Sun & Shyne 2: School Daze

by Sa'id Salaam

“Can I come in?” She asked.

  “Sure! I was just reading.” I replied as I smiled and put down my magazine down.

  She came over and sat on the bed, while pastor stood at the door staring. Nigga ain’t speak much but he sure could stare, and he would make sure to let me know he was staring too.

  Even on Sundays while he would be up at the pulpit, just a preaching away, he’d look at my legs or breast and holler ‘Yes, Lord’! His old ass would utter the same shit, yes, Lord, when I walked past him in the house and he stared at my ass.

  “Well,” she said and sighed, “You know pastor got needs. A man like that, you gotta fill his needs.

  “Now you know we love having you here, we wanna put you in college next year, and…”

  “Girl gone need a car for school too. Yes, Lord!” Pastor said gruffly.

  I could hear how horny the nigga was in his voice. Fucking hypocrite!

  “Mmm mmph a car too.” Mrs. Holmes jumped back in, “You’re gonna need clothes, money, and stuff. And well ummm… pastor got needs too.”

  All I heard was “pastor wants some pussy” and that shit pissed me off! Then reality it hit and from there it only took a second for me to weigh my options. On the one hand I had a home, clothes, money, college, and car. On the other I had nothing! Jack shit! If they put me out I’d end in foster care or on the streets. Then I’d probably end up getting raped or worse. My decision was made.

  “What can I do?” I asked naively.

  “Help me take care of pastor’s needs.” she said, as pastor finally walked into my room.

  “Ask her!" Pastor ordered, as he began to undress.

  “Are you still a virgin?” Mrs. Holmes asked, as she helped me pull my shirt over my head.

  “N..yes!” I said catching myself. “Mmm… Yes, Lord!” Pastor said, dropping his pants; letting his long black dick swing free.

  Mrs. Holmes laid me back and caressed my body while her husband watched. His dick rose on its own ‘til it was staring at me. He climbed between my legs ready to fuck me, while Mrs. Holmes continued rubbing my nipples and legs. I guess that was her way of helping him fuck me.

  “Just relax, Chile.” She said as pastor began inserting his dick into my pussy I squeeze my muscles real tight making it hard for him to get in and make me feel like a virgin.

  “Mmm… yes, Lord!” He groaned when he finally got inside of me.

  “Lord, Lord, Lord!” He uttered over and over again as he pushed in and out of me.

  I was happy as hell when that nigga came in like four strokes. He couldn’t take this good virgin pussy. Pastor pulled out of me and put his wet dick right in his wife’s mouth! She worked her head and hand for a few minutes until he was rock hard again. Pastor put that thang back in me and fucked the daylight out of me. All the while Mrs. Holmes was at my side wiping my brow and cheering him on like a midwife. “Fuck her good Pastor!”

  I made them take me shopping the next day. Every time they came to fuck me I made them buy me something. Pastor kept trying to make me suck his dick, but I wasn’t with that shit. I still don’t like to do it now but back then it was like eww!

  Pastor didn’t have any problem cumming in me either. That’s right his old ass never pulled out nor did he ever wear a condom; probably didn’t even know what a condom was, so when my period didn’t come I already knew what it was. The trip part about it was that they wanted me to keep the baby! Talking about it was a special child and blah, blah, blah. Bullshit! Good thing I put away some of that money they gave me cause I had to pay for my own abortion. I had to sneak to do that!

  I don’t know if they thought I was gonna tell on them or give their pussy away, but I had to come straight home after school. One day I just blew school off and had the devil child removed from my body. I made it downtown and back before Mrs. Holmes arrived to pick me up. I played like I had cramps and then like my period started. They fell for that shit too. They even took me shopping to make me feel better.

  Of course pastor kept cumming in me, but I didn’t care. I had gotten me some birth control pills. He could skeet all he wanted, and nothing would happen!

  They dragged me off to church every weekend. One day pastor was up there preaching, talking about sins and bullshit, while I thinking that nigga just fucked me, doggy style, this morning! While my panties were full of that nigga's cum he was up there talking about ‘Oh, Lord’; same shit he said when he bust a nut in me.

  I got up and walked out. Fuck him. I ain’t step foot in a church, since.

