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“Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 4, Chapter 48″

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"It's never gone this far It's never been this bad But I won't let it erase the memories Of good times we've had And even with everything That we've been going through You never have to ask me I still choose you"

P. J. Mortin – "Please Don't Walk Away"

Disa stared at the floating villa on her kimoyo.

Yani and her children were moving to Lake Kivu, nearly one hundred miles away. Their new home had four lavish bedrooms with acres of land for Riki and Sydette to play on. They would be flown every day to their regular school, so Joba would still have daily interactions with them.

Queen Ramonda took it upon herself to convert Yani's old suite into an entire luxury floor for Disa and Joba. Walls and furniture were removed, and the expansion gave her a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view of Wakanda. Disa thanked the queen for her kind gesture at making sure the changes benefitted her, too. Her home became an even bigger paradise.

Joba didn't fare well with the sudden change in family dynamics.

Anxiety and stress over the situation forced Erik's youngest into a state of nervous clinginess for three days. When they were summoned by Erik and Ramonda to say goodbye, Disa almost refused to go herself. Her disappointment in Yani's treatment of their plight was a slap in the face to all Disa had tried to create with her. Harmony. To not show up would appear to be a petty slight, and the Udaku's took optics seriously. Disa gussied up in a black dress and heels, fluffing out her hair in luxurious waves. Joba looked pretty in a puffy pink taffeta dress with lace-up pink sandals. Disa helped her fluff out her big hair too and added tiny yellow butterfly clips.

On the way down to the Talon port, Joba's breathing turned into hyperventilating and Disa spent thirty minutes talking her daughter back into a calm state.

"It's going to be alright, Joba," she said.

Big, black wet eyes peered back at Disa. Joba would be the only child in the palace, and it was a lonely feeling. Hugging her child, she was able to convince her to see the siblings off. Riki was already in the throes of a tantrum, screaming at the top of his lungs until Erik arrived. The boy latched onto his father's thigh and wouldn't let go. Sydette remained by her mother's side, wailing and pleading with Yani to let her stay.

Disa encouraged Joba to hug her brother and sister, which she did willingly. But she refused to look at or hug Yani at all. Erik picked up Joba and held her against his chest, and her daddy's arms seemed to ease her stress levels. Ramonda and Shuri did their best to keep smiles for everyone and spoke excitedly about future visits and upcoming birthdays. The situation grew painfully intolerable, and even Yani seemed to be full of regret and hesitation at what was happening. But it had to be done. Her misery had to be handled on her own and in her own space.

Sydette gave up begging and just flopped on the ground and folded her arms. Erik handed Joba to Disa and lifted his oldest. He walked a few feet away from everyone, talking to her softly as she wiped her eyes continuously. All Disa could make out from where she stood was Erik reassuring Sydette that he loved her while kissing her cheek and asking her to be a good big sister. He held out his hand for Riki, and his son bounded over, allowing his father to lift him up too.

"Joba, come here, please," Erik said.

Disa put Joba down and she trudged to her father, giving Yani a wide berth as she passed her.

"My Bast, this is so awful, just awful," Ramonda murmured.

Shuri put an arm around her mother. Ramonda reached out and squeezed Disa's hand. T'Challa strode out of the palace doors and joined them with a phalanx of Doras. He wore a dour expression.

"How are you holding up?" T'Challa asked.

"As well as can be expected," Disa said.

Yani walked over to them. She tried to wear light make-up to make herself look confident, but there were bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, and her lips were cracked in a few places from dehydration and nervous biting. The woman didn't look good at all.

Shuri gave her a hug.

"Be well, Yani," Shuri said.

Ramonda hugged her next, but kept quiet. T'Challa wrapped loving arms around her.

"Let me know if anything isn't up to par when you arrive. You are welcome back here whenever you want," T'Challa said.

He released her and made his way over to Erik and the children. When Yani finally turned to Disa, her face was full of contrition.

"Joba is welcome to visit whenever she wants," Yani said.

"We'll stick to scheduled visits here to help her adjust," Disa said coolly.

Yani nodded.

"How does it feel?" Disa asked.

Yani stared at her with confusion at the query.

"Leaving?" Yani said.

"No. Choosing yourself."

"It feels scary. I'm nervous…"

Yani glanced down at her feet.

"That will pass. You'll get stronger and feel a lot better in the next few weeks," Disa said.

"I hope so. I'm doing mi best standin' here all brave, but I want to throw up."

Disa smiled then.

"I threw up a lot and doubted myself often," Disa said.

She looked over Yani's head. Erik's somber face told her it was time to end the goodbyes.

"Excuse me," Disa said.

She moved with a heavy heart and joined Erik.

"Have fun at the new house, okay?" Disa said.

She hugged Sydette and then Riki. Both children accepted her touch with passive, drained energy. Their hearts were broken, but Disa knew they would bounce back once they saw all the wonderful amenities of the new home in person. They could jump into water from their own dock just like they did back in St. Thomas. Erik put them down and held Joba's hand.

Yani joined the sad bunch and ushered her children into the waiting Talon Fighter. Everyone waved at them. Yani came back out one more time, and Joba turned her head away from her while she hugged Erik. He kissed Yani on the lips and whispered something in her ear. She bolted back onto the Talon Fighter afterward. As the aircraft took off, Joba buried her face in Erik's hip. An awkward silence linked them all there, watching the ship become a speck on the horizon.

"Joba, would you like to go visit the nursery with me? Mother's new orange blossoms have arrived from Birnin S'Yan!" Shuri said.

Ramonda clapped her hands with excitement.

"Oh, my goodness, they should be ready to transfer into the royal garden gazebo. We should have a tea party there to welcome them," Ramonda said.

Joba lifted her head from Erik's side.

"Would you like to go with Queen Mother and Shuri?" Disa asked.

Joba stared at Erik, and he patted her back.

"Yes, please," Joba said.

Ramonda held out her hand for Joba, and she took it once Erik winked at her.

"I'll keep her until lunch," Ramonda said.

"That's fine. Have fun," Disa called out.

T'Challa followed them with the Doras leaving Disa alone with Erik. Once everyone was gone, he closed his eyes and released a heavy, shuddery breath. He touched his heart.

"Another hole," he said.

"You have a miraculous way of healing," she said, trying to lighten the mood.

He stared at her.

"Go on and say it. I ain't shit," he said.

"It's not for me to say anymore, Erik."

"I'll pick Joba up from Ramonda before I go to work and drop her off with you."

"How are things with the Phuri stuff?"

"T'Challa and his people are taking care of that. They'll call me in if they catch more assailants for interrogation. He wants me to handle my personal business and I'll be used as needed."

"You feel confident about squashing those people?"

"I do. They've collected evidence to analyze. I'll look it over after I finish this probe assignment."

"Keeping busy will help you…"

Erik's eyes spilled with tears.

"I didn't want her to go. Seeing her walk away from me like that… I feel sick, angry at myself, and so… empty. Disa, out of everyone in my life, before I turned into this shell when I left the states for good… you've been my rock. My touchstone. My best friend. How can I fix this? My woman left me and took my babies. Umama said I was too greedy. I've always been that way. My Baba raised me to believe I could have everything in this world that I touched. My mother too."

"Maybe it's time that Erik N'Jadaka Stevens-Udaku cared for his own well-being for a change. You have led the most extraordinary life I have ever encountered. People will write books about you. Your exploits will become legendary. Control of a kingdom awaits you. Reconnect to who you are, the real you, the one I saw glimmers of back in Cambridge before the navy. I am in awe of you Erik, I really am. Use this time to get to know you again. All that you have touched has changed the trajectory of the global future. Step into your power the way you used to talk about. You are a child of Ogum. Stand in that. You're the father of my brilliant baby. The father of two more exceptional children. Stand in that power the way I know you can. You need to count your blessings and not your losses, and I'll be by your side as your council and confidante. The time has come for you to do what you said you would. Run the world."

Erik gazed at her as if he were seeing her for the first time. He stood taller and the liquid hovering in his eyelids shimmered.

"Show us what you're capable of and I promise you, everything will fall into place," Disa said. "Come through Geechee man. Ogum's spear. The one who brings thunder!"

She snapped her fingers and tapped the center of his forehead.

Erik took a step back from her and his lips twisted up with the determination she remembered from way back. She placed her hands on the planes of his chest.

"Focus on you and your original goals. The least you can do for me is stick to what you came here for."

He wandered off by himself and Disa watched him go. Yani's leaving would be the catalyst to put a fire under his ass. She was sure of that. Erik was a king in the making and she damn well knew that once he took the throne, she had access to realizing her dreams, too. Liberation for the Black diaspora.

Disa headed to the West Palace and her office. Twyla waited for her in the reception area, drinking tea and chatting with the small staff. Wakandans typically worked twenty hours a week by law, so she hired extra staff to cover the times she worked longer hours. The capitalist American over-work ethic had a chokehold on her, and it was taking Disa a long time to relax into the work/life balance that the Wakandans treasured.

"How was it?" Twyla asked when they walked into Disa's personal office together.

Disa dropped into her desk chair and cradled her face.

"Awful. The kids fell out. But after Yani left, I gave Erik a pep talk. I hope it makes him take stock of who he is now. "

"I couldn't be there. I'll see them later today for dinner, but I didn't want to be around alla that hurt. But I'm proud of mi girl."

Twyla lowered her gorgeous milky brown eyes. Disa grinned.

"I'm proud of her too," Disa said.

"You are?"

"Why do you look so surprised?"

Twyla pushed one of her thin locs behind her ear.

"I thought you would be happy with her leaving for different reasons."

"Getting Erik to myself?"

"You are in the palace together. I know yuh in love with him."

"I love him. But he needs to love himself again. Just like Yani."

Twyla grinned. Disa lifted a large sketch pad from her desk and flipped a few pages until she came to what Twyla wanted to see.

"Disa!" Twyla squealed.

Twyla took the sketchbook and stared at the preliminary images of a sleek-looking tourist agency building.

"This is just based on what you described to me with the whole circular theme. I can make it sleeker, more futuristic if you want," Disa said.

"No! I want to emphasize eco-tourism, especially highlighting water and plants."

"This is just a start. Give me some notes and I will flesh it out more."

"Flesh it out? These already look ready to go!"

