A Bittersweet Hood Dilemma: A Naptown Love Story

by Natavia

  He lifted my legs up then kissed my swollen bud. I moaned as his big hands squeezed my breast. His tongue snaked around my clit then he sucked on it adding pressure. My legs trembled and my nipples hardened. He inserted a finger into me feeling around inside of me. I don’t give a damn if he could tell Kauzie’s big dick has been demolishing me.

  “OOOOHHHHHHH,” I moaned as he sucked and licked. He bent my legs back. My pussy was sitting straight up in the air. Darrion kissed it then it clenched.

  “Look at the pretty pussy. MUAH,” he kissed it again. He spread my ass cheeks then teased the crack of my ass with his tongue as he fingered me. I gripped his head as I humped his face.

  “UMMMMMMM,” his tongue went faster. He pulled his finger out of me replacing it with his tongue. He hardened his tongue then fucked me with it.

  “I’m about to cum. Suck it harder. OOOOHHHHH,” I screamed as he sucked harder with a firm grip on my legs. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. After he was done, he put my legs down. His face was slimy. I hoped some of Kauzie’s nut slipped out of me from earlier and landed into Darrion’s mouth. I smiled at the thought.

  I got up then mushed him. I went into my bathroom then took a shower. I dried off then put on my robe. When I came back out, Darrion was on my phone. What the hell is wrong with him and Kauzie grabbing my phone? I asked myself.

  He had Kauzie on speakerphone as he laughed at him.

  “I had her screaming too,” Darrion said teasing Kauzie. Kauzie laughed at Darrion.

  “That’s what’s up nigga. You over there licking her pussy when just hours ago, I busted a big load up in her pussy. You just swallowed my seeds. I knew you was a batty bwoy,” Kauzie laughed at Darrion. I could hear No Hands laughing with him. Darrion always made himself look like an ass.

  “Tokyo about to be carrying a nigga seed and shit. I been going HAM up in that pussy, ya heard me?” Kauzie asked him in his thick deep voice. My clit just throbbed. I needed help. I couldn’t live like this anymore. Kauzie was too sexy. His voice alone could make me cream.

  “Nigga, when I see you I’m going to murk you,” Darrion shouted into the phone hanging up on Kauzie.

  “So, you answered my phone?” I asked him.

  “You damn right I did. Don’t he answer when I call you? You ain’t shit but a freak bitch. You are fucking your sister’s man,” Darrion said.

  “You mean my sister is fucking MY man. Nigga, your services are no longer needed. I got mine now get the fuck out,” I said.

  “You fucked him, Tokyo?” Darrion asked with tears coming out of his eyes. He sat on my couch and sobbed. This was pitiful.

  “You let the nigga fuck you? How could you do that shit to me? I was coming right back. I just needed to figure out what I was going to do with Keshawna,” he cried.

  There was a knock on my door. I prayed it wasn’t Kauzie.

  “You got my man in there, bitch. Open up this damn door,” Keshawna said. I happily walked to the door. Her man wasn’t trying to leave and I needed to take my hair out for my appointment tomorrow.

  I opened up the door. “Get this crybaby ass nigga off of my couch,” I spat. I could see the hurt in her eyes, but that was not my problem.

  “Oh, bitch, you about to cry too? You want some tissues? You should’ve known the nigga couldn’t stay out of my life. As much as I find it funny, I’m annoyed. You need to make him happy so he can leave me alone. This nigga was down on bended knee like he was a member of Boyz II Men,” I said laughing.

  “You ghetto, nasty bitch!” Keshawna screamed at me.

  “Honey, you are in my hood. I would beat your ass, but I already gave out an ass whipping today. After that I got my pussy ate. I’m worn out. So, get your nigga and go the fuck home. He is over here answering my phone and telling people our business,” I said.

  I opened up the door wider so she could see Darrion on my couch sobbing. This punk couldn’t even stop. I couldn’t wait to tell No Hands about this tomorrow.

