Chapter 1: Building Tension
So it all started last week my boi Mickey said he wanted to buy a RV wif his girl Jessica. N' he wanted me to come along. So I said yeah of course, I had nothing else goin' on in ma life so, why da hell not?
We packed up our shit n' hit the road, movin' out to livin' in a damn RV! Mind you, we ain't no rich folks, but hey, sometimes ya gotta take risks, right?
And ma goodness he introduced meh to his shawty Jessica she had the biggest ass I hav' eva' seen gaahhh leeeh! Like one of them plump mangoes you find at the market in Haiti.
So Mickey, him, he ain't no small dude neither, he got that big ol' muscle tone and everythin', so you know they fit like two halves of a banana.
I'm also a little jacked I ain't got too much muscle I'm very lean n' hav' a very defined. But nuthin' too crazy
, you get whut I'm sayin'? Now Jessica, she was like this sexy, sweet-talkin' chick with natural curls in her hair, and she could throw down some serious laughs.
I was crackin' jokes she wuz laughin' hysterically ha eyes were watery.
"Damian, yuh sho' you ain't gon' make us laugh ourselves to death?" she said, wipin' the tears from her eyes.
Mickey was grinning from ear to ear, noddin' his head, "Y'all betta' stop playin' or it's gonna be three in the morning before we reach that campground!"
So, we did. We calmed down and focused on drivin'.
The RV was bumpin' from the bass of my portable speaker, blastin' some Haitian beats. Mickey sang along, makin' up lyrics as we cruised. He laughed and rapped.
Me, I couldn't help but stare at how her big ol' booty bounced and jiggle. We wuz in da back of da RV while Mickey drove.
I was starin' at ha titties and booty so many times. She ended up catchin' me starin' at ha perky titties.
tits when she turned her head back to me, and she saw my dick harden in my pants. She gasped real low and gave me that look. Y'know, that look, the "you-got-caught-look".
I looked away, actin' like I didn't see her reaction. I put my hands in my pockets, tryna hide my erection.
She questioned me about it.
"Whatchu doin' staring at me like dat bro?", she asked, eyebrow raised. I felt my heart race and my face turn red. I tried to think of somethin' smooth to say, but it was too late - jus' blurted out, "Bish, yo' azz looks fat!"
Jessica burst out laughing, clutching her stomach as she stumbled backward, knockin' over a couple o' crates. Her laughter was contagious, even Mickey chuckled and shook his head at me. I looked down at my feet, feelin' stupid.
"You know what I mean, sis," I finally managed. She stopped laughin' long enough to give me a playful punch on the arm. "Yeah, I know whatcha mean, bae." She smiled at me, her eyes twinklin'.
"I know dis' azz hella' fhat
, bae," she joked, givin' me a flirtatious wink. I couldn't control myself no mo ', reached out, pulled her close, n' kissed her juicy lips.
She tasted like mango, warm n' sweet, just like home.
She pushed me away from her "What da' hell is you doin'? she exclaimed, surprised.
Mickey's music wuz too loud he couldn't hear us.
I apologized as much as I could.
Jessica laughed
it just came out wrong. I felt relief, but then I thought, "damn, if only Mickey weren't here."
He wuz still singin' away, oblivious to what went down in the back. I decided to use humor to diffuse the tension.
"I ain't never seen no booty like dat, chil'," I said jokingly. "Ain't no way you could ever lose weight, cuz your azz would break the scale!"
Jessica cracked up again, and this time her laughter was louder.
"Y'all wild!" she managed between giggles. "But let's leave the joke there, fam." I nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"But on tha real doe you can't jus be kissin me like dat especially when Mikey's here" she teased
softly, still smilin'. I could tell she wasn't mad though; she was just messin' wid meh.
"I ain't trippin'," I responded confidently, tryna sound cool. "I ain't afraid of Mikey, he knows he ain't holdin' you tight enuff anyways chile."
She chuckled quietly and replied, "Well, maybe you're right - who knows what might happen during this trip?"
As we continued talking, I realized how much fun we were having together.
We shared stories, laughed, and played pranks on Mickey. Every night, we made up silly games like "Guess That Song" or "Never Have I Ever." At first, it started off innocent—we played cards and drank cheap alcohol that Mickey brought. But things soon escalated as the days passed.
One evening, Mickey suggested we watch a movie, and since we didn't have a TV, we used our phones to stream movies. We watched a bunch of comedies and action movies, but the more we drank, the spicier the movies became.
The more comfortable I got the more jokes I made about Jessica's fat azz
.
