The other day I needed the tenderness and love of my best friend. The sweet kisses from her lips and the soft hands touching my body and gentle arms wrapped around my soul. Tonight, I didn't need that. I needed something else, hardcore fucking. We didn't have a date. I wasn't hungry for dinner nor had any desire to see a movie. I wanted, wait, I needed his big rock hard cock drilling between my legs. Holy shit! The doctor gave me what I craved.

Bent over with my nails dug into the wooden headboard as he pulled my hair. The sound of pounding flesh, the banging of wood slamming against the wall. My moans, my pants and my screams of ecstasy joined his loud animalistic grunts creating a symphony of orgasmic pleasure. He let go of my hair and gripped his large hands on my hips. His thrusts powered by lust as my body moved forward with each stroke. Feeling my ass jingling into small waves with each pounding. My tits swaying back and forward, my nipples hardened. I felt his sweat dripping off of his chocolate skin and landing on the small of my back. I let go of the headboard, my chest fell on the bed. My ass arched in the air as he continued to own this pussy. Yes, it was his pussy, he might not own it outright, but he put a sizeable down payment on it. Even with my face buried in the pillow, my sounds of pleasure could not be muffled. I propped up on my elbows, to brace myself against his powerful blows, but it didn't stop my body from slipping on the sheet. Sweat provided no traction as my body kept slipping, sliding, guiding. "Oh shit!" Was to first non-sexual phrase that escaped my mouth as we crashed on to the hardwood floor.

The aura of ecstasy protected my body from the pain of the sudden stop. His dick slipped during impact, but according to his sundial, it was still high noon. I climbed on top of him, the wetness of my pussy eased his engorged cock where it belongs, with its rightful owner. He owned my pussy, but I owned his dick. I wiggled my hips in a circular motion to make sure his cock was nice and cozy in there. Now, he was buckled in. Let's ride.

I rested my hands on his chest as I attacked his dick. I moved back and forward, side to side in quick rotations, feeling his cock growing bigger inside of me filling every empty space of my pussy. My nails used his chest like a cat using a scratching post. My hips moved back and forward with the speed and the frequency of a washing machine during the spin cycle.

"Fuck me, Goddamnit!" The words of pleasure turned into a demand. A demand that he responded by flipping me on my back.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied as he grew bigger inside. He rested his sweaty body against mine. I wrapped my arms around him, my nails dug into his back, the same way they dug into the headboard and his chest. My legs draped around his ass feeling it tighten with each stroke.

Yes, I said in my head. Yes, I repeated the word in my thoughts. "Yes!" That one came out as he hit the spot. He didn't lose the beat as our bodies fucked as one. I clung to him like I was drowning and he was the life preserver. My pussy took the thrashing that his cock was putting down. I'm a big girl, I took everything his cock could deliver and then some.

A warming feeling came over my body. Oh shit! Mommy is about to go to the promise land. My nails dug deep into his back as I prepared for a bumping ride. Little earthquakes rolled through my body and soul. He felt my tremors as I felt his. Oh shit! Are we going to come together again? No, our timing was off. He tried to restrain himself, his face tightened and he grabbed the back of my hair and pulled. I let out a loud growl like a jungle cat as my head flew back. My eyes widened, my voice mute as my orgasm possessed me. My arms and leg trapped him down as my body tightened and shook. My wetness covered his cock as it drowned inside. Then, he broke free.

"Argh!" His primal scream had a sound of pleasure, pain, anger, and relief all rolled in one. His cum flooded my pussy, feeling the creaminess of his lust. The throbbing of his dick still hard inside of me. His weary body rolled off of me and collapsed on the floor. He took hold of my hand. I looked into his brown eyes. I couldn't help to make a joke.

"Is that all you got?" Mocking a boxer that got knocked down twice in a single round, but still answered the bell.

"If you want to go again," he said, "you will be getting nothing but air."

"Lightweight." Before he could come up with a clever comeback, a knock came to the door.

"Is take the old lady?" he said, still breathing hard from his work out.

I smiled. "You know it is."

