Choice of a New Generation

It was a hot, humid morning and Naomi was sweltering in the agonizing heat. Her apartment seemed to be positioned someplace over the exhaust vents of hell and right below the surface of the sun. She silently cursed her landlord for his constant neglect of the air conditioning system. She was taking four to five showers a day to combat the heat. What, had it been only three weeks? It seemed more like six since he had promised to fix it. She promised herself that she wasn't going to call him again. She would call the Housing Authority first. She had to find something to take her mind off of this heat! Naomi sat in her living room flipping through channels the way adolescent boys whizzed passed the articles in Playboy. Quickly tiring of this frustration, she slowly peeled her sweat soaked body off the sofa and ventured into the kitchen. Standing in front of the freezer, she thought heavily on putting ice cubes in her panties and bra. "Naw," she said. She knew that might simmer other heat facilities in her already feverish body. Hell, just the thought of it seemed to make the sweat run like a faucet. But that was just her overactive imagination...wasn't it? She snapped out of her self adhered trance and reached for the last of the Pepsi. She could already feel the cool liquid massaging and moisturizing her esophagus. What! Nothing there? She must have already downed the last of the colas, but she could have sworn she had one more left. Oh, well, she could easily just walk down to the corner to Tony's store and grab another six pack of Pepsi. However, there were two things that may hinder that thought, so she pondered. First, it was scorching out there on the street. But it was even hotter in this damned apartment. Okay, first hindrance resolved. Secondly, well, it was only 6:45 in the morning and Tony didn't open until eight. But she was a regular customer, visited the shop almost three times a week. Plus she realized the way Tony pretended not to watch her when she walked the aisles, always in some low cut, revealing outfit. Hindrance number two, completely obliterated. She was going to Tony's, no doubt. She leapt from the shower, jump into a pair of low-cut shorts and a small halter top which looked more like a bra. She glanced at the clock: 7:16. Maybe this was too early. No, he had to be there at least by seven to set up for the day, she was sure of it. She walked through the doorway before she had anymore second thoughts. Rational thoughts. 1

It was dark inside the store. She leaned her forehead against the window trying to peer inside to see if she could see Tony. He had to be here. She was very much in need of refreshment, she thought, then giggled at the double meaning. Wait, what was that? She saw movement inside. Naomi tapped on the window. She could barely see through for all the advertisements pasted on the windows. She tapped again. "Damn," she grunted, "I guess I am too early.” As she was turning to leave she heard the door opening. "Can I help you," a voice of pure molasses questioned. Naomi turned to face the honey dripped voice and saw Tony leaning out of the doorway holding a clip board. "I, umm, I...” she was a little nervous now that the event was upon her. “Are you okay," he asked. "Yes, I'm okay I was just thinking, that maybe I could purchase something, I know it's early, but my AC is out and I was really, really burning up in my apartment and I was thinking that maybe I could come down here and... ”Tony, smiling, interrupted her, "Are you going to give me a chance to say yes?” She laughed nervously. "Come in," Tony held the door as she floated into the shop. "Go ahead and grab whatever you need and call me when you are ready. I have some packages I have to bring in from the back.” “Oh, okay, but I'm in no rush," Naomi offered. "Okay, shop away," Tony suggested and disappeared into the rear of the store. Naomi browsed a few aisles then walked to the back to the refrigerated section. She opened the case with the Pepsi's inside and noticed that she could see to the rear of the store through these cases. She kept watching and saw Tony struggling with two very large boxes. She called out to him and startled him causing him to drop one of the boxes. "Damn! What's up, sweetheart? Are you ready," Tony shouted over his shoulder. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just going to offer you some help," Naomi said. Tony looked down at the box and chuckled, realizing that he may just need some help to get this stuff put away before eight o'clock. "Okay, I tell you what," he said, "help me sort this stuff out and you can have whatever you were going to buy for free. How's that sound?” Naomi grinned, "Sure." 2

