Wake up, stay awake. Damn I donāt believe this shit. I knew I should have kept my black ass home tonight but no, I had to go out on a run and now Iām dyin in this piece of shit field. Damn how long have I been here, it feels like hours. Iām cold as hell, aināt it still June. Damn I had shit to do tomorrow. I was gonna get up with my boys and chill then later on that night make up with my gurl at a candle light dinner. Shit was gonna be right, especially since we aināt make love in a month. Damn I miss her, a thick ass red bone looking like Ky Toi Johnson, just a little thinner. I miss the way her lips taste. I can still remember the first time I was with her. I was too punked out to try to speak, besides she was my wanna be ganstas lady. Punk ass wanna be didnāt even know how to treat her, thatā shit still pisses me off now. Puttin his hands to her and in public, I had to check him, especially through that damn car window, busted his shit for real, his face and car window. That shit was mad funny and made me feel good. I was raised by all women so I could just watch that shit. Punk ass Justin Smith aka Pretty J, not after that night. Damn it hurt to much to laugh, shit it hurts to breathe. Damn Riot find me nigga, my shit is leakin out on the real. Calm down, he aināt comin I know, I can feel it. I feel nothing, not even my fingers, just my thought. Damn God, where you at, Jesus send somebodyā¦ā¦ Oh I see, did too much to walk through huh, fuck it fine, come get me you bitch ass wanna be fake gansta. Damn am I scaried, I am. Of Satan and Hell, naw. Itās my Lady, my Lady Taz, my wild child, Iām missin her and her touch, her love. Suck that shit up. Huh Riot, naw just some stray cat. Fuck it. Fine, Iāmma be a man I aināt gonna beg, just say thank you, thank you for my moms death, my fatherās exit when I was 5, thanks for the hood, thanks for takin my boy Fred, Iām sorry man, we aināt finna chill with Pac and Bigg son. But most of all, thank you for My love, that you for Reen, and please take care of her. Iight, Iām cool now, Iāmma enjoy my last minutes on earth thinking of her. Iām getting sleepy anyways, naw naw, damn it wake up. Huh, whatās that smell, Reen. Thatās her scent, like she just came out the show. I see her, Baby I hear you. āSSSSHHhhhhhh, Just kick back and let me take care of you.ā āIight baby.ā Damn it feel so good to have her in my arms. She feels like she was meant to be in my arms and only mines, like god molded her just for me. Sheās wet but warm, hot from the shower. I can smell the soap and her scent in one. I smell something else , her juices, she wet. I slide my hand down her back and place my leg between her. She grinds on it and our eyes meet. I try my best to swallow her lips and she does mines. Damn where am I , are you with me or am I alone. Fuck I donāt care Iām with you. We kiss passionately for at least 5 minutes until we part to breathe and she moves me closer to the shower and I undress as fast as I can. I doesnāt fell like were walkin only glidin, slow and effortlessly. The stream in the room and thick but I havenāt taken my eyes off her soft, tight ass. Swayin from left to right Iām hypnotized. Now Iām naked and waitin to hold her . She turns presses her body to mines and turns me around and shoves me into the shower with a giggle. She enters and closes it behind us. Our lips make contact again as she claws my chest and I massage her ass and tits at once. Slowly her hand moves farther south until my dick is in her soft eager hand and she begins to work me slowly in a teasin fashion, enough to get me hot but not enough to make me fire. She bites me bottom lip and slowly got down. Kissin my neck and my man titties like she callāem until she has me where I want her to have me. She knows I donāt like head but se still tries to make me enjoy it and I never stop her attempt. She work her mouth, tongue, lips, and throat in ways I canāt explain but I get lost in every time. But this time she out does herself and I fire atleast twice as she continues without missin a beat and Iām in heaven. Then she comes back up to me and kisses me deeply, it may sound nasty but I never get offended by it when she does that. I decide to return the favor and I move as slow if not slower trying to build the excitement and extacy in her body tryin to make her explode in orgasmic sensations all over, and as I suck on her pearl and finger fuck her, intensely, thatās just my goal. To make explode in ecstasy with such intensity that it rivals a nuclear bomb. I get lost in my meal, my feast, my dessert. Forgettin about time I work her like I was possessed by Lust itās self. I canāt countāem, her orgasms, one after another over and over, loosin her mind in pleasure, makin her speak words and dialects I never knew existed. She finally pushes me back out the show I bang me head on the side of the toilet. Sheās crouched over giggling from her orgasms and me fallin out the shower. She walks over of me on the floor with my dick standin up like the Proud Pyramids of Egypt smile with the look in her eyes that got her the nick name Wild Child. She walks around to my face and sits on me and swallows my dick. We lay there face fuckin each other until she grabs my balls and declares in the most erotic voice āI canāt wait any longer!ā and we move to the bed. I lay her down and she grabs my dick and engulfs me into like a plug to a socket which send electricity through us together. She rolls us over and she goes to work as I squeeze and tweak her tits and nipple, and fondle her clit. We move in harmony like music, never loosin the beat. Movin form position to position. Tryin to merge, become one. A man and woman in both love and lust together equally. Cummin over and over, orgasms and hours gone, lost in our desire. Finally as Iām behind her holdin her clit and nipple, rubbināem softly between my thumb and index finger, she screams, shutters, and shake and collapses with me on top of her. I myself repeat in the shivers of passion past. She moves into my arms and stares in to my eyes. She says she loves me and I repeat with all my heart and soul. She begins to cry and a sparkle catches my eye. I reach to wipe the tear away and she disappears and Iām back in the field staring at the stars reaching forāem. Was it real or an hallucination???? Damn Iām too tired to wonder, to tire to think, to tired. Is that star callin meā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦.. Iām comin.
āQwan!! Huh?ā āReen, you iight gurl?ā āYeah, Iām cool. I just had a dream me and Tuqwan was together, lovin each other, we said we loved each other and I had to let him go, like something took him. I hope heās fine.ā āGurl please, that Negro aināt doin nuffin, he aināt got shit without you, go back to sleep, me and Timothy tryin to get or fuck on.ā āIIght gurl.ā āGoodnight Reen.ā āGoodnight Shamika., Goodnight Qwan Baby, I love you.ā
