Days of Desire

by India T. Norfleet

  Nikki was lost in her own world while coming again. This time, she came hard and fell over the couch, causing Reed's dick to slide right out of her. Pulling her back just far enough for her ass to be positioned up in the air, he entered her again. They both moaned aloud as their bodies met once again. By the time Reed found a good grind, he impaled his dick into Nikki's pussy repetitively until he bust one of the biggest nuts of his life.

  "Ohhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkk!" Reed grunted as he filled Nikki's sweet pussy with what seemed like a boatload of seminal fluid then collapsed on top of her.

  "Nikki?" Reed called, trying to catch his breath.

  "Yes?"

  "Not only will I take care of all your tickets in the morning, you’ll never have to worry about another traffic citation as long as I live." Reed laughed.

  "Thank you, but I’ll pay the one’s I know I earned." Nikki giggled.

  "No, I got you. Just slow down, okay?”

  “I will.”

  “And one more thing?"

  "What?"

  "How about dinner tomorrow night?"

  "I'd like that very much."

  “Great! Uh, I mean okay, cool.” Reed corrected, attempting to hamper his excitement.

  Nikki couldn't prevent the smile that spread across her face.

  So much for my plan to get even. Nikki thought to herself. This man can blackmail me anytime.

  The Ten Year Crush

  “Oh my god, this was one of the best nights of my life! Jamal and Shawna, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for making this birthday one of the best I’ve had in a long time.” Shelia began to tear up as the party bus that Jamal rented for her birthday exited the freeway.

  “Damn it Sheila, what the hell are you crying for?” Jamal shook his head while looking around the huge bus for any unused napkins so she could wipe away her tears.

  “I understand how difficult it was for my two best friends to get along for my sake. Because of y’all, I’ve overcome so much. I love both of you so much!”

  “No problem Shelia, anything for you.” Shawna acknowledged with a smile.

  “Yeah, you know we love you like a fat kid love cake.” Jamal laughed. “You really put me to the test this time but we always got your back beautiful.”

  “Awwww; thank you Jamal.”

  “Wait, what in the hell are you trying to say Jamal. If anything, I was the one who was tested - stuck in a club with your disrespectful punk ass all night.”

  “Shawna shut the hell up, damn! Your ignorant behind always did know how to fuck up a good night!” Jamal yelled.

  “Hey, would you two please calm down. I mean really, it’s been ten years and I’m sick of this shit. All of us are almost thirty. Why can’t y’all act your age for once? You know what, I guess I spoke too soon; I have to get outta here. I can’t stand to look at either one of you right now!”

  “Shelia, wait; we’re sorry!” Shawna ran a frustrated hand through her short curly mane.

  “So am I; for even thinking you guys would care about anyone other than yourselves.” Shelia admonished as she ran off the bus to her car.

  “Look what the hell you did; you just don’t know when to quit.”

  “Me, what about you? You started it with that stupid ass comment, you trifling jerk.”

  “You’re right; I started it this time but I swear to god Shawna if you call me one more fucking name, your ass is gon’ be sorry.” Jamal snapped as the bus came to a stop in front of his home.

  “Are you threatening me, you sorry ass excuse for a man? You ignorant piece of…” Before she knew what was happening, the 6’9” Idris Elba look-a-like picked Shawna up and tossed her over his shoulder as if the thick honey brown beauty weighed nothing at all. “What in the hell, put me down Jamal!”

  “Oh, so now you can remember my fucking name, huh?” Jamal exclaimed as he exited the bus and went up the walkway to his home.

  “Jamal put me down. Where are you taking me? My car is down the street. Hello, Jamal what the hell is your damn probl…”

  “If you don’t shut the hell up, I going to pinch you on this juicy ass of yours.” Jamal threatened as he ran his hand across her behind. Then, he slapped it hard before unlocking his front door and going inside. He threw Shawna on the couch and walked away. When Jamal came back in the living room a few minutes later with a Corona in hand, Shawna was still speechless. Jamal paced the hallway that separated the living and dining rooms.

  “What, cat got yo’ tongue? You know, this is the quietest you’ve been since we met ten years ago.”

