Shawty Fell in Love with a Hustla

by Lucinda John

  After every part of my body was squeaky clean, I dried off and lotion my body down with Bath and Body Works’ Love & Sunshine. Spraying the Sunshine Love and Sunshine body spray all over my body, I slipped the lingerie over my thick body and did a little twirl. I removed the bobby pins from my hair and I allowed my curls to fall down my back.

  The mesh baby doll dress embraced my curves and revealed everything I had to offer. Looking over I looked myself over in the mirror and began to feel nervous all over again. I had to rub baby powder on my hand just to keep my palms dry. I sprayed my room with some Febreze and made sure my room door was locked.

  “Wow, you look amazing,” Dustin smiled as he licked his lips.

  Dustin was as handsome as they came. He stood 5’8, had nice coco colored skin and sported a short curly fro. Because he played so many sports, his body was cut in all the right places. I watched in awe as his muscles flexed as when he removed his shirt. His eight pack was on full display, looking as scrumptious as a peach cobbler with vanilla ice-cream on Thanksgiving Day.

  “Thank you,” I smiled.

  “Here,” he said and handed me a box before taking a seat on my king sized, canopy sleigh bed.

  “This is beautiful,” I blushed as I pulled out a heart pendant necklace. “Put it on for me,” I said while walking over to him.

  I sat on the bed as he clasped the necklace around my neck. Once he was finished, his soft lips connected with my exposed skin causing me to shudder. He began to lick and kiss on my neck and back causing a soft moan to escape my lips.

  Although Dustin and I hadn’t gone all the way, we did do a few things like dry hump and give each other oral. I even allowed him to finger me and suck on my breast.

  “Are you sure you’re ready?” he softly asked.

  “Yes,” I whispered.

  “I promise to take my time with me. God I love you,” he said before grabbing one of my breasts and slipping it in his mouth. He sucked on it until I could feel the thin garment I was wearing drenched in my juices. He laid me down on the bed and mounted me. Our tongues connected and did a love dance of their own.

  The way his strong hands roamed my body had me in heat. I opened my legs real wide as he grinded himself in my middle. He removed his basketball shorts and boxers exposing his thick dick. It wasn’t big and long like the ones I saw on the pornos, but it had a nice, meaty thickness to it.

  Pulling my thong off, he used the tip of his dick to play with my clit.

  “Mmm,” I moaned while grinding my hips.

  “Damn this pussy wet,” he groaned before attempting to stick the head in.

  “Dustin do you have a condom?”

  “Come on baby. Let me just loosen you up first,” he begged.

  “No, get a condom,” I demanded.

  My father would kill me if I ever came home with a positive pregnancy or STD test.

  Dustin rummaged through his wallet until he came across a Lifestyle Tuxedo Black. He ripped it open and pulled it over his dick before positioning himself back between my legs. We shared a nice, long, sensual kiss while he tried to get his dick to fit in my tight, virgin pussy. I wanted to scream out in pain, but I didn’t want to risk waking up my dad.

  When he finally got it to go in, tears streamed down my face as I felt my hymen split. Just as I was starting to adjust and get in the groove of things, I heard yelling. Pushing Dustin off of me, I ran to my bedroom door and placed my ear to the door it to see if I was hearing things.

  BOOM!!

  A force knocked me back, causing my body to fly across the room. Sitting up, I stared down the barrel of a gun, which was held by a masked man.

  “Stay your ass right there.” he demanded as he checked my room.

  “Clear,” he said once he was done.

  Clear? I thought. Where the hell was Dustin?

  There was some commotion in the hallway causing me to look in that direction. I could see Elaine and Eyanna both tied by a thick rope. My father lay out on the ground badly beaten.

  “Daddy!” I yelled out running to his side, forgetting the orders of the gunman.

  “CheChe no,” he faintly said, but it was too late.

  POW!! POW!! POW!!

  Chapter 2

  Karrueche

  (Three months later)

  “Wake your ass up and come cook us breakfast now!” my evil stepmother yelled.

