Who Wants That Perfect Love Story Anyway 3: The FAM (Who Wants That Perfect Story Anyway)

by Natavia

  “Okay, Teyana, enough of the mushy shit! Let me see what that thing do,” he said into my ear, grabbing me between the legs. A chill went shooting through my body and I was hot.

  He inserted his finger inside of me and I opened my legs wider. He licked the side of my neck, caressing my breast with his free hand. His large erection was pressed firmly against my back. I moaned as he caressed me.

  “Come on, Corey, put it in!” I begged. My hormones were all over the place. He was teasing me and I needed some bad! I was addicted to his stroke game.

  He lifted me up and guided me slowly down on his dick. He wrapped his hands around my waist, slowly putting me in rhythm. Corey knew it hurts riding him backwards, but I didn’t care. I was going to take that shit!

  “Damn girl, this shit is good!” he moaned, playing with my clit. I threw my head back, resting it on his shoulder as he sucked my neck. Water splashed all over the floor as he sped up.

  “Oohhhhhh… arrghhhhh! Right there, don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!” I hoped we don’t wake up Rashaad and Raymond. Coren usually slept through noise.

  I leaned forward grabbing his ankles, rotating my hips. He bit my shoulder then sucked the back of my neck. That sent me over the edge. He relaxed and leaned all the way back, his dick going further inside me and I screamed.

  “Fuck, Tee-Tee! Ride that shit! Fucuuckkkkk!” he said. He was letting me do all the work. He was no longer moving my hips. I bucked forward spilling all of the water out of the tub.

  “I’m about to come! I feel that shit in my stomach!” his dick was stretching me open, filling me up. The pain and pleasure mixed was a dangerous combination.

  He lifted me up and carried me to the walk-in shower. I hoped we didn’t slip with all this water on the floor. We had a bench in our shower. Once we got in, he sat down with me on top, facing him. I stuck my tongue down his throat and he grabbed my ass, pulling me closer. My breasts were smashed against his chest. He lifted me up again and slid me down on his dick. I hugged him as I slowly rode him. He grabbed me closer and there wasn’t any space between him and me. I felt him throbbing inside of me, my pussy muscles tightening around him. He thrust up harder, hitting my spot and I screamed. No dick should ever be this good! It should come with a warning sign because it was the type to make a bitch crazy. After we came together, we took a shower.

  He towered over me, looking down into my eyes, “You know you sexy as shit, right?” he asked cupping my chin, holding my head up. I started blushing. He still made me shy sometimes.

  “What you blushing for, girl?” he asked smiling.

  “Boy, shut the hell up! I’m not worried about you!” I told him and he pushed me into the shower wall, trapping me between him and the wall.

  “Why you keep running your mouth? You know a nigga puts in that work. Keep fucking with me, Tee, and watch how I have that ass walking in the morning!” he bragged, cupping my ass cheeks. He kissed me and it had me throbbing again. I could see us now popping babies out like rabbits.

  We washed each other off then cleaned the water off of the floor. As soon as we got into bed, we went for round two and he showed no mercy on my pussy. He had my legs like pretzels, digging into me deep. He looked me into my eyes. “You know you going to be a nigga wife, right?” I lose all sanity as Corey fucks it out of me.

  “Wake-up, Tee-Tee, I got a surprise for you!” Corey said kissing my cheek.

  “What, boy? Damn! It’s eight in the morning!” I told him.

  He gives me my robe and I put it on, following him out of our bedroom.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” I asked and he continued to walk to the door. He opened the door up. “Surprise!” he said, smiling.

  “Oh my, God! Baby, you got it just how I wanted it!” I screamed, kissing his cheeks. Corey got me a custom-made, pink and black Yamaha motorcycle. It had glitter in the black paint with hot-pink trimming around the tires. It was beautiful!

  “How did you?” I asked admiring it.

