NETFLIX & CHILL (Short Story)

Chapter 1: A lonely ass night alone

Chapter 1
A lonely ass night alone

"Ugh here I go again! Sitting here feeling lonely as fuck! With only me, and this TV with the same damn ol' reality shows. Single life sucks, especially if you are a lame woman like myself who doesn't have many girlfriends to go out to hang with. It seems like all I do is work, take good care of my handsome son, and lay in my bed and watching TV" she shakes her head. The tension was real tonight for this lonely woman, she was friendless, and most importantly, without some Dick. "What a life. This will be the perfect time to have a nigga that I can just lay up and chill with. A nigga that I can just lay my head on his muscular chest, while he rub and massage my ass. While we can just watch some good ass movies, or TV shows on Netflix. Ohhh god, is that so hard to ask!? But don't get me wrong though, I could easily pick up the phone and get any nigga over here.

Don't get it twisted though, I'm extremely picky as fuck! So i'm not just gone have just any nigga come thru. Cause i'm not a ugly female, so by far niggas gotta work to get my attention. I'm about 5,4 160, thick in the hips, with Honey Brown complected skin, with dimples in my cute baby face cheeks. And I got the type of fat ass that would make any nigga turn their heads. But as fine as I am, I'm still in this damn house alone and lonely as fuck. I dropped my son off at his dad's house for the weekend. Even though his ass wasn't there, of course, but I was greeted by his big -headed ass fiance, which if that bitch keep looking at me up and down one more time, I'm going to smack her ass. She looks at me like I still want that nigga, Ha! No Boo boo! I don't want that nigga, I had that, been there and done that. His dick was trash, and the nigga was nothing but a strain on my mental. It's all good, he's her problem now. Why you chose him to be your husband, I will never ever know, or want to know, but we take what we can get right Boo? Ughhhh! Usually I have no problem chilling at home kid free, but it's something about this night that got me feeling some type of way. My body is just so badly yearning for a man's touch. My sheets in my bed was so cold and I needed somebody to help me keep it warm.

Times like this, I usually would call my little friend with benefits, Kejuan to come by and dick me down. But he was more like a fuck friend with no benefits, because all he wanted to do is fuck and go. During a night like tonight, I needed more than that! Much more than that quick shit. What I need is more like a cuddle buddy. Not someone to just fuck my brains out, and then disappear into the night like a ghost. Besides, the last time Kejuan was over here that nigga pissed he fuck me off. But before he pissed me off, he fucked me so good! Mmmm, just a thought of it made me just clinch my covers in between my legs. That nigga came through without saying a word, he just lifted me up and threw me on the bed. Slowly he lifted up my dark purple and black lace nightgown, and then pulled my panties to the side. And with his long alien-like tongue, he licked and sucked my clit until my body started to quiver. Mmmm! He was eating my pussy so good that I wrap my thick legs around his head so he could have suffocate my pussy. The slurping that came from his mouth was like music to my ears. His tongue twist & twirled around my clitoris like he was licking the ice cream cone. Oooh! Kejuan! Kejuan! Kejuan! That Nigga could have me screaming for hours. Once he was done tasting this sweet pussy of mine, he then stood up overshadowing me with his 6ft tall muscular chocolate body. Hanging below was a solid hard long 10 inch dick having a meeting between my legs to hit the target which was my wet pussy. Mmmm damn! The way he slid that long dick inside of me, and started to work it in deep, I couldn't do nothing but tightly embrace his muscular waste and moan out loud to the top of my lungs. Kejuan was a 6 ft tall dark chocolate nigga, and knew exactly what to do with the 10-inch tool that God blessed him with.

He had a ball head, with a ridiculously long fully grown beard. Ha ha! I love his thick ass curly beard, so much that I love the way how my pussy juices gets tangled up in his beard after he tastes these sweet sweet juices. He always claims that I'm the only one he's fucking, but I'm no fool. I know he's got many hoes this side of town. But I always tell him to just keep it real, because all I want from him is dick. But in the midst of him fucking my brains out, I noticed his phone kept ringing. I Tried my hardest to ignore the ringing, but it was starting to get irritating. Especially with dat fucking Stir Fry song as his ringtone. While he was fucking me, I kept noticing that the phone was starting to disrupt him from being into me. I was getting pissed off with that fucking phone and his non attention having ass. Like I could have been watching Grey's Anatomy by then if he wasn't going to deliver on his usual agreement and that would have been way worse. But he ignored it, got his nut in and I came as well. He then went to my bathroom to wash up and then before I knew it, the phone started to ring again. Then a text message came through on his phone. I'm really not the type to be snooping in anyone's phone, but something in me said take a look. So I said fuck it! and I did. Then to my fucking surprise, I read the text message saying........."Hey baby! Are you still coming over tonight when your done". I jumped from my bed holding my blanket up against my body. So I was like saying to myself like "What the fuck! TONIGHT! WHEN YOUR DONE! So this dirty, dog, whore of a nigga, is going to see another bitch right after he gets done with ME! I cussed his black ass the fuck out, and told him he would never get or even taste this sweet ass pussy ever again! It's a never call or try to come over my house again. Ughhh! Niggas ain't shit! That's why I'm laying here lonely as fuck! A pop on Netflix and I stroll through the different movies and TV shows which there was a bunch of them that I wanted to watch. But I still felt this emptiness and yearning for someone to watch them with me. Then suddenly a great idea popped in my head to make this lonely night easier. I decided to get up out my bed, slipped on this t-shirt with my fitted workout yoga pants and headed out to the store to grab a bottle of wine--the biggest bottle they had. Yeah that would do the trick! I may be lonely tonight, but at least I'll be drunk!