by K NICOLE
I got comfortable on one side of the jet and those two kept on trekking to the back where there was a comfortable ass bed. Not one to want to sit here and listen to my brother dig her back out, I popped my AirPods into my ears and closed my eyes. Imagine when I did, Perri’s fine ass popped right into my damn head. I could see her dark brown almond eyes staring deep into my soul while slowly riding me. Her pretty mouth hanging open as I drilled her from underneath. My eyes snapped wide open. I had no business thinking about that girl who was back there getting fucked on by my blood and I doubt he planned on sharing her. We were too grown to be sharing hoes these days.
Movement had me sitting up and it was Perri and Roman coming from the back and getting comfortable on the other side. Roman turned the TV on and handed Perri the remote. I snorted when she turned to LMN.
“Problem?”
I turned my head and gawked at her. She had no idea the type of nigga she was talking to. I was a no filter type of nigga and wouldn’t hesitate to hurt her muthafuckin’ feelings. Pretty or not. Roman knew that shit. He was shaking his head slowly at me from side to side.
“Get yo’ girl dawg,” is all I said before drowning whatever the fuck she was going to say next by turning my music up. I had planned on being real petty, but I was gon’ give her a pass. Roman should have warned her who the fuck she was about to be around for the weekend ‘cus I’on walk on eggshells for no bitch. This was about to be a long ass weekend. While they were out doing their thing, I was gon’ find some fine ass hoe to put my dick in.
Poor Diah. I wondered what kind of excuse he had given her. I never asked Roman how long he’d been juggling the two, but sis had to wonder where he be dipped off to for hours because the way he and Perry were so cozy with one another, he had to be spending plenty of time with her ass. Of course, he was. Roman had her well off in a house he had a key to. I just hoped my bro knew what the hell he was doing and not lose his family in the process. I’d be more than happy to take Perri’s ass off his hands.
PERRI
This man here. I thought Roman was fine. This nigga Zeus was making my clit have a fucking seizure. How was that even possible? They had some of the same features… tall, but I think Roman was just like maybe two inches taller. They both had that same caramel complexion, deep set of eyes, strong jawline with the neatly trimmed beard. Zeus had the neck tattoos and oowee that was a turn on. He had a hard demeanor. He kept licking his bow shaped lips and I was trying to keep my composure the best way I could because Roman was right next to me. He side eyed me once and that almost had me running to the back. When he told Roman to ‘get yo girl dawg’, I wanted to tell him to get me. I ended up excusing myself and going to the back.
I went straight on into the nice sized bathroom and turned the water on. Splashing a little water on my flustered cheeks, I glanced in the mirror. My phone was in my bag, and I needed to text Wes about this shit without Roman getting all suspicious. A knock on the bathroom startled me and I quickly grabbed some paper towels to dry my face off. Tossing the paper in the trash, I unlocked the door and opened it. Roman stood there watching me closely.
“You straight?”
“Yeah,” I answered quickly. “I just had to use the bathroom.” Roman moved out of the way to let me out. I was quickly grabbed by the arm and into his hard chest.
“You checkin’ for my brother?” he gritted through clenched teeth
“What? No!” I lied. I was definitely checking for Zeus.
“Don’t fuckin’ play with me Perri. That’s my muthafuckin’ brother. My blood.”
To ease Roman’s mind, I shut the door that separated the bedroom area from the front where Zeus was. Pulling Roman’s shorts and briefs down, I squatted and took his thick member in my hands and stroked it until he was hard and ready before taking it into my mouth.
“Ssss,” Roman hissed, grabbing my freshly done weave into his fist. “Suck that shit just like that baby.”
Sucking the head and down to the base without gagging, I took his balls in my hands and juggled. Looking up, Roman had his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut. I couldn’t help but wonder how big Zeus was. I sat there imagining sucking the skin off his dick and was spitting and slurping the fuck out of Roman who had no idea what or who was on my mind. When he shot his seeds into my mouth, he grunted so loud, I was sure he only did that to make sure Zeus heard him getting pleased.
Standing up, I took off to the bathroom to spit the shit out like I normally did. Swallowing cum was not for me. I really didn’t even like it in my mouth, but I did it only to please Roman and to keep him coming back.
