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Authors: Girly G.

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I repeated the action then pushed Lauren into the back seat and drove off. It was time to handle business. This was the moment I was waiting for. I drove them to the outskirts of Atlanta with no music playing on the whole ride. I went deep into the woods where the nearest business or house was more than twenty miles away. No Police, no Fire Station, no screams would be heard. I parked the car directly in front of a big tree and shined the high beams. I got my bag out of the car then grabbed from it the rope and tied them both on opposite sides of the tree. I then had them secured and was ready to start the fun. I woke them up to an all too familiar face.

 

They adjusted their eyes and realized they were trapped up against the tree in the middle of nowhere. Quita started screaming “Help us somebody help us please.” Lauren saved her strength to try break free. Eventually they both realized it was no use and accepted the reality that they were trapped. With a pair of bolt cutters in hand I walked closer to them swinging it from side to side. Quita started coping plea “Let me explain we didn’t mean to do i. please just let us go we’re sorry” she said. Lauren knew it was no sense in begging. She knew they were about to die and she was going out with her pride.

 

“You hoes really thought y’all were going to get away with it huh” I said in a calm manner. With a sudden change of heart Lauren said “We didn’t mean to do it.” I kneeled down to face Lauren. “I must admit y’all had a good thing going, but now it’s time for the back pay” I said. I grabbed the bolt cutters and started to cut off each of their toes one by one. They were in such agony they screamed and screamed in what was sweet music to my ears. Then I moved to the fingers as they squirmed and squirmed fighting to keep their fingers attached. I separated them with pleasure. Then I told them both to open their mouths which were already open as they were letting out all the screams of pain.

 

I severed their tongues and said “You know what I hate more than a greedy bitch, a disloyal bitch.” I put down the bolt cutters and replaced them with some sharp pliers. I then proceeded to pull out each and every one of their thirty-two teeth. Then I started picking up the toes, fingers, and teeth and placing them into zip lock bags while they bled out to their death. I then put everything back into the car and grabbed the gas can. I poured gas all over them soaking them damn near drowning them with it. I then lit a match and tossed it on them watching the flames immediately rise up.

 

I sat there and admired my work as they screamed while burning alive. I made sure the scene was clean and untraceable back to me in any way. I then hopped into the car and drove off watching all the flames in my rearview mirror. I made a quick stop by their house and placed their remains in the freezer. I cleaned up the car disposing of the murder weapons and everything else that was inside before pulling up to the dealership lot. I left the car there unattended for him to gut, chop, re-vin, or resale whatever he planned on doing with it. I hopped in my car I had left within walking distance of where I hid waiting for Lauren and Quita and the dealership. Then I went home to take a shower before Tron arrived.

 

The girls all sat in the living room mourning when I arrived back to the living room from showing Detective Mason to the door. I told them I knew it was hard on them, but it was time to plan their memorial services. I hosted an open memorial service for whoever wanted to attend and pay their last respects. All of their booster clients, girls from the neighborhood, and some from Paradise showed up. I had their pictures up on some easels with flowers all around them. It was a very beautiful arrangement. Dana, Jenn, and Juanita all took turns saying their goodbyes with a commendable speech. I sat in the front row with my dark shades on staring at their photographs smiling on the inside.

 

During my time to speak I mentioned all the wonderful things about them down to their gutta ways and attitudes. I said they were like my daughters, my sisters, and my best friends and I was going to miss them dearly. I even dropped a fake tear. Once the service was over and everyone had made their exits. I lifted my shades and took a final glare at their pictures with a satisfied smirk formed at the edges of my mouth. “Damn! revenge is the sweetest thing next to getting money” I said and turned around leaving the funeral home. Since then Tron and I have gotten engaged, I’ve hired four new girls, and my life continued with more bucks, more sex and no one ever uncovering the truth or will they?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sexploration

 

K
elly is a successful business woman. Being petite, with short curly hair, a daring smile, small breasts and a big firm ass was not all her mother blessed her with. Her passion filled hazel eyes were the root of her beauty. A ripe peach best described her skin tone. Kelly was successful and fine as hell, yet she was surprisingly lonely. The problem wasn’t her appearance or her financial status of course. It was simply what every successful woman goes through at one point in time of their life or career. The stuck up all work no play no man can satisfy me stage. She blamed every man she ever dated for the heartbreak her first love gave her, so obviously her relationships never made it very far if anywhere at all.

