by Mz. Lady P
"I dealt with all of those things in my previous relationship. I know what comes with being a hustler's girlfriend. The only difference was he whooped my ass and I caught him cheating all the damn time."
"No, the difference is fucking with me, you will be a hustler's wife. I don't hit women. If I'm with you, then I'm with you. All I ask is that you keep shit one hundred with me." Tahari straddled me on the bed and looked me into my eyes.
"I'm your down ass bitch. There is only one thing I ask of you. Please don't break my heart. I don't think I could handle it if you did." Tahari kissed me long and hard on my lips. Before I knew it, we were naked and I was knocking her back out.
After while, we finally got up and got ready to start our day. Tahari had an appointment at the hair salon and I went to the mall to grab us some outfits for the night. It was only right when I stepped out with my new girl, we stepped out in style.
Chapter 9- Tahari
A Lady and a Thug
This morning when I woke up and saw Thug lying beside me, a smile came across my face. My mouth watered as I thought about giving him head for the first time. What better way to blow his mind this morning. In the beginning of my relationship with Nico, I had no problem giving him head. As time passed I stopped giving him head. His dick stayed in way too many bitches’ pussies.
I was glad Thug had that talk with me. I was being truthful when I said I was ready to be his down ass bitch. As I looked in Thug's eyes, I could tell there was more to him than just being a street nigga. There was something he wasn't telling me, but I wouldn't press the issue. When he was ready to talk about whatever it was, he would let me know. Until then, I would just play my position and follow his lead likes he wants me to.
After the sex session we had this morning, it was a must I got in the gym. Thug be wearing my little ass out.
Thug gave me the keys to his Range Rover, so that I could make it to my salon appointment. My hair was such a mess that I had to rock one of Thug's hats. It had been quite some time since I had been to the salon and when I walked in, all eyes were on me.
"Hi. I have an appointment with Trish for three o'clock."
"Hey, I'm Trish. Come on back girl. I see Thug made sure he got you here on time."
"Yeah. He told me you hate people being late. If you don't mind me asking, how do you guys know each other?"
"Thug and my husband Markese are cousins. What are you getting into today? You have a beautiful head of hair. I know you don't want any weave in your head?" Trish rubbed her hands through my long, beautiful hair. I’m glad the injury to my head had healed.
"I'm not sure what I want. All I know is that I want to look real pretty for Thug."
"I know that's right girl. I'll give you a blow out and some cascading spirals. He's going to love it." As I sat in the chair and got to know Trish better, a group of women walked in. They were loud and ghetto. I tried my best to drown them out.
"Girl, that's that nigga Range trust me. When we went to the hotel that's what he was driving,” a female with fire red hair said. She looked like a hot, ghetto mess.
"Bitch, when the last time you talked to Thug, anyway?” the woman with her spoke up, who also looked a mess.
"Girl, fuck that nigga. He ain’t trying to wife nobody. He on some one night type of shit.”
"Tahari, don't pay no attention to these thots?” Trish whispered in my ear. My phone went off telling me I had a text. I opened it up and it was from Thug.
Hey Boo. Come outside and give me a kiss.
I looked towards the glass windows and I saw Thug leaned up against his Bugatti. He looked so fucking good. He was rocking something simple; an all black Nike Jordan jogging suit with a pair of Jordan’s to match.
"I'll be right back Trish."
"You go girl. Show these bitches who the new wifey is," Trish said as she pulled the cape from around me.
I walked past the group of bitches, who were talking and straight out the door to my baby. Thug picked me up from the ground and I wrapped my legs around his waist. We leaned back against the Bugatti and kissed for what seemed like forever.
"I missed you so much," Thug said as he let me down off of him.
"Baby, I just left you this morning."
"I know, but now it’s the evening. You almost finished?"
"Yeah. I just need to get my eye lashes done and I'll be ready."
"Okay. I'll see you at the crib when you get there."
We kissed one last time and parted ways. I walked back in the shop and the same loud group of bitches was now as quiet as a church mouse. I caught their blank stares and hateful looks.
