by Tina J.
"Ok, you want to play games." I lifted her up, wrapped her legs around my waist, and fucked the shit out of her standing up against the wall.
"Chase, Chase, oh my God, Chase. I'm cumming." She screamed out. I felt her dripping down my legs.
"Whose pussy is this?" I felt her about to cum again. She wouldn't say anything.
"We doing that again? Ok." I put her down and bent her over to touch her ankles. I got on my knees this time, stuck my finger in her ass, and attacked her pussy with my mouth.
"Chase ok, I'm sorry. Fuck, it's yours." Her juices squirted all over. I made sure to clean her up like a cat licking his own skin.
"That's right, and don't you forget it." I kissed her body, then her mouth.
"I won't. You just don't forget who you belong to."
"Spring, just because I didn't say your name doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it. This pussy right here is like no other. I'm not trying to lose it over no dumb shit."
"Good, because she really likes you."
"And he really likes you." I pointed to my man that was hard again. She and I went on for a few more hours before going to sleep. She woke me up the next day to breakfast that she ran out to get. After we ate, I got dressed and took my ass home to get ready to go on my trip.
"Hey, baby. You miss me already." I asked her in the phone.
"The crazy part is I do. I don't know if it's because you'll be gone for a week or that you put a hurting on me, and I'm reminded each time I walk." I laughed.
"I did that on purpose."
"Why is that?"
"I'll be gone for a week. I left that hurting on you to last that long." We both bust out laughing.
"I promise to kiss it when I get back."
"You better." She and I spoke a little longer until Monty came in.
"You ready?" He and I were going to Texas to check on one of the clubs we were opening. No one knew we were jumping into the business. Yes it was far, but we wanted it that way in case it didn't do well. We didn't want people clowning us. We heard about people opening clubs or restaurants and how they never did well.
"Yup. Let's roll." I sent Spring a message telling her I was on the plane and would call her when I landed. I ain't going to lie; it felt good having a woman to spend time with.
Burgundy
Monty had me mistaken for one of those stupid ass chicks he was used to dating. Not only was I educated, sophisticated, and had my own everything, but this nigga thought I would be ok with him sleeping with both of us. Don't get me wrong, I'm feeling the hell out of him. I would love to be his girl, but I'm not losing my self-worth for no dick. That's just not happening; not now, not ever.
I got off the elevator, opened the door to my office, and found this nigga already in there; he was watching TV on my couch I just had put in there. I stepped out the office and back in to make sure I was in the right place. I knew I was the first person here, so how did he get in.
"I'm not even going to ask how you got in here."
"Good, because I'm watching something, and you're bothering me."
This man was cocky as hell, but it turned me on like crazy. I sucked my teeth, dropped my briefcase on the floor, and slipped into my UGG slippers. I turned my laptop on and put my earphones in to listen to Pandora; and really, to ignore him. I wanted him to leave, but that would be useless, being that he does what he wants anyway.
An hour went by, and he was in the same spot not saying two words. I took the earphones off and slid my shoes back on to walk down the hall.
"How about Monty is sitting in my office and has been since I got here. Oh, and don't let me forget to mention how he was here before any of us." I saw the look on my sister’s face, and she was as confused as me.
"What does he want?"
"I asked him that, and he didn't answer after he told me to be quiet because he was watching TV. She bust out laughing.
"How are you going to laugh? This dude cray cray, and he won't leave."
"Girl, that's your shit. You should've never let him play in that pussy. Even if you didn't let him taste it." I told her what happened that night and she kept saying I shouldn't have. She was right; I had a nigga in my office refusing to speak or leave, and he's never had me sexually.
"Whatever."
I went back to my office, and I thought his ass was gone until he came out the bathroom. Looking at this dude and how his swag stayed on point kept me lusting for him more and more. I sat down at my desk and saw a brown envelope. I opened it and saw photos of me and my ex, Carl.
"Care to explain." Were the only words that left his mouth?