We'd all bust out laffin' at each other, rollin' out on the floor, screamin' until our stomachs hurt.
Mikey got pissed off at first because he thought I was bein' disrespectful to his girl, but then he started laughin' too.
Jessica would act all offended, but you could tell she luved the attention.
After watching a few movies, we all started to nod off.
I would even playfully smack dat' azz' and Jessica would yell, "Yo, I'ma kick yo butt, boy!" We'd all laugh, and Mickey would shake his head, saying, "You guys are insane!"
I wuz constantly tryna get Jessica attention. The best way I knew wuz too joke about how fat ha azz' wuz'
and you couldn't help but laugh when she started shakin' her thang.
One time I grabbed a handful of dat' azz' just to see wut l' she would do
She screamed, "Damian you're a fool" and slapped at my hand, but I saw it on her face, she loved tha attention.
Everyday we get more comfortable wit each other. And da' more I would grab and smack dat' azz' even in front of Mickey. Just watchin ha shit jiggle and wiggle wuz' addictin'as hell.
"Yo Mickey" I called "yo?" He replied "Would you be mad if I fucked ya girl?" I jokingly asked.
while smacking Jessica's ass one more time. "Naw man, that'd hurt, but you already know I ain't got a hold on her," he said with a laugh. His response felt genuine, but I wasn't tryna go there with mi boy's girl. That's some shady shit and I ain't about that life, but damn, Jessica had me captivated.
I couldn't stop drowning in her curves. Was my infatuation wrong? Should I stop asshole? Was she into it? Should I risk our friendship and make a move?
Jessica wuz laying on ha belly on da bed in da back. Ha ass lookin fat as eva
', lyin' dere, callin' any hand to smack it. Mickey? out cold in da passenger seat, snorin' up a storm. Music still bumpin' so low, it had become like background noise, comfortin' in a way dat was so soothin', it reminded me of home.
I lit up a joint, ya know, chillin'. My eyes darted between Mickey's head, bobbin' up n' down in rhythm with the road, n' Jessica.
She wiggled her ass making it jiggle, the thought of my handprints left on them bad boys made my dick hard as a fucking rock. I wondered if she was wet n' ready, if her pussy was as sweet as her lips when I kissed her, but then again I ain't tryna fuck up our friendship.
Takin' another hit o' dat' good shit, I let da scent o' earthy flavor fill ma noses, calming me down n' helpin me think.
Jessica turned ha head "damn boy you staring hard as shit" she teased as she wiggle ha ass cheeks.
I chuckled at her remark, "Bae, if only you knew what cha doin' to meh over dere right now. I swear, you need to cut that shit out."
She giggled, "Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I bet you wanted to smack dis ass again, huh?"
I nodded, remainin' silent confused about my feelings, yet turned on. She was grindin' against the bed, her curvy figure magni'fied as she did.
My mind drifted back t' when I first laid eyes on Jessica, her ass was plump, juicy, and irresistible. I swore she was tryna drive me crazy, makin' my dick harder than it had ever been.
I smacked real hard dis time makin sure ma hand was printed on dat mf.
Jessica turned her head, gigglin' and gaspin', "Damian, you's good for nothing but tauntin' and makin' meh horny!" I couldn't help but laugh, bitin' ma lip, "I'm jus playin', bae, relax. But you really do need to cut that out 'fore I do something we both regret."
Truth was, this sexy, thick, and sensuous woman was drivin' me damn near crazy with desire.
She grabbed ma hand and put it on ha ass.
I felt every curve n' dip in her glorious flesh. My parents would've judged her, thought her curves were sin, said she was too round fer my tastes. But I couldn't get enough, n' it made me wonder what else I enjoyed that they'd call sins.
Mickey stopped at a rest stop. He saw me playin' around wit Jessica's azz
, and he chuckled. I thought he would be mad, but he just laughed Dan said, "y'all some funny-ass fuckers, mixin' up our road trip wit ya childish shit." I guessed he didn't really mind.
But I couldn't control my thoughts. I kept thinkin' about her juicy ghetto booty bouncin' and shakin' all over the place.
I gave ha a little soft bite on ha left azz cheek.
.
Jessica yelled, "boy I'ma kick your butt" as she tried ta turn herself to see if I was for real.
I couldn't help myself, that ripe, Haitian ass drive me crazy - specially when it wiggle and bounce, makin' that sweet jelly jiggle.
Even Ma would've raised her eyebrows if I brought her home, but I didn't care. Nuthin' else mattered but Jessica, her booty, n' the sinful thoughts bouncin' around my damn mind.
