his thick tongue up my neck. “How’s this for promises?”
“It’s a start,” I barely managed to say—his dick inside me took my breath away.
The vibrations from the machine added to the experience, because it felt like someone was fondling my ass at the same time.
He went fast at first and then slowed down, gazing in my eyes and planting small kisses on my chin. “Admit it,” he said about three minutes into the act.
“Admit what?”
“That this is some good-ass dick.” I didn’t say a word, so he started going in and out so fast that my inner thighs started trembling. “Now admit it.”
I still would not say the words he wanted, so he took his dick out, pulled me down off the machine, and turned me around. My stomach hit the cold surface of the machine, and he kneeled down, spread my ass cheeks open, and started licking the crease of my ass.
“Ooh, you’re so nasty!” I exclaimed, loving every second of it.
“You’re right.” He slapped me hard on the ass. “Now admit you haven’t had a man like me before.”
I smirked and then lied. “I’ve had plenty.”
He stood back up and then stuck the tip of his dick on my anus. “You talk a bunch of shit. I wonder what you’ll say if I stick this all in you.”
“I’ll say the same thing I just said. That I’ve had plenty.”
“Then get ready to say it,” he stated with disdain before sticking it all in me at once.
“Oh, shit!” I yelled out in pleasure.
He pumped his dick around in my ass until he came a few minutes later.
“So what do you have to say now?” he asked as he deflated inside of me.
I gulped before answering, “Okay, I admit it. You have some good-ass dick.”
We both broke out in laughter and fell to the floor just as the washer went off.
I never saw the bruh again. Although it wouldn’t have been such a bad thing. It just wasn’t in the cards, but at least for one night I actually did something totally off the chain. I was telling my best friend about it the following weekend, and once I finished relating the story, she looked at me in amazement and exclaimed, “Damn, girl! Sex while you wash your drawers? You’re my damn shero!”
The Airport
You meet me at the airport right on time after my return flight from Jamaica. Even though I had a great time vacationing with my friends, I can hardly wait to see you. My eyes light up as I see you walking toward the gate to meet me. You look so sexy in the khaki slacks, black jacket, and white button-down cotton shirt. I can feel my panties begin to get damp underneath the red spaghettistrap sundress that I have on.
I look into your eyes and see the same sparkle that is in my own as you put your arms around me. Just then, a female customs agent approaches me and says she needs to search my bags. She is very pretty in her regulation uniform and has long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and smooth caramel skin just like mine. She searches my bags and then tells me she needs me to follow her to a room.
I grow concerned because I have no idea what she thinks I am guilty of. I follow her to a nearby room while you wait for me by the gate. She takes me in the room and tells me she needs me to disrobe so that she can strip-search me. I ask why, and she says it is common procedure, with women traveling alone from the islands, to ensure I am not smuggling drugs in as a mule.
I obey and take off my dress. I am braless, and all that remains on are my red silk panties and my black high-heeled shoes. She instructs me to take my panties off as well. She approaches me and lifts up each of my breasts, examining them, and I begin to realize what it is she really wants. She tells me to turn around and bend over the single table in the room, and I comply. I feel her spread my ass cheeks open, and then, without warning, she sticks a finger up my ass. I immediately get nervous because I have never been with a woman before. Yet her hands on me, and now her finger in my ass, are making me very aroused.
I can see her take a seat in a chair at the end of the table out the corner of my eye. Then she sticks her tongue into my asshole, and I shiver. While I know that you are waiting patiently for me to come back out to the gate, I begin to wonder how far she is going to take this.
I don’t have to wonder long, because she tells me to turn around and face her. As soon as I do, she cups one of my breasts in her hand and begins suckling on my nipple, more gently but with more intensity than any man ever has.
Suddenly I hear the door creak open, and you are standing there. You have a look of shock mixed with excitement on your face as you close the door, asking, “What the hell is going on?” She looks at you and tells you, “Just watch and see!”
My ass is resting on the edge of the table as she lifts one of my legs up over her shoulder and begins sucking on my clit with a hunger I have never known. You can feel your dick come to attention because this has always been a fantasy of yours we have talked about but I swore I would never do. She sucks on my pussy for what seems like an eternity until you decide you cannot take it anymore. You are about to bust.
