by Natavia
“What the hell?” Callie jumped. I could tell she was startled. I didn’t say anything as I reached for the rag in her hand. I soaped it up for her and began to wash her. I was foul for making a move on his sister, but her body was to die for. Callie’s ass was phat and the mound between her legs was too juicy. I couldn’t walk away from her if I wanted to.
“W..w..” I didn’t let Callie finish her sentence because I interrupted her.
“Ssshhh, don’t say nothing just let me make you feel good,” I told her as I tapped her legs for her to spread them.
“We can’t do this because of Cayman,” she said. I ignored her as I tweaked her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. I washed her pussy with the rag and a moan escaped her lips.
Callie was bisexual too so it didn’t take long for me to have my way with her.
I let some water fill in my hand to rinse off her pussy. My hand wiped away the suds as my fingers slid over her slit. She moaned as I leaned down and kissed her lips. I pinched her clit and she gasped into my mouth.
“Come on,” I whispered as I took her hand in mine. I turned off the water and pulled her out of the shower. She followed behind me to the guest room. I pushed her down on the bed then climb on top of her. She opened her legs up for me, I pushed her legs up until her feet pressed into the bed.
I positioned myself so my hand could rest on one of her knees and my body was turned sideways as my pussy sat on hers. I reached down between us and made sure both our pussies were spread so we were clit to clit.
I closed my eyes and moaned as I felt the heat from her pussy as it exuded to mine. When I slightly moved a shudder went through my body as a small current traveled through my pussy.
It felt electrifying but I knew it could feel better so I pressed down harder. My pussy slid against hers and it felt so good—she felt better than Chloe.
“Oh god,” we both moaned when she lifted my leg up and spread hers wider. She panted when I bumped my wet pussy against hers. I bucked my hips back-and-forth going faster and faster. She matched my pace and ground her pussy into mine. Our pussies swayed and bumped together in haste.
We loudly moaned together as our pussies began to throb in pleasure on the brink of no return. My head fell back as we simultaneously cried out together.
I collapsed on top of her and woke up hours later to her thumb playing a tune on my clit. Needless to say, we fucked each other until Cayman got back. I ended up having the best of both worlds, a man and a woman who were twins…
I kissed Callie goodbye before I left out of the basement. I walked outside and Cayman was cutting the grass. He turned off the lawnmower when he saw me.
“What’s up?” he asked dryly.
“What’s the matter with you?” I asked.
“Nothing but you changed your mind about getting your hair styled?” he replied.
“Yeah, I wanted to see what the problem was between us. You have been giving me the cold shoulder lately,” I said.
“I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. This shit between us is dead, shorty. I don’t want to be with you anymore and I wanted to tell you later, but you keep asking me what’s wrong with me,” he said. Tears fell from my eyes and my legs felt like noodles. I loved Cayman and couldn’t let him go so easily.
“Why are you crying like you give a fuck? Shorty, you trippin’ but I’ll be home later so you can get your shit out of my crib,” he said.
“Where is this coming from? Are you cheating on me?” I asked and he laughed.
“I don’t think you have the right to ask me that. I treated you like a queen and how did you repay me? I had mad love for you but I don’t deserve your bullshit. Let’s just stop pretending we still have something,” Cayman said.
“I have been stressed and scared. Baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know how to tell you so I stayed away. I came over here to talk to Callie about it. I feel so alone,” I whimpered.
“Talk to me, shorty,” he replied.
“I’m pregnant,” I admitted.
I found out I was pregnant a few weeks prior but I was planning on getting an abortion. I broke it off with Callie and Cayman threatened to leave me. What else could I have done? I didn’t want to be alone although I wasn’t ready for a serious commitment. I wanted it to be on my terms and nobody else’s. Cayman walked over to me and hugged me while I cried on his chest. He kissed my forehead and I silently breathed a sigh of relief. I was young but I wasn’t dumb. I knew what type of man I had and I wasn’t giving him to anybody.
“Why didn’t you tell me? How far are you?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” I lied.
I knew exactly how far I was. I was seven weeks pregnant, and I found out when I went to the clinic because my period was late. It was also the same day I scheduled my abortion.
“Is everything okay?” Callie asked when she came out of the house. I wanted to tell her but I knew it would’ve crushed her. We caught feelings for each other since our first sexual encounter.
“Faraji just told me she’s pregnant. Thank you for keeping her sane while she was going through it. I can always count on you to come through for me,” Cayman said to Callie. If looks could kill I would’ve been dead.
“Anything for my brother. After all, we are all one big, happy family,” Callie said sarcastically.
“Are you going somewhere? I think we all should go out to lunch,” Cayman said to Callie.
“I’m going over to my nigga house,” Callie spat.
“I didn’t know you were seeing someone,” I said.
