by Ca$H
She walked toward me with a careful stride. With a little sugar in her voice that wasn’t present before, she said, “I’m sorry, but I thought you wanted me. I mean, the way you’ve been looking at me.”
“Excuse me?” I was embarrassed because she was correct. “I think you misread my look. Since when is a friendly look confused with a flirting one?” Right as she was about to respond, the doorbell rang. “Excuse me. I have to answer that.”
I adjusted my pinstripe suit as I walked to the door and opened it. To my surprise, Malik was standing on the other side.
Damn this is a small ass world.
“Oh, my gosh. Now, this is crazy.” I was shocked to see him of all people.
“Damn, Kim. Two times in one day? That must be a sign of something.” He winked his eye and licked his lips seductively before stepping inside.
What is up with this couple?
I didn’t acknowledge what Malik was making me feel. I simply pointed through the house. “Your wife is this way.”
I walked in front of him to lead the way and I heard him clearly mumble, Goddamn! All that ass.
I had to admit that did something for me, so I put a little more sway into my walk since I knew he was watching it.
Once I joined them together, I offered them free range of the house. “I’ll give you two some time to look around. If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask. I’ll be right over here in the living room.” I walked off wondering if they both were watching. Ooooh, that kind of turned me on.
As I waited, I went online to check my emails, Facebook, and Twitter accounts. I used all of those social medias to advertise my business.
Twenty minutes had passed and although I wasn’t rushing them, I hadn’t seen or heard them. I became curious. I got up and made my way around the house. There was no sign of them downstairs, so I went upstairs in search of my clients. I looked in three of the rooms and they weren’t in either.
Entering the master bedroom through the double doors, I could see Mrs. Harris on her knees. “Well, damn,” I uttered softly as I backed out. A few seconds later, my sexual wonder had me crack the door and inconspicuously watch on.
Her soft, juicy lips were wrapped around his dick and all I could hear coming from out of the room were moans, groans, oohs and ahhs.
I peered inside a little closer. Her eyes expanded the more she attempted to deep throat, it looked as if his dick was growing in her mouth. I could not believe what was happening right in front of my eyes. My pussy started getting wet because of it. I crossed my legs and squeezed them tightly, but that was working against me.
I want to taste his dick, too, I whined in pleasure agony. I stepped back to where they could not see me, but a spot where I could still see them. I started to play with myself.
My pussy was on fire! I hadn’t had sex in so long I was easy to stimulate. An innocent brush against my body or a kiss the right way would have gotten my juices flowing. So, needless to say watching them had me on my level.
All I wanted was to feel Malik inside of me just like he was inside of her, one time. As I put my hand under my skirt making it come up over my ass, I went to look back in to continue my fantasy, but I was busted. Malik eyes met mine.
I jumped back. “Dammit!” I spoke in a soft, low tone.
It was obvious he didn’t mind me looking because he smiled and started fucking her mouth like it was her pussy. Then, he began talking nasty.
“Spit on this dick, bitch. Mmmm. Yeah, suck this dick the way I like. Open up wider.” He shoved his dick down her throat. Gagging sounds mixed with a lot of moaning traveled throughout the room.
I want to join in on the sex show. I want him to treat me like that and call me all kind of hoes and bitches.
As I looked at him, he blew me a kiss. I smiled and started to play with my pussy even more. The intensity stirring between my legs became too much to satisfy on my own. I must have been feeling myself because I walked into the room before I could stop my feet from moving. Coming out my heels and getting on my knees, I moved her hair and started kissing her neck. She was quite receptive.
Malik motioned for her to stop his oral pleasure and tantalize my awaiting mouth. She then danced her tongue across mine. I tasted his flavor through her kiss. It made me that much hornier.
As we were kissing, Malik stepped back, spit on his right hand and rubbed it on the tip of his dick while jerking it back and forth.
Looking from the corner of my eye, I could see that we were turning him on. I pushed her shoulders back, laid her flat on the carpet and spread her legs open. I had never done this before but I was in the moment, so I went with it.
I brought my tongue down on the tip of her pussy, gently licking it while looking at Malik. Her pussy was so wet it turned on my faucet. I began to suck on her clit as I eased my fingers inside of her hot pussy.
