THE MANAGER

“I'm out. Enough for me,” said 44-year-old Tanisha Reynolds. “I've done everything I need to do to make sure I'm good on my own.”

The other women at the table smiled. “Finally making that move, huh?” Kendra Manning asked with a smirk.

Tanisha nodded. “Yep. I have an appointment with the lawyer on Thursday,” she said.

This surprised everyone. Tori Jackson's eyes got big. She worked with Tanisha for the PG County Government and had known Tanisha since grade school.

“Oh my God, you're serious this time, aren’t you?” Tori asked.

“Hell yeah! I'm tired of this,” Tanisha said, her voice filled with exasperation. As if on cue, her mobile phone rang and she looked at it. She rolled her eyes when she saw it was her husband calling. She sent the call to voicemail.

The others were watching her. Tanisha stared back. “It was just the Manager,” she said. Everyone laughed.

Lisa Cortez, a plump, curvy, married woman, shook her head. She had known Tanisha since Tanisha started at the office 12 years ago. She was also aware of Tanisha's marital woes. They all knew. Tanisha confided in them all about how much of a shit husband Tanisha’s spouse was.

But Lisa believed in the sanctity of marriage and didn't like seeing any fail. She had been married for 19 years. She did understand how Tanisha felt, however. “I'm so sorry, Tee,” she said.

“Sheeeit,” Tanisha said. “I ain't. I appreciate the sentiment, though. But it's time to do me.”

“Let's drink to that,” Kendra said happily. “Do we need to have a hen party?”

Tanisha laughed. “I ain't that old. I need a different kind of manager. The kind that will manage and rearrange these guts,” she said cheerily.

Tori raised her hand for a high-five. “Girrrrl, I know that's right,” she said.

Sitting back in the cut observing everything was 30-year-old LaCount Rosseau. He was a police officer in PG County and Lisa's cousin. He knew all the women and how they moved but not the juicy stuff. They kept that for themselves.

LaCount liked hanging out with them. He called all the women “Auntie” affectionately (except for Lisa, of course), and they had a lot of fun together. Kendra was wild as shit and commanded the most attention. Lisa had known her since grade school and loved Kendra dearly.

Being the only single male in the crew, the women stayed trying to hook him up with eligible friends of theirs. LaCount always resisted. He had been single for only a few months and was in no rush to be locked down again.

“Dude be all up in your pockets, huh, Auntie Tee?” he asked Tanisha. “Has he always been like that?”

Tanisha looked at him, measuring her words. She hadn’t spilled any of her tea outside of her girl group. LaCount was cool, though.

“He wasn't always this way. I think he got bored with me. After we had our kids, he became disinterested in me and started cheating. I forgave him but now that we're empty nesters, it's time for me to live. And I can do that without him,” she said.

LaCount nodded. “I understand. Life is too short to live unhappily,” he said.

“Amen. I know that's right. I'm glad to hear that coming from a man,” Tanisha said with a smile.

LaCount shrugged and returned her smile. “Hey, I know what it's like to put your all into a relationship and not be appreciated,” he said.

Tanisha leaned forward. “Do tell. Lisa told me you broke up with your girlfriend but she didn’t offer any details. What happened?” she asked.

LaCount sighed. “As I look back, Shawty was pretty shallow. She saw a video on TikTok where a chick said that no man calling himself high-value should be working a government job. My ex took that to heart. We got into an argument and she dumped me that day,” he said.

Tanisha's eyes got big. So did Kendra and Lisa's.

“Oh my God, Cuzzo, that's what happened? I'm gonna find that bitch and beat her ass!” Lisa exclaimed angrily.

“I'm with you. Let's go cancel that bitch,” Kendra spat.

LaCount shook his head. “Y'all will do no such thing. Leave her be. She did me a favor,” he said.

Tori smiled. “That’s wassup, LaCount. It's her loss. These silly-ass, social-media generation bitches don't know shyt. They're gonna be old and lonely,” she said.

LaCount laughed but said nothing. It was an insight into the minds of women these days. He lamented so much after his breakup. He simply didn't understand what he did wrong. But he learned that what looked good wasn't always good for him. When he was ready again to be serious, he'd make better choices. He wouldn't settle; his standards would be different.

He looked at his friends. They were all mature, sexy women who would upgrade any brother. They definitely wouldn't settle for less. Kendra was wild as fuck and loved being single. She was fond of saying that all she needed was a quality dose of dick occasionally and she'd be fine.

His cousin Lisa had a husband who literally worshipped the ground she walked on. He was so smitten with her that he would give her permission to kill him if she asked. The others asked Lisa if she worked a root on her husband. It wasn’t out of bounds; their family was based in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.

“Ain’t no root here. Unless you wanna call this WAP, all this ass, and titties a root,” she would simply say. “I just put it on him.” Everyone would laugh and shake their heads in disbelief.

Tori was also married, but she didn’t talk to the other girls much about her marriage. However, she and Kendra were thick as thieves and shared everything. Only Kendra truly knew Tori. LaCount had a feeling that she was just bored with her husband.

Tanisha was due for some happiness. LaCount had heard how much her husband cheated on her, but she always forgave him. She, too, believed in the sanctity of marriage and was determined to stay married. But a girl could only take so much. Once she lost her give-a-fuck about the marriage, her husband started trying to track her movements. This caused Tanisha to start calling him The Manager.

“LaCount, you need a panther who fuck you to sleep, wakes you up to fix you some fish and grits, then fuck you back to sleep,” Tori was saying. Everyone laughed.

“A panther, Auntie Tori?” LaCount mused, one eyebrow raised.

“An older sista,” Kendra answered. “I'm sure you know what a cougar is but that's a White term. Panther is more apt for us chocolate girls.” Tori raised her hand for a high-five and Kendra gave her one.

LaCount laughed and nodded. “That sounds good. I might go that route. These young girls can do what they want. I'm unbothered and I'll start showing that I am. My time will come,” he said with a shim,e.

Tori smiled. Mmhmm, she thought. Well, I'll help you along. Can't let all that man go to waste.

The next morning, LaCount parked his Mustang GT in a parking spot and got out. He lived in some apartment next to Bowie Town Center and was returning from a workout at a local gym. As soon as he was home, he stripped naked and collapsed on his bed. He still had eight hours before his shift at work began. He was wound up and horny as hell.

