Meeting Dr. Feelgood

by Riley Baxter

  Kayla immediately pushed pause on Tamia and listened very carefully. Sure enough, the sound of lovemaking was coming from the balcony next door. What the couple didn’t realize was that they were visual from Kayla’s balcony.

  She didn’t want to keep watching, but the couple was also interracial, and Kayla started imagining it was her and Myles instead of them. The guy also taller than his lady had her pinned against their window where they were being picked up by the glow of the light from their room. Kayla sat mesmerized as he moved his hand down her body in slow motion. The woman seemed to be glistening with some type of oil. As the man’s hand reached her mound, the woman parted her legs granting him entry. His fingers slowly entered her, and Kayla gasped along with the woman.

  She rose from her chair but not before she saw the man thrust up into the woman from behind as his fingers were still thrusting in and out of her weeping pussy. Kayla stumbled into the chair as she tried to quicken her steps away from the erotic sights. If she didn’t get away faster, she would be offering that man her pussy to ram next. She giggled at the thought.

  Safely inside her room, she laid down to rest a little, but before she could get comfortable, she heard several knocks. “Damn, so much for that,” she grumbled walking to the door.

  At the door, were all four of her sisters, just as she anticipated from the varying degrees of loud knocking.

  Rachel again wanting to stir the pot, asked outright, “So how was it, I mean is his tongue skilled, curved, and long? After that kiss earlier, I just know you met him in this room and spread your legs as soon as we went our separate ways.”

  Reia blurted out, “Sis, don’t try denying that anything happened! Myles’ ass left you breathless this afternoon. So, horny women everywhere need to know and I for one, vote on your pussy’s behalf. Shit, I hear her weeping from here.”

  Kayla laughed as she couldn’t keep up with all the questions, so she answered the one she felt would satisfy them temporarily, “I’m not sure what you’re talking about, I haven’t seen Myles since we all seen him on the island.”

  Silence ensued as each of the women pondered the events from not only this afternoon but previous times as well.

  Kayla shivered from the memory as well as the other erotic episodes with Dr. Feelgood.

  Caressa started laughing giving Kayla a knowing look, “Sis, first off, did you forget that we saw Myles in your room a few days ago in just a robe? And did you just shiver? I’m now convinced that his tongue is more than impressive based on your shiver alone.”

  Fighting back the grin wanting to break free at how accurate Caressa’s assessment was, Kayla smirked. “I plead the fifth, Sis.”

  Jocelyn entered the conversation, “Plead the fifth? Humph, does that mean he gave you five orgasms with that tongue of his? Or is pleading the fifth, synonymous for something else kinky?”

  With the attempt at silence failing now, Kayla cracked up. “I’m gonna need y’all to go to your rooms and Face Time your men. Clearly, y’all are having some dick withdrawal and trying to live through me. Nothing happened that I’ll admit to anyway.”

  Rachel seemed unable to let it go, “The least you could do is pretend like that tongue action isn’t good, damn. You know I’m single too, and I’m admittedly having some withdrawals. I ain’t got time for this. I’m about to go find me somebody to fuck on this ship!” Rachel stormed out of the room.

  “Jealousy and bitterness just vacated the building,” Reia said laughing hysterically while slapping high fives with Jocelyn.

  At this, Kayla and Caressa fell out laughing. All of the sisters knew that Rachel could be moved to dramatics when she didn’t get her way. But every time the theatrics began, they couldn’t help finding humor in one of the remaining sister’s commentaries to it. Reia had confirmed this with her quick-witted comment.

  Still giggling, Kayla suggested, “How about we get dressed and go check out the nightclub? Fun Times said tonight is White Night. Wanna meet up in Jocelyn’s room in about forty-five minutes?”

  Agreeing to go mix it up in the nightclub together, the girls left Kayla’s room to get dolled up in their white outfits. Jocelyn promised that she would leave a message on Rachel’s room phone with their plans for the evening.

  ~Chapter Eleven~

  An hour and a half later, the sisters were leaving Jocelyn’s room wearing their varying degrees of white. Each sister had chosen outfits that were an indication of her personality.

