Durty South Grind

by L. E. Newell

  Dee made no effort to hide her frustration for being interrupted in her conquest. She grunted her disapproval of the lack of respect.

  Violet caught the sign but she didn’t give a damn how she felt; the bitch should know better than to hide the man for herself, selfish inconsiderate muthafucka. She traced her up and down and sneered. “Ho, why you looking at me all snooty and shit?”

  Dee rolled her eyes dramatically. “’Cause we was handling some biz up in here.”

  “Hmm-hmm, we know what kind of biz you was handling,” she said, checking out the swell in Sparkle’s crotch. All of a sudden a look of recognition crossed her face and she looked up into his eyes. “You done just got out of the joint, ain’tcha, homeboy?”

  His eyes lowered to his clothes and then back at her. “Yeah, baby girl, this morning; come on.” He touched her elbow and escorted her to the hall bathroom, totally ignoring the protesting gaze Dee was burning in his back.

  Nuts gotta get out the sand, sweetie, but digits always come first, he thought as he eyed her over his shoulder and led Violet through the door. “Okay, baby girl, whatcha got? I thought ya’ll was broke.”

  “I ain’t never broke, playa; just down a little before the next score.”

  He nodded in admiration of her jazziness. “Okay, I feel ya on that. So what’s up then?”

  She looked down and started counting some wrinkled bills, trying to stretch the creases out as she handed them to him. “Seventy-five, eighty-five, eighty…” She spoke in a little girl’s voice while she blinked shyly up at him.

  He’d already decided to let her go short with whatever she had. But he waited until she finished her spiel to see what kind of game she would come up with. He squinted his eyes as if he were concentrating on what to do, making her think that he was seriously considering her dilemma. “And?”

  She looked away briefly, fighting back the playa-to-playa smile that was threatening to erupt; she was hip to how he was playing his role. She scratched her brows a moment before she frowned at him. “Let me get five of them boulders”—she paused to run her thumb across her lips while she studied his eyes for a reaction—“uh-huh, or about ten of them dimes, if you done run out of the twenties. That is if you can trust a bitch you just met about an hour or so ago.”

  He faked cleaning the crust out of the corner of his eyes, then cut them back at Dee, who had eased to the door. She was definitely checking out how he was gonna handle his biz. Sighing heavily for show, he rattled in the pouch and removed what she wanted and handed them to her. “Sweetie, I ain’t been out here but a hot second and I can’t really be going short on another nigga’s shit. Just kick me the other twelve when you get back from wherever it is you going.”

  Cutting a sharp eye at Dee before she cuffed the rocks in her hand, Violet palmed the bills into his upturned hand.

  He felt an odd wad of paper in the money, but didn’t show any sign that he was aware and put the loot in his pocket.

  “You ain’t gonna count it?” she said with her head cocked curiously to the side, wanting to make sure that he noticed the note she’d slipped to him.

  “Damn, sweetie, you just counted it for me, didn’t you?” He winked to let her know that he had.

  She nodded and looked around him at Dee. “Yo, Dee, me and the girls gonna roll out. We’ll be back in about an hour.” She turned her attention back to him. “You gonna hang for awhile, ain’tcha, playa?”

  He looked back at Dee as he nodded at her.

  Dee frowned impatiently, but he didn’t let her grit bother him; even if his dick had started jumping in his jeans from the thought of her wanting to return to what they had begun. Besides, he was sorta digging old cream-and-coffee, feeling some positive future dealings with her. Plus, the old player in him wasn’t about to let one bitch dominate his options.

  Violet ignored the frown as well. Despite the circumstances, she was digging dude and wasn’t about to let a selfish-ass ho dictate how she did her. She cleared her throat. “Hold up, home-boy, I ain’t finished yet.”

  He didn’t see them getting into a catfight; even if it was one helluva ego boost to have two hoes vying for his attention. He enjoyed the thought for a second and then he decided to play both sides of the fence like a real player would. He slid a couple of rocks into Violet’s hand from behind his back.