Naomi bent at the waist to try to pick up some of the supplies that had spilled onto the floor, at that exact moment Tony was coming3

in through the back door carrying more boxes. Tony accidentally bumped into her. She felt the bulge in his pants as it pushed against here exposed cheeks escaping from her shorts. "I'm sorry," Tony, said, "I didn't see you there.” Naomi stood up to face him to tell him that it was okay. She caught him looking at her erect nipples that were straining the fabric of the halter top. "Kinda cold in here isn't it," she quipped. Tony began to try to maneuver around her to put the boxes away and said, "I think it's nice in here compared to that sauna out there.” She gently grabbed his face and turned him toward her again. "You like these?" she asked. Then before he could respond she lowered her top to expose one of her nipples and slowly began to make tiny circles around it. Tony dropped the boxes and licked his lips. Naomi gripped the back of his neck and pulled his mouth over her pert dark brown nipple. He imitated the movements of her fingers with his tongue. Naomi began to release a low moan and slowly worked her hand down Tony's thigh. She soon reached her destination and found a massive, throbbing, prisoner aching to be freed. So free him she did. Naomi, then, nimbly unbuttoned and lowered Tony's pants. She began slowly covering the head of his dick with soft, wet kisses. Tony's entire body tensed like a spring ready to mightily uncoil. She sensed this and took his entire penis into the softness and warmth of her mouth. She sucked and licked his shaft for which, to Tony, seemed a blissful eternity, alternating between rapid hard suction on just the tip to leisurely, tenderly, coating his cock with her tongue. He could withstand no more and began to pull away from her. She grabbed his ass and held him in place. Anticipating his release she squeezed the base of his shaft and quickly began to lick the head of his penis until he started breathing in quick, short breaths and finally exploded into her mouth. Breathing heavily Naomi closed her eyes and leaned back on a stack of boxes. She placed her fingers into her mouth and started sucking on them. Tony, then, knelt down in front of her and began kissing her inner thighs. Naomi quickly slithered out of her shorts and exposed a glistening bush of curly black hair, pulsating with every touch of his teasing tongue. She moaned to him in a rushed breath, "I want you to taste me.” Tony obeyed. He removed her shorts entirely and spread her legs as wide as the closed in space would allow. He then traced the outline of her bush with his tongue ever-so-lightly and occasionally grazed her clit, causing her to shudder uncontrollably with each pass. He then lifted her atop the boxes and tilted her hips so he could drive his tongue deep into the depths of that squirming black mass. His tongue disappeared as he tongue fucked her incessantly. His face soon began to rival the glisten of her black bush as he rubbed his face on the lips of her womanhood. Her legs clamped onto the side of his head as she let out a silent scream. Her body trembled as she pushed his head deeper into her mound; not once did he complain. Tony then asked, "Do you want me inside of you?” "Yes, baby, yes," she hoarsely whispered, "Fuck me, Tony, make this pussy yours." 4

"I want you to beg for it," he said as he continuously circled the tip of his penis at the very opening of her hole. "Make me believe you really want it.” Just as she was about to oblige him, he rammed his cock into her, pumping his hips as fast as he could. She hurriedly grabbed his bulging biceps and held on. She was experiencing little stabs of pain and excruciating pleasure. She screamed his name, whispered his name, and screamed his name repeatedly. Tony cupped his hands under her shoulders and slowed the motion of his hips. They, then, grinded on each other in a perfect rhythm atop the boxes. He then turned her over and mounted her from behind, gradually working his actions back to ferocious. He reached under her to fondle her breasts as he pounded his meat deep into her. She could fell the tension in his body, reached back, grabbed his ass once more, and held him as they both erupted warm juices onto each other. They fell to the floor in each other’s arms, exhausted. 5

Naomi opened her refrigerator door and placed the six pack of Pepsi's inside. She then walked into the bathroom and turned on the water. 6

Naomi woke the next morning drenching in sweat and cursing the landlord. She went to the refrigerator and removed a Pepsi.7

She then walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and snatched up the remote. Flipping through a few channels she reached for the soda, paused, and said, “Maybe I'd rather have a Coke...and a smile." 8