Man Swappers (23 page)

She smacks her lips. “Mmmmm, that sounds refreshing. Look, let me get off this phone. It’s starting to get busy up in here.”

“Yeah, I have some work orders to tie up today. I’ll see you when you get home.”

“Are we ordering in?” she asks.

“Umm, I don’t know. That’s up to y’all.”

“Well, shit. You’re the one who gets to work from home. The least you can do is have us a hot meal ready when we step through the door.” I laugh, telling her I have a hot meal for her alright. “It’s called, kiss my ass, sweetie.”

She laughs. “Right back at you, boo.” We talk a few minutes more, then hang up.

As I’m scrolling through my personal emails, my cell dings alerting me that I have a text message. I reach for my phone and read the message. It’s from Donte—a half-Latin, half-Brazilian hunk of man we used to mess around with a few years ago. Asses, mouths and cunts, we kept his thick, uncut cock fucked, sucked and drained to the damn bone until we found out he was married with a very pregnant wife at home. Word has it she finally left him about a year ago because of his incessant cheating. Good for her!

H
EY. ITZ BEEN A LONG X.
I’
M A FREE MAN NOW.
A
ND READY TO RECONNECT.
C
AN
’
T STOP THINKIN BOUT ALL THE FREAKY SHIT WE USED TO GET INTO.
I
WANNA EAT YOU AND YA SISTRS HOT ASSES AND PUSSY JUICES.
W
ANNA GIVE U MULTIPLE ORGASMS.
I
MISS HAVN MY FACE BURIED BTWN THEM THIGHS AND MY TONGUE LICKIN THEM SOAKN WET PUSSIES. MY DICK STAYS HARD. HMU

I shake my head, deleting the text.
Nigga, please. You might miss these pussies, but these pussies don’t miss your clown-ass.
As I’m reading a few emails, another text comes through. It’s from Royce. Y
O, WATS UP? WHEN WE GONNA CHILL AGAIN? HMU

I text back. W
HEN U WANT 2
?

Tonight, he replies back. I tell him tonight isn’t good; that I’ll let him know when the three of us are ready for him again. We go back and forth with text messages for a while before it turns into hot, steamy sexting. I’m talking dirty to him. He’s talking dirty back. And before I know it, I’ve invited him over for an early afternoon romp, a quickie between the two of us. H
URRY UP SO
I
CAN FUCK THAT BIG DICK

I
M LEAVN WORK NOW.
I
MA HAVTA SHOWER WHEN
I
GET 2 UR SPOT NO PRBLM,
I text back, reminding him that it’ll be only him and me.
WE CAN WASH EACH OTHER, THEN DRY EACH OTHER OFF WITH R TONGUES

D
AMN.
S
OUNDS GOOD TO ME

U GOT MY PUSSY REAL WET

LOL, AIIGHT.
I’
M GOOD WIT DAT...MY DICK
’
S MAD HARD 2

I
WANT U TO EAT MY PUSSY THEN FUCK ME DEEP

Girl, you know you need to leave this young boy alone.

I GOT U MA

Oh, I’m counting on it.

I’ll stop messing with him after I finish fucking him a few more times.

I smile, rushing around to finish up some last-minute work before Royce gets here to break my back in. Images of his long, hard dick swirl through my head, causing my nipples to harden. Subconsciously, I pinch them.
Oooh, I’m gonna fuck him good!

Pain
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

I
throw my arms around his neck, nip at his bottom lip, lick his neck, pinch his nipples until they sprout up like little round chocolate dots, then push him back onto the bed. I stroke his cock, caress his balls. My pussy drips as he gets long, thick and rock-hard. “Mmmm, this big-ass dick...” I lick it, kiss its tip, then slide the head into my wet mouth.

Royce moans. “Ohhh, shit...yeah, suck that dick, ma...” He runs his fingers through my hair, palms the back of my head, forcing his dick to push past my tonsils. Its thickness plugs my airway. I concentrate; stay focused on the task. I feel myself about to gag. I swallow. Extend my tongue; breathe through my nose. Tears gather in my eyes as I suck his dick with a determined purpose, to swallow as much of him as I can. I grab his balls, juggling them in my hands, gently kneading them. When my vision starts to blur, I remove his dick from my throat, come up for air.

I’ma fuck you all day, little daddy,” I say, catching my breath while shifting my body so that he has access to my pussy. I tell him to slide his fingers into my wetness. Tell him to fuck me knuckles deep. He loses one finger, two, then three, into my pussy. “Yeah, little daddy, let me nut on them fingers...oh, yessss...” I glance over my shoulder. “You feel how wet that pussy is? You
wanna put this big dick up in this pussy? You wanna beat it up?”

