| LOOKING FOR A GOOD TIME by Steven A gentleman was sitting at the counter of a local bar, blitzed beyond belief, buying people round after round after round of drinks. He paid the tab with his massive wad of cash and headed for his car, ignoring the bartender’s request to call for a taxi. However, the man should’ve let the bartender make the call, because what happened next was rather shocking. He was walking to his Benz when he heard the sound of high heels clicking against the sidewalk. He turned around and saw this absolutely beautiful black woman dressed in a white fur coat and red heels. “Hey there, handsome,” she said in a seductive tone. He smiled said, “Hello.” “Are you looking for a good time, big spender,” she asked. “How much,” he inquired. “As long as you can handle me, big boy,” she replied, “Now then, you want some of this?” She opened her coat to reveal her sexy mocha bare body. He smiled and nodded in agreement. She said, “Then, just follow me.” The two of them walked into an L-shaped alleyway where no one would be able to see or hear them. He looked around, trying to figure out why they were here in the first place. “Just to make sure no police would find us, baby,” she said, “You ready for me?” He once again nodded. “Up against the wall,” she ordered. He stood against the wall, eagerly anticipating her next move. She sensuously removed her coat and kicked off her heels. The man had on a huge smile and a massive hard on as he saw her naked body. She ripped off his shirt, exposing the man’s muscles. It was evident that he liked where this was going. She then removed his pants and underwear, exposing his penis. Her eyes grew wide when she saw how big it was. She then got up and asked, “Do you like it rough, baby.” He simply nodded like he was just an eager little schoolboy. She moved her body slowly, dancing like a stripper or even a belly dancer would, making the man even more turned on. When he least expected it, she just simply delivered a vicious spin kick across the man’s face, knocking him down to his knees. She continued moving her body seductively as she did before and gave him a front kick to the chin, knocking the man down. He got to his feet and asked, “What the hell is your problem?” She only responded with a sidekick to the stomach, knocking him backwards a little. “That’s it, bitch,” he said and tried to fight back. However, as many people probably would agree, drunks don’t exactly make great fighters. He swung at her, but she blocked it and kneed the guy in the stomach a couple times, then followed it up with a knee to the chin. He staggered back and tried another punch. She dodged it and palm struck his face, shattering the guy’s nose. She then delivered a windmill kick to his head, knocking him against the wall. She then cornered the guy and delivered a barrage of punches to the stomach, making blood come out of his mouth, followed by a back fist to the head, knocking the man to the ground. She walked over his pants, grabbed the money from his wallet and his keys, and put them in her purse. As she walked over to her fallen prey, he was gurgling for help. “Poor baby,” she said, “I think I know how to end your pain.” She put her heels back on and stood atop a trash can. She then jumped high in the air and landed on his chest, the heels puncturing his heart and lungs. She then pried the heels out of his chest, causing her fallen victim to die from the blood loss. She wiped the blood off her shoes, put her coat back on, and walked away. The woman got into his car and drove off into the darkness, looking for more rich handsome to be her next victim. The End |