“I think I need to stroke one out before I get into the shower,” he said to himself.

He grabbed his cocoa butter oil from his nightstand and turned on his HDTV. He pulled up his favorite porn site on his phone and found something to stroke to. He cast it to his TV and lay back to enjoy it.

It was a scene with Cherokee Da Ass and Wesley Pipes. Cherokee was seriously polishing Wesley's knob with her wet-ass mouth.

Damn, that's what I need right now, he thought.

His stroking was building into a crescendo when his mobile phone suddenly rang. He stared at it stupidly. It was Tori. Damn, what timing, he thought. What the fuck does she want? Annoyed, he answered.

“Hey Auntie, wassup?” he greeted.

“Hey LaCount, are you home? I need you to show me something,” Tori said. The silence she got was deafening. “I'm sorry. I'll be quick,” she continued.

LaCount sighed. His stroke session could wait. “Sure,” he said. “Where are you?”

“About to knock on your door”, she said.

A knock on his door sounded off and LaCount's eyes bugged. He hastily threw on his workout tights and t-shirt and ran for the door. He opened it and Tori walked in.

She stopped and took a whiff. A knowing grin came across her face. Pre-cum and chocolate. My nose is never wrong, she thought.

“Hey wassup,” she said slyly.

“Nothing, just chillin’. I go to work in a few hours. I just came from the gym,” LaCount answered. “What's good?”

“You got a Firestick, right?” she asked.

“LaCount nodded. “Yeah, why?” he asked.

Tori pulled out her phone. “I just signed up for this new IPTV service. I wanna see how you have yours set up. That's where your TV is, right?” she asked. She headed towards his bedroom and LaCount was too late to stop her.

Tori entered his bedroom, and her eyes immediately locked on the TV. Wesley Pipes was putting in work on Cherokee Da Ass.

“Boy, what were you doing in here?” she exclaimed, her eyes bugged.

“Like you didn't know,” LaCount said derisively. “Auntie, how did you know where I live?”

Tori laughed. “Lisa told me,” she answered. “And yeah, I knew when I first came in. I know that smell anywhere.”

LaCount hung his head in embarrassment. He stopped casting the scene from his phone and shrugged. “I just needed some relief, that's all,” he said. “Can't get it in every time you want it.”

“Baby, don't I know it,” Tori said. She eyed his dickprint in his tights. “You know what, forget about the IPTV service. I can figure it out. Right now, I can think of better things to do,” she said. She eased over to him and caressed his crotch.

LaCount looked down at her hand then back at her. “What about your husband?” he asked.

“Why are you worried about that? He's my issue, not yours,” she said matter-of-factly.

LaCount nodded but said nothing. Tori got more comfortable caressing his jock and felt it hardening and lengthening with her touch.

“Mmmm…” she purred. “I like Wesley Piper but I'll never meet him to find out how he really puts it down. What you got here right now is much better.”

She knelt and eased LaCount's tights off his bottom. His thick, chocolate man-log throbbed in her hand. Some of the cocoa butter oil remained on him.

“Yassss boy, you smell delicious. I hope you don't mind,” she said, licking her lips.

“Mot at all,” LaCount said dizzily.

Tori was gorgeous. She was a gym rat like himself and had a lean, muscular but curvy, chocolate body. She had almond-shaped, green eyes that were closed as she sucked his dickhead into her wet mouth. LaCount moaned as she came off his dickhead and wrapped her full, pouty lips around his shaft.

She eyed him and smiled. “You were about to nut when I called, huh? I can still taste your pre-cum,” she cooed.

LaCount dizzily nodded. “I wasn't expecting company,” he murmured.

“It's okay, baby. Let me suck that load out of you. I won't let it go to waste,” she purred.

With that, she engulfed as much of his dick as she could and jacked her head back and forth on it. She coughed and gagged a bit but didn’t stop. Soon, LaCount's knees were buckling.

“Oooooohhh FUCK!!!” he moaned and clenched his fists.

Tori grabbed his hips and pulled them towards her, willing more dick in her throat. LaCount was no match and exploded in Tori's mouth. She coughed violently and gulped his load down. She cried out in ecstasy and kept sucManning. LaCount was drained and his limp dick fell from her mouth. He sat down on the edge of his bed. He stared at her in amazement.

“Dayum, you're a soul snatcher,” he gasped.

“Damn right,” Tori said, standing up. “I have an appetite. FucManning with me, you'll need your Wheaties.”

She shed her fitted Pink t-shirt, tight jeans shorts, and silver flats. When she was naked, she crawled onto the bed, letting LaCount get a good look at her round, chocolate ass. LaCount's eyes locked on it and she smiled.

“C'mon baby. Get a taste of this pie,” Tori purred.

LaCount didn't have to be told twice. He tore off his t-shirt and kicked his workout tights off his feet. He then gripped her hips and knelt behind her. He growled as he parted her cheeks and dove his face into her crevice.

Tori's eyes flew open as he attacked her clit. His wet tongue bathed it thoroughly and slurped on her labia. He jabbed his tongue deep into her creamy center and felt her sugarwalls grab at it. He then licked up and down her slit, greedily gobbling up her flowing juices.

“Fuck boy!!! When was the last time you got some pussy?!?” she gasped. “You eating that thang as if it were your last meal!”

LaCount clasped her booty cheeks loudly and looked at her. “You told me to come get it. That's what I'm doing,” he said in a low, deliberate voice.

Tori couldn't dispute that. She lay her head down on the bed and arched his back more. LaCount went back to slurping. He spread open her cheeks and circled his tongue on her asshole. Tori began to twitch uncontrollably.

“Oh God…” she moaned. “I'm gonna nut…”

He drove his tongue deep into her anus and her pussy spurted. His neck and chest were soaked with her juice. Tori moaned and pulled away. She turned over on her back and tried to get away from him. However, LaCount grabbed her by the feet and pulled her to him. He pushed her legs back wide and dove his face into her twitching pussy again.

Tori felt his tongue fuck her pussy again and she felt another earthquake building from within.

“Oh fuck, boy. You trying to give me a heart attack,” she moaned.

He covered her whole pussy with his mouth and gently sucked her flesh. He could feel it pulse in his mouth. Tori's eyes began to roll back into her head. LaCount let go of her legs and she got her elbows behind her knees, keeping her legs back wide. Her head fell back as she released another torrent of squirt into his mouth.

