An Unexpected & Pierced Visitor

I peaked out my window blinds and saw Kizzy's car pulling up in front of the house. That was odd. I hadn't received a call from her saying she was coming by. She knew I wasn't a fan of unannounced visits.

She turned off the car and I saw a small bright light illuminate the inside of her blue sports car. Her gaze was focused on the light.

bzzzz bzzzzzz bzzzz

My phone vibrated.

I let it buzz a bit longer as her name lit up on the caller ID. Just before her call went to voicemail I answered.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hey!" She sounded all smiles.

"Hello..." I said acting totally clueless as to who was on the other end.

"It's Kiz!" She said through clinched teeth trying to suppress being offended.

"I know. Caller ID."

"Fuck you, Fury." She said with a chuckle. "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?"

"I asked first." She replied

"I'm getting some head." I said with no emotion.

"She must not be good cuz you sound bored as fuck." She said

"Yeah. She's horrible. Think you can do better? Come join her."

"Shut up! what are you doing for real?"

"I'm watching you sit in your car in front of my house talk to me on the phone."

Kizzy laughed a big laugh. Her head flung backward. In the darkness of her car I could see her bright white teeth.

"I wanna show you what I just did!" She squealed.

I hung up the phone.

Moments later, I walked out my front door and plodded toward her car. She stepped out and leaned against the door smiling. We hugged a short hug, but I felt her pull me closer and take a lung filling inhale of my scent.

Kizzy had a beautiful dark brown complexion, benefits of her West African heritage. Her wide mouthed bright toothed grin was evidence of something naughty.

"So, What'd you do? It wasn't wash your car cuz..."

"Fuck you Fury!" She jabbed me in the chest with her bony index finger. "I got my nipple ring redone last week. It was pierced wrong, so I got it fixed...and I got the other one done too!" She pushed her chest high to the sky.

"So whip em out. Let me see." I said sarcastically.

"Ummm...you have nosy neighbors. I'm not just gonna pull out my tits in the middle of the street."

Did she not say she came to show me what she did?

I shook my head.

"So..." I shrugged

She thought for a moment.

"You're making me wet." She sighed. "Why you gotta be so sexy?"

"Thank you. Come on. Let's see your nipples." I took her hand softly and led her into he dark recesses behind the house.

The bright blue light of the moon and the orange light of street lights gave just enough light to see the gleam off of her double nipple rings. The silver beads on the rings dangled from her dark espresso colored nipples like fruit from a tree. My mouth began to water immediately. I've always been a fan of pretty nipples. The added visual treat of her silver rings helped stiffen my manhood.

"You like 'em?" She smiled.

"Hmm let's see..." I bent my head down and placed it on my tongue. Her nipple twirled on the tip of my tongue with the cold steel fluttering with each flick.

Kizzy squirmed with her back against the wall. Her hips gyrated brushing her ass against the wall. I removed my mouth.

"So, do you lik..."

I covered her mouth with my fingers and dipped my mouth to her left nipple and sucked. Kizzy groaned with each suck and flick. She panted with my licking and playing as her nipples grew painfully hard. She sucked two of my fingers into her mouth and began working them against her soft tongue.

"Wait...you owe me something." She said with a muffled mouth.

Kizzy turned the tables on me. Pushed my back against the wall and crouched down in front me. Right.. She had told me at our last meeting that she wanted to feel me cum on her face. Her hands made quick work of my belt and zipper. She pulled my boxers down just enough to reveal my erect tool.

"Mmm damn that's a pretty, big dick." She whispered before wrapping her warm mouth around it.

Kizzy's mouth swirled around my girth. Her mouth drool soaking the waistband of my underwear. She needed her hand to control my tool. Her lips played with it.

"Your dick is delicious. I love the way you feel in my mouth." She purred between sucks. "I want your cum on my fucking face, Fury."

Her mouth spread wide over my blessings, her head bobbed and swiveled around me. I wanted more. Kizzy lit more of a flame in me. I looked down to her face, just below were her hard nipples and dangling rings. Her hands cupped my ass cheeks and pulled me deeper into her mouth until she gagged and retreated.

"Wait..." I said stuffing my hard on into my boxers and running into the house.

Moments later I returned. Kizzy was standing against the wall. She had covered up her new jewelry.

"I didn't tell you to hide them. Take your titties back out." I whispered

"But I didn't want to just stand out here..."

I grabbed her by her hips, not wanting hear any more talk. I pushed her denim skirt up over her ass and pulled her thong down her slender brown legs. She stepped out of them.

"There ya go." She pressed her nipples outward, rings hanging from them as her hands braced herself against the wall. "You wanted to see..ahhhhh" She panted trying not to moan too loudly.

I slid deeply inside her tight twat. She clenched my dick tightly, her hands tried to grab the brick wall but only caused small crumbling pieces of mortar to the ground. Her body shook, shivered and twisted on unsteady legs. It was like trying to catch a slippery snake with a handful of jelly.

My manhood invaded her to the hilt with easy long strokes. She whimpered with each pounding thrust trying to keep her composure. But I wasn't impressed. It just wasn't lighting my fire. She just wasn't doing it for me. I'd let the nipple rings trick me into believing an outside fuck would be exciting. Normally it would be, but I wanted more. She moaned disappointingly when I pulled my dick out and removed the condom.

"Why'd you stop??" She moaned as she fell to her knees and began sucking me again. "Mmmmm." She slurped hard between words. "I. Wanna. See. This. Big. Dick. Cum. On. My. Face."

I backed away causing a loud puckering sound from her lips.

"Shhhh..." I pointed to a lit window at neighbor's house. "We'll have to try that again sometime."

After we regained our composure and covered up, I walked her back to her car and opened the door for her. As she sat, her face contorted.

"Ughhh, I'm all wet! I have to sit in this all the way home." She shook her head and gave me a soft kiss.

I watched from my window as she started her car and pulled from the curb.

They call me The Fury, there's nothing wrong with giving me a ring or two

Park N' Ride Me

Sitting in the passenger seat of a car is generally a powerless position. You're not running shit riding shotgun. You're watching the world go by and enjoying the view. Mercedes picked me up and drove me around aimlessly talking about everything under the sun and especially about our failed relationship. I was powerless to the conversation. I enjoyed her company. She was fine as hell to look at, but damn if the conversation began to wear on me after the first hour. Yet, whenever I asked where we were headed, she always found a new destination. It's true with a few bats of her long eyelashes and a stare into her cocoa eyes and I was fully powerless again. Then again, the only option was to jump out the car at a red light or tuck and roll on the highway. I'm too cute to tuck and roll for no good damn reason.

Mercedes spread her legs as we drove allowing her skirt to inch slowly up her brown thighs. I could only glimpse them when the streetlights or the lights of passing cars illuminated inside the car. The conversation was wearing on me. Her sexy sitting position was wearing me down. All that talk about staying platonic friends was careening, along with our drive, into oblivion.

"Nice thighs." I said.

"You've seen them before. They're nothing new." She replied.

"Maybe it's the way you're sitting or the way the headlights are flashing on them.."

