by Margo
“Follow me to MGM,” Brice replied, walking her to her Impala, which just so happened to be parked in the same lot as his black Range Rover Sport.
Keyana sat contemplating for a minute. I don’t know anything about this man! She almost talked herself out of it. My adrenaline is pumping though. She continued her one-person debate. Her scattered thoughts turned her on so much that her hand found its way into her leggings, where her juices were pouring out. She was soaking wet!
As Brice consumed her thoughts, she totally forgot that he was following her. She pulled over on a dark one-way street, pulled her pants down over her ass, opened her legs as wide as she could, and began rotating her fingers over her clit. She was moaning, thinking about Brice’s tongue gently licking her clit. She began to get louder with each stroke. There was a knock on the window followed by a yank on the door handle. Keyana looked to her left, and there was Brice staring at her with them seductive eyes.
“I see you can’t wait. You ain’t got to! Let me help you. Open the door.” After she unlocked the door, Brice grabbed both of her legs, turning her around so her feet were outside the car. But her feet never touched the ground because Brice threw them over his shoulders. He was still tall on his knees, so he had to pick up the pussy, bringing it to his mouth like a dinner plate. Keyana’s eyes were closed, so she was shocked when she felt his mouth on her pussy. Brice should have warned her he was a “Head Doctor.” He looked up at her, and she made some of the sexiest faces he had ever seen. No part of her pussy went untouched. He licked her with skill.
“Shit, B, I can’t take it!” Keyana screamed, trying to run.
“Oh, now I’m B, huh?” Brice asked, being sarcastic. “Your pussy tastes so good.” He continuously licked up and down her slit, opening her pussy and going straight to the clit. That was all she wrote because shortly after Brice knew she was at the point of no return.
“I’m cumming!” Keyana announced breathlessly.
Brice knew she was cumming. He felt her clit harden under his tongue. He felt her juices on his lips, so he opened his mouth so that he could drink all of her. “Umm!” Brice sang as he swallowed. “You think we can make it to the room, nasty?” he inquired jokingly as Keyana lay there trying to control her breathing.
“No, I’m not done with you yet!” Keyana exclaimed. This was her fantasy so she couldn’t let him ruin it. Brice didn’t know it, but he was an innocent bystander in Keyana’s encounter. She got up, pulling him by his belt buckle, and she started unbuckling it. She unzipped his pants, pulling out what was already pointing at her. His dick was so big and pretty. It was a natural reaction for her to deep throat him.
“Oh shit, girl, hold up!” Brice tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t let up. He was moaning more than she had, and she loved it. Watching that movie with Superhead and Mr. Marcus paid off! Once Keyana saw that tape and how Superhead had badass Mr. Marcus running, she vowed to learn to make a nigga act like that. Keyana started to slow down with the deep throat. She started to tickle the head of his dick with her tongue. He went crazy. “Oh my . . . Shit. Damn, I love me a Detroit bitch!” Brice admitted.
Keyana didn’t mind. She knew her head game was on fire. She also knew that they didn’t make many females like her. She’d mastered that head shit. Keyana laid her tongue flat, opening her mouth as wide as she could so that he could fuck her face. Keyana grabbed his hand, placing it on the back of her head. He fucked her face. She took that shit though, and in no time at all, Keyana knew he would be cumming.
“Shit, I’m about to cum. You gon’ catch it, Key?” Brice requested, hoping that she would oblige.
Keyana began sucking harder, feeling his dick pulsate as he began cumming. He shot straight to the back of her throat, and she immediately began swallowing while jacking him off. She kept going to the last drop.
“Shit. Damn!” Brice yelled. He was trying not to, but it came out.
Keyana giggled. “You all right, Brice?”
“Damn! I’m good.”
Keyana got up and opened her purse and pulled out a gold wrapper. She then went and gave him one more hard suck to get him to his full potential. All Brice could say was, “Damn.”
Keyana got him right and opened the condom, putting it on with her mouth, and she stood up. She went to the front of his Range, bending over and making her booty clap. She could see his lustful eyes in the dark as he walked over to her while jacking off a little bit. Keyana felt him start to enter her, causing her knees to almost give out on her. Brice then wrapped his arm around her waist for more leverage.