  “They delivered it this morning,” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

  “But if I catch your baldheaded ass riding this shit when your stomach starts growing, I’m kicking your ass, Tee-Tee. I’m dead ass serious so enjoy it while you can because in a few months, you putting that shit up. I shouldn’t let you ride it until after you have the baby but I trust you to be careful!” he said, kissing my lips.

  I wasn’t paying Corey any mind. Now, all I needed was a bad-ass leather outfit and helmet to match and I was taking my pretty bitch for a spin. That’s what her name would be. “Pretty Bitch.”

  We walked back into the house and there was a leather outfit and a helmet that matched my motorcycle spread across the couch. The outfit would put the leather suit Halle Berry wore in “Catwoman” to shame.

  My boo just made my day. “Now, can a nigga get some breakfast? I put in all that work last night and I’m hungry as fuck right about now!” Corey said.

  “Alright, damn, you get on my nerves!” I smiled heading toward the kitchen. He followed behind, pinching my ass cheeks. He was a pest but I loved the fuck out of him.

  Royal

  “Cam, I’m not trying to hear that shit!” I told her.

  “I need to find a job, I been sitting on my ass too damn long!” she said. Her six-week check-up was not until two weeks and she was talking about getting a job once they told her she could.

  “Cam, I’m not knocking you, but damn! You pressed to go back to work for what? I understand you going back to school but what you need to do all of this for? We have two kids now and a wedding we trying to plan! Yo, you doing too much!” I told her.

  “I can’t depend on you all the time!” she said.

  “You are about to be my fucking wife! Chill the fuck out! Just wait until we get shit straight first! Matter of fact, I’m not talking about this shit no more! You giving me a fucking headache! We been in Cuba for four months! Our son is only four weeks old and our wedding is in three months! Sit your ass down! We are far from broke so I don’t understand you! I’m not telling you to give up your dreams! I’m asking you if you can just take a break for your family. I swear, shorty, you getting on my nerves!” I told her.

  “Fine! I’m taking the babies to see your mom. She wants me to check out the rooms they have at their new house for them,” she said.

  “Just think about what I said!” I told her before she left out. Afterwards, I smoked a blunt, showered then dressed. I had to check on some of my spots. Alita was still here and she was supposed to been gone about two weeks ago. She said my body still hadn’t fully healed. I think that’s bullshit! I don’t even limp anymore! I can jog like I used to and I fucked Cam how I used to the night her water broke.

  I grabbed my car keys ready to head out. Alita was bringing her bags down the stairs. About damn time because she was starting to get on my fucking nerves! A few times she pulled that water wasn’t working shit. She only did it when Cam wasn’t home. She would make it a point to leave out of the hallway bathroom naked and dripping wet. I didn’t tell Cam when I should’ve but I didn’t want to prove Cam right. But I started noticing the dirty looks she would give Cam. Cam was right about everything, but of course, I didn’t want to focus on that. She just knew what I had to do and helped me out with getting better.

  “You need a ride to the airport?” I asked her since I was heading out.

  “No, I called a cab!” she said with attitude. I knew the real reason why she had one. Women like her think they are every man’s dream. She thought she was on a higher level than Cam because Cam was plus-sized. She was jealous because I wasn’t attracted to her in that way. Not even once had I looked at her like that. I didn’t even know if she had a fat ass. Cam was all I needed, plus more. If Alita didn’t do a good job getting me back in shape, she would’ve been gone!

  “Well I can wait for it with you so I can lock up once you leave,” I told her, walking into the living room and sitting down on the couch.

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bsp; I was checking my phone and saw Ashaun and Corey had texted me. I was ready to respond until Alita jumped on me, straddling me. She tried to kiss me. This bitch was crazy!

  “I know you want this! I can see it every time she leaves!” Alita said. As she’s kissing my neck, it happens that Cam walks in the door.

  “I just fucking knew it!” Cam shouted with murder in her eyes. I pushed Alita on the floor and stood up.

  “Cam, it’s not what you think! That bitch came on to me, I swear!” I told her.