"Whatever!" She laughed...

Then she spread her legs as wide as she could muster while still driving.

"Let me show you something." She reached over, took my hand and slid it between her thighs.

My hands found the warm spot on her panties. My fingers slid them aside and found her soft lips. They went further and found her soaking wet excitement. My guttural response was a dead giveaway.

"So...are you gonna help me find a place for you to handle that?" She said.

"Do you want me to handle that?"

"Why else would I be driving around aimlessly? You're being dick-knapped." She licked her lips.

"What if I said no?" I wagered a gamble.

"You could...but would you really?" She pressed my hands against her wet kitty.

She was smooth in my hand. Her lips plump against my fingers. I caressed them slowly then slid upward and stroked her clit softly.

"Are you going to say no?" She peaked over to me.

My eyes never left her thighs. I was watching my hand between her legs.

"No."

The ride continued. She pulled my hand away from her throbbing pussy so she could concentrate on the drive...and to tease me with the wait. Temptation. Passenger seat. I was the powerless poster boy.

We peered down street after street, but each street seemed brighter than the one before it. She pulled over under a tree on one street only to be met immediately by a motion detector light from a nearby house. We pulled from the curb and off we went again. My heart began to race. This was taking too long. We had spent too much time driving around bullshitting and now it was getting late. We had work in the morning. Our car fuck was getting further and further away from reality.

Mercedes turned down a street filled with warehouses. Back in the crack era this block was chock full of dealers and customers. The streets were dim and dangerous. Now they were brightly lit. A lone rent-a-cop security vehicle sat on the corner.

Sonuvabitch!

Another turn and more driving. A small gas station closed for the evening next to a car repair franchise. She turned into the dark parking lot of the gas station and angled the car around the back.

Darkness. No foot traffic. No passing cars.

I immediately pushed the back of my seat back as far as possible, It was a compact car and my legs had already searched for more room.

Mercedes pulled her panties down her slender brown legs. She kicked off her shoes by the pedals and climbed over the gearshift. She straddled above me unbuttoning her blouse.

"You can't get naked. What if someone comes?"

"I want to be comfortable."

"We're in a small car..."

Mercedes left the blouse on, but took off her bra. I pushed her blouse up above her plump tits and began to suck her nipples softly. And with each suck she gyrated just above my throbbing manhood. My hands pulled open my pants anxiously wanting to dive deeply inside of her. I pushed my pants down to my knees. She pushed them to my ankles. Her soft breasts caressed my face as she teased the tip of my dick with the wetness of her sex. My hands cupped her soft ass and pulled her lower.

"Mmmmm" She groaned

"Yes"

"MMMMMMMMM" She moaned

I slipped deeper. Her warmth brought sweat to my brow. Her grip was perfect. Her slide was slippery. Mercedes worked her hips on me in that tight space. With each undulating hip swivel I'd forgotten the long talk, the longer drive and the issues. She still had the power. I was still there for the ride.

Mercedes always relished my stamina and took advantage of it. This night was no different. She rode me with ease. Then with anger. Then pumped and fucked me like this was the last fuck on this Earth. When the air got humid, the windows fogged like in the movies. Mercedes stripped off her shirt.

"Fuck this." She growled. "I need to be comfortable."

She hopped back into the driver's seat...of the car...

She unhooked her skirt then pulled and tussled until it was off.

"You know if someone comes...."

"I'll be driving an escape car butt ass naked." She climbed back over the gear shift.

This time her back was to me. She reached back, grabbed my engorged dick and parted her pussy lips with it. Her back arched as she held still in crouched position and lowered herself on me reverse cowgirl. I cupped her firm D cups with both hands. Her hard nipples poked at my palms as she bounced on my throbbing tool. The air became stagnant. I was sweating through my shirt.

I had one hand on her hip, keeping her from bouncing up and knocking her head on the ceiling. The other hand found the window control and lowered at first too much. Then back up a crack so fresh air wafted inside.

As if on cue, her moans grew louder. She squealed through her first major orgasm cursing and squealing. I looked side to side becoming immediately aware of our position. This could be bad. This could be extremely bad.

"Get on top."

"Wha?"

Mercedes slid back across the gearshift to her seat. I arched upward turning around. My bare ass pressed against the condensation on the front window just as a loud roar and bright lights approached from nowhere.

churgchurgchurgchurg

The passing train shocked me into paralysis. Our car was parked adjacent to train tracks.

Mercedes climbed beneath me. Grabbed my dick and pulled me on top of her.

"They can't see shit. The trains are too fast. Fuck me. Gimme this dick."

I filled her to the hilt. I gave her the type of front seat car dick she didn't think possible I was too good for my own good. her voice rose. Her moans echoed off the brick wall of the service station. She didn't care. I didn't either. Her hands palmed the globes of my ass and pumped me harder.

churgchurgchurgchurg

The lights flashed by the steamed windows. The sound filled our ears. The car rocked with the wind caused by the train.

"FUCK YES!" She screamed hiding her passion beneath the sound of the 12:37am train to wherever the hell.

My rhythm matched the train's. Her lower squeeze throbbed and pulsated against me. Our mouths collided and sucked on each other. She moaned in my mouth as her tight grip milked for more. The moment welled inside me. She grabbed him and stroked harder allowing the first few spurts to explode across her plump breasts. The remaining oozed across her brown belly.

Mercedes sighed a post-coital relaxing breath. She reached between the seats, grabbed a few kleenex and wiped the semen from her tits then scooped up what was on her belly. She shoved the tissue through the crack in the window.

"Lay with me." She smiled.

I laid on top of her lightly as our hearts thumped against each other and our breathing synced. Soon the train came again.

churgchurgchurgchurg

More powerless people in the passenger seat going for a ride. None of them enjoying theirs as much as me.


They call me The Fury...SHOTGUN! There! I called it! Now jump in the driver's seat

Beasts in the Bathroom

I waited in the open air garden sipping wine from a plastic cup. The temperature was probably ninety-three degrees with a humidity well into the nineties as well, which meant that bugs were nibbling on me for dinner. Open air gardens and sweet wine mix not well, but I was a grownup now and this is what grownups did, right? I'd already ordered Pree's plastic cup of wine. The scent of it surely attracted more gnats and no-seeums that nibbled at my hands.

Fucking Open air gardens. This grownup shit was for the birds....and bugs.

Pree and I had flirted in the past. I'd sucked her sexy brown responsive nipples in a park one Summer break before stroking her tight kitty with a finger. Months later, she sucked my dick one Fall break in that same park as I watched the streets for passerby. Still we were just friends. This time we were real working grownups meeting to talk about new jobs and responsibilities. Way deep within that invitation there was a understanding that we had the habit of losing ourselves in public places. This was as public as they got, it would ward off the play. If the bustling crowd didn't do it, then surely those fucking bugs would.

At least they would try...

