Wrath of a Monster

by T J Edwards

  “Hell yeah. You know that nigga can’t fuck like me. I know what you project girls need. That’s why you over here right now. Ain’t it?” I sucked on her neck and picked her up, sitting her on top of my dining room table.

  “Uh! N’all, that ain’t why I came over here, Showbiz. I just wanted to see a familiar face. I’m hurting right now.”

  I unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down her thick thighs with difficulty. It was as if they didn’t want to come off at first, but with some tugging, they made their way down her thighs and off of her ankles. I opened her legs wide and moved her purple bikini panties to the side so I could see her fat pussy lips. They were fully engorged with her clit sticking out of the top of them. I spread the lips.

  “I know what you need lil’ sis. Trust me, I got you.” I sucked her clit into my mouth and ran my tongue in circles all around it. She bucked forward and scrunched her face. “Uh! Showbiz, what are you doing?” She bucked again and caused the table to shake.

  “I wanna eat this pussy. Then I’ma fuck it until you start crying. After I’m done, you ain’t gon’ give a fuck how my brother treating you cause you know I got you.” I ran my tongue up and down her wet clit, before sucking on her pearl again. She leaned all the way back and closed her eyes.

  “I need you emotionally. I need you to just hold me. It’s not just about sex for me. I’m a female. Uh shit!”

  She placed the bottom of her feet on to the table and bussed her pussy wide open. I sucked up and down her thighs. I knew what she’d said was the truth. That when it came to healing, women were more emotional creatures where as us men were physical. But I didn’t have the patience for all of that shit. I wanted some of that pussy.

  It was all that mattered to me. Ever since I’d known her, even from when we were shorties, I’d always wanted to fuck her. I’d only gotten the chance to do it once when my brother was out of town on Spring Break, and even then, I’d had to take the pussy from her sort of. My tongue dove in and out of her, separating her juicy lips. Her essence oozed out of her pink hole and I slurped it up loud and boisterously.

  “Showbiz! Showbiz! Aw, damn! I ain’t come here for this. Shit!” Her hips rose from the table to bring her mound to my face. I motor boated her sex lips and licked in between them, before nipping at her big clit. I continued to swallow as much as I could every time something ran out of her.

  “Szz! Szz! Aw, Showbiz! You got me! You got me! Aww, shit!” She closed her eyes and screamed at the top of her lungs, before shaking like crazy on the table. I sucked on her clit so hard, it was like I was trying to pull it out of her. After she started to cum, I eased up because I knew how sensitive it had become. She hopped off of the table and undid my pants, sliding them down to my ankles. She stroked my dick up and down, running it over her brown cheeks.

  “I got you too, Showbiz. You got me and I got you. Huh, let me handle this business.”

  She pulled back the skin on my stalk and sucked my head into her mouth. Twirling her tongue around it again and again. She sucked all the way to my balls, gagged, and came back up the repeated the process. I grabbed a handful of her hair and guided her up and down my dick. Her jaw hollowed in and out.

  She’d pop my dick out of her mouth loudly, licking all over the head while looking me in the eyes. Then she put me back into her mouth and started to suck me at full speed, while she pumped her fist up and down, squeezing it tightly.

  I humped in her mouth and rubbed all over her head. That shit felt so good. It was doing something to me just knowing I was letting my brother’s bitch suck my dick before I fucked her. I guess I was a dirty nigga at heart, but I didn’t give a fuck. I was what I was. This bitch was bad and I had to have her. I needed to buss in her mouth first. It would be my way of claiming a piece of her ass. After all, I’d just eaten her cum. Fair exchange was never robbery.

  I sped up the pace and held the back of her head, fucking as fast as I could. She gagged and a bunch of spit dripped out of her mouth and off of my dick. “Suck me, ma. Suck me. I’m finna cum. I’m finna cum. I’m finna cum in yo’ pretty ass mouth. Aww, shit!” I groaned pumping my hips into her face. I felt the euphoric feeling of my semen shooting out of my balls and up through my piece before splashing into her mouth. I let some of it fly, then pulled it out and came all over her pretty face. It looked like little streaks of watery ass mayonnaise.

