by Natavia
“OOOHHHHHHH, SHIIITTTTTTTT!” I grunted as her walls squeezed me.
“Go deeper!” she said, holding her legs up in a V. I went deeper then she bit her bottom lip. Her head fell back in pleasure. I bent down to suck on her succulent breast. She wrapped her legs around me as I grinded into her. Her pussy made swishing noises. She moaned my name, licking my ear. She dug her nails into my back, she had me speaking to her in Patios. She didn’t know what I was saying but she got wetter when I did it. I don’t even realize when I use that language. That’s how good the pussy is. I pulled out of her to keep from busting early.
I climbed off her then laid down on the bed with my dick sitting straight up. Tokyo climbed on top of me then slid down on my pole. A moan slipped from my lips. I gripped her ass cheeks, pulling her forward as she rotated her hips. She dug her nails into my chest as she rode me. I closed my eyes then bit my lip to keep from sounding like a bitch as her walls choked my dick.
I reached up to palm her breast, as she lifted her legs up with her feet planted on the mattress. She was in a crouching position. It reminded me of those broads that was in the Nelly’s “Flap Your Wings” video. She planted her palms on my chest as she started bouncing on me.
“SHIITITTTTTTT! SLOW DOWN, GYAL!” I grunted as she bounced up and down on me. When she came down she rotated her hips then started bouncing on me again. I grabbed her braids as she nastily rode me. I started fucking her back. I lifted myself up all the way in her, gripping her hips so she could feel all of me. She couldn’t move as I fucked her in that position, continuously poking her spot.
“OHHHHHHHH, FUCK! THAT’S MY SPOT!” she moaned, as I pounded harder, making her titties bounce.
“I FEEL IT IN MY STOMACH! SHIIITTTTTTTTTT!” she screamed as I bounced her up and down on me. She was trying to hold on but her hands were slipping off of me as I gave it to her. Her pussy nectar burst out of her, dripping down my dick as she screamed. She was having an orgasm as her eyes rolled into her head. I didn’t stop and I couldn’t stop. I gripped her hips tighter, thrusting myself further up into her, balls deep! I rubbed her clit as my dick jabbed inside of her like a pile driver.
“HOLD ON, SHORTY! HOLD FUCKING STILL!” I said as she started losing control. She was trying to get over her last orgasm but was on the verge of having another one as I went deeper until she screamed loudly. She dug her sharp nails into my chest making me wince as she bucked her hips back and forth like she was riding a bull. I smacked her titties then squeezed them as she started coming on me. Her walls squeezed me so tight I started cursing as I busted. She fell on my chest as my dick still trembled inside of her as it continued to squirt seeds into her.
Tokyo licked my lips then sucked on the bottom one. I squeezed her ass cheeks as she tongued me down. She started moaning again as she rocked back and forth. My dick sprang alive again. She kicked the gear up in full speed and rode me until I was ready to knock her ass off of me! She had me moaning and pulling her hair as she worked her pussy muscles. And she wondered how she got pregnant again. She wanted it just as much as I did. When we were finally finished our sweaty bodies were tangled up into each other’s.
“No crazy bitches! Tassana got her own life. I have my family and I’m just at peace right now,” Tokyo said.
“So I am, shorty,” I said, playing with her braids as she lay on my chest.
“I love you, Kauzie,” she said to me.
“I love you too,” I said, pulling her closer to me. Only great things lay ahead for us.
Chapter 24- Tassana
I woke up to the sounds of our baby crying. He has been waking up every morning at five, crying for a bottle. I went into his room with a bottle in my hand. I picked him up then sat down in the rocking chair to feed him. I was having nightmares of my mother’s soulless eyes as she tried to kill me. I could still hear gunshots ringing in my ears. I have been waking up in night sweats for the past month. After I fed him I burped him then changed him. He fell right back to sleep. In three hours he would be up again but then it would be Osari’s turn. Osari was still asleep when I cuddled underneath him in bed. He woke up wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. A light from the nightstand lit up the corner of my bedroom. I waited until Osari was all the way asleep before I got out of bed. I grabbed his phone off the charger and there was a message from Kyree.
She was telling him how she couldn’t sleep. How she missed him and just wished she didn’t let him end things between them. Tears stung the brim of my eyes when she mentioned how he fucked her a week ago. This couldn’t be happening to me!
I slapped the hell out of Osari as he slept. He jumped up rubbing his eyes.
“What the fuck!” he said.
“So, you are fucking Kyree still?” I asked him. Guilt filled his eyes as he brushed his hand down his face.
“It wasn’t like that!” he said, getting out of the bed. I started reading the messages she was sending him out loud.
“Oh, it’s not like that? Is it still about the money? I tried to give back what I took from you from the money my parents left me! You told me to keep it for our son! What the fuck is it now?” I asked him.
“I just got caught up! I was chilling with Dez and he wanted to see Shimmy. When I was dropping him off, Kyree was over Shimmy’s crib. One thing led to another! I was chilling over there with them then went to Kyree’s crib. We ended up fucking! Baby I—” he said but I wasn’t trying to hear it.
