****** Perv's Success by Bolshoikedr ******
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Perv's Success


Perv's Success
by Bolshoikedr (edited by Pervetta)

TGIF! As I look at the clock, all I can think of is being on the receiving end
of a thirty-minute blowjob followed up with some 3-hole golf with my 7 iron. I
had just put away the last two inventory sheets for our fiscal year 2000 supply
of Impalas for the summer season. Tomorrow I can pick up where I left off with
the price/sale ratios and projected APR provisions.

It had been a long day and now it's time to break loose the Cobra 40oz. I was
smiling as I walked past Ms. Abby, my under-the-table secretary and illegal
Nigerian immigrant. She eyeballed me letting her tongue moisten a set of '72
DSLs. It's payday and..., I forgot myself for a moment.

"Abby, give me a couple of minutes and I'll have your check ready," I smiled.
You see it's a game we play weekly. I went back in my office and sat at my
desk. The door opened when I opened up the company checkbook.

"Mr. Sledge, can speak to you a moment?" she whispered.

I swiveled my chair away from the desk and faced to the side. I wanted to give
her access my full attention.

"Sure Abby, how can I help you?" I winked knowing how much she and I loved the
payday ritual. I reclined in my high-backed leather chair spreading my legs
just a bit.

"I don't want to trouble you, but I need another advance with my paycheck."

She approached my desk, with her right hand rubbing the meaty upper part of her
breast, as if to soothe the weight of the tight spaghetti strap straining to
hold up a 12lb tit. I looked at her over my shoulder, watching her slip out
from under the straps, releasing two overripe melons of chocolate ambrosia.
Dark burgeoning mini marshmallows seemed to stare at my stiffening cock that
was painfully trying to get past my zipper.

"I need an extra C note." She wriggled out of her sundress letting loose a set
of hips that should've had a chase car saying "wide load" or something.
Kneeling down between my legs she wasted no time unzipping my gabardines... My
cock leapt into freedom, only to be captured by two humongous heated tits
begging for lubrication.

"Hmmmm..." She caught my cock between her tits and guided it into her mouth
with her right hand. Sucking the upper shaft and head heartily, she began to
stroke the lower-middle in a twisting fashion as I moaned in time.

"Yeah, yeah... yes Abby, suck it baby!" I let my head fall back on the chair
not focusing on anything in particular, darkness, the ceiling, her thick body,
tits and braided head bobbing up and down. Sucking hard. Slobbering all over my
shaft and head, she looked up to see I was watching her every technique.

She smiled. "I love sucking your cock and I know you love me sucking you off on
payday."

I smiled, "I love payday, too... I love the way you suck the long hard day
right out of me...but I worry that one day your husband is gonna find out about
us."

She started to stroke my cock hard, trying to get me to come on her face or
just all over her huge tits. She then dipped her braided head down under my nut
sac and began to softly juggle my wet nuts in her mouth while stroking my cock
for all she was worth. I swear she was humming some African tune of ecstasy
with my balls in her mouth!

"Ahh, ahhh... Damn baby, where'd you learn to suck like that?!"

I started to breathe in deep gulps of cool air trying to think of baseball,
ugly women, and taxes, but when she started to cry... I was headed for trouble.

"Come on me... give it to me..." She jerked my cock every-which way but loose
between those huge lips forming a vacuum seal around my shaft-sucking my nuts
dry as I screamed...

"Ugghhh...Ohhh...Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeeaaaahh!" My head snapped back like it was
strapped to a fifty pound weight! I felt my cum rushing up from my locked-down
toes past my clenched ass cheeks as I pushed her head down towards the base of
my cock to empty my satisfaction down her throat... and she took it all! Just
like I like it, she knew not to spill a drop of cum, pre-cum, or saliva. She
kept on sucking even though I began to relax and fidget in my chair, trying to
get into a cooler position in the afterglow of my orgasm.

"Yeah, baby suck it dry." I was spent.

She laughed at my condition. "Care to fuck?" she feigned the hungry look of a
women wanting to give her man the fuck of a lifetime.

I looked at my tired Johnson, and he said nope. "Sorry babe, I'd love to but
Jimmy's had enough for now."

She laughed and got up to start stuffing her forty pounds of potatoes in that
ten pound sundress. Man I loved watching her get dressed. Such an ample women,
a cornucopia of concupiscence belonging to another man. I just hoped he wasn't
jealous. After she was satisfied with putting her clothes in order, she went
into the bathroom to brush the evidence away. As much as I enjoy cockbreath in
a woman, letting me know her priorities, I'd hate to see it break up her
relationship with her husband.

I started writing out her paycheck including the extra hundred. I always tell
myself it's the best damn hundred I've spent all week.

She came back in the office with a smile. "I have to go now." She leaned over
and gave me a wet one with no tongue but plenty of feeling. "See ya on Monday,
Mr. Sledge."

"Have a good weekend Abby!" I was actually relieved when she left. I always
enjoy a couple of quiet minutes after a good nut. I leaned back in my chair,
and tried to plan some fun for the evening to cum. "Ha ha ha"

"Well, I guess I'd better get moving," I told myself. Time waits for no man,
and I was just burning daylight sitting in this chair wanting to take a nap
after that luxurious blow job. Slowly I got up. Adjusting willy, and hitting
the desk lamp, I grabbed my jacket and headed for home. The commute wasn't too
bad with Keith Sweat and I not seeing anything wrong with a little bump and
grind, plus a little Shoop-Shoop with Salt-n-Pepa.

When I pulled into the complex, someone was parked in my spot next to my V-Max
1100. Now where am I gonna park my Jag? I wondered. The Jag, which never fails
to line me up for snug wet trim with the hotties is the reason I like to keep
it in sight wherever I park. Everyone gets two parking places and somehow
people still manage to hog up all the available space. Well, I've got no choice
but to park in my neighbor's spot. I'm hoping Ms Fonda-Cox, doesn't get home
from Supercuts before 7:30, unless her hot daughter Anais' VW takes off. By
that time I should be showered up and ready to hit the streets for some chow...
and I feel like Italian or maybe Greek tonight.