Trish finished me up about an hour later and I made my way back to the crib. On the way there, Ta’Jay called and asked me to ride with her and Barbie. That was good for me because I planned on getting fucked up. Once I made it to Thug's house, he had already got dressed and left, but my clothes were laid out on the bed.
Thug had picked out a beautiful all black Christian Dior mini dress with a pair of all black Red Bottom heels with the black spikes. It was already ten o'clock and I knew Ta'Jay would be here at any minute. It took me about an hour to get ready. After while, they ass showed up and they were already drunk.
"Why the hell did y’all start without me?" I said, grabbing the bottle of Rosay from Barbie.
"We sorry, Sis. Come on girl. Sarge has been blowing my phone up.” The look in Ta'Jay's eyes let me know that she didn't mean to say that in front of us.
"So, you and Sarge fucking, huh? I should have known. You a sneaky ass little thot. How long has this shit been going on? " Barbie said as she fired up the blunt.
"We have been messing around for about a year now. He makes me so happy. I love him so much and I know the feelings are mutual. Please y’all, don’t tell Malik or Thug. They gonna kill me and my baby." Ta'Jay sounded like she was about to cry.
"Just tell them before they found out from someone else. They look at Sarge like a brother. So, I doubt it if they will trip," I added as I downed my second cup of Rosay.
"Girl please, they don't want the little princess fucking anybody. Trust and believe me it is definitely going to be some shit," Barbie said, laughing and drinking the rest of her drink.
The rest of the ride to the club was silent. We got tipsy and smoked. I knew Ta'Jay was thinking about how she was going to tell her brothers that she had been fucking their closest friend. My mind was more focused on how they ass didn't know. They all be on her like a bloodhound.
Once we made it to "Gentleman's Paradise", the club was in full swing. We made our way up to V.I.P and the guys were definitely feeling themselves. The entire V.I.P section was filled with butt naked strippers. Thug, Sarge, and Malik were in the middle with three big booty bitches giving them lap dances. They were straight making in rain on them hoes. They were smacking the bitches on their asses and everything. The stripper that was dancing with Malik started to unzip his pants and pull out his dick. She played with it for a minute and then placed it into her mouth.
"This why I stay going across this nigga shit. He is so fucking disrespectful," Barbie said as she watched Malik as he received head from a random stripper. I prayed Thug didn't let that nasty bitch do that to him.
The song was finally over and the strippers gathered up their money and exited the V.I.P and went and found some other niggas to get some money out of. All three of them were shocked when they saw us standing there.
"Damn, how long have y’all been here?" Malik asked with a stupid ass look on his face.
"Long enough to see you letting that bitch suck your dick. You disrespectful ass nigga. Don't bring your trifling ass home?” Barbie muffed Malik upside the head.
"You better watch your hands, Barbie."
"Nigga, fuck you!” Barbie yelled as she walked away and went downstairs to the other level of the club. Malik followed behind her to try and calm her down.
"I see you’re having fun," I said, kissing Thug on the lips.
; "I'm really having fun now that you're here." He pulled me on to his lap and that's when I noticed he was dressed in all black Robin Jeans with a black Hudson shirt that had an image of the Last Supper on it. On his feet, he was rocking a pair of Red Bottom Sneakers with all black spikes.
"You’re looking real handsome to me?"
"You don't look so bad yourself." Thug removed pieces of hair from my face.
"Happy Birthday, Sarge,” Ta’Jay said as she stood on her tippy toes and hugged him. Looking at them, it was obvious something was going on between them. Thug and Malik were just too busy to see it.
"Thanks, Ta'Jay." Sarge was looking good and was licking his lips and everything. He was really digging her. It was a shame him and Ta'Jay couldn't be out in the open like they wanted to.
"Come on, Sarge let's go dance." Ta'Jay grabbed him by the hand and pulled him downstairs to the dance floor. It was now just Thug and I. I was now real good and tipsy. The DJ was playing all the good shit. August Alsina's song Porn Star echoed throughout the club. Since Thug was already in a seated position, I took the opportunity to show him the kinky side of me. I unbuckled his pants and unleashed the beast.
