by Tina J
“Whatever. I’ll hit him up myself.”
“VJ, let me be around him for the first two days, damn. It’s been a couple weeks and I need some dick.”
“Bye Vanity.” I moved away from her door.
“Oh, but I can hear you say that trifling ho you fucking can suck you off.” I busted out laughing. She couldn’t stand Mecca and the feeling is mutual. However; my girl knew not to ever come out her face at my sister.
“Whatever. You cooking when he come?” She gave me the duh look.
“A’ight. I’ll be over and we’ll wait two days so you can have your moment.” She flipped me the finger and I dipped off in my office.
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“Pops, can you feel on mom later? I don’t wanna see that shit.” I had my face turned up at them. He called me over to talk.
“Be quiet VJ and where is Mecca?” My mom asked.
“Home I guess.” I grabbed a banana out the fruit bowl.
“When y’all gonna move in together and have kids?” She asked and I almost choked.
“VJ you been together for a few years.” She stood in front of me. My mom wanted grandkids bad as hell and being me and Vanity the only ones in real relationships, she was stressing us the fuck out over it.
“And I’m still not sure she the one.” My father smirked. He and I spoke a lot about Mecca, and he told me she may not be the one. If I wanted to find my soulmate as he says, then she had to be put on the backburner because no woman is gonna play second while I try and find the right one.
“I want you to come with us to Jersey next weekend.” My father said and walked in the other room.
“For?” I questioned because they go without me all the time.
“You mother wants to see Isa and you never go.”
“I guess. It’ll give me a break from Mecca.”
“Bring her VJ. She has family there too.” My mother chimed in coming down the stairs.
“Ma, she up under me enough.”
“That’s because she loves you.” She kissed my cheek and left me and my father standing there.
“Your mother think she slick.” I tossed the peel in the trash.
“What you mean?”
“She wants to move back up there.” He said and smiled at her.
“And you’re gonna go?” I asked and already knew the answer.
“Hell yea. My wife ain’t going nowhere without me.”
“Strung out ass. I’m out.” I walked towards the door.
“When you meet the woman to string your ass out, I’m gonna pay her 20k.” I started laughing.
“Why does every father say that to their son? Not every woman in the world who has a man can string them out.” I was dead serious.
“Shittttt. All I’m gonna say is, when you meet her, you’ll know.”
“Whatever.”
“I’m serious. You keep saying no chick will have you like me.” He stood behind my mother and kissed her neck.
“A’ight bet pops. What happens if she never comes around?”
“Then I’ll give you the money.” I nodded and told him I’ll see them in a few days.
I drove to my house and Mecca was sitting outside. I parked and stared at her get out. I loved her without a doubt but being in love hasn’t happened for me yet. That strung out, can’t eat, sleep or focus type of love ain’t popping over here.
“Hey babe.” She opened the car door for me. I stepped out and walked up my porch.
“Do you really have to throw Lily out? You know her son is my god baby and...” I shushed her. If she only knew the bitch tried to fuck me, I doubt she’d be going this hard for her.
“Business is business Mecca.” I closed the front door and locked it.
“I told you not to send your friends to live in my buildings for this reason right here.” She pouted.
“What you doing here anyway? I thought you had to work.”
“I called out.” I stopped going up the steps and turned to her.
“Why?”
“We haven’t had sex in a week and I’m horny.” I laughed because she can’t even take the dick half the time.
Don’t get me wrong, her pussy gets wet and all but the only thing I like for her to do is suck my dick. She’s a pro at it and I can go to sleep afterwards. Maybe it’s the reason I’m not in love. She doesn’t offer the full package and a nigga wants it all.
“You better not ask me to stop.”
“Whatever. Sometimes it hurts but don’t play me. You love this pussy.” I rolled my eyes since she was still walking behind me to the room.
“Just strip and meet me in the bathroom.” She smiled and damn near ran in there. Let me grab my condoms because ain’t no babies going in her.
Armonie Foster
“We’ll be done in a few minutes.” I told my cousin Haven when he stepped in the house. We were all going out tonight and since it’s his club, it made sense for us to go with him.
“Hurry yo ass up.” He sat on the couch and sparked up a blunt. I walked up the steps and checked on my best friend Ariel. She and I went to elementary school together and been friends ever since
“Ok bitchhhhhh. You look nice.” She had on an all black romper showing off her tattoos. She loved getting them where I only had a few because they hurt. The shoes were all black Giuseppe’s and her diamond necklace, earrings and bracelet kicked the entire outfit off. She had a short pixie style haircut and her face was beat like always.
“Can you get dressed? It’s already after ten and who feels like dealing with all the ignorant ass men we walk by?” She complained.
“Alright.” I stepped outta her room and in mine. I put my all black leather catsuit on along with the Louboutin heels. I also had diamonds to show off as well.
“Ok heffa. Don’t let Freddy see you.” I waved her off.
Freddy is my on and off again boyfriend. We’ve been together for two years and I have yet to give him my virginity. At first, I thought he was the one and couldn’t wait to become a woman but after finding out he cheated, I broke up with him. I know men had needs but if you really loved a woman like you say, then waiting shouldn’t have been an issue. Mind you after we broke up, I heard about him in the streets with other women.
