You and Me (CiCi)

You look at me beside you at the table as the poet leaves the stage. We are not alone there as some of your other friends accompanied you here and I am a late addition. I am wearing a blue polo, jeans, and boots. You know I can dress up if I want to but I usually keep it simple. You are wearing a black fitted dress with lace sides that hugs your full body like a second skin, open-toed black strap-up heels, and your wig of the night is one of curly black hair that flows down just past your shoulders. Your hands and feet are freshly done with your nails painted a sparkling shade of pink.

As I look back at you I can't help but admire your chocolate skin and your deep-brown almond-shaded eyes. We have been friends for years now and have danced around the edges of a relationship for most of that time without taking the plunge. In that time, I have been there for all your failed relationships and you have been there for mine. We never quite managed to step over the edge with each other but tonight things feel a bit different between us and everyone there can feel it as well especially your best friend Ciara. You give me a beautiful smile and look back to find her staring at you with a mischievous look in her eye.

You: What?

Ciara: Bathroom now.

Ciara gets up and takes you by the hand pulling you behind her. I watch you go taking notice of your ass as you walk away. Ciara drags you into the bathroom, checks to see if it is empty, and then rounds on you. She is 5'5 and you are 5'1 one so she has always enjoyed looking down at you especially when mad. You have been best friends since grade school and she knows you better than your mother so you know what is coming. You turn away from her and check your makeup in the full-length mirror. You are what they call fun-sized short and plump with thigh, ass, and breasts for days. Your pregnancy three years ago made you a bit bigger around the stomach than you would like but none of your boyfriends or girlfriends since have complained. You trace your finger over the small scar on your chest where you had your heart surgery after your pregnancy. It brings back a memory of waking up to find me there holding your daughter after your surgery that makes you smile. Ciara doesn't miss that either.

Ciara: Seriously, CiCi? How long are you going to keep this up?

You: I have no idea what you talking about.

You see her glaring at the back of your head as you reapply lip gloss.

Ciara: Bitch, if you two were fucking each other any harder with your eyes someone would call the cops.

You burst out laughing at that one.

You: I am so done with you. I am dead. Stop it we are just friends.

Ciara: Please, we are just friends. Hell, you and Justin are just friends now and you had a baby together. I have never seen you look at him like that even when you were fucking. Look at me and tell me you are not wet as the ocean right now.

You: We are just friends.

Ciara: That is what I thought.

In all honesty, the only way you could get wetter is by pissing yourself.

You: Shut up, let's go back out Dianna is up next.

Ciara blocks the door and folds her arms.

You: What do you want from me? He is my friend and ai fucking like him...a lot. But I just can't go there with him. My track record isn't great when I do and I don't want to risk that.

Ciara: Girl fuck that. You better let that man have that. Shit, you don't get this cute for just a damn poetry night. You invited him now make your damn move. Shit, rent one of the back rooms, hell I will pay.

You: I can't. What if he...

Ciara: Isn't hard as a steel pipe? He is I saw the print.

You: Slut why are you looking?

Ciara: Shit bitch, why aren't you?

You: I fucking hate you.

Ciara: Mhmm.

You: Fine but you pay for the room.

Ciara: Broke ass.

You: Kiss my ass.

Ciara: Naw, I think it will get enough attention soon.

She leaves and they go to the counter. Ciara buys two hours in a back room and gives you the key.

Ciara: You go hyperventilate I will go get your stud.

You: I can't do this. Shit. I...

Ciara: Well that shit is nonrefundable so ummmmm yeah figure it out. I will tell him in ten minutes. Stop being a wimp and go.

You breathe and turn to head back.

Ciara rolls her eyes and heads back to the table where she sits beside me. She leans in to whisper.

Ciara: Room 3. Give her ten minutes.

I just stare at her and she smiles at me peeking under the table.

Ciara: I swear that heffa has a sixth sense for meat.

I sit there for ten minutes and then I excuse myself. Ciara just smiles at me and winks. I leave and head towards the back room area. It is nice with ten soundproof rooms, I stop at 3.

Me: Shit I guess here we go.