LaCount lapped up her nectar and sat up. He wiped his mouth with his hand and was about to dive back in when she grabbed his head. He looked up at her.

Tori was breathing hard. “You can do that all day, can't you?” she asked. LaCount smiled and nodded.

Tori shook her head and relaxed her legs. “Well, as fire as that tongue is, I need that dick. C’mere,” she said.

LaCount climbed onto the bed and she pushed him down. She got between his legs and took command of his now rock-hard, wickedly curved dick. She admired it.

“Dayum, I'll bet you be killing bitches with this curve, don’t you?” she asked.

LaCount looked at her. “You're the first to get it since my breakup,” he said.

Tori was shocked. “But that was six months ago, LaCount. You ain't got no standby pussy?” she asked.

LaCount shook his head. “No. Still trying to figure it all out,” he said.

“Well, allow me to help you,” Tori said. “I told you before that you need a panther.”

“You did, didn't you? Now, I'm convinced,” LaCount said, grinning.

Un uhhh, she thought. You ain’t giving this to some random old bitch. We need to take care of this nigga at all costs. But later for that.

She reached for her purse and retrieved a condom from it. She ripped it open and rolled it down LaCount's dick. She straddled him and ran her wet slit along his dickhead. She eased herself down on it and her sugarwalls began a hot, carnal dance with his dick.

“Ooooooh SHIT!!!” she exclaimed, her chocolate pie filled to the brim. She got her feet up on his shins and began to bounce.

“FUCK…” LaCount cried out, grabbing her waist.

Tori was bucking like a psychotic bronco. She grabbed LaCount's shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh. LaCount winced in pain.

She leaned back and grabbed his ankles. She got up on her feet and began doing squats on the dick. She moved slowly, her hips circling as she squatted. Her hot pussy was deepthroating LaCount's dick.

“Fugggg… This dick is massaging my walls,” Tori moaned.

LaCount knew he couldn't take much more of this. It was just too good. He pushed her off of him and got up. Tori looked at him and he grabbed her by the arm, spinning her around. He mounted her doggy-style and rammed his dick into her. He began to blow her back out.

Tori's eyes bugged as her pussy bubbled, frothed, and fought the carnal attack by LaCount's dick. Her nut was about to erupt and so was his.

LaCount threw his head back as he exploded into the condom. Tori's pussy pulsed and swelled as her cum exploded as well. She screamed like a murder victim and white light exploded in her eyes. They both fell on the bed, passed out.

Tanisha and Kendra were upset. They were moving Tanisha's stuff into her new apartment and Tori was supposed to be helping. But she was nowhere to be found.

Tanisha looked at Kendra with her hands on her hips. “Still nothing?” Tanisha asked.

Kendra shook her head. “Nope,” she said.

Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Tori. “Here this bitch is. Let's see what excuse she has,” Kendra said.

She answered the call and put it on speaker. “It's about time, bitch. Where the fuck have you been?” Kendra snarled.

“Shut the fuck up. Are y'all done?” Tori asked.

“Almost. We have one more load,” Tanisha said.

“Okay, I'll meet y'all over at your house. I need to rap with you two about something,” Tori said.

Tanisha and Kendra stared at each other for a second. “Okay. See you soon. Bye,” Kendra said and hung up.

“What the fuck was all that?” Tanisha asked.

Kendra shook her head. “I don't know but we will find out soon,” she said. “Let's go.”

They went back to Tanisha's house and found Tori waiting for them. Together, they grabbed the last load of Tanisha's stuff and headed to her apartment. They got everything moved in and relaxed. Tanisha and Kendra threw angry looks at Tori.

“Okay bitch, this had better be good,” Kendra said.

“It is,” Tori said, opening a bottle of wine that she brought along with red cups. She poured some for everyone. She raised her cup.

“First, a toast to your new freedom, Tee,” Tori said happily.

“Amen to that,” Tanisha said, touching her cup to Tori's. “Now, all I need is a stunt dick to break me off nice-like and I'll be good.”

Kendra was still upset about Tori’s no-show and wasn’t having it. “Excuse me; naw bitch!!! You ain't getting off that easy! Where were you? We had this shit planned,” she snapped.

“Okay, okay. My bad. I'm sorry. I woke up, saw what time it was, and sprang out of there,” Tori said.

Kendra's face scowled up. “Sprang out of where? Some nigga's house? And who is he? If he put you to sleep, I need to know who he is,” she bellowed.

Tori smirked. “You will never guess,” she said. “Well, you might after I say y'all can't EVER tell Lisa.”

Tanisha's eyes bugged. “Bitch, you fucked her husband?!?” she exclaimed.

Kendra smirked at Tori. “Naw. This bitch is grimy but not that grimy. Plus, Lisa got that nigga too whipped for him to cheat,” Kendra said, looking at Tori knowingly. “No, this bitch fucked LaCount. Didn't you?”

Tori nodded. “Yes. He knocked the tar out of this pussy and yes, he put me to sleep,” she said.

“Damn, that's a first,” Kendra said quietly.

“Ladies, we have a mission. The nigga’s dick game is the truth and he has no one to give it to.”

Kendra’s eyes got big. “He ain’t seeing anyone since he broke up with that girl?” she asked incredulously. “I don’t get that. LaCount is marriage material. What’s his holdup?”

“He said he is still trying to figure out being single again,” Tori said. “I get it. He gets in his feelings easily. He’s right to be careful. Some other chick could snatch him up quick-fast. But that’s where we come in. We need to put him on lock. Make him our manager. The right kind of manager. The kind who will manage our dick needs. But I can't do it alone. I have other responsibilities. Y'all will need to pick up the slack. What do you say?”

Kendra looked at Tanisha, who shrugged. “I’m with it,” Tanisha said. “Shit, the way I’m feenin’, I’ll drain that lil’ young mufucka. He’d better eat a double dose of Wheaties fuckin’ with me.”

“Sounds like a plan. I know I need a good maintenance man. That pipe is hype, huh?” Kendra asked.

“Like you said, when has a man ever put me to sleep?” Tori asked.

Tanisha grinned. “That is a testimonial,” she said. “That’s all I need to know.”

“Hell yeah!!!” Kendra exclaimed. She raised her cup. “Here's to new beginnings and good dick!!!”

“HERE MUTHAFUCKIN HERE!!!” they all shouted. It was time to hire The Manager.

