Chapter 16

May 28th, nearly four weeks had passed. Demetrius was in the gym locker room with his friend Terrell, “I guess, it’s over.” He sighed. He had spent several nights praying that Bree would call, but nothing.

“Maybe it’s not over, man.”

“Nah, it’s over. I fucked up; that’s on me.”

“No man, you didn’t do anything wrong. She was just tripping. And she out there like some ho—”

“Hey man.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Don’t call her that.”

Terrell nodded. Even though he talked big, he couldn’t fight a lick. Demetrius was decent with his hands and way bigger than Terrell. “All I’m saying is she didn’t have to go out like she did, a white dude, seriously.”

As much as Demetrius didn’t like it. There was really nothing else he could do. She was content with her life. “I’ma head out and get something to eat, you down?”

“Nah, I got a lil shawty waiting on me,” he said talking like a 1960s pimp.

Demetrius shook his head “Alright, keep messing around you gone end up alone like me.”

“I wish my wife would. She ain’t going nowhere.”

“Alright, man,” he replied as dapped him with a hug and left.

Terrell finished getting dressed and headed to his private oasis. A property he owned that his wife knew nothing about. It was a three-bedroom house off the beaten path.

He was greeted by a woman named Nadia. She had a similar look to Bree but was a few years younger. She was dressed in a sheer bodysuit She gave him a wet kiss and said, “Hello King.”

“You ready?” he asked.

“Your Bree is ready.”

He had convinced her to be his sexual puppet. She helped him undress down to nothing, stroking his six-inch cock. He held a serious face, “You know what I want.”

“Yes King,” she said as she went to her knees. His cock bobbed beneath his small potbelly. He looked down and watched as she spat a huge glob on his tip and massaged up and down the shaft.

“Damn Bree I like that shit.”

She took all of his cock into her mouth until she gagged. He held her head until she almost choked. She giggled as her eyes watered and drool leaked from her mouth. She opened her mouth and he inserted again and humped wildly. His ass cheeks were clenched and his eyes were closed as she serviced him.

“Stand up and bend that ass over,” he demanded.

“Yes King,” she said as she tooted her cute round ass in the air. He slapped it hard and left a handprint. She yelped and then smiled, “I like that.”

“Grab those ankles.”

She grabbed her ankles and he plunged his cock and rammed away. His balls slapped against her ass and she nearly fell over from how hard he pounded her pussy.

She whined, “Oh my god, please King.”

“What?” he asked through his teeth and slapped her ass hard. “Don’t tell me how to fuck you, Bree. I fuck you better than that white boy, right? He don’t fuck you like this.”

“Yes, King, yes, you fuck me better than that white boy.”

He continued to pound away until he pulled out and released on the top of her ass, “Ahhhhhhhh, shit.” He held his cock, “Ummmm, that shit was good babe. Go fix me something to eat.”

She stood erect and nodded, “Yes King.”

He went to the sofa and had a seat and smiled, “He couldn’t have Bree, but he found a broken woman that had daddy issues to play his sick game. She needed a place to stay and he provided that to her for a price.

His cellphone rang. It was his wife. He answered, “Yeah, what’s up?”

“When will you be home babe?”

“I told you I was working late tonight. I’ll probably see you around 11:00, don’t wait up.” He ended the call.

Friday night, Kate found herself in her office at the computer while she spoke via video call with her friend Judith, “I swear, I love watching them together,” she said as she looked at a video of Allen and Bree engaged in a heavy session of fucking.

Bree bounced on his cock enthusiastically and he gripped her nice breasts. The sounds of her soft sweet moans poured through the speaker. Judith spoke, “I love the sound of her moans, it’s turning me on.”

“Really,” Kate asked as she touched herself below, “When we don’t fuck for days and I sit here watching these videos it makes me want him like crazy.”

“Where is he now?”

“Out with Bree. They went to the club. I figure tomorrow we can fuck for a short time. It’s usually all I can handle,” she chuckled and moaned, “We fucked the other night. I was the appetizer. I sent him next door for the main course and dessert.”

Judith moaned, “I guess we’re both stroking our cunts. She has amazing tits; I’d love to suck them.”

Kate blushed, “I’ve thought about it. Allen wants us to have us both on his birthday. She agreed.”

“Wow, is he ready for that?”

Kate chuckled, “He thinks he is.”

At an upscale Mexican Restaurant, festive tropical music played in the background. The table had quite a few empty beer bottles and huge empty margarita glasses. Bree and Allen were snuggled close on one side of the booth, while Nicole was with Steve on the other side. Nicole kissed Steve’s face, “My baby has a fatty,” she said loudly.