Pree had told me just two days before she had a rather vivid dream about me, a dream that aroused her so much that she ran juices down her soft brown thighs in her sleep. The next day, with thoughts of my manhood on her mind, she fingered herself in her office, tasted her salty/sweet juices then reported on the flavors to me in what began as a very professional email. That night I went home and warded off the lust by pleasing myself while watching a rather dirty porn that featured two slutty White chicks and a filthy Latina. Then I took the edge off again that morning in the shower. I didn't want to be a horny wild man in her presence. We were meeting as old friends over (cups of) wine like grown ups were suppose to do.

I turned to the doorway just as she sauntered in, her plentiful hips swayed. She smiled a sexy smile, her pretty brown face lit up the garden. I stood gave her a friendly hug then watched as her plump round ass brushed against me to take her seat.

"Do you want to stay up here? It's kind of..."

"Hot as shit?" She finished my sentence.

"Yeah and there are bugs..."

"Fuck that!" Pree picked her bag back up. "Let's see what's happening in the main area."

The air conditioned main area had a totally different (bug-free) vibe. We sat in a corner booth which featured large dark drapes. All of a sudden, we weren't so public anymore.

Our conversation was innocent. We talked about work, recent issues in the current events and how music was starting to suck. Deep down beneath the surface the wine was working magic. I went to the bar and ordered two more. This time they were served in very adult wine glasses.

Much better.

Pree swigged her wine with a new dirty haze billowing through her eyes. I was on my best behavior. I was warding off the demons that occupy both shoulders and create the man that you read here on this blog. Her slender hand rubbed against my lower thigh then slightly higher to my dick. I was being good. He wasn't stiff. Her touch warned me. I wouldn't get hard. She was being playful, this is what grown ups do. We sipped wine and talked about more innocence. Her hand surprised me again. I didn't like that she had once again gotten a handful of soft dick.

"Want to hear something funny? Hilarious actually?" Her lips raised into a snarl.

"Sure." The wine had begun to give me my own horny haze.

I watched how her plump tits pressed against her bra, which pressed harder against her thin Summer dress. She crossed her legs exposing sexy calf. My hand dipped low and caressed her soft leg from the calf to the knee. She smiled.

"I started my period today. Just recently. Like just as I used the bathroom before I left work to meet you." She chuckled. "How's that for a blower?" She shook her head.

Then she took my hand, slid it into her bra and pressed my warm fingertips against her hard nipples. My heart beat quickened. I felt a surge of blood in my jeans. Voices approached, I removed my hand just as a trio walked by looking for a booth. I begged the gods, period or not, for them not to set in the booth next to ours. They went upstairs.

Good luck with the heat and the bugs, folks...

I took her hand and placed it on the lump in my jeans. Used her hand to stroke the thickness that throbbed beneath her fingers. Her hungry tongue licked her pretty lips. She made a sound in her throat that I can only describe as ravenous. She excused herself and went to the bathroom. With a sigh, I tried to calm myself and my manhood. This would not happen today, even with a liquor haze and two horny grown ups in a grown up place.

"Grab your bag." She ordered.

I picked up my not-so-grown up work bag and followed her to the unisex bathrooms. There were about six doors, floor to ceiling, with one long mutual sink for the inhabitants. She motioned to a door as a woman came out of a stall and began washing her hands. I made a move for the door when another guy came in.

"You can take that one, sorry." I said nervously.

"No." Pree responded.

"Go ahead." I nodded.

He stumbled into the stall closing the door behind himself. I opened the end door and squeezed into the small stall. There was a lone dim yellow light high above my head. The walls were made from stacked concrete cinder blocks painted with glossy paint. I tossed my bag on top of the toilet basin. My heart thumped in my chest. What did she have in mind?

The door opened. Pree's eyes were serious. She smirked with a sly grin that had horrible deeds written all over it.

"Hi." She purred as she quickly lowered the top of her dress exposing her plump breasts. Her nipples were perking, begging for attention.

"Hello." I responded immediately lowering my head and licking each of them.

I sucked her nipples hard, but gently remembering that last time I had them in my mouth I was so excited and hungry I'd left them sore. She didn't complain about that then, nor when my sucking grew harder this time. My hands groped around her body palming her wide round ass. Pree moaned her agreement while her hands fumbled with my belt. She stepped back and watched as I unbuttoned my pants. She didn't wait for my hands to pull him out. She grabbed it. Her mouth sucked in the head. Her teeth grazed the base of the helmet. Her face was bathed in yellow light as her mouth worked a sloppy wet suck on my dick. In the whirlwind, Pree had made herself more comfortable, by sitting on top of the toilet seat. One of her hands wrapped around the stiff dick in her mouth, the other hand had slid two fingers in her black thong and stroked her clit. She groaned with dick in her mouth and her fingers on her clit. My hands reached out for the door and held it to keep my balance.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I checked to make sure the lock was fastened. It was.

"I'm in here." I grunted through clenched teeth.

To the listener I may have sounded more like a sick drunk than a man getting head in a stall.

Pree sucked hard keeping her mouth tight around the head then dippedlow. Her teeth grazed hungrily over the head and shaft as she opened wider for the contours of her meal. She was beastly. I held on for balance. Pushing her head back, I took her mouth with mine and sucked her tongue passionately. We kissed like hungry animals. My fingers slipped between our tongues, grabbed some saliva and slid between her thighs. I fumbled with her panties then erratically stroked across her kitty. I probed for her clit with nervous anxious hands. Her hands were tight around my dick stroking with might.

"I want a stroke. Can I get a stroke? Just three strokes. I want to fuck you. Please." I begged.

She nodded trying to catch her breath.

"Turn the fuck around." I panted.

She did as she was begged. Her dress went over her hips. She pulled her panties down, bent over and held the top of the toilet. I was too anxious. Too aroused. Too on fire. I aimed, poked and prodded at her plump pussy lips trying to find the entrance to the tight tunnel. She reached back, grabbed the engorged head of my dick and led me to it. I shoved the head in barely getting an inch, pulled it out, spread saliva across my hand and wet the tip with it. I prodded again grinding into her tight pussy with anxiety and passion. The first stroke wasn't eloquent. It was beast-like. I pounded her from the back. Her ass cheeks slapped together with that fleshy sound I love.

Knock Knock Knock

I gripped Pree's wide hips and fucked hard and fast like a boy. Coming to my senses, I ground deeper trying to fit every inch inside of her. She looked back to me with a devilish grin.

"Let me get on top." She ordered.

We pushed by each other in the cramped space. I sat on the toilet bowl. She raised her dress and lowered herself on me straddling the bowl with her thick thighs. Her strong hand grabbed the back of my neck and pulled as she took more inches of me. Pree took my dick like a grown bitch. She rode me hard trying to get every morsel. I still owed her at least one maybe two inches that were blocked by the material of my pants. I grabbed her ass and squeezed as she rode me with a rhythm. Her moans and purrs grew as she took me. Her hands pushed against my chest as her tight pussy clamped my member.

"Yeah motherfucker." She grunted under her breath. "Mmmm. Uggh" She gritted with clenched teeth as sweat peppered her forehead.

