Freshly showered and pretty much ready for a nice night in, Nikki had just gotten settled on the couch before she heard a knock at her front door. Checking the time, her phone read 8:30pm.
Who the hell could be checkin' for me this late? Especially, without callin' a nigga first. Ugh, the audacity of these foolish ass people.
Walking over to the door, she looked out of the peephole. A brown skinned guy she knew very well was standing on her porch. She rolled her eyes, debating whether she should let him in or not. They hadn't seen each other since the spring semester ended and it was now the cool fall. Sure they talked often during those hot summer months, but it didn't replace actually seeing each other. Taking another look through the peephole, she noticed he was dressed in a plain black tee shirt and grey sweatpants with matching socks and slides.
Damn, he knew what the fuck he was doin' wearin' that shit over here. He knows I can barely resist him when his dick print is on display for all the world to see. I wonder if that was his plan all along...
Deciding to at least see what he wanted, she unlocked the door and swung it wide open.
"Hakeem."
"Hey, Nikki, been a while." He gave her a mischievous smile. "May I come inside?"
Mhmm. I'm sure he really wanna come inside too.
"Why should I let you come inside?" She crossed her arms over her chest and popped her hip to the side. "You didn't even shoot me a text or call."
"Well, I figured I would surprise you." He moved his hand that she didn't realize was behind his back, and produced two greasy bags of food.
She gasped quietly. "You didn't."
"Oh, I definitely did." A genuine smile pulled at the corner of his full lips. "Does the lady accept this gift of burritos and tacos with copious amounts of green sauce?"
"I give my upmost thanks, my good sir." She chuckled lightly. He remembered how obsessed she was with British accents. "Your gift has been accepted, which secures your entry into my home. Please, come inside."
"I'll sit these on the table in front of the couch then go back to the car," he said. "I got drinks too."
"Okay," she said.
Going into the kitchen, she grabbed extra napkins and place mats while Hakeem was outside. By the time he came back in, she had already set out plates and two cups with crushed ice. Turning the Roku tv on, she clicked on the Netflix option.
"Watchu tryna watch?" She asked.
"Uhhh, I'm not really sure actually." He removed the foil from his taco plate. "You pick."
"The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina it is!" She exclaimed, pointing the remote at the receiver.
"You watch that too?" He asked incredulously.
"Yesss nigga. Sabrina is my shit."
"Well you better be on season two then." He turned his attention back to his food. "Episode three to be exact."
"Damn nigga, you got ESP or sumn'?" She shook her head. "Sheesh."
Laughing, Hakeem started eating while she cued up the show.
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The duo was satisfied with their dinner and as midnight approached, they were curled up under each other smoking a fat blunt. The lights from her ceiling changed from light green to red as Hakeem massaged her ass in time to the beat of the chopped-not-slopped version of Caught Up by Majid Jordan and Khalid, a serious hidden gem from her chill lit playlist. She enjoyed the regular tempo of the original song, but the slowed down version was hitting differently at the moment. She had a healthy buzz going and the vibe was just right.
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How many blunts can I smoke in the night? Blowin' Os underneath the moonlight...
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At this point, she was feeling pretty turned on. Hakeem was now sucking on her neck and she was rubbing his now hard member through his sweatpants.
He grabbed her hand suddenly, the warning was loud and clear. She better not be starting something she couldn't finish is what she could imagine him saying. He used to always tell her that. Looking up at him through her hybrid styled lash extensions, she leaned over and kissed him soundly on the lips. He groaned underneath her.
"Nikki..." His voice sounded strained, as if once again warning her that he was close to a point where he wouldn't be able to stop his actions.
She smiled. She was having the same effect on him that he was having on her.
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Where the girls are pretty and they know how to ride it, yeah...
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She knew exactly where the rest of the night was headed as the lyrics silkily slid into their ears, she didn't even mind in the slightest. Truth be told, she missed Hakeem and if how hard his dick had gotten was any indication he definitely missed her too. Moving her hand to manipulate his pants, she pulled them down just enough so that she could play with the shaft before eventually sliding his dick into her warm mouth.
"Hmm." She hummed in contemplation. The vibration from her throat caused Hakeem to hiss from the sensation. She had forgotten how thick he was. Using her hands to pleasure what she couldn't reach, she bobbed her head up and down finding her rhythm. Once her throat had adjusted to his wide girth, she was able to take him even deeper into the back of her throat. In a split second decision, she tried a little trick her friend told her about a few months ago, the Countdown. Bobbing her head five times, on the last one, she swallowed the tip a little. On the next round, she bobbed four times and on the fourth she swallowed again. This went on as she counted the rounds backwards in her head.
3, slurp slurp slurp, swallow. 2, bob bob, swallow. 1, slurp, swallow.
At the end of the last round, he had unexpectedly cum in her mouth.
"Shit." He cursed.