  Feeling triumphant for getting a sneak off on the slimy ho, she smiled at the back of his head. “Okay, sister girl, I’ll catch ya’ll in a few.” She touched him gently in the back, pressed her head around his shoulder and raised her voice to the back of the room. “Yo, Joyce, Candy, let’s roll, ya’ll.” She couldn’t help herself when she looked at Dee and wrinkled her nose.

  Dee wrinkled her nose back, then threw a snakehead roll and a finger pop to boot.

  He smiled at their antics, hunched his shoulders and then turned to the others in the room and spread his arms.

  Daveyboy popped up before anybody else could make a move and scored a c-note worth. The snake in him kicked in as he turned away with a scheming look while he checked out the dope. He spun back around, frowning. “Yo, bro, you can’t make a better deal than this”—he raised his eyebrows curiously—“I done spent three bills with ya’ll so far.”

  Sparkle, a veteran of the junkie’s mentality, wasn’t about to start this scoring game with him right off the bat. He pinned him with an ice cold stare. “Yeah, partner, and you got your three bills’ worth, too.”

  Daveyboy retorted, “Damn, baby boy, no slack, huh?”

  Sparkle smiled. “Not tonight, partner; maybe the next time.” Before dude could respond, he was forced to duck out of the way. One of the girls zoomed past, holding her mouth en route to the hall bathroom. From the sound that followed, she didn’t make it in time; vomit was probably all over the walls and everything. Oh well.

  Violet rushed after her. “Joyce, you aight, girl?” There was a muffled response followed by the sound of tissue rolling. Violet walked back down the hall, wiping her hands with a paper towel. She walked straight up to him. “She’ll be aight.”

  “Holla at me when you finish dealing with them stank-ass bitches. Ho can’t even hold her shit.” Dee huffed with attitude as she walked past them on her way to the kitchen.

  “Whatever, snooty-acting ass ho with your own stank self.” Violet gritted at Dee’s departing back.

  Sparkle waited until Dee turned the corner before he said, “Damn, babe, you sound like honey is your enemy or something. What’s up with that?”

  Violet hunched her shoulders and, with a smile, headed for the bedroom. “Oh no, she one of my number one partners. She just get into her bitchy bullshit every now and then. I don’t really be paying her shit no attention, for real though.” She made sure to put a little extra sway to her hips with her arms swinging wildly. Bitches, whew. She got to the doorsill and spun around. “Go figure, huh.” She pinned him with a dazzling smile.

  Sparkle smiled as he locked in her mental attitude for future reference. He leaned his back against the wall, thinking about the best way to handle these crazy hoes. With his options circling wildly in his mind, he heard Dee clear her throat. She was standing against the kitchen wall batting her eyes seductively. Then she harumphed and started walking toward him. She slid her hand into his and led him back to the bathroom. She squeezed his ass as soon as the door closed. He shivered when he felt her breath caress his neck and stiff titty nipples press into his back.

  He turned around, pulling her into his arms and started rubbing her back as he pressed her closer. But her elbow got in the way when his hand headed toward her ass as she leaned back to look up at him. The lust in her eyes burned into his face. She began kissing his neck and snaked her tongue upward in slurpy circles under his chin. He moaned. She moaned louder. She was all over him with her tongue plunging down his throat and humping wildly at him before the lock even clicked.

  Before Sparkle could get over the shock of Dee’s tongue paralyzing him with passion, she was un
buckling his pants and sliding them over his knees. The feel of her wet tongue feather licking his behind and around his knee caused him to start trembling. She moaned softly at his reaction and started working her way up his thighs. She ran her tongue around his balls, up his shaft and greedily swallowed his whole dick in one gulp. His knees buckled.

  The only thing that kept him from falling was the pressure she was applying that pressed him against the door. He gritted his teeth to keep from hollering out in joy when she started bobbing her head slowly up and down. She paused at the head to slurp her hot tongue around his sensitive glands several times before deepsixing all of him again and again.

  By the time that she went down for the eighth time, he was squirting years of built-up cum all over her greedy tongue and down her throat. Boy, oh boy, when she had first felt his dick begin to swell and jerk toward that nut, Dee had pulled her panties to the side and started gunning her gushy pussy hole. When the first spurts erupted, she gulped hard and moaned loudly. She cuffed his ass to press his dick so far in her mouth that the head was splashing his seed on her tonsils. She gagged for a second but that certainly didn’t stop her from massaging the back of her throat with his throbbing, madly spurting dick.

