Carl Weber's Kingpins

by Brittani Williams

  My goal definitely wasn’t to achieve premature ejaculation so I listened to his request and slowed down my pace just enough to keep him aroused.

  I stood up from my squatting position and with one hand still firmly wrapped around his stiff penis I moved in close so that we were face to face, and I kissed him on the lips. He obliged and hungrily stuck his tongue into my mouth and swiftly massaged mine with his. I released my grip and used both hands to press on his shoulders, guiding him down to the cherry-wood floor. Without hesitation he took my cue and was lying down on the floor with his dick pointed straight in the air still stiff as wood. I was now standing over him and before squatting to make contact, I took two of my fingers and put them near my mouth. I gathered up spit and let it drip from my lips onto the tips of my index and middle fingers. Using the saliva as lubricant I rubbed my fingers across my clit then guided them into my pussy. I was staring him in the face as I bit my bottom lip and finger fucked myself for a minute while he stroked his dick and returned my stare.

  “Come on and sit on this dick,” he said while still stroking his dick up and down.

  Without a response I squatted down and used my right hand to guide his dick inside of me. It immediately filled my walls and tickled my G-spot. “Oh shit, this feels good,” I moaned as I almost erupted from the feeling of a warm piece of meat. Though I was a little out of practice, just like riding a bike once you learn how to ride a dick you never forget. With my feet planted on the floor, I rocked and swirled my hips at a steady pace tapping my clit with my fingers. “Is this pussy good to you?” I asked, though I knew for certain he was enjoying the pleasure that I was giving him.

  “Yes, this pussy is magnificent,” he replied with his hands on one ass cheek each guiding me up and down. I felt like all of the built-up adrenaline was finally flowing free and as my ass slapped up against him I could hear all of my juices and my pussy walls making a sucking sound.

  “Ooooooh, shit, girl,” was what he muttered as I picked up speed and swirled my hips faster. I could feel myself nearing an orgasm and as much as I wanted this encounter to last.

  “Ooooooh,” I yelled as my body began to shake, my legs began to tremble beneath me, and the cum that had been bottled up inside of me was slowly oozing down the shaft of his dick. After reaching that peak of sensitivity where your body shakes uncontrollably with every movement, I got up off of him so that he could stand. I got down on my knees in front of him once again and placed his dick in my mouth. This time, I needed him to release his load so I was working overtime to make sure that he did just that. I continued to suck him off, and I didn’t let go. I used every dick sucking technique that I had ever seen, done, or heard of.

  “Oh, shit. Oh, shit. I’m gonna cum,” he yelled.

  I released his dick from my lips, and he quickly began to jerk it back and forth. “Open your mouth,” he said, intertwined with a moan. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, and he released all of his cum in and around my mouth. I moaned with him and rubbed the remnants of his cum off with my fingers and then licked them with my tongue. “Damn, that was intense,” he said as he looked down at me.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Charge It to the Game

  Alisha

  2006

  “Your total is $4,565.95,” the female cashier said. “Will that be cash or charge?”

  “Cash,” Desi said, pulling a wad of cash from his left pocket. He peeled off hundred after hundred, and passed it to the cashier. She looked at him in shock probably assuming that he was a criminal.

  In this case, her assumption was right. Desi was a criminal, a drug lord to be exact. Shit, my man was doing damn good in the business, too. I didn’t need for anything, but a bitch was spoiled so I wanted just about everything I saw. I couldn’t help it. He’d made me that way. After the cashier counted and marked each bill to be sure they were legit, she handed Desi my bags, and we were on our way.

  “Thank you, baby,” I said, kissing him on the cheek.

  “It ain’t shit. You know I’d do anything for you.” He smiled.

  “So what’s next?” I asked.

  We were in New York City for our two-year anniversary. We walked out of Bergdorf Goodman and made our way to the garage where he’d parked. “Damn, can you just be surprised for once?”

  “You know I hate surprises. I like to know what I’m walking into.”