"Whoa Ma’, what you doing? We'll be home soon and you can get all the dick you want."
"Shhh! I want it now. I whispered in his ear. I pulled my dress up and straddled him. I was soaking wet, so I was able to slide down on his dick with ease. The liquor was definitely taking over. If I was sober, I would have had to take my time and sit down on his dick like that.
I began to ride him in true porn star fashion. I didn't care that if someone got a good look, they could see that we were fucking in a public place. My mission was to please him and let him know I wasn't just a basic bitch that he spent his money on. I rocked back and forth on his dick trying to get a good motion going.
"Damn, Tahari, you riding the shit out your dick."
"Mmmm, Baby, you feel so fucking good to me." Thug was holding on to me for dear life. I had my arms wrapped around his neck and his arms were on my waist. I started bouncing up and down on his dick. He was bouncing me up and down on his dick with so much force that it felt like he was ripping my damn insides. That shit was hurting, but it was feeling so fucking good. This nigga dick game was on point. I would be lying if I said I wasn't gone off the D alone.
"Ohhh, shit! Thug I'm about to cum!"
"Me too, Ta-baby." We both came simultaneously and that shit felt good. Unfortunately, we were not able to enjoy the moment because gun shots rang out throughout the club. Thug’s ass knocked me off of his lap and pulled out his heat. "Damn, baby I'm sorry." He pulled me up from the floor.
"Ohh, fuck!" Thug said as he ran down the stairs and I followed him.
"Oh, my God, Thug. He just walked up and shot him. Please baby wake up I need you here to raise this baby." Thug stopped in his tracks as he was trying to help Sarge. He looked at Ta'Jay with such disappointment and looked at Sarge with such disgust. Thug walked out of the club, but I couldn't follow him as bad as I wanted to. I knew Ta'Jay needed me the most.
The ambulance arrived and transported Sarge to the hospital. Ta'Jay and I followed in her car. Once we entered the emergency room, I knew it was about to be a long ass night. There stood Peaches, Malik, and Thug with meanest fucking mugs ever. Ta'Jay just stood there and cried. This was some drama for your ass.
Chapter 10- Ta'Jay
Nightmare Turned into Paradise
I never even seen the nigga come up from behind me. He never spoke a word; he just opened fire and took off running out of the club. Sarge went down instantly. I saw the blood oozing from a bullet hole in his chest and in his stomach. I was panicking and didn't even realize Thug and Tahari was standing there when I told my biggest secret.
Not only were me and Sarge fucking, but I was five weeks pregnant with his baby. He had no clue that I was pregnant. As he laid on the floor fighting for his life, I thought if he heard my cries, it would make a difference. The look in his eyes looked as if he was slowly fading away from me, so I showed my love for him. I love the fact that Tahari stayed there with me. In her eyes, I saw that she really wanted to go after my brother, but knew that I needed her more than ever.
Walking into the E.R, I saw the disappointment on my family’s face. They felt that I was a baby, but I was a twenty-one-year old woman. Sarge is the first man I had ever been with that had made me feel pure and loved. Other niggas were never genuine; all they wanted was some pussy and I saw right through their ass.
My father Snake really fucked me up. He fucked me every chance he got. I was eight years old when he first had sex with me. I woke up to him on top of me thrusting in and out of my young pussy. I cried the entire time because the pain was unbearable. He would always lick on my pussy, so that I could be relaxed. He was the first man to ever make me cum from eating my pussy.
He used to always take me out to the movies and dates that he called daddy and daughter days. This meant the days that I had to suck his dick. When he first penetrated my throat I threw up all over his ass. He slapped me so hard that my nose started to bleed. Each time he would put his gigantic dick into my mouth, I would gag and vomit would go everywhere. Each time he would hit me, until finally I got it right.
I was sucking his dick like a grown woman by the age of ten. The first time he came in my mouth, I spit it out on the floor and that infuriated him. He made me get on the floor and lick each and every drop of his semen up. He stood there and made sure I swallowed. I knew what he was doing to me was wrong, but he always assured me that it was right. I was a little girl getting raped by the man who was supposed to protect me from people like him.
