Freak-a-boo (Season 1, Episode 1)

I look forward to Thursday nights in my lonely studio apartment. Thursday nights I don't feel so lonely. I've gotten accustomed to having me a few glasses of wine and watching my favorite show. This has been my Thursday for the past 3 months. And I don't mind.

I don't have a man which makes Thursday's that much more interesting. The young, voluptuous, and very attractive woman that stays in the apartment building across the alley from my building has a man. A young, tall, dark, and handsome man. I can tell he works out by the way his body looks and by the way he carries her around her studio apartment. She keeps her vertical blinds open all the time so I'm able to see everything that goes on over there. Most days she just leaves for work, I assume, and comes back to cook, clean, watch TV, read a book, you know, typical stuff. But not on Thursdays.

The young woman and her young boyfriend are my favorite show on Thursday. I wonder if they know I watch them faithfully like The Walking Dead or Greg's Anatomy for most. Their show is far more entertaining and more reality than Love and Hip-Hop. On Thursdays she is lounging around naked waiting for him to let himself in. She is already laying on the bed in the middle of her apartment, her fingers dancing in the moonlight between her legs, when he arrives. I watch her as she pleasures herself until he arrives too. Her fat ass, juicy pussy, and small and perky tits make me wanna touch myself as well, so of course I do. Pretty soon I'm creaming all over myself and that's before the show really begins.

Tall, dark, and handsome let's himself in and we both get excited, me because I know I'm going to get a show. Thickums, the nickname I gave her, sticks her fingers in her mouth to taste her sweet as he joins her. Before even removing his clothes he is covering her now dripping wet pussy with his mouth. He uses lips, tongue, teeth on her clit, lips, even licking her fat ass. He gets real nasty with her.

After he feasts on the meal she prepared for him with her fingers, he gets undressed, unknowingly revealing his rugged body to me also. I get even more excited and so does my pussy. Thickums, although thick, is flexible like a much smaller woman. She spreads that fat pussy of hers wide open, her toes touching the mattress. Her boyfriend enters her with ease, gentle, at first. I can imagine the sounds coming from her mouth at that moment. He's very well endowed.

He strokes in and out of her river slow and steady at first, then picks up the pace like he's in a race. He grabs her ankles and pushes her legs back further, exposing more of her treasure. I can clearly see the love faces she is making as our lover, he makes me cum too, is pounding away at her juice box. Next thing you know, he flips her over, lifting her big booty off the bed and shoving his stiff cock back in her glory hole. He grabs her hair as he drills himself into her and I can tell she likes it. We both do.

His strokes are long and deep and my fingers go deeper with each one of them. He is an amazing fucker. He smacks her ass and I swear I hear the sound echoing through my tiny space.

Now it's her turn as they move from the bed to a chair where he sits and she sits on his dick. With her back to him, she is sliding up and down his pole, her ass bouncing and clapping. He tosses his head back in enjoyment as she works her hips on him. She uses her balancing skills to twerk on his dick like she belongs on the Twerk Team. I can tell by the look on both their faces that they are both about to cum. He grabs her by the waist holding her in place on his dick while he explodes in her. She is squeezing his thighs from the force of her orgasm. And me, I'm grabbing the sheets around me as my waterfall flows and soaks them. We always share that moment together. Every Thursday like clockwork. I fantasize about joining them one day. Maybe one day. But until that day comes, I'll keep watching my favorite show.....

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.

You Are What You Eat

The taste of vagina vary based on natural bodily secretions, arousal fluids, sweat, and diet. What you eat and put in your body will affect the way your juice box smells and tastes.

For instance, smoking alters the way your vagina tastes as a result of inhaled chemicals getting into your bloodstream. Alcohol also changes the flavor.

Spices, onions, garlic, red meat, dairy, asparagus, and broccoli leave a bad taste in your mouth and will leave a bad taste in your boo's mouth as well if you get my drift.

Pineapple, kiwi, blueberries, mango, green tea, cucumbers, and even parsley however will make you taste delectable.

Probiotics are great for the vagina as well and can be found in yogurt, which makes it an exception to the dairy rule.

Eating or not eating these things won't guarantee that you'll taste like Skittles. You must also drink plenty of water EVERY DAY, exercise, and keep your body clean and free of infections or infectious diseases. Tell your man he can thank me by pleasing you and you're welcome!!!