He grins. His eyes are slits of lust. His dick bounces. “Damn, ma, you real nasty. Hell yeah...I’ve been thinkin’ about fuckin’ you and ya sisters all week.”

“Well, now you get to fuck one of us...all day. Take your fingers out of my pussy and lick ’em.” I watch as he sucks on his fingers, savors my juices. I twist my body so that he can share his fingers with me. When I’ve finished cleaning his fingers, I straddle his face. Clamp my thighs around his head. Offer him my slick cunt. “Open my ass and make love to my pussy with your mouth and tongue.” His tongue flicks across my slit as I take his dick back into my mouth. I moan as I suck and stroke him. His mouth finds my clit. I moan louder. I suck him harder, faster. Cause him to buck his hips. His toes stretch open, then close. His legs extend, then bend at the knees. I suck him with a hunger that makes him grunt.

“Oh fuck...gotdamn, ma, you suck dick good...”

His fingers, his mouth, his tongue, work my pussy and clit. I rotate my hips, grind on his face. Then coat his lips and tongue with a sweet, sticky cream.

Three minutes later, I have a Magnum rolled down on his dick and I’m straddling him. My back faces him as I ease him into my pussy. I want him watching my ass bounce and shake up on his thick, juicy cock. Want him to see how his big dick gets lost inside of me. I lean forward, brace myself on his shins and rump shake up and down the length of him.

“I’ma fuck you deep and dirty, little nigga...uhhh...” I rapidly jack his cock with my cunt muscles. “You like how this wet pussy feels?” I ask, glancing over my shoulder at him. His eyes are rolled up in his head.

He grunts. “Shit yeah...”

I smile, knowingly.
Of course you do
. I’m a champion dick rider. Fucking a nigga’s dick is about rhythm and technique. You have to put your back into it. Hips and pelvis and contractions have to be in sync. You have to know exactly how and when to grab the dick. Milk the head, rotate the hips, slow wind down to the base, then pop and clap your ass cheeks together.

I slowly twist my body around, bouncing my ass up and down and around on his cock until I’m facing him. I squat into a frog position. Pressing my chest to his, I let my ass and hips do the work. He reaches for me. I grab him by the wrists, pin his hands up over his head down onto the bed.

“You want me to nut all over this big-ass dick? Ooooooh, this dick feels good...Bang up into my pussy...”

I nibble on his neck, nip at his earlobe.

“Oh, shit...damn, ma...aaah fuck...”

I whisper in his ear. Tell him how much I love the dick. Tell him how hot he has my pussy. Let him know how horny I am. Inch by excruciating inch, I fuck myself on his dick. Rhythmically rock and roll my hips, my pussy clutching his shaft. I tease the dick. Lift up, fuck half of his dick, then lift up to the head, using my muscles to milk it. I glide my pussy up and down on him, taking him in about a third of the way, rotating my hips. I lift up again, this time riding only the tip, still rotating my hips. Royce attempts to thrust his cock in me. He wants more dick in. I grind all the way down to the base. “Is this what you want, little daddy?”

He grunts in response. I can tell he’s at his breaking point. I have pushed him to the edge. “Stop teasin’ me, ma. Give me that pussy...I wanna fuck...”

I let go of his wrists. Allow him to grip my hips as he thrusts his hips upward, his dick stabbing at my pussy. I grunt and smile
and murmur in delight. The delicious pain causes tiny waves of orgasms to splash up against his cock. I press my lips to his. My scent still lingers on his mouth, his tongue. I suck. Push my tongue deep into his mouth. We kiss. Devour each other until we are both moaning.

“Mmmmm...you wanna be my little boy toy, huh? You wanna keep fucking this pussy?”

I match his thrusts. Fuck him while he fucks me. He shoves himself deep inside me. A mixture of pleasure and lust are in his half-closed eyes. He has given in to ecstasy, has allowed uninhibited desire to take its course.

“Yessssssssssssssss...oh fuuuuuuuuck...” He bucks his hips. “I’m cumming...I’m cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmming...aaaaaah, fuck!” I ride him, gallop hard and fast and cum along with him, staring into his glazed eyes. I collapse on his chest, panting. “Damn, that was good,” he says, running his hands along the small of my back. He kisses the side of my head. His dick is still hard. “I want some more.”

I glance up at him, smiling. I watch him intently as he removes his overflowing condom, reaches on the nightstand for another, then rolls it down on his sticky dick. I roll over on my stomach, tuck my knees under, rise up on my hands, arching my back. My hot pussy is still throbbing from my orgasm. Still oozing out love cream. He eases up behind me, places the head of his dick at my opening, then slowly enters. I gasp. Inch by mesmerizing inch, he fills me, stretches me. A low whimper escapes the back of my throat as my pussy contracts around his cock. We rock together, enjoying the sensations. He fucks me with slow, steady strokes. I reach for my clit, pressing my fingers up against it. It is sensitive and swollen. Instantly, I’m moaning loudly and coming.

