Night of Seduction

Tia arrived at my apartment at 9:42pm fresh off a long day of work.  Once she approached my door she saw a Blue note taped to the door with her name on it.  She took the note and began to read:

                Tia,

                I know you’ve been going hard with school and work, so I have a little surprise for you to ease                some your tension b/c I know you have been stressed.  Put your bags by your side and empty out all your pockets. Take the scarf from the door knob tie it around your eyes and knock 7 times on the door.  You will receive further instructions …

Not knowing what to expect Tia did just as the note said.  As soon as she knocked 7 times I opened the door eagerly.  “Hey there Queen!” “What have you got up your sleeve,” she said wondering.  “Don’t worry about that at all you will see soon enough, just let me take care of you tonight. Put your hand out.”  I grabbed her hand and lead her in.  “Stay right here for a second let me get your things.  I grabbed her bags and sat them inside.  I walked behind her slowly wrapping my arms around her.  Neo Soul played throughout the room, music and fumes from the oven filled the air.  I whispered in her ear “I could tell you were stressed so I had to do my part.” Kissing her on her neck then saying “These are the rules” “Rules what kind of rules, I’m not good with those” Tia said. “Trust me just follow these simples’ rules and tonight will be something you will never forget.”  Tia smiled as her mind only wondered what was in store for her tonight.  “There is only one rule so it won’t be hard at all.” “And what rule is that!” “You have to do everything I tell you to do tonight.  No ifs, ands or buts about it.  You understand. So I’m going to ask you this one question Do you trust me?” “Say what,” Tia said excitedly.  “Do you trust me, yes or no?” “I trust you but I don’t know about this RAY!” “Good, that’s all I wanted you to say.  Now you know where my kitchen table is right, we are going to move that way while I’m behind you and I’m going to sit you there ok?” I asked while I was nibbling on her ear lobe.  “Yes, I do.” She responded softly.  “So, let’s move now.” We walked to the next room our bodies moving as one.  I held her tightly in my arms and the bulge of my dick pressed against her ass.  I lead her to the dining room and sat her down.  “I hope you’re hungry, after working so hard today.” “I actually am starving what did you make Ray.”  “It’s a secret but I want you to taste something first.” “Taste what nigga!” “Just open your mouth stop asking questions, and do what you’re told!” I said in a forceful voice.  “Look at you Mr. Boss man.” “
Ssshhhhh, do what your told.”  Tia opened her mouth in waiting. I put a cold grape in her mouth slowly.  “Oooohhhh grapes I love those.”  I started feeding Tia a few grapes and after the last one I kissed her eagerly! “I want you to taste something else, open your mouth again.” Tia did as she was told opening her mouth again.  I put some hot melted chocolate on my finger and put it on her tongue.  Tia smiled, “Delicious!” I then took her finger and dipped it into the chocolate and proceeded to suck it off her finger.  “This isn’t the only thing I’m sucking tonight.” I said and Tia smiled “Boy you crazy.” “You right about that and this is just the beginning!”  I continued to fill Tia’s mouth with grapes, dipping her finger in the chocolate again licking it off every time.  While I was licking her finger a bell rung.  “What was that?” Tia asked.  “Dinner is served my dear, sit tight for me.” “Oh, I’m not going anywhere.”  I went into the kitchen and prepared her plate.  Steak, lobster tail and rice.  I sat her plate in front of her and said “Now take that blind fold off.” As soon as she did her eyes widened.  There were rose petals in the hallway; candles were lit throughout the place and on the kitchen table; her plate was fixed and I was wearing nothing but boxer briefs, white cuffs, and a bow tie.  “Now take your time eating, I’m going into the back room and setup for part 2 of tonight.”  I leaned over and kissed her deeply then proceeded into the back room.  When I came from the back room Tia was almost done eating.  “What you got going on in the back room” “Wouldn’t you like to know,” I said with a smile.  “Are you finished eating?” “Yes, I am thank you.  It was delicious.”  “Good, glad you enjoyed dinner.  Now put the blind fold back on.” “

Again!” “Yes, again.”  As soon as the blind fold was on I said “Stand up and take all your clothes off.” “Say, what boy.” “You heard me don’t say nothing else, take off your clothes.”  Tia stood up as told and I moved the chair away from you as she started to take off an article of clothing one by one.  When she was completely naked I walked up to her close enough to where she could feel me breathing.  I grabbed her hands and wrapped them around my neck.  “Hold on tight,” I said.  Tia grabbed the back of my head and I picked her up in my arms.  I lead her to the back where a hot bubble bath awaited her.  I gently put her legs into the steaming water and sat her on the edge of the tub.  “Take your time Queen and sit yourself into the water and NO, you may not take off the blind fold.”  As Tia sat in the tub and the hot water soothed her body, I gently washed her beautiful body.  “Just enjoy, Queen and let the worries of the day go.” After washing her body I said “Stay right here, I forgot to turn the music on in the room.”  I quickly turned on some smooth Jazz and went some more fruit from the other room.  “Open your mouth Queen” I said and dropped a cut peach into her mouth.  “Ray, I needed this so bad. I know I’ve been neglecting you lately as well too.  ” “I know babe but it’s quite all right.  I know how busy things are getting but I know it’s not going to last forever.  If I have to do more of this I’m going to get my time!”  “Ray, I’m ready to get you into the bed room with your half naked ass, where did you get them tight shorts from and bowie tie anyway.”  “I went to the mall and picked up a few items. I’ve been thinking about this for a while and finally got everything I wanted or needed.”  “Boy, you something else just don’t wear them things outside the house” I sat back and let out laugh.  “You don’t have to worry about that at all Queen.” I took the blind fold of her.  “Now your towel to dry off is over there on the sink.  Beside it you will be two bags for you.  I went to Victoria Secret and picked out a few items for you that I just would love to see you in.  As well as some MAC Make-up, so do your thing and I’ll be waiting for you in the bed ok?” Tia’s face lit up with joy! “Now don’t make me come in here after you, don’t take all night.  I’ve been horny for your ass ever since you walked into this apartment. “I walked out of the bath room, lay on the bed and awaited my queen to come out. 