She rode me harder, working my dick within her. Her grown female body on my very grown excited grown man's physique.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

She stopped and smiled. She couldn't finish here. She wanted more room, more space, more dick than I could provide in a cramped bathroom. She rose up, her tight kitty released me from its bounds. My dick glistened beneath us.

"Lost my panties."

I looked down on the concrete floor and found them on my foot. I handed the wet small piece of fabric back to her. I re-buttoned my pants, taking a second to calm my thumping heart. I stepped into an empty unisex sink area, washed my hands and walked back out into the main bar. In the short time we spent in the bathroom, the place had become overrun with more grown ups drinking and enjoying the evening.

I waited patiently with my heart thumping in my chest. Pree sauntered around the corner rubbing lotion on her hands. She squirted some in my palm.

"There's some for you." She winked. "You ready to go?"

I was more ready than she could imagine, but it would have to wait until another time.

They call me The Fury and you can take me anywhere.

Step Up

I awoke to the smell of tomato sauce and garlic. I pushed my body up from the stiff futon mattress and adjusted my eyes to the woman in the small kitchen making a loud clatter as she placed the casserole dish on the stove top. The sounds of Janet Jackson's Velvet Rope album coerced her hips into a sensual shimmy. Her long stem legs were bare in her short shorts. A thin tank top was all she wore over her perky breasts.

"Hey sleepy head." Ebony smiled. "Don't get any ideas. I don't do this shit for just anyone!" She pointed to her bare feet.

"Bare foot in the kitchen." I laughed.

It was Valentine's Day and some time between lunch and football, I'd fallen asleep on her couch. I joined her in the tight kitchen pressing close against her ass as I stood behind her.

"How's that for some bullshit?" She pointed at the heart she'd designed out of mozzarella cheese on the top of the baked ziti.

"Oh that's some bullshit." I whispered in her ear as I kissed it softly.

Ebony pushed her ass back against the growing bulge in my jeans and let a whimper escape her lips. My hands traveled across her stomach, massaged her midriff then ascended under her tank top. Hard nipples welcomed my warm fingertips with a blush and led a shiver down her spine. Her hips gyrated to the music pressing hard against me as Janet sang.

We go deep
and we don't get no sleep
cuz we be up all night
until the early light

My hands cupped her breasts, pulled them from her tank top and spun her around to meet my mouth. Her back arched to meet my warm nipple kiss and pressed for more tongue. Her chocolate breasts were left slippery and moist from my mouth.

My fingertips pressed hers pulling her to the futon. I sat with my back against it as she straddled me. Her plump mouth took mine. My hands caressed her ass as her hips continued the rhythmic whirl to the music. I unbuttoned her shorts then slid them down her legs. She stood and pulled them the rest of the way off.

I found the warmest area of her thong bikinis, caressed the outside then inside them. Her wet pussy lips kissed my fingers as I circled their throbbing erect secret and asked for more.

She turned away from me, exposing her soft brown ass and walked swiftly to the bathroom. I was beyond hot and waiting for her to return was driving me insane. I decided to shorten the wait and released my hard dick from it's denim confines. I stroked him softly and watched him throb in anticipation. Ebony returned wearing a long pink robe. She looked at me sitting on the futon, hardness awaiting her.

"Mmm..yeah...come on." She walked quickly to the door without waiting for my response.

I stuffed my hard dick back in my pants and caught up behind her.

"Unlock it." She spat as she headed into the hallway.

I flipped the latch and let the door slam behind me.

Ebony walked swiftly down the hall clutching the front of her robe, but the bottom billowed behind her like a cape. Her newly adorned flip flops squeaked and flopped as she sped to the doorway halfway down the length of the hallway on her left. I pushed through the door and heard the echoes of my foot steps. We were in the stairwell.

Ebony walked to the stairs leading upward, placed one foot on the steps as if to climb them, then placed one hand on the banister. With the other hand, she threw her robe up over her back exposing her ass and her glistening lips.

"Right here." She panted.

I unzipped my pants and pulled her towards me.

SLAM!

The doors echoed levels below us. Feet descended the steps.

Ebony moaned softly between clutched teeth as I entered her warm grip.

SLAM!

The doors echoed above us. We both looked up and heard steps moving away from us.

I pumped deeply inside of her reaching her end and kept going. She gave it back to me, pushed back causing loud ass smacks.

"Yes..fuck yes Fury...mm yes Fury." She moaned with each hard thrust. The rubber souls of her shoes squeaked in the echoes.

I grunted under the pressure her pussy gripped me with then thrust harder and deeper. She pounded back against me. My hands pulled at her hips fucking her with reckless abandon.

SLAM!

The doors echoed below us. The footsteps ascended towards us.

We paused in mid stroke like a peculiar lifelike painting.

"Doesn't anyone use the fucking elevator here?" Ebony whispered.

The steps grew closer.

Just as I made to remove myself from the sticky warm trap that was Ebony's kitty, the door opened on the level below us and closed.

Ebony placed both of her hands on the steps, arched her back like a rainbow and goaded me for more. I delivered with thrusts from behind that jarred her body. I moaned with intensity. She threw a glance over her shoulder as if to say.

"Don't fucking stop."

SLAM!

More foot steps ascended from below.

Ebony stood and slowly slid me from inside her. She closed her eyes with a smile and rolled her head around in bliss.

"Let's go back inside. I need to fuck without these distractions." She smiled with her eyes still closed.

Her robe billowed behind her like a superhero as she walked back to her apartment. I locked the door behind me and removed my shirt.

Then the doorbell rang...

She looked at me. I looked back at her. She checked the peephole and laughed.

"It's Missy."

"What?"

"I forgot I invited her over for dinner."


...To Be Continued...


My name is The Fury and I take the stairs....

How to Fuck in Public or Recession Era Hook-Up Spots

Here's my guest blog that appears on Brookey's Cafe Blog today. Brooke has some hilarious, fun and sexy blogs. Check her out!



Let's be frank, the economy has got us all fucked up right now. People are losing their homes by the thousands! Where does that leave the horny folks? We gotta have a place to get down right?? Not everyone can pay for expensive hotel nights. Hell, if your place is in foreclosure, chances are you had trouble paying the damn payments on your regular place, you won't be renting out a spot! There's always the free places. Let's call them Recession era hook up spots. Yep! Out in public! This is a double pleasure for the exhibitionist type or the freak that likes danger. You just have to do it right. I'll show you how to do this, sun!

