0 comments/ 106583 views/ 19 favorites BrotherFuture Part 1 By: Liclovely ** Chapter 1 OPENING SCENE- Aerial view of Stonerock State Prison showing a huge, circular, concrete structure. A drab, weather-beaten yard is at the center of this complex. The color of the facility is a drab, peeling gray. Its' design reminds one of the Pentagon. SECOND SCENE- Camera cuts past several occupied prison cells. One cell shows a black man taking a shit while staring out of a tiny window on the far wall. Next cell shows a gruff looking white man standing near the cell door with his arm out hanging out between the bars holding a mirror. The look on his face is of wariness. The next cell shows our main character Hakim Stevenson lying on the top bunk with his hands behind his head staring intently off into the distance beyond the window of his cell. Hakim lay on his bunk for the 1445th day(or 47th month) of his imprisonment and once-again wondered how in the sam hell he had gotten himself into such a fucked up situation. He was serving 4-8 years on a possession and intent to deliver(cocaine) conviction. He was 23 years old. As he lay on his bunk in the early hours of the morning, he thought about the path his life had taken since graduating from high school. Who the fuck would have believed Hakim Stevenson, W.E.B. Dubois High School's all-state wide receiver would have ended up in jail at the age of 18? He was supposed to be in college RIGHT now, running up records and winning awards with the ultimate goal being a starting spot in the NFL. But those dreams had vanished with his arrest and conviction. In his heart, he knew that he had done nothing to deserve the sentence. He wasn't guilty of the crime he had been convicted of. Not even fucking close! But like most Black men who find themselves charged with crimes, he'd had shitty representation, an disinterested jury of people who looked nothing like him, and an old, mean judge who seemed to mark him as guilty before the fucking trial was even over! He had to say one thing about the criminal justice system...it was efficient in how it dealt with Black men....EVERYBODY GOES TO JAIL, NO STOPPING TO COLLECT YOUR TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS!....that was for damn sure!! Hakim was powerfully built. He stood 6'2" and weighed 210 lbs. He possessed cuts and rips in his muscles that gave him an Evander Holyfieldish physique. He was very thick. He kept his hair bald. His skin was a medium brown color. Neither real dark nor real light. His face was set off by eyes that seemed to stare through whomever he was looking and into the deepest recesses of their beings. He'd solved a few skirmishes in jail with that intense, focused stare. He kept his facial hair in a thick goatee. Many of the other inmates in jail did not know how to take him. He'd had to fight like everyone else in jail to carve out his 'space of peace'. He had had to check quite a few mustaches while in jail. He was known to have heavy brick-like hands that put the lights out indefinitely. He never went looking for a fight but if one came, he tried his best to beat the shit out of whomever had had the bad luck to fuck with him in the first place. He would beat them so bad that others would think twice before stepping to him about dumb shit. He kept mostly to himself while in jail, understanding early that the gangs controlled the joint and as long as he didn't need anything from them(drugs, toiletries, cigarettes, etc....), he didn't have to come into contact with them. At first, some of them had tried to bully him out of his possessions. But after he had chin-checked a few of them, they understood he wasn't looking for trouble, he just wanted to do his time. What amazed him was the sheer numbers of black and brown men in jail! Were they only ones committing crimes or were the only ones being watched? After a time, he realized why white peeps feared jail. In jail, every emotion, every action was at base level. You couldn't hide behind your zip code, or your exclusive club membership or your friend in the police force....you couldn't separate yourself from the reality of jail by judging the situation to be beneath you............shit was madd raw in jail with no social facades to cover it up. If a motherfucker didn't like you, you knew about it and had better be prepared to defend yourself if it came to that. The average white boy that came in here didn't understand that shit when they got here. They thought they were still out in society...hiding their true feelings of dislike for what they considered peeps lower on the social status scale....holding their noses up and shit. Thinking that bad shit happened to "them", not us. That was the equitable thing about being locked up, you had as much a chance of getting beaten, raped, robbed, or shanked as the next man. It always amazed him to see the transformation of a young, arrogant white boy into a sniveling, disoriented shell of a man. They could never come to grips with the advantages they had lost upon being imprisoned. Most of them never thought about the privileges they enjoyed in a whites-only society.....that is, not until they got their silly asses into something they couldn't worm their way out of and came to prison where the most ruthless motherfuckers on Earth roamed. Without the cloak of seemingly invincible whiteness to cloak themselves in, these pathetic dickheads were forced either to succumb to the reality of jail or go crazy. Truth was, he didn't consider himself a racist or Black Nationalist or anything like that. Those were titles. He was beyond that. He realized a long time ago that he didn't have to pick a group to be part of, he was already part of a group that was seen as outcasts, savages, subhuman, childlike, criminal-minded and targeted since birth for destruction....Black men! While in jail, he picked up the habit of reading. He tolerated reading while in high school. While in jail, he discovered quite a few benefits to keeping his head in a book. One was that he was learning all kinds of things about himself and his history. Second, it was a nice getaway for his mind while his body remained imprisoned behind these walls. They couldn't imprison his mind. No matter how much these racist ass guards talked towards and treated him, he refused to let them get inside his head. He had studied African and African-American history, thoroughly. He understood the genesis of racism in this society and how the very people who wanted the world to view America as a BASTION of freedom had used it as a weapon. Double-talking motherfuckers! One of the primary things he had learned was that his history and the history of his peeps had been stolen. Their destiny wiped out with the coming of the slave ships and guiltless, consciousless histographers and writers. Writing and reporting shit favorable to the "home team" while the truth was left to languish. Truth about him, his people, his ancestors.....rewriting "the story" to make it "their story". It wasn't supposed to be like this....stuck in a strange land where freedom, opportunity and the pursuit of happiness abounded for every other citizen except HIS peeps. He wished he could change all of that but realized over time that freedom came from within....always had...always has .....always will. What he could change was how he dealt with situations. He had grown and matured in jail. Did a lot more thinking instead of reacting. Had learned to control the temper that had kept him in more shit than he could remember when he had first arrived in jail. He was due to get out of prison in two weeks. Pretty soon, he'd be transferred to the Step-Down unit, which was supposed to acclimate him to having freedom once again. He couldn't fucking wait to leave this place. Prison wasn't about rehabilitation, it was about destruction. You either participated in your destruction or your redemption while in jail. He was sure he would never return to jail. Shit, he wasn't supposed to have even been in jail in the first place, but he had plans to avenge what had been allowed to happen to him! ** Chapter 2 THIRD SCENE- Hakim is sitting on a bus with his prison belongings beside him in a green duffel bag. He has just been released from prison and his mood is pensive yet elated. He looks out at the passing countryside with narrow eyes thinking about his life, where he had come from, the situation that had gotten him here, and most importantly, how the fuck was he going to handle clearing his name, reclaiming his life, and getting the ultimate payback on the motherfucker who had taken his future? Hakim had been raised in the inner city. He had lived in a housing project with his mother and younger brother, Rasheed. Their neighborhood was in one of the poorer sections of the city, which meant that police presence was minimal at best to fight the street violence and the associated drug trade. He had witnessed many a friend of his get caught up in the issues of the ghetto(guns, drugs, irresponsibly making babies, never getting insight into their "true" character, etc....). He had always been determined to do something with the life God had given him. His mother had told him long ago that it didn't matter where you started out at, it mattered where you ended up at. His mother had raised him alone without the help of his father. She had done the best she could under the circumstances. He thought of his mother as his angel. When the times had gotten rough, she always pulled through and made it better. He knew that it hadn't been easy for her raising two boys alone without the assistance of either of their fathers. She had done a good job in making him see the realities of life and also the possibilities. She had instilled in him a "can-do" mentality that had brought him through many of life's tough issues. The hardest thing he had to come to grips with while being incarcerated was that his dream of buying her a home had been unfairly taken from him. He had met his father, once. The selfish bastard had had the nerve to ask him if had made a decision on which college football scholarship to accept! He had bet some money and the information could reeeeaallllly help him out. Hakim felt the need to kick the man's ass but he held back out of respect for what his mother had raised......a man. He relented. The motherfucker had never once contacted him while he was locked down, though. That was cool because Hakim never expected him to. Once a slimy motherfucker, always a slimy motherfucker, he thought. When he had been younger, he noticed that whenever one of his aunts would baby-sit him, they would inevitably start talking about "feeling sorry for the girl who took his cherry". He had been blessed with a rather large dick! He knew it because everyone who had the opportunity to see it told him so. By the time he was fourteen, most of the neighborhood girls had their sights set on bedding him. There were also a few older women who were interested, also. His first sexual experience had been with an older teenager who was a senior in his high school. He was in the ninth grade. His mother had went out to dinner and drinks with some of her co-workers and had asked a girl who lived upstairs in the housing project to come down and keep an eye on him and his younger brother while she was gone. The girl was 18 and his mother had known her family all of his life. Hakim knew the girl. She was a senior in his high school. Hakim had always lusted after her Georgia peach-like ass but had considered himself nonexistent to her and her friends. She hung out with the ballas and playas from around the way. She also dated college guys. Her name was Keisha. She was no hoodrat. She had plans on attending college. He remembered that his dick had suddenly twitched when his mother had mentioned who was coming to watch after them. He had protested weakly to make it look good but inwardly, he was geeked as fuck! Keisha was a star....for reals! Basically, all he had wanted to accomplish that night was talk to her and hopefully get a approving nod or two from her when she was around her friends....maybe one of her younger friends would give him a shot. That was the most he had been hoping for that night. Hakim's mother had left with explicit orders for him to get his ass in his room and not cause the girl any trouble. Keisha had come in just before his mother had left wearing a white halter-top(no bra) and jean shorts. Her breasts were 37c's with 1/2 inch nipples. Her skin color is what we insiders call light-skinned or better yet, redbone of the highest caliber. Soft eyes, perky nose, full lips, light brown eyes, wavy hair....full hips, bouncy, bubbly ass, plus dimples...mmmmm....she was in short, a dimepiece! As soon as Hakim's mother had exited the apartment, Keisha picked up the phone and called her best friend(this week), Cynthia. "Hey girl, what you doing?" asked Keisha. "Waiting for Tupac's video to come on. His videos keep shit real, plus he's a sexy soldier-type motherfucka, ya know? Where you at, home?" said Cynthia. "Naw, I'm down Ms. Stevenson's crib, babysitting. I told you earlier that she was going to pay me if I came down here and sat for a few hours", said Keisha. "Girl, you down Ms. Stevenson's house? You talking about where Hakim lives aren't you?" asked Cynthia. "Yeah, with his waterhead self. He looks like a big teddybear, C!" said Keisha as she giggled. "From what I've heard, he's big alright. Girl, I heard he got the biggest dick in Plantation Hills Projects" Cynthia said. "Cynthia!!? Why do you have to talk like that? Damn!" said Keisha. "Aw, don't go there with that "goody two-shoes" shit, bitch! You know and I know that we are both out here getting dick on the regular. All I'm saying is what I heard...and I heard from more than one person, too", said Cynthia. "You lying", said Keisha as she began to feel a little warm. Hakim did have a nice body. He was well built for his age. "Mmmm....maybe......aw fuck that, wasn't no young boy with any money getting this ass for free. I don't give a fuck how big his shit is", she thought. After hanging up with Cynthia, Keisha decided to get some ice water. She was still feeling a little warm. After getting her glass of water, she walked to the bathroom to tingle. She pushed open the partially open door only to come face to face with a naked Hakim exiting the shower! "OOH....shit, I'm sorry...I didn't hear the shower running...I didn't think anyone was in here....OH shit, I'm sooo sorry, Ha....." Her mouth hung open as she gazed at the rapidly rising, thickly veined dick of Hakim. It was beyond description. It was perfect in every way! The head was the size of a plum...the stalk was thick, solid.....it was like a chocolate candy bar with big, round golfball-like nutts...except this candy bar was 10 inches in length and thick as an average women's wrist.....it was a beautifully developed spike. Meant to drive deep....very deep! "I was drying myself off after I turned the shower off....that's why you didn't hear anything, Keisha," said Hakim as he grabbed for an additional towel to cover his ever-hardening dick. He noticed the look of awe on Keisha's face just before he wrapped the towel around his waist. Keisha hurriedly exited the bathroom. She began to fan her face as her body had heated up considerably. "Fuck, I've seen many a dick but none can compare to what I just saw hanging between that boys legs!" she said to herself as she hurried back to the livingroom. As she sat down, she heard and felt her pussy squelch, slightly. "Damn!!! I got THAT wet THAT fast??!!!" she asked herself. Hakim wasn't quite sure what to do in light of the run-in with Keisha in the bathroom. He hoped she didn't think he was a pervert. That was the last rumor he wanted attached to his name. He figured he'd just play it safe and stay out of her way. After dressing, he went out to the kitchen and got himself some chocolate milk...after drinking a glass he told Keisha that he was going to bed. Keisha asked him if he wanted to stay up and watch a "Freddie Kreuger" slasher movie with her. He was surprised she asked. But he ended up agreeing, anyway. Hakim sat at one edge of the couch and Keisha sat on the other. Keisha couldn't get the image of Hakim's dick out of her mind. She had recently slept with a college football player and she had thought at the time that dicks couldn't possibly get any fatter than his, but.........what Hakim had between his legs was what her aunts and older girlfriends called "MANdick". As the movie progressed, Keisha laid back on the couch and put her feet on Hakim's thighs. He couldn't believe she was actually touching him! He looked at her and she blinked slowly while visibly licking her full lips. Her breasts sat up high and firm. Keisha asked Hakim to massage her feet. He said okay but realized after answering that he didn't know the first thing about massaging a woman's feet. He grasped her feet and began to rub them softly but firmly. Keisha began moaning and sighing from his ministrations. Her pussy was bubbling over in anticipation of being filled with Hakim's young but massive cock. She was slightly nervous though, having never had her young pussy filled by such an impressive dick. Suddenly, Keisha sat up and looked directly at him. "Hakim, are you a virgin?" she asked. "Umm..uh...well...I, uh....," he stuttered as he stared at Keisha's rapidly hardening nipples. "Well, would you like for me to make you a non-virgin?" Keisha asked as she took her legs off of his lap and sat up and leaned towards him. Hakim took one look at Keisha's cleavage and her wet lips and nodded his head up and down, quickly. She climbed off the couch and reached for his shorts. She managed to get his shorts down over his knees before she started stroking his manhood. She could barely get her hand around it to stroke it....it was more like she was holding it more than stroking it. She had stripped off her halter-top and moved between his legs to take him in her mouth. Before she could lick the tip of his dick, he exploded several thick ropes of cum all over her chin and breasts. Keisha had never seen so much cum before! It was all over her neck and steadily running down between her breasts. It was so fucking warm! "I-I-I'm s-s-sorry, Keisha.....I've never had a woman touch my stuff before," Hakim breathed out as he looked down at the mess he had made of her upper body. "Aw, baby, don't worry about that....I'm glad I was your first....let me get cleaned up and we'll try some other things, okay?" she said as she rose to her feet with cum dripping from her chin and her breasts and walked quickly to the bathroom. As Keisha wiped Hakim's thick cum off of her breasts, she dipped her finger into some of it on her breasts and brought the finger to her mouth. "Mmmmm," she murmured as she thought about the warmth of Hakim's cum and the size of his dick. She was anticipating riding his dick but wondered if it would fit inside of her very wet and very needy pussy. She hoped that she didn't hurt herself trying to get his dick into her. When she returned to the livingroom, Hakim was laying on his back on the couch with his STILL hard dick lying on his stomach(with the head well past his navel). Keisha got on her knees and began to lick the head of his dick. "Oooohhh...mmmmmm.....ewwww...shit!" Hakim moaned loudly as he felt a woman's tongue on his dick for the very first time. Keisha made sure to lubricate Hakim's thick shaft very well before peeling off her shorts and drenched panties. Her panties pulled slickly away from her sopping pussy lips. The biggest dick she had seen up till now was the college football player's she had willingly fucked last month. Hakim's dick made his dick look limp in comparison. "How could this young boy have such a big, thick dick?", she thought to herself. BrotherFuture Part 1 Keisha stood up after letting Hakim's dick out of her mouth with an audible slurping sound. Her nipples were hard and stood out 1/2 inch. Her stomach fluttered in anticipation as she straddled Hakim's legs and lowered herself towards the biggest dick she had ever laid her eyes on. "Suck on my nipples, Hakim," Keisha said. Keisha reached between her thighs and grasped Hakim's thick, warm manhood. She began to rub his spongy dickhead across her wet netherlips, lubricating him even more for penetration. Hakim licked and tongued her nipples all the while. Finally, Keisha lifted her ass and brought the head of Hakim's thick dick to her opening and scooted her bouncy ass down a little further to take his overdeveloped head into her pussy. "Mmmmmmm.....Ummmmmmm......Ooooohhhh.....Hakim!" said Keisha as the opening to her pussy was being stretched more than it had ever been. "Mmmmmm...........ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....," Hakim breathed noisily as Keisha raised her wet pussy off of his dickhead only to lower herself a few inches more on the downstroke. Keisha's pussy felt overstuffed as she began to cream copiously on Hakim's dick. He could feel her pussy suddenly become wet and slippery as she came on the top half of his dick. Her whitish-colored cum dripped down and around his meaty shaft. Keisha had had orgasms before but the intensity of her orgasms had never been THIS strong. Her pussy was literally milking his dick. This young motherfucka had her pussy working overtime!! "Ooooohh....ummmmmmmm........fuuuuuckkkk.....ahhhhhh.......," Keisha moaned as her slippery pussy took more of Hakim's girth inside. As she rose and lowered herself on Hakim's dick, he began to gyrate his hips upward forcing more of his dick into her driving the air out of her lungs. "Ahhhhhhhh....Mmmmmmmmmmm.......ummmmmmmm......oooohhhhh," Keisha cried as she lowered herself on 8 inches of dick. Hakim's dick was rubbing against all the nerve endings in her pussy. She could feel all the veins in his dick as he pumped up into her gaping pussy. His dick felt SOOO warm! Hakim reached around Keisha and took hold of her ass and began to guide her up and down on his dick. Keisha couldn't believe that her pussy was being stretched like this! Hakim's dick was reaching places she never knew she had! Hakim suddenly scooted his ass towards the edge of the couch and stood up with his dick still deeply imbedded in Keisha's pussy. As he turned towards the couch to lay her down, he lost a little of his grip on her waist causing her to slide down the remaining two inches of his dick. "Ahhhhhhh.....Ohhhhhhhh....Ewwwwwww!!!!" Keisha began shrieking as her pussy suddenly was stuffed with all 10 inches and began to contract violently around the shaft making her cum so hard she almost fell to the floor. Hakim repositioned his hands around her waist and laid her gently down on her back. He kissed her on the forehead as he climbed between her legs. Keisha raised her legs and then looked down between her thighs to see Hakim's dick covered with her cum. Her cum was in her pubic hair, his pubic hair and all over both of their thighs. Her pussy was so wet and so hot, she thought she was going to melt his dick off in a minute! Hakim started hammering her pussy with all 10 inches of his dick as Keisha began licking and sucking on his neck. They could both hear the squishy sound coming from her pussy. It sounded soooo erotic. Keisha turned her eyes upward as Tyree pushed her legs back towards her flopping titties. His dick felt like it was just under her rib cage! It was so THICK and LONG!! She was having little mini-orgasms constantly and major orgasms every couple of minutes. His dickhead rammed her cervix over and over causing her to orgasm so strongly, her pussy started squirting all over his dick! "Ahhhhhhhhhh.......Ooooooooohhhhhhhh.......Ughhhhhhhhh.......wheeewwwwwww...SHIT!" screamed Keisha as her pussy was turned inside out by the fucking she was receiving courtesy of Hakim. "I-I- think I'm going to cum, Keisha," cried Hakim. "Pull out...PULL OUT....I don't want to get pregnant....my momma would kill me," screamed Keisha. Hakim pulled out just in time as his dick spit forth..... First spurt.......hit Keisha right between her breasts. Second spurt.....hit her in the lips and chin. Third spurt...splashed on her upper stomach. Fourth spurt......splashed on her lower stomach. Afterwards as Keisha rubbed Hakim's cum into her skin, she thought about how it would look to her friends if she started going out with Hakim. "Fuck them, they didn't just get fucked by THAT dick, I did," she thought to herself. Hakim and Keisha began to see each other regularly until she began running her big mouth to her friends. Soon afterward, they too were lying on their backs getting their pussies worked out like never before. Hakim carried the reputation as a cocksman throughout high school. Girls in his high school had considered it a "badge of courage" to have been dicked by him and survive to tell about it. As his fame and talents grew on the football field, so to did his choices in women. He had black women, white women, Latino women....they were all on his dick. His mother warned him about those "fast ass girls"....she'd said that they weren't doing nothing but looking for a payday...."be careful you don't knock any of these girls up, Hakim...because if you do, you can kiss all those Joe-college dreams goodbye," his mother had told him. As senior year approached, Hakim made the tough decision to chill away from the parties and whatnot....he wanted to focus fully on football......he wanted to have an outstanding year. He did as he planned, until circumstances introduced him to a rich, white girl named Amanda Worthington.........the girl who ended up being the catalyst that helped ruin his fucking life!! ** Chapter 3 Scene 3 Camera pans down busy city street as we view Hakim walking with a determined look on his face. It's been a month since he was released from jail. Hakim hasn't had any luck securing employment as of yet. He stops in front of a huge window that has a "Help Wanted" sign on it. Hakim enters the door to the right only to find several dozen people waiting in line to receive an application. Hakim walks over to the far corner of the room and gets behind the last man in line to receive his job application. His mind starts to wander to the events that led him to his being arrested and imprisoned..................... He had seen her before but hadn't really noticed the girl. She was pretty enough but plain(compared to other girls in school). The first time he had noticed her was the first day of classes in his senior year. He remembered seeing her around school before then but he had never given her a second glance. But on this day, he would have had to be blind to miss her! Her name was Amanda Worthington. She had flaming red hair and light freckles on her cheeks and nose. She stood 5'7", 130lbs, with 36DD breasts. She had long, shapely legs that were slightly muscular. She had a cute, unblemished face that contrasted nicely with her shining white teeth and full lips. As the students introduced themselves to the class, he found out that she lived on the other side of town where the rich folks lived. She had a deep, throaty voice that he considered sexy. Even though she was from the other side of town, she didn't act stuck-up or bratty like the other dickheads from that side of town. She seemed like she was real, not fake or phony. He didn't know much else about her except that he had heard she was dating a back-up wide receiver(his position) on the team. A real fuck-up named Flip Wangler. The class they were in was a class he absolutely hated, English. The teacher informed them that they were to do a project in collaboration with another student. Several female heads turned in his direction and winked when the teacher said she was going to draw numbers out of hat to pair the students with each other. His name was chosen along with Amanda's. They were to be partners in the project. He looked across the room at her when their names were announced and noticed a slight smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye. "What was that about?" he wondered to himself. Amanda Worthington knew of Hakim even though he didn't know of her. Her current boyfriend at the time was playing second-string wide receiver and he complained constantly about not getting any playing time. He claimed that he had better hands than Hakim and knew the offense better so he should be starting. Amanda knew that to be a fucking outright lie, but she consoled him nonetheless. Flip was a wimp with a BMW. Flip also hated Blacks, too. She couldn't figure out what anyone Black had ever done to him, she just knew he was extremely prejudiced and judgmental when it came to any subject that involved black people. His father was a district judge who had taught Flip many of his beliefs concerning Black people. Amanda found that ironic since his father controlled the wheels of justice and justice was supposed to be color-blind.....or so it was claimed. Amanda had also heard the rumors about Hakim's sexual prowess. One day, just before school had let out for the previous term, Amanda found herself in the girl's bathroom sitting on the toilet taking a leak. In walked two black girls she had seen around the school. They were both very attractive and buxom. Their names were Alicia and Sanya. Amanda overheard the conversation they were having..... "Girl, that motherfuckas dick had me in tears last night!" said Sanya. "So you fucked Hakim, huh? Damn girl! I got with him around last Christmas and my pussy is still tingling from the dickdown he gave me! That boy can fuck!" said Alicia. "At first, I was scared as hell. I saw the SIZE of his dick and almost ran from the room!" Sanya giggled. "I remember! The size of his dick is intimidating, but girl he knows how to use all of it just right. That nigga had me moaning and cumming all night long, girl!" said Alicia. "First, he ate me out to like 2-3 orgasms! Then he let me slob on his knob for a little while. I thought I was going to die when Hakim first put his dick in me but after a while, I couldn't stop cumming!" said Sanya. "How many times did you nut, girl?" asked Alicia. "Shit, I lost count after five. All I remember was I thought that I'd never stop cumming. I had to change all the sheets on my bed. I've never seen a wet spot that fucking big. That motherfucka had me crying and sobbing and shit. I ain't never did that, but that shit was sooooo good I couldn't help it! My pussy is still wore out, girl!" said Sanya. "I know. I can tell by the way you're walking," joked Alicia as they both exited the bathroom. Amanda had sat there dumbfounded with her mouth hanging open. She had recently started dating a guy named Flip. They had had sex but it was nothing like Alicia and Sanya were describing. Shit, the only thing Flip had her doing while they were having sex was trying to stop herself from yawning. One question lingered in her mind as she wiped herself(and noticed that her pussy had become extremely moist and wet), pulled her panties back up, and flushed the toilet..."How the hell could a man's dick be so good that you had to cry about it?" ** Chapter 4 The next time Amanda saw Hakim was when he walked in English class. As soon as she saw him walk past her desk, her mind flew back to when she was sitting on the toilet listening to those two girls. She'd had to cross her legs as she thought about what they had said about him. Now, they were going to be partners on a English paper! Amanda knew that she could not tell Flip that she had a project with Hakim. His fragile ego wouldn't be able to take it. Flip hated the fact that he had to play behind Hakim on the football team and the fact that Hakim was Black didn't help. He would blow his top off if he knew that she was spending any amount of time near his arch-rival. Amanda detested weak men and Flip was the quintessential weakling. He was popular around their neighborhood because of his parent's wealth. Maybe that was why she agreed to go out with him. Her mother thought the world of Flip's family and she had suggested to her daughter that dating Flip would be a step up on the social ladder. If only her mother knew what Flip was really like!! He was egotistical as all hell and very boisterous. He was cruel, too. When she had sex with Flip, he was very domineering. At first, it turned her on, but as time went by, she realized that he was more sadistic than anything else. He treated her like she was his property. Their relationship reminded Amanda of her parents one-sided relationship. Her father controlled her mother like she was a puppet. Amanda disliked her fathers' treatment of her mother. For that reason, she was considering breaking up with Flip. She couldn't see herself walking the same path her mother had walked. Amanda and Hakim made arrangements to meet at the local public library. Hakim had given her his home number so that they could stay in touch concerning their project. She didn't offer her phone number. She figured her parents would start questioning her about the new beau who was calling her and she decided she could do without the extra attention. Amanda called Hakim several times during the week to arrange a time to meet. She finally got in touch with him and they agreed that Saturday afternoon would be the best time for the both of them. When Saturday afternoon came, Amanda found herself waiting in the library until almost closing time. "Where the fuck is Hakim?" she asked herself over and over. As she got up and gathered her books, in walked a smiling Hakim. "What's up Amanda? Sorry about being so late," Hakim said. "What's up is that I've been sitting here waiting for you for almost two hours! That was pretty inconsiderate, ya know?" said Amanda. "My fault. I was over at my cousin Steve's crib playing video games and before I knew it, the afternoon had passed. I'm sorry," Hakim said looking into Amanda's eyes. "Oh alright then. Look we can't study here because they're getting ready to close. What should we do?" Amanda asked. "We can go back over to my cousin Steve's crib. His parents are out of town for the weekend. Nobody is there and his dad has an awesome study room. Plus, he doesn't live far from here", Hakim answered. "Uhhhh....I don't know," said Amanda. "Look, it's cool. We'll be the only ones there. He doesn't live in the ghetto, so don't worry about that. Steve attends Paul Robeson State University. He's real cool. He's a bookworm. I think he's majoring in astral physics or some wild shit. His physics club is coming over later to work on some group project but we'll be finished long before then, okay?" said Hakim. "Okay, I guess it will be okay. We've got to get this project done today, though, because it's due on Monday," said Amanda. They caught the port authority bus over to Steve's house. On the way, they talked about school, their parents, their lives, and relationships. Amanda gave Hakim the impression that her relationship with Flip was more or less something to keep her from being bored as opposed to someone she was deeply committed to. Hakim was relieved to hear that because Flip was a total fucking bigot with an asshole's personality. There was no way he deserved to have a girl as fine as Amanda draped on his arm. They arrived at Steve's and like Hakim had said no one was there. They studied for two hours straight without a break. Amanda was pleasantly surprised by Hakim's intelligence and manners. She had expected him to make a move on her but none came. She was slightly disappointed about this. Hakim couldn't believe that he was alone with Amanda. He had never really got a chance to look at her body. She had a sundress on that was banging!! She was wearing the shit out of it! Her titties sat up full and proud. Nice, deep cleavage. Her ass jiggled just like the black girls asses he had seen around his way. Narrow waist. The girl was definitely hot! He couldn't help himself from staring at her full titties, especially when her nipples perked up under the air conditioning that was running full throttle throughout the house. He caught her looking at him several times while they were studying. Her eyes reminded him of a doe. Big, wide, and vulnerable. When their eyes met, she just smiled. Hakim asked Amanda if she would like something to drink. She said yes. As he rose from the desk and turned to walk out of the room, Amanda eyed his shoulders and ass. "Hmmm...he looks sooo good!" she said to herself. As soon as she said that to herself, she began to feel guilty. She had told Flip that she was going to visit her older sister up at the state campus for the day. She had deliberately lied to Flip and now here she was lusting after another man! Amanda then thought, "Well, if I lied to spend some time with Hakim, I might as well take advantage of it. Who knows when another opportunity will arise to be alone with him again?!" she surmised to herself while smiling inwardly. The decision had been made. Hakim returned with her drink. As he handed her the glass, she reached out her hand to take it and suddenly winced in pain. "What's wrong, Amanda? You okay?" Hakim asked quickly. "It's my damn neck. Every time I sit down to study for long periods of time, it cramps up on me. Damn, this gets on my nerves!" said Amanda. "Would you like me to massage it for you? You look like you're in a lot of pain," Hakim asked. "Uh...yeah. It couldn't hurt," answered Amanda. Hakim moved behind Amanda's chair. He rubbed his hands together to warm them. He then placed his large hands on Amanda's shoulder and began to rhythmically massage her. "Damn, his hands feel good on my skin! I could get used to this," thought Amanda. As Hakim continued to work on her shoulder and neck muscles, she could feel blood rushing to her nipples making them harder than they already were! "MMmmmm," she breathed. "That feels good, Hakim," she said. Hakim looked at Amanda's red hair as he massaged her neck and wondered if her pussy was the same bright red color. He looked down the front of Amanda' body and noticed her nipples were starting to strain through their coverings(bra and dress). They looked pointy and thick. He could see her cleavage clearly, now. Her titties looked like two midgets fighting for room! He also noticed that her breath had quickened as her breasts rose and fell quickly. Amanda leaned her neck back and straightened her back. She felt Hakim's jeans on her shoulder along with something else! It was his dick hardening against her back! He didn't back away as she leaned towards him. His hands cupped her face and rubbed softly before descending towards her neck-line. Her pussy was becoming moist and warm. She rubbed her thighs together as the heat between her thighs began to get to her. Hakim imperceptibly began to move his hands lower onto the slope of Amanda's breast as she cooed and moaned under his ministrations. Suddenly, she placed both of her hands over his. He thought she meant to tell him that was enough. But, as he watched her, she placed her hands over his and rubbed them while at the same time moving them downwards so that he was cupping both of her breasts! They felt firm but yet billowy soft. "Mmm....ahhhhh...," moaned Amanda. Amanda was enjoying the way Hakim's firm, strong hands were handling her breasts. He rubbed them just like she liked them rubbed....not mauled like Flip did. Her nipples had become so hard, the material of her bra brushing against them was starting to cause her a little discomfort. Hakim could feel the nipples of Amanda's breast poking into the palms of his hands. He encircled her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, then squeezed and pulled them simultaneously. They seemed to get even longer! BrotherFuture Part 1 "Ahhhhhh...ummmmmm......," Amanda continued to moan. As Hakim continued to pinch and pull Amanda's nipples, he saw a smile appear on her face. Hakim had finally had enough. Her smile and her sexy ass body were driving him crazy! "Amanda, what are you smiling about, if I may ask?" he asked her. "Oh nothing really. Just something I overheard once," Amanda answered. "And what would that be," he whispered in her ear. "Ummm...I overheard some girls talking about you in the bathroom a couple of months ago," she admitted. "Oh yeah? I hope they weren't badmouthing me", he said. "Oh no, I wouldn't say that at all. They were actually talking about the thing in your pants that keeps poking me in the back," she giggled softly while moaning at the same time. "Well? What did they say, Amanda?" asked Hakim impatiently. "Just that you used it damn well on them. You MUST be good if you got TWO girls to agree about it," she said. "Let me show you how I use it and then we can see what your opinion on the matter is, okay?" said Hakim. "I'm all for it. I've never done this before, ya know?" said Amanda. "Had sex? Are you a virgin?" asked Hakim with surprise in his voice. "Virgin? No, I wasn't talking about that. I meant I've never had sex with a black man before," she said. "Oh. Ain't nothing to it, baby. You'll enjoy yourself, don't worry," he said. "We're a little cocky aren't we?" she asked. "Yeah, that's exactly what I would say," Hakim said as he moved his hips forward so that she could feel