As I set the alarm, I notice Anais close the sheer lace curtains. I'd swear she
wasn't wearing a shirt, but regardless, I knew she was always bitchy.

"Damn, I hope she doesn't chase me out before her Mom gets home tonight."

I quicken my pace as I go into the courtyard and make a beeline for my condo.
Sure enough, twenty feet from my sanctuary, Anais opened the door.

"Mr. Sledge, I know you have a nice ride, but you're parked in my mom's spot
and she'll be home any minute. So why don't you save some time and frustration
by moving your car now? " she smirked.
I smiled trying to apply a little charm and hopefully get past her abstinence.
She was wearing a hastily placed towel, held in place by her armpits... I
noticed her nipples were hard and poking against the material stretched across
her breast. I figured she was a 32A cup, usually not my style but I could hear
some funky reggae beats and smelled what I imagined to be some phat irie blunt.
Now I was getting horny and I think it showed on my face.

"Did you hear me?" she put her hands on her hips and the towel slipped. A quick
flash of tit and she replaced the towel with an embarrassed smile. "Oops."

"Oops?" I said. "Anais, last week I spent $200 to see a beautiful body like
that in Vegas. I think I'd say 'Thank You!'" I gave her a friendly wink...
"Actually, you are quite beautiful. I noticed you in the window when I first
drove up this evening."

Now she started to giggle behind a tightlipped smile.

"$200.00...really? " Her tongue slid out, wet and quick, as her mouth hung open
for a pregnant pause.

I could feel my pants getting tight, my lips dry, and my vision focusing all
over her legal body. I vividly remember her eighteenth birthday party and her
mother getting sloshed and falling in the pool. She brought me back to reality
with a finger in her mouth and a kind word.

"Wanna come in for a moment?" Her eyes spoke volumes, presumably penned by
Masters and Johnson, maybe it was M.

"Sure I'd love...err, yes I'd would."

I didn't want to run her over, but I was in a hurry to get in her daisy dukes.
I followed her into the foyer, examining in detail the fine shape of her back
and the succulent cheeks of her ass hanging out of those tight shorts. She
turned to the coffee and bent down to pick up that blunt I smelled from the
door. Her towel fell and she cocked her head and said..."Fuck it."

She took a huge hit and holding her breath, she passed it to me. I took it.

"Brrrrreeeeeeee," she exhaled slowly. "You got that two bills on you?" Her eyes
on my crotch suggesting I should comply with her demands.

I exhaled strongly and in my best Rasta accent said, "Aye girl, and wha'cha
gonna do for me now?" My hips started swaying with the beat and stepped toward
her.

She didn't miss a beat and answered in tune, "I'll be suckin' yer black cock
like a chest wound, and fuckin' ya like da IRS!" A pair of serious eyes locked
on the blunt. I passed it to her as she knelt down in front of me. She took
another seriously long hit, damn she had a set of lungs, and set it down in a
shell ashtray.

I smiled down at her and said, "Get it girl..."

She reached around me, grabbing both cheeks and exhaling a lung full of ganga
over my cock through my pants. I knew the stain won't come out of my
gabardines, but I was beyond caring. Now she was licking and sucking on my cock
through my pants.

"Man, my cock is rock hard and ready to break!"

She had a vise grip on my ass forcing my saliva soaked clothed cock between her
teeth and tongue. I was thinking if she didn't unleash the beast soon, I was
gonna lose a healthy load in my BVDs. She let her right hand slip over my cock
lump and started to tug and jerk it while sucking on the head viciously sans
doute! She was a bonafide freak!

"Uhmmmph, Black cock!" She was into it, sucking laterally along the shaft,
nibbling my thick meat. I started to feel that ol' familiar feeling in my
shanks and I responded by trying to think about the law, spoiled milk... oh no
not milk... I couldn't stop my transition to orgasm. I grabbed her straight
black hair and knotted it in my hands. She moaned a, "Yeah Daddy..." and I
became lost in a hard whine...
"Damn, Damn, Daaaaammmmn... Ahhhh, Ahhhh...Uhhnnn... Uhhhaaaaaaa."

Oh yeah, I was sticky, icky, and unsure of what to do. She released my ass from
her left hand and looked up at me sensing my dilemma.

"Fuckin A, quickdraw..." she reached back for my wallet and pulled it out as I
stood there numbly feeling used, listening to Ziggy singing, "No woman, No
cry." A chanting of melody filled my ears as she pulled three crisp Franklins
out and she giggled, "I'd better give you a bonus fuck for an extra hundred,
huh?"

Bonus fuck... I don't think I'm up for a regular fuck, I thought. She stood up
and we locked lips, as she fed me her fast tongue. Placing my hands on her
zipper guiding them to unzip her shorts, which promptly fell to the carpet.
Sucking my tongue down her throat and humming to the music she propped her foot
up on the coffee table pushing a sticky wet pussy over our fingers. Uh-oh...
Cap'n Willie heard someone calling his name and started getting up. Taking my
right hand up to her mouth, she began to suck the tangy juices off my fingers.

Gazing lustfully into my eyes she placed her fingers in front of my mouth,
which I opened and began to suck her musky smelling digits.

"I want to be fucked by a big black cock. I want you to fuck me. Haaaarrrrdd!"

"I can't believe my cock is hard. You're making me crazy." I meant it. She was
touching every nerve in my body. I felt her hands slide down the front of my
suit jacket to my pants and my belt unbuckle. She unzipped my pants and slid
down my body with my pants. Kneeling, she pulled my sticky boxers down to my
ankles letting my sticky hard cock slap her cheek. Grabbing my cock, she slow
stroked me while licking and sucking cum out of my pubic hair and off my belly.