She continued chasin me around da RV
, bouncin' n' jigglin', her heavy, fuckable thighs hit the infamous drum rhythm. I tried ta run, but I couldn't resist her charms.
Mickey didn't seem to notice a thing, - or preferred ta ignore us.
I had fuck-fueled desires. She wuz still chasin me she pushed me into da' bed n jumped on top of me.
Mickey watched us as we play fight
in', jokin' around.
He smiled, sayin', "Ain't no need fer both of y'all ta be on top." I was confused, but then I saw him wink.
He moved into the driver's seat, puttin' his headphones on, lettin' us know it was chill for us ta continue play fightin'.
Jessica n' I looked at each other, both surprised, den start laughin'.
She dropped dat' azz' on top of me tryna hold me down.
My hard-on was pushin' against her hot n' wet pussy at this point I couldn't control myself no mo'.
I smacked her ass so hard like a mango dropped outta da tree Hers jiggled and bounced with da force.
Gaahh lehh! Jessica yelped and jumped, her curved frame jigglin' all'ovah. We was laughin'n'carryin' on when I looked up just in time to see Mickey starin' at us, smilin' through da rearview mirror.
"Thought y'all might wanna have some fun, since, ya know, he ain't gonna touch you like that, and you need some real attention, bae." He winked, puttin' his earphones back on and revvin' up da engine.
As Jessica slipped and slid, n' I helped her as she tryna pin me doe, I knew this wouldn't be da end. Mickey knew somethin' was up, but he prolly thought it was just some innocent fun, right?
Ha, this Lil' road trip ain't got no innocent outcomes. See, Jessica, her body, n' da way she moved, had me sprung.
As we wuz play fightin' I was smackin dat' ass every chance I got.
azz like a drum, hard enough long enough fo' her to feel da warmth spread between her thighs.
Den I realized, this was gettin' real over here.
We wanted each other. hard. long. for real.
Earlier, I woulda sworn we wuz just gettin' cozy on dis trip, enjoyin' good company. Shit happens, though. Life simple like that.
Electric sparks in da air, and sometimes ya too caught up in da moment ta know ya crossed a line.
We was just play fightin', right? But then again, it were hard to ignore da chemistry between me n' Jessica. I ain't never felt like this around nobody else, n' the longer we was ridin' in dat RV, da more I realized how deep in I was.
That first night, Jessica snuggled up close, her booty pressed against me. Goddamn! My dick rock-hard, twitchin' in my pants. I wanted her so bad. I placed ma hand on her hip, gently tightening ma grip.
The bed in the back had a slidin door so I closed and locked making sure Mickey couldn't see us.
After dat' I told Jessica to toot dat' azz' up
a lil' mo ', grab her hips n' start Love Jones dancin' up on me, gyratin' and grindin' with all of her soul.
Jessica's eyes lit up, an' she flicked her hips lazily, swayin' side to side, slidin' down onto her knees, right in front of my crouch.
Damn! The ghetto beats from mi portable speaker pumpin' through dis small RV made every thrust feel right.
The vibe was electric. The atmosphere felt like sex-on-fire.
My eyes traced her curves, n' I just couldn't resist dat juicy, plump assshake Dancin', gyratin', that fine-as-hell woman. My dick was harder than it had ever been.
This right here, what we 'bout to get into, no one'd ever suspect.
Livin' in a rundown RV, in the middle o' no damn where, and whaddaya get? I'll tell you: days so full you feel like dancin', heat poundin' the pavement like drums, the taste o' mango like mouthwaterin' sin. An' nights so dark the stars blend into a river o' diamonds, twinklin' an' callin' ya closer.
It's all in how you look at it. Opportunities? Shit. Them come 'n go like boomerangs.
We reached a camp ground, we set up tents N' all we started a coo' lil' camp fire.
I wuz' chattin wit ma boy Nick we wuz jokin n' laughin' Jessica wuz in a mood to play around. 😅
So she sneaked up behind me n pulled down ha shorts leavin ha azz' cheeks out she den bumped ma head wit ha azz'😂
Im like yo wtf Chucklin n all. She even grabbed ma head shoving it between ha ass cheeks.
Mikey watched as ma face was shoved all up in dem cheeks
as she smacked my face back n' forth.
Jessica's tight lil' body shakin' as she shouted playfully, "Yo, Damian, you wanna taste this?"
My dick growin' harder by da second as she held me tightly between da plump mass of her cheeks.
Jessica made me wanna do all da filthy things my mind imagined.