the imprint of his dick against her back. "Mmmmm," Amanda moaned as she felt the heat of his dick through his pants. Hakim began unbuttoning the top four buttons on the front of her sundress. As each successive button was released, more of her ample cleavage came into view. "Damn, this white girl got some BIG titties," thought Hakim. Hakim took a step backward so that he could pull her chair from behind the desk. "Stand up," Hakim said softly yet firmly. Amanda stood up as Hakim pushed the chair away from the desk. He stepped forward and hugged her from behind, placing his hands on her exposed breasts. He began to milk her breasts as he kissed her neck. He worked his hands down her stomach and grabbed her hips on both sided as he forced his covered dick in between her covered asscheeks. As he held her by the hips, he began moving his dick back and forth over the cleft of her ass. "Ahhhhhh," moaned Amanda as her pussy suddenly flooded itself with her juices. Hakim released her hips and turned her around to face him. He looked into her eyes as she looked at him with hunger in her eyes. He bent down and kissed her full on the lips. She kissed him back while encircling her arms around his neck and pressing her body fully into his. She stuck out her tongue and glided it in between his lips as they began to tongue-wrestle. Hakim reached behind her, cupped her asscheeks, and then he began to slowly pull them apart. Amanda could feel her pussylips opening as he pulled her cheeks apart. "I'm so wet!" she mumbled as they continued to kiss. Hakim backed away from Amanda's tongue and took her hand in his. He walked them both over to the leather couch in the corner of the room. He sat as she stood between his legs. He reached up and finished unbuttoning her dress as she placed her hands on his shoulders. When most of the buttons on her dress had been undone, Hakim reached up and removed her dress off of her shoulders and it slid down her arms. He continued to remove her dress from her thighs and legs as she stepped out of it leaving her in her bra and very wet panties. "Damn, Amanda! You're body is incredible. I was prepared for something special but I can't even begin to describe how fucking sexy you look!" proclaimed Hakim. "Hakim....," said Amanda sheepishly. Hakim could smell her excitement. He pulled her to him as her arms went around his head drawing him to her stomach. He began planting small, wet kisses on her abdomen as he reached behind her and began to knead her asscheeks. "Mmmmmmm....ohhhhh....ahhhhh," moaned Amanda as his soft, warm, wet lips made contact with her skin. Amanda squeezed her pussy muscles as Hakim's tongue made contact with the flesh on her stomach. He was licking his way up her body as he continued to rub and squeeze her ass. Goosebumps stood out on her body as he worked his way up to the underside of her breast. He licked around the lower half of her globe, tonguing and licking his way back and forth as her nipples hardened into diamond points. She had never been with a man who took the time to enjoy her beautiful body. She was glad she had decided to come with Hakim to his cousin's house! As Hakim continued to kiss and slowly lick around Amanda's titties, he brought his hands from her ass to her waist and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and began to shimmy her panties off of her hips. Her panties got caught between her legs as he was pulling them down so he reached between her thighs to untangle them and his fingers came into contact with her drenched panties. He could feel the puddle of wetness that had gathered there. As Amanda lifter her leg to free her panties, Hakim glanced between her thighs and saw her dewy wetness matting her orangish-reddish pubic hair around her pussylips. Amanda shivered as the cool air brushed past her exposed, drippingly wet pussylips. Hakim reached up and placed his large hands on the sides of her breasts and squeezed them so that her nipples stuck out between his forefinger and thumb. He brought his lips to one elongated nipple and tongued around it several times before slipping the nipple between his lips and biting lightly. "Ewwwww...Ohhhhh...Mmmmm.....Ahhhhhh," sighed Amanda as she placed her hand around the back of Hakim's head and brought his face closer to her breast. Hakim continued to lick and bite Amanda's nipples, he let one of her breasts go to run his hand down the front of her body, over her stomach, and through her pubic hair. He turned his hand palm up and began to lightly rub and massage her wet pussylips. Her wetness ran through his fingers and over his wrist. He was very gentle, yet deliberate. He could feel her trembling all over as he got her ready for his dick. Hakim had been with more than a couple of women and had learned many lessons. He quickly grew to understand that his dick was too big for most women to handle on a regular basis. He had also learned that a dripping wet pussy was required for him to be able to gain entry into a woman. They had to be WELL lubricated to handle all 11(his dick had not reached maturity yet and was still growing) of his inches. He had grew very adept at licking pussy. Most women came several times for him before he placed his dick inside of them. If a woman orgasmed before he dicked them, their pussies were usually so wet, they were able to accommodate all 11 inches of his dick somewhat comfortably. He preferred that to the biting and scratching females who screamed and hollered the whole time he was dicking them. Amanda's pussy was as wet as it had ever been! The combination of having her nipples sucked and licked, and having her pussylips gently played with was causing her to cream copiously on Hakim's fingers. Her nipples were throbbing under Hakim's lips! Hakim removed his hand from Amanda's pussy and began to guide her to a sitting position on the couch. He guided her to a reclining position as he got off the couch and crouched to his knees in front of her spread legs. "Ahhhhh," said Hakim as Amanda spread her legs and he viewed her orange-reddish pubic hair, which framed two bright pink pussylips that were dripping with her honeydew. The hair around her lips was saturated with her wetness. He could see that some it had leaked out of her pussy and trailed down to the crack in her ass. It was one of the prettiest pussies Hakim had ever laid eyes on. Hakim took his shirt off as he pulled Amanda's ass toward the edge of the couch. He could see her inner pussy lips contracting and releasing. He bent towards her grotto and planted a soft, wet, warm kiss right on her outer pussylips. Amanda moaned deeply as Hakim traced the outline of her pussylips with the tip of his tongue as his lips remained fastened to her outer pussylips. He ran his tongue lightly around her drenched lips...stopping to lick at the steady flow of juice leaking from her pussy. He then reached and spread her pussylips with his thumb and forefinger as he guided his tongue to her clitoris and began to flick steadily all around it and on it. "AHHHH.....Mmmmm....Oooohhhh.......Ummmmmmmmm," Amanda shrieked as her pussy imploded in orgasm and began to drip juices onto Hakim's chin. She had her pussy eaten before but Hakim was making love to her pussy unlike anyone had ever before!! He licked pussy like she thought a woman might do it if she was into that sort of thing. Amanda came two more times as Hakim worked magic on the lower half of her body. Hakim raised his eyes and looked at her as she came. Their eyes locked and she realized that he wasn't close to being done with her...this was just the beginning! Hakim planted one final kiss on her pussy as he rose...his chin and lips were covered in her whitish-clear cum. He bent over and placed his hands on her face as he kissed her. Her arms went around his neck as she licked her cum off of his face and chin. "Mmmmmm.....ahhhhh.....I taste good!" said Amanda into Hakim's ear. "Like warm honey, baby," Hakim answered back as he rose from her embrace and began to unbuckle his jeans with a devilish grin on his face. Amanda laid back on the couch and massaged her nipples while running her fingers through her pubic hair to rub her wet pussylips. She watched Hakim's chest muscles flex as he undid the button on his jeans and unzipped his zipper. When he pulled his jeans down to his knees, Amanda concentrated on the huge bulge in his underwear. "He has to have a sock stuffed in there or something...that can't be all him!" Amanda thought to herself. Hakim watched Amanda's mouth start to form an "O" as he stepped out of his pants and displayed his pouch to her wide-open eyes. He reached out his hand to take hers and pulled her to a sitting position so that she sat looking straight at his dick. He could feel her breath on his stomach. "Take my boxers off of me, Amanda," Hakim said. Hakim's dick had continued to grow since his first sexual encounter with Keisha. His dick now measured just over 11 inches and was thick as a normal woman's wrist. He wanted Amanda to see up close what he would be giving her. Amanda's eyes were glazed over as Hakim spoke to her. She was mesmerized by the size of his covered groin. Her hands shook as she reached to his waistband and began to pull his boxer's down to his knees. The first thing she noticed as she lowered his boxers was the black hair of his pubic area. Then she got her first glimpse of his dick. She noticed the thickness of his dick at the base and sighed audibly. "Ahhhh," Amanda moaned as she continued to pull his boxers down off of his thick, meaty stalk of flesh. As she pulled downward on his shorts, she found herself in awe at his length...the further down she pulled his shorts, the more dick was exposed to her hungry eyes. She had never imagined a dick could grow to be so thick and still maintain it's considerable length. She finally was able to pull his boxer's down to his knees. "OH.....MY......GOD!!" shrieked Amanda as she viewed the length and width of Hakim's dick for the first time. Her pussy began to contract uncontrollably in anticipation of being completely filled up with dick for the first time in her young life. Amanda realized that she could stop this situation now or she could continue on. If she continued on, she realized that once this overpowering dick was inside of her, she'd be consumed by it. She wanted to be taken by his dick...she wanted to know what it felt like to give in to a man solely because his dick had the power to make her do it! She wanted to feel used...to feel like a real woman. Amanda leaned forward and kissed Hakim just below his belly button as her breasts surrounded the length of his dick in a warm embrace. She licked her way down into his pubic hair, tickling him with her active, wet tongue. She then guided her tongue to the base of his dick and circled around it, licking and kissing him lightly. She took hold of his dick and lifted it so that she could lick and suck on his hefty balls. "Mmmm....that feels good, Amanda," breathed Hakim as he looked down at the top of her head. He watched her lick, nuzzle, and kiss his balls. She then licked her way along his length leaving a wet dripping trail on his dick. She licked up his length until she reached the tip of his dick. She then squeezed his dick and a drop of pre-cum emerged from the tip...she licked it off then took his spongy head into her mouth and sucked rather strongly. lick, nuzzle, and kiss his balls. She then licked her way along his length leaving a wet dripping trail on his dick. She licked up his length until she reached the tip of his dick. She then squeezed his dick and a drop of pre-cum emerged from the tip...she licked it off then took his spongy head into her mouth and sucked strongly. "Mmmm," Amanda moaned around Hakim's crown as she lazily glided her tongue over it. His dick felt like it belonged in her mouth. The warmth of his dick was radiating throughout her mouth making her mouth water all around his crown. As she continued moaning and slobbering on his dick, she thought about how her pussy was going to look and feel as it was being stretched by this monster she currently had in her mouth! Hakim felt his balls tightening up and he realized he was close to cumming from Amanda's excellent skull skills. She kept a tight, wet vacuum around his crown along with constantly licking and sucking on his head. All this activity simultaneously was pushing him toward the edge much sooner than he wanted to go there. He grabbed a handful of her flaming red hair and pulled her face off of his dick while he shifted his hips backwards releasing the lip lock she had on his cock. "PLOP", the sound made as Amanda's lips were taken off of Hakim's dick. "I wanted to taste...........your cum," Amanda said poutily. "You'll get your chance later, don't worry," Hakim said Hakim then took hold of his dick while guiding Amanda's face back toward it. He rubbed the length of his dick on her face, nose, and cheeks. He slapped her a few times with his dick as she moaned and placed her hands on her hips. She stuck out her tongue as he tapped her lips with his crown. "Tell me what you want, Amanda," Hakim said. "You.....this dick....inside me.....filling me....making me yours," she answered while looking at him as he continued to rub his warm, thick dick across her face. "Lie back, baby," Hakim said. Amanda eagerly complied by sliding backwards and reclining, stretching her legs out on either side of Hakim's hips. Hakim looked down at the "V" presented to him and noticed the pussy juice that was on Amanda's inner thighs and ass....she was drenched! Her pussy lips hung open oozing a clear stream of juice that mingled with the hair around her lips. Hakim took possession of Amanda's thighs and pulled them towards him so that her ass hung over the edge of the couch and she was lying on her back. He pulled his hips back and guided his dick towards her wet, open exposed pussy(hands-free). His crown glided past her wet lips as he continued rubbing his entire length back and forth along her pliant pussylips as he held her ankles in his hands. "Mmmmm.....shhhhhhh....ummmmmmmmmm," Amanda moaned in anticipation of the reaming her pussy was about to receive. Hakim guided the large crown of his dick towards Amanda's wet, pink pussy. He rubbed the head around her flower shaped pussylips to lubricate himself. Amanda's pussy was on fire with need! Her body had never been this excited in her life. Each touch of his warm dick on her open, exposed pussy sent electric-like chills from her pussy, throughout her body to the tips of her fingers and toes. Hakim began to slowly yet deliberately push his dick into Amanda's pussy. Her pussylips caved in at first as he pushed inward...they flowered open as he withdrew his crown. "Uhhhhh," Amanda moaned as she experienced the pleasure of taking Hakim's crown into her pussy for the first time. Hakim began to rock back and forth slowly, imbedding an additional half inch each time he rocked forward. His dick was already causing her pussy juices to collect around his dick and drip down her inner thighs. Amanda had approximately 3-4 inches of his dick in her at this time. "You okay, baby?" Hakim asked. "Y-Y-Yessssss.....give me more, PLEASE!" Amanda cried. Hakim reared back until just his plum-sized crown was resting on Amanda's grasping cuntlips and pushed forward with his half his length. "Ooooohhh........Ahhhhhhhhh.......Mmmmmmmmmm....Shhhhhhh...Ummmmm," cried Amanda as her pussy suddenly collapsed and then tightened around Hakim's dick in a series of mini-orgasms that coursed throughout her entire body. Hakim reared back again and pushed forward again feeding Amanda his dick. He looked down to see the hair around her bright pink lips coated with her cum and secretions. The six inches of dick he was giving her was coated in her pearly white dew. Her pink pussylips and his coal-black rod made for an interesting contrast in colors. Amanda felt her pussy stretching and contracting rhythmically like never before. She was amazed at the amount of lubrication she was producing and how thick Hakim's dick felt pushing inside of her. His dick felt alive! She wondered if she was going to be able to take all 11 inches of his dick. Right now, she couldn't see how that could happen as she looked between her thighs and saw her distended pussy lips wrapped snugly around 6 inches of the glistening heat missile between her thighs. Hakim was fucking Amanda at a nice, regular pace. He wanted her pussy to be nicely lubricated and stretched out before he made his deep plunges to the back of her cunt. "OHHHHH.....Ummmmm.....this....dick.....is....sooooo.....goood......Mmmmmmmm....," moaned Amanda as her pussy came once again, rather strongly this time. Hakim was feeding her 8 inches and she was taking it...fucking back at him when he entered her....she was almost ready for some serious, deep fucking! "Your pussy feels like a tight, wet, velvet glove, baby," Hakim said as he brought her ankles to rest around his neck. He reached up and grabbed a handful of both of her breasts, tweaking her nipples. "Ummmm.....I've.....never felt......ANYTHING......like THIS," Amanda said huffing and puffing as her orgasm waned. "Well, this is just the beginning.....you're going to take all of this dick, you hear me? I know you want it, and I want to give it to you.......give it all to you," Hakim said as he reared back and then suddenly plunged all 11 inches of his dick into Amanda's helplessly splayed pussy! "AAAAAAHHHHHH.......OOOOHHHHHHH.....MMMMMmm.....EWWWWWW.......SHIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT!" Amanda screamed as Hakim's dick slammed into the very recesses of her pussy, banging off of her cervix again and again, causing her to grab the cushions of the couch as she came repeatedly in one, long, intense orgasm. She felt the inner sleeve of her pussy being pushed and pulled by the monster dick she had inside of her. The slushy, squelching sounds of her wet pussy being hammered filled the room! Hakim's dick was sloshing through Amanda's pussy with little resistance, now. He was feeding her the ENTIRE length. She was one of the few girls who was able to take all of him the first time he fucked her. It usually took a few tries and some KY jelly! BrotherFuture Part 2 Opening scene (O.S.) Top Down view of Hakim walking among a busy crowded city street. It is winter and the weather is brisk. Hakim heads toward a plain red-brick building. The sign that sits above the entrance says "State Parole Office". Hakim stops to look at the sign before pushing the door inward and entering. Chap. 1 "You are not judged by the height you have risen, but from the depth you have climbed." - Frederick Douglass, Life and Times of Frederick Douglass, 1881 After weeks of not having any luck in securing employment, Hakim's parole agent, Dick Stern, called him and told him to report to the JustUs Golf Club on the other side of town. He was to be interviewed and hired as a busboy. The work was frustrating and demeaning to a fully aware and conscious black man. Hakim walked into Mr. Stern's office and sat down heavily in the cheap, pleather- coated chair that sat across from a man who was intently studying a file he was holding. "Have a seat," said Mr. Stern without looking up. "These last minute meetings you call me in for a little tiring. I have to take off from work to report here, which keeps me a few hours short of the required amount of hours YOU say I must work to not violate my parole. Plus, it cuts into my check," said Hakim as he took a seat. "For some reason, you're ASSUMING I give a shit…which I don't. I didn't call you in here to listen to you're little monologue. You're here to listen to ME," said Mr. Stern without looking up from the file he was still reading. Hakim sat quietly and looked at the dipshit sitting across from him. Hakim had pegged him correctly when he had first reported to this dickhead weeks ago. At that meeting, Mr. Stern had told him that he didn't really believe or have confidence in Hakim not re-offending and returning to jail. Hakim understood immediately that THIS MOTHERFUCKER wasn't going to do anything to help him make it but instead do everything he could to make it unbearable for him so that he would slip up and violate his parole. As Mr. Stern began talking, Hakim eyes glazed over. He continued to nod his head at the right pauses in the p.o.'s diatribe. He maintained an alert yet humble position in the chair. Hakim realized that this p.o. enjoyed the leash he had him on…the GRIP he had on his nutts…the power over his life! Hakim thought the guy was probably getting a little money on the side from the golf club. He had met other parolees who worked there who had told of their suspicions. As Hakim continued to look through Mr. Stern, he thought to himself, "This motherfucker has fake power and it's making his dick hard. His stringy ass wouldn't last a minute in prison. His silly ass doesn't recognize the storm I just walked out of (coming out of prison) or what I'm capable of. As Mr. Stern continued to babble to himself, Hakim began to think of the moves he was going to have to make very soon. The first thing he had to do was get some cream (money) together because this 'living in mom's basement' shit wasn't getting it. Second, he needed to get laid in the worse way…it had been awhile. Chap. 2 Hakim was getting ready for his first date in four years! He was standing in his "room" in the basement of his mother's house. His mother had received a section 8 voucher that had given her the opportunity to move out of the depressed, crime-ridden projects. His mother had always worked but they had always been low paying jobs. Her income qualified her for the program. His mother had told him about the incidents she had gone through as she searched for a house. Many of the landlords had been white and had found one reason or another not to rent to her. During one visit to a home in a predominantly white neighborhood, her potential new neighbors had walked over to her and the landlord and calmly informed them that they were not looking forward to having a black neighbor! "What the fuck? That's some cold shit, yo!" Hakim had thought to himself upon hearing the story. His mother had finally settled on a house in a racially mixed neighborhood. Hakim remembered the promise he had made to himself when he was younger that he wanted to purchase his mother a brand new home in a nice neighborhood when he made it to the NFL. As Hakim put his shirt on and begin to button it, his thoughts drifted back to Amanda and the course their relationship had taken. He also remembered Nicole, the girl he lost. Chap. 3 After sexing the shit out of Amanda that afternoon at his cousin's, Hakim had informed her that he didn't want a one-on-one relationship to come out this tryst. He guessed correctly that her parents would shit masonry bricks if they found out their innocent daughter had just had her pussy filled to the brim with thick, black dick. Amanda had given him that surly, desperate, pleading look that he was used to. Hakim was well aware of the guy she was dating. The dude was a real nimrod. Hakim had caught him quite a few times staring at him jealously at practices and games. Hakim continued explaining the complexities of their situation. Amanda began to understand Hakim's hesitancy. She decided not to press the issue, at this time. A few weeks later, Hakim had met a girl named Nicole. They had met at a party after another one of his great games. Nicole was a freshman at State University. She had been a dark chocolate colored sista. Thick and supple in all the right places. The best way to describe her would be sensual in an unassuming way. She had been from Georgia. Her womanly southern ways had attracted him to her immediately. She was coy yet confident. She acted like she could give two shits about him when he wasn't around and that made her all the more attractive to him. He began to enjoy and look forward to her company. They took a few weeks of phone conversations and weekend dates to get to know each other before Nicole invited Hakim on campus to her dorm room. Nicole thought that Hakim was very intelligent and mature for his age. There were guys on her campus who were dying to date her but they really didn't do anything for her. They were damn near transparent compared to Hakim. She was digging him like an 'old soul record'! She had made up her mind that if he didn't say or do anything stupid tonight, he would end up getting his dick wet! Nicole had already informed her roommate, Brandy, that she would need the room for a few hours. Chap. 4 After signing Hakim into her dorm, they rode the elevator to her floor. Upon entering her room, Nicole thought to herself that she was going to fuck the shit out of this young boy and send him home. Hakim watched Nicole's ass shake and jiggle before him as she entered the room before him. She had on a pair of tight jeans that outlined the cheeks of her ass, perfectly. She had on a loose fitting shirt that did nothing to hide the fullness of her titties. Hakim could see the outline of her nipples under her bra and shirt. He had been on a few dates with Nicole and to his pleasant surprise, her body looked better and better each time. They had ordered some pizza and watched a movie on her VCR. As the hours passed by, their combined young adult passion filled the room with an erotic vibe that neither could deny. Nicole beckoned Hakim to join her on the bed she was lying on. Hakim responded by getting out of the chair he was sitting in and joining her on the bed. As he approached the bed, Nicole reached for the remote and cut the t.v. off. She also spread her legs. Hakim placed his body between her spread thighs and reclined himself onto her supine body. They kissed, softly at first. Nicole stuck her tongue into Hakim's mouth and was pleased to find that he could tongue-wrestle quite nicely. She began to wonder what else he was good at with his tongue! Hakim reached up and began to fondle Nicole's breast softly yet firmly as they continued to kiss. Nicole tried unsuccessfully to suppress her moans as Hakim's thumb and finger began to pull and pinch her already engorged nipples through her shirt and bra. Nicole began to realize that Hakim wasn't an amateur at this. She usually had to guide guy's hands to where she wanted them, but Hakim seemed to already know her hot spots. She breathed a sigh of relief as he began to kiss and tongue her ears and then her neck. "Ummmm….that feels good, Hakim," whispered Nicole as suddenly raised himself onto his knees and removed both his shirt and t-shirt. Nicole gasped as she viewed Hakim's naked, ripped, and muscular torso for the first time. "Damn baby, you sure know how to hide a bomb body! I would have never guessed you were this built," she said as her stomach fluttered in anticipation for what he hadn't shown her yet. "Likewise," Hakim said as he slowly but deliberately reached forward and took hold of Nicole's loose fitting shirt and began to shimmy it back and forth so that it came out of her jeans. He watched as her firm, taut stomach came into view…followed by the white fabric holding back her 38dd's. As Nicole pulled her shirt free from her hair, she could hear Hakim suck in his breath. "Those can't be real," Hakim thought to himself as he watched Nicole's bra- covered breasts shimmy and undulate as she finished taking her shirt off and let her arms fall back to her side. The pale whiteness of her bra contrasted starkly with the deep, rich brown chocolate of her skin. Her cleavage was long and deep. He could also see the indentations of her nipples attempting to bust through the fabric of her bra. Nicole's thighs opened slightly as Hakim leaned forward to kiss her. Her lips were soft and pliant as he kissed her. Her breath smelled like mints. As he kissed Nicole, her tongue slid into his mouth and began to wrestle with his tongue. Hakim broke the kiss and began to kiss Nicole on her cheeks. He then began licking and sucking on her neck. Nicole began to moan as her jean-covered pussy began humping the hardness between Hakim's legs. "Mmmm….," Nicole moaned as Hakim reached up and began to move the straps of her bra off of her shoulders. He began licking and nibbling on her shoulders as she pulled her arms free from her bra straps. Hakim reached up with both hands and deftly unclasped the front of her bra. Nicole wasn't lost on the fact that he had removed her bra without stumbling. He got points for that, too. As Nicole's dark chocolate orbs were released from the confines of her bra, her nipples brushed against the fabric of her bra, stiffening even more in the process. Her nipples were long and thimble-like. Hakim's mouth began to water. Hakim's eyes were divided between Nicole's hard-tipped titties and her sultry hazel eyes as he said, "You're titties are unbelievable, Nic…Damn!!" "Thank you," Nicole said as she felt Hakim's large hands take hold of her "twin midgets" and begin to knead them delicately yet firmly. Hakim released Nicole's breasts and took hold of her hands. He brought her hands to her breasts and said, "Hold them for me," Obediently, Nicole took hold of the sides and bottoms of her breasts. Hakim bent forward and his lips came into contact with the goose-bumped texture of her Nicole's turgid nipples and began to lick in slow, wet circles. Her nipples hardened into spongy eraser tips as he licked and sucked. Nicole moaned while continuing to hold her breasts up for the 'tongue beating' they were receiving. "SSHHIIIITT…..than feels soooo good, baby!" Nicole moaned as Hakim continued flicking her nipples with his overactive tongue. Chills were running down her spine as this young boy disproved the common myths about the inexperience of younger men. As Hakim licked and sucked on Nicole's breasts, he began to unbutton, then unzip and pull Nicole's jeans off of her hips. She raised her hips to assist him. Hakim noticed the large wet spot on Nicole's cream-colored panties. As Nicole brought her legs back down, Hakim reached forward and cupped her full breast while tweaking her nipple. Hakim ran his hand down to Nicole's crotch and cupped it, too. His fingers immediately became moist with the wetness seeping through her panty material! "Ummm….Ahhhhh….Mmmmmm….," Nicole moaned as her breathing quickened. Hakim brought Nicole's legs together and began to pull her panties off her hips and up her legs. His nose was caressed with the smell of strawberries and expectant pussy. Hakim spread Nicole's legs and looked at Nicole's bright pink, shiny, dripping wet pussy. Nicole moaned deeply as she closed her eyes and thought, "I hope he doesn't just lie there looking at my pussy for the rest of the night! I need to be eaten!" Suddenly, Nicole felt Hakim's weight shift on the bed and a soft breath on the lips of her pussy. Hakim began lightly licking the outer lips of Nicole's pussy in a slow, wet circular motion. "Mmmmm…..Ooooohhhh," Nicole moaned as her thighs began to quake and quiver around Hakim's burrowing head. His tongue felt as if it were charged with electricity! Nicole laid back and watched Hakim stare hungrily at her snatch. Her pussy was clenching/unclenching involuntarily in anticipation of getting lapped up. Her juices were flowing. She usually produced a fairly large amount of lubrication, but as of this moment, her pussy had never been wetter. If she concentrated, she could actually hear her pussy making sucking sounds as it involuntarily clenched. Hakim continued to trace her lips with the tip of his tongue. He then glided his wet tongue down to the area between her pussy and asshole. He continued to lightly lick around her asshole as she moaned and squirmed on the bed. He tap- tap his tongue into her asshole, repeatedly! "Oooooo…..aahhhhhhhh….mmmmmm….oh..oh…oh…ummmmm…," Nicole moaned as she approached a quick but strong orgasm. Hakim licked back upwards toward Nicole's exposed clit. He softly licked around it and then pursed his lips and sucked her clit into his mouth while constantly licking it at the same time. He reached up and firmly yet gently grasped both of her breasts and thumbed her nipples as he licked and sucked on her clit. The combined sensations sent Nicole over the edge once again! His tongue was doing things to her pussy that had never been done before! "OOOhhhh….ummmmm…mmmmm….DAMN," she screamed as she came flooding his mouth with her copious outpouring of juices, once again. Hakim had to concentrate on swallowing as he was close to choking on the large amount of wetness that had shot into his mouth as he licked and tongued her clit. He watched Nicole's stomach clinching and unclinching as she writhed on the bed. "Did you like that, baby?" Hakim said as he dipped his glistening chin towards Nicole's pussy lips and began to lap like a cat drinking milk. "Y-Y-Yes!!" Nicole moaned. Hakim brought his hand to Nicole's pussy and gently but firmly guided two of his fingers into Nicole's twat and began thrusting and rotating his fingers. He continued his lingual assault on her clit. "OOOHHH….Hakim…..BABY……Ummmm….," Nicole moaned. "Ahh…AH…AH…Ahhhhhhh…..I'm CUMMING!" Nicole screamed as Hakim began tonguing her clit while simultaneously rotating and thrusting his fingers even faster! Hakim felt the pulse and squeeze action of Nicole's pussy before it squirted and dribbled her love juice onto his fingers and hand. As Nicole lay panting, her pussy clenched and unclenched itself around his fingers. She could not believe the pussy eating/licking skills that Hakim possessed. Hakim figured that she was as ready as she was ever going to be for his dick. As Nicole continued to roll her head back on forth across the back of the couch, Hakim raised himself up and grasped his erect dick and began to smack the underside of his dick across her pussy lips making a lewd "splishy" sound. Nicole opened her eyes and look down toward her stomach to see her splayed pussy lips being slapped with his thick dick. The sensation was causing her clit to harden and tingle. "Mmmm….that feels good, Hakim," Nicole moaned between clenched teeth. "Oh…SHIT! That's a big dick!" thought Nicole as she unconsciously spread her thighs further. Hakim guided the large, spongy head of his dick to Nicole's yawning, sloppy wet pussy. As his heated hardness made contact with her willing wetness, they both looked at each other and moaned. He began to push the head of his dick into her, one slow inch at a time. "Ooooohh…ahhhhhh….mmmmm…..ugh……ah…mmmm…..," Nicole sang out as his dick sank into her wetness causing her pussy lips to spread obscenely around his black, shiny girth. He slid 6 inches into with ease because of the lubrication her pussy had produced. Her pussy felt like a wet, warm massage was being performed on his dick. He could feel her pussy clenching/unclenching as his dick progressed along her pussy channel. She was moaning nonstop with a look of awe on her face. He bent down and took a long 1/2-inch pink nipple between his lips and licked and sucked for all he was worth as he slid another 3-inches into her tight, wet pussy. He slid out slowly and then slammed 9-inches of dick back into her. Nicole came immediately, her pussy filling up with juices and squirting warm cum all around his dick! "AAAhhhhhh…..oh my GOD! Ewwwww…..mmmmmm…ummmm…….I'm CUMMING so hard….ahhhhhh….don't stop…..mmmmmmm..," she screamed as she came. Hakim reared back determined to get more of his dick into her slimy wet pussy. He pushed forward and gave her ANOTHER INCH to deal with. Her face screwed itself into a look of agony and then pure pleasure as she continued to cum and squirt around his dick! Her pink-colored pussy looked so sexy as his ebony, coal-black dick slid in and out of her. His dick was positively DRENCHED with her whitish colored cum. She had never seen her cum so clearly on a man's dick. It was thick and slimy and her pussy was producing a lot of it for him to fuck through. She further noticed that her nipples were so hard they hurt. She also could see her clit sticking farther out of its hood than it EVER had before. "This pussy is good, baby! Keep that pussy cumming for me! You want some more of this dick inside of you?" Hakim asked as he slammed in another inch of his dick as he moved her thighs further back on the couch exposing all of her pussy to his onslaught. "Yesssssss, I want it, babeeeeeeee……oooohhhhh……ummmmmm……my pussy won't stop cummmmmmminnngggggggg!!" she screamed as Hakim began to quickly enter and exit her pussy pushing more dick into her until his balls slapped against her asshole. Nicole felt as if her pussy was being turned inside out with all the orgasms and pounding it was taking. Hakim was manhandling her pussy and she loved it. Her pussy had never felt so full before! The pressure of all that dick being crammed between her thighs was unbelievable! She couldn't believe that her pussy had taken his entire dick but he was slamming himself in and out of at will. Her entire genital region was tingly from the multiple orgasms he was causing her to have. Nicole put her hand on her stomach and felt the entire length of his dick coursing through her lower belly. He had so much dick inside of her! The nerve endings in her pussy were screaming their pleasure!! Hakim reached down and grabbed her asscheeks and began to move her body towards his as he entered her. The resounding collision between their bodies served to drive his deeply imbedded dick deeper into her helpless open pussy. He was banging her uterine wall causing her to scream in ecstasy, as she had NEVER been penetrated that deeply before. She felt like she was being pulled back and forth over a very warm, thick and hard pole. Every time Hakim hit rock bottom inside of her, her pussy made "squelching" noises as more juice was forced out of her pussy to drip around the thick base of his shaft. BrotherFuture Part 2 Nicole grabbed Hakim's forearms and began hunching her lower body back at Hakim as the tip of his dick slammed repeatedly off of her uterus. Her cum and pussy juices had mingled and were dripping out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass. "OOOhhh….ummmm…..shiiiiiiiitttttt!! Keep POUNDING MEEEEE…OOOhh FUCK!" she screamed as another string of orgasms suddenly coursed through her pussy as she grinded her impaled pussy around his massive dick. Hakim felt her cumming and leaned his body over hers (still keeping her ass gripped in his hands) and began to hammer her pussy unmercifully as she screamed long and hard! He pulled his dick out to the tip and repeatedly slammed all 11-inches of his cum-covered dick into her depths, filling her completely each time. Nicole began to wail and kick as her strongest orgasm hit her yet! "His dick is making my pussy cum so much I may have to ask him to stop! I can't take much more of this. He's driving me over the fucking edge! SHIT, this feels good! I'm glad I decided to give up this pussy to him! Look what the fuck I would have missed!" she somehow thought as Hakim crammed her box full of all 11- inches and began to slowly grind her pussy clockwise and counterclockwise. "Ummmmmmm….mmmmmmmmmmmm…ewwwwwwwwwwww…ooooooooooh hhh," Nicole deeply moaned as she hugged Hakim's shoulders and buried her face in his neck. As Nicole's clenching pussy continued to milk Hakim's dick, Hakim's balls began tightening up. His dick sliced through the deepest area of Nicole's pussy time and time again. Hakim's cum raced up the stalk of his dick so quickly and forcibly, he didn't have time to pull his cock free of Nicole's sucking, wet pussy. His dick contracted strongly time and time again within the folds of her pussy filling her pussy to overflow with his cum. As Hakim pulled his dick out of Nicole, her pussy gushed a stream of thick, white cum/pussy juice onto her thighs and butt cheeks. It ran in rivulets down the crack of her round ass. CHAPTER 5 Nicole exited her room with a robe and bath towel and headed to the restroom at the other end of the long hallway. She felt dizzy and her thighs quivered and quaked as she gingerly walked down the hall. Hakim had filled her pussy to overflow…first, with dick….and then his cum. His cum continued to flow out of her pussy lips and down her thighs as she walked. Meanwhile, Nicole's roommate, Brandy, stumbled out of the elevator as Nicole entered the bathroom. Brandy headed to her room on unsteady legs. She attended a frat party on campus earlier in the evening with a date. Her date had gotten drunk and began treating her like an asshole in a pathetic attempt at impressing his equally drunk friends. "Stupid motherfucker could have gotten some of this tonight, but instead he wanted to cram his head up his ass all night," Brandy thought to herself as she walked home to her dorm room. Brandy was stacked very nice. She was Italian and had tits and ass resembling a Black woman. She often got long stares from the black men on campus. They knew ass when they saw it, especially a White woman with bubblicious ass prouncing around on campus. She had entertained the idea of dating a Black man after detailed discussions with Nicole. Nicole had made her wet many nights explaining in detail what she