Going Down (5 page)

“Back in ’69, the year she did me wrong. I kinda miss his ‘Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her’ routine, too.”

“See, you miss it, too.”

“Yeah, your family is my family.” I lost both my parents to cancer. My father died when I was sixteen and my mother eight years ago. After my mother died, I gravitated toward Angelique’s family. Growing up, we never had a big family Christmas like Angelique’s family does. My mother was an only child and my father’s brothers were spread out all over the country. They only got together once or twice when I was very young. Me and my sister called each other for Christmas, but neither of us were that big on the whole thing, either. Maybe this year I would invite her to spend Christmas with Angelique’s family. “I’m glad you changed your mind.”

“Yeah, me, too. It’s time me and Connie made peace, anyway. So, I thought we’d get there Christmas Eve, and I’d stay there until New Year’s Eve. You don’t have to stay; you can go back after Christmas. I know you’d be bored there.”

But it would keep me out of trouble,
I thought.

“But I would come back and we could spend New Year’s together. That sound good to you?”

“Sounds like a real plan to me.”

By the time I opened my eyes and looked over at the clock, it was after three in the afternoon. The sun was already coming up by the time I got here with Ebony, one of the dancers we had at the poker game the night before. She didn’t have a ride because the dancer she came with left with Jack. I told her if she didn’t mind waiting I would take her home. On the way, she said she was hungry and I offered to cook her breakfast; and to my surprise, she accepted my invitation.

When we got here, I made breakfast for us. While we ate, she told me that last night was her first, and probably last, night as a stripper. She thought that it would be an easy way for her to make money. “Which it was. But that just ain’t me. I mean, most of your friends were nice, but there were a few that I practically had to fight off. And one that I did have to wrestle with. He was waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom. He dragged me back in there and tried to rape me,” Ebony told me.

“How you get away from him?”

“I kicked him in the nuts and ran out of there.”

“Which one was it?”

“I don’t know his name, of course, but he was the one wearing the Hawks throwback.”

“I know who you’re talking about. I don’t know him either. He came with Donald,” I told her, and made a mental note to tell Donald that his boy wasn’t welcome. The last thing we needed was somebody getting raped at one of our games.

After breakfast, Ebony washed the few dishes we used. “It’s the least I could do, the food was so good.” Then she followed me up the stairs to the bedroom.

Once she was naked, Ebony laid down in bed next to me. She spread her legs and I fingered her clit and felt it getting harder. Ebony moaned her approval. She reached out to me and slowly began to massage my dick with one hand, while fondling my balls with the other.

The feeling of her hands led to the sensation of her lips against my chest. Ebony glided her hands across my skin and back to my now throbbing dick. I laid on my back and watched as Ebony took me into her mouth, sliding her tongue up and down my dick.

I reached out for Ebony and gently moved her body so I could taste her. I ran my tongue along her pussy lips, and proceeded to lick and suck her clit. She moaned her pleasure, while continuing to slide her tongue up and down my dick.

Once again, Ebony lowered her head and took me into her mouth. My back arched. The movement of my tongue increased to a pace that coincided with her sucking my dick. Her body shook. “Chris, I don’t want to cum yet.”

I put on a condemn and Ebony got on top of me. She took my dick into the wetness between her thighs. We moved in unison. Each movement was agonizingly slow and deliberate; and heightened the pleasure we were giving each other. Ebony rolled off me and I watched her crawl away and turn around on the bed, she was so fucking fine. I moved closer to her, ran my hands along her back, and squeezed her fat ass.

Ebony spread her legs and I fingered her clit and played with her lips. Then I got up on my knees and entered her from behind. I rode that ass very slowly. Ebony began grinding her hips into me and using her muscles until I could feel my dick begin to expand inside her, then she’d stop. Ebony took me into her mouth and sucked me a few times before returning my dick to her wet pussy. She did this repeatedly until I felt like I was about to cum. I pushed her away, stood up and backed away from the bed. Ebony laughed at me. “You’re not afraid of me, are you, Chris?” she said, looking over her shoulder.

I took a deep breath and looked at Ebony’s fat ass and glistening pussy. “I ain’t scared of shit, but the things you doing to me with that pussy are dangerous.”

“You want me to stop?” Ebony said smiling.

“No,” I said quickly. “Hell no!”

 
I stepped up and grabbed Ebony by her hips and entered her slowly. Ebony began winding her hips. I let go of her hips and allowed Ebony to move that fat ass freely. She began to buck harder and harder, and I leaned forward and fingered her clit while she pounded that ass furiously, until her body started to tremble.

Ebony tried to move and change positions, but I wouldn’t let her go. Ebony screamed, “FUCK ME!” I did what she asked until we both collapsed from exhaustion.

Ebony smiled and touched his face, and I spread her legs. I slid two fingers inside her and ran my tongue all over body. I kissed her inner thighs, and then sucked her dripping wet pussy. Ebony grabbed my head and I sucked her lips gently. I glided my tongue slowly along her lips. First one side and then the other, while I made circles around her clit with my finger.

“Oooh, that feels so good,” Ebony moaned.

