Today started off on the right track. My job as a wedding planner makes me happy, to make other people excited about starting their new lives. I met with the bride and her family about which type of floral arrangements they were seeking to have for her bouquet. They wanted something eye popping and exotic. So I chose an orange and Gerbera Daisies, peach carnations, and peach and orange roses with white stock. They seen how it would look once I shown them a picture of the arrangements and they were delighted with my choice. They made my job easier than any other bride I had by letting me choose.
As I left the building the wind damn near blew my pink and white floral sundress up. I man handled four bags in each hand and I held my car keys in my teeth. My car was only a few feet away but the wind made things much difficult for me. Of all things could happen at this moment, my white spring hat blew off my head and up the sidewalk. I turned and watched it; I turned back around and continued towards my car as I popped my trunk. I wasn’t in the mood to chase behind a $15 hat; there was no way I was going to drop my bags which had glass in there for the sake of that hat. When I placed my last bag in my trunk, someone tapped me on my left shoulder. I turned and seen the sun beam on this man that looked like he walked out of a GQ magazine. His almond eyes gleamed in the sun along with his curly short cut hair. His light complexion reminded me of my Aunt’s creamy butter toffee icing she used for her famous cakes. I couldn’t help but to wonder if he tasted like it.
“Excuse me lady, I think your hat was flying down the street.”
She smiled. “Well how do you know it’s my hat?”
“Uh, well you are the only lady with all those bags and that country looking dress, so I figured this country looking hat belong to you too.” He smiled with his thick lips.
She laughed. “Well I have to look professional for planning weddings. I have to look the part, ya know. I can’t just break out my tight fitting dresses. Besides, their groom may be a little jealous.”
“So you try to make yourself less attractive is what you saying.”
“You’re exactly right.”
“Well its not working for you, because you look good as shit.”
She smiled as she tried her hardest not to blush. She took her hat gently from his strong hands. “Thank you for my hat.” She put her trunk down and headed towards the driver side of the car.
He walked up behind her and whispered in her ear. “This may be out of the way and you may curse me out. I want you in the worst way and I want you tonight.” His deep baritone voice whispered in her ear.
The tiny hairs on the back of her neck began to rise up. She wished his lips would kiss the back of her neck. She turned around. She looked around to make sure nobody was listening. “I was thinking the same thing.”
His dimples revealed themselves as he smiled. He handed her a small flyer that looked like a business card. “Be here tonight.”
She took the card and agreed to the meeting.
I decided to wear my royal blue little dress with my black five inch stilettos. My hair held a lot of curls that I took the time to do. The night air embraced my body as I strutted towards the worn down looking brick building. I looked around and it was dark all around the building. I didn’t see any lights; I didn’t feel right so for safety reasons I turned back around until someone opened the steel door to the building. There he stood. He was wearing a black tee that revealed his nice arms that had plenty of tattoos. He had on black pants that fit loosely along with black shoes. I got closer to my car.
“You were about to leave me?”
“Considering this looks like an abandon building…yes.”
“Why you didn’t call me baby? My number is up there.”
“I don’t know your name.”
“Russell is my name.” He looked around to make sure no one was around. “Come on in. Nothing is going to happen that you don’t want to happen.”
She looked around nervously. She walked towards him and went inside of the building.
The inside of the building was dark with little lighting. As they walked through, she saw people making out. People were having sex everywhere. She never did anything out of the norm like this before. She leaned on the brick wall and looked around nervously.
A tall hippy brunette white woman approached her and asked her if she wanted to have fun.
“Um, no…no thank you.”
“Ooh, I see. You’re a voyeur.” Her bright red lips smiled and walked away to the next woman.
She held up the wall as she leaned harder from nervousness. She seen two women snorting coke, then they began to aggressively kiss each other. She watched as a couple that was married judging by their wedding bands was engaging in a threesome. A woman with sandy blonde hair stared her in her eyes as she went down on another woman. She looked away quickly.
“Don’t be shy.” Russell said as he began to kiss on her neck. He held two shot glasses of Patron for her to drink to relax her. She took the two shots a little too quick. He smiled and ran his fingers through her hair. She began to moan as his tongue wondered down to her DD’s. He took off her dress and thongs. He left her stilettos on.
An unknown woman with auburn curly locks walked over and began to suck on her other breast. She was tempted to push away but the feeling of two people on her gave her feeling of power. She moaned as they seductively sucked on her nipples. Auburn locks continued to kiss down to her stomach as she reached her river of wetness. Russell stripped down to nothing as he sat on the edge of the chair watching them in motion. He began to jack off as he watched auburn locks pleasing her. She moaned with every flicker of her tongue. She thought about Russell and began to run her fingers through the woman’s thick locks. She remembered it was a woman and pushed away. Russell sensed her wanting him so he went over to her and propped her thigh on his neck as he sucked on her clit. She felt better knowing it was a man and leaned back as he pleased her with every lick of his tongue. As she opened her eyes she seen this woman being fucked from the back and watching her bounce back and moan for more strangely turned her on. Russell got up from his knees and began to pick her up. He entered her as he fucked her against the brick wall. Her DD’s began to bounce from the extreme pleasure he was giving her.
She moaned for more and screamed obscenities in her native French language. That scared her because no man ever gave it to her that good that she began speaking her native tongue. He leaned her at the edge of a couch and began fucking her good. She bounced back and screamed. Her screams was turning him on as he smacked her ass. She watched this woman riding her mate as she bounced up and down faster. Watching her ride her mate turned her on and she began to ride Russell. Russell thick lips began to moan from the pleasure. He held onto her hips as she rode him faster.
A chocolate brother with locks that stopped at his hips was stroking his dick as he watched her ride Russell. He licked his tongue at her and she left Russell and walked towards him. Her heels clicked on the cement as she approached him with no conversation. She hopped on his thick dick and began to ride him like a champ. The moans of everyone around her serenaded her ears as she approached her level of pleasure. His thickness penetrated her walls with pleasure and she bounced up and down as she moaned. She leaned up to him and began to tongue him as they continued to go at it. She grabbed onto his locks and leaned back as she rode him faster. She kept going faster and faster and in unison they climaxed. She leaned up and kissed his lips.
Last night was the wildest night I had in ages. I had to be at the bride’s wedding on time to make sure everything turned out the way she dreamed. I hurriedly threw on a baby blue dress and rushed out the house along with my suitcase. When I arrived 20 minutes late, I looked around to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be. Everything looked great. I drove to the venue where we planned to hold the reception. I looked around to make sure everything was properly set. I took a seat as people began to show up. My head was still pounding from the numerous shots I decided to take last night and I leaned my head on my hand. Apparently I fell asleep and the brown skinned bride smiled at me.
“I’m sorry we ran you ragged trying to give us the perfect wedding. I’m glad you decided to stay with us to celebrate. Let me introduce you to my husband Terrance.”
I smiled. I stood up and couldn’t believe who I was staring eye to eye with.
There stood the chocolate man with the long locks. His eyes smiled briefly as he looked around uneasy. “It was nice to meet you. I heard nice things about you.”
His Jamaican accent serenaded her ears, just as his dick did last night……
TO BE CONTINUED.
©2011 LAVON HAYES