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Reader's Name: Kia. Starring: Method Man.
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The spacious living room hummed with the energy of melanated individuals in various shades, as they swayed to the alluring rhythms of A Tribe Called Quest's "Electric Relaxation." The music flowed softly through the narrow corridors of the house, drawing the eyes of the party-goers to Kia, engaged in conversation with her friends in the far corner of the room.
The DJ, her skin as smooth as rich dark chocolate, stood poised between two sleek black speakers. She swayed effortlessly to the beat, while simultaneously keeping a watchful eye over the ever-growing crowd. Red solo cups, overflowing with potent liquor, were passed around from hand to hand, as the mingling scents of weed, cologne, and perfume wafted through the air.
Amidst the overlapping chatter, the walls, painted a soothing shade of beige, bore witness to the vibrant scene unfolding before them.
Kia was a famous fashion model who decided to go to a party that her friend invited her to, she strode across the living room with confidence.
She accidentally bumped into someone. She was drawn to the towering figure before her, his baggy grey sweatpants and matching champion hoodie, his well-trimmed bread, his deep brown eyes, his raspy masculine tone and his New York accent, "My fault shorty, I was lookin' for my homeboy and got lost."
"Oh shit, you're Method Man. I'm Kia." She introduced herself, giving him a warm smile.
"I know who you are." he replied with a grin, "I've seen your pretty face on magazine covers all over the world."
Kia felt her cheeks warm with a blush as she thanked him for the compliment. They continued talking, sharing stories and laughs, as the music flowed through them.
The night wore on and on, the party grew more lively, with people dancing and singing along to the music. Kia found herself swaying to the beat with Method Man by her side.
The night finally ended, Kia knew she had made a new friend in Mef. She hugged him goodbye, feeling grateful for the unexpected connection they had made. "Hey Clifford could you take me home?" she asked him, he nodded to her question.
"Of course I can."
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His sleek, black Mercedes Benz came to a stop at the curb in front of her house with comfortable silence and slow r&b jams playing in the background as their deep brown eyes locked intensely, she knew she didn't want to be alone tonight. He killed the engine of his vehicle.
"Thanks for taking me home but I don't wanna be alone tonight Clifford." Kia purred seductively.
Clifford raised an eyebrow at her suggestive tone, his own eyes flickering with interest. "Is that so?" he replied smoothly, his voice low and husky.
Kia nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. "Yeah. I was hoping you might want to come in for a drink or something," she said, biting her lip nervously.
Clifford grinned, his eyes glinting mischievously. "I think I can manage that," he said, opening the car door and stepping out onto the sidewalk.
Kia followed suit, her pulse quickening as she led him up the front steps and into her cozy little bungalow. She flicked on the lights and turned to face him, her eyes lingering on the muscular expanse of his chest and the strong lines of his jaw.
Clifford caught her gaze and held it, his own eyes smoldering with desire. "So, what do you have in mind?" he asked, his voice low and raspy.
Kia leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear. "I was thinking we could start with a little something to drink," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "And then see where the night takes us."
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The light red sheets were cool against her bare back as she pressed herself into them. He held onto her hips tightly, his slim hips slowly but roughly thrusting into her. She dug her fingernails deep into his shoulders and pushed her heel into his back muscles as she felt him repeatedly hit her sweet spot. "Oh, Clifford!" she cried out in pleasure, her head falling back onto the soft pillow beneath her.
He pushed his hips to a steady beat, his breath warmed the back of her neck. His teeth left deep, purple bruises on her rich, dark skin. "You're always this wet baby?" Clifford moaned deeply as he thrust into her with a fierce intensity. After each merciless thrust, his thick manhood was coated in her creamy essence. "Only for you...fuck," she rasped, her words interrupted by a moan. The room echoed with the sound of their labored breaths and the squeaking of the mattress.
Kia's hips bucking with his as she let out a satisfied moan. With every thrust, she felt him go deeper inside of her, her walls clenching tightly around him. The sheets beneath them were a mess. Clifford let out a deep grunt, "You're takin' this dick so well." and he couldn't resist kissing her passionately, his lips silencing her moans as they continued to move together. As they lost themselves in the heat of the moment, their glistening skin shimmered under the dim lighting, a testament to their passionate connection.
Their moans and gasps blended together, a symphony of pleasure filled the air. She felt a knot of pleasure curling in her stomach as his fingertips dug into her hips, her walls clenching around him. "I'm about to cum," she gasped, locking eyes with him in the throes of passion. Her essence spilled over him, and he could feel his own release building. With one final thrust, he pulled out and came on her stomach, his muscles tense with the intensity of their sex.
He pulled her into his arms and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead. They drifted off to sleep, She couldn't help but smile, knowing that this night would be unforgettable.
