Zane who?

            It was like the hottest day of the year and Icould literally see the steam rising from the crowded streets of New York. My leg warmers were drooping around my electric blue pumps and my white mini was sticking to my inner thighs. Normally I would have done my best to compose myself and keep my run way strut in tact but like the heat I was boiling. I had been on my fifth interview and rejection had reared its ugly head once again. What did it take for me to become a model? I was 5’ll, had legs for days and a figure that wouldnt quit. I was hot and I knew it. See that construction worker I passed knew it too, he just whistled at me. Perv! Your attitude stinks, they kept telling me. So I told them to kiss my ass, and I slammed the door a total of four times behind me. The last time they slammed it on me. But I don’t give a fuck!

            I didn’t quite understand it I was a good person I was just having a rough day. JR had stood me up the night before and I wasn’t able to get any. He was driving me crazy. He had skin like smooth milk chocolate and his arms were like nut crackers. Every time I rubbed up against his rock hard body I turned to jello and not just any jello, the lime flavor. He had that effect on me, and like a fool I kept taking his ass back. Hell I couldn’t help it the nigga was da shit. I was addicted to dick. It called me in the middle of the night and caused my body to tremble. It was like my drug, my chocolate, my Hagan Daaz ice cream at the end of the day. I needed it and planned on keeping it. But where the fuck was it?

            The sweat was dripping down my back now so I stopped to pull my long midnight blue locks into a sloppy ponytail. I was on a mission to get home to call my baby, but the heat was slowing me down. The streets were jam-packed with bumper to bumper traffic so I fled down a staircase to catch da C train. My nostrils filled with the scent of urine and I almost retched but held it in long enough to squeeze through the closing doors to Downtown Brooklyn. The train was virtually empty so I had the choice to sit where ever. There was a little old lady sitting in the back rocking back and forth repeating, “where is my daughter, where is my daughter.” A toothless man with three strings of hair was laid out on the handicapped seats snoring like he was in competition with someone. I took a seat under an ad of Will Smith’s new movie The Pursuit of Happyness, and even playing an older guy with grey hair damn that man was fine he could defiantly get it, and as fast as I processed that thought that feeling of lust and horniness washed over me, and I squirmed in my seat.

            The train lights flickered and when they came back on there he was, Mr. 6 Feet Tall. I grasped my chest cause the sight of him knocked the wind out of me. I was searching for air but my lungs weren’t responding to me. It’s like they had gone on vacation and forgot to turn the lights off. He had on baggy indigo jeans and a white wife beater that outlined his oh so sexy body. At this point my lungs expanded and I was panting like a thirsty dog. I was feeling feverish and damn near faint. My panties were soaked with juice and I was thankful for the sweaty day. But what really got me was his sexy smile. His teeth were so white they sparkled when he moved, and boy was he moving to whatever music was blaring from his headphones into his ears. The twins popped their lil tummies out and I crossed my arms from embarrassment.

            I kept sending him messages with my mind to turn around and make eye contact with me, and a star must had fallen from the sky at that very moment because that’s what exactly happened. He froze and I froze and our eyes locked. I didn’t blink and neither did him, and as if we had stings attached to our bodies controlling our movements we made our way over to each other, but our eyes did not move, and we did not speak. He reached for my breasts and I caressed his face. He circled my nipple with his tongue through my shirt, and I moaned softly. I pulled him closer to me and smelled the sexy scent of Aqua Di Gio. I took him all in as I pulled his tank off of his body. I planted tiny butterfly kisses all over his chest and his big strong hands rubbed up and down my back. He sucked on my titties like he had been breast fed his whole life. He lifted my chin with his hand and kissed me with so much passion my knees buckled and he had to catch me. He forcefully ripped my skirt off and pushed me against the wall. He dropped to the floor and took my panties off with his teeth. He lifted my left leg over his shoulder and parted my lips with his tongue. His fat hot tongue worked miracles on my wet throbbing pussy. I was moaning so loudly that the drunken man lifted his head but the alcohol pulled him back to sleep. I gripped the cool metal pole with white knuckles to maintain my balance. His tongue was moving so fast that my hazel eyes were rolling in the back of my head.

            The intensity of the heat between my legs made my body jerk and my body was draining liquid from my pussy like a leaky faucet. It just kept flowing and flowing and it tu

rned into a glaze that covered Mr. 6 Feet’s smooth coco chest. He took his hands grabbed my waist turned my body around and bent me over. He wrapped my ponytail around his fist and thrust his big hard dick into me. I moaned from pain and that excited me. His free hand pressed down on my back making my hands touch the floor. He pounded on me so hard I was seeing stars. I stood up and faced him and pushed him back onto the seats outlining the wall. I took his dick into my mouth and tasted myself for the first time. Damn that’s some good shit. I fondled his balls as I went up and down on my own personal lollipop. I spat his dick out and climbed on top of him. He slid in so easily and more juice squished out of me onto him. He moaned in delight and that motivated me. I pretended like I was in a rodeo riding a horse and popped up and down on his long thick shaft. His eyes were tightly closed and his fingers wrapped around my tight waist. His fingers dug into me as he began to swell. Our bodies began to vibrate together causing the cart to shake as he busted all in me.

            I picked myself up, smoothed my hair back, gave him a respectable head nod, and got off at the next stop leavin’ my panties behind. A girl had to mark her territory!