Free From the Streets to the Sheets by Noire

. . all ova ya face . . .” I breathed, warning her.
    Sluuuurp!
“A bitch might like—”
    The
second
I knew Rasheeda didn’t mind me cumming on her, Monster threw a bolt of pearl white lightning onto her face.
    “Uuugghh!” I groaned as Monster flexed.
    He flexed his muscles again, casting another bolt of white lightning. Rasheeda moaned loudly as my liquid heat dripped from her face. Monster cast another bolt and her eyes snapped open.
    “Damn, baby!” she exclaimed, aroused by the abundance of semen splashing on her. She cooed and took my dick back into her mouth, absorbing the rest of my liquid bolts down her throat.
    I growled loudly then fell back on the bed, spent.
    Rasheeda stumbled into her bathroom, laughing as she went to wash her face. The fitted sheet had been pulled off the bed and her pillows, linen, and comforter were on the floor. I didn’t have the energy to make the bed, so I got on the floor and pulled the sheet over me.
    Rasheeda came out of the bathroom and straddled my body. She palmed my forehead with one hand and forced me to look up at her.
    “Wanna taste your
dick,
Daddy?” she asked me enticingly.
    My response was a long, sloppy kiss. Rasheeda got under the sheet behind me and hugged me around the waist. I pushed back closer to her and closed my eyes, cummed dry and ready to go to sleep.
    “Euftis?”
    “Yea.”
    “What took you so long getting over here tonight?”
    I thought about Kianna, the Gilbert Avenue ho, and grinned.
    Rasheeda just didn’t know. When it came to getting a nut off, my big Monster wasn’t just grimy.
    He was grimier.

THUG LOVIN’
    Andrea Blackstone
    “Damn, Daddy. How much longer I gotta suck this dick? How about some pussy now?My knees getting tired.”
    I snickered out loud. Some whore done been in my boss’s office for the last thirty minutes, sucking that fool off like a Hoover vacuum cleaner. I’d started hearing those steady slurping sounds when I went to knock on his door to ask him a quick question, and after I found out that Mr. Nasty was getting his “head delivered on heels,” I decided to press my ear to the door and listen to the action.
    I almost laughed as he started going off on her.
    “Your knees tired? Standing at five foot two you should stay on your knees! If I want to be hassled over pussy I’ll call that bitch I just divorced! What kind of whore are you anyway? Who in the hell did Butch send over here? If you want that quick money I better keep feeling all tongue and no teeth. Now keep this shit rock-hard like your life depends on it! I likes my head and today I wants my head! It’s been a stressful morning. Suck up! I don’t want no used-up, loose pussy on my dick neither. I want what I want, so stop the bullshit and get down to business like you know the rules! I don’t have all damned day!”
    “Don’t play so mean, Daddy. I don’t mind staying on my knees. I was just asking, that’s all,” the woman said.
    “I’m not paying you a hundred and fifty dollars for conversation, I’m paying you to
suck
! Don’t stop until you suck this dick bone-dry at least twice. I paid for multiple pops, so don’t act like you forgot! Just do what you said you do, or you and Butch will both be owing me some cake. Don’t let this corner office and suit and tie fool your ass. I’m still that brotha from the hood!”
    “No need to get upset, Daddy. Honey can do it. You chose right. I’m the best these D.C. streets got, and I’m worth every dime. Shit, I love my job. And right now, my job is sucking this dick some more. I want you to be as comfortable as possible, so lie back in that chair and just relax. They don’t keep my pimp’s phone ringing for nothing. I promise I’ll leave a smile on that chocolatey, handsome face. Honey just thought you might want a little variety in the mix, that’s all. Most men want me to beat around the bush before I take them ’round the world. I guess it makes them feel like they getting