The Cajun Gentleman

The Cajun Gentleman

By: TradMom83

I pull into one of the parking stalls of my local grocery store. I check my lip gloss in the mirror, grab my purse from the back seat and step out of my car. Already I see them checking me out. "Who is them?" You might be asking yourself. Them is all the thirsty men that follow me with their eyes and their cocks as I walk to the entrance of the store. The ones who don't know how to talk to a female, let alone know how to handle a female like me. As I was making my way through the store, a man with a gold grill, tattoos covering his fingers and up his arm and pants hanging halfway off his butt, stepped to me and said,

"Excuse me Miss, can I get a moment of your time?"

Now, there is nothing wrong with liking a guy who has these features, hell women throw themselves at Lil' Wayne all the time. He is just not my type. I kindly look at him, flash him my award winning smile and say,

"Sure, but I will let you know now I am not interested in starting anything right now with anybody."

"I understand, I just want to exchange numbers so maybe we can start a friendship." He said as he rubbed his hands together looking me up and down. Yeah right, friendship my ass. If I had a nickel for everytime a guy said that to me I would be rich. I pull out my phone and say,

"Sure what's your number?" He rattles off his number, I shoot him a text so he has my number. Bid him a good day and continue my business. The encounters don't stop there, I get hit on three more times before I make it to the butchers counter. One of them called me a bitch because I didn't want to give him my number. Well excuse me, no one told you to try and hit on me while yo baby mama was in the other aisle. The nerve of some folks.

As I was standing at the meat counter waiting for my number to be called by the butcher, a smooth Cajun southern voice said from behind me, "Excuse me Cher can I get a moment of your time?"

I turn around slowly thinking to myself, "Here's another joker I'm going to have to disappoint with a 'No'".

Just as my lips are about to form the words, "No thank you..." I came face to face with the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He was six-two, forest green eyes that I could get lost in all day, red hair that framed his ivory-tanned colored skin oh so well and built like a linebacker. My kind of man, you know, the kind of man that made my pussy wet and throbbing thinking about how good he could handle me. After rethinking my thoughts and regaining my composure, I said with a grin, "Oh...Yes...How can I help you Sir?"

He said in his thick accent that I can only describe as sounding like Gambit from X-Men, "Cher, I saw you from my car as you walked into the store, and I knew I just had to come and introduce myself." He reached out his hand for mine and said, "Pleasure to meet you Cher, my name is Chris, and you are?"

"The pleasure is all mine Chris, my name is Alexis," I said with a smile as I reached out to meet and shake his hand.

He said with a sly smile. "So, what are you doing on this fine day?"

"I am..." just when I was about to answer him the butcher called my number. "Oh...Excuse me really quick, that's my number." I said as I hurried to the butcher's counter. Five minutes later I returned to Chris with a smile on my face and a skip in my step. "Now to answer your question, I am buying ribeye for dinner tonight."

"Mmmmm...that sounds really good Cher, what else is on the menu?" he said with a smirk.

"Oh, a salad, Au Gratin potatoes and a nice Sangria." I said with a mischievous grin on my face.

"Are you single?" He asked.

"Yes, I am single."

"How about we exchange numbers so I can take you out on a date next week."

"Sounds like a plan." I said with excitement. "Here is my number, text me later tonight so we can set up a date night."

"Sounds good Cher, see you then." He said with a wink.

"See you then." I said as I walked away bouncing my ass to a beat only I could hear in my head.

To say that Chris and I have chemistry is an understatement. Later that night he texted me:

Chris: "I couldn't help but notice how well you were bouncing that ass when you walked away yesterday."

Me: "Oh, you noticed that? 😁"

Chris: "I sure did."

Me: "Did you like what you saw?"

Chris: "All I can say is I can't wait to get to know you more so I can really see how that ass bounces. 😉"

Me: "You and me both. 😘

Chris: "So about that date. How about I take you to August my favorite restaurant in New Orleans? How does Saturday sound?"

Me: "That sounds like a great plan. Now we will have to talk later, I have work in the morning and I need to get some sleep."

