Andre drove me over to her apartment, listening to me freak out in her car. Donald called my cell phone over a 100 times, leaving nasty messages and cussing me out. I wasn't ready to talk to him, --hell, I wouldn't even know what to say. His sister (Donna) had caught me in bed with what she thought was another man, kicking me out of her brother's apartment before calling him up at work to tell him all the sorted details.
Andre (Andrea) tried consoling me, telling me I could stay with her at her place if I needed to, but I was much too distraught to think of that now. I knew Donald was going to call my mother and tell her what a slut I had been (fucking another man in his bed). My mother idolized Donald, she was always pushing me to marry him and have kids (like I would consider having babies with that cheating two timer!).
By the time I got to Andre's apartment, Donald and I were in a heated argument. We were both yelling rather loudly, cussing each other out in the hallway. At some point Andre grabbed the phone from me and hung it up..., "Hey...! That's MY phone...!" I yelled, angrily.
"Fuck that mother fucker!" said Andre, tucking my phone in her back pocket as she unlocked her door. When I tried to retrieve it she shoved me back. "Do you wanna be with that nigga or not...?" she asked point blank.
"Huh...?" I asked, thrown by the question.
"It was a straight forward question that deserves a straight forward answer!" said Andre, staring me in the eye. "You gonna cut that nigga lose..., or you gonna take his phone calls?" she asked.
"Well..., its complicated...!" I said defensively, walking into her apartment.
"No..., its not!" she insisted. "Either you with him or you not! You either his gurl or mine!"
"I can't think of that right now!" I said, walking in circles (Andre's apt was smaller than Donald's). Just then my phone rang again, I ran to answer it but Andre simply kept me back at an arm's length while she answered for me.
"Yo, wussup..?" she asked in her toughest she/male voice. "What you mean who this? You called me!" she said, irritably. "She's busy..., she not taking calls right now!" she said, definitely. "Naw...! Cuz I said so, that's why!" I could just imagine what Donald was saying to her. "None of your fuckin' business who I am! I'm her nigga now, okay? Don't call this number no more, homboi!" she yelled firmly, flipping the phone off in his ear.
"What he say...??" I asked, eager to know.
"That nigga trippin'!" she said, turning my phone off completely. "I don't want you talking to him no more..., got me?" she insisted.
"But I HAVE to...!" I said, not yet ready to cut all ties with Donald.
"What the fuck for...??!" asked Andre.
"Well..., for one..., all my clothes'r still there!"
"We can get somebody to pick your clothes up...!" she said, simply. "You don't need that nigga all up in your face thinking he still your man!"
"Its not that simple...!" I said, getting a headache.
"Yes it is! If you don't wanna be with him anymore, you don't keep taking his phone calls! You don't go over to his apartment looking for anything! And you definitely don't keep letting him believe yall still together!"
"You don't know how hard it is to break up with a man..., you've never had one!" I said, hitting below the belt.
"No..., but I've had some crazy bitches in my life!" she said. "And I know when I'm done with a bitch..., I'm DONE! No phone calls! No emails! No text messages! No late night booty calls! Nothing!"
"Men'r different!" I defended. "Donald ain't gonna give me up that easy! We were engaged...!!"
"It ain't about what Donald want..., its about what YOU want! And if you don't want that nigga..., he ghost!" said Andre. When I hesitated she started to look at me oddly. "You still want him...?"
"I don't know...!!" I finally admitted, totally confused. How does a girl give up the only thing she's ever known (MEN) for something she don't know jack shit about? For Andrea it was easy, she was a lesbian, no ifs ands or buts! But I wasn't gay! I didn't go around looking at women as sex objects and wondering what it'd be like to get into their pants! I was a heterosexual woman, content with a man's dick until Donald cheated on me and made me fall into the arms of another woman!
How did my life suddenly become a soap opera...?
"C'mere..." said Andre, taking me gently by the arm. "...I know what you need..."
"No..." I said, twisting away from her. "...I'm not in the mood for that right now...!"
"I'm not talking about sex...!" laughed Andre, pulling me into the bathroom. "Take off your clothes..., I'm gonna run you a nice hot bubble bath and then I'm gonna give you a long sensual massage!"
Sounded good to me!
I took off my clothes as Andre ran my bath water. I waited until she left before I completely undressed to make sure she didn't try anything funny. As the room got misty with steam I put my hair up into a bun, then examined the black eye I got from my fight in the movie theatre. The swelling had gone down but the bruises were starting to blacken and my eye was still very tender. It would be more than a few days before makeup could hide that shiner.
I got into the tub, submerging my petite body under the suds as I lay back and allowed the hot water to soothe away my anxiety. Andre came in with a CD of soft music, and a scented candle for some aroma therapy. She left me alone in the bathroom for 30 minutes as I soaked in the tub and let my troubles melt away. I got so relaxed that I actually nodded off. When I woke up the water was starting to get cold, so I emptied the water out and finished off with a shower.
When I emerged from Andre's bathroom (wearing one of her robes), she had the apartment lights dimmed low and candles burning all around. "Aww..., you didn't have to do all this...!" I said, flattered.
"Lie down!" she insisted, rubbing her oiled hands together. "I'm gonna give you the massage of yur life!"
