Ricky screamed his name out passionately as he moved in and out of her. “Ooh, baby, Quentin, baby, I love you so much.”
“What else you love?”
“I love this dick, baby. I love the way you give it to me daddy.”
“Hmm, I love this pussy. You acting like you don’t want to give it to me, though.”
“Let me get this right. You want me to really give it to you?” Ricky asked as she began throwing it at him hard, bucking her hips up and down wildly.
“Oh Ricky, damn, Ricky.” Quentin kissed her wildly, biting down on her bottom lip and sucking it as they both began to climax. His body shook and jerked uncontrollably as he released himself into her. Doing her usual trick, she flexed her inner muscles around his dick, squeezing every drop out of him.
Quentin shook his head from side to side, “Whew girl, I think we might’ve just made our fourth baby.”
“I hope not.” Ricky rolled her eyes.
“Why? I thought we both wanted five.”
“I meant, not right now.” Ricky wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled.
“Only because I want to have plenty more nights like this in the weeks and months to come.”
Knowing that it was her treat for him the night before, which had set everything in motion Quentin looked her directly in the eye and said, “Thank you, Ricky.”
“For what, baby?”
“Catering to me.”
Her smile became even brighter as ran her fingers through his hair and jokingly sang, “I catered to my man; now he caters to me!”
K. Elliott presents Fantasy
Purpose Pussy
Thomas Long
Even though it was the middle of the day, the mood was set just right for some freaky shit to go down. Delicia had the sweet mandarin-flavored scent of satsuma oil emanating throughout her apartment thanks to her oil burner. The curtains were closed shut to prevent any sunlight from entering the room. The light that came from the candles, which were strategically positioned throughout the house, was all the light needed for what she had on the agenda today. She had taken the day off from work for this special event. She had a perfectly chilled bottle of Möet waiting in an ice bucket on her coffee table in front of her plush creamcolored sofa. She programmed the CD changer to play all of Jamie Foxx’s slow jams. Every song she selected was raunchy and guaranteed to get her partner in the mood for some headboard-bangin’, booty-smackin’, nonstop sex.
Delicia had on sexy red silk lingerie that screamed “Come sex me right now!” to any man that would have walked into the room with her at that moment. It hugged every curve of her voluptuous body. It was kind of a waste for her to wear it because once her special guest saw her in it, she was sure that he would be so overwhelmed by her beauty that he wouldn’t hesitate to rip it off of her. She lay back on the couch and awaited her guest’s arrival. She watched Jason’s Lyric for the umpteenth time. She was at the part in the movie where Jada Pinkett and Allen Payne made love on a blanket spread out in the grass. Every time she saw that scene in the movie it got her juices flowing. She loved herself some Allen Payne ever since she saw him play G Money in New Jack City. She had fantasized many a nights about running her fingers through his curly hair while he was inside of her.
As she watched the movie, her hands made their way down to her sweet spot. She slid her thong to the side and teased her clitoris until it throbbed with the sexual anticipation of a man’s hardness up against it. She spread her legs wide across the couch and inserted her fingers into her vagina to feel the moisture that had begun to flow. Her nipples were ripe for sucking. She took one of them into her mouth and pleased it with her tongue. Her sexual odyssey was interrupted when she heard a knock at her front door. She fixed her clothes and got up to answer the door. She turned off the television and turned on the stereo. When she opened the door, her eyes were pleasantly surprised. Her special guest wasn’t Allen Payne, but he was fine enough to do her just right.
“Come on in,” Delicia said. She opened the door all the way for her guest to enter her apartment. His name was James. He came into her apartment and was frozen dead in his tracks when he got a full view of her in her lingerie. He tried to play it cool, but his sinful thoughts showed all over his face.
“Very nice.” James said in his smooth baritone voice. As they walked over to the couch, he couldn’t take his eyes off her ass when she walked in front of him. She had an ass like Buffy the Body with a small waist and wide hips. Damn, I’m a lucky man! I’m glad I took that 50 mg Viagra before I came over here. I’m gonna need it to handle all of this ass! he thought.
“Do you want something to drink? I have some champagne if you’re thirsty,” Delicia said. She sat down on the couch and crossed her satiny smooth legs slowly and seductively.
James joined her on the couch. “Yeah, I’ll have a glass,” James replied. Her breasts peeked through her ensemble and made his mouth water. He took a sip of champagne to cool off.
“Let’s make a toast. I wanna toast to new friendships,” Delicia said.
“To new friends,” James said. They tapped their glasses and
devoured the champagne.
“I’m glad you stopped being scared and decided to finally
take me up on my offer,” Delicia said as she sipped on her third
glass of champagne. She was feeling the effects of the alcohol. “Well, I have to admit that you made it hard for me to resist,”
James said as he poured himself another glass of Möet. He also
felt a little buzz from the champagne.
