Kamesha was driving home from cheer practice in her practically new cherry red SUV to the north side of town where her apartment was. It had been a good two years of college so far at City U. Her dad, reluctantly came around to her decision to go to a school in-town, and even more reluctantly footed the bill for her car and her apartment against his own will. Here she was riding high at the wheel on her way home that evening proud of her new transport. "It guzzles a whole lot of gas.not that good for the environment or my pockets but what the hell." she thought to herself as she checked herself out in the rear view mirror. She didn’t have make up on but her big beautiful round eyes were still stunning ebony jewels set in her clear sweat glistening caramel complexioned skin. Her hair was pulled tight up into a ponytail, away from her face. Her pink tongue went over her full mauve colored lips as she realized how badly she needed lip balm, and her hands went over the tight T-shirt that covered her perky c-cup breasts. The navel of her slim waist was showing, and her shorts were hugging her hips right below her tight abs. At only five five, she was a slim, curvy and fit sexy little brown package.

Finally she made her way home, once in the door she saw that there were a few messages on her machine. She pressed the play button as she stripped off her workout clothes. She heard her friend Asia’s voice: "Girl, how did you make it to practice today after last night? Throwing back those Remy Red martini’s like it wasn’t nothing.yo, I was really hungover.I woke up at the crack of noon.Chris was all over that other girl, ever since we broke up he thinks he’s such a player.but I don’t care, I showed him didn’t I."

"Especially when you danced on the bar." Kamesha said to the machine, pulling off her shorts.

"But anyway, are you gonna call that guy cause he’s kinda fine you know, and he looks like he could really put it down in the bedroom, did you see the size of his feet?"

Kamesha rolled her eyes while simultaneously cracking a smile at her friend’s ramblings.

"But anyway."

"But anyway." Kamesha mockingly repeated after her friend.

"This weekend is gonna be better, I got us tickets to that two day cruise and you know there’s gonna be a lot of fine guys.and chicks, well for me, miss I’m not bi anymore.’"

Kamesha sighed in frustration at Asia’s comment.

"Hey boo, I’m playing but for real you need to call me because."

BEEP!

The machine message’s time limit cut her off and went to another message, from her brother:

"Hey baby girl, what you really need to do, is find me a way to hookup with your girl Asia. She’s so hot! Light skinned, nice breasts, though average they could be a little bigger, nice shapely ass, and pretty damned long legs for a girl who only looks about five six or five seven at the most. That long black hair, and her face.damn she looks like a video chick. Did you see the way she danced on top of that bar? Ever since I left to go back to school yesterday I’ve been thinking about her.but anyway, hook it up little sis."

BEEP!

Kamesha stopped the machine. She was completely naked now. There was at least three more messages and she wanted to hop in the shower before anything because she felt so sweaty and worn down after her strenuous practice.

Kamesha earnestly remembered the night before when Asia’s ex-boyfriend Chris threw a party at a downtown nightspot for his birthday. Chris and his "no hard feelings" policy, obligated him to invite his ex-girl. Asia in turn brought along Kamesha, whose brother and his friends decided to come along as well. Kamesha didn’t know how to act with her older brother there watching her every move, and with her wild uninhibited friend, emotionally distressed and willing to do anything to prove that she wasn’t stressing her break up. She was somewhere in the middle and it seemed like she wasn’t having as much fun as everyone else.

The hot rivulets of water ran over her soft supple body, and she sighed under the water’s attentions. She slumped her shoulders and just let the water run over her, beating out the day’s tensions. She thought about Asia’s comment about her not being bi anymore. It was funny because after some of the very explicit and sexual situations they had been in with each other they had never acknowledged each other as bi. She was sensing that Asia was a little upset that night and wanted to say something to shock her. Firstly because of the night Asia slept over at her apartment last week after an off-campus party. A drunk Asia tried to come on to Kamesha that night, and Kamesha was completely frigid, pushing her friend away.

