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  Wood was a straight up pervert to say the least. Wood could start to feel his own manhood grow from watching them get it on.

  Semaj had his back turned, fucking her up against the container wall. Starr, for a moment, opened her eyes and saw the stranger watching.

  Wood and Starr locked eyes and she gave him a smirk that indicated she knew he wanted to be next. As she bit down on her lip and continued to beg Semaj to fuck her harder, she never once alarmed him that whoever he had with him was standing there stroking his dick, watching her perform for him.

  Wood licked his lips and kept his gaze on Starr with his fully erect penis in his hand.

  Starr moaned the words, “I want you to come for me, Daddy.” Steadily looking into Wood's eyes, then suddenly that demon of fire was burning for him.

  Because Semaj never noticed his man standing there, he kept his stroke game going while Starr cried out, “Cum in this hot pussy, Daddy!”

  Within minutes, Semaj yelled out, “Here I cum, baby!”

  "Me too, Daddy! I—I—I'm cumming!" Starr cried.

  Semaj brought himself and Starr to an uncontrollable climax as she brought Wood to his. Looking over Semaj's shoulder at the stranger, she saw that Wood had nutted all over his hands and jeans. She smiled at him, and after winking his eye at her, he disappeared before Semaj could release her from against the wall.

  “Damn, girl! You going kill a nigga with that voodoo pussy," Semaj said, trying to catch his breath while pulling off the condom.

  Starr laughed, fixing her clothes. "What time is it?"

  Semaj looked at his watch and responded, “You still have twenty minutes to freshen that thing back up.” He began to laugh and she joined him in that laughter.

  Then she pushed him on the shoulder playfully. "Shut up, boyyy. Let’s go," she said.

  Walking back toward his car, they both noticed that the passenger door was now closed. Neither one saw the passenger, "Man, where the fuck this nigga go?" Semaj said aloud.

  “Well, I have to go, baby. But I will hit you when that itch for some more Mandingo comes back, "Starr said.

  Pulling her close, Semaj stuck his tongue in her mouth and again let his hands wonder over her ass.

  Pushing him back, “Stop it, Semaj. You know I can't get hot when I have to go back to work. We going be fucking again, right here on the hood of your car,” she replied.

  Semaj shook his head and was about to speak when he saw Wood coming out of the bush's. “Nigga, what the fuck you doing coming out of there?” Semaj asked.

  “Shit, I had to go piss, you took so long back there,” Wood said.

  "Oh, shit, my bad,” Semaj replied.

  “I’m going to go, talk to you later,” Starr said.

  As she turned and walked back to her car, she made sure to give both of the guys a show by adding a little more twitch in her hips. She jumped back into her vehicle and decided to head to her home girl, Monica‘s, house to freshen up.

  She pulled in her friend’s driveway and saw her car parked. “Good, her ass is home,” she said. Grabbing her pants out of the back seat, Starr slid them back on before getting out of the car and grabbing her overnight bag, which had quickly become her after sex bag.

  Walking up and ringing the door bell, Starr felt like she’d been doing a thousand crunches. Semaj's dick would literally be in her stomach and afterwards, her shit would be tight like she had eight pack abs. She was feeling a little sore also, but planned to go home and soak in some bubbles to take care of that. Before Devin got there later that evening to break her off, she wanted to set the mood.

  Monica finally came to the door and like her usual self, she had something slick to say. "Girl, you been out here a good minute and you still got them pants on. I thought if I took too long you would be out here trying to hump my Cherubs.”

  "Move, bitch,” she said as Monica began to laugh. “I need to change.”

  Starr pushed her way into the house and Monica teasingly questioned her. “Who dick you had that fish tank on now, hooker?”

  Starr kept ignoring her friend’s sly remarks as she walked to the bathroom. “Fuck you, bitch," Starr snapped.

  “If I had a dick, you probably would," Monica snapped back.

  Starr went into the bathroom, undressed, and took a quick bird bath. As she reached for her pants, she saw a piece of paper fall out. She bent down and picked it up, unfolded it and read it.