Disa grinned. Twyla used her finger to trace the curves of the sketched images that were full of color.

"How did your meeting go with Erik?" Disa asked.

"He said he will support my venture. I have to put together a presentation for the Council of Elders and the Chamber of Commerce. I may have to wait for him to take the throne in case T'Challa doesn't like it. With all that's happening, I know Wakandans are nervous about opening themselves up to the world. Eco-Tours are my specialty and I'm great at it. I'm studying Wakanda's ecological history and I know I can create a sound business that will benefit the country."

Disa rested in the energy of Erik becoming king. Although she had respect for T'Challa, Erik had a grasp of the world far beyond what his cousin could understand.

Erik stood at his desk and welcomed the Council of Elders into his inner office. Mpilo had comfortable chairs and fresh incense burning, while Tlotliso brought in snacks and libations. Zinzi carried a broad smile on her face as she sat down with the others facing Erik. Once Efetobo took her seat, Zinzi placed an official folder on his desk.

"Despite the circumstances with the Phuri, we are still on schedule for transferring power to the throne," Zinzi said.

Erik looked at all the older Wakandans in his midst and folded his hands on the desk.

"I've put together a transition team and will hold a meeting with them once I hear back from the invitations I'll send out," Erik said.

Elder Bhira and Elder M'Kathu glanced at one another. Zinzi and Efetobo kept steady eyes on Erik.

"You have made plans without consulting all of us?" Bhira asked.

"Until I take the throne, I didn't think there was a need to consult you," Erik said, challenging the elder.

M'Baku cleared his throat and Erik turned his attention to the Jabari chief.

"Who will this separate transition team consist of?" M'Baku asked.

"Once I receive confirmation of acceptance, I will prepare a list for you. For now, you should know that my team will comprise Wakandans familiar with my father. They will assist me in creating a United Diaspora Consortium," Erik said.

"What is that?" Bhira asked.

"It will do what the African Union tried to do decades ago. This time I will unite the Black diaspora globally—"

"To do what?" M'Kathu said.

Erik sat back in his seat.

"I will finish what I started three years ago. T'Challa tried to introduce Wakanda to the world without thinking it through. Going to the U.N. and revealing what we have was a tactical error on his part. The United States and the European Union are Wakanda's biggest enemies. They court favor with us now because they fear what we have. He spoke of building bridges, but I will never give the outside world easy access to us."

M'Kathu stood up.

"You cannot go back on the word of our king!" M'Kathu

"There will be a regime change, and all that kumbaya shit T'Challa spoon fed the U.N. is out the window. The United States has no moral conscience, and its European cousins are the same way. They will get nothing but dust from me."

M'Kathu glanced at the others. Zinzi and Efetobo remained stoic. Bhira looked uncertain and M'Baku stayed cool.

Erik leaned forward.

"I'll still need you to guide me with internal Wakandan affairs. You'll be kept abreast of the UDC plans. My goal is to have a union of Black leaders from throughout the Black diaspora who can give us the expertise of what our people need. Strictly NGO's. I'm putting together a draft to present to you after my first meeting."

"Will we be present?" M'Baku asked.

"Not for the initial meeting with Wakandans. Once I put together the UDC, you'll be there front and center. I need to speak freely in private with the people I choose before I bring them to you," Erik said.

"Will you proceed with your original plan of arming the diaspora?" Efetobo asked.

"Yes," Erik said.

M'Kathu and Bhira shook their heads in disappointment. Zinzi and Efetobo remained calm. Erik stood and moved to the front of his desk and sat on it.

"I'm not handing out weapons to just random Black folks. There are problems out there, and the last thing I will do is give high-tech weaponry to idiots. That's what War Dogs are for. The ones who followed me were already entrenched in communities I targeted and knew who to give firepower to. We'll prepare communities and provide them with protection. Listen. I know what's out there. You don't. T'Chaka only told you what he wanted you to hear, and you later accepted his son because that was the way things were always done based on ignorance. The world only recognizes power. Not goodwill and community centers. I know it frightens you to face a new world order, but you must prepare for the changes that will sweep the globe. If you don't like what I'm saying, then prepare to step down from your post when I take the throne. You have nine months to decide."

M'Kathu and Bhira left the office immediately. Zinzi and Efetobo stayed with M'Baku.

"Will they stay?" Erik asked.

Efetobo leaned on her cane from her seat.

"They will stay," Efetobo said.

"M'Baku, what do you think?" Erik asked.

M'Baku folded his meaty arms.

"I think you and I should have a private talk and get to know each other better," M'Baku said.

"I'll plan a private dinner for us in my suite," Erik said.

M'Baku lifted an eyebrow with surprise.

"Bring your wife, Ayomide. Yani told me she is the power behind the big chief," Erik teased.

M'Baku's dispassionate expression switched up then at the mention of his wife. A gap-toothed grin spread his thick lips. This gave Erik relief. A man that sought his woman's council was a smart leader. Both Disa and Yani mentioned that the Jabari leader became putty in his wife's presence, and he was eager to get the two of them together alone. Sita told him they were in his corner.

Tlotliso slipped into the room with a stack of private invitations to be sent to all the Wakandans that he wanted to meet. All the people that had supported his father so long ago. Erik wanted to meet his father's past so that they could help him shape the future.

"These need your signature and private seal," Tlotliso said.

She placed them all inside a clear side bin next to his desk. Mpilo entered to refresh drinks and remove uneaten food.

"Do you seek war with the world?" Efetobo asked.

Erik shook his head.

"I seek justice and reparations. Things that we should've gotten hundreds of years ago. War will come to those who try to stop us in that quest. As long as no one tests me, the weapons I will send to War Dogs will just be on standby," he said.

Efetobo and Zinzi stood from their seats.

"I promise you both that no force shall be used unnecessarily. I'll give our detractors on the outside an opportunity to do the right thing for the diaspora. They can pay what they owe and make good on promises from the United States, the Caribbean, South America, and in Europe. I'll force every country and island nation to face their history of anti-Blackness. My goal is restitution. I'm not a tyrant, but I'll flex if I have to."

His kimoyo beads warmed up on his wrist and glowed blue. Riki and Sydette.

"I have to take this," Erik said.

Zinzi, Efetobo, and M'Baku bid him farewell and left his office. Erik tapped a bead. Riki's and Sydette's faces were pressed together and their hair was soaked with water. They sat on a dock and he could hear water breaking against the Kivu lake shore.

"Baba, can we come back to the palace?" Sydette asked.

Her red-rimmed eyes weren't colored that way because of playing in the water.

"You two aren't having fun in the lake?" Erik asked, making his voice chipper.

Riki shook his head, and Sydette wiped her eyes.

"But it's so pretty there. I was waiting for more pictures from you."

"I wahn come home," Riki pleaded.

"You are home, Dumplin. I'll see you next weekend."

Riki's mouth fell open, and he squeezed his eyes shut. Sydette stared at him with gigantic eyes, willing him to rescue them. He noticed Yani's shadowy figure behind them. Their female nanny was nearby, too.

"Baba's gotta get some work done. I'll read you all a story with Joba tonight."

"No," Riki gasped, like all the breath was crushed out of his chest.

"C'mon y'all. I told you that Mama wanted her own house, and she wanted to make you happy there. She likes it a lot."

"I know… but…"

"But what, Sweet Pea?" he said.

"It's not the same without you all here. It's pretty and I like it. I just want you here, or we come there. I miss Joba…"

Sydette started crying and Riki blubbered next to her.

"You can tell me all about it when I see you next weekend," he said.

"Too long!" Riki complained.

"Riki! Joba! Time for dinner!"

The new nanny called to them, and Erik glimpsed the cute chubby face with the big smile.

"Kora is calling you. Go eat and I'll see you tonight on vid chat."

Erik blew them kisses and ended the call. Mpilo stood quietly, waiting for him to finish.

"The Scorpion Fighter is ready to take you to Princess Shuri's lab," Mpilo said.

He nodded and fingered through the stack of invitations. Mpilo left him to his privacy. Pausing, he thought of Nick Fury. Erik considered bringing him into the UDC as a liaison. It was a risky move to make, but it could be the buffer he needed to keep the Americans on a leash while he infiltrated the globe with his agenda. Erik's Nana used to make patchwork quilts, and that was the spirit he was using to put together the UDC. All the different patches of Black life stolen away to all the corners of the earth. One patch wasn't big enough to bring comfort to a cold body, but a blanket made from many could warm so many souls. Nick Fury was born and bred in the belly of the beast, just like Erik. He knew the tricks and trickster moves of the master manipulator country. The man knew intimately what Wakanda was made of. Perhaps Erik could turn him into a double agent and use him to his benefit.

It was worth trying.

Erik sent a message to Shuri that he was on his way. His work was never done. But the throne was on the horizon. His kimoyo lit up and vibrated on his wrist.

"Hey now," Erik said.

His Grandpop's image floated in front of him.

"JaJa, we're on our way there. I will see you soon," Dante said.

"Grandpop… I…."

"I know… I know…"

"The travel isn't stressing out your health, is it?" Erik asked.

"Heck no, boy! I haven't felt this alive since… well since I met my new grandbabies."

"I have so much to tell you… so much to ask you," Erik said.

They both stared at one another, teary-eyed and grateful.

"I won't hold you up. I wanted to tell you myself. We're bringing your mother and father home where they belong. Their proper home. They'll see their baby boy become the king he was destined to be," Dante said with pride.

"When you get here, I'm putting you to work. Don't think you're going to lounge around here. I need your old activist spirit. I need your wisdom."

"It's all yours," Dante said.

Erik lowered his head and burst into tears.

"The sun will never set on us again," Erik said.

"That I would love to see," Dante said. "I'll be with you soon, JaJa. Love you."

"I love you too."

Erik touched his kimoyo, and his Grandpop's image winked out.

"Prince N'Jadaka, are you ready?" Mpilo asked.

Erik took confident strides out of his office.

Califia and N'Jobu would finally be in Wakanda together.

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zaiixoxoo · 9 days ago

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Don’t Tease me Baby

Parings: HoodShurixFemReader, Sub!Reader, Bratty!Reader, Mean!Shuri, Dom!Shuri Cocky!Shuri,

Containing: Mature 18+, oral, G!p, teasing, edging, degrading, fingering, use of sex toys, rough sex, praising, daddy!kink, car!edging, face sitting (Reader to HoodShuri), masturbation, etc.