"No." I said, tossing them in the trash.
"What do you mean no?" He walked towards me.
"Monty, the minute you admitted to still sleeping with that chick you lost any explanation about anything concerning me. I know that chick sent you these, because I saw her taking the pictures. It's fucked up she didn't catch us kissing or when he had his hand on my ass. The least you could do is tell her that if she's going to be messy, then get the good pictures." I could see how mad he was getting.
"Ok, B. You want to be on that petty shit."
"Petty. I'm petty. You're the one coming in here, uninvited I might add, and being a deaf mute towards me for over an hour. Then you throw some photos at me and want me to explain them when you're not my man. Now, you here in your feelings over my response, when I was telling you what she missed." I didn't give two shits about him at this moment.
"You got that B, but get this. If you want dude, go ahead and go back to him, but he won't make your pussy drip drop like I have it doing right now." I had already exploded on his fingers when he said it. This time he made sure to taste me. "Yea, this pussy does taste good. But not good enough for you to try and play me." I was really about to fuck with him now. I got to the door before him, locked it, and shut the shade that allowed me to see at the secretary's desk. I stepped out my skirt and shirt and stood there in my bra and panties.
"This is what you really want right, Monty? I mean, you're doing all this because you want to fuck me." He was licking his lips. I unbuckled his jeans and helped him out of his shirt. I pulled his clothes down and smiled at his package. I took the rest of my stuff off, sat on my desk with my legs open, and pleasured myself by looking at him.
"Monty, this is what you wanted right? Come get it." He came closer and went to kiss me, but I turned my head. Kissing to me is very intimate and emotional. I was already trying to rid myself of him, and if I kissed him, that wouldn’t happen.
"Word, it's like that?" I didn't say anything. I felt him putting the head in. When he was all the way in, I came right away. He was touching my spot over and over. I watched the faces he made, and I could tell he wanted to moan out but was holding it in. I pushed him back and sat him on the couch. I was determined to hear him. I glided down slowly, stuck my face in his neck, and fucked the shit out of him.
"Oh shit." Those words escaped his mouth unexpectedly. He pulled me closer now putting his face in my neck trying to cover up the sounds.
"How does it feel Monty?" He didn't want to say anything.
"Tell me how it feels baby." I guess calling him that made him feel better about talking.
"B, this pussy is so fucking good."
"Yea. How good?"
"Real good. I want to stay in it all day."
"That good, huh?"
"Mmmmm, I'm about to cum." I went up and down faster, and when I felt him twitch, I jumped off just on time. The cum came speeding out all over him. I washed him off with some paper towels and got myself together.
"B, I'm coming by tonight."
"No thanks, boo. I have a date." I thought he was the Tasmania devil by the way he got to me so fast.
"No the fuck you don't. Cancel that shit."
"What kind of person would I be canceling a date with a man that wants me to be his woman just to be with one who just wants to fuck me?" I was looking on my laptop at some shoes I wanted to order.
"Yo, are you serious right now B?"
"What? You thought because we just had sex, I would cut everyone off? Don't get me wrong, you let me sample that dick, and I am more than satisfied, but from here on out, that's all we'll ever be, and that's fuck buddies. Now, I can't promise you I won't sleep with anyone else, but just know that when you and I are intimate, all necessary precautions will be taken. Not like just now, though; that was kind of in the heat of the moment." He stormed his way to the door. "Monty, don't be mad."
"Fuck you B." He said slamming my office door. I opened the shades back and my door.
"What did you do?" Spring asked when she came in.
"Don't sit there sis. I haven't wiped it down yet."
"Wiped it down yet? From what?"
I told her what happened as I used some of the Lysol cleaning spray from housekeeping to clean the couch. I did the same to my desk.
"How was the dick?"
"Not only was it big, but girl he had me wanting to get a hotel room." My sister and I always discussed our men but never with anyone else. Shit, bitches find out about how good your man’s sex game is and go try to find out on their own.