  Hey, Lil’ Mama,

  Thanks for the nut. Me and you would make a helluva team if we came together. So if you can't get me out your mind, like I can't stop thinking about you, hit me up.

  Wood.

  Starr had totally forgotten about the strange man that she’d made cum just by giving him a show as he’d watched her fuck Semaj. Thinking back, she looked up into the mirror and saw an image of her letting Wood fuck her. "Damn, not again,” she said. Starr could feel her temperature began to rise and that tingling feeling she got was emerging.

  Knowing she had to go back to work, she couldn't risk calling someone else. She looked around to see what she could use to quench her lust. Seeing nothing but a toilet brush, Starr grabbed it, sat down on the toilet seat, and inserted the handle into her vagina. Pushing it in and out, Starr felt an adrenaline rush and after a few more strokes, she started to hit her sexual peek. She inserted it a few more times until the urge for Wood had passed.

  Quickly, she pulled on her clothes and rushed out of the house. Back at work, Starr couldn't wait for the day to be over so she could go home and relax.

  Hours later, the day was finally over and she rushed home. She could now relax. Stripping down, she ran a tub of hot water and filled it with her favorite Japanese Cherry Blossom bubble bath. The hot water felt good and helped with the soreness she was feeling. All she could do was think about Devin and couldn't wait for him to eat her out.

  Starr had to admit she had some hidden feelings for Devin, but sex was her addiction, not feelings. She began to drift off to sleep when she was awakened by the ringing of her phone. Jumping out of the tub, Starr realized that an hour had passed. Checking her phone, she saw that she had missed a call from Devin and proceeded to call him back.

  He picked up on the second ring, “I been calling you. What’s up?” he asked.

  "I was in the tub and fell asleep. Are you still coming?”

  “Yea, I will be there in a little bit. Get that shit nice and hot for me, baby, so I can dive in head first.”

  Starr let out a giggle. “You know it, Daddy. I’ll leave the door open for you and the only thing I will be wearing is my natural juices.”

  “Mmm, that's what the fuck I am talking about with your freaky ass. How bad you want me?” Devin wanted to know.

  “Come find out,” she told him as she clicked off the line.

  Starr wanted to set the mood a little bit, so she pulled out some scented Strawberry candles, popped a bottle of Pink Moscato in the freezer, and groomed herself. Since Devin liked her naked, Starr sprayed on her favorite perfume, Guilty by Gucci, and lotioned down. Then she fluffed her hair and applied lip gloss.

  Looking at herself in the mirror, Starr admired her body and struggled to wrap her head around the fact that she was a Nymphomaniac. She knew she wasn't capable of loving anyone because she used sex as a means of numbing things in her life. She broke her train of thought when she saw the paper that Wood had given her folded neatly on her dresser. Grabbing the note, she looked at the number and felt the urge to call.

  After deciding to call, the phone only rang twice before a man answered. "Hello," the voice on the other end spoke. Starr didn't know whether to hang up or speak, but before she could react, Wood spoke. “Is this my naughty girl from earlier?” he asked.

  "Hey. Yeah, I'm Starr,” she responded.

  “I know, I heard an ear full about you, little mama.”

  "Is that right"? she asked. At first she was in her feelings about Semaj telling his friends about their sex life, but then quickly realized th
at she really didn't care. After all, he wasn't her man. “So why you give me your number if you know me and your boy smashing on a regular? She was curious.

  Wood began to laugh, "Look, shawty, I ain’t going to beat around this bush with you. I came there to see firsthand. Semaj been told me about you the first day y’all fucked, he said you was a stone cold freak.

  Starr became angry and responded, “Apparently you are too. Who watches their friend have sex and masturbates to it?”

  “I wasn't watching him. I was watching you and you gave me a show I want to see up close and personal, baby,” Wood stated.

  Starr began to smirk before she spoke, “You think you can handle me?”

  Wood looked around his room to the chair where he had a girl tied up and gagged. He was into the bondage and submission life style and Starr had no idea that she might have met her match.

