Sinnamon & Golds

by Lady Marie

gold grill covering his bottom row of teeth on display. The mustache and goatee that framed his plump lips only added to the package.

I loved a nigga with a grill, and this one? This one looked like he talked big shit and carried a big dick to match.

“Okay, you might’ve ate that a lil’ bit.” But shit, I’d rather have you eating me. “So, one bold stranger to another, how can I help you?”

“Uh-uh, girl, don’t be manhandling me just ‘cause you about to get caught hopping from cousin dick to cousin dick. It’s a good thing I don’t like coochie, or we’d all be in trouble.”

“Respectfully, thick mama, don’t ever in your life compare me to that weak ass nigga.” Standing up and making my way around the island until I was standing right in front of her, I made sure to add, “Real always recognizes real, and he’s never looked familiar.”

As he said the last line, I peeked through my lids and saw him looking directly at me. What type of nigga used prayer to flirt? My type of nigga, honestly.

Noteddddd

“Ain’t nobody ever told you it ain’t trickin’ if you got it?” I shot back. “Damn, Vontae, guess you just don’t have it or her, huh?”

Leaning in, not giving a fuck who might have been paying attention, I whispered, “I said now. Gimme that shit right here where everyone can see. Where Von can see.”

I would Have lost it

didn’t give one shit, and I made sure both he and Sinnamon knew it when I brought my thumb to my lips and sucked her flavor clean off of it.

My type of nasty

“But correct me if I’m wrong. Didn’t I say something earlier about watching your tone when you talk to her?”

“That we always gonna have a problem when he’s fucking with what’s mine.” My pussy clenched at his words.

Without making the conscious choice to do so, I pulled him from my mouth. Taking my hand from between my legs, I transferred the juices coating my fingers onto his dick. “Your freaky ass,” he chuckled as I swallowed his dick once again. The way he tasted, his salty glaze mixed with mine, had me moaning uncontrollably. We tasted so fucking good, but I wanted more.

“And you fucked up when you let me in this motherfucka, didn’t you?” “I diiiiid.” A moan slipped from my lips. “Fuck, Golds.”

“This my shit now,” he said, breaking the kiss. I was out of breath but still managed to retort, “Is that what you think?” “Shorty, that’s what I know.”

Shorty was on demon time and got her lick back in spades. I was not mad at all.