Wild For The Night
Backseat after the club featuring Corwin Laron Boykins
Distracted by the sounds of faint moans and gasps over the music, LaRon adjusts his rearview mirror to catch a glimpse of the action in his back seat. While Nelly is at play, Trisha suddenly leans forward and kisses him wildly with tongue and all, almost as if she couldn’t help her passionate emotions. Now, standing to her knees in the back seat, as they kiss, she grabs his crotch and starts undoing his pants. A bit tipsy himself, LaRon enjoys the pleasure of being a spectator while the peep show commences in his rearview.
After unzipping Nelly’s jeans, she releases his manhood from his underwear, grips him like a motorcycle handle bar and starts going to town on him. Nelly does nothing more than sit back and enjoy the attention.
“Ayo man, I’ve only had this car a day, please don’t get anything on my back seat or my carpet.” LaRon says laughing in amazement.
Nelly, captivated by her tactics, can only acknowledge LaRon with a thumbs-up. But, then Trisha pops up and answers for him.
“Don’t worry, I got this! Oh, and by the way, nice car!” She says before dropping back into Nelly’s lap and proceeding to handle her business.
LaRon, trying so hard not to laugh, could not believe that the same snobby, uptight, conceited ‘priss’ that didn’t give anyone any play in the club, is now getting fingered and humiliating herself giving Nelly pleasure in the back of his whip.
“Man, I’ve got to get my hands of some of that stuff!” LaRon says under his breath to himself as he can’t believe what’s unfolding before him.
After, pulling in front of the hotel to drop Trisha off, Nelly steps out of the car with her to say his good-byes for the evening. But, after a brief discussion as they stood outside, when he returns to the car, apparently other arrangements must have been discussed.
“Ayo, dawg! ‘I’ma’ hold up here for the night, fam. Shorty, don’t want me to leave so soon, so…you know how that go.” Nelly explains as he leans into the car through LaRon’s open window.
“Aight, but you got my damn, brand new car smelling like ‘pa-dussy’ up in here! ‘I’ma’ need you to pay for my whip to be cleaned tomorrow, dawg. And, I want in on whatever you gave shorty tonight, because this makes absolutely no sense.” LaRon demands, referring to how Nelly was able to bag something as fine as Trisha for the night.
“Cool! Tomorrow, I’ll make that happen for you. Right now, let me break off a piece of this pie while it’s still hot, ‘ya’, mean?” Nelly complies, as they shake on it.
“Damn, don’t have too much fun!” LaRon bellows out to Nelly as he gets one lasting look at how ‘badd’ Trisha really is. “Man, I’ve got to get me some of that stuff, ASAP!” LaRon says to himself again before driving off.