BlackJack 21……….
Rayshawn looked down at the top of the blonde headed, voluptuous, caramel skinned beauty that was on her knees, slowly, yet expertly, easing her soft, wet mouth up and down the shaft of his thick, throbbing dick.
“Aaaahhh, that’s it baby,” he moaned as grabbed the back of her head forcing his dick further down her throat. He let his body succumb to the pleasure of her sweet, luscious lips surrounding his shaft as she deep throated him. “Suck that shit baby girl,” he ordered. “Daddy likes it just like that.” He then switched his attention over to the smooth, mocha complexioned honey that was in his arms, rubbing her huge, forty something, triple D, naked titties against his bare mocha chest. He leaned his head in between her two majestic mountains and began squeezing and sucking his way to glory. His dick in one’s mouth and a pair of perfect tits being devoured in his mouth at the same time- life didn’t get much better than this he thought.
It was true. Rayshawn’s life was good. Here he was at his 21st surprise birthday party thrown by his parents!! The surprise birthday gift? Besides the black on black Range Rover that had been waiting for him in their driveway, as if that weren’t enough, his pops had hired twenty-one ‘dime-piece perfect hookers’ with specific orders for each to first please Rayshawn before mingling with and ‘serving’ the other guests of the triple X-rated, adult birthday party. The two pleasuring him at that point, by the pool while party guests voyeuristically watched, (and many participating in their own sexual lewdness) were numbers five and six. The first four he’d already fucked were already mingling with the guests and ‘serving’ their erotic hors d’oeuvres to any and everyone who wanted a taste.
Rayshawn grinned devilishly as he caught his father’s eye and his pops gave him two thumbs up, with his thick platinum bracelets jingling on his wrists as he did. This type of party was completely within the ordinary at the Kenny estate. Rayshawn’s pops, Rayshawn Kenny Sr. or Big Ray as he was called, was an old school hustler whose claim to fortune and local fame had over the years been night clubs, strip joints, hookers, and narcotics, that he later all parlayed into legitimate businesses. Along with the money, he’d made a lot of enemies over the years carving out his success. Rayshawn Sr. did and would do whatever he had to in order to stay on top, and did so without remorse or regard to anyone in his way. His constant advice to his son was, “That is how a kingpin was made and how a kingpin stayed.”
Verna Kenny, Rayshawn’s mother, wasn’t Big Ray’s only woman, a fact that she knew and accepted. But as Big Ray’s wife of 25 years, she was completed satisfied to be the only woman named on all the property deeds and bank accounts. And she, like Ray Sr. enjoyed more than her fair share of ‘outside interests’, hers being with both men and women alike. Big Ray and Verna were hedonists in every sense of the word and their lives revolved around the constant pursuit of both money and pleasure. They played hard and rough and lived their ‘alternative’ lifestyle to the fullest. That having been the case, Rayshawn Jr. had known of many such house parties like this one when he was growing up.
Sexuality had never been ‘private’ thing in the Kenny household. In fact, Rayshawn Jr. was completely accustomed to seeing his own mother naked. For as long as Rayshawn could remember, she had sashayed her beautiful, curvaceous, light pecan colored ass around the house in sexy robes, lingerie, and often times nothing at all, without a care in the world. As a child, he’d wake up for breakfast and see her standing at the kitchen stove in a sheer, see-thru number that would only enhance whatever it was pretending to have been covering.
He’d also awakened many a night and stumbled into a room and seen things like his mom naked and on her back, her smooth, thick legs spread wide open with his father’s head buried in between them as he expertly licked and sucked her pussy, forcing her body to wiggle, squirm, and moan loudly with pleasure. Her long, pretty legs would be wrapped behind his father’s head while she laid there biting her bottom lip and squeezing her own juicy titties in her hands. Other times, he’d caught them with his mom on her knees rhythmically bobbing her head back and forth as she sucked his pop’s dick.
Rayshawn’s favorite time though, had been when he was nine years old. He had been going to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a drink of water and caught them in the t.v. room. His dad had his mom bent over the couch grabbing her by her big, round, soft looking breasts as he fucked her from behind. Her hooters looked so good and so pretty in his father’s hands. Rayshawn knew his thoughts about his own mother weren’t normal but he wanted so badly to squeeze them too, to see how they felt. He’d watched intently as his mother’s face kept changing. Angry faces at first, then looking like she was being hurt, then finally looking like she loved what was being done to her. His father’s face also looked like he was enjoying the best thing he’d ever felt in his life.
