by Ca$H
“Shut the fuck up, bitch and take this dick or I’ma fuck you in your ass.”
I wouldn’t stop moaning for him to pulverize my pussy, so he quickly pulled his dick from my ever thumping punani.
“Now I want that ass. Tell me you want me to fuck you in your ass.” He growled.
“Ohh, yes! Fuck me in my ass,” I begged.
Pulling out, he punched it into my asshole. He fucked my ass so good all I could do was moan out how good it was. “Yes, baby, just like that.”
“Who do you belong to now?” Malik asked as he pounded my ass and played with my pussy.
“I belong to you Malik!” His constant toying with my clit as he showed my back door no mercy sent me over the edge. “Yes, baby! I’m about to cum. Ooohhh, baby I can’t take it no more I’m cumming!”
“Ooooohhh, yeah, baby. Cum for Daddy. Cum for Daddy.”
I could feel his dick getting harder. I knew right then he was about to cum and he did right in my ass. All we could do was lay there. In no time we both were asleep like babies.
Not hearing the door being open, I felt like somebody was standing over me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up to see Jasmine pointing a gun at us. I jumped and screamed, startling Malik awake to the same murderous image.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Malik was just as fearful as I.
“I told you I wasn’t going to lose you again!” You left me once before behind since side pussy you couldn’t leave alone. It's not happening again!” She yelled.
“Baby, put the damn gun down before you do something crazy.” Malik slowly got up to ease the weapon from her shaking hands.
“Oh, you want to see crazy, motherfucker? I will show your ass crazy!” She screamed as she shifted the gun at both our heads.
I put my head down and said a silent prayer as the gun went off.
Boc! Boc!
The End
Craving His Touch
By
J Peach
Chapter 1
India sat on the bed in her hotel room, leaning against the headboard with a wide smile and a tight stomach as she cradled her cellphone between her ear and shoulder.
“You hear me, shawdy?” The deep, low, baritone voice broke through the other line, causing her sex muscles to contract.
Even with this feeling, she rolled her eyes while biting into her lower lip to contain her smile as if the man on the phone could see her.
“I hear you,” she replied. She licked the bottom of her top lip, letting the smile seep into her voice.
“You hear me, but is you gon’ do what I tell you?”
Again, she rolled her eyes. “Mhmmm,” India mumbled to get under his skin.
“Mhmmm? Why you wanna play with me, shawdy? If I was out there, you know I would snatch yo ass up.”
“Why, Jay’Shawn? I said I hear you.”
“But, is you gon’ do what I tell you?”
Looking at the phone, Indy shook her head as she gave in. She knew he wasn’t playing and knowing he was coming back home tomorrow, she wasn’t willing to test him or ruin the surprise she had for him.
India had met Jay'Shawn a year ago on Facebook. He was a friend of a friend. He had sent her a message trying see what was up with her and right away they clicked hard. Though they lived in two different states for the past two years it hadn't stopped them from talking on the phone or texting day in and day out.
“Yeah, I'mma do what you tell me,” she replied with hesitation in her voice.
India hated how he was making her feel at the moment. She was tempted to hang up the phone on him. Even though she disliked the feelings, she knew the only reason she really said it was because they were on the phone. Truth be told, bending over for a man wasn’t something she’d ever done in her entire life, but for some reason when it came to Jay’Shawn a part of her really wanted to.
His persistence, possessiveness and that no-bullshit attitude, mixed with his rough baritone voice which seemed to vibrate from the phone’s speaker straight to her body made her give in a little.
“See, that wasn’t hard. Why you always tryna make shit difficult? If you do as I say, we good,” Jay’Shawn said, pulling India from her reverie. Taking her silence as a submissive agreement, he smiled to himself and continued. “You gon’ give me some pussy, tonight?” This made her laugh out loudly, and she shook her head at the thought.
“No, Jay’Shawn, I’m not about to play with you tonight. No, No, No.” The smile in her voice was evident and he knew he could talk her into it.