We both peeled our exhausted body off the hardwood floor. I put on my robe and Leo put on his boxer, which was an interesting choice since his semi-hard manhood showed some life. When he walked to the front door, his cock bounced up and down with each step like it was taking a bow for its fine performance. Leo opened the door, and I stood beside him. Ms. Tranhill stood there with the biggest smile on her face.

"Well," she said. "I'm surprised you can walk after the three hours of pounding. Hell, even I came twice just listening to you." Her eyes graced down between his legs and her smile became bigger. "Looks like you have some reserves in the tank for little old me." She teased him with a wink. I put one arm around his shoulder leaned into him and placed my hand on his chest. I looked back at Ms. Tranhill. "You nasty."

She laughed right before she said, "You are so selfish Pitch, not willing to share." Her eyes focused back on his cock. "What the hell?" Her hand reached out took a handful of Leo's manhood. "Damn!" she said, "still hard." She looked at me. "It looks like you need to ride this sexy bastard for another hour." She looked back at me. "Unless you want me to take out my teeth and blow him."

Wow! She was bold. "You nasty," I said again, but she came back with a clever response.

"I rather be an old nasty woman, than a dead one." She turned around and walked back to her apartment. "Dick Almighty," she murmured as she got to her door.

"She is one crazy old lady," Leo said as he closed the door.

I kissed him on the cheek. "You know you love her." We walked into the living room and Leo made an interesting request.

"I'm going to take a shower," he said. "Do you want to join me?"

"It sounds like a plan I could get in front of."

He took me into his arms and planted a kiss on my lips. Our lips parted as our tongues wanted to join in on the fun. I felt the robe falling off my shoulders as my hands reached for the band of his boxer. I pulled them down and his cock slapped up against my body.

"Oh dear," I said as I took hold of his manhood in my hand and caressed it with slow long strokes. "Unlike Ms. Tranhill, I have teeth." I got down on my knees.

His eyes closed as I engulfed half of his cock in my mouth. "I guess the shower is out of the question?"

I popped his dick out of my mouth. "Shut the fuck up," I said as a continued to work. I wasn't going to impress him with my deep throating skills, no need to go all the way to his balls. My tongue and lips did half of the work as my hand did the other half. I push him against the wall. His hands rested on the sides of my head. I slapped them away. This was my ride to drive, not his. He braced himself against the wall, looking down at me, watching my head moving back and forward. My pace picked up with each loud moan, which turned me the fuck on. His cock got bigger in my mouth. I felt his tip getting harder. Oh shit! My hand moved to his ass. I had to time this perfectly, Melissa taught me this trick. His head flew back, staring at the ceiling.

"I'm coming," he moaned

At that moment, I slipped in my index finger into his ass, giving him a major boost.

"Fuck!" he yelled as his load poured into my mouth. His knees buckled, my other hand slammed against his stomach trying to keep him from falling to the floor. I sucked, swallows the orgasm out of him. I looked up at him, showing my toothy grin. Letting him know I took in all of his creamy cum and didn't lose one drop.

"Who's dick is this?" I asked.

"Your dick," he replied.

"Damn right." I turned him around and slapped his ass. "Now, clean yourself, worm."

He looked at me with a smirk. "Yes, mistress."

I got off my knees and kissed him once more of the lips and caressed the side of his face. I wanted to say something. I wanted to tell him I was falling for him, but I felt it wasn't appropriated since I just swallow a liter of his cum. "My sweet Leo." Was all I could muster to say to him.

He kissed me on the forehead and walked into the showers. I waited until I heard the water running before rushed into my bedroom. I grabbed my cell phone and saw I had over ten missed calls from Melissa. I called her back.

"What the fuck, Pitch?" Melissa answered. "I've been calling you for three fucking hours. This English bitch phone keeps blowing up. I sound like the fucking Queen of English over here trying to answer their calls."

"Sorry," I said. "I was busy."

"For three fucking hours?"

"Yeah." I didn't need to say more.

"Oh shit, Leo? Damn girl, I'm so fucking jealous."

"Enough about the good doctor," I said. "Please, get me a quick update."

"All these johns and hoes are calling. I told them to hold until further notice, but there is one who keeps busting my balls."

"Let me guess, Detective Howard?"

"Yes."

"I will be over in a few. We will work this out once and for all."