Page 26 of His Strings Make Her Legs Sing
When he told me to tell him what they were, I took a breath. “The chords are C7+9, Ebm9, and the main D.”
“Bet, now for the game.” I watched him with confusion as he climbed out of bed. I lifted myself on my elbows to see what was next. He grabbed the bottom of the covers and pulled them offthe bed to expose my naked body. His bottom lip went between his teeth. “Your sexy ass.”
He grabbed my legs and spread them before he climbed into the bed. He sat on his back legs. “For the purpose of this, we are going to go with the main chord short hands G, F, E, D.” He paused for it to sink in. “Sundae, for each chord I’m going to perform a specific action while I eat your pussy.”
My eyes felt like they jumped in their sockets. “What? Is that even possible?” I laughed at my question. Not because I thought it wasn’t possible, but because I knew it was. This man ate pussy like he was the professor of a masterclass. Well after he stopped, I felt fathom licks and sucks.
He chuckled. “Love, you know it’s possible. Listen carefully because your experience tonight depends on how accurate you are. When you hear the chord, you instruct me what action to take.” His hand went to my thigh, and he squeezed. “Sundae, I know what the sequence of actions should be. If you mess up, there will be a consequence.”
“Okay, well what are the actions for the chords?” My voice betrayed me with its shakiness. I didn’t want him to know I was nervous as hell. What could the damn consequence be?
“For G, it’s lick. For F, it’s suck. For E, it’s stick. For D, its ass. For the bonus chord that isn’t one of the mains, it’s pinch.” He paused for a second before he repeated it with me.
We repeated it a few times to make sure I had it. I had a couple of advantages here. Most of the changes weren’t super close together. I had to giggle when he told me that if it wasn’t a change he would just eat the pussy regularly. He said that like his regular skills weren’t extraordinary. When he asked me if I was ready, I confidently responded. “Yeah, this should be easy.”
He chuckled. “Aight, we’ll see, love.” He touched the rewind button on the remote, then sat it down next to me. “Let me get you just how I want you.”
I yelped when he cupped his arms under my legs to pull me down. He got into a position that put his mouth right at my good stuff. Once he was there, one of his hands extended upward to grab my breast. “Sundae, if you move up at any time during this game, my dick will hand out the consequence for that.”
See, I knew that it was utterly inappropriate for a woman to bend on one knee and ask a man to marry her, but this nigga right here.I’m going to tell Callira that I want him to ask me—“Oh my God!”
He was not playing fair at fucking all. The music hadn’t started, so what was this tongue foolery? My back lifted from the bed as his tongue teased the dips around my clit. My moans had a mind of their own. From the corner of my eye, I saw him pick the remote up. He had the unmitigated gall to not stop eating. He pressed the play button.
“Lick,” I immediately said accompanied with a moan. My body shivered at the feeling of his tongue licking my clit. “Suck, stick, ass.” I knew my back would hurt in the morning from the abruptness of it being raised from the bed. I almost lost my mind when two of his fingers entered me when I said stick, then his tongue left my pussy and went to my ass to rim the hole when I said ass.
I was in shock of the combination that I missed the next change. He grabbed the remote and stopped it before he lifted his head. “Is it still easy? You missed that change, love. Now I have to punish you.”
The way the corner of his upper lip rose had a bitch scared. He lowered himself without resuming the music. The next feeling was his teeth gently biting down on my clit. “Ah! Oh my God!”
I should have just felt pain, but I didn’t. Something about the way it was done provided a mixture of pain and pleasure that I never felt before in my entire life. My abdomen contracted,and my hand went to his head. The most violent orgasm ripped through me. I felt it in every muscle of my body to the point I wasn’t sure if I ever wanted to feel it again. It was a pleasure that felt like an unforgivable sin.
“Fuck!” I was sure the neighbors heard me. My damn vision blurred. “You’re trying to give me a brain aneurysm. You’re trying to kill me!”
He lifted his head, but his eyes were still on my pussy. “Oh shit. I made that pretty pussy squirt. I like that shit.” He patted my pussy with his hand. “Now you know what will happen when you miss your changes.”
“Okay, okay! I got it!” I was still in a pleasurable pain. My stomach contracted again to release another orgasm that I didn’t fucking send for.
My favorite song was only four damn minutes long, but somehow, he was down there eating my pussy for almost ten minutes. This game was the work of a sex demon. When that C chord change hit in the chorus and I said pinch, I discovered that I was bilingual. If you asked me what was the second language that I spoke, I wouldn’t be able to tell you. He pinched my nipple with this suck, tongue flicker combination that made me slide back. During the experience, I missed a total of six changes and slid back four times. It was safe to say I lost the game but won so much more.
A Very Little Time Later . . .
“You better sing, Princess and Callira!” Wynsdae cheered on the girls as they stood on the stage in our main room as they sangtheir hearts out to tell us how happy they were. “Yes! I love it.Cause I’m happy . . .”My sister sang along with the girls and all the other children.
It was karaoke day at the center. It had become one of the most anticipated activities by the kids. When we first started karaoke day, I didn’t think the older kids would want to participate, but I was wrong. They were the main ones that were ready. They came in with song selections ready to go. They paired up with the younger kids to sing as well.
Princess and Callira finished their song. With their hands clasped together, they gave us a grandiose bow before they left the stage, hand in hand. I loved those two as besties. Since Princess’s parents’ marriage disintegrated, there had been a lot of sleepovers. Her father refused to leave, which caused a lot of arguments and tension in the home. He wanted to make the marriage work, but Gina wasn’t having it. It was a lot on Princess, so she’d become an implant in the Wick household.
Whenever she was there, Citrell made sure that I spent the night. He wanted to have an adult female in the house when she was there which I understood. I loved the girls together. Gina and I had formed a friendship, but we weren’t close. We were close enough for her to trust me with her child outside of the walls of my center.
One of the students went to the stage to sing her rendition of an alphabet song that was made famous by a band of five brothers. I knew this would be interesting. The buzz of our front door caught my attention. Our center’s front doors stayed locked for security purposes. When I glanced at the clock, I wondered who it could be because it wasn’t time for pick-ups.Maybe it’s a package.
I walked toward the front door. When the person at the door came into view, I stopped.Oh, this bitch has me fucked up.“Tara, call Citrell please, and tell him to get here now,” Iinstructed one of the teacher’s assistants. I slowly walked to the door as I willed myself to calm down. I pushed the door open to allow half of my body out of it. She was not welcomed in. “Iesha, why are you here?”
“I came to see what kind of education my daughter is receiving at your ghetto center. I have a right to know what my daughter has going on.” This bitch was trying it. I hated stupid hoes. I really did.
I gave her a simple head nod. “While I understand that, you will need to reach out to your daughter’s father to schedule a visit. You are not listed on any of her paperwork; therefore, you are not permitted into my ghetto center as you called it. You have a nice day, sweetie.”
When I tried to step back into the center, she grabbed the door handle and pulled it. “Bitch, you’re going to let me in this fucka.” Her hand swung and struck me in the face.