Chris: Ok, we will talk later. Nite Cher."

Me: "Good night."

The next day when I get home from work I get a text from him:

Chris: "Are you busy Cher?"

Me: "No, just watching TV. Why, what's up?"

Chris: "Can I call you?"

Me: "Sure"

A minute later my phone rings. "Hey you how's it going?" I say as I smile ear to ear.

Due to me moving down to Louisiana from Texas for work almost 2 years ago, I have picked up some of the Cajun slang.

"Better now that I am talking to you...Ça va?"

With an even bigger smile on my face I say, "I am good, just chillin'. So...what's up?"

"Well I am calling to see if I can get to know you a little better Cher."

"Ok...let's see where do I start..."

"Well let's start off with how old you are since I never asked when I got your number in the store."

"I am 30. How old are you?"

"I am 32. What do you do for a living? I am an engineer."

"I am a data analyst."

"Dis-moi la vérité!" He said enthusiastically, "That must keep you really busy."

"It can at times. But nothing I can't handle."

"Are you originally from Louisiana?"

"No, I am from Paris, Texas."

"Oh...really are you a Cowboys fan Cher?"

"Hell...I better be or I would get disowned by my family." I said with a chuckle.

"We are going to have some interesting conversations about football, because I am a Saints fan."

From there I gave him so much crap about his love for the Saints and how the Cowboys beat them every time they met up. We then talked about past relationships and our goals for the future. We didn't get off the phone until three o'clock in the morning.

The next day I am on my lunch break when my friend Chrystal joins me at the table I am sitting at.

"Hey gurl, what's got you in such a happy mood?"

I look at her trying to play coy, "What do you mean?"

"I saw you walk in this morning and dang near floated over to your desk and I know what that means. So...spill...the...tea."

"Ok...fine. I met this really handsome guy named Chris at the store the other day and he wants to take me out on a date. So far the chemistry is there, I felt it when I met him at the store and when we talked on the phone last night til three in the morning. Girl, when I tell you that accent makes me get some type of we-- hold on..." My phone dings before I can finish that thought.

Chris: "Evenin' Cher. Ça va? How was work?"

"Girl, is he hitting you up at work already? Like an ol' married couple." Chrystal bubbled.

"Hush, you." I turn away to block her view of my phone; doesn't stop her from trying though.

Me: "Work was fine. How was your day?"

Chris: "My day has gotten a lot better now that I am talkin' to you Cher."

Me: "Oh really. Why is that?"

Chris: "Because I have been wondering about what that pussy tastes like all day."

Me: "Oh really, well if you play nicely you might get to find out."

Chris: "Really? Well I guess I have to be on my best behavior."

As my heat rose, I didn't notice Chrystal finding a perfect angle to read our text. "GIIIIIIIRRRRRRL!!!" I stuck my tongue out at Chrystal, and started walking back to my desk, best I could, anyway.

Me: "Well I guess you do. So do you have any turn ons or kinks you want to tell me about?"

Chris: "I love it when women call me Sir, I don't know why but it really turns me on."

Me: "Oh really, I will take note of that Sir. What else?"

Chris: "I love a woman with a healthy appetite. I can't stand a girl that only orders salad then wants to eat off my plate."

Me: "Ok, duly noted. Anything else?"

Chris: "I love sloppy head, the wetter the better."

Me: "Well of course, no one wants dry head 🙄 that's just not fun."

Chris: "What about you?"

Me: "Well I love sloppy head as much as the next girl."

Chris: "No...lol...what are your turn ons?"

Me: "Oh...lol...I love it when guys call me a "good girl" and a "slut" during sex. That turns me on so much.

Me: "I also love giving and getting head."

Chris: "If I was there right now how would you give me head?"

Me: "Well I would start by licking all around the head of your dick, then I would lick the length of it all the way down to the base and back up."

Chris: "Damn Cher...you got me hard just thinking about it. What else would you do?"

Me: 'Oh no, I can't give away all my secrets. What about you, do you know how to please a woman in the head giving department?"

