6 I Fucked A Bad Boy

I was in Miami around this time last year, on a mini hiatus with a few of my girls..just tryna get away from a lot of things I had been dealing with. I don't really do the whole club thing but I wanted to get into something that night. And my girls suggested we hit up this strip club down there...I wanted to be optimistic but I figured this was my getaway so why the fuck not? Hell I'm all for a few drinks, some laughs and a little ass shaking...so I was DOWN! The nightlife was crazy....people were everywhere...We ended up at this cute little hole in the wall spot, and from the moment we stepped out of the car...dudes were tryna holla...

"Hey beautiful, where are you from?"

Out of nowhere this short little muscular asshole grabs my arm from behind...He had to be all of 5'3"....fool didn't even come close to being the height of my shoulders, then had the nerve to be smiling only to reveal a mouthful of dingy gold teeth. Needless to say I was instantly turned off...

"I'm from the town where niggas know not to put their hands on a woman who's uninterested" I said as I jerked my arm out of his grasp.

"Well FUCK YOU BITCH" he yelled.... "FUCK ALL YOU BITCHES"

My girls died laughing and I couldn't help but to smirk as I strutted away in my 5 inch stilettos. There was no way I was gonna let a lame like that phase me, shit we were some bad bitches and there was no denying that. I was wearing this jazzy little black Cavalli dress that hugged my body in just the right places...the squats I'd been doing in the gym must've paid off because I found myself readjusting that dress over my ass the entire night.

So we finally get inside and I'm scoping the scene as we order some food and a few drinks...My girls were just chillin' and acting a fool at our table but I wanted to mingle so I made my way to the front for a closer look... I noticed a group of dudes next to me drooling all over one of the strippers on stage...she was pretty...had a nice body...and all I could think was "hell I got more ass than her" lol...but you woulda thought she was handing out pussy on a platter the way these dudes were acting...I noticed one of the guys out of the group seemed more mellow than the rest and a bit withdrawn, we made eye contact for a moment and I smiled as I handed the chic on stage a twenty. I headed back over to my girls and there were hella drinks on the table... "who ordered all this shit?" I asked...they pointed over to this short brown skinned dude with braids that looked like they'd been in his head since Moses parted the sea... "damn he looks familiar" that's when my peeps told me he was Bryan from Day26 and I had been standing next to them when I was up front.

LMAO well I'll be damned I didn't even know it...but hell I wasn't a fan and I wasn't impressed. But I wasn't a damn fool either...I grabbed the bottle of goose and filled up my glass...sure did! Five drinks and 2 lap dances later I'm hella tipsy and dancing in my seat...Lil' Webbies "Bad Bitch" comes on and me and my girls get up dancing. So apparently Day26 is still in the building and I'm glancing back at dude I'd made an eye connect with earlier, it was Que. I'm almost sure it was my buzz that made me approach him but the next thing I know I'm grabbing his hand motioning him to come dance with me. He was kinda hesitant but after taking one glance at my titties...shit...he couldn't resist..lmao...so I got my ass all against his dick as I'm feeling the music and he starts to loosen up a bit cuz I feel his hands moving up & down my hips. I readjust his hands back to my waist as the song goes off...and reconnect with my girls...It's 2am and they're ready to leave..But shit I felt like I was just getting started so I told them to go ahead without me...

So I notice Que sitting by himself..but this time he motions for me to take a seat next to him. I obliged, he bought more drinks and we talked for the next hour or so..I don't know if it was the alcohol or the fact that I hadn't had any dick in weeks...but the next thing I know I had invited myself back to his hotel...and shit he wasn't declining. I waited as he paid his tab and noticed him getting into a heated argument with the bartender...

He was highly upset, His boys tried to calm him down but he wouldn't STFU...then he ripped his receipt and threw it on the floor as security escorted him out...I was a bit confused but the liquor wouldn't allow me to worry...So we head to get his car and had been waiting for damn near 20 minutes for them to bring it around...he storms off and gets into ANOTHER heated argument...this time with valet.

