He kissed his father on his forehead. “I love you, Dad.” These were his last words to his father, though he was no longer able to hear them.
Blaze covered Money’s body up with a white sheet and called 911 for them to come get him. He gave his father a beautiful funeral, just like his father had given his mother. Both his father and his mother went out in class and style. Just as requested, Money was buried next to his lover, Jean.
Weeks later Blaze was down to less than $300 in his pockets and a soul filled with hopes, dreams, and determination. On his sixteenth birthday he found his first hoe and hours later he made his first hoe dollar on his own. His father had been right; pimping was in his blood. Blaze swore up and down that these hoes needed to be saved; they needed pimping in their life and he was there to serve that propose.
~Chapter 5~
Across the country...
Charisma had made a plan to finally get rid of her dead ends. Playing someone’s second wasn’t one of her dreams. Yeah, he liked the idea of being a trophy wife, but Trent was not the man she’d fallen in love with or left home for. Fame and money had started to take control of him. He had forgotten what was important and was throwing Charisma on the back burner and she didn’t like that shit at all.
Two years ago…
Charisma had just graduated from high school. Her future plans were to go to college. She had dreamed of being a lawyer since she was in first grade. When children were asked by adults what they wanted to be when they grow up, other children her age would say a Barbie or Power Ranger; something that wasn’t realistic. But not Charisma, her mind had been made up years ago. She wanted to be just like her father who was a well-known lawyer. She would happily answer, “I want to be the world’s best lawyer, just like my daddy.” She had always been a daddy’s girl since the day she’d made her grand entrance into the world.
Right after graduation she headed off to party. She didn’t even get a chance to see the brand new Volkswagen Jetta that her parents bought her. It was pretty and pink, just as she requested.
Trent was Charisma’s boyfriend at the time. So many boys in high school would die to be with Charisma. She was everything that a young man could dream of. She was definitely wifey material. She had a head full of dark black curly hair that hung to the middle of her back, her eyes were a dreamy brown, and her teeth were perfect. She always smiled showing off her pearly whites. Her smile was melting. She always knew how to get her way with either her smile or by pouting her lips and making a sad face. She had an athletic body with curves for days. Standing at about 5’7 with a set of nice, long, firm legs, she was just as beautiful she as she was smart. Beauty and brains seemed like an unbelievable combo, but Charisma possessed both.
High school boys weren’t a challenge for Charisma. She was way too mature for them and loved to have the things that were forbidden to her. Even if it were temporary, she would take it for the time being.
Trent was a handsome piece of chocolate. He stood at 5’9 and had the long chin hair neatly trim, like every brother in Philly rocked at one time or another. Everything about him was fresh and clean. He loved the bling and the finer things in life. He was a smooth talker and surely had his ways with the lovelies. His bulging biceps and triceps stated that he stayed in the gym. He had a perfect smile and a set of memorizing light brown eyes. Everything about him, from his fresh low top haircut to his fresh pair of sneakers, screamed sexy.
Trent and some of his friends had picked her and her best friend Michelle up to go out and have a blast. They arrived in Philadelphia two hours later and were on their way into a well-known nightclub. The club was for people 21 and older, but with the fake identification that Trent had purchased for the minors they were able to get into the club and enjoyed their night.
Charisma and Michelle tore the dance floor up. In a few more weeks the two best friends were going to be separating. Michelle was going to be back at home doing whatever she could get herself into, which was most likely working her low-end job at the Turkey Hill gas station, while Charisma would be off at Harvard University bettering herself.
“Girl, this is the life!” Michelle held her champagne glass up in the air.
“Finally I get to live life before I’m off to college,” Charisma expressed.
Their two glasses clicked against one another in a toast. By the end of the night, the two girls were drunk as a skunk. Trent suggested that they get a nearby hotel and go home the next day.
That night Trent laid his heart out to Charisma. As he spoke, she laid in his arms and never felt loved so much by any man besides her father. Hours later the two of them were engaged in the most passionate sex that only two kindred lovers could endure. As soon as they got in the room Charisma headed straight to the bathroom. She turned the water on as she made a quick bowel movement. Embarrassed that Trent would hear from the outside. After she got in she slid in the hot shower and took her timing maintaining her hygiene’s. When she stepped out the bathroom a trail of steam followed behind her. “Why are the lights off?” Charisma asked as she headed towards the light switch. She flicked the lights one and was in awe as she stared at the red and white rose pedals laid all over the floor. On the bed was a heart shaped out of red rose pedals. “Oh my gosh!” She sighed.
Trent turned the music down low as R. Kelly vocals came soothing through the speakers.
He walked over to Charisma and pulled the towel from her. The towel dropped to the floor and her nipples stood erect.
Trent was always impressed by her body of a Goddess. He took one nipple in his mouth as he massaged the other. The flicking of his tongue across Charisma juices to flow. “Ohhh,” Charisma cooed.
Trent slid his hands between her hot thick thighs, as he indulged into her wetness. She was dripping so much his tongue began to water. He had to have a taste of her. He gently laid her on the bed and spread her legs wide open. ‘Oooh hhh. Trent.” Charisma moaned as she massaged her nipples. Bending her head down she began licking her own nipples.
