Free Love Trumps Game by D.Y. Phillips

hand. In a matter of minutes he had the two women undressed in the shower and soaping up each other like it was a video being made for profit, but not before applying a few licks upside Kaykay’s stubborn head to help her cooperate.
    â€œOh yeah. This shit pleases Topps very much.” He swooned as he watched the two brown bodies lather up one another in soap. Once the powdered “E” he’d given them earlier had kicked in, the two seemed more natural at trying to please him. At least they weren’t fighting it. Hell, it seemed like they were enjoying it.
    â€œKaykay’s ass needs more soap on it, baby. Lather that mutha up good.” Topps licked his lips. He put the gun on the bathroom counter so he could shed his own clothes, and then sat on the chair he’d dragged into the bathroom. “Don’t forget those pussies, ladies. They need some soaping, too. Yeah, just like that. That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Soap that juicy shit up good. Get up in it.”
    â€œBoo, how long we have to do this?” Neema asked, her words slurred.
    â€œUntil I say stop. Oh yeah, that’s sweet. Rub those nipples good. And let Kaykay wash your snatch good, too. That’s right, open that shit up and make it clean like a mutha. Hell, y’all good at this shit. I need my camcorder right about now.”
    â€œHow much longer, boo? We tired.”
    â€œHell, we barely getting started.” Topps got up and walked to the shower to join them. “Nothing like a little ‘E’ to get a party rolling.”
    Neema’s shower wasn’t as commodious as his, but there was enough room for three bodies to get close. “Yo, turn y’all fine asses around. Face the wall. You know how I like cleanliness,” he said lustfully, lathering soap from one tight round ass to the other. There was no need to worry about either woman trying anything because all three were feeling pretty good from the “E.” In fact, the women seemed to be enjoying the shower as much as he was.
    Topps wasted no time running soapy hands up through their thighs to their hot privates. He inserted slippery fingers into double moistness as his body rubbed up against both backsides. Damn,he was in second heaven with not one but two pussies. All for him.
    â€œDamn. This the lick here. We can take this party to the bedroom.”
    Taking both by the hand, he pulled them to the bedroom where he wasted no time putting on a condom and pumping one, then the other. His manhood was still in full bloom when he lay back along the bed.
    â€œBrain time. And this the deal. The one that gets me off first gets to leave first.” He looked from Neema to Kaykay. “Hell, the way I’m feeling, I might let you bitches leave without the bonus beat down I was planning.”
    â€œHere, I’ll go first.” Kaykay grabbed his rod like she owned it. She got straight busy with it, like there was no tomorrow.
    Jealousy flashed in Neema’s eyes but she couldn’t say one word; watching her good friend mouth-clamp her man’s dick. If it hadn’t been for her greed, they wouldn’t be in the predicament to begin with. It made her mad to watch, and yet, in a way, it also turned her on. Yeah, girl, suck that big dick like your life depends on it , she thought. And in a way, maybe it did.

NINE
    A promise was a promise. Sunday after church service, Hattie headed to the nearest Walmart where she planned to let Brandon and Raynita pick out one toy each for behaving so well during Reverend King’s sermon. The weather was perfect, not too much sun, not too little. Just right.
    â€œWho wants to climb in the basket?” Hattie asked, steering the metal cart toward the store entrance. Reverend King’s sermon still had her feeling good inside; despite the fact that it had been eight days since Neema had dropped the kids off without so much as a phone call.
    â€œI do, Nanny! I