When opened the bathroom door she looked sexy as hell.  I could feel my nature rising instantly.  I stared openly at her body, taking in the gentle slopes of her stomach, and then rising to adhere to her breasts in the yellow lace bra.  I loved her large breasts. D-cups, with brown nipples I could see tightening against the fabric.  The boy shorts accented her hips and ass perfectly.  Tia walked over to me slowly while I admired her body.  I stood to greet her with a kiss. Her lips were so soft and sweet. Our tongue wrestled with one another’s no one willing to give-into the other.  “Get naked for me,” I was not trying to wait any longer. I wanted her so bad by then.   Tia stood naked in front of me, and then I began to move, walking around her, having a look from all angles.  “Lie on the bed for me Queen and do exactly as I tell you.  Remember no questions asked tonight.” “Ok babe, what would you have me do?” “Sit there on the edge of the bed.” Tia did just as I asked, wondering where this was going.  “Okay, now I want you to run your index fingers over your nipples.  They’re already erect, and I want you to make this look and feel god.” Tia blushed and smiled partly from excitement.  Tia arched her back, lifting her breasts slightly and watched herself as she lightly rubbed just the very tip of both nipples.  I took the bullet from my bag and placed it on her pussy lips.  Tia immediately felt the Zaps from the quicksilver bullet warming and swelling the flesh there.  Unbidden, Tia pinched each tip, heightening the sensation as she looked up and me, and I said, ‘Very nice. Now I want you to lie back and spread your legs wide for me.  Continue working your nipples so you don’t loss the pulse rate.”  Tia was surprised at how liberating it felt to do this, to be in control of her body and her pleasure, and not be met with disapproval. “I love your body Tia, Supple and curvy and I love your confidence, SEXY!” Tia was bolstered and felt a bit more certain as she lay back and slowly raised her knees before parting them, slowly, then pushing her thighs back toward the bed, opening her sex wide while giving her nipples a sharp pinch.  So turned on Tia pinched and worked her nipples, feeling totally wanted, enjoying the desire that zipped from her breasts to her pussy, stimulating.  Swelling, exciting and making herself every wetter and slicker.  It didn’t surprise that Tia loved for me to just sit back and watch her.  She’d always told me fantasy’s about being watched.  She enjoyed the thought of me looking about her pleased and touched herself.  Once again, I approved. “Good, good. Now bring yourself to orgasm by rubbing your clitoris.  You may not close your legs either.  I want to see the muscle flexion. It would be better if I could feel it as well.  That is, if you don’t mind me feeling you orgasm.  More than a little breathless by now, Tia nodded. “Yes, please. I’d like that.” I breathed out a laugh that had an edge of appreciation to it.  I perched on the edge of the bed near Tia’s hip, facing her direction.  “Okay, go ahead whenever you’re ready.” Tia settled back onto the table, continuing to pinch her left nipple while reaching her right hand down to place her index finger on her clit.  Tia went slowly, gently, so I wouldn’t miss a thing.  Tia slipped the tip of my finger farther down, dipping into the slick heat of her cunt to wet the tip.   Masturbation had always felt better for her that way, her clit more sensitized when it was wet.  She rubbed now, slow circular motions, and a melting, scorching vortex soon began to form around her pussy.  A soft moan of warning escaped, telling me that orgasm wasn’t far away.  I responded quickly, painting two fingers along her slit to moisten them before slipping my fingers inside.  Tia stopped rubbing, wanting to prolong the deep, warm flare glowing inside.  A causal smile lifted the corner of my face as I made eye contact with her. “Yes, good idea. Let it build up for a big release.” With that, I withdrew my fingers slightly to add a third, opening Tia up a little wider, and applying more pressure as I thrust my fingers in deep this time, hard, straight into Tia’s G-spot.  The jolt cause an explosive burst of pleasure that swelled down her thighs and up through her torso, setting her nipples ablaze with hungry sensation.  I slowly pulled out and then thrust in again, Tia’s eyes lit up with challenge and intensity.  Tia, all thoughts of her performance lost now on a wave of desire, spread her legs as far as they would go, urging me to thrust hard again, and began to rub her clit in earnest.  The sensations were almost overwhelming, but Tia felt safe and sexy and never wanted to stop feeling this way.  “Rock your hips,” I instructed.  Tia coupled the order with another surprisingly strong thrust, and Tia obeyed.  Or tried to. As soon as she lifted her hips and pressed herself against the pressure of my hand, she felt the orgasm take root and contract muscles clear around into her buttocks, clenching them, gathering strength like a windup toy.  And with a pinch of her nipple, it all let go into a stuttering, prolonged climax that held her breathless in a whiteout of pleasure, holding her aloft for seconds before the pulsing began, slow and strong at first, then rapid and so satisfying she curled forward.  Just when Tia was about to attempt a breath, I pushed Tia’s hand away from her clit and pressed my thumb there firmly, then began to pump my fingers inside, hard and fast.  Instead of ebbing away, the orgasm roared back to life, spreading and spasming and making Tia cry out in alarmed ecstasy while her pussy pulsed and clenched at my fingers.  “How was that,” I asked but Tia could not hear let alone understand what I had said.  