The day Ka'Jaire came home and caught him raping me was bittersweet. Since that day, I was able to have a good night sleep without thinking the man I called Daddy would come into my room and do ungodly things to me. I loved my brothers and my mother with everything inside of me. I had lived my life according to their standards. I have missed out on opportunities to be in a relationship with different men. Mainly, because I was worried about their opinion. They were so over protective of me. Especially, Thug; to this day he feels like he failed me. Over the years, I have tried to convince him that it wasn't his fault.
Sarge had been everything to me outside of my blood. He knows my history and doesn't judge me. Sarge was one big, sexy ass nigga. Black as midnight and strong and cocky. He put me in the mind of Ving Rahmes on Baby Boy. That nigga be walking around the house with my ass attached to him like a baby kangaroo. I loved every minute of it.
For the last year, it had been all about us and all we’d been screaming was fuck the world. Looking at my love fighting for his life had a bitch weak as fuck. I had shown my card and now it was time to pay the piper, which consists of my family.
"Really, Ta'Jay?” Peaches asked with her hands on her hips.
"I'm not about to explain what's going on between Sarge and me until I know he cool. So, leave me alone."
"I will slap slob from your mouth. Who the fuck you think you talking to? You owe us an explanation little girl. Peaches charged towards me, but Malik stopped her in midstride." I tried my best to hold the tears in, but I couldn't. She just do too damn much for me.
"That's the point. I'm not a little girl anymore. Regardless to what my father did to me I still have the will to love somebody. I love Sarge and I know he loves me. The only thing in our way is y’all. He shows me how much he loves me every day. The only issue is he can't show his love for me in front of y'all because he scared he might get a fucking bullet in his head behind me. I'm sorry y’all, but I can't help who I love." The tears were streaming from my eyes like waterfalls. Malik and Ka'Jaire embraced me. After while, Peaches did the same. I was glad they understood. My only issue was my brothers getting revenge against Sarge.
"Please don't kill him, Thug," I pleaded for my child's father life. Thug and Malik were silent. That scared me. I knew they were true killers and they always moved in silence.
Af
ter while, the doctors let me go back and see Sarge.
"You know this shit between us is dead right?" he said as he crushed my heart and he didn't even know it. I laid my head on his chest and let the tears fall.
"Sarge, we have a baby on the way. This shit will never end." I kissed him all over his face.
"You know I got to leave town right. Thug or Malik will never let me live knowing you’re carrying my seed."
Moving in close to Sarge, I sung the lyrics to Beyonce and Jay-Z song On the Run into his ear.
I don't care if we on the run. Baby, long as I'm next to you. I had to let him know when he left; I was leaving right the fuck with him. I loved this man so much I was willing to leave it all behind just for him. He was definitely worth it.
After while, my mother and brothers walked into his room. Tahari and Barbie were not too far behind them. Sarge and I both sat there looking nervous as hell. Nobody said a word. The silence in the room was scary as hell. I prayed my brothers didn't pull out their guns and finish Sarge’s ass off.
"I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed y’all felt the need to sneak around behind our backs. Sarge you're a part of this family. All I ask is that you take care of her and the baby or you a dead ass nigga," Thug said as him and Malik embraced Sarge and me.
Barbie and Tahari hugged me so tight. Peaches was still mad as fuck. No one will ever be good enough for her baby girl. I love my momma and I would never deliberately disrespect her. In due time, she would have to deal with the fact that I am a grown woman with needs and right now all I needed was Sarge.
Chapter 11- Tahari
Past Loves with New Agendas
It had been six months since I got with Ka'Jaire and life couldn't be better. I loved that man so much. He was everything I wanted in a man and more. At first, I thought I would have a hard time with him being gone all the time, but I was dealing with it better each day I think it was because both Barbie and Ta' Jay were in the same position. Malik and Sarge were never home either. Us girls had been spending a lot of time together.