"What’s wrong with you?" Asia said.

"I just really don’t feel like kissing."

"What! I saw you kiss that guy earlier at the party!"

"And I didn’t feel like kissing him." Kamesha said, looking away pensively.

"So why did you?"

"Look A. It’s time you go to bed, I know you got classes tomorrow."

When Asia is drunk, she gets even more emotional and wound up than usual and there was a way that Kamesha looked that made her feel upset.

"What the fuck Mesha? I mean what’s up? Something’s up! You think I’m fucking stupid but I’m not.that’s what it is." Asia said getting up off of Kamesha’s bed.

Kamesha looked up at her friend and asked, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"It’s not that you don’t wanna kiss anyone, it’s that you don’t want to kiss ME!" Asia pointed to herself.

Kamesha rolled her eyes and sighed, "Oh come on."

"No, no, what’s the problem? I know what it is.you’re mad at me? Why?"

"It’s not about you, I- I’ve just been thinking." Kamesha said, smoothing her hair away from her face.

"About?"

"Doesn’t it bother you, to kiss your own friend? To kiss a friend who’s gone far enough as to have sex with her own father? Not only have any ole type of sex, the type where she practically rapes him and his mistress and blackmails him for an apartment and a car?"

Asia’s face no longer was contorted in an angry rage, now it was just puzzled, "But Mesha you know he had it coming, if he can be a slug then."

"I can too? I’ve always had this belief.that I could be better than that." Kamesha said looking at her friend, "That I could be normal, and just a good person. And even though you say you’re freaky and uninhibited and you make your own decisions, I jump started this whole thing that first night when I came on to you, and we.we did that thing together. Remember? You were angry at me for awhile but then you decided that you wanted it to happen just as much as me.but you were right, I’m not as innocent as you think. In fact, I’m a horrible person."

"What?"

"I am. I mean, instead of busting my dad’s ass by giving my mom that information about my dad fucking someone else and giving her enough power and reason to divorce him and take nearly everything he’s got, including his dumb assed prestige, I trade that in for some nasty sex with him and another woman in a hotel room, and an apartment and a car." Kamesha said getting upset.

"But K."

"And I was wrong to ever look at you like that in the first place.and to.whether I like to believe it or not I manipulated you somewhat, I even got you to take part in my sick plan. And it all seemed like I was the normal one, the sweet one who just needed revenge."

"First of all," Asia said sitting down next to her friend, "I can’t be manipulated. And you’re too goody two shoes for all of that."

"Just think about it, this is the same girl who walked into her father’s office getting wet at the thought of turning him on. This is the same girl who had oral sex with an anonymous trannie temp in a bathroom stall, and then brought her own home to fuck you too."

"Yeah.well.she was hung." Asia said, placing her head in her hands, actually thinking and taking in what her friend was saying.

"Think about it you’re supposed to be the wild one, but look at everything I’ve gotten us into."

Asia rested her head on Kamesha’s shoulder, "Aww girl."

"Admit it, I make sense."

Asia said nothing.

"And now for us to go on, to school, to cheer practice, to parties, to eat each other out as if it weren’t anything, and to pretend that the last two years didn’t happen, to pretend to be normal, and that I’m normal, and that I’m not the biggest hypocrite in the world is really really weird."

"Listen, I’m drunk, I’m tired, I really don’t have the mental capacity to be thinking about all this shit K. Shit happens, like it always does, so why can’t we just enjoy ourselves and make each other feel good? You know live life?"

"I’m gonna start living life the right way. I’m gonna start living what I want to be, instead of some closet sociopath, selfish, sex addict."

"Kamesha.you’re being silly.are you that drunk yourself?"

"I may not act like Gerald, but in my own way, I am him. I’m sick. I put on a front to the world, and I’ll do anything to get what I want. Only subconsciously, I’ve been this way. But I’m making a decision, to be.to be good, and normal, and just plain uncomplicated. I have a good life that I don’t deserve. I need to feel like I do."