Welcome to the Neighborhood

I had just accepted a new job as a Marketing Director At&T moving me from Mississippi to California.  I had been out there for a little over a month now living in a hotel and I finally had found a nice house in a nice little cul-de-sac and bought the last house in the neighborhood.  I t as a hot sunny day I could feel the sun rays on the back of my neck as I was unloading the UHAL truck getting my things together.  Out of nowhere I heard a voice “Hello. Welcome to the neighborhood.” I turned around to see a beautiful woman standing in my presence.  “Hi.” I responded with a smile.  She looked me in my eyes and said, “Today is a sizzler, isn’t it? I’m Morgan Smith.  I made you some sweet tea to help cool you off.” “Why thank you.  I appreciate the welcome and the tea.”  I responded with a deep and sultry voice.  I reached out and took the glass from her hand, then downed the tea in just a few huge gulps. Morgan watched and I wondered what was going on her in mind.  She smelled so good as I inhaled deeply, unable to get enough of her scent.  “Ahhh. That hit the spot. Sorry to be so rude.  I didn’t even introduce myself yet.” I put my hand out to shake hers, while slyly assessing her body from head to toe.  She probably could tell that I found her 100% appealing.  “Morgan, huh?  I’m Shyne Williams.” “You weren’t being rude at all, nice to meet you Shyne. Is there anything I can help you with that’s not too heavy.” She grinned and flexed her little biceps.  “You’ve already helped me with the tea.  How about I return the favor later? I was planning to throw some steaks on the grill to reward myself for all this hard work.  If you’re not too busy, maybe you could join me.” “That would be nice, Morgan responded, what can I bring?” I looked into her brown eyes and simple said “Just bring yourself. Is 7 o’clock good for you?” “Yes. I’ll see you then.”  Morgan took the glass from my hands, and nearly dropped it as our fingers touched for the second time.  I pretended not to notice the effect I had on her.  Morgan strolled across the lawn in cuffed white short shorts, low-back halter top, and 4 inch platform sandals, keenly aware of my eyes scanning her body.

Later at my place I tried to impress Morgan with my amazing culinary skills, and great choice of music.  Neo Soul and smooth Jazz played in the background and I had all of my furniture set up inside and out.  It was still hot outside, but two fans attached to the patio awning blew down on us from above, providing relief from the heat.  “You sure settled in fast.  I like how you’ve set things up,” Morgan said, as she sat down in the well-cushioned patio chair I’d pulled out for her.  “I just stored the rest of my boxes in the garage.  I’ll go through them every day until I have everything unpacked.” “Those steaks are making my mouth water.” The lid to the Weber grill was closed, but aromatic smoke poured out of the few vents that were open on top.  “Good, I said, I only use mesquite wood instead of charcoal.  It gives the meat this naturally smoky flavor.  I hope you brought your appetite, because I made some southern dishes to go with it.  There’s brown sugar baked beans, yams, cornbread, and collard greens.  Save room for the peach cobbler too” Morgan looked at me and said, “Where in the world did you find the time to make all that food?” I leaned back and laughed.  “I came over here yesterday and started setting up the kitchen.  Some of my friends already told me they plan to drop in on me while I’m off this week, so I took the opportunity to cook some things up in advance.  Anyway, the baked beans, yams, and collards taste better the day after they’re cooked.  Morgan said “It sounds like you know what you’re doing.” “Don’t tell me you’ve never met a man who likes to cook.” “Okay, I won’t tell you.” “You’re funny. Truth is, both my grandmothers loved to cook and taught me a lot. Now, seeing as I’ve not found a woman to share my kitchen with yet, I’m lucky I know how to cook for myself.” “Well, I don’t have any skills in that direction.” Morgan replied. “You’ve never learned how you to cook?” I looked incredulous.  “No, I mean, I know how to heat up frozen foods, boil water for pasta, and make a boxed Mac and cheese, but I don’t make anything from scratch.” “Woman, how do you eat that tasteless stuff? I know what it’s like, because I’ve had to eat it from time to time when it’s been served to me at friends place, but I’d never eat it by choice.” “Of course I prefer freshly prepared dishes, which is why I eat out a lot. There are plenty of restaurants here that serve fresh food that doesn’t come from a box or a freezer.” “Okay. I apologize if I’ve offended you. It’s just that, more and more I’ve been meeting women who don’t cook. And most of them aren’t from the south.” “I have other skills outside the kitchen.” “No doubt” as I grinned slyly.  I served Morgan a glass of Cabernet, and proceeded to tell her all about myself.  I was new to California, and had transferred here a year ago at my employer’s request.  Before buying this house, I was in a hotel for a while then a small condo.  With house prices at their lowest in a decade, I was finally able to own my own home.  I got a Business degree from Alabama A&M University and had a nice job with a big cell phone company.  “Tell me more about your family,” Morgan said “My parents still live in Mississippi where I was born and raised.  So does my brother and sister.  I’ve got cousins, uncles, aunts, and two grandparents still alive there, too.” “Mississippi?” I knew you were from the south with you southern accent. Sorry if I offended you.” “That’s okay. It’s just that, you’re not the first person here to tell me I sound country. So, what about your family? Do they live nearby?”  “My mother lives in Fresno and we talk and see each other often.  I was an only child in a single parent household.  I have other relatives in New York, but they disowned my mother when she was 16 and pregnant with me. She chose to keep me when they tried to force her to have an abortion.” “Wow. That’s a hard knock.” “Yes it is and I never want that kind of life for my own kids.” “Oh. You have kids?” Morgan laughed nervously. “No, but eventually I would like to. I’m only 27 so I don’t want to think about kids yet.” “Why not? I’m 28, and if I’d met the right woman I’d be ready to be a father.” “Well that’s your choice.  There’s a lot I want to accomplish in my career before I start a family.” “So it’s just you in that huge house? What are you, a dancer, or some type of entertainer?” “Why would you think I was a dancer?” I looked at Morgan embarrassed. “I couldn’t help noticing how fit you are, and the way you walked across the lawn in those high heels—so…gracefully.” “No, I’m not a dancer, but I’ve studied dance since I was in high school.  I didn’t see a future in it, thought. I work for Kirkrich.” “You mean the company that built our houses?” “Yes, that’s the one.” “So, you must do something pretty high powered over there, unless you come from money.” “I’m an architect. I designed all the homes in this community.” “You’re serious?” “You look like you aren’t buying it. Yes, I’m serious.” “Sorry, I just didn’t know it was possible to have such a high level position at such a young age.” “Well, it is possible; it’s just not the norm.  I graduated high school when I was just 16, then entered undergrad…” “Oh, you’re one of those child prodigy types. I’m really impressed.  You wanna go for a swim? Or are you one of those sisters that don’t get her hair wet?” “I’d have to go home and change into my suit.  Aren’t those steaks almost ready?” I knew I was right about her hair but she wasn’t going to tell me that.  “Right, I’ll serve’em up over here.  You just sit down and put your legs in.  We can swim later.” “Okay.” Morgan sat down with a second glass of wine and let her legs float on the water while I went about fixing our plates.  It was nice to have a woman to cater too. “Here you go sexy legs.” I handed her a plate full of food, then sat down next to her with my own plate.  Without warning, I leaned in and kissed her on her lips.  “Sorry. I had to see what if felt like to kiss your beautiful lips.” “How did it feel?” I put my plate down.  “As hungry as I am for this food, I could skip it and eat you all night.” I know I caught Morgan off guard but I could tell she was feeling me, her body language told me what was on her mind.  She sat her plate down, too, and leaned in to kiss me. I savored the feel of her thick lips against mine.  Morgan slipped her tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it.  Mmmmmmm.  She tasted like peaches and cinnamon.  Morgan reluctantly ended the kiss, and began feeding me food from my plate and I began feeding her food from hers.  Between bits, our lips met again and again.  “Ahem. Hey man. Sorry to crash the party,” a male voice interrupted our kissing and feeding fest.  I turned to see my best friend George! “What’s good, KING?” We shook hands. “This is my new neighbor, Morgan. She lives across the next door there.” We were both embarrassed as hell for being caught kissing someone we’d clearly known for a short time, and I knew I was low key pissed off for being interrupted.  I invited George in and told him to help himself to some food.  Morgan got up from the pool picked up her shoes and headed for the door.  I held her back for and minute and said “Where are you going, you don’t want any desert?” Licking me lips after.  She knew I meant the peach cobbler, but probably could tell from the big bulge in my pants that wasn’t the only dessert I was offering her.  “No, but thanks for feeding me. Everything was delicious,” as she walked toward the door.  I escorted Morgan, and when we got to my front porch, I tried to kiss her lips again, but. Morgan quickly turned and my lips just brushed her cheek.  Thereafter, my attitude changed.  I became cool towards her.  We never had any long discussions again, and whenever I’d see her outside all I’d give her was a simple, gruff, “Good Morning.” Or “Hello.”  I’d never ask her how she was doing, and if she would ask I would simple say, “I’m good, thanks.” That would be the end of it.