1 - Movie Theaters

Sex Type: Oral; digital manipulation

Arrest Risk: Low

A darkened theater provides just the right amount of coverage and if the movie is good enough know one is looking around. Of course if the movie is TOO good the theater is packed. Avoid a crowded theater at all costs. It'll surprise you how nosey some people are. Go see a film in its third or fourth week of release during a very odd time, Wednesday at 3PM for instance. At that time, hell you can probably have full-blown sex in the theater. If you ARE planning to have sex, of course the woman should be on top with her back to the man. This way if someone comes in late (no pun intended) or returns from the bathroom, they won't really notice. She can hop up off and pretend that she's also retaking her seat. You know, the seat without the stiff tool in it. If you've planned ahead, the woman DEFINITELY should wear a skirt or a dress. If it's two women, both should be wearing skirts or dresses...and tell me what theater you're in so I can watch because that's bound to be more intriguing than GI Joe: The Rise of Cobra. Something free flowing works best. Oral sex is pretty easy for the man to receive in a theater. Just avoid sitting in a row with other people. Try the side. Folks are always packing the center seats. All previous rules apply. Winter is easiest because the woman's head can be blocked from view with a coat or jacket. Oral sex for a woman is nearly impossible unless that theater is EMPTY, but don't risk it. If you're good at it, she'll be flailing and moaning louder than the THX sound. Digitally manipulating her clit. works best if she's wearing a dress, but I've done it in a crowded theater with the woman unzipping herself...she LOVED that movie.


2 - Hotel Lobby Bathroom

Sex Type: All

Arrest Risk: Medium

With the darkened lighting scheme of these new boutique hotels, you can barely see where the hell you're walking much less anything else. Quite often they have unisex bathrooms in the lobby as well. Just make sure there are more than two stalls. The last thing you need is some hotel guest banging on the door trying to get in. Those boutique hotels have big, surly bodyguards. Key to this fun is of course the new style ceiling to floor stall doors. Sure I've heard of people doing it in the classic "I can see your feet" stalls, but with the ceiling to floor doors there's no worry about someone putting one foot up on the toilet creating the three-legged long shitting monster in stall #3. Always try to use an end stall close to the wall! If you are accosted by security, one of you should feign sickness while the other was "helping out". Ask THEM to get a glass of water from the hotel bar for your sick friend. It'll throw them off.


3 - Lounge or Club Bathroom

Sex Type: All

Arrest Risk: Low

Very similar to the hotel bathroom, make sure the stall doors are the floor to ceiling variety of the unisex bathroom style. In this case, a crowded club really doesn't matter because the bathrooms are ALWAYS crowded in popular clubs. You do have to watch out for nosey bathroom attendants. If there is one, be as slippery as possible (no pun intended) when getting both parties into the bathroom together. One person should go into the stall first leaving the door unlocked, the other waits two minutes then joins them. With the noise of the club/lounge music, you can get almost as vocal as you want. Although the screamers (Brooke I understand this means you) should keep it to a dulled moan. This is quickie time. Don't go in thinking you're putting in work. Bathroom attendants get antsy after while. They're scared you're in there ODing on something. So get in and get out (pun intended)


4 - Dressing Room

Sex Type: All (male to female oral depends on the size of the room)

Arrest Risk: Medium to High

Damn those floor to ceiling doors are all the rage! Gotta luv em. This is one of the riskier maneuvers. You don't want to be in a store that's too crowded, has too many bored employees or lines at the dressing room. Try for an odd hour, late afternoon on a weekday or an hour before closing. The employees are too busy watching the clock and trying to get some of the store clean up done. They won't be wondering why that couple has been trying on the same pair of pants for fifteen minutes. What you'll get away with depends on the store and size of the dressing room. The Gap for instance will get you some oral and maybe some cramped doggystyle. Bloomie's (Risky) Nordstrom (riskier) will get you whatever you're daring enough to do. I personally think that's the cause for the store markups on those places. LOL Keep the noise level to a minimum, that muzak ain't covering up screams of passion (again Brooke, I understand this means you). If accosted, ask the attendee for several new sizes and a color that's impossible to find in several items.


5 - Park

Sex Type: Intercourse, oral on male, digital manipulation

Arrest Risk: High

I know several people that have done variations on this. I'm not just talking sitting in a car in a park parking lot. I'm talking in the bushes, on the park bench, out in the open sex. Find the darkest or more secluded area of the park. Central Park, Prospect Park, Fort Greene, Van Cortlandt and Baisley Park for New Yorkers is optimum, though you can get away with some handjob, digitial action in any of your neighborhood parks including Bryant. Just don't be a scum bucket and do it during daylight hours by the kiddie swings. I know people that have done it doggystyle in the dark in Central Park. Watch out for the bugs though. If the cops bust you, you're busted. They can warn you and let you go or really be dicks about the whole thing. One of you should always have an eye out for passerby. That means fellas, if she is squatting and pleasing you, there's no room for you to close your eyes, drop your head back and coast.


6 - Parking Garage

Sex Type: All

Arrest Risk: Low (unless you're in the airport...damn terrorists ruining our way of life)

Sometimes you just can't wait to take your ass home (to the telly, to ya mama's house, whatever). Shopping malls (non Holiday season), Airports, hospitals, etc. all have the type of parking facilities you want. Don't be all out in the open. Be under the overhang or on a middle level, they provide proper shadows and darkened car seats. If possible find the darkest section of the garage, but don't just have your car sitting by itself in the dark. The roving rent-a-cops will roll by and blast the monster light inside making sure the car wasn't dumped by the mob with a dead Vinnie inside. One person should keep an eye out for passerby or other drivers returning to their cars. Otherwise, it's no hold barred "Back Seat of My Jeep" style. If caught by a rent-a-cop apologize. Ladies, "mistakenly" flash a breast to the guy as you pull your bra back up and he'll be so happy he has a story to tell he'll let you go... Then get on your way before the real cops show up.

Almond's Joy

Her boots clicked against the pavement. I watched them with intent. The heels were high, at least four inches. They were patterned with color and shiny things. They gave way to her solid calves hidden by her jeans. Her jeans were tight, but tighter around her plump ass. Her shirt was see through, but her puffy breasts were hidden behind a black bra. Her long ponytail swung back and forth across her back as her broad smile broke bright white across her chocolate complexion. I'll call her Almond Joy and after quite a long time of flirting not only this night, but others and in other places, she was walking me back to her place.

"It's not too late to change your mind." I warned.

"I'm not going to change my mind." She swayed with the power of the liquor in her system.

"Nice boots."

"Thank you." She smiled, her eyes focused on mine for a brief second before they shied away.

"I think you may have to leave those on..." I growled.

"Oh really." She stopped, looked at them then continued to walk. It was obvious to some of the people that hung out with us that she wanted me, but I'm shy sometimes. I can be modest. I had gone away in the walk to her place.

The Fury had arrived.

The place was spacious. I surveyed the living room as she excused herself to the rest room. I walked to the large window in her living room, flipped the latch, opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony. The warm air caressed my face as I watched the lights of the city flicker like fireflies. The sound of cars and planes, the hollow air of empty space. I stepped back into the living room as she stepped from the bathroom. I could hear the clink of her loose belt buckle. She was ready to play.

"Lights on or off?" I asked.

"Up to you." She replied swaying like an animal on the prowl.

I flipped the lights off so I could admire the view from the window as I partook in the sweaty meal of lust. Without a pause, I pulled Almond to me by her small waist and kissed her wide mouth hard. My hands groped her ass, molded and squeezed her. We waltzed toward the small chair and ottoman dropping clothes as we moved. She sat down on the ottoman pulling her clothes off quickly. She pulled her boots off and tugged at her tight jeans.