  Chapter 7

  Ok, so you gotta be wondering how I ended up fucking my girl’s man and letting the either one’s man eat my pussy. Probably think I’m just a foul trifling bitch, but it really ain’t like that. I just be so tired of them hoes crying broke when they got men, especially if you fine, and they are fine! Bitches attract all kind of men but ain’t got two nickels to rub together,

  Just like when Tanisha started fucking with Calvin. Ugly nigga rollup in a Lex and this chick all in love. Ok first of all fuck love! I got a lot of nice shit and I ain’t pay for none of it with love. Like you gonna fall up in the grocery store, go to the register with a buggy full of shit and pull out some love. “Get the fuck outa here”! Say I love you, oh go head!”

  Second if a nigga can afford a Lexus, insurance, gas and nice clothes then he can afford to put you on an allowance. Shit, you fucking him. I told her ass time and time again and she swear he won’t break bread. Soon as he pull his dick out ask for some. So, I’m over her apartment, we chillin and dude fall through, nigga can't take his eyes off me! Yeah I had some lil sexy shit on but that’s beside the point. She supposed to be his girl.

  As soon as she left the room for a second, here he goes.

  “You know I wanna hit that!” He whispered as soon as Tanisha went to pee.

  “You and a whole lot of niggas,” I laughed. “You can’t afford to smell my panties! I do not fuck with broke niggas!”

  “Broke! Shawty I got plenty bread!” He bragged “I’ma baller for real!”

  Tanisha came back looking at both of us like she missed something. I made up an excuse to go home and got up to leave. I don’t know what that nigga said to get up out of the house so quick but he beat me to the parking lot.

  “So you want me to follow you?” He asked trying to be sexy. You can’t be but so sexy if you look like an orangutan.

  “Come on.” I said and drove straight to the bank teller machine. The nigga sat there for a second before he got the message.

  “How much you need me to take out!” he asked.

  “You know what!” I said really huffy. “If you don’t know then don’t worry about it.”

  “Hold up!” He panicked, waving his hands.

  If chicks only knew the power of the pussy! Nations have risen and fallen on the strength of some pussy.

  “The max it’ll let me take is fifteen hundred,” he pleaded.

  “Fifteen hundred!” I said, like that nigga said five dollars. Now mind you this was like sophomore year, so I wasn’t striking for that much yet anyway.

  “Tell you what, since you Tanisha’s man and that’s my girl; I will allow you to pay me fifteen hundred.”

  That nigga was so happy he did one of them jumps and clicked his heels in the air. He ran to the machine and took out my money. Then he ran back to me and shoved the money at me through the open window. I had half a mind to pull off and leave his ugly ass. But why burn a bridge; especially one dumb enough to pay fifteen hundred for some ass when your girl would have fucked you for free. I took him to my little apartment and laid out the rules.

  “Ok, no kissing, don’t lift my legs up, only one nut, and you gotta eat me good first,” I demanded.

  “Oh and don’t talk to me.”

  Of course that nigga agreed to everything I said. Man, I almost thought about giving him a slight discount when his tongue hit my pussy. Orangutans must have some kind of special tongue or something cuz that nigga made me cum in seco
nds!

  Then out came the Orangutan dick. Now I see why this ugly nigga got my girl sprung. It ain’t only the Lexus, this nigga could fuck! He was about to make me cum, but I had to shut that shit down. When a man makes you cum it’s like he has power over you, looking down at you all shivering and shaking like ‘yeah bitch, take that’ NOT THIS BITCH! I squeezed my pussy real tight and made him cum. I pushed that nigga up out of me A.S.A.P.

  Of course now the nigga all, “When can I see you again?”

  “You can’t nigga! Go back to your girl.” I told him.

  Like I said I only fucked him to prove a point. To prove that point, I took Tanisha shopping the next day and spent five hundred on her. Then I ‘loaned’ her broke ass five hundred that we both knew she couldn’t pay back.

  So don’t be judging me so quick. That nigga wouldn’t give her shit! I had to sell him my pussy so she could have something. Robin Hood shit… Dude kept begging to hit again but I never let him. The price went up every time I said no, but I still ain’t do it no more.