"Mmmmmm, Fucking A..." she started sucking my cock, high-jerking the shaft and
head against her mouth...driving me crazy! I noticed she was playing her clit
like a fiddle to the beat of her sucking rhythm. She stopped sucking, looked at
me with a wry smile and hocked a huge wad of spit in her right hand and started
to straight-jack my cock toward her face, between the eyes.

"Ohhh," I breathed. "Uhnnnn..." I started to breathe deep gulps of air. She
stopped jerking my cock and turned with her back to me, not releasing her grip
on my turgid tool. Placing my cock against her cunt, she bent her head down,
and I let nature rule. Deep thrust!

"Shit! Owwww... Fuck!" she shrieked.

"Ha, ha," I thought, "your turn to whine, bitch." I was thrusting with
everything I had.. I knew it hurt a little and I wanted to play it for
everything I could. She bucked against my cock, and I could feel it was tight
and my dick was getting scorched, I'll complain later. This was doggy style in
its finest regimen... and man I wanted come... badly. I focused on those
wonderful fucking sounds, the wet squawking, squashing sounds, meat on meat
slapping, and the ever popular "Uhn uhn uhn" grunting to the rhythm of the
fuck.

"Ooooo, my pussy's on fire!" she began to plead. "Uhhhhnnn, oh oh oh, Fuck,
Fuck, Fuck!" she was clearly feeling some pain. I was happy about that because
I was past ready to come and I didn't want to ruin any future chance of me
getting some more of this tight pussy.

"I'm gonna come..." I groaned.

"Yeah baby. Come on my ass!" she pleaded. "Come on my ass, don't come inside
me."

I chuckled. "Ok." I didn't think it mattered at this point, but according to
legend, I pulled my cock out and started jacking over her sweaty ass. "Ohhh
Yeah... Ahhhh... Here we go!" I let fly what little cum I had left it my balls
and it felt goooood! It wasn't a lot of cum but, man, all my nerves were
jingling like electricity.

She put her hand in the stripes of cum on her ass and spread it all over her
right ass cheek. "I love this part." She put her fingers in her mouth tasting
my liquid appreciation for her sharing that delightfully tight cunt.
"Delicious." A wink let me know that she enjoyed my performance. "I may have to
start sneaking over to your condo at night for a rough fuck... I know I need
one every now and then."

"Rough fuck?!?...Is that what that was?" I started putting on my clothes like
someone who had been fucked for money. A hand grabbed for my cock before I
could get the zipper zipped.

"Don't be like that... I just mean... I like a nice long fuck with lots of
foreplay and plenty of toys." She rubbed her face against my crotch, stroking
my cock like a hungry kitten.

"It's alright. We'll plan something long, maybe take a weekend in Vegas..." I
brushed her hair from her face with my left hand and caressed her cheek with my
right. Helping her up, I kissed and held her for a few moments enjoying the
feel of body.

She twisted away in my arms. "Mom's home!" She reached for the curtains and saw
her mother's Jetta pull up behind the Jaguar. "You'd better move your car, you
know how my Mom is about that!"

Running to the door, I tucked my shirt in my pants, catching another kiss on my
way out. "Call me," she said.

"Bet!" I didn't even look back, but I knew that the look on her face matched
mine. She was a good fuck and I wanted to spend more time with her in my arms.

As I rounded the building, I saw Mayvis Fonda-Cox next to my Jag with her hands
on her hips, and wearing a don't fuck with me smile.

"Mr. Sledge, if you want to continue parking your Jag in my spot, I suggest I
get a key and you keep the tank full."

She was now waiting for a lame or trite excuse from me, and I was not going to
disappoint her.

"Hi Mayvis, I apologize for taking up your spot, I thought it was only going to
be a minute but I was engaged in some strenuous activity." I eyed her for
sympathy.

"I see... that would explain your zipper." She got back in her car.

I felt cold. Well, my zipper was still down. I zipped up and jumped in my Jag
pulling out as she pulled in with a spurt. I parked in the gardener's spot...
Sheesh, what a day. Locking up, I sprinted to my condo before Mayvis exited her
vehicle to avoid any conversation with her. Inside I stripped out of my over
fucked suit, throwing it in the dry cleaning hamper. Naked I put my shoes and
belt away, tossing my skivvies in the laundry basket by the shower. There was a
hard knock at the door.

"Just a minute," I shouted. Looking for a robe, that I only wear for overnight
guests, I settled for a pair of Gold's Gym workout shorts. There's no way I
could find that robe quickly, so I answered the door half naked, like most
horny bachelors.

"Mayvis?.. I'm sorry, did I do something?" I questioned, as if I had no idea
what she wanted. Guilty... read on her face as she eyeballed me up and down
resting on my shorts. "I was just starting a quick workout. Please come in." I
walked away from the door toward some freeweights I keep by the stairs in case
of burglars.

She stepped in and closed the door behind her. "I thought you already had your
workout." She sounded snide, like a girlfriend who sees a better looking girl
say hello to you. I bent down to pick up two 10lb weights and give the
appearance of nonchalance.

"You forgot your tie, motherfucker..." She was mad and I knew why. I stood up
almost dropping the weights when I saw my Michael Rubin silk tie dangling from
her upraised hand. "Or should I say, daughterfucker?" She threw the tie at me
and charged.

I put on a poker face and feigned the guilt of crumb encrusted mouth seven-
year-old.

"If Anais wasn't eighteen, I'd have you arrested right now! I can't believe you
took advantage of her innocence and naivete. If she's hurt, pregnant, or
diseased in any way, I will sue you for every penny you have. As it is, I just
want to cut your cock and balls off and feed them to a pit bull!" She was
screaming now, and even though my muscles were rippling from holding these
weights, I felt as helpless as a kitten under the sights of a high-powered BB
gun.

"Can I say something?" I pleaded.

"No! I don't want to hear one fucking word out of your lying mouth!"

