Zane's Z-Rated: Chocolate Flava 3 (18 page)

Darryl groaned, “Damn, girl, I swear your mouth gets just as wet as your pussy.” Tandy began to play with her nipples as she sucked rapidly on Darryl’s scrotum. “Oh, shit,” Darryl squealed. “I’m about to cum.”

Tandy didn’t bother to position herself in front of him before putting her mouth on his tool. She grabbed his dick and sucked it from the back. She stopped sucking when she felt it pulsate and slapped it up against her juicy lips until he ejaculated. Darryl grunted as he covered Tandy’s lips with cum and his tool became
limp. He looked down at Tandy as she licked his semen off her lips and he became aroused again. As much as he wanted to fuck Tandy breathless, he couldn’t. He was on the verge of exhaustion. He turned around, grabbed Tandy’s hands, and pulled her to her feet before she could put her mouth on his tool again. He picked Tandy up by her waist and sat her on the counter.

“Look, baby, I don’t have enough energy to go another round,” Darryl said with a smile on his face. “You sucked it all out of me. Besides, I have a few runs to make.”

Darryl looked closely at Tandy and noticed that her thighs, hips, and her waist were thicker than usual. “Damn, ma, you getting thick.”

“You think I’m putting on weight?”

“I
know
you’re putting on weight,” Darryl said.

Tandy sucked her teeth.

Darryl leaned over and planted a kiss on Tandy’s lips. “You still look good, though.”

Tandy sat on the counter and watched as Darryl got dressed. Darryl put his shirt on, then looked over at Tandy again and shook his head.

“What’s wrong?” Tandy asked.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this.”

“It’s been a little over a year and you’re tired of fucking me already,” Tandy joked.

“I’m not joking,” Darryl said. “I can’t keep holding back my feelings for you, pretending we’re just fucking, when I’m in love with you.”

“So what are you getting at?”

“What I’m getting at is, I’m tired of keeping this a secret,” Darryl said. “But you know my family gonna carry on like we on some
Jerry Springer
shit.”

Tears welled up in Tandy’s eyes. Creases formed on her face like it was a balled-up picture. Tandy looked away from Darryl. “So what you saying?”

Darryl didn’t answer. He gathered his long black hair together and put it in a ponytail.

“If you don’t want to be with me anymore, just say so,” Tandy said as her voice began to crack.

Tandy knew Darryl was still messing with Shay, his babies’ mother, whose mind was so screwed up she thought they had a monogamous relationship. But Darryl had led her on by moving in with her, by occasionally sleeping with her, and by getting her pregnant twice.

Tandy never forgot the night Shay got hold of Darryl’s phone and read the text messages they’d sent each other. Some of the messages were friendly, Tandy commenting on how beautiful Darryl’s children were. Some of the messages were about Omar, how he had came home high again and she didn’t know if she could deal with it anymore. Some of the messages were about how they couldn’t wait to make love to each other again. Shay called Tandy’s cell phone at two o’clock in the morning. When Tandy answered, she could hear Shay cussing Darryl out.

“Hello,” Tandy answered.

“I knew something was up with y’all,” Shay yapped into the phone. “I read y’all text messages. You a nasty bitch; how you fuck ya husband’s brother?”

Tandy sighed and looked over at Omar, who lay in the bed beside her, asleep. Waking him was like trying to wake the dead. Tandy screamed into the phone. “The same way I’m fucking ya man, bitch. Now shut ya damn mouth and let him get some sleep so he can fuck me tomorrow.” Tandy powered down her cell phone and went back to sleep. But when Darryl fell asleep,
Shay called Darryl’s mother and told her Tandy was having an affair with Darryl.

Early the next morning, Tandy heard a knock on the door. She got out of bed, walked into the front room, and glanced through the peephole in the front door. She saw Darryl and Omar’s mother, Reverend Moore, standing there holding a Bible in her hand; with her were her daughters, Benita and Melissa.

Damn, I don’t feel like being bothered with them today,
Tandy thought. She slowly backed away from the door until she passed the kitchen, then walked into the bedroom to wake up Omar.

Tandy gently shook Omar. “Omar, ya mother and sisters are at the door.” Omar didn’t answer, so Tandy continued to shake him. “Omar, ya mother and sisters are here to see—”

Omar grabbed Tandy’s arm and squeezed it. “What I tell you about bothering me when I’m ’sleep?”

“I know, but ya mother—”

“I heard you the first time,” Omar said, as he squeezed Tandy’s arm tighter. “Don’t make me slap the shit out you. Just tell them I ain’t here.”