However; he found his way home and I took him back because I really did love him. That was six months ago, and we have yet to indulge in any sexual activity. I won’t even allow him to go down on me. If I did, it would only entice the situation and right now I need to focus on me. The type of relationship we have is perfect at times and not so much at others.
“Do I look even?” I asked Ariel because I have a slight disability. I have what’s called a limb length discrepancy. It means one of my legs is shorter than the other. You can only tell if I’m not wearing shoes because it causes a slight limp. I was a premature baby and the doctor said it’s a possibility it could’ve come from that or it’s just nature. I’m not ashamed of it and no one bothers me about it.
I asked Ariel because when we go out, I do become self-conscious due to the number of gorgeous women in the club. Their bodies are brought, and they put us natural women to shame every time. We can sit in a club and say we don’t hate but in our heads, we talking all types of shit about how fake they look and how their ass looks disgusting.
“You look fine sis.” She stood behind me and stared in the mirror.
“We about to tear the club down.” I told her and grabbed my clutch and phone.
“About damn time.” Haven barked never turning around. As usual he was still smoking.
“Be quiet. You always got something to say.” Ariel popped him on the back of his head. He swung his body around on the couch.
“Where the fuck you going in that outfit?” He asked me and stared at Ariel’s clothes.
“Haven it’s fine and Ariel has on something similar.”
“That’s what ho’s wear but you’re not a ho.” Ariel stood in front of him.
“I ain�
��t no ho.” He looked her up and down.
“My bad. That’s what dick sucking ho’s wear.” He shrugged his shoulders and she pushed him in the chest.
“For your information, I’ve only gone down on two guys.” She had her hands on her hips.
“Not what the streets saying, and you know they talk.” He gave her the side eye. Haven loved fucking with Ariel and she fell victim every time.
“I don’t care what they say. I know how many times I’ve done it.” She snatched her things up.
“I heard your head game needs some work.” Her mouth dropped.
“Don’t look at me.” He put his hands up.
“If you want me to change the streets perception, feel free to work them jaws over here.” He pointed to himself. I just shook my head.
“I would never.” She stormed over to the door.
“I’m sure you had this same conversation with them.” She rolled her eyes.
“You sure you don’t want to? We got some time. Matter of fact, Armonie go upstairs real quick and let me fill her mouth up. I’ll call you down soon as I nut.” Ariel walked out the house. I don’t know why she’s mad. She should’ve just ignored him.
“Haven leave her alone. She gets enough shit from people off the street.”
“Why? Is that where she performs at?”
“Ughhhh. You’re so aggravating.” We walked out the house and to the truck. Ariel stood there pouting. Haven laughed it off and unlocked the doors.
“We still got time Ariel.” He joked and she stared out the window. I wasn’t about to get into their petty argument because they’ll be right back to speaking tomorrow.
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“Packed as usual.” I said stepping out the truck.
“I have you and the dick sucker in VIP.” Ariel flipped him the bird. We followed behind him to the door and stepped away as security removed the red rope.
The song Money boomed through the speakers as we made our way to VIP. Each area was sectioned off by a small wall for privacy. You were only able to see in those sections if you walked past and even then it may be hard being they had sliding doors in front of them with curtains. Haven did the most with his club but the way him and Anita used to fuck, I’m not surprised. Too bad she’s not gonna join us anymore. Haven didn’t tell us she was dead, well I guess he did in his own way by saying the Reaper got her. Oh well, she knew like the whole world not to fuck him over, but I guess she thought as his woman she’d be exempt.
“A’ight. Bottle service will be here in a minute and the red button is right there.” He pointed to it behind us. Its only for emergencies and it unlocked the sliding doors if they were closed. When you walk up the steps to get here you see signs that say press in case of emergencies. I know I appreciated it. One thing Haven didn’t play, is rape and he refused to allow any woman to be uncomfortable and unable to leave.
“Remember Ariel. No sucking dick in front of my cousin. She needs to stay pure forever.” He winked at me and she threw some ice from the bucket at him.
All my male cousins are over protective of the girls in the family but since I’m the first one, they’re extra with me. Sometimes I love it and other times it gets on my nerves.
“OH MY GOD!” I saw Ariel staring down at her screen.
“WHAT?” She had me nervous.
“VJ is in town and over my parents.” I smiled because he’s her favorite cousin.
“Really? I haven’t seen him in years.” The last time I seen him we were twelve or thirteen. Their fathers owned apartment complexes and condominiums. They moved to Virginia to open up more spots and never returned. They come visit but he usually stays behind to handle the business.
“I know right. He FaceTime’s me once in a blue moon but it’s not the same as being around.”
“Awww look at you about to cry.”
“I am. Let me tell him where we are. Maybe he’ll come by.” I told her ok and put the order in for bottle service.
For the next two hours she and I drank and danced our ass off. It felt good to be free and not have any worries.
Both of us went to the bathroom and like I said, women were in there half naked with built up bodies. Ariel and I joked all the way to our VIP area and stopped when we noticed some dude kissing a chick in our section. I almost got turned on by how erotic the shit looked. It’s like he was making love to her mouth.
