Chapter from LAW ABIDING FREAK by Mo'Nik

Jacinda relaxed in her Jacuzzi, she hadn’t been able to melt her stress away since the arson incident. Although she was at peace for the moment with Ebony, she still worried and watched her back. And she couldn’t shake thoughts of her doing business with such a notoriously reckless individual. Ebony tried to have her killed or seriously injured. Shit was getting serious. She thought about quitting Peach Flavored and cutting those ties with Ebony but she worked too hard to get the clients she had, who knew exactly what she liked, so she wasn’t going to give that up so easily.

She shifted her thoughts to her evening with Loren, her Cuban panty dropper. Loren had a magic dick. He didn’t have to stroke in her pussy, just it marinating in there made her sweetness run over the brim of her honey pot. The stroke that came with it made Jacinda want to just close her eyes and nod her head like ‘I Dream of Jeanie’ and he would appear, cock in hand. He had a mean curve that always hit her spot too. The amount of nuts he can make her produce in one night is more than Maliyah has in two weeks. She was long overdue for Loren.

Sometimes he would fuck her against the hotel suite’s door, still in dress and heels, while she pulled his thick, curly locks. So she decided on a vintage olive green military style bandeau dress with the same colored sandals. Loren was the only one she had a slip up with concerning her wigs. He was fucking her so good on one occasion she was pulling at it and it came off. He just shrugged his shoulders and kept fucking her senselessly. She didn’t bother wearing a wig for him after that. Besides, he lived in South Georgia, Macon, and they only saw each other every three months. His threat level was low.

Soon after, Jacinda parked Red Robin right outside the main entrance into the Mandarin Oriental Atlanta. She was early. She wanted to get a drink from the bar, she would need it. She sat at one of the empty bar stools, “Patron with a splash of pineapple please.” She occupied her mind with visions of the ménage that was about to pop off in about fifteen minutes. She always got excited when her time to meet Loren came around. His dick was a rare treat and hard to come by. Her pussy was getting as wet as the drink in front of her.

She gave the bartender a fifty and told him to keep the change before downing the drink like a glass of water. She sat there for a few minutes to let the alcohol take affect before rising from the barstool and heading to their designated sex room. The door was cracked so Jacinda let herself in, closing it behind her. The room was dark, with the exception of the street lights peeping through the vertical blinds. She could just barely make out the bed so she made her way towards it. As she reached the foot of it, she felt soft hands rub her shoulders, a trickle of hair brushed her collarbone. Her Tarzan had come to free her from the confinement of sexual addiction.

He stood behind her and began unbuttoning her dress. She felt his magic stick poking her ass. She wiggled it on him a little at thought of it soon filling her walls. He started undressing her even quicker, letting her wardrobe fall to their feet. He removed her shoes and came up from the floor kissing her thighs, groin, pelvis, and pussy. She squirmed in delight. He got back behind her and bent her over the bed, easing his already covered penis into her pulsating and throbbing pussy. He rested the head on her cervix as she wind her hips. She already felt her knees getting weak.

Loren rocked his hips back and forth, letting his long and thick dick slide in and out of her wet box. He teased her pussy as she grabbed the sheets, trying to run from his penetration. He grabbed her hips firmly, digging deeper into her and locking her in place. He gave her one more grand stroke before pulling out and covering her pussy with his mouth. She made another attempt to climb in the bed but Loren had her pinned.

He let his tongue travel from her clitoris all the way to her ass, making her cum on it. Loren shoved his dick back in her. Jacinda screamed out in pleasure, “oh my fucking goodness.” He spread her ass apart, opening her up even more, swimming in even deeper. His stroke had her stuck and once again he stopped fucking her pussy and started sucking it. Her nectar covered his lips. He picked her up and threw her on to the bed, he was never gentle with Maliyah but she loved it, she was a blue bird with the heart of a lion.

He climbed up and grabbed her, straddling her on his cock. He lay on his back as she slowly rode him, enjoying the feeling of him filling her. He grasped her waist and raised her on his dick, then brought her back down. Loren always impressed her with his love stroke. It had to be an island thing. He continued using his strong arms to bounce Maliyah up and down on his dick. With every dip on his penis she moaned louder than the last one. And with every dip, he thrust his hips back at her. The impact had her in a daze. She pulled his hair, bringing his body closer to hers. She ran her fingers through it as she continued to ride him furiously. He nibbled on her chocolate drop nipples. She threw her head back in ecstasy. She was cumming again, hard.

Loren slid off the bed with her still on his lap. He carried her to a nearby table, laying her on it on her back.  She arched it from the coolness of the surface. Her legs hung over the edge, Loren grabbed her thighs, spreading them, resting her feet on his shoulders. He was orally fixated. It turned him on to see Maliyah’s reaction to him sucking her pussy dry. She held on to the edge of the table as Loren assaulted her vagina with his mouth. She was marking her territory all over the hotel suite. Sex was in the air but she didn’t care because she loved the smell of it.

Loren rose from his kneeling position to a standing position, her legs rising with him. In one swift motion his manhood was inside her walls again. He beat her pussy like they were in the middle of a heavy weight bout. Jacinda tried to throw in the towel a few times but Loren knew how she wanted it and he was going to give it to her. He was showing no mercy. He held her in place to keep her from fleeing the assault and losing her balance. He felt that rush that had hit her so many times that night already. Now it was his turn. He placed his arms under her back and lifted her body off the table, thrusting himself inside her deep and hard. Her body, parallel to the floor, was limp as he held her in the middle of the huge room, throwing himself in her with extreme force until POP. He burst like a shaken up bottle of Pepsi. The powerful orgasm almost popped the condom off.

He stumbled back to the bed, Jacinda still in tow, and laid her on it before collapsing next to her. His breathing was fast and deep. She felt his hair on her shoulder and for some reason she was turned on again. But there three hours were over and she enjoyed all 10,800 seconds of it.

She climbed out of the bed and went to the bathroom to get herself together. When she came out, her Cuban cutie was gone. He left a note on the door to the suite, she noticed it on her way out: THANKS AGAIN FOR ANOTHER IRREPLACEABLE NIGHT MALIYAH. SEE YOU SOONER THAN YOU THINK-LOREN.

She smiled as she left their little sanctuary.