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Thirty-year-old LaCount Rosseau was tired. His shift as a PG County police officer was over and he could crash in his bed. His workout would come later. Hell, he had a workout BEFORE he went to work. One that almost had him late.

One of his cousin Lisa's friends, Tori Jackson, came over to talk about some help with her IPTV account. Yeah, she wanted help, alright. Some help with some sexual healing. Never mind that she was married. He guessed that her husband wasn't enough for her. Anyway, she tried to fuck him to death. They both ended up passing out in his bed. He woke up an hour before he had to be at work. She had already left.

LaCount wondered if he would see her again. Tori and her friends were wild. He didn't know how his cousin Lisa was friends with them. Tanisha was getting ready to be single again after an unhappy marriage, and the other friend, Kendra, was wild and crazy. If they were freaks like Tori…  

He shook his head. That woman sucks and fucks like an insatiable beast. You had to really bring it to satisfy her. He'd love another ride in the hay with her. He got naked, climbed into bed, and drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, 42-year-old Kendra Manning sat at her desk, full of energy. This morning before work, she woke up horny AS FUCK. She had to rub one out before getting out of bed and she busted one HARD. When she was done, she could leap over tall buildings in a single bound.

She knew what got her so riled up. Tori told her and Tanisha that she fucked LaCount, who was their married friend Lisa's cousin. LaCount had recently become single after being dumped by his ex-girlfriend.

Tori said that the brotha put it on her something fierce and Kendra and Tanisha needed to get down. Between the three of them, they could lock LaCount down and keep him well supplied with hot pussy for the foreseeable future.

Kendra thought LaCount was a sweet guy who got a shit deal from his shallow ex-girlfriend. He seemed the kind of guy you love, not try to fuck to death. But with Tori's glowing recommendation, Kendra started to see LaCount in a different light. She definitely needed to find out what he was working with.

Tori told Kendra how much LaCount seemed to like dark-skinned women. Tori was of the chocolate persuasion. Kendra wasn't as tall as Tori but she was thicker with a mocha skin tone. Tori had a more athletic build. Kendra was just thicker and curvier. And Tanisha had them both beat with a deep caramel skin tone and a wide, bodacious ass.

Kendra beat herself off this morning, imagining herself riding LaCount's mouth and tongue, nutting all over his face. She would ride that dick all night and if he was good, she'd let him put that dick in her ass. With the right dick, she loved it in her ass.

Now she was sitting at her desk trying to think of an excuse to get LaCount over to her house by himself. Then it came to her. She had recently bought a new smart HDTV that needed to be mounted on her bedroom wall. She had someone else in mind to do it, but she was going to see if LaCount could do it. She looked at the clock on the wall. It was 9 am. She was sure he was asleep by now. She would text him around 2 pm.

“Yes baby. I got sumthin’ for you,” she said softly to herself.

LaCount was awakened from his slumber by his phone going off. He looked at it and saw it was a text from Kendra.  

It read: Hi LaCount. Are you off today?

He scratched his head. What would she want?

He responded: Hi Auntie Chan. Yes, I'm off. Wassup?

Kendra: I have a new TV that I need to hang on my bedroom wall. Can you do it? My friend is supposed to do it but he's AWOL.

LaCount flopped his head on his pillow. Putting up a TV wouldn't take long, he thought.

LaCount: Sure. What time should I be at your spot?

Kendra: Around 6 pm. I have something to handle first, then I'll be home.

LaCount: Okay, I'll be there.

Kendra: Thank you so much.

LaCount: No problem, Auntie. Anytime.

He got up, got dressed, and went to the gym for a quick, light workout. That woke him up really well. By the time he got back home, it was 4 pm. He cleaned up and chilled until 5:30 pm. Kendra lived only 20 minutes from him down Route 301 South. He grabbed his stud finder and headed out for her spot.

Kendra had a big, two-level, single-family house and lived alone. It was beautifully decorated, and everyone liked to party at her spot. Kendra didn't mind at all hosting.

When he got there, he saw Kendra's cherry red Lexus SUV parked out front. She was already home. He decided to text her and ask if she was ready for him. Kendra responded, telling him to come in.

LaCount stepped to the door and it opened. His eyes bugged. “Dayum,” he muttered softly.

LaCount always knew Kendra was a thickie, but he didn’t know her body was banging like this. She was built like the proverbial, old-school Georgia/Florida stripper, but just shorter. She had hips and ass for days, and the pink spandex shorts and pink sports top showed everything off beautifully. A pink and white bandana tied around her hair completed her look.

“Hey Count! Wassup? Come in,” Kendra said. She turned around and walked back into the living room. He followed her.

“It's up in my bedroom. Would you like something to drink?” she asked.

LaCount shrugged. “Water is fine,” he said.

Kendra went into the kitchen and retrieved a cold bottle of Deer Park water from the refrigerator. She handed it to him and headed for the stairs. LaCount followed her, his face wrinkling like linen as he watched her ascend. That ass was tremendous.

He had never really entertained any ideas of bedding her outside of knowing how attractive she was. He only had eyes for his ex at the time. Now that he was alone, all kinds of filthy thoughts of what he would do with that ass filled his head. But he knew she and her friends liked men their ages or older. RICH men their ages and older. A dude had to level up dealing with them.

“Okay…” Kendra said as they entered her bedroom. “The new TV is right there. I want it on that wall. I'm giving the old TV to Lisa's son for college.”

LaCount saw the new 65-inch Samsung TV still in the box on the floor. He looked at Kendra. “You got this from Best Buy, right? Any particular reason they didn't mount it?” he asked.

“I got it from the outlet store, and they're closed now for good,” she answered. “But the price was too good to pass up. $200. And the wall mount came with it.”

“Oh dayum…” LaCount exclaimed. He looked at the TV again. It was no BS model. It was one of the higher-class models. She got a steal. “Okay, let me get to it,” he said.

LaCount went about his task. He used his stud finder and figured out where to put the mounts on Kendra’s wall. He marked his spots and got to work. Kendra watched impatiently, trying to figure out when to interrupt him and get what she really wanted.

After installing the mounts on the wall, LaCount stole a look at Kendra and noted how exasperated she was. He began to suspect that she wanted him to hurry up and finish so that she could have whatever company she had set up to come over. He began working on putting the mount on the back of the new TV.