Tandy walked back into the front room.

Reverend Moore began to pound on the door. “Tandy, open this door! I saw your car parked outside so I know you’re in there!” she shouted. “Shay told me you’re having an affair with Darryl and I need to find out what’s going on!”

Oh, shit,
Tandy thought. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to ease her nervousness.

“Come on and open this door!” Reverend Moore’s voice sounded from the other side. “I just want to talk to you!”

Tandy rested her hand on her chest. Her heart thumped fiercely, causing her head to ache.
How the hell am I going to get out of this shit?

Darryl pulled up in his gold Escalade and walked to the door. Ten minutes earlier, Darryl had looked at his cell phone and realized he had missed a call from his mother. He’d listened to the message his mother had left him, telling him that Shay called and said he was cheating on her with Tandy and how she was on her way to see Tandy to get her side of the story. As soon as Darryl finished listening to the message, he’d gotten in his car and sped over to Tandy’s house.

“What are you doing here?” his mother asked.

“I came to see Omar and apologize to him and Tandy for the stunt Shay pulled this morning.” Darryl knocked on the door. “Hey, y’all up in there? It’s Darryl.”

Tandy exhaled, relieved to hear Darryl’s voice. She made her way over to the door and opened it.

Once everyone was inside, Darryl made up some story about how Shay misinterpreted a message that Omar sent him and went ballistic. As soon as Darryl cleared things up, he left with his family as if he was on his way home. Five minutes later, Darryl was back at the door. Tandy let him in and pecked him on the lips.

“Thank you for getting us out of that mess with your mother.”

“Anytime,” Darryl said. He ran his hand over Tandy’s breast. He could feel his blood race to his dick as it stood at attention. “Where’s Omar?”

“He’s in the room asleep.”

Darryl thought about the possibility of his brother waking up and catching him having sex with his wife, but the desire to drive his tool deep into Tandy and be gripped by her warm supple walls outweighed his concern. He began to unbutton Tandy’s shirt. “Let’s get you out these clothes so you can show me how thankful you are.”

They quickly undressed each other as they took turns kissing and licking each other’s lips. Tandy thanked God that she was finally able to enjoy Darryl’s flesh and cure the hunger that had been building in her all night as she lay beside Omar and fantasized about Darryl. She traced Darryl’s lips with her index finger, admiring the smoothness and fullness of his lips. Darryl took her manicured finger into his mouth and began to suck it. Tandy let out a moan; the sensation she got from her finger being in Darryl’s mouth had awakened her clit and it was begging to be devoured by his lips. Tandy slid her finger out of Darryl’s mouth. She sucked his earlobe as she caressed his hips. Darryl quivered with anticipation.

“Aah … don’t tease me like that,” Darryl groaned.

Tandy planted a kiss on Darryl’s lips. “You want it now?”

“Aah, yes, give it to papi.”

Tandy slid the finger Darryl lubricated with his saliva into his anus and Darryl shuddered with pleasure.

“Aah, shit. That’s right, baby, fuck me. Fuck papi.”

They kissed each other fervently. Darryl began to suck Tandy’s tongue. The faster Tandy stroked his anus, the harder he sucked her tongue.

Darryl’s stiff phallus pressed against Tandy’s stomach, smearing secretions onto her navel. Tandy eased her finger out of Darryl’s anus and began stroking his shaft.

Darryl let drool fall from his mouth onto his shaft as Tandy stroked it. He pinched Tandy’s nipple as he whispered in her ear, “You ready for this dick?”

“Yes, papi,” she cooed, rubbing her hands over her pussy.

Darryl smacked Tandy on her ass. “Bend over.”

Tandy bent over and grabbed her ankles, bracing herself against the wall. Darryl knelt down and planted kisses on Tandy’s
hips. He licked her anus, then ran his tongue down to her clit and flicked his tongue against it.

Tandy bit down on her bottom lip. “Aah … I love the way you eat my pussy.”

“And I love to eat your pussy.”

Tandy’s legs quivered, weak from the delightful sensation she felt as Darryl’s tongue danced on her clit. She couldn’t wait any longer; she was ready to cover his vessel with her wetness. “Put that fat-ass dick in my pussy and fuck me,” she demanded.

Darryl did as she ordered; he stood up and placed his hands on the wall and shoved his erection into her hot spot. Tandy oohed and aahed as Darryl fucked away at her pussy. The thrill of having sex with Darryl while Omar was in the bedroom sleeping intensified Tandy’s pleasure, making her insides so wet her juices ran down her legs.