Summary: You had always had a bit of a crush on Ms Udaku ever since you met her. But you rarely said anything about it, because you were too young for her so it was a secret hidden deep within your mind. You kept to yourself, but there were little hints that could show that you had feelings for her, but she was always playing hard to get. You could see the little looks and moments from afar, how her eyes would linger on you, her heart fluttering every time you were near.

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It’s late in the evening so it’s getting dark, the sky a mix of deep blues and black. You were in your pink Cutlass Supreme Coupe, riding back home after a good and chill day at the salon.

You looked hella good too, You were a short and curvy girl, when you smiled your grills gleamed, body thick as hell and packing a big ass. Your hair was in a dark red Mullet, the rest going down to your shoulders as the your bangs hang in front of your pretty face. Your lips are fat and your eyelashes are long. Your nails were long pink acrylics with Cheetah designs and they had cute-ass pink rhinestones.

You had on a cropped white shirt with Pink bold Airbrush letters saying “𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓’ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘 ❤︎︎” that showed off your belly piercing , and with a pink skirt on, hugging that ass and showing that white Thong. To make it even better, you smelled like some bomb-ass vanilla and coco-butter.

You had the munchies after smoking a whole blunt to yourself, and you wanted to get your favorite liquor from the liquor store and some snacks, which was Tequila so you pulled in by a liquor store next to the corner store.

When you got out the car about to walk in the store, you heard a soft, raspy, sultry voice, making your head turn to see Ms Udaku fine ass a few blocks down at the Car Dealer shop talking to her friend.

Her hair was buzzed short, revealing the plethora of tattoos that decorated her neck, arms, and hands that gave her an edgy and dangerous look. She had a silver ring pierced into her tongue, the ring sticking out of her mouth slightly as she licked her lips. Her high and bloodshot eyes made it obvious that she was high out of her mind, and her jaw looked sharp as a blade.

She wore a red and blue Harlem jersey, the baggy clothes adding to her fine ass look. She also had on a gold chain around her throat, and her red dunks completed the look, making Her look almost intimidating; her sharp but yet so very alluring, at the same time. Her eyes and tattoos gave her an edgy aura, and her low voice and slight hint of a drawl made her all the more sexier and attractive.

It felt like time slowed down when you looked at her. She was all the way across the street, but she still emanated a captivating aura that demanded attention. There was something undeniably attractive about her; maybe it was her eyes, her jewelry, the way she held herself, the fact that she was clearly high as hell, all of the above. You were practically rooted to the spot that you were standing in, even after she had already noticed you. Her eyes were fixated on you, and you would’ve thought for a second that her gaze could’ve burn a hole through you.

She kept her gaze locked on you, the conversation she had with her friend already ended. As you approached the liquor store, her mind wandering to several less than innocent thoughts. She let out another puff of smoke from her blunt, her eyes never leaving you as she continued to admire your figure from her spot near the car.

Ms Udaku knew you well, but no matter how many times you both saw each other, you always tried to act as if didn’t. It always amused her, watching you pretend not to see her, and it always left her waiting to see if you’d finally break and say something, which she was expecting you to do so any minute. She had a knowing smirk plastered on her face, enjoying the little game you would always play, only waiting for you to make the first move.

The sight of you acting like you didn’t notice her only made her roll her eyes with a soft scoff, followed by a small smirk. She shook her head slightly as she took another drag as she called out to you.

“Don’ play stupid, prettybaby. It ain’t gon’ do nothin’ but piss me off, you know that. ‘Specially since I know you damn well saw me as soon as you got outta ya car.”

You took a moment to respond, acting like you didn't know she was there, but you could practically feel her eyes raking over you. After a beat, you slowly turned your head in her direction, a look of fake surprise on your face.

"Huh? What you talkin' about... I just got here, wasn't even worried about you Ms Udaku."

The moment you spoke, it immediately made her roll her eyes and scoff again. She took another drag as she looked you up and down, taking in the fact you were purposely acting like an idiot. She knew you were only doing this to rile her up, and it was definitely working.

"Mhm. Quit playin' with me. Ain't nobody gon' act like they don't see me, prettybaby, and you betta' quit that right now ‘fore I get pissed."

The way she talked, that fucking accent nearly made you FOLD into a damn omelette..

Ms Udaku let out a scoff and came to a halt, standing in front of you with her hands on her hips. Her eyes narrowed down at you, and when she spoke, she sounded annoyed, with a hint of aggression in her low, raspy voice.

"Don't play stupid, prettybaby. Like I said, I been seein' you staring at me this whole time. And don't you dare try and act like you don't know who the fuck I am, you hear me?"

The way she talked… the aggression, it’s just so..

She smirked faintly whenever her mind wandered to the thought of you having a crush on her, but it never failed to amuse her. She was older than you by a good amount, and she definitely wasn't playing games with a youngin’. So, her smirk grew as she spoke in your ear again, her voice a low and teasing.

"You think I don't know you got a thang for me, prettybaby? Don't make me laugh, dollface. You way too young to be catching feelings."

Her words were almost dismissive of your crush, emphasizing the age gap between you like a cruel taunt. She knew she had the upper hand, and she was enjoying making you squirm with her harsh but yet gentle tone of voice.

"And don't get any funny ideas either, babygirl. You know damn well people like me don't mess around with people like you. Especially some babyfaced thing like you."

You knew all too well that she knew about your crush, and hearing her call you a youngin’ once again riled you up slightly, making you grumble and roll your eyes. In an act of defiance, you bit your lip and responded with slight irritation, replying with a slight attitude.

"Damn, Ms. Udaku, why you playin' like you don't know I got a thang for you, baby? You ain't sly."

Ms. Udaku had to bite back a laugh when she heard you speak to her like that, feeling both amused and slightly annoyed at the same time. She didn’t really like it when people got mouthy with her, so she spoke up again, replying with a slightly annoyed and sharp voice.

"Girl, you know I'm way too old for you. You betta' keep those pretty lil feelings to yourself and quit trying to get under my skin, babygirl.”

You couldn't hold back a scoff of annoyance when she told you that she was too old for you. Being told that you were too young for her kinda hurt, but it was also kinda irritating at the same time. You were definitely feisty, and clearly you weren't about to back down from this. With a bit of defiance in your voice, you spoke your mind.

"Don't gimme that, Ms. Udaku. I'm not too goddamn young and you know it- I'm a whole adult and I'll do what I want, baby."

Ms. Udaku had to suppress a smirk at your feisty nature; her expression still looked slightly irritated. Her eyes narrowed as she replied with a slight huff, her voice a little firmer than before.

"I don't care how old you are, Prettybaby, you still ain't my age. Why the fuck you still even bother messin' with me when I make it clear that yo’ ass too young for my old ass? I don't need no lil youngin tryna get with me."

Ms. Udaku’s reply was the last straw for you, making you decide that you didn’t even want to go to the liquor store anymore, especially since the last thing you wanted to do was be around her at the moment. Frustrated, you huffed and stomped off, marching back to your car with a pissed off look on your face.

As you got in your car, Ms. Udaku watched you slam the door behind you, clearly seeing how angry and frustrated you were by the interaction. She couldn’t hide the slight smirk that played on her lips as she continued to speak with her friend Riri, not even hiding the fact that she was amused by how pissy you had just gotten.

As you drove off, Ms. Udaku continued to speak to her friend Riri, she couldn’t help but notice the look Riri had on her face; it was evident she wanted to say something. Ms. Udaku quirked an eyebrow at her, silently asking what the hell she was thinking. Her friend smirked and gestured towards you.

“Why you always gettin’ so pissy with her? She’s pretty as all hell, ya’ know… why you keep tellin’ her she too young for you?”

Ms. Udaku let out a scoff and rolled her eyes at Riri‘s question, folding her arms and replying with an annoyed and firm tone.

“Cause she is too damn young for me, that’s why. Look at that pretty lil thing, she’s about twenty years younger than me, I ain’t finna go after no damn youngin like her, period point blank."

Riri didn’t back down, still clearly wanting to get her point through. With a knowing look on her face and a smirk, she replied in a slightly teasing tone.

“But she’s grown, though, baby! Got a grown woman’s body and all, ya’ know… Don’t tell me you ain’t notice all that?”

Ms. Udaku’s cheeks slightly pinked at Riri’s words, knowing that she did notice you. But hell naw, she wasn’t about to admit that out loud; she was too prideful for that. She bit her lip and glanced at your car as it drove away, huffing out a response.

“I… I noticed, okay… But that don’t change the damn fact that she’s still just too young, baby. Like I said, I ain’t goin’ for a youngin’ like her.”

Riri let out a small hum, a small smirk on her face as she saw the way the older woman was getting flustered. She knew that there was no way she hadn’t noticed the hell outta you, and she wasn’t buying no “too young” bullshit from her. She gave her a pointed look, teasing her just a bit more.

“But baby, how you know she’s too young? You ain’t even give her a chance to show you she ain’t some youngin.”

Ms. Udaku knew that Riri was trying to put her on the spot, but she wasn’t about to back down now. She kept the defiant look on her face, trying to keep her cool as she responded, her voice still annoyed and firm.

“She is too young, period. And I ain’t interested in her lil’ youngin’ ass, end of discussion.”

Riri chuckled, clearly amused by how annoyed the older woman was getting. She could tell she was flustered, and she wasn’t about to let her get off the hook.

“Come on now, Baby… You can’t really mean that, huh? That lil prettybaby is too fine for you to pretend you ain’t interested, don’t lie, baby. You know I can tell when you lyin’.”

Ms. Udaku huffed out an exasperated sigh, knowing damn well that Riri wasn’t going to give up. She could feel a slight amount of heat in her cheeks, but she was going to do her best to deny it as much as she could; she was way too proud for that.

Meanwhile, As you drove home, you were definitely still a bit agitated. You took deep drags from your blunt, trying to calm yourself down as the weed slowly started to take your mind off of Ms. Udaku and your conversation with her. You still couldn’t get over how she treated you, and to top it off, you couldn’t believe how she flat out called you a youngin’.