"Make sure you put those back on." I pointed to the crumpled boots on the floor.
She smiled as if to say "you cocky motherfucker."

I moved closer to her. Her pert nipples calling me, her bare skin made me hornier by the second. My stiff dick pushed hard against my boxers as I approached her. As she zipped her boots back up, she looked up as I pulled my shirt over my head. Her hand slid into my boxers removed my throbbing manhood and put the head between her lips. She slowly worked her mouth into a rhythm and took me deeper into her mouth as if preparing herself for more. The hot slippery feel of her tongue brought groans from my throat. I watched her face as she worked me in her mouth with a horny hunger. I pulled myself from her mouth and looked down at her. She stood and walked out to the balcony.

Her ass jiggled slightly as she walked and stood against the banister looking out on the lights. Her high boots cocked her ass higher up. I prowled behind her wearing only a wifebeater and a condom. My hands parted her ass cheeks and felt the wet slit of her excitement down below. Without pretense of ease, I roughly shoved my dick deep inside her moist accommodating sex. She grunted with the first stroke, groaned with the third and by the fifth she was moaning loudly. My hands gripped her waist and watched her ass cheeks bounce against me as I fucked her from behind.

With every thrust, Almond Joy became increasingly more vocal. Her loud moans echoed on the surrounding buildings. I like a loud fuck and the echo was like surround sound. I stripped my wifebeater off and tossed it to the floor as I watched her hands grab the banister. My hands pulled her against me harder and I let go to watch in cruise control.

"What are you doing? Back that ass up. Give it to me!"

Almond Joy didn't lose a moment. She pushed back filling herself with my thick dick bouncing her ass cheeks against me with hard thrusts. Her screams echoed loudly as she came hard and continued to take more. I became acutely aware of neighbors and windows nearby even if it were late at night...and perhaps because it was so late and there were surely people being awakened by our fuckplay. I pulled out as she turned around. My mouth sucked at her hard nipples as her back leaned against the banister. She spread her legs wider to accommodate me. We decided to take it inside instead of risking someone going over the side in our excitement.

I led her to the chair and ottoman face first on all fours. She spread herself well on the chair arms, arching her ass up to greet me, the boot heels poked out toward me as I took her from behind again fucking and ass slapping. I grunted as she moaned through her next orgasm. Soon, she was standing above me as I sat on the ottoman. She lowered herself to take me again, but I needed to hear her moan a different way. I pulled her throbbing sex to my mouth as she straddled my face and rode herself into yet another wet gyrating orgasm before I pulled her up.

Tossing the table aside, I opened her couch bed, maneuvered chairs and furniture in preparation of using any and every square inch of space in her place. I'm not sure how, but I found myself laying on my back with Almond's mouth on my throbbing manhood again. She worked me well. My hands found the back of her head (something I don't normally do) and helped pump my dick deep into her mouth. She held my stomach and sucked me hard. She liked it. She was submitting to my dominance.

She liked the power of sucking me while still enjoying the power of my hand on her head. She was ravenous. I was overcome with horny. I wanted more. I slapped her ass as she sucked me, pulled her long ponytail and then pushed her to her back and sucked her clit. She was squealing in a higher pitch as she came again then begged me to stop. I didn't. I sucked her and she changed her mind and begged for more as she came again with the taste of her lust filling my mouth. Her limbs flailed as she pushed me from her clit and sat back, breathing heavily. Her chest heaved with every breath.

"Stroke that clit for me." I commanded as I stood and walked to the refrigerator saying all manner of dirty, filthy, nasty things as I retrieved a bottle of water, took a sip and sat it on the mantle. When I returned, her hips were gyrating against the bed, her hard brown nipples enticed my tongue to suck them. They bounced in my mouth, against my cold water cooled tongue.

I pulled her up from the bed and led her to the middle of the floor. Immediately she dropped to her knees and sucked on me again. Her head bobbed hungrily. I pulled away teasing her lips with the tip and backed away to the mantle.

"Come get it." I teased.

Almond wasn't one to be outdone and dramatically crawled toward me on all fours, like a hungry preying lioness. With passionate eyes, her tongue licked up my tight swollen orbs to my throbbing cock and shoved me into her mouth. Kneeling on all fours, her head rocked as she sucked me hard and gritty. I pulled myself from her slippery mouth, juicy copious amounts of saliva dripped from the head. She stayed on her knees looking up to me with a smirk. I held my manhood in my hand in front of her and slapped her across the face with it lightly. Her head barely moved. I slapped her other cheek harder pushing her face then again harder. My last slap was rough and pushed her head. She retaliated, grabbed me with her mouth and sucked me hard. I gripped the air, found the water bottle and sucked from it as she sucked me. She stood to her feet and jiggled her ass back to the bed, triumphantly .

I retrieved the gold wrappers from a nearby box, took a deep breath and laid back on the bed. She licked my now flaccid cock, taking it all in her mouth with full strokes.

"Oh you're showing off with it now, huh." I smirked. She shook her head taking it in her throat easily now that it was soft.

"Get over me." She commanded. I teased her at first but then relented as I straddled her chest and fucked her mouth with a precise rhythm. She was ravenous, hungry for more of everything. She sucked me hard and took as much as she could. My sail was at full mast now. Thicker, bigger, harder to swallow. I pushed her further gagging her, at first by mistake and then again and again as I saw how hot it made her. There was no deep throating me like this.

"Ok. "She laughed. "You made your point."

I took her from behind on her stomach. Her sweaty bubble ass elevated me high above her body. With every deep hard thrust, I fucked to the rhythm of her pants of "more" "harder" and "yes". She screamed for me not to stop as my sweaty muscles ached from acid build up, but I was a raging mad man. All of my mellow was gone. I was enraged. I fucked her hard and deep how she wanted. She involuntarily pulled herself away from the fullness of my cock.

"Stop. Running. From. My. Dick!" I grunted as I "chased" her all the way to the headboard of the couch and dove deep inside her. "Stop. Running. Stop. Running." I panted as she came. I pulled her on all fours and continued.

She needed a break. So I sat as she sipped from the water bottle. Then I spanked her round soft ass until my hand was hot and stinging. She squealed under the hard slaps and purred with the smooth caresses.

Almond Joy was up for everything I dished out. I pulled her backward and laid on my back. Without losing a step, she straddled me and fucked me hard on top. Then she turned with her back to me and rode me hard reverse cowgirl style . I pulled her hair hard like horse stirrups as she had her way with me. She was the cowgirl but I was the dominant animal beneath her being ridden. We were both beasts riding the other. Like a stallion riding a thoroughbred. My hands clashed with her ass cheeks. She came hardest riding me with my hands wrapped in her ponytail pulling her head back as I massaged her deep sweet spot.

Finally, Almond laid down and took a deep breath. Her hand stroked my chest.

"You ok?" She asked.

"Yeah." I smiled and then I heard her breathing change. She was sleeping now. The exercise, orgasms and liquor had finally taken their toll on her.