ANYWHERE (Explicit)

Baby, we can start off in the KITCHEN, get our fore-play on.
On the countertop, with my legs spread, use me as your icecream cone.
Drizzle me in chocolate syrup & whipped cream, put the cherry on top. Lick me until you get to my sweet center like a tootsie roll pop.
With my back arched you carry me to the floor
And reach for more treats as you open the fridge door.
Caramel sauce cooling off my warm body.
I'm the dessert for this private dinner party 😉
Now we're all sticky, to the SHOWER we go.
Get my body dripping wet from the hot water flow.
You love me against the wall & then out of the shower to the sink.
We're facing the foggy mirror & from behind me you give a wink.
You carry me to the PATIO, I don't know where you learned that trick!
My moist back against your bare chest while I'm still mounting your dick 😱
We're on the top floor, I'm bent over the metal rail.
My kitty is exposed, so you take a plunge & set sail.
The light, cool breeze carries the echo of my yell
And gives me goosebumps as your tongue makes a trail.
Now we're on a lawn chair, my toes high above my head.
You take your time to beat it up & to the LIVING ROOM you led.
You please me on the floor, the couch, the table & chair.
And even a moment in the middle of the room, mid-air😍
We finally make our way to the MASTER BEDROOM.
All this sexing thus far, I think you left something in my womb 😂
You lay me on the dresser, parallel to the mirror.
So while your face is between my thighs, we can see it much clearer.
You gobble me up like you're on death row & I'm your last meal.
That shit is so good, nothing but wet tongue & lips is all I feel.
You carry me still on your face to the bed, your tricks keep getting better & better.
And with each stroke of your tongue, I feel myself getting wetter & wetter.
You finish me off like a Street Fighter move.
Your whole mouth works in such an incredible groove.
This is one for the record books, the moments we share.
Take a picture & label it {WE DO IT ANYWHERE} 😊

Private Storm

I hear the sound of raindrops tapping against my window.
As I envision your head next to me on my pillow.
With each drip I flashback to your stroke.
And with each dip my fingers get a little more soaked.
I moan and she purrs as she rains down my thighs.
The rain falls harder, I feel my body temperature rise.
Baby, now my pussy is like a rain cloud.
My raindrops begin to fall as my moans get loud.
I slowly take my fingers out the strong water flow.
And into the shelter of my mouth so I can taste the rainbow.
Now the sound of the rain drowns out my screams.
My body starts to shiver as she starts to cream.
Laying here, touching her, playing in her QUIET STORM.
I wish you were here so we could make our own PRIVATE STORM........

Crazy Love II

It has been a week since my last session with the mysterious Lor'eal and I couldn't stop thinking about her. I made it my mission and purpose to find out who she was and where she came from, even more so why she was here, in a psychiatric hospital. She didn't communicate with herself or inanimate objects, she didn't have the mental capacity of a child, she wasn't paranoid and didn't seem to display symptoms of bipolar disorder. Although she could be a depressant, which would explain her lack of communication with others. Autism maybe but we don't treat autistic patients. Who was this woman that I undoubtedly am developing a connection with?

It was time for our weekly session and I had the notes I gathered on her on my desk in front of me. In those notes were her parents names and medical history with the hospital. Both of her parents were afflicted with bipolar disorder, her mother also suffered from manic depression and paranoid schizophrenia. She was genetically at risk for those same conditions which could be why she was being evaluated. A police report on file stated a domestic situation in which she was removed from the family's home. I had to make sure that she was aware of what we had done during our last session.

Lor'eal entered my office, gracing me with her amazing presence. A smile was plastered to her face when she saw me. I felt that rush in my groin area that I felt every time she smiled at me. She was a beautiful and lost soul. "Hello again Lor'eal. You've been on my mind a lot since the last time we met." Her smile grew wider as my penis grew stiffer. I smiled back to take attention away from what was happening in my pants. I wanted this woman in the worse way and the fact that she is forbidden makes me want her even more.

She strutted sultry towards my desk, her flower printed sundress hugging her curvaceous body in all the right spots. She had her own distinct scent that filled my office, it was pleasurable to say the least. She smiled at me again before pushing the plethora of items atop my desk on to the floor and climbing on top. She spread eagle exposing her beautiful gem. She was definitely my treasure. I wondered more about her sanity now that I realized that she remembered everything about our last session and didn't wear any panties this time around either.

I accepted her invite as I planted a gentle kiss on her juicy fruit. I heard her gasp as I looked up to see her nibbling on her bottom lip. Seeing her in pleasure brought me pleasure so I continued to kiss her lips, sucking, licking, and teasing them. She moaned so soft and sweet, it was like music to my ears. She began to spill her sweet, sticky honey all over my fingers, mouth, and tongue as her moans grew louder. I removed my lips from her love below and began to kiss her speaker box to quiet her moans. She kissed me back deeply and passionately. I grabbed her curly locks which were falling freely this week and pulled her head back, kissing and licking her neck.

I felt her hand grasp my throbbing dick. I inserted two fingers into her throbbing and dripping wet pussy. I wanted to feel her walls squeezing on my dick but she was enjoying the moment so I let her. I went back to sipping on her sugar honey ice tea until she was out of breath from orgasms. She left a puddle on my cherry oak desk that dripped onto the tapestry covering the wooden floor. Her sweet scent would be the fragrance for my office once it penetrated in the thick rug.

