The Recycled Room: Keep Em’ Coming

It’s a recession, so just like last time, it’s time to get 2 for one. Shit, if I had any more energy, I would have got 4, but hey, it’s only so much you can do. Two girls: one a thick ghetto chick who I wanted to fuck for a lil’ minute. The other, “The Teacher” which I’ve never fucked in a ‘normal’ place before. This was AFTER I already fucked a shortie off the A-Team earlier in the day, that I’ll blog about tomorrow (she went IN).

This is gonna suck, but the “ghetto chick”, I don’t even know her name. I could look in the database, but I don’t feel like it. I’ll call her “Nissan”, cause that’s what she drives. She’s hood, period. Nothing to glorify here. She smokes, she drinks, she’s tatted out, and has weave for days. What the heck I was doing with her? I wish I had a good reason, but I don’t.

So I did I even meet this girl…..well, it all started last year when I met this super-booty having dk-skin chick. She was like half Jamaican and half something else. Her ass was dumb. I mean it was seriously DUMB. Her smile was naturally bright. Almost like those African’s you see on Discovery Channel sometimes. No tummy, but ass and thighs galore. I had a crush on this chick, but it all ended when she told me she had absolutely no interest in having sex with me any time soon while we walking around. She asked me if I was mad and I said no, I appreciated the honestly. I proceeded to drop her off and go pick up some guaranteed pussy (which didn’t make me feel any better). Never spoke to her again.

So fast forward to maybe a month ago, I’m on facebook and I see the dk-skin chick’s page. Guess who’s on there……Nissan. Turns out, she has like 10 pictures with Nissan in them. So I hit up Nissan and she gives me a link to her BP page as well. Come to find out, Nissan and dk-skin chick are best friends. Yea, I know, I ain’t shit. I kinda looked at Nissan as a potential rebound for not fucking her friend. Of course, Nissan doesn’t look as good, nor vibe as well with me, but oh well. What she did have working in her favor was sex appeal. Lot’s of it. Still, she was a hoodrat. A productive one, but still.

She didn’t live too far from me, so I went over her house shortly after. She had on a freak um’ dress that showed her curves nicely. My dick only saw her body, but my mind couldn’t help but notice all the silly-rat tattoos she had, and this was before I ever saw the one pictured above. She had some red lips tatted on her titties and a bunch of other shit that signaled “RUN THE OTHER WAY NIGGA”, but I didn’t. I had my mind made up that I was gonna fuck the shit out of this girl one day, and hopefully it would get back to her bestfriend, so I could fuck her too.

Finally, shortie was ready to hook up. I’d been trying to fuck her for about 2-3 weeks. No dates or nothing, but I’d call/text her every few days to let her know I didn’t forget about her. She agrees to meet me up at a room after work. The first hotel didn’t accept credit cards (what the fuck is that about?) so we kept it moving until we found one. We came upon another room about 2 minutes away and got to it. She got down to her bra and panties kind of quick, but I was happy about the lack of bullshit in this girl. She grabbed my dick and started to suck it until I was rock hard. I started to fuck her hard off rip and she gave off these fake ass moans. It was like the shit you hear in over exaggerated pornos. It wasn’t until I bent her over that she got with the program. We must have switched up like 20 positions in the 45 minutes we fucked. Shit was cool, I’d give it a B-. That’s mostly because I could smell smoke on her body and it was turning me off. Make that a C+.

As she got dressed, Jeopardy was on and this chick got like 8 answers in a row right. I was amazed, lol. Maybe she was more than a jump after all….nah, not really. She told me that she used to work at a motel and she helped me make the bed for the next chick, lol. I thought that was hilarious. She really didn’t care though, she knew how I was cut. She has dudes to cake with and go out with, she wanted to get fucked…good. I guess she was. She’s like, “she’s gonna know automatically. Ain’t no way she won’t be able to tell unless she’s a dumb bitch.” After she left……..I chilled for a minute, then went to go pick up the teacher.

Just like Nissan said, The Teacher knew I had already been in the room off rip. I admitted that I was there, I just didn’t say that I just fucked the shit out of a girl as well. I did atleast change the sheets though (just went to the office and got some more).

So now me and The Teacher (who is also on the A-Team) were chillin’ in the bed watching tv. I’m laying on my stomach and she’s sitting on top of me rubbing my back. The whole car ride there, she was saying how she’s not comfortable being “just pussy” to me and she’s not sure how long this can continue. She talked about how I go out all the time, but I never ask her to come along and all that. Well excuse me, but I do have a MAIN girl. Act like you know. She acknowledged that as well……”this is crazy,” she laughed.

A little while later, while I was laying on my back, she started to kiss all over my damn body. Teasing the fuck out of me. She kissed and licked everything except my dick, which drove me crazy. I was trying to rush it, but she kept going at her own pace. When her lips finally met my dick, I damn near melted. Oddly, it made me think of how my main did the same thing a while back, and that made me ever harder.

She ran her lips up, down, and around my dick until she felt it was hard enough to do her pussy justice. She lifted her head and grabbed a condom off the table next to the bed. She rolled it down slowly and sat down on it slowly. Damn that shit felt good. I spread her legs apart, as if she was doing the splits on my dick…..she loved it. I must have arranged her legs in 20 different ways just with her on top. “Damn daddy I love that dick”……she moaned out. At that point, I was really fucking feeling myself. I wasn’t even fucking for myself anymore, I was just enjoying her reaction. I could feel her body tense up as she came and grabbed my shoulders hard enough for her nails to pierce my skin.

We chilled for a while and did fucked again, this time wasn’t as exciting as the first though, which was probably my fault because I was so damn tired from all that running around and fucking prior to seeing her. Still, she came again, and I came shortly after, snatching off the condom to release on her ass, what was the small amount of sperm I had left.

I dropped her off about 30 minutes after that and I thought about calling CM (the girl from earlier) to come through as well, but I felt that would be doing too much. And if you don’t fuck that girl right, she will definitely let you know about it. I called it a night and took my tired ass home.

*I twittered on the weekend that I lost the A-Team, but there was a lack in communication between them and I, but everything is cool…for now. They still hate the fact that I mess with other girls, even more so that I have a main, so I doubt they will stick around much longer anyway. “C” is trying to come back as well, but she seriously wants me to stop fucking with Bubbles, and she’d have a better chance of hitting the lottery 20 times straight.

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Author: The Undresser

Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.

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