Despite the weed, your mind still focused on the sight of her; the way she looked, the way she spoke, and just how goddamn gorgeous she was. It didn’t matter how much you tried to ignore it, you couldn’t get the fact that you were crushing hard AS FUCK on her out of your head. You huffed as you continued driving, still thinking to yourself with irritation.

Once you got home, you were definitely on a mission. You wanted, no, you needed to get that frustration out of your system, and you knew exactly how you were gonna do it. Tossing your keys to the side and throwing your blunt in your ash tray, you stalked off to your bedroom, a clear idea already in your mind.

As you marched into your room, you immediately started mumbling to yourself, letting out a huff as you thought about your previous interaction with Ms. Udaku. Your mind was filled with a mixture of frustration and irritation, but beneath all that, there was still a hint of attraction. You grumbled to yourself as you continued mumbling.

“Who the fuck does she think she is… ‘too young’ my ass, dammit.”

You tossed your shirt to the floor as you continued mummering to yourself, your mind still thinking about the way Ms. Udaku had called you a youngin’. The memory of it still pissed you off, but despite that, you couldn’t help but think about her, her face, and her damn voice. You growled in frustration as you fumbled with the fastener on your jeans.

As you pulled down your jeans and looked at yourself in the mirror, you couldn’t help but notice just how damn good you looked. Every curve on your body was perfectly shaped, and your ass was on display, looking nice and round and big as hell. The sight in the mirror of your fine ass figure made you bite your lip in response, a hint of appreciation in your gaze.

“All this muthafuckin’ ass and she just gon’ keep on denying me as if she don’t see all this fuckin’ ass…” you scowled rolling your eyes.

You couldn’t believe how fine you were, how your body looked like a damn piece of art. Your curves were on full display, and your ass was just thick as hell. You let out a small hum, your eyes roaming over your reflection in the mirror, still pissed about your previous interactions, but now also taking the time to appreciate your own damn body.

Your hand slowly traced down your hips, running over your curves and admiring how they looked. Your eyes were fixed on the mirror, and in your mind you couldn’t help but think about how Ms. Udaku would react if she saw you like this. The thought of her seeing you made your heart skip a beat.

You couldn’t help but imagine the way she would look at you, her eyes taking you in, running across every inch of your body. You let out a small hum, imagining what she would say, what she would do. It was a little arousing, knowing that she could see how damn fine you looked.

The more you thought about it, the more you felt yourself getting a little bit turned on. Your heart skipped a beat whenever you pictured Ms. Udaku looking at you, and the thought of her seeing and admiring your body was incredibly arousing. You let out a small sigh, noticing that you were starting to get quite excited already from just the thought of it all.

You pulled off your thong with a hint of impatience and need, and when you saw how damn wet they were, it made you gasp in response. You hadn’t realized just how turned on you were by thinking about Ms. Udaku and how damn good your body looked, but seeing the way your underwear were soaked only proved that you were incredibly aroused.

“Fuck… I need that fuckin’ purple damn dildo… I’m so damn wet, shit…”

You closed your eyes, almost losing yourself in the thought of it all. Your breathing was already getting a bit erratic, and you could feel yourself starting to get even more worked up. You knew damn well that you needed relief, and you needed it very soon. The need for pleasure was starting to get to you, and you could tell it wasn’t going to be easy to hold yourself back from giving in to it. It was like a damn itch that only Ms. Udaku’s hands could scratch.

You moved to your bed, laying down and spreading your legs. The thoughts of Ms. Udaku looking at you were still running through your mind, and you couldn’t help but imagine how her lips would feel on your skin. You were practically breathless, the need for relief becoming more intense and urgent by the second.

“Mmm… I need you Daddy…”

you start rubbing the dildo against your pussy, the vibrations from the toy making your legs tremble. You continue rubbing the dildo against your pussy, your free hand playing with your clit. The cool silicone of the dildo feels slick against your wet folds as you rub it back and forth, the vibrations making you whimper softly. You spread your legs wider, the dildo pressing more firmly against you as you try to get relief.

“Oooh fuck…” you moaned out softly.

As you played with the toys, a sense of satisfaction washed over you, the small, almost invisible frustration slowly fading away as you lost yourself in the sensation. Your breathing became a bit more shaky, and a small moan slipped past your lips as you got more and more comfortable. The feeling of the toys against your body sent a small Electric current of pleasure through your mind. As the sensation of the toys began to increase, a small sense of anticipation and excitement filled your mind, making the sensation even more intense…

As you continue to rub the dildo against your pussy, your other hand starts to move faster on your clit, your fingers pinching and rolling the sensitive nub. The combination of the dildo's vibrations and your fingers' movements has you moaning quietly, your free hand gripping the sheets for support.

A string of curse words slipped from your mouth as the sensation on your body grew more intense, your breathing becoming shakier and more erratic. The sound of your moans echoed faintly in your mind, making the tension build more and more.

Between the curse words and moans, a small, barely audible whisper of Ms. Udaku's name came out of your mouth, her name spoken in a shaky and breathless tone. It was like a small subconscious prayer, one you didn't realize you were speaking, but your mind clearly knew who you wanted in the moment.

The vibrations of the dildo against your throbbing clit make your thighs tense, your moans growing louder as you approach your peak. Your pussy gets wetter, the slick sounds of the dildo filling the room.

Finally unable to control yourself anymore, you slip the cool, vibrating dildo inside your aching pussy. The sudden fullness makes you gasp, your back arching as the vibrations pulse through your most sensitive areas. As the dildo slides in deeper, you can feel every ridge and vibration resonating through your core, making you whimper with pleasure. Your hips start to move in rhythm with the toy, fucking yourself slowly at first but gradually gaining speed.

The vibrator hums against your clit as you fuck yourself with the dildo, the double stimulation making your entire body tremble. Your breathing becomes ragged, your whimpers more frequent, as you chase the orgasm that's been building ever since you started.

“Mmm I need you so bad PrettyLady…”

As you become more lost in pleasure, your free hand finds its way to your heaving breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft mounds as you continue to thrust the dildo in and out of your dripping wet heat. Your fingers dig into the supple flesh of your breasts, pinching and rolling your hard nipples between your thumbs and index fingers. The added sensation sends sparks of pleasure straight to your core, making your pussy clench around the dildo and your hips buck uncontrollably. The room is filled with the sound of your moans, the wet slap of your pussy against the dildo, and the gentle jiggle of your bouncing breasts. Your entire body is flushed a deep pink, glistening with a thin sheen of sweat as you race towards the edge of orgasm.

You can feel the pressure building to an almost unbearable level, your body tensing as you try to hold back the impending release. Your nails dig into your breasts, drawing out more whimpers as you pull and twist the sensitive flesh, desperate for more stimulation.

“I’m bout’ to cum…” You whined, feeling your pussy clench around the dildo.

Finally, the pressure becomes too much and you cum hard, your pussy clamping down on the dildo as a powerful gush of fluid squirts out around it. Your whole body shakes as you ride out the orgasm, the dildo still vibrating inside you as you squeeze your breasts and scream in ecstasy. Your body continues to convulse with aftershocks as you slowly withdraw the dildo, still tingling from the intense orgasm. The sight of your sensitive, flushed clit makes you shiver again, your hands moving to gently caress your thighs where some of your fluids have trailed.

After you came, you let out a soft sigh and leaned back against the headboard of your bed, feeling completely relaxed and satisfied. You lay like that for a few moments, still catching your breath and still trying to recover from it all. That was, until a sound from your phone broke you out of your thoughts. You picked up the phone, unlocking it and looking at the message you just received. A small, surprised noise escaped your mouth when you saw the message from Ms. Udaku, seeing the nickname 'prettybaby' that she had given to you.

Seeing that it was from Ms. Udaku, you couldn't help but feel a slight twitch in your gut, but your mind was still hazy from the after effects of your previous.. activities. Nevertheless, you tapped the notification and opened the message, reading what she had sent you. Your mouth fell open just a little once you read the message, eyes widening a bit.

“I'm sorry about that lil argument we had earlier. I got a lil' bitchy, but I ain't mean it Babygirl. Can we talk? I can come to you right now if you want. I just really need to see you, Prettybaby. Baby girl, please.”

Seeing the more sincere and sweet message from her made your heart skip a little beat, but it also confused the hell out of you. It was a little out of character for her to sound like that, and the fact that she was apologizing and saying she wanted to see you and call you by a cute name like that just made you feel a lot of things at once. But you also had to know the reason why all of this was happening, so you quickly sent a reply back.

"Aight, girl, you can come by."

Ms. Udaku's response to your message was quick enough to make your heart skip another beat, and you could practically feel how anxious she was just from those few words.

"Aight Baby, I'm omw right now. See you in a few mins, Prettybaby."

As you saw her response, the words "Prettybaby" echoed in your head, still affecting you and making that fluttery feeling come up in your chest again. You huffed out an exasperated sigh and set the phone down next to you as you began to get yourself dressed, a feeling of anticipation in your stomach at having this older woman coming to your place. You were curious as hell to see what she wanted and… Why she was being so soft?

While getting dressed, you made sure to put some special effort into it. You put on some pretty damn fine makeup with your pretty lashes, making your eyes pop a little more and your lips look even more kissable with your brown lipliner. For clothing, you decided a cute, short white dress shirt showing your cleavage and some short dark blue booty shorts, with some clear sandals showing off your pretty pink toes, with your favorite gold necklace with cursive letters written on them saying 90s Babyy and your hoop earrings. You looked in the mirror, nodding and satisfied with how your outfit looked; even just looking at yourself made the fluttering in your chest grow even more.

You took a few final glances at yourself, admiring the way the outfit hugged your body, how the shirt showed off how much of your thighs were visible with the shorts, and how your earrings just made you look that much more pretty and attractive. You couldn't help the small smirk that came to your face at realizing just how good you looked now, and the idea that Ms. Udaku was gonna see you looking so stunning like this just made that fluttering in your stomach even more intense and… A bit more… exciting…

As you continued to admire yourself, you suddenly felt your phone vibrate in your hand, a notification on your screen catching your attention and bringing you out of your thoughts. Picking it up, your eyes widened a little bit as you saw the notification; it was a text from Ms. Udaku with a simple three word message.