  “Why the fuck is your dick straining to get out of your jeans, then?” she asked, coming towards me. I looked down and I did have an erection. That was a normal reaction when a woman kissed on you and shit, wasn’t it?

  “Cam… Whap!” she smacked me with tears in her eyes. Now, I’m pissed because I didn’t do shit with this woman. My black ass should’ve just listened to Cam when she kept saying she didn’t trust Alita.

  Alita was trying to tiptoe out of the living room.

  “No, you don’t, bitch! I’m ready to beat your fucking sneaky ass! I’m not pregnant anymore, hoe! I been wanting that ass for a minute!” Cam said, charging into her. Cam slammed her into the fireplace. Cam pummeled her face. I tried pulling her ass off but she swung on me, too.

  “Yo, what the fuck y’all doing?” Corey asked. I forgot he texted me saying he was around the corner.

  “Help me get Cam off of her!” I told him.

  “Hell naw, nigga! Them hits look like they hurt!” he said wincing when Cam struck Alita in her mouth. I tried pulling Cam off of Alita but every time I did, she dragged her harder. Cam was beating the clothes off of her. Alita was now topless with half of her bra ripped off. Alita was screaming and crying for help. I was actually feeling sorry for her.

  “Get the fuck off of me!” she said to me while kneeing Alita in her mouth. I grabbed at Cam again and she swung, catching me in the mouth.

  “She whipping the both of y’all asses!” Corey said, sitting on the couch flicking through the channels. When I broke this shit up I was fucking his ass up!

  “Get her off of me! She’s trying to kill me!” Alita cried. Corey, all of the sudden, jumped up breaking it up once Alita started breathing harder, trying to catch her breath. I think Cam knocked the wind out of her when she kicked her in the stomach.

  Corey picked Alita up and took her outside. Cam was like a raging bull when she was mad. That’s that shit with quiet people; you pissed them off and all hell broke loose.

  She paced back and forth yelling and cussing then she tried charging into me.

  “Yo, calm the fuck down! I keep telling your crazy ass shit is not what it seems! What type of nigga do you think I am? You really think I would cheat on you in the house we all sleep in? What type of shit you on? I keep telling you I’m not worried about her!” I told her, holding her down.

  “I need some air!” she said, getting up.

  “Oh, hell no! Sit your fucking ass down, now! Fuck you walking out my face for when I’m talking to you?” I yelled, jacking her up. I would never hit her but I would ruff her stubborn ass up, though!

  “Let me go!” she yelled raising her hand.

  “Cam I swear if you hit me one more fucking time for no reason, I would beat your fucking ass! Stop putting your fucking hands on me! You bust my lip for no reason!” She put her hand down.

  “Okay, nigga, you finally want to talk about this bitch, let’s talk then! See, that’s y’all niggas’ problem! Y’all only want to talk when y’all asses get caught, thinking a bitch is going to leave. How many times have I brought to your attention how this bitch makes me feel uncomfortable? How many times have you brushed me off and told me I was acting childish and immature? Nigga, I been wanting to talk and now she done put you in a fucked-up position and now you want to talk about her! I told your ass she would, didn’t I? I drop the babies off over your moms and came right back so we could do something together because I didn’t like how I left. But I swear shit happens for a reason huh? Y’all nasty bitches couldn’t wait until I left! How many times has she come onto you?” she asked.

  She was definitely pissed off! When Cam started saying “nigga” this and “bitch” that, she was mad! I could see where she was coming from, though. I should’ve been more mindful of her feelings. I was only thinking of myself and didn’t care how she felt.

  “I understand, Cam, I do. She never came on to me but she would purposely walk around me naked. A few times, she walked in on me pissing in the bathroom in the basement. Shit like that, but she never came on to me like that. Today was her first time trying that shit,” I told her.

