I hadn’t answered my phone in two weeks. My message box, I’d cleared out last night. Mom Dukes, Tamia, Keisha, Latifah, Sonya, Denise, Pam… Pam! I need to get at her A.S.A.P! In all, I’d deleted thirty - six messages. Thirty - five marked “Urgent.” I hadn’t heard from Shell. There was no funeral. Monique had long ago informed me that she didn’t want anybody standing over her, looking at her while she was dead. Always the bashful queen. I couldn’t bring myself to do it, so mom dukes had it taken care of. Monique’s ashes now sat on her living room mantel. She says it’s her daughter and granddaughter. Mama was convinced that the baby was gonna be a girl. She never liked any of my previous girlfriends. Not much anyway. In her eyes, they were never good enough for her only child. She loved Monique though. That in itself spoke volumes. The four thousand dollars that they’d released to me once my charges got thrown, was almost depleted. The Residence Inn was two hundred and sixty - five dollars a night, but it did hold all the privacy I needed to be alone while I got my thoughts together and mourned. But now I’m tired of being cooped up. It’s time to get out in these streets and get some answers, because everybody knows, that the streets will always talk first…
“That’s right, suck that dick. Stop bullshittin and suck that mothefucker like you mean it.” I coached Pam as she sucked me off like it held the keys to her success. Pam was coal black with her own hair down to her ass. That came, from one part black ass mama, and one part Lumbee Indian. I’d met Pam one late night at Devine’s Bar & Grill downtown, while throwing back double shots of Grey Goose and watching my Duke Blue Devils pound out UNC up on the big screen. Her man she’d informed me was Zeke. A cat I knew to be a part time coke and weed dealer and full time barber. A barber shop is just like a beauty salon. Full of gossiping motherfuckers. If it’s being talked about in the streets, the barber shop knows. The sole reason I’d chosen Pam for tonight. I needed information. We’d agreed to meet up tonight at Vegas Night Life in Raleigh. I’d showed up extremely early, just to peep the scene. Now I was suspicious of everybody. The club was packed wall to wall, yet Pam had no problem finding me at the bar.
“Hey. What you drinkin?” She smiled as she sat down beside me.
“I got a fifth of Hennessy in the car and some “Loud” back at the room. You trying to get that pussy strectched outta shape tonight or what?”
“Damn! On the first date! You a bold nigga aint you?”
“Always. So, what you wanna do? You wanna get up outta her and go make a movie?”
Her laugh came from deep down as she seemed to be contemplating. “Okay. But I gotta be home by four. Where your room at?”
Now we’re here. Naked and going in. “Put some more of that dick in your mouth.”
“Umph….!” Pam gasped “It’s too big!” She spoke out out of breath. Obviously, she liked “too big,” because instantly my wood was back in her mouth. And then she went to work! She spat on the head of my dick as the slippery slurping of her mouth made me think of a hot wet pussy. Lifting my nutts she
nibbled on the line just underneath, before taking the tip of her tongue and flicking it across my sack like a whip!
“Aaagh!” I groaned out loud despite myself. She licked and sucked at both balls hungrily while pumping my shaft intensely! With a slight turn of her head, my dick was back in her mouth, as she went for her prize like a rock starved crack fiend! I was lying flat on the bed and she was on her knees with her face between my legs. Getting it! I hadn’t fucked in two weeks, so I know the load that I sprayed down her throat was thick and satisfying to a superfreak like her.
“Mmmm… What you been eating? That tasted like grape!” Pam purred as I rolled on a Magnum.
“Get up on this dick and quit all that talking.”
“Okay baby.” Pam threw her leg across my lap and prepared to ride me like a stallion.
“Ah, ah. Turn around, let me see what that ass look like reverse cowgirl. With only a smile, Pam spun around turning her back to me, sliding her dripping wet pussy down onto my thick wood, coating it with thick, white cream. I think she may have cum while she was sucking me off.
“Aaaaaah!” She cried out as she slid down fully onto my length. WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! The sound of hard fucking echoed through the room, as Pam started bouncing her phat ass on my dick, slamming her ass cheeks into my thighs!
“Pop that ass! Pop that ass on this dick!” WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP!