had done or had done to her on a date. So far though, the right situation had not presented itself. Nicole was supposed to tie a scarf around the door handle if she was still 'entertaining' her guest. As she approached the dorm room door, she saw no scarf. She let herself into the pitch-black room. Brandy stumbled as she felt around for her bed. When she found it, she began taking her clothes off. She was horny as hell! "I might as well go over and see if she got some tonight. At least it would be one of us," thought Brandy as she walked over to Nicole's bed on still unsteady legs. CHAPTER 6 Hakim's eyes were bugging out of his head! Nicole's roommate was plush! Damn, the girl had the nerve to have big titties and nice hips! Her titties swung to and fro as she got closer to the bed where he was lying motionless with a rock hard, cum-covered dick! "This white girl is going to scream rape when she realizes that a buck-naked Black man is in her roommates bed," thought Hakim. Brandy began calling Nicole's name, softly. Her speech was a little slurred. When she received no answer, she came closer to the bed. Still calling Nicole's name, Brandy reached out to nudge her roommate and hand grazed something hard, something warm…something out of place. As Brandy's eyes adjusted to the darkness, she suddenly gasped. She suddenly was able to make out Hakim's fake-sleeping form…and especially the 11-inch boner he was sporting! "Where the fuck is Nicole?!" Brandy thought as her breath quickened. Brandy could not take her eyes off of Hakim's thick, long, erect dick! It seemed to be hypnotizing her, somehow. Was he sleeping? Did he know she was even in the room? She bent down to get a better look at a Black dick. She figured it wouldn't do any harm to just look. Shit, she may never get this opportunity again. "Holy FUCK!" Brandy whispered out loud as the sight and size of Hakim's dick caused her mouth to suddenly water. As she moved even closer, she detected the scent of another woman pussy. The smell made her nipples harden and her pussy moisten itself, immediately. "If I gave him a little head, he's probably assume it was Nicole", Brandy thought as she bent forward, resting her pendulum us breasts on his legs. She stuck out her tongue and licked Hakim's crown, wetly. She then took his plum-sized dickhead into her mouth and began to bob and weave on his dick. Her mouth was so wet, spittle dripped down the length of his dick. "Ummm…Mmmmm….Oooooh…Nicole, baby!" Hakim moaned…playing along. "Good! He think I'm Nicole," Brandy thought to herself as Hakim cupped her titties and began to squeeze her nipples. Brandy and Nicole were built similar. Big titties and wide hips. Brandy could not believe that Nicole's friend was mistaking her for Nicole. "Fuck, this bitch is giving me fantastic head! Her body is bomb, too!" Hakim thought as he thrust his dick into Brandy's wet mouth, repeatedly. Hakim grabbed Brandy's skull with both hands and began thrusting harder into her tight, wet mouth. "MMmmmmm…..," Brandy moaned around Hakim's thick, warm dick. She could not believe she was sucking the big, black dick of her roommate's man! She was acting like a slut and loving it! "Come ride this dick, bitch!" Hakim growled as he pulled Brandy's lips off of his shiny dick with a wet, slurpy, "popping" sound. "What the fuck do I do now?!" Brandy frantically thought as Hakim began pulling her towards him and positioning her hips over his. Her drenched pussy lips rubbed against the wide, long dick between her thighs. Hakim reached around and grabbed Brandy's asscheeks as the crown of his dick began to push through Brady's obscenely splayed pussy lips. "Ooooohhhh….Ewwww…..Mmmmmm….," Brandy moaned as her pussy made wet, sucking sounds around the biggest dick she had ever encountered in her life! Hakim took hold of Brandy's 38DD's and brought his mouth to her long, pink distended nipple and began to swirl his tongue in wet, tiny circles. "Ahhhh….Ah….Ahhhhh…..," Brandy cried as the double sensation of having her nipples sucked on and her pussy steadily filled with dick caused her to fall forward onto Hakim's chest, moaning nonstop. "How do you like the feeling of having all this flack dick fuck through your little WHITE pussy, huh?!" Hakim whispered into Brandy's ear as he cruelly drove the final 2 inches of his dick into her more than willing pussy. "AHHHHHH..,…OHHHHHH….SHHHIIITTTTT!!" Brandy screamed as her vaginal tract was totally and completely filled for the first time in her life. Her pussy…No, her entire body began to spasm in a monumental orgasm. Her pussy spurted its cream along the length of Hakim's deeply entrenched cock. As Hakim continued to repeatedly thrust all 11-inches of his dick into her gaping pussy, they both heard/felt her pussy making wet, farting sounds as he entered and exited her pussy. Brandy was dizzy from her strong orgasm and Hakim's question. "D-D-Did you know it was me the whole time?" Brandy asked as her pussy continued its clinch-unclinching movement around Hakim's dick. "Yep," Hakim answered as he slapped her asscheek. "You bastard!" Brandy said as she playfully slapped his shoulder. "Hold up, babe. I didn't make you start licking my dick, now did I?" Hakim asked. Brandy said nothing as her pussy began rotating in tight circles around Hakim's dick. "Get on your knees! Put your face in the pillow and your ass in the air…you started this, so I'm going to finish it by filling your pussy with my cum," Hakim said as he pulled his dick out of Brandy's wet, tight, clutching pussy. "Ohhhh…..," Brandy moaned as her stomach suddenly felt empty. She obediently bent forward and grabbed a pillow while sticking her ass in the air. Brandy suddenly lifted her head from the pillow and turned her head towards Hakim. "H-Hey, what the hell IS your name?!" "Hakim", he said as he laughed. "And yours?" Hakim asked. "Brandy," she answered. "Nice to meet you," Hakim said as he held Brandy's soft, billowy ass cheeks in his hands and proceeded to enter her pussy. Her pussy continued to slurp and fart its audible satisfaction being drilled by its new friend. "Fuck me, Hakim. Fuck me hard before my roommate comes back…Please!" Brandy moaned as she threw her well-rounded ass onto Hakim's deeply embedded dick. Hakim began thrusting deeply, leaving three-fourths of his dick inside Brandy before thrusting quickly and deeply. "OOOOHHHHH…..MMMMMMM…..I-I-I'M CUMMMMIINNNGGG," Brandy screamed into the pillow as she felt Hakim banging the tip of his dick against what had to be her uterine wall! Her stomach felt warm and tingly as Hakim corkscrewed his beefy dick against her walls causing her lower body to convulse as a wicked orgasm overtook her entire body. Hakim continued thrusting deeply into Brandy's upturned pussy. He knew that he was banging the hell out of the back of her pussy and he enjoyed the way she was throwing her ass back at him. To his way of thinking, she had asked for a bruised pussy by trying to sneak and suck his dick in the dark. When he got done depositing his load, she would know how it felt to be plowed by a big, black dick. Even at his young age, Hakim realized that White women wondered about Black men, sexually. It seemed that they both feared and desired the Black body in one way or the other. Hakim's nutts began to tighten up as Brandy threw her ass back at him without abandon. She wanted to get fucked rough…she wasn't fooling him at all. She knew EXACTLY what she had been doing when she began licking his dick. Brandy groaned deeply as all 11-inches of Hakim's dick continued to slice through and bang against the deepest part of her stretched quim. Suddenly, Hakim began groaning and pouring his hot cum into her pussy. She came again as she felt his cum massaging her raw, stretched pussy walls. Hakim slid his dick out of Brandy with a wet, slushy sound. Brandy continued moaning into the pillow as Hakim's cum flowed out of her pussy and down her thighs. "SMACK" Hakim slapped Brandy's asscheek and told her she to get in her bed before Nicole came back. Brandy moved to the edge of the bed and began licking Hakim's cum-covered dick and balls. "Mmmmmm…..Ummmmmm…..," Brandy moaned as she tasted herself cum on his dick. "Your cock is incredible, Hakim. Nicole is soooo fucking lucky!" Brandy said. "She's not going to find out about this, is she?" Hakim asked. "It DAMN sure won't be from me!" Brandy said as she released Hakim's dick, stood up, kissed him and walked towards her bed. Once she reached it, she pulled the covers back, got in, and began to drift off to sleep…snoring lightly. Two minutes later, Nicole crept back into the room. As Nicole returned to her bed and climbed in, she snuggled up against Hakim. He whispered, "Your roommate is over there drunk and sleeping. She didn't realize I was even over where when she came in". Nicole grabbed Hakim's still-wet dick under the sheets and said, "Whatever, you're still going to give me some more of this big dick, tonight. If she wakes up, maybe she can join us?" Hakim grinned as he felt Nicole sliding her body beneath the sheets to suck her roommates cum off of his dick. CHAPTER 7 Hakim hopped on the crowded bus. He didn't have a license so his mother would not loan him her car for his date tonight. She offered to drive him to the woman's house but Hakim wasn't having that. That was lame as hell!! He could imagine getting of his mom's car as his date stood at her door waving. Naw, he decided to mack the bus. As soon as he found a comfortable place to stand, he began thinking about the four years of his life that had slipped by while he sat in jail. He still had plans to get some get-back on those motherfuckers…NO DOUBT!! But right now, his plans would be on hold until he got some lucheezi in his pockets. He wasn't making any money washing dishes. "Yo, my man, don't I know you?" Hakim heard someone asking him. Hakim looked up and recognized an old friend from high school. Tony. Tony had been a year behind him in high school. He also played the wide receiver position. They had practiced together. Yeah, dude knew him. "Hey what's up T? What's going on with you?" Hakim asked. "Hakim! I thought that was you but I wasn't sure. When you get out, yo?" Tony asked as he dapped Hakim up. "Two months ago, yo. Shit is madd different out here in the world, sun. Seems like everybody selling or smoking crack. Damn!" Hakim said. "Yo, for real, ain't no money like drug money, sun," Tony said. "What you know 'bout that game, T?" Hakim asked. "Enough to know that I'm knocking bricks (kilos) on the regular and collecting this cream like its nobody business," Tony said slyly. "You doing it like that? Well why the fuck you riding the bus if you rollin' like Scarface, T?" Hakim asked as he smiled waiting for the bullshit answer. "I'm riding the bus because I'm coming from work, dumb ass! You think that's all I do is sling rocks? Come on, yo….jail must have made your brain soft. Who the fuck in their right mind drives into the city to work?! Parking is a bitch down that way!" Tony answered. "Oh," Hakim answered feeling like a jackass for not knowing that. "Well look here, black, my stop is coming up. I got that product if you want to get put on and get some weight in those light ass pockets you got…If you want to get money, get with me. Call me when you ready to get rich, nigga," Tony said as he slid a card into Hakim's palm and exited the bus. Hakim stared at the card... Part 3 To Come Soon! BrotherFuture Part 3 "Shit is mad real out here in this battlefield." Method Man (1999) * * Chapter 1 As the bus continued on its way, Hakim stared at the card Tony had given him. Hakim realized at that moment that he had a very serious decision to make. His pockets were too fucking light for his taste! Since he had been released from prison, he realized that things had changed. Somewhere along the way, crack cocaine had become the obsession of an entire generation of people. Selling, using, cooking it up—all exploded. It seemed like everyone he once knew was into crack in some form or other. When Hakim had been younger and living in the projects, he had been enamored with the thought that sixteen and seventeen-year-old dropouts could earn thousands in hours without ever leaving the comfort of their own street corners. He remembered staring enviously at the shiny Jeep Cherokees and Volvos that boasted exorbitant sound systems and how the girls flocked to the dealers when they walked into the clubs and skating rinks with their glittering jewelry blinding the crowd. He had been amazed at how, seemingly overnight, brothas he'd been chucking dodgeballs at on the elementary-school playground only eight years earlier now had their names spoken in awed whispers. Though he had partied with some of the dopemen, ran the streets with a few; he could never bring himself to join The Game. Not that he had been noble or opting instead for some moral high ground. It had been simple: he had been afraid. Afraid of going to jail. And once closer scrutiny of the rulebook made him realize that murder was standard operating procedure in drug dealing—afraid of dying. But time had changed and so had he. He had had the opportunity to witness the mass incarceration of Black men, young and old alike, because of drugs while it seemed that whites who committed the same crimes were given a second chance to prove their worth to society by receiving probation and community service. Although Blacks make up only 13.5-14% of the total population in the United States, their numbers are reaching 55-60% of the total population in America's dungeons! He had stopped believing the lies of American society and so had many other young Black men. Hakim had talked with many people and witnessed many things while in jail and he had come to realize that "The Drug Game" gave truth to all those wonderful lies American schoolkids are fed about all the joyful opportunities America holds for them. "Just go to school, get a good job and make good money" had become the mantra for a society unwilling to face up to its true legacy of cowardly racist acts and beliefs, and it's exclusionary attitude towards others who were/are not white. 'The Game' was about Black kids mimicking power brokers, about Black youth showing just how right-wing George Bush and his cronies could make the rest of us. It was about rugged individualism ("I gotta get mine"), megabucks ("Make money, money, make money"), about eschewing the welfare of the collective in favor of hoarding wealth for a few ('Don't ask me for shit!"). What was fucked up…what was incredulous was that white America viewed crack dealers as the scourge of the Earth while minimizing the impact of white- collar crimes, institutional racism, and politicians! But crack dealers aren't the only American men to be tempted by the dollar. Capitalism corrupts thoroughly, across CLASS and RACE lines, across professional boundaries. Corruption, cashing out on principles, they are very much the American way! Hakim realized that the decision he had to make would change his life, dramatically. He had to think deeply and seriously about it. He realized that if he did decide to get involved in The Game, it would have to be short term. Get in, get money, and get out. The bling-bling of the drug culture held no interest to him. That was the same ignorant ass mentality that had gotten so many stupid jackasses locked behind bars. Selling…whether it was crack cocaine on the block or advertisers on television telling you why you had to have the next new fuel-wasting truck…it was business, never personal. He surmised that if was able to keep the 'drug game' as a business venture and not an ego trip, he might just be able to pull the shit off. He had grown while in prison and had learned three important principles: kill hard and fast without hesitation, never trust anyone where your life is concerned, and, when you want something done right, do it your damn self! * * Chapter 2 "Fate is determined by what one does and what one doesn't do." Ralph Ellison Scene: A transit authority bus lumbers to a stop in a clean, residential street corner. Hakim exits the bus and pulls a piece of paper out of his shirt pocket and begins to unfold it to view it. He chuckles at the event that had caused him to possess the paper and his first date with a female since he had been released from prison three months prior. Two weeks ago… Hakim had had the day off so he decided to go to town. He planned to walk around for a bit and then get a haircut at one of his old hangouts. The downtown area had changed dramatically. A spanking brand new county jail lockup had been built while he was away and its' ugly shit-colored bricks contrasted sharply with the formerly attractive skyline of the city. Anything to keep the bucks rolling in, he guessed. After Hakim got his hair cut, he headed into an upscale department store to purchase a scarf for his mother. He had missed the shit out of his mother while locked up and he realized since he had been home just how much his mother had missed him. She had been very supportive of him, as she knew that it would be hard for him coming out of jail. She looked out constantly. He wanted to thank her for all she had done for him. Right now it would be something small, but ultimately he wanted to make good on the promise he had once made about purchasing her a dream home. Walking around the department store…a 6'2", 210 lb. muscular Black man drew the usual attention. Security and nervous stares from white patrons followed him throughout. As Hakim walked past a row of women's blouses, his eyes scanned a familiar face at the sales counter…Keisha. The woman who had taken his virginity!! She looked good…damn good! And her co-worker was a stunner, also. Maybe even more so. She seemed to be Asian mixed with European heritage. And the woman had a body that resembled the movie and television actress, Vivica A. Fox! "How the fuck they got both of these fine motherfuckers working the same counter?" Hakim asked himself. As Hakim walked towards the counter, Keisha bent forward at the waist to pick a receipt off of the floor. Her ass cheeks under her skirt spread invitingly. Hakim remembered the fact that Keisha liked her ass cheeks rubbed and smacked hard when she was getting dicked doggystyle. He also remembered how soupy her pussy had been! She stayed wet for an extremely long time and left extremely large wet spots on his bed, he also remembered. After the first time he had gotten between her thighs, she had allowed him to fuck her whenever he had the desire. She had been hooked! But her problems began when she ran her big mouth to her girlfriends about the new, big dick in her life. After that, they had to find out what she was bragging about. She had learned a lesson she would find hard to forget in the coming years. As she straightened up, she glanced in his direction and immediately recognized him. He appeared to be thicker and somehow more muscular than he had been before entering prison. Her eyes sharpened and she sucked her teeth, slightly. She had not felt the least bit sorry for him when he was charged, tried, and convicted for possessing drugs. Though some people felt that Hakim had been set up, she wasn't worried about the facts of the case. Hakim had hurt and humiliated her by fucking her and then banging her closest friends. Then, he had the nerve to start fucking a white girl!! After that, he had virtually ignored her for the rest of the year! That little fact hadn't sat well with her then, and she damn sure was going to let him know about it! Keisha remembered that during that time she had practically begged Hakim to be with her and he had spurned her advances. It had been the first time in her life that she didn't get what she wanted. She didn't forget shit like that easily! Hakim smiled, waved, and began walking toward the counter Keisha was standing behind. "What's up Hakim?" Keisha said as he reached the counter. "Hello, Keish. How have you been? Damn, it's good to see an old face…uh…er…I mean a pretty face," Hakim said. "Sorry I can't say the same." Keisha mumbled. "Keisha…" Hakim began. "No, wait! I realize that you probably just got out or escaped or something. But that don't mean shit to me! You played me, Hakim. You played me like Shaq played Dikembe in the Finals…HARD!! You come in here after four years and expect me to be happy to see your ass? Excuse me if I don't fall down and kiss the fucking floor!" Keisha said heatedly. Keisha's supervisor, Erin, rounded the corner to see her rude ass, ghetto employee once again cussing out a customer. Since she had began training the girl two weeks ago, it seemed that at least once a week she was arguing with someone! The girl had come from another store but her employee record stated that she was in need of some serious conflict resolution skills. "What the fuck is her problem, now?" Erin asked herself as she eyed the man Keisha was venting on. "Hmmm…he looks kind of fine! Girlfriend is tripping," Erin said to herself as she walked closer to the action. Erin stood 5'7" and weighed 140 lbs. Her frame measured 35-24-37. She was 24-years old. She was of Chinese, Black and European descent. Her mother was Chinese and her father was half-white and half-black. She had oval shaped eyes and fair skin. Her hair hung to the middle of her back. It was black-colored with auburn streaks. She was built for fucking but most men, black, white, or other, seemed to be intimidated by her looks and her straightforwardness. She also had the same problem with women. When she walked into a room, all eyes turned to her. She had that effect on people. Her fair skin and moon face gave her an exotic cipher that was hard to miss, yo! She was a beautiful woman trapped somewhat by her own beauty. It had been so long since a man had taken control and made her feel like a woman…a real woman. Most of the guys she had dated in the recent past treated her more as a trophy piece than a person. She was tired of that shit! She wished for a man to see her as a conquest and conquer her…bring down her defenses and fears. Make her submit to his loving will. She was looking for a man to share her love with. A man to satiate the constant burning between her brain and thighs!! "K-Keisha…look….all I wanted to say was hello. I saw you over here and since I haven't seen or heard from you in four years, I decided to come over and say hello. I had no idea that you felt this way about me. I'm sorry if I did anything in the past to hurt you but that shit was four-five years ago. A lot has happened since then," Hakim tried to explain. "Whatever motherfucka. I know that you used to be someone I knew until you started banging that white girl. After that, you head was in the clouds and that's why I didn't and still don't feel bad for your ass!! You got what you deserved!" Keisha said venomously. Hakim just stood and stared at the mental midget standing before him! Apparently, she had never gotten past the notion that HER pussy wasn't the only one created on Earth. She was STILL talking about that way-back shit! What the fuck? He had been a kid, then. Apparently, that was where she was…still with that kid shit. He realized that she had enjoyed everything that had happened to him because he hadn't chosen her for his one and only. Her vindictiveness was pathetic and misplaced. "Is there a problem here?" Erin asked as she came and stood next to Keisha while looking directly at Hakim. One of the qualities that Erin possessed was honesty. If she saw a handsome man, black, white, or other, she took notice. The Black man standing before her was breathtaking! His sweater barely hid his lean, rippled physique. His skin was the color of dark chocolate. His teeth were bright white. And he was tall! His eyes never wavered from Keisha's face. Erin could see the hurt in his eyes as her employee continued to berate him "Naw, ain't no problem. This ex-con doesn't have enough money to be in this store and I was just informing him about where he can take the little bit of money he got and go fu-." Keisha said wryly before being interrupted. "Keisha!" Erin said quickly and authoritatively. "What is your problem? You do not talk to customers that way! Please take a break!" "Keisha…I'm sorry if I ever hurt you, boo. I didn't mean to ruin your day. I never knew you felt that way but I can respect your feelings. Know this, despite how you feel about me, I still got love for you. I apologize again," Hakim said calmly while trying to hold back his hurt and surprise from Keisha's statements. Erin didn't know what had happened but as a fellow woman, she felt the sincerity and utter honesty in the gentleman's apology whether he was an ex-convict or not. Black or not. Wrong or right. But, unfortunately, Keisha wasn't feeling a truce. "You can take your tired ass apology and go…" Keisha began before Erin cut in sharply. "Keisha!! For the last time, PLEASE take a break. I will take over. That is the last time I'm asking you," Erin said icily. Keisha turned towards her supervisor and realized that ONCE-again, she had let her ass take over her brain. She shot Hakim a hateful look, turned on her heels and walked towards the rear of the department store talking to herself. "I'm sorry about my employees behavior, sir…." Erin began before realizing that the man was paying no attention to her as he was still looking at the posterior of Keisha as she continued to walk away. She thought she detected a tear in man's eye. "Huh? I-I'm sorry…were you talking to me?" Hakim asked as he suddenly came back from the cosmos. "Where the fuck did THAT come from?!", he thought. "Yes, I'm the store manager and I was just apologizing for the behavior of my employee. She will be appropriately reprimanded, of that you can be sure," Erin said, as she could not help staring at the man's profile. He had kind eyes and an easy demeanor. He didn't seem to be paying the least bit of attention to her and that excited her all the more, somehow. As Keisha began to fade from sight, Hakim brought his attention to the lovely creature standing before him. He had been in jail for four years so the sight and smell of women still caught him off guard. This woman standing before him was breathtaking! Though she had to have at least three layers of clothing on, Hakim swore he could make out the indentations of hardening nipples through her clothing. It was as if a light shone from the inside of her. He couldn't stop himself from smiling as she looked at him quizzically. "Excuse me. May I ask why you are smiling after practically getting your head tore off by your girl," Erin said as she head nodded in the direction Keisha had taken. Hakim recognized the gesture as a gesture only a woman secure enough in herself that she felt comfortable going there with him. He liked her immediately and it wasn't just her fabulous body. She didn't act like a typical white woman. She wasn't intimidated by his black male presence. It was her eyes and the playful way they teased him. Her whole demeanor was tantalizing. He couldn't figure out if it was being done purposely or had he just been in jail so fucking long, everything concerning women confounded him, now. "Oh…me and her…we go back…way back. I-I really don't know why she went there with me, but she doesn't have to ever worry about me bothering with her again. Damn! And to think, I really thought she was a friend of mine," Hakim said regretfully. Erin realized that the gentleman before her was looking directly into her eyes as he spoke to her. He held her eyes…not lasciviously but definitely checking her out. She began to feel a little self- conscious in the presence of a man for the first time in many months! She was enjoying the way he calmly but deliberately checked her out! He had that take it or leave it persona. He was so fucking sure of himself! It turned her on! "Like I said before, I'd like to apologize…" Erin began. "Don't worry about it…she's just a little upset about something that happened long ago" Hakim said. "Well, you don't seem to be too worried about it, what is her problem?" Erin asked not wanting this fine ass Black man to end the conversation and walk away and out of her life forever. She was intrigued, to say the least. "I learned long ago that the past is just that. The past. It's gone and you can't do a damn thing about it except learn from it, ya know? It amazes me that there are still adults out here who have trouble with that concept" Hakim said. "I agree. Too many people live in the past and not in the moment," Erin said while looking directly at Hakim. "I-I'm sorry. Where the hell are my manners?! My name is Hakim. And yours is…" Hakim said while offering his hand. "Erin. Erin Westlake. It's nice to meet you," she said as she quickly took his hand and shook it. "Well, Ms. Erin Westlake, I don't want to keep you from your job, so I'll just…" Hakim began. "No. No. I'm not really busy or anything. I just came over to head off a potential fistfight," Erin said playfully while continuing to look him directly in the eyes. "I would never put my hands on a woman…unless she asked me to," Hakim said as he smiled. Erin returned his smile. "That's nice to hear. There are too many psychos running around these days masquerading as decent men. A woman needs to know that before getting serious about a man. At least I do," Erin said softly while holding his gaze, softly. Hakim didn't know what the fuck was going on with this white woman(?) but she was making it obvious that she was interested in him. He looked at her and immediately assessed that she was one of the finest women he had ever held a conversation with. out of his league and decided right then and there that he was going to just walk away with his pride. Asking her out on a date would surely be a big mistake. "Well, I better go…before she comes back and does me in," Hakim said. "Oh…okay. Well if you happen to stop back in to my store, come and say hi," Erin said while trying to decide if she should make a play for this man. Hakim was thinking the same thing. "Look…would you like to…" they both said at the same time and then recognizing their dual intentions, they both bust out laughing. "Let's make this easy. Here's my phone number…cell phone number is on the back…okay?" Erin asked as she dug a card out of her dayplanner that was on the counter and handed Hakim her business card. "C-Cool. When is a good time to ring you?" Hakim asked. "Whenever you get to thinking about me…okay? Erin said teasingly. "If that's the case, your phone will be ringing nonstop for the next week!" Hakim said playfully. "As long as it rings," Erin said seriously while looking directly at Hakim. "Don't worry, Erin. There's something about you I dig. I can't put a finger on what it is, but I won't be forgetting about you no time soon," Hakim said. "Likewise," Erin answered back. Hakim walked out of the store after purchasing a beautiful scarf and mitten set that Erin recommended. He smiled to himself at the irony of meeting such a fine assed woman. Keisha had unwittingly given him an opportunity to get with another white woman because of her goofy ass antics. She would be one pissed off sista when she if she ever found out the resulting effects of her tirade towards him! BrotherFuture Part 3 Fate was a motherfucker! * * Chapter 3 "A dream is the bearer of a new possibility, the enlarged horizon, the great hope. Howard Thurman, 1963 Hakim had called Erin two days later. Erin acted pissed off that he had taken so long to call her at first, but was genuinely relieved when she heard his voice on the phone. They talked on the phone every day for two weeks before she invited him over to her home for dinner and a home- cooked meal. During that week, Erin came to know a lot about Hakim and his life. She respected the fact that he openly admitted to being an ex-con and that he refused to let that keep him from his dreams and goals. She admired his intellect and broad interests. She had never met a man who was so well read, yet so humble in his approach to life. She was even more impressed and interested in the fact that he had not had sex for over four years. Good God, she wanted to be the one he unleashed all of his pent up sexual frustrations on! She could sense that he was something else between the sheets. When they talked on the phone, she often found herself daydreaming about what sex with him would be like. The only clue she had to the potentiality of his sexuality was Keisha's anger towards him. If Keisha was still angry about him dumping her four years later, he had to have done something to rock her world. She could instinctively feel the vibes coming off of her employee when she questioned her about the incident the next day. The woman was shook up…and that caused Erin to want Hakim that much more! Hakim had also found out a good deal about Erin. She had told him that she rarely dated and that she had been in a relationship six months ago but that there hadn't been anyone else after that. He had grown to like her simple view of life and all the accompanying headaches that went with it. She seemed to be very mature for her age. She had told him that she didn't want to play any games with him. She also told him that she realized that things must be hard for him with him just getting out of jail and that she would never hold that against him as long as he kept trying. He realized that she was a woman who could have any man she wanted but that once she gave herself to a man…that was it. She would be his for however long he wanted her in his life. He could only hope at the possibility of being in her life as more than a friend. * * Chapter 4 "Sex can be got in the street. But companionship is something like a religion. A God." Peter Abrahams, Dark Testament, 1942 Today…….. Hakim began walking towards the street address Erin had given him. He felt giddy at the prospect of spending some face-to-face time with Erin. She was turning out to be the sounding board and supportive influence his life was missing. She didn't judge him and that made him feel more like a man than at any other time in his life. He liked her sense of freedom… he found it contagious. He had no ulterior motives. He just wanted to spend some quality time with the woman he was getting to know. Erin walked around her livingroom for the 15th time that evening. She wanted everything to be just right. Hakim, unbeknownst to him, had her completely flustered! He was turning out to be the one! His conversation was hypnotic and his honesty, refreshing. He had opened up about the situation concerning Keisha. After finishing the story, Erin was positive that this man possessed something she had to have! Erin had dated various men of differing ethnicities. She considered herself to be multiracial and wished the U.S. gov't census takers and society at large could get that through their fucking heads! She didn't consider herself white because she didn't agree with the cultural, political, economic disparities that existed between "whites" and "non-whites". Additionally, once whites learned her heritage, she was made to feel like an outsider. The Asian community treated her with respect but wariness…as if they identified with her Asian features but not with her skin. It was a Catch-22 situation all the way around for her but somehow she managed to find her own identity outside of the labels of others and found a peace she longed to share with others. The Black men she had been approached by seemed to radiate a sense of apprehension and insecurity she found unattractive. She felt that if a man stepped to you, have something to say…not that mumbo-jumbo shit!! That's why she was subconsciously drawn to Hakim, she mused. "KNOCK-KNOCK" "Damn, that was fast!" Erin said to herself as she checked her outfit once more in the hallway mirror. She had on a two-piece linen outfit that hung in all the right places on her body. She had on a sheer bra underneath that outlined her breasts perfectly. She had on heels, also. The excitement of the moment had her nipples perky and aching. There was no way Hakim was going to miss her erect nipples. That prospect excited her even more! Hakim stood outside the door waiting, impatiently. He had not seen Erin since the day he had met her…two weeks earlier. He had gone to bed each night since with his dick in his hand and a vision of her in his head! He anxiously anticipated this date. Erin opened the door to a smiling, one-dozen rose carrying Hakim. He was dressed in slacks and a nice pullover sweater that outlined his V-shaped upper body nicely. His cologne had a citrus scent to it. Erin thought, "Yeah, if tonight works out, I might end up having that scent on my pillow before this night is over!" "Hello Hakim. I'm really glad that you made it out her to see me this evening. Please come on in," Erin said as she turned and walked towards the hallway giving Hakim a very good view of her bouncy asscheeks. Hakim came in and closed the door. He followed Erin into the livingroom taking in the comfortable surroundings. "These are for you," Hakim said handing Erin the roses. "Thank you…" Erin said as she took the roses and moved to hug Hakim. Erin gave Hakim a peck on the cheek and a firm hug, not one of those non-booty hugs that women give you when they just want to be friends. She gave a tight squeeze that left no doubt she wanted to get closer. Her hair smelled like tangerines. As they moved out of their embrace Hakim noticed the point tips of Erin's nipples through her linen outfit. "Damn!" he said to himself. Erin had prepared vegetable lasagna and salad for dinner. The dinner was delicious. Hakim was surprised at the culinary skills Erin displayed. After dinner, the two shared several glasses of wine as they cuddled on the floor watching, "Love Jones". As they sat there with Erin's head resting on Hakim's upper chest and his arm around her shoulders, Erin began nuzzling Hakim's neck. It was a natural reaction for her…she felt comfortable with Hakim. All the talking they had done over the last two weeks had her dizzy with longing for his touch. Hakim began to move his hand up and down Erin's back as she began to kiss and lick his neck while massaging his rock hard abs. Erin slowly moved her lips up his neck and onto his chin. Hakim bent his head down while Erin bent hers up toward him and kissed her fully on the lips. They both moaned. Hakim, no longer able to deny himself, slowly reached up and began to massage Erin's full breasts! Her nipples hardened even more and he began to pull and twist them through her blouse and bra as he tongued and kissed her. Erin was moaning nonstop as her hand trailed down Hakim's stomach and onto his lap. Her hand moved around on his lap without finding what she was looking for. Then her hand brushed something pointing towards Hakim's stomach. And it was thick as her fucking wrist! Erin moaned as her hand attempted to encircle his cock. She could feel the heat of his dick through his slacks. The sensation caused her mouth to water in anticipation as she moved her hand up and down the incredible length and width of Hakim's slack-covered cock. Erin moaned as Hakim licked her neck and toyed with her breasts. It had been a long time since she had been with a man who excited her this much! She realized that unlike her previous partners, she wasn't going to control the proceedings. This man's need was too strong for her to think that she was going to parcel her body out to him in minute parts. No, she realized as Hakim began to unbutton her top and move it off of her shoulders, she would not deny him…or herself, tonight! Erin reached behind her and unhooked her bra and laid back on a pillow as Hakim crawled from beside her and got on his knees before her. Erin laid back and prepared to get royally fucked for the first time in years! She wanted it as bad as he wanted to give it to her!! Hakim could not believe the sight in front of his eyes. Erin's breasts were the most beautiful set he had ever seen! Her 37C's were full and soft yet firm to the touch. Billowy. Her nipples and aureole were a light brown color. Her nipples could best be described as medium length yet very hard and pointy. He could tell Erin was highly excited because her nipples were rock hard and goosebumps were on the skin surrounding her nipples. Hakim bent to lick and suck on Erin's nipple. "Shhh…Mmmm….Mmmm…..," Erin moaned as Hakim took her nipple into his mouth and rolled his tongue slowly back and forth across it. When he began to suck and lick her nipple area, Erin felt a pulse throughout her pussy that usually hailed the onset of an orgasm. "Fuck, this man has got me hot!" Erin said to herself as her pussy pulsed strongly to signal the inevitable occurrence of her orgasm. Hakim began quickly licking and nibbling on her nipples. "Oooohhh…damn baby……mmmm…..yessss……oh..OH…OH…Mmmm…….Aaaahhh…AHHHHH….AAA AHHHHHH….," Erin screamed as her orgasm raced from the very depths of her pussy, up her stomach, and directly into the nipple that Hakim was slobbering over! She had never experienced an orgasm from someone just licking and sucking on her nipples! "I knew this man was something special. Damn, he can work some titties!" Erin thought to herself as she came down from her lightening quick orgasm and enjoyed the sensation of his fingers softly rubbing her belly. Hakim was impressed! He had a hot one on his hands. He hoped he wouldn't bust a nutt too soon, tonight. But, he rationalized, if he did bust his nutt early, he had four years of back-up nutt to finish the job. He could smell the aroma of excited pussy. It was a smell he had missed dearly while locked up. Just the thought that he was going to be getting his dick slick with her juices in a little while caused his dick to jerk in anticipation! Erin gazed down at Hakim as his tongue continued to trace a soft, lazy trail around her nipple. She moaned as he began kissing his way down her quaking stomach. His tongue dipped into her navel and circled stiff and wetly inside the hole. "Mmmm…..ahhhh…….shhhhhh……ummmm…," Erin moaned as Hakim continued to lick around the waistband of her pants while he untied the drawstring of her pants and began to pull them off of her hips. Hakim watched as Erin seductively lifted her hips off of the floor and then straightened her legs so that he could continue pulling her pants down and off of her thick yet supple thighs. They looked sooo fucking soft! He eyed the rather large wet spot on her panties as she brought her legs back down. Erin spread her thighs as Hakim descended on her genital region. "Mmmm….you smell so fucking good, Erin…Mmmmm…did I tell you that I love to lick pussy?" Hakim asked as he stared directly into Erin's eyes. "No…but I have a feeling you're going to make a believer out of me before this evening is over!" Erin answered as Hakim began licking and sucking on the inside of her thighs. As she began to recline on the sofa and enjoy the delights of Hakim's wet, overactive tongue, her eyes suddenly widened in alarm. She then suddenly squirmed her way out of Hakim's reach and stood up. Hakim looked up at Erin with pleading eyes. "W-W-What did I do? I thought you…," Hakim started to say before Erin put her index finger onto his lips with a "shoosh". "Hakim, you've been in jail without the touch of a woman for four years and I have the nerve to sit here and let you get me wet and bothered while I do nothing for you. I'm sorry, baby. Come with me so I can thank you for letting me be the first woman you've been with in so many years…okay? I'm not selfish like that, babe…come on, I'm going to give you what you've wanted for four years" Erin said as she held out her hand. Hakim smiled and stood up and took Erin's hand. Erin noticed the thick, lengthy bulge in his slacks. She shuddered slightly from what she was seeing and involuntarily squeezed the muscles of her pussy. "I was hoping you would want to…" Erin said as she turned slowly and began to walk towards the stairs. Hakim eyes immediately followed the bouncy, undulating Jennifer Lopezish ass cheeks of the woman he was going to bed with!! "Damn, you're a sexy motherfucka, Erin. I mean that. You're right, ya know? I haven't been with a woman for four years, but looking at you right now, I can testify truthfully that I never dreamed that I'd EVER be getting the chance to get with someone with as beautiful and sexy as you look, right now. Thank you for sharing yourself with me…I mean that…I'm not the type of cat that doesn't recognize what you are offering me…you're offering me the very heart of you and that's special to me," Hakim said as Erin turned around and hugged him. