A dancer named Serenity

A dancer named Serenity A dancer named Serenity

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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This is a story about two total strangers helping one another figure each other out. im not good with summaries at all lol so just read and help me out.

Summary

This is a story about two total strangers helping one another figure each other out.

im not good with summaries at all lol so just read and help me out.

Chapter1 (v.1) - A dancer named Serenity

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This is a story about two total strangers helping one another figure each other out. im not good with summaries at all lol so just read and help me out.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: January 02, 2012

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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Intro

I got a phone call today. A long awaited phone call. The call came in at 2:30 this morning, it woke me from my sleep. I stared at the caller ID for a few seconds and finally took the call. "Hello" i said sleepily. " Hey stranger" the woman on the other line replied. Her voice was soft and sexy I could still remember how it felt to have those full lips on mine. I sat in quiet waiting to hear what the reason for the call was. "Meet me at the spot around eleven tonight" she hangs up. I fell back to sleep.

The Spot

Me and the woman on the phone have a crazy as history. Let me start with how we met. It was a hot ass summer night in Atlanta Georgia. Me and a few of my niggahs were in Magic City throwin' stacks like money didn't matter. I was rollin off a few pills, flyin' from a few planes and drunk off my ass. I was approached by a light brown, five foot two beautiful faced, thick thighed, fat ass and a flat stomached dancer. She sat down ordered a few drinks. For the first few minutes of our conversation all I could hear was R.Kelly's song " Seems like your ready" playing in the background. It brought me back to the movie " The players club". She said her name was Serenity. A few hours passed and the shot cups started to stack. "Do you wanna take me home" Serenity asked. In my head i turned over the thought a million times. Before i could even give her an answer she already had my belt undone and my keys in her hand. I'm doing about 90 through all the residential streets. The drive seemed so long. Serenity was rubbing on my head, lickin' my ears and takin' her hands in and out of my draws. I couldnt wait to get her sexy ass to the room. We finally pull up to the Four Seasons Hotel. I didn't give a fuck where I parked the car. Jumped out and we barely made it to the second door to the left on the 26th floor. By the time i had closed the door all the way there she was. Serenity undressed herself down to her dark red laced bra and panties. They had to been from Victoria Secrets due to the secret they were keeping me from. I walked over to the king sized bed slow with every step noticing something else about her body I didnt notice before. This woman of age 23 had a flawless body. Cocoa butter skin I couldnt wait to get a feel. She stopped me about a foot from the bed and told me to take a few pictures of her. She knew I was outta there. My mind was blown by the way she modeled for me. My favorite picture was the one when she put an arch in her back and had her fingers just barley in her mouth. I couldn't wait anymore. I cut the camera off and climbed in the black silk sheets with Serenity. I see why they call her Serenity. The way she rode me up and down, turned around and rode me like a real Georgia Magic City dancer would. My eyes could hardley focus from all the toxins inside me. I was suprised I stayed concious this long. I heard her moans and felt her nails and teeth on my skin. I purged deeper into her body. We made the greatest sex this fuckin room has ever seen. Seemed like I was pumpin for hours but couldnt bust a nut for shit. I could tell she was about to loose it so I kept goin till I felt her cum. In the moring i woke up to a note that read. "I'm sorry I had to leave. Had a good time with you" it was signed with a heart, kissed with the same red lipstick she wore and her name and a number. I went to get dressed put my pants on and felt for my wallet. When I opened it to my suprise all of it's contents were still there. Why?

Ms. Baker

Days and weeks passed and I havent heard from Serenity. I mean i did have her number but what would I say. There have been plenty night I've woke up soaked in sweat. In my dreams I relived that night at the Four seasons. I've never seen one body do so many tricks. Its now October, I'm back at the job. I work on the top floor in the Bank of America Plaza. Today felt strange. I awoke from another wet dream took a shower and headed to work. The drive felt strange like something was missing. I got to work the secretary greeted me with a " good morning sir". I replied " good morning Ms. Baker". Now see Ms. Baker is a dark skinned beautiful young woman. I would say she's about 23 or 24 give or take a year or so. Anyways Ms.Baker used to trick out in Riverdale with my boy Mookie. I met her one night at a house party Mookie was throwing for my 22nd birthday. The crib was stacked packed with all the baddest hoes from the hood and all the top paid dope boys was making bank off them girls. I'll admit i took a hit or two from the finest women out there. It was on the house, I was the birthday boy. After one of the tricks blew me down I had to piss like a mutha fucka. As i staggered up the stairs to find the bathroom I heard a loud crash in the room to my left. A part of me said i should just go piss and say fuck it. Another part of me, a stronger more dominant part of me told me to go see what was going on. After all I didnt want mookie gettin his ass busted for some old bullshit. I reach behind me and pull out my .45 ACP, took a deep breath and kicked the door open. I pointed the .45 at the niggahs all huddling around the bed. they all yelled " Oh shit this niggah strapped" as soon as the words left his lips they scattered. Laid upon the bed was a dark skinned young lady. Beautiful as ever she was scared out of her mind she was. I reached my hand out to her and she jumped back into the corner by the wall in fear. She was gripping onto the sheets for dear life. I spoke in a soft but reassuring tone " I'm not here to hurt you". It took her a little while to make a move but I guess after she saw this gun sitting in my lap she knew I wasnt gonna let shit happen to her. I took her by her hand walked her down the stairs Mookie was at the bottom sweet dicking with some hoes, I brushed by him and said " good lookin on the party but I'm out". He glanced at Ms. Baker and the .45 I was holding and knodded. We got in my 96 black on black impala and rode out. I finally asked her what her name was, she said Nikki. I said " Nikki what?" "Baker" she said. "Nikki Baker hmmm I think I like it" she replied " Why" I never answered. We pulled up to my house I took her inside got her a pair of laker basketball shorts and a white tee of mine. I told her i didnt have any under wear for her seeing as how I live alone and have no other females with me. She quietly took them and i showed her where the shower was. I told her I would wait in the Living room while she washed up if it made her feel better vs. me sitting in the room. She knodded and walked back into the room. I must have fallen asleep on the couch cause the morning sun woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and went into the room, there she was Ms. Nikki Baker asleep in my bed in my clothes in my house. She woke up and was staring at me staring at her. I said " I didn't mean to wake you but, since your up let me take you to get some fresh clothes I have someone for you to meet". Nikki didn't ask who she just complied.


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