  Caressa had picked a white skater dress with a plunging neckline that showcased her double D’s. On her feet, she wore a fabulous pair of open toe stiletto heels in a deep shade of royal blue with silver and royal blue jewels on top.

  Reia was outfitted in a backless white dress that rose slightly above her knees. She paired it with a pair of silver wedge heels that crisscrossed over her foot and they also contained tiny silver gems on the entire shoe.

  Rachel, having received the message was in a white mini bodycon style dress that had a cross effect and stopped mid-thigh. Being more of a risk taker and searching for a bedmate, she paired it with 4-inch multi-colored stilettos that crisscrossed to mid-calf and tied into a bow.

  Kayla entering the hall next, wanted to make a strong and dramatic statement. She’d selected a white club dress that could be classified as a sexy halter style dress. The dress hugged every one of her curves as it rose up past her thigh with an illusion at her body hidden beneath. It also had a deep V cut that stopped just below her breast line. The back of the dress was backless with crisscrossed rose red jeweled straps. She paired it with elegant rose red stiletto heels with crisscross straps to her mid-calf.

  Jocelyn, closing her door stepped into the hall in a floral white lace dress that came to her mid-thigh. On her feet were a pair of purple, red-bottomed stilettos with an ankle strap and bows on the back.

  Looking each other over, they determined that they were club ready and headed to the elevator to party. All five women were getting hard stares and drooling looks from men as they made their way to the club. Little did the men know that only Rachel and Kayla were single and ready to mingle. Caressa, Reia, and Jocelyn simply enjoyed the boost to their egos and made a mental note to send front and back pictures to their men. The music from the nightclub could be heard before they even got close and feeling the excitement, they started bobbing their heads when they heard Booty Meat Down by Kstylis.

  Entering the club, the girls began dropping it low, demonstrating the main lyric of the song.

  The DJ clocked them coming in dancing and he switched to Kstylis’ Pretty Girl Twerk while saying, “This goes out to the hot girls who just entered the club in a vision of white. My GAWD y’all, got my mouth watering and my dick swelling. Twerk something girls.”

  Rachel feeling excitement course through her, started bouncing her ass as she twerked something. “Come on Sisters, let’s light this bitch up. Twerk something Joce, twerk Ressa, move something Ree, twerk something Kay!” Rachel yelled out pumping up her sisters.

  Caught up in the music, the sisters started twerking while laughing.

  Unbeknownst to Kayla, Myles was off to the side watching her twerk.

  He’d spotted her when she walked into the club, and he sputtered his drink out of his mouth. He started coughing dramatically while unable to catch his breath. “What the fuck? Where are her damn clothes?” He started stalking towards her but decided to mix it up, to not come off as an arrogant possessive ass.

  Reaching her, he stood there and allowed her to bounce her ass on him. The lower she got, the more her skin was exposed. Knowing what lie between those legs, Myles growled, “Honey Bee, I’m gonna need you to stand up.”

  Kayla who was still caught up in the music did a slow grind back up to a standing position. “How was that Myles?” she purred and walked away back to her sisters.

  Again, Myles lost his ability to speak or breathe, as he hadn’t noticed the back of her dress when he walked over as he was too busy watching her twe
rk from the front. “DAMN!” he spat out as he felt his dick grow painfully hard in his pants.

  The women began dancing off the floor towards an empty booth, feeling the need to get some drinks. They were about to enjoy each other and the men in the room who were salivating from their earlier moves.

  Just as they got seated, a man the perfect shade of milk chocolate sauntered over with his eyes on Rachel. The man stood at about 6 feet with a bald head and goatee. His muscular arms were fighting with his white dress shirt for room in the spotlight. His eyes were a light shade of brown.

  As the sister’s eyes swept down, they could see an impressive dick print, and from the looks of it, this dude was packing. Silently gulping, all conversation halted to see what the man would say.

  “Hey baby, I saw you come in and set this motherfucker off, would you like to dance with me?”

  Rachel still peering into his handsome face took a minute to respond but then replied, “This isn’t dancing music.”

