Cum For Me

by Ca$H

  “Who. Dis. Pussy. For?” He growled, thrusting inside with every word to make sure she heard and felt him.

  “It’s your pussy,” she cried.

  “Say it again.” He needed to hear it. It turned him on to know that he controlled her.

  “It’s yours!” she shouted.

  He grinned as he hunched over to massage her breast and he continued to bump and grind his python in then out, in and then out.

  When Teddy pulled his dick out, she stood up to face him with her hand buried between her legs, playing with her pearl.

  He stroked his black, glistening, hard as steel dick. “Who dat ass belong to?” he smirked.

  Delilah’s mouth dropped open and she began panting short breaths. She motioned for her bed, placing a pillow underneath her stomach. With her ass tooted in the air, she spread her cheeks, “Come see.”

  Teddy walked over to the bed and climbed in. He looked at her chocolate mounds and caressed them slowly before he allowed his spit to hit the bull’s-eye. He toyed with her clit from underneath and her back dipped into a deeper curve as a pleasure reflex.

  “Ohhhh,” she moaned.

  He pushed his thumb at the entrance of her ass as he continued rubbing the juices around her engorged clitoris with the other.

  “Tell me to fuck you,” he said in a sexy baritone voice.

  “Fuck me. Fuck my ass now!”

  “Awww, shit!” He reached for his throbbing dick and perched it at the opening, then he began easing it inside of her tight hole.

  “Owwww! Owww! Oooh!” she bit into the second pillow.

  “Take this dick, baby.” He massaged half of the dick already inside of her back and forth to loosen her up for the rest. “You’re Daddy’s good girl?” He slow stroked, pushing a little more in each time.

  “Uhn. Uhn.” She shook her head side to side. “I’m his nasty bitch. Now fuck me!”

  “Hell, yea!” With no further hesitation he pushed the rest of himself inside of her awaiting asshole.

  “Aaaahhhhhh,” she wailed at the acceptance of his full girth. “Fuck it like it’s your pussy, baby.”

  He instinctively grabbed a handful of her beautiful curly hair, pulled her head backwards and began fucking her as she’d instructed. She rotated her fingers over and inside of her pussy as he punished her from behind.

  “I want you to cum in my ass, baby. I want you to cum in my assssss,” she repeated over and over as she summoned her own orgasm.

  Teddy enjoyed dominating her. It was the greatest pleasure to know that he not only owned her heart, but her body as well.

  “You want me to bust off in that ass?” His breathing became labored and his pumps grew quicker.

  “Yasss! Yassssss!” she bellowed. “Cum For Me.”

  “I’m about to cum, baby. I’m gonna shoot this nut deep inside of you.”

  “Oh, shit! Do that shit!” Her pearl was on the verge of exploding, it had grown so large. “I’m ‘bout to cum. I’m ‘bout to cummmm. I’m cumming,” she sang in a high pitch.

  “Grrrrr,” Teddy roared as his machine gun let off round after round, blasting off inside of her. “Ahhhh, shit! Fuck!”

  As their releases came to an end, neither could breathe. He collapsed on top of her and kissed the nape of her neck.

  “Oh, I love you, Teddy.”

  “I love you too, Delicious.”

  After their breathing regulated, Delilah went into her adjacent bathroom. She got a soapy towel to wash both her and him off with.

  “Do you have it in you for another round?” she asked erotically.

  Teddy looked at his soldier saluting in response to her question. He grinned at it and then looked up at her. “What you think?”

  She giggled, jumped out of the bed to turn off the light and climbed on top of her stallion.

  If it hadn’t been for all the commotion Teddy and Delilah made, they would have heard the faint and uncontrollable noises of a man’s whimper a few feet away. Suede watched Teddy pour himself into Delilah as he died on the inside.

  He knew something was eerie the way Delilah had acted earlier. And when he stalked around her house long enough after she had put him out, he was able to see that eerie was named Teddy or Ohhh, I love you, Teddy, to be exact.