Chris: "Well seein' as I've never had a complaint I would say so."

Me: "Oh really. What would you do to me if you were here?"

Chris: "I would bury my face in that pussy, wrap your legs around my head and wear you like a crown."

I damn near spit my water out when I read that. Me: "Oh my...well I have never had someone leave me speechless like that 😊."

Chris: "That's not the only time I plan to leave you speechless Cher."

After the exchange I had with Chris at work, it left me so wet. When I got home, I pulled out my rabbit from the drawer, laid on my bed and thought about all the nasty things Chris could and would do to me. I drew my nipple in between my thumb and index finger and within minutes I reached my climax with a force so strong I thought I would shoot my rabbit across the room. "Damn I can't wait to feel Chris deep inside me." I thought to myself.

The sexting continued until our date Saturday. As I got ready, I was thinking about our conversation over the past week. Spicy does not begin to describe the level of conversation we have been doing.

When I say there is electricity between Chris and I, so many times I wanted to invite him over just so I can ride his face. Which he pretty much said I could do earlier in the week. So, just to make sure that happens tonight, I put on my favorite "come fuck me" dress, six inch heels, matching thong and bra. I put the finishing touches on my hair and make-up, take one last look in the mirror and say to myself, "Damn, I would want to fuck me!" Grab my keys, grab my purse, grab my jacket, and I am off to the restaurant.

Needless to say, the night was amazing. Full of jokes, laughs, great food and great drinks. He pays the bill and as we walk to my car, I can't help but to feel the sexual tension between us and I just can't take it anymore. Before I open my car door, I turn to look at him, "Can I be open and blunt with you?"

"Sure Cher." He said as he looked at me with those Emerald green eyes.

"I want you and want to know if you would like to come back to my place?" I said with a sheepish grin.

Before he answers my question, he ever so slowly brings his lips to mine and kisses me. As he parts my lips with his tongue, we both moan into each other's mouth. I pulled him in closer causing him to pin me against my car. I feel his hand start to wonder which makes me moan even more. I wrap my arms around his neck as his hand palms one ass cheek and squeaks it causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. He continues to the slit of my dress and there is where he finds the pool that is my pussy. In one swift motion he dives his middle finger into my vaginal hole and presses his thumb onto my clit and my knees give out. He pulls his finger out, sticks it in his mouth and sucks all the juices off of it and says, "I thought you never asked Cher."

I give him the address to my house and ask him if he wants to race back to my place. "Winner gets to be on top first." I proclaim.

He gives me an enthusiastic, "HELL YES!"

We jump into our respective cars, meet at the red light and as soon as the light turns green I kiss the air at him and take off. Needless to say, I won.

Once at my place we decided to take it slow, but slow is the last thing on my mind. The amount of anticipation that has been built up over the past week was all about to come to one night and hopefully many other nights, of fucking and love making. I start my "Sex Mix" playlist that is a combination of 90's R&B and current hits and I lead him to my room.

I sit him on the edge of my bed and straddle him. He slips my dress down under my breast. I prop my breast up to his mouth, he bends down and sucks one nipple into his mouth, while twisting and pinching the other between his thumb and index finger. Causing me to toss my head back and let out a low moan that vibrates throughout my whole body.

"Oh...Chris." I moan as he switches to the other nipple, sucking and nibbling on it in a way that causes my whole body to heat up. While his mouth is paying close attention to my nipple, one hand is holding my ass while the other hand finds my very wet cunt. He moves my thong to the side and sticks two of his fingers into my vaginal hole, causing a gasp to leave my lips. He comes up and kisses me so seductively and passionately I ride his fingers into my first climax.

"Fuck Alexis, your pussy feels so damn good. I can't wait to put my cock in it." He says as he licks my juices off his fingers.

"Not before I thank you for giving my first orgasm of the night." I say as I slide off his lap and on to the floor. I start to undo his belt and pants. His thick, rigged cock sprang forth like a soldier coming to attention and I couldn't help but admire and moan at the thought of putting it in my mouth. The smell of his masculine musk fills my nostrils as pre-cum coats the tip of his dick. I lick it off causing him to moan. Before I even put his cock in my mouth, I swirl my tongue all around his dick, under the tip, around the base, I even lick and suck in his balls with slow calculated strokes of my tongue.