As I was spitting and cleaning my mouth out, Roman came in behind me, pushed my tights and panties down, and entered me from the back. Gripping the sides of the sink, I moaned out softly because he filled me up perfectly. Again, he grabbed my hair back and attacked my mouth with his. I came so hard and once my shit was wet, wet, Roman started quickening his pace and fucking me roughly. I removed my shirt and bra and watched my titties bounce in the mirror above the sink. Roman grabbed both of them and continued to pound me until we were both cuming.
“Fuck,” he grunted, sliding down to the floor to catch his breath. Roman looked up at me with lust filled eyes that suddenly turned into slits. “That’s my pussy, Perri. Don’t forget that shit.”
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Instead of facing Zeus after getting fucked in the jet bathroom by his brother, I climbed in the bed for a nap. Roman went up in the front with Zeus and that gave me plenty of time to text Wes. As soon as Roman had closed the door, I reached for my Chanel purse that I had just bought at the mall on Roman’s dime and dug my phone out. Wes’s name was always on top because I talked to him every damn day.
Bitch.
Wes knew every single time I texted him that single word, it was some muthafuckin’ tea and he would respond right back wanting me to pour it on him.
What hoe. Tell me and don’t keep me waiting a second longer!
My hand flew to my mouth to keep from screaming.
His brother is a fuckin’ gaaaawd!
Wes tried to FaceTime me, but I quickly declined it. It would just be my luck, Roman overheard me gossiping about how fine his flesh and blood was. He would kick me off this jet with no fuckin parachute.
Bitch! I want to fuckin’ see!
I giggled into my pillow, kicking my legs in the air.
We’re on the jet. I might… and that’s a big MIGHT be able to sneak a pic of him. Roman has been up my ass ever since we got on the jet. I guess I’m not good at hiding the way I keep staring at this nigga!
I heard feet coming and I quickly deleted the thread, turned my phone on DND, and played dead… I mean sleep. The smell was different. It wasn’t Roman’s cologne. I peeked one eye open and it was Zeus strutting to the bathroom. My head lifted on its own and this nigga had a cocky ass, smug grin on his face before shutting the door. I tried drowning out the sounds of his ass peeing but this muthafucka was pissing like he had a damn anaconda. Fuck! This was gon’ be a long ass weekend of torture because my pussy was feigning for Zeus, and I couldn’t have him.
This time, I didn’t even look at him when he exited the bathroom. I kept my eyes closed until I heard the door close. Sighing, I grabbed my phone and took it off of DND and had several messages from Wes.
Is he single?
Bitch! Text back!
Send a picture when you can! I’m about to go day drinking with Paul.
Love you!
Was he single? That was a good ass question. I deleted the thread once again even though Roman didn’t go through my shit, and I didn’t go through his. I was pretty sure his wife would be texting him all throughout the trip and it was only right that he replied. While he did all that, I was going to see if I could get to know Zeus’s mean ass a little better.
ROMAN
Perri wasn’t slick. She was acting a little different ever since I had introduced her to Zeus. First, I had thought maybe they knew e
ach other because I didn’t know who all Perri knew outside of me. I wasn’t with her like that. I didn’t know who Zeus knew either and I had never talked about Perri to him before. He ain’t say shit about knowing her so I crossed that off my list. She was still acting funny as fuck and then had the nerves to take off to the bathroom. I didn’t even hear her ass use it!
Just so Zeus would know who the fuck that pussy belonged to, I fucked the shit out of Perri purposely so she could scream, moan, and cuss loud enough for him to hear it. I’d shared bitches in the past with my brother, but I’d be damned if I shared Perri with him.
She was in the room sleeping after I made her cum a few times. I was rolling a blunt so me and Zeus could smoke. I couldn’t tell if he was checkin’ for her. Zeus’s mouth was reckless and if he felt disrespected, he was gon’ let you know and hurt feelings.
“What you think about Perri?” I threw out there. I pulled on the blunt a few times and then passed it to him. Zeus turned his nose up as he grabbed the blunt.
“What is there to think about? I still don’t understand why the fuck you doin’ Diah like that?”