You tell her to move out the way so you can taste my sweet pussy too, now dripping wet from all the attention it has been given. She gets up from the chair so you can sit down, and you push me all the way onto the table, forcing me to cross my legs behind your shoulders as you begin to devour my clit.
She watches for a few seconds and decides she will not be left out, so she bends over and begins sucking on my breasts again. I caress the back of your neck and run my fingers through her hair with my hands. Her ass is protruding up in the air, and you reach underneath the skirt of her uniform and start finger-fucking her while she continues to suckle on my nipples. I can feel your tongue deep inside my throbbing pussy.
I tell you to get undressed, you do, and then I let you take my place on the table, laying you down on your back with only your feet hanging over the edge. I sit on your face while she begins to suck your dick, deep-throating it without any hesitation. I am facing her, hands caressing your chest, watching her partake of your dick as you partake of my pussy and finger-fuck my ass.
She comes up for air, and I bend over to take over, sucking the head of your dick to get some of the precum out because I remember how delicious you taste. I contract my cheek muscles tightly around the head, trying to get every possible drop I can. She is licking up and down the shaft of your dick and sucking on your balls while I continue to work on the head.
We both begin sucking and licking your dick. We are so hungry for you. I can feel cum trickling out of my pussy as you lap it all up off my thighs. Saliva starts to escape the sides of our mouths as we take turns deep-throating your dick.
We can hear planes landing and taking off and people walking by in the hall, but none of us gives a damn, ’cause this is just too good to let go. Other than that, there are just a bunch of sucking noises and the delightful smell of sex in the air. The aroma is breathtaking.
As you suck on my clit even harder now, fingering my ass with one hand and palming an ass cheek with the other, I take my tongue and lick your belly button, then blow on it to make it dry before I wet it again with my tongue. I know how much that turns you on. I continue to do this for a couple of minutes while she deep-throats your dick.
I slowly take my pussy off your face and slide my wet pussy down over your chest, then your belly button. I tell her to let go of your dick so I can straddle it. I sit on your dick, facing away from you so she can suck on my breasts while I ride your dick. I can feel the head of your dick begin to part my pussy lips as you pump your hips up to meet my downstrokes. You are still finger-fucking my ass, but with two fingers now.
I move up and down on the shaft of your dick while she flickers her tongue at my nipples. You marvel at how tight my pussy is. I take a little bit more of it in each time I go up and down until it is all in. As I begin to grind my pussy onto your dick, she pushes both my tits together and suckles on both nipples at the same time.
Your back is arched off the table, meeting my every thrust as I start to ride your dick faster. I take my long tongue and flicker it over one of my nipples while she sucks furiously on the other one. My pussy is so hot and tight, and you try to pump and reach the bottom of it harder and faster. I put my hands on your thighs so I can get better leverage, and I begin to go up and down on your dick faster each time. You admire my ass, with your fingers in it, as it goes up and down. It looks so juicy.
Contracting my pussy muscles on your dick, I squeeze it hard as she gets the chair and sits down in front of us and begins to suck on my pussy and lick your dick while I am riding it, tasting us both at the same time. She reaches up and rubs my nipples while she is sucking on us both. I continue to fuck you hard, and I can feel my cum trickling down the inside of my thighs, down between your thighs, and onto the tabletop.
You take your other hand and pull me back by my hair so that I am lying with my back on top of your chest, still riding your dick. You start palming my breasts while she continues to get her eat on, and we are all moaning. My pussy juice is everywhere. I want you to shoot your hot cum all down my throat, and I ask you, “Will you cum for me?” and she says, “I want some of it, too!” You tell me, “Whatever you want, I will do.” So I get off your dick, and she and I both wait anxiously for you to give it to us. Your dick is throbbing, and veins are popping out of it everywhere. You look so yummy.
We both get on our knees as you stand up. We begin licking and sucking all over your dick. You stand, your knees feeling a little wobbly, and hang on to the side of the table. I take the base of your dick in my hand and begin to squeeze it gently. You grab both of our heads and begin pumping your dick into our mouths fast and furiously. As I take your balls into my mouth and bounce them on my tongue, you tell us, “I’m about to cum!” We can hardly wait. It starts to shoot out, and we both take some of it with our tongues and place some on our fingertips, rubbing it all over each other’s breasts and faces, both of us smiling with delight. I whisper, “Hmmm, you taste so good, boo.”