"Come outside Mama."

The moment you read those three short words, that fluttering feeling in your stomach seemed to multiply tenfold, causing your heart to skip a beat as a small, almost silent gasp escaped your mouth. Hearing those words come from her… it was just making you feel more excited as the seconds passed. She sounded almost demanding, dominant… authoritative, and it made a small shiver go up your spine and… made you want more of her…

Without a second's hesitation, you headed over toward the front door, feeling like your heart was going to explode from how fast it was pumping.

As you walked towards the front door, you took one last look at yourself in the mirror, checking just one more time that you looked good, before you opened the door and stepped outside. Stepping outside, the feeling of the night air on your skin made you shiver slightly, but the only thing you were focused on right now was seeing the older woman in her black convertible, waiting for you with an expecting look on her face. She was leaning against the car's hood, arms crossed over her chest, as that gorgeous, smug look plastered on her face.

As you stepped outside, a small shiver went down your spine as the cool night air washed over you. With the way your shirt and shorts hugged your body, you definitely stood out, and Ms. Udaku's eyes immediately widened as she took in your sight. Her eyes slowly moved over you, a look of appreciation on her face as she drank you in, taking in your outfit and how good it looked on you. She smirked at the sight, letting out a small hum of approval as she spoke.

"Look at you… damn pretty baby…"

As Ms. Udaku spoke, a small shiver ran down your spine. Hearing that smooth voice again, and the appreciation in her tone in your appearance… it was just making the fluttering in your stomach and chest even more intense and…more exciting. As she looked you up and down, her eyes slowly traced over your outfit and all of the places where it clung to you and… exposed parts of your body. A small, almost inaudible huff of air left her lips as her eyes finally settled on your outfit's hem, noticing the way your shorts exposed your thighs.

Ms. Udaku was silently admiring you for a few moments before she finally spoke, her voice was… a bit more sultry than usual, and her words came out in a low tone. Her eyes traced over your body once more, pausing at your bare legs for a moment…

"You look fine as hell… Pretty baby… C'mere."

Your brain felt like it temporarily shut down as Ms. Udaku spoke, the sultry tone of her voice and the command in her words sending a small shiver up through your spine and into your stomach. You were about to say something, but your words died in your mouth as her eyes looked over your bare legs. Those words, coupled with her eyes looking over your legs, were making your cheeks start to get a little flushed. A soft, low gasp escaped your lips before you slowly moved towards her car, coming to a stop in front of her.

Ms. Udaku hummed softly as you walked over to her car, her eyes fixated on you like a hawk. In fact, her gaze was practically aflame, as her eyes slowly traveled over your figure, taking in every bit of how good your outfit emphasized your assets, a smirk on her face as she watched you approach.

Once you were standing in front of her, your mind could just feel her presence, her eyes roaming over your body like she was a lioness checking out her prey, and her smirk grew a little bit more.

Before she could say anything else, you spoke up, your voice sounding a little more sassy as you decided to bring up the fact that she had been calling you a youngins and it, in fact, had pissed you off. Leaning against the car a little more so you weren't towering over her, you looked her straight in the eye while you spoke.

"By the way… I don't appreciate being called a youngin, y'know… You act as if I’m a lil’ ass girl tryna get with you Ms Udaku."

Ms. Udaku's smirk immediately vanished from her face, her eyes suddenly widening a little bit as you snapped at her. She hadn't expected you to actually take issue with her using the term in reference to you, and it caught her off guard for a moment. She quickly composed herself, and a small scowl formed on her face as she spoke.

"And you ain't supposed to be getting with an older woman like me, you baby girl. You're too young for that."

Oh here this fine muthafucka’ go…

When she spoke back, she had that tone to her voice again that sent that damn flutter up your stomach and back up into your chest. Her eyes were still locked on your face as she spoke, and even though she had that scowl on her face at your sassiness, there was a different look in her eyes now. Almost like she was challenging you, as if to dare you to sass her again.

"You got too much sass, baby. You can't be talking to me like that."

That attitude of yours was back in full force as you shot back at Ms. Udaku, not backing down from her challenging look. You had a bit of a smart mouth on you, and you weren't sure how much she could handle you being like that, but you wanted to see how far you could push it…

"And who are you to tell me who to talk to? I can talk how I want when I want, baby. Ain't nobody in charge of me, You included."

Little didn’t you know that Ms Udaku gon’ shut your smart mouth ass up real quick..

Ms. Udaku's eyes widened as you immediately shot back at her, her scowl deepening as your attitude just got worse and worse with each word that came out of your pretty mouth. A small scoff escaped her lips as her eyes flickered over your outfit, looking over your tight shorts and bare legs, feeling a hot, frustrated feeling course through her body at how confident and sassy you were being. She wasn't used to being challenged like this, let alone by a young girl with pretty eyes and a gorgeous face.

"You need to learn some goddamn manners, Baby. Watch yo’ fuckin’ tone."

She didn't know where the hell this attitude of yours was coming from, but damn was she enjoying it, even if it was a bit frustrating. Every time that cute smart-ass look appeared on your face, or every time you spoke with that damn sassy tone, her heart just ached even more. She could practically feel the damn butterflies in her stomach, especially as she saw your outfit again, that damn pretty little short shorts and how your bare thighs were exposed…

"You ain't supposed to be talkin' to me like that… I'm an older woman, baby… You need to show respect."

You continued to stare her in the eye, a defiant and confident look in yours, as you finally spoke again, your sassy attitude back in full force. You knew you were being ballsy talking back to her like this, but you couldn’t stop, not when it just felt so good to challenge her dominant energy.

"Why? You too scared of being with a youngin, baby? You afraid you can't handle it or somethin'?"

Ms. Udaku's eyes widened a little bit as you continued your little sassy tirade at her, a small part of her surprised you were going as far as to challenge her in that kind of way. She was tempted to snap right back at you, to put some distance between you and her and tell you to shut your mouth. But… that confident look on your face, and the way you continued to sass her, just fired something up inside of her…

"And what makes you think I can't handle you, baby? You don't know how I really be."

Oh if only you knew that it was YOU who couldn’t handle her…

Her eyes darkened a little bit as she said that, her scowl slowly fading and being replaced with something different, something more… intense and challenging. Ms. Udaku could tell that you were getting a bit bold in your smart mouth, and she didn’t back down as you continued to stare her down with that sassy and hot look in your eyes.

"Why don't you find out how I really be then, hm baby? You really think you bold? I’ll tear yo’ lil’ ass up."

You let out a scoff, trying to keep up your attitude and sassiness, but your heart was racing at how she was looking at you now. You could feel something in the air between you growing more and more intense, and you weren’t about to back down from that challenge in her eyes as you shot back, still not dropping your own challenge in your own eyes.

"I can handle whatever you can dish out, baby."

Ms. Udaku huffed a little breath in a scoff at your sassy reply before her gaze suddenly darkened a little, that intense look in her eyes shifting to something more… dominant. She slowly pushed off the car, and took a few steps towards you, her eyes slowly tracing over your body.

"Oh word? You deadass? You think you can handle me? Aight. Get in yo’ ass in the car, baby."

All of your boldness and sassiness quickly disappeared as you saw her approach you, eyes widening a bit as you heard her command. You were caught by surprise by her suddenly taking control like that, and it instantly sent a shiver down your spine, making that intense feeling in your chest and stomach even more strong.

All you could do was take a deep breath and nod as slowly turned and opened the passenger door, getting in silently.

Ms. Udaku hummed at your compliance, satisfied that you’d decided to be a good girl and listen, despite all your sass before. She watched you go over to the passenger’s side for a moment, looking you over again with her hot gaze before finally opening the driver's side door and getting in. Once she sat down, she buckled her seat belt, then looked over to you, her eyes flickering over to your legs again.

"Put on yo’ seatbelt, baby."

Swallowing a small lump in your throat, you nodded and silently put on your seatbelt, trying to get your thoughts in order after how Ms. Udaku had just switched up on you like that. You couldn’t believe how quickly your sassiness had just been quelled and how quickly that intense feeling in your chest and stomach had just turned into butterflies.

As soon as you were buckled in, Ms. Udaku started the car and shifted it into gear, and began driving off.

The drive was fairly silent, save for the sound of the car’s engine and the quiet air conditioning blasting from the vents. Ms. Udaku kept her eyes on the road, stealing a quick glance at you every now and then, her eyes flickering over your legs, your outfit, before shooting over to the road again. A small smirk played at the corners of her lips as memories of your little sassiness passed through her mind…

You knew you fucked up.

The sound of So Anxious suddenly started playing through the speakers of the car as they stopped at a red light, and, almost immediately, a small little smile tugged at the corners of Ms. Udaku’s lips. A memory immediately passed through her mind, and as the music played, she glanced over at you, noticing that you’d perked up at the song.

Nine o'clock (nine o'clock), home alone (home alone)

Paging you (paging you)

Wishing you'd come over, my place (my place)

After while (after while), let me know (let me know)

We can just keep talking 'bout the last time (last time)

You were here (you were here)

What we did (what we did)

(No sleep 'til morning)

Only bubble baths (bubble baths)

And back rubs (and back rubs)

Hit me back (hit me back)

Girl, I hope you hurry 'cause

I'm so anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty

I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm

So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?

You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm

So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty

I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm

So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?

You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm

It's 10:10 (10:10)

Where you been? (Where you been?)

Did you get my message? (Did you get my message?)

(Your expression is tellin' me that you've been thinkin' the same thang)

The same thang I've been thinkin' (I've been thinkin')

You say you're workin' (say you're workin')

Well, hit me just as soon as you're shift is over (over)

And I'll be waitin' (I'll be waitin')

'Cause I can't sleep (I can't sleep)

For reminiscin'

Reminiscin' about you (about you)

And what we do (and what we do)

Hit me back (hit me back)

And I hope you hurry

So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty

I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm

So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?

You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm

So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty

I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm

So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?

Said as soon as you hit the door

I'ma pull you down on the floor

And before we get to touch the bed

Baby, back up every word you said

And before we get to hit the lights

And before we start the candlelight

Baby girl, I want to bump and grind

This is something that is on my mind

So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty

I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm

So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'

You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm

So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty

I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm

So Anxious….

