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SEX STORIES
Keisha III
I stayed in bed, in my room for the remainder of the week, and towards
the weekend, after much persuasion from my aunt, I reluctantly got up
and went to mind her store on Friday. My girl Ai called me, from the
store to tell me about a gig in her neighborhood and insisted I come. I
faked being sick but everyone knows better than try and make excuses
with her.
“tha’s wack Keisha!” she screamed right into my ear “I wanna see your
butt herre 2nite or I’mma come there and whip your ass! Ya hear! I
ain’t kiddin Keisha, besides I need you herre, there’s this busta white
herre who keeps making me wanna front. So you get your as herre when
you done. Iight?”
I smiled into the phone and said “ok.”
By 7:30, after my aunt had let me up with the usual the third degree, I
left for the gig. keisha’s neighborhood is a project neighborhood, and
it isn’t like any other ghetto, in her ghetto is where everything
happens, from rape to money laundering to teen moms to murders which
the 5-0’s don’t account for and don’t care. From 10 miles away you
could hear the beat of the music they were playing, it drowned into
your ear and each time your tummy went ‘thump’ with just the usual kind
of ache to go with it. I had gotten a ride from mike and his friends
and the roads had just enough pot-holes to give an extra ache to the
already mentioned one.
I got to the party by 9 o’ clock and from where I stood the house seemed
too decent for a project house. Somewhat like one of those picket fence
houses. It was white all through and from outside looked like a two
story building. The music was now blasting loud and clear and people
were just going past me into the house. I followed the large crowd that
was pouring into the house and ended up in a corridor that seemed to go
forever. I looked over my shoulder to see if I could find anyone I
knew…
“Keisha!” I closed my eyes tight, just the sound of the voice was an
irritation it self. “Keisha!” I opened my eyes, turned my head to the
sound of the voice and smiled
“Dwayne.” I said and he rushed me into a bear hug. Wincing he lifted me
up from the floor where he stood about 6 foot 5 and after the crushing
bear hug put me down. I felt the final crack in my spin… or what was
left of it.
“Was happening girl? Haven’t seen you in a long time. Ya know, I know I
said I’d call but ya know how it is! Especially with all the other
honeys calling me and all. didn’t think you’d mind me not calling
again. But if you want we can always get back together but I don’t
think you can…watch it foo! Can’t you see where you goin …men!…
so I was saying me n my boys we be crusing down the streets and thought
heard about the gig herre n decided to check…yo check this out…I
was at da dog on a stick gettin some grub when da lady was like tryin
to overcharge ma shih. I was like “Whaddafuh dat be fo?” all loud an
shih an den she was like “that’s the total sir” an I was like “Sir!?
Why you creppin shiznit?” So I took da fries an straight up mashed em
into da chalk board menu so it would be all greasy an hard to write on
it an shih. She got all up in ma ma bizness bout it so I was like “YO
BAYAM!” an slammed ma corndog onto da regista - den I was like “PAYOW”
an straight up knocked over the lemonade maka! Den she was all scared
an shih an ran to da back so I didn’t haves to pay fo shih! Dats some
crazy ass gangsta shih mutha fucka! 8mile representin!… ok check it
out… hey yo killa!”
“My name!”
“Get your butt over herre! U gotta meet someone! Yo check it out… dis
herre is ma man, killa.”
“sup shorty.” I smiled in acknowledgment.
“I was saying, I got this contract ya know d one I’m talking about right
Keisha?” I nodded. “ya well I’m goin to the top! Ya know what I’m
saying. My agent says I go be the next Michael Jordan. Ain’t that right
killa?” “thas right!” “So right now I’m playing … yo there’s big t.
over there. Yo big t. … just talking about you …get your ass over herre men… so I’mma be a bawla….”
And that’s just how it is with Dwayne. Just cos he’s six foot tall with
the brain of a peanut and the talent of a basketball god, he thinks
he’s the next best thing. I used to date him way back, it wasn’t
exactly dating but he liked to think we were dating so I’d rub his ego
and go along whenever his homies asked I’d say we were.
I guess once it got too far, at a party he had had too much to drink and
started making provocative advances to me. And try as I might I
couldn’t fight him off. Eventually the booze got the best of him and he
fell asleep on me. I was able to get off him during that night. The
next morning he called me to check if I was ok. He seemed to have this
preconceived idea that I had slept with him, I didn’t try and correct
him as deep inside that man body, Dwayne truly is a baby. That was his
supposed “first time”. And just like him all his friends just like
girls to rub their ego so from that time on I stayed far away from him
as possible.