We all got set up in da' tent it started gettin in da night since winter wuz jus around da corna
it ain't nuthin like no harassing wind or no potatoes outside, but da frosty air is no damn joke -- dose bitches is chilly.
Mickey wuz sleepin on one side of da tent, I wuz sleepin on da' other. Jessica cuddled close, I felt her warm curves through our thin sleeping bags.
I couldn't sleep. Her body was a magnet for mine, pullin' me further into the world of sinful delights. All I could think about was touchin' her, feelin' her body, taste her, pleasure her in ways only her wildest fantasies would allow. But I knew I couldn't betray my boy, so I lied there, my dick pushin' painfully against my pants.
Jessica wiggled her booty, ticklin' the length of my dick. I held my breath, swearin' she wouldn't feel it.
But she wiggled again, this time pressin' her buttocks firmly against my dick.
"Boy, you must be cold," she whispered, kissin' the side of my face. I bit my tongue, thinkin' about all the filthy things I wanted to do to her.
I shifted my weight, tryin' to press the bulge in my pants against her. Jess let out a soft moan, pushin' her azz' cheeks against me even harder.
I slid ma hands in ha sweat pants
aants n' started massaging dat juicy assf.
My heart raced, but my mind stayed sharp. I couldn't let my boy down, couldn't let da lies and deceit spill out.
She squirmed as I rubbed slow circles up her hips, to her thighs, tryna steal every ounce o' pleasure I could.
"Damn, bae," I whispered, tryin'ta keep ma voice low so Mickey wouldn't hear. "Dass good!"
I den Started rubbin ha pussy lips I slipped ma finger dere n dat' shit wuz so tight. I covered ha mouf makin sure Mikey cudnt't hear
I found my fingers slippin' between her folds, feelin' her get wetter by da minute.
I never felt so alive, so consumed by da heat of a woman's body.
Jessica arched her back, pushin up again me, tellin' me to keep goin', to go faster, to make her cum n hard. All I could think 'bout wuz lettin' go, ravagin' her body like an animal, feelin' her tight, wet pussy grippin' my fingers.
Oh, how I longed for dat queefin' and moanin' as I pummeled into her over and over again. But no, I had to hold it in. I couldn't betray my Mikey.
As the nights passed and we lay there in the dark, our bodies yearnin' for one another, I knew somethin' had to give. Mikey couldn't stay slept this whole trip, oblivious to what we were doin', and I wasn't tryna break up our friendship.
I was finger blastin ha azz', ha eyes done rolled back N ha moans muffled thru ma hand
which coulnd't reduce a nigga's excitement.
My ma hand moved fast n soft at da sametime, rubbin between ha pussy lips.
She was soaked n' ma hand slipped in n out easy.
She pushed against me, undersirin ma touch.
She reached back into ma pant n started strokin ma dick.
It wuz swellin', gettin harder by da minute. Her touch, her little grunts o' pleasure ownin' me.
I wanted to flip her over, yank down them sweatpants, plunge my tongue deep inside her wetness, and taste all of her sinful secrets.
We ended up falling asleep wit are hands in each other's pants.
underwear. I knew waz wrong but fuck it, I ain't never felt like dat before.
Jessica was diferent, enchantin', hip nothin' like I've ever seen.
we was in a tiny RV, but dis lil space felt big as daily life. Bigger dan anything I'd even dreamed.
I woke up later in da night, still hard n' horny as hell.
Jessica n' I cudn't keep our hands offen each other.
We've gotten mo' n' mo' close we wud joke around wit each other getting physical. She be letting me smack ha ass n shit.
I swear dat shit feel like a watermelon. Firm n sweet. I ain't gon' lie, I been dreaming 'bout tossing her salad somedays. But I know my boy Mickey would never go for dat. And I ain't tryna be that nigga, ya know. So I just sit back n' watch as this curvy Haitian queen shakes her thang all over the damn place. I ain't gonna lie, it's been hard. Resisting her charms n' all.
Hangin' on to what I got, stayin' loyal. But damn, she knew how to drive a brotha wild. Every bounce of her tight ass, every giggle and w Miguel flashed back to her booty dancin, those juicy ass cheeks bounce'n in front of me.
Lord knows, I tried to stay faithful to my boy, but Jessica was like a sweet sin that kept calling out my name, beg'n for me to taste her, to touch her in places that'd set us both on fire.
Id joke around bout how fat ha booty wuz
was, but I swear it was the truth - her booty was like a juicy watermelon, ready to burst wit flavor.