“Well, I am. Congrats and I will talk to y’all later,” Callie said. She got inside of her car and sped off. Cayman shrugged his shoulders but I was worried about Callie. I forced myself on her and she caught feelings for me. She didn’t want to betray her brother but the pleasure I gave her mattered more. Cayman didn’t need either one of us in his life but that was a part of life. Shit happens to the best of us.
“So, I’m really going to be a father? Damn, I wasn’t expecting this but we will get through this. I ain’t going anywhere,” Cayman said.
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you too,” he said. He pulled me into him and kissed me so deep it made my knees go weak. We had that spark again. Maybe having a baby was what we needed to build out future together.
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Cayman went into protective mode after I told him I was pregnant. When we got into his car he reached over me and put my seat belt on not to mention he lifted me up into his truck. He helped me down when we got to the restaurant and hugged my body close as we walked from the parking lot to the restaurant. Not to mention he helped me into my chair before he went to sit across from me.
Cayman was every woman’s dream, a gentleman with a thuggish personality.
“We’ll both have the chicken with steamed veggies and brown rice and two glasses of water,” Cayman ordered for us and I wanted to slap him but I settled on a death stare.
“What? You’re pregnant and need to eat healthily.” He said when he felt my eyes on him.
“At least you got one thing right I’m pregnant but I’m not dead nor am I sick.” I snapped. Cayman was getting into the pregnancy too early. An hour hadn’t passed and he was already playing doctor.
“We should tell my parents when they get back.” He told me as the waitress sat our plates on the table.
“How ‘bout we wait until after our first doctor’s appointment,” I told him.
“Yeah, we can do that,” Cayman said as I cut into the chicken.
“I’m going to find a job that centers around my degree but I know it’s only gonna’ be entry level until I get enough experience. So I’m gonna’ still work on the weekends for my uncle with his landscaping business. I want to be able to provide for you and our child without you worrying. All I ask from you in return is to finish college,” he said. That’s exactly why I picked Cayman to be the provider in my life. He was already making plans for our future.
“What about your job at the bar? I still don’t know shit about it. I hope you are quitting,” Cayman said. I was ready to ask him what job he was talking about but then I remembered it was a lie I told him and my friends.
“I no longer work there,” I said. Cayman’s face was emotionless. Something else was bothering him but I knew he wasn’t going to tell me. Cayman checked out of our relationship the day I missed his graduation. I knew it was the baby that was making him want to stay and do the right thing. Truth be told, it was the only reason I decided to keep it.
“What’s the matter Cayman? If you want a blood test, I’ll gladly give you one after the baby is born. I know we have been having problems but this baby is yours,” I assured him. I wasn’t a fool; I knew he was having doubts.
“It’s that shorty. I have something to tell you and I hope you don’t get mad,” he said. My stomach bubbled and my heart almost stopped. I wasn’t a saint but Cayman was supposed to be one. I prayed he didn’t cheat on me although I deserved it and so much more.
“I don’t know how to tell you this, but I have feelings for another woman. I thought they died down but they grew stronger for her,” he admitted.
“Damn it, Cayman!” I yelled in the restaurant. He placed his hand over mine to calm my nerves.
“I know it’s fucked up but I didn’t sleep with her. We were going through something and she was what I needed. I didn’t think things were going to get this far considering you weren’t my type. I ended up falling for you but it’s still that part of me that doesn’t fully trust you. Regardless of how I feel about you, we have a child to raise together,” he said. Tears fell from my eyes. I guess it was my karma because I wasn’t sure if I was in love with Cayman. I saw a provider and he saw me as a chick he made a mistake with.
“We are only together for this baby?” I asked.
“The baby is our second chance. I’ll feel less of a man if I wasn’t in the same household. I wanted to tell you how I have been feeling moving forward,” he said.
“Who is the woman?” I asked.
“Who was the woman you were cheating on me with?” he asked.
“WHAT!” I yelled and he chuckled.
“You must think I haven’t noticed the way you look at women. How about the lesbian porn you have hidden in your closet? Or what about the strap on in your panty drawer,” Cayman said. He must’ve snooped around in my room when Emeka let him in.
“It’s Emeka,” I lied. It would only make sense since she was my roommate. I couldn’t dare tell him I was cheating on him with his twin sister.
“Emeka is gay?” he asked.
“We experimented a few times. Damn it, Cayman. It wasn’t that serious. She was going through things with Zadik and one thing led to another,” I lied. His facial expression remained emotionless.
“I promise we haven’t been doing anything lately. It was around the time she needed me because Zadik was cheating on her. When I found out I was pregnant coupled with battling with my sexuality at the same time became too stressful for me so I pulled myself away from everybody. I promise it was just a phase,” I said.