  Delores was a different story. Her man ain’t have shit but his good hair, so I made him pay me that. I’m serious! Dude was cute and did have a head full of pretty curly hair and nothing else. Couldn’t even take her to the fucking waffle spot. We in college! We broke already! Eating Ramen noodles and shit, a lot and I mean a lot of chicks fucked for food.

  Not just get pussy and leave a steak on the dresser, but if a nigga could feed you on a regular basis you would ‘go with’ him. You eating and he fucking, win-win. No but not Delores, she sitting there stomach on ‘E’ and growling and shit while this nigga up in her. I’m the one who got to feed her ass. Started to tell her ass to suck him off so she could get something warm in her belly. She so hungry.

  So when that nigga finally got around to cracking on me I chumped his ass off. Broke ass nigga kept coming too. I kinda blame Delores too cause you ain’t supposed to always have your man around your friends. Bragging about how good the dick is or how insane the tongue game is. That’s what got me about dude. Delores said he had a whirlwind tongue. She got me so hot talking about how he can fuck with his tongue so next time he came at me I made a deal.

  “Cut yo hair off and I’ll let you eat me” I told him.

  “You got me fucked up.” He laughed rubbing his fingers through his curls, “Fuck you pose to be, um… Delilah or some shit?”

  “Ok." I shrugged and walked off. See that’s the art of negotiations. Can’t agree, name your price and give them your back. I ain’t get two steps before dude gave up.

  “Ok, ok I’ll cut it, but I’ma fuck too!” He demanded. I just turned and walked off again, but he grabbed my arm before I got far.

  “Alright, I was about to cut my shit anyway.” He said like it was his idea. “Rock some waves for the summer.”

  “Well when you get a fresh bald head come see me.” I said pulling away.

  Honestly I ain’t expect him to do it, but that nigga was at my place thirty minutes later. I laughed at his ass but let him in. Let him all the way in and Delores was right! That nigga sucked, licked and tongue fucked me ‘til I was cumming crazy. Of course he begged to fuck but ain’t nothing; he had to jack his dick to get off. Next day here comes Delores ass.

  “Girl did you see Carlos!” She exclaimed like the nigga was missing or some shit.

  Shit scared me. I was like, “Girl no, what’s wrong?”

  “Nigga got a bald head,” she whined plopping down on my sofa. “He cut all his hair off!”

  “He did not!” I said trying not to laugh. I was trying not to think about how I gripped that bald head while he had his tongue in my pussy.

  “See, shit like that make a bitch not wanna fuck with yo ass!” she said. Ma was hot, too funny!

  “I know girl!” I played along.

  “Mmm hmp especially when Malik sweating me too, that nigga got wavy hair and hazel eyes!” She said like that shit was the damn winning lottery number.

  At least Malik was the weed man so he could at least feed the bitch, and the nigga cute, which is good just in case I gotta fuck him too. What? I’m just saying.

  Chapter 8

  Ok, so since this is confessions, I’ma tell y’all about the time I actually paid for some dick. I know you thinking no! Not Alicia the diva! But yeah I did, and I would do it again. You already know who it was, yep that sexy ass… Shit! Hold up my nine o’clock is here. I gotta take care of his ole freaky ass. Y’all can stay. I met Michael Smith at my bank. He was the loan officer who helped me finance my condo. I got a super deal through a client on my unit.

  Even though I live alone and will probably always live alone I still got a three bedroom home. My shit is laid the fuck out too. I’m on the twentieth floor, corner unit right on Peachtree Street in the heart of downtown Atlanta. My view is spectacular! It had hardwood floors, exposed brick, floor to ceiling windows, two fire places, um… walk in shower and Jacuzzi tub, track lights; you name it, it had it.

  “Oh I love it!” I said practically yelling when the agent showed me the place.

  I figured I could afford a hundred and fifty grand for a one bedroom but they were all too small. This had plenty of space and room to grow. Beside the huge bedroom, which I found the perfect bed for, it has them big post on it, and anyway. I was gonna use one of the rooms as my office.

  Like I said, I don’t just sell pussy; my shit is a business. A bitch thinking about having an IPO and selling shares of this shit. Value my shit at like ten mil! Too funny! The other room I figured I could use as my gym cause a bitch gotta stay in shape. I had been going to a spa and had a personal trainer, Hmph, that nigga was a damn trip!

