Life After Sadie

by Natalie Weber

  Serenity worked her clit and inserted two fingers inside her hot flesh while Heaven pressed her body against Serenity’s. Now Serenity was against the wall with her back still to Heaven. “Is it wet, Serenity?”

  “Uh-huh,” she moaned.

  “How wet?” Heaven asked.

  “It’s real wet,” Serenity answered. “Oh shit, it’s drippin’.”

  “Is it sweet?” Heaven asked. “Taste your fingers and tell me if it’s sweet,” she instructed.

  Serenity did as she was told, lifting her fingers to her mouth and sucking the juice from them.

  “Mmm, it’s sweet... . My pussy is throbbing,” Serenity whispered. Her nipples ached, and she wanted to pinch them so badly. She wanted to turn around and have Heaven’s mouth full of her flesh. The thought of Heaven’s tongue playing with her wet pussy caused miniorgasms to go off as she gyrated her ass against Heaven. She wanted more. She needed to cum, preferably inside of Heaven’s mouth. She promised herself that she would never take it that far with Heaven again, but this girl did something to her. Heaven made her feel like no other. She was slowly becoming addicted to her sex.

  Serenity had always been a closet freak. She had sex with Rock in a Macy’s dressing room when they went shopping one time. It was like when she wanted to cum, she’d do anything to get it, but orgasms received from a woman were so much more intense. She didn’t know if it was because of all the sneaking around she was doing with Heaven, but all Serenity knew was that she didn’t want to stop it.

  “I want to taste it,” Heaven whispered. “My clit is so juicy, Serenity. It’s so fat and wet. You want me to stop or you want me to keep talking?” she asked.

  Serenity turned around and walked to the sofa. She sat down, then spread her legs wide open pulling her bright pink thong to the side. “No more talking,” she moaned.

  “You want me to fuck you, Serenity?” Heaven asked. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

  “I want you to fuck me,” she said as she rolled her clit in between her thumb and forefinger.

  Serenity was rolling her hips and palming her pussy when Heaven kneeled on the floor in perfect position to feast. “Shit!” Serenity cried out as Heaven’s tongue slowly circled her inner thigh and snaked her way to her ripe peach.

  Serenity grabbed Heaven’s head and guided her to her face. All of Serenity’s reservations went out the window as they tongued each other sensually. Only the thin fabric of their dresses separated them, and Heaven’s fingers were already inside Serenity as she opened her legs wider. Their breathing was heavy and labored.

  “We shouldn’t be doing this,” Serenity whispered as she grabbed Heaven’s plump behind and rubbed it gently. She closed her eyes as she felt her clitoris gorge in wanton excitement. Her sexual desires were too strong. Cass couldn’t fuck her the way she wanted to be fucked. She wanted to be fucked long and hard. She wanted to be fucked like a whore, and it was the bad side of her that was telling her that this was all right.

  “You’ve been thinking about me since last night,” Heaven said assertively. “My brother doesn’t know what to do with you. You like pussy, Serenity; there’s no denying it.”

  Heaven took Serenity’s hand and led her upstairs. Serenity didn’t resist, even though she knew she was dead wrong. The excitement of fucking Heaven in Cass’s bed made her want it even more. She had never felt like this with any man. She was beginning to think that she yearned to be with a woman all along, even if it did get her in a hot mess before. She was in the actual act of lesbianism again, and she liked it. She loved it. She needed it.

  Serenity lay down on the bed, and Heaven removed her panties, then dove in between her legs, lapping up her special mixture as if it were a world-class, five-star cuisine. Heaven’s tongue was so hot, and Serenity’s grinding made it feel so right. The sin of it all felt so good. Heaven smiled as she crawled seductively up Serenity’s body. She straddled Serenity, her panty-less pussy rubbing against Heaven’s.

  Heaven’s clit was throbbing, and Serenity could feel the pulse against her own. Each little thump was threatening to take Serenity over the top. Heaven pulled her dress up over her head. She was now nude. Her plump and firm breasts were perfect. The dark nipples contrasted against her light skin. The room was silent as Heaven removed Serenity’s dress. They admired each other.

  “You’re gorgeous,” Heaven whispered as she arched her back and lowered her head so that she could devour a nipple. She cupped Serenity’s breasts and sucked like a baby thirsting for milk.