At that point I started to get a little concerned....because TWO arguments in a row with random people was a bit odd..As we waited for them to pull his car up I could tell he was a bit tense and agitated...so I whispered in his ear and told him to just relax...and tried to release some of his tension by massaging his shoulders...Finally valet comes with his car and even though it took them forever...Que was such the gentleman and tipped the guy anyway...Before he could put his money up this homeless guy came outta nowhere and asked if he had some change...He reached for a ten in his wallet and the homeless guy snatched a hundred dollar bill and took off...all I could do was was gasp...Que got instantly upset and started throwing punches in the air...

I managed to calm him down once AGAIN and we headed to his hotel.

So we get to the lobby and he realizes he's misplaced his room key and lets the guy at the front desk know. I'm waiting by the elevators and all I hear is Que yelling at the clerk....

"No I think you're jealous son....and I got the text messages to prove it"

I couldn't believe it..he was in ANOTHER argument..At that point my buzz was completely OVER and had quickly turned into a headache. I was almost ready to leave but it was just something about him....so I stayed...

Finally we make it to his room and he's tense as hell...he sits on the edge of the bed and I take a seat next to him...in an effort to get his mind off of everything, I poured him a glass of wine and we sipped and talked until he came around...he was taking FOREVER to initiate so I made the first move kissing him softly on his lips...mmmm...I'll never forget the way his pretty pink lips felt...smooth and soft as silk....He placed his lips playfully across my neck and gently pushed my body until my back was against the mattress, then climbed on top of me. He planted more sweet kisses from my neckline to my collar bone. mmmmm... from my collar bone to my breasts. He placed his hand between my thighs, brushed his fingertips across my pussy and slid my dress off slowly...still pressing his lips against my skin with every touch...

I watched him take his shirt off as I laid on the bed wearing nothing but my black laced panties. I remember prior thoughts of envisioning him to be lame and immature...but as I stared into his eyes I saw a misunderstood creature ready to give me his all. He climbed back on top of me and placed more wet kisses across my neck as he caressed my breasts. Then he trailed his tongue slowly down my skin until he reached my pantyline. He put his lips against my pussy and slid my panties off...My thighs trembled as he placed his fingers inside of me...He spread my thighs apart and drew himself in closer until his face was one with my warm pussy...I closed my eyes as he began to devour my sweetness through ecstasy. I moaned and clinched my thighs around his shoulders tightly as he suctioned those soft lips inside of me...sucking and slurping...more wet kisses...swaying my clit back & forth with his tongue. As my pussy throbbed and dripped I pierced my fingers into the sheets and my moans grew louder... which made him only indulge himself more...As I came, all I could think was if his head game is THIS good then his dick must not be worth a damn...lmao..can't have the cake AND the icing right?!

Well...

I unbuttoned his pants as he sat up over me and pulled his dick out from his boxers. He was average...nothing spectacular...I stroked my hands across it and he immediately got hard. He pushed himself inside of me and proceeded to take long slow strokes...I enjoyed the steady pace of his rhythm and pierced my fingers against his back. He was feeling so good inside of me at one point I bit down on my lip a little too hard. He picked up the tempo and I could feel my pelvis throbbing and I was almost near my peak. Just as I began to feel my heart rate climax he inhaled a deep breath and held on to it for a few seconds...mmmmmmm...then he released his breath and let out a long vibrated moan...and dug his head into my chest...he came....before ME...I don't know why exactly....but...I wasn't expecting that. I came shortly after as he held himself inside me but yet I still felt slightly deprived from what could've been...Although I was only with him for one night I felt like he was so vulnerable and he must've felt some sense of comfort because he burst into tears as I held him in my arms...I've experienced a lot...but shit I've NEVER had a grown ass man cry after busting a casual nut.... I guess the unexpected is to be expected when you fuck a Bad Boy....

I've only text him a few times since that night but often reminisce on the way he handled my body like a delicate flower...I'd definitely fuck him again, because shit he owes me one...

*This story is completely fiction..I have not had sex with Qwanell "Que" Mosley..nor would I like to*