Soon, he was done and he hung the TV on the wall. He stepped back and admired his work. The mount was a telescopic one so that she could change the angle when she wanted.

“Done. I also taped your cable box to the side so that your bed won’t block the signal when you try to change the channel,” he said proudly. “And your Firetick is installed in HDMI 2.”

He grabbed his tools and looked at her. “Okay Auntie. I’ll see you later,” he said and headed for the bedroom door.

“Where are you going?” Kendra asked in alarm.

LaCount frowned and looked at her. “I’m done, so I was getting out of your hair. The way you were watching me, I figure you had company coming over soon,” he said.

Kendra realized what he meant, and she laughed. Her impatience must’ve shown on her face. “Boy, you are so innocent,” she said. “Either that or you just don’t take anything for granted. Either way, I like it.”

A big-ass, Scooby-Doo URUUH sounded off in his head. What the fuck was she talking about? His face said it all.

Kendra smiled. “Don’t you like what I’m wearing? Have you noticed?” she asked.

LaCount shifted uncomfortably. “I-I tried not to notice, Auntie,” he stuttered. “I mean… You look good.”

“So do you,” Kendra said. “I didn’t mean to make you feel like you needed to leave.” She sauntered over to him. “I was impatient and couldn’t wait for you to finish,” she said.

She put her hand on his chest. “I hate the way your ex did you,” she said softly. “But that girl doesn’t know a real man when she sees one. I sure do, though.”

Her hand found his crotch and caressed it lovingly. If LaCount had any doubts about her intentions, they cleared immediately. His dick began to stiffen in his sweatpants.

Kendra was thrilled. “Hell yeah, there it is,” she purred.

“Dayum,” LaCount gasped. “I never knew you looked at me like that.”

“I know but you know how girls talk,” Kendra said. “Auntie Tori told me how you took care of her. Now you can take care of me, too.”

LaCount’s eyes bugged for a second, and then he grinned. Women do talk to each other, he was learning. And when word gets around about quality dick, they all had to find out what the fuss was about. Well, he had a rep now. He couldn’t disappoint.

He switched from an innocent cub to a lion right before Kendra’s eyes. He pulled her close to him and palmed her soft ass with both hands.

“I guess I have a rep to uphold now, don’t I?” he asked. “I’m at your service.”

“AaaaMEN!!!” Kendra squealed, sucManning in her breath at his grabbing of her ass. “You like all that playground? I’m built differently than Tori.”

LaCount smiled. “Both of y’all are beautiful and very sexy,” he said. “True goddesses.”

“Tanisha, too. She needs your services even more than Tori and me,” Kendra said.

LaCount gasped. They told Tanisha, too?!? So Tanisha is scheming on me, too? I’m really gonna need my Wheaties for her, he thought.

Tanisha was tall, curvy, and thick AS FUCK. She looked like Queen Latifah with bigger titties and more ass. That was some pussy he had to seriously put a hurting on. She would have it no other way.

“Well, y’all can tell Tanisha to get at me. I’ll be ready for her,” LaCount said confidently.

Kendra grinned. “You a baaaad man, huh? Okay, I will do that,” she said. “In the meantime…”

She dropped to her knees and yanked down his sweatpants and boxer briefs. His thick, chocolate man-snake came into view, and she took command of it. She licked her lips as she admired it.

“Oh hell yes, I can have a lot of fun with all of this,” she murmured.

She jerked him off and took him into her hot mouth, her eyes closing as she savored his manly taste. His dick throbbed as she sucked and it slid back and forth wetly over her tongue in and out of her mouth. Her drool pooled around his girth, and it soon was slippery wet.

Kendra opened her jaws wide and greedily tried to inhale all of him. She coughed and gagged with her valiant effort. LaCount clenched his fists as his dickhead assaulted her tonsils.

“Dayum Auntie,” he moaned. “I didn’t know you could eat dick like this.”

She spat him out and looked up at him. “If you did, would you have tried to get some throat?” she asked. She kept her eyes trained on him and licked his dickhead.

“If I did ask, would you have given me any if Tori hadn’t told you about me?” he countered.

Kendra grinned. “Fair enough. Probably not because of your cousin,” she said. “But that’s the only reason. Boy, you are some kind of foooine. Don’t get it twisted.”

“Yeah well, I’ve learned to admire all of you ladies from afar. I tried not to entertain any thoughts of doing anything with you,” LaCount said. “Imagine my surprise when Auntie Tori texted me asManning to come over.”

“So now you know,” Kendra said. She resumed slobbering blissfully on his dick. She moaned greedily as she put in work.

“Fugggg…” LaCount moaned, his head falling back and his mouth falling open.

She spat him out and pulled his sweatpants, boxer briefs, socks, and sneakers off. LaCount tore off his t-shirt, and he stood naked in front of her. Kendra led him over to the bed and pushed him down on it. He sat up and watched her.

Kendra gave him a lecherous grin and pushed off her spandex shorts. She then pulled off her top and stood there in her voluptuous nakedness. LaCount sucked in his breath.

“Gyatdayum Auntie,” he breathed.

He stared at her mocha-colored, 36-30-48-inch body. Her thighs were thick and her ass was ridiculously round. She had bouncy, DD-cup titties with long, stiff nipples, and wide, chocolate-chip areolas. She had a few cat paw tattoos going up one thigh towards her kitty-kat.

Now there’s a pathway to heaven, he thought.

Kendra climbed onto the bed between LaCount’s legs and resumed slobbering on his man-pole. She licked up and down his curved shaft and then slobbered on his balls.

LaCount squirmed and tried to push her head away but Kendra was having none of it. She popped his dick from her mouth.

“Stop fighting me and give me tht nut,” she commanded. The cum vampire sucked his dick back into her mouth and resumed sucManning his soul out.

LaCount’s head fell back and he clenched his fists. Kendra jacked her head up and down rapidly on his dick. She came off of it and gently ran her teeth and soft lips up and down his shaft. She started stroking him and sucManning on his dickhead. LaCount began to tremble and his glutes locked up.

Kendra popped his dick out of her mouth and jerked him off. He roared and arched his back. A geyser of cum erupted from his dick, and she swallowed him to his balls. LaCount began to wiggle like an earthworm caught in a bed of angry ants. Kendra kept gulping until his balls stopped twitching. She then spat his spent dick out.

“Mmmm… You’re delicious,” she purred.

