𝕮𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 、❛ 𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒.❜
❪𝖊𝖝𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖝𝖙 𝖆𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉!❫
⠀⠀⠀*⠀⁰⁰² THE PULSATING BEATS OF NAS'S iconic track 'Street Dream's' reverberated through the high-quality Cadillac speakers, engulfing the car's interior. Clifford, immersed in the beat, found himself involuntarily nodding his head to the infectious rhymes, while the 808's created a tingling sensation along his spine.
His hand, firm and open, whipped the steering wheel, his pink tongue moistening his lips as he effortlessly maneuvered through the New York streets. Their destination? None other than Cliff's homie Red's crib, where the gang would convene for their usual shenanigans of card games, libations, and an array of debauchery.
Cliff felt the intense gaze of his female companion searing into the side of his face, her lips slightly parted and nibbled upon as she couldn't help but admire his captivating features. The ginger hue of his skin, those bold, untamed brows, and the impeccably styled beard that outlined his visage, along with those luscious lips tinted with brown captivating and alluring. Even with the Regal blue durag that lay tied to his head, Kiona was sure she struck the lotto when she met him.
He cracked a silver smile, gazing at her from the corner of his eye, "Damn shorty, you mind if I have my face back?" He playfully teased her, causing her cheeks to flush as a shy smile crept onto her face. She hadn't even realized she was staring so intensely.
"My bad, my man just so fine, I mean, you always be on point, but there's just something about you that's got me feeling some type of way," she purred, her tongue grazing her lips seductively as she ran her pristine white French manicured nails against his du-rag.
The color of his cheeks matched the stoplight as he skillfully dodged eye contact. "Man, what you want? Acting all sweet and n'shit?"
She clicked her teeth. "I want you fool! looking all good, smelling good." She trailed off sizing him up.
Maybe it was ovulation week, but her lady parts were getting all worked up inside her underwear at every move he made. The sight of his well-defined tattooed muscles, showcased by his choice of a baggy customized jersey tank, had her all hot and bothered. The way he reclined I'm his seat, laid back, whipping the ride with the other hand on her thigh.
And to add the icing on the cake, the silver grillz in his mouth triggered her, the mere sight of them shiny dental accessories always made her think the nastiest thoughts.
Clifford couldn't help but sport a grin as his girlfriend showered him with sweet words. He caressed her smooth, caramel-hued gams, leaning in to plant a smooch on her cheek.
Kiona's hormones were raging as she sat in the passenger seat, bouncing her knee to keep her mind off the floodgates that were unleashing in her undies - all 'cause of his touch. She couldn't help but get all hot and bothered when she saw his inked-up, veiny hand. It had her mind wandering to some X-rated thoughts if you catch my drift.
Meanwhile, as Cliff's eyes stayed fixed on the road ahead, a mischievous grin crept across her face, her nails danced teasingly up his thigh.
"Aight now, Kiona," he warned, shooting her a cautious glance while she maintained an innocent expression.
"What I do?" she teased, suppressing her smile by biting her lip.
With a quirk of his lips, he responded to her feeble attempt at feigning innocence. "You know exactly what you doin', don't act like I won't pull this muh'fucka over."
"Nah, I'd rather you keep drivin', you know? I wanna try something," she challenged, locking eyes with him and aching with desire. Her hand slowly rose, reaching for her desired destination, gripping his manhood through the fabric of his jeans.
Cliff's chest tightened as he felt his breath catch, his lip caught between his teeth in response to the sensation of her hand caressing his manhood. He was well aware of her intentions, but he couldn't help but ask, "What you tryna get into?"
Leaning from the passenger seat, Kiona's titties spilled out of her baby pink halter top, accentuated by the gold chain he copped for their anniversary, nestled in between.
"Unzip your pants," she whispered her pink pierced tongue licking the side of his face.
Clifford bit his lower lip with such intensity that he anticipated it would draw blood. He was glad invested in tinted windows, as the ride came to a halt at the red light. With an urgent motion, his hands swiftly took care of his belt and zipper, revealing glimpses of his Calvin Kleins. Kiona wasted no time, reaching into his pants and reclaiming what rightfully belonged to her.
She couldn't help but drool at the sight of his throbbing phallus, its heft, and heat in her hands. She was all about that visual, taking in the fine-ass pink tip and the smooth chocolate shaft. Her dainty hand couldn't even wrap around the whole thing, but she was still trying to give it a go.
A grin spread wide across her face, she glanced up at his amused look through her eyelashes, as she bent down in his lap; the sounds of slurping echoing in the air, as her tongue stud grazed against his tip, leaving him arching his back in ecstasy.
"Ouuu fuck!" he groaned, his face all twisted up in pleasure, tryna retrain from grabbing her finger waved head due to not wanting to hear her going off later about him messing it up. Instead, he found solace in her curves, getting a fine grip on her ass that was tooted in the air. Kiona playfully slapped the head against her tongue, teasingly, before she effortlessly engulfed the entire thing in her mouth, her hands firmly gripping the shaft.
