Authors: Xander Daniels
“Not a full mistake. It’s just a little soon for me,” I wasn’t making him work for it as much as I was really uncomfortable with sex, and my body.
“I’m a man that’s used to getting what he wants.”
“And you will.”
“I’m not used to being told I need to wait for things.” He said grimly.
“No, I don’t imagine you are, but, you know what they say: good things come to those who wait.” I tried to smile.
“It was good,” he paused, “you certainly ain’t lyin’ ‘bout that,” he said with a smirk.
Don’t get me wrong, we had still fooled around some but, nothing too serious. I couldn’t believe this beast of a man was really into me. I doodled his name all through my notebooks, and took a little time to myself in the shower when Tamika was at class. Just a little chance to relieve a bit of the pressure that was building up.
We’ve been on six dates. And tonight, he’s taking me to a St. Cecilia, a fancy Italian restaurant. Cruising in his Bentley, I teased him a bit.
“Maybe tonight, Ev.”
“What tonight?”
“You know.”
He was trying to play it cool, but I could tell it was driving him wild. “Oh, I’m not even worried about that.”
“Well maybe you should be.” I smiled.
“Girl, a man’s dick isn’t something to be trifled with.”
I reached over and grabbed his cock through his jeans. “I’m not trifling.”
“You still hungry.”
“Hungry for something.” I pointed at the road. “Ev, watch it.”
“If you keep doing what you’re doing, I’m going to have to pull over.”
I kept stroking his cock, I could feel it grow in size. He pulled over into a parking lot, and I jumped on his lap. I was stroking his dick through his jeans, and rubbing up against him hard. His lips were on my neck, and then he started unbuttoning my shirt, forcefully pushing my bra down below my tits. He started working my nipples, in his mouth with one, and with his thumb and forefinger with the other. I started to moan. I could feel his cock getting stiffer, but being kept from reaching its full magnitude by his jeans. I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, and unzipped his pants. I could see his cock nearly busting from his briefs. He looked at me questioningly and I kissed him hard. I rode his dick hard through his briefs, grinding my clit against his manly member. He grabbed my ample ass, and pulled me harder against his ever growing cock. I could feel his breath on my nipples, his strong hands on my hips, driving me down onto his cock. I reached down for the waistband of his briefs and tried to pull them down. I succeeded in liberating his head. A strand of precum extended from his tip to the waistband. I reached for his cock with my hand, and started stroking it quickly. His mouth was all over my neck, my nipples, my chest. The car windows were now totally steamed up and, I’m sure the car was starting to shake.
“Not here,” I heard Evens whisper. I paid no attention to what he was saying. I wanted him, now. I stroked his cock with more confidence, he was starting to groan. His eyes rolled back and then, he came in waves and waves onto his ripped abs. He looked at me and smiled through heavy lidded eyes.
“You hungry now?” I joked.
We made it just in time for our reservation. They were about to give it away when we walked through the door. The Maitre’ D looked impressed, and a little alarmed when Evens and I walked through the door.
“Ah, Mr. Philipeaux, we were just about too… but we will. Just give me a second.”
“Mr. Phillipeaux, I finally get a last name out of you,” I said smiling.
“I never told you before?” He said mischievously,
“Evasive would be a good word for it.” He tried to keep me out of his business, but, I knew what was going on. You don’t have to be a private investigator to figure out that he had what we’d call illegitimate income. He had been honest with me about being a drug dealer. He always paid in cash. Benjamins too, not small bills. And the Bentley he owned was the second one he owned, after he wrecked the first one. He bought it the very next day, in cash. I told him not to be too flashy, but, he told me he could do what he wanted.
The led us to our table. The restaurant was so fancy, with its hard wood floors, and open ceilings. I don’t even remember what I ordered, I just pointed and they brought me something. We sat there for the correct amount of time that we were supposed to and both had our food boxed up. I don’t know who was quicker getting to the car.
I had my hands at his cock the second he closed the door to his townhouse. I dropped to my knees and freed his dick. It bounced out, half erect, directly in my face. Fortunately, Tamika had given me some pointers with a banana. When I told her that I needed something bigger, she got a cucumber for me to practice on. I grabbed his cocked with my hand and started jacking him off. I worked his tip while milking it from the base. I could still taste the salty remnants of cum on his dick as I worked my tongue around in a circular motion. I could feel his cock getting harder in my hand as I continued to work his 8 inches to fully erect. I wet my hand to increase the feeling for him, and jacked him extra hard. He started to moan, and pulled me up to my feet.
We went up to his bedroom, and he laid me down on the edge of the bed. He gently started nibbling up my thighs again, like he had before. I had been waiting for a repeat performance of our first encounter. I pushed my thighs up into the air so he could remove my lace panties. Then he dove in extending his tongue deep inside me. Then he used two fingers to gently rub my swollen clit. I started to rock hard against him. Ecstasy was coming in waves for me, and I felt almost out of my body in some kind of way. It was more like I was possessed or something. I could hear myself starting to moan like an animal, deep a throaty, to the point that I had trouble telling where the noise was coming from. Then, he plunged a finger deep into me, then another, he was started tonguing my clit with a forceful, yet gentle caress. I was could feel the orgasm coming, but didn’t have the words to make Evens know. His fingers were plunging in and out of me with a quicker and quicker pace. And my breathing was getting shallow, my tits moving in rhythm with the rest of my body, and then I screamed. I screamed with the pleasure that I couldn’t provide on my own. My whole body shaking and spasming. My pussy drenched his fingers, and squeezed them tightly, as another wave of orgasm came. He kept working my clit to the point that I had to push him away, it had become so sensitive to the touch. He lifted his head, and smiled at me. I closed my eyes, and he rolled me over on my stomach. His strong hands lifted me effortlessly. I felt him reach for the zipper to my dress. He unzipped me, and I found the strength to stand up and step out of my dress.