Acting as quickly as she could, she swallowed what she was able before letting the rest dribble down and out of her mouth onto her medium sized breasts that had been slowly popping out of her tank top.
"Damn, girl." He took a deep breath. "I ain't think you missed me that much."
She giggled a little and took one of the leftover napkins from the table and wiped her chest.
"C'mere," he said licking his lips.
She climbed onto his lap. His dick, semi hard, was resting in the middle of her thighs gently rubbing against her through the thin pajama shorts she wore. Gripping her ass in both hands, he squeezed tightly as he long kissed her. It was as if he was trying to suck her soul out through her mouth, leaving her panting.
"I want you right here on this couch," he whispered in her ear. She shivered at his words in anticipation.
"Then what are you waiting for?" She whispered back, an arched brow raised for effect.
He smirked.
Kissing her once more, she allowed him to lay her back on the couch. After swiftly removing her shorts, he grabbed ahold of her legs and spread them wide.
"So pretty."
She looked up and noticed his gaze was trained on the apex center of her inner thighs. She watched as he leaned over to lick her lower lips. She hissed in pleasure.
"You smell so good and you're already so wet for me."
She gripped the arm of the couch for leverage as he dipped a finger inside of her, testing to see just how soaked she was. She cried out when he abruptly latched onto her clit and began lapping at it as if she were the source of the purest water.
"Shit!"
He had added another finger, then another as he pumped in and out of her sopping pussy. He began sucking on her clit at the same time he curled his fingers inside of her. Her back arched off the couch.
Using the other hand, she noticed that he had made his way to her left breast. He tweaked one nipple before a light rumbling came from her chest.
What the fuck? I know damn well I didn't just purr...
Just as the thought ran across her mind, he added another finger. She sighed. She had missed how good this felt. Being away from Hakeem over the summer was not something she wanted to do again. It was clear that changes were going to have to be made.
She felt his fingers retreat from her soaked center, only to be replaced by his long tongue. He was putting in work and the night was far from over, she still wanted to feel that dick pulsing inside of her.
She came with a gasp when he tweaked her clit one last time.
He massaged her thighs as she came down from her high.
"Hakeem," she whispered. "I want you inside."
A rakish grin graced his features and she watched as he roughly tugged his sweatpants all the way down.
"Turn around," he said twirling his index finger in a circular motion.
Back shots already? Will they be to the beat of A Milli?
Changing positions, she obliged him. With her ass in the air, she looked over her shoulder to see him stroking his dick. She licked her lips, the anticipation making her shiver in delight.
She gasped as she felt the tip rest in between her ass cheeks. Slowly, Hakeem massaged his hard member up and down the length of her lower lips before pushing inside.
"Mmmmm." She moaned reflexively, he was stretching her deliciously.
He bottomed out and paused, letting her adjust to his girth.
Moving back a little, signifying that she was ready for more, she whimpered softly as he pulled out leaving only the tip just inside her aching center. Feeling his hands shift, one hand was gripping her hip and the other was pushing her into the couch. Taking the hint, she leaned into the pillows and tried to mentally prepare for the dicking down she was no doubt about to receive.
He slammed back into her abruptly causing her to cry out.
"Oh, fuck!"
Soon, all that could be heard were soft pants, grunts, and the sound of skin slapping against skin as Hakeem slid in and out of her. The pleasure began to build after a few minutes of his assault on her pussy.
"Baby, you're tight as hell."
Involuntarily squeezing him at his words, she almost lost it completely. However, he wasn't done with her just yet. Just before she could topple over the edge he slowed his speed, pumping into her at a moderate pace. This went on for the next twenty or so minutes. Speeding up and right at the moment she was about to let go, slowing back down.
"Keem, please!" She gasped. "I need to come!"
"Just hold on, baby girl." He placated, flicking her clit a few times. "You'll come harder than you ever have in your life."
"Uh huh, big words. You sure you can live up to them?"
He didn't answer. Instead, he flipped her so that she was laying on her back. Sliding back into her, he grabbed her right leg and placed it on his shoulder.
"Open those pretty eyes for me," he said speeding up the pace. "I wanna see you come apart on this dick."
She looked directly into his hungry gaze, her lips made an O shape. The pleasure was beginning to be too much but she'd be damned if she started running. Resisting the urge to turn away, she looked down and watched as his dick continuously entered her.
She was almost there when Hakeem leaned over to kiss her. She moaned into his mouth, wrapping her arms and left leg around him so she could fuck him back. She felt him smile against her lips.
Feeling his lips travel to her ear, she shuddered as he whispered dirty nothings to her.
"That's it, baby. Come for me."
As if on instinct, her orgasm ripped through her. Hakeem followed soon after, riding her throughout his causing her to come a second time. The edges of her vision went hazy before refocusing on the man before her. Sensing him slip out of her, she sighed into his embrace. He had managed to pull her onto his lap again while she was out of it.
And soon they were right back where they started, with neck kisses and ass massages.
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