I very gently slid two fingers inside of her again, moving them in and out slowly, then in small circles around her clit. The circles became smaller and smaller. “You’re going to make me cum. Suck my pussy, baby!” Ebony moaned and rocked her hips, and as the circles got tighter, her clit got harder; her moans got louder. “What are you doing to me?”

“Same shit you were doing to me,” I answered. Her stomach muscles tightened; her thighs pressed together as she arched her back and screamed in ecstasy.

That was this morning, now I looked next to me and Ebony was still asleep. I guess my moving around in the bed woke her up. “Hey,” she said and yawned.

“I didn’t mean to wake you. You look so beautiful when you’re sleeping.”

“Thank you. Flattery will only get you fucked again,” Ebony said, and felt around under the cover until she found my dick. She stroked it until it got hard.

I smiled and pulled her on top of me. Ebony eased my dick inside her, and I placed my hands on her ass. I spread her checks and slowly moved her up and down, inching deeper and deeper inside her. The deeper I got, the wetter she got. Soon, she was sliding up and down my dick effortlessly. Ebony squeezed her nipples, and then her hands dropped to my chest. I didn’t move at first, very content to let her work at her own pace. Ebony’s pace was slow and steady; there was a true rhythm to her movement—almost musical. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of wetness of her pussy. The wetness and warmth of her excited me.

Ebony’s hips shook, then she sat up and placed her feet on the bed. I stared into her eyes while she moved up and down effortlessly. “I like how you feel inside me,” she said and ran her fingers through her hair. “You fill me up!”

Her words excited me and I arched my back and pushed myself as deep and as hard into her, as I could. The force of my thrusts knocked Ebony forward. She fell on my chest, but she didn’t stop moving. I kissed her until she grabbed the back of my head and forced a nipple into my mouth. I licked and sucked her nipple and continued to push my dick inside her juicy pussy, with everything he had. Ebony’s head drifted back, her eyes opened wide, and she screamed, “
AAAAHH
!”

I took Ebony home after that, and we both promised that this wouldn’t just be a one-night stand. On the way to her apartment, she asked me to tell her a little about myself.

“I’m what I like to call a ‘self-made entrepreneur.’ After I graduated high school, I moved to Atlanta from Miami.”

“I’ve never been to Miami. I heard it’s real nice down there.”

“It’s a great place to visit, but I couldn’t wait to get away from there.” Armed with nothing but ambition and a burning desire to succeed, I began to hustle. “I had two criteria’s for working a job: first, that it provided the opportunity to make money;, second, that I would learn something from the experience.”

“That’s important.”

“Naturally, real life sometimes forced me to compromise on that criterion. But I would work anywhere. Which is how he met Tavarus.”

“He was the one in the black last night, right?”

“That’s right.”

“He was nice.”

“Yeah, Tee’s a good dude.”

I took a job working in the computer room at the accounting firm where Tavarus works. I stayed long enough to complete the training as a network technician. The walls of my office are filled with all types of licenses and certificates from training that I had taken, or seminars I had attended. I met Zack when we were both insurance sales reps. I introduced him to Tavarus and an unbreakable bond was formed between the three of us. “Three years ago, I started my own business.”

“Really,” Ebony said and smiled with dollar signs in her eyes. “What kind of business?”

“I offer a variety of business, computer and financial services to my clients.”

“How’s business?”

“It’s a little slow right now, but I’m hoping that things will pick up soon.”

I guess that wasn’t the right answer, because she looked disappointed and didn’t say anything for a while. Once we got closer to her apartment, Ebony asked, “So, you got a woman?”

“Not at the moment.”

“Well, maybe we could get together again sometime? Go to the movies or whatever.”

“I plan on it,” I said as we pulled up in front of her building in the projects.

“Good. Like I said, I’d hate for this to be nothing but a one-night stand. We were good together.”

“We really were.” Ebony fucked the shit outta me.

“I know you got your own business and I’m just some stripper you took home. And you thinkin’, I ain’t gonna call some chick from the projects that I fucked the first night I met her. But, believe me, Chris, I usually don’t do stuff like that. But I like you,” Ebony said and ran her hand across my cheek. “I really liked you, and that’s the only reason I did it. You see I ain’t ask you for no money or nothing like that.”

“I noticed. But if you did, I was cool with that.” And I was. I had a good night at the table the night before and was prepared to break her off some; but if she didn’t want any money, I wasn’t about to offer her any. Besides, Ebony made a killing dancing at the game.

“Naw, Chris. See, I ain’t even like that.”

“That’s good to know.”

“So, you wanna come in for a while?”

“Round three?”

“You know it.”

I put the car in park and followed Ebony inside to fuck her again. How could I say no? I didn’t have shit else to do and the pussy was all that.

When we got inside, Ebony suggested that we take a shower together. “I’m right behind you.”

Inside the shower, her lips touched mine. At first, she nibbled softly; then she got a little rough with it. Tugging on my bottom lip and holding it between hers. I grabbed her titties and squeezed them, then eased it up a little and took her nipple into my mouth. “You got my juices flowing already.”