Just as I thought that he was never done talking to me … “Keisha!.”
Boy was I ever glad to see Ai. “Ai” I called “come over herre.” She
came with suspicious in her eyes, as she knows me better than most
people and knows that I’m not always exactly enthusiastic about seeing
her. This was a first.
“Hey Dwayne. ‘member Ai. Ai this is Dwayne and killa…”
“sup honey.” Killa said his eyes traveling down Ai’s body.
“And big T…”
“Uh huh. Now what you want me to do Keisha? They bugging you? Huh? Cos
if they are I’ll get my girls over n get their butts kicked out.” She
said eyeing them and chewing rapidly as she talked.
“Oh no. that’s not it Ai. I just wanted you to meet friends of mine.” I
tried ever so sweetly to tell her, my smile was tearing up my face
wasn’t sending out the message to her.
“Ok anyway guys we have to go. I wanna go use the bathroom.” Ai said
jerking my hand along with her as we left. Thank you Ai!
“wus sup with you? They looked ok to me.” She said as the crowd began to
swallow us.
“Yeah. That’s cos you haven’t spent your entire life time with Dwayne.
He’s just another skeezer.” I dragged her and we got to the kitchen
where on top of the table baby, a girl of mine, was dancing on top of
the center table while a small crowd of guys hailed her on among other
girls too. She winked when she saw me and continued her tease. Her top
was completely off and her pants had been zipped open. A terrific body
that had being used over and over again, and just 18. She was
completely drunk now, meaning she probably had problems at home. And
the only way most people could deal with their problems in most
projects, was to get drunk.
We moved on to the next room which was the living room where there were
more peeps and everywhere you could see some kind of activity going on.
There were a couple of people on the floor playing strip poker. About 7
girls and lots of guys, most already were naked. The latest offender
was now on a guys’ lap grinding her hips on his while they made out,
the on lookers hailed them on, encouraging the guy to go further on
her. Somewhere in between their make out session, in the air, you could
smell other people’s sex. It was understandable. As we continued down
the hall way, in most rooms you could hear the muffled sounds of people
in their own little ecstasy world. By the tone of their sounds you’d
know that they were getting skully. In another room, some guys were
playing pool. And as we passed we felt their eyes on us.
Ai entertained me as we passed rooms by, she kept tabs on people so
wherever we went and wherever there were people she would tell me a
thing or two about them. Not surprisingly enough 90 percent of the guys
knew her well and hollered at her as we passed. Ai made her living as a
waitress in the day and at night as a strip dancer or mostly a
prostitute, to care for her son and mother. In a way I was her only
friend as I didn’t diss her as other girls do for what she did and the
reasons why she did them. Sometimes she would sound like my aunt when
she gave me girl advice. I admired her cos she was very out spoken and
apart form making friends fast wherever she went she also made too many
enemies from those friends cos most of the girls’ guys usually went to
Ai for “comfort” when they’re girls refused to.
After a while Ai’s date called her and she left and I continued my
“exploitation”. I met a few girls who I knew either in school or
through friends. Friends’ friends. I stayed a while with them and we
gossiped about artist, people, guy’s asses, and the latest “hoes” etc.
project gossip. Couples were grinding and dancing on the dance floor
and I stayed and watched, behind all the girls. Though I was in the
mood to dance I wanted an excuse to really dance so I went to the
kitchen got some booze drank two jars, felt the highness kickin’ in and
so taking my heels off, gave them to my girls to hold, and ran to the
dance floor, practically dancing alone and at the same time dancing
with the crowd. I guess I was a really good dancer or probably too bad
cos of the booze, cos most of the time people would look my way smile
and continue.
It was way past 12 and I wasn’t tired from dancing (I’d been dancing for
2 hours straight now). In that time the booze started to wear off (it
wasn’t very strong). That was when I noticed Shane coming towards me. I
continued dancing even though he was standing there. Then he pulled me
towards him, I didn’t feel like protesting as I didn’t want to spoil
the mood so I went along with him. It was cold outside on the terrace
but I rally didn’t feel like arguing but I guess he must have known I
was cold so he gave me his jacket. We sat on the porch for a while then
he said “haven’t seen you for a while.”
“Yeah.”
“I got a job interview at Chi Town. They want me to come for an
interview.” Oh wow how exciting.
“Chicago?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow! When?”
“Next week Saturday. If I get the job, I don’t think I’ll come back
here. Maybe once or twice though…”
“I wouldn’t.” I confessed. I guess that’s why I wanted to attend a
university somewhere far away from here. The ghetto wasn’t a place
anyone who came out would like to go back. It was too risky.