“How you gon’ tell me no? That’s my pussy ain’t it?”
Her head shook as if he could see her gesture, and she continued to laugh. “Jay’Shawn, stop. Fo’real, I’m not about to go there with you tonight,” she said, biting into her lower lip. Her eyes rolled up in her head as she groaned at her contracting sexual muscles.
“You ain’t answer my question, though. Ain’t that my pussy?”
This is where her battle began. She wanted to say nigga hell no this my shit, but the constant throb of her pussy muscles, and the tightening of her lower stomach and pelvis caused her to be at a loss for words for a few seconds. All that could be heard from her end was heavy breathing.
“You hear me?” he asked as he waited for her to answer.
Licking her lips which had suddenly become dry, India cleared her throat as she closed her eyes and replied, “It’s yours.” She whispered.
Jay’Shawn heard her, but he wanted her to say it again. This time without hesitation. “That’s my pussy?”
With a silent groan she complied and answered, “You know this your pussy.”
Upon hearing those words, Jay’Shawn’s lips formed into a smile. “Then give me my pussy.”
With that, Indy put the phone on speaker and began scooting down on the bed until she lay flat on her back.
“Wrap yo’ arms around my neck, stick yo’ tongue out and give me a kiss.” She complied with doing everything he’d told her to do.
India’s eyes closed as her tongue slid between her slightly parted lips, slowly rubbing the bottom before caressing her lower fuller one.
“Take yo’ panties off.” He growled.
Once again, she quickly complied. She raised her hips up off of the bed as she pulled her boy-short panties down below her hips and thighs, pulling one leg out and then the other.
“You got ‘em off?” His deep voice broke through the speaker.
Instantly, her legs widened, her hips raised slightly higher as her ass tightened from the sound of him.
“Yes,” she replied with a whispered moan.
Jay’Shawn didn’t hear her answer, but he knew the shaky pants all too well and knew she was ready.
“Close yo’ eyes and imagine I’m there strokin’ that pussy. Rub that clit, baby. Get that pussy nice and wet for me.”
India moaned as her pearl swelled from her touch. She imagined it was Jay’Shawn’s touch instead of her own. You like the way I play with that pussy?”
Jay’Shawn groaned out as he stroked his dick. Loving the sounds she made as her voice quivered filled with lust, he began rubbing pre-cum over his leaky mushroom tip. He gave it a slight squeeze as his hand went down and then back up his shaft.
“Yes, I love the way you play with my pussy. Spread yo’ legs wide for me while I run my dick over that clit.” He groaned into the phone as he pictured himself sliding inside of her throbbing sex. Vividly seeing the image in his mind, his eyes closed tighter as did the grip on his dick. Thrusting his hips in an upward motion, he once again groaned deeply. “Put two fingers in that pussy for me, baby. Yeah, like that. Just like that. I'm ‘bout to bust this pussy open.”
Moaning right along with him, India thrust two fingers deep inside her soaking sex as she envisioned Jay’Shawn stroking inside of her deep and hard. The images in her head were so vivid they caused her sex muscles to milk her fingers faster. Her chest began to rise and fall harder from her heavy panting.
At that very moment, their thoughts became one and both were feeling and seeing the same thing.
Jay’Shawn’s strokes became harder as he placed India’s legs on his shoulder, giving her deep strokes. Their pants, moans and groans mingled together on the phone as they both continued pleasing themselves.
India imagined digging her nails into the skin of his lower back while pulling him closer and even deeper inside of her. She could see her hands locked around his body as she grinded herself into him, craving to make them one.
“Ooooh, Jay’Shawn, ooooh, baby, like that. Oh, my God!” She cried out in sheer bliss. Biting into her full bottom lip, she imagined her sex muscles gripping around his dick.
He too imagined feeling the contraction of her pussy on him. Jay’Shawn then slowed his thrusting hips. He wasn’t yet ready to lose his nut. “Turn around and push that ass up for me.”
