Erotic Tale: The Morning After The Slumber Party!

By: Victoria Bleu

After a long night of sex and alcohol, Tay finally stumbled home the next morning. She paused at her mailbox before heading upstairs, pulling out another stack of bills that seemed to haunt her no matter how many times she ignored them.

Standing in front of the kitchen island, she ripped one open—the electric bill.

“What the fuck!” she shouted, reading aloud. ‘Pay $221.89 now to avoid immediate disruption.’ Her jaw tightened. “Why the hell this bill keeps going up?”

She yanked her phone from her Chanel bag and pulled up her mobile banking app. $23.05. That was it.

“FUCK!” she screamed, throwing the phone and the bill onto the counter.

Defeated, Tay walked into her bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the shower. The water beat against her body, loosening her tension, but her thoughts drifted away from her bills and back to the night before. Her fingertips grazed her breasts, sliding down over her stomach until they lingered between her thighs. She remembered the way Destini’s body pressed against hers, the slick heat of clit against clit, the moans that tangled in the dark.

Her eyes closed, and she lifted her right leg onto the edge of the tub. Two fingers teased her clit as she imagined Destini’s pussy pressed against her own. The hot water cascading down her body only intensified the ache building inside her.

Damn, let me get out this shower. I got shit to figure out, she thought reluctantly.

She toweled off, slipped into a robe, and lit candles throughout her apartment. She drew the blinds and curtains shut. “I’m not with all this sunlight. Ain’t no damn bright side in here,” she muttered.

Before going in her room, she grabbed her phone from the counter. Tay then sank into bed to take a nap but her phone buzzed.

Ring. Ring.

“Hello?” she answered.

“Bitch, where you at? We outsiiiide later today!” Siera hollered through the receiver.

Tay rolled her eyes. “Girl, I just got settled. I’m chillin today.”

“Oh hell nah! You on your grandma shit. Bye!” Siera laughed before hanging up.

Tay chuckled softly. “Fuck outside. I need to get these bills paid.”

She opened her messages and sent Josh the eyes emoji.

Josh: What’s up?

Tay: Where you at? Pull up on me.

Josh: Aight bet. Lemme finish this yard, shower, then I’ll be there.

Tay: K.

Tay put her phone down and grabbed lotion from the bathroom. She smoothed it into her skin, then layered scents—Bath & Body Works orange and ginger aromatherapy, MCM, and Flowerbomb. Josh’s favorite. She slipped into a grey Lululemon set: Flow Y bra and Hotty Hot shorts. The thin fabric hugged her body, nipples pressing through, ass cheeks peeking out. She knew exactly what that sight would do to Josh.

By the time he knocked an hour later, the apartment smelled like sex before it even started.

“Damn, it smells good in here,” Josh said, stepping inside.

“Thank you. Come on,” Tay teased, leading him to the bedroom.

He kicked off his slides and dropped onto the bed. She straddled him instantly, his hands finding her ass like they’d been there all along.

“What you need from big daddy?” he grinned.

“Why you always think I need something?” Tay smirked, though her lips were already grazing his neck.

“Man, I know how this goes. Cut the shit, sweetheart.”

“Okaaaay,” she sighed. “I know you usually give me $150, but I need $250 this time.”

Josh looking shocked, “$250? Damn, you tryna hurt a nigga pockets!”

Tay kissed his neck harder, whispering between nibbles, “Please, big daddy.” Her hand slid down, pulling his dick free. She stroked him slow, teasing his tip against her slick opening, leaving him moaning before she’d even let him in.

“Mmm, daddy got you,” Josh groaned, gripping her ass tighter.

She kept grinding, teasing, until her bra was off and his shirt was gone. Her breasts brushed against his lips, and he latched onto her nipples, sucking like he’d starved for them.

“Stop playing. Put my dick in this pussy,” Josh demanded.

Tay lifted her hips and slid down his length, gasping, “Mmmmhmmm…” She moved her hips in slow circles, then rolled them harder, faster, like a wave crashing.

Josh’s eyes rolled back. “Don’t stop, bae.”

But Tay paused just long enough to whisper, “Bae, I gotta grab a condom.”

“Hell nah, don’t stop! I’m finna fuck this pussy.” Josh contested.

Her moans filled the room as she bounced on him, ass smacking against his thighs with every thrust.

“Give daddy that shit,” Josh growled, slapping her ass.

“Joshhh! My pussy can’t stop squeezing!” Tay cried, bouncing faster.

“Get on your feet,” Josh commanded.

She obeyed. He slid his forearm beneath her thighs and began thrusting up with lightning speed. The room shook with moans, gasps, and skin slapping.

"You want daddy to fuck you harder? Tell me to fuck you harder!" said Josh.

“FUCK ME HARDERRRR!” Tay screamed.

Josh drove into her until sweat dripped down both their bodies. He flipped her sideways, tore the rest of their clothes off, and slid back inside, holding her thigh as he pounded her tight and wet pussy. Tay went crazy! She was going back and forth between squeezing her titties and rubbing her swollen clit. All Josh could see was the back of his head. His mouth was wide open but not one sound escaped.

The phone rang somewhere in the distance. Neither of them moved.

"Fuck I got to get that!" Josh said being released from his trance. 

Tay clawed at his thigh. “Don’t stop!”

Josh fucked her harder, for two more minutes. Grunting, “I’m finna nut!”

"Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah! Fuck yeaahhh!" Tay moaned.

"Im finna nut! SHITTT!" Josh warned pumping harder!

“Me too, Josh—I’m cummming!” Tay moaned, rubbing her clit furiously.

He pulled out just in time, spilling hot across her thighs. Breathless, he collapsed beside her.

“Damn, I need some water, bae,” Josh gasped.

Tay fetched a bottle, watched him chug it, then curled back beside him. He reached for his shorts, felt the wad of cash, and smirked.

His phone rang again—louder this time.

“Nigga, where you at? Five hunnid buy-in, game bout to start,” his boy barked through the line.

"Aye yall boys hold on. I'm on the way." Josh disconnected the call. 

Josh grinned, rubbing Tay’s clit one last time. “You put that shit on me today,” he whispered, kissing her cheek before slipping into the bathroom to clean himself. “I got to get out of here.” Josh said from the bathroom.

"I know! Your money phone ring, you got to leave." Tay said. 

He looked himself in the mirror one last time. Josh then peeled off $300, left it on the counter, and bolted out the door.

ring

On the way to the car, he answered his homeboy’s call. “Boyyy, you just saved me $200. Damn girl asked for $250, but her pussy so good she could’ve got $500. I had to chill—I left her a tip though.”

Laughter erupted on the other end. “Nigga, you fucking while we tryna gamble?”

Josh smirked, as he started his car he thought, cheap pussy be the best, I swear!

He then headed to his underground poker game.