“Lick this pussy, bitch,” Jasmine moaned as she moved her hips in a circular motion. I fucked her pussy with my two fingers the same way I had seen Pinky, the porn star, do Jada Fire one night when I was watching videos.
Malik walked up behind me, got on his knees, and rubbed the head of his dick on my wet, fat pussy. Taking my lips off Jasmine’s lower ones and looking back, I licked my mouth. “Take this pussy.” I commanded her husband.
Malik slid the head of his dick into my streaming center. He moaned and grabbed my ass firmly, pushing into me deeply. I arched my back and inhaled at the size of his dick against my walls. He moaned as he attacked my pussy as if it was his last time while I resumed eating the shit out of Jasmine’s delicious cookie. I ate her so good her head lashed side to side as she cried out in ecstasy.
Breathing heavily, Jasmine sat up and slowly stuck her tongue into my mouth, giving me long, passionate kisses. “I love the way my pussy tastes on your tongue,” she muttered.
After she tickled my tongue with hers, she got on all fours, crawled over to Malik, and started kissing him as he continued to fuck my pussy.
There was a symphony of moaning and groaning going on between us. The sounds of his pelvis thrusting against my ass heightened my sexuality.
He then pulled his dick out, and Jasmine started to suck my juices off the head of it. Once she was done lapping my nectar off of his pole, she laid on her back and told me to sit on her face as Malik started to fuck her. I never got my pussy ate like this. My legs were shaking, but she locked onto them, “I’ma suck on your clit like this is my last day on earth,” she whispered. I rode her face so hard I thought I might suffocate. But she kept talking that slick shit. “Let it out, baby. Let it out.”
I thought I was about to pee on myself. The feeling taking over me was abnormal, but hella good at the same time. I tried to raise up. “I gotta pee.” I couldn’t control my breathing as I spoke.
Malik chuckled as he continued teasing Jasmine’s sweet pussy with his dick. “Naw, baby girl, let that shit out right on her face.”
As I let go of my cum waterfalls, Jasmine closed her eyes and opened her mouth wider. I squirted all over the place and she loved it. I then rolled off of her and collapsed onto the floor.
Malik reached his climax and came in his wife’s pussy. He lay sprawled on top of her, kissing her. “I love you, Jasmine.” He expressed himself as if I wasn’t in the room and we didn’t just happen.
I was at a loss for words hearing him mention love after we all just fucked. But I couldn’t say shit. My back was facing them, so they couldn’t see how uncomfortable I was now. I jumped up and ran into the restroom, locked the door and sat on the toilet.
Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock at the door. “Open up,” Malik whispered.
I got off of the toilet and made my way to the door. I put my hand on the knob, scared to open it. Taking a deep breath and letting it out smoothly, I opened the door and stood butt ass naked in front of him. I looked down at his dick. I slowly looked back up and past him, seeing Jasmine passed out on floor.
I looked at Malik.
“I’m sorry.” I started to address the situation but before I could finish, Malik put his tongue down my throat, backed me up and closed the bathroom’s door.
All I could do was moan. The way his tongue felt inside of my mouth and the way he was holding me had me gone.
Malik stepped back to take a good look at my body. “Damn! How did you get all that ass? Good god almighty, shawdy.” He shook his head.
His dick jumped up and down letting me know that he was turned on. He started to rub on my perfectly sized B cup breasts. The one with a tattooed bleeding heart and a hummingbird on it.
Turning me around and bending me over the counter, he slowly worked his way into my wet pussy.
“Mmmm, damn this pussy is so tight.” He whispered into my ear as he took a long deep stroke into my creamy center. He picked up speed and all I could hear was my ass and his pelvis going at it.
I looked back at him. “Choke me, baby. Ohhh, Mmmm,” I moaned.
Taking his right hand, he grabbed me around my neck, gripped it, and squeezed it tightly while he pounded into my peach.
I started talking mad nasty to him. “Yeah take this pussy, baby. Fuck me harder.”
With the green light, he fucked me so hard my body started to shake. He let my neck go and grabbed my ass. I could feel his dick getting harder in my pussy and I knew right then he was about to cum.