“I understand,” he said.
“Now that you know everything tell me who the woman is,” I said.
“I lied about her. I just wanted to see how much you cared about us,” he said. I knew Cayman didn’t have the real balls to step out on me. He was practically weak. He was a weak man just like my father. I loved my father to pieces but he let my mother use him before she tossed him away.
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After I had dinner with Cayman, he took me to my car at his parent’s house. I went to Applebee’s because my father called me and told me he wanted me to celebrate with him and my sisters. For some reason, my sisters and father agitated me. Maybe it was the hormones or maybe I blamed them for making me the way I was. It was because of them I had to belittle myself. They didn’t have to do shit but wait for me to pay for everything. I walked into the restaurant feeling down about my life. Being around them reminded me of how it felt to be poor. My father could’ve at least went to Red Lobster. I sat down next to my father in the booth and Kesia rolled her eyes at me. Kesia was being a little bitch and I felt like slapping her nappy-headed ass. I haven’t talked to her since I gave her and Mekelia money for the mall a few months back.
“Ugh, dad you invited her? We told you we didn’t want her here.” Kesia said and Mekelia nodded her head in agreement. Mekeila was my baby but I guess she wanted to follow behind Kesia.
“Now girls that’s your sister and we’re a family no matter what. Cut her some slack, she’s in college and needed the time to study.” My dad tried to be the peacemaker.
“Study what? The male population for money.” Mekelia mumbled under her breath. I wanted to slap the bitch’s lips off her face. I did everything for them and that was the thanks I got. Their own mother didn’t want anything to do with them. I stepped up to the plate but I guess they couldn’t handle the fact that I had my own life. So what I stopped coming around them. Their poor living was draining me and I could no longer do it anymore. I couldn’t buy thousand dollar heels and pay the light bill at the same time. It was time for Kesia to step up and do what I had to do to survive since she was older than Mekeila.
“Do you wanna’ step outside and handle this woman-to-woman?” I asked Kesia.
“Yeah, we can but just know Mekeila have my back if you touch me,” Kesia spat.
“Girls that’s enough,” my fathers stern voice boomed throughout the restaurant. People started staring at us.
“Dad, how about you go to the bar and let us get this over with,” I told him.
“I’m not moving. If y’all wanna talk, talk right here.” He grumbled.
“No, we can go outside. I promise to behave. I think they will feel more comfortable talking to me alone,” I said to him.
I jerked my head to the side letting them know to follow me outside. They looked at each other before they got up to follow me outside.
“What the hell is wrong with y’all? I sacrificed a lot to make sure the two of you had everything you needed. And just because I haven’t been around, doesn’t give y’all the damn right to treat me this way. I’m in fucking college to make a better life for myself. Furthermore, I’m not y’all mother!” I said.
“But you are our sister and we are all we got! You missed both of our birthday’s and our father’s birthday. You missed Mekeila’s graduation to middle school. You missed my talent show at school. We called and text you on your birthday and you didn’t respond to us. We don’t want your damn money, Faraji. We just wanted our big sister to see us through. Sorry, you think we are a burden on you,” Kesia said. Sadly, I didn’t care anymore. I did my duties and now it was all about me.
“My first year in college wasn’t easy! Y’all are being selfish towards me. Do y’all expect for me to fill mother’s shoes? Well newsflash, our own damn mama couldn’t fill her own shoes!” I yelled at them.
“Stop lying about college! You are a whore just like mama. My boyfriend told me his older brother and his friends had their way with you for a few bucks. Matter of fact, you are worse than mama,” Kesia said just loud enough for a few people in the parking lot to hear.
“Your stankin’ ass don’t know what you are talking about. I think y’all are jealous because I moved out and moved on. I bet the two of you are still sharing clothes,” I spat.
“But at least we aren’t whores. Look, our father wants us to celebrate his new job with us as a family. We know how you feel about us and you know how we feel about you. Let’s go inside and act like this never happened,” Kesia said. When I looked inside of the restaurant through the window, our father was staring at us with saddened eyes. I looked back at my sisters and made a decision that was best for us.
“Tell father congrats on everything. I wish you all the best but it’s time for me to move on. I feel smothered and it’s not good for my baby,” I said and walked away. Mekeila
called my name but I kept walking. I could hear her crying and screaming at me as Kesia dragged her inside of the restaurant. She told me I was just like my mother. What did they expect from me? I wasn’t their mother; I was only their sister. I got inside of my car and cried on my way home. It was the first time I actually felt guilty about something. I called my cell phone company and had my number changed. I wanted to live for me.
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I woke up the next morning with morning sickness and Emeka came into the bathroom when she heard me vomiting.
“Are you okay? You have been throwing up the past week,” she said.
“I’m pregnant,” I said.