Free Lickin' License by Intelligent Allah Page B

was growing on Rich. He had not been with a woman who so openly disclosed her frailties, like having her heart broken and dying without having found true love. He assumed that most women feared that their weakness would be exploited. It was that rationale that caused Rich to keep his personal weaknesses bottled up. So he was impressed, because Vanessa was displaying courage that he did not have the heart to show.
    “Vanessa, you're obviously not bent on material things,” Rich said, although he knew she was moved by the fact he had driven two cars with a combined cost of over $200,000 in less than twenty-four hours. “What do you value in life?”
    “Life itself.”
    “That's real specific.” He chuckled.
    “Everything. The good, the bad, people, animals, our planet, the sun. Everything that comprises our universe. That's why I'm open-minded and willing to hear people out, because I respect their views as part of the bigger picture of diversity in our universe that makes everything complete. Even if I don't agree with people's views. There is no one thing in life that I can point to in terms of what I value, because I view things holistically.”
    Rich nodded. “For every job outsourced to India, someone in the States is unemployed.”
    “Yes, exactly. The moon affects the tides in our oceans. Everything, no matter how distant or seemingly insignificant, plays a role in the larger picture.”
    “I got you.”
    “But let me ask you something, Mister. How did you come to be so comfortable with your sexuality? I mean, discussing it?”
    Rich laughed.
    “I'm serious.” Vanessa pinched his arm. “I've been thinking about our sex talk since I left you. I've never discussed sex with a man in such a detailed manner like we did. It was liberating.”
    “First, you gotta understand that there's nothing more natural than sex. If our parents weren't freaks, we wouldn't be here.”
    “True.” Vanessa giggled.
    Rich told her about his first experience with a girl at twelve years old. It was a girl in her late teens, and for the next four years, each girl he had sex with was older than him. This was the result of him being practically raised by older hustlers in the streets who kept a flock of groupies around that Rich had access to. Sex was talked about daily in the circles he rolled in, and the women he dealt with knew exactly what they wanted and weren't afraid to voice it.
    “I think I can understand you.”
    “I keep it simple. I'm not a complex man, and I hate when people make a science project out of something simple.”
    “I must admit, sometimes I like to make things hard.” Vanessa looked around, then eased her hand into Rich's pants and began sucking his neck.
    Rich looked up at the bright lights beaming through the trees around him. Glancing around, he saw a few people about 200 feet away.
    Vanessa lifted her skirt and slid on top of Rich's lap, while unbuttoning his pants. “You just like taking that dick, don't you?”
    “Get used to it.” Vanessa grinned as Rich palmed her butt.
    He pulled a Magnum from his pocket and gave it to her. “Don't forget this.”
    She ripped the wrapper off it with her teeth, like a pit bull locking on a poodle and shaking it. Rich rolled up her tank top, just enough to reveal her golden breasts. She eased the condom on Rich’s manhood and straddled him in one swift motion. This freak is a pro. Rich pulled her close to him, taking one of her small breasts into his mouth.
    “Suck 'em.” She slowly rode him, her body melodically grinding against his.
    Rich could feel the summer breeze on his skin as Vanessa's warmth wrapped him. He switched breasts, gentling stimulating her nipples with his teeth and tongue.
    “Rich, I feel you deep inside of me.”
    Rich came up for air, leaning back. Through his peripheral, he noticed an elderly couple about 80 feet away. They were walking in his direction at a turtle's pace. “We got company coming,” Rich whispered. Vanessa glanced