An idea popped into her mind as she turned the volume of the music up, humming along to the song for a moment before clearing her throat and finally speaking, her eyes flickering over your legs again.

“I gotta question for you, pretty thang…”

You turned your head to look at her, a little bit surprised at the sudden break in the silence. You hadn’t been expecting anything, and you were a little curious to find out what she was going to say. You shifted in your seat a little to get more comfortable, and you looked over at her.

“Yeah..? Wassup?”

She continued to look at you for a second, her eyes again darting down to your legs before moving back up to your face. She let out a low hum, a small, almost mischievous note to her voice as she spoke again.

“What that mouth do?”

A/n: Eat Puss- OMG WHO WROTE THAT? 😭

You had to take a moment to process that question, but once you did, your eyes widened a little, and that fluttering in your chest and stomach returned. You weren’t sure where she was going with that question, but by the tone of her voice, you weren’t sure how you should take it. You let out a small breath, a bit stunned by that question.

“Wha- I… What?”

Ms. Udaku let out a small laugh at the way you stuttered over your words, obviously taken a little bit off-guard by her question. She hummed again, her eyes flickering over your body again, admiring it for a moment before she spoke again.

“You heard me, baby. I asked what that mouth do? You ain’t afraid to sass me like that, so I’m tryna see how much you really got… Can you put that smart pretty mouth to good use?”

Ms. Udaku’s words just continued to fluster you more, the heat building up in your body as her eyes continued to look you over, her eyes lingering a bit too long in the places where your outfit was… revealing. You swallowed a small lump in your throat, your face feeling a bit flushed as you spoke again, still trying to stay as… confident… as possible.

“I… Can put it to a lotta good use… You really must tryna find out?”

Ms. Udaku hummed again as she heard your answer, another small laugh escaping her lips as she heard that confident tone that continued to return to your voice. She kept her eyes trained on you as she continued to take you in, her gaze flickering over your figure again.

“I am… I’m tryna find out just how good you can put it to good use, baby… You got a hell of a mouth, after all…”

Ms. Udaku started moving again after the light turned green, but this time, it was with one hand on the wheel and one hand on your thigh. Her hand was resting on your bare skin, and her touch was slow and caressing with her fingers. Her expression was calm and nonchalant, like she wasn’t doing anything wrong. The sensation of her sudden touch on your bare skin made your breath hitch for a second and your chest tighten. You hadn’t been expecting it, and you were too surprised to do anything other than just sit there, your skin warm under her touch. You chanced a glance at her, her calm and nonchalant expression almost driving you insane with the way she just continued to act so casual even while doing that to you.

Your face instantly grew a bright red when her hand went in your shorts, your cheeks flushing from embarrassment and fluster, and for a moment you just silently sat there, trying to keep your breath steady while she slowly moved your panties to the side. You had to bite your lip to stop any sounds from escaping, trying desperately to maintain …her calm and nonchalant demeanor as her hand started going to places you weren’t expecting it. It was like she knew what she was doing, knew how to reduce You to a flustered and embarrassed mess just by moving her hand a little ways up. Your words caught in your throat as you desperately tried to remain composed, but the feeling of her hand moving around had your stomach doing flips and your chest clenching, making it extremely difficult to speak or do anything other than …sit and just let her continue. Your breath was short and ragged, the words you were trying to speak just barely escaping your lips in short and sharp breaths, but they were too quiet for anything coherent to come out. All you could do was just sit and endure whatever Ms. Udaku was going to do, your heart racing in your chest and your skin heated more and more from her touch.

Ms. Udaku hummed another small laugh as she felt your body tense and heard your breathing become ragged. She continued to gently caress your thigh with her fingers, watching as you continued to try and struggle to get your words out. After a moment, she spoke, her voice filled with a taunting tease.

“You gettin’ all nervous, sithandwa? Can’t even get a sentence out?”

Your face only burned hotter at her words and the taunt in her voice. The way she spoke to you, with a slight mocking, teasing tone in her words, just added to the feeling of embarrassment and fluster that was building up in your chest, and you could only manage to bite your lip and let out a shaky breath before speaking.

“N-No… I’m not… I’m not nervous…”

Ms. Udaku hummed again as she heard your stuttering reply, another small laugh escaping her lips at how flustered you were getting by her simple touch. Her fingers continued to gently caress your bare skin, her hand slowly moving up your thigh towards your inner thigh, her gaze flickering over your body again before she spoke again.

“Mhmm…Sure you ain’t, baby…”

Your breath stuttered again as you felt her fingers slowly moving further up your thigh, your heart racing even faster in your chest as she slowly moved her hand up to your inner thigh. Her eyes kept flickering over you, admiring your figure, looking at your bare legs and tight shorts, and the fluster you were already displaying. She was enjoying every second of how nervous and embarrassed you were getting by just a little bit of touching, and she had no intentions of stopping anytime soon.

Ms. Udaku's hand continued its exploration, sliding further up your inner thigh as she kept her eyes on the road. Her touch was deliberate and unhurried, each movement calculated to send sparks of pleasure coursing through your veins.

A soft, husky laugh escaped her lips as she noticed your flushed face and rapid breathing. She leaned in closer, her warm breath ghosting across your ear as she whispered;

“You so easy to rile up, ain't you, Prettybaby? Can't even keep yo’ cool when I touch you like this. I like that about you Sithandwa.”

Her fingers danced higher, brushing against the sensitive flesh just below your mound before retreating back down to your thong-clad sex. She repeated the tantalizing caress, her palm grazing your clit with each pass, stoking the flames of desire burning within you.

You bit your lip hard, trying not to moan out loud as her fingers teased you through your underwear, your hips bucking slightly into her touch involuntarily. Your mind was foggy, unable to think straight as pleasure coursed through you, your body reacting on instinct alone. You looked at her with wide, desperate eyes, your chest heaving with quick, shallow breaths. You wanted to tell her to stop, to pull away, but the words wouldn't form in your mouth. All you could manage was a choked whimper, your hands gripping the door handle tightly as you fought to stay seated and not throw yourself at her. You knew you wanted her, so you ain’t say nothing else.

Ms. Udaku's eyes gleamed with amusement and satisfaction as she witnessed your helpless reaction, your body betraying your attempts to resist. She chuckled low in her throat, the vibrations of her laughter sending tingles through your core.

“Mmm, listen to you whimpering for me, Prettybaby. You love this, don't you? Love how I make you squirm and moan without even touching you proper.”

With a deft motion, she slipped your thong aside, exposing your slick, heated folds to her probing fingers. She stroked through your arousal, gathering the evidence of your desire before circling your clit with gentle pressure.

“Fuck, you wet already? Must be thinking 'bout all the filthy shit I could do to you, huh prettybaby?”

Your head fell back against the seat, a strangled moan escaping your lips as her fingers found your most sensitive spots. You was completely at her mercy, your body trembling and arching into her touch despite your best efforts to remain still. You couldn't hold back the whimpers and gasps anymore, your voice rising in pitch as she worked you over. The sensation of her fingers gliding through your juices and rubbing your clit sent jolts of electricity surging through you, making your toes curl and your thighs quiver.

“Ahh, Ms Udaku... please...” you managed to choke out between breathless moans, your hips rocking against her hand in a desperate bid for more friction. “Don't tease me like this... I need... I need you to... oh fuck…!”

Ms. Udaku's grip on your thigh tightened as she felt your body begin to convulse, your moans growing louder and more urgent. With a wicked grin, she plunged two fingers deep inside you, crooking them to stroke that sweet spot within.

“Mhm lemme hear you, prettybaby. You know you want it, need it. My fingers feel so good inside you, don't they Intombazana emnandi?”

She pumped her fingers in and out of your dripping cunt, her thumb continuing to circle your clit with relentless pressure. The combination of her digits stretching and filling you, combined with the direct stimulation of your nub, pushed you rapidly towards the brink of climax.

As your orgasm built to a crescendo, Ms. Udaku's fingers slowed their pace, allowing you to teeter on the edge without tumbling over. She leaned in close, her hot breath tickling your ear as she whispered.

Hold it, babygirl. Don't you dare cum yet. Think about those new leather seats getting soaked with your juices. Wouldn't wanna be in trouble now, would we?

Her words were laced with playful menace, a reminder of the consequences should you give in to the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. Despite the intense pleasure radiating from her skilled fingers, Ms. Udaku maintained control, keeping you precariously balanced on the precipice of ecstasy.

You gritted your teeth, clenching your fists as you struggled to maintain control, your body shaking with the effort to hold back your impending climax. The thought of ruining the car's expensive interior only added to the mental torment, making you resolve waver. But you refused to give in, determined not to submit to her will so easily. With a Herculean effort, you managed to stifle your moans, your chest heaving as you panted through the intense sensations.

“N-no... I won't... I can't...” Your voice trailed off into a series of strained whimpers as you fought the urge to surrender to the pleasure. “Please... just... just a lil’ more...” I begged, my resistance crumbling with each passing second.

Ms. Udaku's eyes sparkled with triumph as she sensed your resolve weakening. She increased the tempo of her ministrations, her fingers plunging deeper and faster into your spasming channel. The lewd sound of your juices sloshing against her hand filled the car, mingling with your ragged breaths and muffled whines.

“Oh, look who starting to beg now. You want more, don't you, Prettybaby? Want me to make you cum so hard you see stars? Look at you, moanin’ and shit like the pretty lil’ whore you is Baby.”

She rubbed your clit with merciless intensity, the pressure bordering on painful as she coaxed the last dregs of your self-control. Her free hand reached out to cup your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze as she leaned in close.

“You wet my muthafuckin’ seats? And I promise you that’s yo’ ass when we get to my house. Ngaba fucking uyandiqonda?” (Do you fucking understand me?)

You couldn't take it anymore; the pleasure was too intense, the threat too real. With a keening cry, you finally surrendered, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. Your inner walls clenched around Ms. Udaku's fingers as you came undone, waves of ecstasy washing through you in rapid succession. You were vaguely aware of the wetness spreading across the seat, but your focus was entirely consumed by the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body.

“Ahhh, fuck! Ms... Ms... UDAKU!” You screamed her name, your voice raw and hoarse as you rode out the aftershocks of your climax. Tears streamed down your face, your body trembling with the force of your release.

