Georgia On My Mind (20 page)

“Miracle would rather be declawed, shaved bald and paraded naked through downtown Atlanta with a dildo stuck up her ass than to see you marry me. So, I’m pretty sure you won’t find her here, but where is Charles?  I thought he sent back an RSVP.” Rashawn laughed.

“Probably at home...  You know what? I don't even know and I don't really care.  It's my day and I'm not going to begin to speculate where that orangutan is.” The breathtakingly beautiful Peaches snickered, as she hugged her gorgeous husband tighter. Resting her head on his broad chest they continued to savor their first dance.

Now, being the arrogant prick that he was, Charles decided to go to the wedding. Sure, Peaches sent him an invitation, but she never imagined he’d have the balls to actually come. Unfortunately she under estimated the size of Charles’ gorilla balls.

Charles was a Grade A Opportunist. He knew that a lot of very rich, influential people would be at that wedding. It was the perfect opportunity to network and Charles had no intention of missing it.

Wedding invitation and gift in hand Charles headed off to the wedding. Now, just as he opened the gate to get to his car he was jolted by a sudden surge of electricity. It startled him and knocked him flat on his ass. The gift flew one way and his wedding invitation flew another. And Charles yells out. “MOTHER FUCKER! What the fuck?”

Looking around to see if anyone saw him, Charles gathers himself together. Not quite sure what happened he picked up the wedding invitation and gift and made another attempt to leave. Without warning he was unmercifully zapped with an electrical jolt that knocks him on his ass and almost prompted him to shit himself.

“Stop it! What the hell is going on? Who’s doing that? Stop it! Damn it!” He screamed. “This shit ain’t funny! So, stop it! Damn It!” He screamed towards the heavens.

Several attempts later, frazzled, frightened and frustrated, Charles finally figured out what was happening. Wearing only his boxer shorts, he finally discovered the sensor to the electric fence. As he removed his gold watch Charles burst into laughter. “Peaches, you are one crazy ass Bitch! Only you'd think of some sick ass shit like this.  But I ain't mad at you, baby.” Charles laughed as he collected his clothing, picked up the gift and headed back into the house. “Enjoy your day Lady. You deserve it! I love you woman, with your crazy ass self!” He laughed.

Rashawn and Peaches ran through a hail storm of rice, confetti, bird seed, rose petals and bubbles as they made their way through the wedding crowd to the getaway car. Peaches held her chest and gasped as a pimped out, completely restored, chauffer driven Boss Hog pulled up purring like a brand new kitty.

“Oh my God! Look at Boss Hog! Thank you baby! Thank you, so much!” She screamed. “You’re the best husband ever!” She exclaimed as she smothered his lips with a searing hot kiss.

“It was nothing… I couldn't think of a better wedding gift for my lovely Bride. I love you Peaches. I always have and I always will.” Rashawn declared as he gathered her in his arms and kissed her sweetly.

“Awww… I love you too baby. I have to admit that Boss Hog looks incredible...  But my wedding gift to you is even more spectacular.”

“More spectacular than the new and improved Boss Hog... Baby did you hear that engine purr?  Say you didn't see the custom eight track player, the convertible rag top ... And don’t even get me started on the Boss Hog logo on those custom leather seats… Baby did you see those rims?” Rashawn babbled as he fervently tried to state his case.

Peaches had heard enough and abruptly interrupted him. “Yes, I agree… All of that is wonderful.” She nodded in agreement as she took Rashawn’s hand and placed it on her belly. “Now, say hello to your son.”

“Are you kidding?” Rashawn exclaimed, completely shocked. Peaches coyly shook her head to indicate that she was not joking. “Don’t play! Seriously, are you playing? I’m going to be a father? Are you sure?”

“Yes… I’m positive. The doctor confirmed it three days ago. I’m eight weeks pregnant. I’m not certain, but I’m pretty sure it’s going to be a boy. I was just waiting for the right time to tell you. Are you happy?”

Tears burst from Rashawn eyes as he quickly snatched Peaches into his strong arms and kissed her hard, smothering her with his overwhelming love. “I've never been happier in my entire life. God, how I love you!”

“Not half as much as I love you.” Peaches assured him as she kissed her incredible husband full and deep.

Moments later, the newlyweds climbed into the backseat of the chauffer driven Boss Hog with the rag top down as the crowd cheered.  As they pulled away Peaches jubilantly tossed her Bridal Bouquet to an unsuspecting Chase. As Chase admired the beautiful boutique an extremely good looking man standing next to her smiled and winked at her.

“Hi, I’m Alan, one of Rashawn’s teammates.” He grinned. “Can I buy you a drink?”

“I’m Chase and I’d like that.” She giggled as her heart fluttered with hope.

The wedding guest cheered wildly as Peaches and Rashawn made their getaway escape down the long tree lined driveway in Boss Hog. Their wedding day was absolutely perfect. The only thing that was missing was the spitter, spatter, sputtering sound that was so uniquely characteristic of Boss Hog as the happy couple rode off into marital bliss.

And they lived happily ever after!

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Love is Not Self Serving

His touch was infectious, burning everywhere it lingered. Not a bad burn but a lustful burn that had Zoey squirming on the sofa like a fish caught on a baited hook. His mouth seared her lips and his hunger for her tongue, as his searched her eager mouth, snatched the breath from her throat. His hands were everywhere, his lips were everywhere and in five seconds she knew that their clothes would be everywhere.