“Damn, do you wanna fuck my wife or somethin’ nigga? Why the fuck you worried about her feelings?” I frowned, annoyed as fuck.
“Bitch. You been with Diah for years. That’s family,” he rebutted, and I calmed down some because I could understand that. “That’s my niece’s and nephew’s mother.”
“Aight,” I muttered. As we passed the blunt back and forth, I confided in Zeus on how I met Perri.
“She let you fuck her in the bathroom jus’ like that? Damn.” He laughed and then shook his head.
“We been fucking with one another hard ever since. You see the house I have her in. When me and Diah into it, I’d go chill over there. Who am I kidding? I’m over there even when me and wifey on good terms. I just love sex man. Pussy. Wet, warm ass pussy!”
Zeus nodded. He couldn’t do shit but agree. He was the same way, but I think he done calmed the fuck down. My brother didn’t have any kids, which surprised me. He did have a bitch he was in a two year relationship with at one point, but she ended up wanting drugs than she wanted him, and he ended that quickly. Yeah, he sold the shit, but he didn’t want a bitch that was on that hard shit. He even went as far as begging her to go to rehab and she refused, so he had to let her ass go. It hurt my brother too. Zeus had invested so much into this woman. Time. Love.
If Diah ever left me, I’d lose myself. That’s why sometimes I questioned why the hell I was even playing with fire. She could find out about Perri and leave my ass high and dry. I knew damn well she’d take the kids because they were her world, but she wouldn’t keep them from me. Diah couldn’t deny that I was a great father to my kids. I was in the streets, but I wouldn’t miss anything my kids had going. When I had suggested we get a sitter for the days I couldn’t be home like that and to take some stress off her, she refused. Diah wanted to be that hands-on mother. When she had a crazy amount of orders, she would take the kids with her to the shop or drop them off at my mom’s who loved to see her grandkids.
If my mama knew half the shit I was doing, she’d tell Diah herself to leave me. Ma didn’t play that cheating shit, especially on a good ass woman like Diah. She loved Diah. My wife was like a daughter that my ma never had and their relationship was beautiful. You know you hear crazy shit about parents not liking and accepting the person their kids wanna be with and it be hell having them all in one room. Not Ma and Diah.
Perri was spoiled. She saw me as something like a damn suga daddy. I didn’t mind that shit. Her pussy was good enough for everything I’d given her. We just didn’t know shit about each other because its always been about sex and it was gon’ stay like that. I didn’t need to fall deeply in love with her and vice versa. I had a woman who I loved very much. I just couldn’t keep my damn dick in my pants. Still didn’t mean I didn’t love my wife. Playas fuck up over and over.
“Yeah, I feel you on that big bro. Ain’t shit like some gushy ass pussy, but damn, you go home to pussy every night.”
“Fuck you talkin’ about my wife pussy for?” I asked, straightening up. Zeus chortled, and I wasn’t finding shit funny.
“Nigga, lay off the fuckin’ gas.” He ashed the roach and laid back down on the couch he was on. Standing up, I trekked to the back and found Perri snoring lightly. I kicked my shoes off, slid my shorts off and climbed in bed beside her. We had about maybe an hour and a half until we landed, and I wanted to catch some Z’s before we did. Besides handling business when we touched down, I wanted to turn the fuck up with my bro and Perri. Might even find a bitch to have a threesome with if Perri was down.
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“Aight, I love you too, and tell the kids to behave.”
While Perri was in the shower, I had called Diah to let her know I’d made it safely and I talked to the kids. Seeing my wife with Celeste in her arms while yelling at Rome to stop doing shit, I felt bad. She deserved a vacation too, and when I made it back, I might just make that happen for her.
“It’s Rome’s ass. You know he only listens to you,” she smiled.
“Shit,” I scoffed. “Barely.”
“I’ll let you go babe. I know you’re tired from being on that damn jet. Call me tomorrow. Love you again.”
“Always,” I told her, and we ended the call.
“Awww, how sweet.”
I glanced up from my phone and Perri stood in the door with a towel around her wet body. I was so into my call with Diah, I didn’t hear the damn door open. Now I was wondering if Diah did. If she did, hopefully she assumed it was Zeus. She knew he came on every business trip.
