by B. , Ivory
The captain cruised the seas for a couple of hours as they lay on the deck together. Lucky was lying on his hard chest while he played in her hair massaging her scalp. She looked up at him and kissed him passionately while he rubbed on her ass with his other hand. Lucky reached back and unfastened her bikini top never breaking their kiss. Then it happened, she let him thug that pussy out right there on the open seas, on the deck. There were other boats on the seas in the distance but she didn’t care, she was in love. She thought to herself Oh my god! These people are getting a whole free show if they got binoculars.
The lovers got back to the villa late, ate inside feeding each other and around 1:30 AM they somehow found their selves outside in the private pool attached to their villa. Lucky was under the water while Los sat on the edge of the pool with his legs spread apart and his feet leisurely dangling in the water. She came from underneath the water in between his legs, wiped the water from her face and draped her arms over both his thighs while she continued to kick her legs around in the water. Lucky looked up at Los who was on his phone.
Carlos wrapped up his call then looked down at her with a devilish grin on his face. “What?” she asked suspiciously. “Luck, c’mon.” He said in a seductive way darting his eyes towards his dick. Lucky screwed her face up “Out here? Oh no!” “C’mon Luck nobody going to see us. I’m not even gonna pull it all the way out. I’ll just move my shorts to the side,” He said in a pleading voice. “No Carlos, I’m not doing that out here. Wait until we get back inside.” “Oh it’s like that Lucky? A’ight. I’ma fix ya ass, from now on you on punishment. You not gettin none of this good dick, until I decide to give you some,” He said grabbing at the crotch of his shorts. Lucky looked at him wide eyed and cracked the hell up. “I’m on punishment?” Lucky asked incrediously,“Whateva!” she said as she flipped her hand at him dismissively. “This not a game Lucky. You’ll see when ya little ass get hot, you better learn how to pop ya’self.” “Hahahahaha whateva Carlos,” Lucky laughed. “You acting like you don’t know, my dick game is supreme.” Lucky rolled her eyes, she didn’t say anything because it was the truth, but she wasn’t going to co-sign his comment and blow his ego up anymore than it already was.
“Ma you know I had ya ass hemmed up on the deck like uhh,” Los said bringing his arms down humping in the air. “I beat that pussy like Cochran beat that O.J case.” Lucky just chuckled. “I beat that pussy like a bad child. I murdered that pussy, them people lookin for me right now to put me on trial. Lucky, I had ya lil ass zoning. You was like, Carlos! Carlos, Ohh!” he said imitating Lucky. She felt her ears get red and her cheeks started burning with embarrassment, she swatted water at him. “Shut up!” Carlos laughed hard seeing how truly embarrassed she was and finding it cute. “Nah baby. I’m playin come here.” Just as he was pulling her into him for a kiss his phone went off. He looked at the screen and noticed it was Nice.
“What’s good?” “Yo, come home now. Cut that honeymoon short baby boy.” With that Nice hung up and Los was seething. He knew some shit had gone down. He was upset that he would have to wait to go home to find out just what happened and how bad it was because he never talked over the phone. Lucky could see the immediate change in his mood. “Baby what’s wrong?” Lucky asked with concern, “Lucky” he said sincerely, “I know this your birthday present and all but we gonna have to cut this short. We gotta go back to Philly first thing tomorrow morning.” Lucky was a little disappointed. She was having a ball. She had never had this much fun and stayed at such an expensive and extravagant place in her life. “Okay baby, if we gotta go, we gotta go. Is everything okay? Are you alright?” She asked again with more concern than before. She hoped that it wasn’t anything too serious like a death in the family or anything. Los held both sides of her face and kissed her deeply “We good. Don’t worry. It’s nothin serious.”
That night Lucky tried her luck with him. He was fast asleep on his side looking so good. She slipped her hand in the waist band of his basketball shorts to make her way to her new found best friend.“Yo, Luck, what you doin? I was dead ass when I said you was on a punishment,” he said in a groggy tone, pushing her hand away. Lucky’s jaw damn near hit the floor. She sat there with her mouth wide open glaring at his back. She could not believe this cocky asshole. Los was laying there with his back turned towards her smiling from ear to ear. He knew she was heated but he didn’t care. Lucky was going to have to learn that she was fucking with a grown man now; she wasn’t going to always get her way. Lucky went to sleep that night pissed off at the world.