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. You're so fucking thoughtful and real!" Erin said before she leaned forward and kissed Hakim on the lips, full and wet. Hakim then wrapped his arms around her and began to palm her ass as he tongue-wrestled with her. "Hmmm…that feels good…we better get upstairs before things get too heated…I want to do you…come on," Erin said as she took his hand and guided the both of them up the stairs and to the master bedroom. Hakim's dick flexed powerfully as he watched Erin's asscheeks shake and undulate before him as they entered the bedroom. Erin walked towards the bed, turned around, and sat down on it. She beckoned Hakim with a wagging finger to join her. Hakim walked towards the bed and stood in front of her. Erin looked at Hakim's dick pouch and moaned. She wondered if he had a sock stuffed inside of his pants because the size of the imprint of his dick through his slacks was unbelievable! Erin reached out and began to rub her hands over Hakim's chest and stomach. She began to slowly undo the buttons on his shirt. As she undid each button, she saw that his upper body was packed with rippling muscles. Hakim had told her that he worked out regularly but she had no idea that his body was as well defined as it was. His manly scent filled her senses. After discarding his shirt towards the side of the bed, Erin began to undo Hakim's slacks. She unbuckled his belt, the button on his pants, and finally his zipper. She slowly slid his trousers off of his legs. As Hakim stepped out of his trousers, Erin noticed the head of his dick peeking out of the bottom of his boxer shorts. "Fuck…this man has a BIG dick…WHEW…I hit the jackpot!" Erin thought as she slid forward on the bed and began kissing Hakim's rippled stomach. She ran her hands up and down his sides, seductively. "Hmmmm….that feels good, Erin," Hakim said as his stomach began to flutter and jump as Erin licked lower and lower on his torso. Erin slowly began to pull Hakim's white cotton boxers off of his waist. The first sighting she got of his dick was the base of his dick. He had shaven his pubic hair and his dick looked thicker than her forearm! She sucked in her breath and began to swallow quickly as she continued pulling downward on his boxers exposing more and more of his meaty dick. As she kept pulling, more and more of his length and width became apparent. What she had previously thought of as a big dick was turning into the biggest dick she had ever seen in her life! Erin had dated a Latino man for approximately six months and at the time, his dick had been the biggest dick she had had inside of her. She reminisced that that was probably the reason she had put up with so much of his bullshit. A big dick did that to you…especially a good, big dick! As she finished pulling his boxers off of his thighs, his entire dick came into view. Erin realized that she made the right move in giving him her phone number. She had won the fucking lottery! She had met an intelligent, witty, caring, BIG-DICKED man! She cared neither about his prison record or what had gotten him sent there. She realized at that moment that Hakim was something special…a keeper! "Well? What do you think Erin? You still want this?" Hakim asked as he looked down at a wide-mouthed Erin. "H-Hakim…it's sooo fucking big! I mean…it's beautiful…I don't know…I do know that I want it…all of it…I only hope it will fit," Erin said as she giggled and felt her face flush at the prospect of being hammered with this much dick. Her pussy began to silently contract with a will of its own. She looked at Hakim expectantly. She knew her pussy would never be the same after this day! Hakim stepped forward until his dick was one foot away from Erin's lips. He began stroking the head and shaft at a slow, languid pace. As he continued stroking, a drop of precum dripped off of his dick and landed on her thigh. She moaned as the warm liquid made contact with her skin and began to cool. Erin had become transfixed by the size of the head on Hakim's dick! She crossed her legs as she took in the full dimensions of his monstrous dick. His dick was the color of burnt chocolate…the stalk of his dick was tremendous…she imagined her drenched pussy wrapped around his extremely thick dick…covering his dick with her slimy juices as he thrust time and again into her willing body. She shuddered at the prospect and at the dick nearing her lips. She coughed and cleared her dry throat. Erin reached out and scooped up Hakim's precum off of her thigh and brought her fingers up to her lips and stuck her tongue out and licked off Hakim's drippings. "Mmmmm," she moaned as she looked up at him with total and complete surrender. "You taste good, Hakim," Hakim moved closer to Erin's face and began rubbing the head of his dick over her cheeks, spreading the rest of his precum on her. "Mmmmm….ahhhh…..you're dick feels so warm and hard, Hakim," Erin said with closed eyes. Hakim then took his dick in hand and guided the head to Erin's soft and supple lips. She pursed her lips and kissed his head as she looked up at him, submissively. She then opened her lips slowly as her tongue came out and made contact with his warm, spongy head. She slowly licked around his crown leaving abundant trails of spittle. She proceeded to tease him by not taking the head in her mouth. Instead, she licked the underside of his dick down to the base and back up. She did the same with both sides of his dick leaving it shiny and wet. She began flicking her tongue on his pee-hole, trying to taste more of his precum. Hakim stood with his hands on his hips as he looked down at the pretty, well-built, raven-haired woman giving him the most erotic and sexy head he had ever experienced! He felt like a Roman god! "Fuck, she knows how to tease me just like I like to be teased! Her tongue feels so fucking good!" he thought to himself as he moaned. "Mmmmmm….that feels good, baby…too good!" Hakim moaned deeply. The size and length of Hakim's cock intimidated Erin. She had wanted to deepthroat him but quickly realized that that was an impossibility, so she contented herself on licking the fuck out of it and sucking the top fourth of his dick! She opened her mouth after tonguing his pee-hole and wrapped her lips around the head and moaned deeply as she began tonguing and sucking on his head. A trail of spit hung from her lower lip and hung there in the air as she bobbed her head back and forth over the top ¼ of his dick. BrotherFuture Part 3 Hakim could not only see and feel what Erin was doing to his dick, he could hear her moaning and slobbering over his dick as if it was the last dick in the world to her. His legs were trembling! Her mouth felt like a tight, wet pussy to him! Erin brought her hand up to grip the rest of Hakim's shaft and to spread her spittle over the length of him. She rhythmically sucked and pulled his dick as she continued giving the top of his dick a tongue bath. Her pussy was literally leaking warm juices all over the inside of her thighs and onto her sticky panties! She took her other hand and brought it to her pussy and began to rub herself slowly through her sopping wet panties as she sucked on his black dick. "Mmmm….DAMN!! Erin, you suck a mean dick, girl…..Come on, see if you can take a little more," Hakim said as he placed his large hands on both sides of her head and began to thrust his dick in and out of her mouth! Erin's pussy began to froth and bubble over and orgasm as Hakim held her head in place and fucked her mouth! When she began to orgasm, she took her mouth off of his cock and moaned, "Oooooh….ummmm….ahhhhhh….shiiit! I can't believe you just made my pussy cum by sucking your dick, Hakim. This has never happened to me before!" Erin then composed herself and began to lick the length of Hakim's dick until she reached his heavy-hanging balls. She lightly began to lick and kiss his balls all over leaving them wet and shiny with her spittle. She sucked his balls until they began to tighten up and then licked her way back up to the head and began to suck and lick his crown very strongly trying to draw his cum out of him. She repositioned her hand back on his dick and began to quickly stroke the length of dick that remained outside of her mouth. "Ooooooh shit, baby….get that cum….get it, bitch….come on…keep sucking me!" Hakim said hoarsely. Erin loved the feeling she got when a man talked to her like that! She wanted him to use her like a whore at night and treat her like a queen during the day. She had met many men in her life that acted like they were scared to touch her once their clothes came off. Hakim was nothing like that! She could tell that already and it turned her on immensely. Her pussy came again as he continued talking to her and sawing his dick in and out of her mouth. Her mouth and lips suddenly felt as if they were being stretched to the maximum as Hakim's dick began to swell up in preparation for the cumbath he was about to deliver into her mouth. A cumbath four years overdue! "Ahhhhrhrrrrrh…oooooh shit, here it CUMS, BABEEEEEE….OOOHHHHH FUCK" he screamed as his boiling hot cum streaked from his balls to the head of his dick and exploded in her mouth. First spurt, Erin caught in her mouth and it immediately filled her mouth to overflowing as she tried to swallow as much as she could as it ran out the corners of her mouth. Second spurt, hit her directly in the face as Hakim pulled his dick from her mouth and pumped his dick. Third spurt, hit her in the forehead and dripped down the middle of her face. All the while, Erin moaned and took hold of Hakim's hips as he continued pumping his cum onto her face. Fourth spurt, caught her across the nose and eyelids. Fifth spurt caught her on the tongue as Hakim placed his dick back into her mouth and let her suck out the rest of his cum. "Mmmmm…..", Erin moaned as she tongued and sucked the remaining cum out of his cock. Hakim placed his hand in Erin's hair and pulled her off of his deflating cock and turned her head upwards toward him and asked, "Did you enjoy that baby?" Erin smiled sheepishly and answered, "Yes, I never knew that sucking a dick could bring me so much pleasure, baby. I still can't believe you caused me to cum from just sucking your dick! My mouth is a little sore but still I liked it. I've never felt so vulnerable and submissive towards a man like this! You're bringing something out of me I didn't know existed…I mean, your dick tastes so fucking wonderful and strong…I could sit here and give you head all day if that's what you wanted…I've NEVER felt that way about a man's dick,". Hakim looked down at Erin's cum-covered face and gazed into her hazel eyes and realized that she spoke the truth about what she felt. He realized the look in her eyes did more that convey a hunger to have his dick inside of her, they conveyed desperation. She needed to have his dick inside of her after tasting him! He wasn't going to disappoint her. "Stand up. Take your panties off, now!" he commanded. As Erin stood up and quickly removed her panties and lay back on the bed, Hakim could see the moisture leaking from between the folds of her pussy. Her juices had gathered at the bottom of her pussylips and had started to trail towards the rosebud of her asshole. Her juices were white-colored and plentiful. Erin noticed that Hakim's dick was back to full mast and her stomach did a flip-flop. This man hadn't had pussy in four years and she felt blessed to be the one he was going to re-break his cherry with! A hush fell over the room…the hush that was caused by the sudden realization by both of them that they were heading for something special with each other. For Erin, it was because of the size and thickness of the dick Hakim possessed. For Hakim, it was the opportunity he had dreamed of for four long years…the opportunity to get his dick wet with one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. Hakim slowly moved on top of Erin. He placed the head of his colossal cock just at the entrance to her slimy gash and then withdrew it. Then he ran the head of his cock around her netherlips but didn't enter her. He enjoyed her soft whines and pleas to be fucked. Her nipples were hard as they scraped his chest. She kissed and licked his neck as he played with her and got her pussy ready for the royal fucking he was going to give her. Her pussy lips were open like wet petals and as he leaned gently forward her wet puckered pussy lips 'kissed' the tip of the monster gland as it pressed against them. Erin squealed as the massive cock head squeezed her pussy lips apart and began stretching her cunt to receive him. Her back arched as she felt his large cockhead invade her. Finally, with one big thrust he entered her! She gasped as if the wind had been knocked out of her! He began fucking her slowly, with soft thrusting and occasional grinding. She was moaning and groaning in pleasure. She had her beautiful long legs wrapped around his back and would slowly slide them down the back of his legs and up again, encircling his waist, drawing him harder into her. "Ahhhh….Ohhhhhh……Mmmmmm….GOTT DAMN, this dick is filling me up! Don't stop, baby…Ewwwww!!" Erin screamed as 8 inches of dick slowly and wetly moved between the folds of her stretched-out pussylips. She looked down her body to see his glistening dick filling her up with 4 inches still to go! Her pussy felt like a wet, warm massage was being performed on his dick. He could feel her pussy clenching/unclenching as his dick progressed along her pussy channel. She was moaning nonstop with a look of awe on her face. He bent down and took a long 1/2-inch brown nipple between his lips and licked and sucked for all he was worth as he slid another 2-inches into her tight, wet pussy. He slid out slowly and then slammed 9-inches of dick back into her. Erin came immediately, her frothy pussy filling up with juices and squirting warm cum all around his dick! "AAAhhhhhh…..oh my God! Ewwwww…..mmmmmm…ummmm…….I'm cumming so hard….ahhhhhh….don't stop…..mmmmmmm..," she screamed as she came. Hakim reared back determined to get more of his dick into her slimy, wet pussy. He pushed forward and gave her another inch to deal with. Her face screwed itself into a look of agony and then pure pleasure as she continued to cum and squirt around his dick! She looked down between them and saw the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. Her red, pinkish pussy looked so sexy as his ebony, coal-black dick slid in and out of her. His dick was positively drenched with her whitish colored cum. She had never seen her cum so clearly on a man's dick. It was thick and slimy and her pussy was producing a lot of it for him to fuck through. She further noticed that her nipples were so hard they hurt. She also could see her clit sticking farther out of its hood than it ever had before! Her pussy made squishy, farting noised as Hakim's massive dick sloshed through her folds. "This pussy is good, baby! Keep that pussy cumming for me! You want some more of this dick inside of you?" Hakim asked as he slammed in the final inch of his dick as he moved her thighs further back on the couch exposing all of her pussy to his onslaught! "Yesssssss, I want it, babeeeeeeee……oooohhhhh……ummmmmm……my pussy won't stop cummmmmmminnngggggggg!!" she screamed as Hakim began to quickly enter and exit her pussy pushing more dick into her until his balls slapped against her asshole. Erin felt as if her pussy was being turned inside out with all the orgasms and pounding it was taking. Hakim was manhandling her pussy and she loved it! Her pussy had never felt so full before! The pressure of that entire dick being crammed between her thighs was unbelievable! She couldn't believe that her pussy had taken his entire dick but he was slamming himself in and out of at will. Her entire genital region was tingly from the multiple orgasms he was causing her to have. Erin put her hand on her stomach and felt the entire length of his dick coursing through her lower belly. He had so much dick inside of her! The nerve endings in her pussy were screaming their pain and pleasure!! Hakim reached down and grabbed her asscheeks and began to move her body towards his as he entered her. The resounding collision between their bodies served to drive his deeply imbedded dick deeper into her helplessly open pussy. He was banging her uterine wall causing her to scream in ecstasy as she had NEVER been penetrated that deeply before! She felt like she was being pulled back and forth over a very warm, thick and hard pole. Every time Hakim hit rock bottom inside of her, her pussy made "squelching" noises as more juice was forced out of her pussy to drip around the thick base of his shaft. Erin grabbed Hakim's forearms and began hunching her lower body back at Hakim as the tip of his dick slammed repeatedly off of her uterus causing an itch that would not go away! Her cum and pussy juices had mingled and were dripping out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass, thickly. Hakim's fingers stretched the rosebud of her asshole, deliciously. His finger rested on her wet asshole opening but did not push in. Erin looked at him with a longing look and at that moment he knew that if he wanted to stick his dick in her ass, she would not have protested. "OOOhhh….ummmm…..shiiiiiiiitttttt!! Keep POUNDING MEEEEE…OOOhh FUCK!" she screamed as another string of orgasms suddenly coursed through her pussy as she grinded her impaled pussy around his massive dick trying to scratch that itch! Hakim felt her cumming and leaned his body over hers(still keeping her ass gripped in his hands) and began to hammer her pussy unmercifully as she screamed long and hard! He pulled his dick out to the tip and repeatedly slammed all 12-inches of his cum-covered dick into her depths, filling her completely each time! Erin began to wail and kick as her strongest orgasm hit her yet! "His dick is making my pussy cum so much I may have to ask him to stop! I can't take much more of this. He's driving me over the fucking edge! SHIT, this feels good! I'm glad I decided to give him my number…way to go Erin! Look what the fuck I would have missed!" she somehow thought as Hakim crammed her box full of all 11-inches and began to slowly grind her pussy clockwise and counterclockwise. "Ummmmmmm….mmmmmmmmmmmm…ewwwwwwwwwwww…oooooooooohhhh," Erin deeply moaned as she hugged Hakim's shoulders and buried her face in his neck. Even though he had just begun to seriously fuck Erin, Hakim could feel that he was very close to ejaculating again! His shaft slid slowly into Erin's pussy, stretching her vaginal walls in a way that she felt every inch of his shaft as it entered her tight opening. Erin felt the flexing of Hakim's penis halfway inside her as it warned of the orgasm, which was about to explode from him. She tightened her vagina around his shaft and told him to cum. Erin felt the eruption of his semen deep inside her! She felt the semen traveling down his shaft as it came to the restriction, which was her vulva. She tightly gripped Hakim's and she felt it shoot hot against the inner walls of her vagina, and he came and came and came. His face relaxed into a smile and she felt his erection still hard inside her and she knew that he was ready for round three. "Damn…baby…that was soooo fucking good…you got my ass squirting up in here…OH SHIT…I can't believe how wet my sheets are under us!" Erin said as she tried to catch her breath. She could feel Hakim slowly sliding his cock in and out of her opening causing her pussy to make squelching sounds. "I see your pussy is happy today," Hakim said as Erin's pussy had given up all pretense and farted its' approval each time he entered her. Erin giggled. "Turn that ass around, boo," Hakim said as he slid his sloppy, messy cock out of Erin's pussy with a slurp. Erin glanced at Hakim's dick as she moved to get on her knees and was pleasantly turned on by the amount of her cum still clinging to his dick, balls, and thighs. She looked down at her bedsheets and saw a huge, wet circle on it. "Damn, he got my pussy leaking like a motherfucker in here! What did I get myself into, tonight?" Erin thought as she felt Hakim take hold of her hips and begin to rub her dripping pussylips with the tip of his dick. "Goodness! His dick looks sooo fucking thick and big down back there….and it feels so fucking warm on my pussy lips….Mmmm….I hope it doesn't rip me in half," Erin thought to herself as she unconsciously spread her thighs even more. Hakim retracted his penis slightly, feeling her inner vagina react by contracting around him, he then proceeded to insert his massive dick back up into Erin, the path now made easier by her juices and his ejaculation. Erin felt her vagina being filled, she felt the tip of Hakim's penis touch the base of her uterus, stretching further, gaining entry and sliding all the way up inside her until she felt the base of his penis against her open outer lips. "Ooooohhhh…..damn…your dick is sooooo deeep in meeee!!" Erin moaned as Hakim took hold of her breast and began to squeeze. Hakim began thrusting in and out of her, each thrust bringing a gush of semen from inside her vagina where space was now very limited. Erin closed her eyes and fell forward onto her forearms and gave herself completely to this giant, feeling him fill her completely and still she wanted more! She pushed her ass back at him as hard as possible, allowing him a clear path into which he could drive his now engorged penis without any hindrance. Erin felt her inner muscles begin to spasm as she reached climax and she cried out that she was cumming. "AHHHHHHH…OOOOOHHHH…SHIIIIIITTTTTTT….Mmmmmmmmm….," Erin screamed into the pillow as Hakim continued driving the full 12-inch length of his shiny, dripping dick into her upturned pussy again and again. Erin felt her pussy squirt and collapse around his driving dick. Hakim was driving her loony with pleasure as she continued to scream! "Yeah…give it to me…you wanted to give me this pussy…now, I'm taking it, bitch!" Hakim said into her ear as he plumbed the very depths of her pussy. He noticed that she was grabbing the sheets off of the corners of the bed. Erin once again felt the strong contraction of his dick as it prepared to spew forth its' voluminous load into her stretched, clasping pussy. Erin looked down between her hanging breasts to see her cum dripping off of his balls. Hakim's dick suddenly began to stretch her pussy even more as he bellowed and shot several thick shots of cum directly onto her uterine wall causing her to orgasm one final time around his deeply imbedded cock! Afterwards, as they lay in each other's arms, Erin began to cry softly while wrapped in Hakim's muscular arms. She had never felt this fulfilled before. Spiritually, mentally, and physically. She explained to Hakim that she hadn't had sex in several months and was glad that she met him so that she could get over her dry spell. She told him that he had just given her the most fantastic sexual experience of her life and that whenever he wanted to have her, he could! Hakim smiled to himself as he drifted off to sleep. * * Chapter 5 "The only thing worse than a revolving door is a closed door." Frank W. Hale, Jr.-1988 One month later…. Hakim had attempted to obtain a new job but his p.o. had given him the not too subtle indication that it wouldn't be a good move on his part if he wanted to stay on his good side. Hakim surmised that the p.o. was definitely getting some under-the-table money for his and other ex-con employees at the country club. It pissed him off that this dickhead was controlling his life so completely and immorally. He had done his time and he was still getting punished for some shit he hadn't done! Hakim assessed that if things continued the way were presently, he would end up with no money and no future. He wanted to improve his economic stake so that he could treat Erin the way she deserved to be treated. Too many times over the past couple of weeks, she had picked up their tab at restaurants and stores. He felt like a leech and didn't enjoy the feeling. He discussed the issue with Erin, but she continued to tell him that she didn't mind and understood what she was getting into. Hakim appreciated Erin's generosity but felt it was only right to pull his own weight. It was time to make that call. Hakim understood that he was taking a big risk hooking up with Tony and his crew but there were no other legitimate outlets for him to turn to. Like a lot of black men in Hakim's position, options were limited and dangerous. It was funny how society turned a blind eye to the limited opportunities of Black men while blaming them and instilling a stereotype of laziness within the culture. Sort of like a self-fulfilling prophecy. Hakim refused to give in and give up. That was the easy way out. Too many people before him had taken that route. Plus, what did he have to lose by believing in himself? He had survived the mind-fuck that four years of prison had bestowed him…that was his ace in the hole. He had come through worse! As long as there was a will within his being, there was a way! He had to get some money and a new place to live. He also had to find out where Amanda and Flip were. Oh yeah, he hadn't forgotten about getting his get-back with Flip(see chap. 1). That motherfucker and his racist ass father had attempted to destroy his life on a whim. He had forgotten nor forgiven anything! His life was supposed to have been different than this. Those motherfuckers were to blame and vengeance was his in this life or the next! Look for Part 4, soon!! I would like to thank everyone who voted and sent comments concerning my stories. BrotherFuture Part 4 Chap. 1 "Human dignity is more precious than prestige." Claude McKay, 1939 "We'll contact you if any openings become available," said the man on the other end of the phone. Hakim had called to follow-up on a job interview he had had the day before. He had quickly caught on that "we'll contact you if a job comes up" really meant, "hell no, you ain't getting a job here, black ass!" This had been Hakim's fourth job rejection in two weeks! Money was tighter than J-Lo's ass cheeks! He realized that no matter how honorable his intentions, white employers were not going to give him the opportunity to be useful in society. He'd committed the unpardonable sin of being a Black man and having a criminal record! He had stuck his head up and continued going on interviews mainly for his mother's benefit. He hadn't wanted her to be disappointed in his effort. But shit... things weren't working out the way he had planned while he had been sitting in his prison cell awaiting release. He made his mind up at that moment to call Tony and get this hustling thing together. He knew these motherfuckers who made the decisions on whether to hire you or not would never give him a chance as they smiled at him in that nervous way that interviewers give you when they know that you'd have a better chance of fucking Janet Jackson bareback while she kneeled before you on the floor than getting a callback for the position you just interviewed for! Begging was out the question for Hakim. He had been through too fucking much to have it turn out this way! He couldn't get a decent job because of his record and color. If it was just color, he might have had a chance, he reasoned. He was on parole, working at a country club as a dishwasher/busboy and getting jipped on his check by his p. o. If he didn't tow the line and stay out of trouble, his ass would be back in jail serving out the remainder of his time. He was in a tight spot... to say the least! Hakim felt very strongly that he could not get too deep into this 'drug game' because he looked at it as 'a means to an end', not the whole enchilada. He had too many other plans he wanted to put into motion. He desperately wanted to attend school. Before he had gotten locked up, he remembered that he not only wanted to attend college to play football, he wanted to test himself in the classroom. He hadn't been a dumb jock while in high school. In fact, his last two years in high school, his grades increased steadily for both years. His mother hadn't allowed him to be pleased with just being a star athlete. She had preached to him time and again that a Black man with a mind was way more powerful and useful than a jock. Hakim made a promise to himself before calling Tony that it would not be long before he started putting that plan into action. He realized that he already under the 8-ball because of the four years he had been off the streets. He would not allow himself the mistake of letting too much more time pass by before he jumped on that issue. But first he had a call to make. Chap. 2 "A man has to act like a brother before you can call him a brother." Malcolm X, 1964 The next day, Hakim called the number on the card that Tony had given him. Apparently, it was a number to a pager or voicemail system. Hakim left a message for Tony to call him back. For the next few days, Hakim waited anxiously for Tony's call. He went to work as usual and continued to see Erin on a regular basis. During that time, his younger brother, Rasheed had come home from college for spring break. He was so proud of his brother! He had worried constantly about Rasheed's welfare while in prison, but his brother had received a basketball scholarship that took him far from the hood. Hakim remembered that upon hearing the good news about his brother, it had taken a lot of weight off of his shoulders. He wanted/needed his brother to do something positive with his life. His imprisonment had hurt his mother enough. Even though he had been in jail and could do nothing to help his brother, he felt responsible for him nonetheless. He was his brother's keeper, no doubts. He hadn't wanted his brother to follow in his footsteps, though he had been innocent and set up. Hakim had recalled that while in prison, he had seen the average age for a juvenile receiving an adult prison sentence drop from 16 to damn near 14!! How the fuck were children expected to survive (or as a grimy ass politician would say... 'rehabilitate') in the most uncaring ruthless environment on Earth?! It wasn't a prison sentence they were handing these kids... it was a death sentence!! And of course, they all had to be Black!! Nothing like a brotha to be the poster boy for the rest of societies fuck-ups! Seeing his brother grow from a little boy into a decent young man, Hakim felt blessed. The streets were a strong attraction for any young man just coming off of mom's titty and out into the neighborhood for the first time. Trouble arose from around every corner and alley. It took brains and balls to navigate through that shit and somehow his brother had done it without his direct guidance. Chap. 3 "Take advantage of every opportunity; where there is none, make it for yourself, and let history record that as we toiled laboriously and courageously, we worked to live gloriously." Marcus Garvey, 1963 After about a week had passed, Tony returned Hakim's call. He didn't say much on the phone, but he told Hakim to meet him down his older brother's house around the corner from Hakim's mother's house. Hakim was familiar with the location. Tony's older brother was a barber who cut out of his house. He had been there many times before to get a hair cut or to stop in and converse with the regulars who hung out over there. Hakim hung around the barbershop for three days before Tony finally showed up. He didn't make any apologies or offer any explanation for not showing up for their appointment a few days ago. Hakim expected as much. During the time he had spent after work at the barbershop, he had overheard some of the men discussing the neighborhood and Tony's position within it. Apparently, Tony was top dog around the hood. Hakim realized that the situation had a lot more upside to it than he had previously thought. When Tony strolled in dressed like a model for "GQ" magazine, all conversation stopped, paused, and waited for him to speak. He spoke and shook hands with most of the men seated near the barber chairs and to the group of men huddled over a Playstation 2 video game. Everyone seemed to give a guarded respect towards him. It was as if they were afraid to not say 'something'. Hakim realized that Tony had shit on lock! This kid was serious biz! As Tony walked over to Hakim, he smiled and extended his hand to Hakim. Hakim reached out at the same time and dapped him up. "What's crackin' soldier?" Tony asked. "You tell me," Hakim answered. Tony looked quickly to his left, and then to his right before saying, "Not here. Meet me out front in 10 minutes." He then reached into his pants pocket and took out a cellular phone, pushed a button, and began an animated discussion with someone on the line as he walked out the door of the barbershop. Hakim eased himself out the door of the barbershop ten minutes later. As soon as he closed the door, a car horn beeped. He looked and saw Tony sitting across the street, waving at him, while sitting in a brand new black Infinity QX4 sport-utility vehicle. Hakim crossed the street and got in on the passengers side of the truck. "Let's take a ride, Hakim," Tony said as he guided the truck into traffic. After riding for approximately 15 minutes, Tony began to speak. "I know you just got out of the pen. I normally don't fuck with niggas straight out of the pen because they always end up doing something stupid and get popped. Then the motherfuckers are put into the position of having to either talk or get sent back upstate." "Then why you fucking with me then?" Hakim asked. "I ain't fucking with you... yet! I just know you got a fucked up deal when that bullshit went down. I always admired you for the way you tore shit up on the field back in the day. I always looked at you as a hungry motherfucker. I know you don't like working at that fucking country club, right?" Tony asked, suddenly. Hakim looked at Tony with a quick glance while wondering how in the hell he knew where he worked?! Tony looked over at Hakim and said, "I got peeps everywhere, cuz... I hear things." "I'm getting fucked at that spot, yo. Did you hear that? They trying to work me to death and not pay me! I hate that shit! White motherfuckers running around working niggas like slaves, yo! I got released early for this bullshit?" Hakim asked incredulously while staring straight ahead. Tony glanced at Hakim before saying, "You ain't going to have to worry about that shit much longer, duke. Once that money come rolling in like rain, that's going to be the least of your problems. I like you... I like the fact that you waited around in my brother's barbershop for a minute waiting for me. That shows me you're hungry. I need hungry motherfuckers on my team... no limp dicks." Hakim sat quietly while Tony explained how the streets were now... four years later. Shit had changed quite a bit since he had last hung out in the streets. Hustlers were stabbing each other in the back left and right. There was no attention paid to the code of the streets, anymore. The unwritten code that said, 'if you get caught, you shut the fuck up and do your time and your family will be looked after'. Now, people calling themselves hustlers felt that they could skirt the code by snitching out a rival and receiving a 'get out of jail' pass. Every day was treacherous and certainly not guaranteed. Tony explained that all his business wasn't in the streets. He was smarter than that. "That shit they doing out here in these street corners ain't hustling. That shit is peddling. You don't have to sell crack, because crack sells itself. A city of stupid motherfuckers with new money thinkin' they Nino Brown," Tony had informed him. Tony had his hands in several pies, but his main slice was smuggling... drug smuggling. He was the man in town who get what you need when you needed it. As Tony continued to talk, Hakim realized just how intelligent the brotha was. When Hakim had first met up with Tony on the subway, he had thought that Tony was just some common low-level thug but after hearing the awed words spoke about him in the barbershop and sitting here listening to him, he realized that the shit he was about to get into was on some high-level 'Scarface' type shit! Chap. 4 "Let lessons of stern yesterdays... be your food, your drink, your rest." Joseph Cotter, 1912 They pulled up to a streetlight. As Tony continued to talk, a light-blue Nissan Sentra pulled beside the truck and began tooting its annoying horn. Tony and Hakim looked over to see a pretty, light-skinned Black woman trying to get Tony's attention. Hakim recognized the young woman! He had seen her about two months ago and had attempted to kick game at her. He had been at a bus stop with about four other brothers on his way to work when he had seen her. Two months ago... Hakim had standing at the bus stop reading the morning daily paper. There were 5-6 other men standing on the corner with him. As he read, he heard some of the men whistling and talking nonsense about some sista walking towards them. "Hot DAMN, that sista got a tight package, yo!" said one brotha. "You ain't kiddin', Ike. That bitch got BODY! And check out the face, B! She's a star!" said another. Hakim decided to look up and see what all the fuss was about. As his eyes settled on the figure walking towards them and focused, he damn near dropped the paper he was holding! Girly had on very classy yet form-fitting business suit that clung to her thighs and upper body in a very feminine/sexy manner. Her walk was more like a glide. She had smallish breasts but her pretty face, hair, and body more than made up for that deficit. She was built like a brick