  She closed her eyes and tried to turn her head, but I held it steady. “Stop, Showbiz. You so fucking nasty!” she hollered. I pumped my shit up and down until I was done. He still stood nice and tall, fully engorged.

  “I want some of that pussy now. I want that shit from the back.”

  I tossed her a bunch of paper towels. She stood up with her panties still pulled to the side. Her bald sex lips were protruding from her middle, leaking her fluids. I wondered if me cumming in her face had turned her on even more. I knew she liked them thuggish niggas and I was most definitely that. I didn’t give a fuck that she was as fine as she was. She felt like she was the shit, but I knew I was.

  “N’all, Showbiz. We came, now can we just chill for a minute? I need you to hold me. My head is fucked up.”

  I grabbed her and bent her over the chair, yanking her panties down her thighs. She yelped and it excited me even more. “Yeah, I got you lil’ sis, but first I gotta get me some of this box. I ain’t gon’ be able to think straight until I do. Open them legs for me.” I rubbed her wet pussy. It dripped all over my left hand. She spread her thighs and arched her back, looking over her shoulder at me.

  “I hate you for this, Showbiz. Damn, you always gotta get what you want.” She reached between her thighs and guided me through the gates of her brown, naked sex lips. As soon as that heat kissed my dick head, I slammed him home.

  “Aw! Shit! Beat it up, Showbiz! Don’t let me regret this shit.” I grabbed her hips and pulled her body forward, then slammed it back into me. Her ass cheeks crashed into my lap, wobbling like crazy.

  “I’m finna kill this shit, bitch. I know what you need.” I got to long stroking that pussy from the back. Loud slouching sounds resonated from between her legs along with the sounds of our skins slapping into each other’s.

  Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!. Bam! Bam! Bam!

  “Showbiz! Yes. Yes. Yes. Aww, fuck! Showbiz! Kill it. Kill it. Fuck me harder, Showbiz!” she pleaded.

  I smacked her on the ass as hard as I could, while I pumped into her. Her pussy queefed as juices eased out of her. I squeezed her thick ass cheeks and slid my thumb into her asshole.

  “Aww, what are you doing?” She smashed back into me over and over, pulling her shirt above her breasts. They bounced back and forth. The nipples were fully engorged.

  “Tell big bruh you love this dick! Tell me!”

  Bam!. Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

  “I love it! I love it! Aw, shit! I love it, big bro! Fuck me!” she moaned loudly, crashing back into me, creating a loud collision.

  Bam! Bam! Bam!

  I got more and more rough with that pussy. It started to get wetter and wetter. More hot and steaming. The scent from her kitty rose into the air and straight up my nose. Her ass cheeks vibrated every time I crashed into them. There was nothing like fucking a thick ass bitch. It made the pussy feel so much better if you asked me.

  She looked back at me and ran her tongue all over her lips, twerking in my lap. “Hit this shit! Hit it harder, Showbiz!” She laid her face on the table and moaned with her eyes closed. “We so bogus! Aw, we so bogus.”

  I continued to work that ass. I liked watching my dick go in and out of her lips. Her pink inside would come partly out, then go back into her womb. That fascinated me, my gold-colored dick beating down her caramel-colored pussy. Before it was all said and done, I wound up cumming in her four times and she came all over my dick three.

  ***

  I hopped off of Kalani’s ass and we got into the shower. She washed my body from head to toe and I returned the favor. The whole time I was washi
ng her down, I took my time as I ran my hands all over her sexy temple. I couldn’t believe a woman could be so fucking gorgeous and not have a lot of imperfections. I mean she had stretch marks in certain areas like her ass and hips, and even on the back of her knees, but those weren’t imperfections to me. Those were things that defined her as a real woman.

  I liked them. It made her that much more sexy. Before I finished wiping her down, I ran my tongue all inside of her back door and sucked on her ass cheeks. When you were as thick and strapped as she was, I felt that a man needed to appreciate every facet of that body and I did. We wound up lying in the bed with me on my back and her head on my chest.

  “A’ight, lil sis. Now you can tell me whatever you want to. I’m all ears.” I laid my big hand on her left naked ass cheek.

  “ Showbiz, I don’t want you to get mad at me, but if I was a man, I’d whoop your brother’s ass and kill that bitch and that lil’ girl. After all we’ve been through, I feel like he’s putting them before me and that ain’t right. Am I bogus for thinking like that?” She looked up at me.