‘Ohhh. Ahhhh.” She cried as her thighs shook, she lost control. “TREEENNNT!” She squealed, grabbing the back of his head and pushing him deeper between her thighs she erupted all of his face like a volcano filled with sweet juices.
Trent wiped his face with the back of his hand and climbed on top of her. “Damn baby I want you so damn bad.” He mentioned before sliding into her wetness.
Seconds inside of her wet tight vagina he felt his self about to erupt already. “Ohhh shit.” He moaned as he slid in and out of her wetness that fit him exactly like a glove was suppose to fit.
“FUUUUUUCK!” Trent squealed as he pounded in and out of her. He erupted quicker than he anticipated but it was good. Charisma was well satisfied with the services that he provided.
It was her first time and she was one happy camper after she got a taste of Trent’s thick pole.
The moments between them felt magical. Trent was everything that Charisma wanted and more. She gave him her virginity that night after an entire year. He’d worked damn hard for that honor.
She laid in his arms staring at the ceiling as he stroked her long thick curly hair. “I love you.” Charisma allowed the words to escape through her lips, which were ashy due to all of the lip licking, and kissing they had been doing.
Trent thought about it before he finally replied. “I love you too.”
They spent hours making passionate love until the sun rose. Charisma was hooked and stuck like chuck. Her heart melted at the thought of Trent. She wanted to spend every second of the day with him. Her mind was made up. Before she went back to boring ass York Pennsylvania to go off to college in less than two months she was going to spend those last lovely days with the man who she had fallen hard for.
The next day, instead of going home Charisma placed a call to her mother. “Mom, I’m not coming back home. I’m staying here with my boyfriend. Then I will leave from college from here.” Charisma held the phone back from her ear as her mother yelle
d and cursed on the other line.
“What the hell you mean you staying with your boyfriend?” Her mother questioned. “If you don’t bring your hot ass back home now… I swear, so help me God!”
Charisma shook her head. Her mother was something else. One minute she was screaming and praying on God and the next, she was cursing up a storm and had the nerve to yell something about God.
“Calm down. It’s not that serious,” Charisma explained. She didn't understand why her mother was being so negative. Yes, she understood that her mother didn't want her to mess up her life chasing after a boy. But, she never understood why her mother couldn't just let her live for a second or two. She craved fresh air and she was going to get just that over the next couple of days.
Trent sat on the side of the bed, loving the way Charisma was going through it with her mother. The more drama she had with her parents the more Charisma would rely on him, just the way he liked it.
“If you don’t get your narrow ass back here by tomorrow morning you are cut! And I mean it!” her mother yelled, meaning every word she was saying.
Trent grabbed the phone out of Charisma’s hand and hung up on her mother. “I got you, so don't even worry about what your mother saying,” Trent assured her.
Charisma sat on the edge of the bed, wondering if she was making a mistake. After all, the heart wanted what the heart wanted. Her heart wanted Trent for sure, so Trent it was going to be.
Days later Charisma was still in Philadelphia with Trent. The first couple of days he sexed her so good that all she could do was sleep. When she wasn't/ sleeping he spent his time wining and dining her. Charisma was already getting use to Trent lavishly spoiling her. He spoiled her just like her daddy did. If he kept up with the good deeds he was for sure a winner in her eyes.
Charisma laid across the bed wearing a black and rose red teddy as she searched through Trent’s phone while he was taking his good ole sweet time in the shower. She checked all of his recent phone calls and text messages seeing that all of them were mostly labeled with no name and just the number. She kept scanning the phone until she got tired. What the fuck? Why am I going through this man’s phone? I must be looking for trouble. I’m Charisma. That nigga knows not too fool around on me, she thought to herself. She gently placed the phone back on the bed and went to join her beloved in the shower.
She stripped butt naked, leaving the bathroom door wide open. Living in a house with just the two of them gave them more than the privacy they needed. She licked her lips and began massaging her nipples as she stood back and watched Trent lather his body with soap. He had intentionally turned her out. And every second of the day she was fiending for his love. Her eyes traced his body until they found what they were looking for. His pole was saluting her. Long, hard and chocolate; just the way she liked it.
Trent was in a daze, reciting some rap lyrics in his mind. He stared at Charisma’s reflection in the glass steamy mirror and instantly got aroused as he watched her sexy ass touching all over her own body. She always knew how to turn him on without saying a word or laying a finger on him. “Bring ya’ sexy ass in here now,” he demanded with a smirk.
Charisma loved everything about Trent. She worshiped the ground he walked on and would even eat out of the toilet bowl he took a dump in if it came down to it. She loved how he always took control of her mind and body. He was always demanding with a strong manly tone added to damn near everything he said. When it came down to Trent she was thirsty for him. She dared a bitch to look at her man for too long of a second. She dared for anybody to talk bad about him. She would lie, cheat, steal and possibly kill for Trent. Anything was possible due to the love she had for him.