“Do you love her?” I asked him.
“No, I don’t! But I am attracted to her,” he said. If you ask me lust is worse than anything. Sometimes it overpowers love and the fact that he is attracted to her is just as bad. The way I see it, he might as well be in love with the bitch too!
“Get the fuck out of my house! Get the fuck out! Get your shit and get the hell out! You want to be with her? Go ahead! I have been through a lot and I’ll be damned if another nigga of mine falls for another woman!” I said to him.
“It was a mistake!” he said.
“The only mistake was me falling in love with you!” I said, walking out of the room. He followed me.
“What the fuck you mean by that?” he asked, turning me around. I snatched away from him then headed down the stairs into the kitchen. I poured me a glass of wine.
“Just leave me the fuck alone! We can talk about what to do as far as our son!” I said to him. This nigga looked at me with hurt in his eyes like he wasn’t the one that cheated.
“Can we just talk?” he asked.
“No! Fuck you! Kiss my fucking ass! What don’t you understand? Get the fuck out, now!” I screamed at him. He just stood there looking at me like I was the crazy one. I started throwing dishes at him.
“I’m fucking tired! I’m not driving all the way to Annapolis!” he said, ducking the plate I tossed at his head.
“There is a hotel right around the corner!” I said to him.
“Okay! I’m out then! Let me kiss my son first then I will leave! We still have to talk about this shit!” he said. Osari must have lost his damn mind if he thinks I want to talk to him. While he was upstairs doing Lord knows what, I picked up the house phone and called Kyree. She answered wide-awake. “Hello,” she spat.
“So, you went from main chick to side-chick, huh?” I asked her.
“Who is this?” she asked me.
“Oh, bitch, cut it out! You already know who the fuck I am! Tell me something, how did it feel when No Hands was cheating on you with everyone and their damn mama? Yeah, you didn’t like that! How the fuck do you think I feel about you texting my fucking man early in the fucking morning? Bitch, I have been on good behavior but I will unleash that bitch again! Don’t fuck with me, Kyree!” I said. She started laughing.
“I’m not scared of you, bitch! You are the one that has to deal with it not me!” she said.
“Okay, talk your shit now! Wait till I see you! Not even your crazy-ass sister is going to be able to save you! That’s the only reason why you po
p off at the mouth!” I said before hanging up. Osari came back down the steps with a surprised look on his face because I called Kyree.
“Nigga, don’t be surprised! Get the fuck out!” I said to him.
“I’ll be back in a few!” he stated arrogantly, as he left my house.
The next day…
I was leaving the doctor’s office from Osari’s one-month check-up. When I got home, his father’s car was in front of my house. He had been calling me all day but I refused to answer. I thought I’d been hurt by a man before until I read that message! It was an experience I have never felt until now. It almost gave me a heart attack. It hurt more than anything. When I got out of my car he stepped out of his. He had the nerve to look good with a fresh shape-up. I rolled my eyes at him as I hurriedly grabbed the baby carrier from the backseat. There was still blood on the sidewalk from when I was shot and a little by the step where my mother killed herself.
“Leave me the hell alone, Osari,” I said to him.
“No, I’m not going to,” he said, grabbing the baby carrier from me. I unlocked the door then sat on the couch. He sat down, taking the baby out of the carrier. He held him in his arms as he stared at me.
“What did the doctor say? That’s messed up you didn’t tell me where it was so I could come,” he said to me.
“He is fine! Now, what the hell do you want?” I asked.
“I’m sorry, Tassana! Damn, what the fuck do you want me to do?” he pleaded.
“Turn back the hands of time!” I said.
“That’s impossible!” he said.
“My fucking point exactly! You can’t do shit but take care of him and stay the fuck away from me! At least give me some damn time for me to get over it! Since day one, I have been your doormat! I let you disrespect me and fuck me like I was a whore! I accepted it because I knew I deserved it! But that shit is over and done with! I’m not that bitch anymore! I’m a fucking mother and I’ll be damned if you do to me what my father did to my mother! I’ll be damned, Osari! Did you not just see what I went through! You of all people saw the real me! I told you everything and you turn around and fuck another bitch? A man is no good for me if he brings out the worst in me! My blood and my mother’s blood haven’t even washed away from the ground yet and your heartless ass is already cheating on me! I haven’t been home for a whole month and you already stuck your dick into another woman!” I yelled. The baby started crying then Osari rocked him.
“You ain’t going nowhere! Now, if you want your space you can have it! But this shit between us ain’t over! My intention wasn’t to hurt you. I was thinking with my other head. I let it take over me and it won’t happen again,” he said. His voice scared the hell out of me as he looked at me with cold eyes. He kissed our son’s forehead never taking his eyes off of me. He laid him back down in the carrier then stood up. He walked over and I backed up. His frame towered over me as he bent down then whispered in my ear. “You don’t know what I will do if you move on and have another nigga around my son,” he said to me. He kissed my lips then backed up.