I put on my boxers and t-shirt and sipped the water as I watched her sleep nude except for the boots. Reaching down, I tugged...they weren't budging. I tried again with a slight bit more torque, but still trying not to wake her. Still nothing. Hmmm...I pivoted and shifted the heel, the top, the toe...nothing. She slept hard through it all as I damn near fell to the floor tugging at her ankle. It was a lost cause. I threw the sheet over her naked body. The boots poked out from under it.


****

"Hey...." Almond Joy smiled at me as the golden sunrise broke into the room through the sheer curtains. My eyes were blurry, tired. I was barely awake.

"Good morning. Sorry about the boots. I couldn't figure how to..." I started as she looked down and let out a loud laugh.

She reached down and unzipped them.

"Zipper! Damn! Missed that!" I said.

"It's OK." As she rose from her feet she stopped at my waist. Dipping her hand into my boxers, she unfurled my morning wood and slid it between her lips and began to suck slowly. Morning head is beyond heavenly and my moans were definitely a sign of enjoyment.

"Good morning." She said slyly knowing she had me hard and in her mouth. She tasted me a little more, stroked me with her hand then curled over to her side.

"You think you're getting away that easily?"

"It's time for me to get up."

I shrugged as I got up, took off my boxers and slid a condom on over my morning erection. She looked across the floor for her clothes.

"Where are my panties?"

"You shy now?" I said as I slid in next to her, stopping her as she attempted to rise. My tongue licked her side then poked at her nipples. My dick throbbed against the lips of her sex from behind.

She reached behind her, spreading her tight ass cheeks making space for me to make it inside of her. I slid the head of my lustfully erect manhood inside her to the sound of her sighs. We undulated slowly as I massaged deeper for her sweet spot. Her moans made notice to the fact that I had reached it.

"Mmmmhmmm you know what you wanted. You tryin to play hard to get."

"Mmmmm yeah gimme that dick, Fury."

"Come take it." I said pulling her on top of me.

Her breasts bounced as she gyrated and worked her hips. She was hungry to break the fast and I fed her with deep strokes. She began to moan and thrust harder.

"Oooh yeah you want it. You want it. Get it. Get it. Cum on my dick. Cum on my dick, Joy." I grunted. She obliged with a low moan that grew into a loud orgasm. Her lips smirked as my hands gripped her hips and continued the rhythm. "You're not done yet."

"I'm not?" She panted then turned and began riding me with her back to me again.

The sight of my throbbing dick disappearing between her plump ass cheeks and swollen kitty fed my own lust. I took the firm globes of her ass in my hands as she rode me. She pumped hard and squealed. She moaned as she ground my dick against her deep sweet spot. Without warning she sped up and came again. Her head bobbed as she came down from the mountaintop.

"I'm done, Fury." She sighed.

"Oh you're done, huh. Ok..." I said as I continued to pound and grind inside her. "Ok you're all done then." My gyrations continued. She threw her head back as I grabbed her ponytail again. "You're totally done, huh.." Her hips swiveled harder against me. She began to pant harder. She began to moan as she bounced her ass hard against my pelvis. "I don't think you're done, but if you're done, don't cum on my dick..." I commanded. She shook her head, but rode harder. I dug deeper, ground more.

"OK.." She managed a slight squeal.

"Don't cum on my dick. Don't cum on my dick....don't do it." I moaned as she gyrated harder against me. "Don't you dare cum hard on my dick..."

"No." She moaned and began to grind harder and faster, her breasts bounced as she swirled a deep massage inside of herself.

"Don't...you...do it!" I grunted as she began to moan louder and louder. "Are you doing it? Are you cumming...on my fucking...dick? Don't cum on my dick. Don't you cum. You BETTER not cum!" I spat as she screamed louder. Her body shook as she exploded. Her sex squeezed tightly against me in spasms. Her hands grabbed at my legs. She relaxed slowly as I eased my stiff manhood from her and she leaned herself against the bed.

"Thought you had to get up..."

"I did..GET..UP!" She laughed blushing slightly.

They call me The Fury, do you have some boots you want to show me...?

Touch Screen

I was sitting in the dark feeling the urge to be bad welling inside me like lava surging beneath the quiet hills of the volcano. There are times when I just get these things in my head and without warning I begin to act on them absent-mindedly. My right hand ventured over to Poetry's thick leg and massaged it softly, but I wasn't satisfied. The caress continued to the warm area between her legs and paused. I like warmth. My fingers began to massage at the seam of her pants admiring the stitches and craftsmanship. Her eyes peered over to me dreamily, her eyebrow cocked.

"Here you go starting..." They said.

My fingers moved like spiders' legs up and down on her warmth. They pushed harder against the material towards the warmth and found the plump mound hidden beneath. There was a crevice splitting that mound, I pressed the seam against the crevice just at the top of it and swirled my fingers in circles. Poetry shook her hips as she sat and took a heaving breath. Not to be denied, my fingers climbed upward to her waistband and unbuttoned one button then down went her zipper. One side ways glance and Poetry knew I was about my business. She slouched to give my hands easier access to their destination. Her shoulders hunched, her head rubbed the back of her seat.

My fingers climbed and separated the waistband of her undies from her skin emitting a warm torrent of humidity and the scent of her passion.

I flashed her a glance. She rubbed her forehead and face hiding her embarrassment. No need to be embarrassed darling.

My hand slid inside her underwear over her manicured landing strip and down to the hangar. The slick slide of her desire met my finger tips and I stroked her easy there. The warm stubbiness of my fingers slid across her engorged excited lips and parted them easily.

She slid deeper downward in her seat asking for more access.

I eased my fingers inside of her and was greeted with warm, sticky hellos. Her heavy chest heaved as she tried to force her eyes back open. I felt myself growing below. She must've sensed it; her hand reached out and grabbed a thick handful of cock. I brushed her hand away with my other hand and forced her to focus on my fingers that were now sliding a smooth circular path on her swollen clit.

Her body shifted as I stroked her button and rang up a deep sigh from her plump lips. She bit her bottom lip as my fingers sped up. I dipped lower for more of her slick sticky excitement to moisten my clit stroke. Her chest heaved up and down as I flicked across her button with ease.

I appreciate wet privates on my fingers. It feels like a sweet tight hug. Poetry was hugging with all her might. I dipped lower to feel how tight she was. Her swollen sex flexed against my fingers as she gave slow thrusts toward my fingers. She wanted more. I wanted more.

My fingers strummed easy against her clit only encumbered by the fabric of her panties. She motioned to move them lower, but I stopped her and kept strumming her wet sex in the confined space. Her mouth opened wide as she expelled a sigh. I wanted more of her pleasure. She lit the wick of my desire with her quiet pants. Her hands stole pulls against her nipples as they perked against her blouse begging for a warm kiss.

My fingers stroked against her puckering lips which kissed my fingers and left more sticky proof of her needs. The scent of her lust wafted up to my nostrils in the humidity that escaped from between her legs as my hand jumped and weaved below her waistband. I fingered her sticky little smile then touched her button with more circles. Her groans and moans of pleasure slid from her throat. A throat that new the taste and texture of the swollen member in my pants.

