“Owww!” I screamed when he put his thick, solid dick into me. Duke flopped back on the couch and now I was riding him. I bounced up and down on that dick so hard and fast he was breathing like he had just run laps. “Oh, fuck me! Fuck me good,” I talked much shit while I rode that dick.
“Oh shit, girl, your pussy is out of this fucking world,” Duke growled. Just when I thought he was going to cum, I jumped up off his dick. “Wait…where you goin’?” he said, looking as if he was about to beg me to get back on it.
I laughed.
Then I turned around and got back on his dick backwards so he could see my whole ass, the reverse cowgirl. No man worth his salt could turn this shit down. Seeing a woman in this position made men’s dicks harder and added to the throbbing sensation. I knew this shit even before I started working at the Magic City. But I could see the men’s mouths salivating when the dancers turned their asses around, giving the patrons quite a fucking show.
I bent over at the waist and pumped up and down on his dick again. “Awww fuck!” he moaned. Duke slapped my ass cheeks as I fucked the shit out of him. I planted my feet for leverage and then I used both of my hands and spread my ass cheeks apart so he could see his dick go in and out of my pussy. “I see it! Fuck me! I see it!” Duke called out. This was what us women live for—to drive a muthafucka crazy tapping that ass. The ultimate in pussy whipping.
I started to feel myself about to cum because the shaft of his dick was pressing on my g-spot. “I’m coming!” I called out and then I sat up, closed my legs together and squeezed his dick with my pussy.
“Agggghhhh!” Duke bucked and screamed. He was coming as well. I jumped up quickly but I think some of his cum had got inside of me. I turned around and he started jerking the rest of his cum onto my tits. That turned Duke on even more. “Goddamn girl, that was some bomb ass pussy,” Duke gasped. He started rubbing his dick and I watched it start to grow hard again.
“C’mere . . . we ain’t finished yet,” he said. Pulling me back down onto him, Duke and I went for rounds two, three and even, four. We finally ended up in his king sized bed where I collapsed from exhaustion. He kept telling me repeatedly how good my pussy was. I even remember him saying I was the best he ever had.
The next morning when I got up Duke had already gotten out of the bed. I lifted my head to see if he was in the room and that is when I heard him out in the living room talking. He was calm at first, then I heard his voice rise, then he got calm again. I couldn’t make out what he was saying and I damn sure didn’t want to eavesdrop, so I laid back down.
I looked around the huge bedroom with all the pretty accessories and wished I never had to leave here and go home to my cramped little apartment. I exhaled deeply and said a silent prayer that it wouldn’t be much longer before Duke and I got exclusive and serious. Before we fucked I didn’t want to press the issue and ask him if he had a girl or women that he fucked . . . I was sure he did. But now that I had taken that step with him my mind was racing with ways to approach the topic with him. I mean, what would I say, “Tell me who you fucking?”
Finally, it sounded like Duke had gotten off the phone. I quickly turned on my side and pretended to still be asleep. He walked into the room and climbed on the bed. He leaned over me, pulled my hair behind my ear and began kissing my neck. I knew what that meant. “Mmm,” I moaned, pretending I was just waking up from his touch.
He gently pulled me by the shoulder until I was on my back. I arched my back sexily and stretched. I opened my eyes and smiled at him. “Good morning,” I mumbled, still acting like he’d awaken me from a deep sleep. Duke didn’t say anything. His face was like stone. But he wedged his way between my legs and drove his dick right into me. “Ahh!” I sighed.
He started fucking me hard and fast like he wanted to punish me and my pussy first thing in the morning. I grabbed at his muscular back and dug my nails deep into it. That caused him to punish my pussy even more. He fucked me harder and harder. I thought he would send me through the bed.
“Oh yeah . . . I like it rough! Fuck me! Fuck it! Fuck that pussy!” I started talking shit. I knew that would turn him on. Sure enough, Duke pulled out of me and jerked his dick in my direction. Cum shot everywhere. I think some even got in my hair. “Yeah, daddy,” I said, sounding like a porn star. Duke fell down next to me on the bed. I turned towards him and started stroking his head and rubbing his back. There was no place I wanted to be, then right there.