  Getting his nuts out of the sand, as she called it, was exciting enough, but when he had looked down after that first spurt, his eyes had bucked wide in disbelief. She was waggling her legs back and forth, fucking her hand. Oh shit, this ho’s nutting while she’s sucking my dick. My God, what a fucking freak, whew!! He sighed as he backhanded the sweat off his forehead.

  Sparkle’s knees were weak. The intense pleasure had him so hyped. He was surprised that he was still standing; he thought he was about to faint.

  Luxuriating on the immense passion, he barely felt the knock on the door. But he snapped out of the nerve-tingling explosion when he heard a faraway voice. “Yo, bro, JJ’s out in the parking lot blasting the horn for ya.”

  “Oh shit.” They huffed between gasps and both pulled his pants up. His eyes blinked uncontrollably as he looked down at her. “Whew!! Where the fuck you learn how to do that shit there, my woman, whew!”

  She smiled up at him seductively, still down on her knees. “Shit, playa, we just got started.” She stood up and backed up to the bed, sat down and spread her legs. Narrowing her eyes in lust, she started waggling them back and forth, and rubbing her pussy through her soaked panties. “Man, hurry up and handle your biz with that nigga, and get back in here and stick all that big-ass black dick in this wet-ass pussy of mine.” Cocking her legs even further back and apart, she pushed her panties to the side so that he could see all her juices.

  He stood there stunned with lust until another knock on the door rattled him alert. Sighing again he gathered himself and reluctantly opened the door to leave the room. He headed straight for the door, ignoring Ruby, who was standing in the hall with her hands on her hips.

  He slowed down when he saw Violet standing in the hall counting some more money. Her two buddies were sitting on the sofa looking at them anxiously. “Baby, I’m getting ready to jet and I got forty-five bucks left. What can you give me to ride with ’til I get back?”

  His first instinct was to straighten her but he smiled. “Baby girl, I’ll, uh, the best I can do is three twenties. You can add the rest to our little debt. Then again, the short can be a down payment for our kicking-it session later on.” She squinted but didn’t say anything.

  After a moment, she smiled. “Yeah, that’ll work, but you and JJ need to get some more over here right quick. I called one of my peeps over in East Point and told them about how good ya’ll stuff is.”

  “And?”

  “And they should be over here with a big roll in about an hour; maybe less.”

  “Damn, why so long? Where they coming from?”

  She frowned. “Damn, you geeking yourself, ain’tcha? I just told ya, East Point. Hell, it really don’t matter. Can ya’ll be ready when they show?”

  Sparkle checked his watch and stared off into space like he was really calculating. “Yeah, we’ll be ready,” he said when she put her hands on her hips like she was getting impatient. “Then again, they might be out there with it now. Let me go see what’s up; hold on for a minute and I’ll let you know.” He started to rub her shoulder but thought better of it. He stepped around her and left the apartment.

  The horn was still blaring when he saw the dark Chrysler New Yorker with its lights on. As he approached, the window whirled down and JJ stuck his head out of the passenger side. “Yo, Sparkle, come here, dog. I got somebody I want you to meet.”

  He slowed down and cocked his head to the side to see the driver but couldn’t see through the tinted glass. He finally leaned on the passenger side and peered across JJ to see a nigga glittering like new money in a red, shark-skinned silk short set peeking from under the bib of a bright red fedora. A brilliant gold-toothed smile greeted him as dude reached across the seat and shook his hand firmly.

  A smiling JJ pulled their hands apart. “Sparkle, this here’s Percy. Percy, this is…”

  Percy interrupted him with a flip of the hand. “Yeah, yeah, partner, man, he done told me about how you just got out from down there in Valdosta. Man, I helped build that joint when I was on the construction crew some years back. Anyway, fuck that, and since he has convinced me that you’re going to be working with us, I thought I’d give you a quick holla before we go get this stuff.”

