Giving Him Something He Can Feel (4 page)

Yep I heard the whole conversation. So from that day forth I told myself I’d find me a nice girl that needed to be taken care of. Once Kandi told me a little bit about her background, it was a no brainer, she was the perfect candidate. “Yep, Gina pretty much ruined it.” I tried to make it seem more than what it was with Kandi. “And I really like this girl too. Now she may never talk to me again because of Gina.” My mother didn’t seem too convinced so I had to push it a step further. “Me and Kandi have been hanging out every day so I want you guys to meet her. Get to know her because she may be around for a while.” Like always there was a moment of silence between my mother and myself. “Who names their child something like that? How is it spelled?” my mom asked. “Well do you prefer I bring home a guy named Keith?” If only I could see her face on the other end of that phone. That silence quickly changed when my mom said, “Okay, Caine. I’ll mention it to your father. I’m sure we can figure something out.” After chatting for a couple more minutes about my life there on campus, we ended the call.

While I was getting dressed, I walked over to the chair and pick up my pants. I looked in the pocket and retrieved the dollar bill given to me by Shawn. It was a quarter past eight and close to the time we were supposed to meet up. The plan was to meet at a bar in downtown Atlanta. I didn’t know exactly how old Shawn was but I knew damn well I wouldn’t be able to go to a bar and drink. Planning ahead, I sent Shawn a text message and told him I lost my ID so I wouldn’t be able to go. Not thinking shit else about it I finished getting dressed.

My phone alerted me of a notification and when I checked it, I realized it was a reply back from Shawn.

No prob man I got some bud and Henny you down?

That wasn’t the answer I was expecting to receive but it put a smile on my face. I started dancing, doing the Beyoncé “Crazy in Love” booty shake. Hell yeah I was down. That nigga just didn’t know how much and if he was coming over here then he would be finding out. I replied back with a short but to the point text message.

Yeah I’m wit it 2354 Campus Way apt 3H come at 9.

Kandi

Leaving class, I saw Gina walking side by side with my lab partner Stacy Carey. “Hey Kandi,” Stacey said with a smile on her face. “I want you to meet my friend Gina.” She introduced us like we were all going to go play in the sandbox together. “I’ve met her before,” I said as I was pointing at Gina. “What’s with all the attitude Kandace?” Gina asked sarcastically. Before I could say another word, she took over the conversation, like she always does. “Look I don’t know how to tell you this Kandi, but Caine is gay as all outdoors.” I looked at Stacy and Stacy looked at Gina and dropped her head. That girl would say absolutely anything to get me to stay away from that dude. I mean damn he must have had that bitch sprung or something. “Look Gina that’s enough. Caine ain’t here to defend himself so don’t try to play him like that.” Gina was just a sad, ruthless, rich ass bitch with nothing better to do. “I don’t have to lie. My proof is right here,” Gina said pointing towards Stacy. Stacy stood there and didn’t say a word. How the fuck could Gina ask her to speak on someone she didn’t know. “Go ahead tell her Stacy…” Gina said, instigating the conversation. “…because that bitch is dating a down-low nigga and she don’t even know it,” Gina finished off saying. I didn’t know how to react because that statement was so damn bogus. That bitch was crazy as hell. Slightly grabbing Gina’s arm Stacy said, “That’s enough Gina.” Looking back at me Stacy said, “I’m sorry Kandi, Gina can be so rude sometimes.” Pulling Gina by the arm Stacy said, “We should get going now, see you in class.” As they walked off I could hear them softly fussing with each other. Gina told Stacy not to ever speak up for her ever again and I could’ve sworn I heard Stacy say no one was ever supposed to know about Caine. Those bitches were up to something. Not only did I have to watch out for Gina but now I had to keep a close eye on Stacy too. I walked back to my dorm room.

Why would Gina say Caine was hers then flip it to he was gay? That shit didn’t make sense. He knew how to treat a lady. We had great conversations and he was a very nice guy. We had a great first date until that bitch ruined it. Gina was a fucking hater. She was mad because Caine didn’t want her. Shit as long as the motherfucker could take care of me financially and buy me anything I wanted, I wouldn’t give a damn if he were gay or bi-sexual. I’d turn his ass back straight with this good pussy of mine. I was going to throw that pussy at him and see if he took it. If he didn’t then he could be suspect but if he did then I knew Gina was just a hating ass bitch. Just as quick, as I thought it I had the perfect plan.

I pondered on it for hours until I finally got enough courage to go to Caine’s house. I washed and curled my hair. I made sure every curl was long and curled to perfection. I applied scented lotion all over my body; including my pussy and ass crack; then I put on the cutest thong out of my collection. I quickly applied my makeup, lipstick, threw on a nice see through mini, stepped in my heels, and made my way to Caine’s house. I knew it was risky just popping-up around a nigga’s house but that was the chance I was going to take. I pulled out all the stops and it was time to put that nigga to the test.

Play with Fire and Get Burned

Caine

8:45 p.m.