The Unthinkable
Back in Philly Nice lay in bed beside Ty. He could barely believe that he was there with her. She was sound asleep tangled up in the silk sheets on the bed. The sheets outlined her body and Nice got hard again just looking at her. Her body was all the way live, she was thick in all the right places and those hips were crazy. He rode them things all night long; Ty was a bad bitch period.
He ran into her and some chick she said she worked with at an after hour spot. She had run up on him while he was talking to some chick that he was thinking about sliding with that night. “Umm hmm, Nice you know better. Nigga you ain’t right, you need to be at home with your wife! And five kids instead of out here trying to play bachelor. I should call your wife right now. And you already know she be on the bullshit.” Nice smiled he knew Ty was on some bullshit cause he aint have no wife and damn sure aint have five kids. The chick that he was talking to looked at him with attitude rolled her eyes and walked away.
Nice turned around to face Ty and smiled. “Damn Ma, let me find out you jealous or something,” He said with a wink. Ty’s thong got wet as hell when he winked at her. Nice was a real handsome dude and his swag made him even more desirable. He was like a pretty boy thug and that drove Ty crazy. They both locked eyes on each other until Ebony’s hating ass broke their eye stare down.
“Ty ain’t that the one that we saw on South Street that day? I thought you said he used to fuck with your cousin?” Ebony could see the obvious attraction between the two and she was jealous. She could remember how Ty had seemed to catch an attitude when she inquired about him that day she first saw him on South Street. Ebony decided to remind them both just how scandalous they looked right now. Ty couldn’t mess with him if her cousin did but Ebony defiantly could.
Ty looked at Ebony and was mad she had called her out. Ty didn’t really like her all that much anyways she recognized from the gate that Ebony was the real jealous type. The type of female that always had something negative to say about the next chick, no matter how good a chick looked Ebony would find some hating shit to say, like ohh she could of done better with her weave or something of another. Ty on the other hand gave props where they were do. If a chick was looking dead right then dammit that’s what it was. Ty also noticed the way Ebony critiqued and looked her up and down daily at work to see what she was wearing, as if they were still in high school. Ebony was also a undercover jumpoff. She jumped on one dick hopped off and jumped on another. She tried to hide behind degrees and act high sidditiy, but she wasn’t fooling anyone especially not Ty.
“Yeah shorty and ya point is?” Nice said with a hint of attitude. Ty had to hold her laughter cause she knew Nice and his mouth could get out of control and he held no punches when it came to these hoes. Ebony definitely didn’t know who she was dealing with. Ebony looked at him with attitude crossed her arms across her chest and snaked her neck around. “Well it looked like you was just trying to push up on her, so I’m taking it upon myself to call out the fact you messed with her cousin.” “Ayo, you got me fucked up cause you aint see shit like that. She approached me but she peoples so that’s cool. And even if I was tryna holla what the fuck is it to you?” He didn’t wait for a response instead he turned his attention to Ty. “Yo baby girl little word of advice next time leave ya guard dog at home, she ain’t ready to be out here without a leash,” Nice said to Ty. He looked over at Ebony one last time as he was walking o
ff “And Do something with those damn claws too. They hanging the fuck over the top of ya sandals. You need some Aveeno, baby oil or something; toes got that straight plantation ash on them bitches!” He said loudly pointing at her feet. Niggaz heard that and fell out laughing. A couple of dudes started pointing at her feet. Ebony was so embarrassed it was a shame. “Fuck you!” she screamed back as a retort. Other than that she didn’t have a comeback, she really couldn’t say anything about him. He was that nigga, everything about him was tight. Ty pursed her lips together to contain a laugh that wanted so badly to escape her lips.
“I’m ready to go, fuck these bum niggaz they ain’t on my level.” Ebony hissed. Ty raised an eyebrow that was news to her cause Ebony was just in there trying to pull any and all thug niggaz who looked like they were about they paper. “I’m not ready to go; we just got here 15 minutes ago.” “Well you can stay but I’m out. So how you gonna get home?” Ebony asked. Ty already knew what it was, Ebony wanted someone to beg her and Ty wasn’t the one. Ty cursed herself, she had violated a golden rule that she didn’t follow that night. If you know a chick is funny style ride in different cars, bring your own whip so you won’t be assed out. “Go head if you going, I’ll catch a cab,” Ty said in a nonchalant tone. Ebony glared at her for a few seconds “I’m out,” she said before turning and switching away. Ty was mad as hell that was some real fucked up shit. Friends don’t leave friends, but then she had to check herself because they weren’t really friends. They were co-workers and associates.