  I got up from the airbed that I was sleeping on in the basement and headed to the bathroom to handle my hygiene. Since my father died trying to save my life three months ago, life for me had been hell. Not only did I lose the only parent I even knew, my stepmother legally adopted me and turned me into her personal maid. If I wasn’t in school, I was cleaning, cooking, or trapped in the basement.

  I went from having everything my young heart desired to living like I was homeless. My stepmother made sure my life was a living hell every single day. Once my father’s soul was off to Heaven, Hell for me began. My stepmother stripped me of all my fancy clothes and replaced them with second hand clothes from Good Will. I no longer attended my fancy school or drove my fancy cars. I was now in public school riding the city bus.

  After brushing my teeth, I threw my hair in a ponytail and walked in the kitchen to cook breakfast. Eyanna was in the kitchen hugged up with Dustin. The same Dustin that was popping my cherry three months ago was the same Dustin that was fucking my stepsister. What was even worse was that Nika and Ashley basically disowned me and became best friends with Eyanna. With the help of her evil ass mother, she basically took my life away from me.

  “Look it’s the help,” Eyanna said causing Dustin to snicker.

  Although he was laughing at me, I could still see his eyes wonder at my fat ass, which sat perfectly in the grey joggers I wore. In silence, I cooked the breakfast, sat it all out on the table buffet style and then cleaned the kitchen.

  “Take these to the cleaners,” Elaine said throwing a pile of clothes at me. “Mr. Michael is hiring so make sure to fill out a job application. You will not be staying in my house for free.”

  I wanted to tell her that this was my father’s fucking house, but I wasn’t in the mood to fight. Grabbing the pile of clothes, I went to my dungeon to get ready. Opening the suitcase where I kept my clothes, I pulled out a pair of jeans and a white button up blouse. This wasn’t something I would wear to an interview, but I had no choice.

  Walking in my small bathroom, I got in the shower and allowed the water to rain all over my body. Grabbing the coconut oil shampoo, I poured a pea size amount in my hand and began washing my hair.

  “CheChe nooo!” I heard my father’s voice call out.

  POW!! POW!! POW!!

  My father managed to muster up some strength and flipped his body over mine. I could feel him suck in a deep breath as the bullets pierced through his skin. I wanted so badly to jump and catch one of those bullets for my father, but he was too strong.

  “CheChe, I love you,” he stuttered as he coughed up blood.

  “Daddy hold on. I can hear the sirens,” I whispered back.

  “Five-O is on their way! Make sure to empty all the safes now! Get everything! Hurry the fuck up!” I could hear the intruders yell out.

  The weight of my father became heavy, letting me know that I lost him. I cried out for him to wake up, but he never replied. Everything began to move in slow motion as the police barged in the house to offer their assistance. I could see Dustin rushing over to my side asking me if I was ok. I was so shocked as I watched them put my father’s body in a body bag that I couldn’t respond.

  The police separated us for questioning. I overheard Dustin telling the cops what happened before he jumped out of my window and ran for help. I was grateful that he was the one that saved my life, but upset that the cops didn’t arrive sooner to save my father’s life. After the questioning, we went down to the morgue to view my father’s body. I lay on his chest and cried while my stepmother kept falling out on the ground like an idiot. Call me crazy,
but something about the scene she was causing made me feel like all of it was fake.

  “Turn off my damn water! You don’t pay no bills around here!” Elaine yelled causing me to snap out of my thoughts.

  Grabbing two towels, I wrapped one around my hair and the other around my body. I wanted my hair to be in its curly state, so I applied some conditioner to it and left it damp. I grabbed my undergarments, dressed in my thrift store clothes, and left the house.

  I stood at the bus stop with my headphones in my ears waiting for the city bus to come. It was really hot outside and I could feel myself starting to sweat. A car that resembled the one my father gave me stopped at a red light in front of me. Eyanna, Nika, and Ashley laughed and waved at me. I blasted my music to drown them out. I sat back with anger burning through my eyes as I watched them drive off in my car.

  When the bus finally came, I swiped my bus card and took a seat in the back. A few guys tried to get my attention, but boys were the last thing on my mind. Fifteen minutes later, I rang the bell and got off in front of the dry cleaners.