 

Kelly was having a girl’s night in with her girl Traci when she realized how badly she needed to get fucked. She needed some no strings attached mind blowing hardcore sex. Traci who was also a highly achieved business woman was tall and slender, but well proportioned. She had perfectly placed freckles and glasses that complimented them. Traci brought it to Kelly’s attention that it was absolutely no harm in letting her monkey out of the cage from time to time. She told her she didn’t need to be in a relationship to have a fuck friend or simply a steamy one night stand.

 

“You need to live a little girl there’s no sense in making your pussy suffer because of a broken heart” said Traci. She had a damn good point. She was really cheating herself. Kelly was still torn apart from her high school sweetheart. He cheated on her with her sister, got her pregnant, and got married to her back in college. That shit was over five years ago she really needed to it let go and move on. That was a thing of the past.

 

Traci told her stories about her sex life and what she did to keep it that way. She was attempting to stir some juices between Kelly’s legs or spark a sexual vessel in her brain. Traci proceeded to describe one of her unplanned spontaneous sexual encounters.

 

“I was driving down the street when I pulled up to a red light. I glanced over to my left and saw this certified hustler in a candy painted charger with 28” inch rims. He was smiling at me blinding me with his grill and then the light changed. I followed behind him as we raced through the traffic on the streets. We were winking at one another and flirting at the stop lights. He pulled up into some projects and I drove my Mercedes in right behind him. I didn’t know if it was a set-up, but this game we were playing was turning me on” said Traci.

 

“He walked to the door where a lot of hoodlums were standing outside. I waited a brief second then I strutted my ass up right behind him. I bravely walked through one of the toughest most dangerous projects in the US. I glided past the group of guys and barged into the door. He was sitting at the table with guns, drugs, and money scattered everywhere. He reached for his gun and cocked it pointing it at me, then the three guys from outside dashed in with their weapons drawn. Damn I never knew it until that moment but a near death experience was the ultimate foreplay” said Traci.

 

“Bitch what the fuck you doing here?” The guys asked. “I’m here for some of him” I said pointing at the one I followed. “I walked over to him unzipped his pants and pushed him down into one of the four chairs around the table. I stripped down to my birthday suit, dropped down to my knees, and grabbed his dick. I introduced it to my mouth while his friends watched on. They all took a seat in the remaining chairs around the table while he guided my head up and down on his dick. He picked me up and threw me across the table with the guns, drugs, and money surrounding us. He jabbed his penis into my princess giving me that thug passion” said Traci.

 

“The atmosphere alone was driving me wild. All his dudes sitting at the table watching him fuck the shit out of me. I got my orgasm first. I wasn’t about to let him get his without me getting mine. Once he came he pulled out and his sperm flew all around the table. The others guys tried ducking and dodging it. They didn’t have to ask me to fuck because I had planned on getting me some more. I played musical chairs with them going from chair to chair around the table giving them all a piece of this pussy. After the sex was over and my princess was tired I dressed myself and left the scene. Now I’m good when I roll through the hood” said Traci.

 

Kelly was in shock. She couldn’t believe Traci was so open and bold to walk into a situation like that without knowing what the outcome could become. Even though Kelli was so naïve, gullible, and opposite she was fascinated with Traci’s spicy sex life. Traci gave Kelli a copy of “Zane’s Sex Chronicles” and “Tri-sexual.” Traci told her to use it as inspiration or motivation to help her unleash her wild side. From that night on her life would never be the same.