  “You crying over this bitch? Nigga, get your ass out here now,” Keshawna said to him.

  “Go home, Keshawna, I’m trying to talk to Tokyo,” Darrion said.

  She tried walking into my apartment. I pushed her into the wall.

  “No you won’t bitch. You stay out here and talk to him,” I said crossing my arms.

  “That broad Tokyo is gutta with it,” I heard one of the boys on the steps say.

  “Ay yo shorty, fuck that nigga. I’ll be your man for the night. I got to go home in the a.m. though. I’m not trying to play daddy when the kids wake up,” the lil’ nigga, Dez said to Keshawna. She rolled her eyes at him. Dez had to be around eighteen and a cutie pie. He reminded me of a taller version of Lil’ Bow Wow. Rumor around the hood was that he be sleeping with Kiwanna.

  “Darrion, you got to get the fuck out,” I said.

  “Ay yo, Tokyo, you want me to come and get him for you?” Dez said to me. I shook my head because Dez just didn’t care.

  “Darrion, go the fuck home to your bitch, nigga,” I said to him. He just sat there looking pitiful. Dez bopped up the steps then walked into my apartment.

  “Aye nigga, get your bitch ass up. It’s about ten niggas outside that are planning to rob you, including myself. This not even your hood nigga. Get the fuck up or else me and my niggas are going to show out,” Dez said to Darrion.

  Keshawna crossed her arms. Dez and I both grilled Darrion waiting on his response. Darrion stood up then grilled Dez.

  “I’m out, but I will be back lil’ nigga,” Darrion said. Darrion used his head. He knew if he had pissed Dez off, it would’ve been some shit. Dez and his friends ran all of the older niggas out that called themselves trying to hustle on their corners. Darrion walked past me then whispered in my ear. “Keep it warm and tight, I’ll be back,” he said. As soon as he made it out of the door, Keshawna was swinging on him.

  “Your funky ass is cheating on me, you stupid motherfucker. Wait ‘til we get home. I got something for your bitch ass. You just wait and see,” Keshawna yelled.

  Dez walked out of my apartment. “You need to leave that fuck nigga alone, Tokyo. He is living like a snake out here. Everyone knows you caught that charge for him. That nigga still don’t have a court date. Motherfuckers started getting locked up right after y’all got busted. It’s dry out here now. I think that nigga is ratting. Keep that nigga out of your crib because he got some bullets with his name on it. You don’t need to be involved in that shit,” Dez said walking down the steps.

  Once I shut my door, I sat on my couch then started taking my hair out. Kauzie hadn’t called back, so I called No Hands’ cell phone. He answered on the fourth ring.

  “What you want, Tokyo?” No Hands asked with an attitude.

  “What the hell is your problem?” I asked him.

  “Stop being fucking stupid, yo. Why do you keep letting that nigga around you? He dogged you out and he put his hands on you didn’t he? Yo, you can’t be that damn desperate for some loving,” No Hands said.

  “Say how you really feel,” I spat.

  “Stay the fuck away from that nigga shorty, bottom line. Kauzie wants to fuck him up. That nigga was laughing, but when Darrion hung up, he was hot. That nigga turned red,” No Hands said.

  “Where is he now?” I asked.

  “Tassana just came and got him. You know he ain’t driving home with that Audi. It’s sad that nigga gotta live like that. I’m praying for the both of y’all niggas tonight,” No Hands said.

  Tassana

  I had a fun day with Tudos, until Kauzie blew my phone up for me to come and get him. He had the worst attitude ever. He even went as far as calling me a bitch. I pulled up to our home and he got out, slamming the truck door.

  “What the fuck is your problem?” I asked Kauzie.

  “Leave me the fuck alone. What the fuck were you doing anyway? I called you twenty fucking times. You better not had a nigga in my whip either,” he said unlocking the door. He went into the kitchen to g
rab his Henny off the counter, and I followed him into the living room. He sat down on the couch drinking the Henny straight. His eyes were red and he looked angry. I have never seen this side of Kauzie before.