shithouse with a FAT, fluffy ass! She reminded him of the R&B singer, MYA. Hakim made a decision that he would later regret and decided to be the quiet yet brave one and step to her instead of shouting 'compliments that could be easily seen as insults' as the other ASSHOLES were doing. He swung off the pole he had been leaning on and approached her from the side as she walked past. "Hello, miss. You look very sharp, this morning I must say," Hakim started. The woman stopped. Turned towards him and said, "Listen, you don't kn-," "H-Hold up sista. I wasn't trying to disrespect you, here. With all the catcalling they doing, I thought it would be respectful to say good morning to you," said Hakim. "Why in hell would I want to be greeted by a brotha catching a bus wearing a damn waiter's uniform?" she said. Hakim quickly thought of the irony of her question. Was she or was she not walking her damn self?! "Excuse me, sista. I don't want to get into a 'thing' with you out here on this gorgeous, sunny morning. I meant no disrespect. Please have a nice day," Hakim said as he noticed that all eyes were on them. A couple of the men were openly laughing at him. Hakim had berated himself for quite some time about that incident. He wondered if he was ever going to get the opportunity to meet a non-judgmental woman in this city. Most of the women he had met up to that time seemed to be overly concerned with what he was driving and how much money he was making. He surmised that women had gone and changed into materialistic dickheads while he was locked up. Back to the present... Her extremely stuck-up, negative attitude towards him had rubbed him the wrong way. She had dismissed him as a nobody. She had claimed that she didn't and wouldn't date a drug dealer. But here she was, damn near STALKING the top dog in the city! Fake BITCH! Tony powered his window down and said, "What's up Toi? Where you been, baby?" "I could ask you the same question. Why haven't you called me?" she asked. "I'll call you later tonight, okay?" Tony replied. "You promise?" she asked. "You know motherfucking well I don't make promises, girl. I got some shit to take care of. When I get done, I'll give you a ring... cool?" Tony said smoothly. "Okay, baby. See you later," she said as the light turned green and she sped off. "What's up with her? She's fine as hell, T!" Hakim said. "Another chickenhead looking for a fool to take care of her. Her names Toi. T-O-I. She does give some of the bombest head, though. And the pussy is ridiculously wet... like all the time, Hakim. I usually hook up with her once every two weeks and hit it. She's an undercover freak... acting like she don't like to fuck and shit!" Tony said as he pulled the truck over to the curb in front of an well-kept apartment building. "Come on," Tony said as he quickly exited the cab of the truck. Chap. 5 "A satin doll is a woman who is as pretty on the inside as she is on the outside." Duke Ellington, 1973 Hakim followed him up the walkway and into the building. They got on the elevator and went to the 14th floor. As they walked down the hallway, Tony reached into his pockets and pulled out a huge set of keys. He fiddled with them for a second before finding the correct key and let them into the roomy apartment. As soon as the door closed, they heard a voice calling Tony's name. As Hakim stood by the doorway, a vision of Black loveliness entered the room wearing running shorts and a sports bra, approached Tony and hugged him. She was 5'5, brown-skinned, long straight black hair, 35C, and had a sexy, hourglass figure. She reminded him of the actress, Nia Long... with slightly larger breasts. "Hakim, I want you to meet one of my hardest workers. Say hello to Dominique," Tony said as he put his arm around her shoulder. "Hello, Dominique. It's nice to meet you," Hakim said as he offered his hand. "Same here. Tony's told me all about you," Dominique said as she shook Hakim's hand. She looked into his eyes and smiled. She immediately was impressed with the way he looked and presented himself. She did not release his hand. Hakim returned her gaze. "Dominique works in a law office. In fact, her boss is my personal lawyer. You two are going to get to know each other real well," Tony said as he walked towards the bedroom, entered, and shut the door. "Tony tells me that you just finished a bid upstate. How long were you down?" Dominique asked as she released his hand, turned and walked into the kitchen... making sure to put some extra wiggle into her walk as she knew Hakim was staring at her shapely ass. "Four years... four long years," Hakim answered as he surveyed the slope of her full, round ass. She had very nice, thick, yet soft legs. "Hmm... damn! That's a long time to go without some pussy wouldn't you say?" Dominique asked as she turned around and smiled at him. "I got that handled shortly after I got out, since you're asking," Hakim answered. "Duh... I figured that much. You're much too good-looking to be going without," Dominique said as she ripped open a frozen popsicle and began to lick it, seductively. Hakim could feel his dick start to harden in his jeans. Girly was fine as hell and she was deliberately teasing him. He watched as she began lightly licking the dripping popsicle, making sure to stick her tongue out as far as humanly possible. "Is it good?" Hakim asked. "I can think of something I rather have in my mouth right now," Dominique answered as she deliberately gazed at his formidable dick pouch. Hakim's chin was still resting on the floor when Tony suddenly came out of the bedroom. "Let's talk you two," he said. They headed into the livingroom and sat on the plush leather furniture. "Look, Dominique. I'm putting my man on. From here on out, you're going to be dealing with him when I need something picked up or transported, okay?" Dominique nodded her understanding while looking at Hakim. "I'm going to get to know him real well," she thought to herself. "Hakim, I need you to be on top of your game when you're handling shit for me, alright dog? This here is serious business. Dominique has been my road-dog from the BE-gin... she knows what's up. You and her are going to be working together... you think you can handle that?" Tony asked. "Yeah... hell yeah. I think Dominique and I can hang with that," Hakim said as he glanced quickly at Dominique's full breasts. "Fuck, those motherfuckers look luscious!" he said to himself as his dick stirred in his jeans. He couldn't believe this fine ass, stacked sista was going to be a regular in his life for now on! Tony looked first at Dominique and then at Hakim before saying, "Look, I feel the vibes between the two of you, already. I don't care what you two do on your own time, but I would advise that you two not hook up outside of the business we do. That shit could be real bad for business, you see what I'm saying?" Tony said. Hakim and Dominique both nodded their heads in agreement. Hakim was thinking that it was probably a good idea but it would be hard fucking work trying not to be attracted to such a fine-ass woman! Babygirl was stacked! Long, jet black hair (and it was hers!), smooth and pretty face, tits like two midgets, and enough ass to play a 3-on-3 on! "How the fuck am I going to work with this woman and not stay hard?!" he thought to himself. BrotherFuture Part 4 Dominique was thinking that his demeanor had her head swimming. She thought that she would give him the usual tease but something in his eyes told her that before long, they would both tire of her games and get it on. There was something about him... something sexy, something different, and something refreshing. He looked dangerous in a gentle way. Wide shoulders, narrow hips, and a cute motherfucker to boot?! "Yeah, he might get to go for a swim," she thought to herself. Chap. 6 "If I have learned anything in my life, it is that bitterness consumes he vessel that contains it." Rubin Hurricane Carter, 1960 After leaving Dominique's apartment, they ate dinner at a quiet, out of the way Chinese restaurant where Tony continued to school him about the drug game. While they were eating, Tony's pager went off. He looked at it quickly before exclaiming, "Fuck! Will this trick stop hitting me up?! What the fuck? She must want to fuck REAL bad!" Hakim started laughing. Tony glanced up at him and said, "What the fuck are you laughing at? I'm giving you your first assignment," Tony said as he chuckled to himself. "And what would that be, cuz?" Hakim asked hesitantly. "You're going to drive me home, drop me off, and go handle this bitch for me," Tony said as signaled for the check and chuckled. "What? You mean go stick her? You want me to go fuck this broad for you, T?" Hakim asked incredulously. "Yep, all that shit you just said. But, you're not fucking her for me, you're going to hit it for yourself. I saw the way you checked her out. It's cool, yo. It's a perk of the game. Your ass better get used to it. Women love motherfuckers they THINK have power and money, dog. The rest of the shit they babble on about is just that... BABBLE! Get money and you'll get all the pussy you want. Period. Plus, I'm tired. Don't worry, she ain't going to mind. I'll give her a call and tell her what's up. By the way, tomorrow I want you to come pick me up tomorrow so we can get you a pager and cell phone," Tony said. "If you say so," Hakim smiled to himself as he thought of the fucking he was going to give to that lying, stuck-up bitch! She had played him when she had surmised that he wasn't worth the time of the day the first time they had met. He was going to make sure she didn't make the same mistake again the second time! Chap. 7 After dropping Tony off at his home in the suburbs, Hakim guided the sport utility towards the other side of the city to an address Tony had given him. Hakim smiled to himself as he drove and imagined what the look on Toi's face would be when he arrived at her apartment. Would she even recognize him or remember their first meeting. "Let's see what she has to say while I'm digging her back out," Hakim laughed to himself. He remembered the day she had rebuffed his advances like it was yesterday. Hakim had taken the rejection personally. Toi was one of the first women he had chosen to approach after being released from jail. Granted, his game was rusty but she had made him feel foolish for even trying to approach her. As he drove to her apartment, Hakim's dick started to twitch in anticipation of the outright brutal fucking he was planning on giving her. Chap. 8 "Woman without man is like a field without seed." Ethiopa Toi hung up the phone after speaking with Tony and began to doll herself up and clean her small one bedroom apartment. Tony had informed her that he wouldn't be coming and that he was sending over a friend to be handled. Toi had done this several times for Tony. He paid her between $50-200 for each trick she turned for him. Toi was a paycheck away from hoodrat status. She fucked on the side for the little extras she couldn't afford with her part-time administrative assistant position. She fronted with her girlfriends like she had it going on but if it wasn't for the money she received from tricking, she'd be dead broke and back living with her mom and sisters. Witnessing her mother go through the experience of trying to keep a man who wasn't about shit taught Toi very early that the only thing she could ever hope to get out of a man was money. After her father had left, her mother had been devastated. Her mother had been a strict disciplinarian when Toi and her two sisters had been young. Toi was the oldest out of the three. As time wore on, her mother began to drink. Drinking led to the other unsavory things that Toi refused to dwell on. When Toi began dating, her relationship with her mother was strained. That was until she began dating a drug dealer who frequently gave her mother 'help' when she needed it. Suddenly, Toi's relationship with her mother began to improve. But just as suddenly, it began to sour when Toi broke up with the young drugdealer. Soon afterward, though, she began exclusively dating hustlers and playas... partly to maintain some type of relationship with her mother. Toi was attractive and like most women she made it work for her. She knew men desired her by how much attention she received each day going to and from work. Men always made snide comments about the wiggle of her well-developed ass cheeks. She had also discovered years earlier that she had what men call "come-back pussy". When she had been eighteen years old, she had gone to the doctor complaining of constant and excessive lubrication in her pussy. The doctor had informed her that she was perfectly healthy and that the lubrication in her pussy was a bit excessive but nothing to be worried about. No man had EVER turned down a second chance to fuck her because her pussy remained tight and wet no matter how many times they dicked her! More than one man had informed her that her pussy reminded them of a virgin's snatch. Toi conducted herself like a lady at all times and was always very discreet about her nighttime activities. She wasn't proud of the life she had up to now made for herself, but with a little luck and little bit more tricking, she hoped to one day meet the brotha who could take her away from all of this. Whoever this balla Tony was sending over was going to get sucked, fucked, and pushed out the door in an hour. "Shit, I got to get up early tomorrow. I wish this motherfucker would hurry up and get here," Toi said to herself as she put the finishing touches on her hair. Chap. 9 "To be sensual is to respect and rejoice in the force of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the breaking of bread." Phyl Garland, 1969 Hakim arrived at the address Tony had given him. He exited the truck and began to walk up the walkway towards an apartment building. He rang apartment number 23 and was buzzed up immediately. Hakim exited the elevator and began scanning the numbers on the doors. When he found number 23, he knocked firmly and deliberately. He heard heels clicking on the other side of the door. Suddenly, the door cracked a bit and then swung open to reveal Toi in a sheer baby blue, full-length, body-hugging nightgown that did nothing to hide the tremendously seductive hourglass shape of her body. "Hello, I'm Hakim," he said while he scanned his eyes up and down Toi's body. "Hello, yourself. Come on in, my name is Toi" she said as she stepped to the side and allowed Hakim into her dimly lit apartment. As he passed Toi, she ran her eyes from his broad shoulders down to his tight ass and smiled approvingly. He was powerfully built and carried himself accordingly. Maybe she'd let him stay longer than an hour! "For some reason, you look familiar to me," Toi said as she closed and locked the door. "Oh yeah," Hakim said as he turned around and gazed at Toi's eyes. Toi continued making small talk. She was nervous. Hakim answered her with single word answers. As she continued talking, Hakim began walking around her apartment and blowing out the candles she had lit earlier. He left a few of them burning. "Damn, he works fast. At least he knows what he came he for," thought Toi. Hakim saw her bite her lip in anticipation as her chest rose and fell rapidly with her deep breathing. Hakim stepped over to her quickly and stood before her. Toi felt like she was standing in the shadow of a giant.. Hakim could sense her nervousness and excitement. He reached out and touched his fingertips lightly to her face, brushed her hair back from her neck with his hands, and looked her straight in the eye as his head lowered towards hers and he kissed her softly on the lips. Hakim started slowly at first, just barely brushing his lips with hers until he felt her relax. He then darted his tongue out to trace the crease of her lips, lightly. Without a moment's hesitation, she opened her mouth to him and his tongue slowly entered her mouth. He explored her mouth in a slow French kiss and it wasn't long before she was kissing him back, completely. Hakim's mouth left hers and then he kissed his way across her jaw, around to her ear, down the smooth line of her neck, and then across her collarbone. His arms went around her in an embrace as he did so, and his fingers worked swiftly at the fastening of her teddy in the back. He caressed her back and shoulders and then slid the straps of the nightgown off her back, completely. Startled by the air on her skin, Toi made a move to cover herself with her hands but Hakim stopped her. Hakim moved his hands up and over her arms to cup her small, firm breasts and began to roll her rather lengthy nipples between his fingers. Toi arched her back slightly and made a hissing sound as he did this. "Tell me," Hakim said as he watched Toi's head rotate to the left and then to the right with a classic "I surrender" look on her face. "Tell you what, baby?" Toi said breathlessly as she squeezed her thighs together. "Tell me what you want," Hakim said quietly as he continued to squeeze and twist her nipples. He applied more pressure to her nipples and she moaned. She didn't complain about the pain and that turned him on even more. She liked pain. "I want what you came over to give me. I want it all. I want you," Toi said as Hakim bent his head towards her breasts. Toi was trying her hardest to remain detached and remember that this was business, but there was something electric in the air between them. She couldn't deny she felt strongly attracted to the 'take charge' vibe he was giving off! Hakim stuck out his tongue and flicked her nipple while rubbing her other nipple. He began to suck on her tits making them wet, and Toi moaned again while reaching towards his jacket and sliding it off of his broad shoulders. She then worked her fingers up to his chest and began unbuttoning his shirt. Hakim slid the rest of her nightgown down her hips and Toi stepped out of it when it got to her ankles. She had Victoria Secret thongs on. He then began to really feel the soft, supple skin and the hardening chocolate nipples in his hand. She tasted incredible as he sucked each tit into his mouth, rolling the nipples around with the tip of his tongue as she worked his shirt off of his chest and arms. Hakim suddenly pulled away from Toi. Toi began to fear that he was done with her and that it was over. But he just stared at her with THAT look in his eyes, and began guiding her towards the couch. As she sat, he got on his knees in front of her. He looked up at her again and smiled as he reached for her panties and began to pull them off. Toi lifted up off of the couch to let him finish what he was about to do. Soon her panties were off, and her legs were spread apart. Hakim brought her panties to his face and inhaled deeply. He moaned deep in his throat, which caused her slimy pussy to leak even more! Hakim tossed her panties over his shoulder and then began tracing her slit with his fingertips. By now, Toi was in sheer disbelief. No man she had ever tricked with before had ever bothered to eat her pussy. She was breathing heavily as she watched Hakim. "He is going to eat me isn't he?" Toi thought quickly to herself. Hakim licked his lips and lowered his head between Toi's thighs. She was clean-shaven with a light patch of hair on top. Her pussy was beautiful. Soft, thin brown lips surrounded pink wetness. Her slit was no longer than 2 inches, it seemed. He wondered if she was going to be able to take the dick he planned on giving her. He then began slowly licking her pussy from top to bottom. Her pretty pussy dripping an amazingly sweet, light, creamy nectar onto his tongue and he couldn't get enough. He slightly parted her labia and dragged the tip of his tongue all the way to the crescent, skipping over her clit on purpose. He was teasing her and it was driving her wild! Toi oohed and ahhed as Hakim parted the lips of her pussy and dove his tongue into her, licking her wet insides, tasting her. The pressure built up in Toi as she watched Hakim between her legs looking back up at her. He started to to lick all around her clit slowly, it so good she started to gently call out his name. "Hakim... Hakim... Hakim.. ." Toi moaned nonstop. Toi moaned loudly in response to the feel of Hakim's lips, her knees sliding at a wider angle beside his head. He could now raise his arms up slightly and cupped her ass in his large hands while sliding his tongue between her slick pussy lips. "Oooohh... Mmmmm.... Uhhhh..." Toi moaned deeply as her pussy relaxed against Hakim's mouth, accepting what he was aching to give her. He pulled her down closer to his mouth, sliding his tongue in deeper, licking and darting inside her extremely wet hole. Hakim then flicked the tip of Toi's clit with his tongue, slowly, while reaching up to play with her long, excited nipples. Toi grabbed his hands and guided his hands roughly across her chest making him paw her breasts savagely as he flicked the tip of her slit slowly. He then pulled her hands away and grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to him as he started to quicken the pace of his tongue. Toi was humping Hakim's face as he pressed a finger to her asshole. Toi had experienced anal sex a couple of times. It wasn't her favorite thing, but that was mostly because she had never orgasmed while getting poked in her ass. In her talks with her girlfriends over the years, they had all claimed that anal orgasms were the equivalent of 3 clitoral orgasms at once. Toi had never resolved the matter. Were her friends lying? Or was there something wrong with her? Hakim slowly rubbed his finger around Toi's asshole in tiny circles, and finally her anus started to open up to him. Hakim continued his tongue assault on her petite pussy by sticking his tongue into her pussy at the same pace his finger began slowly trying to enter past her sphincter muscle. Toi continued moaning while whipping her head back and forth across the cushions of the couch. She began begging for it! "Put it in my ass! Please!" Toi screamed in a muffled voice. Toi moaned softly as Hakim continued sucking on her very sweet and wet pussy as she felt his finger pierce her rectum. It slid deep inside of her. Hakim held his finger deep in her ass before slowly twirling and withdrawing his finger to the tip before entering her ass again and again and again... After a few minutes of this, Hakim slid his thumb into her pussy, and began sucking on her clit! Toi was awestruck! All of these sensations combined almost caused her to faint from sheer pleasure. She didn't even feel the orgasm building inside of her. It was like her body was now solid orgasm, and she couldn't think or breathe! When Toi came, she went completely rigid and numb at the same time. She must have passed out, because the next thing she remembered seeing was Hakim's cum sucked lips, face and chin before her eyes. "Lick it off. All of it. Taste yourself, now.. ." Hakim said smoothly but authoritatively. Toi moaned as she deftly licked every drop of her creamy cum off of Hakim's face. She tasted sweet. "Hmmmm..." Toi moaned as she went about her task. When Toi was done licking her pussy juices off of Hakim's face, he stood up and began to unbuckle his belt. He then unbuttoned the top of his pants and then pulled the zipper down. As he moved his pants down his hips and off his legs and feet, Toi glanced at the bulge behind his briefs and then at his muscled thighs and legs. But her glance soon returned to the huge knot at the front of his thighs. "Oh SHIT that motherfucker looks big! Oh Tony, what did you send up in here tonight?" Toi wondered to herself while raising herself to a sitting position directly in front of Hakim's meaty dick. Toi reached for Hakim's waist hypnotically and began to pull his briefs down his thighs. She gasped in fear and excitement at the black monster that revealed itself to her. It had been coiled up like a snake and when she freed it from it's prison, the big head leaped at her like it was getting ready to strike. Hakim's cock hung down half hard before pointing right at her lips. The fat head was throbbing with desire for her and she flushed with pride at the thought of causing him to react this way. It was so beautiful, so black, so big and hard, she thought to herself as it continued to grow before her eyes. Hakim's dick was at least twice as big as Tony's and twice as thick. The tip was lighter in color then the rest and was about the width was about the half the size of her fist. Toi put her small hand on it, but couldn't get it all the way around Hakim's dick. She stroked it a little at first. Toi looked up at Hakim and licked her lips. She was determined to show Hakim how good she could be. Toi pulled away from his massive balls and moved up to the head of his dick. She started by kissing the head, licked the ridge, causing Hakim to moan lightly. She pushed her tongue into the little slit at the tip of his cock, spreading it, licking and sucking the precum that was already there. Finally, Toi covered it with her lips, sucking gently at first, then started moving her head back and forth, rocking his cock over her lips, soaking his cock with her saliva. Soon she had half of his 12-inch length in her mouth, then more... slowly letting it touch the back of her throat. Saliva was running out of her mouth and down her chin to her neck. Hakim's dick felt so warm in her mouth, she couldn't help but slobber on it. Toi knew her pussy was dripping out of control, but she was too busy to do anything about it now. Hakim put his hands on the sides of Toi's head. He held her head as he pushed his dick in and out of her mouth... rocking his hips slowly, watching his cock disappear into Toi's pretty, angelic face. Toi looked up at Hakim and their eyes locked in a stare of incredible lust. Toi sensed that Hakim was going to do something furious to her body on this night. "Mmmmm... mmmpphhhh...." Toi gurgled around the deeply embedded prick as she felt it become harder, somehow. Her accumulated pussy juices were running between and out of her moist cunt lips and down her thighs. Hakim took hold of Toi's head and began to slide his dick in and out of her mouth in short, slow strokes. Toi allowed herself to be pulled back and forth over the first third of his thick, long, black dick. Her eyes remained open in an adoring gaze as she had never seen, sucked, or felt quite anything as the size of this man's dick. Toi heard Hakim start to moan deeply just before his suddenly hardened and thickened. Her eyes widened in fear that he was going to cum in her mouth! She had NEVER gone that far with any man... money or no money! She looked up at him as his hands tightened on her skull and into his eyes. The look in his eyes secured her fate. She knew without a doubt that he was going to cum in her throat no matter how much she struggled! Funny thing was... she didn't want to struggle. She was enjoying the forceful way he was dictating things. Her pussy was dripping rivulets of pussy juice down her thighs and onto the floor. BrotherFuture Part 4 "Hmmmmm... Ohhhhh.... Yeeeahhhhhhh... Ummmm," Hakim moaned as the itch in his balls suddenly blasted upwards through his dick and exploded in the deep recesses of Toi's throat. Blast after strong blast ripped out of his dick into her mouth. She swallowed as quickly as she could, but small streams of cum ran out of both sides of her once formerly tight lips. Toi's throat worked quickly as her pussy suddenly clenched in a small yet intense orgasm! It caught Toi off-guard as she released Hakim's dick from her lips and leaned onto his thighs while she moaned as her body slowed its quaking. THAT had never happened to her before while giving a man head! She knew without a shadow of doubt that she was going to have to get on the phone and tell her girlfriends about this motherfucker! Chap. 10 "Success has a power of its own." Cordiss Collins, 1990 Hakim took hold of his dick and began to smack Toi on the cheeks, nose, and forehead with it. Toi's eyes remained closed as the wet, warm dick rubbed along her face. She was silently thrilled that his dick remained as hard as granite. Her pussy wouldn't have to wait to get filled. She moaned as he spread the remnants of his cum across the bridge of her nose. Hakim began slowly backing away from Toi. He backed to the couch and then sat down on it. He crooked his finger towards Toi. She crawled from her position on the floor over to him. Hakim spread his legs as he massaged his already hard dick and let her get between them. "Did you cum?" Hakim asked. "Yes... yes, I did," answered Toi as she looked into Hakim's eyes once again. "Come on up here and slide on this dick," Hakim said as he laid back on the couch and allowed Toi to stand up and straddle his thighs as she positioned herself on top of him. Toi's stomach did a somersault as she stared down at the large, bulbous head of Hakim's dick. His dick was as thick as her wrist. She hoped she could enjoy his entire dick without hurting herself. Hakim could see the dripping, glistening wetness of Toi's cunt. Her lips were drenched with her cunt cream and he could also see the rivulets of pussy juice on the inside of her thighs. She leaned forward onto his chest while rubbing her pussy on the underside of the thick dick that was between them. Hakim felt her wetness dripping down his long shaft. "Damn, this bitch is WET!" he thought to himself as she continued to rub her wet, greasy snatch on his stiff dick. Hakim grabbed Toi by the waist as he worked one of her chocolate, distended nipples into his wet mouth and sucked and nibbled on it. This caused Toi to begin sliding the outside of her pussy from the top of Hakim's formidable dick to the bottom, leaving a wet, slimy, and shiny trail on the underside of his dick. They both could hear and feel the sticky wetness of her pussy rubbing against his dick. Her pussy felt as if it was on fire! "That's it... rub that pussy on my dick. Your pussy feels sooo warm on my dick!" Hakim whispered into her ear as he smiled deviously. Hakim was planning on giving her the dicking of a lifetime! When she sat down tomorrow at work, Hakim wanted her pussy to ache from the dick he was about to give her! Hakim began licking and kissing the sensitive spots on Toi's neck and ears. "Hmmmm... you do that good, baby," Toi said as her mind floated off in a thousand different directions as she felt the hot heat from his dick on her wet, puffy pussylips. Her pussy seemed to be leaking more fluid than she ever remembered! The entire crack of her ass was wet with her liquid essence. "You ready?" Hakim said as he took hold of his dick and began to rub the large, spongy head of his dick across the wet, pliant lips of Toi's pussy. "Yesssss..." Toi hissed as she raised her sticky pussy up off of Hakim's dick and then began lowering herself towards his colossal cock. Taking his giant, black cock in her fingers, Toi moved it till his giant knob was rubbing against her agitated pussy lips. They both could hear her pussy squelch as the plum-sized head of his dick disappeared inside of her. From the back, the pink meat of her pussy was visible due to the incredible stretching her pussy was forced to submit to. Her creamy dew covered the top 7 inches of his dick. "Mmmmm... Oooohhh..." Toi moaned loudly as she began to experience the full girth of Hakim's thick dick beautifully and masterfully stretch her pussy to new dimensions. She had NEVER been this stretched before in all her life. She was slightly afraid to look towards her pussy for fear that the remaining inches yet to enter her would frighten her right off of his dick! Hakim's arms were long enough so that he could reach around her body and take hold of her asscheeks and slowly rub around her asshole. He pulled her asscheeks apart which caused her clit to come out of its hiding place and rub along the length of his dick. Soon, Toi pussy began to clench/unclench around 8 inches of his deeply imbedded dick. "Ooooohhhh... Ugghhh... Mmmmm..." Toi screamed into Hakim's neck as she came quickly and powerfully on his thrusting dick. The sounds of her slick, wet pussy being penetrated filled the room. Hakim continued to raise and lower Toi onto his cum/slime covered dick. Her pussy was now taking 9 inches of dick quite nicely. Hakim began slipping his finger into her tight ass as she came. At first, Toi's head jerked off of his shoulder/neck area as if to protest to the invasion. Then as she felt Hakim's lower body began to rise up to meet her downward thrusting pussy, her pussy convulsed in a cataclysmic eruption of orgasmic bliss. Hakim's finger began rotating and thrusting in her ass as she road out her orgasm on 10 inches of black, thick dick. Toi felt helpless to stop herself from cumming onto this strange man's dick. She had always taken pride on her ability to remain professional no matter's whose dick was pounding away at her insides. She was usually able to distance her mind from the act at hand by thinking about how she was going to spend this 'clown's' money. But Hakims' dick demanded immediate and consistent attention. Her mind couldn't have formed a complete thought if she had tried! And she didn't want to! This motherfucker was fucking her like she would fuck a woman if she was a man! His dick was BIG, yet he wasn't trying to slam it into her all at one time. She hated that shit! She wanted to get familiar with the dick before her body could openly and wantonly beg for it. Hakim was making her dizzy at the prospect of taking all of his dick into her in one sitting! She could think of nothing else! And still her pussy could be heard 'slushing and sloshing' as Hakim continued to work his dick into her tight, wet pussy. As Toi's second or third orgasm faded, Hakim was gently but forcibly fingerfucking her asshole. She had begun to enjoy the full feeling his finger was causing in her ass. She had tried getting assfucked twice and both times had been a disaster. The first guy couldn't stay hard and the second had tried to damn near rape her! The motherfucker hadn't even had the common human decency to lube himself up! Ghetto niggas! Since then, she had occasionally used her vibrator and had enjoyed it for the most part. Hakim began attempting to fuck the final two inches of his dick into Toi's soggy yet tight pussy. He had every intention of finishing the job he had started. He could sense that she wanted it, too. Her ass started moving back forcibly to take his thrusts. Pretty soon, she had taken all 12 thick, long, wet inches of his dick. His balls began banging off of her pussylips as he drove his dick quickly and smoothly into her pussy again and again. "AHHHHhhhhhh... Oooooohhhh... Ewwwwwwww... AHH... AHHH.... Ohhhh... Shhhhiiitttttt!" Toi screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt her pussy implode and then explode in orgasm all over the towering dick that was unmercifully sticking it to her. Hakim slipped a second finger into Toi's ass as she screamed her bliss into his ear. He could feel his dick between the membrane in her ass. He could also feel her cum running down the length of his dick and onto his balls in a constant flow. "Fuck, this bitches pussy is wet! I could fuck her all night long... and I just might," thought Hakim to himself as he quickly yet deftly lifted Toi's upper body off of his so that he could first sit and then stand with her thighs in his arms and his dick deep inside her. Toi took hold of Hakim's neck and allowed herself to be raised and lowered onto his deeply thrusting dick. Toi felt Hakim's fingers leave her asshole and take hold of her asscheeks in a tight grip as he slammed her lower body onto his dick again and again. This action caused Toi's head to fall forward onto Hakim's neck as another orgasm ripped her in two. Hakim began walking and fucking Toi towards her bedroom. When he reached the door, he kicked it open. Toi's pussy had become even louder, now. The squishy, liquid sound emanated throughout her bedroom. Hakim walked her to the edge of her bed and began slamming all 12 inches of his dick into her at a blinding pace. Toi came again... very hard! "You gone be cumming all night like that. You getting all of this dick, bitch. You hear me?" Hakim asked as he released his grip on her and allowed her legs to uncurl from his arms. Toi stood in front of him shaking and numb! The only thought that formed with some clarity was the fact that she had even better orgasms awaiting her! Chap. 11 "Dicking a woman deep is equal parts physical, emotional, and spiritual." Liclovely "Get on your knees and taste yourself," Hakim said as looked deeply into Toi's bewildered eyes. As he continued to gaze at her, something in her eyes told him that she was his. For the night... for whenever he wanted her body! Toi noiselessly slid to her knees and took in the view of Hakim's cum-matted dick and balls. She had never seen so much of her cum on a man's dick! His black dick was damn near white with all of the cream she had deposited on it! "Damn, how many times did I cum?" she said as she watched a thick drop of her voluminous cum drip off of his balls and land on her thigh. "I don't know but I do know you enjoyed every one of them, didn't you?" he said as he watched her nod her head in agreement and then stick her long, wet tongue out and lick along the side of his dick making her tongue whitish-colored with her own cum. "Yes... very much so," Toi said as she curled her tongue back inside of her mouth and tasted herself as she swallowed. "Mmm..." Hakim moaned as Toi began thoroughly cleaning his dick from tip to base/balls. She was doing a very good job, too. He could hear her moan as she cleaned him. Her tongue was wet and eager as she cleaned his dick. "Get up on the bed... on your knees... with your ass up and face down," Hakim said as he stepped away to allow her to get up and on the bed. Her ass wiggled as she got into position. Hakim thought to himself that he had never seen a finer ass... either in person or in a magazine. Her ass was perfectly built for fucking. Large yet very shapely and fluffy! Hakim got up on the bed behind her on his knees. He grabbed her asscheeks and spread them widely. He then bent down and stuck out his tongue and rimmed her asshole, wetly and slowly. "Hmmm... that feels sooo good, Hakim," Toi moaned as Hakim's tongue traced its way down towards her small, thin and swollen pussylips. He traced the outerlips and then sucked softly on her inner ones. She continued to moan as she pushed her ass back onto his face. Hakim straightened up and spread her asscheeks once again. His dick was still glistening from her spittle. As he lined up his dick with her pussy, he was able to see the wet, pink insides of her pussy. Her pussy looked like a bat had been recently pulled out of it. It was flaming red, open and lopsided. He grinned to himself as he entered her with a wet, sloshy sound. "Hmmmm... shit! Damn, your dick is so fucking deep in me in this position! Don't stop!" Toi ordered as Hakim began thrusting his dick to the hilt and then back to the tip. Her titties bounced off the mattress as he dicked her. Her pussy felt even more stretched from the back and she was enjoying it. She felt vulnerable and she knew she would do anything he asked of her. "SMACK" Hakim had smacked Toi's right asscheek as his deeply rooted dick plowed through her netherhole. As he looked down, he could see her thin, pink pussylips stretch open tightly to accommodate his dick on the outthrusts and then curl back in as he entered again. Her pussy was taking a beating and still she threw her ass back at him as if she wanted him to bruise her pussy way-way deep! "AHHHHHHH... OHHHHHHHH... GOOODDDNESSSSS... SHIIITTTT!" Toi screamed into her pillow as a series of orgasms exploded out of her pussy and into each of her limbs. And still Hakim held her asscheeks open and plowed her mercilessly. He gently stuck his finger into her asshole as she screamed and began rotating and thrusting it in time with her backward thrusts. Soon, he had his finger to the third knuckle. "OOOOhhhh... W-W-What are you doing to me?!" Toi screamed as Hakim inserted a second finger into her ass as he reamed her pussy expertly. "Just fucking you like I know a BITCH like you needs to get fucked! Hard, deep, and for a long period of time, right, bitch? Answer me!" Hakim said as he continued double banging her with his dick and fingers. "Yesssss... Yesssss, baby... Uh-huh... Ewwwwww... you do your shit so good, Hakim. Shit, you could make a bitch fall in love with your ass!" Toi screamed as Hakim slid his entire length out of her and left the head of his dick inside of her pussy. He began deeply probing her ass with his two fingers. Toi's ass began to heat up. Hakim reached around and under her to manipulate her clit. Soon, Toi began mewing and pleading for him to do it harder and deeper. Hakim felt the tightness release from her asshole. Now was the time! Hakim got up off the bed and went into the bathroom. He opened the medicine cabinet up and glanced over birth control pills, Midol, acne cream, etc... until his eyes came across the K-Y jelly he was looking for. He