My Guy Friend, D. Brown [black female authors TXT] 📗

“Where it all started.....

There I was, shooting around the courts at the neighborhood park.  I was alone because I did not have any friends there being that we had just moved to this city 2 weeks ago.  But it was getting hot so I went to get my rebound and got my bags and as I begin to leave…..there he was…walking toward me, was a 6’2 boy with hazel eyes, curly hair and with an athletic body.  He walks directly in front of me, takes the ball out of my hand;
“I’ve never met a girl who plays basketball,” he says
I give him a smirk and reply “technically you still haven’t.” 
“My names Brandon, what’s yours?”
I took a split second debating whether or not to properly introduce myself to him. “My names Cynthia”
“Cynthia huh... CiCi, I like that” he responded.” 

Without saying anything else, I grab my ball and begin to walk off the park.  Ignoring him when he asked me where I was going and feeling him watching me walk off.  I know what you’re thinking ‘why’d you be so rude.”  Well I wasn’t trying to be rude, I ‘m just not use to having guy friends because you never know what their intentions are….Besides I probably won’t see him that much anyways.

   The next day I go back to the court to shoot around, and wouldn’t you know it…there he was looking directly at me.  I walked passed and started shooting the ball; as I’m shooting I hear “hey CiCi” coming from right behind me.  I looked at him for a minute and give him a smile, so CiCi is my new name I see.  He smiles back and says “yep you got a problem with it” I respond and said “no Brand Brand.” We shoot around for a while and after he walks me home so we continue talking.  We talked about a lot of things; we got to know quite a bit about each other.  When we finally get to my house, we send each other off..."thanks Brand Bran," "see you tomorrow CiCi."

Things have gotten a little complicated between me and Brandon.  There are times where we goof around joking with each other like any other friends do…then there are times where it seems like we treating one another like we’re in a relationship with one another.  But I thought that could just be me overreacting since I’m not used to having guy friends, so I tried to ignore it.  

   Anyways today is the day before my 19th birthday, me and Brandon go the mall so I could get an outfit to wear to my party.  We go to several stores and I tried of several outfits and as Brandon his opinion.  I finally decided on an outfit to wear and as it was time to leave so that I could get things ready for the party.  As we begin to leave the mall, here comes this 5’3 Carmel girl prancing right toward Brandon.  She walks up to Brandon and playfully hit him on the chest saying “hey Brandon where you headed to,” in a flirtatious voice.  Although I kept a straight face, I couldn’t help but think “Bitch, I know damn well you see me here.”
 
I couldn’t figure if I was thinking this because she was flirting with Brandon right in front of me or because it was just disrespectful for her to completely ignore my presence.   Either way I wanted to punch her in here fucking face, so to prevent from acting on my thoughts, I walked off.  I walked completely out of the mall and stood by the car; very shortly after Brandon comes out.  I guess he could tell from the look on my face what I was thinking, because he immediately asked me “what’s wrong?”  Of course I answered “nothing lets go.” We get into the card and drive for about 7 minutes before he asked me again “CiCi what’s wrong?”  I ignored him, but truth be told I don’t even know what’s wrong. I don’t know why I am pissed off and want to smack him in his face.  I couldn’t help but ask myself “Cynthia what is going on? Do you like him or something?” lucky for me we were pulling up to my house; I get out the car saying nothing but see you tomorrow.  

 
I wake up and finish up things for my party.  Since my parents were out of town for their montly get away, the party was going to be in my back yard.  There’s supposed to be around 60-70 people coming and so I had to get the food, drinks and the DJ area ready.  After all that and getting my hair done it was about 7:30 half hour before the party starts. As I’m in my bedroom in my bra and panties about to get dressed, Brandon walks in my room without knocking and startled me. “Brandon get out, I yelled!” He rushes out the room and shouts through the door that he was sorry and that he just wanted me to know he was downstairs. I finished getting dressed and convinced myself that I still just tripping from yesterday.  It’s 8:15 now and as I come downstairs, the patio door was opened and there was already about 40 people in my back yard.  I walk outside and begin to greet everyone, some of the people I know and some of them I don’t.  As I was being wished Happy Birthday, there was this guy name Antwan who apparently wanted to talk about more than just my birthday.  Me and Antwan stood there talking for about 30 minutes straight about normal boy and girl stuff.
 
