TRI-SEXUAL (8 page)

I put the vibrating tongue ring on his balls just to tease him a little bit. I could tell that this was something he had not experienced by the way he screamed and was speechless at the same time. While my tongue ring teased his sacks I pumped his pole stick. That made his toes curl and his asshole tight. I sucked him until his well was dry.

He was telling me to slow down, this head was a little too much for him to handle I his ass running. I tuned those hating bitches out over there sucking air through their teeth and stepped it up a notch. Men suck dick better than women anyway. Hoes grab your pad and pen. I was sucking his dick so good that he was the one choking. Great head was followed by my mouth being filled up with his semen.

When we pulled up to his crib Mike helped me out the limo and told the driver to take those hoes home. Their faces were looking so long and pitiful. I loved every bit of their misery. My chance may have finally presented itself. That’s what I was thinking in my head. He grabbed me by the hand and walked me into his home. All of a sudden I went from anxious to nervous to scared then jitters started to fill my stomach.

I started thinking about all the wrong shit to be thinking about when it’s that time to have sex. I was thinking what if he finds out about my dick. What if he exposes me for what I really am or even worse kills me. Then I said I done got away with this shit thousands of times so just relax and get this dick. He took me into his room that no other woman had the privilege to see. He usually took all his hoes to the boom, boom room in the basement.

I walked inside and was surprised to see that it actually had some small fraction of style to it. There wasn’t any Tupac or guns on the walls. Mike was ready as soon as he closed the door. He was already throwing himself all over me. I slithered myself out of the situation. I told him I needed to use the restroom and freshen up before we got started. I first had to make sure my dick was tucked right and intact.

After my shit was in place I came out, turned all the lights off and walked over towards the bed. I first had to lay down the ground rules. I said to him “I’m a freak a control freak and I need to be in full control” while rubbing on his penis. I couldn’t afford to get caught. The stakes were too high so I had to say whatever I had to say to be clear. “I want to be fucked in the ass with no hands involved” I said. Surprisingly he was with it with no argument as if that’s what he wanted.

I climbed on top of him and turned my back towards him. Then I lubricated my mangina with some KY jelly warming sensation. I slid my ass down on that firm dick and instructed him to grab onto my breasts. I made one ass cheek jump at a time, grabbed his ankles and bounced this ass down hard and fast. I rested my head on his chest with one hand holding my dick and balls with my legs extended in the air. As I threw my ass back he was grunting and curling his toes. I was moaning working and his ass out.

He squeezed my breasts teasing my nipples while I rode out. I swallowed his dick with this virgin tight good grip ass. I fucked him something crazy until I got my nut then I let him get his. Once that orgasm was released I jumped up gathered up my things and got the hell out of there. I didn’t want him to have the chance to ask me to stay or get too comfortable. I had to treat him like a booty call.

He didn’t say anything he just let me go on about my business and that’s how I wanted it. On the way home I wondered what would come next out of the situation. Would he dismiss me or keep me around? Frankly I didn’t really care I had got what I wanted out of the deal my mission was complete.

I had a feeling that he wouldn’t kick me to the curb. He loved the fact that I wasn’t a groupie always chasing niggas around. He knew very well that I didn’t need him. I think he wanted to find out what was my purpose for sticking around. I never had to ask for anything he just always gave, but he knew money was not an issue for me.

The next day Mike made it his business to call me. He told me he wanted me to come over. As surprised as I was to get that call I was cocky at the same time. I was feeling like how could he dismiss me he knew who the fuck I was that wasn’t even a question. I took my time getting my shit together I wanted to make his ass wait. I waited all the way up until nightfall. I wanted to see what his attitude was going to be like towards me after last night. I was trying to push a few buttons to help me read him.

Once I got there he was all up in my grill questioning me about what took me so long. I just laughed it off and replied “You can’t rush beauty like this boo.” He laughed with me for the first time. He then sent me to the car and told me that he would be there in a minute. I was wondering what was wrong with him. Then again I said it must have been that good ass I put on him so I went along with the program.