"What are you going to do now?"
"Nothing. I told him I had a date tonight. How much you want to bet he shows up?"
"I'm not betting anything. The way he left out of here already let me know he's coming back." We talked a little longer then finished the day off by going out for drinks. Chase wasn't too happy, but who cared at the moment?
Burgundy
After Monty left the office that day, I felt like I wasn't done fucking with him. He was one of those dudes that thought he would have a wifey type chick at home while he ran the streets with different ho's. I was about to give him a taste of his own medicine. I left work to go home and get ready. It was a little after two in the morning, and I knew he was probably going to be at home with that chick. I grabbed my car keys and headed to his house. I had to get my sister to do some thangs to Chase just to get Monty’s address. He'd always come to my house, and pulling up and seeing two cars in his driveway, I see why.
I hit the alarm on my car and went to the door. He opened it, and when I looked past him, I saw Yolanda sitting on the couch. It was cool, because that's exactly what I wanted. I stepped past him and joined her in the room.
"Yo, what are you doing here?" You could tell they were about to get it in by the unopened condoms on the table.
"I came by to give you what you wanted."
"And what's that, B?"
"Well, after my date tonight, I was horny, and since you came by and let me fuck you, it was only fair I returned the favor."
"Yo, what kind of game are you playing?"
"I'm not playing, baby. Now, let's get this party started. You wanted to fuck both of us, and I'm about to let you." He was both high and drunk so I knew he would be able to hang.
"Ugh, no the hell he’s not." She had her arms folded.
"Oh, girl please. Get out your feelings and join in the game. You see, you and I seem to have one thing in common and that's him. You like him, but he likes me."
"He doesn't like you."
"Monty feel free to tell her."
"Whatever B." He said, sparking up a blunt.
"Fine; what's this game you're talking about?" I was happy as hell she decided to play. She didn't know I was about to win.
"Ok, we're both going to fuck him tonight. However, I'm going to let you go first since you two were in the process already."
"What? You going to sit here and watch?"
"I sure am. You see, I'm confident in my sex game, and I know what I can do. The point of this game is to see who makes him moan the most. If you can get that man to say your name after tonight, I promise I won't sleep with him again."
"Monty doesn't make noises during sex like that." Ok, I already knew I had one up on her.
"Then, it should be a long night."
"Ok. Now, what happens if you get him to say it? Not that he will."
"If I get him to say it, let's just say it will be another notch on my bedpost. You game or what?" She nodded her head yes and headed over to Monty on her knees to start. He was in a zone and probably didn't hear shit we said.
She stripped down to nothing, pulled his dick out, and begun giving him a blowjob. I watched her struggle trying to suck all of him. He fucked her face so hard, I thought he was going to make her throw up by the way she was gagging. He finally bust off in her face. It wasn't even sexy or erotic the way he did it. She stroked him to get hard again, and after a few minutes, she succeeded. He reached over and put a condom on before letting her slide down. I watched him fuck her basically like a ho. The shit was boring; she wasn't doing anything but a whole lot of yelling and cumming.
"What's my name Monty?" I heard her ask while I sat back smoking my hookah. "Say my name, Monty." He grabbed her by the hair and kept hitting it from the back until he came, falling back on the couch right after. I could see how embarrassed she was, but I continued smoking on my hookah a few minutes longer.
"Ok. Your turn." I stood up and went in his bathroom. I grabbed a rag, soap, and a small cup out the kitchen with warm water in it. I washed this nigga down right on the couch. I wasn't fucking him with her scent on him. I dried him off and stood in front of him letting my coat drop.
"Damn, Ma." He said, pulling my body closer to his and running his hands up and down it. I had on a one-piece teddy and nothing else.
"That's cheating." Her dumb ass said.
"It's not cheating, boo. It's called knowing what a man likes. Remember, a woman has to keep it sexy in the bedroom."