She rolled over and grabbed a pillow to press her forehead into. She spread her legs wide, dipped her back low and raised her ass high.
“You know I’m ‘bout to tear this ass up don't you?” All India could do was moan in reply, unable to find her voice, as anticipation set deeply in her core. “Push them fingers in deep, knuckle deep.”
India’s fingers slid in and out of her pussy getting them wetter.
Jay’Shawn's vivid imagination allowed him to see her clearly, and he couldn't help but groan at the sight before him. Her light brown ass pushed up in the air gave a clear view of both her fat pussy and asshole. Though his hand strokes became faster, in his mind it wasn’t the hand that was wrapped tightly around his dick causing it to pulse. It was the tightness of her womb trying to force his nut to come all too soon.
“Ah, shit! Work that pussy, Indy. Give Daddy his pussy.” Jay’Shawn’s demanding voice shook India to the core while taking her to her peak.
“Ooh, Jaay. Daddy I’m cummin’.” India moaned loudly as her fingers moved in and out of her heated sex, feverishly hitting that sweet spot. Her hips shook and rolled as she rode out her orgasm. “Ooh, ooh, baby. Oh, my God!” Her shaky moans left her mouth and her lower body continued to jerk.
Hearing her hard moans, Jay’Shawn got even more excited. He squeezed his mushroom tip then stroked up and down his dick, reaching his own mind boggling orgasm.
“Ah, shit, mmm.” A long moan started deep in his throat as he released all over his hand.
She too was feeling satiated. India lay panting, catching her breath from their steamy phone sex.
But with the images of India’s glistening core embedded in his head from the constant Skyping they’d been doing, he knew exactly how that pussy was looking. And he was ready for another round. Those thoughts caused him to become erect once again. This time, he wanted to taste her sweet nectar. The urge was so bad that his mouth ached as his throat became dry. With his eyes closed tightly, his mind and body fell deeper.
He could see himself licking and feasting from her swollen pearl, down her slit to the opening of her vagina. With his face pressed against her sex swollen lips, as his tongue would thrust deeply inside of her pussy. He would let his tongue swirl around and around, stroking her still sensitive core.
He was so turned up, she had to join him for another one. “Get those fingers drippin’ wet, baby.” Jay’Shawn instructed in a deep but low-spoken masculine voice.
Still on fire, she didn’t hesitate. “Okay, baby.” India’s panting voice spoke through the line.
“Rub that asshole for me, baby. Get it wet,” he directed. The groan from the other end brought a smile to his face. “Nuh, uh, baby. Don’t go doing all that. You know I’m ‘bout to be all in that ass tonight. Now, gone get that ass wet for me.”
Doing as she was told, India groaned out loud once again. She didn’t know how much longer she could take it without erupting like a lava filled volcano.
Without a doubt, she loved their playtime, but she was ready for him to be with her, in her. That’s precisely why she flew out from Chicago and down to Memphis. She wanted to surprise him and make their talks reality.
She wanted him flesh to flesh because playtime was becoming almost painful. But there would be no more waiting, they were only days away from his release.
The mere thought of being able to finally touch him made her body ache more, making her want to cum even harder. With her ass still in the air, coating two fingers with her juices, India brought her now dripping fingers to her anus, getting the little hole wet.
The sound from her mouth told Jay’Shawn that she wasn’t comfortable.
“N’all, baby girl. You gotta relax. You can’t be doing all that,” Jay’Shawn chimed in, stopping her movement.
India looked up only to stare at an empty room which caused her brows to furrow. How the hell did he know? She mentally questioned herself and received an answer to her unasked question.
“Yo’ breathing and all that shit changed. I ain’t gotta be around to know what the fuck you doin’. I done already told you, shawdy, we been doin’ this too damn long for me not to pick up on shit like that. Now gone relax, I got you.” Instinctively, her body relaxed and she bit into her lower lip loving the sound of his voice “Now, gon’ get that ass wet for me.”