Shortly after that Mike joined me in the back seat of the limo. That’s where another first had occurred. We were all alone with no crowd of bitches or the few of his goons surrounding us. It was just him and I. He was quiet during the entire ride and I had no idea where he was taking me. He could’ve easily been taking me to west bubble fuck to saw my head off I had no clue.

We stopped in front of Benihana a Japanese restaurant and it happened to be one of my favorite restaurants. We hopped out of the limo and I walked in front of him. I knew he was staring at my ass extra hard and it jiggled with every step I took. Mike with his bottle of Patron and me with my fine ass ordered two of the Benihana specials. I ordered two Benihana punches for me.

Over dinner he was already making plans for us to go to Tahiti, Atlantis, Barbados, Hawaii, Montego Bay, and Monte Carlo. All I did was sit back and took it all in. I wasn’t use to this shit coming from him. He was starting to speak my language so I shut up and listened. Back in the limo I had to give him another sample of this head.

I needed him to know that it really wasn’t a game. It’s really that serious. I sent him to another time zone and another universe seeing the Solar System. They should’ve called me NASA by the way this head be sending them nigga’s to outer space. When we got back to the house we were both hot and horny. We were ready for some butt fucking after that oral sex I delivered. I followed behind him into his room. I didn’t have to tell him that the same rules applied, he already knew the drill.

He laid down on his back with his dick standing up ready for me to prance on it. As I was riding him, he took his hands off my nipples and reached for my boy pussy. It felt like he had touched my dick. My asshole squeezed so tight. I didn’t want to stop because I knew it would’ve been too obvious and I didn’t want this nigga to kill my ass. My heart was racing I was about to panic, but I didn’t rear off course.

The situation had me going wild. It was feeling so good that I couldn’t hold back. I had to let it go “Ah… Ah…damn…daddy…” I screamed out. I guess all my loud moaning out of control turned him on more. I was hitting his spot because his eruption filled up my asshole and slid down my thighs moments later. I got up picking my shit up when he asked me where I was going. “You don’t have to leave. I want you to stay” said Mike.

I was flattered that he wanted to take it there with me. I just didn’t want to risk that nigga touching my dick in the middle of the night. I turned him down on his offer “I’m going home” I replied. “Why?” he asked in an angry tone. Mike asked “What you got a man there waiting on you or something?” “No” I reassured him with a quick response.

This nigga never gave a damn if I had a man or not before. Now he is being so territorial all of a sudden. “So why can’t you stay?” he asked. “I have to get up early in the morning. Besides I would prefer to be in the comfort of my own bed” I stated. I was turned on like a motherfucker by all of his begging, but I wasn’t about to give in. Not even if he had Keith Sweat doing the begging for him.

I left and was riding down the city streets in my Lexus. I was thinking to myself that I can’t keep up my act with him hounding me the way he was. Sooner or later he was going to get suspicious. I knew I couldn’t keep hiding from him or all the future victims. I knew I needed to cut this dick off if I wanted to pursue this caliber of men and live my life as a woman.

The next morning I woke up bright and early with him heavy on my mind. I jumped in the shower put on my $300 True Religion jeans and was on my way to a video shoot for a local up and coming artist. He wanted a bitch like me in his video to help boost his career. Mike was blowing my phone up, but I ignored him on purpose. I needed to let him sweat a little bit, he was clamping on a bitch entirely too tight.

What happened to all his groupie hoes? Shit I needed some space. The making of the video was an all-day affair. I went up in there and did my thing though. You would’ve thought I was the artist how I made both the video and the song hot. Later on that night I looked at my phone and Mike was blowing my shit up. I still didn’t answer nor did I return any of his calls.

I thought about going over to his house after he was stalking me all day, but decided against it. I said you know what fuck him. He had the audacity to make me wait six months for some dick so he can wait a few days for some ass. I was about to fuck with his head a little bit.

