Nobody Has to Know!

Chris was pulling up to the main entrance to the college in our pearl white Bentley. I saw that he had Lucas in the front seat; his go-to boy when he needed someone to be put down. As I got closer to the car, I saw that they were laughing, which told me this was a social call. I hopped in the back seat, closing the door behind me.

“Hey, baby! What's up, Lucas?” I said as leaned over to Christopher and planted a huge kiss on his cheek.

“Hey Candy, you rolling up?” Lucas was asking me, as he was handing me the already broken down marijuana on the top of a CD case.

I took it and sat back as Chris took off into the afternoon traffic. I knew we were going downtown to the spot by the water to smoke and relax before we had to go get Jason from school. Chris had turned up the music and the boys started to freestyle to Ludacris's “Get Out the Way” instrumental.

“Damn I just stepped into a fucking cipher? Past the cigars!” I said slapping Lucas upside the head. He threw them into my lap without even looking back and continued on with his punch line.

By the time I rolled up all four blunts we were pulling up to the water. Once Chris put the car in park, he left it on with the AC on blast, got out the car, and got into the backseat with me. Lucas was in the passenger seat going through CDs trying to find more instrumentals to freestyle on. You could smell by their perfume and red glossy eyes that they had left me out of the rotation.

“Hey, little lady,” Christopher said with a smile.

I blew out the smoke and smiled back at him. “Hey, babe. How was your day?”

“It was good. Was anybody looking at you in that little black dress today?”

“Baby no, damn.” I busted into laughter as I passed him the blunt.

“Ha-ha, hell.” His smile disappeared. “I told you not to wear it unless I'm with you.”

“Babe!”

“I don't want to hear that,” he interrupted me. Lucas finally put in a CD and was changing the songs when Chris said, "Luke, my nigga, let that one ride." It was the "daddy" song by Twista. He looked at me and said, "Come get on my lap, little lady."

I sat up so he could slide over behind the passenger seat. Once he was comfortable, I climbed on top of his lap facing towards Lucas's back. He had already started to freestyle on the beat when Christopher screamed, "It's my turn!”

“Okay!” Shouted Lucas as he turned up the music.

“That ass looking nice in that dress, can I touch it? And if I pull it out can I slide it in and start fucking? I can kick this nigga out, baby girl, it’s nothing... that kitty getting wet but you're saying nothing. You got me feeling like Drake, I just want you to say something. We can give him that blunt so he will not start fussing. I feel your legs shaking so I know that you want it... Stop stroking the dick baby girl jump on it.”

As soon as Chris stopped rapping, Lucas jumped right in on cue. I never noticed it, but my right hand was underneath my right ass cheek reaching for his zipper. I do not know what Luke was talking about. I completely tuned him out as I felt Christopher lifting me up just enough to slide my dress up over my hips and pull my thong to the side.

Before I knew it; his dick was outside his pants and was fitting perfectly inside of my wet pussy. Luke had to have stopped rapping because Chris was now rapping again. He was grinding his hips, as I matched the same rhythmic movements. Forcing his dick to go deeper into my wetness.

When the next instrumental came on, Chris started to thrust pelvic area. While I rocked back in forward making it go deeper into my pussy. Luke never once turned around. He was up front facing a whole blunt to himself while rapping. I really do not know if he knew what we were doing. Honestly... I did not care.

I tried my best to stay as still as I could and let Chris do all the work. It is hard trying to stay quiet when you have a nine-inch dick digging into your pussy like he was digging for gold. The men continued to rap as I creamed up daddy's dick with my luscious nectar.

I grabbed both sides of the headrest and started to bounce my ass to the beat. It seemed as if I was just giving my man a lap dance. I knew I had until the end of the song in order to make him climax. Therefore, I took my legs from in between his and placed them on the outside of his legs. So he could feel every inch of my pussy. Grabbed the headrest a little tighter and hopped up and down until I began to sweat.

Once I felt Christopher's hands rest on my hips and began to pull me down harder as he thrust his hips forward. I knew he was about to come inside of me. He was beating it up real good, as if he did not care that Luke was in the front seat. For a moment, I stopped caring, too. I let out a soft moan as Christopher made his first climax of the day.

He whispered in my ear, “Watch out little lady. I'm definitely getting some more of that tonight.” I sat up, and he helped me pull down my dress. Then I hopped to the seat next to him.

He was rapping and buttoning up his pants at the same time. Lucas was trying to dig for a new CD when baby looked at me and asked, “You ready to get Jay little lady?” I nodded my head yes. “You feel better?”

“Baby, I've been fine all day,” I said with a confused face.

“Oh, well shit. I guess I was the only one mad. Little ass dress had me pissed off all day,” he said as he got out, slamming the door behind him. I immediately started laughing once he looked back at me and cracked a smile. ‘Damn,’ I was thinking to myself, ‘I love me some him!’