Zolta's Wild Ride on the Pecker Express (eBook)

Part II:
Priapus
Unchained

CHAPTER 20:
Eureeka

Eureeka was a niggas dream. Some crackers had dreamed bout her too, but she didn’t pay them no mind. Her complexion was creamy and flawless. She had long flowin hair that she could tighten up some time when her man long for some fake sistah flava. Her nose was small, her breasts a handful and her waist long and tight; hips flared atop two thick thighs supported by sculpted calves and high arched foots. When she heat up, no matter what the problem or the mood of her man, she always go the whole hog in sex, takin him on the winnin edge of pleasure....so he feel like a gen-u-wine homo-erector.

Bitch look good havin sex too. A lot of women don’t know that a man really be payin attention to two things when he havin sex wit you. He be payin attention to how he doin...and how you lookin. It’s the baller instinct in em. By how you lookin, he really want you to make faces that’s unsual to heighten his experience and you can go head on and do that if you want to...but play it safe. Make the ones they do in the movies. Cause if you come out the box wit somethin while he doin all that buckin and pumpin and you shock him, his ass will buck right off of you and straight out the door. And he will not...I repeat will not, call you in the mornin.

The barmaid approached, “Hi Eureek...”

She wave her away. “How’s white power today?” she whisper sexily to Lightnin, slidin onto the stool next to him as he enjoy his drink at the bar.

“White power?” he say turnin to her serious, “Do I look white to you?”

She dressed in short black leather skirt, lace top, and spike heels buckle at the ankle, her hair piled on top of her head. “I’m talkin bout me baby.” She say slowly, “I saw you was lookin at me...you like what you see too, don’t you?”

Lightnin sip his drink, “What’s your name?” he axe her.

“White Power.” She say.

He don’t look at her. “Yeah...and my name is Priest, like the nigga in Superfly.

“Awww snap” she laugh knowin’ly, “You remember his ofay woman and coke connection in that old school movie?”

Lightnin start shakin his glass and rattlin the ice in it, smilin faintly, “Yeah” . He say.

“Imagine I’m her and you Priest.” She say.

He look at her now. “I don’t do drugs miss. And I don’t date white women.”

She put her face close to his and look in his eyes. “But you fuck em.”

He laugh.

“Feel me.” She say and pull his fingers there and he feel her wetness and his dick stand straight up. He was tryin to keep feelin it. But she push his hand off and close her legs.

“I aint had no Black licorice in a while, and I want some now...I only live around the corner from here.” She purr.

What a crazy bitch this is, he think, now lookin around to see who else is in the dimly lit bar. They was practically alone.

She write somethin on a piece of paper and stick it in his shirt pocket. Then she stand up and lean in and pull aside the flap on her skirt so he can see the heavy bush of hair she got. His eyes is fixed. “I love me some Black meat.” She whisper, “And I betcha I know what to do with it better than any woman you know baby.” Then she wet her lips and with great ease, walks on out the door.

Mufuckas mouth fill up wit slob. He suck up dat drink so fast, he barely notice his friend Nard, slide in on the stool next to him.

“Man who was that fine motor scooter?” Nard axe.

Lightnin try to compose hisself, cleared his throat. He order another drink, “Man, I don’t know dat dizzy bitch; said she wanted some Black dick.”

“Look like she was interested...you blow her off ?”

“Nard, you aint been knowin me long, but since you been knowin me, what’s the one thing that’s true all the time, man?”

Nard think... sippin his drink, then finally say, “You don’t deal wit White women?”

“Word!” Lightnin say.

“Excuse me Bruh...but do you really believe white girls don’t have good pussy?”

“Man...they don’t smell like a Sistah.”

“Chanel is...”

“Who the hell is Chanel?” Lightnin axe, reclaimin his calm.

Nard look at Lightnin and smile, “Chanel is the perfume Ms. Lookin for Black Dick was wearin and I’ll tell you something, it aint cheap, and neither was her outfit.”

Nard motion for a drink, “What’s her name?”

“White Power.” Lightnin say.

Nard let out a sly laugh.

“What’s so funny, man?”

“Look like she was named appropriately. She IS a white chick. And all chicks come with built in power. With a name like that , it means the pussy is off the chi-zain.”

“Compaired to what?” Lightnin say. “Said she wanted some black licorice.”

“I just think fine as that bitch is, if she’d said she wanted some Bratwurst and gave me the come-on, I’d fuck that pussy into a new shape...and been hollerin White Po-werrr!”

Nard laugh and hunch Lightnin playfully on the shoulder promptin him to laugh too. Lighnin paid his check, “You probably would have Man. Look I got to split. You workin tomorrow?”

“Yeah.”

They fist bump. Lightnin walk to the stop light, then pull the paper from his shirt pocket. It smell like Eureeka’s perfume. His dick hard and mouth waterin. The address wasn’t far from the stoplight. The buildin was a nicely landscape brownstone wit a recessed courtyard. He rung the bell; hear her syrupy voice answer.

“Yes.”

“This is...” he remember, he didn’t tell her his name, “Aww shit...” then, “This is Priest.” He say.

“Who?” she axe.

“Priest...from Superfly.”

“I don’t know no muthfuckin Priest.” She say. “I aint in that line of work.”

“You know.” He say, “We just talked in...”

“If you don’t get away from my building, I’m callin the cops.” She say serious.

Lightnin remember her pussy; couldn’t leave yet.

“Aint your name Eureeka?” he say finally, rememberin the bar maid half sayin it and guessin. “How would I know it, if you didn’t tell me?”

“I’m a popular bitch.” She say, “And besides, there’s lots of Eureekas in this town.”

“Then how do I know where you live? I have a paper here that you gave me with name and address on it.”

Long silence.

“Alright I’m gone.” He say, hopin she bluffin.

As he push the heavy glass door open to leave, he hear a buzz. He shoot up to the richly decorated second floor and the door wide open. Slowly he walk in lookin around careful before he close and lock it. The place done up in white. Look like expensive tasteful furniture and lightin.

He hear soft music and go towards the hallway where his nose pick up the scent of flowers, and as he turn and peer into a huge room wit a bi-level floor, there she lay wit crotchless red drawers on and nothin else in the biggest bed he ever seed.

She bend her knees and part her legs; her stark gray eyes hypnotize him. She taste from her champagne as she speak to him motionin him to get on the bed. “I know you baby...” she whisper huskily, “You like a special kind of ivory queen. One whose treasure you can taste...aint that right...”

She take another sip, “Let me see your tongue.” She say softly as she slide her hands down to his crotch and squeeze him gentle. I love me sone Black meat baby and I need a piece I can have whenever I want it.”

Lightnin took one of her huge nipples in her mouth and sucked on that muthfucka like it was fill wit vodka.

“Eat me.” She say, “Suck this candy daddy. I got endless wet pussy for you.”

He come out of his pants and plant his nose and tongue to her holdin her snug to him with his hands wrapped around her hips gettin every drop of her. Suddenly he’s in the back door and she start moanin loud. After a few minutes she turn around and they sixty-ninin frantic. When he cum, he holla so loud she figger either she done a bang up job or he caught a hernia.

“You knew you’d get the Light sooner or later, huh?” he say pullin the covers over his privates and kissin her hand.

“Any you know you’d get some white power too.” She say kissin him back on the lips, “I think we gonna be exchanging light and power a long time; what you think, sexy man?”

He git on top of her.

“This is what I think.” He say. And he start to do her again.

By the time the train pulled into Penn Station from Port Harmony Zolta’s spirits was lifted anough for her to go about plannin her next move. The kids would be home and she would love to see the...