I imagined tonguing her cheeks, planted' planted right there in da ghetto booty heaven. I wanted to feast on her, lickin' dat juicy flesh, makin' her scream my name.
One late night Mikey wuz drivin Jessica wuz layin on ha stomach on da bed in da back.
He booty looking juicy as eva
, callin' for any hand to smack it.
I wuz in da back, tryna keep ma cool. It ain't easy resisting her ass. Eventually I just came up to ha smacked dat booty makin it shake
and jiggle. I grabbed her and tugged her back, lettin' her ass know who was da real boss back here.
Mickey didn't even look back, probably too focused on drivin'. I felt light, like nothin' and nobody could bring me down.
I massaged Jessica's butt, feelin' every curve under her pants. She wiggled against my touch, encouragin' me to keep goin'.
I gladly obliged as my hands explored every inch o' that juicy ghetto booty. Nothin' could top this moment, right here. Me, my fingers, an' that Haitian thunder deep in the back of that RV.
As the night continued on, I knew I had to savor every moment. Felt like all the diamonds in the world wouldn't be enough to buy a sweet sin like Jessica. Nothin' else mattah but her curves and the way they jiggled.
Every bump of da road made her juicy n' fleshy ass dance, makin' it impossible to look away. My mind rioted with dirty thoughts, and my dick hardened like it knew there was somethin' naughty goin' on. I wondered if Mickey noticed it, but his eyes remained focused on the road, his ears filled with tunes from da speakers
Jessica's body swayed as the RV jostled, her ripe, plump ass taunting me like da juicy meat in a window.
I start suckin' ha booty leavin Hickey's on ha cheeks.
Jessica wiggles exports bounce n' jiggle
becoming more aggressive she sit up moaning and giggling gaahhd.
Mickey rolled over. I froze up quicker dan a damn meth head in the presence of police. Jess clowned me 'cause my heart beat like a damn snare o' steady beats
Gigglin she looked back at ha booty n saw my saliva licked all around ha cheeks
I got out of da bed quietly, stood up, n' started strippin' in front of Jessica, so she could have a lil' view. No need to hide now, I wanted to unleash my secret desires.
A nigga's dick out now, swingin' in the air, hard as fuccckkk, heavy, juicy, and dripping for her touch.
She bit her lower lip, her eyes droppin' to my thick black snake, then she looked into my eyes, tryna see if I was serious 'bout all dis.
"Daaaamn, Damian, ya didn't tell me you had one of these!" She grabbed it, hittin' it like a conga drum as she shouted, "No wonder you can't stop thinkin' 'bout meh!"
My face lit up as I couldn't hold back my laughter while she joked bout my size. But I knew deep down, dat dis ride wasn't about sex at all, but the fact dat we found something more than just good friends.
Shit was gettin' deep, and I couldn't help but mull over the way dat felt—her hands on my flesh, her eyes locked into mine, all the secret desires we both shared.
Jessica brought my dick to her mouth and started licking it up and down, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. She took her time and teased me with her tongue. I looked down to watch her, and she glanced up with a naughty smile and kept going. Danielson's verse started playing in the back, and I couldn't help but laugh at the timing.
She started slurpin' me up givin me da sloppiest head eva. She wuz gaggin n chokin on ma dick slurpin' me up saliva drippin down ha titties , makin them glisten n' shine. She looked up at me, eyes watering but still grippin' my dick like a lollipop.
Jessica's thick full lips wrapped round me \; Devilish grin across her face.
Ha head bobbin up n down as topped meh off she wuz gaggin n all
, but kept right on slurpin' me up like a lollipop
Gaahhhd! My hands gripped ha titties, mixin' pleasure, pain n' desire in every touch.
She slipped her mouth off ma dick, savorin' it slow n' easy, w with her tongue while lettin' it glide all over the tip
our eyes locked, lust n' longin' makin this feel like a damn fantasy, 'stead o' real life.
I glanced down at her curvy lil' hips, solid thighs, shakin' like a mothafucka', with her ass right up in the air like a ripe juicy watermelon waitin' to be plucked.
I closed da slidin door so Mikey cudnt't see us. He also cudnt't hear because
da music was loud in the RV n the radio blocked any other noises. I grinned wider dan da seamonster, ready to make a mess on dis reckless journey.
Jessica bounced up'n down on ha knees, 'bout eight inches between 'er pretty, lil face n' ma throbbin' shaft. Soon as she opened her mouth, she stuck out her long tongue n licked da seeping pee-slit, collectin' da first drops.
"Mmm," she groaned, like she greedy fer what lay 'head.
