Jug and Finesse

Boulder

Shantii P.O.V.

I jumped up, "Bitch you're getting cut off!" I screamed, screwing up my face. She looked at me crazy, but Keshina smiled. She knew I was joking.

"If you do not tell me the details!" I continued, jumping excitedly into her lap. Her face fell into a wide grin, she tucked her lips into her mouth before tapping her chin.

"I have no clue where to start," she said finally.

"Bitch..start at the part when you tell us where it happened at," Keshina suggested.

"Oh it was yesterday, at the band-" before she could continue I interrupted.

"Pleaaaase do not say bando. It sounds so stupid, 'I was in the bando', see?" I shook my head.

"Bitch bye we don't have time for you, what is she supposed to say? Trap house?" Keshina rolled her eyes.

"That sounds worse!" I interjected.

"Can y'all shut the fuck up, ruining my story!" Sharanda smacked her lips.

"You're right, go ahead," I slid out of her lap.

"Okay so, yes we were in that living room thing, but all of us were there. I asked him if there was anywhere else we could go for some privacy and there was. He took us to this room and it was all set up, as if he just knew he was gon get some booty that night," she paused.

I laughed and leaned my chin on my palm. I waited patiently for her to get to the good part.

"So we started out kissing and stuff, and he was taking his clothes off and I was taking my clothes off..and then..he started getting lower. I was scared but it wasn't a 'oh my God, I don't want to do this' scared but more of a 'I hope I'm good'. He put all those worries to rest as soon as his tongue reached my honey pot, let me tell youuuuuu," she paused again to catch her breath.

"You extra," Keshina bust out laughing.

"Ugly too, girl let's go, finish," I pressed.

"I felt like my eyes was going to roll out my head, it was that good," she zoned out, day dreaming about it while telling us.

"Did it hurt?" I asked.

"I'm almost there, hold on. Where was I?" she asked.

"Um something about honey pot," Keshina jogged her memory.

"Oh yeah, and then instead of going straight to popping my cherry, he got up and was about to put his clothes back on. Like he dead got up and thought it was over. He had no intentions on taking it all the way. Once I told him I wanted all of him, he kept asking was I sure. And I was," she stopped again.

"Why this bitch keep stopping!" Keshina grunted.

"I'm building suspense hoe, don't ruin it," Sharanda spoke before continuing.

"You would think he sticks his dick in me next? Wrong. He wasn't even worried about pleasing his self man. He popped it with his finger, it hurt like hell but I know, had he tried to push an inch in me I'd be ripped to shreds," she shook her head.

"I felt like I wasn't doing anything, like I was just sitting there. So I just, you know." Sharanda said, her face turned bright red.

"No we don't know. What'd you do? Suck his dick?" Keshina asked, with wide eyes. I snapped my attention back to Sharanda just in time to catch a look of disgust cross her face.

"Hell nah, I used my hands," she laughed. The girls' feelings about sucking dick are mutual. They believe it's dirty and claim it's something they'd never do.