  “N’all, you just got a lot of love for him and you’re feeling betrayed. It’s a natural emotion. Especially since he’s trying to kick you to the curb and shit. That ain’t right.”

  “I just don’t get it. Ever since high school, he’s been encouraging me to be this great woman. I thought it was to complement him as his wife, but come to find out, he don’t see any future with me. His mind and heart is already somewhere else. That hurts. It hurts me so badly.” She snuggled her face into my chest. I could hear her whimpering. After we got out of the shower, I ducked off and shot a gram into my system, so I was lifted again.

  “Yo, fuck him, ma. That nigga gon’ do what he wanna do and you gotta do the same. You shouldn’t allow yourself to be so weak over another person because when you do, you allow them to take control over you the way that he has. Don’t nobody deserve that much credit.” I yawned and tried to keep from nodding out. It wasn’t that what we were talking about bored me. I was just high as fuck.

  “But you don’t understand, Showbiz. I have loved that man ever since I was fourteen years old. He’s all I’ve ever known. I didn’t have a father around when I was growing up. So the only love I’ve ever received from any male was from your brother. I didn’t even think I was capable of being loved by a man until he came along. Does that sound crazy?”

  I shook my head and nodded out. My chin fell to my chest. “Showbiz! Showbiz! Wake up!” Kalani yelled and smacked me on the chest just enough to rouse me. I jerked up just a tad.

  “N’all, ma. That don’t sound crazy. You grew up in the projects. It’s the life we live. I get where you coming from, but you got me now. You ain’t got no more worries. Word up.” I sniffed loudly and pulled my nose.

  “Why do you keep on dosing off on me? Are you tired or what I’m talking about just not interesting enough? You can be honest with me. I’m a big girl.”

  “N’all, shorty. It ain’t got shit to do with what you’re talking about. I’m high as hell right now. I shot some of that boy before I climbed in the bed with you. That’s all.”

  “Oh. I didn’t even know you did that. I know your brother toot those percocets and stuff. I guess all of y’all get down, huh?”

  I smiled. “It’s rough out here in these streets. Muhafuckas be needing an escape. You know how it is.”

  “Yeah, I know I need one right now. How does it make you feel? Does it take the pain away? Both mentally and physically?” she asked, sitting up and placing her hand on my chest. I nodded out. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. A bit of drool slid out of the corner of my mouth on the right side.

  “Showbiz, damn. Can you wait to fall asleep? Answer me.”

  “Yeah, shorty. It take both of them away. I started fucking wit’ it real tough after my son and Eve died. It’s the only thing that helps me to cope. I been good ever since.”

  “I wanna try some. I mean not a lot, but at least a little bit until I can get over, Tristian. Can you give me some?”

  “N’all, ma. You ain’t strong enough to be fucking wit no heroin. Try them lil’ pills first and see where that get you. This dog food is for savages only.”

  “Give me some, Showbiz. Come on. I’ll even pay for it. And don’t tell me that you don’t want to be the one to give it to me, because if you don’t, then I’ma leave here and go find me some on my own. I need an escape. You’ve been through a lot. If you’re coping, then so will I.”

  I don’t know what made me jump out of the bed and snatch up my platter of Vega Heroin that I had hidden in the back of my china cabinet, but I did. I brought it back to the bed and sat it on my lap. “Come here, man. Put your hair in a ponytail.” I pulled my nose and ran my tongue across my gums. Kalani stood up naked, placed her hair in a ponytail, and sat beside me on the bed.

  “It look like cocaine. I tried that one time and I didn’t like it. It made me feel too hyper. I like to be calm and mellow like you.” I separated the heroin into four lines and picked up the red straw that I used when I used to toot the drug. I handed it to her.

  “Look, take it easy. Just clear half a line with this nostril and do the same with this one over here. That way you’re balanced out. This shit gon’ go straight to your brain. As soon as you feel it, lean back into my chest and let me hold you until I know you’re good to go. You hear me, lil’ sis?” She nodded and licked her lips.

  “I got you.” She took the straw and put it inside of her left nostril, tooted half of the thin line, and started coughing. I smacked her on the back.

