Don’t ask me how I ended up half-naked in my bed with Drummer at this point…because I promise you I had every intention of making him sleep on the couch…
WARNING: EXTREMELY SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT CONTAINED HEREAFTER. ALL FAMILY MEMBERS OF MINE KINDLY REFRAIN FROM READING BEYOND THIS POINT. SERIOUSLY…DON’T FUCKING READ IT! I’M NOT KIDDING, MOM! EVERYONE ELSE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. AND DON’T SAY I DIDN’T WARN YOU…MUFUCKAAAAAS.
In my bed behind me, I hear and feel Drummer moaning and whining,
“I’m sorry…I want you so bad…”
With every plea of his I feel a sharp surge of sensations rush throughout me, as if each of his words is running up my thigh and around my clitoris to drive me out of my FUCKING MIND!
Sweating and rocking in the fetal position, I cup my vajay as she increasingly responds to Drummer with every passing second.
“Stop it down there!” I internally reprimand her.
I could swear I’ve never been this turned on before.
Head: You better not do it, Jayla! He already told you he just wants to be friends! What’re you just gonna be his easy, gaping HOLE that he can stick his DICK in whenever he wants?!
Vajay Jay: YESSS!!!!! OMG PLEASE!!!! He’s sooooooooooooo good with his tongue…tell your head to shut the fuck up! Besides sex on X is the best YAAAY! We haven’t done this shit since high school!! Come on…it’ll be fun…
Head: Yeah fun until he slaps you in the face with his DICK cuz he doesn’t RESPECT YOU!
Vajay Jay: Oh hush…You’d be lucky to get slapped in the face with a dick…trust me it feels great.
Head: Ya know YOU’VE been getting us into a lot of WEIRD situations lately…If it wasn’t for me and my fucking AWESOMENESS we could’ve gotten MURDERED the last time! I’M TAKING OVER TONIGHT!
Vajay Jay: OK well YOU’RE the one who convinces her to pay $75 a month to make me look like a FUCKING BALD IDIOT! So I deserve to have someone’s face rubbed against me, God dammit!
Head: Ahh…shit…you have a point…
AAAAAH! I CAN’T FUCKING TAKE IT ANYMORE!
OK, Jayla…maybe it’ll be fine if we just play for a little bit…
In one swift motion, I immediately roll over and pin down Drummer between my legs, straddling across him with my pussy resting on top of his hard dick.
I grab him up forcefully behind the neck to pull his lips onto mine.
Our lips and our tongues now fold insidiously over and around one another as we both let out soft, long sighs…our arms and bodies connecting like the last puzzle pieces that are finally fitting into place.
As I graze my tongue under his and suck on his top lip, I can taste the Jack Daniels in and around his mouth.
Suddenly I’m even wetter than before.
My breath quickens, my heart races, and my nipples are at full attention.
Feeling my chest flushing hot, I let out a soft, satisfied moan and slowly start grinding on top of him.
God damn…I’m such a sucker for the taste of Jack on a fiiiiiiine set of lips.
Drummer kisses, sucks, and licks me like this moment could very well save him from death, hungrily devouring my lips and tongue with his own and pulling me tighter against him, his one hand in my hair and the other on my back.
I then tuck my fingers under his shirt, yank it up and off, and toss it on the floor to my right, breaking our carnal connection for just a moment.
I grab and grip his biceps hard with both hands as I suck on his bottom lip.
JESUS his arms got big…
I move down to bite his arm.
Mmmmmm his muscle in my mouth makes me melt.
Now sliding my shirt off too, Drummer tosses it on the floor next to my chihuahua, who’s wildly crying and pleading to come onto the bed.
NOT NOW YOU ASSHOLE!
If she were on the bed right now she’d be humping her stuffed teddy bear beside us.
The sounds of our heavy breathing, subtle moans, and my chihuahua’s whimpers fill the air, as Drummer moves my hair behind my shoulders and exposes my bare chest.
Slowly running his tongue across my collar bone inward, Drummer then lightly sucks on my neck and kisses me right under my jaw line.
Ahhhh….fuck….I’m falling weak in his arms.
I squeeze him tighter between my thighs as I drip through my panties.
With his hands at the nape of my back, Drummer then starts licking and kissing the top of my breast…
Holy shit…he’s going in for my kill zone!
He then gently moves me away from him and runs his tongue from the underside of my right tit and up between them both, now running circles around each one of my nipples with his wet tongue, sending salacious chills throughout my entire body.
My pussy is in a soaking wet frenzy as I arch my back, grab fist-fulls of my hair, and choke out, “Oooooh my FUCKING GOD………!”
My senses now submitting to waves of Molly-induced madness while I pulse my hips on top of him, I feel Drummer press his wet lips around my nipple as both of his hands move from the nape of my neck and back down to grab my ass.
AAAAAAAAAAAAWW HELL NAAAAAAAAW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let me take a moment right now to describe my Money-Maker Mantra:
Flashback to 2001 when I was just this 4’11, seemingly over-weight adolescent girl struggling to fit in.
