Free Carl Weber's Kingpins by Smooth Silk

to make my moves. I removed Red’s arms from my neck, then lifted her slippery legs over my shoulders. I could feel mud rolling down my back, but the heavy rain quickly washed it away. My dick was pushed in as far as it could go, stuffing her pussy to full capacity. She could barely catch her breath. I pressed her knees against her chest and began to grind and thrust faster inside of her. She grunted. Screamed. Whined.
    â€œOoooh, shit . . . Please, please, help me. My pussy can’t take this beating. I . . . I’m about to cooooommme.”
    I helped her sweet juices flow by tickling her clit with the tips of my fingers and pounding into her cage simultaneously. Her nipple was in my mouth, and her hands massaged the solid muscles all over my now-muddy body. I felt her legs shaking on my shoulders; then they dropped into the puddle. We were caught up in the moment. She breathed in, I breathed out. Our gaze was locked. She then lifted her head, attempting to kiss me. I rejected it.
    â€œI want to taste your tongue,” she moaned.
    I moved my head from side to side, then reached for her arm. “Turn around,” I said. “We ain’t done yet.”
    Red turned in the slop underneath us. I cracked her code from the back. Her pretty ass slapped against my thighs, and I gripped her meaty cheeks in my hands. I could barely hold on. She was moving too fast. With her cheeks being so slippery, I had to let go. This time, I watched the rain pounce on her back while I tackled her on my knees. Mud splashed all over us, and after a while, we said to hell with it. We rolled in that shit, with her eventually on top, giving me a ride I could force to the back of my mind, but wouldn’t be able to forget. I didn’t know how either of us would drive home, but we managed to put on our clothes and jet as is. By the time we made it to her crib, the mud had dried on our skin, making it real stiff. We cleaned up in the shower, but fucked again before shutting it down for the night. Red was sound asleep, but I lay wide awake puffing on a cigar and staring at an annoying-ass ceiling fan that was squeaking. I turned to look at her, and minutes later, I got my clothes out of the dryer and left. I hitched a ride with a black man going in my direction to pick up my car.

RED
    What a night! I didn’t know if I had been dreaming or not, especially when I woke up and saw that Bones had left. I could still smell a hint of his masculine cologne, though, and my coochie was real tender from the shit he spun on me. He didn’t even have to do a bitch like that. Damn!
    At first, I was so afraid that he would crack my face again. After flipping me that quarter, I was done. Then, Nate came in the back where I was and coaxed me to hang in there. Said that it would pay off for me. He damn sure was right about that. The money that he’d given me was right on time. However, what Bones delivered made this little plan so worth it.
    But, unfortunately for me, I was starting to catch feelings for this nigga. I liked his ass, for real. I was concerned about my feelings getting in the way. I just didn’t see where I could ever try to drug him, and then feel good about it. Behind all that hardness, he seemed . . . nice. He came off as someone who was hurt before and was very cautious of the females he fucked with. I was lucky to have gotten this far with him. I hoped to get even further. At this point, I wasn’t so sure if Nate would come out on the losing end or not. I was seriously considering taking the money and running.
    By eight o’clock in the morning, Nate was already ringing my phone and texting me. I was in the tub, relaxing with a whole lot of bubbles surrounding me and thinking about my muddy fuck session with Bones. That was some wild and crazy shit. I didn’t think he would participate, but I suspected that I would have to try something out of the norm in order for him to make a move.
    I answered my