Next ting I knew, she was inhaling me whole, slurpin' and gulpin' like I wuz da last lil' bit o' chicken lef' on her plate. I couldna done resisted dat even if I tried.
In da back o' dis coo' lil' RV, ride turned into a frenzy of wild, raw, animalistic cravings-an' I wanted every damn bit o' it. Lord knew we both needed dis.
She got in top of meh, ma dick twitchin n throbbing
, Ha wet pussy slidin' down in one swift, smooth motion.
Daaaahhmm! My fingers dug deep into her phat azz.
She rode me quick, bouncin' up n' down, her thick hips milkin' meh with every move.
Her titties bounced, shakin' from side to side n' up n' down as our bodies slapped against one another.
I locked lips wit hers, tastes o' chocolate n' sin minglin' together.
Ha pussy juice wuz runnin down ma balls. My toes curled n' I gripped her phat ass n' pushed her down.
We lost ourself in da rush of pleasure.
Our sheatin' skins slid against each other, sticky n' wet from our sweat.
I knew right den n' there we both had crossed da line, couldn't deny it no more.
It was wrong, n' we shouldn't o' done it.
But ridin' in da' back o' dis RV, ooohhh shiitt, ha puzzy wuz so tight n' ha azz' felt like jell-o.
I jus couldn't stop, ain't no denyin' it. Hell, even if I wanted to finesse dis situation, I cudn't. All da blood in my body rushed straight to my dick, leavin' me lightheaded n' dizzy. A struggle for control in da face o' raw lust n' desire.
Dat wuz me all ovah as I slid in n' out o' Jessica wit a gratified grin. She rocked her hips to da rhythm, makin' sure I felt every inch. Time seemed to slow as we lost ourselves in this sweet betrayal, wrapped up in shadows, swayin' in da beat o' da RV. Our bodies rocked together, singin' a song o' betrayal and forbidden fruit.
"Girrrrrrl!" I whispered in a raspy voice, holdin' back laughter while she rode me.
That juicy ass bouncin' like a damn box of chocolates drop-kickin' its way through my damn soul.
My head spun, paintin' a perfect picture o' bliss n' sin as I stuffed Jessica tight, over 'n over. Her sexy curves movin', bouncin' n' rockin' our RV-jungle hut.
Shiiii I wuz finna CUUUUUM
' explode, like explosive diarrhea.
We both knew this secret sin slammed our friendship in a chokehold.
All I could do was reach for dat juicy azz, filthy thoughts takin' over my mind.
Watching my boy Mickey sleep a few feet away, I pushed her azz up, slid my sweatpants down, and lined my hungry dick with her pussy lips. Even though we both knew we shouldn't, desire burned brighter than conscience.
Jessica moaned and pushed back, impaling herself on me. I held my breath and looked at Mickey, prayin' he wouldn't wake up. Her pussy clenched around me, her ass smacking my thighs with every stroke.
I slid ma dick out ha pussy n busted all ova ha azz cheekz
Can't no nigga calling himself a player resist a Haitian queen, especially when she wiggles that thang around.
Mami and I knew we crossed dat line, but time seemed to stop as she let out a soft moan.
Ha wet juices dripped down her thighs as she slammed her hips back down on my cock.
Jessica's pussy sucked me right back in like a vacuum cleaner gone rogue.
No matter how I tried, I couldn't resist her - I stuffed her pussy full and hard.
Ahhhh fuck I started thrustin up into ha makin dat' azz' jiggle, ma dick wuz' soooo sensitive.
I reached round n' grabbed ha juicy cheeks pushin' n' pullin' hard.
As we listened to the miles roll by on da' open highway n' watched da scenery blur past our windows, Jessica an' I, we entered a带 trance as our souls entangled.
Thinkin somethin' so dirty an' nasty; dis hush-hush mixture between close homies. Shit, nothin' quite like it.
Livin' outta dat ole, beat-up RV, roamin' da coo'est spots in America, but never stayin' long in one spot. Total freedom - das da kind o' life dat'll have dat ass shakin' endlessly, liquor flowin' like a river, an' them late-night sessions lighting up da RV like the Vegas strip.
Nobody on this earth wus gonna tell us what ta do or when ta do it.
N dats fax in gon make dat' juicy booty any chance I git
People talk, ya know? Jealousy, envy, even hate got nuthin' on dis passion we let boil over in the front seat o' that whatcha-mach-call-it RV.
Ain't no goin' back.
Ain't no changin' da past.
All we can do iz face da fax an' keep movin' forward.
Some might say we trashin' our boyship, bein' disloyal, but I disagree.