  “You gotta chill, babe, seriously. I got this.” He smiled, and grabbed a hold of my hand.

  I loved this man more than any other man in my life. We’d had our rough times, but nothing that would make me leave him. Sure, he’d cheated, but what man doesn’t? I’d worked too hard for this relationship to let another bitch steal him away.

  “Okay, since today is a special one, I’m going to trrr-ryyyyy to sit on my hands.” I laughed.

  He knew just as well as I did that wasn’t possible. I always spoke my mind, and it never mattered to me whether you wanted to hear what I had to say or not. Hell, when I first met Desi I was fighting a chick in a neighborhood bar. I wasn’t liked by too many people, especially women, mostly because all of their men wanted me. I couldn’t help it. I’d always been a bad bitch, but I could also hold my own. I was trashing this chick when a pair of strong arms pulled me off of her. Desi ushered me out of the bar and into his car to avoid being picked up by the cops. We’d been together ever since.

  He turned on his radio and immediately began bobbing his head to the music. Jay-Z’s The Black Album filled every inch of the car. I laid my head back on the headrest and glanced out of the window, hoping I could figure out where we were headed.

  Within twenty minutes we arrived at the upscale Chinese restaurant Mr. Chow. I’d never eaten there before, but I’d heard about it being a hot spot for celebrities. I smiled as we entered the restaurant that was filled with tables all covered in white tablecloths. There was a man off to the side putting on a show, making noodles with his hands. I was excited. I didn’t know what else Desi had planned, but I was anxious to find out. We were seated at a small table and immediately taken care of.

  “Desi, what are you doing?” I asked.

  He was far from romantic. He was more the type to throw you hush money.

  “What do you mean? I can’t take my woman out someplace special?”

  “It’s just not like you, so I’m just trying to figure out what you are up to.”

  Where I was from, people only did nice things for you when they wanted something or they were trying to make up for some foul shit they’d done. I hoped that it wasn’t the latter. It was hard being optimistic with my background. I wasn’t handed anything. Everything that I’d achieved I’d gone through a heap of shit to gain.

  “Well, I bought you another gift. You wanna see it?”

  “Of course I wanna see it!”

  Just then the waiter came over to the table, and set a small box down in front of me. “For you, miss,” he said before smiling and walking away.

  “What is this?” I asked, afraid to touch it.

  “Open it and see.”

  I picked up the box, and slowly opened it. I almost fainted when I was hit by the glistening of the huge diamond ring nestled inside of the box. In front of me was a yellow princess-cut diamond ring, at least five karats. I was afraid of it, and even more afraid of what it implied. Was this what I thought it was? I was in shock and speechless.

  “Babe,” he called out.

  I was still silent as I admired the flawless stone.

  “Babe,” he called out once again.

  “Yes,” I replied, finally looking up from the box.

  “So what do you say?”

  “What do you mean? Are you asking me to marry you?” I asked, holding one hand on my chest, because I was sure I was about to go into cardiac arrest.

  “That’s exactly what I mean. You’ve been down wit’ me since day one, and it’s about time that we make it official.”

  I jumped up from my seat, and ran around to
his. “Yes, baby, yes! I will marry you!” I screamed.

  The patrons of the restaurant began clapping and whistling. I’d forgotten they were even there as I planted the most sensual kiss on his lips. I wanted to straddle him right there, but I contained my excitement. He took the box from my hand and removed the ring before placing it on my finger. I held it up in the air, and admired it some more. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry I’d ever laid my eyes on. I couldn’t imagine the price tag. I couldn’t wait to get it appraised to see just how much he thought I was worth.

  “Do you think we can get our food to go?” I whispered in his ear.

  “To go? Babe, this is Mr. Chow not Mr. Lee on the corner.” He laughed.

  “Yes. I can’t wait to show you how happy I am. I’m going to fuck you like it’s the last piece I’ll ever get.”

  He burst into laughter. “You are crazy, but that’s why I love you.” He leaned in to kiss me.