  “Jamal, I don’t know what’s going on but…”

  “No Shawna, you’re going to finally shut the hell up and listen.” He stopped treading a dent in the floor long enough to take a swig of his beer. However, he was back at it. This time, growing more frustrated by the second.

  “Look, I’m not listening to nothing if you keep talking to me like that.”

  “Oh yes the hell you are!” His eyes locked with hers. When the rise and fall of her beautiful breasts caught his attention, his dick quickly sprang up and pressed against his jeans, begging for release.

  “Screw you Jamal.” Shawna said as she leaped up from the black, buttery soft couch then sprinted to the door. Before Shawna could touch the doorknob, Jamal was behind her. He hemmed her between the door and his body, inhaling her engaging scent.

  “You’ll get to screw my brains out in due time. But right now, you’re going to listen. Is that understood sexy?”

  Jamal didn’t wait for a response; he was too busy kissing a trail from Shawna’s earlobe to the back of her neck.

  “Shawna?”

  “Jamal…” Jamal quickly captured her soft lips into a firm yet passionate kiss.

  “Jamal, w-we can’t do this; it’s not right.” Shawna uttered when Jamal finally let her up for air.

  “Why is kissing you not right? Does it feel wrong to you?”

  “Um… I…”

  “Shawna?”

  “Umm?” Fuck! What in the hell is this man doing to me and why does it feel so good?

  “Does this feel right when I kiss you here?”

  “Y-yes.” Shawna agreed as her eyes closed.

  “What about right here?” Jamal asked as he kissed the side of her neck. Shawna nodded.

  “Then why isn’t it right?”

  “Because, um…”

  “Talk to me baby.” Jamal urged as his hands found her waist then the arch of her back.

  “Jamal we c-can’t do this.” Shawna expressed as she tried to ease away from Jamal’s firm embrace.

  “You’re right, not here. The bed is better.” Jamal stated as he pulled Shawna to him so she could feel his arousal, picked her up, and carried her to his room.

  “Jamal, I meant I…what I was trying to say was, Jamal I have to go.” Shawna articulated as Jamal gently laid her across his king sized bed.

  “Okay, right after I make you cum.” He pulled Shawna to the edge of the bed, got down on his knees, and spread her legs wide.

  Jamal’s hands disappeared beneath Shawna’s skirt until he found what he was searching for. Temporarily halting his journey, he pushed her panties to the side then slipped a finger inside her wet paradise. Shawna’s breath caught and her legs clamped shut over the deliriously erotic feeling of Jamal’s finger expertly escorting her to ecstasy.

  “Shawna, open up for me baby.”

  “Jamal, I don’t think…”

  “Then don’t think, just feel.” Jamal informed her as he replaced his soaked finger with his tongue.

  Sliding his long tongue as deep as it would go inside of Shawna’s creamy walls, Jamal gently took his time savoring her sweet nectar and juicy lips. When he wrapped his lips around her swollen clit and sucked, Shawna came hard. Her entire body shook as she gathered the sheets in bunches, screaming out in pleasure. “Oh fuck, Jamal!”

  Smiling, Jamal was off his knees, out of his clothes, and hovering over Shawna’s perfect body a
nd glistening pussy before she could catch her breath.

  “Damn, you’re a beautiful woman.” Jamal whispered as he slipped deep inside her.

  “Jamallll!”

  “Shit, you’re so wet.” He acknowledged as he began to move in and out of Shawna’s deep wetness. Spreading her legs as far as Shawna could stand, Jamal roughly gripped her soft ass and sunk into her repeatedly, alternating between slow sensual strokes to precise deep ones. Shawna had never felt so strongly aroused that her entire body was ablaze with nerve pulsing ecstasy. Just when she thought the feeling couldn’t get any better, Jamal sucked and licked her breasts delicately. All the while, pounding her pussy until her body was a ball of heavenly sensations.

  At last, she’d orgasmed harder than she’d ever cum in her life. Shawna’s body still tingled and shook uncontrollably as Jamal pulled out of her, flipped her over on all fours then slid back between her warm, soaking, wet, engorged lips. Right away, Jamal roughly grabbed Shawna by the hips and dove into her sweet pussy over and over and over.

