D'Kass Black Present Jail's Bait: Doin Da Time (Book 2)

Author's Note: This chapter contains straight sex. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Ms. Jean

I sat at my favorite windowsill in my bedroom, starin at the picture again.  It was so old it was bout ta be scrap, but I still kept it like it was new, all taped up, ol’ an ripped as it was.  A pile of newer lookin pictures lay in an open shoebox on my bed, but I never looked at those, ‘cause HE wasn’t in em.  I looked at that picture at least once a day for the last 22 years.  He was so handsome in his red Lee’s and that short ‘fro, I thought I was gonna die whenever he passed by me in school.  I made myself available to him to where he actually thought we were ‘best friends’ and shit.  I swore curses on them every day since the ol bastard chose that heifer ass bitch over me.

Sure I was her best girlfriend, even was a bridesmaid at their wedding… but when Claire got her mutha-fuckin hooks into MY man, I almost got out my father’s gun an shot the bitch- I wanted to shoot that bitch just because.  But I kept my cool, pulled out a pack of my favorite chewin gum an jus ground that shyt down to rubber in my mouth watchin MY man marry that bitch.  I kept starin at the picture in my hand, rememberin the last time he and I was together…

We were still in high school, and hung out mostly wit each other, had sex a couple of times just for sumthin to do… at age 17 I was the sexiest… I was 5’4, my Angela Davis ‘fro was always done up with a cinnamon scarf, my Press-On’s always glowed with the matchin colors to my outfits, and I wore nothin but the coolest Sergio Valente hip huggin jeans, and I filled all the rite places just perfect..!  I had the pretty brown shades with pointy tities and a fat ass, and I hung out with the b-boys in the school.

 

One of the most popular was my MAN, Danny Clark, and Danny would always be dressd REAL COOL, BABY- all of 6’1, skinny az heelll, his large ass ‘fro, with the Black Power fist Afro-pick fo-ever stickin up out of it,  the Lenny Kravitz low cut velvet moonshirt with the crispy cuffs in his Lee corduroy jeans, I swear he had a pair for eery color of the rainbow; I liked the red ones better, ‘cause you could see all that luscious dick restin on the side of his leg when he wore THOSE.

 

I grabbd for his dick eerytime I saw him wear the red Lee’s, and he thought I was just funnin on him an shyt.  I was really tryin my best to make that dick jump for me, he sho-nuf made my juicy pussy twitch and jump when I looked at dem red Lees…  One day we was sittin out in back of school, cuttin class, smokin a joint he had just rolled wit sum left-over Bam-Bou he found in his pocket.

 

I had on my brown shades with a gold blouse an flower kulats, silver half moon earrings and my favorite Muslim moon-n-star symbol on a silver chain round my neck.  We was doin like usual, cuttin class smokin, an fightin over which movie star could fuck.  Of course I liked that Shaft nigga, cause he looked like he could make a bitch pussy SING, baby..!  (He had on the red Lees that day…)

 

“Babygirl, I tol you I aint about no niggas dick!!” Danny had shouted at me, makin me laugh more so from his gettin mad than from smoking that joint.

 

“Nigga I bet if he put that on you, yo ass would climb like a monkey!!!” I joked some more, jumpin up an runnin from Danny, who jumped up behind me.

 

“You just wish a nigga like Shaft would ‘shaft’ you,” he said, pickin up a stone an throwin it at me.

 

I dodged out the way.  “Nigga you aint sayin nuthin,” I shouted back, laffin at him.  “You WISH a bitch like Cleopatra Jones would throw her dirty panties on you, cause she’s a WHOOOLE LOTTA WOMAN!!”

 

He ran after me then, that determined look in his eye to catch me, runnin as hard as he could, but he was mo high than I was, hash would never make me buzzd as quick as middle-class Danny Clark, who aint lived the street life I did.  He chased me to the garbage bin behind the school where I had seen an ol mattress tossed out the week before, so I ran rite for it, pretending to trip so when he turned the corner he could fall on top of me, which he did.  We laffed while he tried to tickle me.

 

“Stop, stop,” I said (not meanin none of that shyt), while getting under his legs wit my own and bucking up, pressin hard against his dick.  I knew I’d get that shyt hard, and POP, there it was, suddenly stiff like a board.

 

“Now see what u dune did,” he looked at me wit lust in his red eyes, half closed from the joint.

 

I reached up an stuck my tongue in his mouth, and he slid his back and forth over my lips as his jeans tented up even harder.  We crushed our lips together as he grabbed my waist, makin it hard for me to get his pants down and my kulats too.  While he caressed our tongues together he slid off our jeans the rest of the way and pushed my legs apart.

 

OHHH BABY, this is what I was waitin on.

 

My hot pussy was so wet from wantin him, it opened up with a moist sound when my legs spread like a gymnast and shit.

 

“Ahhh, damn baby,” he whispered, hearin that shit.  “Yo pussy iz all sweated up for me already, girl..?” and he slid his body down the length of mine to look in between my spread open legs, as I breathed in and out; so ready for him I liked-a died if he aint get up in here… then he stuck his head down there lightnin fast, this big ol ‘fro smashed in between my legs, an then my world spun when his tongue pushed past my hairy pussy lips an up to touch my clit, where it started swirlin around an around.