Malik was breathing hard and kicking up a sweat. “Yeah you like this dick? Tell me you like this dick, bitch.”
“Yesssss! I like this dick, baby. Mmmm, yes, I like this dick,” I moaned. I held onto the sink because my legs felt like they were going to give out on me. This was the best feeling I ever had in my life.
“Mmmm, yes, take this dick.” He pounded inside of me until I cried out his name and my juices coated his shaft. I felt him pull out and shoot his hot nut all over my ass.
I didn’t care about nothing right then. All I knew was that Malik Harris had some dope dick and I was going to get a weekly repeat of that shit.
Looking at him in the mirror, I saw that he had tattoos covering his chest and stomach like they were a painted on a portrait. He stood about five feet eight inches with a low cut fade and his body was toned like a man fresh out of jail.
Malik just stared and smiled at me without saying one word. I was so lost in my thoughts all I could do was smile back.
Malik walked to the door and swung it open. To our surprise Jasmine was standing right outside with a puzzled look on her face. “What the fuck you are doing, Malik?” She was pissed.
“What the fuck do you mean what the fuck am I doing? I’m doing the same thing I was doing in the bedroom. Fucking.” Malik clarified with a straight face.
“So, you’re just going to come in the bathroom and fuck her without me, huh?” She seemed genuinely angered by this.
“Pretty much,” Malik spoke bluntly.
“Look,” I interrupted, “I don’t know what the fuck is really going on, but what’s done is done. I’m sorry for what went down. All of this caught me by surprise and it will never happen again.”
Walking past them, I went into the bedroom and put on my clothes. Once I was done, I walked out of the room and made my way downstairs to the dining room. While I waited for them to come out I was feeling mixed emotions. I never would have thought that I would get down in a menage trois. I shook my head and smiled. Damn, it was good, though.
They walked into the dining room. “I’m sorry. But I have to get back to business. Are you all still interested in this property?”
Jasmine was about to say something but was cut off by Malik. “Yes we are,” he replied, turning his head and looking at her.
“Yes. We will take it.” She mirrored his answer.
Jasmine was standing there in obvious deep thought. It was written all over her face.
“Okay. I’ll give you both a call tomorrow so you two can sign the paperwork.” Grabbing my belongings and waiting for them to walk out first, I locked up the house, jumped into my car, and pulled off.
After making it home in thirty minutes, I walked into my three-bedroom house and put my keys down on the table. I made my way into the kitchen to pour myself a glass of wine.
Shit I’ma need the whole bottle.
I grabbed it at the neck and walked down my long hallway to my bedroom. I kicked off my heels and walked into the bathroom to turn on the water for my much needed bubble bath.
Stepping out of my clothes, I rubbed my fingers over my clit to find out that I was still wetter than ever. All I could do was think about Malik.
Damn what a woman gotta do to get a man like that?
I checked the water temperature before stepping in slowly. The heat of the water was making me horny. I needed him, shit I wanted him bad.
I took a drink of my wine and relaxed in the tub for a little while. Once I was done, all I wanted to do was go to sleep. My pussy was sore and I felt a headache coming on. I went into the medicine cabinet and grabbed my bottle of pain pills. I popped two into my mouth and used my hand to drink some water. After walking into my room and getting lotioned up, I put on an oversized tee shirt and jumped in bed.
The next morning I made it to the office around 10:00AM to work on Malik and Jasmine’s paperwork.
Once I was done with their forms, I called their house phone. As the phone rang, I hoped Malik would answer because after that look his wife gave me yesterday, I didn’t think she was my biggest fan anymore.
“Hello.” A deep voice answered and I smiled.
I kept it professional although my thoughts were pornographic. “Mr. Harris, this is Kimberly, the realtor. I wanted to call you and let you and your wife know that we can schedule a Monday appointment to finalize everything.”
“Stop calling me by my last name and call me Mal like you used to when I used to tickle your fancy.” Malik laughed.
“Whatever, Malik. I don’t think you have that kind of time.”
“Let’s see about that. Meet me at Westfield Culver City Mall at BJ’s in an hour at the bar.”