Ty sat down at the bar and had a few drinks, nothing too strong realizing she was on her own. After sitting at the bar sipping on a long Island ice tea and bobbing her head to music she was ready to go. Ty wasn’t having fun at all, she felt naked without her girls. Lucky was in Mexico and Keema was being held up in the house with Jah all loved and hugged up. Ty chuckled to herself, those two were the funniest. Ty paid her tab hopped up and started to make her way to the exit.
Nice was posted up on the wall getting right with Buju. He had been watching Ty sitting by herself making sure nothing happened to her, when he noticed Ty start to walk towards the door to leave. “Buj you straight baby?” Buju nodded his head and lifted up his t–shirt slightly to show Nice the 40 glock. Nice dapped Buju out and headed towards the exit trying to catch up to Ty when suddenly his phone began to vibrate on his hip. He looked at the screen and noticed it was Ty. “What up ma?” “Umm,” she said sounding apprehensive. “Did you leave Palmer’s already? Cause I need a ride home.” “Nah I haven’t left. Where you at?” “Right in front of Palmer’s.” Nice heard a dude in the background trying to holla at Ty and that got right under his skin. Ty sucked her teeth at the dude. “I’m coming downstairs now,” He said and hung up.
When he made it outside Ty was standing there looking cold as hell. She was hugging herself tapping her foot to try and keep moving to generate some body heat. Although it was August, it could get really chilly early in the mornings and it was a little after 3am now. Ty gave Nice a once over, damn he was fresh to death as usual. She was really feeling his True Religon jeans the color denim and distress look was nice, but she guessed that’s why they called the nigga nice. His chain was swaying back and forth slightly as he swagged his way over to Ty. Without saying a word he grabbed her up in his strong arms turning her around and buried his face in her neck. Ty’s heartbeat sped fast although she remained calm. He hugged her from behind while walking her towards his car. “You look cold as hell. You need to stop wearing all this little shit before you catch a cold.” His words tickled her ear as he spoke, and she couldn’t help but feel her nipples react. “Little what? I have on jeans and a spaghetti strap shirt.” “This little ass thing ain’t no shirt ma.” Ty sucked her teeth in response to his comment. He let her go once they reached his car and unlocked the door with a chirp from his key chain. Ty froze looking at the car like damn, before she hopped in. “So where ya girl at?” He asked while pulling out of the parking space. Ty didn’t even answer at first she was in awe of his ride it was sick. His Aston Martin was the truth. She had only previously seen him pushing trucks and just figured he was a truck man. “She left,” Ty answered. Nice slammed on the breaks and looked over at Ty with his face screwed up. “She what?! Yo don’t let me ever catch you wit that bitch again, real talk. She don’t mean you no good. How the fuck she just gonna leave you out here? Anything could have happened to you. Shit is real out here; it’s a cold world baby girl. Niggaz could’ve snatched ya ass up off the streets while you waited on a cab and did you dirty,” Nice pulled off angrily. Ty sat there and let his words sink in as he drove towards the highway. She knew what he said was so true, Philly may have been known as the city of brotherly love, it’s funny though people out here rarely showed any. It was a dangerous ass city.
“Baby girl what’s the quickest way to get to your crib from here?” “I don’t wanna go home. I wanna stay with you.” Her response caught Nice totally off guard. He was pulling up to a red light when she made that comment. He stopped at the light looking over at her to make sure he heard her correctly. Ty blushed slightly. “I don’t wanna be by myself tonight. I want to be with you,” She said looking dead into his eyes. “You sure?” Ty bit down on her bottom lip smiling and shook her head up and down. “A’ight,” Nice said reaching over and pinching Ty’s cheek playfully.
To the telly they went. Nice ended up taking Ty to the same hotel Los took Lucky that was both his and Los’s home away from home. They usually crashed there when they were too faded to drive out to their homes which was outside of the city.
