Escort: Chapter Two

Chris was lucky he was cute otherwise Tracey wouldn’t be bothered with this dude or his ‘romantic walk on the beach’. If she wanted to walk she would’ve walked her ass back home seeing as this date was slowly starting to annoy her. “We’re almost there.” Chris said as if he sensed her annoyance.

“You said that ten minutes ago Chris.” Tracey muttered while rolling her eyes.

Chris chuckled softly, “You mad?” He teased.

“A tad bit annoyed, slightly pissed, and three steps away from leaving you on this beach.”

“Good.”

Tracey huffed, took off her shoes, and continued to follow Chris. Who was it that told her to wear heels again? She was so lost in her thoughts she didn’t even notice that they’d come to their destination. A large black blanket was spread across the sand, rose petals were spread evenly across it and small lanterns illuminated the scene. It resembled something from a cheesy romance novel and Tracey almost laughed at Chris’s little set up. “Well…this is cute.” She chuckled.
Chris only smirked, “Well aren’t you going to sit down?” He questioned.

Tracey shrugged and walked over to the blanket, she set her shoes in the sand before sitting down on the blanket. It was soft and felt nice as she got comfortable. “Aren’t you going to sit?” Tracey asked, a slight smirk on her face.

“Nah, not yet.” Chris smiled as he walked over to a picnic basket.

Tracey rolled her eyes, “Let me guess you’re going to pull out chocolate and strawberries.” She snorted.

She decided that she wasn’t going to make fun of Chris until she saw the picnic basket. The old tired cliché was enough to make her get up and walk all the way back to her apartment. “Nope.” Chris said.

He turned around revealing a box of Magnum’s and a bottle of caramel sauce. “You don’t give me enough credit Tracey.” He laughed.

Again, Tracey rolled her eyes, “Besides you’re enough chocolate for me…I have to balance it out.” Chris smirked as he set the bottle next to Tracey and sat down.

“Dude, you are way to cheesy for your own good.” Tracey chuckled.

“Your friends told me you like this kind of stuff.” He shrugged.

“They lied…I’ll get them when they get home though. I can’t believe those heffas, first they call an escort service, then they pull some shit like this? You know this is just to get me out of the apartment so they can do God-know-what with those nasty ass boyfriends of theirs. Speaking of, I’m surprised Niecy’s ass ain’t preg… ” Tracey ranted, but was cut off when something came into contact with her mouth.

She almost jumped when she realized Chris was kissing her, he broke away and made a face. “Girl you talk way to much…I see what I’mma have to do to you.” Chris whispered as he pressed his lips to hers once more.

It took Tracey all of five minutes to process the kiss before she finally began to kiss back. Chris nipped her bottom lip with his tongue asking for entrance, Tracey quickly obliged and opened her mouth. She had to admit, his tongue game was on point. All she could feel was his tongue swirling around in her mouth, gliding past her teeth, and occasionally he would bite and suck on her bottom lip. It wasn’t long before Chris became bored and began to travel lower. He began sucking on her neck, leaving hickies and love bites in his path.

“Ahh.”

Chris smirked at the hitch in Tracey’s breath, he knew he’d found her spot. “Don’t thi- thin- think you all…b-b-b-ig and…b-b-bad cause you f-f-f-f-found my sp-ot.” Tracey stuttered as Chris sucked her spot leaving a large hickie.

“I don’t think I’m big and bad, “Chris chuckled as he pulled her shirt over her head. “I know I am.” He whispered, huskily in her ear.

Tracey shuddered as his warm breath tickled her ear and sent shivers down her spine. Chris slowly unhooked her bra and smiled as he was greeted with nice, full breasts. He bent down and trailed butterfly kisses down her chest and stopped at her right breast, he then began to suck, lick, and bite it as is his life depended on it. Tracey’s moans only fueled his fire as he switched breasts. Tracey became embarrassed as the wetness in her panties increased, she knew this would only make Chris think that he “had her”. See Tracey liked to be the dominant partner during sex and things weren’t going her way this time.

She let out a small moan as Chris rubbed her nipples in order to stimulate them more and began sucking again.

It was clear whenever Chris got bored because he would begin to take off another article of clothing. This time it was her skinny jeans and panties, “Damn girl you gettin’ all slick for daddy hm?” Chris laughed as he looked at her wet panties.

“Shut up.” Tracey said, not being in the right state of mind to come up with a better comeback.