I let the robe hit the floor as I climbed down onto the bed facedown. I could feel Andre crawling up behind me. Her hands felt like magic as she started to firmly massage my back and shoulders. I could feel the tension easing out of my body. Her hands were firm and strong (almost like a man's yet gentler). I could feel myself starting to drift back off as she massaged my arms, shoulders, back, neck, lower back, legs, and feet. I was practically snoring when I felt her fingers graze my vagina lips. "Just relax baby..." she said in a low whisper, parting my legs to get better access.
I could feel her fingers pushing into me, making me moist as I arched my back and elevated my hips. I was so relaxed that her fingers slid into me easily. I moaned softly as she started to move them gently in and out. Soon I was humping against the mattress, getting more turned on as Andre added another finger, then another. I found myself biting my bottom lip as Andre's fingers went deeper. "Turn over, baby..." she whispered, easing me onto my back without removing her hand. She parted my legs, wiggling her fingers around inside me as I squirmed like a fish on a hook. She lowered her face down to my vagina, flickering her tongue against my clitoris. I groaned aloud, unable to hold back my enthusiasm. Andre sensed my weakness and zeroed in for the kill. She latched her mouth over my clit and started to suction, fingering me deeply as she started to drive me wild with excitement.
"No..., don't..." I moaned, not really wanting her to stop.
I reached down and ran my hands over Andre's head, rubbing her scalp as I humped up against her face. "uhhh..." I groaned again, her tongue lifting me to new heights.
Andre had to be the best pussy eater I'd ever encountered. Most guys suck pussy either like they're afraid of falling in, or like they're starving and haven't eaten in years. Andre sucked as if eating an orange, sucking me like a big piece of fruit. I just lay back with my legs open with her face pressed up into me as I watched her devour me.
"Oooohh...!" I sighed, feeling my first climax starting to approach. I locked my hands onto Andre's head and started to fuck her face. Andre kept up with my frantic pace, jamming her fingers around inside of me as she ate me like a cannibal.
I began panting like a she dog as my breathes heaved up and down, my rock solid nipples pointing skyward as Andre looked up at me from below. I could feel myself getting wetter as she licked, sending me into orbit as I shut my eyes and exploded like a roman candle. Andre held on as I came, following my hips as I slowly started to come down off my high. She removed her mouth from my pulsating vaginal lips, slipping her fingers from my womb. I sleepily opened my eyes as she grinned up at me, her mouth all wet with my juices. I thought our encounter was over until I saw her starting to unzip her pants...
"Andre, no..., seriously...!" I said, declining any further sexual advances.
"I know what you need, girl...!" she insisted, pulling her rubber dick from the opening. She slapped it up against my slit, moistening the head with my own essence before slowly sliding it up into me.
"Dre, please..., I don't want to..." I said, trying to push her up off of me as she leaned forward and started suckling my nipples.
Andre forced more of her dick into me, putting all of her weight down on me. "Don't...!" I begged, feeling her dick split me open widely as she kissed her way up my chest and lay down on top of me, still fully clothed as she ground her big dick around inside of me.
"You know you want it...!" she whispered, sucking my neck. I gasped as my cunt molded to her dick. She started to pump into me, see-sawing her pole in and out. I could feel her body on top of mine, my legs spread around her waist as she fucked me. My pussy started to adjust to the penetration, getting more relaxed and moist. I wrapped my arms around her sides, hugging her closer to me as I felt my way up her back. Andre ground away on top of me, digging her 12" dick around in my uterus as my hands snaked in under the back of her shirt. It was odd that I was lying there completely naked while she was fully clothed on top of me. I reached up her back, feeling the strangely tight tube-top wrapped around her torso which she uses to tape her breasts down to look more masculine. When I tried to take off her shirt, she stopped fucking me and lifted up. "Don't do that...!" she said, before resuming her stroke. I just lay there, receiving the full length of her dick as she picked up the pace.
Soon I had forgotten my insecurities of being the only one naked as I started to get into the sex acts. Andre was a great lover, her dick was so big and her stroke was so strong and consistent that I couldn't help but be aroused again. She kissed me passionately when she wasn't sucking passion marks into my neck. I sucked her tongue as we panted in each other's mouths. The dildo was affecting her too, giving her the sense of manhood as she fucked me better than most men. I could feel myself starting to have another orgasm as she drilled me straight through. I felt so totally taken, as if my body didn't belong to me anymore. I opened my legs wider, allowing her even deeper access. Andre took full advantage of my horniness, fucking me harder. We kissed as if in love, sucking tongues and swapping spit. Her hands were everywhere, feeling, pulling, touching, groping, giving my body extra thrills as she pushed me over the edge. I felt myself cumming again, my vagina contracting and pulsating around her plunging organ. Andre knew she had me where she wanted as she plunged into me a dozen more times before finally slowing to a stop.
We were both panting and breathing hard as she lay there on top of me. We looked into each other's eyes as I wiped the sweat from her brow with my hand. I could still feel her big dick inside me, just lying there like a huge log as we started to kiss again. It was moments like this when I didn't see Andre as a woman at all, she had qualities and mannerisms somewhat equal to a man, yet had a subtle sensitivity about her that most men lacked. I found myself growing closer to her.
Eventually she pulled out of me and rolled over onto her side. She cuddled up behind me, wrapping her arm about me like a protective lioness does her cub. I could feel her big hard dick pressing between my legs as we lay down to sleep.
"You know yur welcomed to stay here for as long as you want...!" she whispered in my ear as she nuzzled my neck. "Matter of fact..., you can move in right now if you want...!"