The dinner came to a quick end when I finally had enough courage, after four apple martinis, to announce to the DuBois family that they had a grandson, my son, Phillip DuBois, Jr. I think I remember saying it right before I asked Lauren to pass me the cranberry sauce. While the turkey flew, I managed to grab my overnight bag and take a Greyhound bus back to Wheatley. Revenge ain’t always sweet.
After graduation, I married a nice “safe guy” who works as a bank manager in Wheatley. I just got tired of the drama, the lies, and the bullshit. My husband respects me and is a good father to PJ. Every year we drive PJ to Lake Vista to spend the summer with his dad. On the long drive back to Wheatley, I always look out the car window, think about Xavier, and wonder, what if?
Discovery
Sha’ron
Watching him in the shower was making her reconsider waiting. He’d been a perfect gentleman with her—wining and dining her and treating her with the utmost respect. But the sight of his enormous dick brought on an orgasmic tingle throughout her body. It was huge! The tightness of his body confirmed that with each thrust, she’d reach new heights of pleasure. With this thought, her hand unknowingly found the center of her throbbing excitement. She was reluctant to move it away, but did so out of fear he would notice she was there.
As he turned in full view of her, she caught sight of what this fine, virile man had to offer. A gasp escaped her at her discovery. She was caught. He turned to her with a look of shock and seduction. He didn’t acknowledge her right away, but instead began to stroke his manhood to tease her.
She couldn’t believe what he was doing. She could not believe her virgin eyes. He slowly stepped out of the shower and walked past her to his room. He knew she was watching him with her mouth wide open. He knew she wanted him. She wanted him to fuck her, but didn’t know how to tell him. He would continue the game just a little while longer. Hell, she’d made him wait almost three months.
When she finally came in the room behind him, the Prince CD was still playing softly in the background. The seductive voice singing “Do Me Baby” made her blush. A mischievous grin crossed his face. Damn!
She looked so sexy. She had showered before him. Now she wore these skimpy ass shorts and a tank top. He didn’t think he was going to be able to play this game with her any longer. She was making his dick hard.
Shit! He couldn’t hide what he was feeling.
By the time he turned around to wal
k over to her, she was lying there watching him. She was bold at this point, and didn’t turn her head away in embarrassment. Instead she slowly crawled to the end of the bed and met his manhood, mouth to skin. A moan escaped him. He didn’t realize how much tension he had built up. He wanted her so bad. Three long months he’d watched her erotic walk, listened to the seductive way she read her poems to him. He wanted her.
She started by sucking the tip, but as she became more comfortable, she took it whole. Oh, my God! He couldn’t stand it any longer. He bent over, grabbed her by the waist, and flipped her over onto her stomach. He sensed she wanted to say something, so he quickly covered her mouth with the fullness of his lips.
Dag, this brotha has some sexy-ass lips, she thought.
Her breasts were very subtle. He took care to suck each one just the same. With this, she felt the throbbing begin again between her legs. He worked his way down to her clit. He began by teasing it with his tongue, which made her moan uncontrollably. Shit, if I would’ve known he could eat pussy like this, I would’ve surrendered a long time ago.
As if he’d heard her thoughts, he began a more forceful sucking motion. He came up and looked her in those beautiful eyes, which attracted him to her since day one, and slowly glided himself into her soft, wet flesh. “Ahhhhh!” came a loud moan from the both of them. He had never made love to a virgin before. The tightness just overwhelmed his big, massive dick. She thought she was going to faint as he became more in tune with her pussy, thrusting in and out with long, slow, and easy strokes. “International Lover” was playing now. The song was at the end, the part where the song comes to a climax.
He didn’t want to stop. He wanted to come with her. He wanted to bring her as much pleasure as she had brought him in these past three months. If she only knew how much he enjoyed her being around.
Shit, I can’t hold it any longer.
Just as he was about to explode into her womanhood, he felt the initial sporadic contractions of her walls against his dick. She screamed his name and dug deep into his back, and he let go of what he was waiting for for too long. They caressed each other well into the night. The only communication was through the explorations of their bodies and from moans of pleasure.
He woke early the next morning with a sense of excitement. He had the sensation of being aroused. His hand found its way down to his penis. Damn, it was hard as a rock. At the shock of this discovery, he opened his eyes to find out that she had beat him to it.
She was now working her tongue down his thigh. She felt that he had awakened; she knew this technique would do the trick. She looked up at him and just smiled as she continued to tease him with her tongue, making her mouth very familiar with the anatomy of his dick. When she sensed he’d reached the point of eruption, and she was at the point where she could no longer contain herself, she rose and lowered herself onto his dick. She believed she had gotten the hang of it. After all, they did go at it all night.
When he glanced at her, he had a slight grin on his face. He knew he had her with the first stroke he gave her last night. It turned him on that she liked it so much that she would just take it. That’s the kind of woman he liked. The kind that wasn’t afraid to go for the dick. He was a little reluctant to admit that she had whipped it on him also.
The tightness of her pussy was all the reassurance that he needed to know that this woman was his. No one had sampled the sweet juices that came almost instantaneously with just a touch from his tongue. No one had nursed from the hardness of her nipples. No man had shown her how capable a man could be in pleasing a woman or the many discoveries of pleasure.
The Fourth of July
Jai
Tonight was the big night, the party of summer. It was our annual Fourth of July BBQ. We had about twenty guests on the list for that day, and in all likelihood, every last one of the greedy bastards would be there. Every year it was off the hook. The party normally lasted into the wee hours of the night. Hell, half the time we ended up having to kick people out with our famous saying, “You don’t have to go home, but you have to get the fuck outta here.”
“Yo, Jay. Dammit, nigga, I know you hear me calling your deaf ass.”
Nikki was calling my name at the top of her lungs, making ignoring her damn near impossible.
I walked around the corner to where she was standing half-dressed. “Why in the hell are you yelling like you don’t have an ounce of sense?”
“Well, hell, if you’d answered me when I was calling your name like a normal person, then I wouldn’t have to yell for your ass in this big-ass house.”