She continued to rant and in my ears it all melded together. I think I heard
something about kiddie porn and her cousin the gang member, but mostly about
how shocked and appalled she was since she was a real woman and much better
developed than her daughter.

"Huh?" I whispered. Sensing the initiative, I put down the weights and crossed
over to her apologizing for my actions; Nam, and the effect of growing up in
the hood. I reached for her hands and held them softly, letting her know,
nothing can change my act of indiscretion but in fact when I saw Anais, I was
seeing her all over again like a living dream. She laughed. Now I was on to
something.

"Mayvis, let me take you out to dinner. I want to talk with you, and spent some
time getting to know you," I smiled.

She searched my eyes for deception and unable to find it, she nodded.

"I think at the very least, dinner would be acceptable." She hugged me with her
arms high around my neck and being about 10 inches taller than her, caused me
to lean into her and her to snuggle in close. I could feel the heat of the
moment, and believe me it was just a moment. However, it was long enough for
Cap'n Willy to take notice and push against her. She jumped.

"Is it me?" She put her hands on her hips, defiantly. "Or is it you?"

"Most definitely you." I added quickly. "I can't believe you're here with me,
like I always wanted you to be... and I am half-naked. I'd better rush you
along so I can get ready and before I embarrass myself any further." I twisted
her hips in my hands and guided her towards the door.

She twisted back towards me. "Not so fast. I may be beautiful, but it's been
awhile since I've seen this kind of attention."

She hugged me under my arms pressing into my still hardening cock. I was
aghast. This must be my National Day of Pussy, my Trifecta of the year.

"Do you want me?"

"Yes," I felt her hand tickle my ribs walking down to my waist, where she began
caressing my stiff cock.

"Do you want me, now?"

"Oh yes, and tomorrow." Her head jerked back and she dreamily opened her mouth.
On cue, I kissed her, inserting my tongue and searching for satisfaction. She
let her hand slip inside the waistband of my shorts and grab my sincerity,
stroking it... like she was gonna get something out of it...

"Do you want me, forever?"

"Oh yessss, in your ass." I didn't miss a beat.

"In my ass?! You wanna fuck my ass?" She was mad, again.

I pulled her close. "If I get to keep you forever, I want to enjoy every square
inch of you. Your embrace has me lost in love, and I honestly want to be in
every sweet opening you have... including your ears."

She was laughing now. Success!... I'm da man, I thought.

"Let's take a shower."

She pulled me towards the stairs. Walking backwards, up the stairs she wouldn't
let go of my cock and so I followed her in the bathroom. I turned on the water
and stepped in the warm stream. She quickly stripped out of her blouse, bra and
jeans... no panties?! Now I was really hyped up! I guided her into my embrace
under the shower.
She cooed about the water as I sucked on her tongue and teased her nipples with
my hands.

"Kneel down." She pushed my neck down and leaned back against the wall while
spreading her legs. "Make me come..." Throwing her head back staring at nothing
in particular she whispered again... "Make me come."

Well, if I've ever seen the gauntlet thrown down, it was now. I guess if I'm
ever gonna make a friend, now's my opportunity to sell myself.

"Hang on to something." I challenged.

"Get some Boo..." she said spreading her pussy lips apart with her tongue
hanging out for instructional effect.

I dropped to my knees and started massaging her knees and lower thighs. I like
to start out strong and soften up as I get closer to the Ezone. Licking,
nibbling, rubbing and moaning my way up between her legs, enjoying every taste,
texture, and the tantalizing sound she gives. I set one of her legs up over my
shoulder as my face swooped in for a bib-less extravaganza. I began gently
sucking the fat outer lips, licking the sensitive inner lips, exploring the
whole cunt with my tongue and fingers. I reveled in its pungent stickiness, the
sensual smell of queens, long unfucked by the king. Her clit and widening hips
were begging me to rock them, and my rigid cock, however unattended, was ready
to comply...fully. I started battering her clit, sucking, roughly, slavering
over it, making sloping mad slurping sounds, like a nigger wit a neck bone. I
was in it! Deep!

"Yeah Boo... Yeaaaaahhhh!"

Her weight on me was increasing rapidly. I strained to keep her balanced and
comfortable, knowing any disturbance would ruin my chances of making her cum
quickly. My face firmly locked on her snatch, I reached out with my left hand
to find my bottle of shower lube, feeling around the containers I found the one
shaped like a coke bottle. Deftly flipping it upside down I squeezed a huge
amount on my wrist and hand. I started lubing up her crack, inserting my fuck
finger slowly in and out of her asshole.

"Ohhh... you're gonna make me come."

She was enjoying a nice slow ride to the land of the big O.

"Fuck yeah... fucking eat me..." With her head locked back, eyes closed and
moaning... I didn't think she was still on the planet.. I started stretching
the bottom of her cunt with my thumb, while sucking lightly on her clit...

"Uhhhnnnn... Uhhhhnnnn," Oh shit, I could feel the electricity flowing through
her! She was coming or going into a gran mal seizure.

"Ohhhheeeeeeeiii!" she was screaming.

"Grab the rail, Grab the rail!" I guided her hands to the shower's slip rail;
she was confused. I knew right about now she wanted to hug or hold on to me,
but I had another plan for her still burning orgasm.

"What... what?" she was holding the rail as I crouched upward, still holding
her right leg open, I guided my hard cock straight for her asshole... inserting
right into the taint!

"No... not yet." She didn't want her ass fucked... well not yet anyway... but I
ignored her and my first attempt to poke that ass missed. I pushed my cock
against her moaning ass until I found the hole and forced myself in!

"Aaahhhhhh! You bastard! You fucking bastard!" She tried for leverage to twist
out, but she was off balance and would be opened more if she let go of the
railing... so she held on for dear life and I fucked for the gold! My cock was
rock hard and I was in solid.

