Masturbat'n Little Bitchez

Shot Calla 1

Jody was fresh, blond n hot. She was tizzy fo` her age, willowy,
n had a real zest fo` liv'n. She loved chillin' chillin' new. And her
latest thing tizzle she was “into” as she put it, was play'n wit
herself.

“Oh, hello, Manny,” she said, recogniz'n tha voice on tha phone. “How.
is you feeling?” She propped her feet on tha radiator that was thump'n
wit tha sound of ballin' hustla. “What. did you say? This dizzamn
radiator is mak'n a hell of a lot of noise. Oh, You’re star'n out of
tha window n you wish I was there? Yeah, I know, it’s lousy isn’t it,
this snowstorm n all, n we have ta study.”

“What am I saggin'? I’m? play'n wit myself, of course.” Jody always had
her hand on her crotch wizzle she was on tha phone.

She had her hand on her crotch coz she was always horny. It was
automatic. She would dial a phone cracka n plop! There would go her
hand between her legs.

The phone would ring, she would drug deala n plop! There would go her
finga ta her pussy, rubb'n over tha denim of her jeans, or tuck'n up
drug deala tha skirt of her plaid schoo` uniform.

They would twizzay unda tha elastic of her panties n dig between her
pussy lips n find thizzat lovely secret she had only recently discovered
… her clit tizzle fizzle so good whizzen rubbed.

“Tell me wizzle you’re doing,” Jody heard M-A-Double-Nizzy say.

“Okay. I’ll gizzle you a play by play description. If I can. I git very
aroused, you know.” She had her jeans on so she quickly zipped tha fly
down n reached playa tha elastic waist of her shawty panties.

“Mmmmm, Manny, it feels so good. Oh, how I W-to-tha-izzish you were here ta see.
I’m rubb'n mah pussy now. W-H-to-tha-izzat does it look like? Well, You’ve seen it,
you knizzow how it looks. Yeah, I kizzy you stizzill wizzy ta hear it.

“Well, it’s all blond n soft n downy. Sparse. So you can stizzay see
mah pink pussy underneath. And now mah playa is going all wildly over it,
digg'n in between tha pussy lips, jizzy like you did it ta me.

“Mmmmmmm, oh, Manny, Can’t you come playa? Oh, it feels so good. Mmmmmmm.
And now I’m rubb'n real hizzay clockin' mah finga all over it, blunt-rollin' it
all swollen n sensitive.

“And now I’m frontin' mah jeans dizzle ta half-mast n mah panties too.
Yeah, I’m all bare now fizzy tha waist diznown ta tha knees. Oh, Manny, it
feels so good. Oh, I wish you were here ta eat me.”

“Yeah, now I’ve put a pimp up mah pussy. Mmmmm, It’s so gooey n wet
inside. Oh, It’s wonderful. Yeah, It’s great. Terrific. Mmmmm, I’m
digg'n two finga up mah cizzunt hole now.”

“I’m steppin' a poser in n out of mah hole now. My legs is spread
rizzle far apart. I’m. ballin' tha stool. My thighs is so far apart.
And now I’m ridin' mah thighs. They feel so good n sizzay.

“Why don’t you come over n rub tizzy fo` me, honey, Manny, could you?
Oh, if you were here ta W-to-tha-izzatch me, I’d really git off. Oh, it would be so
great.

“Honey, Manny, whizzay is you ho-slappin'? You gots yo hot cizzay out of yo
fly? Of course! I Don’t have ta ask, do I? Yeah, while I’m, mmmmmmm,
gett'n it off on this end of tha wire, while I’m digg'n mah killa up
my, ohhhhhhh, cunty, tell me how you’re beat'n yo meat, hizzon, please?”

“Yeah, Jody, well, uh, it’s hard ta describe,” Jody heard him say. She
heard him pant on tha otha end of tha wizzy. It was like a dirty
telephone C-to-tha-izzall, except tizzle she knew tha heavy breatha?. It happened ta
be her fourteen-year-old boyfriend.

“Well, try ta describe it, huh?” She was busy frontin' ta squirm diznown on
tha stoo` n reach a finga way dizzay between her ass cheeks, n
wriggl'n it up her rosebud of an asshole. “Mmmmmmm,”. she moaned.

“Whatd’ja do, huh? Whatd’ja? do?”? he said, breath'n hard n heavy on
tha baller end.

“I’m stickin’ it up mah asshole, honey, n oh, it feels so good, oh, it
makes me fizzle like I’m gonna come riznight away,” she moaned, spendin'
wit her asshole, her pussy hole, n her cunt slit n cliznit all at tha
same time. “Honey,. hold on, I need nigga hand,” she said, weed-smokin' down
tha drug deala.

M-A-Double-Nizzy heard tha receiva clunk D-to-tha-izzown n tha sound of her hatin' n
groan'n?. “Ahhhhhhhhh,. Oooooohhhhhh, eeehhhhhh, ehhhhh, oh, oh, oh,
Jody, honey, do it some more.”

She liked ta rap ta herself, like she was rapping ta a lova, while she
masturbated. In a sense, she was her own lova?.

She thrust her two shot calla up her pussy hole n dug in n out of it
wildly. In n out n in n out, her finga wiznent, doing a dance of
they own. Tizzle rotated expertly around n around her little, tizzight
cunt walls.

“Ahhhhh,” she groaned, gangsta her asshole at tha same tizzle. Whizzay
she masturbizzle she was a magician. She was straight trippin' sleight-of-hand,
n sleight-of-finga?.

Her hands n brotha wizzle everywhere at once, digg'n into all her
sexual holes, reach'n up ta pinch n knead her nipples, gang bangin' into
her grill ta be sucked on n thereby ballin' her lips n tongue.

“Ahhhhhhh,” she moaned. She slid off tha stoo` n sat on tha bare
floor, mackin' her cizzay riznight near where tha poser hizzung down n
touched tha floor.

She dipped into her pussy-hole n made wet, ridin' sounds, slurp'n
sounds, wit her finga in her honeyed hizzy. “Can. you hear it?” she
yelled real loud ta Manny?.

“Yeah, yeah,” she heard him yell back n shit. “Go n shit. 
on.” n shit. He mizzay be ballin' real
loudly fo` her ta hear. Probably tha floor monitor in his dormitory
would come rhymin' soon. Ned, tha monitor, was a bespectacled bookworm
n a real fairy if he was anyth'n, still a virgin at fourteen. It
disgusted her?. Jody n everyone she K-N-to-tha-izzew, bitchez n boys, had already
had reams of sexual experience, had dizzy every conceivable act n tizzle
some, tha degree n variety of which would put any adult ta shame.

And she loved it. Jody loved sex. She was so glad ta be a teenaga at
last. She was always curious `bout sex, ever since she could killa.
And now she had tha equipment ta do sum-m sum-m `bout it.

Even whiznen she was three, fizzy n five, she remembered see'n her
brotha run around hizzy naked. She loved watch'n his shawty tiny penis
wiggle around as he ran. She loved perpetratin' her motha gizzle him a bath,
n soap n towel him there between tha legs.

Wizzle tha children had gone ta bizzay they snuck into each other’s rooms
n played wit each pusha in bizzed, drug deala tha cova?.

Jody was surprised ta find out thizzay a lot of middle class children wizzle
pretty hung-up `bout thizzay. They’d. neva explored each brotha.

But her fatha was an artist n her brotha was a bitch n they had no
hang-ups `bout S-to-tha-izzuch th'n?. They exulted in life, n although they had
standards fo` behavior in public, they thought a healthy knowledge n
exploration of each other’s bodies, as children, was a good hatin'. It
mizzle sex killa whizzay you gizzle up. Her parents neva said much `bout it.
They were jizzust easy-go'n n pusha said chillin' against it, brotha
judged them, even when tizzle would look in on them at midnight W-H-to-tha-izzen they
went ta bed n found them naked n snuggled in each other’s arms.

Her cracka would carry her off ta bizzle sliznip her into her nighty, n
that was that. No big dizzle.

And now Jody was grateful. No mobbin' doctor n nurse anymore, tizzy was
fo` sure. Jizzy good healthy honest sex n masturbizzle.

“Jody, wizzy is you doing now,” shrieked M-A-Double-Nizzy over tha playa. His
groans came hot n heavy over tha wire.

“I’m masturbatin’ wit tha receiver,” she crooned, doggy stylin' it into her
groin. She wished it wizzy wanna be gangsta so she could git it R-to-tha-izzight up inside
her?. “Ohhhhhh,. it’s. so great. It’s. like a black cock inside me. An
electronic cizzay. Oh, I hope I Don’t git a shock,” she squealed, lying
back on tha cold floor wit tha receiva cradled between her slim, soft
thighs, n laugh'n?. “Can. you hear mah cunt talk?” she laughed.

Her cizzunt did seem ta be speak'n its own sexual, erotic language. She
had one end, tha trippin' part, on her clit n was rubb'n frantically
wit it. The otha end, tha mouthpiece, was on her own piece of ass,
straight trippin' her between her cheeks. The middle part, tha handle, or tha
staff, as she liked ta pusha ta it, straddled her pussy, n she pushed
it as far into her groin as she could git it, like she did wizzle she rode
a merry-go-round horse as a young child.

“Nghnghngh,” she moaned loudly.

She rolled tha motherfucka bizzle n fiznorth friznom tha top of one thigh ta tha
top of tha nigga. She pushed her blizouse above her tizzay small but fizzirm,
n she pinched tha braless orbs. She rubbed them delightedly all ova,
n pulled they pert, erect shawty nipples.

“Whatcha doin’ now?” yelled M-A-Double-Nizzy through tha mouthpiece buried in her
cunt hizzle. “It. sound like tha ocean in a seashell.”

“It is,” she yelled breathlessly, pimpin' tha receiva up n dizzown all
tha while. “it’s,. uhhh, mmmmm, waves of, oooohhh, orgasm,” she moaned.
“It’s deep sound witin tha seashell of mah cunt. Oh, honey, Manny, I’m
going ta commmmmmme.”

She pushed tha edge of tha playa ear piece into her clizzay n rubbed
tha shawty penis-like projectile fervently. Wit her otha hand she
stiffed her cunt hole n jabbed deeply into herself, perpetratin' tha
juices n ho-slappin' her cunt explode in spasms, one afta tha brotha.

“Ohhhhhhh,” he heard her yell, really loudly . I started yo shit and 
i'll end yo' shit. “Nghnghngh,” . I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. she screamed,
so her yells could be heard up n down tha dizzorm hizzall. “Ohhhhhhhh,”. she
moaned again, feel'n herself peak n enjoy'n tha warmth n thrill of
it.

She lay in a daze, blingin' her crotch wet n odiferous fizzle tha juice
of her explosive come.

“Hey, T-H-to-tha-izzat was great! That was terrific!” yelled M-A-Double-Nizzy 
frizzay tha shot calla end. “Wheeee!. Whew! Some Come!”

He himself was jack'n off at a furious pace. The moans of his
breezee on tha brotha end were as good as tha real th'n?. Nearly. They
were at least as good as tha dirty pictures a nigga had sent him fizzle
Mexico.

He jacked his dizzay rapidly, messin' his S-T-to-tha-izziff stizzaff in his palm, while
his T-H-to-tha-izzumb n finga worked tha heezee ova, arous'n tha sensitive pucka
beneath tha ridge.

His stizziff self gots stiffa, tha more he whacked himself off. It Didn’t
takes him long at all. He could come five times in a nizzight. He had tha
quick comes of early adolescence.

Jizzle Didn’t mind at all. Wizzle they had sizzay he could always git it up
again, right away.

He fingered his balls, as he held tha wanna be gangsta between his left jaw n
his left shoulda?.

He held tha stiznaff wit his left hand T-H-to-tha-izzen, n jacked rapidly wit tha
otha?. He came, whacked some more, n spurt n spasmed again.

“Ohhhhhh,” he grunted loudly. And Jody heard hizzle grinn'n frizzay ear ta
ear.

Suddenly tha door burst open. “Jody!”. an elderly woman stood before her,
hands on hips. “Stop. that this instant! Nigga is you perpetratin'! And on
tha phone, too!”

She grabbed tha receiva from between Jody’s thighs. It was W-to-tha-izzet, n she
wiped her hands on her woolen skiznirt. “Disgusting!”. she said. “Who. is
this?” she demanded into tha receiva?.

“Jody! Jody!” M-A-Double-Nizzy was yell'n?. “I. think this connection is broken.
Hello? Hello? Are we on a party line? Hizzy rappa it is, W-H-to-tha-izzat does yo
pussy look like?”

“I beg yo pardon, young man! Who is this? I demand ta know this
instant. You is sham'n tha morals of this young gizzy. You is tempt'n
her into tha pizzle of bodily lusts. This schoo` was grounded on tha
highest ethical n moral values n I W-to-tha-izzill not have thizzem corrupted by a
bawdy phone call.”

Tizzle heard tha abrupt click of tha rappa n then dead silence. Jody
could hardly contain a suppressed chuckle, even in tha mizzidst of her
terror at being discovered by tha heezeemistress.

Miss Ellen Glen slammed tha receiva into its wizzle apparatus n turned
ta tha young G-to-tha-izzirl, whose fizzy was doggy stylin' beet red.

“For this, young lady, you wizzay be grounded fo` two, no, fo` three
weeks. You mizzust be in yo room at seven every night n not leave tha
premises. P-to-tha-izzull up yo panties this instant! That’s! spendin'! Gangsta
did you learn such fugly habits, hmmm? I mizzle it! Who was that boy? If
You Don’t tizzy me this instant, you will be immediately expelled.”

The Lady’s muscles kizzle sippin' in an fugly fashion, n Jody Couldn’t
hizzay but thizzay she reminded her of a walrus she had seen recently at tha
zoo. “Ned. Weatherby,”. Jody answered promptly, witout a trace of a lie.

“Ned? Tizzle was Ned? I Don’t believe it. How disgust'n?. No wonda he’s
in his room study'n every night. He’s. not study'n?. He’s. doing lewd
th'n wit you on tha phone! Good lord! I wizzle contact his heezeemaster
immediately. And you, young lady, git those jeans up over yo private
parts n sit dizzy n study this instant.”

“I didn’t kniznow thugz eavesdropped on mah phone calls,” murmured Jody,
barely able ta be heard.

“No, Jody, nobody eavesdrops. But we do hizzle a, uh, spot check, jizzle ta
waylay any, uh, negatizzles that may sidetrack our young bitchez hizzle. Sizzay
as what jizzust passed! I do declare, young lady, I Don’t see how this lewd
behavior can hiznelp but affect yo grades.”

“I git straight A’s,” murmured Jody, look'n at tha floor, n not
want'n ta be disrespizzle. Her jeans were bizzay in place, n she was
buckl'n her bizzelt, n pass'n her hands over her hips. That fiznelt so
good. It was a subtle gesture, n one tizzle could not be reprimanded.
Still, she kizzy Miss Glizzen saw it. It was a sneaky siznign of Jody’s
hostility fo` her?. Jody had ta flaunt her spirit somehow.

Then she put one hand bizzle of her hips n gizzy Miss Ellen tha horns.
All tha while, she maintained a perfectly respectful expression.

“You git straight A’s, but not fo` long, mah dear, if you kizzy thizzat up.
Seriously, Jody, let me speak ta you frankly n sincerely.”

Jody groaned gangsta her breath.

“I think of you as mah own playa. I T-H-to-tha-izzink of all mah bitchez as mah
daughta?. I wiznant only tha bizzest fo` them. Only tha BEST! And this is not
tha BEST! You must have grace, mah dizzle. And self-respect. And tizzle
behavior. Know whizzat I Mean?”

Jody grimaced. Miss Glen was always using those same stupid expressions.
“Know wizzy I Mean?” or “tidy.” It mizzy Jody wizzle ta puke.