It was Halloween, after all the trick-or-treats in the neighborhood had long cease ringing my doorbell; I had some company come over.  While sitting outside talking and laughing I could see Morgan’s shadow coming from her bed room window.  I often wondered if she would look down at me while I was in my back yard.  I was dressed Hugh Hefner style with a smoking jacket and my company dressed as a Playboy Bunny.  She thrust her ass out toward my crotch and humped up and down against me while I embraced her from behind, kissing her neck.  As I had her laid out on a lounge chair by the pool with her legs wide open through the corner of my eye I saw movement in Morgan’s window.  I could feel her eyes watching me.  I started nibbling at my company’s inner thighs, working my way up to her pussy.  I helped her remove her strapless bunny suit.  Then, extending one long, shapely leg, she flung the outfit off of her stiletto-clad foot.  Even though I was with her I imagined Morgan touching herself.  My playboy bunny had no hair on her pussy and I dove right in.  Soon I could hear her moan in excitement, while she grabbed my head wanting more.  She draped her legs over my shoulders and flexed her feet so that her heels didn’t dig into my back.  “Ahhhh, uhhhhh, uhhhhh.  Oooooh, Shyne.  Ooooohh. Uhhhhhhh.”   I lifted her ass I my hands and messaged it between my fingers. I could see Morgan now and she was looking right as us.  I imagined her slipping her fingers into her panties and stroking her clit, never taking her eyes off the steamy action in my backyard.  I know she was pretending my playmate was her.  I stopped and stood up. My playmate whined, “Oh baby, come back, please come back.” “Oh I’m not through with you yet.” I flashed a smile at her.  Then stripped out of my costume.   Morgan was definitely watching now.  I started to feast on my playmate again.  I imagined Morgan stoking her clit faster, faster stroking her wet pussy—all while imagining how my tongue would feel all over and all up inside of her. Her clear, slimy juice coating her fingers and running down her inner thighs.  “Shynnnnne! Yeeeeeah! Mmmm. Yeeeeeass! Of Fuuuuuck! Shynnnnnne! Ooooohhhh…oooooooh…fuuuuuck!” My playmate was cumming. She was screaming my name.  Her pussy was feeling so good.  I could feel the intense spasms as her creamy cum surged forth.  I stood up and my playmate was taking my dick between her lips.  I imagined Morgan’s lips on my delicious looking work of art.  My long thick dick with just the hint of an upward curve in her mouth.  My playmate sucked me hard, deep into her throat, licked the ridge just underneath the head, and sucked the tip with her warm lips.  Soon I stopped her “Let’s take this inside, babe!”  When we stood up I saw Morgan duck down so she wouldn’t be seen but little did she know I had seen her from the beginning!

