Cairo: Daddy Long Stroke

She opens her mouth, then wraps her lips around the head of my dick. She starts suckin’ all over it, makin’ poppin’ noises, gulpin’ in air as she sucks. I don’t pump my hips or grab her by the back of the neck like I do most chicks. I’ma let her guide my dick down in her tight throat, then when she’s relaxed, I’ll slowly start swabbin’ the back of her throat.

“Yeah, baby… suck that dick… ah, shit… that’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout.”

I’m lookin’ down at her while she’s caressin’ my balls and slurpin’ my dick. On some real shit, she could be a real dime-piece, but like wit’ e’erythin’ else affected by this muthafuckin’ recession we’re in, her ass went down in value the minute she posted her ass and titties up on BlackPlanet.

She starts to gag, then pulls back a little. She licks my dick a few more times, then stops, lookin’ up at me all teary-eyed ’n shit.

“Yo, what the fuck’s wrong wit’ you? You was on the phone talkin’ a buncha shit ’bout how you was gonna wet this dick ’n shit. Now you got the muhfucka in ya hands to do what you want wit’ it, and ya ass’s suckin’ the shit like you a muthafuckin’ stroke victim or some shit.”

“Nothing,” she replies, placin’ more kisses on my dick. “I just think I might need some help to handle all this. And I know just the person.” She jumps off the bed actin’ all excited ’n shit. “Hold up. I’ma call my girl Lydia and tell her to come right over.”

I let out a disgusted grunt. “Well, I hope she can take dick, ’cause you killin’ me, ma. Word up. And I’m really tryna be nice about it.” She flips open her cell, promises to make it up to me. Claims her girl is gonna rock this cock; serve me up proper.

I sit on the edge of the bed, leanin’ back on my forearm, playin’ wit’ my rock-hard dick. Yeah, ya ass gonna make it up to me alright. I start calculatin’ in my head: gas, travel time, wasted time, loss of gettin’ good pussy ’n head somewhere else. “Well, hurry ya ass up and get whoever you gonna get, ’cause I’m ready to nut. But in the meantime, you need to wet this dick up and suck it like you mean it.”

She walks back over to the bed, drops down to her knees, grabs my dick wit’ both hands, licks her lips, then stuffs it into her wet mouth. I roll my eyes up in my head as she strokes and sucks my dick at the same time. Finally, the bitch acts like she’s got some dick-suckin’ sense. Now this is the fuck what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Suck my dick like you want it, like you love it. Don’t suck my shit like it’s some borin’-ass job. Suck it like it’s ya favorite sport. Get on ya muthafuckin’ knees and worship this long, black dick like it’s ya muthafuckin’ idol, you dig?

I am standin’ wit’ my legs spread apart, and my hands on my hips, watchin’ her slide her lips up and down my shaft, before pullin’ my balls into her mouth one at time, making loud slurpin’ sounds. Her thick saliva lathers up my nuts. That’s right, tea bag them muhfuckas. “Yeah, baby, wet them balls up.”

She greedily keeps suckin’ ’til I bust a hot, thick nut in her mouth. She tries to swallow, but it’s more than she can handle. She gags, lettin’ my cream overflow outta her mouth. I grin when she smears most of it across her lips, then licks ’em. That’s right, you nasty bitch, lick them dick suckas. I feel myself ’bout to spit another round. This time I back up and shoot my nut in her face barely missin’ her eye, then flick the last bit of it into the air. “Aah, shit,” I grunt, slappin’ the head of my dick against her lips, then smearin’ the rest of my nut all over her face.

“Damn, you got some good nut,” she says, lickin’ her lips again. “I ain’t never sucked a nigga whose cum was as thick and sweet as yours.”

Then why the fuck you waste all my shit, bitch? I glance over at her clock again: 1:36 A.M. Shit! “And you never will, baby. Believe that. Now where’s ya peoples at?”

She gets up offa her knees. Goes over to get her phone, and calls the bitch back. There’s no answer. It figures. Bitches ain’t really ’bout it. “I don’t know where she is. She shoulda been here by now. Forget her. After sucking your dick, you got me so fucking horny. I think I’m ready to take that dick myself.” This lyin’ bitch! I roll my eyes up in my head. Just a few minutes ago the bitch was actin’ like she was scared of the shit; now she tryna play super ho talkin’ ’bout she ready to handle this dick. I laugh at her ass. “Why you laughing?”

“’Cause I wanna fuck, and I ain’t got time playin’ games wit’ you. Either you gonna let me stroke ya insides or you not. But, I ain’t beat for no bullshit. So, what’s good? We fuckin’ or not?”

She nods her head. “All night if you want. Just go slow until I can get used to it.” She climbs up on the bed, arches her back, then pulls open her ass cheeks. ’Bout muthafukin’ time! “Just don’t knock my uterus off the hinges.”

I lean down and start lickin’ the back of her pussy, dartin’ my tongue in and outta her to relax her. She wiggles her ass, lets out a soft moan. Damn, she got some sweet-tastin’ pussy. Tastes like duck sauce. I eat that shit up, gobble the back of it for a few minutes, forgettin’ ’bout the jungle of hair that’s wet and plastered ’round the back of her pussy, then straighten my body. “Now, you ready,” I say, pressin’ down on the small of her back, then pushin’ the head of my dick in. “And when I’m finished wit’ you, baby, you ain’t ever gonna wanna fuck with another lil’-dick nigga again.” She moans. And inch by inch, I slowly feed her pussy wit’ my cock ’til I have it all in. I slap her on the ass. Keep strokin’ her pussy hole, slow. Deep grind into that shit, grabbin’ her by the hips and slayin’ her. The bitch starts to stutter, then holler, and scream, and beg for me to stop one minute; then the next minute she wants me to keep fuckin’ her. I wish this confused bitch make up her mind, I think, windin’ my hips up into her.

“What’s my name?”

“Uh…uh…Alley Cat…”

I ram her deep, slappin’ her ass. She screams like she’s bein’ slaughtered. “No, bitch, what’s my muthafuckin’ name?”

“Uh… aaaaaah… ohsweetmercifulGaaaaaaaaaawd… aaaaaaaaah…”

I quicken my thrusts.

She’s clutchin’ and clawin’ at the sheets. “Uh…uh…uh… Daaaaaaady… Loooooong… Strooooooooooke,” she groans.

“I can’t hear you,” I say, slappin’ her on the ass again. I slow my rhythm, stroke her deep, then pick up speed.

“Daddy Looooooooong Strooooooooooke,” she repeats louder, tryna inch up from this dick. But, I got my hands locked on her shoulders, rapidly slammin’ my hips into her. “Aaaaah… aaaaaah… oooh… oooh…”

And for another twenty-five minutes I beat her pussy the hell up for wastin’ all my muthafuckin’ time. And when I’m ready to bust, I pull out, snatch off the condom—tossin’ it next to her, then tell her to pull open her ass cheeks, aimin’ my dick straight in the center of her ass. I rapidly slap my dick on her asshole, then stroke it. “Oh, shit…I’m cummin’, baby.” I rapidly start jerkin’, then shoot my load in her crack and on her back, smear-in’ my nut all ’round her asshole. When I’m done nuttin’, she rolls over onto her back, rubbin’ her titties, tryna catch her breath. She lies there in a daze for a minute or two, then says, “OhmyGod, you got my pussy so sore, it feels like it’s on fire. But, you fucked me soooo good.”

I smile, leanin’ over to kiss her on her cum-crusted lips. “Well, if you wanna keep gettin’ this good dick, then you gonna need to learn how to handle it. And not be wastin’ a buncha time.”