  All the women were talking about Jose. Jose this, Jose that. Jose the best trainer in the world. He has exercises to make your ass fatter and pussy tighter, so ok who ain’t gonna fuck with him if he doing it like that. Only thing is that nigga charged five hundred a month. Them old bitches could stand that shit, but I just couldn’t see it. Not me, so I offered to barter. We could swap our services. I get him off twice a week right after he trained me.

  Would you believe that nigga told me no! It was like he was repulsed. Shit kinda hurt my feelings and he was fine too. One of them black Spanish niggas, and he had muscles. I ain’t never like them ole Mr. Olympia type men, but he was fine and had good hair. Delores would have loved him!

  So, I finally told the nigga, “Look I sell pussy. This is how I eat and I gotta stay right!”

  That he understood. The nigga agreed to fuck with me but said he just wanted to lick me. Shit even better I thought. Hmph, that nigga was nasty! After the work out I tried to take a quick shower before he ate me but he was like, “No! I like the sweat! Sweat is sweet.”

  I laid down on a bench and spread my legs and dude was like no turn over! So I turned over on my hands and knees. No big deal plenty niggas eat pussy doggy style. But no, Jose put his tongue dead in my ass. I jumped up so quick like 'what the fuck'! Damn near hit the ceiling!

  “No, no, it’s ok mama. That’s what I like,” he said in that thick Spanish accent. “Ju will like it too.”

  Obviously there are a lot of nerves in the anus cause that shit felt good! His tongue never touched my pussy but he had me cumming like a mug!

  That’s why a bitch got a six pack and calves like a track star. Twice a week that nigga would train me then eat my ass. Then the dude got caught with his tongue up some dudes ass and it was over! I don’t play that gay shit at all. Well, ok that’s another story. So anyway I loved the place but hated the three hundred thousand dollar price tag. Fucking the agent was out the question cause his ass was gay as hell. I ain’t get no dick and he ain’t have no use for some pussy.

  He did tell me about a banker who had some really creative finance options that could help me out. I had fifteen stacks for a down payment, so he would have to be creative as a mother fucker! Since I was referred by a gay man I was expecting to meet a gay. Atlanta has the most powerful gay and lesbian network o
n the phone. All them macho ass homo-phobic ass ‘I don’t deal with gay people’ ass niggas is lying. You do business in this city; someone in the loop is gay. It is what it is.

  ‘That’s a god damn shame’ I thought to myself when I went in Mr. Smith's office. He was the definition of tall, dark and handsome. He stood at six foot two inches and even in his expensive suit you could tell the nigga was built. Built well at that!

  “Ms. Jones?” He said extending his hand.

  His voice and strong hand made my pussy jump. He frowned at me then looked at a picture on his desk, then back to me.

  “Nice to meet you.” I said taking a seat.

  I was dying to see the picture that made him frown and do a double take. As we spoke he was back and forth on his computer which allowed me to steal a glance at the photo in the gold frame. It was him and a chick who looked just like me except older. I had to pick it up to make sure it wasn’t my mama.

  “Your wife?” I asked when he looked back and caught me with the picture in my hand.

  “Yes.” He said smiling proudly. “You look so much like she did twenty years ago, it’s uncanny.”

  They were both in their early forties and both gorgeous. I stared at the beautiful woman and smiled. If that’s my future, so be it, I thought to myself. Boy I had no idea! But that’s another story.

  He alternated between his computer and adding machine; working his magic. He’d smile, frown, shake his head ‘no’, and then nod ‘yes’. He grunted, sighed, laughed, and then finally spoke

  “I think I can work it out,” he said triumphantly. “It’s gonna take a slightly larger down, and a small second loan but I can get you in that condo, if you want it.”

  “I want it! I want it!” I gushed. If I wasn’t sitting I would have jumped up and down like a little girl.

  “Mr. Smith I would do anything to get that place.”

  The moment I said that I could see the wheels turning in his head. Anytime a woman says, “I’ll do anything” a man gonna take it literally and sexually; him too. I guess he thought I was gonna climb under the desk and suck his dick. Truth be told I might have, luckily he cracked on me and put the ball back in my court. When it comes to my pussy, I’m the boss. I set the rules. I run the show! Except for once, mmph! So anyway!