“Beautiful, I think you should stay here . . . you know, move the fuck up out of that ’hood rat shit hole and just stay here,” Duke said nonchalantly. I was speechless at what I heard. I was overwhelmed with joy but yet still speechless. “You hear me? I know it’s early, but I think I want you around all the time. Fuck that job, fuck that apartment . . . I want you to be at my disposal.”
I heard the seriousness in his voice. I wanted to think about my answer but it seemed as if my impulses reacted before I could really think things through. “Hell yeah! Yes, daddy! I will stay here. I will quit and I will be yours whenever and wherever you want me to be,” I said, climbing on top of him to fuck him again. He stopped me before I could get on his dick.
“I’m sorry but I gotta go,” he said. He pushed me off him and got out of the bed. I sat Indian style on the bed with a long face. Duke turned on the shower in the bathroom as I sat there. Before he got in the shower, he walked over to his dresser and picked up a set of keys. He tossed them on the bed.
“Those are yours for your new home,” he said. The keys landed right next to my legs. I looked down at them and then back at him. I really felt like crying tears of joy. “The alarm code is on the fridge. Learn it because if you forget they will come storming over here.”
“Ok,” I replied.
“I got a meeting to go to so I will be gone for a while,” Duke explained. “I can’t get calls where I’m going, so just wait to hear from me. There’s cash up there on the dresser. Go shopping, get whatever you want. Just make sure you answer when I call.” With that he walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.
I flopped back on the bed and kicked my legs. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” I excitedly whispered to myself. I started singing, Ain’t no nigga like the one I got!
I was going to be with Duke Carrington forever . . . or so I thought.
Cheaper to Keep Her Unique
Chapter 8—Let Me Upgrade You
I played it very cool until Duke left the condo for a meeting.
He had kissed me deep and passionately and told me he would be returning for more. He left me with a wad of cash and keys to the hot ass condo. He had me. Hook, line and fucking sinker. I would’ve married him that day if he had asked me to.
When I finally heard the door slam behind him I jumped up off the bed and picked up my cell phone. Mad or not, there was no other person I would call besides my BFF, my best friend forever, Diamond.
She answered on the first ring. “Hello, I’m sorry,” I blurted out. Funny and ironically, Diamond said the same exact thing at the same exact time. She started explaining to me that she was just uptight over the fight with Brian and that she would never pick Brian over me. Needless to say she and I made up on the phone. That’s how good of friends we were. We always made up fast whenever we had a falling out over bullshit.
“Ok, enough of the sappy, sorry bullshit. Girl! Guess where I’m at!” I screeched excitedly into the phone. Diamond told me she was listening. “Diamond! I am in a fucking beautiful fifth floor condo in the Cosmo building!” I reported in a high-pitched voice. Diamond was screaming on the other end.
“Wait . . . wait . . . girl you don’t know the half of it!” I continued. I proceeded to tell Diamond all about the raid at the club and how Duke picked me up. I told her about our fucking session. I knew her so well I could tell Diamond was on the edge of her seat listening to me. I know you don’t supposed to tell other women, even friends, about lovemaking sessions with your men, but I really did trust Diamond with my life. Then
I dropped the bomb on her. “And girl, he gave me the keys to this hot ass condo and told me to move in!” I announced loudly. All of a sudden the line went quiet.
“Did you hear me, Dee! He gave me a damn condo in the Cosmo building!” I screamed again.
“Yeah, I heard you,” she replied weakly. “Girl, that is so good for you. I guess that means I’ll be looking for a new roommate, huh?” I could hear the sadness in her voice.
Shit! I hadn’t really thought about Diamond being left in the apartment by herself, without my half of the rent. “Well, since Duke isn’t making me pay anything, I will still help you pay the rent for awhile until you can find somebody to take my room,” I offered, feeling kind of guilty that I was leaving her.
“You sure this is what you wanna do, Nini?” Diamond asked.