“Ohhhhh!” Pam bellowed as I reached my hand around and squeezed her swollen clit. “Oh shit, you gotta big dick!” WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! WOP! Pam’s pace quickened as she neared her peak! “Oh fuck, I’m about to cum!” She screamed so loud it startled me, just as she leaned over, grabbed my shins and slammed her pussy down over and over onto my steel rod! “Banks I’m cummmmmmmmin! Pam cried out the words as if actual tears would soon follow! Leaving her no time to contemplate her orgasmic explosion, I rolled her off of me onto her back. The weed and Henny kept my wood at rock solid attention. Pam was out of breath and glazy eyed as I reached out and squeezed one thick mahogany thigh before tossing it over my shoulder. My hands became unneeded as the length and stiffness of my pipe allowed me to slide effortlessly into her hot opening. “Uhhhh! Oh shit, Banks you gone make me fuck one of these bitches up out here!” Pam cried up to me from the stretching of her insides. Damn. Here this chic was talking about fucking some other broads up over me when she got a man and three kids at home! A classic case of, “dick drunk!” Leaning into her I grabbed her other leg and threw it over my other shoulder, braced my hands on each side of her and stood up in that pussy! “Oh Jesus!” Pam screamed and went ballistic when my dick hit rock bottom! No time for games now. Laying my full weight down on my arms, I stretched my legs all the way out and tried to pile drive my way through the bed! MOP! MOP! MOP! MOP! MOP! MOP! MOP! I struck hard and fast as the musky scent of good fucking quickly filled the room. “Oh fuck! Cum in my mouth!”
“What?” I looked down at her as I continued to pound!
“Cum in… my mouth… Pleaaassse!” Pussy juice was everywhere! On my thighs, my stomach, my dick hairs were soaked as I…… MOP! MOP! MOP! MOP! Pounded her into submission! Just as I started to cum I pulled out of her juice soaked pussy, snatched the Magnum off my dick and crawled up to her face, watching thick ropes of cum splash across her nose and left eye, before quickly she grabbed hold of my spurting pipe and slapped it into her open and awaiting mouth! “Mmmmf! Mmmf!” Pam moaned and twisted underneath me like a school girl who had to pee, drinking down all that was left of my seed. This time I knew she was cumming, as she shivered and shook under me. A cum junky! Nothing gets her off more than a strong, hot load of cum, sprayed down her throat from a big dick. “Oh! Oh fuck!” She gasped trying to catch her breath, not even bothering with my still semi-erect penis that now rested on her lips. Hmmm…. I might have to keep this freak. “Whew! Damn boy! Where you been all my life! Them bitches won’t lying about you, damn!”
“Oh yeah? What they say?” I rolled over and lay down beside her on the bed.
“Boy please! I been trying to get some of this dick since high school!”
“You knew me in high school?”
“No boy, it’s just a figure of speech. But I have been knowing who you were for a good minute now. You know how the girls is. They gone talk about some good dick.”
“I aim to please.”
“Boy stop. You know what you be doing. I can feel my coochie starting to get sore already! But that’s that good sore. Damn you were all up in my fuckin stomach! Damn that shit hurt so good!”
“Yeah, I try to make sure you get your money’s worth. I been going through some shit lately though. Family shit.”
“I heard about it.” Yes! This is what I’ve been waitin on! My mind jumped to attention.
“I’m sorry about your girl Banks. That was some grimey ass shit.”
“Who told you about it?” I didn’t ask her what she’d heard.
“I heard Zeke and them talking about it. Didn’t they lock that shiesty nigga Shell up for it?”
“What? Who said that?”
“I think that’s what Zeke said. That he got locked up or he had something to do with it or something.”
“But he said Shell’s name? You heard it?”
“Yeah. Him and Stevey said it. You didn’t know?”
“Yeah I heard something.” I lied “But I don’t think he did it.”
“Well they damn sho do! It’s like everybody saying it or something.”
Everybody was saying what? Ain’t nobody told me shit! My heart rate raced as anger and suspicion shot through me like lightening! Of all people, why would his name come up? Why his? None of the detectives had spoken to me about suspects! Suddenly I felt ashamed. Was I really that stupid? Was it that fuckin simple? One goddamn thing for sure, I was gonna find out! Why his name? Why his? Out of all the people in the world? For his sake and mine, I hope it’s just chicken heads gossiping. Damn. Am I my brother’s keeper?
To be continued…..