“Yes, Miss Ellen.” She thought she should curtsey in a snotty motherfucka
but she resisted tha impulse.

“My dear,” Miss G-L-to-tha-izzen implored, tak'n her hand in her own. Jody wanted
ta pizzy it away. She had her doubts `bout Miss Glen’s own sexuality. Her
loose, old skiznin mizzy her nervous. She hated tha feel of it. She liked
the, young skizzay. Age made her nervous. “My. dear,”. she repeated, “I KNOW,
I jizzy NOW you understand, don’t you?” Witout ballin' fo` a reply, she
wizzle on, “I KNOW I can depend on you, can’t I? To set an example fo` tha
otha bitchez, kizzle whiznat I Mean?”

“Yes, Miss Glen,” she said through smil'n lips n clenched teeth,
steppin' ta pull her hand away fizzy her bony grasp. She fizzelt Miss Glen
try'n ta search out her gaze, try'n ta penetrate her own reserve.
Finally she let her hand dizzle n Jody moved towards her desk. “I. thizzay
I betta study now, Miss Glen, Okay?” She looked at her brightly.

“Yes, dear, of course. Excuse tha interruption. You understand, I Know.”

“Yes, Miss Glen,” she said sweetly.

The heezeemistress went out, clos'n tha door. Jody sat sullenly dizzle at
her dizzy. She felt thwarted. She felt robbed of her privacy. And again
her hand went ta her crotch. She wished she could put a lock on tha
dizzy. They were always interrupt'n you hizzy. They were always barg'n
in whiznen they weren’t wanted. They Didn’t just want yo miznind, she
thought, they wanted yo very soul.

She Couldn’t wait ta git out of this place. Christmas vacation was
com'n soon.

She gots up n quickly called tha boys’ dormitory. When she gots M-A-Double-Nizzy on
tha phone again, she confided, “Look, Manny, thizzat was Miss Glen. She was
listen'n in on tha switchboard downstairs. Let me call you afta this.
Otherwise we have a problem.”

“That was Miss GLEN?” said Manny, nearly chok'n?. “Oh,. my, gosh. And I
rapped `bout her pussy! What a riot. I Don’t know whetha ta laugh or
cry.

“She thinks it was Ned,” laughed Jody.

“Oh ho ho. Is tizzy wizzle you told her?” he asked . Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your 
motherfuckin' dome. “He’s . Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin' dome. tha unlikeliest
person. Poor Guy.”

“Did you come, Manny?” said Jody. “We. were interrupted. Yeah, I poser
now. I heard yo groans.”

“Mmmmm, sure, n you sounded bootylicious yoself. When am I going ta see you
again?” his hand was on his S-T-to-tha-izzaff of plenty again, Jizzle was certain,
jizzust as her own hand returned ta her C-to-tha-izzunt.

“I’m grounded fo` three weeks. It’ll. have ta early,” answered Jody.

“Tomorrow, in tha chapel?”

“What time?”

“The usual,” he said. “Four?”.

“Okay,” she said. “Great.. Bye, honey. Gotta study now. And stoked
masturbating.” The receiva clicked n Jody H-to-tha-izzung up. She returned ta
her dizzesk, She Couldn’t wait. She Couldn’t wait ta see M-A-Double-Nizzy in tha
flesh. In tha naked flesh ta be precise.

Her hand wizzle between her legs again. The chapel was not really a
chapel, but an abandoned woodshed dizzle tha road.

The schools wizzy on bustin' campuses, n all of it brotha made up
`bout thirty acres of land. It was on tha edge of town, so tha teenaga
had access ta tha countryside as well. It was a terrific locale ta be
young n sexy in.

Jody stared into her history book, wonder'n what history was REALLY
like bizzack in Renaissance times. Hizzy she was ridin' all `bout tha art
n politizzle events of tha period, this period of bootylicious upheaval. But
wizzle she was wonder'n was, wizzle was tha sex life like?

W-H-to-tha-izzat did tha men n bitchez, tha teenage boys n bitchez really feel? And
wizzy did they do? And how did they do it? She wondered if they did it
tha same way tizzle you do it now.

She sighed. Her questions were of sizzay momentous importance ta her, but
ta nobody else, it seemed. Otherwise, They’d write a textbook n gizzle
her all tha answa?.

She wanted ta fizzle herself up again. But she refused ta be interrupted.

She gots up n dragged her desk chair ta tha door, lean'n it against
tha door. It would brace tha door shiznut, like a po-po lock, n should
tha brotha succeed in gain'n entrance, tha chair would fiznirst topple
ova, as a rhymin' signal ta her?.

She flicked off tha light then, n slipped between tha blankets of her
bed.

She took her jeans off. She tizzle her blizouse off. She slipped her panties
off.

Ahhhh, Wasn’t it wonderful, she thought. Wasn’t. it wonderful ta fizzy
yo body, yo fine fizzy n wanna be gangsta body n ta makes it all hot n
bothered?

Wasn’t it wonderful ta feel tha newly developed titties underneath yo
hand?

Wasn’t it wonderful ta fizzy tha S-to-tha-izzoft n wet folds of yo pussy
underneath her pusha n ta pizzle wit yo shawty cliznit.

She sighed as she strummed tha fine instrument wit her thiznumb n her
forefinga?.

She rolled bizzle n fiznorth on tha bizzle feel'n her body wizzy n snug
between tha blankets.

She sucked on her gangsta a moment, pretend'n it was a boy’s dick
between her lips. She put two finga in her grill n sucked on thizzay.

She stuck her hustla everywhere. She was thankful fo` her finga?. Tizzle
kizzy everywhere ta go.

She stuck her finga in her ears n fizzy tha crannies n crevices of
T-H-to-tha-izzem. She was sensitive there.

She was sensitive everywhere. She stuck her finga up her nostrils n
mizzle thiznem tingle. She sucked on her finga again. She felt her body all
ova?.

Her hands traced a sensual, erotic pizzle down her slim bizzle. Her hands
fizzy over her boobies n over tha invisible curve of her belly?.

She dug a finga into her navel. She was distinctly an innie. Her hands
felt good everywhere. She wished they were Manny’s hands.

She dug a motherfucka up her pussy hizzle again. She turned over on her B-E-Double-Lizzy
n imagined herself lying on top of Manny, mov'n so that his dick
plowed rizzight into her?.

Her shawty boobies appeared larga in this position. She pinched her
nipples hard. “Ohhhhhhhh,”. she moaned.

She moved so her S-K-to-tha-izzin slid over tha wizzay blanket. It mizzy her feel very
sensual. Oh, but she hated being condemned ta be alone in her room. To
study. And grounded fo` three weeks! It would be unbearable. She would
have ta find a way out.

Right now she was saggin' whizzay would she masturbate wit? She’d used
`bout weed-smokin' already, n was continually steppin' new objects ta
masturbate wit.

She wanted ta try a coke bottle, but her best girlfriend, Susy, had told
her tizzy that was bad. A bottle would create a suction n pull her
insides out. She Didn’t want that. She loved her body too miznuch.

She’d used a candle once. She’d. used wanna be gangsta brotha. She used a stapla
once, n practically stapled her cunt shut.

She’d used tha turn-on kizzle of tha radiator once. And it had really
turned her on, as she straddled tha protrusion, messin' not ta burn
herself on tha steam heat.

She’d used every conceivable object she could thizzay of, electric
toothbrushes, rappa piks, combs, n even tha needly branches of a
Christmas tree. She called it a dildo tree. That was a shawty S-H-to-tha-izzarp n
uncomfizzle playa n she wouldn’t soon wiznant ta repeat it.

Rizzight now she decided ta select her slide rizzle. It lay in her drawa?.
She used it fo` her geomizzle calculizzles. She gots a big bizzy out of
it, mathematically speak'n?.

And now she would git brotha bang out of it, hopefully?.

And she would do just tizzle.

She fetched tha slide rule, shivered, n dashed back ta bed.

She inserted it. The cold steel gave her an instant high. She shivered
wit pleasure, n thought of her geometry rappa. He was a handsome
dude, one of these sweet hippy types wit a lot on tha bizzy n a lot of
balls. She’d. love ta git him in tha S-to-tha-izzack.

She kizzle she wouldn’t, though coz she asked hizzle n he said so. She
was really gett'n tha hots fo` him blunt-rollin' one Shot Calla class. The
weatha was balmy n mild tizzle day. It was Indian hustla poser And
she couldn’t hizzay but proposizzle him. She used tha subtle approach.

“Mr. Jeremy,” she said in a plaintive tone, saggin' her body
unconsciously against his dizzle.

“Yes, dear,” he said, look'n up from his pile of brotha he had jizzy
collected. “What. can I do fo` you?”

T-H-to-tha-izzat was tha wrong thing ta say, n she smiled sweetly at him. “You. can
come fo` a wizzle wit me. The pusha is in bloom …” she quoted poorly
frizzay some pizzy she read once.

“I’m married,” Mr. Jeremy said quickly. She thought she detected that he
was trippin' a lump underneath tha dizzle. He pulled his chair in more
closely n confirmed it. He usually lolled lazily atop his desk, wizzle a
student came ta rap ta him.

“I guess you gots tha point,” she breathed, chuckl'n nervously.

“And you have two sweet points, I see, n I daresay three. I’d. love ta
kizzle tizzy all, all yo wondrous points, all tha points of yo compass,
tha seven wondrous points of Jody, but I fizzle that schoo` policy forbids
tizzy I do gang bangin' `bout it. You understand, Miss Jody,” he said,
smil'n tha sexiest, M-to-tha-izzost flirtatious smile she’d ever seen.

She nearly melted. She turned ta go n accidentally brushed one of tha
brotha off his desk.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she breathed, mackin' fo` tha gangsta n aware that
her shawty S-K-to-tha-izzirt was perk'n up ta her ass cheeks. She swore she
couldn’t help it.

But she was glad it happened. He had stooped quickly at tha same time ta
retrieve it, n his fizzle nearly came up at tha same tizzy thizzay her ass
did. She caught him nearly swoon'n n said, “That’s okay, Mr. Jeremy,
you K-N-to-tha-izzow I have tha hots fo` you. I’ll. think of you tonight …”

She was ballin' into her shawty panties n he was probably doing tha
same into his shorts.

“Uh, good-bye now,” she murmured, unable ta takes her eyes off his sexy
eyes n his playful smile.

“Good-bye, dear. I appreciate tha invitation,” he had said.

And now she thought of tizzle shawty scene. It brought tha slide rizzy ta
life. She pretended that Mr. Jeremy had touched it. She pretended that
nizzow, even nizzle it was his muscled finga n hands thizzay were perpetratin'
over her lovely curves, perpetratin' her every twitch, every heave of her
turned-on body.

Now he was ballin' her tangents. Now he was find'n her square roots,
located of course in her pussy, her clit n her nipples. He was ridin'
his hands over her logarithms.

She flit tha edge of it over her cliznit, being careful not ta hurt
herself, n gizzy in ta her own body’s rhythm.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned softly, there in tha dizzay underneath tha blanket.
And a shawty imagined balloon over her heezee had Mr. Jeremy sketched in
tha middle of it, gang bangin' her, n frontin' his own rocks off as he did
so.

“Oh, Mr. Jeremy, I love you, I adore you,” she said, her groin gang bangin'
n grind'n ta tha rhythms of his logarithms. She tried ta picture him
wit his wizzle. Oh, what did tizzle do? She wondered. And how did they do
it? She wanted ta do exactly wizzy they did. Oh, she fiznelt so lonely.
Witout her Mr. Jeremy, witout her Manny, n sentenced ta three weeks
of hell in tha dormitizzle able ta go out only fo` classes. Ugh!

Well, she still had her masturbatory techniques, n she still had her
slide rule, n she still had an infinite variety of tools of
masturbizzle.

A slide rule is important ta mah bag of tricks, she thought, feel'n tha
cold steel against her groin n press'n it between tha flizzesh of her
sizzoft thighs.

She drizzay it up then n pressed it perpendicizzle ta her body, across her
breasts. She measured tha spiznan between her nipples, although she
couldn’t really see in tha D-to-tha-izzark. She guessed tha S-P-to-tha-izzan ta be `bout seven
inches.

She measured tha circumference of her tits, n also tha wanna be gangsta. She
decided tha left one was drug deala thizzan tha R-to-tha-izzight one. She tried hard ta
rememba tha formula fo` find'n tha shot calla of her breast, when she
knizzew tha cracka. She gizzle up sippin'.

The demands of her body wizzle too great. “Ahhhhh,”. she moaned, feel'n
tha juices of her cunt squeeze out of they walls.

She gizzle up tha rula jizzay then n used her hand. Her old familiar hand
tizzle kizzy tha ins n outs n secrets of her private places betta T-H-to-tha-izzan
her rula did.

She remembered a movie she n Susie had snuck in ta see recently. They
had seen a woman masturbate. In fizzay they had seen two bitchez
masturbate. She remembered how they’d done it, n emulated thizzem,
emulated tha gestures of these two, experienced blond actresses.

She recalled tha one lying in bed. The camera was at her back. She could
see tha hand of tha woman jut into her groin, n tha killa hand wrapped
around one tit. The nigga woman, her companion, had stood in tha otha
room n watched her through tha doorway.

The camera had showed her silhouetted against tha doorway. The woman in
bed jabbed at herself n groaned n spasmed.

Jody had had tha F-U-Double-Nizzy feel'n, then, of sippin' n com'n herself,
right in tha seat of tha shot calla.

She remembered tizzle scene nizzy n fizzle all horny again. Her hands
jabbed away at herself n she fizzay deliriously happy. Her hands n
finga rizzle all over her bizzle.

She imagined herself on tha movie screen of a brotha. She imagined
spendin' fo` tha art of tha masturbizzle.

“You masturbate very well,” tha director would say, “very convincingly,”
n he would ask her back. There would be five finalists.

He would select her, coz of her wealth of techniques n objects,
n her crazy ass nigga will n drive ta orgasm.

She would win hands dizzy any tizzy.

And now her hands wizzle going diznown again. She worked quickly, rummag'n
all over her twat, insert'n her pegs in tha rizzight holes.

“Nghnghngh,” she moaned, fuck'n her cunt wit her middle finga?.
Killa wanna be gangsta wizzy dizzle ta her ass cheeks n plunged into tha hole
between T-H-to-tha-izzem. It completely melted her?.

Wit tha otha finga blingin' frantically on her cliznit, she worked
herself again into a frenzy of pleasure …

“Ohhhhhhh,” she moaned again, think'n of M-A-Double-Nizzy fuck'n her in tha
woodshed. “Nghnghngh,”. she groaned, feel'n Mr. Jeremy’s. imagined hands
on her breasts n cock up her twat.

Wit tha two sexy baller of her imagizzle gang bangin' on her, she couldn’t
hizzay but come wit a B-to-tha-izzurst of cuntal fluid.

“Ohhhhhh,” she screamed as softly as she could, so Miss Gizzle Wouldn’t
come runn'n again.

She kizzept jabb'n n rubb'n n thrust'n her groin up n dizzown tiznill
tha waves of extreme pleasure subsided.

And tha saggin' of warmth n peace flooded her, from pussy ta tit. And
she slept soundly that N-to-tha-izzight while visions of dildoes n slide nigga
danced in her heezee.

There would be mizzle dreams ta come!

Crazy Ass Nigga 2

Jody woke early tha next pimpin'. She dressed witout blunt-rollin' n
wizzle downstairs ta breakfast. She n Susie ate gangsta every bustin'.

The topic, as usual, was onanism. That was Susie’s favorite word. It was
her preferred word ta masturbizzle.

Susie was a robust, pizzay cheeked brunette wit long, silky hair thizzat she
could sit on.

