Running Errands Pt. 2: The Fever

Ever since meeting Aqueel...I've been preoccupied. That first night was epic. I've never been under the spell of ANY man. I've always led the way in the bedroom...but this dude was crazy with his sex. He needed to be careful. A woman could lose her mind over some dick like his. Shit, I'm sitting here balancing my checkbook and the only thing I'm counting is his strokes. A month or more of this man's sex was changing a bitch's life.


My cell rang the tone I made for him...Britney's "Slave 4 U", because "good lawd breezes and SKIES" that man had me feenin'. I stumbled over the buttons trying to answer before the ring tone got louder possibly waking Anya before 7am. "Hello!" I said all sprung. *geez, get a grip Royal*  His sexy ass tone replied, "Hey Lush..." (short for Luscious) "...you coming to see me today?" I had SO much to do. Anya had a piano lesson and we had to shop for her little friend's birthday bash that night, which included theme pajamas with Dora on them. She HAD like 3 pair, but admittedly...they were a little "young" on her and I didn't want her going to the sleep over looking crazy. I ALSO somehow allowed my mother to talk me into taking HER car to the Lube-Mart for an oil change. I was WAY overbooked...but, this dick was something to be penned in...even if some other shit had to be crossed out. "Yes, Queel...I will be seeing you later." I decided then, that I'd have to really fit him in. Him...in me...was a must. I promised him that I'd make it...regardless of prior commitments.


"Mommy, I want the Tinkerbells...these are cuter..." Anya whined pulling on my dress. I hated it. She was 7...too old for that shit. "NO...and quit whining. The party's theme for the 50-11th time Anya Rose...is DORA. D-D-D-D-D-DORA!!!" I said snapping. The lady next to me chuckled and I laughed, too. Normally, I'd think...what the fuck is SHE laughing at?...but, Aqueel's treatment of my body had me skipping and humming show tunes. I was a happy heffa. Anya sulked, but I was too content to allow it to get to me. So, I just said, "Come on...I'll get you both...". 


We checked out and left. I dropped her at her piano lesson and skirted over to mom's. She had Ryan's kids over and clearly needed relief...but, hey...I was here for the car and that's it. I'd get to my dick date no matter WHAT not letting a soul get in the way...so mom was on her own once the car was finished...or so I thought. No sooner than the car's oil had been checked and changed...the mechanic found another problem. I called mom and told her...and of course...she begged me to sit there through the fixing. ANOTHER damn hour...maybe even TWO. I hit Aqueel's number and pressed send. I was a ball of frustration by then. "Aw...don't worry about it baby. Tonight is tight...so, we can meet up Monday..." Queel began. "NO...hell no. That's two WHOLE...LONG days Mr.! I can't wait that long." I moaned. I was feenin' off this dude. I needed him to iron out my body's kinks. I knew he had to work, but Monday was way too long. I'd already missed him the night before. I'd fuck around and shrivel. My pussy was salivating at the sound of his voice and my next suggestion came flying out. "Come here...at the Lube-Mart. Let me at least suck your dick baby..." OMG...I'm beginning to sound like a crackhead. This man has got to be giggling to himself at the sound of my begging. I've never felt this desperate before. SAVE ME, someone. "Wow, damn Royal. This shit is turning me on. My dick is stiff as fuck right now..." he said. He told me to give him 10 minutes and he'd be there. I figured...I'd just hop in his truck and he'd take me somewhere deserted. As soon as he pulled up...I got in. He said, "Where you wanna go? How long do you have?" I said, "Drive...go down the boulevard...we'll think of something..." He was looking at me and the road as he shook his head. I caught him smiling to himself and asked, "What's so funny?" He said almost full-on laughing, "YOU...look at you...shaking your leg, tapping your knee...you smoking that shit and I don't know?" I felt so stupid. I looked at his face and he really thought I was funny. I got turned off. I got angry. I said, "You know what? fuck you...take me back to Lube-Mart. You're over here laughing at me and shit...like I'm some desperate bitch. *thinking that DAMNIT ROYAL...you ARE!* I got louder and said, "TAKE ME BACK!!!" Aqueel's demeanor changed and he said, "Whoooa...hold up. Who you yelling at?" ...then he pulls over to the side of the boulevard near the edge of town. "Quit acting crazy, Royal...I was only kidding." he said to me in a calmer tone. I was frustrated by then and out of nowhere...came tears. TEARS! I don't cry. I'm a fucking GEE! ~sniffles escape~ I feel like Anya having a fit. 


He gets out of the car, comes around to my side, opens the door and says, "Com'ere..." He extends his hand to mine to help me out of the truck. He kisses me longingly while caressing my face and running his hand through my loose curls. He whispers, "Stop tripping woman...I'm as desperate to be with you as you are to be with me...aight?" Well, damnit...if the idea of a round of super sex wasn't enough to melt me...his deep tones drenched in heated breath of apple-scented gum..did. He looked around quickly as cars whizzed by. He figured that with the girth of the truck hiding us, he could give me a little PDA. He knew that he didn't have time to do much, so he moved fast. This could get us arrested with the quickness..sex in public...in broad daylight? Naked and cuffed was nice...but not on the way to the city jail. So...down to his knees he went lifting my flowy dress and finding no barrier. He lifted a leg and gave my peach a sweet hello kiss. Long and with tongue...he moaned as he kissed her like he'd kissed my lips. He then unzipped his pants, pulled out my pleasure, turned me around and entered with a splash of my dew on his dick. I clung to the center console between the front seats like I was being dragged...as he rocked his truck side to side. He gave me LONG strokes...deep, with swirls of wall-quaking sensations. I couldn't breathe. I gasped in willowy exhales, "Ughh...Queel...uugh, Aaaaah...oooooh daddy..." as he increased speed. Slow and long, turned into quick and deep as I released a gush of my moisture onto him and down my leg. Within moments, my peach had spit a juicy froth in a succession of orgasms that made my ankles give out. If it weren't for his dick inside of me holding me up I may have buckled and fallen. He raised my dress all the way, massaging my ass back to steadiness...then kissing my back and exiting soaked from head to zipper. We looked both ways down the boulevard, hoping no one saw. Wipes were passed around, a kiss was exchanged...and on our way we went. He let me out at the Lube-Mart and promised to call me later. As he sped off...I said aloud to no one..."I think I love this mothafucka..."