“yeah.” He chuckled. Before our sexual encounter i always use to tell
him about how when i got rich i would leave the ghetto. The wind blew
towards me as we talked so I tightened my hold on the jacket. “You
cold?” he asked
“Not exactly.”
“Here let me.” He said, taking my arm and tugged me towards him. I got
up from my sit and sat on him, straddling his hips. Front to front. He
started rubbing my thighs which were covered with goosebumps, as I wore
shorts and a tank top, Then pulled me to him, I rested my head on his
shoulder. “You warm?” He whispered into my ears.
“Hmmm. You?”
“Never warmer.” We giggled and continued our body heating. His hands,
which had gone round my waist was now caressing my back. I moved more
into him, encouraging him to continue. They continued their journey up
and down my spine. This time I shivered cos it was a fact he was kinda
teasing me. I must have moaned cos he said “you like?” I moaned some
more and then his hands moved slowly very slowly to my front and came
to my sex. After a few caressing and rubbing he left my thighs and
headed up to my tummy.
I decided to get him back, quickly went for his pants, zipped it open
and started my attack. He was hot, full and heavy in my hand, and i had
no intention of turning back now. I stroked the velvety smooth length
of him. Then His mouth settled over mine, it had been a long time since
I had last being kissed by him so I went for it. The kiss was so
searing, that it removed any remaining hesitation about the wisdom of
my decision to live for the moment and make love to Shane evaporated
into the electrically charged air around us.
Cool air brushed my back as he unzipped my mini dress, that was when it
registered to me that I was at a party, outside on a balcony, and
almost on the verge of being naked with Shane!!
“Shane. No stop.”
“I was wondering when you’d come back to earth.” He said grinning. Which
I didn’t find funny. Smacking him on the head, I got off him and
adjusting my dress, gave him an outrageous glare and went into the
house.
I ran for the bathroom, overcome with shame. I can’t believe I had
almost just done it with Shane! But then, I couldn’t believe I didn’t
mind if I had done it with him. With him would have been so natural and
I know he wouldn’t have tried to rush things. Like other guys, that is
if I would have sex with other guys. I guess that’s why I hadn’t
overreacted. After all it was Shane.
I got out of the bathroom in search of Ai, to tell her I was leaving, as
I didn’t feel like facing Shane again. Besides he must have done all
this on purpose. Oooo was I going to kill him if he did this to get
back at me!! With that set in my mind I headed for the kitchen as that
was where I saw her heading for the last time I saw her.
“Ai!” I cried when I saw her, she was sitting on killah’s lap and
laughing. Typical and probably at his stupid remarks. I thought when I
saw them. She waved to me and laughing some more, got up from killah’s
lap. She giggled when he slapped her ass cheeks, then came stumbling to
me. “sup girl?”
“I got’s ta go.”
“Oooo baby, what’s wrong?” she was drunk, and probably didn’t know what
she was saying. Cos as far as I know, there was nothing reflecting how
annoyingly angry I was. Both at her and shane. And even mike for not
being here to take me home.
“nothing.” I squeezed in a smile. “I just gots ta go. Look babe, you
wanna go home with me, cos you look wasted.” I commented hoping she’d
take that as a sign to not do anything stupid, if I went. Like get
knocked up. Again!
“nah. I’m fine.” She stumbled as she spoke and stepped on my toes,
leaving me in unbearable pain, as I just realized I had no shoes on!
“you sure, babe?”
“uh huh”
“k, by then.” I went to killah, giving him my most seductive and
mysterious smile said “killah, will you make sure Ai gets home alright?
I wouldn’t like to leave her here with no help around, and I know I can
trust you to be a gentleman with her.” The meaning was very clear.
Don’t touch her and don’t let anyone touch her too!
“What’s in it for me?” he asked
“Your life.” I turned around to see shane behind me. Glared at him and
smiled to killah “I’ll make it up to you. You know the mags you wanted?
It’s all yours if you do this one favour.”
He hesitated a little, but after Shane’s intimidating figure came closer
to him he agreed.
“Thanks big guy.” I gave him a reassuring kiss on the cheeks, ignoring
Shane, went to look for my shoes. I turned to him. “Just because your
big, doesn’t mean you should use it to bully others, you know.” I told
him.
He grinned and came closer to me I stepped back and locked my arms
together. “You think?” He said.
I was turning away when he grabbed my wrist and with me struggling,
carried me outside. “shane! What you doing?! Put me down!” I cried
kicking my bare feet in the air.