"Damn Cher...you goin' to making me cum before you even put it in your mouth, quit teasing..."

Before he can get another word out, I swallow his dick whole, all the way to the base.

"Fuuuuuuuck." He moans as he grabs my head and starts to guide my head up and down his shaft. I start to moan as I slurp and drool all over his cock.

"That's a good girl, now play with yourself." He groans.

I look up at him and say, "Yes Sir." In a low seductive voice. I start flicking my clit and pinching on my nipples. He slides my head up and down his shaft reaching the back of my throat causing me to gag and produce more spit. It is a wet, sloppy mess and I am loving it. The scene is so erotic that within minutes he is shooting warm cum down my throat as another orgasm ripples through me like a tidal wave. I suck every bit of his cum from his dick until no more comes out. I am so turned on at this point, I have to have him. I climb onto the bed and straddle him. He kisses me passionately.

"I guess you enjoyed that." I say sheepishly.

"Cher...you keep doing stuff like that I might have to marry you."

Once he gets my dress off, he lays me on my back and starts to slowly kiss and lick every inch of my leg until he reaches my perfectly manicured pussy with a heart shaped patch of hair in the center. He took a deep breath of my essence, with lust in his voice he looks up at me,

"Cher this pussy smells like it's been waiting all week to get licked, and by the looks of it it's ready to be licked."

I was so wet with anticipation that I had soaked through my thong and my juices were pooling on top of my covers. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and removed my thong. His tongue darted from left to right across my clit, sending chills down my spine. I arched my back in excitement and moaned with pleasure. Every lick and flick of the tongue brought me that much closer to climax.

"Ohhhhh Chris." I moan.

I almost squeezed his head between my powerful thighs when he started sucking on my sex. This...drove...me...wild. The minute he stuck his two fingers in my pussy, "Fuck...I'm cumming." I climaxed all over his face and fingers. I grab his head and start to grind my pussy into his face. He drank every bite.

"Damn Cher you taste as sweet as you look." He says as he gets up, his beard coated in my juices, turning it white from the red it was before we started.

"Mmmm, let me help you with that." I say as I get up from the bed and start kissing and licking the remaining juices off his beard.

"Cher...you are a nasty slut." He says in a low gravelly voice.

"I know and you like it." I say in a seductive voice with a sly grin on my face. I look into those green eyes, "Are you ready?"

With an enthusiastic "Allons!", I started to slowly slide down his dick. My slick pussy walls throb as I take in all of his length, filling me with his thickness. He lets out a loud moan and whispers,

"Fuck...you are so tight." As his eyes roll into the back of his head.

As I get into my groove, I rest my hands on his chest and start to bounce my ass up and down on his shaft that causes us both to let out a simultaneous, "Shit."

He grabs me by the waist and starts to guide me up and down on his cock, causing me to arch my back in pleasure. Turning my moans into loud outbursts and cries of passion.

With one swift motion, he lifts me up, lays me on my back, pins my ankles together, pushes my toes to the headboard and starts to ram into me. I let out a loud, "Yes...fuck me."

"You like that slut?"

"Oh God YES."

This causes an orgasm to erupt from me that was so strong it caused him to orgasm.

He let out a loud, "Fuuuuuuuck." Before releasing my legs.

He lingered in my warm pussy for a minute or two while my vaginal walls pulsed and convulsed, milking his cock for every drop of cum he had left. Once he was done, he pulled me into his arms, kissed my forehead and said, "Damn Cher...didn't know you had it like that. I have to make you mine."

"Maybe. Let me know when you are ready to go again."

"Damn Cher, already?"

"Yep, already. It's not going to be too much for you, because if it is..." He started kissing me before I could finish my sentence.

"Laissez les bons temps rouler." He said looking down at me with those Emerald green eyes. We have sex three more times before falling asleep in each other's arms.