This next story has a special place in my heart, because I met her in my senior year in high school. We did not speak much. However, as the year went on, we talked more. She was a busty Latina, kind of cute, and was a tad bit shorter than myself at the time. We both graduated with honors from high school. She went to college in San Antonio while I stayed in town. We eventually reunited three years into my college career. She still looked the same. But something was different about her. She was more mature. She was womanlier. I daresay she got sexier. And she was. I wanted to fuck her. She knew it. However… she eventually got off the market after months of us flirting. Her name was Nancy. So… this story is called “The Hook-Up.”
Years later…
As I walked into my friend’s place of employment, I sighed deeply. I never did anything even close to illegal in my life. My cousin had one mishap. I promised him I would hook him up. I had my ways. It happened to be in the form of a beautiful, busty, Double-D cupped Latina lawyer. That hook-up happened to be…
“Oh my God. Tell me you didn’t…”
“No, you should know me better,” I said.
“Well, if you think about it…” Nancy said, pondering.
“I’m here for my cousin. I’m going to keep it real. I want you to represent him. I don’t care if you’re a public defender or whatever. He’s got a future. You and I go way back,” I said.
“What kind?” She said.
“He raps,” I answered.
“Oh, mixtape rappers. Those.”
I rolled my eyes for a second and said: “Wait a second. Once upon a time, not long ago, didn’t you idolize a rapper because of his mentality? Didn’t you idolize the fact that he came from almost nothing, just like us? You still idolize him, do you?” I said, sincerely. She nodded.
After a slight hesitation, she asked: “What’s your cousin’s story?”
“Well, this will be a long story,” I started. “My cousin and I were close. We still kind of are. We’re close-knit. All of my cousins that I am close to I like to call ‘the siblings I never had’ due to the fact that I am an only child. As for this one, I also liked to call him my ‘first tag team partner.’ We used to practice wrestling moves on each other. As we grew up, we eventually went separate ways. But not too much. Recently, I was at one of his sessions. Weed was involved. I wasn’t. He took me home soon after. I live clear across town from him. After he got dropped me off, police got him. So…” I shrugged.
“Damn. I respect everything you’re doing for your cousin,” she said.
“I said to him and his family that you’re my hookup. So, I know you’re just starting, but…” I started to stand up, but got interrupted.
“Why?” Nancy said, bending over on the desk, showing her cleavage.
“Why? Because… I want you. Oh, and by the way… nice rack,” I said, looking in her eyes and touching her cheek. I then looked downwards at her glorious cleavage. She smiled.
“You know I have a boyfriend, right?” She said.
“Oh, is that why you haven’t been taking selfies of those sexy ass red lips of yours? And screw him. I don’t care. I can make you forget about him real quick and give me a discount…” I said, with my hand touching her pouty lips.
“Is that right? Yeah, pretty much,” She said biting her bottom lip, then licking them.
“You know how I feel about that, do you? Sexy as fuck. Anyways, will you take my cousin’s case?” I said to her.
“A drug case?”
I touched her cheek softly and let my hand drift. I whispered in her ear softly… “Yeah, and besides… I want you What if I said: In a perfect world, I would kiss you right now?”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
She looked at me. Her breathing heavier than usual. Her hand crept downwards. I kissed her hard with passion and lust, groping her ample curves.
“Mmmm, urgh…” A moan escaped her pouty lips. She broke off the long kiss for a breath. “I can’t do this. One, I have a boyfriend. Two, do you know where we are? Three… discount? For what?”
“This…” I kissed her on the lips softly. “God, that felt so damn good.”
“But a drug case, though?” She questioned. “Really?”
I then put her up aggressively against the wall and whispered in her ear as I made my way down her milky curvaceous body:
“Really. Now, you know our history…” I whispered.
“All those days that I asked you to lick those lips? All those times I asked to send a picture?” I said in between kisses on her neck. She nodded, biting her lip, turning me on more.
“Get your ass up there,” I commanded, with my pants down with my erection out. She got up on the file cabinet. I ripped off her blouse to reveal her white bra. I wanted her. I felt her warm breath on my body as I kissed her neck slowly. As I took off her bra, her breasts finally were free. I suckled on her small nipples to her moans.
“Ugh… ugh…”
I silenced her using my fingers, which she sucked. While I was sucking her buxom breasts, my hands moved up her skirt and up her beautiful legs for me to rub her treasure between her legs. I could feel the dampness through her underwear.
“Fuck, you’re so wet and tight…”
She smiled, as I kept fondling her.
“God, I want to fuck you so bad…” I said, hungrily. She eventually turned around, hiked her skirt up and pulled her panties down, allowing me to eat her wet, beautiful treasure.
“Then fuck me…” She said, biting her lip hard.
“You don’t have to tell me twice. Turn around and bend over.”
I wouldn’t want to say I wanted to necessarily “fuck” her. My feelings for her were strong. I really liked her. I respected her. But there was something about her that was sexy as hell.
“Ugh! Ugh! Oh, God, eat that fucking pussy!” She said, while I fingered and consumed her juices from the back.
In my opinion, the word “fuck” is too strong. It’s too primal. She and I were not together, so it’s not “making love.” But if it did happen… we would be making sweet, sweet love and she’d be riding my dick like a cowgirl. But alas…
“Oh shit, oh shit, fuck me…” She moaned.
“Yeah, you like this dick? You like this dick? Yeah… Yeah… Fuck your boyfriend!” I said, slapping her small, tight buttocks. “Say you like this big dick. Say it, slut!”
“I like that big dick!” She started to grope my midsection. I started to fuck faster.
“You’ll take my cousin’s case?” I said, animal like. “You’ll take it?”
“Ughhhhh…” She said, orgasming and creaming on my erection. I smiled, and slapped her tight ass cheek again.
“Yessss…” She moaned.
Believe it or not, Nancy changed me. Nancy changed how I look at things. Which I appreciate, but she showed me her own sexiness. Something about her made me feel that sexual high. She made me feel a feeling that I could not describe.
“Oh, fuck, I’m coming, I’m coming…”
Seamlessly, she knelt down to finish me off. I shot out my juices all over her beautiful breasts and face.
“So… I’ll send you where to send the bill?” I said, with a smirk, while putting on my clothes. She simply nodded.
“Oh, and one more thing… I better have a discount after that… you nasty slut.”
I exited. She giggled. When I got out of the office, I texted my other cousin. It read:
You got your lawyer.
Before long, he texted back.
Who is this hookup? And how’d you pull it off?
I texted back with a smile.
She’s an old friend. She’s good. Real Good.
He texted back quickly.
She?
Later…
As for my cousin, he got off easy thanks to my lawyer friend. He still smokes, but he’s smarter now.
“I have been meaning to tell you this but damn, she’s fine!” He said to me after talking to watching me talk to her.
“Hey, but she’s taken though, sorry,” I said.
“By who? I say he’s lucky.”
“Some dude,” I said, looking back at her. “I say fuck him.”