“Hell yeah, Diamond!” I answered her excitedly, leaving no doubt what I thought. “Shit, what if Brian came and offered you keys to a brand new, fully furnished condo and told you that you didn’t have to pay shit? Let’s be real, you would be gone so fast I would be seeing smoke behind you.”
“I guess you’re right,” Diamond said in a low tone. “I mean, this is what we both wanted for ourselves . . . a good man with money to take care of us. Just be careful and don’t fall too hard for that nigga. I heard Duke Carrington is known around Virginia Beach as a big time ladies man.”
I didn’t believe this shit. Not Diamond, but then again, why not Diamond. To me she sounded like she was hating on me again. I couldn’t understand it at all and it annoyed the hell out of me. She was my BFF, but the hatorade was killing me.
“Well Diamond, you were the one telling me to get with him . . . so why the change of heart now?” I snapped at her. Diamond was quiet for a few seconds and then she came back at me.
“I only wanted you to go out with him and get him to pay a few of our bills,” she stated. “I wasn’t advocating for you to move into his place with him and fall all in love. But do what you want, I’m just saying to be careful because once you give a nigga your all and he doesn’t give you his ain’t no turning back then.”
I was getting madder by the minute so I wanted to cut our conversation short before me and my best friend had yet another falling out. “Trust me, I have everything under control, my feelings for Duke included,” I retorted.
“A’ight, I warned you.”
“I’m going shopping with the stack of cash Duke left me and then I’ll be by to pick up some of my stuff. Like I said, it’s probably best that you start looking for another roommate!” I snapped back. Diamond was quiet. “Hello?” I said into the receiver.
“Good luck, Lynise . . . that’s all I can wish you dealing with that dude,” she said spitefully.
“Diamond, let me go. Like I said, I’m a grown ass woman and I am dealing with a real man. I got this under control. I will be dropping off my keys today. Talk to you later.” Then I cut the call off.
I wasn’t going to entertain Diamond’s ill-feelings or ill-thoughts. I told myself she was hating on my new man and my soon-to-be lavish living. She chose Brian and I was sorry her life sucked. But I was glad she had convinced me to give Duke a chance. It had to be all uphill from here. From my viewpoint, life could only get better.
Cheaper to Keep Her Unique
Chapter 9—I Know What Girls Like
I took a cab to the club and picked up my car.
I looked at my little beat down ride and knew that the first thing I was going to get me when I moved up to wifey status with Duke was going to be a new car. I drove to my old apartment and was kind of praying that Diamond wasn’t there. I didn’t want to see her just in case she started acting all stank and looking sad and shit when I took my stuff.
I went inside the apartment and took arms full of clothes and shoes. There was nothing I had as exclusive and expensive as what Duke had bought me so I grabbed that shit first. It took me several trips and my little car was packed with my stuff. I decided to go to the mall to buy me some sexy lingerie and maybe some hot shoes with the money Duke gave me.
I couldn’t have been happier. I raced around the upscale mall like I owned it. I picked up La Perla underwear and lingerie. Then I tried on almost twenty pairs of Brian Atwood, Christian Louboutin and Giuseppe Zanotti shoes. I finally settled on another pair of Louboutins. There was just something about those shoes that said sexy and sophisticated. It felt so good to go to the register, ring up my shit and pay with cash. It also felt good getting the little arched eyebrow surprised looks from the salesclerks inside the store. I wanted to just scream out “Yeah bitches, I can afford it because my man provides!” I didn’t though. I was quiet and I held my head high like a sophisticated lady would. In my mind, I wouldn’t have to pretend to be a sophisticated lady because I was on my way to claim that title.
I literally shopped until I felt ready to drop. After a while, I drove back to the condo and started the tedious task of unloading my new and old shit into the condo. It took me at least twenty trips with arms full of stuff to finish unpacking my things. Initially, I put everything in the living room. When I had everything inside, I flopped on the couch, put my feet up and rested for a minute. I looked around again at the condo and its beautiful furnishing and couldn’t believe it was all mine now. “Ewwwweeee!” I sang and kicked my feet in a joyous display. “Calm down, Lynise!” I called out to myself and then started laughing. I was fucking delirious with joy.
