We Found Each Other

The moment I saw her, I knew I had to have her. Her aura seemed to captivate me completely. She wasn't like all these other bitches, just here at the club to see which man they can get to fund their lifestyle. All these bitches know how to do is suck d**k and beg for money. But she was different. I could see that just by looking at her. She wasn't pushing herself onto anyone, or trying to get in anyone's face. She was simply here to dance and have fun. Her beauty was unmatched. She was short, even in heels, with long black hair and beautiful brown skin. Tattoos adorned her arms, back, and left leg, extending all the way down to her foot. I couldn't help but wonder how high up her thigh they went. The dress she was wearing was short but not too short. It showed off just the right amount of skin. She wasn't wearing any makeup, just maybe some lip gloss or chapstick. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she danced, feeling incredibly aroused. Every graceful movement of her body on the dance floor had me transfixed, almost hypnotized. Her eyes were closed, lost in the music, as if the two were one. I just had to get to know her. As she looked up at me, her captivating brown eyes held a world of mystery within them. I couldn't tear my eyes away. I knew I had to make my move before someone else did. I make my way to her. As I'm approaching her, my heart pounded in my chest as I went to introduced myself. But my heart sank when I saw who she was with. Why did she have to be with those east side bitches? I always say, "Show me your friends, and I'll tell you who you are." I couldn't understand how she could be with them. I had no choice, but to turn around, and continue to chill with my boys. It broke my heart, if one could say I have a heart. I was at the club with some of my boys. We came to let off some steam after a long week. We were relaxing, drinking, and just enjoying ourselves when suddenly a fight erupted on the dance floor. It was chaotic - people were pushing and shoving, and the music was drowned out by the sound of yelling and breaking glass. My friends and I quickly made our way to the exit, not wanting to get caught in the middle of the brawl. As we left, we could hear sirens in the distance, knowing that the police would soon be arriving to break up the fight. We decided to call it a night and head home. No need to put ourselves on the cops radar for no reason. Realizing that maybe the club wasn't the best place to relieve stress after all. By the end of the night, I just wanted to get out of there, head home, and chill. You know how things go; something always has to happen after the club. I don't even know why I stayed until the end. As I'm getting into the car, I hear gunshots and see people running. Then I see her. I don't know what made me do it, but I find myself pulling up next to her. I say, "Hop in, I'll drop you where you need to go." For a second, I thought she wasn't going to get in. Then she heard more gunshots and just got in. As we drove off, I kept thinking how lucky I was. She may not be wife material, but she could be a good f**k. As we continued to drive, I asked her name. That's when she looked at me and said, "Please don't be one of those ninjas that kill women. I know I'm not supposed to get in a car with someone I don't know, but it was this or take my chances back there." I couldn't help but smile. I nodded and asked, "What's your name?" She smiled and extended her hand to shake mine. I was surprised, as that was a first for me. She waited for me to take her hand, and I finally reached out and shook it, introducing myself as Vines. She shook my hand and said her name is Sharane, but everyone calls her Tiny due to her height of 4 feet 9 inches. She mentioned it was her 18th birthday today. Apologizing for her nervous chatter, she expressed her nerves about riding in a car with someone she didn't know. I couldn't help but smile at her sweet innocence. I suggested she tell me where she lives so I can drop her off. She hesitated and explained that her brothers would be furious if they found out she went out and would "kill her, then bring her back to life and kill her again" for getting in the car with a stranger. She asked me to drop her off at her friend's house, adding that she hoped her friend was there because if she was not home yet, She would be getting her friend in trouble. She was not about to f**k around and get her fast ass in trouble. As we continued driving in silence for a few minutes, moving away from the danger she had escaped, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected encounter. When we arrived at the address she provided, she looked around and said, "Her car's not here. I'll see you later." She got out of the car and started walking, but I noticed she wasn't heading towards a house. So, I drove to where she was and asked, "What are you doing? You're not going in?" She replied, "I'm just going to chill at the park for a little. You know, give her time to get here." I suggested she call her friend, but she bit her lip and confessed that she had dropped her phone at the club. I invited her to get back in the car, suggesting we could get some food and chill together. We grabbed food and headed to my place. As we entered, she looked around and commented, "This is nice." We ate, watched movies. We talked for hours, sharing stories and laughter. I was mesmerized by her every word, hanging on to her every sentence. I knew I had found someone special in her, someone who would challenge me and keep me on my toes. It started getting late, I decided to push my luck. I suggested that if she was going to spend the night, she could take a shower and sleep in my bed while I slept on the couch. I showed her where everything was. I hand her one of my t-shirt and boxers. Then I left her to do her thing. When she finished, she came out and said, "I feel bad with you sleeping on the couch. Your bed is big enough for the both of us." I smiled and reassured her not to worry about it, expressing that I wanted her to be comfortable. She insisted that I join her in bed or at least switch with me, so we ended up sharing the bed. After taking a shower, I put on my boxers and a t-shirt before lying down. I lay down next to her, the scent of my shampoo and soap still lingering on her skin. I couldn't help but smile. I moved closer to her and she pushed her plump ass onto my d**k, which gave me an erection. I caressed her ass and began kissing her neck. My hand moved between her thighs and I noticed she wasn't wearing any panties and was extremely aroused. I spread her legs and positioned myself between her thick thighs. I was extremely aroused and attempted to enter her p***y, but she was very tight. I was surprised and looked at her in disbelief. She couldn't possibly be a virgin. Why would she give such a precious gift to a random ninja like me? She looks at me and tells me to just do it. She knows it will hurt, but it's supposed to feel good after the initial pain, right? I hesitate and ask if she is sure about this. She responds with a confident "yes, please." That's all I need to hear. I could have taken it slow, but I know it's just going to prolong the pain. So I push in hard and fast. Then wait until she relaxes. I already know I'm going to have to take it slow. I go slow at first. I want this to be good for her. I feel her wrap her legs around me. I start going a little harder, but I keep the same speed. I want her to feel all of this d**k. I want her to remember this night for the rest of her life. I feel her nails digging into my back. I know I've got her at the point where she's about to c*m. I feel her legs get tight, and I hear her moaning my name. It feels like heaven being between her thighs. I know I'm not going to last much longer, but I need her to c*m before me. So I whispered in her ear, "c*m all over this d**k," and she did. The way I nutted in her had my head messed up. I never nutted in a b***h before. I don't go raw, but I just had to feel what she felt like. Skin to skin. When we were done I pulled out. She just looked at me and said thank you. Usually, I would be kicking a b***h out by now, but I found myself pulling her onto my chest and holding her. I found myself listening to her breathing as she slowly fell asleep. The next thing I knew, I was out cold in no time. When I woke up, she was gone. The first thing I did was start looking to make sure she didn't steal anything. That's when I saw a note. Hey Vines, I used your phone to call for a ride. You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you up. Thanks for last night. I didn't steal anything. My brothers always taught me to never take what's not mine. Giggles...Anyway, thank you again. I'll never forget my first time.