Thursday, March 13, 2008
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Ms. Chink |
Susan N. Berry is my government but I am frequently known by many as….Susan the nectar drinking. I bet you would love to know how I got that name, most people do. Be patient and keep your dick in your pants you will soon find out. I am what most people would call sexually oppressed but I’m just a true nympho, who would try anything once if asked. I LOVE DICK….its a true essential, wouldn’t know what to do with out it. Instantly I get pleasure from the firm, moist, solid feel I get when it’s being inserted in my mouth, to the accelerated motion it takes when going through my world wind tunnel. The bitter sample taste of his pre-cum gets me very “excite” ( lol west-Indian phrase) The after tang a nigga leaves in my mouth, the scent of sexually engagement…….Fuck it LET IT BE KNOWN….I’m Susan N. Berry and SEX begins with ME!!! Sorry if I am being a little to forward but I thirst for it and once you get a taste you would thirst for me!
Oh, I am sorry, where are my manners. I didn’t give you a detailed description of me. Medium height 5’4, blah blah blah, hazelnut complexion, thick in the thighs, size 38C bra, I’m not a double D but guess what I gets no complains. Let me see my personality…freaky, nasty anything you like. I wouldn’t call myself a pro at what I do; you can just say I am well experienced. Everything I know I learned from my first boyfriend Troy. Yea, he was a co worker at first. I caught him looking intently a few times. After a couple of months of disregarding him I thought I would give him a taste. Rule# 1: He can stick or he can lick…stick and lick…whatever wets Susan’s clit! I must confess he caught be right off guard. Usually when I invite a nigga over to fuck, a half an hour before there arrival I have a “my time” moment. Yes… “My time.” If I never fucked them before I don’t know what to expect so instead of getting my hopes up cause the nigga might be wack, I masturbate a few times. I bring along my two friends HARD & CORE that’s the names I had to give them because of the relentless arousal they present me. Well they are actually my Ben Wa balls; I love the chill temperature from the metal balls as it comes in contact with my skin. I place one solid oval friend in my vagina near my cervix. Dam the feeling is irresistible; the rhythmic throbbing of my clitoris makes me go insane. Then friend number two soon entered my vagina causing it to interact with friend number one. Yes, yes I screamed the movement caused the mercury filled ball to hit the deeper one, spreading vibration all though my vaginal area. I began to lubricate where this thin, liquidly lube that mirrors pussy juice starts to stream from me.
Later that night I found out Troy was a rough nigga, the type to smack a bitch, leave pearl necklaces on my neck and bend me over and heave a string of beads through my ass. Confession, I immediately loved it. Everything was noble about him for the first couple of months. Troy, Troy he was the type of nigga that never gave respect but always fuckin demanded it. Honestly when that nigga moved in he really started to show his true colors. Nigga really thought he was head of household, and he was at one point. A real fuckin ass-ho now that I look back at things, but he knew how to do me but he also know how to make a bitch suffer when he didn’t get his way. As soon as I started coming in late and disobeying him he thought he would punish me by withholding sex, but only if he knew I always got mine. Rule #2 Anything you can do, I can do better, I can fuck myself better than you could ever do.
On numerous occasions he would call me in the room, if he even assumed that I was up to no good, there was no dick for a week. He would sit on the edge of the bed and jerk off and make me watch. He would repeatedly tell me, “if you can’t act right you would never touch nor taste daddy’s dick.” I would just stand in dismay and stare because just like he had two hands I had mines plus a suitcase of friends who didn’t talk or argue, they would just come out to play and after play time was over return to their suitcase and under the bed they went, until next time I would say. What Troy failed to realize was he wasn’t punishing me he was educating me. By watching him pleasure himself I had learned how to stroke his dick causing his toes to curl and his eyes to roll to the back of his head. I knew all the areas of his dick and which parts were more sensitive than the others and I loved teasing it with my tongue and mouth. While deep thoating him down I would constantly look in his eyes for guidance. I would continually ask him if he loved what I was doing. Boy oh boy I crack myself up what was comfortable and satisfying to him was thrilling to me because I made that nigga feel like he was on cloud nine with an Oscar performance. Who would of thought with conviction and exuberance I could make a nigga have the most memorable climactic release of his life, and not to mention I haven’t even talk about sex yet.