I looked at the clock on the cable box and saw that it was getting late. I decided to start putting my stuff away so Duke wouldn’t come home to find a big mess. I didn’t want my new boo to think I was a dirty bitch.
I carried the new bags of stuff into the bedroom, put them down and pulled back the doors to the walk-in closet. That shit was almost completely empty, which meant it was all mine. Duke had a few custom-made dress shirts hanging up inside but not much else. “Perfect!” I said excitedly. I dragged the bags inside and started unloading my new shoes first. There were shoe drawers with clear fronts built into the closet. I would never have to open a million shoe boxes looking for a certain pair of shoes anymore. Nor would I have to worry about keeping a ton of shoe boxes.
“This is really high post,” I said to myself. I unloaded the new things and then I started putting some of my old things from the apartment inside the closet. I made several trips back and forth between the bedroom and living room before I heard the front door rattling. My heart jumped in my chest. It was Duke! I instantly grew excited to see him. I raced into the closet and kept putting things inside acting like I didn’t hear him. I didn’t want him to think I was dying to see him . . . even though I was.
“Beautiful!” he called out to me. I smiled as I listened to his voice grow closer and closer. “Oh, there you are. Damn, you ain’t wasting no time, huh?” Duke walked into the closet and grabbed me around my waist. He pulled me close to him and I turned around to give him a kiss.
“Naw, none of that nice, nice shit right now. I have been thinking about this pussy all day. I couldn’t even concentrate at my meeting,” Duke huffed. Then he spun me around roughly. I let out a short whimper. He hoisted up the mini skirt I had on and ripped my thongs off.
“Oww!” I yelped as the thong’s material kind of dug into my skin.
“Put your hands on that shelf,” Duke wolfed. I did as he asked. He pushed down on my back and bent me over. Then he bent down and licked from my pussy to my ass to get my shit wet.
“Ahh,” I let out a sigh. That shit felt so good. Duke let a glob of spit fall between my ass and he used his thumb to swipe it up and down my pussy. “Yes,” I whispered.
Duke put his strong hand on my shoulder for leverage and then he drove his thick, stiff, dick into my pussy with force.
“Owww!” I screamed. That shit hurt so good. Duke immediately started pounding me from the back. For a minute I thought he was going to send me through the closet wall.
I grasped the shelf to make sure he didn’t bang my head through the wal
l. I was yelping and screaming as Duke tore my pussy up. He slapped my ass and fucked the living shit out of me. My pussy throbbed and my ass cheeks were stinging.
“Yes daddy! Fuck me Daddy!” I screamed out. I knew how to get Duke right to the point of no return.
“Shhh! You know that shit drives me wild,” he grunted. But it was too late. “Ughhh!” he strained as he pushed real deep into my pussy. He was coming and I knew it.
Again, this nigga didn’t wear a condom. At that point, I was too deep in ecstasy to even care. I felt Duke’s dick get limp and slip out of my pussy. Some of his cum dripped onto my legs. He pulled up his pants and took a deep breath.
“Was that good to you?” I asked in a seductive tone.
“What? You asking a stupid question. You got some good ass pussy girl.”
I couldn’t stop smiling. “Good. All I wanna do is please you,” I replied. I couldn’t believe I had started falling in love with Duke so fast. But the feeling I had in my gut told me I was definitely falling.
I followed Duke out of the closet and noticed he was cleaning himself up. I looked at him strangely. I thought he was home for the night.
“Where you going?” I said, putting on a sad baby face.
Duke laughed like I said something funny. “Beautiful, I’m going home. I said you could live here, but I’m not living here,” he surprisingly informed me. “I’ll be back of course, because I can’t resist that pussy. I told you already . . . I live all over the place.”
It was kind of a shocker because I had just assumed once he asked me to live in the condo we would be living together like a couple. I guess I was wrong. But I didn’t complain. I let a fake smile spread across my face anyway.
“But look, here is a lil’ something to keep you busy while I’m busy,” Duke said, pulling out a wad of cash from his pocket.
“You already gave me money,” I gasped looking at the money.
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