Kamesha turned off the shower handles thinking about what happened that night, and yesterday when Asia tried to pull her in the bathroom at the club and test her again. Once again Kamesha stuck to her guns, not really feeling sexual anyway. All Asia said is, "So you’re not fucking kidding?"

Kamesha responded with, "That temptress shit may work on those stupid guys Asia, but I know all the tricks and I’m not falling for it."

Kamesha stepped out of the shower and into a towel, realizing that the whole entire incident is what prompted Asia to leave that comment on her machine.

"Speaking of my machine, I got more messages."

Kamesha, wrapped in a towel, went out to her living room and pressed the play button on her machine.

There was a message from her doctor’s calling to confirm an appointment, one of her friends from her economics class asking to photocopy notes, and one from her father Gerald:

"Kamesha, I’m just calling to tell you that this weekend, Reverend Augustus is coming for a visit.you remember he’s an old friend of mine, his daughter and you used to play all the time."

"Hmm.oh yeah, Childress, I remember that little squirt." Kamesha thought to herself as she took in the information she was hearing. The Reverend was a political contact of her father’s before he moved out of the city and left that big church uptown to start his own church somewhere in the south. It was supposed to be very successful. When he was a reverend up here, Kamesha remembers going to services and sitting next to little Childress in the front pew.

"It appears that she’s looking in to some colleges in the area, so she came for a visit. Particularly .*ahem*.City University."

"How come they didn’t make her go to Blakeston?" Kamesha laughed at her own irony.

"So I’d like you to be home this weekend in order to welcome them. Childress could stay in your room, and she probably could use some company and I’ll know that you’ll be a good influence won’t you Kamesha?"

BEEP!

Kamesha heard the nuances in his tone about her being a "good influence". She knew what that meant, and for once, she was going to listen to him. "What do you mean you’re not going on the cruise this weekend?" Asia said as they walked down the crowded corridors of one of the university buildings. Asia wore a black tight tank top that showed off her firm and perky breasts to the point where many people could probably tell if she was cold or excited. The black shirt stopped right above her smooth cappuccino colored navel and her tight denim jeans hugged tightly to her curvy hips and round supple ass. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders and her eyes were accented with the least bit of eyeliner and mascara, her lips a glossy fire engine red.

Kamesha’s brown curly hair was loose and free and she tucked it away from her face stopping at a locker, "I don’t believe they make you pay for these shits as much as tuition costs." Kamesha said putting her books inside.

Asia softly punched her friend, "Mesha! Come on don’t ignore me!"

Kamesha turned around to face her friend, the low cut shirt she had on showed her amazing cleavage, and others couldn’t help but to stare as they passed by the two beautiful and sexy girls.

"Listen, I told you the deal with the good reverend, that’s all I have to say."

"Well you could say NO! I know you ain’t afraid of your daddy?"

"Yeah but I don’t want to disappoint my moms you know. I mean, she’s good friends with the Reverend and his wife too. Plus if I start outwardly disobeying Gerald then she’ll grill me about the tension between us, and now that I’ve started this new phase."

"Yeah, the I don’t lick pussy or party phase. I guess y’all don’t go to church anymore, so church is coming to you."

"Will you lower your voice?" Kamesha grabbed her friend’s arm. "Like I was saying I don’t want to deal with having to look my mother in the face when she’s asking me questions about my father."

Asia sighed, "Okay then, I’ll sell the tickets for the cruise, I’ll ditch it. You say the girl wants to come to City U. right? Well, we’ll just take her out and show her the town and things.you know." Asia said with a smirk.

Kamesha looked at her friend with a worried and nervous expression, "Um.nah Asia I think that you oughta just go on that cruise." Kamesha said closing her locker.

"Why? I can just hang out with y’all. I think I remember her from when she used to visit."