“Oh my God…” LaCount moaned weakly. “It should be criminal to be able to drain dick like that.”

First Tori, now Kendra. What about Tanisha? They’re probably all cum vampires, he thought.

“I’m greedy,” Kendra said, licking her fingers. “Now…” She straddled his lap and leaned down over his face. She lowered her titties to his mouth. “We’re gonna put that mouth to work,” she purred.

The stiff nipple poked his lips and he opened his mouth. Kendra pushed her nipple inside and he suckled her gently. He swirled his tongue around the nub and sucked her titty-flesh, enjoying her sweet taste.

Kendra drew in her breath and her mouth fell open. She gave him her other nipple to enjoy and he slurbed on it as well. LaCount wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her closer.

Her body was ridiculous. Her skin was soft and she smelled so sweet. She was one big piece of candy and he wanted to eat her up. He grabbed her and sat up. Kendra shrieked as he deftly flipped her around and lay her down on the bed. He loomed over her and pushed her titties together.

“Yum, yum…” he growled.

He resumed feasting on her nipples, going back and forth between them. He then tried to suck both of them into his mouth at once and this almost drove Kendra crazy. Her pussy was on fuego.

He kissed and licked along her shoulders and neck, finding all kinds of erogenous zones Kendra never knew she had. She was panting and hyperventilating as he worked his way down South.

When he got between her thighs, he looked up at her with an impish grin on his face. Kendra saw the naughty glimmer in his eyes and she knew she was in trouble. She swallowed nervously and watched him.

LaCount turned his attention to her juicy cooch. She was waxed smooth and it was ready for him. LaCount kissed and sucked on her pubes and Kendra was shocked at how good that felt. She grabbed the top of his head

“What the fuck?” she gasped. “Where did you learn that?”

“Porn,” LaCount answered. “Never thought I’d be able to try it but I guess it works.”

“Hell yeah, it works!” Kendra exclaimed. “That’s my squirtbox you’re stimulating. You’re gonna have me ready to burst in a minute.”

“Thanks for the warning,” LaCount said, and returned to licManning and sucManning.

He licked up and down one side of her vulva and sucked on her flesh. Her pussy was bubbling away, waiting for attention. Kendra writhed beneath him, trying to push his head to her throbbing clit. But LaCount wanted to take his time and lick her his way. He went to the other side of her vulva and sucked on her flesh there.

Kendra was seriously leaking now. She opened her legs wider for him and LaCount finally tongued her pussy. He lapped away at the juice trickling from within and jabbed his tongue in and out of her. He sucked on her labia and headed for her clit. When he finally began lapping at it, Kendra lost it. She exploded in his mouth. Kendra’s body quaked and she wailed loudly.

He sat up, grabbed her by the legs, and pulled her close to him. He pushed her legs back wide, almost bending her over backwards. He stiffened his tongue and jabbed it into her asshole. He felt her rectal walls grab at his tongue.

“FUUUUCK!!!” Kendra screamed. She arched her back uncontrollably and sprayed his face with squirt juice. LaCount was startled and let go of her legs. He wiped off his face.

“Wow, you got me good that time,” he said with a grin.

Kendra lay there dizzy and her head lolling from side to side. “Ooooh fuck…” she moaned. “That one wiped me out.

She wearily sat up and reached for her nightstand. She retrieved a condom from the drawer and turned to LaCount. She pointed to the bed, indicating that he should lie down. LaCount lay down on his back and Kendra crawled between his legs.

“You got me so far, but now it’s my turn,” she cooed.

She took his dick into her mouth and began slobbering on it again. LaCount moaned and she soon had him rock-hard again. She spat him out and opened the condom. She rolled it down on his ready dick and climed atop it. She moaned as she sank herself on it. Her sugarwalls squeezed his on his shaft and she began riding him.

“Oooooh shit yeah!” she yelled, her head back. She began hyperventilating as her fucking built into a crescendo. She creamed all over his balls.

OOOOH SHIT, she fucks like a beast too, he thought. What the fuck are these chicks on to have super-pussy like this???

Kendra began to bounce like a kangaroo on LaCount and she dug her nails into his shoulders. LaCount felt her pussy swell up and a sudden flood of hot juice drowned his lap. Kendra trembled and pitched forward on top of him.

They lay there like that for a couple of minutes and then Kendra wearily sat up. She lifted herself off his dick and repositioned it on her asshole. She moaned as she eased herself down on it. His dick curved into her rectum. She sucked in her breath.

“Ooooh shit, that dick feels good in my ass,” she moaned. She threw her feet up on his shins and rode him rhythmically.

OH MY GOD, her ass feels so good, he thought. FUCK, I’m gonna nut…

He moaned and wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her to him. He began to thrust himself up into her ass, jackhammer-fucking her. He roared as he tried to fuck his nut out. Kendra wailed loudly and gritted her teeth. She splooged again all over his lap.

Finally, LaCount erupted into the condom. He kept pumping into her until he softened and his dick fell out of her ass along with the cum-filled condom. She collapsed on top of him. LaCount soon heard snoring. He chuckled to himself.

Kendra woke up a few hours later and dizzily looked around. LaCount was gone. There was a note on the nightstand and Kenda looked at it. It read: I’m sorry about the mess we made in your bed. Talk to you soon, LaCount.

Kendra giggled and turned over on her back. She sighed and grabbed her mobile phone. She sent Tori a text with a thumbs-up emoji. She got up and prepared to wash her bedclothes.

Tori read the text from Kendra and knew immediately what it meant. Dude came as advertised and put it on her. She dialed Kendra’s digits and Kendra answered right away.

“He left you snoring, didn’t he?” Tori asked.

“Bitch, I was drooling like Homer Simpson,” Kendra said, shaking her head. They both cackled with laughter.

“How did you get him over there?” Tori asked.

“I had a TV I was gonna get a friend of mine to hang on the wall. I just had LaCount come over and do it,” Kendra said. “After that, I yanked his sweats down and started sucking his dick. It went on from there.”

Tori laughed and shook her head. Kendra was crazy. “Bitch, you know it wasn’t that easy,” she said with a giggle.

Kendra smiled. “No, actually, he was quite sweet about it. He said he didn’t think I looked at him like that. That’s when I spilled the beans about you. So he knows Tanisha is coming for him.”

“Well Van Damme,” Tori said, shaking her head. “Just as well. Tee is gonna eat him alive.”