“EXCUSE YOU! YOU’RE IN OUR SECTION!” I shouted over the music. The dude stopped, wiped his bottom lip and looked up.
“OH MY GOD! VERNONNNNNNN!” Ariel ran over and jumped in his arms. The chick didn’t seem happy at all.
“Damn cuz. I miss you too.” He hugged her tight and put her down giving me a better look.
Even when we were younger VJ was fine but got damn, he had my panties wet just by staring at him. His thug appearance and swag were ridiculous and had my ass not been a virgin I’d probably ask him to follow me in the bathroom. That’s how sexy he looked.
“How did you know which section I was in?”
“Ugh, you told me in the text.” Ariel smacked herself on the forehead and laughed because she forgot.
“This is Mecca. Mecca, this is my cousin Ariel.” The way her face turned up had me and my friend on guard. Why the fuck she mad and we just met?
“Hi.” She barely spoke and gave a fake wave.
“Whatever. VJ you remember Armonie right?” He looked past her and surveyed my entire body before making eye contact.
“Don’t play me VJ.” He moved towards me.
“Never that.” He hugged me tight and his cologne invaded the hell outta my nostrils. Not only did he look good, he smelled it.
“You still sexy as fuck. It makes me wish I didn’t bring her.” He whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek. I swear, I wanted to open my mouth and get the same kiss he gave the Mecca bitch.
“Too bad for you.” I flirted. His tongue slid over that bottom lip and my pussy began to thump. Never in my life has a man gotten me this hot and bothered; not even Freddy.
“Yea, it’s too bad.” He winked and walked over to where his chick stood.
“Now who about to be the dicksucking ho?” Ariel joked.
“If I knew how to, you got damn right. As sexy as he is, I’d suck the skin right off.” She spit her drink out. I thought it was from laughing until I turned around and saw Freddy standing there.
“Let’s go.” He barked and gripped my arm. I would ask how he knew which section I was in, but everyone knew he was my man; including security.
“Go where?” I questioned because the liquor reeked through his clothes. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he spilled an entire bottle on himself.
“Outside to talk.”
“No thanks.” I tried to walk off and he gripped my arm tighter. Here we go with this shit.
VJ
“Why your cousin jump on you like that?” Mecca asked.
“Because we haven’t physically seen one another in years. Why the fuck does it matter? You know we’re related.” I stood up.
“What about the other bitch. I saw how she looked at you.” I smirked thinking about Monie. I’ve known her for as long as Ariel has but we weren’t around one another a lot. She had her friends and I had mine. It didn’t stop me from admiring her beauty back then and now. She’s still one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen a lot.
She had a caramel complexion with a small mole above her right eye. She used to wear braces and now her teeth are perfect and white. Her petite and thick frame makes a nigga wanna keep her hidden from the world. I’ve never had a crush on her or even tried to get at her because even though we’re a year apart, she was still too young for me. I wanted an older woman. Someone mature, had her head on straight and her own place.
At the age of 15, all of us young niggas were fucking cougars. It was all fun and games until they wanted a relationship and control. I had to tell one older bitch I already had a mother. Another o
ne wanted me to discipline her ten-year-old kid. Bitch, I’m only eighteen how that look? I could tell you some stories about older women.
Anyway, when the nigga snatched her up, I glanced around the club to see if her peoples were here. I may not live in this area but their names held weight. They were feared by many; especially having someone named the Reaper in your family. The gruesome stories I heard about him, one would think he has the mind of a serial killer with the shit he does.
“You stay worried about other bitches when I’m here with you.” I didn’t mean to call Monie a bitch. I was just tryna make a point.
“Stay right here.” I pointed to the chair.
“Where you going?”
“To piss damn. You wanna hold my dick for me while I do it?” What started out as a good night is ending up being annoying as usual.
Mecca and I have been together for a few years. She’s from Virginia and had some family members up here too. I wish she go visit they ass; instead she sitting up under me.
She too is gorgeous and like I said before, her head skills are good but the pussy is just average. I’ve had better and if she didn’t beg me to come, I wouldn’t have brought her. My mother is the one who asked me to let her tag along.
My uncle Birch who is Ariel’s father, and my pops brother wanted to open up more buildings in other parts of Jersey. He can do it on his own but I honestly think he wants his brother close. Shit, my mother Maylan and aunt Isa talk all day long, so I know they want to be close to each other again.
When we got to their house the two of them hugged for at least ten minutes. My pops and uncle Birch left them standing there and went out to smoke. I wanted to see my cousins too but damn.
“Tha fuck you doing in that nigga face?” I heard in the foyer area of the bathroom. No one was there when I came in. I turned the water on to wash my hands and grabbed some paper towels.
“Freddy, he’s Ariel’s cousin. Why you so insecure?”
“Ain’t nobody insecure. Bitch, you better not be giving out no pussy.” I shook my head. Niggas really be in their feelings when their woman speaks to someone else.
“I’m not, let go.” Once she said that I rushed to open the door. My mom was a victim of domestic violence and almost died if my father didn’t save her.