Chris took the waistband of Tracey’s panties into his mouth and slowly slid them down the length of her body. He tossed them to the side and smirked at her, “I like to eat it before I beat it…you down for that?” He questioned.

Having had a little more time to recover Tracey smirked, “Why are you even asking? You scared nigga?”

“No… but you’ll wish you never said that.” Chris said as he kissed her inner thighs.

Tracey didn’t notice that Chris had grabbed the bottle of caramel sauce until she saw him pouring it right above her wetness. Then he did something she didn’t expect him to do, dive right in. Usually guys beat around the bush (no pun intended) and play around a little Chris just got straight to the point. He licked the caramel off quickly and swallowed, then he placed kisses on her clit before inserting his tongue into her cavern. He swirled his tongue around expertly, causing Tracey to gasp, she refused to scream his name. He would scream her name first, she was going to make sure of that.

Chris’s tongue seemed to be able to go in ten different directions at once. Tracey arched her back as her hands flew to the back of his head, she pressed his head deeper into her walls only to have him chuckle which sent vibrations all through her body. She moaned loudly as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. All of a sudden she felt pressure in her stomach, “Chris I’m bout to..” Her voice trailed off as Chris sat up, licking his lips.

Tracey’s eyes widened and she shuddered slightly, “Chris…I was about to cum…” She said.
Chris smirked, “I know.”

Escort: Chapter One.

“Has my life really come to this? Am I really this pathetic?” Tracey whispered to herself as she sat back on her leather sofa.

She was currently waiting on a ‘Blind Date’ and he was already 15 minutes late. “Tracey don’t worry, he’ll be here.” A voice said while chuckling.

Tracey looked up to see her roommate Niecy standing in the kitchen with a light smirk on her face. “We made sure to pick out a good one this time.”

“What dating site did you get him from this time? Match.com? eHarmony? You guys must really be desperate to get me out of the apartment.” Tracey groaned.

Niecy only laughed, “No honey, we’re desperate to get you some dick. Your dry ass has been walking around this place like a zombie for the past month since you broke up with Drake.”

Tracey made a face, “Don’t mention that onion looking, caterpillar eyebrow having, son of a bitch around me please. Now tell me, where did you find this dude?” She demanded.

Niecy coughed a little and tried to think of way to skirt around the issue, she knew that if she told Tracey it would only result in Tracey killing her and stuffing her body under the bed. On the other hand she wasn’t the only one who was in on it, in fact it wasn’t even her idea. “Well?” Tracey questioned impatiently.

“Well… Ricky, Lexi, Neesha and I decided that we would call an…escort service. So Brandi found the number and well…Blind Date!” Niecy laughed nervously.

Tracey stood up and looked her friend murderously, she walked toward the kitchen and looked at the butcher knife that sat on the counter. “You called an escort service!?” Tracey yelled.

“Keep your voice down! Trey is trying to sleep.” Niecy said as she backed away.

“You lying hoe! If Trey was here your ass would not be talking to me right now if you catch my drift!” Tracey yelled.

The doorbell rang causing the two girls to stop and look towards the door. “Now I’m going to let this guy down easy, and deal with you in a minute.” Tracey hissed.

She walked towards the door and opened it ready to give the guy a piece of her mind. So much for letting him down easy, right? “Listen here..” Tracey started.

“Um, you’re Tracey right?” The young man at the door asked.

“Uh..Um…Well…” Tracey stuttered.

She looked away for a few moments trying to compose herself, she looked at him again taking in his features. He was gorgeous, with his chocolate brown eyes, pink, plump lips, and light brown skin. “Yes I’m Tracey.” She finally got out.

“I’m Chris… it’s nice to meet you.” He said as he did a quick sweep of her body, taking in everything at once.

Had she not been looking into his eyes she wouldn’t have noticed it. “Hi Chris…Um, would you like to come in?” Tracey asked, totally forgetting that she was supposed to be murdering her best friend.

“Actually I’m supposed to be taking you somewhere and since I’m late coming to get you then I have less time to…” His voice trailed off and he looked her up and down, slower this time.

Without trying to look desperate or eager Tracey smiled, “Alright then…let’s go.”

As the two walked out of the door Niecy smiled and took a deep breath. She took out her phone and began texting her friends.

tracey wont b bitchin at us no more…from wat I here chris got that good dick nah mean?