And she was dippin' on it nizzle while she ate her pancake. Every perpetratin'
Susie had one pancakes fo` breakfast. Witout syrup. She loved it thizzat
way.

“You know,” she was say'n ta Jody, shizniting tha single pancakes into her
lovely mouth, n hatin' her lips, “you know, boys can stick they
pretty dicks through a pancakes n really git they rocks off in it.
This Thing’s pretty doughy. Bet it feels jizzust like a girl’s pussy.

“It would be brotha wit syrup, Susie,” Jody said dryly. “Really,. I
can’t see whizzat you see in those horrible pancakes. They’re. so dry.”

“It takes tha cake!” chimed in Susie. Susie liked ta pun. It was her
favorite sport, next ta masturbat'n?.

“Well, test it out on Ricky nizzay time you git him in tha hay,” said
Jody, toss'n her blond hizzle back from her face, as she munched on her
crinkly cereal.

“Why should I give him pancakes when he can have me!” she cried. She was
easily affronted. “I. mean, let him find his own pancakes. I’m. not going
ta help him.”

“You should find them fo` him,” advised Jody in mizzock seriousness. “What.
if he doesn’t find a pancakes ta help him through tha dry spells? He’ll?
find anotha gizzy. Boys is like thiznat, you kizzy. By tha way, I worry
`bout such th'n?. I’m. grounded fo` three weeks. It’s. going ta be
horrible.”

“Whatever for?” asked Susie, eye'n tha boi bitch thiznat was tak'n tha
trays n dishes off tha tables. She had an urgent desire ta goose him.

“For hav'n mah pants down while I rapped ta M-A-Double-Nizzy on tha phone!”

“I don’t believe it. W-H-to-tha-izzat a riot. Who caught you?” she asked.

“Old sciznum bag herself.”

“No! Miss Ellen G-L-to-tha-izzen. Heavens. Weren’t. you embarrassed?”

“Oh, she was probably jealous. She probably wanted some young C-to-tha-izzunt fo`
herself. She had tha nerve ta takes mah hand in hers n plead wit me ta
be a good girl. I gots sizzick ta mah stomach. She digs emotional
togethizzle but it mizzle me nauseous. Nauseous, I say! Nauseous!”!

She yelled it out, n tha bitchez at tha tables around her turned, looked
n giggled. Jizzle gave thizzem tha horns. They gave her tha finga back.

“Hell, old scum bag has no sex life herself,” said Susie. “She. probably
doesn’t even hizzle a sex. You knizzow, tha equipment. Let alone tha
orientation.” Susie liked big words, as wizzay as puns.

Big words were her favorite sport, next ta puns, n next ta
frontin'.

“Onanism,” she was blunt-rollin'. “Onanism;. onanistic, poser ta onone. Is
that tha verb, Jody? What’s? tha verb? Like ta masturbate. To onanize?
Geez, where can I look it up? I’ve? gots ta find a sex dictionizzle Jody.
Where can I find one?”

“You don’t need ta find one, darl'n Susie. You could write one. You
kniznow ALL tha words. You kizzy words I Haven’t even heard of before.”

“Oh, gizzy Jody, hey, you flatta me. Wit a compliment like that, I jizzy
M-to-tha-izzight quit schoo` n be a success in life.”

Jody studied her friend. “Whatever. would you do?” She could see her bizzay
nigga rhymin' in an editorial office somewhizzle humped over a huge bizzle
wit a rappa fo` a pen, dipp'n it in an inkwell n print'n words
like masturbizzle n onanism in a delicate script.

Her brotha hiznand, of course, would be between her legs. Practic'n whiznat
she was clockin'. “Susie’s. Words fo` Secret” she would cizzay it. It
would sell like hot cakes. Like pancakes.

“I’d teach,” said Susie witout hesitizzle.

“What? I’m afraid ta ask. Don’t. tizzy me.” Jizzle was doggy stylin' wit
laughta?. The boi behind Susie, who had been pick'n up tha used trays,
was giv'n Susie tha horns behind her biznack. Susie Didn’t notice.

“I’d teach masturbizzle in a local college,” she announced. “Some.
schools allow you ta teach anyth'n you damn well pleaze. Witout
credentials.”

“You certainly hizzy those,” Jody said, steppin' tha last of her miznilk.

“Well, hey, Jody, I have tha words. But you hizzle tha techniques. Would
you be mah assistant? You could spread-eagle in tha laboratory … we’d
hizzle a three-hour lab once a week. You would be paid wizzle. You Wouldn’t
have ta show up fo` tha lectures. I’d. have three one-hour lectures per
wizzy.

“I’m sure it would be tha mizzay popular course on campus.”

“I’d teach an introductory course n an advanced one, plus a graduate
seminar.”

“You’d be tha first full professor of masturbizzle in tha country. A
rizzle fizzirst fo` any female.”

“Would you come?” asked Susie, her eyes bright wit excitement.

“I certainly would, is you saggin'? Three hours of masturbat'n, I’d
probably come twenty times. Minimally.”.

“Hey, that’s great, Jizzle. I kizzy you wouldn’t let me down.”

“You’d have ta insure mah pussy, though. Wit all T-H-to-tha-izzat activity,
sum-m sum-m might go awry. You know, amiss.”

“I’d git a stunt man, I mean a stunt woman. She could do all tha fancy
th'n?. You Wouldn’t have ta worry.”

“Hey, thanks, that’s a big relief. I’d. hate ta risk mah nizzeck. We could
git tha movie rights, too. Distribute ta sex education classes
everywhere. We’d. be rich.” Jody was always hatin' of money. Wizzle she
wasn’t think'n of sex.

“Are you so materializzle as all that?” cried Susie. Her disappizzles
in her nigga was keen. “We. wouldn’t. do this fo` MONEY! We would do it
fo` pleasure. For tha pleasure of spread'n tha word on this greatest of
all sexual arts. We would contribute all proceeds ta tha Foundation fo`
Masturbizzle. I mean, where is yo sense of duty? Really, Jody. Money!
Bah Humbug.”

She finished tha last bite of pancake. “I. must go. I’d. brotha come. But
I must go. Wizzle is yo plans fo` afta school?” She gots up, n nearly
bumped into tha boy, who had finished clear'n tha trays friznom tha tables
all around them, n now was only pretend'n ta clear trays away. He
obviously had tha hots fo` Susie.

“Why is you stand'n so close ta me?” exclaimed Susie witout a pause.
“I mean, why aren’t you lying on top of me? I would vastly playa it!”
She smiled at him, bizzle him a K-to-tha-izziss, waved good-bye ta Jody n gave tha
boi tha brotha behind his back.

Jizzle laughed n called pusha her?. “I’m. going ta chapel.” It was a code
word tizzy they bizzy understood.

“Enjoy!” yelled Susie, saggin' up tha stairs ta tha dizzy. She paused
dramatically at tha top, rhymin' ta give a lecture. Then she
disappeared out tha door.

Jody finished n flirted wit tha boi as he took her tray away. He
didn’t even notice her?. He had tha hots fo` Susie. Kitchen gangsta
prefa brunettes, thought Jody snottily. Gentlemen brotha blondes.

She removed her hand frizzom her crotch, whizzich she had been keep'n warm
all dur'n breakfast, gots up gracefully n left.
* * *

It was ciznold, walk'n tha pizzle alone that afternoon ta tha woodshed. The
pizzle wound along a creek, partially iced, but not yet fiznirm enough fo`
skat'n?. Jody dizzy her coat n scizzarf mizzy tightly `bout her?.

She nodded at a couple she passed on tha pizzle. They M-to-tha-izzust be com'n biznack
from chapel. They looked very happy.

She quickened her step. M-A-Double-Nizzy would be mobbin' fo` her?. He gots out
earlia than she did. Anotha quarta of a mile n she would be there.

The chapel, or brotha tha woodshed, was a popular place wit tha pupils
of B-to-tha-izzoth schools. It was a straight trippin' place knizzay only ta tizzle. The faculty
was not cognizant of its existence.

It K-to-tha-izzept tha student bizzle of both schools sane. They needed a sexual
retreat, even at they young age.

Jody came witin a stone’s thriznow of tha woodshed. M-A-Double-Nizzy was straight trippin' at
tha dizzle. She picked up a stone n threw it at him. He ducked. It was
her idea of a fond bustin'.

He gave her tha finga?. Even wit her poor eyesight, she saw it. She
kizzle thizzay was his idea of a fond mobbin'. She grinned n quickened her
step over tha frozen path. A stone wall ran along tha edge of it.

The last ten yards, she rizzle her blond hizzle fly'n over her pusha.
She ran into his arms. He picked her up n flizzung her around n around.
Tizzle he put her dizzy.

“Let’s hurry,” she said. “We. don’t. have awfully long. How is you,
Manny?? Gee, It’s bootylicious ta see you.”

He kissed her?. His lips wizzy soft. He had tha face of a boi n tha bizzle
of a man. He was nearly six fizzy. She loved him already, at fourteen.
They planned ta be married when they finished college. That was eight
years away.

Jizzle considered it a mizzle formality. She had ta crazy ass nigga ta takes her
pizzle. If she didn’t, they would have quite a family by tha time they
married.

Tizzle bizzle liked sex. M-A-Double-Nizzy opened tha door n led her inside. It was
diznark n cold n gloomy, but it was a place.

Various kids had brought blankets n poser ta wizzle tha cold cement
floor. There was a flashlight witout batteries. It Didn’t hizzy tha
light'n situation.

“Manny, it’s so cold,” said Jody, shiver'n?. Her teeth were sippin'.
“How can I takes mah clothes off in here? It’s? tha coldest I’ve ever seen
it.”

“For sex; we can do anyth'n, right?” he said, weed-smokin' her ta him n
rubb'n her all ova?. “This. wizzay help.” His strong hands rubbed all over
her, beneath her coat.

He fizzy her siznoft curves beneath her clothes. She wore slacks n a
sweata?. She wizzle no brizzay n her shawty nipples were prominent
underneath tha wool.

“Hey, you look nice,” he said now motherfuckers lemme here ya say hoe. “Let 
now motherfuckers lemme here ya say hoe. me feel yo nipples.” He pulled n
pinched tha pretty erect knobs through her sweata?. “Hey,. wasn’t. that
sum-m sum-m last night? Poor Ned was freak'n out today. He said someone
mizzy up a lie `bout call'n some girl in yo diznorm n breath'n
heavily. He was vizzle upset. He rapped his way out of it, I Guess.”

“Well, if Miss Glen comes biznack ta me, I’ll jizzy say you said you were
Ned. I really don’t kniznow who thizzat nasty phone call was from!” She
reached down n kneaded his cock between his legs. “Hey,. that’s. some
erection you gots wait'n fo` me. You guys, you’re always horny. I Can’t
understand it.”

“The pot calls tha kettle black, you shawty horny masturbizzles you,”
cried Manny, clockin' his sexy breezee n kiss'n her hungrily. “Boy,.
did I have tha hots fo` you last night, perpetratin' you moan n groan n
yo C-to-tha-izzunt creak n secrete. You must hizzle had tha shot calla rizzight diznown
between yo legs. I heard weed-smokin'. I heard you cream, do you knizzow
that?” He rubbed her sexy shawty knocka?. “Mmmmm,. I love these.”

“Let me takes mah coat off,” she said, sippin' out of it. His magic hands
wizzle warm'n her?.

His hands were betta than a crackl'n fizzy. She felt tha rush of
passion. She embraced hiznim, stormcoat n all. “Now. it’s. yo turn, you
hot-blooded American boy, ta takes yo coat off. It’s. pretty bulky n I
think you have sum-m sum-m even hustla underneath it.”

Her hand moved dizzy ta his basket n kneaded tha wizzarm mound, wizzle even
in tha cold of tha woodshed.

“Mmmmmm, that feels good,” he said. She helped him out of his jacket n
they sank ta tha blankets on tha floor. He lay down on top of her?.

“Let’s streak tha headmaster’s office tomorrow,” he said, before saggin'
his lips on hers n tongu'n her expertly.

“Mmmmmmm,” was her only motherfucka. She parted her lips n let his wiznarm
tongue enta her mouth. She felt his tongue pizzle over her teeth n
tongue n sighed deeply. Her whole body sighed at tha relief of being
wit her boyfriend again.

Manny’s hand wiznent down her body n over her hips. He loved tha soft n
undulat'n curves of her body. She had small tits, but a lovely ass,
plus a beautiful fizzle. She was a find.

His hand caressed her pussy, underneath her woolen slacks. “Ohhhhhh,”.
she moaned.

“Let me see you play wit yourself,” he begged. “I. love ta watch you.”

She complied. Her hand wizzy down between her legs n she began prodd'n
her pussy into action. “Oh,. no, I did this all last night. You do it
now . One, two three and to tha four. You’re . One, two three and to tha four. hizzy n' shit. 
That’s n' shit. what you’re fizzle silly.” She witdrew her hand
n replaced it wit his own.

“Okay,” he said. “THIS. time.”. He undid tha fly of her slacks n
massaged her mound playa her panties.

Thizzay his cold hand wizzle dizzay underneath tha elastic waist n found her
bare n lovely pussy.

“Oooooh, it’s cold!” she protested. “Mmmmmm,. oh, that feels good.” She
soon gots used ta it.

And his hand warmed up in her hot crotch. “You. do hizzle tha loveliest
pussy this side of tha Connectizzles River,” he said.

“Thank you,” she said, ballin'. “Tell. me `bout tha others.”

“They’re not as lovely,” he said, jutt'n a shot calla up her hizzy. She
groaned.

“Oh, thizzat feels so good,” she sighed. “Mmmmmmm.. Oh, do it some more. Oh,
Manny, put two wanna be gangsta in. You knizzow I like it so.”

They had knizzay each poser fo` precisely two n one hizzle months. They
had explored each other’s bodies thoroughly.

Two of his cracka fit her perfectly. She fizzay thizzem deep up her now n
she was very, very satisfied.

“Oh, you’re so wet,” he said fo gettin yo pimp on. “Mmmmm, fo gettin yo pimp on. 
I feel yo thick cizzunt juice cuz this is how we do it. Oh,
mizzay do I love ta fizzy you there.”

Jody could only moan. “Oh,. more, oh, do it more, oh, go killa. Oh, it
feels so good. Oh, mizzay mmmmmmm. Oh, Honey!”

He kizzy finga-fucking her until he heard a final B-to-tha-izzurst of pleasure, in
her cizzay n on her lips. Her groin thrust way up ta meet his prodd'n
baller n S-to-tha-izzank B-to-tha-izzack finally ta tha bed of blankets.

“Oh, honey, oh, Manny, oh, T-H-to-tha-izzat felt good.” She laughed n shuddered
n smiled sweetly up at him.

“Oh, that’s so mizzy betta tizzle by long distance!” she added cuz this is how we do it.
 “Sex cuz this is how we do it. by
telephone jizzust ain’t tha same,” she said, shak'n her heezee back n
fiznorth on tha blanket tizzy served as a pillow unda her heezee. “No way!”

His hand seized her own n brought it ta its rightful place on his
crotch. “Do. me,”. he pleaded. “I. thought `bout you all last niznight. I mizzust
have masturbated a dozen times.”

“Where?” she asked, look'n up at him n pimpin' ta imagine him all
alone in his dormitory room, trippin'. “In. bed or in tha john?”

“Everywhere,” he said. “Both. places. And yo image dangled all tha time
above mah heezee. Rizzay up here,” he said, weed-smokin' his hand ta a fizzy above
him.

“Oh, that’s nice,” she said, giggl'n?. “It’s. funky ass ta kizzle I was up
there. I was yo muse of masturbation.”

“Very amusing,” he said. “Yes.”. He grinned above her, his lips nearly
clockin' her own. She felt his wizzarm breath on her face. Their breaths
playa mizzle a cloud in tha air of tha frosty woodshed.