“relax. I just wanted to get you outside and kiss you as you looked so
damn beautiful. Especially with the face you had on.” Then he lowered
his head to mine, and before I could protest, kissed me feverously and
with passion.
It built up as we continued his tongue dancing in mine, put pressure on
my lips to open up, which it did of its own accord. His tongue slipped
and started his tease. I totally didn’t want to kiss him back, but like
I said my lips has a mind of its own so does the rest of my body!
My adrenaline kicked in, and my body leaned into his and welcomed him.
Matching every kiss, we teased and played. My eyes closed and my body
rested as his hands which had been on my waist, slided up to my back
and he began rubbing up and down very slowly.
This time he broke off the kiss and drew back for breath. I opened my
eyes and looked at him. “Can you take me home?” I asked in my best
naпve-catholic-girl’s voice and even bathed my eyelashes very
seductively.
He laughed and we went to his car. During the ride home things got very
quiet in the car until I rubbed my thighs on his. He jerked his legs
away from my touch and continued driving. I looked at him quizzically.
“What up wit you?”
He looked at me. “Oh nothing. Just wondering about why you were
hysterical the last time we made love?”
I laughed out loud like it was the funniest thing anyone had ever said
to me. “we made love? You wouldn’t know how to make love if it was the
last thing you were going to do.” Which was a lie, but I didn’t really
feel like being nice to him. “and I wasn’t acting hysterical, I was
stating a fact… just with strong emotions.”
“Yeah. Emotions. More like just trying to deny the moment. You acted
like as if I’d just used you or something…”
“Please Shane, just take me home. I’m not in the mood.” I was feeling
emotionally drained and didn’t want the night to turn into a big
disappointment. He drove until he came to my house and stopped. I
opened the car door. “Keisha.”
“yeah.” I turned to look at him.
He grabbed my hands until I was practically on top of him and we began
kissing like two crazed sexed people. His hands moved everywhere on me
and I was hot all over and I explored him in turn. “You wanna come
back?” he asked in between kisses.
“Hmmm Mmmmm.” With me still on his lap, we got to his house amazingly
still in tact but with his shirt on done and the back of my dress
unzipped.
We got to his house and went straight for his bedroom, where he slipped
in a CD player into the music system and immediately U got it bad
started playing. I grinned at him, and putting my arms around his neck
kissed him deeply with enough emotions to last a life time.
My dress slowly slided to the floor and he pulled me against him to feel
his hardness. I shivered and bent into his body rubbing his back as he
kissed the hollow of my neck.
He then unclasped my satin bra. My hand trembled as i released him long
enough to tug hastily at his clothes, anxious to shed the final barrier
between us, driven by my need to feel the warmth of his skin against
mine.
Once undressed, he guided me toward the bed. Unwilling to break contact,
he pulled me down to the mattress with him. As he settled over me, I
arched into him, savoring the press of his body against mine.
He palmed my breast as if testing the weight, his callused hand gentle
as his thumb traced back and forth across the pebbled hardness of my
nipple. I closed my eyes and felt the erotic tug of my taut flesh being
surrounded by the heated warmth of his mouth, crying out at the flash
of intense heat that pooled in my belly then spread with hot warmth
through my limbs.
My senses spun and I gripped his shoulders for balance when he paid
equal attention to my other breast. Time slipped away, as did the long
lonely days since I’d last experienced anything as remotely beautiful
as Shane making love to me. Only Shane existed, and the unselfish
sharing of their bodies for the sole purpose of experiencing pure,
exquisite pleasure.
A moan erupted from somewhere deep inside me at the welcome intrusion.
He stroked me, lovingly, gently, bringing me to the brink of pleasure
with little effort. It’d been so long since I’d made love, the tension
built inside me, hard, fast. I came almost instantly in a wild, primal
rush, my back arching off the bed as I flew apart in his arms.
Clinging to him, I cried out from the pleasure, my body convulsing hotly
around his hand.
I slided my hands into his hair and guided his mouth back to mine for a
long, hard, deep kiss. With the tips of his fingers, he skimmed over my
rib cage; slowly inching his way toward where I wanted, needed him to
touch me the most.
As if he were opening a treasured gift, he gently parted my legs, then
slid his fingers through my curls, down to my hot, wet center. Open and
vulnerable, I silently offered him my trust as he slowly eased his
finger into my moist heat.
With one trust he was inside and I arched back to let him all the way
in. I closed my eyes and wrapping my legs around his began moving with
him. In a way it wasn’t exactly about Shane and me having a
relationship, I guess I’m just scared of commitment in a relationship.