For the next couple of days I handled my business while his calls increased by the day. I wanted him to back up off me a little bit, but that shit didn’t work. That just made him more interested. After a week or so I finally called him. He wanted to see me so bad that he didn’t even argue with me. He just asked me to come through his spot. It took me about two hours to get dressed then I was on my way.

When I arrived he told his driver to go and start the car. He told me to go ahead of him and wait. All of his groupies were hurt, pissed, looking salty as hell, hating, and grilling me because he was leaving they ass behind to kick it with me. My feelings towards the situation were fuck them all. I was laughing on the inside and out. I love envy that’s one hell of an emotion. They were so jealous. They knew they could say whatever they wanted from a distance, but they knew not to step to me with that bullshit.

Mike got in the car and told me he was taking me shopping. I was excited because I was about to milk that nigga like a cow. I couldn’t show it I had to play it cool. I didn’t want him to think that it was like that even though it was. We went to Bal Harbour with all the high end stores. I was about to tear that shit up. I hopped out of that limo so fast with my eyes wide. Mike walked in back of me because he just loved to see my fat ass swaying like I walking on air.

We walked into the Gucci store first and I was in pure heaven. I damn near fainted when that nigga told me to get whatever I wanted and handed me his American Express card the black one. Don’t get me wrong I got my own ends and he has done his share of hand outs, but it was nothing like getting that card in my hand shopping on his expense. As I was skimming through the store I saw some shit that was not for sale this nigga Rod.

Rod was a nigga that I was fucking once upon a time until he found out that I was a man and kicked my ass. He beat me so bad I was in the hospital for over a month. I had met him at his album release party. I was there chilling minding mines and there he was hawking me from across the club. After he took a million pictures and performed a few songs he came and got me to stand beside him for the remainder of the night.

He was on some hardcore rap shit like Young Jeezy. His raps were all about the drug game and killing. He was medium height, ripped and cut, dark chocolate, like the model Tyson Beckford, but a true gangster. We departed the party side by side and went to his condo on Miami Beach. We kicked it whenever he was in town. We did it up at China Grill, Wet Willies, Fat Tuesdays, and all over the city.

I was staying at his house after we had come from a wonderful day on the beach. He had to go and handle some other business, but he wanted me to stay at his house. He told me he would be back the following night so I had no problem waiting on my man to get back. We were clicking everything was cool I didn’t think things were going to turn sour.

That night I got comfortable. I dressed in one of his T-shirts and snuggled up with the pillows in his bed. He surprised me by popping up early while I was fast asleep. Rod walked into the room as quiet as a mouse. He pulled back the covers and lifted up his T-shirt and bam! There it was. I was fully exposed all eight inches of me. He screamed loud furious as fuck that he had gotten played.

I was awakened to his powerful fist pounding me in my head and face. He picked me up and slammed me down to the floor. From the impact of the first blow I was knocked unconscious. The second one caused me to regain my consciousness. I wish I would’ve just stayed unconscious that way I wouldn’t have had to endure such a brutal beating. He was talking shit while he kicked me in the face and ribs about how I played him.

He took out his gun and yelled at me telling me to open my mouth. Luckily he hadn’t knocked any of my teeth out, but my mouth was full of blood. He put the gun down my throat and told me that he should fucking kill me. By the grace of god that psycho nigga spared me. He threw me out into the hallway and ran off. A nosey old lady saw me bleeding to death and called 911. Of course I didn’t press charges. I guess I deserved it after what I did to him. I hadn’t seen him since the incident occurred and I wasn’t trying to.

I tried hiding behind some purses. I was praying to the lord above that he didn’t see me. While I was ducking I scanned around the room looking for Mike. Then I saw him walking in Rod’s direction. I’m like shit why the fuck did they have to know each other. It felt as if my heart had hit the floor. I thought I was dead. All I could see was my ass getting beat again. You would’ve thought I would’ve learned my lesson by now, but I didn’t.