I'd be stupid to not rearrange Jessica's guts
, especially when she bendin' over in front of me; Jealousy and envy would always be lookin' in, but they won't stop me from fuckin' that juicy ass whenever I get a chance.
Seeing dat' booty jiggle ment ery' thang to meh
Nuthing could keep my hands off o' dat thick, luscious Haitian booty, if you kno' wha' I'm talkin' bout.
Dass why I be up all night dreamin' 'bout grabbin' those big ol' cheekz, squeezin' and bouncin' that lil'chunk, suckin' and slappin', tryna give her every inch o' mi lovin'.
After dat' night wen me n Jessica fucked we became FWB(friend's with benefits) behind Mikey's back
We would sneak in da back o' da RV, jigglin' n' moanin', lettin' loose all them bottled-up feelings, enjoyin' da taste a true pleasure.
Me n Mickey, we go way back - childhood buddies, livin' on the same block since I could remember. Dat RV? He saved up for years so we could see America for our own damn selves, 'stead o' sittin' around watchin' lives go by from a coo' ghetto apartment.
Mickey is da type o' dude dat wouldn't sweat a damn thang if he lost it all - hell, I'd call 'em a real gangsta if most gangstas didn't be tryna fuck you up for sayin' 'em out loud.
Our friendship run long and deep, like a river o' memories and an ocean o' secrets. So ya get why I couldn't crush his heart so easy as puttin' my dick in Jessica. But damn she wuz damn near impossible to resist dat' azz' wuz' ta die fo ' - juicy and ripe like da' finest produce stand on da' corner. Hell, I knew I wuz playin' with fire and my best friend's heart.
I ain't afraid to admit it - I had da filthiest thoughts when it came to Jessica. When she be shakin' that thang, it felt like a damn sex goddess cast damnation over me. And yeah, that might seem like some bullshit, but tell me which nigga don't wanna hit dat'?
Jessica be that freaky Haitian queen, with a booty so phat jiggle got a nigga like me creamin' his draws.
So, as you can see, there ain't no goin' back now. We locked in this freaky-ass adventure, roamin' da countryside, livin' life on the edge of loyalty and lust. Mickey, my boy from da hood, don't suspect nothin', still rollin' through life like a damn fool, blissfully ignorant to all the backseat action'.
Mikey had to stop at a gas station right quick , slipped out and left Jessica n' me huddled up in the back.
She grinned at me, bit her lil' lip and wiggled dat juicy azz n' my dick stood at attention before I could stop it.
She twisted 'round and playfully popped my dick. "I see you miss me already, playa," she whispered, rubbin' her hands slowly up my thighs, stoppin' just before she hit paydirt.
I knew we wuz crossin' a line here, like in that movie "The Boyz N Da Hood", but, you know, different.
I looked back at Mickey, still pumpin' gas into our RV, not suspecting a damn thing. Den I looked back at Jessica, eyes heavy with lust n' desire she rips ma shorts off makin' ma dong fly out
Den she dropped down n' started suckin ma shit. She told me ta keep ma eyeson Mikey
, an' make sure he don't see what we doin'.
Like a motha-fucka on da hunt fo da sweetest honey, I watched every step Mikey made. He walked in da store, payin' for da gas n' a couple o' bags o' chips.
Dat leave me on da hunt fo Jessica's hunny pot. So, I grabbed her head n started movin it up n down slow n steady.
Ohh fucck! Jess was makin little sounds that went straight to my nuts.
I swear to God, that girl could suck a polar bear outta a popsicle. I gripped her hair and pushed her down deeper on my dick, holdin back a choke full'a groans.
She moaned low, ticklin' my shaft, and looked up at me like she was devourin' her favorite meal. Shit got so intense I had ta close my eyes. Every sound in the distance disappeared - just me, Jess, n’ tha RV couch
She wuz gaggin n choking on ma d
I gripped her hair tighter, shakin' my head. "Yo, he can't find out 'bout this!" She pulled back, lettin' me slip out her mouth with a pop. I picked ha up n threw ha on da bed n' told ha ta toot dat' azz' up
in da air.
Jessica ain't shy 'bout doin' what daddy tells her, so she did just that, spreadin' wider den a damn eagle to let ol' daddy smack dat azz'.
Shit, I couldn't resist da temptation n started squeezin n spankin ha azz like a drum, makin hits so hard her cheeks was jigglin like them cheap ass car alarms you hear goin' off in the hood. I ripped dem BOOTY shorts off. Ha azz' cheeks ery' thing I eva wanted
, big n' round. I slapped it, squeezed it, n' worshipped all seven wonders o' that phat azz.
