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knowing what would happen if we weren’t interrupted. I gripped her by the ass and pulled her to me then whispered in her ear “babe we gonna finish this later”, she replied with a seductive moan “promise?” I squeezed her right nipple and gently rub her earlobe between my teeth as my reply. She shrugged away and shouted “Damn you JB!” and ran upstairs. I licked my lips at the view of her well rounded ass bouncing its way upstairs in her low rider shorts, thinking to myself, how lucky I am.
I accompanied JB in the kitchen while she rampage through my refrigerator “uno dida guh fuck don’t it?” she questioned, I ignored the question by asking “whats good bra?” JB is the shorting for Jasmine Bernard she never seems to like it because it sound too femine for her dominant status so she answered to JB. She was my best friend, standing 5 feet 5 inches in height, dark skinned, neat framed 23 years of age and very intellectual, not to mention have a large appetite in food and women. “nothing much, just in the vicinity and decided to stop by” she replied, I closed the fridge door while staring at her in disbelieve, she raised her head and when our eyes meet she chuckled then said , “Sani, hahaha dude cant I be a good friend and stop by ....” and after second of pause she continued “... for dinner”. “Now that’s better nigga” I said laughing and walking into the living room. “Yow dawg yo kno Jane dem a have a pawty a Hilton tonight called S&M, yo kno yo and Rash specialty” she mumbled walking behind me with a left over KFC hot and spicy chicken leg in her left hand and a wing lowering from her stuffed mouth. I shook my head at the sight and replied “JB what the fuck dude! Yo craven eh?, tek time man!”, “food mek fin yam if yo jealous skin out mek mi mek yo share the same pain as the fowl” she mumbled once more. I laughed “dutty bloodclaat battyfish” we bth laughed
“so ya forward?”
“mi nuh kno enuh, I have to consult the wife”I said getting comfortable in the couch and changing the channel on the television.
“mi did kno a dat yo dida guh seh enuh damn pussy wiped fucka, weh shi deh by the way?” she asked.
“Probably taking a shower I don’t know”,
“Probably a wait pan yo, cause uno gwan like fucking a guh out style” she replied sardonically. “do I sense jealousy baby?” I said jokingly and viewing her facial expression which was of course a disgusted one. We don’t discriminate again stud on stud by we don’t indulge in that level of queerness. “move johncrow!” she exclaimed with a hidden smile.
“I cant help it dude shi tie mi”
“at least she tame the ole dawg inna yo” she blatantly blurted out. I was not always a committed person, because I couldn’t find someone to complete me or better yet I didn’t give a person the time to, I did break hearts though because the females I dated all knew about each other and mature enough to share this 5 feet 7 inches of pure intellectual charismatic light brown chocolate structure. Please do not view me as a arrogant person but a individual built with confidence.....
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