It had been a long day for Whitney while she was at work she received a phone call from her roommate Arnessa informing her that their apartment had been broken into and that the place had been ransacked. Whitney was instantly filled with anger. While talking to her roommate, Blue could see Whitney’s demeanor change instantly. “What’s wrong my girl, that couldn’t have been a pleasant phone call,” Blue asked. “My apartment got broken into. I’m about to clock out go home and see the damage.” “Damn, that’s crazy let me know if I can help in anyway.” Frustrated Whitney nodded her head, got her things together and went home.
It was 7 o’clock Whitney and Arnessa had talked to the police, filled out a report, and now had begun cleaning up. She looked at her phone and saw that she had 5 miss calls, while looking to see who called her the phone began to ring, it was Blue. “Tell me something good my girl,” he said. “I wish I could, I really do but looking at my apartment just makes me mad all over again.” “Shit, I know it does. I’ve been there before so I know exactly how you feel. Tell you what, my boys and I are going out tonight why don’t you and your roommate come stay at my house.” “Wow, that’s very generous off you Blue, but we’ll be all right. Arnessa probably going to go Danny’s anyway.” “So, what you staying alone … hell naw, pack some things, lock up, and come my way.” I’m not taking a no for an answer, so give me a slow “YES” instead of a fast “No.” I got a fridge full of food and plenty of space. The spare key is under the rock, which you already know. So go in and make yourself at home. I’ll be back late tonight.
Whitney finally agreed, she packed up a bag and proceed to the North side of town where Blue stayed. Upon arriving at the house Whitney used the spare key to the house, entered to find herself all alone with a note on the counter top. The note read:
Whitney --- Glad you came to your senses. I fixed up both spare rooms upstairs so choose one and make yourself at home. There is plenty food in the fridge and I put fresh towels and face cloths in the bathroom. We’re at XTC call me if you need anything---- One Love Blue
After a long shower, Whitney put on her Victoria’s Secret pajamas, fitted pink cotton T-shirt and a pair of pink-and-white-stripped boy shorts. Hungry, Whitney went down stairs for a snack. She nearly jumped out her skin when she saw Blue sitting on the couch reading. “I thought you were gone.” “Nah, I told the boys to go on without me,” he said, looking up from the book that he was reading. He could not take his eyes off of her. Blue had never seen her in anything other than baggy sweats that she wore everyday. Now she was standing in front of him, her body tight, no stomach, and had a nice sized butt too. It had a nice round shape, which the shorts were amplifying. She stood 5’4, 110, caramel skin tone, beautiful eyes with a natural Afro on her head. For the first time Blue really looked at Whitney. He saw a strong female who could stand on her own two feet and would do whatever it took to provide for her and her family. Whitney was so cool and laid back, Blue often thought of her as one of the boys, when she came around.
Blue got up and went into the kitchen where Whitney stood in front of the open refrigerator. The hem of her boy shorts barely covered the bottom of her protruding ass. Should I cross this friendship line? Blue asked himself, feeling his dick swell. Nah, let me fall back. Turning to walk away, he caught another glimpse of her ass. Fuck that. He walked right up on her, and as he reached over her to get a chilled bottle of water, he intentionally rubbed his dick against her so she could feel how hard it was. Whitney attempted to move, but there was nowhere to go but in the fridge. Slipping his hands into the waist of her shorts, he massaged her hips. “What are you doing?” she questioned, feeling her nipples harden. He pulled her closer to him, shut the door then backed her against the refrigerator. Eyeing her luscious body, he noticed her hard nipples. She attempted to walk away. Pushing her back into position, in a low tone he said, “Don’t do that, ma. Do you know what I went through jus to walk over here?” Doing her best to be strong, she asked again “Blue, what are you doing?” I can’t front ma, your ass is beautiful, and I mean I knew you were cute. I thought about getting at you, but I put that shit on hold because of our friendship.” He took her arm and placed it around his waist. “Blue, I don’t know --- “You don’t know about what? You don’t know if you’re feeling me?” She diverted her eyes from his. No look at me. “Tell me to leave you alone” He ran his tongue up and down her neck. “ Tell me to get off of you and I will.” Blue slipped his hand in front of her shorts, running his fingers over her swollen clit. “Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll stop, that’s my word. I won’t come at you again.” Taking the lead, he pulled her shirt off. “No more talking, “ he said, pulling her shorts down. Kissing her body gradually he eased onto his knees. “Open your legs, let me show you something.” Doing as she was told, she watched as he licked her clit with the tip of his tongue. Ecstasy shot throughout her body. Her knees buckled, and she had to grab the back of his head to keep from falling. Licking her clit the more he feasted on her the wetter she became. Blue grabbed her ass pushing her closer to him allowing his tongue to go deep into her. Within minutes she came in his mouth. Blue took off his wifebeater as Whitney unbuckled his pants. Lying back on the oversized vanilla couch, she asked, “You sure this isn’t just a fuck?” “ I wouldn’t dare just fuck you.” He lay between her legs. “I’ma take care of you.” He sucked on her lip and kissed her passionately. Slowly penetrating her he closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation. Whitney’s pussy felt like a hot, wet vice grip on his dick; he nearly nutted. Trying to be gentle, he started out stroking her slowly rolling his hips up and down. While running his fingers through her hair, he looked into her slanted eyes “Stay here … let me take care of you.” He ran all the way up in her and paused. “Ahhh, Whitney screamed out, her eyes fluttering from the pleasure that Blue was pounding into her. He lifted her legs up over his forearms, going right up the middle. “oohh-oooohhh, oh Blue, wait, stop. “Whitney’s body tensed up, her legs began to tremble, her pussy contracted in and out and creamy liquid flowed down, saturating his dick. Blue pulled out and saw her cream covering his brown dick. “Turn over,” he told her. Holding her by the waist, he entered her from behind; she grabbed a throw pillow and bit down on it to keep from screaming aloud. While sliding in and out of her he licked her neck then whispered in her ear. “I want you to come on my dick.” Blue ran the tip of his tongue up her spine. Whitney responded by arching her back and poking her ass out exactly what he wanted her to do. Beginning to climax, he squeezed her waist tighter pumping harder and faster. Groaning in pleasure, he exploded inside of her with his dick still inside her, he asked, “Whose pussy is this?” The way Blue was coming at her was controlling, arrogant and confident. Whitney loved it. Hesitantly, she answered, “It’s yours, Blue!”