  “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I asked him. He stood up then hurled his Henny bottle at the TV, putting a long crack in it. Great, now I can’t watch “Maury” in the living room in my favorite seat on the couch.

  “Stop asking me fucking questions, damn. You talk too much. Just shut the fuck up sometimes and let me think,” he yelled at me scaring me shitless.

  “You are scaring me,” I cried.

  “Bitch, only thing that put fear in your heart is not having someone to take care of you,” he said.

  I picked up a lamp then hurled it at him. It missed his head by a few inches.

  “Watch who the fuck you are talking to. I’m still your fucking woman. I’m sure you treat Tokyo with respect,” I said.

  “Fuck you and Tokyo,” he said walking up the stairs. He slammed the bedroom door then locked it.

  I banged on the door. “Open this fucking door!” I screamed, and then I heard the shower running. He really had lost his mind.

  I called his mother.

  “Hello,” she answered.

  “Your son put his hands on me,” I lied crying into the phone.

  “HE DID WHAT?” Patra yelled in her heavy accent.

  “I’m so scared. He locked me out of the room. He accused me of cheating on him. He broke a lamp and busted the TV. I’m soooo scared,” I sniffled. Kauzie’s mama didn’t play about that. Years back when Kauzie and I got into an argument, he ended up choking me in his room. His mama burst through the door, whipping Kauzie’s ass with a broom. I was seventeen at the time and he was eighteen.

  “I’m on my way,” she said hanging up. I laughed to myself as I ruffled up my hair then ripped my shirt. The water stopped running. I sat on the step outside and waited for his mother.

  Fifteen minutes later, her black Mercedes pulled up in the driveway behind Kauzie’s truck. Her thick frame stomped towards me.

  “Are you okay chile?” she hugged me then I cried into her chest.

  “He is so angry,” I stated. She walked into the house then up the stairs. She started saying something in Patois, as she banged on the door. Kauzie opened up the door with a confused look on his face.

  “What’s going on?” he asked Patra.

  “You want to put your hands on women, huh?” she asked him. Kauzie looked at me then grilled me.

  “Yo, Tassana, get the fuck up out of my crib. You lying on me to my fucking mama. Bitch, you lost your fucking mind. I should fuck you up for that shit. I accused you of cheating? Bitch, you and I are not together. I let you stay here until you get your shit together,” he said to me.

  Patra looked at me with angry eyes. “Out of Kauzie’s twenty-four years on this earth, he has never lied to me. You lied on my son, Tassana? You got me out of bed to involve me in your childish games? Have you gone coo coo chile?” she asked me. I put my head down, because I all of a sudden felt bad; Patra had always been nice to me. I just wanted to hurt Kauzie like he hurt me.

  “Verbal abuse is still abuse,” I said defending myself.

  “Go home ma. Let me holla at Tassana real quick,” he said kissing her cheek. She patted his shoulder then walked past me without saying a word. I heard the front door shut. Kauzie leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

  “Silly gyal,” he said shaking his head.

  “Fuck you,” I said walking into the bedroom bumping him on the way.

  He chuckled. “What you lie on me for?” he asked me.

  “So I can get the fuck in the bedroom, that’s why. It worked didn’t it? I also wanted your mother to go upside your head,” I said then he smirked.

  “That shit was funny in a way. She was about to take a nigga’s head off,” he said loosening up. I didn’t understand him. One minute he was very angry then a few seconds later, he was fine like nothing ever happened.

  “You will apologize to her for that shit, as soon as you wake up. Give her some time to cool off,” Kauzie said getting under the covers. I stripped down naked and not once did he look at me. I stood in front of the TV as he flicked through the channels.

  “Do you think I need to lose weight?” I asked him poking my breasts out.

  “Naw, you good. Move the fuck away from the TV though,” he said trying to peek around me.

  “Can we make love?” I asked him.

  “You don’t get my dick hard, Tassana,” he said to me.