  Sparkle pulled his hand out of the car and rested his elbows on the door before nodding his head. “Uh-huh, uh-huh, that’ll be a pretty good thing to do. I’m definitely all for that there, soldier; no doubt about that.”

  Percy pinched his nose and pointed at him. “All good, yeah, that’s all good, but look a here; I hate to sort of hit and run and shit but we gotta split.” He paused to look at his watch, a gleaming Rolex. “Like a couple of minutes ago, I’ll, uh, we’ll kick it when we get back.”

  JJ, who up until that time had remained silent, said, “Yeah, dog, we’ll be gone for about an hour. Oh, and by the way, you clocked any dollars yet? We gonna try to get a little more this time since you joining the crew.”

  Sparkle reached into his pocket and handed him the digits he’d made so far and repeated what Violet had said.

  JJ nodded. “Oh yeah, I know who she’s talking about. They be from way over there in East Point and College Park. It’ll take them a minute or two to get over this way. Tell ya what, I’m gonna slip to the crib right quick and get you the last of this package here to hold them until we get back. Wait a sec, and you can get back to that red-ass bitch; I know she working her magic by now. Hell, you done probably already busted a couple of nuts already.” JJ did a quick count of the money he’d given him, pocketed it and nodded to Percy, who immediately pulled out of the parking lot.

  Sparkle waited until the lights disappeared around the corner before he headed back to Dee’s. Violet and her friends were coming down the steps. She smiled at him. “Yo, baby boy, my people just called again. They said they were on the way to pick me up, so we’ll be back in a few minutes.”

  “Okay, you know where I’ll be,” he said over his shoulder as he passed them. He didn’t wait for a response and walked right past little Ruby standing at the door and headed for the back. He served up a couple of hundred dollars’ worth before he went back to join Dee in the other room.

  When he opened the door, a big smile crossed his face when he saw Dee lying on the bed buck naked playing in her pussy.

  She opened her eyes and slowly took her fingers, which were glistening with pussy juice, and started licking them one by one.

  He practically snatched his clothes off and crossed the floor, admiring her sweaty body. Before he could lie beside her, she got on her knees and started sucking on his thighs like a vampire.

  She nibbled her way to his dick, whirling her tongue along his skin to his collarbone. She scraped her teeth across his chest until he grabbed her head and started guiding her movement
s. When she got around his navel, she started pulling his hairs with her teeth. Damn. The pleasure pain had his stomach muscles contracting and his knees buckling.

  Before he realized it, she was pulling him by the waist onto the bed between her wide opened thighs. Her small hands grabbed his jerking dick and started stroking him roughly, then massaging the head with the drool that oozed out of the tip. Then she gripped it at the base, making it stretch out as long as possible.

  With him damn near in convulsions, Dee worked her way back up to his ears and whispered, “Come on, nigga, ride this hot pussy with that long muthafucka. I want to watch it go in.” Her voice was husky with desire.

  As he lowered himself in her, he damn near skeeted as her pussy lips started engulfing his pulsating dick. He let out a strained snort as he watched her pussy slowly begin to eat his dick up. Her muscles made it seem like her hot hole was gnawing its way up his rock-hard shaft.

  The pressure of pleasure was way too much for him to stand, and he started spurting cum like a fountain. “Godayum, woman, whaddafuck you doing to me…” he stuttered as his balls were drained of all their juices.

  Dee cried out with a passionate purr when she felt his dick spitting, “Oh nigga, your cum is making me cum. Oh, God, that dick is so muthafucking hard, I’m cumming, baby, I’m cumming. Hit that pussy, man, don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Push that big muthafucka. That big Mu-tha-fuc-ka.” She screamed and lifted her ass off the bed, grinding hard into his balls. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and wailed over and over, “Oh shit, oh shiiit, I’m cumming again, nigga. Godayum, that fat-ass dick is all the way up in that pussy. Oh shit, oh shit, I’m nutting all over that dick again. Hit it, baby, hit it, baby, aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.”

  He reached under her to cuff that soft ass, spreading the cheeks and ass hole wide open and started pile driving that pussy. Her muscles were contracting around his dick so hard and fast that his dick was soon throbbing to another nut with each power stroke. She was moaning out of control now and holding on to him for dear life.