“Fuck me...oooooh, fuck me...” I demand, throwing my ass up
on his dick. He grabs my hips, bangs deep into me; fucks me hard. I swing my hair from side to side, clutching the sheets. I’m coming and coming and coming. “Aaaah, yesss, beat my pussy up...that’s right, fuck me good...”

“Damn, ma, you so wet...That’s right...keep nuttin’ on my dick...oh shiiiiit...you feel so fuckin’ good....”

He slaps my ass.

“Oh, yes...slap that shit harder...”

He slaps it until it stings, then pulls out until only his swollen head is nestled between my pussy lips. He teases my slit, urges me to grab at it before sliding into me once more. He’s thoughtfully taking his time, stroking my walls—gently...too gently. I want him to fuck me, to lose control and bang my pussy inside out. “No, fuuuuuuck me...” I insist. “I want it rough and hard and fast...fuck me...” I raise my ass to him, brace my elbows on the bed as he grips my hips tighter and fucks me roughly. “Slap my ass some more, nigga...”
Smack, smack, smack!
“Harder.”
Whap!
“Harder.”
Whap! Whap! Whap!

“Uh, fuck...yeah, keep grabbin’ that dick, baby. You handlin’ this big dick, ma...”

“Oooooh give it to me...ooooooooh, that’s right. Fuck me... aaaah...fuck me, baby...Mmmm...right there...right there. Oh, yes, oh yes...make my pussy nut...there you go. Oh, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah...right there...mmmm, harder...”

His breathing changes and I know he’s ready to explode. I’m panting. He’s panting. He tells me he’s ready to come. I push back into him as hard as he’s thrusting in me. I give, as good as I’m getting.

I gasp. “Give me that good nut, little daddy...oooooh, ooooooh, ooooooh...c’mon, c’mon...give me that nut...Bust it all in my pussy....”

He moans as he comes. I moan as I come with him. I drop to the bed and he collapses on top of me. His warm breath tickles my ear as we both struggle to steady our breathing.

“Damn, that was some bomb-ass sex.” He rolls over onto his back, arms thrown over his head, toned legs spread wide, condom-wrapped dick smothered in cum. He turns his head toward me with a satisfied smile, brushing sweaty hair from out of my face. “Whew. You a real beast, ma.”

I return the smile. Peck him on his lips, then reach for his cock. Fucking this young boy is amazing. His rock-hard cock, his stamina, his lean-muscled body make up for his age. “And I’m just getting started,” I state, slowly rolling the condom up. It’s filled to capacity with his man milk. I reach for the hand towel on my nightstand, fold the condom inside of it, then place his wet dick between my titties and titty fuck him while licking and flicking my tongue over the head of his dick.

“Aaaah, shit...” Within moments, he’s coming again. This time he coats my tits, drenches them with his cum. I cup them in my hand. Stare at him as I smear his nut into my skin, licking what clings onto my nipples. With his eyes glazed, he pulls in his bottom lip. “You a real freak, ma. I wanna fuck some more...”

“Oh you haven’t seen anything, yet,” I tell him, smiling. “The day’s just getting started.”

He grins. “Then get up on this dick and show me what you got.” He reaches for me. Pulls me into him, then kisses me. This time it’s a long, tongue-probing, passionate kiss. And before long I’m rolling another XL magnum down onto his hard dick, easing him back into my greedy pussy.

Paris
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

I
’m in the back of the boutique in my office, standing in six-inch stilettos with my skirt hiked up over my hips, thong pulled to the side, my fingers probing my horny pussy. There has been a fire blazing between my thighs since early this morning, one that I tried to extinguish with my bullet and glass dildo. But to no avail, the flames keep spreading. I need dick. I need to be fucked. But, today, I want my own man. One I don’t have to share. One I can keep out of the clutches of Persia and Porsha, for at least this very minute.

My phone buzzes. Alerts me I have a new text.
Ugh, fucking great
, I think, glancing over at it. I start to ignore it, but decide against it. I quickly stop what I’m doing and go over, licking my fingers. I pick up my phone. Porsha has sent me a text.
Irwin wants to cum thru 2morrow nite. You have any plans? Persia’s free to play.
R u?
I smile, knowing she has no idea how fucking horny I am. That my fingers were buried in my pussy just seconds ago. I text her back:
Yes!!!!
And tell him to cum ready to fuck all night.
I turn my phone off, tossing it over on the chair.
No more distractions until I get this nut. Now, where was I?
I slide my left hand back between my legs. And continue where I left off, strumming my clit with my fingers. My right hand cups my left breast, pinches my nipple.