I looked at myself in the full length mirror. All those years I had spent, wishing that I looked like the women in the magazines came rushing to my head. All those years comparing myself to the pretty girls at school. I started to feel like I was going to cry.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
“It’s just. I never thought…”
He must have been reading my mind, “You’re beautiful. What have I told you? You are gorgeous.”
He grabbed me from behind, and started to kiss my neck. I looked in the mirror and saw this beautiful man with his arms wrapped around me. What had I done to deserve this treatment?
“You sure you want to do this?”
There was no doubt in my head. I laid down on the bed and he positioned himself next to me. I felt his hand work it’s way from my tits down to my drenched pussy. I started to moan. I closed my eyes and felt his hot breath on my neck, then we was kissing me passionately, plunging his tongue deep into my mouth, and began suckling on my bottom lip. That was one of his moves. I felt his hand push my thigh outwards as he repositioned himself.
He eased the tip of his cock in. I’ve never felt such an electric shock go through my body. Watching this adonis of a man, and his magnificent member become one with me was all I had ever wanted. He looked at me. I spread my legs farther apart, and pulled him into me. I expected it to hurt, but it was only ecstasy as I took the full length of his cock deep into my wet pussy. He was kissing my tits, grabbing my ass, starting slow then working up to a pace. I watched the length of his cock slide in and out of me. His muscles rippling, his stomach heaving in ever increasing speed. His arm muscles flexed, as he pulled me towards him. I wrapped my legs around his back, and pulled him deeper and deeper into me. His pace quickened as he flipped us over. All of a sudden my hands were on his chest. His eyes locked on mine, my tits bounced up and down with every thrust. He grabbed my hips and pushed me down on his cock. He was controlling my entire body with his strong arms and hands. I closed my eyes and felt his cock going in and out of me, harder, deeper. I could feel another orgasm coming on with increasing speed. He thrust in and out, in and out, and I fell to his chest. He held me close to him, but never broke rhythm. He grabbed my ass hard, thrusting harder, his breath and pace speeding up to a pace that I couldn’t keep up with. My heart was racing. My pussy was aching, and then, and then. I thought it was me moaning, but, I came back to Earth to realize that it was him. His eyes locked with mine, and he bit his bottom lip. I could tell he was close, I was close. And then with an explosion that I could have never imagined, I came, and he came and we were coming, eyes staring deep into each others eyes. My pussy was clenching and spasming, squeezing every last drop out of his cock. I fell on his chest, exhausted, out of breath. I could feel his heart racing.
Tamika
This whole thing with Dom and Evens is getting to me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m proud of my girl, and happy for her too. It sounds like he treats her real good, but, I still haven’t met him. I mean, how weird is that? Sounds controlling to me. I asked Dom if Evens knew anybody that he liked set me up with. For some reason, I wasn't having the same luck in Atlanta that I was when I lived in Detroit. There was that one guy, but, I haven’t seen him since the night we nearly fucked. All of Dom’s talk about her time with Evens was making me want a man more and more. It was hard going from being the center of attention, to not getting much at all. Not that I didn't have plenty of other things to keep myself busy. My first semester in college was harder than I had anticipated. There were some cute guys in some of my classes, but for some reason, they didn't seem into me. That was a first. I even tried dressing in my skin tight jeans, and a sexy low-cut shirt. There was this one guy in my political science class and I even went as far as to push myself up against him, and batted my eyelashes I am. But I don't know if he's gay or what, but he wasn't into me. Dom said that Evens had a friend that he'd like to hook me up with. So, we decided to meet up for a double date. I didn't want to see all that lovey-dovey stuff between Dom and Evans though. I'm more of a hook up and then get on your way type of girl. I've never really let a man into my heart. It’s hard, when you have an experience like I do as your first experience.
Dom said Evans wanted us all to go out to some fancy Italian restaurant that Evens had taken her to. I told her that was fine as long as he was paying.
“You know he always pays,” she said.
The more that she told me about Evens, the less I trusted him. I knew that he was in the something shady, and it seemed like she was covering something up. I mean, how else do you get a Bentley? He's not the CEO some company, not at 22.
Evens picked us up in his Bentley. I've never ridden in the car like that before. When he rolled up, I got really excited. I mean really excited. But fortunately, Evens isn't my type.
When I got in the car, sir and asking him questions rapidfire. “Hey Evens, what is it exactly that you do?”
He seem to bristle at my question. “A little of this, a little of that. “
"Yeah, what exactly is this and that? “
"Boring stuff. You wouldn't be interested.”
“Try me, "I said with the deadpan expression on my face.
He looked at me in the rearview mirror, and smiled. "Stock trader. “
"Really? What firm?”
Dom spoke up, “Really T, what’s Evens business is his business.”
“Yeah, well. His business could affect you, so, you’re business is my business.”
“That’s a lot of business,” Evens said trying to make light of the situation. Then he tried to change the subject, “I think you’ll really like this friend of…” his phone started to ring. “hold up.”
He started speaking fast, in a way that I didn’t understand. It sounded like English, but, it wasn’t any kind of English that I’d ever heard.
He pulled up in front of the restaurant and motioned for us to go inside. He continued to talk on the phone. The way he was talking, and the look on his face suggested that something was wrong.
We walked into the restaurant and the maître d' was standing smiling at us. “Evening ladies, Miss Dominica. Will Mr. Phillipeaux be joining us this evening?”
“Yes, he’s just…”
“He had a phone call,” I interrupted.
“I see he made a reservation for four. Who else will be joining us this evening?”
“An associate of Mr. Phillipeaux.”
“An
associate
?” I asked Dom.
“Yes, a friend.” Dom said.