Chapter 68

After catching a victim slipping at the Go-Go, Little James took all that man’s valuables and left him buck naked in the trunk of his car in the parking lot. He decided not to kill the man because he wanted to save all that rage for Carmelo Glover. Plus, PG police were out on the prowl in the area all around the perimeter of the CFE nightclub. He couldn’t believe he got away with robbery without getting caught. Once he slid up on the man and shoved his gun in his back, the victim begged him not to shoot and did everything commanded of him to keep his life intact. He had been getting himself prepared to put his plan in motion and he figured he needed a little more money so he could chill after putting phase one of his plan into motion.

After the petty robbery, which only netted him $2,300 and some fake jewelry, Little James called up Jennifer. She answered on the first ring. He told her to meet him at the Super 8 Motel on New York Avenue in Northeast. Before he arrived, Jennifer had beaten him there and already had the room ready for them

Slightly suspicious of her – he saw a lot of guys get tricked out of their lives for trusting a big butt and smile. Little James told her to turn the key back in and get another room. When she complied without showing any signs of betrayal, he followed her inside the office to make sure she didn’t call anybody on the cell phone and give them the switch-up plan. Even though he’d fucked her on a few occasions, Little James lived by the motto “Never trust anybody under any circumstances!”

Moments later, Little James and Jennifer entered the room and began undressing. No words were needed. They knew why they’d come to the hotel. As soon as they got naked, he took her in his arms and covered her mouth in a passionate kiss. Her whole body came alive from his lips and touch. She molded her thick, soft body to his stocky frame, her titties mashing against his chest. Her nipples were hard and they tingled and burned when she pressed closer.

“Damn, I’ma tear this ass up,” he huffed, rubbing all over her soft ass as his dick sprang up to attention.

“Mmm….actions speak louder than words, boo,” she whispered as she rubbed his granite pole against her thigh while their tongues whipped back and forth. He inched his hand down and found that her juices were flowing. He could tell that she missed being with him.

She’s geekin’ for the dick, he thought, feeling her reaching down to grab hold of his manhood.

She began moving her hand between her thick legs and over his love pump. She rubbed his hardness with the back of her fingers, trying to ease him. Then she turned her hand around and began stroking his hard-on like she was cocking a shotgun back and forth. While she did that, he kissed all over her neck until his tongue lingered over her left nipple. Feeling the enlightening pleasures her hand job gave him, he began massaging her nipple with his wet tongue and lips, turning her on like he never had before.

“Aaaaaah….ssss…” She gasped, feeling the electrifying thrills his lips sent all the way to her pussy. She was wet, pulsating, primed, and ready for penetration. “Fuck me…fuck me now,” she said in a throaty whisper, pushing him back until they both fell on the bed.

“Damn, bitch, you geekin like a ma’fucka for the dick, huh?” he said excitedly, making her squeeze his pipe.

She had an overwhelming desire to take his dick in her mouth and suck it until he begged her to stop. It looked so adorable to her the way it stood up like the leaning tower of Pisa against her hairless belly and he was harder than a broomstick.

“It’s Ms. J-Bitch,” she corrected him before easing her head down to lick the underside of his throbbing boner from his balls to the tip of the head and back down to his balls again. Then she forced his stiffness downward until the head was in line with the parted O of her lips. She leaned forward and engulfed a few inches of his hard dick inside her warm, wet mouth. She began sawing her lips back and forth over his pipe.

“Damn, bitch,” he moaned. “You sucking this ma’fucka like you tryna make a nigga fall in love with your ass or something. Damn, you like that?” he asked, palming her head as it bobbed up and down on his thick love rod.

To heighten his pleasure, Jennifer fondled his balls with her free hand. At times, she stroked his smooth thighs. Then suddenly she released his shaft with a loud POP!

“I need for you to beat this pussy up like you ain’t never gon’ get it again!”

“Anything you say, bitch!” he said, watching her crawl over top of him and get in a doggy position, face down, ass up.

He crawled behind her, feeling hot rushes while looking at her wagging her soft ass back and forth at him in an inviting manner. The look in his lustful eyes came straight from the depths of hell. He got up and spread her soft cheeks. His hands seemed to sink inside the soft mounds of her ass as he guided his dick to the mouth of her swollen pussy lips.