  “Hey Ms. Lady, how may I help you?” Mr. Michael smiled.

  “I’m here to drop off these clothes and to fill out an application for a position,” I sweetly replied with a smile plastered on my face.

  “You mean to tell me you want to work here?” he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

  “Yes.”

  “All that money your father left and Elaine got you working?”

  I nodded my head.

  I tried numerous of times to get in contact with my father’s lawyers to see if there was anything for me left in the will. I knew for a fact my father wouldn’t have died without making sure I was straight. When it was time for them to do the reading of the will, I was shocked when the lawyer read off that everything now belonged to Elaine. I was no fool so I knew foul play had to be involved. I just couldn’t prove it.

  “When can you start?”

  “Right now.”

  “Ok well let’s start,” he smiled.

  For the remainder of the day, he showed me how to work the register, schedule the deliveries, and keep in charge of the books. I was happy that my job didn’t involve washing clothes. Getting paid $14.50 an hour to do front desk work was fine with me.

  “Here you go,” Mr. Michael said handing me a plate of food. “Take your lunch break.”

  “Thank you sir.”

  “I usually mind my business, but because you’re a sweet girl I wanted to ask you this question,” Mr. Michael said putting his plate of food down.

  “Yes sir.”

  “Is Elaine treating you right?”

  I hesitated before answering, but decided I didn’t have anything to lose.

  “She treats me like I’m Cinderella,” I said basically summing everything up.

  “Your father didn’t leave you any money?”

  “He left everything to her,” I softly replied.

  “Something is not right. Karl loved you too much to not leave you anything. I’m going to tell you this now, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. If you want to get to the bottom of this, you have to get smart and figure out what’s going on. Something is not right. I can feel it.”

  “I tried to contact my father’s lawyer, but he never responded to me.”

  “That bastard probably got something to do with it. When no one is home, try to find any information that you can that will help you figure this out. This ain’t right,” he huffed. “Here,” he said pulling out and envelope from under the cash register.

  “What is this?” I asked thumbing through the bills that totaled five hundred and twenty dollars.

  “This is your pay for training,” he winked.

  “Thank you,” I smiled.

  “Take the rest of the day off. See you tomorrow after school.”

  “Thank you, Mr. Michael. I appreciate it,” I said hugging him.

  Stuffing the money in my back pocket, I got on the bus and headed to the mall to buy some much needed gear.

  Chapter 3

  Elaine

  “Ohhhh, yes, Bo, eat this pussy,” I moaned as my lover snaked his tongue in and out of my dripping pussy.

  “Feed daddy that good shit,” he groaned eating the orgasm out of me.

  Just as I was about to climb on his dick and ride the fuck out of it, there was a knock on my door. I started to ignore it, but the knocking grew louder and was now mixed with the chiming of the doorbell. Snatching my robe off the floor, I wrapped it around my body and stormed downstairs.

  “Who the fuck is knocking on my door like a fucking idiot?” I yelled and pulled the door open.

  “I’m sorry to interrupt you, Mrs. Davis, but this is urgent,” my lawyer Richard said.

  “What is it?” I asked with attitude evident in my voice.

  “It’s Karrueche. She’s been calling and leaving me voicemails in regards to her father’s money.”

  “She’s been doing what?”

  “One of the voicemails she left stated that she knew her father wouldn’t die and leave her nothing and that she is going to get to the bottom of this. If she discovers that I helped you alter Mr. Davis’ will, I could be discredited, disbarred, and lose my job!”

  “Calm the fuck down with all that yelling, Richard. She is not going to find out. I got it all under control” I replied.

  “I hope so because you can end up in jail for fraud.”

  “Is that a threat, Richard?”

  “No, it’s the law. Fix it!” he yelled and walked away.

  “Stupid bitch.” I mumbled and slammed the door shut.

  “What’s wrong?” Bo asked wrapping his arms around me.

  “Karrueche is trying to fuck shit up!” I yelled. “You should have killed her,” I spat.

  “I couldn’t. The fucking cops were coming.”