 

Danny was moanin loud, makin my tremblin pussy give up squshin, munchin sounds.  My huge, heavy tities rose like spears an shit as a rush ran through my whole body.  Danny was makin my legs have a mind of day own, cause day clamped around his head as he dug his tongue deeper into my pussy, nibblin an chewin on the walls, givin my pubic hair a spit bath, lappin me up like I was gravy at the dinner table.

 

“Ahhhh, Danny BAYYYBIE…” I moaned and thrashed around and around on that ol beat up mattress.

 

“Shhh…” he said, comin up for air, his face drippin wet wit my sweet hot pussy juice.  He slid his body back on up to me, my legs held open by his arms, an he stuck his large, drippin tongue in my mouth as he rammed his big, 9 inch thick cut mushroom head monster dick up in me all at once, makin me cry out an jerk but his mouth covered mine, so no one heard me scream out, I knew he had planned that shit like that.  His tongue tasted like the deepest parts of my juicy ass pussy, and it turned me on, makin me gasp with pleasure as he ground that big black dick in deeper.  He then ran his tongue down my neck and clamped his mouth down on my left tity, suckin like it was a vaccum, and I groaned loud, grabbin his head while that big black long ass dick filled me deeper than what I had ever felt before, and I began to buck back and forth on it, as he licked and flicked his tongue across my rock hard achin nipples, biting them and tuggin at em both as he grabbed my legs, stretched em wider, and suddenly slammed that dick into my wide open, wet drippin hairy fat pussy again and again, fillin me up to the hilt an then pullin it almost all the way out, then slammin it back in again.

 

 I could just feel the flared head of this 17 yr ol’ teenage dick pushing the passion in and outta my hungry pussy lips, and my legs just struggled as he bunched his muscles, makin em spread eagle wide in his fists.  I grabbed his neck, makin long scratches on his shoulders every time he pushed that dick hard into me.  He moaned, buryin his head in my shoulder, startin to bite the skin as he twisted his dick around and up and down, drivin his fat dickhead to the side, stretchin the left side of my pussy, then stretchin the rite side.

 

Chills of lust rushed though me, getting stronger with each thrust of that meaty heavy ass dick, which swirled around inside me like it was growin stiffer an longer.  A serious wave of lust was rising in me like I ain't never have in my LIFE- I was suddenly bucking wild, the constantly pounding thick black dick in me was causin large waves of liquid to spill outta my juicy, wild pussy like never before…

 

“AHHHH DANNYYY FUCK MEEE BAAABBYYYYY, OH YEAHHHHH AAAHHHHHHRRRRGGGHHH,” I cried as waves of passion swept through me.  I scratched up his back and my Press-On’s broke.  I clamped down on his legs as his fat, hairy balls banged and banged against my drenched pussy lips, takin me past all control.  My back arched up off the mattress, titties leakin and stiff, still caught up in my orgasm, pure juice spillin from my hairy, wet battered pussy onto the mattress, and Danny, long-strokin me over and over again, forcing my legs wide as he pumped large amounts of big black dick into my wide hole, suddenly lost it.

 

“AHHHHH GIRLLL YEEAHHH BAAABBYYYY TAKE MY CUMMMM BITCH, YEAH YEAAAHHH!!!!” And I felt his big, long thick dick shoot off large spurts of cum into my hungry pussy, which clamped down harder an lapped that shit up til it disappeared inside the warm, wet hairy darkness.  He bit down on my shoulder, drawin blood as more an more shots of his heavy cum filled my wet, hairy hole, and louder squishin sounds filled the area.  We grabbed each other tight as our passion gripped us up and then …let go.

 

We collapsed on each other, Danny’s dick still buried deep in my pussy, which was clenchin up around it like it ain't wanna see that fat juicy black dick leave.  I felt his balls still movin around, he was still lettin off them last spurts of cum up in there.  “Damn, Babygirl,” he smiled at me, “that was baby-makin cum rite there, huh?”  He reached over an kissed me…

“…that was baby-makin cum rite there, huh…”  I reminisced, holding that picture in my hand of 17 year ol Danny Clark smilin at me, realizin just then that my thighs were wet.  I always got that wet whenever I thought about that last day we cut school, it was the last time we ever fucked, because Claire moved to our hood rite after that, and he was over the moon for that bitch.

It was all my fault, I knew that… I aint ever tell him that us fuckin meant more to me than just that, an when we were 22 years old, right after he got married to that BITCH Claire, I hooked up wit Joe Hill, Malik’s father… he was a lawyer, 28 years old an had a lil money on him, so I stupidly thought I could forget Danny…

‘But Joe outta the picture now,’ I thought, placin Danny’s picture back in the shoebox and puttin the box away.  I knew it was gonna be hard pressed for Danny not to tell Joe bout Malik, but I aint lettin nuthin happen no got-damn way.  “He ain't never been no father to Malik, and now my son GOT a real daddy... the one he shoulda had to begin with anyway,” I nodded to myself, smilin.

I knew that Malik’s meetin up with Danny to be his role-model/ mentor was not only fate an destiny, it was just the first step.  If I played my cards rite, my son and the love of my life could be ‘father and son’, for real… and I’d finally get my Danny back.  Somehow I felt that the whole plan rested on how I flowed with Lamar, Danny’s son by that bitch Claire.   I had NO IDEA that this lil boy comin around my house all these years was Danny’s son..!  As sexy as he is, I should have known… and since Danny’s son an my son were already best friends, it was only a matter of time until I got Lamar on my side…