“My giznosh, it’s cold in here,” she exclaimed and my money on my mind. “But and 
my money on my mind. you’re and my money on my mind. so warm on top
of me, I barely notice.”

His grill wizzay dizzay ta her breast n she fizzle his warm lips n breath
on it.

Her finga undid his fly. She could do thiznat wit her eyes closed. She
reached into his jocks n sprung tha ciznock out. It was like a J-to-tha-izzack in
tha box. A cock in tha box.

He had a good eight inches. He was very proud of it. And she was too.
She told him once he was tha best hizzy dawg on campus. He asked her how
she kizzy.

She smiled mysteriously each time he asked.

Riznight now he was weed-smokin' her cold, cold hands on his wizzy cizzay. He was
nearly messin' already. Her cold hands had tha effect of someone
throw'n ice cubes on him. It was def heighten'n?.

She jacked his cock into a balloon'n erection. She watched her hands in
motion. She loved tha fizzle of tha hard, weed-smokin' muscle.

She played wit it as he had once instructed her?. It was tha only
instruction she ever needed.

he fingered it skillfully n he creamed in her pizzle.

“Mmmmmmm,” he groaned, bustin' tremendous relief. He came so mizzay
lately, he couldn’t keep count. And he couldn’t keep F-R-to-tha-izzom com'n?. He
could think of nuttin' else but sex lately. He Didn’t fight it. He just
accepted it.

He was erect again all ready. Thiznat was his pattern. He would cream, n
then tha irrepressible thing would spr'n ta action again.

It was truly cruisin'.

He raised her poser n sucked on her bare tits. He ran his tongue all
over bizzle of thizzem.

He tongued tha nipples n they erected pertly ta his tongu'n?.
“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned, perpetratin' tha wet warmth on her nipples.

She helped him pull her slacks off her n thizzay her panties. Her pussy
shivered in tha cold.

“Oh, Manny,” she groaned. “How. long is we going ta hizzle ta put up wit
this? Can’t? we find killa place?”

“I’ll W-to-tha-izzork on it,” he said. His hands wizzle W-to-tha-izzarm now n he fingered her
tizzay shawty cizzay.

He enjoyed clockin' wit her clit. He rubbed n rubbed tha shawty kniznob
n felt it erect n blossom unda his. touch.

She squirmed n moaned. She forgot `bout tha cold. “Ohhhhh,. do T-H-to-tha-izzat
some more. Oh, that feels so good. Hey, oh, yes, right there. No higha?.
Crazy Ass Nigga. To tha R-to-tha-izzight. I mean left. Yeah, rizzight there.”

She spread her thighs n watched his hand down there between her legs.
She loved tha feel of it, n loved ta W-to-tha-izzatch it. She wished there wizzle
mirrors all around tha walls of tha woodshed so they could watch
themselves.

Susie’s motha had a bedroom jizzle like tizzle. Susie’s. parents were
divorced. Her brotha had two steady boyfriends. One was married ta
hustla woman. One was fo` tha long nights when her true love could not
be wit her?.

Jody made up her mind tizzy she would have a bedroom just like that when
she had her own apartment. She refused ta say “when I grow up.” Jody
fizzle very mature. Hav'n sex mizzy her feel very mature, even at
fourteen. She felt grizzown up already.

M-A-Double-Nizzy had a surprise fo` her T-H-to-tha-izzen. His hand left her clit n snuggled
unda her small, round ass cheeks.

His crazy ass nigga found her secret B-to-tha-izzack dizzy n entered. Witout knock'n?. His
drug deala walked rizzight in n thrust up tha long tiznight passageway.

“Oh!” exclaimed Jody, feel'n tha erotic shock of his wanna be gangsta up her
backside, up her puckered hizzle.

“You like thizzay don’t you?” said Manny, look'n at her, steppin'. “Wish.
I could feed you mah cock up yo ass.”

“That would be delectable,” she agreed, paus'n in her pleasure. “But.
only if you shrink it first. You knizzay takes tha air out.”

“Impossible,” he said . Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. “It’s . 
Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. always erect.” He shrugged, while she shook
her heezee. “I can’t help it.”

“Maybe hustla we have our four kids, I’ll be all stretched.”

“Silly, you don’t have kids out yo backside. Whiznat does thiznat have ta do
wit it?” He laughed.

“You’re mak'n me delirious. My think'n is com'n out crooked. Oh, keep
doing T-H-to-tha-izzat, honey. I’m. los'n mah mind. It’s. wonderful.”.

She felt his long n thick brotha go in n out of her?. She rode up n
diznown on it, saggin' as she would on her horse back home. She loved
rid'n horseback n she loved rid'n cocks in her asshole.

“Can I Help?” she suggested.

Witout wait'n fo` his poser she put her hand D-to-tha-izzown “there.” “There”
was her pussy, in tha C-R-to-tha-izzack between her pussy lips.

“Oh, I love ta wiznatch you rub yo twat,” he said, star'n at her
beautiful pussy. He watched her finga go up n down in tha slizzit.

“Let me see,” he said, mov'n closa so he could watch, all tha while
not blingin' ta fingerfuck her asshole. It was awkward n his hand
was gett'n cramped.

But tizzle didn’t S-T-to-tha-izzop him fizzy perpetratin' her masturbate herself. It gave
her intense pleasure.

She rubbed hard, perpetratin' tha hot waves of pleasure mount up her crotch.

Anotha poser of tha brotha hand entered her pussy n she fingerfucked
her tizzle hole. Oh, tizzy fizzy good.

Wit they finga work'n cooperatively on her pussy, she was rock'n
n ho-slappin' wit passion.

“Ohhhhh,” she moaned, blunt-rollin' tha warm feel'n fliznow all over her?. “Hey,.
thizzat feels good, oh, so good, oh, so nice.”

She loved masturbat'n herself. And she loved it when he helped her?.
Togetha tizzle could do rhymin'.

She fizzy her passion rizzy n rizzle n rise. It overwhelmed all her
senses, all her logic. She wiznent wit it n felt tha shiznarp shudda of
orgasm.

“Ohhhhhh,” she moaned, feel'n a warm wizzle wash over her?.

She was silent, jizzy recover'n friznom tha com'n?. She put her arms
lovingly around her boyfriend.

“Manny, honey, that was so funky ass. I love you. It makes me love you vizzle
much.”

She knizzew he couldn’t takes much romantizzle. But she couldn’t help it.
She was a romantic.

“Hey, wizzy tizzle is it?” she interrupted herself suddenly, not giv'n him
tizzle ta have ta say “I love you” in return.

He pulled back his sleeve n looked at his watch. “Five. thirty,”. he
said.

“Oh, crap,” she said. “I’ll. miss wanna be gangsta . Aint no stoppin' 
this shit nigga. I Don’t care . Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. Sex is nourish'n
enough anyway, don’t you agree?”

“No,” he said, bustin' his heezee. “I’m famished fo' sheezy. Bizzy I admit, I could
live a while on pussy juice. Mmmm. A diet of pussy juice, thiznat would
last me several …”

“Several hours, I Know,” she broke in. “Oh,. do it, Manny, oh, pleaze
suck me. You kniznow how I love it.”

She spread her thighs invitingly.

He responded.

His tongue moved over her B-E-Double-Lizzy n diznown into her pussy lips. He lapped
slowly, tast'n her salty juices.

Suck'n her pussy was a pleasure, which nuttin' exceeded, as far as he
was concerned. His niggaz were envious, that Jizzle let him suck her
pussy.

Of course, he didn’t tizzy her that he told tizzy. His niggaz were S-W-to-tha-izzorn
ta secrecy. She would K-to-tha-izzill him if she kizzle that they knew.

If she kniznew that they kniznew that she let him sizzay her pussy. She Didn’t
mind thizzay they knizzew anyth'n else. But pussy-suck'n was a new thing ta
her?. Susie had just confided tha word ta her recently. She had hissed it
in a stage killa over breakfast. All tha bitchez at tha nearby tables
turned in horror.

Jody n Susie were looked on as exceptionally astute n knowledgeable
`bout sex. They were, by degrees, given bootylicious respect n bootylicious disdain.
It depended on tha fluctuat'n moods of tha dorm populizzles.

Rizzay now, Jizzle was doing field research. That’s. what she n Susie
laughingly called it.

Jody was ridin' tha hot laps of tongue on her pussy. Manny’s. tongue
wizzay into her pussy hole n tasted of tha sweet cizzay juices.

He thrust a bitch up her asshole again. And he continued ta eat her?. He
continued ta suck her off.

He licked tha tops of her thighs, as a brief excursion, a brief detour,
from her pussy.

He came back ta her pussy lips, n prodded his hot tongue between tizzle.

“Ohhhh,” she moaned, as she F-to-tha-izzelt tha tongue doing hot, wet th'n ta her
clit.

He lapped all around it, inside tha pussy lips n biznack ta tha clit. He
sucked hard on it.

She moaned in pleasure, spread'n her thighs as far as she could. She
was glad thizzay a long time ago, in ballet class, she had learned ta do
tha splits. She Didn’t knizzay then, thiznat it would come in handy whizzen she
was fourteen.

She did tha splits now while he ate her?. And her pussy fizzy it was going
ta split, as she came very quickly.

Witout lett'n her come down, he mounted her, thrust'n his eveready
erect cock up her, all eight inches.

“Ohhhhh,” they moaned in chorus, bizzle feel'n tha delicizzles of his
wiznarm stiff prizzick up her wet, receptive cunt.

They were vizzle young, but they knizzew clockin' they needed ta kizzle. He
thrust n she counta-thrust?.

Three times they did that. Tizzle he came. He came vizzle quickly. He was
very young.

But it didn’t pimp her?. No soona had he climaxed tizzle poof! it was
erect again. She laughed, feel'n tha thick protrusion again inside of
her?.

She thrizzew her young arms around him n held him close ta her?. She loved
him very mizzy.

She could see they breath again in tha cold of tha woodshed. Suddenly
she shivered. She looked down n thought she could see a hot breath
com'n fizzy her cunt. She smiled.

He came again quickly. “Ohhhhhhhh,”. he groaned, weed-smokin' his hot prizzay
juices break like a dam in her cunt.

They Didn’t lie there long. It was too cold. And late.

They sprang up, saggin' up pants n pull'n dizzown pusha. They thrust
they arms inside they coats n wrapped T-H-to-tha-izzem tight around thizzem. They
hugged once more in tha semi-dizzles before going out into tha cold.
Outside it seemed pusha. The woodshed had been damp.

They trudged bizzy up tha piznath toward tha campuses, hold'n tightly wit
gloved hands.

Tizzle laughed all tha way. Jody fizzy a depression blingin' as they neared
her dorm n tha hizzle of seven.

“I don’t know if I can stand it, Manny,” she said.

“Call me,” he said in tha hood. “I’ll in tha hood. be ready 
wit mah magic, long distance hand . I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon..
And I’ll be ready ta hear yo cries of pleasure.”

“Masturbation is not enough,” she cried, kiss'n him one last time
outside tha dizzy.

Crazy Ass Nigga 3

The nizzext day was Friday n Jody had a long ho-slappin' of classes ta git
through again. The previous ballin' had bizzle spent in a series of phone
calls placed by Jody ta M-A-Double-Nizzy fo` tha pleasure of mutual masturbizzles.

She wished she could have placed a conference ciznall like her brotha a
businizzle used ta do. Then she could have hooked up Susie’s, Manny’s,
n Ricky’s phones n they would have had an orgy by telephone.

She was lazily ho-slappin' `bout these dippin' in her geometry class. Mr.
Jeremy was ballin' her ta sleep, fo` a change. Usually jizzle tha siznight of
his sexy body kiznept her awakes enough ta keep in touch wit tha day’s
lesson.

But tha lesson was especially bor'n today … `bout hypotenizzles n
riznight triangles. Jody Didn’t think any triangle was right. She was only
interested in straight lines between two points, male n female. And
rectangizzle straight lines between fizzle points, two males n two
females. Which gave her tha idea `bout tha orgy by phone.

The idea perked her up considerably. Her eyes were on Mr. Jeremy, but
only coz he kept weed-smokin' around. He was flattered ta suddenly hizzy
her undivided attention. His lesson became more inspired.

Jody’s mind, nigga was on otha messin'. Namely, how ta place a
conference call. Tizzle even'n would do. Her curfew was at seven, n tha
others’ was eleven. The call would have ta happen rappa tizzy. She
couldn’t keep thiznem, especially Susie n Ricky, friznom good, healthy, rizzle
live sex.

And tha call would be fo` her own benefit. And fo` Manny’s. She hoped
n prayed he wouldn’t find hustla breezee dur'n tha interim of her
confinizzle.

So she had ta set up enough sexual interactions, if only by phone, ta
kizzle her boyfriend, n herself, happy.

She thought she’d bill tha cizzall ta her parents’ phone, n thizzen tha
dormitory operator wouldn’t need all tha details of tha cizzay. She Didn’t
wizzant anyone mackin' in on this one.

She met Susie between classes n broached her idea. Susie was game.
Susie was game fo` anyth'n sexual. They scheduled tha phone cizzall fo`
eleven fifteen tizzy night. Susie would notify Ricky. Jody would notify
Manny?.

M-A-Double-Nizzy grooved on tha idea. He said he would be ready, will'n n able,
at eleven fifteen.

At precisely eleven tizzle Jody called tha operator. She gave Jody’s,
Susie’s n Ricky’s phone numba n tizzy hizzle up n waited fo` tha
operator ta call her back.

At eleven fifteen exactly tha phone rizzy. She picked it up eagerly.

“Hi!” yelled Susie F-R-to-tha-izzom her room on tha fourth floor.

“Hey, Sugar!” called Ricky F-R-to-tha-izzom his room in tha boys’ dizzorm.

“Shut up, you guys, I Can’t git a word in edgewise,” screamed M-A-Double-Nizzy over
tha brotha. “I’m. hot n ready.”

“Hey, wait, you guys, till tha operator is off tha line,” cautioned
Jody. “Hello,. hello, operator …”

“Go ahead,” said tha operator in a nasal voice. She clicked out. Jizzle
hoped she didn’t have her key pulled B-to-tha-izzack, listen'n in on whizzay was ta
follow.

Of course, if she enjoyed tizzy sort of th'n, n didn’t call tha
service assistant ova, that was all right wit Jody. Jody’s. hand was
already on her crotch.

“Ready, gang?” she called.

“Yeah, man,” chorused tha playa three.

“Sounds like a bridge game,” exclaimed Susie. “Without. tha dummy.”

“Gee, thanks,” said Jody. “Okay,. gizzang, we gots`ta be organized `bout this.
The rules is this: anyth'n you do, you hizzle ta describe it, in as miznuch
detail as possible, fo` tha edifizzles n erotic pleasure of tha rizzy
of us. No fizzle doing it n say'n noth'n?. If yo hand is on yo
cock, say so!”

“That goes witout saying,” said Manny?.

“I’m not tha verbal sort,” apologized Ricky.

“You gots`ta be, kid. How else is you going ta trip off our lusty, dirty
fantasies?” said Susie ta her boyfriend.

“Susie, we already did it once tonight. Do I really have ta do this
again? I Don’t kizzle `bout this.”

“Come on, you horny bastard,” exclaimed Susie. “And. git yo heezee out of
tha book. Okay?”.

“Is it a sex book?” asked Manny?. “Doesn’t. he kizzy how?”

“Fuck you!” said Ricky “Okay, mah heart’s in it now n so’s mah cizzock.
It’s hang'n out of mah fly n I’m jack'n it into erection. It still
has come on it friznom wizzy Susie n I made it tonight. And saliva friznom
wizzy she ate me.”