A/n: Yo’ ass in trouble now. LMAOOO 😭.

Ms. Udaku snatched her hand away from your shorts, leaving a trail of your slick arousal on the leather. She let out an exasperated sigh, shaking her head as she watched the evidence of your disobedience spread across the seat.

“Damn, prettybaby, what the fuck? You really got me fucked up now. Wettin’ my brand new seats and not listenin' to my goddamn orders? That's some wild disobedient shit right there.”

She smacked your thigh hard enough to sting, her palm leaving a red imprint on your sensitive skin. The pain served as a stark contrast to the pleasure she'd just provided, a harsh reminder of the consequences for not following her rules.

“When we to my place, I'ma deal wit’ yo’ naughty ass proper. You betta’ believe I ain't letting you forget this lesson. Tch, wettin’ my seat like you muthafuckin’ crazy..” She mumbled the last part with irritation.

The way she was speaking and the way she smacked your thigh your had heart racing in your chest and your cheeks flushing from a mix of fluster and embarrassment. Despite being scolded, her tone and words were turning you on more than you would ever admit, and you could feel your thighs clenching together more as a mix of arousal and fluster built up in your chest.

Ms. Udaku continued to look ahead at the road in front of her, her gaze flickering to the evidence of your arousal staining her seats before glancing over to you again. She let out a small huff, trying to contain her irritation at the mess you’d just made, but you were making that difficult. She felt her own heart rate beginning to increase as she remembered how you’d started this whole thing between you, and how obediently you were letting her take control now.

You didn’t respond, but you sat there quietly, listening to her scolding you and letting the heat build up in your chest. Ms. Udaku continued, now reaching her arm over to your lap and grabbing your chin, turning your head to look at her. She looked you up and down again, her eyes taking in your flushed cheeks and the look in your eyes, before speaking again.

“You ain’t got nothin to say for yourself? Nothin’ at all to say for wetting my damn seat?”

You swallowed a small lump in your throat as you looked at her, her hand roughly grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at her. Your face was flushed red, partly from embarrassment, and partly from arousal, and the way she was looking at you only made your heart race even faster in your chest. You struggled for a moment to find the words to speak, letting a shaky breath escape you as you tried to reply. “I.. I’m sorry..

Ms. Udaku chuckled softly at your response, a small, almost mocking noise escaping her lips as she heard you apologize. She gave you another quick look over, her eyes flickering over your face and the flustered expression you were currently displaying before she spoke again.

“You betta’ be sorry, prettybaby. ‘Cuz I ain’t gonna show you no mercy when we get to my place. Not at all.”

Ms. Udaku finally parked infront of her house, a rather large and modern-looking structure, situated in a nice neighborhood. The exterior was clean and upscale, a testament to the luxury that lay behind those doors. With a small satisfied hum, she turned the car off, unbuckling her seat belt before turning her gaze back over to you. She looked you over again, her gaze taking in your appearance and the mixed expression on your face before grabbing your jaw again and forcing you to look at her.

“Come on, prettybaby.”

She opened the door and stepped out, walking around the vehicle to pull you out by the arm. As soon as you were out, she pulled you flush against her, her hands roaming possessively over your body.

She led you towards the front door, her grip firm on your hand as she navigated you through the foyer and into the living room. The space was sleek and modern, with dark hardwood floors and minimalist decor. Ms. Udaku guided you further, until you stood in front of a staircase leading upstairs.

“Upstairs, third door on the left.”

You nodded and followed her lead, ascending the stairs and making your way down the hallway as instructed. Upon reaching the third door, you paused, taking a deep breath before pushing it open. The room was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the bed looked inviting, covered in plush pillows and silk sheets.

You stepped inside, closing the door softly behind yourself. Turning to face Ms. Udaku, you found her standing in the doorway, her eyes raking over your form with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. You swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest as you awaited her next move.

Ms. Udaku closed the door behind her, the click of the lock echoing through the room. She moved towards you with purpose, her hips swaying subtly with each step. Once she reached you, she cupped your face in her hands, tilting your head up to meet her gaze.

“You betta’ be ready for this, 'cuz once I start, I ain't stoppin’ till I'm done with you. And trust me, prettybaby, I'm gon’ make sure you remember this night for a long-ass time.”

With that, she crashed her lips against yours in a fierce, dominating kiss. Her tongue pushed past your lips, claiming your mouth as hers. One hand slid down to grab your ass, squeezing it roughly as she ground her hips against yours.

You gasp into the kiss, your hands coming up to grasp at her shoulders as you melt into her embrace. Your own tongue darts out to tangle with hers, meeting her fervor with equal passion. The rough squeeze on your ass sends a jolt of pleasure through you, and you can't help but moan into her mouth as your bodies press closer together.

When she finally breaks the kiss, leaving you both panting, you stare up at her with wide, lust-filled eyes. Your chest heaves with each ragged breath, and you could feel the heat of her body seeping into yours.

“Please,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart. “I need fuckin’ need you Daddy please...”

Ms. Udaku grinned wickedly, clearly pleased by your desperation and the nickname. She reached down, grabbing the hem of your shirt and yanking it upwards. The fabric ripped easily, exposing your breasts to her hungry gaze. She palmed them roughly, pinching and twisting your nipples between her fingers.

“Aight then, since you beggin' so prettily... Let's get you naked and on this bed. I wanna see every inch of this fine-ass body.”

With that, she pushed you backwards onto the mattress, quickly stripping off her own clothes. Her toned physique was on full display, and she wasted no time crawling over you, her weight pressing you into the pillows as she captured your mouth in another searing kiss.

You moan into the kiss, your back arching as she palms your breasts. The sensation of her fingers on your sensitive nipples sends jolts of pleasure straight to your core. When she pushes you back onto the bed, you eagerly comply, watching with hooded eyes as she strips off her clothes.

Her toned body is a feast for your gaze, and you drank in every curve and contour as she crawls over you. The feeling of her weight on top of you, the heat of her skin against yours, it's almost overwhelming. But when your mouths meet again, you lose yourself completely, kissing her back with equal fervor.

Her huge, thick cock stands proudly erect, jutting outward with pulsing veins that trace its impressive length, her thick shaft bobbing slightly, already leaking pre-cum.

You wrap your legs around her waist, pulling her closer as you grind against her. The friction is delicious, and you can already feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Breaking the kiss, you pant out.

Ms. Udaku quickly stripped away your remaining clothing, leaving you bare and exposed beneath her. She gazed upon your nude form with a predatory gleam in her eye, her hands continuing their traveling between your thighs.

Her hand slipped between your thighs, fingers finding your slick folds. She groaned at the warmth and wetness she encountered, rubbing your clit in slow circles.

“Fuck, you so damn wet for me prettybaby... You musta’ been thinkin' 'bout this all day, huh?”

She pumped two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that sweet spot deep within your pussy. Her thumb kept up its relentless stimulation on your clit, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through your body.

A sharp cry escapes your lips as she sucks on your nipple, the mix of pain and pleasure making your toes curl. You buck your hips against her hand, desperate for more friction. The words from her mouth only fuel the fire burning within me, and you whimper, "Y-yes, I've been thinkin’ bout’ you all day..."

Her fingers pumping inside you send waves of ecstasy crashing over you, and you can feel your walls clenching around her digits. The pressure on your clit is intense, bordering on painful, but you craved it. You needed more.

"I want you," you pleaded, your voice high and breathy. "Please, fill me up. I need to feel you inside me."

You reach down, your hand finding hers where it's working your clit. You guided her movements, showing her exactly how you liked it.

Ms. Udaku's grin widened at your plea, her eyes gleaming with lust. She removed her fingers from your dripping cunt, bringing them to her mouth to lick them clean. The sound of her moaning at the taste of your arousal only spurred her on further.

"Aight, since you askin' so nicely..."

She positioned herself between your thighs, the head of her cock nudging against your entrance. With a single, powerful thrust, she buried herself balls-deep inside you. A guttural groan escaped her as your tight heat enveloped her dick.

"Ooooh fuck prettybaby, you feel incredible wrapped 'round my dick like this. So goddamn tight..."

She began to move, setting a relentless pace as she pounded into you. Each stroke was deep and forceful, hitting that sweet spot inside you with precision.

The sudden intrusion of her thick cock stretching your walls had you seeing stars. You scream out in pure bliss, your nails digging into her back as you clung onto her. The sensation of being so fully filled, of having her throbbing length pulsing inside you, it's indescribable.

"Ooooh Yes Daddy!, yes, fuck! Just like that!" You cried out, your voice raw with pleasure.

You met her thrusts eagerly, your hips rising to greet each plunge of her cock. The slap of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated by both your mingled moans and grunts. You can feel her hitting that special spot deep within you with every stroke, sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through your veins.

"Don't stop, oooh fuck please don't ever stop daddy!," you begged, your words punctuated by gasps and whimpers.

Ms. Udaku panted heavily, her rhythm faltering slightly as she struggled to maintain control. Your tight, wet heat was driving her wild, and she could feel her climax approaching fast.

"You gon’ cum on my dick like a good girl prettybaby?" she demanded, her voice strained with effort.

She changed the angle of her thrusts, aiming directly for that magic spot inside you. Her pubic bone ground against your clit with each movement, pushing you closer to the edge.

"C'mon, prettybaby, show me what you got. Milk this fuckin’ dick dry baby!”

With those words, she slammed into you one final time, grinding her pelvis against yours as she erupted deep within your spasming channel. Her orgasm seemed to last an eternity, wave after wave of intense pleasure coursing through her as she emptied herself inside you.

The feeling of her cock pulsating inside you, filling your pussy with her hot release, is enough to push you over the brink. Your inner walls clamp down around her throbbing length, milking her for every drop as you came undone beneath her.

"Oh god, oooh fuck, I'm cummin’!" You wailed, your body shaking violently as the most intense orgasm of your life rips through you.

Your vision blurs, and you could barely hear anything over the roar of blood in your ears. You’re dimly aware of her grinding against you, prolonging both our climaxes, until finally, you both collapse in a sweaty, trembling heap.

Ms. Udaku pulled out of your dripping pussy, causing a small gush of fluid to escape and trickle down your thighs. She stood up, towering cover you as she stretched her lithe frame. Her cock, still semi-hard, bobbed between her legs, a testament to the intensity of your coupling.