"No. That’s okay." Kamesha said beginning to walk away from the locker.

"Why? What’s.what’s wrong?" Asia asked puzzled.

"I need to be a good influence on her this weekend. No sex, no drugs, no rock and roll."

"Well that’s good cause I’m into, sex, hard liquor, and watered down hip hop blended R&B." Asia laughed.

"You know what I’m saying."

"Oh I see. You just don’t want me around?" Asia stopped in her tracks.

Kamesha turned to face her friend, "You know we would really cramp your style. I mean this weekend I’m not into having fun. This is more like babysitting or something."

Asia scoffed, "She’s two years younger than you, since when did you become an eighteen year old’s babysitter?"

"Asia, just chill."

"Listen, I guess you’re new phase includes phasing out your real friends.when the truth is all you’re freaked out about is freaking Gerald."

"Whatever." Kamesha rolled her eyes and walked away.

"Well its true isn’t it? If I knew all that long time ago that, that would truly be the last time we’d both have a little bit of fun together, instead of you faking it for almost two years since, I would’ve fucked your daddy too." Asia said.

Kamesha turned around, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I don’t know I guess I’m just not good enough for you anymore." Asia said walking away. Kamesha sat in her old room after unpacking her clothes for the weekend. She sat patiently listening to her old CD’s while awaiting the Reverend and his family to come that evening.

She heard a knock at the door.

"It’s open."

She saw Gerald appear as the door opened, and he stood before her and cleared his throat.

"What’s up."

"Well there’s been a change of plans." Gerald said, not looking his daughter directly in the eyes. "It looks like the reverend and his wife won’t be making it this weekend."

"Well that’s cool, I didn’t much feel like babysitting anyway." Kamesha said.

"Well Childress is still coming. She’s on her way now. And I have some business in the city to take care of, and your mother, it looks like she’ll be at the office late too.so it’s all up to you to entertain her."

"Okay."

"You aren’t going to be doing anything, too.well."

"No. It’s not like that. Trust me."

"I’ve noticed that Asia isn’t around."

"Well she’s upset at me because I ditched her this weekend to hang with Childress."

A look of surprise came over Gerald’s face. "Really?"

"You said she needed a good influence right? Well that’s what I’m gonna give her."

"Well I left a credit card downstairs to cover the weekend’s expenses.I really appreciate this Kamesha. It seems like you’re changing."

"Yeah." Kamesha said, as Gerald left the room. Kamesha sat at a table near the door, she didn’t want to miss Childress or vice versa, she wanted everything to go right this weekend.

Kamesha worried about Asia, and how hurt she seemed. "I hope this isn’t the end of the friendship." Kamesha thought to herself.

Quietly sipping her tea she was interrupted by a throat clearing. Kamesha looked up to see a familiar face.

"Childress?" Kamesha nearly stammered.

"Kamesha!" Kamesha got up and the two girls embraced each other. Kamesha smelled her sweet lavender perfume as she held the soft supple warm body close to her.

The eighteen year old girl was what Kamesha remembered, only sexier. She hadn’t grown much in height from the last time she seen her. Kamesha guessed she was about five feet or maybe five one. She had smooth cinnamon colored skin and shiny brown hair that reached past her shoulders. She still had that beautiful smile. The tight and shiny sky blue tube top that she wore hugged her smallish breasts. Her smooth navel seductively showed and the tight jeans that she wore held tight to her hips.

"You’re still skinny as hell though." Kamesha said looking the girl up and down.

"Well look at this." The girl’s sweet sultry voice said as she turned around to Kamesha.

Childress ass was round and shapely for such a thin girl as herself. The tight blue denim clung to it just right, impressing the hell out of Kamesha.

"Well I didn’t say you didn’t have any curves.you got em all in the right places. I guess you’re all grown up now." Kamesha said nonchalantly as they sat down.

"Yep I sure am."

"You’re pretty."

"Thanks." Childress smiled.