  “Yes baby, right there! Yessssss!” Shawna screamed. In less than an hour, she came for the third time. She was so wet that fluid dripped down her thick, trembling thighs. Jamal continued to ram into Shawna’s pussy until he grunted and exploded not only inside Shawna but all over her sexy ass. “Fuckkkkkk!” Jamal roared again as they collapsed on the bed gasping for air.

  “Damn, I knew you were going to be good. I think I’m addicted.” Jamal laughed as his heart rate slowly returned to normal.

  “How did you know I would be good? This wasn’t planned.”

  “Just a lucky guess. I’ve wanted you since the day Shelia introduced us ten years ago.”

  “Why didn’t you just tell me that, asshole?”

  “I could never find the right time. Unless you’re ready for round two, watch your mouth.”

  “What made tonight the right time?”

  “Your sassy mouth, them tight ass jeans, and red pumps you had on when you walked in the club.”

  “But I’ve worn those shoes and pants plenty of times before.”

  “And my dick was hard every time. Everything about you does it for me. But I guess tonight I’d had it with beating around the bush. You always brought out the worst in me and turned me on at the same time. I never intended for you to see this aggressive side of me.”

  “Well handsome, if you had shown me this side of you in the first place, I would have assumed the position a long time ago.”

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Hell yeah!”

  “In that case, spread those legs and hold on tight to the headboard.”

  “Yes daddy.” Shawna replied, following Jamal’s commands.

  “Shit woman, say that shit again.” Jamal requested as he slid inside Shawna’s still drenched heat.

  “Yes daddy. Yessssssss!”

  The Five Hundred Dollar Nut

  "When are you going to let me take you out to dinner?" Jonny asked as he walked up and stood in line behind Asia at the movie theater.

  "When hell freezes over.”

  "Ouch, Asia. That was harsh, even for you." Jonny laughed.

  "Fuck off Jonny!" Asia spat.

  "Got damn it Asia when the hell are you going to cut me some fucking slack? I had no choice!”

  “I’m never going to cut you any slack. You had a choice; you just made the wrong one.”

  “Asia please, you have to understand…”

  “Jonny, I… What in the hell are you doing here; are you following me again?”

  “Asia, I come to the show every Tuesday night after a movie I want to see is released the weekend before, and you know that. I wasn’t following you; I was looking out for you like your grandfather asked.”

  "Jonny, just leave me alone okay, please?" Asia was exhausted from work and hadn’t had a decent night’s sleep since her grandfather died from cancer two months ago.

  "Asia, seriously, how long are you going to be pissed at me for something I had absolutely no control over? Your grandfather didn't want you to know he was sick. I tried to reason with him but he wasn't hearing it."

  "Then, you should've tried harder. He was all I had left in this world." Asia expressed sadly as she grabbed her large popcorn and orange soda then walked in the direction of theater nineteen.

  Jonny was about to go after her but quickly decided to give Asia some space for now and try to talk to her again when the show ended. He felt terrible about keeping Melvin’s secret from Asia. On the other hand, he didn’t want her returning from the middle of her last year of law school just to care for him when he knew he was dying. He remembered the day Mr. Foster called him over to his house, which was his first week back home from the military...

  “Hey ma, you ready to go to the market?”

  “Yes, just as soon as I drop this lemon pound cake off to Ms. James across the street.”

  “Okay. I’ll grab something to eat and chill in the den until you get back.” Jonny stated as he made his way toward the kitchen.

  “I cooked fish, grits, and Canadian bacon and left you a plate on the stove. But go over to Mr. Shawl’s first. He called, asking me to tell you he’d like to speak to you as soon as you got here.”

  “Really, that’s a little strange, don’t you think? Did he say what he wanted? Is Asia okay?” He asked, trying to hide his concern.

  “She's fine but Mr. Shawl is closed up tighter than a scared clam in the middle of the sea.” His mother smiled.