  “You make me feel so good,” Serenity whispered.

  Heaven sat back up. Straddling Serenity, she began to move her hips.

  “Ohh,” Serenity moaned.

  Heaven rode Serenity’s clit like a jockey, creating friction between them. She pulled her pussy lips back so that her pearl was fully exposed, and then continued to grind.

  “Ohh, Serenity,” she moaned. Heaven had never experienced many encounters with other women, but Serenity’s cunt was so wet and sweet. Heaven enjoyed femme lesbians. She wanted someone soft and gentle to rub on, to suck on, to be on, and Serenity fit her preferences to a tee. Serenity’s pussy was like a peach, and she was rotating her hips as if her life depended on it. Serenity bucked back, and then reached up, grabbing a handful of titties.

  “I want to taste you,” Serenity admitted.

  Heaven sat up. She stopped moving.

  Serenity’s tongue was salivating at the mere thought of it.

  Heaven turned on her back, and Serenity climbed on top. She brought her face close to Heaven’s southern lips and inhaled deeply. Damn, her shit smells so good, she thought. Serenity had thought she was over her curiosity, but strangely, she felt a strong sense of attraction to women. It was almost natural to her. Heaven’s womanhood was pretty and neat; her lips were swollen in anticipation. Heaven had a fatty, and it was wet and glistening—inviting. Just as Serenity was about to wrap her lips around that luscious-looking clit, she heard her phone. She ignored it. She swallowed Heaven’s clit with intensity. They both moaned loudly, enjoying each other’s touch and taste.

  Cass headed home after talking to Serenity. He wanted to surprise her since she didn’t expect him until later that evening. He pulled into the driveway, cursing his sister for her poor parking skills making it impossible to drive into the garage. He grabbed a small bag from the passenger seat before exiting the car. Hopefully, this will give her some security after I tell her who’s gunning for her, he thought as he walked to the front door. He slipped the key into the keyhole and turned the doorknob. Upon entering, he saw two suitcases and two purses beside them. He thought he heard moaning but told himself that it was probably the TV.

  Cass stood still when he heard Serenity’s voice yelling, “Yeah, make me cum ...” He walked quietly to the staircase leading up to the second floor. He could hear sexual moans. “Oh, I know this bitch didn’t think she could fuck another nigga in my house, let alone in my fuckin’ bed!” Cass said, looking at the bag in his hand. He pulled out a white box and opened it. He gripped the hard steel of a 9 mm, then inserted the loaded clip. Then quietly, he inched up the stairs, fuming with anticipation. The moans got louder.

  He reached his room but wasn’t prepared for what he saw. His room door was wide open, and he could see Heaven’s head moving between Serenity’s legs. His gasp wasn’t heard over their loud groans of ecstasy. He stood in the doorway watching how Serenity’s body shook from her climax. He didn’t want to believe that the girl he was just about to give his life up for was fucking his sister. It instantly solidified his gut feeling about Heaven; she was gay.

  He stepped out of the doorway and leaned against the wall. This fuckin’ bitch! And she got my sister involved with her cunning, fuckin’ ways. Fuck that. I don’t give a fuck about this bitch no more! As for my sister, I’ma handle her ass after Serenity is gone. Cass’s thoughts quickly jumped back and forth. He took a deep breath and tiptoed back down the stairs. He walked to the front doo
r, opened it, then slammed it shut. Immediately afterwards, he walked into the kitchen and opened a bottle of Patrón. He stashed the 9 mm in one of the kitchen drawers.

  “Oh my God, it’s Cass! He’s home!” Serenity said in a panic. They jumped up and rushed to dress. Serenity’s eyes were filled with fear.

  Heaven grabbed an air freshener from his bathroom and sprayed the room, then opened a window so that the smell of pussy could dissipate. She straightened the bed and said, “Be calm and stop looking so guilty. He’ll never know.” Heaven winked, and then exited the room.

  Cass could hear the rustling upstairs. “I’m in the kitchen,” he shouted.

  As Heaven and Serenity were descending the stairs, Serenity froze. Her nerves made her feel nauseated, and her stomach threatened to blow at any second. She felt like her guilt was written all over her face. Apprehensively, she straightened her dress.