 

After Traci left for the night Kelli was lying in her bed and really let her mind ponder about the points Traci brought to her attention. She had to face the reality she was already in her late 20’s and had yet to experience great sex or even so much as reach climax. She picked up the Sex Chronicles and began reading it. She still couldn’t wrap her mind around the things people did for pleasure. She could see all she had been missing out on for all those years. At that moment she made a commitment to herself and her pussy that she was going to make up for lost times.

 

She started going to the fitness center in her condo building. She thought she would attempt to control her new sexual urges by working out. Plus she knew she had to make sure her shit was tight if she planned on catching the big dick. It was her first time there when the man who was the start of her sexploration mission walked in. His name was Jamal. He was very buff and muscular. He had some sexy LL Cool J lips, and puppy eyes.

 

When he spotted Kelli he immediately felt his dick rise to attention. He was in a relationship with a Latino dime name Sasha, but she wasn’t freaky enough for him. He was on the verge of exploring other options as well. They had long lost the spark they had in the beginning of their relationship and he was in need of something wild and on the edge. They glanced at one another and the first sight of his puppy dog eyes hypnotized her. He gave her a feeling she had never felt before. It was getting late so she decided to go home, take a shower, and read some more of the Sex Chronicles.

 

All she could do is think about Jamal and which one of those scenarios they were going to act out. She imagined doing every one of them in her head. She tossed and turned as the juices between her thighs started to drip down her leg. She had never been into masturbating, but she wasn’t able to resist the temptation. She cocked her legs up and pushed herself upward so her back would be against the headboard. With no panties blocking her target the access she desired was not a problem.

 

Kelli slid two of her fingers onto the tip of her clit moving them at a steady pace. As the thoughts of Jamal’s dick thrusting inside of her flashed across her mind her speed rapidly increased. Before she knew it she was upside down with her legs in the air finger fucking her pussy. She kept her eyes closed tight as she nibbled on her bottom lip. At the pit of her climax she screamed into the air “Ooh…yes…yes ahh…” Her legs dropped as did her girl cum.

 

She quickly took her two fingers to sample the sweetness which she held inside of her. She was stunned that her pussy could taste so delightful. She closed her eyes and sampled more of her pussy juices slower this time. She wanted savor the sensations as she drifted off to sleep. Jamal was just as impressed with Kelli as she was with him. He visualized gripping her waist and fucking her from behind. He couldn’t get those ass exercises she was doing out of his mind.

 

The next visit, they made sure they did and wore things to entice each other’s hormones. Kelli wore a Nike sports bra and some extra tight tights to accentuate her curves. She made sure she stretched as wide as she could. She was trying to show him a glimpse of her pussy print and how flexible she could be. She was working his ass and she knew it. Just the thought of having him at her fingertips was pushing her towards insanity.

 

Jamal was wearing a pair of Nike shorts showing off his natural Bo flex body. He did some push-ups and pictured having her on the bottom while the same thoughts of him being on top were fluttering through Kelli’s mind. By the time he was finished doing his sets of push-ups her pussy was soaking up her Nike tights and his dick was rock hard.

 

On that note he left and she exited shortly after. He went home and attempted to have some type of sex with his Latin senorita. He thought to himself that all he had to was think about sexy ass Kelli. He figured that at least it would be whatever he made it. Not to his surprise, she rejected him yet another night. He wondered why just recently she wasn’t attracted to him or at least pretended to be for his sake. Aggravated and disgusted at her refusal to satisfy his male needs he walked over to the shower.

 

As he was washing himself more and more flashes of Kelli kept racing through his head. Jamal found himself washing his cock longer than normal. He started stroking his shaft while hearing Kelli’s sweet voice screaming his name fed his ego and edged him on. He gripped tighter and tighter on his manhood imaging the circumference of her vagina. He pumped faster and faster as he somehow felt it was her pussy doing the movements instead of his palm.

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