took it out, uncapped and scooped a large amount onto his dick. He began fisting his dick as he walked back into the bedroom. Toi was still on her knees waving her ass slowly from side to side. She seemed to be in a trance. She was moaning as if she still had his dick inside of her. Toi's pussy was still spasming! She had tried to lie flat on her stomach but any sudden movements started her to shaking and cumming again. Hakim got back on the bed and spread her asscheeks. His touch sent shivers up her back. As she felt his breath on her asscheeks and then his tongue lazily crawling over her asshole, she went over the edge again and orgasmed. "AHHHHH... Oooooohhhh.... Ummmmmm... Fuucckkk... Ewwwww... SHIT!" Toi screamed and then began laughing... uncontrollably. Tears were coming out of her eyes. She couldn't tell if the tears were from the orgasms she had just experienced or the sudden giggles she was suffering through. She finished laughing/giggling and wiped her eyes. She exhaled deeply as a heavenly and relaxing feeling washed over her body. Hakim's fingers went back to work on her ass as rubbed KY jelly around the rim of her asshole. He allowed his fingers to slowly work the jelly into Toi's ass so that she wouldn't be alarmed when he finally stuck his big dick inside there. Toi felt her asscheeks being spread again as Hakim brought the warm, spongy head of his dick to her pussylips and then slowly began filling her up with dick. She began moaning again as her body once again caught a rhythm which caused her pussy to start leaking, again. Hakim worked two of his fingers into her ass as he began plowing through furrow with increasing speed. Toi began moaning deeply... and talking some kind of language he had never heard! But still, she pushed her ass and pussy back at him. Willing him to take more if he wanted it. As Toi began to cum again, Hakim quickly slid his dick out of her pussy while continuing to fingerfuck her ass as she came. As Toi continued to grind out her orgasm, Hakim deftly and slowly slid his fingers out of her ass as he replaced them with the helmet of his dick. The lips of her asshole gave way to the plum-sized head of Hakim's dick and slid across the helmet, tightening as they narrowed on the groove behind the large head. It slid in slowly and wetly, making a pop sound as her sphincter muscles clamped around his greasy dickhead. Toi eyes flew open as she realized the thick warmth of Hakim's dick had replaced his fingers without barely any pain. The head of his dick slid through her ass opening like a hot knife through butter... SMOOOOTH! She didn't have time to protest because there was hardly any pain. Toi felt her asshole sucking and spasming on the large invader. "Ummmm... Ewwww... Shhhh... Mmm..." Toi moaned deeply into the pillow. She did not utter a word of protest. She felt Hakim massaging her neck as he worked his dick slowly through the first 2-3 inches of her ass. He had greased his dick just right because it was sliding slowly in and out of her ass with moderate resistance. Hakim watched as his dick sawed through Toi's small but well-greased asshole. He was surprised that she was able to take him so smoothly. He figured that sticking his dick in her while she was orgasming was a good idea. He hadn't given her time to consider the enormity of his dick. As Hakim continued to smoothly glide in and out of her ass, Toi suddenly felt her ass passage begin to give way and spread thickly and wetly for his formidable dick. She could not believe that his fingers had loosened her up enough to take this probing! "Ahhhhhhhh... Ohhh... Ummm... AHHHH... I-I'm cum... Cumming!" Toi began to scream as Hakim slid his hand that had been holding her neck into her hair and pulled her back towards his heaving chest. "Cum for me, bitch... come on! Cum on my dick! I want to see your ass cream on my dick! Come on!" Hakim said forcibly as he picked up his pace inside of her ever-loosening asshole. He had approximately 7-8 inches in her ass. The way her asshole was tightening up at the tip of his dick, he doubted if he was going to get all of his dick inside of her. But fuck was her ass passage slick! "YESSSS... OHHHH... EWWWWWW... FUCK!" Toi screamed as she took 9 inches of solid black dick in her ass and came again and again on it. These orgasms were much different that the ones she had just experienced while he had been in her pussy. These orgasms were coming from somewhere much deeper and at a much rapid pace. Inexplicably, she could feel her ass spewing its nutt cream over the entire length of Hakim's deeply entrenched dick! This was the first assgasm she'd ever experienced in her life! Suddenly, she felt Hakim pull her hair even tighter as he began pulling her head towards him and said, "Remember when I came in and you said I looked familiar? I bet you never thought you'd be fucking a bus catching, uniform wearing motherfucker, huh?" "Huh? Ummm... Ohhhh... shit! Wh-What are... Ummm... you... AHHHHHH! OH SHIT! Ummmmm... here it cums again... Ohhhhhh... shiiitttttttt!" Toi screamed as the itch in her ass became a full-fledged teeth clenching, sheet grabbing orgasm. "Yeah... you remember don't you?! Couple of months ago... at the bus stop on Washington Ave. ? Uh-huh... take this dick bitch! You taking all this dick up this ass tonight! You hear me! Come here! Bring this ass back here!" Hakim said as suddenly took hold of her hips and began pile-driving his entire dick into Toi's upturned ass. BrotherFuture Part 5 *Author's note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived, it is done so on he basis that the author will have unrestricted access to the archive. This story is a work of fiction. None of the characters or events herein are based on real people, either living or dead. It was produced for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upsets you, do not read any further. By reading further you certify that you have accessed/requested access to this material willfully, and that you are an adult 21 years of age or older. You also certify that you are NOT a city, county, state, or federal law enforcement officer, official of the United States Postal Service, acting in the capacity of a representative of a telecommunications firm, and that this material does not offend the standards in your area, nor is it in violation of any of local, state, or federal law. **I suggest you read previous chapter if you are not familiar with the storyline. * * * * * Chap. 1 "Get money!" DMX-Belly (1999) "Where the fuck is this clown?" Hakim asked himself impatiently for the tenth time in fifteen minutes as he waited on a crowded street corner with a bookbag strapped to his back. He looked like a student waiting for a bus. But in reality, he was waiting for a drugdealer named Lennox. In the bookbag, was a kilo of cocaine. Hakim had been working for Tony for about a month counting cash and making deliveries to drugdealers all across the city. The work was harrowing and dangerous but the money was stacking like pancakes! Hakim had recently moved out of his mother's basement into a very nice, partially furnished apartment on the north side of the city. Tony had also let him have the use of one of his many "hoopties" so that Hakim could handle his job and enjoy his newfound freedom. He had been let go from his job at the country club because of a fire in the kitchen. He was relieved but his p. o. didn't share in his joy. As Hakim looked up the street, the car he had been waiting on pulled around the corner. The tan-colored, Toyota 4Runner came to a stop right in front of him. Hakim jumped in and the truck pulled away from the curb. The driver, Lennox, was a steady and loyal customer of Tony's. He was Jamaican and stood 6'3", 215lbs. , muscular, with braids in his hair. DMX's, "Bring It Right Here", was playing heavily on the truck's cd player. "What's crackin', mon?" Lennox asked. "These chips, Nox... gettin this money, yo," Hakim answered. "I hears you, mon" Lennox said as he reached around and in back of Hakim's seat and pulled out a gym bag and handed it to Hakim. Hakim took the bag and unzipped it. Inside was a Nike shoebox. He reached inside and pulled the box out. He then pulled the rubber band off of the box and peeked inside. Inside, neatly stacked were rows of hundreds, fifties, and twenty dollar bills. "Looks straight," Hakim said as he reached into his bag and pulled out the kilo of coke and replaced it with the shoebox. He then placed the kilo into the gym bag and placed it on the floor behind Lennox. "Right here is cool," Hakim said as the truck slowed to a deserted street corner. He dapped Lennox up and then exited the truck quickly. Hakim immediately began walking due east. He walked for approximately 3 blocks. He spotted his black, 1990 Toyota Camry and got in it. After starting the car and pulling away from the curb, he pulled out his cellphone and dialed Dominique's apartment. "Hello?" Dominique's sexy voice answered. "What's up girl? I picked up that hoagie you wanted. You want me to bring it over?" Hakim said as he spoke in code. Tony had warned him never to talk directly about their business over the phone. Dominique was well versed in talking in code. "Yeah. I'm hungry as hell. Thanks, baby," Dominique answered sweetly. Chap. 2 "You are beautiful; but learn to work, for you cannot eat your beauty." - Congo Hakim arrived at Dominique's apartment thirty minutes later. She answered the door wearing loose fitting slacks and a camisole. Her hourglass figure was tremendous! Hakim could make out the indentations of her always-erect nipples through her camisole and bra. Her nipples always seemed to be visible no matter what she wore! The more time the two of them spent together handling Tony's business, the more attracted they were both becoming towards each other. Dominique had begun to wonder whether Hakim was attracted to her or not. He hadn't made the slightest move on her and they had been working together for approximately two months. For some reason, that fact intrigued and excited her. Usually, men could not resist her feminine assets. Dominique always made sure to wear something clingy when she knew her and Hakim would be working together. She liked to tease. Had been doing it all her life. She had caught him gazing at her on numerous occasions as he took in her shapely form. She was used to it. What she wasn't used to was having to figure out how to approach a man who acted as if he could care less about getting with her. "Maybe he just likes to look," she had thought on more than one occasion. Hakim went into the livingroom and pulled his bookbag off of his shoulders. Sitting on the couch, he unzipped the bag and pulled out the shoebox. Dominique went into her bedroom and retrieved the money counter from its hidden location under the floorboard near her dresser. They would first count the money by hand and then run it through the money machine to check their accuracy. The machine only processed denominations of five's, tens, twenties, etc... and so on. One-dollar bills had to be counted by hand. Hakim and Dominique sat on her livingroom floor and counted endless stacks of cash from the day's activities. This was becoming their normal routine. He delivered coke and picked up cash. At the end of the day, the money was counted, recounted, stacked, and stashed. Tony would pop in unannounced throughout the week. He refused to use the phone to discuss business and discouraged everyone he worked for to watch what was said across the phone line. As they worked, Hakim could not help peeking quick glances at Dominique's titties. The camisole she was wearing barely held her tits from bursting. His eyes were hypnotically drawn to the deep crevice between her large melons again and again. The thick points of her nipples showing wasn't helping matters any. His dick started to uncurl within his jeans. Meanwhile, Dominique snuck her glances in. Her eyes tried to focus on the cash she was counting, but they kept being drawn to the large bulge that sat between Hakim's crossed legs. She had watched the progression of his hardening dick lengthening in his jeans. She had guessed correctly that a man his size would have a bigger than average sized dick, but how much bigger than average was it? That question kept repeating itself in her head like a mantra as she counted. "I need to take a break. Shit, I can barely keep my eyes from crossing, tonight!" Dominique said as she stretched her arms over her head. Her breasts rose up magnificently... and then spread. Her nipples seemed to be beckoning him. "Me too," said Hakim as he rotated his wrist and grunted. He then took off his watch and began to massage his wrists. The phone and pager in his jeans pockets were poking him in the thighs so he took them out and placed them near the chair he was sitting in front of. "Want something to drink? I have beer, juice and water," said Dominique as she stood up directly in front of Hakim and presented him with a heavenly view of her well-formed hips... and further up, her hardly unnoticeable nipples and breasts. "Juice," Hakim said as his eyes went from her hips, to her breasts, and finally to he eyes. She seemed to be smiling... or smirking. "Be right back," said Dominique. She then turned and walked towards her kitchen. She knew Hakim was watching her soft, wiggling ass and it excited her to no end! She wanted to get her tease on with him, but as she reached for the cupboard to retrieve two glasses, the thought hit her that she wanted something she could feel between her thighs. The guy she had been dating was nice. He was the first stable brotha she had met in a long time. He worked... had his own apartment... had a nice car. But he didn't have what she had grown used to. Good, big dick... 7-9 inches. Boyfriend was pushing 5-6, at the most. It wasn't that it wasn't satisfying... just not enough! Hakim watched Dominique dreamily. He knew she was attracted to him. He sensed it each and every time they got together to do this business. He liked her. She worked as a legal secretary in a large law firm, downtown. She was intelligent and thoughtful, but this was business... plus she had a man. Tony had let Hakim know that Dominique had a guy she was kinda seeing for 3-4 months. Apparently, the guy had no idea what Dominique did on the side to make money. And she wanted to keep it that way. She was smart enough to know that Tony trusted no one around or near his money except her and whoever else he assigned. If shit came up missing, Tony wouldn't hesitate to slump any motherfucker he deemed to be 'suspicious'. Fuck what you heard! Hakim stood up and stretched. He realized he had to take a piss so he started walking towards the rear of the apartment to the bathroom. Dominique came out of the kitchen with two tall glasses of juice. She placed the glasses on her the livingroom table. As she bent over, she smelled her armpit odor. "Damn, I need to change out of this blouse and put some more deodorant on!" Dominique said to herself as she headed towards the rear of the apartment to her bedroom. She entered her room and closed the door... leaving it one-quarter open. At the same time, Hakim was pissing on her toilet seat. He had leaned forward and his dick went crazy, spraying the place! He looked around for some toilet paper, but the roll was empty. He looked up at the selection of towels and couldn't bring himself to soil her clean linen. So, he zipped up his pants and flushed the toilet. He then backed out of the bathroom. He heard in a noise in the bedroom and went to reach for the door... Chap. 3 Dominique had taken off her blouse. She had also decided to change into her 'around the house' bra. As she slid her arms out of her bra and slid it down her arms, the door slowly opened. "Dominique, I need some toilet paper, babe... I-I... OH SHIT! I'm sorry D, my fault... shit!" said Hakim as he stuck his head in the door and saw Dominique's' tremendous hard nippled 37C's staring at him in the face! "Hakim! Shit, where do you live in a barn?!" Dominique said, as she made no move to cover herself. She slowly turned towards her bureau dresser and opened a drawer. "Look, Dominique, I'm sorry for... " Hakim began to say. "What do you think of this bra?" Dominique interrupted him as she turned back towards him holding up a lace bra. "I think it looks beautiful and even better on you," Hakim said as his gaze rose to her eyes and he could see the look of comehitherness in her eyes. His dick was at full mast! "Would you help me with the back?" she said as she turned her back to him and began putting her arms through the straps. Hakim straightened up and walked into the room. He stepped behind Dominique. He smelled her excited pussy as his hands came to rest on her back. "Hmmm... that feels good... your hands," Dominique said as she stood still waiting for Hakim's next move or words. "It looks good, D. Real good... " Hakim said as he stepped closer to Dominique and nestled his hard pant-covered dick against the crack of her slack covered ass. He moved his hands from her back to her arms and began to rub them. "Hmmm... " Dominique moaned as her nipples hardened even more. They were beginning to ache as they filled with blood signaling her heightened arousal. Hakim brought his hands off of her arms and ran them along her stomach in slow, sexy circles. Her belly was warm to the touch. Dominique leaned backwards while settling her asscheeks even tighter against his dick. Her pussy was becoming very wet! Hakim ran his hands along the underside of her breasts as Dominique thrust her ribcage out towards his hands. He then brought his hands around her entire breasts and squeezed her nipples softly with his thumbs and forefingers. He was impressed with the firmness of her heavy breasts. "Fuck, you got some long, tasty nipples. I want to lick them. Turn around. Can I lick em, D? Can I put my tongue on em?" Hakim said as he bent down and kissed her bare shoulder. "Y-Yessssss... ," Dominique said as she felt Hakim's hardening dick begin to saw vertically between her bouncy asscheeks. Whatever he had in his pants was wide and long. She could feel the heat of it, too. Hakim began backing toward the bed while still holding onto Dominique's breasts and nipples. As he approached her bed, he sat. He then leaned forward and ran his tongue along her back. This sent a visible chill through her body as she moaned. He then slowly turned her around with his hands on her waists. The sight that Hakim saw caused him to suck in his breath, momentarily. Dominique turned to face him and presented him with two perfectly formed chocolate orbs with long, erect nipples. Hakim began kissing and licking his way over her luscious flesh till he came to her nipple. He looked at it a moment seeing the outer part bulging and brown, the center hard and raised. He put his lips on it and sucked gently. It tasted divine! Dominique loved the attention Hakim was paying to her breasts. It felt like he was paying homage to them. She never imagined he could be so gentle yet skilled with his mouth. Her nipples were so hard they were beginning to hurt! "Mmmm... ," Dominique moaned as Hakim began to fondle both of her breasts at the same time while continuing to nip and lick at her highly erect nipples. Hakim slid his hands off of Dominique's full breasts and onto her hips... and then onto her ass. He gripped her ass in his large hands and softly yet firmly squeezed. Her excess ass flesh ballooned around his fingers as they sank into her soft, shapely ass. "Ahhh... ," whimpered Dominique as a chill shot through her upper body and caused her to jerk away from Hakim's demanding tongue. Her nipples were at least a half-inch in length by now... she had never seen them so long, so hard, and so excited! Hakim slithered his tongue off of Dominique's glistening hard nipple and sashayed it downward towards her belly button. He dipped his warm tongue into her navel and twirled it around. Turning her, he began to lick the area above her pants waistline. His hands were now resting on her ass and lower stomach, respectively. Dominique felt Hakim's hand begin to glide towards her embarrassingly wet pussy. He rubbed her mound gently as he guided two of his fingers across the crease in the front of her slacks. "Hmmm... mmmm... ," Dominique moaned as she felt her secretions being spread around her pussy by Hakim's fingers and her wet panties through her pants. "Fuck, her pussy is wet!" Hakim thought to himself as Dominique began to push her pussy mound up towards his fingers. The combination of his licking and pseudo-fingering was causing her to whip her head back and forth as she fought off her impending orgasm. Suddenly her hand grasped the back of Hakim's head and her thighs clamped shut around his hand. She moaned deeply and loudly. Her moans then turned to whimpers as she looked down to see him wetly licking her swollen nipples. Her orgasms raced from her pussy to the nipple he was suckling on and back again several times. Her hips began to jerk to and fro as she began to return to Earth from her unexpected yet intense orgasm. "RING... RING... RING..." "Damn! Shit!" They both said in unison as Dominique reached for the phone. She glanced at the caller id that was attached to the back of the cordless phone. "SHIT! It's Tony. You know he can't find out about this shit! His ass will trip... for real," said Dominique as she pressed the 'talk' button on the phone. Hakim pulled his hand free from the grip of Dominique's thighs as she stepped away from him. His fingers were glistening. He brought his hand up towards his face, nonchalantly, and sniffed his fingers. Her pussy aroma was sweet and delicate like honey. "Hello? Hey, what's up boy? Yeah, he went out earlier and got some coffee with cream... ," Dominique said as she talked in code about the days activities with their boss, Tony. Hakim sat on the bed still staring at Dominique's magnificent figure. Her nipples were jutting out as if they were searching for someone. Her stomach was taut yet sexy. Hips flared out to graceful, long legs. He noticed the wet spot on her slacks, also. Dominique watched Hakim gaze at her body. She knew that things had gone too far and that this phone call was a warning in disguise. She sighed inwardly realizing that this couldn't happen and that they were could not finish what they had started. "Fuck, I won't even get to see that big dick he has trapped in his pants," she said to herself as Tony droned on in her ear. "Okay, T... all right... sho nuff... I got it handled... okay... see you tomorrow," Dominique said as she pressed the 'talk' button to hang the phone up. She looked at Hakim and smiled a cheerless smile. "I know, I know... damn, that call couldn't have come at a worse yet perfect time, ya know? But look, this ain't going to detract from how we get down, though... ," Hakim said as he looked wistfully one last time at Dominique's superb breasts before she began to pull on her bra. She turned her back to him and he got up and snapped her bra closed for her. Hakim wrapped his arms around her and said into her ear, "You know what I was about to do up in here, don't' cha?" "I think so... shit, I know it felt good as fuck. I see that time away didn't do you no harm," Dominique said as slipped into a blouse. "I better get my ass to the crib. I need to lay my ass down after the day I've had," Hakim said as he walked towards the bedroom door. "Hakim," Dominique called out. "Yes," Hakim answered as he turned around to face her. She was turned towards the mirror fixing her hair. Her back faced him. "I just want you to know that my titties have never been made to feel like you made them feel just a little while ago... and I don't think I've been THAT wet in a very long time... you got it going on," said Dominique as she smiled into the mirror and looked at Hakim. He returned her look as he said, "Dominique, I've known since the first time I laid eyes on you, you were going to try to tease me... and that I would like it. But if that phone hadn't rung, I was prepared to see how far you would go to tease me," Hakim said as he backed out of the room before reaching for the door handle. "Today... there would have been no teasing, Hakim. That's how you had me, boo. That shit doesn't happen to me... hardly ever. That's why I'm telling you what I'm telling you, baby," said Dominique as she turned around and gazed into Hakim's eyes. Hakim blew her a kiss and a smile before closing the door. Chap 4 "He is a fool who treats his brother worse than a stranger." - Nigeria BrotherFuture Part 5 As Hakim came off the elevator on the ground floor he noticed a well-dressed brother walking towards him fast. Dude was about 6 feet even. Skinny. Close cropped hair... and wearing an ill-fitting navy blue windowpane suit. He had the look of a man who lived his life by the clock. He could see the guy was trying to get to the elevator door before it closed. He attempted to rush past Hakim but caught him hard on the shoulder with his own. Hakim's thick muscled body took the blow well while causing the harried, well-dressed young Black man to take two steps back. "Fuck," the well-dressed man said as the elevators door closed before he could get to them. He turned around and glared at Hakim's back. Hakim saw the man's glare over his shoulder in the tinted glass of the door he was approaching. "You should watch wear your going next time, my brother," the young man in the suit said to Hakim's back. Hakim stopped. Turned slowly and gave the brother a 'penitentiary' look. He had been prepared to just walk out the door and let the matter go. But this bony motherfucker seemed to not know whom he was fucking with this day. "Brother?" Hakim said into the space between them. "When the fuck did my momma bring your ass to the crib? I ain't your brother duke, but if you keep smacking your gums like you're doing you're going to end up having to call all the brothers you got!" The well-dressed brother stood looking at him with his mouth open and fear registered in his eyes. His nonverbal message said "I fucked around and ran my mouth to the wrong nigga." Hakim continued to glare in the man's eyes. Seeing that the brother was all talk, he turned and begin to walk towards the door. He realized there was no point getting into with the punk motherfucker. All that would happen is that police would be called, with BOTH of them being Black, they'd probably both get arrested. He had business to handle... fuck getting into an unnecessary incident. But he had plans for his 'brother' if he ever saw his bitch ass out on the street, though! Chap. 5 "Character, not circumstances, makes the man." - Booker T. Washington (1896) As the elevator opened smoothlessly and noiselessly, Wendell Robinson breathed a huge sigh of relief. He had almost walked into an asskicking with that 'I'm mad, so let me take it out on somebody' shit! "That brother was a BIG motherfucka," he said to himself as he entered the elevator and pressed a number. Wendell had had approximately three fights in his entire life... with a record of 0-3. His greatest gift was the gift of gab. If a multimillion-dollar championship bout ever took place that included peeps that could talk their way through a fight, Wendell would walk away with the belt! If you asked him, he was the most ferocious motherfucker out walking the Earth. But deep inside, he had admitted long ago that he really didn't have the heart to risk his looks and health by fighting. There had been quite a number of occasions during his life when rather than fight, he had ran... like a bitch! Wendell was headed to see Dominique. They had been dating for approximately four months. Wendell was a paralegal, Dominique was a legal secretary who worked on his floor. Wendell considered Dominique to be beautiful... awesome actually. Her face and body had a way of making him feel inadequate. When they ventured outside together for a walk or to a club, she drew so much attention from other men that at times, Wendell felt more like her escort than her boyfriend. He was threatened, easily. He wasn't used to dating someone so fucking fine! Plus, she had informed him that he was the first 'square' she had ever dated. That had damn near crushed him. Being as Wendell saw and portrayed himself as a one-punch knockout wonder and all. Wendell, though he thought Dominique beautiful, felt that she was a little rough around the edges. He thought with time she would relinquish what he thought were her ghettoish ways and grab onto the white, middle-class existence he sought. Wendell was still upset when he exited the elevator. Heart hammering... staring straight ahead... still slightly shaking. But by the time he had reached Dominique's door, his paralyzing fear had changed to righteous indignation and anger! He walked with the conviction of a man who whipped ass on the regular. At least, he was ACTING the part. Wendell began rapping his knuckles as hard as he could without breaking the skin. He heard her footsteps as she approached the door... then the light going dark in the peephole as she peered out. "Hey baby! Why didn't you call me first? We could have met somewhere and had dinner," Dominique said as she noticed the angry look on Wendell's face as she opened the door and allowed him entry. His surly attitude was a sure sign something was wrong. "Shit! I can't even enjoy the afterglow of my orgasm!" thought Dominique. Wendell rushed past and said nastily, "Well, I'm here. What fucking difference does it make?! Dinner?! Well, I hope you're treating me this time because I'm tired of footing the bill for your sudden 'ideas'. I don't want to go out and eat anyway. Why don't you cook something for a change?" "Whoa!! Did I do something here?" Dominique said as she looked at Wendell inquiringly. She crossed her arms and watched as Wendell walked towards the couch and sat down, rubbing his knuckles. She was not about to be disrespected up in her own fucking apartment by this paper pushing fool! "What type of security does your building have? Some hood nigga in a jean suit just tried to jack me downstairs! I handled my business, though. Got that bitch ass trick up off of me. Ain't no thug nigga taking shit I got! I can't stand those no responsibility having, unemployed, criminal, rap music listening to motherfuckers! Fuck Tupac!" Wendell said heatedly as he sat up on the couch and glared at Dominique. "Well, what does that have to do with me, Wendell? I mean, how is that my business? If that's what happened, call the police. Don't come up here and rip my head off! Can I have a hug?" Dominique said as she stared back at the still angry Wendell. "Fuck a hug! You used to date men like... that! What the fuck was you thinking?! Did you have a brain then or what?!" Wendell said derisively. "Ohhhh... Hold one motherfucking minute, Wendell... Chap. 6 Hakim approached his car, opened it, and sat. He was about to turn the key in the ignition when he suddenly remembered he had to call Tony. He patted his front pocket on his jean coat... no luck. Hakim began to pat his all of his pockets... no luck. "Fuck! Where is my shit?" Hakim screamed. Suddenly, he froze... retracing his steps. "Shit! I left that, my pager, and my watch up at Dominique's with that rushing shit," Hakim said as he exited his car and began walking quickly back towards the apartment building. As he opened the door and entered the apartment building once again, an elevator slid open... as if it knew he was coming. "Cool," Hakim said as he pressed the button to Dominique's floor and watched as the doors began to close. A hand went out... a white hand. A middle aged white woman's face appeared. Hakim quickly hit the button to reopen the elevator doors. The doors slid open. The white woman's face suddenly blanched as she peered at the large, Black man holding the door open for her. "I... I... uh... I'll take the next one... sir,". "Yeah, whatever. Have a nice day, miss," Hakim said as he stepped back and released his arm from the door and let the doors close. "Shithead," Hakim said to himself as he felt the elevator rise, effortlessly. Chap. 7 "... I know you ain't come in here and insult me in my own house!" Dominique said loudly. His tough guy thing had got out of hand. She had banged knuckles with women harder than his punk ass. "Insult you? I asked you a fucking question! Where the fuck were your brains?! I mean, I know you're a recovering hoodrat and all, but damn! You fine ass as hell. How in the name of all that's holy on Earth could you stoop so fucking low?!" Wendell said heatedly. "Who the fuck do you think you are talking to, Mr. Low Man on the Totem Pole? You think because your ass is running around the office getting the shit work that no one else wants to do done that you are somebody?! Give me a fucking break!" Dominique said. "Who the fuck are you calling 'low man on the totem pole' bitch?! All your ass is... is a glorified secretary!" Wendell said as he stood up quickly and menacingly. "Bitch?! You know what?! Naw... not up in here. Get your weak ass out of my house! Right now!" Dominique screamed as she screwed her face up in anger. "No. I ain't going nowhere. Make me... ," Wendell said as he crossed his arms and smiled... like a shithead. Dominique quickly crossed the room and stood directly in front of the smirking Wendell. "Wendell, I want your ass out of my apartment... this shit isn't funny! Get out!" "Like I said before, make me, bitch! You run around acting like you all high sidditty and shit... you ain't nothing but a project ho! I don't know what the fuck I ever saw in your uneducated, low class, one paycheck from the ghetto ass anyway," Wendell said nastily. Dominique reared her arm back and began to bring it forward. Wendell moved quickly to grab her arm and spin her around so that her back was to him. He held her tightly. "Let me go! Goddammit! Let me go, you fucking asshole! Wendell... OUCH!! You're hurting me!" "Not as bad as I'm going to if you don't shut the fuck and stop all that damn screaming!" Wendell said into Dominique's ear as he continued to hold her tightly. Suddenly, his arms began to slacken. Dominique quickly unentangled herself from his grasp and turned around to face him. Her hand suddenly shot out and gouged the side of his face with her fingernails. "Bitch! You fucking bitch! You're going to get yours now... for sure," Wendell said as he approached the quickly retreating Dominique... Chap. 8 Hakim quickly exited the elevator and began walking down the hall towards Dominique's apartment. As he approached, he heard hollering and screaming coming from the other side of the door. "What the fuck? Is she getting jacked in there?" Hakim thought to himself. There was approximately, two hundred thousand dollars in cash inside the apartment! They had counted it twice. Hakim stood for a second uncertain of what to do next. He took reached into the waistband of his jeans and took out a sterling silver-colored 9mm semiautomatic pistol. He could hear his own ragged breathing in his ears as his heart began to bang against his rib cage. A light sheen of perspiration began to appear on his neck and forehead. He leaned against the door and heard, "Bitch! You fucking bitch! You're going to get yours now... for sure," just before he stepped back and kicked the area beside the door handle and the door exploded inward... Chap. 9 Wendell looked up as the door suddenly imploded inward and the same jeansuit wearing brotha who had almost kicked his ass minutes ago, came roaring through the door straight at him! A small yelp escaped from his lips as he gawked at the hand that held the shiny silver gun before blunt pressure was applied to the side of his jaw by the fist his vision had not picked up. Hakim threw the gun over and behind the livingroom couch. "What's up, my brother?! You still got words for me, hoe-bitch?!" Hakim said as he assumed a boxing stance and glided from side to side watching the dazed doofus, Wendell, holding up the wall... albeit barely. Wendell attempted to make a go of it as he fell backwards into the wall. With the wall catching and then holding his rubbery legs steady for a second, Wendell caught a quick glance at Dominique. She was smirking at him as she watched the inevitable unfold. Having decided that he was going to at least get a lucky punch in, Wendell bounded off the wall with an ill-advised haymaker... missing Hakim by several feet. As he swung, Hakim ducked down with his murder in his eyes... and his arm and fist cocked back near the tip of Florida. He threw a ruthlessly intentioned body punch that dropped Wendell to his knees... praying. As Wendell eyes rolled back in his head and he raised his chin to see where the next hammer was being thrown from... he felt himself lifted by the cruel uppercut Hakim delivered to finish him off. "You all right? You okay Dominique?" Hakim said as he rushed to her side and took her into his arms. He rubbed her hair with one hand and her lower back with the other. She pressed into him... feeling very safe and very secure. "Yes... yes I am. Damn, you showed up in the nick of time... whew! That motherfucker was getting ready to do me up in this piece... with his punk ass! What the hell did I ever see in that man?! Shit!" Dominique said as she stepped back from Hakim... still looking at Wendell lying on his back blowing spit bubbles. "We got to get this asshole out of here. We damn sure can't leave his ass up here alone with all this money. Let's get his silly ass up and walk him down to his car. Then we can come back... get the money... and go over to my spot," Hakim said. "We can't tell Tony about this shit, Hakim. He'll be mad as all fuck at me and you for letting this shit happen up here in his spot," Dominique said worriedly. "Done. Let's get this shithead out of here. Go get that money," Hakim said as he walked over to the still unconscious, bleeding Wendell... Chap. 9 After half-carrying/half-walking Wendell to the elevator, out of the building, and into his shiny new Ford Festiva, they got into Hakim's car and started driving towards his new apartment. As they rode, the tension between them was palpable. Dominique's leg rocked back and forth in a nervous twitch as she thought of the scene the two of them had had earlier in her bedroom. It must have been a sign from up above that they were together again and headed towards his apartment. He had literally saved her ass from a deranged Wendell... that had to count towards something in her book. Plus, her pussy was still embarrassingly wet from earlier. Hakim sat staring straight ahead as he drove. His mind was on the beautiful, but dangerous woman sitting next to him. He could smell the excitement of her pussy in the cramped hoopty... and it was fucking with his reasoning skills. He thought to himself that he would just let her lie low at his apartment until shit quieted down... but that 'dicktalk' told him that shit was just for cover. She wanted to fuck him, now... he could sense that somehow. He risked a furtive glance towards her and caught her looking at him with awe in her eyes... and something else... submissiveness. Upon arriving at his apartment, Hakim told Dominique to make herself comfortable while he went to secure the money. He picked up his cordless phone on the way to his bedroom. Checking the caller ID, he noticed that Erin(BrotherFuture, Part 3) had called him. He hadn't seen her white/Asian ass in a week. He hustled all day, and by the time he got home, he usually felt like sleeping. He was going to have to go over her crib and knock it out... real soon. Dominique sat her bag down on the thick-piled carpet. She took off her heels, too. She then walked around the apartment's livingroom, diningroom, and kitchen. She recognized that Hakim had very good taste. On one side of the apartment was a bookshelf that took up three-fourths of the wall. There were so many books! "I would have never imagined he read books... like this," Dominique said out lout to herself. "And why is that?" Hakim said from behind her. Dominique spun around to face Hakim. He had taken off his jean coat. The nice fitting shirt he had on accentuated the V-shape of his torso. She felt like a deer caught in the high beams of a Lincoln Navigator! "Because you never mentioned it to me. In fact, I don't know a lot about you," Dominique said evenly as she fought to control her breathing. He was staring at her with smoldering eyes. She felt her body begin to warm. "Can I ask you a question you asked yourself, earlier?" Hakim said. "Yes," Dominique said. "What were you doing with a doofus like that?" Hakim asked. "Hakim, I wish I could tell you. I really don't know. I think it was because he at least was working... trying to do something with himself, ya know? I'm tired of dating drug-dealers. That shit never lasts because it's like the both of you are just waiting for him to get busted... I can't live like that. I've seen too many of my sistas go through that. I thought I could deal with his personality problems and whatnot, but he wasn't diggin me for me, anyway. I was just his show pony," Dominique trailed off as she walked towards the couch and sat down. "I ain't going to tell you what you should or should not do with your personal life. But just because a man has a job, it doesn't mean you should be willing to look past all the obvious signs of his bullshit just to claim that you have a working man in your life. Look here... look at me, Dominique... Dominique raised her eyes to look at him. "... You are a beautiful woman. Your beauty comes from within. I've noticed that about you since I first met you. The man that deserves to be in your life is the man that acknowledges not only your outer self but also what you have to offer on the inside," Hakim said as he noticed a tear about to fall from Dominique's eye. "That the nicest... truest... realest thing anybody has ever said to me, Hakim," Dominique said as she attempted to stave off her tears from ruining her eyeliner. Hakim walked towards the coffee table and retrieved a tissue and handed it to the sitting Dominique. "Your welcome... and I mean every word of it. Wipe those eyes, girl. You can look at it like this... at least you didn't find out what an asshole he was a year from now!" Hakim said kiddingly. Dominique began to chuckle. She sniffled as she laughed. "Thanks, Hakim. I needed that,". "That's cool, babe. You know how we get down," Hakim said. "And thank you. I mean that. If you hadn't came in the door like Shaft, I don't know what that fool what have tried to do to me," Dominique said as she looked at Hakim with grateful eyes. "As long as you and I are cool, won't nothing happen to you if I'm there to stop it. You hear me?" Hakim said. "Yes," Dominique answered. "Look, I have to get my stankin' ass a shower. When I get done, I'll cook you something, okay?" Hakim said. "Cook? You?! Oh shit, you bringin' the pots out on a sista? Okay... cool. I want to see what you got," Dominique said while smiling at Hakim. "You just might get what you ask for... ," Hakim said while intensifying his stare towards Dominique. Dominique stared back... challenging his double entendre. "I always get what I ask for, Hakim," Dominique said. Chap. 10 Hakim exited the livingroom and headed towards his bedroom. His bathroom was located through his bedroom. Hakim began taking his clothes off trying to decide what he was going to cook when he got out. Hakim walked naked towards the bathroom and reached out and turned the knobs to start the water running. Dominique sat on the couch with a thousand thoughts going through her head. The moment of truth had finally come. The man who had teased her titties to a wet, wet orgasm and who had saved her from what was a certain beatdown was showering in the next room. She had let his dick walk away earlier... but could she do it again? Dominique realized that she no longer could justify not fucking Hakim because of a boyfriend. That relationship was history... no doubt! She thought about how safe and secure she felt with Hakim. He had turned into her protector. And with his wise advise, her teacher, too. All her life, she had controlled her interactions with males. They lusted after her... she knew this. But with Hakim, she was facing an entirely new different species of man. What to do? BrotherFuture Part 5 Chap. 11 "The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice." - Traditional Hakim let the hot water stroke his tired neck and back muscles. He thought about how the night would progress with Dominique. Would she continue to tease him? or Would she give him what she knew she wanted him to have? He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Grabbing a towel, he began to dry himself off, thoroughly. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he reached for the door and turned the knob. As Hakim exited the bathroom and entered his bedroom, the lights had been turned off. He distinctly remembered having flicked the lights on to get undressed prior to showering. A solitary candle was lit next to the bed on a nightstand. Lying naked with the covers pulled up to her midsection was Dominique. She had a look of uncertainty on her face. He stared at her as she stared back at him. Dominique sat up as Hakim approached the bed. Her heart was hammering in her chest. His towel barely concealed the monstrous 'bulge to the left' that hung behind it. Her stomach fluttered at the prospect of doing business with a dick that sized. Her full breasts were covered in goose bumps... her nipples like small fingers. She gazed at his wide, well-developed chest, which was covered with a light coating of hair... his six-pack abs... the narrowness of his waist, yet the thickness of his bulge. Hakim noticed the swell of her sexy breasts... the smallness of her shoulders. And the way she kept licking her lips, unconsciously. The look of surrender and the promise of pleasure filled her eyes. He knew that she was not used to being in this position... practically giving herself to a man. She was used to men begging her for her attention. She had grown used to it. This was new territory for her. She had to be taught a lesson while she was ready and willing! Hakim approached the bed... crawled onto it and towards Dominique's sitting form. He stopped next to her arm and rose up on his knees, looking down at her. His dick bulge was very noticeable. Her eyes shot from his eyes to his dick... and back again, repeatedly. His ears detected her quick breathing. Hakim stared at Dominique as he said, "Tell me why I shouldn't tell you get your clothes on and go back to the livingroom? I'm assuming you're naked,". The question caught Dominique off guard. It was the last thing she expected to come out of his mouth. As her eyes searched for an answer to his question, they settled on the enormous bulge a few feet from her face. Her lips mouthed the words, "Big Dick", silently. She looked back up at Hakim and said... "Because I want you. I've wanted you since the first time I met you. Plus, you showed me what a real man is, today. I've been so blind not to step to you sooner. All this time, I've been settling... settling for men who could never give me what I've needed. In the span of a few weeks, I've come to realize that you possess what I need,". "What are you willing to do to get what you want?" Hakim asked slowly. "Anything. Everything. Whatever it is that you want me to do, I'll do it, Hakim. I should feel ashamed of admitting that, but I don't. There is no sense in faking the funk. I want you," Dominique answered. "Take it between your finger and thumb... uh-huh... now squeeze it... harder... harder! Look at me," Hakim directed smoothly yet authoritatively. Dominique looked up at him, doing as requested. The length of his dick under the towel had somehow lengthened. "Damn... how big is it going to get?!" she thought. "Pull the sheet off of your legs... uh-huh... put another pillow behind you... ," Hakim said. Dominique reached for a pillow beside her and placed it behind her. "Lay back... yeah... spread your legs... slowly... keep playing with your nipples," Hakim said as he watched the trimmed hair of her pussy come into view. As she continued to open her legs, he could see the pearly wetness of her secretions upon the hair surrounding her meaty pussylips. Her lips flowered open. Her pussy glistened in the candlelight. Hakim scooted his knees towards Dominique's upper body. He watched as her breasts shimmied firmly on her body as his movement shook the bed. Her titties danced as she pulled at the nipple, lengthening it, then letting the nipple pop out from between her fingers. Her plentiful breasts bounced and wobbled delightfully till she caught the nipple again, pulling, making her soft yet firm breast tent up as she pulled on the nipple again, over and over. Each time it slipped from her fingers her breast seemed to bounce and shiver. "Spread your thighs... yeah, wide... uh-huh... Now, take my towel off," Hakim said as he saw Dominique's eyes flicker for just a second. Her face was flushed. She was getting into it, and liking it. Hakim placed his hand on her knee. She moaned. "Take my towel off, slowly... you ready for this, Dominique?" asked Hakim as Dominique reached forward and slowly began to undue his towel. Her mouth was open with her tongue sticking out of the corner as she went about her task. "Yesss... ," Dominique hissed as she slid the towel off of his hips and let it slide forward and down, Hakim's dick came into view for the first time. As the towel slid, it caught along the length of his dick... then the beefy tip. Hakim flexed his dick and the towel fell off and onto the bed. "Ohhh... ," Dominique gasped. Her mind could not register what her eyes could clearly see. His dick had been coiled up like a snake and when she freed it, it shot out at her like a snake ready to strike. His dick hung down half hard before her pointing right at her lips. The fat head was leaking precum. His dick was the biggest, by far, she had EVER encountered. She guessed its length to be between 10-11 inches. It was thick! His girth alone was enough to cause her to second guess her decision... for just a second. She knew she would have screamed if he got off the bed and walked out of the room. His dick was too beautiful, too big, and hard! All resistance (if there was any left by this time) left her body as she acknowledged within herself the task ahead of her... getting her pussy filled with his big, thick dick. "Take it in your hand... Stroke it... up and down... grip it tighter... you like it?" Hakim asked as she put her small hand on his dick, but couldn't get it all the way around his dick. The veins traversing his dick were prominent and plump. She wondered how they would feel rubbing against her tight, wet pussy walls. "Yes... I do. Very much," Dominique said as she looked up at Hakim and licked her lips as she slowly began to stroke his thick dick. She was determined to show Hakim how good she could be. She also reached and cupped his balls and began to rub them, rhythmically. She rolled over on her side and sat up facing his long, broad dick... all the while stroking and fondling. She watched as precum hung at the slit of his dickhead... threatening to spill over. Hakim had begun trailing his fingers down and in between her naked thighs. They were so soft yet warm to the touch. Like silk. His hand slid towards her glistening pussy. The smell of her sex permeated the room with a rich, sensuous fragrance. He rubbed around her pussy and stroked her inner thighs. He found them to be wet with her secretions. Her thighs felt sooo good! He then guided his fingers to her soggy center. He stroked softly around the perimeter of her meaty pussy lips... she was wet all where he stroked and touched. She jerked and moaned as Hakim ran his forefinger lightly across the side of her large outer pussy lips. She also moved her face closer to his large dickhead... breathing on it, raggedly. "Mmmm... ohhhhh... ahhhh," Dominique moaned as Hakim's fingers, coated with her wetness, glided back and forth-up and down across her sopping pussy lips. The slick sensation was causing her to tingle and moan deeply from within as her lips approached the biggest dick she had ever took inside of any cavity in her body. His dick felt sooo warm in her hand. She could feel the pulse of it... she could only begin to imagine what it would feel like lodged inside of her pussy! "Look at me. I want you to slowly lick the head of my dick... now," Hakim said as he watched Dominique's wet, thick tongue dart out and trace a wet trail of spittle across the helmet of his dick. She pushed her tongue into the slit at the tip of his dick, spreading it, licking and sucking the precum that was there. She then pursed her lips, sexily, and kissed the huge purplish head. She then licked the long, wide ridge, wetly... all the while trying her best to continue looking him in the eyes. "Suck my dick, Dominique. Show me how much you want my dick, baby," Hakim said as he watched as she covered the head of his dick with her lips. Her jaws stretched until they ached. She started by sucking gently at first on the tip, then starting to move her head back and forth, soaking his dick with her saliva. He heard her whimpering around his dick as she ran her tongue around the head of his dick as her lips remained wrapped tightly around his dick. The sensation was maddening and teasing. Saliva was running out of her mouth and down her chin to her neck and onto her breasts. Hakim watched as Dominique wetly worked to please his dick. Her tongue was soft as a feather yet firm... teasing... tickling... circling the head of his dick, albeit wetly. All the while she stroked the excess wetness onto the remaining inches of his dick, smoothly and consistently. Babygirl liked her job! "Mmmmm... oohhhhhhhhh... ummmmm... ," Dominique around Hakim's dick moaned as he snaked his thick middle finger between the fleshy lips of her gleaming pussy and teased the opening of her pussy by wetly rubbing her inner lips in a circular fashion. His fingers and the palm of his hand were drenched with her liquid, pearly essence as he began thrusting the tip of his finger into her pussy. Her pussy made wet, plopping sounds as the tip of his finger entered and exited her pussy, slowly yet deliberately. Dominique could sense that her pussy was a wet mess but Hakim didn't seem to mind too much. "Suck harder on the tip... yeah, just like that... give me more tongue... Mmmmmmm... make my dick not want any other lips than yours, baby," Hakim coaxed as Dominique tongue swabbed his head as she sucked strongly... all the while, continuing to stroke his dick, religiously. Her nipples were like bullets! Dominique's tongue licked wetly around his head, then flicked down the underside of his shaft, darted over his hefty sac before she sucked one of his balls into her mouth and ran her tongue around it, slowly. She continued to pump his dick while she sucked and licked below. She slurped her way back to the head of his dick, leaving his shaft glistening and dripping with her spittle. Her eyes were locked to his as more and more of his shaft entered her sucking mouth. Her lips stretched, obscenely, but she kept going lower... until the gullet of her throat opened... she gagged but continued... and a few more inches of his dick entered her thoat. She began smoothly and increasingly working the muscles in her throat in a swallowing manner. She had eight inches of thickdick in her mouth. "Mmmm... ooohhh shiiiitttt... that feels good, girl... play with my balls... moan around my dick you sexy motherfucker... yeah... just like that... you like me playing with your pussy?" Hakim asked as he slyly snuck another of his thick fingers into her pussy and began curling them thrusting them quickly. "Hmmph... Hmmmph... ," Dominique tried to answer as Hakim's thumb began to mash down and circle her clit. Her pussy was on fire! Her mouth was filled to the brim with warm, wet, thick dick! Hakim put his free hand on the back of Dominique's head. He held her head as he pushed his dick in and out of her wet, tight mouth... rocking his hips slowly, watching his big, black dick float between her full lips and angelic face. She looked at him and their eyes locked in a stare of incredible lust. "Hmmmphh... Hmmphh... Ohhhhh... Ohhhh... Mmmm... OH SHIT!" Dominique had to take Hakim's dick out of her throat and mouth (with a 'pop') so that she could moan and scream as a major orgasm raced through her body... yet still she stroked him. Her pussy jumped and then deposited a rather large amount of cum against Hakim's fingers and hand. It dripped in the palm of his hand and then the sides as he continued to thrust and twirl his fingers inside of her wet, and tightly clutching pussy. "Did you enjoy yourself, baby? I hope so... because I plan to pull a whole lot more out of you before the night is over. You hear me? I'm going to let you cum all over this dick tonight honey... all over it!" Hakim said as he watched her regain her composure, somewhat, and began to stuff her face with his dick, once again... still stroking and moaning deeply. She had a renewed urgency with her ministrations. Hakim's dick had been properly primed by the continuous stroking of Dominique's soft, small... but firm hands. It was steel-like in its feel... warm, damn near hot in her hands. Smiling and continuing to look into Hakim's eyes, Dominique let her tongue slowly trace the length of his dick. Then in one swift move, she enveloped his bulbous head with her warm, wet mouth. She sucked on his head for a minute before slowly making her way down his cock. She made it about half-way down before coming back up. Dominique then began sucking his dick in earnest, bobbing faster and faster on his huge rod. Hakim groaned. Dominique was really getting into it, slurping and sucking his meat. "Lick my balls," Hakim commanded. Dominique obeyed. Her tongue licking down to his nutt sack... first licking one hairy testicle... then the next. They felt impossibly large and heavy in her mouth. Dominique found herself becoming possessed with the desire to see him cum. She had never let a man cum in her mouth, before. In her book, only skank hoes let a man do that to them. But... Hakim watched as Dominique kissed her way back up towards the large head of his dick. He was close to cumming... his balls had pulled up under his dick from the wet, tonguing they had just received. She spat into the palm of her hand and wrapped around his shaft, and as she started to stroke it slowly, she opened her mouth and took the head in again with a slurping sound. She sucked on his dick slowly, swirling her tongue around the underside of the head, and taking more and more of his dick into her mouth each time she moved forward. She coordinated her hand movement on his shaft with her head bobbing, loving the feel of the big veins as it slid back and forth in her slippery hand. And still... her small hand stroked his hefty dick. "Mmmm... uh-huh... that's it, baby! You keep it up and you're going to get what you're searching for, boo," Hakim said huskily as he retightened his hold on the back of her head. Soon, the head of his big dick was hitting the back of her throat, but Dominique didn't gag. She relaxed her throat muscles and tried to force even more of Hakim's awesome dick down her throat. Dominique reached up and began to fondle his big balls as she began to increase the speed of her sucking. Her moved up and down his shaft in time with her mouth. After a few minutes of this, she felt his muscles begin to tighten as did his balls... she knew he was about to blow his load! She sucked hard on the last couple of inches of his formidable dick while she furiously pumped the shaft with her fist. "Stick your tongue out and get this, baby. Come on... yeah, just like that," Hakim said as Dominique pulled his cock out of her mouth and stuck out her tongue while she continued to jerk him. "AAAAHHHHH... Get this cum, bitch! Get it! Yesssss... ," Hakim moaned. The first thick, white heavy shot landed on Dominique's upper lip and dripped down to fall on her tongue. As she closed her mouth to taste it, Hakim's orgasm went into overdrive. He began shooting huge, long ropes of cum all over Dominique's face, lips, nose, and cheeks. He moved forward, slightly, and stuck the tip of his dick back in her mouth. She felt hot fluid being poured down her throat. She moaned and twirled her tongue around the head of his hyper-sensitive dick and licked the tip. She was surprised at how hot his cum was... and it didn't taste bad at all! Finally, Hakim's cock ceased to spurt. He looked down. They were both gasping for air. Dominique was in a pool of his cum. He had shot at least ten huge shots of cum onto her! She licked as much as she could reach with her tongue. She licked as much as she could reach with her tongue. Then she reached up and scooped as much as she could from her face and sucked his cum off her fingers. She then reached down and began running her hands through the puddles of cum of his warm cum covering her breasts. She sat there rubbing his cum into her skin. She had a look of absolute bliss on her face. She looked at him with total lust in her eyes. Hakim released the hold he had on her hair and looked down at Dominique. He watched as she opened her mouth. Her tongue was white with his cum... she had held it in her mouth. "Swallow it," Hakim said firmly yet gently. Dominique's throat muscles flexed as she swallowed his hot load of cum in her mouth. She then stuck her tongue out for him to inspect. "Good girl. I have a few more loads for you, if you want them," Hakim said as he reclined on his back and stretched. Dominique watched as he moved onto his back. His huge dick was still hard! She moved beside him and grasped his wet, hard dick and started to stroke, once again. "You like stroking my dick, don't you?" Hakim asked as he saw the look of awe on Dominique's face. "You know I do. I think you've hypnotized me or something. I can't stop looking at it... or wanting to feel it in my hand. Do you like the way I'm doing it?" Dominique asked in a childlike voice. "Uh-huh. Keep doing it, baby," Hakim said as he brought his arms up and behind his head. "I want it in me, Hakim. I want to feel it feeling me up... stretching my walls... hitting the back. I want it... now," Dominique said as she rolled over with her full tits inches from his face and straddled him. "You can have whatever you want, Dominique. Bend forward. Slide your pussy along my dick. Get it nice and wet. Ohhh shit, your pussy is wet!" Hakim said as he felt her bend forward and mash her firm breasts against his muscular chest and then begin sliding her drenched pussy gash along the length of his dick. She was dripping like a broken faucet! Chap. 12 "Sexuality, just like sex, is in the head." Gloria Naylor- 1988 Dominique then stopped and adjusted her hip till the helmet of Hakim's plum-sized dickhead was poised just below her wet, hanging pussylips. Taking his giant Black cock in her fingers, she moved it till his giant knob was rubbing against her sopping pussy lips. They both heard her pussy squelch as the head disappeared inside of her. She moaned deeply as her pussy lips flowered inwardly and stretched tautly to accommodate the massive head of Hakim's dick. No man had ever stretched her cunt like this! She then placed her hands on both sides of Hakim's head. "Mmmm... Oohhhh... Uhhhhhh... ," Dominique moaned as she raised her ass slightly then back down, sliding the head and ridge of Hakim's thick dick through the inner lips of her pussy. Her pussy thickly splittted to admit him. Her wet, stretched pussy lips snapped under the large head of his dick. She paused... allowing her pussy to grow familiar with the girth and size of its new playtoy. She leaned over and began to tongue-kiss Hakim as he took hold of her ass and eased her slowly down... another inch. BrotherFuture Part 6 Author's note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived, it is done so on he basis that the author will have unrestricted access to the archive. **I suggest you read previous chapters if you are not familiar with the storyline. Chap. 1 "It's better to look ahead and prepare than to look back and regret" -Jackie Joyner-Kersee Hakim's mind, over the last few weeks, had been focused on revenge on the deceitful motherfucker who had helped to put him in jail for four years. Four years he could have spent in college readying himself to play professional football and more importantly, getting a degree. He had wanted to accomplish that goal for his mother. She had always stressed education to him and his younger brother. He had planned on rescuing his mother from the inner city ('hood) and purchasing his mother a brand new home in a nice suburb. He had had many scholarship offers to play football from the top schools in the nation. He was All-State and regarded nationally as one of the top wide receivers coming out of high school. At the time, he had thought his future was secure. But as we all know, ain't shit guaranteed in this world for anybody...especially Black men! He had spent four years locked up for some shit he had not done! Set up by two racist motherfuckers, Flip and his father, who had connections, then sent off to prison to be treated like a nigger on a plantation by more racist white men! But he had come out stronger, more aware of the reality that Amerika represented for him and other Black men like him. The chasm of meaningful opportunities that seemed to exist between Black men and just about everybody else. When the guards acted like the racists motherfuckers they were, he had learned the art of THE SLOW FUCK. The theory was to take your time setting a person up. Smile in his face for a month before one day suddenly knocking his fronts out as he's sitting on the toilet taking a shit! Hakim had been tempted many times over the last few weeks to run down to the law firm where Dominique and Flip Saunders worked. He daydreamed that he would walk in, pull out his 9-millimeter, and shoot the snake motherfucker between his eyes. But, he realized that he would have to take his time and let the plan come to him. He made the decision that he would spend at least an hour or two each day gathering more information on Flip's life and his family. What was he into now? If Flip could be counted on to be Flip, he was into something he shouldn't have been...something illegal. Since Dominique worked with the shithead, she would definitely be of some help to him. The fact that Flip had propositioned her worked in Hakim's favor. Yeah, THE SLOW FUCK was going to be a headbanger! Too many times he had seen young, Black men rush off reacting hastily. Only to get themselves into shit they could not/would not have been prepared for. 'Six-feet dirt naps' types of shit! Too many of them were so filled with fear that they didn't measure up to some convoluted stereotype of what it was to 'keep it real', that they were killing and being killed at alarming rates 'keeping it real'...literally and figuratively. Chap. 2 "Never let work drive you, master it and keep in complete control" -Booker T. Washington, 1932 Hakim was still rolling with Tony. Still making deliveries. Still stacking dough. Working for Tony had taught Hakim a lot in the few months since they had hooked up. Tony was a smart motherfucker who it seemed possessed the tightest connections in the city. Everybody wanted to get down with him and get money but Tony was selective. He had told Hakim one day while riding through the north side of the city in his black Range Rover that there was no need to go after all buyers. It was a seller's market. WHY take risks fucking with peeps that shopped around for the best price on coke? He considered people like that to be unnecessary threats. That was because they would inevitably end up going shopping once again and have information about you and your organization to spread to your competition. It was best to keep a tight yet lucrative circle of hustlers who you dealt with on a consistent basis. They would be less tempted to go shopping because of the consistency of the supplier. Plus, when somebody got popped, you knew who it was and what he or she could possibly know about you. With 'shoppers/drifters', you never saw it coming when 'po-po' was at the front door threatening to come up in your spot and rip your shit to shreds because of information from said 'shopper'. Hakim sat and soaked up all the knowledge/information he could absorb from the TOP DOG in the game. He had no choice but to sit and learn. Information like this did not come everyday. At the same time, Hakim had thought that if he was going to be the best at something, it damn sure couldn't be the drug game...and only the drug game! He needed options. Viable ones. He could not/would not allow himself the illusion that the drug game was his present and future. The drug game was a short and violent life. Fuck that fantasy shit they writing in Hollywood! In the drug game success was brief, danger was always an eye blink away, and trust was no longer part of your vocabulary. You really couldn't enjoy the 'success' (whatever the fuck that's supposed to be in the underworld) because you were always looking over your shoulder waiting for it all to be taken away. Sorta like the life that crack (selling or using) takes away from its partakers. Double-edged sword if EVER there was one! Motherfuckers were running around like the drug game offered some kind of 401k plan or something! The point was to get the money and run to something positive. A means to an end...not the whole fucking enchilada! As he made runs all over the city to different neighborhoods delivering coke, Hakim began to take notice of all the young, Black and unemployed brothers standing on street corners. They were wasting their lives away in bars and the streets. Having heard from their parents, relatives, friends of the family and every other poor Black that the White world was a scary, fucked up place to be, these young warriors had given in before they were even eligible to enter the foray! What was weird was that the only contact these Brothers ever had was with law enforcement or some agency of law enforcement or social services! That's part of the reason their view of the world was so fucked up! Add the deliberately criminal education that the local public schools offered and you had a recipe for disaster. Hakim had made up his mind years ago while he was in jail that he would try his hardest, sacrifice whatever he had to, so that he would be able to do what he wanted in life without becoming slave-minded like the majority of young Brothers in the inner city. Lost without a cause to identify with. Disconnected from their dreams by the lack of opportunity, insight, and discipline. Like Hakim, most had never received the gift of fatherly guidance. Communities of fatherless, Black men. Lost in the haze of fear of not being prepared to handle manhood, many had succumbed to the ravages of misguidance. Not knowing where to turn, many had taken roads that led to self-destruction. But Hakim had not let that define him. If his WEAK, pack of CHERRY KOOL-AID IN THE OCEAN ass biological father didn't want to claim his son as a real man has to and should, HIS ASS had to deal with that! In jail, Hakim had learned that YOUR LIFE is your responsibility, NO ONE else's. Fuck a motherfucker not being in your life. CELEBRATE LIFE, regardless! He had run into his cousin, Steve, a few days earlier. He had first fucked Amanda Worthington (see Part 1) at Steve's house, four years earlier. Steve was now a corporate attorney. He was making madd cheddar. Had a family. Nice home. Took vacations, etc... He had been genuinely happy to see Hakim. He had written Hakim consistently over the four years he had been locked up. They had exchanged numbers and hugs. It was always good to see family. Plus, Steve had been very pleased and encouraging about Hakim talking about attending school. He had told him that if there was anything he could do to help, to give him a call. Chap. 3 "I was to declare the truth unto the people," -Sojourner Truth It had been a few weeks since Hakim had fucked Dominique. And fuck was the correct term, because sista-girl had a thing about getting the lining knocked out of her pussy! She was seriously hooked on his big dick and told him so every opportunity she could! They both had decided that it was too risky for the two of them to be fucking around when Tony had expressly told them that was a no-no. It had to be about business. You can't lay pipe and pick up your paycheck in the same spot. Too many feelings going on! Dominique had admitted to him that her body craved him nonetheless and that whenever he needed some company, not to hesitate to call her. To prove her sincerity, the last time he had picked up a package at her spot, she had dropped to her knees and sucked his dick till it spurted forcibly into her wet, sucking mouth. He had to keep her around. She was to be an integral part in his plan for getting retribution on Flip. In the drug game, women abound. They are everywhere ready to be yours for a price. Money or product. Take your pick. The finest women at your disposal. Willing to do ANYTHING your heart desires. True freaks that work the circuit from drug dealers to professional athletes. One minute they're ignoring your ass, the next they're crowding at the club with their pupils replaced with dollar signs! That shit is hard to resist! Get a little chedda' and all of a sudden you're 'the man'. Cheddar changes shit...for reals. Grimaces become smiles. Hatred turns to love. Intelligence becomes stupidity as mental laziness sets in. And THAT'S when your ass gets set up! In this game, women were not to be trusted. This was DICK and BALLS...period! Women were weaknesses that could be used against a man at anytime, unsuspectingly. Smart drug dealers (if there is such a thing) used women as pawns. The king has to be protected at all times. That's why big money players have so many women. The queen is in there...somewhere. But there is always confusion to who she is. Never let your business interfere with your personal life! The two don't match and they AIN'T supposed to! The quickest way to fuck an enemy's head up is to fuck his bitch. An enemy will kill up the city about one of his friends but if he finds out someone has been tapping his queen's KITTY in a major way, his pride becomes fucked up and so is his reasoning and thinking. And that's when his ass gets got! Chap. 4 "He may not come when you need Him, but He's right on time" -Traditional Dominique had been funneling information about Flip from his secretary, Clarissa, a very pretty and naturally blonde-haired honey. Dominique suggested that Hakim should meet the woman. Apparently, she had a lot of information that would be useful to him concerning the comings and goings of Flip. Hakim and Dominique talked about how they were going to get him introduced to Clarissa. They finally decided that Dominique would invite Clarissa over one weekend to use her apartment buildings indoor pool. The weather was going to be very hot over the next few weeks, according to the local newscast. Clarissa had mentioned that she didn't do much on the weekends, as her boyfriend traveled for work in various cities across the country and only got to town about once every other week. Hakim asked Dominique to set it up for the upcoming weekend, if she could. The next day, Dominique had lunch with Clarissa and let it drop that she was going to lay out by the pool this weekend as much as possible. Clarissa remarked that Dominique was lucky to have a pool to use. Dominique asked Clarissa if she would like to join her. She added that she would enjoy the company, is she chose to come. Clarissa told her that her boyfriend had mentioned that he was coming to visit her this weekend. She had not seen him in three weeks. Dominique offered her cell phone number anyway in case her plans fell through or changed. Clarissa took her number and thanked her knowing that she would not need the number THIS weekend. Three weeks without her boyfriend, Chad, and the physical release he offered her was damn near maddening! Saturday arrived. The weather was to be around 85 degrees that day according to the local news channel. It was sunny with a slight breeze by the time Dominique came out in her peach colored two-piece bathing outfit. As she sat by the pool and rested, many older men ogled her curvaceous body. Dominique paid no mind to the stares of the older, mostly white men and a few of the women. They stared on the weekend but couldn't utter a word of 'hello' during the week. Ignorant motherfuckers! Dominique thought about Hakim and the plan he was trying to put together. He had not, as of yet, told her why he was so interested in Flip. When she had asked, he had replied, "Just some personal shit between us,". Dominique had enough common sense to realize that it was so grimy shit, whatever it was. She had heard from friends and associates in the drug game just how ruthless and efficient Hakim had become within the 'game' in the span of a few months. She had come to find out that he was a man not to be fucked with, in the least. She found that to be another brick on the 'house of awe' she had built for him. "RING-RING" went Dominique's cell phone, which was lying next to her on the patio. Dominique picked it up on the third ring. "Hello?" she said. "Hello, Dominique. It's Clarissa. How are you?" said Clarissa. "Girl, I'm out here burning my ass off by myself, that's how I am. If you're not doing anything, you should get your butt over here before this suns go away!" said Dominique, while laughing. "That's why I was calling. Chad called and cancelled our get together this weekend. H-He-...," Clarissa trailed off, sighing. "Aw, Clarissa. I hear the stress in your voice. Come on over and tell me all about it, okay?" said Dominique, in a sympathetic tone. "I'll be over in about an hour or so, okay?" Clarissa said. "I'll be here, girl. I have some wine coolers, too. Let's make it a girl's day!" Dominique said as she giggled. "That's exactly what I need! Let me get ready," Clarissa said. "See you in a little while," Dominique said before pushing the disconnect button on her phone. She immediately began dialing numbers on her phone. She contacted Hakim and told him that Clarissa was on her way over and that she seemed to be a little upset. Hakim told her to page him as soon as Clarissa arrived. He asked her a few questions about Clarissa and then told her what he wanted her to say to Clarissa once she arrived at her apartment building. He wanted Clarissa relaxed and unsuspecting. He also added to Dominique that he would be hooking her up with a few hundred dollars for the favor. Dominique asked him if he was going to fuck Clarissa. Hakim answered that he had not even seen the woman, so how the fuck could he answer a question like that? He needed this information, he pointed out to her. If that's what it took, well, he was willing to do it! Plus, he added, how did she know the woman would want to get down like that? Dominique replied that he would get his answer when he got his ass over there and met Clarissa. Hakim sighed heavily before Dominique added that she had not had any dick in her life for a few weeks and needed to break up some berries. She told him if he did decide to fuck Clarissa (and she was willing), she wanted to be fucked, also. Hakim replied that she shouldn't get her hopes up because fucking was not his primary mission or reason for talking with the woman. Dominique replied that a good fuck could garner him all the information he needed. Hakim laughed realizing that she spoke truth. How many women had he dicked down in the last few months that turned around and told him all the information he ever needed to know about a rival or enemy? Women were like that sometimes. Black, white, Asian, etc... Give em' some good dick, and they seemed to lose control and start bumping those gums, yacking like hyenas telling everybody's business! Dominique told him to wait for her page. She hung up the phone and waited for Clarissa to arrive. Chap. 5 "A woman is a woman until the day she dies, but a man's a man only as long as he can," -Jackie "Moms" Mabley Clarissa hung up the phone and began getting her gear together for her trip over to Dominique's. As she packed her gym bag with clothes, she began muttering to herself. Her boyfriend, Chad, had called her about an hour earlier and informed her that he was staying over for a few more days. He had went to Chicago to attend a computer conference and said he would be back in town by Saturday. Clarissa suspected that he was staying over for pleasure instead of business. As of late, he had not been the attentive lover she had first met. In the beginning, about a year ago, he seemed totally focused on her happiness and pleasure. But recently, he had become 'Mr. Wham-Bam-Thank-You-Ma'am' and Clarissa was beginning to suspect the reason why. During their phone call, Clarissa heard a female voice asking where the towels were! Chad tried to play it off by coolly stating that it was the chambermaid in his room changing the sheets, but Clarissa knew that no employee of a major hotel would dare enter a resident's room and start housecleaning while the resident was still in bed! "He must think I'm a fucking ditz!" Clarissa said to herself after slamming the phone and sitting on her bed, crying. Once again, she had allowed herself to fall in love with a jerk! When was she going to learn, she asked herself. What was it about her that was defective? Clarissa was a naturally beautiful woman, though she was conservative by nature. She hardly ever wore make-up, as her skin was damn near picture perfect. She stood 5'6" and weighed 135 pounds. She possessed several striking features. First, she had long, blonde hair that hung down the middle of her back. Second, her face was delicately boned and refined. Her nose had a few freckles on it, yet, was aquiline in shape. She possessed full lips that stayed soft and sexy even when she chose not to wear lipstick. A slender neck that accentuated the softness of her face. Small