She was satisfied and so was I! We had just explored another dimension to her and our relationship. I felt like with each session we were getting closer and I was getting to know her better. And I was being selfish, at this point, I looked forward to our sessions, not to help her, but to dance around her sticky sweet dancefloor. I just needed one more dance.......

Crazy Love

I was a therapist at a psychiatric hospital in the city. My normal job duties included evaluating patients, prescribing medications, and providing moral support. My patients were typical psychiatric patients with mentally debilitating conditions. All of them but one, Lor'eal.

Lor'eal was gorgeous, on record as being 5'10 165 pounds, butterscotch skin, slim thick with a head full of light brown coils. At first glance, she looks normal, you wouldn't suspect her of needing the services of a psyche ward. I haven't diagnosed her condition yet, she never talks to anyone, just kind of stares at you like she is trying to speak to you through her beautiful hazel eyes. I enjoyed our sessions though just because she was always so beautiful. I only wished I could learn more about her. All I knew was that she was 33 and had been admitted only a few weeks prior.

One day, everything was going as normal and it was time for my session with her. I had done some research into her background to see if I could find something that would make her open up to me. I really wanted to help this beautiful woman, her eyes screamed at me. She entered my office, breaking into my thoughts of her. She was stunning as always. She wore an off white sleeveless thigh length dress that accentuated the curve in her hips, her curly mane in an updo. I wonder if she looked in the mirror and seen what I saw or if she was really that crazy.

"Lor'eal welcome again" I invited. I was shocked when she gave me a smile. It made her even more attractive. Not to mention, that was a small breakthrough for us. I suddenly got a rushing feeling in my groin. It was clear that I was sexually attracted to her. She took her place on the chaise in my office. I pulled a chair closer to her before taking a seat. I was baffled at how she ended up in my hospital, someone so beautiful and quiet.

"Lor'eal, you can trust me. You can talk to me. I'm here for you and no one will ever know what we talk about." She smiled at me again. I felt that rush get stronger. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand. I squeezed hers, reassuring her that she was safe with me. She smiled again only this time it was followed by a kiss. She was a great kisser and as much as I was enjoying the moment, I knew it was wrong. Employees were to never fraternize with patients. And here we were, fraternizing.

"Lor'eal, are you aware of what you are doing?" She smiled once again, letting me know that she understood my question and what she was doing. I embraced her this time, kissing her and softly groping her breasts. I felt her body tense, I started kissing and licking on her neck and shoulders. I couldn't believe what was happening. I hadn't had a condom because well, I was at work but I knew she was clean as a whistle. All patients went through thorough physicals to add to their records. I went over her records more than once trying to crack her shell and here I was about to get the nut.

I slid her dress up, exposing her ripe fruit, she wasn't wearing any panties. She wasn't as crazy as originally thought I guess. I fiddled her pussy lips as she smiled at me for the dozen time, it was getting wetter by the second. I was in complete awe with what was going on with this beautiful stranger, she was in fact a stranger, but at that moment I felt like we known each other forever.

I began to unbuckle my pants and remove them, my dick looking like a cucumber. Her eyes seemed to light up, her smile definitely grew bigger. She was definitely more sane than what the hospital thought, making her even more mysterious. I placed one of her legs on the back of the chaise and slid inside her glory hole. She felt so good as she let out a soft moan and her pussy gripped my dick. She was tight and I could tell it had been a while since she'd had intercourse unless she was still a virgin. I stroked in her river nice and slow, keeping at that pace, as if we had all the time in the world to make love. The moans she produced were amazing, the first sounds I've heard her make since our first initial meeting. I put every inch of my manhood into her treasure chest like I was digging for gold. Her moans got louder so I kissed her to muffle them, we never locked the door but I did have a DO NOT DISTURB, IN SESSION sign on the outside of it.

She started scratching my back and biting my bottom lip, obviously out of pleasure. I felt her body begin to tremble as her pussy walls closed in even tighter. She was cumming all over my dick and I loved it. So much so that I felt the same rush she had just experienced as was filling her up with my semen. She pulled me closer to her as I panted after releasing in her.

I knew what had just happened was grounds for termination and losing my license but at that moment, Lor'eal was worth it. She smiled again as I slowly pulled out of her juice box, my dick covered with her cream filling. I smiled back at her. She got up from the chaise, adjusted her dress, and smiled at me again before heading towards my office door. "Lor'eal wait! Please say something to me, anything. We just shared something so amazing." All I got was a smile. It was good enough for me as she walked out my office closing the door behind her, leaving me to wonder if the rest of our sessions would be so amazing as this one. I guess I'd have to wait to find out and I wasn't finish finding out as much as I can about her, especially now after our sexcapade....