“Are you talking about little innocent ole’ me? I didn’t do
anything but just be myself,” Delicia said playfully. She
seductively ran her fingers through her shoulder-length hair. “Being you is more than enough for any man. Can I use your
restroom?” James asked.
“It’s right over there behind you. The light is on the left-hand
side when you open the door. Don’t get lost in there,” Delicia
said jokingly. She watched James from behind as he walked to
the bathroom. Yeah, I’ma turn this nigga out. When I’m done,
he’s gonna be fiendin’ for this kitty kat! I got something for his
ass. He just doesn’t know what he done got himself into fucking
with me. A bitch got major plans for him, she thought. James Blackmon was a young, successful brother with good
looks and money in the bank. He had a medium brown
complexion with thick eyebrows and a thin goatee. He wore his
hair closely cut with a tight, bald fade. He was six feet tall with
bulging biceps and triceps. He was always mistaken for an NFL
football player due to his athletic build. He used to be a high
school football star at the Baltimore Polytechnic Institute. He
played the running back position and ran the forty-yard dash in
4.4 seconds flat. He led the city in rushing yards his junior and
senior years. He had hundreds of athletic scholarships thrown
his way in his senior year, but they all dried up once he blew his
knee out in the final game of the season. With his football career
over, he decided to focus on his academic pursuits.
James was graduated from the University of Baltimore School
of Law at the top of his class. He managed to get a job working
for the biggest law firm in town, Snyder, Lebowitz, and
McMillan. They started him out with a low, six-figure salary. He
drove a lightning-fast red convertible Corvette and lived in a
plush estate in the Owings Mills New Town section of West
Baltimore County with his wife, Arnell, and their two children.
It appeared as though he had the ideal suburban family life and
everything that a man could want. However, a man would
always be
a man—no matter how good a woman he had at home. His wife was beautiful, but she couldn’t satisfy his insatiable sexual appetite. That was why he was trying to get his freak on
with a hood rat like Delicia at the moment.
James and Delicia had met at the law firm where they both
worked. She was a temporary secretary hired to fill in for his
full-time secretary, who was out on maternity leave. Once she
saw how handsome her new boss was, Delicia had it set in her
mind that she would take full advantage of this temporary job
and make it into a full-time opportunity to get ahead. She did
everything in her power to entice James from the first day she
started work. She wore form-fitting skirts that showed off her
best asset—her pear-shaped ass. She always made sure she had
on a blouse that displayed her 36 C cup breasts. She rarely wore
a bra and loved to stand in front of James showing off her deep
dark chocolate nipples that were always rock hard. She would
bend over in front of him in his office and act as though she’d
accidentally dropped something so that he could get a nice view
of her very spankable rear end. She knew that the attraction was
mutual by the way he flirted back with her. When Delicia found
out that he was married, it only increased her attraction to her
new boss. The fact that he was another woman’s man made her
panties wet and got her competitive juices flowing. It took about
two months of their flirting back before it led up to today’s visit
at her place.
When James returned to the living room, he wasn’t prepared
for what was before his eyes. Delicia was stretched out across
the couch butt naked. Her legs were spread wide open in an
inviting manner. Her clean-shaven private area looked tasty. She
spread her pussy lips so that he could get a better view. James’s
heart began to race from excitement. He felt a bulge growing in
his jeans. She took her finger and motioned for him to come join
her. He walked towards her. He towered over her and admired
her flexibility.
“Damn, you don’t waste any time, do you? I like a woman
that knows what she wants,” James said. He grabbed the bulge
in his pants and rubbed it.
“Well, I like a man that knows how to give me what I want.
Bring them sexy lips over here and make me feel good,” Delicia requested sexily. Delicia’s enchanting hazel eyes grew wide when she saw the huge print in his jeans. His dick begged to be set free from its denim cage. She grabbed a hold of his front pocket and
pulled him down towards her.
James got down between her legs and passionately kissed the
insides of her thighs. He blew on the wetness that his tongue left
behind. The cool air up against her skin made Delicia’s stomach
quiver. James slowly ran his lips and tongue up and down her
hairy legs. He worked his way down to her feet and sucked on
her toes one at a time. The sweet sensation made Delicia’s
whole body tingle. When he was done, he spread her legs apart
and dove headfirst into the poonani His tongue made circles
around her pussy lips. He kissed them intensely before he took
her clit into his mouth. He sucked on her clit and licked it at the
same time without stopping to take a breath. He took two fingers
and inserted them inside of her. He worked them around with
care and precision. He could tell that she was enjoying it by the
way her body responded.
After thirty minutes of cunnilingus and finger-fucking her, he
felt fluid erupt from Delicia’s opening.