"Wow, now you have a southern accent? And what the hell are you wearing?" Kamesha asked the girl and she laughed.

"Daddy doesn’t like this too much. But I’m grown now. And I guess living down south gave me a bit of a twang."

"Daughter of a preacher man." Kamesha joked. "I guess its cool we met at this diner to eat instead of you coming all the way home just for us to come right back out again.where’s your stuff?"

"Oh its over there by the door." Childress pointed.

"What?" Kamesha said looking over.

"The man over there who gives out the menus said it was okay. He was gonna watch it." Childress said, her big brown eyes clouding with puzzlement. Kamesha saw a wide eyed innocence that made her smile.

"Same old slow Childress.c’mon lets put your bags in my car before we eat."

"I’m not slow!"

"This ain’t exactly that little sleepy town you grew up in down south.if you wanna go to City University, you gotta be a little more street smart than that."

"Oh." Childress said, looking embarrassed.

Kamesha reached over and grabbed one of her cheeks.

"Quit it, I’m not a baby!" Asia sat alone in her room on the phone with a friend from class.

"Yeah, so I’m trying to sell these tickets.I mean there’s no point in going, I don’t know anyone there. What do you mean that’s never stopped me before? Look, are you talking or buying? Only If I come with you? Teresa why don’t you bring your boyfriend? I told you I’m not in the mood to go.wait.there’s a beep, must be someone on the other line.hold on."

Asia clicked over. "Hello."

"Hey girl, what’s up?"

"Chris?" Asia sat up, "What are you calling for?"

"To say what’s up. I heard you talking to Teresa in the hall about two tickets to that weekend cruise you needed to unload."

"I didn’t see you around when I was talking to her today.stalking me now?"

"Don’t flatter yourself. I was just wondering. Are you interested in selling them?"

"To who?"

"To me silly. I wanna take Veronica somewhere nice this weekend."

Asia pouted silently.

"I mean that is cool right? I figured that, if you’re giving up a party you must have something way better planned.what are you and Kamesha up to?"

"Me and Kamesha aren’t up at all, genius. If we were would I be selling my tickets?"

"Why she ain’t going with you?"

"She’s busy."

"Oh, really? I guess everyone’s busy but you this weekend. Wow, that’s funny."

"Don’t laugh too hard." Asia said, a little thought setting off in her head. "Just because you managed to trick a girl into spending the weekend with you doesn’t mean no one else has plans in the world."

"You do? What?"

"I have a weekend date myself."

"With who?"

Asia thought of Kamesha’s father, he was around six three, milk chocolate complexion, large beautiful brown eyes, and devastatingly handsome.

"Hmm.he’s fine, and older, and refined. You know, better than these little college guys running around here. But anyway if you want those tickets, bring the money to my house within the next twenty minutes, I have somewhere to be." Childress gasped when she saw Kamesha’s room, "It’s still the same way! Hey remember when we were real little, and we used to pretend we were cousins?"

Kamesha smiled, "Yeah. We were play cousins. because when we said we were cousins, we were just playing."

Childress flopped down on Kamesha’s bed. "God I’m so tired, this feels so good!" Kamesha felt something stirring in her crotch when she saw the girl laying on her bed, her small chest heaving up and down, she could see the hardening nipples through the sky blue fabric and her hair fanning behind her. Kamesha shook herself out of the trance she was in, "Umm. so you took the train all the way here?"

"You act like it’s so far."

"But by yourself?"

"Well daddy did have this Baptist conference thingy he had to go to, and momma follows him around like a little puppy dog."

Kamesha sat down next to the girl. "That must be nice. It seems like your parents like each other."

"I guess." Childress said and sat up, "Hey! Remember that game we used to play?"

Kamesha brushed her hair away from her face, trying to remember.

Childress hit the girl playfully, "Girl, you know! We used to play fashion show!"

Kamesha smiled as she remembered, "Oh yeah. We used to go around doing each others hair and makeup and dressing up."