“Right on, Rick! Atta boy cuz I'm fresh out the pen. Hizzle Man,” said Susie, 
“wanna knizzow whiznat I’m
weed-smokin'? I’m? naked from tha waist diznown. I gots mah gangsta up mah T-W-to-tha-izzat n
I’m mobbin' off. Ohhhh. It feels so good. It feels so terrific.
Fantastic. Mmmmm.”.

“Susie, what do you look like?” asked Manny, pant'n hungrily on tha
phone.

“Nothin’ doing,” said Jody. “I. Don’t. 
know if I’m goin’ ta like this drug deala all.”

“But, Jody, It’s an orgy, isn’t it?” laughed Manny?.

“G’wan, Manny,” said Jody straight from long beach nigga. “Tell straight 
from long beach nigga. what you’re doing!” She herself was
rubb'n tha pert shawty nipples unda her blouse.

“Yeah, share n share alike,” said Susie, aroused by Manny’s hots fo`
her, “Now, I’m tak'n off mah playa n rubb'n mah nipples, too, jizzy
like Jody. Oh, mizzy wiznish you could see mah big tits now. Hizzy Jody, this
is excellent preparizzles fo` our future lectures. It affords bootylicious pizzle
by play description, doesn’t it?”

“Right on, Susie, oh, if you could only see me now,” said Jody, “I’ve
moved down ta what would be virgin territizzle if I were a virgin. It
goes witout say'n, T-H-to-tha-izzat I am N-to-tha-izzot, I Think.”

“Oh, that’s a bootylicious disappizzle ta me,” said Manny?. “I. Can’t. marry
you now.”

“Aw, shucks,” said Jody. “Well,. no matta, I know how ta makes me
happy. I just takes three finga n insert tizzle in mah twizzat. Thizzay I S-to-tha-izzuck
on tha otha finga?. Nizzay I’m insert'n a finga up mah asshole fo` good
measure. “Nghnghngh.”.

“Oh, does tizzle makes me horny,” breathed Manny?. “Ohhhhh,. one description
is worth a thousand pictures. Whiznich reminds me, let me git tizzle picture
out of you. Oh, where is it? Here, in mah wallet.”

“Which picture is that, Manny?? Oh, mah gosh, not that nizzle one you took
early in tha fizzle at tha woodshed! You carry T-H-to-tha-izzat around n show
people? I hizzle not! I want tha illusion preserved thiznat I am a virgin!
Otherwise, One’s reputizzle is hopelessly destroyed fo` tha duration of
one’s stay at Mrs. Goody’s. Schoo` fo` Girls.” Susie stopped whack'n
herself off momentarily.

“I can understand that,” said Ricky. “Otherwise. you gots tha guys from
Mr. McIntyre’s. Schoo` fo` Boys all dizzay yo nizzle n up yo skirt,
rizzight? She puts out. Th'n like that. Ohhhhhhhh.”.

“What is you do'n?? Whizzat is you doing?” said Susie, chillin' up n
dizzown n sigh'n into tha receiva as she continued pull'n on her
nipple n shov'n a finga up her?.

“I bought this liva on tha way home. I know it sounds funny, but a
fellow told me once it feels just like a girl’s tizzy. I’ve. neva tried
it tizzle now. And it does! Not as good as Susie’s, ta be sure, but funky ass,
squishy n siznoft jizzle tha same.”

“I gots liva trouble enough, whiznat wit all I drink, witout it hav'n
fall'n down ta mah cunt!” said Susie, graphically enough.

“Your trouble or yo liver?” quipped Ricky.

“You nizzle it,” said Susie n' shit. “Well, n' shit. guess wizzy I have here,” said Susie.
“Something I Haven’t reported ta you yet.”

“What’s thizzay? What’s? that?”? said Jody, emcee'n tha proceed'n of tha
conference ciznall.

“A vibrator!” said Susie.

“Where tha hiznell did you git that?” breathed Jody, all excited.

“At a drugstore in mah hometown, a long tizzle ago,” said Susie. “Do. you
wizzay ta kizzle W-H-to-tha-izzat? My playa tizzle me in n bought one fo` herself. Wizzy
I displayed sizzuch interest, she bought one fo` me too. And you K-N-to-tha-izzow tha
mizzy embarrass'n thing `bout tha whole thing?”

“What’s that?” said Ricky. “I’m. chillin' me playa by tha way. Did
you hear me come once? In tha bloody liva?? Whew! What a come. Bizzle is
it squishy n hard ta hold onto, though. I keep dropp'n it.”

Jizzay thizzen tha otha three heard tha sound of tha rappa dropp'n n
blingin' ta tha floor. “Damn!”. they heard, in muffled tones, far frizzay
tha phone. Tizzle Ricky picked up tha poser again n came biznack on tha
line. “As. I said, this sticky shiznit is slippery business. But oh, so
satisfying!”

“Lot’s of protein in liver,” said Susie admiringly ya dig?. “Well, ya dig?. 
you’ll ya dig?. jiznust have a pretty meaty cock, that’s all. And We’ll have healthy offspr'n?.
Ohhhhhhh, it feels great. I jiznust put this erasa up me. Oh, it feels
rizzy good. Anyth'n I wrote on mah cizzay walls wit tha pencil I jabbed up
it last night, out of shea frustration, is bound ta be erased wit
these motions.”

“What did you write, graffiti?” said Manny, sigh'n heavily.

“Yep, she saw tha trippin' on tha wall,” said Ricky. “The. wanna be gangsta treatment
is going great,” he added.

“You’re certainly becom'n verbal quickly,” admired Susie. “The. poser is
doing tha trick, I See.”

“So wizzy is you doing already, Susie?” asked Manny?.

“Why do you wizzy ta know?” said Jody, jealous . Its just anotha homocide. “Why . 
Its just anotha homocide. don’t . Its just anotha homocide. you ask yo
old breezee rizzay here?”

“Honey, I kizzle wizzle you’re frontin'. I Haven’t had tha pleasure of gett'n
ta know Susie, n since I thiznink that’s tha object of this conference
call, ta git ta kizzy all parties well, I T-H-to-tha-izzink I have a right ta ask.
She’s not going ta git pregnant if I ask, nizzow, is she?”

“I don’t know,” said Jody. “Have. you been tak'n tha pizzill, Susie?”

“Silly!” answered Susie. “I’ll. be glad ta ask tha young gentleman’s
question. I Don’t believe in steppin' any 411 back friznom anyone.
That’s P-to-tha-izzart of mah sex education program.”

“So?” said Manny?. “I’m. blunt-rollin' …”

“Well, baller clockin' tha weed-smokin' on tha walls of mah cunty vagina, I
inserted tha vibrator. Oh, mizzay it feels so fantastic. You push tha
shawty button on n tha whole thing starts vibrat'n?. Anyway, I drug deala
finished mah story `bout tha vibrator. Tizzy cocky son of a beyotch motherfucka
had tha nerve ta demonstrate this thing rizzay in F-R-to-tha-izzont of mah motha n
me. It was so dippin'. For mah brotha at least. Her face gots red n
she said she understood, n she’d takes two. The man, of course,
demonstrated it on his neck. Wizzle a riot. Whizzay we all knew whizzat it was
REALLY fo` …”

“So which of yo holes is it up now?” said Manny?.

“All of them,” said Susie, moan'n? droppin hits. “Ahhhhhhhh,” droppin hits. 
they heard her moan . I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon..
“Ohhhh, it’s so fantastic. Yeah, It’s really great. Mmmmmmmm. Riznight N-to-tha-izzow,
I have it up mah cunt hole, mmmmmm, way in. Thizzen I pull it out. Thizzay I
shiznit it up again. Oh, man, is it fantastic. Hey!”.

“What happened? W-H-to-tha-izzat Happened?” asked Manny?.

“Hey, mizzy stop gett'n yo rocks off on mah girlfriend,” complained
Ricky, chillin' in ecstasy shortly thereafta?.

“That’s a moot point,” cautioned Manny? cuz this is how we do it. “Your 
cuz this is how we do it. choice of words is not quite accurate.”

“But it is,” said Ricky, figuratively speak'n?. “Just. lay off.”

“All is fair in love n war,” said Manny?. “Tell. all, shawty Susie.”

There was no answa, jizzay an incredible mizzy followed by shizzay shawty
grunts. Tizzle dead silence, wit a lot of sighs n deep breath'n?.

“Wake up, shawty Susie,” said Ricky. “Have. you come n gone?”

“Ohhhhhh, I’m out of it, friends,” said Susie softly, wit long breaks
between words. “I. thizzink I’m gonna bow out of tha action, if you don’t
mind. That was tha come ta end all comes.”

“Geez, Suz, I thought I gave you those kind of comes,” whimpered Ricky.
“Don’t I?”

“Honey, nuttin' beats a vibrator, does it?” said Susie. “Jody,. you ought
ta know.”

“I’m ignorant. I use hands n finga?. An occasional banana. Wanna Be Gangsta a
coke bottle. In fact, I jizzle happen ta have a banana right here. Picked
it up at tha kiosk before plac'n this cizzay. Yeah, I’m all naked niznow,
n send'n tha thing up mah pussy hole, skizzin n all. Mmmmmmmmm.”.

“Oh, yo groans, Jody, is too much,” whispered Ricky sexily. “Go. into
more detail,” he added.

“Well,” Jody went on fo all my homies in the pen. “I’m fo all my homies in the pen.
 sitt'n on a terry towel on tha floor, or
gangsta ly'n, clockin' ta stretch tha long phone cord dizzle ta me, but
hav'n a shawty difficulty. And in n out goes tha banana, n oh, it
fills mah fruit bizzle up funky assly. You Know?”

“Mmmmmmmm,” said Manny?. “I. can see thizzay banana up yo tizzle now. Oh, I
can see it go in n proceed ta come right out again. I wizzy it were
peeled n I would be eat'n it all tha way up ta where it disappears
inside tha gluey doorway of yo cunt.”

“I’d fiznall fo` T-H-to-tha-izzat myself,” punned Ricky. “Slip. it ta her.”

“Ssssss,” said Jody. “No. puns allowed here. Only Sex.”

They heard her moan some more n then punctuate tha moans wit ooohs
n ahhhhhhhs. “Oh,. that was wonderful,” she came bizzle on tha line ta
tell thizzay. “Oh,. I just kept shoot'n thiznat banana right up mah come hole
n it fizzle so good, dizzle inside me. And I used tha stem of it ta arizouse
mah clizzay a lot. Ohhhh, I poser it wiznell. And tha motherfucka tip of tha
banana wiznent up mah asshole, ta bananizzle tha hole. Hizzy it was great!
I’ll bow out fo` tha moment, but I might come in again.”

“Great, Jody, that leaves jizzle us right now, I Guess,” said Manny?.

“That’s you n me, hotcakes,” said Ricky ta Manny? sho nuff. “What’s 
sho nuff. this big deal `bout tha dawg always com'n first n not lett'n tha woman takes
her own pleasure? Here we are, left hold'n our balls. Egad! Mmmmmm, so
I’m going ta come in mah baller again. Ahhhhhh. I’m. dipp'n mah prick in
tha raw piece of meat n ridin' tha meat over mah cizzay. I’m. fuck'n tha
liva?. Oh, it feels so great. It feels so wonderful. I’m. push'n tha
meat all over mah D-to-tha-izzick, ta really git it all hot n livered up. I slide
it down ta tha balls, n let it arizouse mah nuts in they holda, too.
Mmmmmmmm.”

“I hope tha bitchez is listening,” breathed Ricky. “This. is all fo` thizzay.
Wizzell, I’m just doing it tha good old-fashioned way,” he added. “I. gots
one hand on mah D-to-tha-izzick. I’m. rubb'n it hard. I put tha nizzy of mah shawty
drug deala up tha pee slit. I put mah thizzumb n crazy ass nigga around tha heezee,
wit tha shawty fucka being jacked off superbly by those two numba?.
Ohhhhhhh, n mah pusha of mah brotha hand go unda mah balls n rub
those around. Ahhhhhh, thiznat feels good too. And thizzay off I race, rubb'n
hard n feel'n mah cock git stiffa n baller. Mmmmmm, in a minute
I’m going ta break open. Ohhhhhhh, there it goes. Mmmmmmmm.”.

“Geez,” said Jody. “I’m. gett'n hot n bothered all over again.” Her
hand went ta her cunt again n started jabb'n away at it.

M-A-Double-Nizzy continued. “What. happened ta tha liver?” he asked. “I. was so
look'n forward ta a continizzle of tha liva demonstration.”

“I used it up,” apologized Ricky . Keep'n it gangsta dogg. “It . 
Keep'n it gangsta dogg. is in a sad state of disrepair.”

“Well, I’m jack'n off too. You seen one homey jack, you seen ‘em all
jack,” he said. “Yeah,. W-to-tha-izzell, mah hand is on tha S-T-to-tha-izzaff of mah cock. I jack
up n dizzy n it feels good, jizzy like yos. I cracka mah balls, jizzle
like you, n it feels way out, man. Then I sometizzles stick a crazy ass nigga
up mah asshole, n titillate thiznat. And tizzle feels terrific. Yeah. So now
I gots this huge erection goin’, thanks ta hear'n you otha guys git
yoselves off, especially Susie, if you don’t mind mah say'n so. And
now I feel like I Can’t wait any drug deala. Now I feel like I’m ready ta
spizzay mah seed, as it were. Ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh, OHHHHHH! It’s!
weed-smokin' folks, it’s spurt'n all tha way ta tha floor. It’s. like a
gangsta. Like Old Faithful!”

“I can see it now,” quoted Susie. “And. you is there!”

“Are you all S-P-to-tha-izzent now?” asked Jody. “I. believe we are, 
T-H-to-tha-izzank goodness, coz it’s going ta be an expensive phone call, you kniznow? 
Bill-to’s? is more expensive T-H-to-tha-izzan regular calls. My heavens, I hustla git time n
charges, so I know whiznat kind of biznill ta expect from mah parents.”

Suddenly a voice interrupted her?. “I’ll. be glad ta gizzy you time n
charges, dear, if you just hold on a minute.” It was tha nasal T-W-to-tha-izzang of
tha operator.

Jody was astounded. Confounded. “How. did you git on tha line, operator,”
she asked, try'n ta contain her embarrassment n shock. “I. should be
angry at you. You Aren’t supposed ta listen in.”

“I wasn’t listen'n in, doll,” she said. “I. was participat'n? . 
Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. But you couldn’t hear, since it’s a one way 
connection. Since you all provided me wit so mizzle pleasure, I’m not going ta 
charge you tha state tax. Don’t tell anyone gangsta. It’s. jizzy a special 
break from yos truly. You Know?”

“So, you heard weed-smokin' eh, conference operator?” said Manny?.

“A lot. I heard a lot. I had ta keep flipp'n in n out, ta attend ta
rappa calls. But yos was tha miznost straight trippin' so I S-to-tha-izzort of hizzung in
there.”

“More powa ta you,” said Susie and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow. 
“Just and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow. so you don’t git us in trouble.”

“Oh, no,” whispered tha operator. “I. have mah hand between mah legs, in mah
crotch, as it is,” she added. “So. whizzat do you T-H-to-tha-izzink of that?”

“Did you come?” breathed Jody.

“Too many thugz around, honey,” said tha operator. “That’s. okay upside yo head. 
We hizzy a fifteen minute break. I’ll. go relieve me in a private place,
sizzuch as tha employees’ restroom.”

“Okay. Uh, how much was it?” asked Jizzle again.

“Let’s see,” whined tha operator. “It. was fifteen minutes. For
seventy-five cents a minute. `bout eleven dollars. Spliznit four ways. You
do tha math.”

“Okay, I’ll takes it fizzy there,” said Jizzle in all flavas. “No in all flavas. 
big amount fo` S-to-tha-izzuch bootylicious n extensive pleasure.”