She grabbed his pole and began moving it all around, up and down the opening of her slit. Her clit responded with tiny pulsations from the semi-hard friction.

“Stop playing and get the rubber,” he said.

She ignored him, taking hold of the stiffness and guiding his raw tool inside her wet love tunnel. That stretched her pussy lips apart, thrilling the inside of her honey pot. As he drove deeper and deeper inside her inner sanctum, she bit down on her bottom lip, making the ugliest sex face ever. His bareback love muscle was thrilling her in a way no other latex-covered dick had.

He gripped her tiny waist, driving to the core of squishy sex, making her inhale sharply. “Dis dick hurtin’ you, ain’t it?” he asked, feeling his ego swell while twisting his boner in and out of her glazed inner walls.

“Boy, please,” she lied, wanting him to go faster. She looked at him over her shoulder with devious smile on her face. Her chin, mouth, and facial cheeks were glazed with pre-cum juices from his dick mixed with sweat.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” she moaned and he began moving faster.

As he sped up, she began screaming out his name, urging him to go faster and faster. When he got to full speed, she felt her clit vibrating from his jackhammer-like thrust. At the same time, he eased his ring finger into her anal sheath. It slid in and out with ease and sent boiling blood racing through her veins. She began humping back and forth, fucking onto his probing finger and spearing herself on his thrusting dick.

“Aaahh shit…aah shit…aaaah… I’m about to cum…I’m about to….” She gasped with pleasure, barreling over the top. “I said I’m about toooo….cuuuuuuummmmm, bitch!” she shrieked, climaxing all over his stabbing love muscle.

When she began climaxing, she thought she would never stop. The climax swept through her body like a twister destroying a small country down in the South. Little James extracted his finger from her tight anal cavity and then pulled his dick from her oozing pussy.

“Put it back…put it back in…” she said breathlessly.

“Say please, bitch,” he taunted her, rubbing his dick up and down the crack of her ass cheeks.

“Please stick it back in,” she gasped.

“Tell me how you want the stick to slide back up in you, fast or slow?”

“Just like this.” She worked her finger around his steely shaft and shoved him back inside her neglected honey pot. She threw one knee forward, collapsing on it, making him follow her and move astride her hips. Taking hold of his dick with her inner muscles, she gyrated her hips in circular motions until his dick slid inside her oily pussy sheath down to the balls. She started moving back and forth slowly, feeling her juices flowing down his stiff love muscle.

“Ahhh fuck!”  A half-strangled grunt burst from his throat as his back arched, lifting her back up on all fours. “You nasty bitch! You nasty little bit—arrrggggh!!” He groaned and thick, warm semen shot out of his dick, flooding the inside of her love nest.

While strings of his milky semen lashed against her inner sugary walls, Jennifer fell forward, causing his dick to jump out of her and spray her ass cheeks and the small of her back with the leftover semen gushing from his boner. When Jennifer got herself together, she eased her hand around his slowly deflating shaft and moved in closer to him. She kissed him passionately and squeezed his dick hard as she could, making him jump in pure pleasure.

“LJ, I want you to be all mines, for real,” she said, still dazed in the afterglow of their mind-boggling sex.

“I’m jive married to the street right now, bitch,” he said jokingly, making her suck her teeth and pout.

“I don’t care,” she said dreamily. “I want you and I’ll take whatever I can get until you leave that bitch in the street alone. She can’t ever do you like I can.”

“What if I go in and do a bid, how you gon’ feel then?”

“I like you better out here in this pussy, but if it comes to that, then I’ma ride for you, nigga.”      

Little James looked deep in her eyes, trying to determine if she had really just told the truth or if she was just consumed by the lustful moment. He knew one thing:  he’d never, ever fuck her raw again unless they were a couple. Little James didn’t want to catch AIDS for a few minutes of pleasure.

He told himself that he couldn’t let Jennifer be too much of a distraction to him because he had some serious business to attend to concerning his uncle’s killer, Carmelo Glover.