Trick

by Shae Sanders

“Look, I’m trying to be a gentleman. I’m doing the best I can. Don’t clown me.” “That’s sweet, Denard. It really is.” I let my eyes drift back to her face. She was moving the bar of soap around in her hands, working up a lather. “Do you mind if I wash you?” “Fuck, no,” I answered, and she giggled as she put her hands on my shoulders.

“Shit,” she whispered as she came down. “That felt so good.” “Mm. I have a question, ma cherie.” “Yes?” “Can I taste it?” “Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”

As I stroked in and out of her, I started rethinking something. “Are you on birth control?” I asked as I stared at her reflection. “No. Why?” she answered, her face frowned up with pleasure. “Because I don’t wanna pull out. I don’t think I can.” She bit her lip. “Then don’t.” She wasn’t supposed to say that.

“I’d rather experience it first. Then after, I run that shit back and commit it to memory.” “Mm. Are you gonna remember my pussy?” “Fuck. Yeah, I am. You gon’ remember this dick?” “Yes!” she cried out as I hit her with a long stroke. “Shit. You’re gonna make me cum.” “Again?” “Yeah,”

“Nah, I can’t let you do that. We’re still on a date. I have to feed you more than dick.”

“The stuff is called Love Potion. She said it had pheromones in it and that it would attract you to me.” He shook his head. “That shit sounds so stupid coming out of my mouth right now but it seemed legit at the time. And it’s Halloween. What better time to listen to a witch than on Halloween?”

“Look, I was nervous. I know I’m not the kind of guy you usually date. I was willing to try anything. Except be myself, obviously.”

He chuckled and pulled back to ask, “Are you in a hurry?” I reached down and into his boxers to pull that dick out and without a word of warning, I eased myself down onto it. That was my answer, and when he sucked in a slow breath and gripped my ass, I assumed it was the right one.

“No, bitch, we’re having sex! I’m sitting on his dick right now, okay? Can I go now?” Both Denard and Star were cracking up but I was irritated. “Say no more, fam. Do your thing. Ride that dick into the sunset and call me later.”

“Get on your hands and knees,” he commanded, gentle but authoritative. So I did that shit. Gladly.

I knew it was reckless but every now and then, a dick crosses your path and makes you do things you would never do otherwise. I would have never guessed Denard would be the one. He tricked me. And I was glad.