  He knew when he saw him partake of her goodness in the parking lot he should have confronted her fraudulence then. Instead, he tortured himself by following them inside of the club and then onto the restaurant.

  Suede was compelled to see what Teddy did differently than him which gave Teddy a chance at her love and him nothing but a big, dramatic show of lies.

  Suede was furious, enraged, and heart broken. Everything he had ever done had been for her and to see her genuine love for Teddy ripped at his soul.

  He’d blankly stared into the restaurant where he saw Delilah’s arms drop to her side like she was helpless under the spell of his kiss and that sent him overboard.

  Teddy just crossed lines that were off limits.

  Suede had hustled to his car and slammed the door once he’d gotten inside and pounded his hands against the steering wheel. He began crying because the thoughts that swirled in his head weren’t good. He sat there emotionally torn between two decisions.

  He wiped his eyes to clear his vision because he knew his answer. He was heading to Delilah’s place. He wasn’t sure what he would do once he got there, but he headed her way.

  Once inside, he disarmed the security system. Delilah was unaware he knew her code, she was unaware of a lot concerning Suede.

  He noticed her panties were lying in the middle of the floor and he shook his head in disgust as he picked them up and examined them through the strain of the seeping moonlight.

  Suede walked into her bedroom, switched on the light, and stared at her bed. He wondered if they were intimate, so he smelled her pillow. There was no scent of the man she was with on them, but that did little to comfort him because it was very clear Teddy had his sexual way with her before and he will again.

  He walked over to Teddy’s bag and was about to rummage through it before he heard them stepping inside. Quickly, he turned off the light and ran into her clustered walk in closet where he hid and heard more than he ever wanted to know.

  It was four a.m. when Teddy and Delilah were finally knocked out and he was freed from his six by six prison. He walked over to where she lay happily in his arms, staring angrily down upon them. He wanted to ask her so desperately why she couldn’t love him the way he loved her, the way she’d just loved Teddy? Instead, he turned around and left the room undetected.

  Quietly, he placed a hand on the front door lock to disengage it, but it was unlocked already. He thought nothing of it as he exited the house, his mind swirled with other contemplations.

  Suede jogged the two blocks to where his car was parked and peeled off into the dark of morning. Then five miles into his ride home he slammed on his brakes and shouted to the roof of his vehicle.

  “Fuccckkk!”

  He began burning with jealous fury. Flashes of their love making plagued his mind and he went ballistic.

  How the hell could his proposal be better than having a life with me? I was the one who loved her for better or worse, not him!

  “Him!” Suede growled.

  There was no way Suede was going to idly standby and watch his world dissolve. In his mind, she really loved him, and Suede was going to give her the uncrowded time to see it.

  After he cried hard, then laughed maniacally, he sped off with an agenda.

  A few days later…

  There has been a report that millionaire mogul, Theodore Champion, was found dead late Monday morning. More news at twelve.

  Delilah heard Lynn Carmichael, the reporter of Channel 13 News, tell the world that her fiancé was murdered. In a state of shock and disbelief, her glass slipped out of her hand, shattering upon impact against the wooden floor.

  “Noooooo!” She screamed hysterically.

  The end?


  Forbidden Desire

  By

  Autumn Kouture

  Chapter One

  I could not sit still. My kitty was jumping like she was wining at a game of double Dutch. I was having the worst time concentrating as I watched my boss pace back and forth enthralled in his full rant because all I could think about was my husband. I was the project manager for a Fortune 500 company, and my husband’s demanding job as head detective here in Chicago gave us both full schedules. But finally, we had a weekend off and at the same time.

  My mind drifted to us gripping hands and him giving me long deep strokes. I was ready to get home and fuck the shit out of him. I wanted to slide up and down his thick ass pole, watching its perfect length ease in and out of me. Ooh, just thinking of its magnificence made me believe our great Creator took time and precision making his dick just for me.

  My kitty thumped hard against the slippery satin lining of my panties. The wetness cooled my inner thighs as I swirled around in my seat trying to get her to cease fire before I exploded all over myself. I was so wrapped in all of the freaky things I wanted to do to him that I didn’t notice my boss until he was right next to me.

