Dave Explodes

Wheels up in Charlotte. Jordan was seated next to Montel in one row and their friends were seated across the aisle in the same row. As soon as the fasten seatbelt light went off, Montell leaned over and whispered into Jordan’s ear before standing to his feet.

She waited for a moment then stood to follow him. Barbara saw her and mouthed, “Y’all nasty.”

Jordan giggled and kept right on walking until she reached the restroom. It was slightly cracked. She walked inside and saw Montel with his dick already at attention.

He pulled her in close and they kissed. His hand eased under the sun dress she wore, “I see you wore something easy for me to get to that pussy.”

He turned her around and slipped his rod inside and began to thrust. One hand eased up to her right tit and squeezed as she rocked back. They were careful not to make a lot of noise. They made low moans and panted, “ssss, sss,” Montel said repeatedly as he stroked her nicely, “I love this pussy,” he admitted.

He knew he wouldn’t have long, so he went faster. He had a serious look on his face. He wanted her to cum before he released, “Come on baby, tighten that pussy on my dick,” he said in her ear.

She squeezed her walls. "Yeah, just like that," he encouraged her as he stroked a little slower for several counts and when he felt her tremble, he went into overdrive and beat it up until he pumped her full of his cum. They panted until their heart rates calmed. Montel washed his hands and left the restroom.

Jordan cleaned her wet pussy lips and later headed back out to her seat. She noticed that Barbara and Mike were gone. She giggled as she sat. “I guess we are rubbing off on our friends.”

Montell chuckled, “That’s not a bad thing.”

Mike returned to his seat with a huge smile on his face, “Man, I can go to sleep after that.”

Montell nodded, “I know what you mean. I’m about to take a lil nap myself.”

Barbara made it back. She floated down to her seat and blew out a puff of air, “I need a cigarette.”

Jordan laughed, “Now who’s nasty?”

She pointed at them, “Oh y’all still nasty.”

When the airplane landed in New Orleans the happy group opted for an Uber to take them to the cruise terminal downtown. As the driver took them by way of the interstate to their destination, they enjoyed the view.

The music he played was jazz. It was relaxing. Jordan was all smiles. She made a promise not to let anything get on her nerves. This was about to be the first of many outings with her new man. She made up her mind that Montell was what she wanted.

They made it downtown, went through the checks, and walked across the walkway to board the ship. They stopped in the lounge for drinks. Jordan ordered a virgin daiquiri and the rest ordered their drink of choice.

“Let’s go up to the Lido deck and relax.”

“Um, we still have to do that weird briefing before anything,” Jordan reminded them.

“Yeah, that’s true. We are going to go check out our room,” said Montell. We’ll see y’all after the briefing up there. I’m starving.”

Mike gave him a dap, “A’ight man, see y’all later.”

Jordan and Montell made it to their room, surprisingly, their bags were already by the door. Montell took the bags into the room and Jordan put their stuff away. After she finished, she found Montell on the balcony enjoying the breeze as the ship started moving.

He pulled her close and stood behind her kissing her neck, “Um, I’m going to enjoy these next five days.”

******

There was no denying that Jordan was still one sexy ass woman in her forties breaking necks as she strutted through the dining area in a string bikini and a sheer coverup. Montell stuck close by making sure the men knew she was already taken.

The four sat at a table by the window as they ate and chatted. The ride down the river was magnificent. The towering Oaks with Spanish Moss, the wetlands, the boats passing by, it all seemed so perfect. Jordan smiled. She knew chaos awaited her back home but at that moment, everything was perfect.

"So, y'all picked out any names?" asked Barbara.

"What about Montella," joked Mike.

"Absolutely the fuck not," Jordan replied quickly.

They laughed.

"We don't know if it's a boy or a girl," said Montell as he bit into his hamburger.

"I kind of want another girl but her name won't be Montella. Something retro," she looked at Montell with a smile, "Like Mahalia or Zora."

He nodded, "I like those. We can do Mahalia Zora White or Montell Ashton White if it's a boy."