I was smiling from ear to ear. Damn. I know I’m wrong but it feels so right. “Okay, I’ll be there.” I hung up my phone, doing a happy dance in my seat. I jumped out my chair and walked into the bathroom so I could freshen up. Once I was done, I grabbed my purse and car keys, and walked out the door.
Making it there on time, I pulled up in VIP parking and gave the valet person my keys as he handed me a clip with a number on it.
I walked into the restaurant and spotted Malik at the bar looking at the game on the screen. I stood beside him. “Hey you,” I purred.
“What’s up, Kim?” He stood up to give me a hug that made me moan in his ear. I felt his dick jump at the sound of my voice.
“I saw you walking in. You look good, baby girl.” He rubbed his hand down the sides of my arm. Malik leaned into me. “You look so good that I want to suck on your pussy until you beg me to stop”.
“Oh, really,” I replied, trying to hide the smile on my face.
“Yes and I want you to feel this dick inside that pussy the way you was thinking about it last night.” Malik proposed.
“Who said I was thinking about you?” Who was I kidding? He was the reason I went to sleep so soundly. But I was still curious for his response.
“I was thinking about you,” he cooly responded.
My pussy was calling for him to fuck me. I wanted him badly, and I had to have him. I was through with fronting. “There’s a hotel down the street from here. Put your mouth where it needs to go.” He didn’t respond. “I see my cat already got your tongue.” I laughed and asked the bartender for a Long Island ice-tea.
Malik laughed, “Shawdy, I’m about to punish that pussy. When I’m done with your little ass you will know who runs shit,” he said, shaking his head and laughing some more.
Fifteen minutes later, we pulled into Marriott. Once inside, I waited in the lobby for Malik to pay for the room. He stepped my way and gave me a key with the
room number.
“I’ll be right back. Go upstairs and get ready to eat your words, shawdy. I want you on the bed with nothing on, playing in that pussy, getting it wet and hot for me.”
I watched him walk out of the hotel as he jumped into his all black Tahoe truck and pulled off.
Once I was in the room, I went into the bathroom and took a shower to get freshened up. Then all these thoughts popped into my mind.
Damn, you are so wrong for this in so many ways. He’s married. Then I thought Girl, please his wife wasn’t saying shit when you was eating her pussy, so why would she care today? Shit he shouldn’t have such good dick then she wouldn’t have to worry about sharing.
Jumping out the shower and drying myself off, I walked into the bedroom and turned on the TV to see what was on while I lay in bed naked waiting on Malik to come back. About fifteen minutes later, Malik came walking in the room with a backpack in his hand.
He stood in front of the TV just looking at me. “Lay on your back,” he commanded. Putting the backpack down, he got on his knees and opened my legs slowly as he nibbled at my inner thigh. Working his way up to my pussy, Malik dove in and I could not hold out if I tried.
I draped my legs over his shoulders and all I could do was moan. “Ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh, uhhhhhh, oooooooooh, Malik, oooh, uhhhhh.” He lifted my ass up off the bed and started to massage my ass cheeks while he sucked the shit out my pussy.
He stopped abruptly and stood up. “Malik,” I panted. “Baby, stop playing.”
“Oh, baby. I’m not done with you yet.” Flashing a smile at me while stripping down out of his clothes, he picked me up and sat me on top of him. I slid down, wrapped my lips around his dick and went in. I played with the tip of his dick as he gently rubbed my shoulders. My body was heating up and his dick was getting harder. I pushed my head all the way down onto his dick using my tongue to lick his balls at the same time. Coming back up, I started bobbing on his dick and using my hands like a salt and pepper grinder. Looking in on this show, somebody would have thought I was trying to suck milk from his dick.
“Ummmm,” Malik grabbed the back of my head while I was performing surgery on his dick. He released his nut in my mouth. And I swallowed every bit of it while looking up at him. He pulled me onto the bed, flipped me on my stomach and pushed his dick all the way into my pussy. It felt like I could not breathe, he was fucking me that hard. “Ooohhh, baby, fuck me! Yes, fuck this pussy! Punish this pussy, baby!” I called out.