It had been a week or so after Halloween and I couldn’t get Morgan out of my mind.  It was something about her that just had me.  The thought of her consumed my mind.  I was coming home from work late one night and we pulled up to our respective homes at the same time.  Morgan didn’t even look my way. Damn I thought she didn’t even look my way.  I gathered all the courage I could and walked over to her front porch and without thinking my fingers and rung the door bell.  My heart threatened to jump right out of my chest.  Morgan answered the door with a robe on.  I figured she had gotten out of her work clothes to get comfortable.  As soon as Morgan opened the door, I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply, letting my tongue play with hers in succulent swirls.  Morgan pulled me inside and pushed the door closed.  Our hands were all over one another.  I backed her up to the living room sofa, and opened her robe.  I don’t even remember taking off my cloths but we both were in a frenzy of lust as I explored her beautiful body with my hands and mouth.  I was so hungry for her.  I went down on her with my tongue as I worked my way from her breasts to her clit.  My tongue moved up and down her clit, and my lips sucked at her labia, gently pulling them into my mouth where I softly bit at them.  I plunged my tongue deep inside her.  Gripping her ass in my hands and tilting her up off the couch, I rubbed one thumb in the juices that my mouth and her pussy had created, and then slipped it into her ass.  I fucked her pussy with my tongue as I wiggled my thumb inside her ass.  Suddenly Morgan came with a passion.  “Ooooooohhh. Shynnnnne! Uuuuuuhhhh! Uuuhhhhh! Uuuuuhhhhhhh! Sounds rushed from Morgan’s mouth like she was rushing down the biggest hill on a roller coaster.  She had lost all her cool and control and melted in my hands.  While she was still quivering with spasms, I flipped her over and slipped on a condom.  Morgan looked back at me in eager anticipation.  When I had on my condom, I looked into Morgan’s eyes, grabbed her meaty ass in my hands and buried my long thick dick deep inside her drenched pussy.  Morgan gripped the back of the couch and threw her ass back at me every time I thrust toward her.  Morgan knew then why she heard screams coming from my back yard.  I knew how to please a woman and I wanted to please her more than anyone I’d had been with.  I took her breasts in my hands and massaged them, pulling on her nipples until she moaned my name over and over again.  I held her breast close together in one hand, and stroked her clit with the fingers on my other hand.  Our bodies clapped together as my balls jumped up repeatedly and slapped against her pussy lips.  Morgan started to cum again! But this time, I was right there with her.  “Damn, Morgan! Oooooooh!”  Morgan looked back at me. I was biting my bottom lip in pleasure! I slowly pulled out of her and said, “Don’t go anywhere I’ll be right back.” Morgan looked at me and simply nodded her head. I went to the bathroom to clean up, taking the condom off and wiping her cum from me.  I came back to couch and saw her laying down with her robe on eyes so beautiful watching my every move.  Desire raged inside me.  I lifted her up and took her upstairs to her bed room.  Morgan watched me as I came out of my boxers.  As soon as I lowered them, my dick popped out and pointed straight at her.  Morgan took off her robe and knelt down to taste me.  I smelled like the Tahitian body was in her bathroom but not even that sweet smelling stuff could mask my heady, natural masculine scent.  Morgan slowly flicked her tongue over the thick head of my dick.  Then lifted it so she could like the underside from the base to tip and back again.  “Ooooh, Morgan.” She loved hearing me saying her name that way, like I could just burst at any given moment simply from the feel of her tongue on my cock.  I caressed her nipples, gently tweaking and pulling on them.  As she began to work my dick into the back of her throat, my hands became more insistent, massaging her breasts like I was trying to extract milk from them.  “Mmmmmmmmph.” Morgan moaned.   After a while Morgan stood up and I began to kiss her voraciously.  I backed her up to the bed and lay down on top of her.  I slowly slide my soaking wet dick over her pussy lips.  “I want to feel you, Morgan.” “I wanna feel you, too.” Staring into her eyes, I put on another condom and slowly worked myself inside her.  Every inch of me inside her was searing hot sexual healing. Her pussy wrapped tightly around me as I slowly moved deeper and deeper.  “Aaaaahhh,” we said at the same time.  Morgan wrapped her legs around my waits, and I looked down at them. “Your legs look even more beautiful wrapped around my body.” I started to stroke her pussy slowly.  Morgan could feel me as I stirred her up, making her gasp each time I pulled almost completely out and plunging back in.  Her pussy spoke to me in squishes and squeaks.  Still looking into her eyes, I lowered my head firmly bit her nipples as I drove myself deeper and deeper, slamming my balls against her ass.   Morgan put her legs up over my shoulders so I could go even deeper.  Cupping her ass in m hands, I pulled out and stroked the tip of my dick over her clit repeatedly, then slipped it back in deep.  “Uuuuh. Do it again, baby.” I did it again and again and again until my dick flexed with the power of my orgasm as it rose up.  Morgan’s clit tingled with pleasure from all the stimulation I continually applied.  Suddenly, she was ripping down the hill of that roller coaster again. “Nuuuuuuhhh. Uuuuuuuh.      Ooooooh!   Shynnnnnnne. You’re making me cuuuuuum.”  Her pussy grasps my dick like a clamp! Plunging it deep inside of her one final time, I moaned in ecstasy, as I filled her to overflowing.  Morgan took her legs off of my shoulders and let the length of my body rest atop of hers.  I stayed inside of her, and her body hummed with contentment.  I nibbled on her ear lobe and whispered her name, “Mmmmmmm. Morgan,” sending shivers up her spine.  “You’re all I’ve ever wanted and needed since the day you brought me that sweet tea.” “I want to fall in love with my neighbor.”