  “You’re good. I got you. Now hurry up and hit the other side before you’re thrown off. Come on.” She coughed a few more times, leaned down and tooted the rest of the heroin with her other nostril. As soon as she cleared the line, she fell back against my chest with a huge smile on her face. Her eyes were low and glossy.

  “That shit feel good, don’t it? Tell me how you’re feel, lil’ sis?” She rocked her head from side to side real slow. “I can’t feel anything. All I hear is music and I want to laugh even though I know I’m not suppose to be happy.” Her eyes were real low. She placed one of her legs over mine and rubbed the side of her face against my chest.

  “Now I’m horney all over again. I think I need some more of that dick, Showbiz. Then we need to come up with a plan. We gotta get rid of that bitch and her kid. I’m not gon’ be able to cope until I know that whole party over there is broken up.”

  “I tell you what,” I said, sliding my hand down her collarbone and cupping her right breast. “Why don’t you turn around and hop on this dick for about thirty minutes, then when we get off, we’ll come up with something that will work for the both of us. How does that sound?” She turned around and straddled my waist, reaching under herself for my dick.

  “I’m feening. It sounds like a plan to me.

  Chapter 11

  Veeto hit my phone early the next morning, waking me out of my sleep. I was laid up with, Kalani, my dick still lodged deep inside of her. We were lying on our sides spooning. I reached over her body and grabbed my phone off of my night table. “What’s good, Blood?”

  The sun shined through the mini blinds that were on my bedroom window, causing our shadows to cast across the walls. Somehow, I’d forgotten to turn on the air conditioner. I was sweaty and the room smelled like heavy fucking. Kalani had traces of sweat all over her brow.

  “Sometimes a muhfucka gotta go ahead and make shit happen for the ones they love, kid. Word is bond,” Veeto chimed.

  “What the fuck you talking about, son?” I yawned and stretched my arms over my head.

  “Got that lil’ wet package for you. I need you to pick it up right away though. The whole Harlem watching. Nigga what you gon’ do?” he asked. I stood straight up.

  “Yo, you got that right now, Dunn?”

  “Right the fuck now. Holler at me at my spot in the Bronx. I’ll see you when you get here. I got yo’ hittas outside to lead t
he way. One Blood, kid.” The phone disconnected.

  Kalani kicked her legs in the bed, then opened her eyes. She scrunched her face and grabbed her head. “I got a splitting headache, Showbiz. Something ain’t right. I feel like I’m about to throw up.” She threw the covers off of her and hunched over. I grabbed the platter of heroin off of the dresser and sat beside her. “You ain’t gon’ throw up, ma. You’re just sick. Here, you need a lil’ more of this and you’ll be good.” I separated two lines and handed her the straw.

  She took it. “You’re sure? I mean ain’t it to early to be doing this stuff? Aw, shit. I gotta get to class.” She stood up with the platter in her hand, then doubled over. “Aww, fuck. There’s a sharp pain in my side, Showbiz.” She made her way back to the bed and sat beside me.

  “Look, Kalani. You gotta hit that nose and get this shit back in your system. It’s the only way all of your worries will stay as far away from you as possible. Here, now do like I say.”

  I took the straw from her and held it to her nose. I needed a female partner that I could do that dope with. I missed Eve, and even though I knew that Kalani could never be Eve, at the very least, she could get high with me. Then we could fuck like Jack Rabbits. I mean I would have considered it withTori, but she was already pregnant. I couldn’t have her fucking around like that. Doing heroin alone was cool, but it took things to the next level when you had a female companion.

  She lowered her head. “Okay, Showbiz. I’m trusting you.” She snorted the line hard and held her nose, waited for a few seconds. Then treated the other nostril the same way, before falling back on the bed with her eyes closed and thighs slightly parted. A smile spread across her face.

  “You feel a whole lot better, don’t you?” I asked, rubbing her thigh.

  “Hell yeah, I do. Thank you, Showbiz. I knew you’d hold me down. I’m just gon’ lay here for a minute, then I gotta get to school.”

  “Yo, I gotta go and make a run. I’ll be back in a few hours or so. You’re more than welcome to chill here until I get back. If you’re planning on going to class, then you gotta leave when I leave so I can lock my shit up. What you gon’ do?”