He didn’t have to tell her twice. She damn near tripped over her own feet as she rushed to the shower. The glass doors of the shower were covered in steam. In a matter of minutes they would be covered in sticky juices from the two them. Trent quickly grabbed Charisma by the back of her neck. He couldn’t wait to taste her sweet lips or even better, for her to taste him. Their lips locked and they kissed passionately as their hands roamed all over one another’s body. Trent felt between her legs and his mind went wild. Charisma was spraying juices like a fire hydrant on a hot summer day.
He instantly stuck two fingers inside of her, fingering fucking the hell out of her. Charisma dropped to her knees and wrapped her mouthwatering lips around Trent’s thick, hard pole, taking every inch of his chocolate in her mouth. The tip of his pole reached the back of her throat, but not once did she gag. Trent taught her everything that she knew about sex and pleasing him. She was well taught and could make sexing and sucking dick a profession because she sure as hell was an expert and would never receive one complaint.
Trent was reaching his peak and wanted to feel her insides. “You better catch it before I do.” He gazed down and smiled at Charisma.
Charisma knew what he meant. The first round with Trent was always quick. The ones after that were all-nighters for sure. She quickly jumped up from her knees and bent over, leaning against the glass shower door. “Please Daddy, give it to me hard,” she begged.
Prior to entering her, Trent roughly grabbed her by her neck and turned her around to kiss her. He turned her neck around so hard that her neck slightly cracked. They gave one another sloppy kisses and their sloppy tongues smacked against each other’s face.
“Oooh.” Charisma cooed, feeling Trent entering her.
Charisma had that good wet-wet that kept a nigga around. It was one of the reasons why Trent was so hooked now. Other than that, she was smart, loving, caring, and the chick was bad. The day he laid eyes on her he knew she was wifey; his wifey. Plenty of times he wondered if he should take her to Florida to meet his big cousin Blaze, who would top him off with a significant amount of money for handing over one of his chicks. He knew Blaze would then turn her out and make her a bonafied hoe in a matter of days. The two of them were more than cousins. They were business partners. Good business partners at that.
Trent decided he would give Charisma a 30-day trial. If she continued to behave and obey him the way she was doing then he would keep her longer before he sent her off to his cousin. Little did he know, Charisma was no one hit acquitter. One taste of her and he was hooked like an addict and there was no turning back. Spoiling her, catering to her, and always making her smile was what made Charisma happy and Trent did those things, going beyond to keep his number one girl the happiest and the fliest chick that Philly had ever laid eyes on.
“Harder! Harder!” Charisma yelled, trying to catch hers before Trent caught his, which would leave her to masturbate; something that she sure as hell wasn’t up for today.
Hot rushes of water drops fell onto the two bodies. They turned the shower into their personal sex box. Trent was so turned on as he thrust in and out of Charisma as hard as possible like she’d asked.
Charisma held the top bar that was connected to the shower to keep her balance. “Oooh, baby! Harder! Give me all you got!” she moaned out.
Her wish was his command. He grabbed her by her tiny waist and began thrusting inside of her even harder. Her insides were going to pay for the dick that was being jammed up in her later. “Ahhh!” Trent moaned.
Charisma knew that any second now it was about to be a done deal. She threw her fat ass back against him. She could feel his scrotum slamming against her ass, which turned her on even more. “Ooh.” Charisma let go of the pole and right before she was about to release everything in her… Bam!
The glass of the shower door shattered. Charisma went head first through the wreckage. Trent wasn’t quick enough to catch her. She went sliding across the bathroom floor. SMACK! She hit her head on the toilet and fell straight out on her back.
“Oh shit!” Trent yelled.
The freak accident scared the day lights out of him. Charisma lay straight out on the slippery bathroom floor. Trent didn’t know whether she was dead or not. He stood over her with his dick dripping in her face. He didn�
�t even notice that he was accidentally dripping his babies all over her face. He squatted down and slightly shook Charisma. “Baby,” he whined.
He was damn near in tears.
Not knowing what to do, Trent rushed to his phone and placed a call to 911.
Before they arrived he quickly placed a towel over the top of her to cover up her body. The last thing he wanted was some pervert staring at his girl’s naked body.
“Trent?” Charisma spoke faintly.
Trent rushed back over stared down at her. She was totally out of it. He was so damn happy that she was alive. For a second he’d really started to panic and thought that he’d lost the only girl he’d ever loved.
“I love you,” Charisma softly spoke again.
“I love you more,” Trent told her as he held her hand, tracing the inside of her palm. He couldn't help it. Business had turned into personal and he was already deeply in love with her.
Charisma could feel Trent’s tear drops as they rolled off his of cheeks and onto her face.
A day later Charisma was out of the hospital. The only thing she suffered from was embarrassment when she had to explain to the police officers what had happen. Some nut case nurse at the hospital called the police telling them that Charisma was a part of a domestic violence act.
On the day she was discharged Charisma paged the nurse who she knew had lied on her. Charisma let that nosey ass bitch have it. She cursed the bitch out so bad that it started a riot between the two of them. “Lady you don’t know me so stay the hell out of my business!” Charisma yelled at the nurse. She was trying not to lose her cool but the nurse was pushing her buttons.
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