They all agreed the name choices were nice. After eating, they went out on the deck. They listened to music as they lounged allowing the wind to dance across their skin as the sun kissed their melanin. They made plans to head to karaoke after the fancy dinner that night.

As they soaked up the sun and listened to music, Montell nudged Jordan, let’s go up to the hot tub,” he insisted.

Jordan stood and winked at Barbara before walking off, “See y’all later at dinner.

They ended up at the hot tub for twenty-one and older. Jordan sat beside Montell. The water bubbled around them. He touched her below. She bit her lip, “Why are you always starting stuff?”

“Because I can. Whatchu gone do about it?”

She reached for him under the water, “Ahhhh, ahhh,” he moaned as she stroked him while grinning looking into his eyes.

“Two can play this game.”

“You right, you right,” he agreed as he pushed his finger inside and began to stroke. She leaned over and kissed his mouth briefly. They were both moaning softly. “Come here baby,” he insisted.

She shook her head, “No.”

He rubbed her clit fast until she trembled and reached for his hand, “You know you want to.”

She slid over, his tip was at her center. She eased down until it was devoured in her wetness. He pressed his head against her back and moaned, “Fuck, yeah, babe.”

He thrust from below slightly. From a distance, it perhaps looked as if he was just holding her. Yet up close someone would have guessed he was deep inside her canal exploring her treasure. Just as she climaxed, she saw someone approaching. She moved off his dick and sat beside him giggling.

He was still stiff under the water. He laughed, “Damn, you left me hanging.”

“You left yourself hanging. I told you it was a bad idea.”

He laughed, “We have to go to the room and finish this.” He stood. His member poked against his shorts. Jordan poked fun at him as he hustled to grab his towel to cover his lower half, “You laugh now. We’ll see if you’ll be laughing later.”

He walked off. She got out of the water and grabbed her towel and followed him to the room.

Montell walked through the door and held it open for Jordan. When she turned to him, he was already stepping out of his swim shorts. His massive rod pointed at her. He touched himself with a sexy grin on his face, “Turn that ass around and grab those ankles,” he commanded.

She turned and bent over grabbing her ankles. He got in position, undid the ties on the side of her bottoms and it fell. He rubbed and then slapped her ass before poking at her center and penetrating slowly eliciting a deep moan from Jordan.

He held her hips, drilling her sweet spot at a slow cadence until his shaft was covered in her nectar and her body shook. Then he revved up, plowing away causing her to yelp. She tried to run away but he held her in place, “Uh-uh, keep that ass right there, grab those ankles, baby.”

“Shit Montel, fuck baby,” she pleaded.

He continued rattling her body until she cried out and her body trembled again. He laughed as he pulled his long shaft from her sweet spot and sat on the bed, “Come sit on Daddy’s lap.”

She mounted him and looked into his eyes, “Why are you doing me like this?”

“You know why?” he laughed, “I want this dick to always be on your mind. Nobody wears that pussy out like me.”

She smiled and kissed his mouth. He stood with her in his arms. Her eyes widened, “shit.”

“Don’t worry baby, I’ma cum real soon, okay.”

“Okay, babe.”

He bounced her on his shaft rocking her kitty until she climaxed again, “Fuck Montell,” she whined.

“Almost baby, I promise,” he said as he continued to bounce her on his rod, “almost,” he repeated for another thirty seconds. He grunted and held her still until he drained his load He set her on the bed with her spot wet and messy, “we gone be a lil late getting to dinner," he said grinning looking at his sticky substance leaking from her.

*******

Days later, the weather was disruptive in Winston-Salem. There was thunder, lightning, and heavy rainfall. Rhonda had not felt well in days. And that night, her stomach twisted, churned, and knotted until she screamed for help.

Kassy burst into the room in her nightgown, “Ro, what’s wrong?” she asked with concern. Her hand reached for the light switch and she hurried to the bed. She found her sister bawled to her right side in agony.