Bree and Allen chuckled. They had done a lot better holding their alcohol than Nicole. Bree placed her finger over her lips, “Shush, people are looking.”

Steve blushed, “I don’t know how I got this lucky. A year ago, I had to beg for sex and only got blow jobs twice a year,” he kissed Nicole, “Now I get just because blow jobs.”

They laughed. Bree looked at Allen and kissed his cheek, “Let’s go dancing downtown.”

He summoned the server and paid the tab leaving a hefty tip and they all left.

They ended up at this Latin spot. Everyone danced to salsa and merengue. They were at the bar admiring the dancers while taking down shots. Before long, they were all a little glazy-eyed.

Reggaeton music played and the four were on the dance floor bumping and gyrating on each other. “Yeah, sis, that’s it, back it up on him,” Nicole shouted. Bree had her ass pressed on Allen’s cock as the song played. His hand caressed her thigh and he smiled the whole time.

A guy was staring at them as they enjoyed themselves. He was tall and had a thick build, short curly hair tapered on the sides. When Bree excused herself to the restroom, Nicole tagged along.

Just before she reached the restroom, the man grabbed Bree’s arm causing her to turn to him, “What the fuck?”

“Relax, it’s me, Zack. Aren’t you D’s girl?”

Nicole wagged her finger, “First of all, why did you grab my girl like that?”

He sucked his teeth, “I didn’t grab her. I was just trying to get her attention.”

Bree sighed, “You pulled my arm. And I’m not D’s girl.”

He nodded and looked over to where Allen stood, “So it’s true, he said you went to the other side.”

She made a face, “The other side?”

“You know what I’m talking about, sis.”

She chuckled and looked at Nicole, “I’m going to go use the restroom, then I’m going to go back out there and dance with that fine ass man a little longer before he takes me home and fucks me until I pass out. I hope you enjoy your night.”

“Period.” Added Nicole before they walked off leaving him with his jaw on the floor.

When they came out of the restroom, they found their men and went back out to the dance floor. Bree had her arms around Allen’s neck. She looked into his eyes. He recognized that look and he loved it. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his. They forgot about the people and kissed passionately as people danced around them.

Nicole said, “I think we should get a room, none of us can drive, we’re too fucked up.”

“Good idea,” said Steve as he walked over to Allen and tapped his shoulder breaking up the kissing session, “I used my app to book us a room across the street, let’s head over.”

He nodded. They shuffled to the exit through the crowd and made it outside, “Oh god, wait, my feet.” Bree took off her shoes and walked barefoot.

“I can carry you,” slurred Allen.

“You will drop her ass and I will laugh,” said Nicole.

Bree laughed, “I can walk. I’m from Louisiana, I’ve walked barefoot down dirt roads in the country.” She walked in a zig-zag pattern. They laughed as they walked a block and crossed the street,

Steve checked in and got the room key. They laughed and stumbled to the elevator. Once they got on, Nicole was all over Steve. She rubbed his cock, “I can’t wait until we get to the room, Ummm,” she said as she bit his neck.

Bree laughed, “Calm down Nikki,” she smiled. Allen held her by the hips. His cock was stiff in his pants as she leaned into him. “Feels like you can’t wait until we get to the room too.”

Allen chuckled.

They got off the elevator and found the room, “There are two queen beds, we’ll take the one closest to the window,” said Steve as he began to peel off his clothes.

Bree headed into the bathroom and got undressed. Allen watched her get into the shower as he pulled out his cock and took a piss.

Nicole stumbled into the bathroom, she looked at Allen’s cock, “Damn Allen, shit, you got a fucking elephant trunk.”

He blushed as he put his cock away. Nicole went into the shower, “Look at my sexy friend, damn boo, yo titties look good,” she squeezed them, “Allen you be having fun sucking on these tig-o-bitties!”

Allen peeped in the shower, “I do.”

“Nicole stop touching my boobs girl, you’re too drunk.”

“I’m not too drunk,” she slurred.

“Says the woman slurring and showering my face with her spittle.”

“Spittle, girl, bye.”

Bree turned off the water and they got out. Nicole slapped her wet ass. Allen was amused and slightly aroused by them cussing and trying to steady themselves as they got dry.

Nicole left the bathroom naked, “I’m coming, babe.”

Allen pulled Bree into him and began kissing her. She undid his pants and they fell to the floor. His cock pushed against his boxers. She reached through the hole and pulled it out stroking it slowly.