  “Hey, big bro,” Heaven greeted, keeping her cool as she waltzed into the kitchen. Her expression was innocent, and her performance was Oscar-worthy. She reached for a glass from the cupboard and poured herself a drink.

  Serenity was shaking in her boots. She was sure that Cass could see right through her. She felt transparent and was waiting for the accusations to start flying. She took a deep breath and waited for the eruption.

  “Hey, you two. What have you guys been up to?” he asked.

  “Oh, nothing, just the regular girl thing, you know. I helped her bring one of her heavy-ass suitcases inside. You didn’t tell me that you guys were moving in together.” Heaven put her hands on her hips and looked at Cass as if to say he had some explaining to do.

  Cass replied, “It just kind of happened that way.” His grip on the glass was so tight it shattered in his hand.

  Serenity tensed because she was guilty. The tone of his voice made it seem as if he already knew what she had been up to. Does he know? she thought in paranoia. She knew her best bet would be to not get involved, to avoid bringing her own skeletons out of the closet.

  “Damn, who the fuck done did you wrong?” Heaven asked, jumping back.

  “Shut the fuck up, Heaven, before I throw a glass at you! Just leave me the fuck alone for a minute!” Cass waved Serenity’s approaching hand away and stormed off to his home office.

  “Damn, what the fuck we did? Well, that’s my cue to get the fuck up outta here. Bye, nigga, and when you get your head straight, let me know. Bye, Serenity, hope you can put up with that nigga’s shit!” Heaven yelled as she walked out, slamming the door behind her.

  Serenity’s heart began to beat faster. She looked left, then right. Her insides were screaming at her to leave. That was too close for comfort, and now he’s flying off the handle over who knows what, she thought. Well, if we gonna play house, then I better act my part!

  She walked into Cass’s office and stood close to the door in case he wanted to show his rage. “Umm ... Cass, ...” Serenity said in her sweetest voice. “I think I’m gonna go. Here is your key—”

  “I’m sorry, someone’s stealin’ money from the restaurant. I’m pissed at Heaven ’cause that shit happened on her watch,” Cass lied, not wanting to create too much friction before he blew everything.

  Serenity felt Cass squeeze her hand, and she gave him a tiny smile before squeezing back. She knew that she was playing with fire. She could only hope that she didn’t get burned. Serenity wasn’t even really settled in Detroit and that evil bitch named “Drama” was already poking her head into her life. Am I falling for Cass? she asked herself. She didn’t want to believe that she could fall for a man with such ease, but Cass was different. He penetrated her heart almost from the first time she’d met him. He was intriguing and, although she knew that they were moving at the pace of a speeding bullet, she recognized the emotions that were building inside of her. It was official. She belonged to Cass.

  That night she decided that she would not mess with Heaven anymore. She liked Cass, and the tiny ache in her heart let her know that there was potential for her to love him. If she wanted any type of future with him, then she would have to keep Heaven at a distance and cut their friendship short.

  It was just a phase anyway, just like before, she thought. I’m not about to do anything to fuck this up. But what am I going to do when I’m horny as hell and he can’t give me what I want? She knew that choosing to be loyal to Cass would be hard. She would be sacrificing sexual pleasure for emotional and financial stability, but it was a trade that she felt was worth it.

  Yes, Heaven’s out of the picture. I can’t do both. I’m not even gay! It was fun while it lasted, but now it’s over.

  Chapter 20

  “Yo, man, what’s good?” Stuckey spoke into his phone.

  “Tryin’ to get this money right. I was just ’bout to call your ass,” Shawn P replied.

  “Shit, I thought you was coming to see me, my nigga. I ain’t here ’cause I want to be. When my next payment comin’?” Stuckey asked.

  “I got you. I’ma see you as soon as I land. I should be to you in ’bout two hours, and I think you gonna like what you see and hear from me.” Shawn P put Stuckey at ease.

  “A’ight, man, I’ll see ya,” Stuckey said.

  “One,” Shawn P replied and powered down his phone.

  Stuckey looked over at his bed and saw Tootsie sleeping peacefully. When Tootsie got too comfortable and let her mouth get loose, she made him think that Shawn P may just have other agendas besides Serenity.