  “I’m sorry, Kauzie. I didn’t want to lie to your mama, but you just shut me out. I didn’t know what else to do,” I said. He shook his head then put his arms behind his head. I got into the shower washing Tudos scent off me. His cologne lingered behind me and I’m surprised Kauzie didn’t notice it.

  Tudos and I had sex all day then we went to the movies. He treated me so good, but I couldn’t let Kauzie go. I needed Kauzie and that was why I was trying to make him happy. I had to figure out a way to make Kauzie love me again. I didn’t want my parents to think I was going to be like Tokyo; being in love with a drug-dealer. I wanted that perfect image and I was going to get it.

  After I dried off, I climbed on top of Kauzie. He was asleep as I kissed his lips then licked them. I grinded on his manhood hoping it sprang to life. My hands went up to his chest, his eyes opened up.

  “What you doing?” he asked me as I kissed his chest.

  “I need it baby. Maybe if you were giving me the dick I wouldn’t be going so crazy,” I said.

  “If you get my dick hard I might slide up in it,” he said with his hands behind his head looking down at me with his pretty eyes and long locks. I slid down the length of his body pulling the sheet back. I pulled his baller shorts down, and his big meaty dick rested against his leg. It was intimidating even when he wasn’t erect.

  I kissed it then inserted it into my mouth. I sucked, licked, slurped and still nothing. All of a sudden, I heard snoring. I looked up and Kauzie was asleep. I climbed off him then silently got dressed. I got into my Malibu then pulled off. Thirty minutes later, I was in front of Tudos’ building.

  I got out then walked up to the third floor. I used the key he gave me a year ago…a year ago when I promised him that I would leave Kauzie for him. I walked into the living room and the TV was on. Tudos sat up on the couch playing his video game. He looked at me then shook his head.

  “Y’all were arguing again?” he asked me.

  “Don’t start, Tudos.” He sat his controller down then walked to me. He grabbed me, lifted me up, and hugged me.

  I wrapped my arms around him. This was supposed to be my man. He was where I needed to be, but I wouldn’t allow myself to go down that road of destruction.

  “I love you so much, Tudos,” I said inhaling his scent.

  “I love you too. But there is something I need to talk to you about,” he said looking deeply into my eyes.

  “What is it?” I asked him. If he told me he was leaving me, I would die.

  “Shit is getting hot down here. Someone is ratting on niggas. I got a feeling they are going to come for me next. I’m going down to Richmond, VA with my cousin and set up shop there until shit dies down here,” he said.

  “How long are you going to be gone for?” I asked.

  “Few months to a year, I don’t know. I want you to come with me though. We can start a new life together,” he said. I pulled away from him. He wanted me to lose my spot in Kauzie’s life for a spot in his chaotic life.

  “What about, Kauzie?” I asked him.

  “What about Kauzie? He is my nigga and all, but let’s be honest. You are in love with me and he is in love with Tokyo. What the fuck are y’all still holding on for?” Tudos asked me.

  “You got a few weeks to decide. If you don’t come with me I already know what it is. You won’t have to worry about me anymore. I’m done with the games Tassana. I didn’t plan on falling
for my nigga’s shorty, but I did. Life ain’t fair and it can’t always go your way. You have to make sacrifices in order to be happy. But I’m going to let you think about it,” he said, kissing my cheek before walking back to the bedroom. I had more items here than what I had at home. I needed to figure out something and fast.

  Tudos got into bed. I took my clothes off then slid the cover back.

  “What are you doing, Tassana?” he asked me.

  “Getting in bed,” I said.

  “Wash that nigga off of you before you get in my bed. I can smell him on you,” he said to me. I rolled my eyes then want into the bathroom.

  “You better not had fucked him neither!” he called out. Damn, I love him.

  Kauzie

  We were chilling in front of No Hands’ shorty crib. They had a wild relationship. They break up like every week because No Hands couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. That nigga stayed getting caught up. Kyree stayed flipping out on him too.