  “Mrs. Santana? What do you think about that?” I jumped when I heard my boss say my name. He was giving me the side eye and I couldn’t help but laugh to myself.

  “Yes, I believe it is a good idea,” I said, looking around the board room. My girl, Sherell, had my back. She winked at me as if to say good answer.

  I was glad she was paying attention because I damn sure wasn’t. Fuck this damn meeting, I had a meeting in my bedroom for the next seventy-two hours.

  My boss moved back to the center of the room to conclude the meeting, but not before giving me a nasty attitude. “You know, Romonica. If this is too much for you, maybe you should consider stepping down.”

  I looked at him with squinted eyes forcing my tongue to hold still. I could not stand his sellout ass he reminded me of Carl Winslow from the show Family Matters. I stood up, pulled my pencil skirt down some more and walked over to him.

  “Trust me, ain’t nothing ever too much for Romonica Santana, not even you.” I stood up to the tyrant.

  I winked at Sherell and made my exit out of the board room. When I got to my office I collected my things and then headed for the elevators. It was time for me to get my pussy handled and nothing, and I mean nothing, was going to stop that.

  I glanced at my reflection in the mirrored doors of the elevator, smiling with anticipation to get home. I also took inventory of myself. I was five feet four inches, exactly, I had honey brown skin with hazel green eyes. Some say I was overweight, but I simply called it being blessed. I had a heart shaped ass that made you fall in love, thick thighs and calves with a slight bow which drove men insane. I only had one dimple on my right cheek but it stood out whenever I smiled. My shoulder length hair that I usually kept in a bun was held neatly above my head in braids. The way Janet Jackson wore hers in Poetic Justice.

  I got off of the elevator and was walking through the parking lot, feeling all of my sexy as I hit the alarm to my car. I was ready to fuck some shit up this weekend.

  I was damn near speeding home thinking about how epic our time was going to be. I had everything all planned out. I was going to unleash the nasty bitch inside of me. The sex demon who craved to be set free and I planned to satisfy her in every way.

  My husband was everything I could ask for, tall with satin dark skin and a body like an Egyptian God. My hands caressed the length of the steering wheel as I visualized the feast my tongue and mouth would have over his body.

  The roar of a horn jolted me out of my thoughts and just in time. I almost missed my turn, but in the nick of time I pulled onto my street with that same tingle between my thighs from earlier.

  When I walked inside, I heard loud music coming from our home gym in the basement. I headed downstairs to investigate.

  I snatched open the door to see my husband, Giles, and his partner on the force, Sean, doing bench presses. I walked over to the stereo and cut the loud music off

  “What’s going on in here?” I grimaced.

  I was frustrated at the sight of Sean. I would have been okay with his friend being there any other time, but not this weekend. This was putting a damper on my parade. The one where I would be fucked ridiculously from the front door to the back of the house.

  They stopped working out long enough to acknowledge me.

  “Hey, baby. How was work?” Giles asked.

  I gave him the side eye, but then I smiled. I was happy to see my man! Work consumed his time, especially now with him working undercover.

  “It was good, Daddy. I can’t complain,” I said.

  I looked past him and saw Sean staring at me. I didn’t know what he was staring at, but something in his eyes was making me hot in a very good way.

  “Hey, Sean.” I curtly spoke.

  “Baby, what’s going on?” I asked Giles.

  “Nothing, baby, just burning off some steam before I have to head back out tonight.” He resumed pumping iron.

  “What?” I am heated now and he can see it because it’s written all over my face.

  Work always came first with this muthafucka! He hadn’t been up in this pussy for damn near three weeks. A bitch had needs and I was tired of running to Walmart buying up all their batteries.

  Sean was still staring at me, no doubt reading the agitation jumping off of me. I had to admit he was sexy as hell and as turned up as I was he was looking even sexier.

  He was dark like Hershey’s milk chocolate. He had a beautiful smile, and he kept his hair in neatly done dreads.