As she did so, he felt his toes curling inside his timbs, and a resounding smack landed on her backside. "Shit! Kiona-" he exhaled a sharp curse, his hands tightly grasping the steering wheel. His eyes fixated on the traffic light, which abruptly shifted to a vibrant shade of green, compelling him to press down on the gas pedal.
Meanwhile, Kiona skillfully moved her head in a rhythmic motion, pleasuring him with her mouth. The sensation was intense, saliva accumulating and cascading down, leaving a tantalizing trail along his balls. Cliff battled with his focus, trying to keep his eyes on the road and make it to Red's, but also trying to view the mesmerizing act happening to him without swerving off the road.
He said a silent prayer under his breath that God would give him strength so they don't crash, as he looked down at his lover using her throat.
Spit mixed with precum drizzled from her chin to her breast as she was giving him the sloppiest top, pulling it from her mouth with a pop- patting it on her plump lips, she exclaimed, "Mmm daddy, you taste so good!" Her voice pierced the air as she looked up at the male, who struggled to maintain his composure.
Cliff was squirming in his seat, the sound of the car vrooming could be heard as he was exceeding the speed limit, brows furrowed, and eyes rolling. He snaked the toffee-colored shorts from her backside, exposing a midnight-black thong nestled snugly between her buttocks.
With a flurry of forceful slaps, he delivered a symphony of stinging sensations to her ass, observing the satisfying ripple effect it produced.
He slid her thong down her thighs, the scene reminiscent of peeling off the lush green skin of an aloe vera plant. Her panties were drenched with desire, utterly ruined by her overwhelming arousal.
"Damn, you got this pussy all soaked for me?" he rumbled, biting his lip seductively. "Mmmhmm..." Kiona drawled, her voice dripping with fervor, as he plunged his finger inside her, scooping up a generous serving of her sweet nectar before sensually licking it off his fingers.
He reached behind her; his fingers toying with her clit like scratching a record, as she gawked him up harder, her back arching higher. he felt his right eye twitch shut, the vibrations from her moans making his legs feel numb, he was cumming any second now.
"Sh-Shit baby- chill!" He pleaded but she ignored him and pulled his length out her mouth stopping at the tip before hollowing her cheeks, shoving his dick down her throat, stopping at the pubes.
Cliff felt himself going crazy feeling like he was about to lose control of everything- a storm threatening to uproot everything in its path.
Abruptly, his car screeched to a halt on the side of the road, face scrunched up and toes bunched up in his shoes, "Oh-Oh shit-Kiona fuck!" He rasped as he released his babies down her throat.
Kiona fearlessly consumed his serum, the creamy white liquid cascading down her throat. the milky liquid mixed with salvia dripping from the corner of her mouth, forming a mesmerizing combination of white and clear droplets. Rising from her bent position, she delicately scooped up the surplus liquid with her fingernail, savoring it with every stroke against her tongue. The taste was pure bliss, evoking a satisfied hum from deep within her throat.
Clifford's chest heaved up and down he peered through lowered eyes, in astonishment. "Shit, shorty, you so fuckin nasty!" She let out a throaty laugh before leaning in, their faces so close they could feel each other's breath.
"Only for you papa," she revealed as he flexed his tongue, while she slid hers against his, their mouths trading spit as they got lost in a sloppy lip lock, the sounds of their kiss echoing throughout the car.
Kiona's plump lips parted from his with a gentle tug on his bottom lip, leaving a slick and shimmering trail of salvia that stretched like a sticky spider's web between them.
The piercing sound of Cliffs' Nokia 5110 abruptly interrupted their moment, diverting their attention to the incoming call. Without a doubt, it was Red on the other end, likely seeking an explanation for their whereabouts. In an effort to compose himself, Cliff discreetly cleared his throat, attempting to gather his thoughts before bringing the phone to his ear.
"Yo?"
"Yooo where y'all fools at? we about to start playing cards and shit but we holding out for y'all! Tina keeps talking shit, that's why I'm about to kick her ass in spades! Anyway, what's happening?"
" My bad dawg, I got stuck in some crazy traffic," he said, peeping Kiona who was wiping her face with a napkin, getting rid of the remnants of what they had just done. She glanced at him and passed a napkin his way, and he took it.
"Look, just give me five minutes, god, and I'll be there, I promise. He said into the receiver, wiping off the sweat from his forehead. Cliff ended the call, hitting the red button with a flick of his thumb before sliding the phone into the cup holder like it was nothing.
He began zipping up his pants when he looked over to his girl, who giving him that look again. The one that had him ready to ravish her in every possible way. "Yo sexy ass," he chuckled with a sly grin, pulling her close for another wet kiss.
"You lucky we gotta bounce, but best believe gon finish where we left off." he added, starting up the engine and speeding back onto the lane.
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ⵌAUTHORS NOTE 💻・⸝⸝﹒₊˚﹕﹒❛ YOOOO! a new imagine or whatever....I honestly think I'm getting better at these hol on??? what y'all think? ❜
(ignore any fuck ups, I'll fix that shit later I been working on this since 2am.)