“Um. Um!” Keyana released a light moan that heightened his arousal.
Brice was a smart guy, so for a minute, he kept sliding in and out just to hear that particular moan. Brice was shocked at how tight she was. He couldn’t help trying to figure out why Keyana’s pussy was so tight.
“You are going to make me cum, B!” Keyana stated as audibly as she could.
“I like when you call me B,” Brice responded in a lustful voice as he continued to stroke her.
“Oh yes, um.” Keyana couldn’t stop moaning. He felt so good to her. His strokes were professional almost. He was hitting all corners at all angles. He found her G-spot in no time.
Something has to be wrong with this girl. This shit too good to be true, he thought. So, Brice was more than surprised when he felt her start to throw that shit back. She was taking control. He just stood back and held her hips. “Damn, girl, you throwing that ass back, doing all that moaning. Your pussy is the shit though. Damn and this shit so fuckin’ tight!” She might have had some of the best pussy he ever had. The tingling he felt let him know that he was moments away from cumming. Keyana was thinking the same thing about him. She just knew a Higher Being made this dick just for her girl. “I’m trying to hold out, but this pussy won’t let me!”
They had been going at it for about thirty-five minutes, so Keyana was more than good. She felt it anyway. She was ready. “I’m ready to cum on your big dick,” Keyana panted.
That was it. Brice knew it. He started going really fast and hard. Keyana was getting louder by the second.
“I’m cumming, B, shit!” Brice was too.
“Fuck!” Brice exclaimed as he began to shake. In no time, he collapsed on Keyana’s juicy ass. They just lay there in silence for a few minutes.
Brice wasted no time giving her praises for their encounter. He was beyond mesmerized. “Damn, girl, your sex is amazing. Never in my twenty-five years on this earth have I had pussy with head that good. You wasn’t playing, you wasn’t lazy, and you was throwing that shit back. Damn!”
Keyana just sat looking at him with a lazy grin. “Well thank you! What can I say? I’m a D-Girl!”
“G’on ahead and get your laughing out. You got the right to be arrogant, and that’s what I’ma call you. D-Girl.” Brice had her blushing.
“With a dick that big, you can call me whatever you like.” Keyana zoned out for a minute. Damn, do I just get in my car and leave like nothing happened? Do I tell him that this was only a one-time thing? Fuck it, I would be crazy not to fuck again and get the fuck on.
“You over there looking real confused,” Brice responded. “Look, I’m tired as hell. Let’s just get a room tonight and worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.”
Chapter Two
Brice whipped the Range like it was a little Ne-Ne (Neon). They were there in literally two minutes. Brice paid the valet for both cars, and together they walked in. Keyana stood off to the side to give him some space so he wouldn’t catch her looking at his money. Some niggas tried to stunt on you by pulling out their money. Keyana wasn’t giving him the satisfaction.
“Hello, sir. It’s a great day at MGM Grand Hotel. What can I do for you?” said the perky white girl with big tits and blond hair.
“Hi. I’ll just take a luxury room.”
“Okay, great. May I see a form of ID? And will you be using a credit card or cash?”
“Credit,” Brice said
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Keyana was more than surprised when he pulled out a black American Express card. The perky white girl got excited too. Keyana didn’t care though. It was what it was. But one thing for sure, two things for certain, Keyana was not leaving that hotel without some money.
“Okay, Mr. Johnson, here is your key card along with your ID. Just take the elevator to your left to the tenth floor, and your room number is 1019.”
“Thank you,” Brice answered gathering the things she had given him. “Come on, Key,” Brice said, turning around and then realizing that Keyana was already walking toward the elevator. Brice caught up with her, and together they got on the elevator.
“Look, I just want you to know that I like you. You seem cool, and I’ma look out for you. Now, don’t take that the wrong way. Shit, just like you a D-Girl, baby, I’m a D-Boy to the core. I look out for people who look out for me.”
