Daddy Long Stroke полностью

I wish she would take her ass out somewhere. That’s what I’m thinkin’ lyin’ here in bed. Man, listen, five days of bein’ confined and a muhfucka’s startin’ to get antsy. Cherry has been up underneath me, bouncin’ up and down on this dick practically e’ery damn three hours. Don’t get me wrong; keepin’ this cock coated is all good. But, damn…can a nigga get out and breathe a lil’, feel me? I know I told her I was gonna be all hers while I’m out here, but gotdamn! I need a fuckin’ break from her ass. Wakin’ up to the same broad for more than three days is not the norm for me, and I’m already startin’ to look at her ass some kinda way; ’specially after seein’ her droolin’ in her sleep. I gotta keep remindin’ myself that she’s cool peeps, and that the paper I’ma walk up outta here wit’ will be worth all the extras I’m puttin’ up wit’. See, if I had me a bag of Get-Right, I could roll a fat-ass blunt, take it to the head, then zone the fuck out. Then a muhfucka could handle her bein’ all up under me. She musta read my mind ’cause when she steps outta the bathroom dressed in a badass, cream-colored business suit and a pair of brown Gucci heels, I know it’s ’bout to be on and poppin’ today.

“Good morning, baby,” she says, standin’ in front of the full-length mirror, puttin’ in her five-carat diamond studs. She looks at me through the mirror. “I hate to leave you all by yourself, but I have to go out to Santa Monica to show some houses this mornin’, then I have a lunch meeting in Malibu this afternoon. I tried to get out of it, but—”

I sit up in bed, tryna keep from smilin’. But inside I’m screamin’, “Muthafuckin’ YES!” “Oh, it’s all good, babe,” I say, cuttin’ her off. “Get that paper. I understand.”

“I feel bad, though.” I get outta bed, walk up behind her, then kiss her on top of her weave-covered head, lettin’ her know there’s no need to feel any kinda way ’bout it. When she tells me she’s gonna leave me the keys to her convertible Jag, I press my bare dick up in her back. Decide to fuck her down real good, then send her on her merry way wit’ a smile on her face. I grind into her. “Unh-uh, don’t,” she says, tryna step outta my embrace, “start tryna get the kitty all cranked up. I don’t have time. I’m gonna have to fight traffic as it is, or I’ll end up being late. So you’re gonna have to wait until I get back.”

I grab her by the waist and pull her into me. At first she tries to resist. But I am persistent, so she doesn’t put up much of a fight for too long. “C’mon, baby, let me get a lil’ dose of that sweet ’n sticky. Five minutes, boo.” She rolls her eyes, knowin’ I’m lyin’ outta my black ass ’bout nuttin’ that quick. I grin, strokin’ my dick. She looks down at it as it starts to thicken. She licks her lips. I already know she gets wet just thinkin’ ’bout this dick up in her, so seein’ it got her juices bubblin’. “What you gonna do, baby? You gonna let this dick wait for you? Or are you gonna milk this nut up outta it real quick?”

She glimpses at her watch. “Damn you,” she says, pullin’ out her BlackBerry. She makes a call, tells whoever answered to push her first appointment back ’cause she’s gonna be an hour late. She disconnects, unbuttonin’ her jacket.

I stop her. “I got this,” I say, grabbin’ her by the hand. She sits down at the foot of the bed. I remove her jacket, then her blouse. I remove her bra and unleash her beautiful titties. She stands up, allows me to unfasten her skirt. It drops ’round her ankles and she steps outta it. I tell her to sit back down. Then kneel down in front of her, slip off her shoes, and caress the bottom of her feet. Damn, she got some pretty-ass feet, I think, kissin’ the balls of her feet, lickin’ them, then slippin’ her left big toe into my mouth. I slowly suck on it before pullin’ two more of her toes into my mouth. I slip my tongue in between her toes, then lick the bottom of her feet. She tosses her head back, and moans. I slide my hand up the inner part of her thigh, reach for her wet pussy, then slip two fingers in.

“Oh, yes, baby. See how wet you got my pussy?”

“Yeah, you ready for some dick, ain’t you?”

“Mmmm…oh, yes…”

I pull my fingers outta her sticky snatch. Tell her to lie on her stomach. I lick my lips. I run into the bathroom, then come back out wit’ a bottle of baby oil. When I pour it onto her back, she flinches, then relaxes when I slowly start massagin’ her neck and shoulders and back, then her juicy ass. I’m kneadin’ the kinks outta her body so good that I got her purrin’.

She whispers, “Aaaaah, this feels so good, baby.” My hands slide down to her calves, then back up to her thighs, lightly brushin’ her pussy. She spreads her legs, hikes her ass up in the air.

“Yeah, you want daddy to long stroke this wet pussy, don’t you.” She moans. I run my hand along the back slit of her hole, take two fingers and press on its opening, then slide them into her.