“I will see you later,” he said, walking out of my house. I slid down the wall in tears because I was too deeply in love with Osari. And I doubt if leaving him would be so easy.
Chapter 25- Osari
I knocked on Kyree’s door and she answered it wearing small shorts and a tank top. I pushed past her and walked inside her crib.
“Bitch, have you lost your fucking mind? You are really fucking crazy! What the fuck are you texting me all hours of the night for?” I asked her. I always thought Tassana was going to be the problem but now I’m starting to see a whole different light.
“You are making a damn mistake! She is a fucking hoe, Osari!” she said.
“Don’t you think I know what the fuck she was like when I met her? She is my fucking son’s mother! I don’t give a fuck what y’all think about our relationship!” I spat.
“Let’s be clear, Osari! You just want her because she had your baby!” she said.
“I wanted her before then! I just went about it in a fucked-up way! Don’t stand there and try to figure out our situation! That’s none of your fucking business! What I do and who I do it with is not your concern!” I said.
“Nigga, please! It is my business because the bitch is calling my fucking phone!” Kyree spat.
“Let me leave out of here before I hurt you,” I said, walking towards the door.
“Osari, wait! I’m sorry! I thought I was able to accept you with her, but I can’t!” she said. She walked over to me then kissed my lips. My hands found a way around her hips then I picked her up. I know I didn’t love her but I couldn’t shake her! I was caught up into some deep shit! We ended up on the couch with her straddling me. She pulled my shirt off then started kissing my chest. My hands found a way down her shorts, pulling them down. Seconds later I was putting on a condom then crawling on top of her. She wrapped her legs around me as I entered her.
It was nothing but straight fucking! She moaned my name as I pounded into her. She sucked on my neck as her legs shook from the orgasms I was giving her. After I got mine off I pulled out of her. I went into the bathroom to flush the condom. I wiped myself off. When I came back out, I hurriedly got dressed. Kyree was sitting down looking at me.
“So, you are ready to run back to your family now? How do you even know the baby is yours?” she asked me. I grabbed her by the throat, lifting her up off the floor.
“Don’t you ever speak on my fucking son! Matter of fact, don’t call me no fucking more!” I said, dropping her onto the floor. She gasped for air as tears fell from her eyes.
“I love you, Osari!” she said to me. I have known for a few weeks she fell in love with me but I’m in love with Tassana. I do have feelings for Kyree but it isn’t as strong as what Tassana and I have. I been told Kyree I was in love with another woman and she let herself fall for me anyway.
“You love the dick, shorty!” I said, walking out of her house.
Chapter 26- Shimmy
I was finally off of house arrest! I couldn’t wait to go through the hood to make my presence known. I got out of my car with my bob freshly done. It was springtime now and I had on some flood pants, a gray off-the-shoulder, thin sweat shirt and some Jordan’s on my feet. I had my shades on as I walked down the street without a care in the world.
“Oh, shit, Shimmy out!” a voice called out to me and I waved. I headed to Dez’s building and his mama was sitting on the step, smoking weed. She was only thirty-two years old and she looked twenty-four. She had Dez when she was fourteen years old.
“Let me hit that, Desiree!” I said to her then she smiled.
“Well, look at my baby!” she said, giving me a hug.
“Where is your son at?” I asked her. She hollered for him then he stuck his head out of the living room window.
“Damn, Ma! What are you screaming for?” he asked.
“Shut your nappy-head ass up and get down here. Shimmy’s looking for you. You better not leave any crumbs on my kitchen floor either! If I walk in there and see a crumb I’m kicking yo fuckin’ ass!” she said to him.
Dez sucked his teeth, shutting the window. I walked up the stairs then knocked on their apartment door. Dez opened it up with just his baller shorts on. His print was visible and the tattoos on his lower stomach that led to that print caused a throbbing feeling between my legs.
“What the fuck are you looking at? You ain’t ready for that!” he said, shutting the door. I sat on the couch and he sat down, picking up his controller. He was playing some shooting game.
“What are we doing today?” I asked him.
“Sshhhhh!” he said, concentrating on his game.
“What the fuck! Nigga, I’m just getting off the box and all you want to do is sit here playing this raggedy-ass game! I’m fucking talking to you, Dez!” I said, smacking him on the back of the head. He still didn’t budge as he continued to ignore me. I kicked my shoes off then pulled my pants dow
n. I had on a black lace thong with lollipop tattoos on my thighs. I slid my thong down then Dez paused the game.
“I want an orgasm!” I said to him.
“Sit down! I’m tired of using my fingers and my tongue on you! I’m ready to catch blue balls fucking around with you!” he spat. “You better sit down, Shimmy! You know what happened the last time my mother caught us doing the sixty-nine,” Dez said, laughing. I hurriedly put my panties and pants on. Dez’s mama caught us one time and cursed us out. She even tried hitting Dez with a belt.
“You shouldn’t have been making noises then!” I said, laughing. His phone rang and he looked at it before putting it on silent. This is why I haven’t had sex with Dez yet! I was scared to get my feelings hurt.