Let me see, what else could I tell you about Troy….hmmm hmm. Oh there was that one night I was getting ice from the refrigerator and the machine got stuck causing tons on ice to upload and dispense on to the floor. Troy being the down right vulgar person he is entered the kitchen irritated talking shit as usually. While hunkered down on the ground picking up the frigid ice cubes, I thought how in the hell can I make this mutha fucker shut the hell up. As he approached gradually toward me I thought, do what you do best. I yelled, “Come the fuck over here.” He soon there after replied, “ Bitch I didn’t put that shit on the ground and I am not about to pick them up, all I know is you betta mop that shit up because if I slip and fall I’m not going to be the only one hurting.” I smirked and said, “Just bring your ass.” As he staggered closer hesitantly, I knew in the back of his head he was thinking, what is this bitch about to do? I thought the same shit too. When he was within reach I tussled with his belt, trying to get it unloosen. I then watched as his jeans drew to his ankles. Subsequently, I proceeded to pull down his boxers. There was no need to touch, caress or fondle, my man’s dick was hard as a rock. My baby knew what time it was. I bent over toward the floor, widen my mouth and gripped a chilly ice cube with my teeth. Gripping it tightly in position I then raised my head to his head (lol) and strung the ice up and down and around and around as if I was in a cyclone. I made sure I didn’t leave a spot dull. He begun breathing heavily at some points he started to skip breathes. I had to keep referring up to see if the nigga was still alive. His body was jumping with shocks. If I didn’t know any better I would of thought nigga caught the holyghost. I could tell he was squeezing his muscles together forcefully to delay an orgasm. That plan didn’t work for long because as soon as I felt the ice thaw out, I sizzled up the liquid making sure not a drop hit the floor. After that I changed the ice position letting the ice slide from my teeth to my mouth, which gave me all the room I needed. Afterward I struck my tough out and reached for his scrotal skin and balls…less then a second later boo ejaculated causing his cum to rain down like confetti.
Who said I was finish. The fun has only begun. After that performance it is only right that I move the action into the bed room. This time I had another trick in my mouth. I call this my red carpet event…ok its called the PEPPERMINT STICK…(Dam one of my readers already know about this one...)I lead Troy on the bed…ass naked….just how I like it. So I reached over to the first draw on my nightstand and pulled out my bottle of mouthwash...and you only thought it was made for refreshing your breath. I gulped a decent amount, making sure not to swallow it. Then all I did was crouch between Troy legs and I started to blow. Next I trickle little amount on to his dick while sucking on it. Lol hey it stimulates his dick while stimulating my mouth…100 percent healthy….and I almost forgot to mention it gives me A MINTY FRESH TASTE. Oh yea….Silly me…When your done ladies give him a kiss ….and repeat after me… “I’m the baddest bitch!!”
….To be continued……
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- Ms. Chink
- I'm Asia Jones a current grad student who recently graduated from Lincoln university with two BS degrees in criminal justice & sociology and two minors in anthropology and psychology. My ideal career is to become a US Marshall. I feel that I have overcome alot of tribulations in my life which has mode me into the women I am today. I am women of passion who loves to attain knowledge. I am very into Afrocentricity. Writing my feelings is my life and I hope that my word inspires others going though the same situations.
2 comments:
YO ASIA..WATS REALLY FUCKIN GOOD WIT DAT..I NEVA WOULD OF THOUGHT U HAD DAT SHIT IN U. WRITING THEM NASTY BOOKS TAKES EXPERIENCE...U GOT DAT?..LOL...BUT I'M DEFINITELY FEELIN DAT SHIT....AND IF U KNOW ME U KNOW I LOOOOVVVVEEEE READING THEM ZANE BOOKS..ANY SEX BBOK FOR DAT MATTER...IM'MA FREAK!...LOL..BUT DAT SHIT WAS RIGHT. U SHOULD REALLY LOKK INTO BECOMING A ARTHUR..NO LIE...BUT DATS IT FOR NOW....CONTINUE DAT SHIT AND GET IT PUBLISHED ..I'LL BUY IT. LOVE U HUNNY.
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yo china i really thought that was interesting. Keep it up. Whens the next story coming out. i cant wait to read that. you should really trhink about becoming a arthur. Keep the good work up..........