I was making sure everything looked nice and tidy throughout my apartment before Shawn got there. If he was on standard nigga time then I was sure I would have at least 30 extra minutes. I double-checked making sure tissue was in the bathroom, no dishes were in the sink, and condoms were by my bed, just in case.

8:57 p.m.

There was a knock at the door. I didn’t want it to seem like I was waiting on Shawn to get there, so I checked myself out in the mirror one last time and brushed my hair before answering the door. I opened the door to let Shawn in. I could instantly smell alcohol on his breath before he said a word. That nigga was already tipsy. I scoped him out before I let him in my apartment. Shawn was looking too good. He had on some blue baggy jeans, number three Jordan’s, and some type of jersey to match. He may not have been my type but I hadn’t put my dick in a nigga’s ass in months so he’d have to do. He volunteered to come over so he knew what was up.

“What’s up man,” Shawn said slurring. Holding up a case of beer he said, “I don’t know what type of beer you drink but I got some Heineken and this Henny.” I finally let him in the apartment and he found his way to my couch. Shawn started rolling a blunt so I grabbed the case of beer, went to the kitchen, and put all but two beers in the refrigerator to get cold. Shawn wasn’t paying attention so I opened the beers in the kitchen and slipped two well-known pills into his. Going back into the living room, I handed Shawn his pill-tainted beer.

“Here you go,” I said handing it to him.

He drunk half the bottle then fired up the jay. He was already buzzing when he got there so along with the beer, blunt, and the pills his ass had to be on the verge of passing out.

“So tell me how you met Gina man,” I said to start a conversation. I could tell the nigga was starting to feel woozy because he couldn’t even sit up straight. He passed me the blunt and said, “She asked me out to dinner.” Right after he said that he hit the floor face first and laid there stiff as a board. I put the blunt in the ashtray and kicked him a couple of times to make sure he wouldn’t get up. Shawn was out and my fun could begin. I dragged his ass into my bedroom and laid him across my bed. I took off all of his clothes. It didn’t take me long because the blue jeans were already baggy. I sucked his dick until it was brick hard. I loved sucking dick. Something about the power of a man going straight into my mouth turned me on. I kept sucking Shawn’s dick until he was about to cum and then I hopped on it. I had never rode a dick before so what better time than that to see if I enjoyed it. Shawn didn’t have the biggest dick so it wasn’t painful for me to slide his dick in my ass. I rode him from the front and then from the back. I was having fun with his pretty ass. After I was done, I stood up and tried to open his mouth. I struggled to keep his shit open but once I got it, I went to town on his face. Getting to the mission at hand, I licked his ass a few times to get it nice and wet for me. I liked sucking dick but I hated eating ass so after a few licks I just put some Vaseline on the crack of his ass. Once I got it nice and lubricated, I shoved my dick straight up his ass raw dog. No condom, no nothing. I could tell Shawn had never been penetrated before because his ass was so damn tight. I hurt my dick trying to get my shit in there. I got in there good after a few tries. I pumped faster and faster. His ass felt so damn good. I was about to nut. I continued to pump his ass faster until his ass started to bleed. Shawn’s virgin ass made me cum in minutes. I busted right in his ass. Hell, it wasn’t as if he was going to know any fucking way. I wanted another nut so after a ten-minute rest, I took advantage of him again. That time I didn’t even want any ass so I raped his mouth while that nigga was still passed out. I flipped his pretty ass back over and adjusted his mouth to make him suck my dick. I put my dick so deep in his throat that time I was hitting his tonsils. I knew I hit them at least three or four times. I took the head of my dick and slapped his lips with it. I positioned myself on my bed so his mouth would stay open and I was able to fuck his face. A few seconds later, I busted in his mouth. I put my nut all over his lips and face. I fell back on the bed feeling rejuvenated. That was the best head I’d had in a minute. Whether I had to take it or not I needed that, and his ass was probably on the down low anyway. I got up to get a washcloth from my laundry room. With it, I wiped off all my sperm from his mouth, face, and lips. I cleaned his butt hole with baby wipes but they weren’t enough to stop the bleeding from Shawn’s ass. I had to get him to the bathtub. I then dragged him from my bedroom to my bathroom and put him in the bathtub. It was true what they say about dead weight because it felt like that nigga weighed 300 pounds. After getting his heavy ass in the tub, I washed him up real good and made sure his ass stopped bleeding. I took him out and dragged him back to my bedroom. I put all his clothes back on except for his shoes and then laid him back across the bed. I went back in the bathroom, cleaned the bathtub, and hopped in the shower to clean off all traces of Shawn. I got out of the shower smelling good. I put on some clean boxers, deodorant under my pits, Vaseline on my lips, and picked up my brush to brush my waves. I loved keeping the niggas seasick.

I made my way to the living area to watch some TV. After taking Shawn’s ass, I felt so relaxed and sleepy. I didn’t how the fuck I was going to get that nigga
out my house but I would think of something before morning. I started to doze off and then I heard knock on my door.