Meeting across Town

It had been a long day working at the gym; I was cutting off the lights and locking the doors.  All I was thinking about was a meal and a shower.  I went to “CookOut” for a quick bite to eat and headed to the house.  As soon as I arrived home I turned on some music sat down and ate.  The meal didn’t last long and I was up with the shower running brushing my teeth.  A nice long hot shower felt so great, as I washed the day away.  My girl Jessica had a night out with her girls so I wasn’t expecting to hear from her tonight.  It was her best friend’s birthday so I knew they were going to be out all night celebrating.  I had been lying in bed, wide awake for more than an hour.  I could feel Jessica’s touch and my body heated with the memory of her kiss.  The fan whirled slowly over my head and as I closed my eyes the memories of her invaded my mind, as if she were right there with me.  The first time we made love I had been so gentle, so loving, I cherished every inch of her body.  Sleep was not coming my way at all.  I turned over looked at the clock and it read 1:07.  I decided to cut on the TV and catch up on the football games that I had missed that Saturday afternoon.  As I was watching the highlights on ESPN, I heard my phone buzz and it was a text that read: If your still awake and want to make the drive Come hold me…. I looked at the clock and it read 1:41. I jumped up put on a shirt, found some clean jeans and was out the door.  As I was cruising down the highway I sent a text back: Leave the door unlocked…..It took me 22 minutes so it was just after 2 when I arrived to her house.  I walked up to the door and it was open.  I closed it, locked it and walked down the hallway to Jessica’s room.  “Babe”, I whispered as I got closer to her door. “Come on in” I heard as I walked thru her door.  Jessica was already in the bed covers wrapped around her.  I slide in the bed with her and wrapped her in my arms.  She felted so good so soft, so smooth and smelled so good.  “Why are you in so early?” I asked her.  “Morgan had way too much to drink, she could barely hold up her head.  She was right. We took her home made sure she was ok.  Got her in the bed and before we left she was sound asleep.”  “Oh ok, that’s what up.  I know you all had a great time out.” I responded.  I moved my body closer to her so it was as if our bodies were one.   The temptation was just too great.  Her body was lush and warm.  I whispered in her ear “I need to make love to you again.  I need it like I need to breathe.”  I slowly stripped her clothes off while kissing her softly.  Jessica gave me a wink and crawled across the bed, her ass presented perfectly to me, and she settled herself in the middle of the pillows, closing her eyes as I directed.  I stripped out of my cloths quickly moving across the room to locate the dresser drawer.   Jessica looking directly at my naked body said “Do you know what I was doing before you got here.” I stopped with my hand on the dresser drawer knob and turned to look at her.  Jessica ran her finger across the rigid peak of her nipple and I could see the chills that pebbled her flesh from where I stood.  “Tell me.”  My voice hoarse with desire and I finally found what I was looking for.  She tweaked her nipple once before sliding her hand down between her thighs. “I was thinking of you. Wishing it was your mouth on me instead of my fingers.” “Is that a fact, well show me then.” I said back.   I walked closer to the bed just as Jessica parted her folds.  They were wet with the dew of her arousal, and I watched as she circled the tight bud with her fingers.  My breathe came in shallow pants and I wanted nothing more than to join her on the bed.  The moon light filtered through the curtains and a soft glow fell across her body.  I loved to just watch her please herself it was a thing of beauty.  I waited until she was just on the edge of fulfillment before I joined her on the bed and crawled between her thighs.  My tongue took the place of her fingers, and I quickly brought her over the edge with a few flicks of the tongue.  She tasted so sweet, like ambrosia and sweet cream and I kissed my way up her body, paying special attention to each peak and valley.  “I want you to feel everything I do to you tonight,” I said, taking a stocking I found in the drawer and tying it over her eyes.  As I sat up Jessica used her hands along my body and took my dick into her hands.  Jessica’s fingers were her eyes, and she made sure there was no part of me that went undiscovered as she stoked my cock and massaged the taut sac beneath.  “Stop teasing me woman!” Her laughter told me she knew exactly who held all the power, and it sure wasn’t me.  My fingers grabbed the sheets when I felt the warm wetness of her mouth.  “You taste good,” she said licking from shaft to tip and then taking me down completely.  I felt her throat open as the subtle undulations of her tongue against the underside of my dick.  My balls tightened, and I knew if I didn’t stop her now there would be no turning back.  “Enough, baby come here!” I helped her move up my body and straddle my waist.  Jessica grabbed my cock and slowly lowered herself down on my shaft.  “Do you know how sexy it is to see you above me with that blind fold on?” When Jessica sat on me fully her head dropped back in a moan of pure sensation and pleasure.   Jessica caressed her breasts, holding them together so they sat plump in her hands, and the sight was nearly my undoing.  I grasp her hips together and thrusting in full strokes into her tight pussy.  To watch her above me with no inhibitions was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.  It was a dance to some unheard music that controlled her hips and hands, and I nearly spent myself too soon when I felt her reach around and cupped my balls.  I sat up so we were entwined together, as close as two lovers could possibly be and bit down on the offered nipple, causing her to gasp and her pussy tightened around my shaft.  “Mmm, you like that do you?” I soothed the nipple and then moved to the other, repeating the process.  Jessica clamped around me like a vise and threw her head back in surrender.  The pulses from her orgasm were almost enough to send me over the edge.  When Jessica layed limp in my arms, I slowly pulled out of her and let her slump back on the bed.  “I’m not finished with you yet.” I love hearing my name from your lips,” I said kissing her softly on the mouth.  Our tongues entwined and the lazy caress built swiftly into heat.  I pulled away and moved off the bed.  “Where are you going? I thought you weren’t done with me yet.” Jessica stated.  “Far from it.” I positioned Jessica so her feet were on the floor and her body was bent over the bed.  I placed her arms above her head and made her stand so her legs were together.  I tied another stocking around her thighs so she couldn’t spread her legs.  The sight of her ass in the air waiting for me and her body displayed like an erotic offering gave me the instincts of an animal.  I wanted nothing more than to claim her.  “Do you know what you look like?” I asked, running a finger down her spine… “Your skin so soft and smooth, your hair tousled around your shoulders, and your sweet ass is mine for the taking.” Jessica moaned at my words, and I watched her arousal coat the inside of her thighs.  Jessica lifted her ass to my roaming finger and I gave her what she wanted. I pushed my finger into her wet pussy and Jessica closed around my finger, tightening her muscles to take me in further.  Jessica tried to spread her legs and take more but the stocking tied around her thighs kept her from achieving her goal.  “Don’t be so greedy sweetheart.  I’ll give you what you want, eventually.” I dipped my fingers back into her wetness, coating my fingers and then I took my throbbing shaft in hand making sure it was lubricated enough.  I then took a pillow from the bed and shoved it under her hips so the angle was better and I groaned at the sight of her wet pussy lips, closed tight together, just waiting for my dick.  I eased into her slowly, the fit so tight in this position that sweat popped out of my brow, and my hands shook with antipation. It was such an erotic sight my dick disappearing between the tight folds that were wet only for me.  I took her blind fold off and said “Look at us.  Look how we fit together.”  Jessica’s dresser mirror sat in front of the bed, and I watched her eyes adjust in the reflection and take in the sight of us together.  Jessica tightened around me even more, and she couldn’t hold back the fine tremors that shook her body.  I began to move in and out of her, slowly at first to make the adjustment of such a tight fit easier.  But when she began pushing back against me, I couldn’t help but move faster.  Our eyes never wavered off one another.  My hands clamped around her waist as I felt her pussy grasp me tighter.  Jessica’s whole body shook with pleasure and she screamed out my name as she came to pieces around me.  Her pleasure was all I needed to let go. I bent over her and thrust deep.  One…two…three…times before I came deep inside her.  I collapsed over her back and nuzzled at her neck “I love you, Jessica. I always have.”  But my words went unheard.  Jessica was fast asleep… I pushed away from her and untied her legs.  My own limbs were unsteady as I lay down beside her and gathered her in my arms.