"And modeling like we were super models." Childress beamed. "’Course, you really do look like one."

Kamesha grimaced, "What the hell?"

"You’re really pretty Kamesha.I wish I looked like you. I bet all the boys like you." The girl sat with her hands in her lap, looking down and twirling her thumbs. Kamesha saw something genuinely endearing right then.

"I’m not that pretty.besides you’re pretty.really pretty."

"Nah, not me."

"I bet you have a boyfriend. Don’t you?"

"Hmm., well." Childress said coyly. "Daddy won’t let me have boyfriends. But That’s why I wanna come here.so I can be like the other girls, and have boyfriends and go to parties and.and!" By then Childress was practically bouncing off the bed.

"Calm down girl!" Kamesha laughed.

"I wanna be a pretty girl like you. I probably can’t be a cheerleader or anything, but you know I just wanna be.special." Childress looked down into her lap.

"You are special, for real. And you’re pretty. You were prettier than me when we used to play that game."

"Oh Mesha!" Childress grabbed Kamesha’s hand. "Let’s play the game!"

"What?"

"Oh pleeeaaaassee! It’ll be so much fun!" Childress said jumping off the bed.

"Same old girl, begging me to play some dumb game with you."

"You said it was fun!"

"Yeah but grow up Childress."

"And you said I was pretty, even prettier than you when we played. Are you afraid you’ll show me up?" Childress looked at Kamesha shyly.

Kamesha giggled, "Don’t be silly."

"So you’re afraid I’ll show you up?"

"Oh please!" Kamesha scoffed. "Okay we can play."

"YES!" Childress said, jumping on Kamesha and hugging her tightly throwing them both down on the bed.

Kamesha’s heart beat fast as the soft slender girl was on top of her. She breathed in her sweet scent and hugged her back, unconsciously sliding her hands over her friend’s ass briefly. Childress beamed down on her and kissed her softly on the nose, and then jumped up.

"What’ve you got in your closet?" Asia pulled up to the office building and parked. When she stepped out of her car, she attracted the looks of many. She had her hair in two long ponytails and it gave her a girlish yet sexy look. Her face was made up modestly, with only a little eye makeup and gloss, and she wore a hot pink halter top with a short hot pink mini skirt. The long stiletto silver heels she wore clicked against the concrete as she walked. She entered the office building and took the elevator up to Gerald’s floor. When she got up there, his secretary was gone, and his door was slightly ajar. He sat on his desk waiting for her. When she entered they both felt the mood change dramatically. He looked at the sexy girl, his eyes lingering from her pretty face, to her smooth collar bone, to her beautiful cleavage and downward on to her sexy curves. He smelled a strong peppermint scent in the air as she sat down in front of him. She popped her chewing gum and offered him a stick.

"Mr. Scott?" She offered.

"No thank you. Now what is the meaning of this? You call me up and tell me to wait for you here, saying it was emergency when I told you I had an urgent business appointment."

"Isabel can wait can’t she? How’s she doing? With her sexy ass.does she still taste the same?" She smiled at Gerald coyly, making him uncomfortable about the sensitive subject.

"Ay Mami!" She mocked him about his mistress.

"Asia!"

"Listen, I just came to tell you a little something about your daughter."

"What? What about Kamesha?"

"Well she’s decided to turn a new leaf." Asia leaned forward showing her cleavage.

Gerald got up and walked around to his desk, which separated him and the sexy young girl.

"What do you mean?" Gerald asked.

"Well she’s decided that I’m a bad influence, I mean, even after all the shit she’s got us into.she passively aggressive blames me for it.you know, she’s so much her father’s daughter."

"Are you saying that you two are not friends anymore?"

"I guess we are only friends when it’s convenient for her morals. But are we tight anymore? No. I guess not. She ditched me to hang out with some boring little preacher’s daughter. She wants to be good now.aren’t you happy?" Asia crossed her legs revealing her sexy thighs.