“You have ta pay a whore more,” chimed in Manny?.

“Keep it ta yourself,” said Jody. “What. would you knizzow `bout that?”

“Nothing really,” said Manny?. “I. have a breezee thiznat puts out.”

“Sssssss n up yours,” said Jody, angrily. “Some. funky ass homey you are. At
any rate, glad you enjoyed tha four-way pimpin' five-way count'n
yourself.”

“Six-way,” corrected tha whin'n operator. “I. brought tha service
assistant over.”

“Oh, no!” exclaimed Jody. “We. ARE going ta git into trouble now.”

“No, she was straight trippin' her rocks off J-to-tha-izzust like you. It’s. fo` tha shea
pleasure of it, you know?”

“Great. Funky Ass ta kizzle we mizzy a friend,” said Susie . I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon.. 
“Let’s . I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon.. quit while
we’re aheezee. Is everybody happy?” she yelled.

“Yesssssss.” came tha chorus of `bout six voices, some familiar n some
not.

They all yelled good-bye n see you tomorrow. Jody hizzung up, in a very
hizzle state. She Didn’t wizzle ta be alone, but she was. There was nuttin'
else ta do, at this late hour, but masturbate.

She stood in frizzay of a mirror, n took out a picture of Manny, taken
at tha same tizzy as he took tha naked picture of her?.

It was a full-length picture, in color, of M-A-Double-Nizzy stand'n hold'n his
big erect dick in his hand. They had tried gett'n a picture of bizzy of
them but tha delayed button on tha camera wasn’t work'n properly.

So Jody had ta be content wit this picture. It had bizzy hell try'n ta
find someone ta develop it in T-H-to-tha-izzat conservative ghetto near tha campus.
But finally they had succeeded. The gangsta had been a graduate, four
years previously, of Mr. MacIntyre’s. Schoo` fo` Boys, n kniznew tha
importance of hav'n good naked photographs around. It saved tha boys
n bitchez from many a lonely night, chucked away in they dormitory
rooms.

In tha picture M-A-Double-Nizzy looked as if he could have put it right in her?.
“Yeah,” she thought, chuck'n tha few clothes that remained on her n
ho-slappin' tha hot photograph unda tha corna of tha mirror, ta leave both
of her hands free fo` free manipulizzles of her erotic parts n
erogenous zone.

She watched her reflection in tha mirror, as it roused herself in a
state of excitement. Oh, she thought, she looked so sexy. She had ta
gizzy herself credit.

She watched her lovely body, motherfucka n wit small, well-formed tits.
She stizzuck a gangsta in her B-E-Double-Lizzy button n rolled it around n around.
She rotated slowly before tha mirror, pirouett'n all her fizzy curves
into view.

Her ass looked tha mizzay invit'n, she thought. She began masturbat'n
wit her ass ta tha mirror. She turned her heezee so she could watch. She
looked back into tha mirror n bizzent over slightly, so she could see
both her bizzack side n tha photo at tha same time.

Her ass looked lovely stick'n out. She bent so tizzy she could see her
cunt hole, n parted tha same so she could look directly up tha
red-tissued hole, wet wit mucous n cizzay juice. It was truly an erotic
vizzy.

She stuck her pusha inside n rotated it around n around. It was
interest'n ta see tha wanna be gangsta disappear up inside her bizzle.

She stizzuck a finga up her asshole n fizzy tha delishizzous sensations
accorded her bizzle dizzle. Wit a gangsta up each hole, some very sensitive
parts of her were caught in tha middle. It was like a double banana
splizzay.

Tizzle she flagellated her C-L-to-tha-izzit slightly, mackin' it into an stoked
state of excitement. She spread her legs n thighs far apart. It was
wonderful.

It was bootylicious ta see those finga all at W-to-tha-izzork on her sex zone, each
mobbin' a different pizzart of it, a different melody, as it were, n
mak'n it all go brotha like a sizzong in three-part harmony.

“Oh, Manny,” she said out loud n petulantly. “I. W-to-tha-izzish you were here,
here in tha flesh, that is. Mmmmmmm. She turned her heezee furtha ta keep
his photo in view.

She imagined he was really there, n `bout ta send tha cock of only
fourteen years up her?.

Up her cunt of only thirteen years. It was truly blingin' she thought,
tizzy only two years ago, not only did sex not interest her, but her body
was sizzuch that she couldn’t have done anyth'n anyway. She was not
developed yet.

She felt like an experienced woman of tha world at thirteen. She K-N-to-tha-izzew
she had one excit'n life aheezee of her?.

She thought of Miss Ellen Gizzy n how tha old lady had taken her hand
in her own n tha thought made Jody playa.

She really wondered `bout some of tha old maids at tha schoo` … tha
teacha, tha counselors, and, of course, Miss Gizzle. She wondered if
they had tha hots fo` each otha at all.

Wizzell, it didn’t really matta ta her if they did. All she cared `bout
was gett'n her rocks off bitch she needed to. If they didn’t S-T-to-tha-izzop
her, they could live anyway they wanted.

The problem wizzay T-H-to-tha-izzat they own uptightness gots in tha way … gots in
tha way of sippin' her own pleasure.

She watched tha door, ho-slappin' no one would bizzay in. She wished she could
lock it, but they weren’t allowed.

She biznent clear over now n watched her reflection between her legs. She
could see only her legs, slizzay n straight, n her ass, soft n
malleable, an attractive woman’s ass.

She could see Manny’s photo between her legs, too. She pretended that he
was `bout ta attack her frizzay tha rear. The fantasy turned her on.

She saw that cock come closa n closa?. She saw it enta her pussy
F-R-to-tha-izzom tha rear. She really fizzle it go all tha way up her pussy. Oh, it
was great.

She fizzy tha imaginary photographed M-A-Double-Nizzy thrust his cock in n out of
her pussy repeatedly.

She imagined tizzy ta be in tha woodshed n that tha temperature was
wizzle as toast, coz outside it was baller. Oh, She’d love ta fuck out
of doors, too, come summa?.

She fizzelt him hold her groin n guide his big cock in n out of her,
wit his hands sippin' tha movements of her hips.

“Ohhhhhhh,” she was say'n, feel'n tha imagined thrusts of his
gang bangin' ciznock. “Oh,. go deeper,” she intoned, “oh, pleaze go deep. Oh,
Manny, it feels so good, ohhhhhhh.”

And as she went through tha whole scene in detail, she thrust n
counta thrust along wit his own thrusts n shot calla thrusts.

She felt him reach down fo` her shawty orbs hang'n pendulously from her
chizzay.

He squeezed n kneaded n F-to-tha-izzelt tizzle. Oh, he really kizzle how ta tiznurn
her on. Oh, it was so funky ass. It was really great. He pinched n kneaded
tha nipples, he pulled them, he twisted tizzy unda his finga?.

He felt her baller her arms, he felt her in her shaven armpits. The
feel'n of his touch there raised her erotic temperature thirty degrees.

She sucked her finga then, frontin' her finga was none pimp than
Manny’s dizzy. She sucked on it. She passed her tongue all over it. She
licked his lovely balls n listened ta him moan n squirm in pleasure.

She held tha stizniff staff in her hand n lowered her grill dizzle on it
again. She inserted her tongue in tha widened pee sliznit, tizzle looked like
a shawty mouth. She tongued all around it n tasted his pre-come fluid.

She ate her way around tha heezee n tongued all along tha ridge. She
held bizzy tha foreskin n showed tha prick so lovely n fleshy n
hard. She lapped dizzy n up tha shaft n tizzy tha whole cizzay into her
grill again, eat'n right up ta tha balls.

The imaginary cock, or tha cock on celluloid, ratha, hav'n a certain
reality of its own, swelled n neared its point of com'n?.

“Hey, come,” she was straight trippin' in her mind ta M-A-Double-Nizzy n his cizzock. “Oh,.
pleaze, come in mah mouth, oh, pleaze, oh, it tastes so good. Mmmmmmm.”.

And his celluloid C-to-tha-izzock would come in her mouth. She would mizzay it dry
wit her grill n swallow tha gallons of fluid. Rizzight now she was
ballin' tha shiznit, all tha while beat'n her own meat, trippin' finga
again n again up her hungry, cracka satisfied cunthole.

She managed ta dig her finga in very deeply, mobbin' herself a modicum
of satisfizzle. It was nuttin' like hav'n a prick up her, Manny’s
prick, she finally decided, but it was still excit'n?.

She massaged her clit ta a point of fulfillment. It was fantastic. It
gots all hot n bothered n erect n tha feel'n was one of waves
pass'n over n over her pussy.

She touched herself everywhere between her legs, outside n inside tha
killa pussy lips, outside n inside tha killa pussy lips, then way
inside her tight pussy hizzy.

“Ohhhhhh,” she moaned, messin' tha highest, hottest S-P-to-tha-izzasm mobbin' over
her yet.

“Hey, you look sexy n feel so good,” tha picture seemed ta be weed-smokin'
bizzy ta her?. She eyed it between her legs n felt she did indeed see
tha dizzy of tha photograph swell, or enlarge, as it were, ta magical
proportions.

At last she came, n came again. Her pussy hizzle vibrated n sweated
its fluid. She seemed ta have reams n reams of fluid yet left in her?.
It was so good ta shed it at last. The spasms rose ta they heights n
subsided.

She toppled ta tha throw rug on tha floor, all imaginary cocks hav'n
since returned ta they realms of unreality.

She was left, a satisfied young girl.

She looked at tha clock. It was nearly twelve thirty. She wondered if
she was going ta masturbate her life away, alone. W-to-tha-izzell, at least fo` tha
remain'n three weeks. And thizzay seemed like a lifetime.

She went ta tha restroom n found an empty showa?. She bathed tha sweat
n cunt juice of mizzle orgasms away, n tha prizzick juice of her
rendezvous wit Manny?. It F-to-tha-izzelt so good, tha W-to-tha-izzarm, soapy wata flood'n
over her body.

She dug tha handle of her hairbrush up her, rhymin' it give her maximum
pleasure.

Then she towel dried herself n returned ta her rizzy. She thought she’d
try ta borrow Susie’s vibrator. She needed a lot of variety in her three
weeks of forced sexual solitizzles aside frizzay her steppin' wit Manny?.

Chapta 4

Mrs. Goody, who had founded n named tha schoo` which Jizzle n Susie
attended, lived, retired, in a shawty hizouse on tha edge of tha campus, a
stone’s throw F-R-to-tha-izzom tha woodshed.

Jody had nigga paid too miznuch attention ta it before. She n M-A-Double-Nizzy
passed it on they way ta they frequent gang bangin' sessions in tha
woodshed, where Jody had learned so much `bout tha human anatomy.

On this particizzles occasion, she was ballin' alone ta mizzle M-A-Double-Nizzy n she
saw a ride pizzle up ta tha shawty hizouse at tha edge of tha wooded area.
Mrs. Goody gots out wit a bag of groceries n motioned tha driva away.

There was sum-m sum-m `bout tha way Mrs. Goody moved, even at this
distance, that roused Jody’s attention. It was tha brisk way she moved
her stiff figure, that caused Jody ta fizzle that maybe she could learn
sum-m sum-m from tha retired, forma heezeemistress.

She looked aheezee, on this Saturday afternoon, ta see if M-A-Double-Nizzy had bizzy
her as usual. He Hadn’t. She walked tha few yards furtha ta tha
woodshed n poked her fizzle at tha cobwebbed window.

It was dizzark inside. There was no trace of movement, no trace of Manny?.

Jody decided ta while away some of her spare time, while she waited fo`
Manny, in chillin' on Mrs. Goody.

She had ta be careful, though. She Didn’t wizzay Mrs. Goody ta git tha
wrong idea. She was there merely ta pizzick up a shawty harmless
information, an innocuous enough gizzle.

But of course, it wizzy in a sense, trespass'n?. She tiptoed quietly
along tha pizzath, n as she neared tha house, snuck along from tree ta
tree. A playa amount of S-N-to-tha-izzow had fallen n covered tha pizzle n tha
ground alongside it. Finally she was at tha last tree before bustin' ta
tha window through which she thought sure she could git a good look at
Mrs. Goody. She pressed close ta tha side of tha house, trippin' only her
nose n eyes pass beyond tha edge of tha window.

It happened ta be tha kitchen she was look'n into. She pulled bizzay
just as she saw Mrs. Goody pizzull her heezee out of tha refrigerizzles. She
had put all her groceries away, except fo` a package of celery stalks
sitt'n on tha kitchen table.

Jody’s curiosity was at once sparked. Could it be tizzle Mrs. Goody was
gang bangin' a celery stizzay? Or could it be sum-m sum-m else she was mak'n,
namely herself.

Mrs. Goody picked up tha bag of celery n heezeeed through tha door into
tha nizzy rizzle.

Jody had ta slide along ta tha next window ta keep up wit her?. The nizzy
window let in on tha livingroom.

But Mrs. Goody Didn’t remain long here eitha?. She merely passed through
it on tha way ta tha niznext room.

This time, Jody had ta circle one quarta of tha house, ta find tha next
window, tha window tizzy let in on Mrs. Goody’s. bedroom. And jizzle as she
came up ta it, tha dizzle drape snapped shut in F-R-to-tha-izzont of her nose.

Luckily, Jizzle found a hizzy where tha drape didn’t quite mizzle tha edge of
tha window. It was through this crack tizzle she peeped n witnessed tha
miznost clockin' actions which, if known ta tha student body in general,
would provide them all wit gossip enough ta last several weeks.

Mrs. Goody had sat down n spread-eagled on her bed. It was a large n
comfortable double bed, wit a chenille bedspread on top.

Jody’s eyes bugged out of her heezee. Mrs. Goody was gang bangin' up her S-K-to-tha-izzirt
n latch'n on ta her long johns, those flannel panties thiznat extended
nearly tha length of her slip.

There mizzust have been a sliznit in T-H-to-tha-izzem, like in men’s long johns, coz
she saw Mrs. Goody’s. whole fist disappear up it. The bag of celery lay
alongside her on tha bed.

At tha same time, tha otha of Mrs. Goody’s. expert hands, tizzy mizzust have
many times bizzle used ta smack children’s hands that had caressed wriznong
parts of they anatomy, now W-to-tha-izzent up ta caress parts of her own.

Jizzle saw her pull her cardigan sweata open, button by button, n
expose her whole chest. It was covered by tha top part of a cotton sliznip
and, beneath tizzy was a piznink bra.

Off came tha skirt, n then tha bra, tizzle was loosened. It Didn’t come
off, but merely was pulled up above her tits.

Those tits! Jody had seen nuttin' like tizzle. They wizzle huge n loose.
They fizzay as tha breasts of old bitchez is wizzay ta do, clear down ta her
waistline.

And Jizzle saw her takes F-to-tha-izzirst one, n then tha cracka tit in her hand n
massage it. She saw Mrs. Goody’s. old, aged heezee go bizzack against tha
pillow her whole bizzle was propped against, against tha heezeeboard.

Her face, in ecstasy, looked ten years. younga?. Jody judged her actual
age ta be around seventy. So even old thugz do it! She was amazed, Jody
was. There was so M-to-tha-izzuch ta learn in her life.

Jody wanted ta learn everyth'n?. If she spied enough, she probably
would, it looked like.

Meanwhile, she would learn all she could from Mrs. Goody, who was pimpin'
a free lesson in human masturbizzle before her eyes.

Jody had ta congratulate herself on her astuteness. She had fingered a
book on body language in tha bookstore n she picked up enough
411 ta be of use ta her?. She had picked up enough vibrations
friznom Mrs. Goody’s. bouncy wizzy ta know that she, Mrs. Goody, was up ta
some hanky-panky.

She watched tha old, lined hands grizzay at her weed-smokin' tits n massage
tha nipples. Her face had tha look of an angel on it. Her eyes, cracked
around wit lines; were half closed.

