Tales from Philly: Honee

I was in center city Philly waiting for the 32 bus in front of the Municipal Service Building to go to a spot i was DJ in seated next to me was a dark skinned sister who I’ll describe as a sexy ass ed thick girl. She had a confident swag about her sitting with her head up, shoulders back, and her style of dress suited her very well. To top it off she smelled so damn good. She had on something that made me want to just lay my head on her shoulder and sniff her the way you would freshly washed blankets that were air dried in the country. Her skin tone was so attractive that I just could not look away. Every time I tried my head would drift back around. It was like her beauty had its on gravitational pull or something. After a few times of head turning and staring at her I figured I had better say some thing to her. I didn’t want to seem like some kind of flake ass dude. I turned toward her and said,



You know I am trying my best not to keep looking at you but your beauty has its own gravity and it keeps pulling my gaze back against my own will.


Her face lit up and her cheeks went flush as she looked me in the eye and said, Wow! That was so very nice of you to say.


My name is Dee and I don’t wanna compliment you to death but you smell great too.


Thank you, she said leaning in offering me a whiff of her neck. I made this fragrance all by my Lil self you know.


She told me about her business she started on the Internet as a lingerie designer for thick women and she also made some fragrances and jewelry. We talked until I saw my bus coming and I asked her if she was waiting for the 32 to my disappointment she was waiting on the 38 bus. I got up and express my disappointment at having leave our conversation. She asked if I was able to give her a call and gave me her number after my response of yes.


After a few phone conversations we decided to meet for coffee at Borders bookstore on Broad and Chestnut Street. We met on the second floor in the computer book section because I need a book on web design and she know where the area was so it was easier for us to find one another. I arrived first and went about find my book when my phone vibrated. I thought it was her calling to tell me that she couldn’t make it, but in stead she was telling me how nice my ass looked in the gray Dockers I had on. I turned to find her standing behind me checking me out. I remarked that if she liked me in pants that she should see me in my brief, we both giggled and hung up. I walked over to where she was and gave her a hug. She smell as good as she did the day I saw her on the bus stop, and was dressed very sexy with a low cute blouse that accented her ample cleavage and skirt that showed of her hips and ass just nicely. Her make up was wild but tasteful at the same time. She was lovely and very confident in whom she was that was a turn on for me.


We went to the second level for coffee and talked until closing. Our conversations just flowed so well that we often forgot about time. We had a lot in common like we both wanted to start be in business for ourselves, we loved the Internet, and we both loved erotic literature. Honee was somewhat of a writer. She shared some of her poems with me during our phone conversations and I would read to her from my favorite book, Erotique Noire. Our sessions would end up in some hot ass phone sex with each of us experiencing hard orgasms. One night I shared some of the most daring things I have done sexually with women. I told her about Ocean the African I fist fucked in a Laundromat at 56 and Market, how I took a girl in the TLA video store on South Street, and about Delicious the chick I used to fuck in ATL.


She responded by telling me that she was bi-sexual and that she was an “emotional fuck” which meant that she really got into a good screw and came all crazy. I noticed that she had gotten quiet on me like she was thinking about something that was said between us and wanted to comment on it but did not know how. I asked her what was up but she didn’t want to say. I kept pushing her and she responded that she thought I would judge her if she told me. I assured her that after I had told her the thing I had done and that we had talked about some raunchy shit since meeting how could I possibly judge her. I told her to tell me.


Honee told me that she had a fantasy that so far went unfulfilled because most men she told it to would either be scared off by it or bullshit about doing it. She had my interest, but in my mind I was thinking she wanted to do some bi-guy shit. Watching two guys fuck seemed to be the trend these days, but not for me. In my nastiest moment that shit never crossed my mind so I prepared myself to turn her down.


I want a man to cum in a container and we got to dinner at the Olive Garden so I can use his nut on my salad and bread sticks, she said. And she wanted to do it in front of the waiter.


Wow, was my only response. Fuck it lets do it, I said.


We didn’t set a date because she wanted it to be a spontaneous thing. That following Thursday as sat in at the barber shop with my mans Ron and Jay my phone rang. It was Honee.


What’s up momma, I asked.


I was sitting in class thinking about you and I had an orgasm, she whispered.


Damn girl let me find out, I said.


I got some Tupperware in my bag. You wanna go to Olive Garden tonight, she asked.


Hell yes now that you made my dick all hard and shit.


I wanna suck your dick so bad before we go, she cooed.


I can make that happen. I am on my way to you, I said.


I told my boys to go on to the buffet with out me because I had pussy on the line and had to go take care of this and ran out the door en route to 18th and JFK already thinking of places I could go to put my dick in Honee’s mouth when I got down there.


I jumped off the train and walked through the Concourse to 18th and JFK. The Concourse was relatively empty except for the cleaning staff and a few people getting off work. This would be a good place for me to fuck Honee’s mouth real good until I was near coming. That would make it easier to do what I had to do at the restaurant.


I sat on one of the big planters in front of the Comcast building waiting for Honee to come out. I was all into the big screen TV when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and there she stood in black fitted pants and a tapered shirt that made her big boobs look bigger. I stood up to greet her with a hug squeezing her tightly and pressing my dick into her stomach.


Uh oh, somebody ready, she said.


You did that, I responded.


I reached down between her legs and gave her kitty a squeeze causing her to swallow hard and throw her head back.


Come on and let me feed this dick to you mama, I said.


Where we going boo, she said, composing herself.


Follow me, I said.


