My Business

I nodded, and drank my beer.

"Shooters, they pull them out more noo' than blades doon' here. Difference is, a shooter can kill. If you're smart wae' a blade, then naebody' has tae' die. You still get yer' message across, but naebody' ends up in a body bag, and the pollis don't get involved unless the little fucker's a grass."

Aisha sighed, spreading her legs more for me literally spread wide open with her legs dangling over my thighs.

"Well, shooters have always been there. The amount of times I've found one of my brother's guns hidden somewhere in the house, or some boy I was dating having one. It's just a part of this business now. They're just more readily available I suppose."

"I did someone wae' a shooter once, about a year ago. I didnae' intent to kill him, so I ended up just kneecapping him. He'd tried to rape my sister, because he thought he wer' a bigger man than my uncle, or than I was. Threatened her wae' a blade, and said he'd come back. I made sure he wasnae' coming back for her. He'd live, but would be walking wae' a limp for the rest of his raping life."

Aisha nodded, and I leaned in close to kiss her open mouth tasting the beer she was drinking.

"Do what you do, you want me and I want you to take me like a real man."

She said in a whisper as we kissed.

I turned her to face me, lifting her legs onto the couch until she was facing me completely with her body.

We kissed harder, as our tongues met and I began to push her blouse up and over her breasts and then over her head showing me she was wearing a big black silk bra, that barely held her big breasts inside their cups.

I pulled one cup down, letting her big breast slip out and took her dark, soft erect nipple into my mouth and sucked on it deeply.

"James."

She panted, sliding her hand across to grab my crotch and feel my hard bulge in her hand.

I slipped the last breast from its cup, and moved from the two sucking on each soft, erect nipple.

"Get this beautiful fucking cock out of those jeans."

She purred, and found the zipper of my jeans.

I helped her with my hand unzipping them, and she slid hand inside to pull my cock out.

She was stroking it fast, and hard making me gasp as I continued to suckle on her big, firm breasts.

I sat up and undid my jeans fully, kicking them off my feet to the floor and yanked down my own boxers to free my cock.

"Suck it."

I knelt on the couch, grabbing Aisha's head but not violently but firmly guided her mouth over to my cock and she took it, slowly sucking it as I worked it into her mouth with my hips.

"God you're big, young man ain't you?"

She asked in a gasps of air, as she worked my cock past her lips.

"Yes I am, and yer' my woman now Aisha."

I said with a grunt, clenching my eyes closed.

"I never cheat, if you're mine fully I am yours James."

Slowly working my cock into her mouth, I played with her big, hanging breasts.

I found the clasp of her bra behind her, and undid it before removing the whole bra from her body throwing it aside.

She was now naked except for the tights, panties, skirt and ankle boots she wore.

She was now sucking my cock fast and deep, with help of my hands on the back of her head pushing her down on my rod.

The sight was beautiful, her dark brown skin shining in the light of the room as he sucked my pale cock into her mouth, she was a stunning woman.

After a few moments, I pulled out of her mouth and she began to take deep breaths as I threw aside my jumper and t-shirt, being fully naked now except for my trainers and socks.

I helped to stand, and began to yank down her extremely tight skirt down around her feet and she kicked it aside.

"A skirt that fucking short, you didnae' think I wasnae' gonna fuck you did yer'?"

I asked half-heartedly, teasing her.

"I didn't think you'd be almost tearing it off to get to me."

She answered giggling.

"I'd tear every inch of your clothing aff' to get to yer' Aisha, you drove me mad back in the flat yer' know."

I said grinning, unzipping her ankles boots and slipping them off of her nylon-clad feet.

"I'd tear your fucking kilt off to get to that big, fat young cock of yours."

Aisha winked, stroking my cock the whole time I undressed her.

"You know I dae' wear kilts, keep things up and the next wedding yer' go with me tae' I'll be flashing my cock to you, and you'll be crawling under the table for it."

Aisha purred, clenching her eyes closed and biting her bottom lip.

"Don't you fucking tease me like that, you know that sort of thing drives me wild. Especially now you're here with me."

I giggled turning her to face the couch away from me, and rubbed and squeezed her arse through her tights.

"I'm no' teasing, I will wear one for yer'."

"Jesus, fuck."

She whispered, shivering as my hands rubbed at her mound through her nylon tights.

"You big cock Scottish fucker, rip them open and fuck me already I am gushing here!"

She screamed at me, shivering as I stood behind her.

Her nylon clad buttocks pressed to my cock which was rock hard and erect against her crack.

"Rip them open, before I shove that fucking pole of yours up my pussy myself."

The comment made me grin, and smile.

I took hold of the tights where her arse crack was, and began to tear and rip them open showing her dark skin, and luscious buttocks to me fully.

More tears, and eventually a large gaping tear was around her crack, and buttocks only stopping near her hips.

I yanked her panties aside, the shiny silk material of her panties glinted bright as I pressed up behind her finding her slit with my cock-head and began to slide inside her parting her buttocks as I did.

"Easy, slowly fuck."

Aisha panted as I slid my member inside her.

Her entire body arched upwards, as my cock entered her and she arched her back in response.

"Oh fuck."

The whisper was so low, I almost didn't hear her.

Fully inside her, I began to slide in and out slamming into her buttocks with my balls and thighs.

"Oh shit, fuck fuck fuck!"

God she was a screamer, I had to admit I loved that about her.

Our bodies mashed together, sliding up and down my cock I slammed into her pushing her down to the couch head first, where she lay her head.

Minutes went by as we fucked, and our bodies were now moist and glistening with sweat from our fucking.

My hands left to find her breasts, and I squeezed and held them as I fucked her with my hips doing all of the work.

"Deeper, fuck me deeper."

I grabbed her hair, but did not pull too hard on it as I reigned her in and slammed harder into her pussy as her head came up to my shoulder with the hold of her hair.

A few more minutes passed, and in that time Aisha came once in the middle of our fucking soaking her torn tights, the couch, her coat and my legs.

I couldn't last no longer inside her womanhood, and ejaculated like broken water pipe inside of her, coating her womb and pussy with my semen.

I held her close, as what was left of my load emptied inside of her and we collapsed together onto the couch.

"Fuck."

Aisha panted.

"Aye I know, you were fucking screaming like fuck."

Aisha simply smiled as I held her, both on our sides on the couch with me more to the edge of it.

"Do you blame me, a young buck like you fucking me like that I had to scream."

I smiled.

"We need to get this place better furnished, so we can go to the bedroom instead of the couch. A nice comfortable bed, for us."

She kissed me and we lay there, for hours until she had to go home before Marcus grew suspicious of her absence.

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