I listened to the sound of a blue nosed pit bull sing like an American idol reject who holds their hand to their ear to better their pitch. It was another long hot summer day and i was waiting for E to get home from work, Elijah her son was off to ohio to spend the summer with his father so that meant i was home alone with "Drama" Elijahs small but big headed dog.As i sat down at the computer desk to check my myspace i heard the sweet sounds of Jazmine Sullivan blasting on HOT 97 from the radio in the kitchen. Glad that i turned the radio on to drown out Drama's annoying screams i ran to the radio and raised the volume up even more.
"Damn this chick sounds like lauren hill..."
As i thought to myself i realized before i got up from the computer i had a new message on myspace so i rushed back to check it. It was from Tony ; a guy i met through one of E's friends Kayla. Although i was skeptical about meeting potential "hook ups" through other people i gave in and thought to myself it couldn't hurt to try.
The message read "hey im Kayla's friend do you have aim?"
I had simply responded back to him saying yes and releasing my aol instant messenger screen name to him with no expectations of him hitting me up.
Minutes turned to hours and the radio was still blasting, this time it was the sweet melodies of Lauryn Hill and the Fugees "Ready or Not" joint. I walked into the room and started getting undressed to take a relaxing cool shower as i turned on the shower i mocked lauryn,
"...Voodoo, I could do what you do, EASY! Believe me, frontin' niggaz gives me heebie-geebies!"
I finished my calming shower then i put on my favorite freshly washed basketball shorts i checked my phone for any messages, then hopped back onto the computer.
"NEW MESSAGE"
As clear as the headlines in the New York Times, i clicked the link highlighted in red and read another message from Tony with the subject title as "Whats Good?" I clicked and giggled a bit only because that reminded me of how corny guys can be. Not a "Hey" or "How are you?" but a played out "Whats Good?" I opened it up and forgot i gave him my aim screen name to hit me up, his message read...
"Yo i mean i know we don't know eachother but since you wasn't on ya aim or wuteva imma just introduce myself...im Tony Kayla friend, and you seem like koo ppls Kayla been tellin me alot about you maybe we could chill...what you doin today?"
As i finished reading this i thought to myself what the hell could Kayla tell him about me when she aint know shit about me? She was my cousin E's friend let alone an associate of mines...but i was curious to know what she had to say to him about me, by the looks of this message i only thought it had to be good enough to get him wondering if those things were true.
I responded with a shorter message and used only numbers followed by 2 words "text me."
Soon after my phone began to vibrate and sing "damn she got that good thang she my little hood thang ask around they know us, cuz thats my bust it bayba..."
before the song could finish i picked up the phone and said "hello?"
"Hey, how you doin?"
not recognizing the number or the deep chocolate melting voice i responded
"Im fine, but who is this?"
"This Tony, Kayla friend..."
I swear i told this fool to text me...
"Oh hey how you? So you wanted to chill today?"
"Yeah, umm can i ask you something? If you down to chill, like for reals then we could chill at my crib..."
Normally i'd pass but it was summer time and for some reason the hot sun mixed with the right songs got me in the mood to do anything...plus i was feenin for some GOOD sex it had been a minute since i got ANY...
We didn't get into deep conversation, we agreed on a time and a place where we could meet up at. As the time started to pass i realized i was ready to be out, dressed and everything to meet up with this Tony person.
We met up at one of the main parks in town, walked and talked and to my suprise Tony wasn't all that bad. He worked, actually had a highschool diploma and was working on a degree in Law. His eyes pierced right through me and made me warm inside so i avoided any direct stares, it was almost as if his hypnotizing, sensual, sweet eyes were trying to tell me something.
It started to get dark and we begin to head to his house, in the backyard a chair swing hung from an old tree, we both sat down. Unexpectedly Tony pulls out a blunt and sparks it up ; weed was almost better then sex to me...every pull would get me reaching another enhanced level of ecstasy that i couldn't ever imagine sober. I took one hit and SEX started racing through my body, time stood still but all i saw at that moment was Tony with his big mysterious eyes locked on mines.
In the blink of an eye i was on a King Size bed that was dressed with a silky soft bed spread...Tony's 6 foot silhouette stood over me and the bed making his shadow appear even larger than he was. My phone had died in the park and i was supposed to call E back to check in before i left the house but i was in a rush to meet up with this Mystery Man.
"Aint you hot with all them clothes on?"
With his body hovering over mines, he peered down at me. My legs dangling hardly reaching the floor...all i could do was nod my head in acceptance as he pealed off the shirt from my warm body. He guided me placing one hand behind my back like a baby being laid down to sleep on a bed. He treated me as if i were as fragile as glass, handling me with care. His eyes gazing into mines, lips tingling i reached my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me then he whispered into my ear
"just lay back and relax, i'll take care of you..."
With pleasure written all over his devilish grin he began to lick his succulent lips and started to shower me with kisses from my neck slowly down to my chest ; turning my nipples into gifts that needed his tongue to wrap a sweet feeling around them. As Tony began going lower and lower before he began nibbling around my naval i felt the heaviness of his dick throbbing through his jeans.
My eyes began to roll back because he ripped off my pants and made himself a meal out of me, his tongue made my mind bust mental and emotional nuts one after the other with enough ammo to fill an over sized twinky.
Tony was a very handsome mixed bread ; Puerto Rican and Italian, standing at 6 feet even, caramel skin, a freshly cut line up and hazel eyes you couldn't help but to get lost in...not only was i getting lost but i didn't want to be found.
Tony picked me up in his arms and the penetration could only get deeper, holding me in the air he began with heavy strong thrusts but at the same time gentle and experienced, he began pitching kisses to me in hopes that i would catch them at the right instant with my mouth as a catchers mit....
Neither of us could hear the knocking on the door, because Keith Sweat's "No Body" was blasted with the volume at full capacity on repeat.
He moved me from the air to the edge of the bed, as my back touch the silk that looked as if it were swimming on the beds surface i could feel his orgasmic strokes become stronger from the stability we just created. I listened while floating into bliss as he caught every beat that the song sang. I could literally feel the vibrations of Keith Sweat's deep baritone voice as he sang...
"And who could do you all nigh..." but before the word "night" could be heard in its entirety the door swung open...
2 be continued...
