Chapter 10

The first two weeks of February, I was busy. I didn’t have time to entertain Donovan’s request. My days were spent with Derrick when I wasn’t looking after Nana and my nights, I was with Raymond learning new tricks.

One Friday evening, Raymond decided to take me out for dinner. Just so happens, my crazy dad saw us walking downtown, “Hey, baby girl!” he shouted as he made his way over to where Raymond and I stood waiting outside of a restaurant.

I cringed inside. He looked me over, “I thought that was you I saw standing over here.”

I nodded, “Hey, it’s me.”

He looked at Raymond, “And who’s this?”

“I’m Raymond Foss. Ashanti works with me helping take care of my mother while I work during the day.”

My dad sucked his teeth, “Um, so why are you out here with my daughter all dressed up. Look like y’all are on a date or something. Don’t you think she’s too young for you?”

“Dad, please.”

Raymond nodded, “Ashanti is a grown woman and is capable of making decisions for herself. I’m sure if she feels I’m too old, she’ll let me know if you will excuse us,” he said as he reached for my hand, “our table is ready.” We headed inside to eat.

As we sat, I apologized. Raymond assured me that he was fine and that he wasn’t worried about my dad. We sat and talked until our food arrived.

He told me he had made plans for us to have dinner on a yacht for Valentine’s Day and that for my birthday he had rented a house on a private island in The Bahamas. I was so excited. I couldn’t wait until March 21st. We’d be there for an entire week on a private island.

He would have an assistant watch, Nana, for the week while we were away. He stated that his sister was annoyed that he was leaving Nana for a week to go party on an island. He confessed to me that he had been working too hard and needed a vacation badly away from everything that was stressing him out.

I agreed that the time away would benefit him and it would be magical. My only concern was telling Derrick. I knew he’d miss having me.

Full on wine, we ended up in Raymond’s bedroom. I was getting used to all the new toys he had purchased. His latest item was a karma sutra lounge chair. He had me bent over holding onto the sides of the chair as he pushed his cock into my center and stroked.

“That’s it, Ashanti,” he moaned as he humped.

“Oh God, Ray,” I moaned in return. I was dripping from my sweet spot. I felt my pussy gushing when he hit that g-spot. My right leg shook and I squealed, “Raaaaay, babe.”

He continued to stroke giving my ass nice taps making it tan red. He stepped back, walked around, and sat in the middle. I was able to fill my mouth with his cock as I leaned over. He held my hair and watched my head bob up and down.

He began to help my head go up and down faster, “Guk, guk, guk,” sounded as I deep-throated as much of him as I could before gagging. He pulled from my mouth and let me catch my breath before pushing back in and thrusting. This continued for a while.

He wiped the sides of my mouth, “Come to me,” he said.

I straddled him. This lounger had us positioned perfectly. I felt his cock touching areas of my pussy I didn’t know existed. I started bucking wildly on his cock as the first surge of energy swept over me.

He whispered, “Slow. Slow.”

I nodded and went slower until I nutted again. He had me rise and wait for him to move. I lay in position with my legs dangling off the sides. He pushed his way inside. I felt his tip knocking at my cervix. I felt my womb below with my right hand and could feel his cock stroking inside of me.

We both smiled and then kissed. We were loud. We were nasty. We were having the best time. He slowed and held steady pumping me full of cum.

“Do you love me?” he asked sweetly.

I nodded, “I do.”

As per usual, after a night of heavy fucking, Raymond and I showered together. Imagine the look on his face when Nana wandered into the bedroom looking for him. This was not usual. She would stay sleeping until 8:00 am when the nurses would arrive to check on her.

He had me pressed against the shower wall with my leg on his shoulder fucking me like crazy when we heard her frail voice, “Ray?”

He paused, “It’s my mother.”

I nodded, “Yes.”

Quietly he stroked me a little longer until he erupted and then quickly left the shower. I heard their voices as he helped her back to her room. Before I got dressed, he had returned, “That was close.”

I chuckled, “It was.” I kissed his mouth and hurried to get ready for the day.

When I got to my room Derrick was waiting in my bed. He lifted the blanket showing me his nakedness. I slid into bed with him and we began kissing. He paused for a moment, “I know you’re spending Sunday with my dad but can you make up a reason to get off on Saturday? I want to celebrate Valentine’s Day with you too.”

“Sure. I can do that.”

He smiled and eased on top of me. I love it when you come to the bed and your clit is already swollen from a good fuck,” he said.”

“You like that?”

“Fuck yeah. I’m about to make it throb even more.”

Derrick didn’t disappoint. He fucked me superbly as I lay underneath him throwing up my hips and trying to swallow every inch of his cock in my hungry pussy. As my walls tightened, he moved faster. The friction caused me to go into multiples which he loved to see.

He reached for his phone and started recording me as I was cumming on his cock. He looked into the camera, “I love it when you cum this hard.” He put the camera on me and then aimed it at our genitals as they were engaged fully lock and loaded. He pulled his cock from me and recorded all of my nectar on his shaft and then pushed back into my pussy, “Tell me you love me, Ashanti.”

“I love you, Derrick.”

He placed the phone down and let it continue to record us. We watched ourselves on camera. We looked sweet. His vanilla covered my caramel. We made a sweet dessert for each other. He pressed into my body kissing my mouth. I could feel him ready to explode and he did.

We nutted at the same time, grunting and groaning as the energy swept over us. We kissed for several seconds until the orgasm faded. We were out of it. But it felt so good. So perfect.

Derrick and I had this thing we liked to do. We liked to watch the videos we made whenever he’d get back from school during Nana’s nap time. It usually got us more horny than usual and we’d squeeze an afternoon fuck in before she’d wake up.

As I scrolled through looking for the video he wanted to see, he saw one of me and his father. “You and my dad record too?” he asked.