“Oh, yes, beat my pussy up,” Tandy wailed.

“Shh, before you wake up Omar,” Darryl grumbled.

“Fuck him, this yo’ pussy,” Tandy cried out. “He can’t beat it up like you do.”

Darryl felt the pressure build up in his sac and knew he was about to explode. His thrust quickened and Tandy’s moans became louder. A few seconds later Darryl filled Tandy’s insides with cum.

Now, Darryl slapped Tandy on her thigh. “Why you always thinking like that? I ain’t trying to end this. I’m just tired of all the secrecy.”

“Well, why put it out there if we’re just fucking?”

Darryl sighed. “Woman, did you hear anything I said? I love you. I want to make you my wife one day. But I need to find a way to break it to my family; especially to Omar.”

After hearing what Darryl wanted for them in the future,
Tandy wrapped her arms around Darryl’s neck and they traded kisses.

“Don’t worry, babe, everything will be alright,” Tandy said.

Tandy and Darryl held each other for a few minutes before Darryl made his way to the door.

“Damn, ma, I swear you getting thick.”

Tandy sneered at Darryl. “Yeah, you already told me, remember?”

“I’m just a little concerned, that’s all.”

“Concerned about what?”

Darryl shook his head. “Maybe it’s nothing. We’ll talk about it tomorrow, okay?”

Tandy nodded.

Darryl walked back and kissed Tandy on her forehead before making his way out the door.

Tandy lay in bed, watching TV. She hoped Omar was on one of his binges, getting high and tricking with women who shared his habit, and wouldn’t come home for a few days. Tandy couldn’t wait to see Darryl again.

Tandy remembered the first time she saw Darryl. It was on Easter. Tandy sat at the table with Omar’s mother and his sisters, listening to his mother discuss Bible scriptures. Tandy felt like she was in Sunday school. Darryl walked into the dining room still wet from his shower, wearing only a white towel around his waist. He had just gotten back in town from a business trip. Drug trafficking was Darryl’s father’s profession and he’d brought up all his male children to be a part of it. Water dripped from Darryl’s wavy black hair onto his chiseled, pecan-colored body as he nodded at everyone at the table, greeting them. Tandy couldn’t keep her eyes off him. The passion that stirred in Tandy at the
sight of Darryl soaked her panties. How dare he come around her looking like that? He reminded her of the painting of Jesus that hung in her bedroom during her childhood—the painting she bowed down in front of as she said her nightly prayer as a little girl; the painting that she lusted over when she was a teenager and her hormones overpowered her; the painting she wanted to reach her hands into and pull Jesus out and on top of her so they could make love until her body gave out and then he could resurrect her by placing soft kisses all over her body.

Tandy leaned over and whispered in Omar’s ear. “Why does your brother look so different from the rest of y’all?”

“His father isn’t black like ours, he’s Spanish,” Omar answered.

Darryl grabbed the suitcase containing his clothes that he had left in the front room and made his way back to the bathroom to get dressed.

After seeing Darryl on Easter, Tandy started to see him on a regular basis. He came over her house at least four days a week to see Omar. Whenever Darryl walked past Tandy, he would brush against her and she could feel his manhood on her hip. She wished it were inside her.

When Omar got locked up for a few months, Darryl called to check on Tandy every week. One day, when Darryl called, Tandy was crying. Her yearning for companionship and sexual pleasure had brought her to tears.

“Hello,” Tandy answered.

Darryl could hear the sadness in Tandy’s voice. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s just not a good time,” Tandy whimpered, and then hung up the phone.

Later, there was a knock at Tandy’s door. Tandy looked
through the peephole and saw Darryl. She wiped the tears from her eyes and opened the door.

“Yes?” Tandy said.

“Is everything okay?”

Tandy nodded.

Darryl looked Tandy up and down, wondering if she was wearing anything under her plush red robe. “Can I come in?”

“Sure.”

Tandy turned around and made her way to the sofa. Darryl grabbed Tandy by her waist and licked the inside of her ear. Tandy turned around to face him and they kissed. Tandy sucked Darryl’s tongue and Darryl slid off her robe and let it drop to the floor. Darryl picked Tandy up and carried her to her bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and looked over her body, admiring her 38DDD breasts. He sucked her nipple like an infant hungry for his mother’s milk. Tandy gasped as Darryl twisted her other nipple between his thumb and index finger. She raised herself up on her elbows and cupped her breast, deciding to aid Darryl in pleasing her. She licked and sucked her breast as Darryl pinched on her nipples.