  She reminded him of his mother, looking at her soft, brown, caramel skin. Her naked body lay there with the sheet partially covering her. In his younger days, he would sneak into his mother’s room early in the morning and watch her sleep. She would be so tranquil, not screaming, not high, not angered by his presence, not anything; just peaceful. With the time he spent with Tootsie, his feelings for her had grown. He wasn’t ready to let her go just yet.

  “Yo, wake up. Shawn gonna be here in a while,” Stuckey said shaking her.

  Tootsie turned over, exposing her succulent breast. Stuckey placed his warm mouth on her nipple, making it react.

  “I thought you said Shawn was comin’?” Tootsie reminded him, caressing his head.

  “I know, but he ain’t gonna be here for a minute, and my dick is hard,” Stuckey chanted between sucks.

  “Well, I know exactly how to take care of that. Let me taste him, Stuckey. I need it in my mouth.” She reached for his crotch and pulled his dick out of his boxers.

  “Oh yeah, baby, just like that.” Stuckey moaned, allowing Tootsie’s mouth to relieve his hard shaft.

  Tootsie wrapped her hand around his stiff cock, moving it rapidly up and down as she devoured him in her wet mouth. Stuckey lay back on the bed and let Tootsie please him orally. For the next twenty minutes, she brought him close to his climax three times. When he finally couldn’t hold back anymore, he exploded in her mouth. She lapped up every drop, wanting more. Then she stood up and climbed on top of him. His dick was still solid. She used her two fingers to spread her pussy lips open. Then expertly, she slid down on his hard pipe rocking back and forth, increasing her speed as she went.

  “Damn, baby, what you tryin’ to do to me?” Stuckey asked, grabbing her bouncing round ass in his hands.

  “Making my—”

  “You making my dick harder. Turn around. Let me see that phat ass of yours jiggle,” Stuckey motioned for her to spin around while his snake was still clenched by her wet walls.

  Tootsie bounced hard and fast on Stuckey, showing how fast her ass could wiggle. He smacked her hard on her ass, leaving a red imprint of his hand on her right cheek. He sat up with her still bouncing on his dick. In one swift motion, he stood up and she moved like a pro into the position he wanted: doggy-style. She bent over reaching for her toes as he stroked her deep and slow. She tried to push her ass back faster on him, but he protested and grabbed her ass cheeks to slow her down. Increasing his rhythm, he started to pump harder, making sure she screamed every time he rammed
her snatch.

  “Oh yes, baby, fuck me harder! Take your pussy!” Tootsie screamed as her body inched closer to the wall with his strokes.

  “Yeah, you like this dick, don’t you? This my pussy!” Stuckey yelled out as his climax reached its peak.

  With a few more hard, fast strokes, Stuckey let loose all over her round ass. Exhausted, he fell back on the bed breathing heavy. Tootsie did her usual and sucked the last drop of cum out of his penis.

  “Tootsie, I want you to be with me. I want you to come away with me after this shit with Shawn P. You with that?” Stuckey asked.

  Tootsie looked at his face and could see he was serious. This was not what she wanted. She was just supposed to keep him satisfied. This is gonna be a problem, she thought. She didn’t respond to his question, hoping he would just forget about it.

  Stuckey sat up staring into Tootsie’s eyes. “Yo, I asked you a question. Don’t you want to be with me?”

  “Of course, baby. Wherever you go I’ma be there. Does that answer yo’ question?” She started walking to the door of the adjacent room. “I’ma go take a shower and get dressed. I’ll be in my room when Shawn P comes.” She walked over to him and kissed his lips.

  Stuckey glanced at the digital clock beside the bed. A’ight, I got an hour or two.

  “My dude, what’s good?” Shawn P stood at the door with his hand out greeting Stuckey.

  Stuckey acknowledged Shawn P and let him enter the room. They took a seat on the sofa. Shawn P placed a small duffel bag on the coffee table.

  “That’s yours, another fifty grand.” Shawn unzipped the bag and motioned for Stuckey to look in it.

  “A’ight, that’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout!” Stuckey said with his eyes wide looking into the bag full of one-hundred-dollar-bill stacks.

  “What, you thought I wasn’t gonna come through?”

  “Nah, but you damn sure took yo’ sweet-ass time in bringin’ me my shit,” Stuckey said.