urbanerotica

It�s pretty silly, really. A dick, is a dick, is a dick. After all, I�m not fucking them with my titties (Diva did try it once, but that�s another story). I even offer to wear a sweatshirt to bed. Y�know, to hide the titties. If they go for that then they have to get over my hair and make-up.

Mind you, there is nothing wrong with Diva�s hair and make-up. Diva is always flawless. And if Diva wore a wig, she�d be happy to take it off for a little bit of booty. But darling, all of this fine hair is mine (with the exception of some extensions. But, even Diana Ross wears extensions!) If my potential suitors are okay with me drag, they come up with some other complaint. At any rate, Diva usually ends up on the end of a dick. Which Diva never said she had a compliant about.

Then one summer night, Diva�s dream came true. Of course, I didn�t know it was my dream at the time, but now it ranks as Diva�s All Time Greatest Fucks. It was one of those evenings when the girls at The Apartment had really gotten to me. So I decided to go out west to my brother�s house. Yes, honey, Diva has a brother. Anyway, we sat around playing dominos until his buddy came by and they hit the town to clock (that�s boy talk for cruise, honey). I opted to house sit and watch his dirty videos. It takes a bit of imagination, but you can always pretend those women in the movies are really men.

Anyway, just as I was approaching my nut, the phone rang. Honey, I was in such a near-orgasmic state that I picked up the phone with, what I thought, was a rough and very masculine, �What!� Two minutes into the conversation, I realized that this dumb boy on the other end still thought I was a woman, and one of my brother�s girlfriends, to boot. Child, for a half an hour he talked shit and I played along. Finally, after describing myself, sans ding-a-ling, he said he would be over in an hour.

Thank heavens I had packed a beauty bag! When the boy arrived, I was serving Full Diva. And let me tell you, I�m no member of the Cemetery Club or anything, but this boy was very young. Perdue didn�t serve bird this fresh! I led him to the living room and offered him some Kool-Aid. He declined, offering me something that was called Cisco, but tasted like Kool-Aid. I indulged. He complimented me endlessly as I fought off the urges to say, �I know�.

Now, being a worldly woman, I have seen and heard it all (And I�ve done most of it). However, I did have to clutch the pearls when, after his third Cisco, he asked me if I would like to give him some head. I told him, sure, right after he sucked my dick. We laughed and laughed, until I out down my bottle and started rubbing my crotch like the bitch I just saw on my brother�s video. My bright-eyed suitor watched intently as I moaned and squirmed and then�boop! I popped out a tittie. He liked that shit, let me tell you. I purposely got big knockers because men really can�t deny them. This powerless boy crawled over to me and placed his cold, wet mouth on my nipple. Diva put on a show then. You would have thought I was in heat. My performance was too much for the boy. He panted, saying he could �smell it� (?) and didn�t I want to give him �some�.

Now, I didn�t stay in school as long as I would have liked. But, one thing I did learn was that you don�t use a pronoun before using an antecedent. I thought he was talking about my dick, honey, so I freed it loose.

I�ve done this before. And the boys literally vanish. I haven�t had one yet to jump bad with me though. But even if they did. Diva can handle herself. I�ll stick you with my blade, bound you in leather, and stuff your ass in a trunk if you come at me. [wink] Now, this boy�s jaw would�ve touched China, had there not been a floor for it to strike first. I�ll always remember his words: �I ain�t never seen no bitch no dick befo�.� Despite the double negative, I didn�t doubt him. I volleyed: �I bet you ain�t never sucked no bitch�s dick before neither.� He looked alarmed. I told him that I knew he wasn�t gay, neither was I. I was born this way: A beautiful woman cursed with a big dick. I waved my piece in his face until he was so hypnotized, he licked the head. I let out an orgasmic squeal. And the next thing I knew, the boy had engulfed my magic wand in one swallow, squeezing my titties and everything. �Go you black motherfucker,� I screamed.

I was near Eden, when he abruptly stopped and asked me if I was kinky. At this point, he could�ve asked me if I was Jewish and I would�ve agreed. Well, it turns out he wanted to be tied up but was afraid to ask somebody to do it. Mind you, I�m no bondage queen, but I took one of my brother�s belts and tied his little ass to the coffee table. Now I had to do a finger check, �cause these young boys don�t always like to wash up properly. But this jailbait specimen passed and I tossed his salad like his name was Caeser.

He obviously had never had it done before I immediately had him hot and bothered and bewildered. I asked him if he still wanted �some,� which of course he did. I obliged by poking my hardened piece into his saliva-drenched asshole. I�ll never forget the sound he made as my dick slid into his ass. I can�t really describe it, but I�ll never forget the sound. I told him to relax, that it would feel so good to him later that he would fall in love with me. Then Diva got on!

God must�ve been watching over me that evening, because I fucked that boy like I was in the motherfuckin� Olympics. He relaxed that tight ass and rode Diva like a ten speed! Ka-ching! The room temperature shot up to over a hundred and smelled of White Linen and boy pussy. Unfortunately, Diva got carried away and must�ve hit a never or something because, without warning, the boy shot his nut all over my brother�s carpet. Oh Beauty, I thought, slamming in a couple of more thrusts before the boy begged me to stop. I pulled out and fell on my back in orgasmic bliss. Honey, my whole body was shaking like a Baptist with the Spirit.

Later, after I untied him, the boy aid he had to go., but he would come back the next day. I can�t explain it, but I knew seeing him again would be a huge mistake. I made sure I wasn�t available the next day or for the next week. Shit that�s all Diva needed, a turned out, confused, unemployed little punk to take care of. �Cause you know, if your big dick doesn�t put them in the hospital, little boys will fall in love with your ass in a heartbeat. And honey, love don�t live here, anymore.