As if he could see her, she nodded while rubbing her hot spot. Once her fingers were good and wet, they found their way back to her anus.
“Push two fingers inside yo’ ass,”
India’s eyes closed and she moaned as she inserted two fingers inside of her ass. From there, their anal play started.
India’s fingers moved in and out of her ass, fast and hard. Her fingers opened and closed, causing her anus to stretch beyond its natural width. She was doing everything Jay’Shawn commanded of her through the phone while her other hand played with her clit. She pinched, rubbed and spanked the swollen pearl until her ass and pussy muscles began tightening. Her body shook violently as she reached her peak with a loud pleasurable moan. “Ah, shit! Ahhhh, shit!”
Jay’Shawn’s deep, long grunt came from the speaker soon after. His nuts tightened and his toes curled as he reached that high, feeling himself climax. Sperm squirted from his pee hole and landed onto his stomach.
“Mmm, Oh, my God,” India continued to moan lowly as she lay flat on the bed from exhaustion.
Hearing the lustful moan caused Jay’Shawn to laugh out. He knew he had once again taken her to the point of no return. “I know damn well yo’ ass ain’t ‘bout to fall to asleep.”
She nestled herself even more in the comfort of the bed. Now, fully relaxed, she still managed to sound out a light moan before fully replying, “Shut up. I’m not sleep.”
Jay’Shawn laughed as he got up with his phone, headed to the sink area clean himself up. “Yo’ lying ass, I could hear yo’ ass snoring.”
Laughing, India sat up in the bed. She could hear the water running in his background.
“I wasn’t even sleep, so how could you hear me snoring? Man, whatever. Shut the fuck up,” she said, making her way into her own bathroom. She laid a towel on the floor then stood on it before turning the water on in the sink. She proceeded to clean up as well. Even after releasing just minutes ago, her pussy was still pulsating and her body still slightly trembled.
Damn! she moaned.
Chapter 2
Days later, Jay’Shawn had been released from a prison out in Memphis, Tennessee after having served a two year sentence for a parole violation. But being locked up for those twenty-four months did nothing to knock his hustler’s mentality because the moment he touched down, he and a friend drove out to Cali to meet up with a drug connect.
India felt put off when she learned of his trip. Although he didn’t know she was in town waiting on him there She felt as though he could’ve made the drive to come to her hometown in Chicago
like they discussed instead of risking more trouble.
Although she was angry about his decision, she kept her feelings to herself to prevent starting an argument with him. “When am I gonna see you now?” She hoped that he would say a day or so which would prevent her trip there being done in vain.
Running a hand over his head, he dreaded having to be honest. His initial plan was to head to Chi-Town to get his shawdy, but some other shit had fallen into his lap a few days before his release that he couldn’t bypass.
His boy, Benny, had the hook up to cop some work out in Cali. It was supposed to be an in and out deal to put guap in both of their pockets. Jay’Shawn would get paid and then make it out to India, on boss status.
But the day they hit the state and called for the meet, the nigga they were supposed to link up with had gotten his spot hit. After learning this, Jay’Shawn was ready to head back home. He had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach and wanted out of the shit, period. But somehow he let Benny talk him into staying until he found another connect.
The fact that Jay’Shawn really didn’t want to go back empty handed was reason enough for him to stay until he was straight.
“To be honest, shawdy, I don’t even know.” With a long drawn out sigh, he decided to come clean and tell India the truth regarding his stay, and the shit that had happened. He explained to her exactly how he was feeling and held nothing back. He told her everything.
Once he was done talking, India had a gut feeling that something wasn’t right. If the connect got busted they were shit outta luck, but why would Benny even suggest finding someone else?
“How long Benny been knowing these cats? I mean, does he normally deal with folks out there?” She was still pissed that he kited to the West coast without stopping in the Midwest, but she was overall concerned for him.