“Don’t start,” I smacked.
“Whatever.”
My eyes wandered over her small frame as she dried her body off. Dicking her down right now was a possibility, but I also wanted to hold off until tonight. I hadn’t brought up the idea to her about a threesome, but I had plans to take her to a strip club so we could rub on some big booties together.
I walked aimlessly over to Perri and slapped her on the ass just to see it jiggle before going into the bathroom to handle my own hygiene.
Tomorrow morning, Zeus and I had to meet up with Draco. He had moved to Miami years ago. Meetings always gave me and Zeus a reason to come to Miami and turn up. This was the first time I had ever brought Perri along with me. I have taken her on trips. Places I hadn’t taken Diah, and that’s sad to say. I mentally told myself that I was going to start doing right by my wife, but that thought always disappeared when I slipped my dick back into Perri.
After a nigga was fresh and smelling good, I brushed my teeth, flossed and gargled Listerine. I took pride in my damn smile and took damn good care of it. Going back into the room with a towel wrapped around my torso, Perri was already dressed in a fit that made me do a double take. It was an all black dress that had the side of her breast out, the side out, and the side of her ass just out. She was still barefooted.
“Fuck you got on? Floss?” I questioned her at the same time I started drying off. Perri giggled and shook her head. She still wore her bonnet on her head.
“Roman, this dress is not in my ass and plus, I’ll be with you,” she beamed up at me. She stood on her toes when she reached me and poked her lips out. I pecked them slowly before slipping my tongue in her mouth. Perri moaned in my mouth and that had my dick standing the fuck up; I pulled back. I wanted to fuck her, but we had plans. She knew what the fuck she was doing to me. Perri took a step back with a sly smirk on her face and then bounced to the bathroom to finish getting ready. Zeus was probably already ready because that nigga was always prompt. I hoped he could find him a bitch so he could keep his eyes off mine.
ZEUS
Dressed casually in Balmain ribbed slim-fit moto jeans, a Balmain logo t-shirt, and cocaine white Nike Air Vapormax, I was waiting downstairs in the hotel lobby for Roman and that damn girl. A nigga was smelling good from the Creed cologne I had splashed on me, my waves were
on swim and the jewelry in my ears, around my neck and on my wrist were on shining. I was ready to have a good time, get a few lap dances, and maybe get my dick wet by a bad bitch. We still had the meeting with the plug and I have always been the type of nigga who arrived early or on time. Being late wasn’t in my caliber. Roman on the other hand, I had to stay on that nigga’s ass.
As soon as I was pulling my phone out of the pockets of my jeans, they were coming out of the elevator hand in hand.
“Well, if it ain’t the two love birds,” I joked. My eyes easily ran down Perri’s body in that sexy ass dress. Her exposed skin had me tucking my lip in. I heard Roman clear his throat and I couldn’t help but chuckle lowly. “My bad bro. She cleans up nice.” If my eyes were playing with me, I saw a tug of Perri’s lips before it quickly disappeared when my brother turned to her.
“Yeah, she does. That doesn’t mean you can stand up here and eye fuck her,” he growled, obviously growing angry. I squinted at my big brother and then nodded slowly while rubbing my hands together. I was gon’ let him have it.
“Yeah you’re right,” I snorted. “Man, let’s go.”
Picking up my helmet, I spun around and headed out the hotel with them behind me. We had rentals for the weekend. Roman had a black Aston Martin DB11 and me…I loved to be in the wind. I was riding on a CR&S Duu Motorcycle. The look on Perri’s face when she saw what I was going to be riding on this weekend was priceless. Me and Roman always copped separate rides because we never had the same plans when we traveled together besides going to the meetings.
Him and fine ass hopped in the Aston Martin, and I jumped on the motorcycle. I took off with Roman behind me towards King of Diamonds. I knew for a fact the females there had top-tier bodies and we weren’t gonna waste our time or money.
Zipping through the Miami streets, we arrived at our destination in a matter of time. It took longer to find a spot to park, and I let security outside know to watch that bike. I tipped them off some bread to do just that. It would be just my luck that I came out from having a great night and this bike was gone.