  “Baby, I don’t think you ready for a nigga like me. I’ll have your body responding to me and doing things you never done before,” Wood replied.

  Starr could feel that monkey on her back rising and thanked goodness that Devin was on his way. The more Wood talked the hornier she became. She wanted to see for herself what his dick would feel like inside of her pussy next.

  “Well, I have to go. But maybe we could talk again sometime,” she said.

  “Before you go, come to this party tomorrow night at Club Wett.” Wood gave her the address. She wrote it on the same paper he wrote his number on and then they both clicked off the line.

  She walked toward the kitchen and took the bottle of Moscato out, deciding to start without Devin. Sitting on the couch, the lights from the candles and the buzz from the wine had her feeling hot. That itch came as she started to caress her bare nipples and pull on her rings, giving her the ultimate sensation.

  Taking another sip of her wine, Starr heard the elevator open and knew it was Devin. She placed one leg over the arm rest so her glistening peach would be the first thing he saw. Then she began to rub on her clit as the door to her apartment came open. There stood her baby, looking good in basketball shorts, a wife beater, and Timbs.

  "I see you have desert already waiting for me,” he said, closing the door behind him. Devin rubbed his hands together and walked over to where she was seated on the couch. As he kneeled down in front of her, Starr reached out for him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Pulling him closer to her, she stuck her tongue in his mouth.

  They began to kiss as Devin removed her hands, replaced them with his own, and started feeling on her breasts. Taking his tongue over each nipple and sucking on them sent Starr into her zone. He worked his way down to her stomach and went past her love hole. He kissed and sucked on her inner thighs which drove her crazy.

  "Taste this pussy, Daddy,” spilled from her lips as she grabbed his head and guided it to her vagina opening.

  Instantly, Starr could feel his long snake-like tongue circling her swollen clit. She licked her lips and moaned out in pleasure. He began to slowly tongue kiss her fat pussy lips, then he sucked on her clit until he felt she couldn't take any more.

  Starr pumped her love box on his tongue, faster, urging her climax to erupt. Devin flicked his tongue up and down causing her secretions to make a splashing sound. She could feel her climax nearing and began digging her nails into his wavy hair as her eyes rolled back in her head.

  “Ooooo! Right there, don't stop! Eat this pussy, baby! You feel so fucking good, Papa," she gasped.

  Devin's head was between her legs like he was enjoying his last supper on a platter and she was his main course. Devin devoured her juicy core like it was a ripe Georgia peach gently nibbling on her seed. He could feel her legs shaking as she grinded harder on his wet tongue.

  Star shook uncontrollably as the heat from Devin's breath and the motion of his high speed tongue created the ultimate pleasure. As he brought a shaking Starr to ecstasy, she grabbed his head, holding him in place while she released her sweet juices in his mouth. He didn't miss a drop as he licked the platter clean.

  Scooping her up off of the couch, Devin flipped Starr onto her stomach. He wasted no time stripping out of his shorts and placing his wife beater behind his neck. She knew what was to come so she reached back and began to rub her clit. Ready for insertion, he kneeled down and spit in her love box. Then he placed the head of his penis right at the mouth. When he rammed his rod inside of her, her sexual appetite went up by a hundred degrees.

  As Devin pounded his way in and out of her warm, sticky center, she yelled, "Fuck me, Devin! Just like that!”

  Lifting her up off the edge of the couch, he placed her round ass in the palm of his hands and pumped in and out of her like a raging race horse. Her pussy was so wet and hot like a furnace it sent him over the edge. "Whose pussy is this?" he asked.

  "It's yours, Big Daddy!" She yelled.

  Starr could feel her legs start to shake as they were placed over her head for what seemed to be hours. Whenever she decided to give Devin some, she was prepared to go two hours strong because it took him forever to bust his first nut. And she craved the way he put it down too. He was the only nigga who made her squirt multiple times and she loved every moment of it.

  Starr had plenty of lovers, each fulfilling her sexual appetite.