KANDI

I arrived at Caine’s house unannounced to paranoid to knock on the door. A million thoughts were running through my head. Maybe he wasn’t there, maybe he was studying, or maybe another female was in there with him. I didn’t get all cute to just turn around and walk back to my dorm, especially not in those heels, so I knocked on the door. I knocked about four times and as I was turning around to leave, the door came open. Caine peeked his head out of the door wearing nothing but boxers and socks. “I’m sorry to disturb you, is this a bad time?” I asked. He looked at me for a second and said, “Umm no. One of my buddies is going through some personal stuff so he’s sleeping over but it’s never bad timing, not for you.” I bet he was probably thinking how the fuck does this crazy bitch know where I live. “You look beautiful Kandi, would you like to come in?” I didn’t know a gay guy who would give a girl the time of day let alone invite her into his place. It didn’t take long for me to say, “Yes, I would love to, but only if I’m not interrupting.” Once I was in his apartment, he showed me around. It was a two-bedroom; larger than I expected for a campus apartment. Caine showed me every room except his bedroom where oddly his buddy was sleeping. I felt if there was something freaky going on, he wouldn’t have let me in so I thought nothing of it.
I had to admit his apartment was nice and tidy. I assumed he was a Leo because he had a jungle theme going on with lions everywhere. “Would you like a beer or something to drink?” he asked. I had the taste for the finer things in life. I knew Caine had money and he asked me if I wanted a beer of all things. Shit daddy didn’t raise no damn dummy. Daddy always said, “Hoes drink cum, ladies drink beer and women drink wine.” After seeing mama swallow anything that came her way, I figured if I ever landed a rich nigga, I would only drink the finest wines and champagnes. “No, no thanks I’m fine,” I said politely. “So what brings you by tonight Kandi?” Caine asked with a smile. I couldn’t stand to tell him the truth about the accusations Gina made so I lied and with a straight face, “I was a little bored but honestly I’m horny as hell.” I slipped off my mini dress and bra and began walking over to him with just heels and my thong on. “My, my home boy in the other room Kandi..,” he said stuttering “…I, I don’t want our first time to be rushed,” he managed to get out.

I wasn’t hearing shit that nigga had to say. He would be tested that night. Shit, any straight nigga would be thrilled to have a sexy bitch like me willing and ready to ride his dick. I did a seductive Jessica Rabbit walk over towards him, which resulted in his dick getting hard. Not thinking about whoever or whatever was in the other room. I went straight to my knees and began sucking his long hard dick. I was pleasantly surprised to find out just how blessed Caine really was. The more I sucked and slobbed the more it grew. “Damn girl you have some tight jaws,” he said as I was sucking. I was deep throating his dick and going to town, like my tuition depended on it. He took both his hands and lifted my head up for me to stop sucking his dick. Then he laid me on the couch, opened my legs, and pulled over my cute thong to have a taste of my sweet candy-coated pussy. I was moaning. That shit felt so good. Caine was sucking on my clit and right when I was about to cum he stopped and said, “I’ll be right back… don’t move.” He got up and went to get a blanket and some condoms. When he came back, he picked up right where he left off and managed to slip the condom on all at once. I was moaning and then Caine rammed his big beef right in my tight hole. His dick was so big it felt like he hit one of my ovaries. He fucked me from the front then turned me around to fuck me from the back. The shit was hurting more than anything because he was ramming so damn hard. The shit had me wondering if the nigga had ever felt pussy before. Caine managed to get a nut off in less than ten minutes but before he could fully finish getting off, his bedroom door opened, and I saw Shawn come out. Caine jumped up like he’d seen a ghost and I managed to cover up with the blanket. “Damn my bad Caine…
I didn’t know where the hell I was for a second. Everything seems so damn blurred out,” Shawn said while rubbing his hands across his head back and forth. “It’s all good man; you were fucked up when you got here. You asked to use the bathroom then I found you on my bed sleep,” Caine told him. I didn’t know why the hell Caine felt the need to explain himself to Shawn but he needed to carry his ass on. “Shit I’m sorry man and sorry Miss Lady,” Shawn said while pointing in my direction and leaving out of the apartment. Caine looked at me and said, “I’m sorry he caught us but I told you my home boy was in the other room.” Then he started laughing as if the shit was funny or like he was relieved. I just laughed it off too, hell at least I knew he wasn’t gay. “I really like you Kandi,” Caine started to say, “I would love it if you met my parents.” I must’ve put it on him for that nigga to ask me to meet the parents. With a slight smile I said, “I would love to meet your parents Caine but I have nothing to wear. Plus I don’t think I would be up to their standards so I’m gonna have to decline.” Caine looked at me as if I was the last puppy to adopt from the pound. He said, “Look Kandace I don’t care what anybody thinks about you…” He paused for a second then said, “I’m falling for you and I’ll buy you something to wear.” Right then I knew I had his ass and I was closer to the Johnson gold mine than I thought.