  “Yeah, ok.” I rolled my eyes and grabbed a pre-rolled blunt that was on the table. I lit it up and placed it between my lips.

  “What are you going to do?” Bo asked me.

  “What can I do?”

  “For one, you can stop treating that girl like shit. Maybe if you treated her better, she would mind her damn business.”

  “I’ll think about it,” I shrugged while finishing the rest of my blunt.

  Bo, Eyanna’s biological father, is the real love of my life. We’ve been setting up niggas for their insurance money for years. When I lucked up and married Karl, I hit the jackpot. The only thing that stood in the way of things was Karrueche. It took him five years before he actually put me in his will and when he did, I wasn’t the sole beneficiary. After careful planning, Bo and I decided to get in good with his lawyer and change the will around. Once that was finalized, we planned a fake robbery that ended his life. The only fucked up part of the plan was that Karrueche didn’t die.

  I heard the front door open and I looked up to see Karrueche walking in the house. She was so beautiful that it sickened me. The way Bo looked at her body every time she walked past, only made me want to beat her ass. I noticed bags from Target, Ross, Marshalls, and TJ Maxx in her hands causing my brow to rise.

  “What is all this?” I asked pointing at her bags.

  “I bought me some clothes,” she spat.

  “With what fucking money?”

  “With the money I made from work!” she yelled causing my hand to itch. I wanted to smack her smart ass right in the fucking mouth.

  “As long as you make sure you give me five hundred dollars a month for rent, then you’re good.” I smirked then rolled my eyes.

  “You can’t be serious” she scoffed.

  “As a heart attack. So you might want to cut them shopping trips short. I heard Good Will got some new arrivals,” I laughed.

  “Make sure dinner is done within the next hour and you better not cook no basic meal you basic bitch. Walking in the house with clothes from Marshalls, basic ass!” I mocked her causing anger to shoot through her body. I smiled as she chewed on her bott
om lip in attempt to keep herself calm.

  “You’re dismissed you bum bitch,” I said waving my hand.

  “What happened to you being nice to her?” Bo asked

  “Fuck that bitch. As far as I’m concerned, I only have ONE daughter and she’s the only one that gets nice out of me. Now are you going to come get this pussy or what?” I asked as I walked up the stairs to our room.

  Chapter 4

  Eyanna

  Tonight I’m gonna dance for you (ohh ooh ohh ohhh)

  Tonight I’m gonna dance for you (ohh ooh ohh ohhh)

  Tonight I’m gonna put my body on your body

  Boy I like it when you watch me, ah

  Tonight it’s going down

  I’ll be rockin’ on my babe rockin’, rockin’ on my babe

  Swirlin’ my babe Twirlin’, swirlin’ on my babe

  Baby lemme put my body on your body

  Promise not to tell nobody cuz cause

  It’s about to go down

  Beyoncé’s Dance For You played from my speakers, while I twirled my hips for my bae. His hands roamed all over my body as I whined my hips in his lap. I straddled him and stuck my tongue in his ear. I sucked on his ear lobes and I felt his dick stiffen under me. Just as I was about to slide down and put his dick in my mouth, Dustin’s ringtone started to play.

  “Hold on,” I said to my guest while pausing the music.

  “Hey Bae,” I faked smiled.

  The only reason I was fucking with Dustin was because my mom wanted me to. My mother was willing to do anything to hurt Karrueche and sometimes I felt bad for her. I knew what my mother and father did for a living, although I didn’t agree with it. I was always laced in nothing but expensive shit, so I kept my mouth shut.

  Out of all the “stepfathers” I had, I could tell Karl really cared about us. It’s unfortunate that he had to die. Oh well, I shrugged my shoulders and hung up on Dustin.

  “Sorry about that,” I said to Geek.

  Geek was a guy I met that was a pharmacist at CVS Pharmacy. Not only was he book smart, but he was street smart as well. He used his job at the pharmacy to cover up for the fact that he was in the lab whipping up drugs. He was a street nigga and those were the type of niggas that enticed me. Dustin was a lame ass schoolboy with a three inch dick. There wasn’t shit he could do for me.