  Snickering, the girls looked at her like she had two heads unable to believe that Ms. Shit Talker was at a loss for words.

  At that same time, the DJ changed up the music. “I think we need to switch from twerking to grinding, what y’all think?” Boyz II Men started playing.

  “Guess my luck just improved baby, this is dancing music,” Mr. Chocolate spoke again, “Now would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”

  Rachel looked stunned, as this dude was fine. Seemingly unable to formulate words, she nodded her head as she stood and put her hand in his open palm.

  Once they got to the dance floor, Rachel laid her head on Mr. Chocolate’s chest as he began singing the lyrics of the song to her, “Nightfall, here we are…Making love histories…Sexual, natural…The feeling that you give me.”

  Rachel took a step back from him for a minute, but when she did, he took one step forward into her and gripped her tighter.

  “Don’t run from me baby, I won’t bite you right here unless you want me to.”

  As the song ended, Rachel looked at her sisters who were intently watching her slow dance with this man. But as soon as that song ended, When We by Tank began playing. So, Rachel and Mr. Chocolate went from slow dancing to slow grinding.

  From her sister’s vantage point, they seemed to be playing out slow fucking, and since Rachel’s dress was short, it was riding higher up her legs.

  Mr. Chocolate began crooning the song in Rachel’s ear in a low seductive voice. He dragged out the “when we fuck” part of the song in her ear.

  Rachel burrowed deeper into him.

  “Baby, all you gotta do is come to my room. I will make these lyrics very real for you,” he promised.

  Rachel needing to grab this sexy dish of chocolate goodness he was serving up on a platter purred, “Right behind you sexy, lead the way.”

  The sisters sat at the table with their mouths dropped open as Rachel, and Mr. Chocolate exited the nightclub.

  “Well damn, Sis ‘bout to get it messing with some hot steaming chocolate,” Reia said in awe.

  The DJ being good at his job switched tracks again. “Let’s stick with this grind fest as it proved to be magical for at least one lucky couple. Who will be next?” He laughed into the mic. His next tracked dropped with hella base.

  “Oh shit, it’s about to get heated up in here now,” Caressa giddily said clapping her hands together. “Check out this sexy so and so walking towards us with his eyes on Kayla. Where’s Myles? Looks like he got some competition tonight!”

  “Excuse me, lovely lady, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”

  Kayla peered up from her glass to see a man standing at about 5’ 10 but not as defined as Myles or the chocolate melt that Rachel just left with. But he had a sexy swag going for himself, and he looked like he could move. “What the hell, let’s go. What’s your name? I like to be somewhat acquainted with the men that will be groping me.” Kayla smirked forgetting that she wasn’t technically available any longer.

  “My name is James and yours?”

  “Kayla, good to meet you, James.”

  Hitting the dance floor, the second verse of the song was playing, and James turned Kayla around, so her back was facing his front. Swaying to the music, he began a slow grind on her ass. He leaned down and started humming the lyrics in her ear.

  You don’t need a shower, you already wet.

  Know that pussy power, telling me I ain’t ready yet.

  I say, “Fuck it,” face my fears, baby.

  Every time Chris Brown sang, “Boom shakalaka” James ground her harder.

  The action caused Kayla to back it up on him slowly.

  Little did Kayla know, Myles was growing aggravated by the display before him.

  “This motherfucker thinks he is doing something. And it appears that I need to show my Honey Bee that I’m the only man that will be grinding on that ass.” He strutted off towards the DJ. “Can you play Tank’s Fuckin Wit Me? I need to make a statement.”

  “Oh yeah, you definitely bout to make a statement with that one, here you go.” The DJ quickly switched to Tank.

  Myles waited by the DJ booth until the song hit a specific part, then he walked toward Kayla and the bastard trying to make her his conquest for the night. “Punk ass dude better get up earlier, fuckin with me. That ass is mine and he’s going to learn today not to fuck with her.” Stalking forward, Myles’ gaze met Kayla’s, and he winked as the song hit the lyrics he was waiting for.

  Every time I lick it, you be losin it.

  These young boys didn’t know what to do wit it.