"Damn Baby! Ohhh yes! You lied to me!" I was fucking a three camera shot...
damn I had the angles, the lube, and the ass locked down! There was no way she
was getting out of this one! "You didn't tell me you were a virgin!"

"Ohhh my ass... Fuck that ass Boo!" She was in ecstasy with her head down on
her arms, hanging on for dear life. "Ahhhhh Ahhhh...uhn uhn uhn..." I was
rocking that ass to the beat of my determination... and damn if her ass wasn't
as tight as her daughter's cunt.

"Fuck! This is good ass...I don't even think I'm gonna come!"

"Ohhh my ass, fuck fuck..." she moaned. I just noticed she was now balanced on
one arm and frigging herself furiously. I took this as a sign to start teasing
her about giving up that ass to strangers.

"You know, baby... I've been jacking off dreaming about fucking your tight ass
for months now. The way I feel inside you is making me come my nuts dry. Your
ass is like a tight mouth sucking my cock rock hard like its gonna snap in two!
Ohhh yeahhhhh... I wanna break my cock off in your sweet ass!"

"Shitttttt... AhhhhUhhhhnnnnnn... FUCKMEEEEE!" And that was it... her ass was
now humping my cock and I'm scared she is gonna break it off! She was all over
the place, fuck!

"Fuck!" She collapsed and I was holding her up by the waist, all 130lbs.. Shit,
I was exhausted. I pulled her up to her feet and against my chest in the
stream. We held on to each other for a good ten minutes and then silently I
started putting body wash over her shoulders and back. I gently washed her
upper body while she just hung on.

After another 20 minutes I turned off the water and helped her out. We toweled
off smiling embarrassed smiles wondering if this will happen again or if we
just went too far.

"You don't have to call me," she was buttoning up her blouse, not looking at me
but pretending to look at something else.

"Why? Are you gonna call me?" I was looking directly at her.

She winced. "Just cause you got a piece of ass doesn't mean we're engaged." The
arms folded across her chest. "You fucking bribed my daughter for a piece of
ass, so just cause we fucked for free don't mean shit." Now she pouted.

I just don't understand women, and after the past two wonderful hours, I'm even
more lost!

"Look, maybe I didn't say it right. I do want you to call me. You just made me
bathe you like something I cherish. I don't want to lose you, I want to get to
know you more. Here." I walked to the door post and retrieved my spare keys.
"Take my spare keys. I want you to be around when I'm here... when I go to
sleep or when I fix lunch for us." I held the keys out for her.

"Sorry. I'm not looking for a man right now." It was my turn to wince. She
starting to drone on about being fucked over one too many times and certainly
not being able to trust a man who not only fucked her daughter, but also held
her down and ass-fucked her.

"Just a fucking minute! I think I recall someone saying, 'Fuck my ass' and
coming in the shower. Correct me if I'm wrong." I was hot.

"Well let's just call that the heat of the moment, because it was a little late
to call it rape," she smirked.

I couldn't believe I was hearing this. "Ok...let me sort this out a moment." I
was reaching for logic.

"We had a wonderful time... Fuck," she corrected.

"Alright, we had a wonderful fuck together and it was just a thing..."

"Yes," she nodded.

"I also had a wonderful fuck with your legally adult and consenting daughter
who pulled three hundred bucks out my wallet for shits and grins."

"Yes," she eyeballed me funny.

"I really can't expect you to come over or let me spend time with you unless
you wanna fuck or because you think I just wanna fuck."

"Right," she quipped.

"But I can wave three hundred bucks at your daughter, the legally consenting
adult anytime I want a nasty young fuck," I could tell I just hit a nerve.

"Well let's just say, if you feel like fucking my daughter, you can give me the
three hundred bucks and you can have the ol' school version." She returned to
the smile that got me into this mess.

"Well, since I'm such a piece of shit, you'll have to excuse me if I choose to
donate to both you and your daughter's favorite charity. Why should I limit
myself and simply choose to have my cake, when I can eat it also?" I laughed.

"Ok, but I warn you... one of us is not gonna stand for it long."

She winked and left me wondering if I had made the right choice. I watched her
walk back to her condo and close the door behind herself. I really hated
letting a great piece of ass just walk away like that...but onward and upward I
always say.

So with another lost cause weighing heavy on my mind, I went back to my closet
and picked out a nice lonely suit for the evening. I figured some Chinese or
Thai would hit the spot and afterwards some low-key partying. I selected a nice
black gabardine suit with a fine mesh shirt, rounding out with a nice diamond
pinkey and a splash of U'omo.

I pulled up to the valet at "Oiishi Omanko" with thunder. The valet grinned at
me and threw his hands in the air with humped shoulders. I guess he didn't
ride.

"Where do you want it?" I asked. He pointed towards the bonsai trees at a spot
next to a Bentley. "Thanks." A quick burst of throttle and the V-Max was
nestled in the bonsai. I put some kryptonite on it and entered the restaurant.

"Irashaii Mase Sledge-san," they bowed.

"Komban-wa," I bowed slightly.

"We have good table for you now," Keiko said. She was the taller of the two
help maidens. Her mouth was small, her breast were small, and her eyes were
small. I imagine she would fuck you until you passed out, and wait until you
woke up and fuck you again. Not too cute but very wiry and strong looking... a
sure freak.

"Iki-masho... You come." Fumiko the smaller, but sexier, took my arm and led me
to a table next to the trickling water falls. Definitely a cocksucker. She
smelled like Shiseido, and if I hadn't been fucking all day, I would've gotten
wood. Her tits were small and her ass was big for a shorty. I knew if I ever
got in that ass, you'd have to call up Seal Team 6 to get me out!

Keiko pulled out the chair for me and I sat down... it was very comfortable.
The two young ladies stood together and held out their hands and asked... "You
like?"

