Z-Rated (Chocolate Flava 3)
She moans louder.
“Tell me. He isn’t giving you the dick like this, is he?”
“Uh …”
“That nigga probably gotta little-ass dick, doesn’t he?” I thrust my dick up into her, stabbing at the roof of her pussy. She matches my thrusts, slipping her tongue back into my mouth. She groans.
“Aaah … oooh … aaaaah.”
“This is my pussy now, baby,” I whisper in her ear.
She moans again.
“Tell me this good pussy’s mine.”
I suck on her earlobe, kiss her on her neck, her lips, then suck on her bottom lip. We fuck ’til we’re hot ’n sweaty; ’til she’s dripped and gushed and stained up my dick; ’til I’ve flooded my condom with a thick nut.
• • •
By Monday, I have Chocolate Beauty sprawled out naked on a beach towel at Playa Kenepa Chiki with me, one of my favorite island beaches. Weekends the small cove is packed, but on days like today, this gem of a beach is practically empty. Today, there’s only one other person out here, snorkeling.
Our bodies, slick and shiny with coconut tanning oil, are baking under the sun. Her succulent pussy lips are warm and sweet and sticky against my lips as I kiss and lick and tongue her slit. “Yeah, baby. You like that shit, don’t you?” I whisper in between wet tongue strokes.
She arches her back and moans. “Ohhhh, yesssss …”
I flick her clit, slipping my middle finger inside her slippery cunt. Her insides are hotter than the sun blazing on my muscled back. Yet, the ocean’s breeze cools my skin and defies the heat. My dick aches. And I can feel pre-cum seeping out of it. She begs me for the dick, and I oblige her.
“Open up for me, baby,” I urge, slow winding my hips into hers. She spreads her legs wider, invites me deeper into her wetness. I give her what she wants: deep, steady thrusts. Then ease my dick out to the head. “No, baby,” I whisper in her ear. I suck her earlobe. Tip drill her slit. I ease back and watch her pussy milk the head.
I plunge back in. Then pull back out. Watch as her juices coat my dick. I plunge back in again.
She gasps. Reaches for me, tries to pull me into her. I grab her by the wrists, extend her arms up over her head, pinning her hands down into the white sand. “You want this dick?”
“Yes …”
“Then you’re gonna need to open up and release.”
She pants. “It is … I am. We are … oh, God, it feels so good. I am open …”
“Nah, I’m not talking ’bout your pretty-ass legs being opened.” I lift her left leg up and place it over my shoulder. “I’m talking ’bout you letting go. Release them inhibitions, baby.”
“I am … uhhhh … I have … mmm … how do you want me to open up?”
“Let your pussy enjoy this dick. Let me please your pussy.”
“Ooooh … my pussy is pleased.”
I thrust harder. “You sure?”
“Oh, yes … my pussy’s … so … fucking … pleased … mmmm … aaah … you make my pussy feel sooooo good …”
Her cunt muscles clamp around my dick.
I grip her by the hips, and under the heat of the Caribbean sun, pound her pussy, until it is quivering and erupting into multiple orgasms, coating my dick. She yells out, not caring who hears her. She begs and pleads for me to keep fucking her with this dick.
Yeah, this beauty will return to the States in two days well-fucked. And on them lonely nights when she’s lying in bed, feeling alone next to her hubby, her thoughts will drift back to her time here on the island of Curaçao being fucked under the sun. She’ll smile, always remembering the Pussy Pleaser.
The Brother