Page 2 of Juke
Sophi: I’m fine. Where you coming from this late?
I laughed because she was nosy as fuck.
I just left your people’s club… bout to take it in.
It wasn’t none of her business what I did once I got there.
Sophi: Oh ok. Be careful… goodnight.
Night, shorty.
I tucked my phone away in the cupholder and continued my ride home in silence. Shorty was broken, and I’ain like that shit one bit. For the sake of that nigga, he better stay the fuck from ’round her or it’ll be a bad damn day for his ass.
***
I wasn’t home a good hour before I heard the buzzer sound off at my door. I looked at my phone and saw that it was Nessa. She talked all that big shit in front of her friends, but I knew she’d show up… she always did. Using the app, I disarmed the system and unlocked the door. Moments later I heard her comedown the small hall of my condo and enter the living room. She was no longer in the short dress she had on at the club. She now sported a sports bra like top and a pair of tight-ass shorts. The shit looked good as fuck on her, but that was about it. She could never be my girl leaving the house like that. She sought too much attention and validation from niggas. That’s why our relationship, or the lack thereof, didn’t go past a few nuts.
“Damn, you couldn’t meet me at the door?” she sassed as she dropped down beside me.
“You got in, didn’t you?” I cut my eyes at her before focusing back on the TV.
“You’on have to be so mean all the time, Juke.”
“I’ain mean. If you think that, then that’s yo’ problem… not mine.” I wasn’t about to sit here and go back and forth with her ass. That wasn’t what this was.
“Whatever. You know what I mean.”
“I’on know shit, but if you came over here to get on my damn nerves, you could leave. I got to get up early in the morning, and I can take my ass to bed and work my frustrations out on the bag instead.”
I saw the look she had on her face, but she recovered quickly and got on her knees in front of me. She tugged at the drawstring of my ball shorts before tugging at them. I lifted a little to help her get them down. I got comfortable as she took my dick in her hands and stroked it a few times before she damn near swallowed me whole.
“Sss… shit,” I groaned once my dick touched the back of her throat.
I threw my head back and enjoyed the feeling Nessa’s mouth was providing. She may not have been wife material, but if I had to choose off her head alone, the position would be hers.
Nessa never slacked when it came to sucking my dick. I’ain had a bitch yet that could take my shit down their throat like her,and I wasn’t no lil’ nigga. That insignificant detail was enough to let me keep her around for a good time. Shit ran her brother crazy but fuck that nigga. If it was such a problem, he would’ve done some shit, but he was a pussy ass nigga who wasn’t gone do shit.
I felt my nuts tingling, and that brought me back to the task at hand. Gripping the sides of her face, I thrust my hips upward, fucking the lining out her throat until my semen coated it like her favorite liquor.
“Fuck… catch that shit,” I grunted through my release. Like the nasty bitch she loved to be, she swallowed all that shit up like a protein drink.
“Take that shit off,” I demanded as I reached down for my shorts to get the condom that I had stored in my pocket. Once I had my dick covered, I pulled Nessa into my lap so she could do her thing. I closed my eyes as she sank down onto my length. She sat still momentarily to catch her bearings, but I’ain have time for that shit.
“Stop playing and get that shit.” I gave her a look to let her know to get her shit together. It didn’t take her long to catch on, and she found her rhythm.
Leaning my head back, I gripped her hips as she bounced on my dick with a purpose.
“Baby, you feel so good,” she moaned, not missing a beat. I didn’t respond because I wasn’t her baby, and she knew that shit. “Shit,” she panted.
I gripped her hips tighter and started meeting her movements by fucking her from the bottom and bringing her down on my dick.
“Ju-Juke… ooh shit!” she cried out as she came all over my dick.
“Mhm,” was the only response I could offer because I was chasing my own nut. “Get up and get on ya knees.” I watchedas she did as she was told… wobbly legs and all. Once she was positioned on the couch with her ass in the air, I re-entered her and fucked her until she was begging me to stop and keep going at the same time. I gripped the sides of her waist tightly as I pounded the bottom of her pussy like a bass drum.
“Fuck…Juke. I’m about to cum,” she announced right before she gripped my dick and milked me right along with her.
“Gah… sss… shit,” I grunted through my release. I knew my fingerprints would be embedded in her skin, but I didn’t let go until I was finished. When I pulled out, I crashed on the couch beside her so I could catch my breath. I felt her touch my dick, and I quickly opened my eyes.