Poetry sucked in some air and held tight. Her hands covered her face as her bottom lip began to quiver. I needed to feel the flex, the wet, the plump explosion. Her eyes closed tightly as I stared out ahead of me as if I didn't notice. Below, my fingers pinned her throbbing clit into a juicy area between my fingers and mercilessly vibrated round and round.

back and forth

round and round

up and down

round and round

back and forth

up and down

round and round

Poetry's hand grabbed the chest of my shirt and shook seizure-like. Her other hand covered her mouth then gripped the side of her chair then back to her mouth.

My fingers worked her clit faster still as I felt her body shiver next to me. God bless her soul, she tried her best not to tear my shirt off as the orgasm exploded through her body. She gyrated and smashed her nether regions against my hand as her head slowly bobbed up and down. Her bottom lip sucked into her mouth between her teeth. It was a hearty cum, one that neither of us had expected to cause such quakes.

Curious, I slid my fingers lower and surveyed her pulsating lips and flood of spent lust that filled her panties and greeted my hand with thankful hellos. She shook her head at me then shifted to ease her body weight off of the mess she had made.

With my other hand, I shoved a handful of popcorn kernals into my mouth. I looked out into the packed movie theater crowd as everyone watched the screen.

"This is pretty good." I said to the stranger next to me. He nodded only stealing a quick glance at me as he watched the film. I wondered how many other women were in need of a good orgasm and how many others were trying to silently get there's in the capacity crowd.

They call me The Fury, I'm an attentive moviegoer.

The Dreaded Friend Zone

I hate the fucking Friend Zone. That's my word that's the worse thing ever since Paula Abdul had that cartoon cat singing in her video. "Opposites Attract" my ass, kitty. YOUR ass was going into the friend zone!!

Let me back up...

The Friend Zone is that place where a person, usually a man, finds himself when a woman that he finds attractive decides he is no longer available to get the panties. It's the place where sexual becomes platonic against the will and wish of another. All of a sudden (to them) you're a "friend".

I'm a visual person so usually when I hear "The Friend Zone" I think of those three villains in Superman 2 (Geek alert) getting trapped in that pseudo glass like thing called The Phantom Zone which was the prison for the worst criminals on Superman's home planet. They go flying off into space trapped in an abyss never to be free.

Told you it was a geek alert

Except in the movie, "General Zod", Pale-Chick and Mute Guy with Big Chin got released, headed to Earth and proceeded to make Superman's life hell.

So usually when I feel like I've been trapped in the friend zone, I imagine myself spinning away into an abyss, screaming my head off, as all wishes, thoughts and fantasies of sex get further and further away.

One more thing about that Phantom Zone shit. Was it only me or was it funny as hell that they had the baddest muthafuckas on Krypton held captive in two moving hula hoops?

The only time I've EVER been held captive by a hula hoop is when I saw Beyonce doing the hula hoop in her "Work It Out" video. Damn, why did they stop airing the original version where the camera just lingered on the exposed crack of her ass as she worked those plentiful hips!?? Shit, that was probably B's way of saying, "you even try to get this bootyliciousness and you're going into The Friend Zone!"

I digress...sorta

Men, I don't care how settled, never want to feel like they're in The Friend Zone, especially with a fine woman. That's tantamount to being called asexual, a neuter, shit you might as well be Richard Simmons. Well your friend The Fury has been an often inductee into the Friend Zone. Yeah, I know. WTF!? LOL

I can name quite a few women wherein I've seen my chances slip away, sometimes right in front of my face as they've imprisoned me into Friendom. Don't get me wrong, I'm a great friend. I've given good advice to women on what they should do about their boyfriend, beau, husband, guy they wanna fuck, etc. But it's never, EVER worse than when you're listening to someone talk about that stuff and YOU want to fuck them and thought you still had a shot.

Once I was talking to an attractive friend (yeah might as well call her that, fuck it) on the train. She was looking quite a bit of tasty. Nice little sundress, chocolate skin, her legs longer than a history lecture with the dress riding high up on her sexy thigh. I noticed she kept scratching.

"You got the cooties? Do I need to move away before your fleas and ticks get me?" I cracked.

"No. I have bug bites. I was doing it in the park."

"Doing it in the park..?"

"Yeah and I guess I got bitten. Anyway..." She shrugged and continued talking about whatever it was we were discussing before the forestry fuck distraction.

Did she just tell me she was fucking some guy in a park? Nah!

Then she went back to the forestry fuck.

"I was way too distracted. I was scared people could see me cuz we were out there."

"Yeah. I'm surprised you don't have bites, here..." I touched her calf. "Here." I touched her knee. "Here" I touched as high up on her bare thigh as I could with my finger pushing up her dress slightly.

She giggled and shook her head. I remember saying something about if it were me then she 'wouldn't have even thought about bug bites.' She laughed. Then changed the subject. I think she even asked me to not even bring it up again. But hold the fucking park ranger phone, Boo Boo...Did I just get locked into the Friend Zone?? Me thinks I did.

We continued talking with a slight bit of flirting here and there, but I remember sitting there dumbstruck. This of course, is when I start imagining how good she would've looked bent over in the park. Her long limbs rising to her firm apple butt with my firm thick cock buried deep inside her. I could almost hear her cum voice, it sounded like a mix of two sounds I'd heard before, her laugh and her grunt (at a bad smell on the train). Dammit that should've been me sucking her small but firm tits. Her nipples were a near mystery because even when she was cold, they never poked out. I guess she had the itty bitty titty complex and always wore that vicky secret bra that could contain even the angriest nipple. But I was soon back to reality...

There's no way a woman would admit to someone they were interested in fucking that they had just had sex with another guy, in a park no less. That's something you share with a friend...or worse a buddy. Don't get me started talking about buddies...

Perhaps, it was her way of saying she could be adventurous. Maybe she was auditioning me to see my reaction. Maybe she was trying to make me jealous since I had never taken that extra step... Who was I fooling? Friend Zone.

I hate the fucking friend zone. Once a very attractive woman offered me her number and said "let's be friends" To which I replied "I have a moratorium on friends, baby." She was offended, but hey, I have enough friends. I really do. And that's not to say, I can't be friendly or be a great business partner or a shoulder to cry on, advice giver, whatever. But if you're sexy as hell and you know what it is (ie. We started talking in an amorous way) don't offer me your friendship. Let's hurry up and get to the part where you're riding me on a park bench or bent over holding a tree with ME behind you. I have plenty of friends and they're either mad that I don't call them enough or they're still upset that I had sex with one of THEIR friends and they had to put up with her calling them crying like "why the fuck Fury don't want me?"

Ladies, here's my advice, if you KNOW the guy wants it and he once had a chance at getting it and now he doesn't, tell him right away then disappear. And for God's sake don't tell him while you're doing your hula hoop in a half top and low rise jeans. That's just not fair.

The name is The Fury and if I get trapped in The Phantom Zone, I'm fucking the Pasty Chick because General Zod and Mute Guy with Big Chin are just her "friends".