She shook her thang n' wiggled it just so, jiggling dat chocolate deliciousness like a damn piñata at a 5-year-old's birthday bash. I had ta have a taste, and Jessica knowed it too
Before I could reach for ha drippin wet puss, she hopped off the bed an' turned 'round.
I couldn't help but have a taste o' that juicy peach. As I started eatin' her out, she started moanin' louder n' grindin' dat ass into my face. Shit, the whole RV felt like it was shakin' to our rhythm. My mind was racin', thinkin', "What the fuck am I doin'?" But I was long past savin' myself from this Haitian queen.
Afta dat' it wuz time ta give ha sum back shots .
I slid muh dick out ha pussy n jammed it rite up in dat azz.
It wuz tight n' warm juicy like a gourmet ass-sandwich.
A slow, steady push let dat azz get used ta muh cock.
Meanwhile, Jess' eyes rolled baack in her head.
"Oh, GAWD! Yesss, Damian!" she cried as her hips bounced in time with muh thrusts.
I reached around and grabbed her full, jiggling tits, squeezing 'em hard and pressin' my face into that juicy azz.
I moaned as I fucked her harder and faster, listenin' to her slippery pussy makin' obscene sounds as it swallowed my thick cock.
I slapped her ass cheeks as she cried out in pleasure. The RV seemed ta shake and rattle around us as I felt muh balls tighten; I couldn't hold back much longer.
I wuz tear up ha gutz , about ta cum all up in that azz I squeezed ha tighter n' jerked myself harder. It wuz more intense dan anythin' I ever had, and I knew right den n' there she made me her puppet, with the sweetest ass this side of the Mississippi.
"Aaaaahhhhh! Damian baby! DAT'S it! Mmmm... Fuck dis pussy! Oh yesss, dats it!" she screamed out.
Mikey wuz still inside da station, not suspectin' a damn thang.
My hands on her waist, pullin' her in close ta me
Jessica woz grindin' on my dick, feelin every inch of it.
Sum bystanders wuz watchin da RV shake n rattle. Dey also heard Jessica mo anin' loud af.
out how she loved dat dick bein plowed deep in her guts. Her body jiggled all ova, smackin against mine like a juicy fruit bouncin'.
Grabbin' Jessica by her hips, I watched my cock disappear inside her again an' again. She grit her teeth, moanin', "Damian, yes! Don't stop, baby. Fuck me harder!" My heart raced like I wuz on dat street in Rio, about to escape dese Brazilian police.
I wuz bout ta cum, afta she came I plopped ma dick out ha pussy spraying ma nut all ova ha ass cheeks, as she moaned n' gasped one last time.
Dey called it da big O.
I look back n see Mikey walkin back to da RV, den I look back at Jessica wit ha naked n ma nut on ha ass .
Jessica wuz gigglin just like a damn schoolgirl caught with panties down.
I didn't have time da clean dat shit off.
So I wiped my dick on her pants and threw dem back on her.
As Mikey opened da door n' stepped inside, Jessica is bent over ha bed wit ha laptop lookin innocent af
while I sat back down, actin' like nothin' just happened.
He looked over @ Jessica n asked, "You straight?
Da smell of sex reeked all ova da RV . I shot mi load right up on her ass n hadn't even had time ta clean up. But, she just smiled n gave me a wink, "Course, Damian. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Sho' nuff?" I muttered, eyes narrowed.
My dick felt like a fleshy nuke had gone off, leavin' me tenderized n' spent. I still couldn't believe what we just did behind my best friend's back.
I think da smell got ta Mikey cuz he looked around da RV like he smelled a bad fart.
"is it me, or does it smell like sex in hear?" Mikey axed , wrinklin' up his nose.
I chuckled nervously and shrugged, tryin' to play it cool. Jessica, she just grinned slyly, her eyes tellin' me she ain't afraid of no consequences. Den I glanced down at my dick, still out and throbbin', with a lil' bit o' our mixed spunk hangin' off the tip.
My heart started beatin' faster in my chest, almost burstin' right outta my damn skin.
That sluttish grin stretched 'cross her face as she pushed her juicy booty right in front of me, knowin' damn well what it did to me every time.
She swayed her hips from side ta side while starin' me dead in the eyes. It was like she wanted ta torture me, but I couldn't say shit. I just sat there watchin' that perfect ass ta mine, feelin' my dick get harder than steel and thicker than a 44-ounce Big Gulp.
Mikey sat on da couch wit us.