She wasn’t done though.

Ms. Udaku gestured for you to turn around and straddle her face, her eyes gleaming with renewed hunger. Once you'd positioned yourself, she grasped your ass cheeks, spreading them wide open to expose your soaked, twitching hole.

"Mmm, look at this pretty pink pussy, all juicy and ready for more," she purred, her hot breath wafting over your sensitive flesh. "I'm gon’ eat this sweet cunt till I hear yo’ pretty voice screamin’ my name again."

Without further preamble, she dove in, her tongue delving deep into your core. She lapped at your juices, savoring the tangy flavor of your arousal. Two of her fingers pushed inside you, curling to rub that magical spot as her mouth worked overtime to bring you to another peak.

As soon as her tongue touched your swollen, throbbing clit, you let out a loud moan. Her fingers plunging into your pussy, curling to hit that perfect spot, had your hips jerking forward involuntarily. You gripped the bedspread, your knuckles turning white as you fought to stay seated on her face.

"Ooohh fuck, yessss! Eat my pussy daddy!, make me cum again!" You begged shamelessly, your voice high and needy.

Her oral assault was relentless, her tongue flicking rapidly over your clit as she pumped her fingers in and out of your clenching channel. The dual stimulation was too much, and you felt the familiar tension coiling in your belly, building towards another explosive climax.

Ms. Udaku intensified her efforts, doubling down on her techniques to drive you over the edge once more. She sucked hard on your clit, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled the sensitive bud into her mouth. At the same time, she curled her fingers deeper inside you, grinding against that sweet spot with deliberate intent.

“Come on, prettybaby, give it to me," she urged, her voice muffled by your pussy. "Cum all over my face like a good lil’ slut you is.”

Her words, along with the unrelenting stimulation, proved to be the final push. With a keening wail, your body seized up, your inner muscles clamping down on her invading fingers as a torrent of pleasure crashed over you. Wave after wave of ecstasy pulsed through you, your juices flooding Ms. Udaku's mouth as she drank in your release.

You came so hard you saw stars, your whole body convulsing as the most intense orgasm of your life ripped through your body. You screamed Ms Udaku's name like a prayer, your voice hoarse from shouting. Your pussy clenched and spasmed around her fingers, gushing fluids that drenched her chin and dripped down her throat.

"Ah-ah-AHHH!! Oh fuck, OOOH DADDY, YES!!" You howled, your words dissolving into incoherent cries of pleasure.

As the aftershocks subsided, you slumped forward, your arms wrapping around the back of her head as you held yourself up. You was completely spent, your mind foggy and my body limp with satisfaction.

Ms. Udaku gently released your quivering pussy from her mouth, licking her lips to savor the taste of your release. She looked up at you with a smug, satisfied grin, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Well, well, well... looks like someone's a natural-born lil’ cumslut," she teased, wiping her chin with the back of her hand. "I knew yo’ young ass would be a quick learner, prettybaby."

She stood up, towering over you as she brushed off her knees. Despite the exhaustion etched on your features, Ms. Udaku's own energy seemed to have reached new heights. She reached out, running a finger along your jawline before tilting your face up to meet her gaze.

"But don't think we done yet, sweetheart. I’m still tryna’ find out what that pretty mouth can do fo’ a lady like me.”

“Emadolweni akho intombazana emnandi.” (On your knees sweet girl)

At her command, you sank to your knees without hesitation, looking up at her with a mix of submission and desire. Your mouth watered at the thought of tasting her, of pleasing her in whatever way she desired.

"Yes ma'am," you breathed, your voice husky from exertion and arousal.

You opened your mouth wide, displaying your eager tongue and the wet heat of your awaiting throat. You wanted nothing more than to serve her, to show her just how devoted you could be to satisfying her cravings.

A low, approving chuckle rumbled in Ms. Udaku's chest as she took in the sight of you kneeling before her, so willing and pliant. She reached down, threading her fingers through your hair and guiding your head closer to her pelvis.

"That's it, babygirl, show me what a good lil’ cocksucka’ you can be," she purred, her free hand gripping her thick dick and stroking it teasingly. "Get that pretty mouth wrapped around my dick and suck me dry. Show me you can handle a older woman like me Usana."

With a firm tug on your hair, she pressed the tip of her cock against your lips, coating them with her precum. The musky scent filled your nostrils, making your mouth water in anticipation.

"Now, open wide and take it all in prettybaby. Be a good girl fo’ me ya hear?"

You obeyed immediately, parting your lips and taking her thick cockhead into your mouth. You moaned softly around the intrusion, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her precum. As she guided more of her length past your lips, you relaxed your throat, allowing her to slide deeper until she hit the back of your mouth.

“Mmm...” you hummed in approval, your nose pressing against her pubic bone as you began to bob your head, sucking eagerly on her dick. You ran your tongue along the underside, tracing the prominent vein before swirling it around the head, lapping up every drop of precum you could find.

Your hands came up to grip her muscular thighs, holding onto her for balance and leverage as you worked her cock with increasing enthusiasm.

Ms. Udaku groaned, her head falling back as she savored the feeling of your warm, wet mouth enveloping her cock. Your eagerness and skill sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core, and she couldn't help but thrust her hips forward, fucking your face with shallow strokes.

"Fuuuck, oooh yes prettybaby, just like that, babygirl," she gasped, her grip on your hair tightening. "Take it all, baby. Show me how much you love chokin’ n’ suckin’ on my big black dick."

She picked up the pace, her thighs tensing as she fucked your mouth harder. The sound of saliva and precum mixing with her grunts of pleasure filled the room, punctuated by the occasional slap of skin on skin as her balls swung against your chin.

You gagged slightly as she picked up speed, but you didn't pull away. Instead, you focused on relaxing your throat, letting her thick cock slide deeper with each thrust. You felt her pulse throbbing against my tongue, and it only spurred you on.

“Mm..mmm..!” You moaned around her dick, the vibrations adding to her pleasure. You looked up at her, both your eyes locking as you sucked harder, your cheeks hollowing with the effort. You could feel her getting close, her movements becoming more erratic as she chased her climax.

With a surge of determination, you doubled your efforts, sucking fiercely and fondling her heavy balls. You wanted to make her come undone, to drink down every last drop of her warm nut.

Ms. Udaku's control snapped, her hips bucking wildly as she hurtled towards orgasm. With a guttural roar, she buried herself to the hilt in your mouth, her cock pulsating violently as she erupted.

“Oooh yes!, swallow it all, prettybaby!" she bellowed, pumping spurt after spurt of warm, sticky nut directly onto your tongue. "Drink my load, prettybaby!"

Her grip on your hair became nearly painful as she rode out her climax, grinding her cock against your palate and forcing you to take every drop. Finally, with a shuddering sigh, she pulled out, her softening member slipping from your lips with a wet pop.

You swallowed hard, gulping down the copious amount of semen that flooded your mouth. Some dribbled down your chin, but you licked it up eagerly, savoring the rich, salty flavor. When she finally released her hold on your hair, you sat back on your heels, panting heavily.

Ms Udaku reached her arm over, grabbing your chin again and forcing you to look at her. Her thumb gently caressed your cheek, a light, satisfied smile on her lips. Her tired, satisfied eyes looking you over again, before she spoke again, her voice still slightly winded from the action.

“Did you enjoy yourself, babygirl? Yo’ ass satisfied that I finally stopped teasin’?”

You were just as winded as she was, your chest heaving as you struggled to catch your breath. You nodded weakly, your body feeling almost numb but entirely satisfied, and you could only manage to respond with one word.

“Mhm…”

Ms. Udaku smiled at your response, your agreement, and leaned over to you, her fingers still lightly caressing your cheek. She gave you a satisfied hum again as she continued to admire your exhausted expression, before giving you a small kiss on the temple, her lips staying on your skin for a couple of seconds before she pulled away.

”Good… Aight now, lemme get you cleaned up…”

Ms. Udaku picked you up and carried you over to the bathroom, her arms holding you up with ease as she carried your tired and weary body. The walk was short, and she made her way over to the shower, turning it on and making sure the water was the right temperature before gently placing you inside and closing the door behind her.

She then pulled out her phone, quickly sending a text to Riri, not bothering to type with proper grammar as she tapped the screen, sending a short and simple message; “Got the lil prettygirl wit’ me.”

She put her phone away, looking down at herself and grimacing at her current, sweaty and messy state. She quickly stripped bare, stepping into the shower with you and letting out a sigh as she felt the warm water hit her body, washing away the sweat and the other evidence of the past hours of action.

She walked up behind you, her body coming up close to yours and pressing against yours. She wrapped her arms around your body, her chest pressing into your back, and she leaned her chin on your shoulder, closing her eyes and letting the warm water run over her body before speaking again.

”Let me wash you, babygirl..”

A/n: timeskip cuz I’m ready for this sorry to end lol.

After the shower was over, Ms. Udaku had dried both of you off, wrapping a towel around you before picking you up again and carrying you to her bedroom. She gently sat you on the bed, making sure you were dry and comfortable before tucking you into the bed, pulling a blanket over your body. She sat down on the edge of the bed, watching you as you slowly started falling asleep, a small smile on her lips. She then pulled out her phone, tapping the screen as she unlocked it, opening the conversation she had with Riri and quickly typing a new message.

She let out a small sigh as she began typing, her fingers moving quickly over the keys, the screen lighting up as a series of words appeared with each tap.

As she chucked at the message, she put her phone down and turned her gaze back over to you, seeing you passed out on the bed, a small smirk on her lips as she looked at your sleeping figure. She let out another satisfied hum as she stood up, walking over to the door and turning off the lights before making her way back over to the bed and crawling in as well, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close to her.

She pressed her body forward, molding against yours and cradling you against her chest, her arms holding you close against her. She buried her nose into your hair, taking a small breath before speaking again, her voice quiet and soft.

“I guess you my woman now prettybaby… Ubusuku obuhle intombazana yam emnandi.” (Goodnight my sweet girl)

A/n: this shit was rushed buuuut.. hope y’all enjoyed. And I been HELLA busy lately with work and allat shit. So my apologies for being gone for so long pooks 💋.

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