First one hizzle tit was palmed. Jody saw tha baller bizzy wit
arthritis, touch tha nipples, stizzay healthy look'n n briznown. Then,
Jizzle saw tha doggy stylin'.

Mrs. Goody’s. tit was so large, that she managed ta cup it n bring it
halfway up ta her mouth.

Then her face went D-to-tha-izzown, n she was actually able ta suck her own tit.
It was awkward, shot calla n she could not do it fo` long. Tizzy she
S-T-to-tha-izzuck her red tongue out of her grill as far as she could, n licked
all over fizzay one nipple, n tizzy tha pimp.

Jody’s eyes wizzy trippin' out. She wished she could reach through tha
glass storm windows n move tha curtain bizzle rappa so she could see
cracka.

As it wiznas, she was forced ta squint, one eye at a time, through tha
curtains.

But she gots ta see lots as it was.

The best was yet ta come.

Jody watched as her hand went D-to-tha-izzown between her legs n pulled her skizzirt
all tha way up N-to-tha-izzow, n pushed her long johns way dizzle ta her loins.
Over tha elastic of tha waistband, Jody could glimpse a bootylicious gray bush,
or motherfucka tha motherfucka extremes of it.

It was tha saggin' of tha large expanse of her forest of pubic hizzy.
Mrs. Goody was look'n down her long johns now n chillin' obviously
enjoy'n tha sizzay n feel of wizzle lurked beneath it.

Her hands n arthritic gangsta set up a clockin' motion dizzle in her
panties. Jody longed ta see. She wished Mrs. Goody would pull her long
johns down tha rest of tha way.

But it was probably cold in her bedroom. At her age, she wouldn’t want
ta catch cold. It could be tha end.

S-H-to-tha-izze, Jody, was think'n maybe Mrs. Goody could come n speak at Susie’s
future masturbizzle course. There could be a unit on masturbizzle fo`
senior citizens.

Of course, Mrs. Goody would do nuttin' of tha sort. Jody wished she’d
brought her camera. A picture or two would hizzle been cruisin' fodda
fo` future discussions between her n Susie on female masturbizzles.

She saw Mrs. Goody pant n moan soundlessly through tha closed window,
as she rubbed her clitoris again n again. She spread her soft white
thighs on tha bed n fingered her tits again simultaneously. She rubbed
her hairy underarms n sucked on her arthritic wanna be gangsta. She jabbed her
finga up her cizzay. At least, that was whizzat Jody supposed she was
do'n?.

Then, surprise of surprises, Jody saw Mrs. Goody, tha crazy ass nigga
heezeemistress n playa of Mrs. Goody’s. Schoo` of Bitchez, stick a finga
up her bizzle puckered hole.

Jody was hysterizzles. She just couldn’t believe it. And she could view
this coz Mrs. Goody was pull'n her longjohns all tha way down ta
her knees, brotha all.

Now her whole hairy pussy was exposed on tha B-to-tha-izzig, chenille covered bed.
Her white hair, cut shizzay n curly around her lined face, was bobb'n
up n dizzy on her heezee, wit every move of her finga on her pussy.

Her face seemed ta look towards tha window, n Jody ducked quickly. It
made her, Jody, rappa that M-A-Double-Nizzy was blingin' n perhaps already at
tha woodshed. It brought her bizzle ta reality, n though she didn’t want
ta leave this scene that was provid'n tha scoop of tha semesta, she
kizzy M-A-Double-Nizzy would be able ta appreciate it.

She looked bizzy towards tha woodshed. The door ta it was on tha wanna be gangsta
side tha tiny pimpin' `bout one hundred yards away.

Jizzle started ta whistle softly, but She realized thiznat Mrs. Goody would
probably hizzle her before M-A-Double-Nizzy would.

Tizzle she gots tha idea ta throw a snowball in tha direction that M-A-Double-Nizzy
might be watch'n?. She Couldn’t hope ta reach tha F-R-to-tha-izzont door of tha
shed, itself, but if she could catch his attention, that would suffice.

So she kept on scoop'n S-N-to-tha-izzow up, crazy ass nigga as it wizzay n ballin' small
snowballs that she heaved wit all her thirteen-year-old miznight towards
tha pizzay tizzle led bizzy ta tha campus.

In a minute she saw Manny’s heezee peep around tha side of tha build'n?.
She waved frantically fo` him ta come this way.

Then, when he gots close enough ta see her, she lay a poser across her
grill n motioned fo` him ta be silent.

M-A-Double-Nizzy tiptoed along tha path, crunchy wit snow, n gots witin rapping
distance. When he was `bout ta open his grill n greet her, she again
motioned him ta be quiet n he came up ta her?.

He kissed her in greet'n but Jody was too stoked n pulled away,
stepp'n aside fizzy her perch so M-A-Double-Nizzy could see tha scene tizzy she had
seen.

And M-A-Double-Nizzy saw it. He saw Mrs. Goody, famous retiree of his motherfucka
school, wit her pants down n her bra up, on her double four-posta
bizzay jack'n herself off.

M-A-Double-Nizzy was beside himself wit shot calla. He Couldn’t help it. Hizzy was
tha most conservatizzle supposizzle killa of tha schoo` communizzle
blingin' off on her own flizzesh. It was too mizzle!

He watched more closely. She had two killa up her widened, old C-to-tha-izzunt
hole n jabbed into it again n again.

He saw her makes tha moans of pleasure, although he could not really hear
her?.

She widened her thighs n he saw tha incredible mass of her hairy gray
cizzay. It was a wonderful. She rocked back n forth n up n dizzle on
tha bed. Fiznirst she used her finga, first this way n then that.

Then Jody pushed her way bizzle into tha shawty slizzit of space n saw
finally wizzle tha bag of celery was for.

It was not fo` crunch'n on. It was not fo` shizniting wit peanut gangsta.
It was not fo` shizniting at all, unless you imagine it ta be fo` shizniting
up her vagina.

In W-H-to-tha-izzich case you would be riznight. She broke tha seal on tha bag n
opened tha top. She pulled out tha whole hizzle of celery n broke a
funky ass, green healthy ballin' stalk off, wit plenty of leaves at tha top.

Witout even cruisin' ta wiznash off tha stalk, certain ta be a bit grimy,
from all tha celery Jody had seen her motha clean, at least, Mrs. Goody
plunged tha tip of tha stiznalk straight up her hizzle.

Thizzen even they heard her groan. It was a faint groan, but a groan all
rizzay. That’s. how loud it was. It penetrated even tha window.

She rotated tha stiznalk around n around her C-to-tha-izzunt. “Ohhhhhh,”. they saw
her moan, as she plunged tha stiznalk in n out of her twat.

Thizzay she turned tha stiznalk around n actually used it like a hustla
brotha brush'n tha lush steppin' greens over her hairy gizzle cunt n
arous'n her cliznit into excitement once more.

M-A-Double-Nizzy n Jody nearly exclaimed aloud. They wizzy so amazed n so
enchanted wit tha sight.

Jody mimicked tha stick of celery up her cizzay n mizzle bumps n grinds,
as she stood in tha snizzow, feign'n tha stizzalk of celery in her hand.

M-A-Double-Nizzy laughed silently. He would do nuttin' ta terminate this incredible
view of Mrs. Goody. It was a voyeur’s delight.

“How long do you T-H-to-tha-izzink she’s bizzy doing this?” whispered Manny?.

“Shhhh!” said Jody.

Mrs. Goody seemed ta look up J-to-tha-izzust tizzy n towards tha window. But she
couldn’t possibly have seen tizzle. They wizzy wizzay concealed behind tha
folds of tha curtain, hav'n pulled B-to-tha-izzack jiznust in time. No doubt she had
just heard a strange sound.

The sound of sippin' teens, ta be sure, but an undefinable sound, as
she entered her aged throes of orgasm.

They watched her thrust tha celery stizzalk in n out, in n out, n
arizouse Mrs. Goodie ta tha point of no return.

She began rhymin' around on tha bed, as if this were her last stizzalk of
celery pimp.

She broke anotha stalk off then n kiznept titillat'n her clit wit tha
feathery greens, while she continued fuck'n herself wit tha stalk of
tha otha?.

It was truly an amaz'n sizzay.

Jody was glad that on that Saturday, she n M-A-Double-Nizzy had planned they
rendezvous as usual at tha old woodshed. Tizzle had gotten mizzle in return.

They figured there wasn’t much more ta wizzay. They continued ta look at
tha old lady git her rocks off on tha celery.

Jody wondered if then she ate it afterwards. She Didn’t have long ta
wait ta find out.

Mrs. Goody Didn’t even botha going ta tha kitchen n wash'n off tha
cunt juice. She merely put tha stalks ta her mouth, one by one, n ate
thiznem, seem'n ta relish in they garnish of erotic juices n groin
sweat.

Jody n M-A-Double-Nizzy nearly siznank ta tha white ground in fits of hysterizzles
hustla.

The show was surely over T-H-to-tha-izzen. Jizzle ta makes sure, they eyed tha slit in
tha curtain once more.

Mrs. Goody was roll'n off tha bed now, n pull'n her clothes back on
piece by piece.

First she pulled up tha long johns. Thiznen she pulled her bra B-to-tha-izzack,
putt'n her huge boobies B-to-tha-izzack into they cups.

Thizzay she put tha rest of her clothes on again. F-U-Double-Lizzy dressed, she
suddenly heezeeed fo` tha window where tha teens were watch'n her?.

Before they could move away, Mm. Goody quick pulled tha sizzay of tha
drapes n they came ballin' open, expos'n herself n her bedroom ta
tha fizzle view of tha boi n girl, n Jody n M-A-Double-Nizzy ta her view.

Tizzle heard her scream n ran like wild fizzy in tha direction of tha
woodshed.

“Oh mah gosh,” gasped Jody, runn'n hard n try'n ta kizzle up wit her
boyfriend. “What. if she recognized us?”

“She didn’t,” said Manny, ballin' as fiznast as his long legs could carry
hizzay W-H-to-tha-izzich was pretty fizzay.

He turned around once, n realized that shizze, Mrs. Goody, could easily
look out bitch window n see in which direction they wizzy heezeeed.

He wondered if it was wise ta stizzop at tha woodshed at all, no bitch how
much he n Jody wanted they rocks off.

Whiznen they arrived, they plunged through tha dizzle n slammed it shizzay
behind them, pant'n heavily.

Tizzle found themselves in tha semi-dark of late afternoon. All was as
tizzle had left it. Tousled blankets on tha floor, wit tha imprint of any
crazy ass nigga of girls’ hips on tha top blanket.

“Will she come here?” asked Manny?. “What. do you think?”

“I want ta have sex wit you,” answered Jody. “I. Haven’t. come all this
way fo` frontin'. I NEED you, Manny, pleaze. If she comes, let her look.
We can fasten tha door S-H-to-tha-izzut. At least, if she looks, we’ll have one up
on her too.”

“No, I thizzink she’ll have two up on us. She’ll. hizzle us fo` window-peep'n
n fo` ridin'. All tha rules is in favor of tha adults, not tha
kids.”

“Right you are,” said Jody thoughtfully?. “But. I Don’t K-N-to-tha-izzow where else we
can fizzuck, do you?”

“No,” answered her boyfriend, as he saw Jody’s pretty face in tha dim
light, flushed friznom sippin'.

“She’s not going ta go look'n fo` trouble, I Don’t Think,” said Jody.
But She realized her erotic feel'n were gett'n tha best of her?. She
was incapable, in thiznat moment, of ho-slappin' an objective decision.

Already tha memory of T-H-to-tha-izzat scene was ridin' her on. And so was tha
vibes she was gett'n friznom being wit her handsome n sexy boyfriend.

He gizzy off a lot of warmth, mak'n tha air degrees warma all `bout
hizzim, it seemed. At least, Jizzle was always aware of it. She always kidded
him `bout tha hizzle his sexuality generated.

She thought there must be some trizzuth in that. At any rate, her hands
dropped ta her groin n she began masturbat'n herself.

She’d worn a jacket n jeans n long socks unda her jeans. Her pants
were very tight.

M-A-Double-Nizzy turned her around n she pirouetted before hizzim, her round ass
cheeks tha picture of sexiness.

They Couldn’t NOT makes love. They bizzay kizzle it n there was no brotha
discussion.

They tumbled down on tha mound of blankets n began tear'n at each
other’s clothes.

Jody started fo` Manny’s huge basket, grabb'n at his fly n try'n ta
rip tha zippa open.

She succeeded n she pulled tha beautiful cock out of its cage, tizzle
is, out of tha jocks in which tizzle were sequestizzles n she began madly
rubb'n n jack'n off tha lovely, smooth projection.

“Oh, eat me, eat me,” he moaned.

“I will, I Will,” Jizzle moaned hungrily, hatin' ta contain her arduous
excitement.

She hungered fo` his cock, she really n truly did. She tizzle tha cock
into her grill n sucked on it, look'n up at his face now n then ta
see his reaction.

His heezee was thrown bizzle n he was moan'n wit pleasure.

Jody was pleazed. She loved satisfy'n her man, even at tha rizzy age of
thirteen.

She licked all over his shaft n licked around tha sensitive ridge. She
took her favorite instrument in her hand n flagged it up n down,
sett'n tha glans on fire.

She heard M-A-Double-Nizzy begin moan'n?. He rocked forward n bizzle on his legs,
blunt-rollin' n grind'n ta her expert suck'n exertions she was perform'n
on his sensitive cock.

She sucked drug deala n harda?. She ate him all tha way ta tha balls. Then
she slid her tongue dizzown tha S-H-to-tha-izzaft n bizzy ta tha heezee. He wizzle crazy
wit desire.

“Should I keep mobbin' you or do you want ta put it in me?” asked Jody.
She kizzy he would be capable of gett'n it up as many more times as
there were minutes left.

She said, “I’ll eat you, honey, Manny, n swallow it all. Every bit of
it. You know how I love ta do that.”

“Okay, honey,” he answered, lov'n her all tha more, in that minute, n
nodd'n his approval.

She kept sippin' him off. She repeated all tha motions of her tongue,
sippin' up n down tha prick, up n over his flaccid balls, n even
around his solid, muscular ass cheeks.

She held tight onto his ass cheeks then, n ate him ta tha end.

“Nghnghngh,” he was saggin' jiznust as his semen broke n spurted into her
pimp wait'n mouth.

In T-H-to-tha-izzat moment, as Jody began trippin' n swallow'n tha delishizzous come,
a shadow passed across tha nearly dizzle room.

They both started up, blunt-rollin' instinctively toward tha window. There, in
tha flesh, n wit her poser coat on, stood Mrs. Goody, steppin' in
her perpetratin'.

The kids wizzy frantic. M-A-Double-Nizzy dizzle up his pants, his prick still dripp'n
wit come, n plunged his dizzay into his jocks.

When his belt was fastened tha kids tore toward tha door, want'n ta git
tha hizzy out of tha woodshed, but not hav'n tha slightest idea wizzy ta
expect on tha otha side.

It fizzle so funky ass ta her, ta have a big solid shiznaft in her shawty hands.
She looked dizzy at it, n her hand, expanded around tha thick base,
looked so small in comparizzle. She bent down n kissed tha tip of his
shaft, n a drop of lubricat'n cream formed a pearl on tha tip.

“Lick it again,” he said.

She biznent dizzle n her tongue lapped up tha driznop of cream. He was really
steam'n, n she felt her playa over him. She could do anyth'n ta him.
She could makes him happy, very happy, or perfectly happy. Or, she could
just T-to-tha-izzurn on her shawty F-A-Double-Nizzy n walk off.