I'll tell you truthfully, I looked them both over quickly and answered, "Hai,
so des sho." I was serious, but they started giggling, bowed and ran off. I
know for a fact they'd have to call 911 to get me off those two oriental
dishes. I'm talking about Kappa and Plum sauce. It just doesn't get any better
than that. I watched the pair of tight kimono wrapped asses disappear in the
tables on another level. Man am I glad we won the big one!

So despite the fact I had no companionship for dinner, I still managed to enjoy
my meal and bottle of sake to chase away the lonely demons. Was Keiko eyeing me
when she walked by or is the sake telling me I'm gonna get some horizontal
snatch? "Who cares?." I snort.

Looking at the clock, I could see I had been here too long. Calling for the
check, it was confirmed I had been here too long. $125.00... well it was good.
I tipped well and asked the waiter to tip the two hostesses twenty each. He
nodded.

I walked out and looked for my bike. The Bentley was gone and it seemed I was
one of the last to leave. I noticed a couple of blue-bloods, but I was sure
they wouldn't be leaving until they got kicked out. I felt kinda lightheaded
and mean-spirited, a sure sign of too much sake.

Walking to my bike I heard the hougaku music get loud for a moment, then
silent... very surreal...I sat down and fumbled for my keys. Sticking the key
in the ignition, I exhaled strongly, letting the sake burn the back of my
throat. I stretched my neck, twisting and rolling my head around to clear out
kinks.

"Coco-jin?" she called me. I turned around. It was Keiko in a white raincoat,
dress, and matching vinyl boots. I shook my head as if I could shake free of
the situation I would be left with tonight... a two-second conversation and an
8 hour hard-on I would have to go to bed with.

"Keiko, Go kigen yo?" I questioned.

She walked over like she was gonna bite me... she even looked of neo-nosferatu.
"Cut the shit nigger. Move back and let me drive, you're too drunk..."

I fell back on the seat and she jumped between my legs. Hitting the ignition,
she cranked up the throttle until it purred. "Fuck, I guess I'd better hang
on!" I shouted.

"True dat! You better grab my ass!" she chuckled as we walked the bike back
into the open lot. She double-clutched into second and we lurched towards the
boulevard. I instinctively put my hands around her waist and she throttled back
and clutched into a wheelie!

"Fuck me!" This neon bitch could ride!

We leaned down around curves descending into the valley. This was one city that
never slept, and now, not only was I sober, I was excited. I didn't know where
we were headed, but I was now more than happy to go. I noticed at the light I
was holding her a little tight and I could feel her stomach was ripped. The
bitch had a six-pack that would make me jealous...she better not have a dick. I
put that out of my mind... if she did, I was gonna rip it off!

We saddled up to Starbucks. It was still open and crowded with the self-
important. Jumping off, she took off her trench and laid it across the tank.
She was wearing a short laced camisole, well defined puffies and buffed. The
matrix didn't have shit on this one. "Tori," I thought.

"You like coffee, blackman?" she was fronting her toughness.

"Yeah, if you spit in it," I winked. She looked me up and down with a wondering
look and went inside. The clerk-cum-student asked our order. Keiko stood in
front of me.

"Nicaraguan #2 black grande," I perceived she was a regular.

"You got a big cock?" she asked, like she was asking for time.

I looked at the clerk who looked at her, and then at me. Fuck, I hate being put
on the spot. "What do you call big?" I swelled up over her to let her know she
was not big.

"Anything over 8 inches, unless it's 7 and real fat. Wouldn't you think?" She
looked to the clerk, who was sorry to be stuck in this conversation... I'm sure
she only wanted to make coffee and go home.

"Yeah, I got a big cock," I sighed.

"Tiazzi," she told the clerk. I was ready to laugh... the poor clerk.

Afterwards, sitting in back by the restrooms, I asked her, "So what's the deal
with my cock?"

"I just needed to know what to order for you," she answered.

"Let me guess... Guys that are hung drink Tiazzi?" I assumed such, because she
was drinking the black Nicaraguan and I had the sweet special.

"No, Brudda. Guys with big dicks that I wanna make my bitch, drink Tiazzi." She
threw back a huge swallow of coffee.

Damn, I thought...she's gonna make me her bitch...Now that's a new one on me.

"I never been somebody's bitch, before," I laughed.

She didn't. She exhaled slowly like she was being patient with me.

"Look into my eyes." She stared in my eyes. I looked into the caramel deep
seeing a serious woman, unyielding, determined. Then, I felt her hand on my
groin, resting softly. I didn't look down at it. Feeling that she wanted to
distract me, I searched her eyes for meaning. It was as though she was either
reading my mind or perhaps writing it, because I could feel myself getting
aroused. I tried not to wince, but maybe my eyes adjusted focus into her other
eye... I could feel her all over me, but what was I feeling... her spirit,
psyche, lust?
I was now rock-hard with all available space in my pants removed. I wanted to
kiss her, feel her tongue around mine... I could feel her hand softly resting
on my turgid cock... but something was trying to get my attention. Like
noticing a vehicle swerving in my lane through my peripheral vision, I was
being warned of something...

"You know what you're doing?" I questioned, not breaking our embrace of the
eyes.

"Got doubts?"...and there was no smile. I knew I'd better figure this out and
quick or I was gonna be on the down side of whatever's happening. I just
couldn't fathom her game, but it's got something to do with her hand on my
cock. Oh well, when in doubt... flip the script.

"Unzip my pants," I was stern and wore my poker face. She twisted the position
of her hand a few degrees and fingered my zipper down without taking her hand
off my hardness. I still needed more room...my cock was horribly bent inside my
pants.

"Use you left hand and unbuckle my pants. Release my cock." I could almost make
out a smug satisfaction on her face. I imagined the staff of Starbucks peeking
from behind the stacks of chic mugs and Biscotti, but I refused to break eye
contact sans reproche. She complied with a grace only an ambidextrous whore
could manage and still look sensual. My cock leapt under my boxers, restricted
only by waistband and her ever-present palm... I was loving this... at
Starbucks!