Gerald felt the heat rise inside of him as he looked at this eye candy sitting before him.

"I guess after all, you’ve raised a good girl haven’t you Gerald."

Gerald cleared his throat. "Well even though some unfortunate things had to happen."

"Like you fucking your daughter." Asia said while spitting out her gum in a nearby garbage pail.

"Anyway."

"Gerald, baby." Asia squirmed around in her chair, "Can’t you just shut the hell up when I’m trying to give you a compliment?"

"You said this was an emergency." Gerald shook his head and looked at his watch.

"This is." Asia said licking her lips. "I need you Gerald.I need you bad."

Gerald said nothing as he watched the girl come around his desk over to him. She sat on the arm of his chair, nearly straddling it, and rubbing herself back and forth over it, arching her back and closing her eyes, making faces like she was getting intense nasty pleasure.

"See when Kamesha came in here one fateful day, her whole life changed. She came on to her daddy, had a little fun with him, got what she wanted and now she’s good. I wanna be good too. If I don’t be good, I’m gonna lose my best friend." Asia made a sad face at Gerald. She got up and straddled him, sitting on his lap and grabbing his face. "Oh Gerald, you want me to be good don’t you?" She whispered smiling. She felt his hardening cock against her soft inner thigh poking through the fabric of his pants. She felt herself getting excited.

Gerald sighed, "I will not, be apart of your little games anymore. Why won’t you stop the torture? I thought that this was over! You damn girls!"

"Kamesha has nothing to do with this. As a matter of fact she’d probably be pissed if she knew where I was at and what I was about to do."

"First of all." Gerald said pushing her hands off his face. "You will not tell her where you are or what you think you’re going to do. Nothing is going to be done here! And you will not drive my daughter father away than she already is by creating some scandal!"

Asia laughed, moving her knee softly into Gerald’s crotch. "Scandal? You’re the KING of scandal! Don’t give me that shit."

"Look Asia."

"Look Gerald." Asia said leaning in to softly kiss his lips.

They both felt the electricity between them as their tongues explored each other’s mouths. Gerald couldn’t resist this temptress. He groped her body, running his hands all over her hips, thighs and her fat ass. He felt his big black dick rising steadily.

Asia brought her lips away from his and softly kissed under his chin while whispering, "Daddy, help me to be good. I’m such a little bad girl.please daddy.I need what you have."

Gerald heard the words and soon was defenseless. He gripped her shapely soft ass with both hands and drove her hips into his hard crotch. By now he couldn’t help but to get caught in the ecstasy of the fantasy.

He breathed heavily, "Daddy loves his little girl, does she love him?"

Asia nibbled on his ear, "Umm.yeah."

"Show daddy.show daddy you love him." Gerald gulped. The two girls had fun parading around in outrageous outfits all night long. By now they were both wearing mini skirts and tank tops, splayed out on the bed, giddy and giggling.

"Damn I could sure use a drink right now." Kamesha said out loud without thinking.

"You drink?" Childress turned over on her stomach and looked at Kamesha as if she were the most fascinating thing in the world.

"Well, I’ll admit I have drunk in the past.but you know underage drinking is no good."

"Oh Kamesha can I have a drink?"

"Childress, no."

"I never had one, I just wanna have a real quick one."

"I’m supposed to be a good influence.and so far I’m not even doing that much of a good job. We’re prancing around like little girls when we should be getting ready for bed so I can give you a campus tour in the morning."

Childress sucked her teeth, "C’mon, why are you so uptight!"

"I’m not some wild crazy college girl. True I am a cheerleader, but that in itself is hard work, I’ve helped to bring my team to nationals last year. And my GPA is 3.74, which is pretty high for someone who has practice nearly everyday, a part time job, and classes, and."

"Oh god girl! I know you’re not stupid or lazy! I just wanna have fun! You used to have fun. What’s so bad about that? That’s not wild. Man you’ve changed." Childress shook her head.