“Well somebody needs to body this nigga. He’s gonna have all of us turned out before long,” Kendra said.

“We will figure something out,” Tori said. “Let me holla at Tee. Talk to you later.”

“Lata,” Kendra said and hung up.

Tori sat for a moment and reflected on her experience with LaCount. She wanted more of him.

Shit, fuck that. I need a repeat performance. I need to help Tanisha out. We can tag-team that ass, she thought.

She grabbed her phone and dialed Tanisha’s digits.

“Hey Tee,” Tori greeted.

“Hey you, wassup?” Tanisha answered.

“Shyt,” Tori said. “Gotta rap with you about something.”

“What’s good?” Tanisha asked.

“Kendra just texted me,” Tori said. “LaCount just put her ass to sleep.”

Tanisha laughed. “We gonna have to start calling this nigga The Sandman,” she quipped.

Tori laughed, too. “Hey, that’s pretty good. We might have to,” she said. “It’s your turn. You ready for him?”

“Hell yeah,” Tanisha said. “And I have an idea of how to get him over here, too.”

“Which is?” Tori asked.

“I’m gonna invite him over for a housewarming drink,” Tanisha said..

“That’s good,” Tori said. “You need some help?”

Tanisha was taken aback. “Hell naw!” she answered. “Help with what? You wanna hold his dick while I suck it?”

Tori laughed. “No, girl. You can do that yourself but I do want another taste of him,” she said. “I was thinking we can tag-team him.”

Tanisha was quiet for a sec. “We are sharing him, aren’t we? Fuck it, why not? Between the two of us, I know we can put his ass to sleep,” she said.

“Bet,” Tori said. “And while your approach is a good idea, it’s unnecessary. Kendra told him what was up. He’s gonna be expecting you to call.”

“Ahhh…” Tanisha said. “Well in that case, honesty is the best policy.”

“Fa sho,” Tori said.

“Let me handle it. I’ll call you back,” Tanisha said.

“Okay, lata,” Tori said, and hung up.

Tanisha already had LaCount’s number from Lisa. It’s always nice to have a police officer as a friend to check out potential mates now that she was single. She dialed his number to see what he was up to. LaCount answered after a couple of rings.

“Hello, Officer Rousseau speaking,” he answered.

“LaCount, it’s me, Auntie Tee,” Tanisha said. “How are you?”

“Hey Auntie, I’m good. What can I do for you?” LaCount asked.

Tanisha smiled. “So I heard you had a little encounter with Kendra,” she said.

Silence at the other end. Finally, he said, “Yeah, she told you about it, huh?”

“Yep,” Tanisha said. “Acutally, we knew after your encounter with Tori. She sang your praises. She said protect this man at all costs!” They both laughed.

“I knew you’d be calling soon. I was just trying to be discreet,” LaCount said.

“I appreciate that,” Tanisha said. “So I’m sure Kendra told you tht between me, her, and Tori, we need a manager. Or more accurately, a maintenance man.”

“That’s what I heard,” LaCount said.

“Well, you haven’t auditioned for me yet,” Tanisha said.

“Just say when,” LaCount said.

“When are you off again?” Tanisha asked.

“Friday,” LaCount answered.

“Cool. I’m gonna need for you to come over for a housewarming drink,” she said. “Then we can talk about that audition. And Auntie Tori is gonna help me.”

LaCount grinned. “Okay. I’m sure I can keep you ladies entertained,” he said.

“Well, alright now,” Tanisha said. “I’ll get at you later with the details. Kisses, boo.”

“Back to ya,” LaCount said, and they ended the call.

Tanisha sent Tori a text: We’re on for Friday at my crib.

Tori replied with a thumbs-up emoji. It was on.

On Friday, Tanisha texted LaCount inviting him over to her spot at 6 pm. He replied saying he would be there with a bottle of Jack Daniel’s. Tanisha said she was looking forward to the evening.

Shortly before 6 pm, LaCount parked in front of Tanisha’s apartment building and texted her saying he was out front. Tanisha replied saying come on up. LaCount took the stairs and he was soon at her apartment door. He knocked and waited.

The door opened and LaCount stared at the tall, thick, curvy Amazon Auntie Tee. Her dark braids were pulled back behind her head and tied off. All she wore was a white wife-beater tank top that struggled to hold in her 42DDD-cup titties and some tight gray gym shorts.

“Come in,” she said, taking the bottle of JD from him. LaCount followed her into the apartment.

“Hey LaCount,” Tori hollered from her seat on the sofa. She got up to hug LaCount. She was dressed the same as Tanisha was except she wore black spandex instead of gym shorts.

“Hey…” LaCount said, hugging Tori. Tanisha smiled and went into the kitchen for a glass to make LaCount a drink.

LaCount looked at Tori. “You done started some shyt,” he said, wagging his finger at her.

Tori turned around and stuck her ass out for him. “So spank me for being bad,” she purred. LaCount gave one of her cheeks a solid smack.

“Ooooh shit, hurt me Daddy,” Tori cooed.

“Y’all are a mess,” Tanisha said, coming over with a tumbler filled with Jack Daniel’s. Her and Tori were drinking white wine. They all sat down.

Tanisha eyed LaCount. “I told the other two that we were gonna have to start calling you The Sandman since you keep putting bitches to sleep,” she said.

LaCount grinned. He pointed at Tori. “That one there is greedy and has quite the appetite,” he said. “So does Kendra. They both wore me out.”

“So what do you think I’m gonna do?” Tanisha quipped. “I’ve been neglected for a very long time and I’m tired of my toys”

“Toys are fun but they just warmed you up for me,” LaCount said, sipping his drink.

Tanisha downed the rest of her wine and stood up. “Well…” she began, putting her wineglass down on the cocktail table. “You’re gonna see how warmed up I am.”

She came over to him and knelt between his legs. She helped him shrug off his sweatpants and boxer briefs. She pulled them off his feet with his sneakers and threw them to the side. She then savagely attacked his dick.

Tori watched her friend. As long as she had known Tanisha and as much shit they talked to each other, she never thought she would see her with a hard dick in her mouth. And she was quite comfortable doing it in front of Tori.

“Mmmm…” Tanisha purred, slurping on LaCount’s dick like it was an extra thick Snickers bar. “So good. He is delicious,” she cooed, throwing an eye over at Tori. She began to gawk-gawk on his dick sloppily.