I get greedy, and I take your whole dick into my mouth, trying to get every last drop and contracting my cheek muscles around your dick, making all of it come out into my mouth as I arch my neck so your dick can hit my tonsils. You tremble as the last of it goes down my throat, but I continue to suck ’cause I want to get you hard again so you can fuck me in the ass before we leave. I tell you, “I want you to take all this ass right here!” She interjects and says, “We have to finish up before someone gets suspicious.”
We all laugh as we get dressed. She finishes first and gives us both a smooch on the lips before she leaves, saying, “Thanks for the afternoon snack!” We leave and go to the baggage claim, where my bags have been spinning around on the belt for the last half hour or so. We go out to the car and you seat me in it while you put my baggage into the trunk. I sit in the car, waiting for you patiently, fingering my own pussy and then sucking my juices off my fingers. My pussy is so wet. After you get in and proceed to the exit gate, I take my free hand and rub it up and down your thigh, then to your crotch, and start to undo your zipper.
You reach in the backseat and hand me the card and box of chocolate-covered cherries you bought for me because you missed me so much. After we clear the exit gate, I continue to caress your dick and balls with one hand as you finger my pussy. I put one of my feet up on the dashboard so that my leg is up in the air and you can get to my pussy better. I roll down the window so that the cool breeze can blow through my hair and hit up against my legs and pussy as we hit the highway.
I want you to fuck me again, but I know I have to wait until we get home, or at least until we get off the highway, because I know how you like to make sudden stops. I decide to open the box of cherries instead, and one at a time, I put them in my pussy, drowning them with my juices, and then begin feeding them to you with my fingers. Needless to say, we pull off at the first rest area we come to. And there, on the hood of your car, you give me what I crave and fuck me in my ass just the way I love it.
The Headhunter
Let me tell you straight up that my situation will seem crazy to the average person. But, for me, sex is an incredible way to make a living. The simple version of the story is that I make money, a whole lot of money, doing what most women have been doing for free since the beginning of time. I have sex for money. No, I don’t mean that I’m a hooker. Hell, no. I don’t stand on anyone’s corner waiting for Lawd knows who to stop his car and offer to take me to an alley for some quick, cheesy sex. Nope, not me. In fact, while I sleep only with men, 100 percent of my income comes from women. Successful women.
It’s like this. A lot of women these days are extremely busy building their careers, making their dreams come true, etc. They don’t have the time or the patience to hang out in nightclubs, churches, or wherever else, trying to find a decent man. That’s where I come in. I locate and “test out” brothas for sistahs that want to get to the crème de la crème without all the hassle of trial and error.
I have an ad that I run in the local weekly paper. I haven’t changed a word of my ad for the past five years, because it works like a charm. Like they always say, “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” My ad reads:
Looking for a good man?
Let Vixen Headhunters, Inc.
Find the perfect man for you
Whether you like them big and tall
Or short and small
We will locate your perfect mate
Call 301-555-HEAD
For a confidential interview
Vixen Headhunters is my brainchild. I started out running this gig alone, but now I have six full-time employees. My name is Gypsy, and hell no, that’s not my real name, but it is the name I go by. In case the law ever comes sniffing around, I am not about to have my real name mixed up in jack shit. In fact, that is a requirement for all of my employees. They can’t give out their real names to people because in the end, that’s only asking for trouble—especially if one of the brothas we “test out” becomes overly infatuated with the sex or even worse, pussy-whipped. None of us want to be bothered with that bullshit. Our work is all about the benjamins. Dick is dick. There is nothing special about any one in particular.
Now there have been a few men who stood out from the rest. Not because of their actual dicks but because of their other amenities. For instance, there was this chick named Linda, a stockbroker from a rich background that had afforded her a lot of financial opportunities, but not a single freaky one. She wanted to meet a man who was successful enough for her to take home to her parents. She was desperate enough to look over the fact that she was butt-ass ugly, though heavily endowed.