“This is my muthafucking good ass pussy!” Pops had cried out as he slapped her hard on each ass cheek. “You like the way daddy’s fucking you bitch?” he’d asked slapping her ass cheek hard, pumping her harder and faster, while squeezing those two beautiful melons even harder. She’d raised up leaning back into his embrace, her face turned back towards him and they kissed as intensely as they screwed. Watching his own parents that night had been the first time he’d become aware of his little dick becoming hard.
Once they’d noticed their nine year old son standing there staring, neither one of them seemed to care nor made an attempt to stop what they were doing. They’d kept right on fucking, his father repeatedly forcing himself into his mother as he pulled her body into his with each hard thrust. “Boy get whatever the hell it is you came down here for and take your lil ass to bed,” Big Ray had barked at his son with heavy beads of sweat running down his face. “You interrupting daddy gettin’ his fuck on,” he said matter-of-factly as he continued the mad thrusts his dick into his wife’s grateful pussy.
It wasn’t long after that night that nine year-old Rayshawn Jr. had talked Jennifer Robinson, a thirteen year old girl on the block, into letting him dip his dick into his first taste of young warm pussy. It had felt so incredibly good when his swollen penis slid into the older girl’s warm vagina. He had only a humped a few times before his penis shot his quick cum into her. But it had been the best feeling he’d ever felt in young life. Back then that had been the extent of it; they’d humped, he’d came, they both pulled up their pants, and went back to playing outside with the other kids on the block as if nothing special had even happened. That had been Rayshawn’s first taste of pussy and Jr., just like Sr., had been like a pussy chasing fiend, ever since.
Rayshawn was just shooting another generous dose of his thick, warm cum into the wonderfully warm and pretty wet mouth of ‘gift number 10’ when his noticed his Uncle Mike had finally arrived at that party!
“Awww shit baby boi!” Uncle Mike hollered his approval as he made his way towards the birthday boy. “Fuck that pretty mouth nicca!!”
“You know it,” Rayshawn said grinning, zipping up his pants, and giving ‘number 10’ a congratulatory slap on the ass and dismissing her. “Pops gotta nicca out here puttin’ in ova time, wit all these fine ass biyatches!” He high-fived and shoulder hugged his uncle.
“So I see,” Uncle Mike grinned as he looked around surveying the fine assortment of beautiful honey’s around the pool. “Ya dad said he was hooking ya lil young ass up, but I had no fucking idea, it’d be like DAYUM!” He peered over his sunglasses. “Looks like you still got quite a bit of ‘work’ to put in here,” he said checking out the remaining ‘gifts’ lounging around the pool, still awaiting their turn at ‘the birthday dick’.
Rayshawn Jr. glanced over and grinned. “What’s a nicca to do? Can’t let all this good birthday pussy go to waste.”
Uncle Mike slapped his two big hands together hard and began rubbing them together as if he were about to feast on a huge Thanksgiving meal. He motioned for a pretty butter pecan colored Asian girl to come to him. “Hells no you can’t,” he said. “And Big Unc’s gonna help yo young ass out,” “Mmm-mmm!” he shouted as the thick dime-piece trick came and began immediately rubbing her big, round ass seductively against his rapidly bulging groin.
“Papi want some of this ass?” she whispered back at him as he greedily grabbed her tits with one hand, and slid the other hand down inside the front of her red thong panties.
“Hell naw, papi don’t want some,” he said boasted. “Papi greedy. Papi want ALL that good shit baby!!”
Rayshawn took a much needed fuck break, and sat relaxing on one of the pool chaise loungers with a light-skinned Latina lying in between his legs while he fondled her breast and the two smoked a little herb together. All while observing Uncle Mike getting his swerve on. Mike was a greedy coochie bastard indeed going for Olympic gold having his dick sucked by two, and his head buried deep in the pussy of the third.
“Tear that pussy up!” Rayshawn chided his uncle on, when Mike came up for air, lips shining like Krispy Kreme donut glaze.
“You know it,” Uncle Mike replied grinning and licking his lips.
Rayshawn Jr. looked around satisfactorily at all the party guests lustfully enjoying themselves with food, drink, smoke, and sex all in excess, and took a long puff on his blunt and said, “Yep, life doesn’t get much better than this shit right here.”
“I’m afraid that it definitely won’t get any better for you,” he heard the soft womanly voice say from behind the back of his head just before the shot thundered and the bullet slammed straight through his skull forcing brain matter out the exit wound. Rayshawn Kenny Jr. was dead before he even knew what had hit him. Dead before all twenty-one hookers had been fucked. Dead before day two of being twenty one.
© June 2010, SLynneL as SoulofaPoet aka S.O.A.P. All rights reserved.
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