Trappin'
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"What's good Daytona? What you doing here?" she replies.
"I was waiting on your brother, he's somewhere running around with Livewire, but he told me to meet him here."
"Oh okay, why don't you come in and wait, it makes no sense for you to wait out here."
"Aight," Daytona says as he rolls up his window, shuts the engine off then hops out his car.
Scarlett couldn't help but notice how well dressed he was. He had on a white button up LRG shirt with blue LRG jeans and white Jordan's, 'Damn, if this nigga was a little bit older and getting money he could get it!' she thought to herself as she turned around and heads to the front door of her house. Daytona follows behind her watching her fat ass shake with every step she took.
Once inside the house Daytona sat on the couch while Scarlett went into her room. She comes out and goes into the bathroom in the hall. Daytona could hear water running letting him know she was in the shower.
"Yo Scarlett, I'm about to roll up a blunt aight!" he yells.
"Okay, just save me some!" Scarlett shouts back over the loud sound of the running water.
In the bathroom she removes her clothes and grabs a bar of pink Dove soap and her washcloth and gets in under the hot water. She begins to wash the sex smell from Chambers off her body. She washed her face, neck and breast, then her stomach. As she made her way down to her pussy she becomes turned on. The pressure of the water hitting her clit makes her cum as she began to rub it in a circular motion, "Ahhhh mmmm," she moans out loud as she enters two fingers inside her pussy and moves them in and out, "Yes mmmm, damn I know how to fuck," she adds another finger, "Ohhh damn!"
Outside in the living room, Daytona could hear her moans loud and clear, and his dick gets hard at the sound of it, 'Shit, what is she doing in there,' he thought to himself, unable to take the sound of her moans anymore. He puts down the blunt he rolled on the coffee table and walked towards the bathroom.
He stood by the door and the moans were louder. He pushes the door open and enters the bathroom. Scarlett's body was only blocked halfway by the shear but frost, shower curtain. Daytona stood there in astonishment as he looks at her naked body from head to toe. He could see her finger fucking herself. Scarlett felt eyes on her and turns her head to see Daytona standing there, but didn't stop. Her body craved to release the juices she so badly wants to release, but she couldn't get to it.
She looks at Daytona and became more turned on. She didn't know if it was because she was attracted to him or the fact that he was watching.
"Yesss ahhhh!" she looks in his eyes while fingering herself, she added another finger hoping for a deeper penetration, "Ahhhh!"
Daytona stood there not knowing what to do, he looks in her eyes and her body language told him she was frustrated from not getting her nut. She was fingering herself faster, but it didn't seem to help.
Daytona began to remove all his clothes, his eyes never left Scarlett. He thought she would tell him to stop, but it seemed to turn her on even more. He climbs in the shower with her and began to kiss her neck and back. She lets out a loud moan as she felt his body against hers and his lips touching her skin.
He was 17, but taller than her. She reaches behind her and grabs his dick and start jerking it off. She was surprised at how big it was.
"Fuck me!" she moans.
Daytona held her waist while she guides him inside her from the back.
She then held the wall, "Shiiit," she moans as he thrusts his long, hard dick inside of her, "Fuck me!" she yells.
Daytona wasted no time to give her what she wanted. He knew how badly she needed it. He thrusts in and out of her with long strokes.
"Ahhhh, yesss!"
He pounds away as a smacking sound could be heard over her moaning, coming from him pounding away in her pussy. The water from the shower poured onto them as they went at it.
"Shit, yes daddy, fuck me, ahhhh," she moans as she comes.
They fuck in the shower for twenty more minutes then walk in the living room and continue. She lies on her back and slowly guides him inside her hole.
"Sssss," she moans as he lifts her legs, placing them on his shoulders and thrusts in and out, "Yesss, this is what the fuck I needed," she yells while he pounds away.
"Damn this pussy is sweet girl," Daytona moans.
"Shit it's yours daddy, it feel so good," he thrust in her until he releases every drop of semen inside her.
Scarlett feels his warm cum travelling inside her stomach for the second time as she masturbates with him then lays there out of breath.
"Oh it ain't over girl," he says turning her around and she gets on her hands and knees.
"Shit," she moans as he pounds on her until she screams like a wild porn star, "Yes, yes, fuck me!"
He holds her waist then pound as hard as he could, "This pussy is mine!" he says with his face balled up.
"Yes it's yours baby, it's yours!" she screams as she releases all her cum once again all over his dick.
He was intoxicated by her sweet wetness and busts all inside her and pulls out. They both collapse.
"Uhhhh oh shit," she moans as her body shook for about fifteen seconds after he pulled out, "Damn, that's what I needed. Shit you can fuck your ass off," she says while lying on his chest, "You got some good ass dick."
"Shit you have some good ass pussy, I think I'm in love," Daytona replies.
