Dirty Black Summer Chapter 3

"Hell Yeah," Larry gulped as the veiny appendage between his legs began to twitch back to life.

"Cocaine...the original Viagra," I joked watching Larry's penis rise like a divining rod pointed straight at Trina as she stood back up and started rubbing her hands provocatively over her body.

Spinning 180 degrees around until her backside was facing Larry on the bed, Trina reached around and raised the hem of her miniskirt until her bare, lily white asscheeks were exposed for Larry to see.

"No panties," you could hear Larry say as he propped himself up on one elbow on the bed.

"Didn't figure I needed any," Trina replied as she sexily traced her fingertips along the curves of her heart shaped behind.

"MMMM...HHHMMMM," Larry communicated his appreciation to Trina as she showed off her assets.

I found myself fascinated by how effectively Trina had raised the back of her skirt far enough to give Larry a good look at her rear end without giving a hint of the surprise she was concealing up front. Grinding her ass to the sultry rhythm of a song she heard only in her head, Trina teasingly sank one of her fingers into her asshole as if to show Larry what might be possible if he was good.

Dropping his right hand down to his crotch, Summer and I watched as Larry fondled himself back to near hardness staring at Trina's slithering contortions at the foot of the bed. Once Larry had even tried raising himself up and grasping for Trina, but she'd taken a smooth and effortless step forward before looking over her left shoulder and telling Larry to lay back down, showing she had full control over herself and the situation.

"Just lay back and re-group big boy," she scolded Larry. "Trust me...it'll all be worth it."

"What you gonna do when you get that big thing inside me?" Trina rolled her tongue around her mouth then inquired, making sure to monitor Larry's movements in the mirror on the wall to her left.