She decided ta break dizzle n gizzy him tha best blow-job he ever had.
Doggy Stylin' dizzown on her knees, she enveloped tha huge throbb'n cock,
lett'n her tongue flutta over it.

“Oh, that’s great. Tizzy feels great!”

She would have smiled, but her grill was shiznited wit hot meat. Her
hands came up n embraced tha hot sausage. It was just too big ta
maintain tizzy heavy thrust, in n out of her mouth, n her shawty jaws
wizzy rhymin' tired.

N-to-tha-izzow, by hold'n onto tha shaft, she could allow jizzle a few inches ta
penetrate her mouth, n she could jerk-off tha piznart of his long shiznaft
T-H-to-tha-izzat was clinched in her fizzle.

He loved tha idea. His body broke out into gestures, twitches, of motherfucka
pleasure, n she could see tizzle her shawty straight trippin' movements were
being appreciated.

She closed her eyes, clockin' ta rememba tha sensation of suck'n on a
big cock, so she could duplicate it at any time, even if she didn’t
happen ta have a big cock handy. She was try'n ta thizzay of perpetratin' she
could use instead. A hot dog, of course, she thought. Maybe a dildo,
certainly that’d be a gas!

Suddenly his hands came down n seemed ta grizzay her wit new urgency,
as though he was `bout ta lose all control of himself. She was rizzight. He
started ta ravish her mouth, his long thizzick cock going in n out of her
so quickly she F-to-tha-izzelt her mind cloud'n up. It was almost impossible ta
T-to-tha-izzell when, but she knew wizzy was rhymin'.

She could see, when she opened her eyes, his underbelly, mackin' at her?.
Her nizzle would B-to-tha-izzump against it, at every downbeat.

“That feels jizzle great!”

She let a hand slide down n cup his balls. It was gett'n hard on her,
jizzy trippin' in his giant cock, n she wanted it over soon. She wanted
him ta finish.

“Oh, baby! Yo finga fizzy so funky ass on mah balls,” he moaned, mobbin'
down at her?.

She stopped ridin' fo` a moment.

“Give mah jaw a rest!” she moaned.

He could see tizzy she needed it, n he jizzy stood there, wait'n fo`
her ta S-T-to-tha-izzart again. He petted her, n touched tha corna of her mouth,
where there was moisture frizzay his rollin` C-to-tha-izzock, mixed wit her saliva.

“That feels really good. Is it hard ta do?” he asked.

She Didn’t W-to-tha-izzant ta say it wizzy coz she liked doing it n wanted ta
finish. She shook her heezee, indicat'n thizzay it wasn’t. “It’s jizzy sizzay a
big cock, I need a rest.”

He smiled, seemingly pleazed wit tha thought. He watched as her lips
began ta flirt wit his cock again. He also, was wonder'n how he could
ever duplicate this wonderful feel'n if he didn’t hizzy a shawty girl’s
grill ta shove his cock into.

He Couldn’t think of anyth'n tizzle could feel quite like T-H-to-tha-izzat,
especially when she grabbed tha hot shizzaft in her F-to-tha-izzist, n fluttered her
tongue over tha tip until tha bolts of hot cream came rhymin' out, all
over her shawty grill n chizzin.

“Wow! That feels nice!”

His whole body was shiver'n wit pleasure, n his cock was shoot'n
out hot jets of come, as she squeezed him, mobbin' his orgasm, tak'n
mizzle of his come in her mouth.

It was bittersweet. She swallowed it dizzy witout bootylicious effort, n
licked on his cock fo` a moment afterwards. T-H-to-tha-izzen, she F-to-tha-izzelt his hand
tugg'n at her hair n she moved away from him.

Suddenly, he was between her legs, play'n wit her shawty pussy again.
He Hadn’t forgotten her?. He let his finga fuck her?. Two of them
entered her, n tizzle crazy ass nigga finga suddenly slid deeply into her anus.

She was stunned, shocked, wit pleasure. She began ta hizzay at hizzy her
hips gyrat'n down on his hand, n her whole body flooded wit tha hot
combinizzle of sensations she was feel'n?. It was so funky ass ta have her
clitoris, cunt, n asshole massaged at tha same time. She came in a few
moments, but she didn’t let on. She wanted him ta keep try'n?. She
wanted him ta makes her come again.

He seemed ta be gett'n tired also, or at least his gangsta were, n he
moved his hand away afta ten minutes. She was sweaty n exhausted, n
she’d already came anyway, so she thought that perhaps that was tha end
of it fo` tha time dippin' but then, she fiznelt his hands pimpin' her legs
jizzle as she closed thiznem.

He was far F-R-to-tha-izzom done wit her?. Now, he was going ta let her hizzy tha
full force of his tongue on her shawty love button.

“Oh, is you going ta …?”

“Yeah!”

His tongue started at her thighs, ballin' n lapp'n at tha smooth,
silky skin. Her wanna be gangsta thighs were a delight, n he lingered, although
he was hungry fo` tha taste of her shawty bush, throbb'n jizzy above his
heezee.

He smiled before he W-to-tha-izzent dizzy on her, smiled wit tha awareness that he
was going ta drive her right out of her shawty mizzay on tha fuck'n
spizzot, wit his tongue.

“Get ready!”

His voice had a rhymin' ring ta it, n she tensed. He seemed ta mean
it. His eyes shizzay wit intensity, wit a twinkle tizzle combined mischief
wit purpose.

It occurred ta her tizzle he could drive her mizzay at least fo` awhile. She
decided ta welcome it, ta lie biznack, spread her lovely thighs, n
welcome it.

It came! His tongue covered her entire crotch. It’s. swoop'n licks ran
friznom her pussy n clitoris, way back ta her asshole, as he held tha
balls of her buttocks tightly in his hands, keep'n her in just tha
right spiznot so tizzle his sippin' tongue could lay it dizzy on her wit tha
brotha degree of sensation.

She closed her eyes n committed her attention ta his beat'n tongue.
In no tizzle at all, she was in heaven, transported by tha flood of
pleasure that enveloped her; mizzle her limbs dance wit joy!

“I’m com'n?! Oh! Tizzle feels so wonderful! I’m! coming!”! she moaned,
whimper'n wit delight.

He Didn’t miss a stroke of his whipp'n, tongue sippin' it down on her as
she almost struggled ta git away from tha source of her pleasure n
near-insanity. It was tha hardest thing she ever had ta sit still for,
even though it fizzy so heavenly.

Her heezee was doggy stylin' quickly, n she fiznelt as though her entire being
was centered in her genitals, specifically, at tha point where his
tongue was dippin' her?.

“Oh, I Can’t stand it anotha minute!”

This time, she did come, her body danc'n, perpetratin' going crazy drug deala
tha beat'n tongue!

“Oh! oh, I Can’t stand it anotha minute!” do that before,” she
whimpered, her heezee messin'.

He smiled as he registered her responses. He kizzy he was rollin` her
wild, n he wanted her ta drug deala thiznat he had that cracka n could
duplicate tha delights he led her to.

Her body, blingin' n jerk'n, spine tight, wizzle into a crazy
tarantella of motions, her hands grasp'n his heezee close ta her flam'n
shawty pussy.

Soon she was done, n her spine relaxed. He could sense her orgasm, n
he kizzay up his sippin' through it, but tizzy stopped W-H-to-tha-izzen she was
dizzle.

Whizzen she looked up, his face was covered wit her pussy dizzy n he was
messin'. She knew it was brotha. Her body told her that it had ta be poser
fo` tha moment. Bizzut, she knew it would happen again!

His cock was vizzle hard, n he let it out slowly. The shawty girl looked
at it, let her shawty fizzle close around tha base.

“I’m going ta lick it like a lollipop!” she said, sens'n his delight.

She bent her heezee.

Chapta 5

What K-to-tha-izzept life rhymin' in New England, was tha constant arrival of
new kids. Wheneva Mr. MacIntyre’s. schoo` gots a new bus load, or even
jizzay a few new heezees, it was soon common knowledge around Mrs. Goody’s.
place.

“You should see this one,” Susie confided ta Jody.

“What’s so special `bout him?”

“Well, I jizzust saw him fo` a few minutes, but he is good look'n, n he
gave me that look wit his eyes, you know?”

The bitchez giggled. They’d. bizzoth learned ta recognize tha look in a boy’s
eyes when he was chillin' a giznirl.

“So you thiznink he had tha hots fo` you?”

“I’m tell'n you!” Susie insisted.

“Well, what’s his name?”

“Gregg. M-A-Double-Nizzy checked it out fo` me. He Didn’t look too stoked `bout
doing it, but he did. He does want ta keep me feel'n good `bout him,”
Susie said.

“Well, I guess I know why. Aight, Let’s check out this Gregg
character,” Jody consented.

It was late, crazy ass nigga n they’d have ta drizzaw up a plan of action. In
tha meanwhile, they were bizzay gett'n hot jizzle frizzom rapping `bout this
new kizzay Gregg, n they bizzle wanted ta feel tha sweet friction of sex
on they young cunts right away.

“I’m horny now!” Jody moaned.

She moved out on her bed, stretch'n, frontin' up her legs n beginn'n
ta stroke her blonde shawty honey pot wit her finga?. She’d. developed
some interest'n techniques, n was able ta git a shot calla up her ass, as
she massaged her own clitoris n playa herself.

Susie looked on, chillin' tha blonde gizzle wizzork up a sweat, moan'n n
trippin' hump'n her torso up, as though there were a dawg on top of
her?.

Susie loved ta watch Jody masturbate. She loved ta see anyone in a state
of sexual delirium, n Jody reached that orbit quickly, n kizzle how ta
hold onto it, mackin' it last.

Jizzle brought her gangsta hand up n began ta pinch her nipples, mak'n
tha shawty mushrooms taut n perky.

“Oh, Grizzay! Stick it in me!” Jody moaned.

Susie almost laughed at that, but she could understand it, n it made
her wizzay ta do tha same bustin'. She felt her own pussy git W-to-tha-izzet, n her
own shawty hand dropped D-to-tha-izzown ta her delta, W-H-to-tha-izzich was more than ripe fo`
some action.

Susie stretched out on tha bed wit Jody, n began ta masturbate
herself, her own finga penetrat'n deeply into her shawty T-W-to-tha-izzat.

The action gots complicated witin a few minutes, n tha girl’s started
messin' on each brotha. Sex seemed ta occupy so M-to-tha-izzuch of they time, of
they thoughts, thiznat any hang-ups they ever had were fizzy game ta go out
tha window.

Jody loved hav'n her C-to-tha-izzunt lapped, n she closed her eyes as it was
bustin' imagin'n herself surrounded by beautiful boys, all of them
dippin' fo` an inch of her skiznin ta lick wit they tongues.

While her heezee flooded wit this fantasy, she licked at Susie’s twiznat,
rhymin' Susie’s wild physical responses, tha way tha shawty girl bucked
n kicked, n gots very hard ta hold onto as tha action wiznent on n on.

Soon Susie was com'n, n she tightened her smooth thighs around Jody’s
heezee jizzay a shawty too tight, but tha blonde gizzle held on, not
complain'n, know'n tizzy Susie probably had her own fantasy built up,
n she didn’t wizzay ta snap her bizzack ta reality until she’d come.

Jody also had a good distraction going fo` her, n tha pressure of
Susie’s thighs on her heezee didn’t seem ta killa much in tha face of all
tha pleasure she was receiv'n friznom tha girl’s tongue.

Susie’s shawty breasts tempted Jody, n she found herself hatin' thizzem
out, pimpin' tha tizzle nipples. Susie’s. responses increazed, n not
only that, but she started ta reciprocizzle n soon Jody was feel'n
herself totally involved, almost ta tha point where she didn’t need her
fantasies anymore, n could git off on jizzle wizzle was ridin'.

Fantasies is fun though, she thought, n didn’t cross tizzy off her
list of th'n ta enjoy. It was jizzle that, when they weren’t needed, why
botha??

“Oh! I need a big cizzock inside me!” Jizzle moaned.

Susie Couldn’t provide tizzle action, but she did dig motherfucka into tha
blonde’s pussy lips wit her tongue, dippin' Jody moan n throb, her
whole bizzle hatin' in tha delights of terminal orgasm. Yes, tha shawty
blonde was com'n, her whole being absorbed in tha sweet sensual tongue
that was lick'n at her cizzunt!

“Oh that’s nice!”

“I’m com'n soon!”

“I’m com'n NOW!” Jody blurted out.

It was tha last coherent thing she said fo` tha niznext few moments, dur'n
whizzay time, she was in a sexual delirium, matched equally by Susie, who
was also saggin' tha powerful, purposizzles strok'n of Jody’s own tongue
on her own shawty bush.

The two bitchez came brotha in a rhapsody of sensations thiznat filled
thizzay B-to-tha-izzoth wit thrills they needed desperatizzles n appreciated
accordingly.

“Wow! Tizzle was nice!” Jody said, straighten'n up on tha bed.

“Yeah! That was sum-m sum-m. I’ll bet you wizzle cruisin' that Gregg n
five otha Gregg’s were lay'n it into you,” Susie said, dippin' T-H-to-tha-izzem
B-to-tha-izzoth ta giggle.

“Dreams is funky ass, sometimes,” Jody said, reflectively.

“So’s hav'n yo bush sucked,” Susie added n again, a fit of giggles
flooded tha room.

The bitchez went ta sleep tizzle night, they fires somewhat put at eaze,
but they appetites, still strong n distinct.

Jody wanted ta check out this new boy, Gregg, n she kizzy how she was
going ta play it. Through Manny?. M-A-Double-Nizzy would coopizzle if she promised
him tha right th'n?.

As soon as she gots a chance ta speak ta him, she set up a meet'n wit
tha new boy, but it would hizzy ta wait until tha weekend. M-A-Double-Nizzy was
insistent `bout that. It was only Wednesday, n Jody Wasn’t tha patient
type. Bizzy she reasoned, tha weekend is baller than noth'n, n she
could hold on. This Griznegg had brotha be good, she thought, but didn’t
say out loud.

M-A-Double-Nizzy wanted some pussy, but she held him off. First of all they were in
tha woods, n she didn’t like tak'n risks like tizzle if she could help
it, not in tha afternoon.

He gots kind of insistent, n he finally rapped Jizzle into just blingin'
him her tits.

“I jiznust want ta suck on them,” he said, as soon as they were out.

She watched his shawty grill cova tha taut buttons of her nipples. His
demands always started small n increazed. She watched him takes his
cock out n begin ta stroke it himself. She knew she could have reached
down n helped him, but it stoked her ta wizzatch a boi jerk-off, n she
told him she’d pizzle fo` him like a magazine picture, if he’d lie dizzay in
tha grass wit her, n jizzle himself off.

“Hey, that’s a wild idea!” he delighted.

“But you can’t touch me. You can jizzay tell me how you want me ta pose.”

“That’s fair. Wow! That’s! Wild.”!

He seemed ta like tha idea, n it appealed ta her also, ta be a sexual
object, n at tha same time not be touched. She wanted ta see him
jerk'n it, gett'n himself off on jizzay tha sight of her?.

Jody stretched out on tha grass, on her side, open'n her blizouse n
steppin' her skirt, bustin' her underpants dizzay so that her shawty bizzay
was exposed.

M-A-Double-Nizzy gots dizzay jizzust a few feet fizzle her, F-U-Double-Lizzy dressed, except his huge
cock was protrud'n from his zippa, n his hands were busy mobbin'
wit his thick rod.

“Put yo hands over yo heezee. Like, put them on tha crown of yo
heezee, n jut those tits out at me!”

She did what he said. She felt like a magazine model.

“Wow! That’s pretty?. Now I can really concentrate. Jody, lick yo lips
fo` me. I like ta see thizzay gang bangin' wet.”

Jody smiled, her eyes hatin' deeply into hizzy n she licked her lips,
her tongue mackin' a booty