Hearing those words brought Scarlett back to reality, "Listen Daytona, I'm feeling you and everything, but this can't be nothing more than what it was. I ain't going to lay here and lie, that dick is the bomb and you can have the pussy any time you want or if I need some of that dick I will call you, but don't go falling in love with me, aight," Scarlett says.
Daytona tries to hold in the hurt he was feeling. All these years he wanted her and now he's finally had her and still really doesn't have her, "Why not? Why not make this a relationship, you know you're feeling me and no one will put this dick on you like I would," Daytona states.
Scarlett knew he was right, but she lived by one thing and one thing only; money. Daytona's dick doesn't pay bills and buy nice things. "You can have the best dick in the world, but if that shit can't feed us or make us any money, it's not any good to me. I fuck a nigga who can't last longer than two seconds and been his girl because he has money and leave the nigga with the good dick out there. So don't ask stupid questions, you've known me long enough to know how I live. You're the first man I fucked in years that wasn't balling. I have a reputation to protect. Niggaz know to have me on their arms means you balling for real, because that's the only way they will get a dime like me," Scarlett replies.
"So that means you'll be on fat ass Chambers arm before mines, when you know you in love with me?"
"Listen Daytona, I'm not in love with you, maybe your dick, but the only thing I love is money. So please let's not ruin a good thing," she says kissing him deeply and their tongues intertwine in each other's mouth.
She climbs on top of him and slides on his dick and they were back at it again, fucking through the night.
Chapter 5
Daytona opens his eyes and looks at Scarlett lying across his chest in a deep sleep with his arms wrapped around her. Daytona looks around in her room and everything in in it screamed luxury from her 42" flat screen TV on the wall, to her cherry wood dresser set and a walk-in closet, down to the thick soft carpet, to even the king size bed they were laying in. Daytona looks at her and couldn't help but get hard all over. 'Damn she's beautiful,' he whispers looking at her Chinese looking eyes and her full lips.
If he had any idea to stop and not go through with his plan to take back his brother's trap house and make it his, it was all washed out the window last night with just one taste of Scarlett's sweet walls, 'Damn I want her but I won't be able to have her like I want unless I put in that work. I want to be more than just a fuck buddy she looks at as a lame nigga,' he thinks to himself.
Voices could be heard coming from the living room making
him curious to know who it was, he slowly climbs out the bed without waking up Scarlett but he doubt that she would be able to get up if she wanted to after all the fucking they did last night. Even his body had no energy, but looking at Scarlett he knew he wouldn't have her like he wanted by lying up in the bed sleeping all day.
He puts on his jeans and sneakers and grabs his shirt and opens the door to see Livewire and 'E' sitting on the living room couch. They turn their heads and couldn't believe their eyes as they look at Daytona standing there with only his jeans on and his shirt in his hand coming out of Scarlett's room.
Daytona looks at them and smiles then shuts Scarlett's room door and walks toward them while putting on his shirt, buttoning it up.
"Nigga, no you didn't, you must have drugged my sister to get in that room, because she doesn't fuck with any young or broke ass nigga," 'E' says.
Daytona did his best to control his anger, he was tired of every one playing him like some broke ass fool, even though he was broke, the shit still hurts to hear people throw it in his face, "Naw dawg, I didn't drug her, we just cool and hit it off. It's nothing serious yet," Daytona replies.
What he really wanted to say is, 'I gave her this good dick and put it on her ass and now she'll be hooked for life,' but he didn't want to disrespect 'E'.
Daytona knew how some niggaz get about their sister, even if they were older than them. They still didn't want them fucking or niggaz talking about fucking them like it was just another girl.
"Oh," 'E' replies.
"Anyway where were y'all last night? I was waiting all night for y'all," Daytona responds.
"Shit it looked like he was doing more than waiting," Livewire says, speaking for the first time.
"Okay, okay, enough about the Scarlett thing. The both of you know I've been in love with her since grade school, but let's talk about this business, how did shit go?" Daytona replies.
'E' and Livewire looked at each other and smirks.
"Yo we got to that crack head bitch Erica. She said she'll meet us tonight to talk business and I got a few Amityville niggaz ready and my cousin from the city is supposed to get up with me today. He's coming out here," states Livewire.
"I got some Wyandanch niggaz ready to roll with us too. They're ready to eat and said they're tired of starving," 'E' says.
Livewire's cell rings, he picks it up, "Yo, aight, yea," he says and hangs up, "Yo that was my cousin from the city, he's at my place, let's go get him.
"Aight, let's roll," Daytona says and all three of them hop in his car and pull off.
Daytona pulls up in front of the Cloverdale Apartments. They see a young thug standing there wearing a black Pelle Pelle leather jacket, with a black New Era fitted hat.
"That's him right there," Livewire says getting out the car followed by Daytona and 'E'.
"Yo, Four Pound, what up?" Livewire says while giving his cousin a hand dap and a hug.