Brice was interrupted when the elevator alerted them that they were on the tenth floor. Brice took a deep breath, walking down to the room and opening the door. Neither one of them looked at the room in awe because neither one was new to the MGM. “Like I was saying, I’m a Detroit nigga. I’ma be blunt with you. I’m a nigga on the go. I don’t have time to be dating. Most of the time a nigga just wants to fuck. So I appreciate this shit more than you know.”
Keyana sat there with the same blank look she had on the elevator. She was in awe at his honesty. She appreciated it. She was a master at disguise, because in her head she was happy that he wouldn’t be a tough egg to crack. They were on the same shit. Just like Rick Ross said: Every moment thinking money. I bust a nut then I’m back to thinking money
Keyana gave a little smirk. “In no way do I take anything you saying in a bad way. I’m glad you realize that fair exchange ain’t robbery. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t need shit. It’s just the principle.”
Keyana took a deep breath, realizing that she hadn’t heard from Alyssa. She fumbled with her purse until she found her phone. There were two texts from Alyssa.
Where u, bitch?
MGM 921. I’m ’bout 2 put a Missing Person Report.
Keyana giggled as she texted Alyssa back.
I’m good. MGM 1019. ’bout 2, ready n hr.
Alyssa had to be waiting by the phone because she replied almost instantly.
K, my phone loud. Hit me.
Keyana knew Alyssa wouldn’t be texting back, so she looked at Brice patiently waiting. “So, are we good?” Keyana inquired. She got up so that she was between his legs. She began unbuttoning her shirt. As if they were magnetically drawn, his hands went straight to her hips.
“Yeah, we good, Key. I’m tryin’a hear you call me B again,” Brice said, laughing. He thought it was weird how she already adapted to calling him B while they were sexing.
Keyana couldn’t help laughing as she removed his hands from her hips, stepping back to give Brice a strip tease. She was tired as hell, but she had to get that potent dick and lethal tongue again because after that she was gone. She didn’t have a man, so she wanted a nigga like Jeezy, “slam dunking in the pussy, and not laying up.” She ran her hands over each shoulder, letting her shirt fall to the floor. Immediately, her hand went to her breasts, taking the time to caress her nipples. Brice let out a deep breath as he pulled off his jeans. She stepped back, bending all the way over and sliding her leggings down as she went all the way to the floor. She turned around to give him ass shot stepping out of the leggings.
She doesn’t have on any panties.
Keyana saw the look of shock on his face. By the time Keyana made it to the bathroom, she was completely naked. Brice was right behind her, snatching his shirt off. Keyana adjusted the water and got in the shower with Brice on her heels. Keyana wanted to at least wash up after their little rendezvous, but Brice had other plans. He backed her up to the wall of the shower, grabbed her face and kissing her. It surprised the both of them. It was so passionate the intensity was overwhelming. Their hunger for each other spoke volumes. From there he made one long lick to her collarbone. He grabbed each of her breasts and began going back and forth between the two with firm bites and soft kisses.
“Shit, um!” Keyana’s moans grew hungrier as she began running her hands through his curly hair. Brice loved that shit. He skipped her whole stomach to grab both of her legs, throwing them over his shoulder. He handled her like she was small. He loved the way her thick, soft thighs felt on his face. That shit turned her on. “Wait. Wait, shit. I’m about to cum.” Brice wouldn’t believe it if he didn’t feel her tense up. He had her creaming in no time. “Fuck, shit, B.” Keyana deflated right in his arms.
They both laughed. Keyana got herself together quick. She got up, turned him around, and dropped to her knees. Mike, her stylist, would be pissed because her hair was ruined. Keyana showed Brice no mercy. His dick was so big. She went up and down on it as fast as she could. Keyana looked up at him as she sucked. The combination of the water sliding down her body and her ass sticking out was too much for him.
“Damn, girl, shit, hold up!” Brice couldn’t take it. He began trying to back up, but he had nowhere to go. Keyana knew she could get him there in no time. She felt him begin to pulsate in her mouth. “Damn, Key, I’m not ready!” Brice gasped.
Keyana began to suck harder and tickle the head with her tongue. She went up and down as fast as she could while jacking him off.