Tori got up and came over to the pair. She knelt beside Tanisha and put her hand on the back of her neck. She pulled Tanisha’s hands away from LaCount’s dick and pushed Tanisha’s head down on his dick.

“C’mon bitch, don’t embarrass me. You know how to suck dick. Hands are illegal. Get on that bone right!” she exclaimed.

“Fuck…” LaCount moaned, his head falling back.

Tori grabbed Tanisha’s braids and yanked her head off his dick. Tanisha breathed hard. “C’mon now. You can do better than that. Get that dick into your throat,” Tori snapped. “Open your fuckin’ mouth.”

Tanisha opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Tori shoved four fingers into her mouth, gagging her. Tanisha retched violently and Tori pulled her hand out of her mouth. She then shoved Tanisha’s mouth back down on LaCount’s dick. This time, Tanisha got all of his dick in balls deep. Tori held her head down on it for what seemed like an eternity.

LaCount felt his balls lurch. “FUCK, I’M ABOUT TO NUT!!!” he screamed.

Tori continued to hold Tanisha’s head on his dick. “Go ‘head, bitch. Suck up all of that nut,” Tori said.

Tanisha coughed and gagged again. LaCount moaned and exploded in her mouth. Cum and drool cascaded all over his balls. Tori finally let go of Tanisha’s head.

Tanisha let off a high-pitched cry as she came off LaCount’s still-spurting dick. Tori immediately swallowed his bone to gulp down the rest of his cum. LaCount’s back locked up and his face contorted in ecstacy.

“FUUUUUCK!!!” he screamed.

Tori sat up, cum dripping from her lips. Tanisha stared at her, cum dripping from her lips as well.

“I’ve never swallowed cum before,” Tanisha panted. “That shit is hot as fuck.”

“You need to grow some more room in your neck,” Tori said, getting up. She began to strip. When she was naked, she helped LaCount out of his hoodie and t-shirt. He was now naked on the sofa. Tori climbed on the sofa and straddled his face. She began grinding her pussy on his mouth. She turned and looked at Tanisha.

“You need more practice. Start sucking on that dick again,” she said.

Tanisha grinned and started sucking on LaCount’s dick again. She moaned as she sucked and soon had his dick glistening wet and hard again.

“FUCK…” Tori screamed, locking her legs around LaCount’s head. Her body trembled as her orgasm washed over her body. “GYAT DAYUM…” she moaned as she climbed off of his face.

Tanisha had her hand cupped around LaCount’s balls and was trying her damndest to swallow all of his dick. She was making a royal mess doing so. Tori leaned over LaCount’s lap and grabbed his dick.

“Let me get some,” she said to Tanisha. Tanisha sat up and wiped her mouth. Tori took over gawk-gawking on his dick. She got considerably more dick in her throat than Tanisha did. Tanisha got down and began slobbering on his balls. Between Tori’s sloppy sucking on his dick, and Tanisha’s glurping on his balls, LaCount’s midsection was a hot mess.

“Oh God…” he moaned. “Don’t you two think we should be on the floor? We’re gonna ruin this couch.”

Tanisha sat up and nodded. “Good point. C;mon, Tori. Let’s go over here,” she said.

Tanisha crawled over to an open area of the living room. LaCount’s eyes locked on her big, wide ass and pushed Tori’s head away. He went after Tanisha and got behind her. Tanisha stopped and looked back at him.

“Dayum, you got ass,” he muttered, caressing and squeezing her soft Charmin.

“That’s 53 inches of ass right thre, baby. Can you handle it?” Tanisha cooed.

LaCount wrestled her gyu shorts off her ass and Tanisha pushed them off her legs. She opened her legs and arched her back. LaCount clasped her mighty ass cheeks in his hands and dove his face in her crevice.

Tori was still on the couch, playing in her dewy pussy. She shook her head. “Girl, the nigga’s tongue is fire. He can put you to sleep with that,” she cautioned.

LaCount licked Tanisha’s slit up and down. He rammed his tongue into her asshole Tanisha moaned and her pussy creamed. She pulled away and turned over on her bottom. She opened her legs wide.

“Oh my goodness, your tongue is the truth,” she squealed. LaCounnt lowered his face to her cooch and began slurping on her clit again. Tanisha sucked in her breath and ran her fingers through his hair.

Tori continued to play in her pussy. “I need to see him blow your back out,” she said. “Give him that ass.”

Tanisha grinned and pushed his head away. She grabbed a box of condoms off the cocktail table and took one out. She handed it to LaCount, who ripped it open and rolled it over his dick. Tanisha turned over and got her ass high in the air again.

“Ooohhhwee… All this ass,” LaCount moaned as he mounted her. “So you want this back blown out, huh? Ask and ye shall receive.”

He rammed himself inside her and grabbed a hip with one hand and her braids with the other hand. He began to punish her backside. He roared as he banged away. Tanisha screamed in delight.

GYAT… DAYUM, Tori thought, watching LaCount’s heavy balls slap against Tanisha’s clit with each stroke. That bitch is leaking like an old rusty faucet. I know she’s nuttin’ over and over and over again. Put in work, boy. Fuck that bitch. Fuck the soul out of her ass.

Tanisha was now splashing all over LaCount’s nuts as they spanked her clit. She began feeling dizzy. LaCount howled and smacked Tanisha’s booty cheeks. He was ready to cum and cum HARD.

“OOOOOH FUCK, BACKSHOTS!!!” he hollered. He pulled out of Tanisha and yanked off the condom. He aimed at Tanisha’s ass and splattered both cheeks with two copious spurts of hot cum. He let go of her hips and Tanisha pitched forward on the floor. LaCount heard a shrill cry from behind and looked back.

Tori was furiously frigging her clit and exploded all over her hand. She breathed hard in relief and then got off the couch. She crawled over to LaCount and took his spent dick into her mouth. She sucked on him for a couple of minutes. LaCount moaned and rocked his hips. His balls were empty, though. Tori spat him out and began licking the cum from Tanisha’s ass. Tanisha did not move. Soft snoring could be heard coming from her.

Tori sat down and laughed. “The Sandman strikes again,” she said.

“You mean the Manager, right?” he said. “Do I get the position?”

Tori grinned. “I’mma speak for Kendra and this sleeping bitch here,” she said. “You got the job.”

LaCount grinned.

END