I slowly open the door and step into the cool dimly lit room. You have light music playing but it leaves no doubt as to what you want. I step in and find you on the bed with your dress off. You still have on your bra, panties, and heels. I close the door behind me and lock it.

You: Hey Leek.

Me: Hey Ci.

I step out of my boots as I approach the bed. You bite your lip as I take off my shit revealing muscled Fatboy body. You know how much I love to work out but how much I love cake too.

You: I see you are not afraid.

Me: Not in the least. I have wanted you since the day I met you.

You: Stop lying.

I slide into bed straddling you and making you lay back as I hold myself up over you. Our eyes meet and you know I am telling the truth.

Me: I have never lied to you.

I come down slowly and kiss you softly on your shining lips. I gently nudge your head to the side and start to kiss your neck I bring my lips close to your ear.

Me: Not once.

You wrap your arms around me and we start to kiss as we roll around in the King-sized bed. Soon I am naked and you only have on your heels. You let out a soft moan and caress my head as I suck on the nipples of your ample breasts. I have your right in my mouth caressing it with my tongue as I use my thumb to massage your left.

You: Fuck Leek. Fuck stop teasing me, you asshole.

I laugh as I slowly start to kiss my way down your body. I make sure to kiss all-around your stomach before making my way between your thighs. I am drawn to your pussy like a magnet and she is soaking wet. You let out a scream of pleasure as my tongue finds your clit for the very first time.

You: Fuck!

I lock my arms around your thighs and pull you in closer so I can truly devour you without spilling a drop. Your juices mixed with my spit run down my beard as I eat deeper and slower.

You: Leek, Leek I am going to cum! Oh, shit!

I hold you there and I continue to lick as you cum all over my face. You grip the sheets as the orgasm tears through your body. I change my speed as I start to drive you towards your next one and the one after that. I keep going until you hit half a dozen and by the time I stand up you are a panting mess on the bed. I am hard as a rock as I take a condom from the bowl on the bedside table and slide it onto my long, thick, curved, black dick. I turn you over and positions you on your knees with your ass in the air as I take my position behind you.

Me: Now, let's see just how many we can tease out of you tonight baby girl.

I lean over you as I slide into you slowly and you let out a long moan as you feel me opening you up inch by inch until I am in up to the hilt. I stop and hold there as I kiss the back of your neck. I savor the sounds you make and the way your pussy grips me like it never wants me to leave. I sit up and take your hips in both hands.

Me: Ready?

You: Yes.

You say it under your breath with a bit of a tremble in your voice.

Me: I can't hear you. Are you ready for this dick, CiCi?

You just nod your head still panting.

Me: I can't hear you.

You: Yes, I am fucking ready! Fuck me now!

I pull out slowly letting you feel your pussy being emptied. I stop just before the head exits and slowly push my way back in drawing out that same long moan as your body starts to quiver. I keep ing this over and over gaining a little more speed each time until all that can be heard is skin slapping skin. Your pussy starts to sound like I am splashing in a pool every time I slam my dick home. You scream as yet another orgasm rocks you.

You: Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!!!

I fall on you and put my arm around your throat as I turn us on our sides. I start again at the same speed with my lips, tongue, and teeth on your neck as I hold your head to the side.

Me: Give it to me, baby. Give Daddy all of it.

My voice is a growl you have never heard before and the name Daddy gets stuck in your mind as if each thrust of my dick hammers it deeper.

You: Yes, Daddy, take it it is yours. Take it, take it, take it!

You let out a scream as you cum so hard you are afraid you are having a heart attack. You pull off me and fight to get away as your body spasms violently.

Me: Oh, shit CiCi!

Your vision fades in and out as the violent orgasm finally subsides. When it clears fully, you find yourself in my arms looking up at my worried face.

Me: Ci. Ci, come on answer me. Say something!

A smile splits your face and you reach up to caress mine.

You: Take that condom off Daddy. I need to feel all of you.

You pull me down into a kiss and I pull the condom off my still-hard dick before getting on top of you. I look you in the eyes as I slide into you raw and I let out a gasp as your hot pussy lets me in as if welcoming me home.

You: Now, beat that shit Daddy.

End.