All About Fucked Up And Funky Fun In The City That Never Sleeps... Every Person/Character In The Story Has A Real Life And/Or Entertainment Biz Connection To New York City... Or The Surrounding Area... Now... YO!... LET'S GET THIS FUCKIN' THING STARTED!... YANKEES!!!
My apartment... West Village... Chef Anne Burrell brought dinner over...
"That was damn good lasagna, baby. Damn good."
"Mmmmmmmmmm. (Mumbling around my dick)... Thank you baby."
I push Anne's head down further on my cock, as I put the plate the lasagna was on, on the coffee table. I fucking love Anne's hair. All spiky and blonde. A real sexy do.
Her spit is all over my crotch. It's been rolling down my tattooed... yellow stars with white trim... shaft for the last twenty minutes. I'm enjoying Anne's top notch BJ for damn sure. That bitch can suck a dick better than she can cook... and that's saying something.
Her lips tighten on my thick meat, feeling it pulse harder in her mouth. She knows I'm ready to shoot.
I hold my chef friend's platinum blonde haired head on my shaft as she bobs faster and faster on my dick, her spit racing out of the corners of her mouth, right down my shaft. My left hand cupping and playing with her hanging right titty. She's on her knees beside the couch, sucking me silly. I'm laying on the couch grinning oh so happily.
Anne's incessant, sleazy moaning making me chuckle and grin even happier. My precum bathing her fast licking tongue as she laps at my shaft as it pistons in and out of her mouth.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Anne gets about ten inches down her throat right as I start skeet dumping down her throat.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. (Mumbling around my cock again)... Soooooooo good. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Anne drinks my gooey sperm shake with pure cum glee and jizz eating euphoria. I just lay back on the couch and blaze up a joint, riding out my cum high, as I keep on pumping my mighty load right down her sexually hungry gullet. My cock twitching and tingling so pronounced and so stimulated in Anne's throat. She only gags a little. Some cum flavored spit shooting out of her mouth when she coughs. She wipes it up with her fingers and rubs them together for me, winking extra slutty at me as she very enthusiastically gobbles down my pearly white sex treat.
When Anne finally pulls off of my spit covered dick, she immediately sucks her spermy fingers clean, loudly smacking her lips after she sucks down my nut cream all slutty for me. She blows me an extra large kiss as I keep on playing with her big soft titty, then she dives down, and fiercely sucks my tattooed dick totally dry and spotless. Taking her time as I lay back and smoke, grinning pimp wide, very much enjoying the ride. Ha.
Chef Anne Burrell and I are real close friends. We've been dating for about two years, and fucking the whole time. She's one of my best chicks. One of many, but still one of my best, and one of my favorites.
"Yo."
"Babe... what the fuck happened? You didn't pick me up from work."
"Oh shit. Sorry, baby. I thought Spence (The King Of Queens) was gonna pick you up."
"No. He's got a date. I wanted you to pick me up. Geesh."
"Sorry, baby. I can come now."
"No. Don't bother. I'm on the subway. I'll be there soon."
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'll make it up to you."
I smirk down at Anne. I started pissing in her mouth, and she hasn't missed a drop, even though I startled her when I started piss dumping. She gives me a thumbs up and a nice chest rub as she drinks my dick liquor, cooing blissfully as she swallow one big mouthful after the other. My left hand is still attached to her big ass titty squeezing away. God, she's got great freaking tits.
"You better. This is the third time this month you haven't picked me up. And, the month just started last week."
"I will, baby. I promise. My beautiful, sexy queen. So fucking sexy. And beautiful too. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm." I chuckle. Max (2 Broke Girls/Kat Dennings) does too. I know how to make her smile. She can't stay mad at me.
"I'll be there soon, stud. I expect a big time fucking when I get there. Love ya. MWAH!"
"It'll be here for ya when ya get here, sweet tits. Love ya too."
I really dig Max. We've been dating for three years. She's awesome. She's staying over tonight. Hopefully my little, picking her up mix-up won't negatively affect our time together tonight.
"You better go, babe. Max is a tad upset."
"Ok, handsome." Anne kisses me nice and deep. Both of my hands now playing with both of her gorgeous cans between us.
"Thanks for dinner." I slap Anne's big booty. She smirks all horny.
"Thanks for the dick." She playfully bounces her eyebrows at me, her arms around my neck, grinning extra naughty. We both laugh. We kiss again too. I also throw in a big booty double scoop squeeze, then Anne gets dressed, and heads out, blowing me a slutty kiss, and waving as she walks out the door. I snicker. That's one horny ass, sexy ass, big titty havin', good cookin' ass slut.