Kassy’s heart sank when she saw the covers stained with blood. She gulped. She was nervous. She pulled back the blanket and saw more blood. She tried to keep a cool head and calm face to not alarm her sister that something was gravely wrong. She rushed her sister to the hospital.

********

Kassy sat in the waiting room with her two small children. The doctor approached her, “Your sister wants to see you.”

Kassy nodded before going to see her sister. She saw her lying in bed. she felt her sorrow. She was at a loss for words.

Rhonda spoke, “Did you call Dave?”

“Yeah, he’ll be here in five minutes. I’m so sorry Ro.”

“This is all his fault anyway, if I didn’t have to run around looking for him and begging him to do right, I would still have my baby,” she sobbed profusely.

Kassy set her baby down on the floor in the car seat and had Micah sit in a chair. She approached her sister and hugged her, “Maybe it’s time to leave Dave alone.”

Rhonda sucked her teeth, “He was my first. I love him. I can’t just let him go. I want another baby and he’s going to give it to me or I’ma blow up his world.”

Kassy stood. Her eyes covered her sister with concern, “Maybe you should talk to someone a professional.”

“Bitch, I’m not crazy. How would you feel?”

“Talking to a mental health professional is not about being crazy. It’s about unpacking your trauma and finding ways to navigate through life despite it. Like seriously Ro, as I sit here looking at you…I’m realizing that I’m not going to interfere with Montell’s relationship with Jordan. It’s not healthy. It’s not productive.”

“Well, good for you then. I’ma do what I have to do to take care of myself.”

Just as Kassy was about to speak, the door opened. Dave put on his best sad face. “Hey, how are you?” he asked as he walked over to the bed where Rhonda lay with dried tear stains on her face.

She reached for him, “I lost our baby. I’m so sad, babe. I’m sorry.”

Dave stepped back and nodded, “It’s okay. You’re still young. You can have more kids.”

Kassy cringed at his words. “I think what Dave means is, he feels bad about the baby.”

Dave didn’t respond. Rhonda looked at his demeanor. Something inside of her started to boil. She swallowed hard and said, “We can try again, right babe? I wanna try again. I’ll be careful next time.”

Dave shook his head, “Rhonda, I already told you I wasn’t trying to have any more kids. My children are grown. I’m in my fifties. That part of my life is done.”

“Come on Dave, I promise I won’t tell your wife. I’ll behave. Let’s try again.”

“Damn it Rhonda, fuck!” his voice boomed. The room got quiet. He huffed. “Everything with you was a mistake and maybe this was God’s way of showing us both to end this, this—”

Rhonda sat up boldly, “You tired ass mother fucker. How dare you say our baby was a mistake. That we were a mistake. I protected you when you fucked me in a hotel room at only seventeen. How do you think you would have faired if I had told the police?”

“But you didn’t so— besides, I had a vasectomy last week. Ain’t nobody having any more kids for me. You should have known your place and maybe you wouldn’t be in this situation.’

“Fuck you, fuck you, Dave!”

He shook his head and turned to leave.

“That’s why your wife is pregnant with another man’s baby, ha! How you like that shit, n*gga!”

Slowly, he turned, “What the fuck did you just say?”

“You heard me. While you we fucking me and God knows who else, your sweet precious Jordan was getting her pussy serviced nightly by a fine young buck with pure stamina and she’s pregnant.”

Dave’s nostrils flared, “I’m the only man my wife had ever been with. Keep Jordan’s name out of your damn mouth.”

“Am I lying Kassy?”

Kassy wanted to crawl into her skin.

“Tell him, Kass. How she’s fucking your baby’s daddy and I bet that dick stays hard for a long time too, not like you. You gotta take a pill.”

Dave exploded. He rushed to the bed, grabbed Rhonda by the neck, and began shaking her, “You bitch, stop lying about my wife, stop.” He lifted his fist and came down on her mouth, blood spewing as she moaned in agony.

Kassy tried to pull Dave back but he was too strong. She ran out to call security. They rushed inside and grabbed Dave. Rhonda was bruised about the neck and had a swollen lip with blood. The police came and took him to jail.