shoulders. Large, pendulous 35C breasts that warbled whenever she moved. Trim waistline that led to pleasingly full hips and thighs. Her ass was something to marvel at...for real. She definitely had ASS! A soft, bubbly onion. Clarissa had always thought her ass to big and round but little did she realize that it was one of her best physical qualities. Long, lean legs completed the portrait. Clarissa decided that she would just wear her swimsuit under a t-shirt and baggy running pants. After her conversation with Chad, Clarissa didn't feel much like dressing today. She was in a depressed mood and just wanted the company of a potential friend and the sun to cheer her up. Clarissa grabbed her keys when she finished dressing and exited her apartment. She rode the elevator down to the garage, got her car, and began the 20-minute drive to Dominique's apartment. Chap. 6 "I have come to the center of a stagnant pool where I drift aimlessly around a slow oozy backwash of putrid nothingness" -Alice Nelson Dunbar, 1984 Hakim was 30 minutes away from Dominique's apartment as he started his drive towards her apartment. Dominique had not given him a description of Clarissa. He hoped she wasn't unattractive. Having to talk to an ugly woman on such a nice Saturday would be brutal! The description that Dominique had given him was not very descriptive. She had said that Clarissa was easy on the eyes. That was a plus! If he could, he would seduce her. He began to rationalize that it was the beginning of a trail that would lead directly to Flip Saunders (the asshole who had set him up, four years earlier). He had to begin getting some information on Flip. BrotherFuture Part 6 While he was waiting for Dominique's page, Hakim decided to visit a crackhouse in the area. In the drug game, a crack house could mean many things. Usually, it was a place where people who having procured crack cocaine could go and get their smoke on. Rarely were these places the scenes of drug transactions. That shit was dumb! Selling it on the spot where people are getting high. Sooner or later, you were going to get robbed or snitched on. The other crack house could be a place where the drugs were cooked up and stored. He was headed for the former. Hakim's boss, Tony, had a female cousin he was worried about. Apparently, the young woman had fallen in love with some young, directionless wannabe thug nigga and had let him turn her young, goofy ass out on 'crack' street. She was a very attractive redbone with thickness in all the right places. She had been seen at a couple of crackhouses Tony did business with, on occasion. Tony had mentioned to Hakim that if he was near or around any of those locations, could he just go in and see if she was there. He wanted Hakim to call him if he ran into her. Hakim stopped by a crackhouse on same side of the city as Dominique lived. As he exited his car, he threw the alarm on. He walked across the street and headed towards a brick house with a rundown porch. There were several people milling about the entrance to the home. They were all vacant-eyed, desperate lookin' motherfuckas. The sight and smell of them was repugnant! Hakim ascended the stairs and knocked on a door. A man with about seven teeth in his mouth opened the door and blew his ghastly breath on Hakim, as he greeted him. He recognized who Hakim was because he and another baler that worked for Tony had been in this particular crackhouse just a few days before. Hakim walked around the apartment's living room, hallway, back bedrooms where there seemed to be a lot of crack-smoking and fucking going on. He looked around but didn't see her. He realized he had to piss so he headed toward the bathroom. As he opened the door, Tony's cousin, Trina, came into view. She was kneeling on the dirty floor between two men, who had their pants and underwear around their ankles. She had one of the guy's dick in her mouth. The guy was smoking a crackpipe at the same time. She blew the man like a professional. A circle of spit had formed around her lips as she moaned and coaxed the man's orgasm out of him. Hakim watched through the cracked door. As the man inhaled crack smoke into his lungs, he began to orgasm thickly into Trina's open and waiting mouth. On the streets, this particular sex act was called the 'double master blaster'. Basically, you smoked crack or freebase and busted a nutt at the same time. Trina, whose lips and chin were plastered with cum, noticed a brotha standing in the doorway. She took the dick out of her mouth to say to Hakim, "No freebees, motherfucka! Ten and twenty dollar hits will get you in on this party, baby. Get in or get the fuck out!" Hakim slowly closed the door and exited the apartment. There were several young girls standing around waiting to ply their trade, so that they could continue getting high. Hakim felt a sting of guilt flood his chest because he knew that the shit he did to get money contributed, at least partway, to these people's current condition. This shit is sad, Hakim thought, as he walked down the stairs while pulling out his cell-phone. He contacted Tony as he walked back across the street and let him know that he had found his cousin and where. As he reached his car, his pager went off. He plucked it from the waistband of his sweatpants. "Dominique," he said as he began to smile. Chap. 7 "You can focus on the obstacles, or you can go on and decide what do about it. To me, it breaks down to that: you can do and not just be" -Gloria Dean Randle Scott The twenty-minute drive over to Dominique's apartment building had seemed to calm and lighten Clarissa's mood. By the time she pulled into a parking space in front of the building, she was singing along with the music on the radio. She grabbed her bag out of the backseat and headed towards the side of the tall brick apartment building to get to the rear pool area. Several older men were walking along the side and they could not help but to look at Clarissa as she passed them or approached them. She was definitely a looker! Clarissa reached the large pool area. She called out Dominique's name as she spotted her reclining on a lawn chair. Dominique waved her over as she put her cell phone on the ground next to her. Clarissa weaved her way through the crowd of mostly older couples. When she reached Dominique, the beauty of her half-naked friend surprised Clarissa. She had not realized how curvy Dominique was! She also noted how beautiful Dominique's brown skin shone in the sun. If only she could get her skin that tanned. Dominique invited her to sit down on the lounge chair that was next to her. Clarissa smiled and began to take off her loose-fitting t-shirt and her baggy sweat pants before sitting. Dominique noticed how well built Clarissa was as she seductively sat her shapely ass down on the lounge chair. Her swimsuit was a red two-piece that showed off her body very nicely. There were many older men who noticed the beauty's body, too. "Don't mind these old fogies out here. All they do is stare and ogle. They won't say a word to you, girl. You would think that they forgot what a nice set of tits and ass look like," Dominique giggled as she looked around the pool. "To tell you the truth, I kind have appreciate the attention since I haven't been getting much from my so-called boyfriend," Clarissa replied, tartly. Dominique quickly turned her head back towards Clarissa, and thought, 'this is going to be even easier than I thought'. "Girl, what are you saying? Talk to me girl, talk to me. You obviously have something on your mind. It's just you and me here. Go on," Dominique urged like the true professional babbler she was. "Well... I believe that Chad is cheating on me. I mean I don't have the evidence in my hand, but I feel it, ya know? I've been thinking that there is something wrong with me. I can't seem to keep a faithful man in my life no matter what I do! I'm tired of it! I'm tired of it all! Why can't I find a decent relationship?! Clarissa said forcefully as her face screwed up in frustration. "Clarissa, forgive me for saying this, but, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you except that you keep wasting time with jerks! From what you've told me since I met you, you meet men and then immediately feel a need to give all of yourself to them. What the hell is that about, Clarissa?! The men you have dated seem to take advantage of your need to be needed and use it against you! You are a beautiful woman! You don't have to give your heart away every time you meet a man, Clarissa! Try giving some pussy instead! And stop looking for a decent relationship and concentrate on enjoying the moment," Dominique finished while smiling slyly. Clarissa looked at Dominique and giggled to herself. "Maybe you're right, Dominique. I do tend to give too much of myself while the men I meet only give me parts of themselves. Mainly the part that's between their legs!" Clarissa countered while starting to smile. Her mood was lightening up, considerably. Dominique had a way of making her look at her own problems as simple and easy to fix. "You're exactly right, girl! Shit, C, start taking everything so damn seriously! Not everyone you meet is going to be 'THE GUY'! Take it easy...have some damn fun before you get up and hitch yourself to a man for life. Live your life, first. Take some chances!" Dominique said as she noticed Hakim across the pool, leaning on the gate gazing at them. "You're right, again! I have got to stop being an old maid and start living my life! You know what, I'm TIRED of being a good girl! I want to see what life is really like. I've been living my life to not disappoint my parents but I'm the one that's disappointed. I haven't really done anything exciting yet! I went to college but that was an all girls' school! It seems like I've been cooped up all my life. I definitely need to make some changes," Clarissa said. "I agree, girl. Stop cheating yourself and wasting all of your time trying to find 'Mr. perfect'. Be satisfied with what life offers you. I know a lot of women who are married who envy single women and the control they have over their lives. That traditional mess is for rich people. Girl, life is short! You better get used to trying to have some fun instead of waiting around for a man to show you some attention. Fuck that! I'm not living my life to be some arrogant motherfucka's handmaiden!" Dominique said. "You're right, Dominique! You're exactly right! Oh my God! It's so damn clear! To have a life, I have to let myself live a little! It's that easy, isn't it?" Clarissa said. "You're starting to get it, J! You've making this shit too hard on yourself. Just lie back and let life happen, girl," said Dominique as she gazed directly at Hakim while imperceptibly giving him the pre-arranged signal. Chap. 8 "The guy who takes a chance, who walks the line between the known and the unknown, who is unafraid of failure, will succeed" -Gordon Parks Hakim leaned on the fence looking at the white girl lying next to Dominique. He had arrived about 20 minutes earlier. He smiled to himself that at least he would not be wasting this beautiful afternoon trying to get information out of an ugly bitch. This woman was very attractive and had a very respectable body for a white girl! Long, blonde hair. Succulent lips. Nice plump, teardrop shaped titties that hung just right on her rib cage. Rounded yet supple thighs. Flat stomach. Natural tan. Girly was hitting on somethin' kind of decent! Hakim pushed himself off the gate and began his walk towards the pool area. As he approached the reclining Dominique and Clarissa, he began to silently rehearse what his script was. As he walked up on them, they were still talking. He coughed. "Hey Hakim! What's up? I wasn't expecting you out here, today" Dominique said as she shielded her eyes from the sun, while lying her ass off. "Hey, I hope I'm not interrupting your discussion, but I had to come over and thank you once again for letting me get the hook-up with the private pool thing. There ain't too many places a brother can go for a free swim on a hot day, ya know?" said Hakim as he glanced at the smiling Clarissa. "It's cool, baby. We got to look out for each other, right? I'm sorry, let me introduce you to my friend. Clarissa, this is an old friend of mine from high school. Clarissa meet Hakim. Hakim meet Clarissa. Hakim reached his hand towards Clarissa while she did the same to him. His large hand engulfed her small one. They looked into each other's eyes and greeted each other. She smiled not able to come up with any conversation. She was nervous as hell. "It sure is hot out here! You mind if I leave my sweats over here while I go for a swim, D?" Hakim said as he took his shirt off and began to undo his sweatpants. Clarissa gasped slightly as Hakim's began to bare his body. He was built like a Mack truck! She noticed his wide chest and tree trunk-like arms. He also possessed a well-defined six-pack. Narrow hips and muscular legs. She also noticed the prominent bulge that stood out from his over sized white swim shorts. Dominique quickly glanced at Clarissa to gauge her reaction to Hakim's body and found her staring with her mouth agape. "No problem. We'll be right here," said Dominique as she glanced at his dick bulge. She really missed the feel of his big dick inside of her. "Thanks" Hakim said as he turned and began walking towards the pool. Both Dominique and Clarissa stared at his muscular butt cheeks. "Mmmm...," they both sighed in unison before looking at each other and busting out in conspiracial giggles. "He's a very nice looking man, Dominique," Clarissa said as she continued to stare at Hakim. "I agree. He's a well put together brother," Dominique said as she looked at Clarissa. She could see that Clarissa's nipples were starting to harden, slightly. "Have you two ever dated? I mean, he is single, right?" Clarissa asked. "Me and Hakim? Girl, no! It's not like I would be against the idea. A couple of girlfriends have told me that he's something else between the sheets. Apparently, he's got a big dick and knows how to use it!" Dominique said. "Dominique! That's a little too much information for my ears, don't you think?" Clarissa said as she looked at Dominique while smiling. She was greedy for any kind of information on the handsome, well-built Black man she had just met. "Girlfriend, you need to loosen up. You are a single, pretty woman. There is nothing wrong about talking about a man and what he can or cannot do in bed. Men do it all the fucking time! Shit, I don't know about you but I haven't had a really good orgasm from a man in a very long time," Dominique said as she slyly glanced at Clarissa to see if she was going to take the bait. "Ditto! I don't remember the last time I really got my rocks off!" Clarissa said. "So tell me about your friend, Hakim. What does he do?" asked Clarissa. "Well, from what I know, he works downtown somewhere at a county office. I know he lives on the south side of the city. And, I know he does not date anyone," Dominique answered, continuing to lie her ass off. "Hmmm...," Clarissa mused. She had never been with a Black man before. It wasn't that she had never heard the myth; she just had never been in a situation where a Black man was available. None of her girlfriends had ever admitted to being with a Black man, either. As she pondered that issue, she thought that even if they had slept with a Black man, none of them would ever admit to it. For the next two hours, Dominique spit game at Clarissa about men, orgasms, cum, her fetishes and fantasies, oral and anal sex, etc... She also quizzed her on her relationship with her boss, Flip. Apparently, Clarissa knew a lot more about Flip than Dominique would have guessed. Hakim came back to retrieve a towel to see a flushed face Clarissa and a winking Dominique. Hakim hinted that he was thirsty and Dominique immediately took the opportunity to invite both him and Clarissa upstairs to her apartment so that they could get some adult refreshments. They all agreed that it was a good idea. Hakim reached out his hand to Clarissa to help her up from the lawn chair she was reclining in. She reached out her dainty hand and an electric shock seemed to reverberate throughout her body. She blushed as she withdrew hand her hand from his grasps and tore her eyes from his muscular body. As they walked from the pool area into the apartment building, Hakim gazed at Clarissa's thick, round, and jiggling ass cheeks as she carried her gym bag on one shoulder. He took note that her ass was just as nice as Dominique's. She definitely reminded him of a well-stacked redheaded Jennifer Lopez, with a nice rack to boot. And she seemed to be purposely swaying her hips! When they reached the lobby of the apartment building, there were a large number of people waiting for the elevator. It was going to be a tight squeeze. Hakim took the time to check out Clarissa up close as they waited for the elevator. He could barely make out the indentations of her nipples under her overstuffed bikini top. He continued to boldly check out her body even though he knew she was watching him. Dominique watched the both of them as the elevator doors suddenly opened. A swarm of people exited the elevator, followed by a large crowd entering the elevator. Hakim, Dominique and Clarissa entered first and moved towards the back of the elevator. As more people attempted to get on, the three of them were crowded into a corner with Hakim in the back left corner and Dominique on his left and Clarissa standing in front of him. As more people tried to get on, Clarissa moved herself back and came into contact with the front of Hakim's body. Her asscheeks brushed the front of his swim trunks. Hakim shifted himself so that he was slightly leaning forward into the soft crevice of her asscheeks. Dominique looked sideways at Hakim and Clarissa and winked at him, while smiling slightly. Clarissa looked straight ahead and tried not to notice the goose bumps that had started to form all over her body. She hoped that Dominique didn't notice her obvious excitement and nervousness. Suddenly, she felt Hakim's hands on her hips guiding her further backward into him as he pushed forward. She thought about turning around and telling him to keep his hands to himself but instead her nipples sprung to life as she felt his dick begin to harden between the cheeks of her ample ass. Her pussy, which had been in a constant state of arousal from the time she first sat down and began talking with Dominique, began to dribble juice into her bathing suit! The elevator ride was slow. Taking her silence as a green light, Hakim stepped forward into her forcing his dick deeper into the crevice of her ass. He continued to hold her gently yet firmly by the hips. By the time they reached Dominique's floor, Hakim could have sworn the white girl had started to grind her ass against him! They exited the elevator and walked down the carpeted hallway towards Dominique's apartment. Hakim caught Clarissa eyes just before they entered the apartment and she smiled at him, sexily. "What would you two like to drink?" Dominique asked as she opened the door to her apartment. "Water!" they both exclaimed as they walked into Dominique's living room and she walked into the kitchen. Clarissa took a seat on the couch while Hakim settled in the chair across from her. He found her hard nipples very distracting. She damn sure had a nice pair on her, with a flat stomach. She glanced at him from time to time, with a slight smile on her face. He felt his dick hardening inside of his trunks. Dominique came back into the living room carrying a tray that held three tall glasses of water. She then went over to her entertainment system and put on D'Angelo's "Voodoo" cd. "Dominique, if it wouldn't be too much of a bother, can I take a quick shower, please? I got all this damn chlorine and shit on my skin. My skin is starting to dry and I'm starting to turn to ash over this piece!" Hakim said. "Of course, boo! I have some clean towels in the bathroom on the shelf next to the shower. Bathroom's in the back on the right," Dominique answered as Hakim finished his glass of water and stood up and headed towards the rear of the apartment. Both women took notice of Hakim's significant dick pouch in his swim trunks. They gave each other that 'did you see the size of that man's dick?' look. As soon as Hakim was out of earshot, Dominique sat on the couch next to Clarissa and whispered, "What the hell were you two doing on that elevator, girl?!" Clarissa's face reddened before she answered, "Nothing" "Nothing my ass, J! I saw you grinding your ass against his dick. I can't believe your uptight ass!" Dominique said as she giggled. "I d-don't know what that was about. The elevator WAS crowded and it was unintentional, Dominique," Clarissa said as she took a sip of her water while looking to her left (Author's note: look to the left, they're lying. Look to the right, they're remembering, supposedly). "Yeah, it was UNINTENTIONAL until you started grinding against that dick!" laughed Dominique. "SHHHH...he'll hear you!" said Clarissa as she glanced down the hallway Hakim had just gone down. "Well, how did it feel? Did he feel big?" asked Dominique while smiling slightly and holding her hands about a foot apart. BrotherFuture Part 6 "Dominique! I don't know! I didn't exactly have a tape measure on me at the time!" Clarissa said as she began to giggle, quietly. Being around Dominique was relaxing and she was really enjoying the company of her new friend. She was so damn risqué! "Well, aren't you curious about how BIG his dick is?" Dominique asked while looking at Clarissa. She knew Clarissa wanted to see his dick after all the talking she had done at the pool about big dicks and whatnot. She had done a good job of laying her trap. "Y-yes, if you have to know. But HE'S not going to know that," Clarissa said demurely. "Well, you can sit there and bullshit if you want to. I want to see his dick to see if my friends were lying or not. I'm going back," Dominique said as she slowly rose from the couch. "Dominique! Where are you going? Y-Y-You can't just do that!" Clarissa said as she watched Dominique walk away from the couch and towards the hallway to the bathroom. Before entering the hallway, she stopped and turned around. "J, there aren't many chances like this to have two attractive women in the same apartment with a fine, naked, big-dicked Black man. I'm not letting this opportunity slip through my fingers and you shouldn't either. What did we just finish talking about? Living your life to the fullest, right? Well, I talk the talk and I'm about to walk the walk, girl. What about you?" Dominique said as she turned and walked towards the rear of the apartment. Clarissa continued sitting on the couch not believing what she just heard or seen. She wondered how Dominique could have the nerve to walk into a bathroom with a, by now, naked man and present herself to him. She wondered if she should stay on the couch or leave. As she thought these thoughts, her eyes continued to gaze at the hallway Dominique had just disappeared into. One minute turned into five. Five minutes turned into ten. Clarissa rose from the couch. She had decided to leave. She intended on just leaving and not saying good-bye but Dominique had brightened her day and gave her some good advice. The least she could do was go back and say good-bye to what she hoped was a new friend! Chap. 9 "Every intersection in the road of life is an opportunity to make a decision, and at some time I had only to listen" -Duke Ellington, 1973 Walking down the hallway towards the bathroom, Clarissa heard the shower running. Smoke was billowing out of the partially open doorway. She slowed her pace as she neared the door. She raised her arm to knock on the door when suddenly she heard a muffled moan come from inside the bathroom. She slowly pushed the door inward. "Domin-" was all she was able to say before her lips began to form an 'o'. Dominique was on her knees in the bathroom, completely naked and administering head to Hakim! The room was steam-filled but she definitely could make out the shape of Dominique's kneeling body and a standing Hakim! Dominique shifted her gaze to the left as she saw the door quietly open and the silhouette of Clarissa standing in the doorway with a shocked expression on her face. This is what she and Hakim had been waiting for! She had talked enough sexual innuendo into Clarissa's ears all afternoon that she knew she HAD to be horny. As she continued to slobber over Hakim's dick, she saw that Clarissa had actually taken a few steps and entered the bathroom! From what she had confided in their earlier conversation, Dominique knew that Clarissa had never laid eyes on a dick this BIG. Clarissa, as if hypnotized, slowly eased her way into the bathroom. After her conversation with Dominique, she was convinced that seeking out new experiences was her new mission in life. If Dominique could do it, why couldn't she?! The initial sight of a naked Dominique on her knees had dominated Clarissa's vision at first, and then she began to focus on Hakim's particulars. His dick was immense! It was 10-11 inches by 2-3 inches around, at least. Thick as a fucking beer can! Her stomach muscles began clenching and unclenching, uncontrollably. New dew flooded her pussy. "Who could take something that large into their bodies and live to tell about it afterwards?" she mused. Dominique, knowing she had an audience, began to work overtime drooling on Hakim's hefty appendage. Spittle dripped out of the tight seal of her lips and made its' way down to her chin and began to drip onto her breasts. Dominique squeezed Hakim's thigh to get him to look towards the door. He noticed Clarissa standing in the shower mist watching Dominique while rubbing the palms of her hands over her stomach. He abruptly reached out and grabbed Dominique's skull with both hands and began guiding her lips along the length of his dick as he gently began to thrust in and out of her tired mouth. Dominique began to moan and gurgle deep in her throat as Hakim took control of her dicksucking motions. "You like this, baby?!" asked Hakim as he thrust his dick a bit swifter between Dominique's puffy lips. "MMMMM-HMMMMMM!" answered Dominique as she reveled in the feel of a thick, warm, and long dick in her mouth. "How about you, Clarissa? You like what I'm doing to your friend?" Hakim said unexpectedly while looking at her. Clarissa was speechless! Dominique had taken her lips off of her Hakim's massive prick and began to slowly stroke it as she looked up at a stunned Clarissa. Clarissa's eyes switched between Hakim's stare and Dominique's hold on his huge dick. Her breathing had become raspy as she thought of an appropriate answer. "Come on, J! You know you like watching me suck on his dick! How can you NOT like this dick?!" Dominique said as she held his dick out and towards Clarissa, while continuing to stroke it. She was daring Clarissa to get on the floor with her and share her prize with her eyes. Clarissa saw the look in Dominique's eyes. It was a challenge and she recognized it as such! She couldn't back down after swearing to the heavens that she was going to make some immediate changes in the way she was living her sheltered life. "Y-Y-Yes...I do like what you're doing to Dominique," Clarissa answered haltingly and meekly. "Well, why don't you come a little closer so you can see better?" Hakim asked as he directed the tip of his dick to Dominique's wet, welcoming lips and began to slowly thrust in and out of her mouth. Dominique reached out and up and found Clarissa's moist hand. Clarissa immediately gripped Dominique's hand tightly as she felt herself being pulled closer to the couple! Dominique pulled her arm so that Clarissa was standing directly above her and beside Hakim. Dominique released her hand as she began to stroke and fondle Hakim's balls. Hakim leaned over and whispered into Clarissa's ear, "Your girlfriend's mouth feels like a tight wet pussy around my dick," "Mmmm..." both Clarissa and Dominique moaned, simultaneously. "Look at my dick, Clarissa! Look how wet Dominique is making it," Hakim said as he slid his hand around her waist and placed his fingers onto the upper part of her asscheek. His fingers squeezed her dough-like cheek, bringing another moan from her. Clarissa leaned forward slightly so that she could get a better view of Dominique servicing Hakim's dick. The first thing she noticed was the numerous veins that traversed the surface of his dick! They were as thick as her pinkie! His dick was very dark in color and contrasted nicely with Dominique's pink lips. Also, his cock was incredibly thick with two gigantic balls hanging beneath. Dominique was giving him a very wet and slick blowjob. She could see spittle crawling down her chin and dripping onto her breasts. As Clarissa leaned forward to get a better look at her friend sucking his dick, Hakim slid his hands upwards across her back until his fingers found the tie on her bikini top. He began to slowly undue the strings. When he was done, he reached up and pulled the fabric off of her shoulders. As he moved it off of her, she moved her arms allowing him to remove it from her body. Hakim immediately noticed the pale pinkness of her very erect nipples. Her titties were perfect! Large, round orbs with an expertly placed lengthy nipple on each breast. He turned her body toward his and lowered his lips to hers. Clarissa slowly leaned in towards him and met his lips halfway. Hakim was slightly surprised when she snuck her tongue into his mouth and began to tongue-wrestle with him. He pulled her to his body as she felt her hard nipples scraping against the sensitive skin of his chest. He reached up and grabbed a handful of her titty and began to squeeze slightly. He ran the palm of his hand over her nipple and brought a moan from her lips, while Dominique continued to slobber and smack over his dick. Hakim slid his hands downward and onto her hips. His fingers worked their way under the hem of her bikini bottoms and began pushing them downward. Clarissa continued to tongue his mouth as she reached up and placed her hands onto his muscular chest to balance herself as she lifted first one foot, then the other. She stood naked and motionless as Hakim ran his hands over her breasts, back, ass, and legs. Hakim took one of her hands and placed on top of Dominique's head. He guided her hand on top of Dominique for a moment until she was guiding Dominique's head back and forth over his dick. Dominique felt the pressure that Clarissa was putting on her head. She reached over and began to rub her free hand up and down the outside of Clarissa's leg. At the same time, Hakim, using both of his hands, grabbed and spread the bountiful, soft asscheeks of Clarissa. His fingers delved further inward into they came into contact with the wetness of her soft yet extremely wet pussy lips. Clarissa moaned into his chest as his fingers began to play with her frothing lips. She began grinding her hips into his body as his fingers strummed lightly over her clitoris. As she continued grinding, she felt another pair of fingers enter her pussy. She looked down to see that Dominique had stopped sucking Hakim's dick and her attention was being directed to the pussy staring her in the face! "Does what we're doing feel good, Clarissa?" asked Hakim as he spread her asscheeks further so that Dominique could have freer access to this blonde-haired honey's pussy. "Y-Yesss..." Clarissa moaned as she felt Dominique running her fingers softly over and around her engorged pussy lips. She had never had another woman touch her in so intimate a way! She could feel her wetness dribbling down the inside of both of her thighs! "Get down on your knees and suck this dick, then! I want to feel those sexy ass lips on my cock," Hakim said as he began pushing down onto her shoulders. He didn't have to tell her horny ass twice! Clarissa began to slowly kneel in front of Hakim. Dominique moved over to allow Clarissa some room in front of Hakim's massive prick. Clarissa, after adjusting herself, looked up at the dick she was about to service and marveled how his dick was able to stand ramrod straight from his body without any give in his weighty dick. This was her first Black cock! She felt giddy inside as her lips approached the pink tip of his black dick. She had never in her wildest daydreams and fantasies, thought she would be kneeling before a well-endowed black man and giving him oral sex! "His dick tastes delicious, Clarissa. Trust me!" whispered Dominique into her ear while she licked her earlobe, wetly. Clarissa shuddered. Dominique was causing her to lose her concentration on the dick before her. Her tongue sent erotic pangs shooting directly to her pussy! Clarissa leaned forward and ran her tongue, languidly, around the tip of his dick. Hakim moaned as he looked down and noticed the timid way she was licking his dick. It turned him on to see her pretty ass mesmerized by his dick. She seemed to be savoring the taste of his dick. She opened her lips and took half of the tip of his dick into her mouth as she ran her tongue round and round. She reached up and firmly grasped his dick as she got more and more into it. "That's right, girl, suck that dick! Taste him! Work that dick, Clarissa! Your lips look soooo good wrapped around that dick, girl!" Dominique said into her ear, giving her encouragement. Dominique reached over and grasped Clarissa's swaying breasts and began to thumb her nipples. Clarissa began to moan around Hakim's dick as she felt her friend rub and fondle her breasts. Dominique knee-walked until she was behind Clarissa. She held onto her breast as she began to run her tongue across the back of her friend's neck. She licked down the center of her back until she reached the curve of her buttocks. She took her hands off of her Clarissa's breast and brought them to her ass. She slowly began to spread the milky white orbs before her. Clarissa's very pink pussy came into view as her outer flaps opened to Dominique's view. "Fuck, you're wet, Clarissa! Mmmmmm..." Dominique said as she placed her tongue onto the crevice between Clarissa's asscheeks and began to slowly drag her wet tongue downwards. Clarissa began to moan very loudly around Hakim's dick as her friend neared the sensitive ring of her asshole! She had been licked there before by some of her boyfriends, but never by a woman. She knew from experience that if it was done right, she could orgasm! Hakim grabbed Clarissa's cranium with both of his large hands and began to slowly yet deliberately thrust his large dick deeper into the recesses of her mouth. She was giving him a lot of tongue action and he was enjoying it immensely! Dominique brought her tongue down to slowly yet teasingly circle the ring of Clarissa's virgin asshole. Clarissa began moaning deeply and consistently as Dominique first circled her asshole ring then wormed her tongue into the entrance of her asshole! She spread her cheeks wider as she dug her backside out, expertly. Clarissa slid her mouth off of Hakim's meaty dick to holler her pleasure throughout the bathroom. She continued stroking his rock hard dick. The steam in the room caused her shrieks to reverberate around the room. "AAAHHHHHH...Domin-...OOOHHHHH SHIIITTTT! I'M CUMMMMINNNGGG! EWWWW!!" screamed Clarissa as her asshole and pussy simultaneously pulsed and clenched. Dominique continued to lap at her asshole as the evidence of her powerful climax began to drip from between her pussylips and onto the bathroom floor. Hakim took the opportunity to guide his dick back into Clarissa's open mouth as she continued moaning and groaning her way through her climax. She accepted it back into her mouth, willingly. Hakim grabbed her skull, once again, and began forcing his dick in deeper into her mouth. Clarissa felt Dominique's tongue leave the crack of her ass, momentarily. Dominique reclined onto her back and worked her body between Clarissa's thighs till her head was under and between Clarissa's well-formed asscheeks! She began to lap at her sodden pussy. Dominique thought that Clarissa had a very pretty and well-defined pussy. It was dripping its cunt sauce, incessantly! Clarissa first felt Dominique's breath on her hypersensitive cunt-flesh. She then felt the delicious, silky texture of her tongue licking around the skin that surrounded her outer labia. She trailed her tongue in a long, wide circle across and around her puffy, blood-engorged outer pussy lips! "AAAHHHH...Baby! You do that so well! MMMmmmm...ooohhh that feels good!" Clarissa whined as she momentarily removed her mouth from Hakim's dick, again. She immediately moved her back onto his thrusting cock and began to slurp and smack loudly as she resolved to herself that she was going to take his nutt in her mouth. For a brief moment, she wondered if his cum was white or not but immediately deleted that thought from her head as she was going to swallow his load, regardless! Dominique reached up and grabbed a hold onto Clarissa's shivering asscheeks and began to go to town on her delectable, pleasant-tasting pussy. She circled, sucked on, and licked her outer lips while kneading her ass. She felt Clarissa begin to grind her pussy onto her face. Her pussy flesh felt silk-like against her lips and tongue. She tried to explore every inch of her pussy. "Damn, this white girl got some wet pussy and she has the nerve to have a small hole! Hakim is going to tear this girl in two!" thought Dominique as she continued to lap at Clarissa's slit. The more she licked and sucked, the more liquid seemed to spring from between the folds of her pussy lips! This bitch wanted some dick BAD! The more Dominique licked and sucked on her pussy, the more suction Clarissa applied to Hakim's beefy, black dick. His dick tasted very manly and warm within her mouth. She could have knelt before him all day and sucked his dick! But, he had other plans. "Let's go into your bedroom, Dominique," Hakim said as he continued to hold onto Clarissa's head and pump his dick into her wet mouth. "Okay, let's go," Dominique said as she untangled herself from underneath Clarissa's gripping thighs and stood up. Her chin glistened with Clarissa's pussy and orgasmic juices! Clarissa continued to suck on Hakim's dick. "Come on, girlfriend, his dick isn't going anywhere any time soon," Dominique said as she patted Clarissa on the head. She released his dick with a 'pop' and with a groan of disappointment. Hakim held out his hand to her and helped her to her feet. The three of them walked out of the bathroom with Dominique leading the way. Hakim held Clarissa's hand as she followed him like a lovesick puppy. Chap. 10 "A good teacher, like a good entertainer, first must hold his audience's attention. Then he can teach the lesson" -John Henrik Clarke, 1970 Dominique opened the door to her bedroom and stepped in, followed closely by Hakim and Clarissa. Hakim guided Clarissa over next to the bed and released her hand so that she was standing next to Dominique. The two of them was a sight to behold! He noticed that both women were staring at his dick. "The both of you look so fucking sexy! I'm going to fuck the shit out of the both of you! Clarissa, get on the bed on your back. Dominique, I want you to finish eating her pussy out so that she can be nice and wet when I fuck her," Hakim said. Clarissa did as she was told. She got up on the bed on her back and spread her thighs so that both Hakim and Dominique could see her wetness seeping down the inside of her thighs. "That's some wet pussy you got there, Clarissa. The wettest I've seen in a while! When is the last time you had some dick between those wet ass lips?" Hakim asked as Dominique crawled onto the bed and came to rest between her thighs. "It's been a few weeks, Hakim, and to be honest, his dick wasn't half as big as yours," Clarissa answered as Dominique began licking up and down the back of her leg. "Well, that just means, you're going to really enjoy having all this dick inside of you!" Hakim said as he stood on the side of the bed fisting his dick, watching Dominique prepare to eat her ass silly. Clarissa followed the movement of his hand over his dick, hypnotically. She remembered when she had first set eyes on her soon to be ex-boyfriend's dick. She had thought at the time that his dick was quite large. But this man's dick dwarfed Chad's in length and width! His dick held her slightly apprehensive yet wanting attention. She could not tear her eyes from even as Dominique, the first woman to ever go down on her, began softly kissing her slender pussy lips with her full lips, once again! Suddenly, Clarissa felt Dominique place her entire mouth around the lips of her pussy, trailing her tongue around languidly, teasing her! She humped her hips to get more of her pussyflesh in contact with Dominique's darting tongue. She seemed to know exactly where to lick her and excite her! Having a woman orally please you seemed to be a lot better than having a man gnaw on your shit, thought Clarissa as she spread her legs even wider.