"Yooshu suru!" I commanded. She pulled my cock out exposing it down to the base
stroking its full length slowly. As I watched she licked her pale lip-sticked
lips making them glisten. Sliding off her chair she bent down into a crouched
position like a mountain cat watching the cock's last act of defiance before
reaching his final destination. Her head seemed to vibrate with tension above
my crotch.

"Goukan!" She inhaled loudly engulfing my cock with her mouth, sucking loudly
and moaning to high heaven. This was not gonna last long. Either someone is
gonna call 911-1Adam12... See the tiny woman with her face impaled on a huge
cock... or see the man who's gonna blow a huge nut of air in front of the
Starbucks midnite crew!

"Migi!" She slobbered up and down the right side of the shaft. I could feel her
saliva running down my nuts and my boxers moistening.

"So des!" I groaned. I noticed the low key remarking in the background.. People
were starting to mumble and concern themselves with our salacious behavior. I
even got a rebel yell of approval from some leather stars-n-bars wearing
fool... but he had it right.

"Hidari!"

"Yesssss..." Now she sucking the left side down to and including my left nut...
Man... she's good. The way she jacked my spit-shined cock made me realize that
she was a pro and not just out to jerk me off for attention. Her slobber spewed
all over my pants and shirt-no wonder she was wearing a damn vinyl cum coat,
this bitch was tight and I felt my loins getting ready to testify.

"Sa-ti sukedachi..." I'm ready to blow my load. She engulfed my stiff cock down
to the base, something I've never see a minority much less an Asian do, and
fucking grunted suction in the gaps where she couldn't get my ball sac in! I
grabbed her head and forced it down on my cock to hermetically seal my cock in
her mouth-Fuck her air supply! I humped and twisted her head while she screamed
as whatever jizz I had left filled her throat.

"Fuck... Yes! Ohhhhhh Uhhhhhnnnnn! Don't spill a fucking drop!" I screamed
among the cheers and hollers. She either passed out or relaxed after I had cum
to fruition. She went limp...and so did I... so to speak. I pulled her head and
shoulders up and she wheezed with air in her open mouth. Wet face and hands she
refocused and zip me up.

"Ikimasho!" I picked her up in my arms and quickly pushed through the crowd. My
goodness, what a crowd that had gathered, and stepped to the bike. I put her on
back and jump started the V-Max to the tune of our new fans cheering.

She lived a few blocks away and I noticed Fumiko on the balcony when we pulled
up. Keiko jumped off the bike and with her back to Fumiko slipped me the
tongue. Thankfully, it tasted like black coffee...no pun intended.

"We fuck tomorrow, nigger," she laughed and ran upstairs to her apartment. I
watched as Fumiko went inside and I pulled out... It would be a long cold drive
home.

"Home at last..." I pulled into my spot, cut the ignition, and dismounted. I
was exhausted.

Walking around to my condo, I failed to notice a cop eyeballing me as fished
out my keys and fumbled for the deadbolt key. I opened the door, went in and
locked the door behind me... when the knock came...

"Nok, nok, nok" It was a little to loud for 1am.

"Who the hell can that be?" I wondered as the words formed silently on my lips.

"Police. Open up," he called.

"Oh shit... What did I do?" I searched my head through all the illegal shit I'd
done but not gotten caught for..."Just a second..." I looked around to see if I
had any pictures of naked animals laying around. I opened the door to see a
motorcycle cop standing in my threshold.

"Can I come it?" he asked.

I nodded. "Sure."

"I got a complaint from Mayvis Fonda-Cox about you spending too much time
around her daughter," he coughed out a little embarrassment.

"Uhhh, I believe her daughter is of legal age," I mentioned.

"That's correct, however, I live next door to her on the other side and she
asked me to mention it too you when I was on duty... I told her I would," he
confided.

"I thought Ms. Mann lived next to her... are you her husband?" I asked. He
removed his shades and helmet...and "Oh my gawd!" I whispered. "Alma Mann!"

"Yep it's me," she said. "I know it's hard to tell with the helmet and shades,
plus I drop my voice a couple octaves for intimidation... but its me." I looked
her up and down. The Susan Powder haircut, a hint of breast behind the vest,
and the fat ass were a dead giveaway now that I'm looking. Flattery time!

"Well shit, now that I recognize you, you look great in uniform." Big smile.

"Thanks. Basically, I just told her I'd mention it to you... about her
daughter, you know," she looked serious.

"Yeah, I know. It just happened. She invited me in and I guess I got caught up
in the music and booze." I humped my shoulders sheepishly. "I'll apologize to
her again, tomorrow. I hope I haven't taken too much of your time with this
embarrassing situation," I offered.
"No problem, I'm off duty and I can't go straight to bed after working a 12 to
12 shift. Usually I have a couple screwdrivers and some movies before I can
unwind enough to sleep," she confided. She was smiling and seemed nice about
it.

"Close the door," I said. "I got some Charodei and juice if you'd care to take
a seat and chew the fat." I went to the kitchen.

"Cool." She closed the door.

I yelled from the kitchen. "I just came from Starbucks and I've got a caffeine
high going... so I'm gonna be up til dawn."

"You were at Starbucks?" she questioned. I was walking into the living room
with a couple of hi-ball glasses and $40 bottle of Charodei Vodka when I saw
the look on her face. Accusation.

"Yes, I was... why?" I feigned ignorance.

"As I went off duty, I heard dispatch take a call about a black man and a
oriental woman engaged in a lewd and lascivious act in there. You know anything
about that?" She scanned my face for the lying distortion.

"Well, I believe the 5th amendment provision requires that I not confirm nor
deny any cognizance of the aforementioned activity." I held out a glass for
her.

"Good enough for me." She took the glass and I filled it a quarter with OJ and
the rest with Charodei. "You have great tastes," she added after sipping her
glass.

"I agree," I said, lightly undressing her with my eyes. She blushed.