We walked to the corner of 18th and JFK to the concourse entrance. We walked down the steps hand in hand. As we walked down the long corridor I put my arms around her waist and rubbed her ass. As we approached the concourse we went right to back walkway. I pushed up against the window of one of the stores and kissed her as I ran my hands all over her body. She returned my kiss and ground her hip against my legs that was stationed between hers. We continued on until we reach that subway station at the end of the walk. We went behind the step and she immediately dropped to her knees and unzipped my jeans reached in and took out my pipe. She took it straight to the root. I had to brace myself against the wall because it felt so good. Honee looked like she was a cigarette smoker taking their first smoke of the day as she used her tongue to play on my dick I grabbed her by the ears and slow fucked her face. She took her mouth off of my now wet dick and used her hand to pump it. I leaned forward and palmed her ass as she jerked and sucked me off.


Shit girl, I gasped, you tryna make a nicca cum in your fucking mouth.


This encouraged her to make slurping sounds with her mouth when she deep throat my dick. She was hungry on my dick and I wanted to feed her. She held my dick up and licked it from the bottom to the head using her whole tongue. I wanted to fuck her right then and there but this wasn’t about what I wanted. She licked around the head and then put it in her mouth and nibbled on it. I had to pull her ass off me before she made me bust. I pulled her up by her shoulders. She came up wiping her mouth and smiling like she just had a satisfying meal. We kissed and started walking back the way we came. As we passed the stores again she says, omg u a fucking freak! Gotta bitch doing shit she only dreamed about. As she spoke I pushed her into the doorway on a store and put my hand in her pants as I used the other hand to grab her around her neck.


Squat your ass down so I can get in that pussy, I commanded her.


Yes! Yes! She said as she squatted down.


I used two fingers to rub her big swollen cl it and then finger fuck her as she squirmed on my fingers. Let me find out you a freak bitch hear, I said as I looked her in the eye. I took my fingers out of her snatch and put them in her mouth. She used her tongue to lick the cum from her super soaked pussy off my fingers. It was then that I notice the cleaning person across the way looking at us. She fixed her pants and I grabbed her hand and got out of there.


Our cab pulled up in front of the Olive Garden at Broad and Chestnut at 9 o’clock with her pussy throbbing and my dick hard. We went in and waited for a table. The plan was for me to go to the men’s room and spill my seed into this lil bowl that she brought after we were seated at our table. I couldn’t wait to see this shit. I got turned on from shit like this and I wanted to see if she had the courage to do use my cum as salad dressing and as dip for her bread sticks. I know there was some freak shit going on in a big town like Philly but I am sure this was top on the list that night.


Our server came over to the table and he was gayer than a muhfucca. Honee liked that shit part of her fantasy was to do this in front of a gay man and here he was.


My I take your order, he said.


Yes, I will have a garden salad to start and Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo, she ordered.


And you sir, he said looking at me.


I’ll have lasagna with extra meatballs on the side.


Anything to drink, he asked.


We ordered ice tea and water respectively. I excused myself and went to the bathroom with the lil container Honee gave me. My sac was full and it would not take me long to deposit my seed into it.

I went into the restroom and into a stall to handle my business. It didn’t take long a few minutes at the most and I skeeted into the container washed my hands and headed back to the table. I sat down and as soon as we began talking the server brought Honee her salad. I handed her the container while the server was asking if she wanted cheese on her salad. As the server grinded out the cheese Honee opened the container of cum and broke a bread stick. She proceeded to dip the bread stick into my fresh semen and eat it. You would have thought that she was experiencing a new delicacy or something as savored the taste of the garlic bread and cum her eyes rolled up into her head. The server hadn’t really noticed at that point what she was doing, but he looked shocked as he noticed the white substance in the container that Honee sat down on the table as he finished grating cheese on her salad. I was amazed at how bold she was. Amazed but turned on at the same time. She proceeded to use the bread to help pour the cum onto her salad, and she ate it right there in front of the server who really took it all in stride like it was something he had witnessed before. Honee finished her salad and we took the rest of the food to go.


We walked up Chestnut Street laughing at the whole experience. She thanked me for helping her with her fantasy.


I wish you could feel how wet my pussy is right now she said as we approached 16th and Chestnut.


Is that an invitation, I asked because you know I can arrange that.


I turned on to 16th street headed toward Market walking on the 0ne Penn Plaza side of the street and proceeded to the area where the parking lot for the Plaza ends just before the bank. I lead her behind the big marble planter out view of the street traffic. I unzipped her pants and slide my finger into her warm gooey snatch. Just like she said she was leaking all fucking crazy. I played with her pussy right there making her come on my fingers four times. I unfastened her pants and pulled them down just below her ass cheeks and pushed her over. She moaned aloud as I slid my fat dick into her slippery pussy and proceeded to fuck her right there over the black marble planter. She threw her ass back to meet my stroke as I dug my nails into her ass cheeks and gave it to her not really caring who heard. I pumped deep into her then pulled out and made her put my dick in her mouth. She sucked me in until she gagged and spit. I put her back in fuck position and stroked until I felt myself ready to nut. I announced that I was ready to cum and she spun around and dropped to her knees in on quick motion. She grabbed my dick and put it in her mouth just in time to drink my babies. She didn’t miss a beat and none of my come was wasted because she swallowed it all.


We chilled there for a second to catch our breath then I walked her over to the clothes pin to catch the 36 subway surface trolley then I went on to catch the subway home.


Honee called me when she got in as I made it home first. She thanked me again and we busted a nut on the phone then said our good nights.