Growing up as a short, brown girl in white-suburban, upper-middle class New Jersey…I can’t quite say I was too fond of my disproportionately large bubble butt.
In high school, all the beautiful, skinny, fair-skinned white girls had these super-model bodies in size 0 jeans with their SOMEHOW perfect skin and flawless frames…
I fucking envied them all.
Constantly comparing myself to the stunningly gorgeous skinny girls at school, I considered myself FAT and FUGLY with my brown skin, huge butt, and thick thighs.
I used to fantasize about having plastic surgery to take the fat from my ass and put it in my tits…I used to walk around my prim and preppy Catholic school convinced that they all saw me as such: The short, fat brown girl who doesn’t belong.
Awful things I told myself as a teen, I tell ya.
But shiiiiiiiiiiiiit, NOW?
Now, what I lack in tits I make up for in ass and wit.
After YEARS of coming to terms with and finally falling in love with my curves and the fact that I had a grab-able, bouncy booty, my ass has become my most prized asset.
Pun intended, yes.
It’s gotten me into a SHITLOAD of trouble over the years…but it sure as FUCK has gotten me out of more.
NOT EVERYBODY gets to touch this thing, either…
Just ask Drama what happened the first time he tried!
OK, OK…so let’s get back to right now:
Drummer and I are supposedly friends…Drummer now has his “FRIEND” hands on my ASS…my BABY…my MOST SACRED BODY PART.
In a lightning quick impulse, I aggressively tear Drummer’s hands from my butt and FORCE them together above his head.
Holding his wrists together with my right hand, I immediately lean to my left and open my nightstand drawer.
Pulling out a long, skinny, white, leather belt, I bind together Drummer’s wrists.
Our eyes still locked on one another, I begin looping the belt in figure-8 motions, finally fastening it tightly in place.
I can’t help but wickedly grin the entire time.
He doesn’t object once.
“Try to get out of this right now” I command him.
He attempts to yank his wrists apart.
“Friends don’t do this shit, do they?” I slowly taunt him.
Drummer breathes heavily with his eyes locked on mine.
Still holding my gaze, he shakes his head slowly.
Grabbing his chin forcefully in my hands, I tease him, “You’re damn right they don’t” as I scoff and slap his cheek.
Still straddled atop his chest, I now move to my right nightstand and pull out a brown, satin eye mask.
I swear I don’t keep this shit on hand for moments like this!
Would I be doing this if I WEREN’T on drugs?
Drummer doesn’t move.
With his wrists now bound above his head, he slowly and innocently asks, “What…are…you doing?”
Shit, I could ask myself the same question at this point.
Meeting my face to his, I place my pointer finger over his lips and softly state, “Sshhhh…don’t speak.”
And I cover his eyes.
He takes in another deep breath as I run my tongue slowly across his bottom lip and gently suck on it.
GOD I love the way his lips feel on mine.
I can’t wait to sit on top of them.
Drummer forces himself forward, feeling for my lips and tongue with his.
He looks so hot all blindfolded and tight up.
I could get used to this.
Drummer attempts to wrap his bound arms around me…but I’m too quick.
Before I’m embraced, I push Drummer’s arms back above his head onto the pillow and get up off him.
“You stay right there,” I instruct him.
I then slide off his boxers and toss them on the floor.
Still wet in my red lace panties, I walk around the side of the bed and put my iPod on its speaker dock.
Shuffling through my playlists, I stop at “THE FUCKING LIST.”
Yes…I have a playlist for when I fuck…but I’ve never even used it before, OK?!
I blast the volume as I hear the slow electronic snare blast from the speakers.
It’s “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails.
(Click HERE to listen along)
*The song playing in the background: You let me violate you…*
Sitting back on top of Drummer, I point my finger on his forehead and menacingly state, “I told you not to fucking touch me…”
He says nothing and instead continues to breathe heavily beneath me.
*You let me penetrate you…*
I take his dick firmly in my right hand and place the left in my panties to pet myself.
Yup, no denying it at this point: I fucking want this.
I start stroking Drummer up and down and he lets out a loud moan.
Damn, man, I can only imagine what a touch so simple must feel like for him right now.
Mmm…I’m getting even hotter just thinking about it.
I then reach my fingers deep inside myself and cock my head back, letting out a loud moan in return as my entire body throbs with thrills and chills at the touch of my own hand.
THAT’S what it must feel like for him.
I then pull out my soaked fingers and shove them straight into Drummer’s mouth, my other hand still wrapped tightly around him.
Me: *commanding him* Taste me.
Drummer instinctively begins lasciviously licking up my fingers.
Me: How do I taste?
Drummer: *as he continues to lick up every drop of me* Fucking delicious baby.
Me: I bet you want more, don’t you?
Drummer: *nodding and still licking and sucking on my fingers* Oh yeah…
“Help me get away from myself!”
Without replying, I stand up over Drummer, pull down my panties, and step out of them.
Sitting myself back down on him, I taunt, “I’m gonna have my way with you now…and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”
“I wanna fuck you like an animal…”
I then roll my panties into a ball and shove them in Drummer’s mouth…then I turn around on top of him and take him deep inside mine.
We are definitely not friends.