  You got it all on my face, I love the way that it taste.

  By the time the song got to “When you” Myles was in front of Kayla. He dipped down low, so his hips met her pelvic area. When his hips reached hers, he lunged a thrust upward causing her to stumble slightly.

  James had stopped moving behind her, and his eyes were sending Myles a challenge.

  His loss was that Myles knew Kayla’s body intimately, so he plunged upwards again, this time Kayla moaned loud enough for both men to hear. Myles, feeling victorious stepped closer to her and moved toward her mouth. Getting within reach, he locked onto her lips and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth.

  Kayla, unprepared for the assault, stopped dancing altogether.

  Myles pulled her out of the other man’s reach and further into his. Stepping closer to her, he began to ravish her mouth in a kiss that brokered no argument about who she would be leaving with.

  Gasping and applause sounded off around the nightclub as Kayla’s sisters feeling the need to protect her, came and made a circle around them.

  Jocelyn turned toward the man still standing there in amazement, expressed in her best television host voice, “You Sir, are the weakest link. Goodbye.”

  Myles, seeing only Kayla came up from the kiss and breathed out, “Unless you want me to lay you down on this floor and fuck you senseless, Honey Bee, I suggest we get out of here now.”

  Kayla still dazed from the kiss Myles delivered and only barely hearing his words whispered, “Ok, Myles.”

  Myles leaned down and picked Kayla up in a caveman type hold then tossed her over his shoulder. This bold action caused the entire nightclub to go up in applause and hoots.

  Jocelyn, Caressa, Reia having watched their single sisters get men for the night followed behind Myles, cheering him on with the rest of the club.

  ~Chapter Twelve~

  Myles, forgetting Kayla’s dress only covered a snippet of her pussy quickly remembered when the men in the hallways kept stopping to stare as if mesmerized. Growling, he yelled to everybody within earshot, “Unless you motherfuckers want to lose your life, I suggest you look away, right mother fucking now.” He then stopped in his journey to pull off his blazer and cover Kayla with it. Once that was done, he swooped down and picked her up again. This time, he carried her in a cradle to his body making sure no part of her was exposed to anybody but him. With each step toward h
er room, his thoughts raced with how to punish her for her behavior and this thing she called a dress.

  Reaching Kayla’s room, he spat out, “Kayla, where is your damn key?”

  Kayla wordlessly handed him her room key.

  As soon as Myles got in the room, he stood her up on her feet and proceeded to rip the little ass dress from her body. “You won’t be wearing that shit again. Do you know how hard my dick is from seeing you shake your ass all over that club tonight? Or how bad I wanted to beat that guy’s ass when he started grinding on you? That’s ok, Honey Bee, you are about to learn tonight.” He then reached down and ripped her thong from her body without taking his eyes off her. “I wondered all night if you were wearing any damn underwear underneath that damn dress. I’m glad to know that you had a scrap of covering on this pussy. Those men in the hall stared so damn long, I thought I would have to kill a motherfucker or maybe even two,” he said all of this while walking her back until she was against the wall. “Since you like dancing so much, this position should be great to start this night off with. I like to call this… The Dancer.” He smirked as he removed his clothes while pinning Kayla to the wall with a look of retribution if she moved.

  Fully naked, he stepped back long enough to lift Kayla’s left leg. Holding her leg in place, he warned her, “Hold on to the wall baby,” and entered her in one quick thrust.

  Kayla’s breath was sucked from her lungs. “Oooh Myles.”

  He eased out and thrust back in, and at that moment, he realized that this feeling was unlike the other times. It was almost too much for his cock to take, in fact. He stopped his thrust while silently cursing his brief mistake. “Shit, Honey Bee, I forgot the condom. See what you do to me? Don’t move.” He strode over to his pants to retrieve a condom from his wallet. Ripping the wrapper open as if he were Jaws ripping into flesh, he quickly rolled the condom onto his hard dick. Walking back to her, he spoke softly, “I’m so sorry baby, you got me so crazy I hadn’t even thought about protecting you. I’ll be more conscious in the future.” With no more talking, he penetrated her again this time with a punishing thrust.