  “Okay, let me go see what he wants then.” He shrugged, grabbed a delicious green apple from the red crystal fruit bowl on the table and was out the door. A few moments later, he was ringing Mr. Shawl’s doorbell.

  “Jonny, come on in son. How are you?” He smiled. His pasty, brown skin was hanging from his frail body as he struggled to lean on his cane for support.

  “I’m good. And you?”

  “Oh, I’m pretty fair for a square. Come here and help an old man get to my wheelchair across the room.” He pointed to the metal chair with the beat up pillow in the center.

  Quickly, Jonny helped Mr. Shawl to his seat. “Thanks son.”

  “Anytime.”

  “Guess you’re wondering why I called you over here, huh?”

  “I am curious sir; I realize you don’t care much for me.”

  “Of course you are.” He coughed in a towel that was resting on the arm of his chair. “Jonny, first let me clear the air. I like you and I always have. The thing is, I saw how you and my Asia looked at one another the older you two got. I decided right then to intervene so y’all wouldn’t ruin your lives. I know you love Asia; I think she feels the same way about you but life was just beginning for you guys, For that reason, I had to pretend I didn’t like you to save both of you from a life that many don’t make it through.”

  “I’m so proud of you; you went and fought for our country and now you’re a computer engineer. I always asked your fine momma how my future son-in-law was doing. Anyway, let’s not get too mushy; I don’t need you turning soft. The reason I called you over here is because I'm dying. Only the good Lord knows if I'll make it to the end of the summer.”

  “Mr. Shawl…”

  “Hush up boy so you can hear the important stuff. I know you love my grandbaby; I want you to take care of her when I'm gone. You better not tell her I'm dying, before the good Lord calls me home because I don't want her to know. If you do, I swear I’ll haunt you until you’re old like me.” He laughed.

  “I don't know if getting into family affairs is a good idea. Plus, I can’t keep something like this from Asia; she’ll never forgive me.”

  “Shit you’re family. You’re going to marry my stubborn grandbaby one day. She’s as stubborn as a mule. Sadly, she gets it from me. But she’ll forgive you, trust me. I thought I’d be here to see my children jump the broom. But I’ll be there in spirit.”

  “No. I'm sorry but I won't be…”

  “This cancer is eating me from the inside out; I have to w
ear diapers and can barely walk. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to have to have 24-hour care. I'm not a man anymore. I'm a child again. I don't want her to see me like this. I want Asia to remember the strong grandfather who raised her after her parents died in that plane crash when she was ten. My baby never had a life because she was scared her grandma and I would die too. When Patricia died the week before her graduation, I thought Asia would attempt suicide.”

  “Now, she's finally trying to enjoy life. She's going to be the first lawyer in the family and only has six months to go before she's an attorney. If she finds out my condition and that I won't make it another year, she'll never finish school - never live her dreams. Asia will die with me. I know you love her and would even die for her. Promise me you'll protect and always be there for her. You and yo’ sexy momma will be the only people my princess will have left when I'm gone. Will you please grant the final wishes of a dying man?”

  Moments seemed like hours as Jonny sat there, allowing everything to sink in before he finally resolved to keep Mr. Shawl’s secret.

  “You do know that Asia is hell on wheels and she’ll never forgive me for this?”

  “Make her understand, just like I'm making you understand.”

  “Okay.”

  “Thank you son; thank you!”

  Six months later, Mr. Shawl took his last breath just as she walked off the stage with her law degree in hand.

  When the movie ended, Asia hightailed it out of the theater so fast Jonny had to do a double take to make sure it was her. He didn't know how much longer he could put up with Asia's cold shoulder when he was only trying to be there for her like her grandfather requested before he died. Secretly, he wanted to be there for her anyway, especially due to the fact that he'd been in love with Asia since they were children. Pissed off that she purposely avoided him, Jonny headed home.

  On the way home, he spotted a woman who was having car trouble along the side of the road. Jonny wanted to stop and help. However, he wasn't certain how the woman would perceive him. As he got closer and was able to read the bumper sticker on the back of a black Charger that read, “Get off my ass!” He smiled and pulled over.