  I got up off of his lap and went back to my seat. The waiter came and looked at us both crazy when we asked him to box the food up. I was sure he knew what that was about. Once our food was packaged, we headed to the parking garage. You couldn’t slap the smile off my face. I was happier than I’d ever been in my life. I thought that I already had it all, but this was just the icing on the cake.

  Once we began the drive to the hotel, I was quiet. I just wanted to reach the room and show him what I was working with. We reached the Four Seasons hotel in record time. I assumed he was as eager as I was. Inside the room there were roses laid out all over, a bottle of Dom in the ice bucket, and chocolate-covered strawberries nearby. He’d gone all out for me. My mouth was wide open, filled with disbelief and amazement.

  “Where is my man at? Because I’m convinced there is a stranger here,” I asked as he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt secure in his arms as if our bond was forever. It felt unbreakable at that moment.

  “I’m not your man anymore. I’m your fiancé and soon to be your husband,” he whispered in my ear.

  I turned around to face him and immediately leaned in for a kiss. Our tongues massaged each other’s as his hands began to softly caress my lower back. My pussy was so moist I could feel the juices making their way to my upper thigh. As he moved closer, I could feel his dick hardening through his jeans. I couldn’t think of anything better than to release it.

  I reached down, and unzipped his pants while we continued to kiss. Once his dick was free I stroked the shaft. He palmed my face with both hands and kissed me more intensely as I worked on his stiff piece. I wanted to suck it. I wanted it in my mouth at that very second. I pulled my face away from his and stared at him. Neither of us said a word. He backed up toward the bed while removing his pants and shirt. I followed suit and removed my dress.

  Once he sat down on the bed I got down on my knees and quickly stuffed his dick in my mouth. The taste was delicious. He was blessed with a dick that was long and thick so I stretched my mouth wide to fit it inside. With my deep throating skills, I could get all of it down past my tonsils. Each time he held on to the back of my head and moaned loudly. That excited me, only making for a more intense blowjob. I would only come up for air when I thought he was nearing an eruption. I wasn’t trying to end the night that quickly.

  “Babe, you gotta stop,” he moaned.

  I giggled a little before I stopped since I knew if he said stop, that meant, “I’m about to bust all in your mouth in a minute.”

  “Come here,” he said, pulling me up from the floor.

  He leaned back on the bed and pulled me up over his face. He began French kissing my clit. I almost came immediately. With his thick-ass lips and his strong tongue, I held it together for only a couple minutes before my body was trembling. He licked, and sucked me into five consecutive orgasms before pulling me down to sit on his dick.

  It slid in with ease, and I went to work riding him like a trained horse jockey. My walls were filled with his warmth as he hit my G-spot continuously. Sweat was dripping off of me despite how cold the room was from the air conditioning. My body temperature had to be feverish. We continued until both of our bodies fell limp, and I rested on his chest before falling to sleep. I loved this man, and there wasn’t any other person I’d rather be with.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Virginity

  Desire

  “Where are you taking me?” I asked with my hands stretched out in front of me.

  “I told you that it was a surprise,” he said as he held me by the hand, slowly guiding me.

  At eighteen, the only surprises that I was used to weren’t good ones. I never knew what was coming although I was prepared for anything. It was my birthday and, for once, I was looking forward to it. For once, I didn’t have to worry about my mother forgetting or my sister trying to convince me that she didn’t buy my card and sign our mother’s name. I would’ve never expected Dontay to be so thoughtful and caring. From what you heard on the street, you’d have thought he was the meanest and nastiest person on earth. I’d been privileged to see a different side of him and, for me, it was a blessing.

  “Please, just give me a little hint?” I whined. I knew he wouldn’t tell me, but it was worth a try.

  “We’re almost there, just chill. I told you that patience is a virtue. Good things come to those who wait. I know that you’ve heard that one before,” he said. I heard the sound of music. I tried to listen to see if I could figure it out, but no such luck.

  “Almost there. Just a few more steps,” he said before stopping and standing in front of me.