Kamesha sighed, "I’m trying to change. I really am."

"Forget all that, can we have a little drink?"

"Okay, but I’m keeping it light, cognac and cola."

"That sounds so cool!" The girl jumped up and beamed.

Kamesha felt that same warm feeling between her legs as earlier when she saw that beautiful and innocent smile.

"I’ll be right back." Kamesha said walking out of the room trying to promise herself to be good. Asia grinded herself on top of Gerald, she felt herself getting wetter and wetter, her pussy getting hotter and hotter, and couldn’t help the wanton lust that she was feeling inside. She kept feeling that big thick hard chocolate dick against her pussy and she was literally pouring wet.

Gerald unfastened Asia’s top and began to pull it off as he kissed her neck and collarbone. Her top fell away and her nipples were pouty and hard with arousal. Gerald grabbed at one of her tits while he licked and sucked the other one, looking up at her face and getting hard at her erotic reaction. She grabbed his head as she contorted her face and threw her head back, her ponytails swinging.

"Yes daddy.give it to me daddy."

He switched to the other tit, giving it the same oral treatment as the first while sliding his hands up and down her body. He flicked her nipple with his tongue and began to slowly and seductive suck on her.

"Ahh.yessss." Asia thought, wondering why it took her two long years to experience this. Gerald was a good lover.

Gerald let go of her tit, and looked up at her. "You have to listen to what daddy says."

Asia nodded shyly.

"I want you to take off that skirt, and those panties, and I want you to sit on my desk."

Asia did as she was told, standing up and pulling off her tight skirt. The hot pink lacy thong she had on wrapped around her delicious sumptuous flesh. She sat on the table in front of him, and gave him a little show as she slowly pulled her panties off, kicking her stiletto heels in the air as she shimmied out of her underwear. She threw them on one side of the room.

Gerald had by now had his big chocolate thick dick in his hand. He began jacking off to the sight before him. Asia licked her lips at the eight and a half inches of rigid veiny flesh, and the thick roundness of the tip and the whole cock. She remembered sucking it a long time ago, but she wanted to do it again, she wanted to taste it again.

By now she was completely naked with her thighs spread on Gerald’s desk.

"Play with your clit." Gerald ordered.

Asia bit her lip as she dipped two fingers into her shaved wet pussy, she gathered wetness on her fingertips and began rubbing it on her hard big clit. Her fat pussy lips were swollen and red, and Gerald thought of them as the most delicious things he ever saw as he grabbed and twisted the tip of his dick, getting harder by the second.

"Daddy, likes, daddy likes." Gerald said as the girl moaned and groaned, rubbing her clit and writhing on his desk in pleasure.

Asia looked at him jacking his dick off, the clear precum spilling out of the tip and onto his cock. She watched the seemingly painful faces he made as he gripped and twisted his dick.

"You’re so sexy." He managed to gasp as her movements became faster. Her breathing and gasping and "Oh God’s" seemed to permeate the office as well as her sexy smell.

"Oh yes.yes.yes." Asia said, bumping her bare ass on the table as she humped her hips against her hands. She felt the pressure built up as she was about to cum.

"Yes.yes.yes." Gerald said, transfixed on the erotic sight. "Do it, cum for daddy."

"Yes daddy!" Asia cried out in a whimper as the walls of her pussy contracted over and over again.

Gerald’s hands moved up and down rapidly as his body became rigid and he felt himself about to cum.

He grunted as his white sticky cum squirted out of his big black cock onto the soft inner cappuccino colored thighs of Asia. He leaned back pumping over and over again, squirting his sex all over her thighs.

Asia breathed in deeply, and when Gerald came back to his senses again, she licked her lips and wiped the white sticky stuff off of her thighs, and licked it off of her fingers like icing.

"Umm daddy.you taste so good.what do we do now?"