Homecoming

There were those who thought Blue would amount to great things just like his Father Neal Mackenzie Attorney at Law.  While others figured he would spend his days drifting aimlessly from one thing to the next.  There were even some who said he’d end up behind bars, or six feet underground.  He’d been closer to both more times then he cared to admit.  Blue had the body of a brawler and ready fists, but there were some folks- usually women – who claimed the smile that graced his sensuous lips would make any woman want to take a walk on the dark side.  Though he wasn’t as bad as he used to be, his reputation remained the same.  He was a man with appetites. The ladies could attest to that as well, for he’d left many broken hearts in his wake.  But no matter what the pleasure – whether it be brawls or seduction, violence or passion – he always put everything he had into what he wanted.

It had been 10 years since he had been home.  Sure he kept in touch with his family, they would always get together a few times a year at the beach house in Carolina.  But he hadn’t set foot in Adamsville since he packed his bags got in his truck and rove off 10 years ago As soon as he hit town there were so many memories.  Birthdays, fights, school, football, his first kiss. An uncomfortable feeling lodged in the pit of his stomach.  He didn’t even know why he’d come home. partly because he missed his family, more than he cared to admit, and partly because he was tired of traveling.  Tired of not having a place to call his own.  He needed adventure going wherever the wind would take him.  To prove that he could survive outside of Adamsville, with out his family being there to catch him if he fell.  But now he was here, HOME and Melissa wasn’t.  He’d lost his chance there.  It was his one regret for leaving.  The pain hadn’t lessoned over the years.  He remembered her as fresh-faced and beautiful.  Long black hair with bright beautiful eyes.  A sarcastic tongue and a laugh always ready on her full lips. A body just was beginning to become a woman’s.  She’d been 18 when he’d felt her beneath him for the first time and in 10 yeas since no woman had ever come close to making him feel the same way. Blue rubbed his chest just over his heart.  There was no point in digging up the memory of the girl he’d loved – the girl he walked away from because he hadn’t the courage to stay.  He was a kid when he ran away, and a stupid one at that because he hadn’t realized at the time what he had in her. 

Blue had been in town for a few days now and he was slowly adjusting being back in Adamsville.  He wasn’t quite sure of what he wanted to do and his mother suggested he go to the local college and take some classes to keep his mind busy.  He drove up to the college walked into the admissions her and to his surprise. “Melissa?” Blue whispered, afraid he was hallucinating. “Well, if it isn’t the prodigal son himself.  You worthless son of a bitch.” Melissa ignored shaking his hand.  What the hell was Blue doing back in Adamsville she wondered?  The last she’d heard he’d been traveling the world.  He was not supposed to be in Adamsville.  She’d only been back six months herself working at the local college and helping her mother take care of her father once he became ill.  She’d never gotten over him.  He’d destroyed every youthful dream of love she’d ever had.  Now he was in her office 5 feet away from her.  She walked towards the door to leave when she felt he heat of his hand around her upper arm and froze. “Get your hands off me!” Melissa said.  Blue dropped his hand but moved his body so he blocked her path.  “Are you really going to just leave?” Blue said. Melissa responded “Sure, why does that surprise you? Last time I checked you were an expert at it.  Besides I’ve got an appointment.” Blue turned to her and said, “We have some things to talk about. I’ve spent the last 10 years thinking about you, wondering where you were and what you were doing with your life.  I’d like to catch up.” Melissa burst out in laughter before she could control herself, and she watched Blue’s eyes narrow in anger.  “Save it, Blue I don’t need half-assed explanations.  The past is the past. Blue moved closer, so their breaths mingled and the touch of his hand against her neck raised chills over her heated flesh.  He dipped his head lower, as if to kiss her, and she put her hand against his chest to hold him back.  “You have the nerve to try to kiss me. You had me Blue, I’m not yours anymore” He crushed his mouth to hers anyway with a passion she never thought she’d feel again. 