  A few seconds later he removed the blindfold that I had been wearing. I’d hoped that it didn’t mess up my eye makeup and have me standing there looking like a raccoon. In front of me were hundreds of roses, literally. I had never seen so many roses in one place in my life. There were huge bouquets everywhere. Pink and white with an amazing aroma.

  “What is this?” I was shocked. I didn’t even know what to say. For once, I was speechless. I had never seen a sight so breathtaking.

  “It’s your birthday. I wanted to show you how special you are,” he said.

  I looked around the room. I didn’t even know where we were. There was a table in the center of the room that sat on top of rose petals. There were candles on either side of a runner that led to the table. Even on TV I’d never seen anything like it.

  “Come on,” he said, grabbing me by the hand and leading me toward the table.

  He pulled out my chair for me and kissed me on the cheek as he pushed me up to the table. Was I dreaming? Because I never wanted to wake up if so. He sat down on the opposite side of the table.

  “I can’t believe that you did all this for me,” I said. We hadn’t even had sex yet. I thought for sure he would have pressured me into it a very long time ago. I could probably bet on the fact that he’d been sleeping with other women in the meantime. I was just surprised that he was still around. A man in a bow tie appeared carrying a large silver platter with a lid. Dontay nodded at the man who removed the lid. I was expecting dinner to be underneath. A nice steak or some sort of chicken, but there sat a small blue box. The man leaned over to allow me to retrieve it. I was almost afraid of what I would find.

  “Open it,” he said.

  I took a deep breath before I opened it. Sitting there was the biggest diamond I’d ever seen up close. “What is this?” I asked.

  “It’s a promise ring,” he said with a smile. He could probably sense how nervous I was. I probably would’ve passed out if he’d asked me to marry him. I certainly wasn’t ready for that.

  “What is the promise?”

  “That I will never leave you, and that I will never hurt you. I’ve never felt this way about any other woman. Even though we haven’t been intimate, I feel like we have an unbreakable connection. Something that no one could tear apart.”

  “You never cease to amaze me, you know that? Every time I think that things couldn’t get any better, they do.
I never want to know what it feels like to be without you so I will accept this promise ring. I will also promise you the same. Now put it on me,” I demanded.

  Even though it wasn’t an engagement ring, I still wanted him to place it on my finger. He reached across the table and slowly placed it on my ring finger.

  “Thank you. I really appreciate this. It’s beautiful.”

  “There’s more where that came from,” he said just as the guy in the tux appeared again.

  Just like before, he had a silver platter in his hand. This time, the box was a long, slim box. I grabbed it and this time there was a diamond bracelet inside. The diamonds were flawless, shining and glistening with even the slightest movement. I didn’t even have a chance to put it on before the man returned once again with a smaller box. I opened that one to find a key ring with two keys.

  “What are these to?” I asked, confused.

  “One is to my house, and the other is to your new car.”

  “What?” I screamed.

  He just laughed at my excitement. He’d truly outdone himself. It didn’t even matter to me what type of car it was. I would’ve been happy with a Honda at that point. I wanted to be with him forever. I truly didn’t want this to end. After the gift giving was through, the man returned with our food.

  “You’re beautiful, you know that?” he said as he watched me intently.

  I was blushing so hard I was sure that my cheeks were red. I could tell that he was sincere. I hadn’t done anything extra, nothing over the top. I was just myself. Growing up, not many boys looked my way. Even though to some I was drop-dead gorgeous, to some I was hideous. Being of mixed race, there was always a few people who looked at you sideways.

  As time went on, we were closer than close; that is, until I found out about his relationship. My sister always warned me about men like him. She told me that they almost always had someone. I didn’t believe her and because of that, I felt like a damn fool. I went so far as to follow him to watch what was happening before I approached him with it. I wanted to be sure. I wanted proof before bringing it up. Once I had gathered everything, I let him have it. Told him that I was walking away forever. What I didn’t realize was that in the game of love forever doesn’t last forever. Our hearts are very unpredictable.