Especially where Shane is concerned, if I put too much hope into this
thing we had going, somehow I knew it wouldn’t last and might even end
up with us having brutal verbal words with each other. That’s not
exactly what I wanted in a relationship, so I decided to tell right
after tonight…
Even before I opened my eyes the next morning I knew he wasn’t beside
me. Every muscle in my body cried out, stretching to its limit. After
what we had done yesterday night, I don’t think I was even in the mood
to get out of bed. My body was tensed from last night and each turn or
twist ended up in getting a small wince out of me.
He was by the window; his whole body covered the sun from view and left
the room partly dark. His form looked very outlandishinly intimidating
and fearful. His figure was still and calm and after a few minutes he
turned my way and I closed my eyes. I wasn’t looking forward to facing
him this morning as yesterday was a bit too raw and wild for a meeting
today.
Throughout the night we’d made love not once did he put up the
possibility of us slowing down. he’d pulled and suckled on my breast,
tugging and biting on it. I’d pulled on his head harder at each bite
and he in turn bit each nipple.
i hungered for him and wanted him inside me. “relax.” he said “we’re
getting there.”
After a few teasing he pushed my legs aside and settled in between me.
with a hard thrust he was inside. my legs wrapped around his hips and
our breathing entwined with the rythm our love making was making.
A few times I insisted we stop, but with each joining he would grow
rougher (not that I’m complaining!). After each climax he’d go towards
building another. And just when I thought we were done, he pulled me on
top of him, driving me to do the work. I moaned that I was too weak but
I after a few pushes I could feel that unmistakeable feeling coming
through. I fell on top of him after that and was on the verge of
falling asleep when he decided he wanted another round with me on top
again.
All that sex had giving me an inner prospective of what to expect from
Shane. I had shamelessly giving into him again and again and didn’t
mind one bit. Except for the fact that now all my muscles were sore and
I didn’t feel like facing him this morning. Not with the way I cried
wantonly throughout the night!!
“I know you’re awake.” He said settling into the bed with me.
I looked at him with an eye open, grinned and turned towards the wall.
His hands went up and down my thigh which was sticking out from the
sheets.
“I look horrible.” I said
“Doesn’t everyone when they get out of bed? Besides you weren’t
expecting to have your whole self intact this morning, not after last
night.” He said then drew me in for a kiss.
I struggled to get out of bed and untangling myself from the sheets,
went to the mirror. My whole hair was in disarray and my face looked
like a scarlet slut! “Shane! I look like a hooker!”
He laughed and stood up and went to me. “If you’d just kept still last
night, you won’t have been like this, this morning.”
“Easy for you to say, you weren’t the one with a load of 240 pounds on
you body!” I said then turned to look at him “anyway I’ve to go. My
aunt would want me to help her in the store.” I kissed him, then headed
for the bathroom. My body was truly soaked by the time he got in. “hey!
Do I know you.” I cried.
“Not as much as I want you to.” He answered. I giggled and splashed
water on him. We played a while in the bathroom then went to serious
business. He pulled me up against the wall, and with my legs wrapped
around him, bracing myself against it. With one slow thrust he was
inside, and it felt just right and permanent with him inside me.
The whole day was spent either making love or eating and then making
love. We went from the kitchen to the parlour to his bedroom and back
to the storage room. Before we’d start our lovemaking, he’d take my
pussy in his mouth and start flicking round it. teasing me and amking
my head spin.
i screamed at him to fuck me with his dick. which after a while he did.
he was the best lover i’d eva had (though he’s the only lover i’ve eva
had). i knew i couldn’t jsut let this thing go. at the back of my head
i knew we were made for each other!
Just after mid day, I’d called my aunt to tell her where I was and shane
assured her that he’d bring me back, he brought up the subject, the one
I’d been dreading for hours now.
“what’s gonna happen between us now?” he asked in between kisses.
“nothing has to happen.” I said. Me and my realistic nature, I wondered
why I couldn’t live for the moment. But then again this is shane I’m
talking about. He looked at me intensely. “I know you’re scared. We can
take this slow if you want.”
“When you go…”
“You can come to, you know. Apply for a school there or something.” He
butted in quick.
“what about my aunt?” I wasn’t ready to give in.
“she wouldn’t mind, I know she’s been wanting to get you out of the PJ’s
for a while. This would be a good enough excuse…” The clamness was
undeniable inevitable. I was going…
it’s dedicated to all my fans who wrote to me, encouraging me to bring
out keisha III. so i just wanna say “one love.”