  “Fuck me, right? You didn’t think that was important enough to tell me? I even started dealing with the fact that she was here. You basically let me make an ass out of myself. You knew what the fuck it was, and just let me sound all crazy and shit for assuming things. You might didn’t fuck her but your ass is still guilty! I’m going upstairs to calm down! Don’t say shit to me! When your mom calls, pick the babies up! Don’t say shit to me period and I’m serious!” she walked out of my face and up the stairs.

  “You better still love me, too!” I told her.

  Corey walked in and grabbed Alita’s bags and walked right back out. What a fucking day!

  “Damn, y’all niggas go hard over here! That bitch got in her cab all fucked up! She was cussing me out and everything like I did something to her!” He walked back in.

  “Fuck you! You foul as fuck for sitting there watching!” I told him.

  “I thought Tee-Tee swung like a nigga but Cam ass ain’t no joke! See, that’s why I can’t fuck with them quiet girls. When you cheat on them, you got sleep with one eye open. I wasn’t breaking that shit up because you would’ve killed me. If she had hit me the way she was hitting Alita, I would’ve slapped her ass! You standing there letting her short ass fuck your tall ass up!” he laughed. He talking shit when Tee-Tee whipped his ass the night she got shot along with the girl Jazz ass he was with, and Killa’s jump-off ass.

  I mugged him instead of bursting his bubble for letting Tee-Tee whip his ass and she was way shorter than Cam. Let you fuck with him while he’s in a bad mood. Nigga would be mad at you all week.

  “Yo, you wrong for that shit though!” I finally laughed.

  “What happened, nigga? Please, don’t tell me you violated the ‘G’ code, and fucked that funny-looking bitch in the crib that your girl lives in,” he said. Corey thought any girl that wasn’t black was funny-looking. He’s the only nigga I knew that never dipped in something foreign. Before I got with Cam, I didn’t discriminate. All races were cool with me as long as they had a pussy.

  “Hell naw! I wasn’t even looking at her like that! Once you stick your dick in a thick girl, that’s it, nigga, you become addicted! But all jokes aside though, she came on to me and Cam walked in on us. I stood up and my Jimmy was brick hard! Alita had straddled me and started kissing on my neck! Yo, off some bitch shit though, that’s my spot! I couldn’t help she kissed me there and my shit got hard!” I said.

  Corey shook his head. “Yo, if that was my shorty, I’m telling you it would be a bloody-ass scene! I lie to you not, Tee-Tee caught me and this broad at the hotel, right? This was when we were on the hush-hush. But anyways, she pretended to be room service. Meka opens up the door and Tee-Tee straight pistol-whipped her! I mean, had that bitch’s jaw hanging! Later on that night, I fucked her ass so good she forgot all about my no-good ass. I’m not on that shit no more though. When she almost killed my ass, I said fuck it because it wasn’t worth it. But you a smart nigga so I don’t know why you couldn’t see that bitch was liking you. Matter of fact that reminds me, Killa and I bet a stack that Cam would end up beating Alita’s ass. He didn’t think Cam had it in her. I keep telling people quiet motherfuckers are crazy!” he said, pulling out his phone and texting Killa.

  “Where that nigga been at anyway?” I asked.

  “In the crib with Jamie, you know he knocked her up, right
?” Corey asked.

  “Yeah, Cam was telling me. Jamie ass a brat though, sister or not, I can’t see how a nigga can put up with her,” I told him.

  “So, what we ready to do? You riding through the block or not?” Corey asked. I grabbed the keys to my new, all-white 2015 Navigator.

  “Yo, look at that nigga!” Corey said as we pulled up on Newtowne Drive. We were smack dead in the middle of the hood. It was a little chilly out and mad niggas was still outside.

  Ty-Boogie was in the middle of the street yelling, “Terrorist attack!” He was butterball naked. He was a young nigga, too. That PCP was no joke! When Tee-Tee had it flooding the streets, people were going crazy! It was almost like “Night of the Living Dead!” They were walking all slow and making crazy noises; they acted like zombies.