To Nice’s surprise Ty didn’t act nervous or timid at all. Nice wanted to play it safe and see where Ty’s head was at, so he sat in a chair in the suite while Ty flopped down on the king sized bed. Nice went about his business of rolling a blunt and began smoking. “Puff, puff, pass,” Ty said. Nice looked over at Ty with surprise. “Oh you know the chief?” “Yup, by first and last name,” Ty said reaching over to grab the blunt from him. Nice chuckled and went to pass her the blunt, their fingers touched and a force of energy ran through the both of them with just that one touch. They both stared at each other but there was no denying that they both felt it. “I didn’t think you blazed. I remember at Los’s party Lucky kept smelling her hair and frowning her face up,” Nice said. Ty chuckled, “Yeah that’s little miss. She don’t smoke, but me and Keema get lifted.” They sat there smoked and talked for over an hour. The more Nice talked to her the more he realized that him and Ty were a lot alike. She was outspoken, blunt, funny as hell and loved saying off the wall shit just like he did. Ty’s mind set was almost like a female version of his own and that was scary.
“Your birthdays in December damn that’s not right. I know you always got cheated as a kid, ya shit too close to Christmas,” said Nice. Ty just laughed. “Yeah so what you’re a winter baby too. As a matter of fact how old are you Nice?” He looked up at her and smiled “How old do I look? She looked in his face and he didn’t look a day older than 22-23 even though she knew he was older. He had a serious boyish handsomeness about him. “I don’t know 22 or 23.” Nice chuckled “Add three more years to that Ma.” Ty’s mouth dropped open. “Hell no! I don’t believe you, homie you gon need more people. I need proof,” she said standing up walking over to him. He looked up at her towering over him. “Let me see your license.” Nice reached for his wallet pulling out his license to have Ty inspect it. “Yup he was 26 and could still pass for 22. “Awe your name is so cute Kamar,” Ty cooed making Nice blush. “Come on yo, give me back my shit, before you have niggaz out here tryin to call me by my government.” “Wow, boy you look so young.” “Fuck you mean, look so young? I am young, you act like I said I was 46.” Ty sucked her teeth “Whateva, you know what I meant. I mean you don’t look like you could even be 25.” “How old are you going to be this Christmas Eve?” Nice asked. “The big 2.3 Baby,” she sang while brushing her hand gently across the side of his face. Nice got an immediate hard on. Ty gaze
d in his dark brown eyes. She knew she needed to defuse the sexual tension in the room, so she went back to the bed and sat down.
Ty started to feel the effects of that good weed they were puffing on and decided to lie down. She laid flat on her back and closed her eyes. Nice sat there watching her like a lion watching its prey, he watched her breast rise and fall with her breathing. Even though Ty had her eyes closed she could feel Nice’s gaze on her. She pushed herself up on her elbows and boldly stared back at him. “What you staring at me like that for?” “I’m just wondering…. how wet you would be, or how good you would feel.” That shocked the hell out of Ty. Then again she was used to Nice being so damn blunt and it turned her on. “Well there is really only one way to find out, right?” She asked with a devilish grin.
They went at it for hours. All the pint up sexual tension that had built up for months had come to a boiling point. Nice was shocked at how Ty was going at it; she wasn’t holding back anything as she threw the pussy back on him. Nice had one hand buried deep in Ty’s long hair while his other hand stroked her clit as he hit it from behind. He was used to bragging about how he slayed bitches but it wasn’t the case in this situation, she was putting it on him something serious. Both of them were belting out screams of satisfaction and sexual bliss.Ty was backing him down with all that ass, hips and thighs as he stroked from behind. “Ummm Kamar fuck me, fuck me,” Ty moaned out while throwing her ass back at him matching his strokes. Ty was past wet. Her gushy gushy was talking to Nice in all types of squishy and squashing noises.
Nice picked up his speed watching Ty’s fat ass jiggling uncontrollably. Ty gripped the sheets while arching her back, placing her stomach to the mattress making sure her ass was in the air so Nice could plunge deep inside of her, while she used her pussy muscles to grip his dick.“Ahhhhh! Kamar whaaa ahhhhhh!” Ty screamed as an orgasm shook her body like an earthquake. “Damn ma, damn ya pussy on point. Look how you creamin baby girl?” Nice groaned before biting on his bottom lip and thrusting deep inside her again. He was on the verge of cumming, the feeling of her pussy dripping with hot juices of cum streaming slowly down her inner thighs had his head messed up. The sensation startled Ty and she had to actually look down between her legs to confirm what it was, because no one had ever made her cum this much, this hard, most importantly made her feel this good. They weren’t even finished and Ty would have to admit this was the best she ever had. Nice’s knees started to buckle so he knew he had to switch positions.