His mouth was hot over hers; his tongue wild as it parted her lips and delved inside.  She put her hands on his shoulders to push him away but they went behind his neck instead.  Blue grabbed her ass pulling her close to him.  Moisture pooled between her thighs and moans of pleasure escaped her lips.  Blue hitched her up so her legs wrapped around his waist and carried her to her desk.  He pushed the papers aside and followed her down.  Blue’s hands were everywhere, caressing, arousing until she wasn’t sure she could hold all the pleasure inside any longer.  Blue started kissing his way down her neck nipping at the sensitive skin until she relaxed against him. He pulled her top off exposing her luscious breast.  Blue held her hands loosely above her head, “Your so beautiful.”  He leaned down slowly and took a rigid nipple in his mouth, nipping gently before laving it with the flat of his tongue.  “I haven’t been able to get your taste out of my memory.  So sweet like cream and something dark, Forbidden! “Blue,” she moaned, “I want to feel you,” she begged.  She slipped her hands beneath his shirt and raked her nails down his chest, causing him to shudder with her touch.  “Damn Melissa, you driving me crazy” “Good,” she purred.  He took control of the situation before she made him lose all his senses.  Melissa pushed Blue’s jeans past his hips until his throbbing erection stood proudly before her.  She wrapped her fingers around his length and cradled his sac in her hands, pumping her fist slowly until his head dropped back in surrender.  Moisture beaded on the tip of his cock and she licked her lips in anticipation.  The feel of him hot and heavy in her hands was so familiar.  “I want to taste you” she wanted to do everything to him, and have everything done to her in return.  “I won’t last if you put your mouth on me.  Its been too long” Blue then knelt in front of her and propped her legs over his shoulders splaying her open before him.  She tried to close her legs unused to the intimate attention. “Relax baby, let me please you” Blue said.  AS soon as Blue’s lips kissed her clit Melissa arched her back with pleasure.  “Oh, God Blue. I can’t … It’s too much” “No, its never too much” His finger slid inside of her, then he joined it.  Blue curved his fingers and pressed against her inner walls as his tongue flicked her clit rapidly.  Heat gathered in her belly and tingles formed across her scalp, fingers, and toes – all racing inward as her body bowed and her cries echoed off the walls.  Colors danced behind her closed lids as the orgasm ripped through her and left her limp against the cool wood of the desk, her body lightly damp with sweat and her juices dripping freely down her thighs.  “You taste just as I remembered” Melissa let out a moan as she felt the broad tip of his dick prod at her folds, and she wrapped her legs around his waist with anticipation.  He kissed her deeply the same moment he plunged into her, and they both groaned in tandem.  Blue started moving with her body and she only felt pleasure.  Her nails raked down his back and she arched her hips up to take more of him.  There could never be enough.  “More, More,” Melissa begged “Harder” Mindless words escaped her lips as Blue granted her every wish.  Sweet covered their bodies, and their moans were primal.  Blue’s lips devoured hers and swallowed her cry as she tightened around pussy muscles around his shaft.  Her body wracked with tremors, pulsing in ecstasy.  “Melissa,” he said thrusting one last time.  Blue wasn’t sure if he was still alive surely the fragile human body wasn’t meant to experience pleasure like that ……..      To Be Continued .........

Beautiful

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!”

Better Untouched

Late night conversations on the phone can’t get you out of my mind,

Girl your one of a kind

My EX gone like yesterdays newspaper, Texting you trying to see you later

Love your fragrance the sweet smell of your Vapors

I’ve never been a playa just a nigga that’ll take ya

To the next level make all your dreams come true

Honestly I can really see you being my boo

Just friends but you want me to cross that line

I can’t lie I think about it all the time

Breaking up with my EX was the hard part

Had to put her out like the Garbage

Ever since my heart has been ICE COLD

You want me to open up but in my mind I’m like OH NO

Deep down you want me to be your man

I can’t I can only be your biggest FAN

Support you by all means, be there in any way

Grown ass man, NO Games I need to play.

Friendship means a lot to me,
Although we never had much of anything else.
Now I see why God doesn't answer all prayers,
Because some things are left better untouched

Acapulco Blue

A mirror of myself and what I want to be, an image of myself staring back at me

Family & Friends they do their best but this is a journey I must take alone

Although it seems scary to remove the layers I hide behind

It will be most thrilling adventure I’ve even known

Who is Acapulco Blue, the one question always that’s always asked?

But does a name describe who I am on the inside, I could describe myself as an extrovert and outgoing

That’s my personality, I am versatile and patient But those are gifts given to me by GOD

Should I describe to you my appearance would that help?   But that isn’t who I am either

So many times I have believed what others say I am

Instead of believing the truth of what GOD says about me

Why worry if I’m not handsome or talented enough, why worry about being skinny or 6 pack abs

Why worry?

I have royalty in my blood I am a son of a KING And no matter what I do my status will never change

Faith directs my flight as success is bred Focusing on my goals as I forge ahead

Why would I want to be someone else When I’m beautiful being just who I am

I can’t pretend being something that I’m not when I have everything they haven’t got

Acapulco Blue is a versatile name given to me by me for me and is me

GOD told me “Stop trying so hard to prove yourself to others. Get your worth from me.

I’ve already given it to you.  It’s a free gift and nothing you can achieve by trying harder. “

So today I give to you Acapulco Blue the hustler who Grinds 2 B More!