God how she wanted this man... Lord how her twenty one year old body craved what lurked between his muscular thighs. His body was perfect, his skin was flawless and his face was that of a chiseled Adonis. She had waited forever to be in this position, beneath him, grinding on the hard ridge of his dick which stretched the denim of his jeans. Finally it was her turn to love him, to hold him to make him cry out her name as he climaxed in her mouth.

More important, finally it was her chance to fulfill her dreams of marrying a wealthy husband and living a life of luxury, leisure, fortune and fame. Born into a life of privilege and accustomed to the finer things in life she knew that it was imperative that she married well. Sure, Zoey had a modest inheritance and trust fund of her own should anything happen to her parents, but that was highly unlikely. Her parents were healthy, wealthy and predicted to live a long productive life. The thought of the insane money that Teddy Bear Davine’s NFL contract was rumored to bring made her head spin and her pussy juices flow like the Mississippi River.

Now some would say that Zoey Chandler was a Grade A, US Certified Gold Digging Hoe conceived in the trenches of the bowels of hell and they’d probably be fairly accurate. Truth be told she actually had a thing for Teddy
ever since they were teenagers. For some reason he never really reciprocated her romantic advances, but that was then and this is now. Tonight he was feeling her and feeling all over her tight hot body.  

Teddy stripped off his shirt quickly allowing it to hit the floor next to her discarded blouse. The muscles of his arms flexed slightly as he gathered her limp body in his arms and continued to ravish her ravenous mouth. Reaching behind her he cupped her ass with his left hand as his right undid the clasp of her black lace bra. She gasped as her perky, perfect breasts were set free.

He wasted no time sucking her tender nipples in his mouth sending shock waves of pleasure straight to her erotic center. His tongue licked them one by one before swallowing them whole. Sucking each breast deep into his mouth he tasted their nectar until she groaned loudly.

“God I want you. I can’t stop my legs from shaking.” She moaned in pleasure.

A devilish grin slowly swept over Teddy’s handsome face as he looked into her eyes to witness the fire he had stirred up in her soul. Lust consumed her and admittedly it had overtaken him as well. He spoke not a syllable but continued his quest to please her. His hand moved swiftly to unbutton her jeans as he feasted on her honey sweet breasts.

Losing control she strained to taste the inviting flesh of his neck. His skin was dark and silky smooth. It resembled whipped chocolate and she yearned for a taste. Cascading her neck to reach him, she sucked the soft tissue of his neck into her mouth as he continued to unmercifully suck her breasts.

His long fingers slid effortlessly into the waistband of her jeans and quickly found its destination. Fingers moved with purpose around and around her clit causing her breath to get caught in her throat. She gasped for air as the sensation overwhelmed her and forced her to momentarily swoon with desire.

Quickly recovering she feverishly worked to release the hard mahogany wood that continued to poke her in her abdomen. Unzipping his jeans and fishing it out of his boxers she grabbed it and slowly ran her hand up and down its length. He groaned with pleasure as she polished his chiseled wood rod with her velvety soft hands.

She could only imagine how good that tree branch would feel stuffed between her thighs. Almost instantaneously she felt the heat between her legs increase a few degrees and a deep ache in her loins monopolized her thoughts. His dick was hard, thick and long but somehow it continued to grow with each stroke of her hand. She could tell that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. They simultaneously realized that it was time to take their flirtatious, first date petting session to Zoey’s bedroom.

“Is there somewhere we can go to get a little more comfortable?” Teddy asked as he flipped on his back giving Zoey the top position to work her magic. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as Zoey continued to slow stroke his rock hard dick.

Her mouth watered as she watched it continue to expand in her tiny hand. She could hardly grasp it with one hand any longer. “Yes, we can go to my bedroom if you’d like.”

Teddy watched her precise hand handle his dick and knew that Zoey knew how to handle her shit. He couldn’t wait to sink every inch of his hardness into her tight, wet pussy. “I would love to. Let’s go.”

Feeling beyond aroused Zoey led Teddy to her master bedroom suite.

~*~*~

   The moment they entered her contemporary designed bedroom Zoey wanted to rip every inch of clothes off of Teddy and jump on that enormous dick of his, but she didn’t. Raised to be a lady, she excused herself and retired to her bathroom to freshen up. “Make yourself comfortable. I will be right back.”

Naturally that meant one thing and one thing only to Teddy, and that was take your clothes off and get in the bed. He stripped naked swiftly, and draped his clothes on a corner chair. Tossing the eight or so throw pillows off the bed he slipped beneath the covers and waited for Zoey in the center of the bed.

Patiently waiting he heard the shower running in the bathroom. Sensing he had some time to kill he slipped out of bed to light a few of the giant aroma candles strategically housed in the fireplace in the room. After lighting the dozen or so candles he cut off the lamp and turned on the stereo. A Motown slow jam commemorative CD was in the CD player and set the tone for love making. He slipped back into bed just as Zoey prepared to come out.

Anticipating her arrival Teddy’s right hand slipped beneath the covers and began to methodically massage and revive his now limp manhood. Responding quickly to the familiarity of Teddy’s touch it recuperated immediately and was ready for action.

Zoey opened the bathroom door and stood stalk naked at the entrance of the bedroom. Her eyes brightened as she realized that Teddy had decided to infuse a little romance into the atmosphere. She knew that he dated a lot of different women, but she knew he had never met a woman like her. A woman who was ready willing and well capable of doing anything and every single thing that he so desired. Zoey planned to use every trick in her arsenal to make him her man and her man alone.