"Aye girl, shut the fuck up, all that moanin, whatchu doin trien to have the police get called", I said repeatingly as it seems she was not getting the point.
But shit I ain't even gone lie, I was putting in work on shawdy without even breaking a sweat. She was already wet as fuck before I even touched my tongue to her clit. She tasted like nothing but sugar candy dripping down my tongue.
She knew her role as a side chick, just to come over, give me what I wanted and leave, nothing more, nothing less.
She had good pussy, I ain't even gone lie, her's was almost better than my mains. But her's wasn't the best. It aint nothin to be able to make your pussy wet, thats why I was still waiting on that miracle pussy that would change my way of living. That would take me off these streets. I was beginning to feel like that girl wouldn't exist, as many girls as I been with. I give head up to 8 times a week. Don't worry, I'm clean.
Everybody at Woodward Highschool knew me and my reputation. I was a senior that stood a tall 5'11, blasian, long black hair with a tape line, tongue game better than any nigga trien and the best drug dealer on my block. Shit, who wouldn't know about me, all you had to do was ask who's daddy ja....
"Daddy Jaz, Daddy Jaaaaaaaz", the random girl in Jaz's bed moaned. By this time I had already pulled out my strap-on.
"That's right, say my fuckin name bitch", I said.Any other girl I was having sex with probably woulda slapped my ass if I called them a bitch, but Vivica was different, she liked it ruff.
"Oh My Gooooood",She moaned for the last time.
"Damn, finally",I said in relief to focused in the moment of making her cum that I didn't realize she had just turned my floor into an international slip-n-slide.
"Fuck Vivica, help me clean this up", I yelled.
"Relax baby, we can just clean it up after round two", she said.
"Round two? Fuck no you got me fucked up, I gotta get ready for my girlfriend to come over and meet my parents tonight",I said "And chill with that baby shit" .
"Well you shoulda thought about all that before you made my pussy your dinner", she said hysterically.
"The fuck, get the fuck out my house, and take the back door like you usually do, acting like its hard for me to get new pussy", I yelled.
"Fine, fuck you Jaz", she replied.
"You just did, forgot that quick, cause its obvious my damn floor didn't, fuck out my face bruh",I said. "And don't bring yo ass back here again Vivica".I was completely done with that argument. I hope she ain't think I was gonna beg for her ass to stay, I had plans to get ready for.
After cleaning up the mess that Vivica's ignorant ass ain't help me clean up, I go take a shower. The warm water from the shower hits my naked body, it seems that every time this happens I forget all the troubles and worries that go on around me. I grab my Axe Dark Temptation Shower Gel and wash off all the sweat that I had managed to get on my body from fooling with Vivica.Afterwards I grab my black bathrobe and go to my room. As soon as I opened the door all I smelled was sex. I wasn't concerned though, I knew no one besides myself would be in my room tonight. Tonight's dinner was not like an every night dinner, everyone would be dressed in their best formal outfits, including myself.
I ironed my best black suit and put it on, along with a silky red tie, a red belt, red shoes, and of course a red Rolex. I have no one else to thank for all this except my druglord Kenny, i met him through my girlfriend. Before I met him, I couldn't even afford my own pair of Reeboks, now I'm buying Jordans and Rolies. Since tonight is all fancy, my parents wanted me to cook a more traditional dinner rather than going out to some restaurant or ordering take-out. They wanted me to show off my skills.
For dinner I prepared dumplings, sushi, teriyaki shrimp and chicken, and jasmine rice. Just call me Chef-Boy-R J. My parents finally came in the house. Mom was wearing her blue formal dress and dad's suit complimented her dress nicely. It was only 7pm.
Now we had to wait until 8 for my girlfriend, Kayla, to arrive.*An hour pasts*
*Ding, dong*
I open the door and its Kayla, wearing and all red dress that stopped at her knees. One of the things I liked about her was that she matched my fly. But at that moment I ain't want her to match me at all. I wanted to get her naked. I tried to invite her into my home but I began to stutter.
"K..Ka...Kayla, would you like to umm...", I froze.
"Would I like to come in", she asked. She would act smart at a moment like this. "Yea", I said with a smile. I shut the door. "Mom, Dad, this is Kayla".
"How beautiful you are", says my mom.She ain't never lied Kayla was fine as hell, she was only 4'10, with long curly brown hair, she was a blasian like me, and had an ass big enough for four hands.
"Thank you, its nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson", Kayla replied. The house began to get quiet.
" Well we aren't going to stand around all night right, because I did make us dinner", I said.Everyone laughed and we walked to the table, I pulled Kayla's chair allowing her to sit down. She sat down in a sexual way only i could see, rubbing her ass on the chair like it was me.
"Thank you baby", she said.
"No problem", I replied. We began to eat dinner.
"oh my gosh, babe this taste amazing, I never knew you could cook", she said astonished.
"Yea, well there's a lot you Dont know about me", I replied.See, me and Kayla ain't really been going out that long, just four months. But I never let a girl meet my parents, the only reason she did is because her annoying ass kept nagging me about it. Besides, I knew me and her was gonna be temporary anyways.
The only reason I wanted her is because all the niggas in school wanted her, really I wanted a virgin, they're innocent when it come to sex. But kayla got wet just the same, plus i was the first girl she had ever been with so I figured if I showed her what my tongue do and what my strap do, then I could turn her and her pussy out. Make her see what she could be missing."Is it good",I asked.
"Its delicious, I honestly have nev....", she says before she's interrupted.*BOOM BOOM BOOM*
Everyone looks toward the door."Jaz, sweetheart could you see who's at the door", asks my mom. "Sure mom", I replied.
"JAZ OPEN THIS MUTHA FUCKIN DOE"I pause before getting to the door, in my head I'm thinking, "Who the fuck knocking on my door".
But I simply say "Who is it"."DON'T PLAY JAZ, YOU WAS JUST EATING MY PUSSY THREE HOURS AGO".
Fuck. Its Vivica.
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Lust Over Love( Uncompleted)
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