  I wasn’t the cheating type, but I was standing there fantasizing about getting served. Having had no act right was truly making me think of exploring other avenues and Sean could very well be one of them.

  “Baby. Baby?” Giles voice jarred me out of my sinister thoughts.

  “Ummm hmmm,” I sounded unenthused.

  “Baby, look I know we had plans this weekend, but this very important case is finally ready to be wrapped up. I promise I will make it up to you.” He stood to his feet, trying to kiss me.

  I frowned and moved my face. I understood, but I wasn’t feeling his reason. I missed my damn husband.

  “Come on. You know that man can’t say no. He’s the Captain Save A Hoe of Chicago,” Sean said, laughing and staring at me.

  “Oh, yeah? And what hoe is he saving exactly?” He certainly wasn’t saving the one in me.

  I wasn’t sure what was happening, but my pussy was starting to speak a familiar language. She wanted to be stroked and purred.

  Since I knew Giles wouldn’t be unavailable, my mind starting considering those other possibilities again. I was getting excited looking at Sean, he had it going on. He was built but not too much. I enjoyed watching the sweat roll down his tattooed arms. It made my clit twitch.

  “He knew this weekend was ours. And once again I will be alone. Me and Mr. Fix It,” I spoke as if he wasn’t standing there. “Sean, you have Jahzara. I’m sure she gets it on a regular,” I said, flopping down on the weight bench.

  I could feel Giles’s eyes burning a hole on the side of me, but I didn’t give a flying fuck! I was dropping hints, hoping he would get it. Truthfully, instead of dropping hints, I should’ve been dropping my panties. Hell even dropping to my knees. Something!

  “How you know we get down often? Let me find out y’all two been talking,” he said, laughing as he resumed his chin-ups.

  “Now, you know damn well we don’t talk,” I said honestly.

  Giles was staring at me in complete disbelief. Frankly, I didn’t give a damn. This weekend was fucked up and ruined. Now, I would have to put in overtime myself.

  Clearly, I was wasting my time, so without any more words passed I left out and headed back upstairs.

  I needed a cold shower, and fast. When I walked inside of my room, I sat on the bed and contemplated another lonely nigh
t. I then got up and shut the door and began taking off my clothes. Minutes later, my bedroom door opened.

  Giles came in undressing. “Baby, yes,” I panted. I knew he would change his mind and choose me. My baby played too much at times. I stood up to touch his bare chest. I kissed him and then he kissed me back. I broke our lip lock and climbed on the bed on all fours. “Be gentle, Daddy.”

  He tilted his head, regretfully. “Baby, I got a call to go into work now. I’m just changing clothes.”

  The whistling sound from my bubble deflating sounded off loudly in my ear. I was pissed! I sat my ass down and folded my arms.

  Once he was dressed, he stooped down in front of me. “See you tomorrow, baby.” Giles kissed my forehead and left.

  I heard my front door close and I shook my head. I was burning with anger and sexual desire. I grabbed my trusty vibrator, Mr. Fix It and inserted the purple device into my hot spot and let it take me to another world.

  Thoughts of Sean pleasing me crept into my mind. He was treating me like the pornos I’ve watched religiously. I was moving my vibrator in and out of me so fast, my left leg started twitching. I felt myself getting ready to climax, but then my vibrator stopped.

  “Fuck!” I cried out. Mr. Fix It needed fixing. I needed more batteries.

  Chapter Two

  I was so upset at this point that all I could do was close my eyes. Close my eyes and allow myself the chance to settle some place enchanting.

  If You by Silk began playing in the background and just as I opened my eyes I felt him playing with my center. Instant tears had filled my eyes and in no time I was on the brink of an epic explosion.

  He looked up at me, smirked and then drove two fingers into my pussy.

  “Cum for me,” he beckoned.

  And on his command, I came right then and there. My waterfalls coated the sheets beneath me. I had to blink twice to make sure what I was feeling was really happening.

  When he got off of the bed and stood before me, I saw his dick standing at attention. I had the urge to salute it and say, “Sir. Yes, sir.” He had the fattest and biggest dick I had ever seen in my sexual life.