“That’s right, make that cum flow, baby. You got a sick head
game, nigga!” Delicia said as she held his head between her
thighs. Her grip was so tight that she damn near snapped his
neck. Her juices were all over his face.
“I aim to please,” James said coolly. He smiled because he
knew he did his job well. He took his hand and wiped her wetness
from his face.
“I ain’t mad at that, boo. We need to take this thing in the other
room. You won round one, but I got a trick for that ass,” Delicia
promised. She got up off the couch and led him into her bedroom.
When they entered the bedroom, she pushed James down onto her
king-size bed and stood over him. She admired his muscular body.
Her imagination ran wild with images of what she was about to
do with this sexy black man in front of her.
“I love a woman that knows how to take charge. My wife
always wants me to initiate things when we have sex,” James said. “Well, you ain’t with ya wife, sweetie. You’re with a woman
that knows how to please a man. Now shut up and let me do
what I do,” Delicia commanded.
“It’s your world, baby. I’m at your mercy,” James said
submissively.
Delicia took her tongue and ran it across his chest. The scent
of his Armani Black Code cologne enticed her nostrils and
increased her desire for him. She worked her way down toward
his midsection and kissed his finely shaped six-pack. She
clutched his penis and proceeded to bring James oral pleasure.
James watched as his dick melted in her mouth and was aroused
by the movements of her hand. Delicia was a bonafide head
doctor. She knew what she was doing.
“Damn, baby. Your head game is right on the money, too.
Work them lips, mommy!” James shouted in sheer delight.
Delicia went at it even harder until her jaws got sore. She felt
him about to cum and stopped.
“I wanna ride this big pole,” Delicia said. She reached over
and pulled a condom off her nightstand and opened the package.
She took the Magnum condom out of the wrapper and slid it on
his dick with her mouth. Once it was secured, she mounted his
dick slowly.
“Work that dick, baby!” James yelled. They went at it like
two wild animals. Delicia had that bombin’, comeback pussy
because once you got it, a nigga would be beggin’ for a shot to
come back and get some more.
“That’s right, nigga; tell Mommy how good this pussy is to
you. Whose dick is this?” Delicia asked James as she straddled
his erect penis. She dug her fingernails into his chest lightly. She
clawed at his chest playfully like a kitten.
“It’s your dick, baby. This pussy is the truth. It’s everything
you said it was gonna be. Don’t stop. Oooh, yeah, keep riding
that dick, bitch!” James exclaimed.
Delicia obliged him by picking up the pace of her hip
movements. She twirked that thing on him like it was nobody’s
business. James’s rock-hard member held its own inside her
garden of lust. He kept up with her every movement without
missing a stroke. He lifted her ass up in the air as he pumped his hips toward and away from her. Her abdominal muscles tensed up. Cum oozed down her leg. Her toes curled up into a ball. This
nigga, James, is no joke! she thought.
Delicia put the palms of her hands up against the wall to keep
her balance as she grinded on top of him fiercely. She tightened
up the muscles in her pussy walls. The friction made the head of
his pe
nis eager to release the fluid it contained. However, James
wasn’t going out like a five-minute brother. He did what any
seasoned playa would do in this situation: He thought about
something other than the good pussy he was all up in, something
to prolong his erection. The fact that he was almost about to bust
off didn’t go unnoticed by Delicia. She could tell by how tightly
he held his eyes closed and gritted his teeth every time she
gyrated her hips. She knew that the slippery juices that flowed
down her love canal were too much for most men to handle
when she released them. Her pussy was like a spider’s web:
Once you got caught up in it, it was hard to get back out of the
trap. James was at her mercy. She went in for the kill. “I got your ass right where I want you. I’ve wanted your fine
ass from the first time I saw you, but I had to make you wait to
get some of this good lovin’. I told you to be careful what you
wished for because once I put it on you, I was gonna make you
my love slave,” Delicia bragged. She wiggled that ass to the left
and then to the right. She grinded on his dick so fast, you could
hear her butt cheeks clap together. As good as she was with her
sex game, James wasn’t a slouch in the bed, either. She forced
him to bring out his A game. He could talk just as much shit as
she could—and back it up with his wicked long stroke. “I can handle that phat ass, baby. You’re talking loud but
ain’t saying nothing. Yeah, this pussy is the bomb, but I got
something for that ass that will make you beg for mercy,” James
said just as cockily. Before she knew what was going on, James
flipped her over on her side without taking his dick out the pussy.
He put his dick into power-drive mode as he worked her vagina
like a construction worker with a jack hammer. He looked her
dead in her eyes to send her the mental message that he was
serious with his shit. He took his hand and wiped the sweat from
his brow. They both were drenched in each other’s perspiration. “Ooh, yeah, now that’s what I’m talking about! I like a nigga
that knows how to beat the pussy up. Make me sweat, baby. I
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