"Uh-huh..." she coyly acted like she wasn't buying it.

I drank deeply and exhaled moderately loud. "Damn that's good," I professed. I
smiled at her across the sofa, and she was starting to smile that silly smile.

"Mind if I loosen up?" she asked.

"I wouldn't want you any other way... I mean, I wouldn't have it... you know
what I mean." My tongue was getting ahead of me. I looked into her eyes and she
laughed. Standing up she unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it into the Queen
Anne, following up with the vest. I stood and stripped to my boxers.. She was
now in a sticky tank top looking quite nippilishious.

"I hope you don't mind. I wanna get comfortable." Yeah, I actually did want to
get comfortable. It was late and I was beyond giving a fuck.

"Nope." She took another gulp, emptying the glass. "Refill!" she yelled.

"Bullshit," I said. "Make yourself at home and everyone here is self-served." I
gestured my hand indicating the entire condo.

"Hmph! I will," she said filling her glass. After a swig, she sat and removed
her knee high motor boots, then her pants topped the pile. I noticed her
panties were wet too.

"You'll have to excuse my nasty appearance," she couldn't really blush at this
point so she just stated the facts. "Riding a motorcycle makes me really horny
and sometime if I hit the right series of bumps, I'll come, " she winked.

"Same here. A bumpy road has my cock rock hard for miles, and I'm there with
this hard-on and no where to put it," I chuckled.

"Well not tonight, cowboy," she slid across the sofa and grabbed my neck and
forced her tongue down my throat. Tasting like a mixture of old pussy and
vodka, I wondered where she'd been-on duty! I slid my right hand over her
nipple and pulled a little, whereupon she moaned in my mouth. Pulling away she
licked her lips to taste me.

"When I suck your cock will it taste like sushi?" she giggled.

"I had you figured for a sushi-lover," I showed shock on my face for what just
slipped out of my mouth. She kept giggling.

"I am. Can't you taste Mayvis?" she looked at me seriously. "You fucked her
today. You raped her ass!" I now wore a fresh sheet of worry across my face.
"Oh don't worry about it. I rape her ass too! Although I was a bit jealous when
she told me... so I figured I come over and make her jealous." She grabbed my
soft cock and started kneading and stroking it.

"A great fuck for you, and a once a year sperm cocktail for me." I could sense
she really wanted try fucking a man. My cock was rising once again. She
perpetuated my massive cock as a symbol of male joy within her mouth.

"Hmmmmpph... Caaaaackkk!" She sucked slowly and deliberately.

"Aaaahhh"

"Thaaaatttsss Gooooood..." I moaned. I grabbed her hair and started pump my
cock in and out of her mouth. With a nice rhythm going, I noticed her fingering
her ass using a ringed middle finger. "Whoa..." I said.

"Hmmmm?" She answered. I reached for some vaseline and lubed her crack.

"Yummmm," Or that's what I thought she moaned. I had a hard time fingering her
ass from the position I was in, so I pulled her face off my cock.

"I wanna dig in that ass!" I responded to her wet-mouthed look of confusion.

"By all means." She kicked up her legs and held herself apart by holding the
backs of her knees while balancing up on her back against the sofa's middle
crease. I quickly jumped under her uplifted ass, inserting my cock slowly in
the overlubed asshole and crack.

"I hope I don't slide off," I joked.

"Fuck that! Just force your way in, like you did this afternoon! I couldn't
watch you fuck Mayvis, but I sure as hell wanna watch you ream my ass!" She was
ecstatic and licking those carpet-munching lips. "Fuck me, you bastard!"

"Yeah!" I could feel the pain in my lats, but damn that, I was trying to break
this ho's ass! The humping and repetition was really taking a toll on my worn
out member, but despite the pain I'm determined to rip this ass!

"Damn baby, you got a tight ass!" I looked at her pain-filled face and she was
enjoying every ass-ripping moment.

"Fuck that ass baby! Fuck that ass! Ohhhhh Fuuccccckkk Me!" She was furiously
rubbing her clit, and if she doesn't come soon, I think, she's gonna break it
off for good! I spit on my fingers and started massaging her pussy lips and
fingering inside for her Gspot. "Ohhhh Yessss! Yeah you fuck! You perp Fuck!"
She was getting out of hand. "Fuck my ass! OhhhhhhUhhhhnnnnnn..."

It really was too much for me... like being in a porno movie or book. I
couldn't hold it any longer and... "Oh...Ahhh...Uhhhh Yeahhhhhhh!"

I bucked every last drop of cum, air, and electricity I had in her ass. I
literally lost my mind humping that ass, I think my cock was soft and I was
still humping and sliding in and out of her crack.

"Fuck," she said, wiping a huge glob of who-knows-what from her ass forward to
her cunt, making her pussy look like it was shampooed with furniture wax.
Putting a finger in her mouth she sucked the flavor with a smile.

"That's definitely not sushi." I laughed and she giggled for a few minutes, not
quite getting a full laugh but enjoying the irony. She collapsed in a heap of
sweat, cum, and saliva based lumpy coagulants. I wondered if it was gonna come
out of the carpet or for that matter the sofa.

Alma had already thrown on her tank top, and rested back on the Queen Anne with
her pudendum hanging out-hopefully not dripping on the carpet, but who knew!

"I sucked, been fucked, and I'm ready to shit a load of cum," she laughed out
loud. "I'm going home, motherfucker." She smacked her face to wake herself up
and then started collecting up her clothes.
I went into the kitchen again and grabbed my half liter of Gatorade. I was
thirsty. I took a deep swig of the Gatorade, drooling copious quantities down
my chin and neck. I felt so dehydrated, like I'd done a summer marathon. I
exhaled fatigue.

"You can let yourself out whenever you're ready."

I fell back on the sofa, eyes closed and exhausted... dreaming of baseball,
taxes owed, and ugly women. With a smile on my face I came, I conquered, I came
again.

...Not the end.
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