  Devin kept pounding away inside of Starr's wet box as he was close to releasing. Starr yelled for him to fuck her harder, and so he did, filling her up with his hot semen. And when she felt him release, Starr squirted all over his dick.

  And that's how her sexcapades went with Semaj and Devin.

  Chapter Two

  Club Wett

  The next day Starr thought about the invite Wood issued her to come out to the club. She wasn't the club type, but she had all types of things running through her head. The most serious thing being Semaj and the fact that he might have set her up. Did he bring Wood with him to watch her during their sex session?

  She needed answers.

  Starr found the paper with Wood's number on it and dialed him up, but he didn’t pick up. Instead, it rang and then went straight to voice mail. She thought about it and hesitated, finally deciding that she was just going to stay in a have a date with Big Black Jack. As soon as her mind was made up, her phone buzzed on the night stand. She picked it up and saw that it was Wood.

  "Hey there, beautiful," he said.

  "Hey,” she responded.

  “So what's up? You coming or what?” Wood asked her straight out.

  “Is Semaj going to be there? Are you two setting me up?”

  “Hold up, little mama, slow down,” Wood said. Nah, Ma. He don't get down like me. He just fuck freaks, but I create them.

  "Oh, yeah?” she asked. Well you can't create me then,” she began to laugh.

  Wood smirked on the other end. "You right, but I am going to make your body respond to my demands and take your high sexual appetite” to an all new high," he stated. “You have the address, just come through and let your mind explore. It's up to you, no pressure. Oh, there’s one rule for females to get in, though.”

  "What’s that?" she asked.

  “No panties. If you decide to come, whatever you wear, no panties allowed,” Wood spoke.

  That instantly made Starr curious as she got that tingle she always needed to feed.

  “Okay, see you soon,” she replied and clicked off.

  Deciding to go, Starr got dressed and an hour later headed out the door. Arriving at the location, she realized that it didn’t look like a club, it just looked like a regular building. She excited the car and walked up to the abandoned building, looking down at the paper to see if she was at the right place.

  Once inside, she saw a set of stairs and walked down them until she came upon a corridor. She continued walking until she saw a huge man standing at another door where she could hear music and people moaning and screaming in ecstasy. Approaching the man, Starr cleared her throat and asked if she was in Club Wett.

  The giant man looked down at her and s
miled. “Why, yes, pretty lady, it is.”

  Relief ran through her as she tried to go pass the man, but he blocked her way.

  “I thought you said this was it? Why can't I go in?”

  The man looked down at her again and asked, “Who invited you, beautiful? And did they tell you the rule to get in?”

  Starr remembered what Wood said. “Oh, yeah. I was invited by Wood and he said no panties for females.”

  "So, let me see the goods, baby,” the man responded.

  Without hesitation Starr lifted the tight fitted, red, leather dress she wore and showed she could follow directions. The man opened the door for her and once inside, she could not believe her eyes.

  The club was dimmed with red lights and she saw girls in cages. Some had leashes around their necks with men walking them like animals. For the first time in her life, Starr thought that something was beyond her level of freakiness.

  As she kept walking, she could see people standing around watching pornos and having sex and she had to admit that she was suddenly turned on. Men were lined up in the hall, groping her as she walked past them. She was wondering where Wood was until she came face to face with him. For the second time their eyes locked and this time she was fixated on what he was doing.

  The man that had once masturbated as he watched her had a girl’s hands tied behind her back. That same girl was strapped to a chair and blindfolded while she gave him head. He smiled at and winked at Starr just as he’d done when he watched her with his friend. Now it was Starr turn to watch him.

  The vision of the girl slobbing on his dick and Wood holding her head in place while pumping his dick in her mouth, watching her gag on it, had Starr feeling that lust demon coming up out of her. She couldn't shake the urge.

  Wood, seeing the lust in her eyes, left the girl tied up and walked over to Starr. Backing her up against the wall, he forcefully separated her legs with his foot. Taking his hand and moving it up under her dress, he roughly stuck two fingers in her pussy and began fingering her. Starr felt that twitch between her legs as her vagina began to pulsate.