“Shit!” Brice moaned. Brice looked down at her. Keyana held his eye contact as she held her mouth open to catch as much nut as she could. She even stroked him one last time to squeeze out the last drop, and she swallowed it all. Great head was hard to find in the streets, and tight pussy seemed nonexistent these days. This bitch is amazing. Once Keyana swallowed, she started right back to sucking. “Damn,” Brice said, astonished at her stamina.
In no time Brice was back hard. Keyana stood up, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bed. As Brice got comfortable, she went to her purse and ripped the condom wrapper off, sliding it on his dick.
Keyana looked at Brice and said, “You ready for me to ride?”
“Yeah, I’m ready, Key,” Brice said in that low, sexy, deep voice she fell in love with.
Keyana slid down on his dick slow, her pussy gripping him every step of the way. She had to adjust herself to his size. “Ahhhh,” Keyana groaned while Brice’s eyes rolled in the back of his head.
“Shit!” Brice shouted.
Keyana just sat for a minute. She could cum just from sitting there. Having sex for the first time with anyone was usually awkward, but they were in sync sexually. They didn’t have a timid moment. It was like they were made to fuck each other. Keyana began to ride. She went slowly at first. Brice gripped her ass so he could go deeper.
“Wait, B, shit. I feel you in my stomach!” Keyana declared in a low, sexy moan that drove Brice wild, making him want to stay deep. Keyana took it like a champ. Whoever said thick girls couldn’t take dick didn’t know Keyana. Keyana found her groove. She wanted Brice to feel everything. She went around and around and sped up, and the way he caressed her hips drove her wild. “Uh. Um. Uh, shit, yeah!” Keyana was moaning loudly. She tried to contain herself, but the dick was too good. She wasn’t the only one who was loud. Brice let go too.
“Damn, Key, this pussy so good, and you riding this muthafucka!” Brice just watched her hips go around and around on his dick, causing him to become mesmerized. He watched her abs caving in and out as she went in circles on his dick. “Damn, this is the shit, Key!” Brice yelled.
“Um. Um, B, shit, um, this dick is so damn good,” Keyana moaned.
“Key, I want to see you cum. Can you do that for me?”
“B, I don’t know.” Keyana didn’t quite understand what he meant.
Brice looked her dead in her eyes, answering, “I’ma make you!” Brice leaned up, grabbing her legs and placing them on his forearm. He lifted her all the way off his dick and then slammed her all the way down on it.
“Umm. Umm!”
Keyana started going crazy.
Brice did it again and again. He went deep one last time, pulling most of his dick out, leaving the head in and watching her cream down his dick. “Yeah, that’s what I wanted to see. Key, look!”
Keyana wanted to look down, she even tried, but she was shaking too bad. “Umm, shit, B, damn, fuck!” Keyana went crazy as Brice stuck his dick all the way back in and kept fucking her.
“Damn, girl. Shit. You are wet as hell!” Brice uttered.
Keyana knew she had to show him something because right now he was in the lead. Keyana pushed him on his back so that he could lie flat. She started off fast and then went slow, winding her midsection like she was hip rolling.
“Damn, Key, umm!” Brice was slowly losing control. Keyana placed each foot flat on the bed. She lifted up slightly, going around and around on his dick. “Damn, straight up, Key? Work that shit! Fuck!” Brice responded in a low, husky voice. Keyana put her feet behind her knees flat on the bed, turning around to the reverse cowgirl position. Trina said it best: I can spin around and keep the dick still inside. Keyana went all the way down on the dick, straightening her back so that her breasts were on his legs. She began making her ass clap all over his abs. Brice was in shock. All he could do was moan and lightly rub her ass. “Damn, Key, bounce that shit!” he hollered. Out of nowhere, she started going up and down on his dick. Brice was ready. “Key, I’ma bust!” Brice alerted her.
“Cum on. I’m ready too!” Keyana replied softly. She felt Brice tighten up, and his dick grew in width and length. Keyana could barely contain herself. “Um. Um. Damn, it’s too big!” Keyana shouted.
“Here I cum, Key,” Brice announced. Brice gripped Keyana’s ass as he came hard.
“Damn!” Keyana took a deep breath.
Silence filled the room. It wasn’t an awkward silence but a fulfilled one. Neither Brice nor Keyana moved a muscle.