He wanted my number and I gave it to him he asked me to dance, and we did.  It’s about 10:00 now and me and Antwan been talking and dancing the majority of the time; that is until Brandon came a dragged me away from and said “damn are you going to spend the whole fucking party with him?” I couldn’t help but think about yesterday at that moment and responded “what’s it to ya” and walked back over to Antwan.  Now I decide to be petty and tell the DJ to play a slow song so that I could dance and grind on Antwan hoping that I would make Brandon feel the way I felt yesterday.I honestly don’t know why I was doing this because me and Brandon were just friends and we shouldn’t care at all what the other person is doing or who they are doing it with.  But ay you think that’s going to stop me.  Me and Antwan danced real seductive, I’m shaking my ass on him and he pressed his dick up against me.  I glanced and I could see Brandon looking at us with pure anger in his eyes, but I didn't care.  I danced with him for 3 more songs and then we stopped to get something to drink.  I didn't know where Brandon was at this point because I didn't see him any where in sight.  
 
It’s like 11:30 now and we were sitting down with a couple of Antwan friends and I start to notice that the mosquitos are getting crazy.  I decided to go into the house and change into some different clothing to keep the mosquitos from biting me.  
As I walk into my room, I see Brandon sitting on my bed.  He storms at me and slams the door behind me and instantly begin to yell;

“what the fuck are you doing!” 
“Why the fuck you been with him all night!” 
“Why the fuck you dancing with him like that!!!” 
of course I yell back “it’s none of your fucking business Brandon!”
He yells “what the fuck you mean it’s not my business; I come to your fucking party and can’t even get 5 minutes of your fucking time!”  
I yell “whatever, whatever, whatever!” “Why do you care!” 
he tries to say something and I cut him off with another “Why do you fucking care!
 
He stares me in the eyes during this split second of silence and grabs me and begins to kiss me.  I initially didn’t kiss him back because I was still trying to process what the fuck was happening.   He stops kissing me looks at me again and starts back kissing me; this time I’m kissing back.  He grips my ass and lifts me off the floor while we were kissing.  We’re up against the door pressed up and kissing and feeling all over each other’s body.  
   We both stopped…although I’m still lifted off the floor in his arms, we are not saying anything we are just looking at one another.  I think we were trying to figure out what to do next. Do we stop and go back to party and pretend this didn’t just happen or do we keep going and see where this goes.  Neither one of us said at word at this moment.  He just locked the door and we both knew what the decision was.  
   We started back kissing each other but this time he walks me to the bed.  We both fall on the bed and begin to feel on each other even more.  He's squeezing my breast and I am rubbing all over his body.  As he begins to take off the dress that I was wearing, I begin to unzip his pants, and pull them down. At this time his pants and shirt was off and my dress was off.  We stopped for about 5 seconds, not because we were changing our mind but because we wanted to take everything all in.  He takes off my bra, and instantly begins to suck on my breast.  I let out a moan and I guess he like that because he sucked them harder and longer after that.  While still licking and sucking my breast, I arched my back as he begins to take off my panties.   He starts to lick me from my breast up to my lips, down to my neck where he spent quite some time making his passion mark.  I moan repeatedly because my neck is one of my spots.  I was so wet by the time he got done making his passion mark.  He then begin take his tongue and travel south… right up until he was right by my wet pussy.  He looks up at me and asks if I’m ready, I simply nodded. 
 
 At that moment it was like my soul quickly left my body because he begins to lick, eat and suck my pussy.  But he was a pro you can tell he’s done this before or he practice several times.  He ate me for about 3 minutes and I couldn’t hold it in anymore.  My legs begin to shake as he used his strength to keep them open and continued to suck…. I moan “that’s it baby, I’m about to cum,” 30 seconds later, I busted!! But that didn’t stop him, he continued to suck