He stood up to kiss me, and I turned my head making him mad. I sucked on his neck, chest, and moved down to his shaft. I wasn't about to give him head. I put the condom in my mouth and placed it on him. I guess it had him feeling some way, because he got hard immediately. I let him continue to suck on my neck and chest. He put his fingers inside and went to work like he always did making me cum quick. He picked me up and laid me on the rug. It was plush and felt soft as hell on my back.
"I'm about to make love to you." He whispered in my ear.
"No you're not." I could see hurt in his face, but that's not what I was there for.
"I don't care, B. I want you so bad right now. Fuck this dumb ass game you playing."
"I said no." I tried to push him off me, and he wouldn't move. I reached down and stuck his dick inside me.
"Fuck B. This shit is so fucking good." I rolled his ass off me and got up to get my coat. I didn’t feel the need to finish or stay any longer now that I knew his motive. I saw how mad she was when she heard that.
"I won, boo, but you can keep him. That man ain't no good for me." I saw him putting his clothes on mad as hell, but I left anyway.
I was mad at him for pulling that wanting to make love shit. For one, he didn't love me, and two, the fact still remained that he was about to sleep with her before I got there. I took a shower and laid there for a while when my bedroom door opened.
"What do you want from me B?" He said, leaning on the door.
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing, Monty. I'm a different kind of bitch. You tried to play me, and I gave you a taste of your own medicine. You see, I won't allow a man to get one up on me just to have me two behind him."
"B, I asked you to be my girl. You told me no."
"And you know why."
"I'm sick of this." He came to where I was and pulled me down by my legs to the end of the bed.
"Get off me." I tried kicking him away, but he was too strong.
"Nah, I'm about to give you exactly what you want." He told me and opened my legs. I cocked the gun back I kept under my pillow and pointed it at him.
"Get up, Monty." He smiled at me, then parted my pussy lips with his tongue. He snaked in and out while he held on tighter to my legs. I felt my hands and the rest of my body shaking. "Get up, Monty." I said trying to hold onto the gun.
"You
really want me to get up?" He came up for air to say it.
"Yes, oh God, yes Monty, don't stoppppp." I dropped the gun and came all over his face. His fingers found their way inside and brought me to another one.
"B, this pussy taste real good in my mouth."
"Suck that shit, Monty. Yes, just like that." I had my hand on his head and let out a bigger orgasm than the last two. He climbed on top of me and parted those lips with his tongue, and this time I allowed him to. He lifted my pajama shirt up and attacked both of my breast with his mouth. He sucked on my entire body all the way down to my toes.
"Now, like I said, I'm about to make love to you." I couldn't say anything, because he had already entered me and hit that spot, taking my breath away. You know the one where he hits it, and you can't speak.
"It took me a long time to get this, and I'm staying in it all night, Ma." He told me, lifting my legs on his shoulders. He had me in positions I didn’t even know existed. He turned me over and took my ass. I was in fucking heaven, and he knew it. The way he fucked my ass made me cum so hard I fell on the bed.
"Nah, get up." He lifted me up by the waist. He pulled out and went in the bathroom to wipe himself down. I was happy, because it gave me a minute to catch my breath.
"Come here." He gestured for me to come to where he was, which was sitting on my chaise.
"Ride this dick like you did in your office, and don't hold back." I let him bring me down on him backwards but cowgirl style. I gave him what he wanted, while he played with my breast and continued sucking on my neck. "Just like that B. Yea, this is my pussy now." He said, putting his fingers in my mouth.
"Oh shit, girl. I like the way you sucking on them."
"I'm cumming, Monty." He used his hands to guide my hips in a circle.
"Turn around and face me while you're riding me. I want to see you." I did what he told me. He lifted me up and pounded me on him fast, then slowed me down. The feeling was indescribable that he was giving me.
"Say my name baby."
"Burgundy. Shit, look how sexy that shit looks." He said looking at him go in and out. "Make me cum, B." I looked at him, and he was staring in my eyes.