"Nothing cousin, but you told me to rush out here, I'm here."
"Yo Four Pound these are my boys Daytona and 'E'," Livewire says while pointing to them.
"Yo what up," Four Pound says giving 'E' a hand dap.
'E' says it back.
Daytona studies Four Pound as they gave him a hand dap. To him Four Pound looks like one of those really dark skin grimy niggaz, and Livewire had told him how Brooklyn niggaz get down. At the time, Daytona couldn't tell if it was a good or a bad thing, but he knew he needed to have real niggaz on his team to pull off what he had planned. If Four Pound was anything like Livewire, it can only mean his team was getting stronger.
The four men jump in Daytona's Lexus and smoke a blunt while getting to know Four Pound a little better.
"Yo, it's time for you to go meet that bitch Erica," Livewire says, "Me and my cousin going to my crib and smoke a blunt. Call me and let me know what's popping."
"Aight, yea, one," Livewire and Daytona says as Livewire and Four Pound get out the car leaving 'E' and Daytona to take care of business.
Daytona pulls off heading to Smith Street.
"So what you think of Four Pound?" Daytona asks.
"He seems cool. He reminds me a lot of Livewire's crazy ass, but he seems down," 'E' replies.
"Yea he does. Yo where do I pull up at?" Daytona asks.
"Oh, park down the block from the trap house. This way Chambers men won't see us, she said she will be coming out around 1 p.m. and it's about that time."
She knows where to meet us?" Daytona asks.
Daytona looks at the digital clock in his car that reads 12:56 p.m. and leans back in his seat thinking about Scarlett and last night. Just then he could see Erica's skinny frame walking down the block and she spots his car, once she gets to the car she knocks on the driver's side window. Daytona wanted to curse her ass out for knocking on his window, but knew he needed her. He rolled down the window, "Jump in the back seat!"
Erica looks left and right and quickly did what he said, "What's up Daytona, 'E', how y'all doing?" Erica says looking back and forth between them.
Daytona turns around in his seat and tries to control his anger. He looks at Erica's light brown face with spots on it and how skinny she looks. It's as if her skin and bones were the only things that kept her together. His brother told him back in the day that Erica was one bad bitch, but to Daytona it was hard to see. He only told him that Erica's father died and left her the house fully paid and that was the only thing in her name that she didn't sell when she started smoking crack. So he came up with a way to make money by using her house to trap in and hits her off.
"How's Snow?" Erica asks.
"He's fine, but let's get down to business, you already know I'm pissed at you for even having Chambers and them Bellport niggaz pumping out of there."
"But Daytona, it ain't like you stepped up to fill the job. I got a habit and shit, I need to be high all the damn time," Erica says while rolling her neck.
Daytona and 'E' look at her with disgust, her mouth was missing most of her teeth and all you saw were her black gums.
"Yea that's true Erica, but my brother treated you good. So that should be my spot," Daytona replies.
"That's why I'm here, ain't it?" Erica said with an attitude, "Here," she says, while passing him a set of keys, "That's keys to the house, the front and back doors. Chambers leaves early every day, but he leaves some of his workers in the house. Those niggaz be sleeping most of the time. It's like five of them in there, but four of them be sleep around 2:00 a.m. leaving only one of them to answer the door and serve the customers. They leave all the money in a black, garbage bag on the floor next to the living room couch along with the crack where they sleep at in front of the damn TV, or they be playing PlayStation 3. Chambers ass don't be hitting me off right, they easily pull $60,000 in that house a day, but give me only an ounce to smoke a day. Shit, my home girl Trina and I go through that in three hours. Your brother used to hit me off with two and a half ounces and better, with some money. He also paid the light and gas bills, those niggaz think I don't need money. Shit I may be smoked out, but I like to eat too and I need clothes."
"Aight say no more Erica, when we take over I got you, aight. So just chill and stay in your room and act like everything is the same," Daytona responds.
"Ok I'll holla at y'all," Erica says while getting out the car and looking around to make sure no one sees her before she heads back up the block.
"That bitch needs to take a shower. We got to get her some soap and new clothes when we take over," 'E' replies.
"Hell yea," Daytona says, as he pulls off.
"Where we headed now?" 'E' asks.
"We're going to see my Uncle Ron."
Chapter 6
Daytona pulls up in front of a mini mansion in Wyandanch in the rich part of town, not too far from where his brother's Snow house was. Daytona drove up a circle driveway and hops out his car and rings the doorbell to the house with 'E' behind him.
"Who is it?" a voice booms from behind the door.
"Go into the back room!" he yells at his two guard dogs and sent them on their way, then hugs Daytona, "How have you been boy?" Uncle Ron asks.
"I'm fine," Daytona replies.
"Who is this?"
"That's 'E' Uncle Ron, you remember him. I used to hang around his house a lot."
"Oh yea, he's the one that has that pretty sister, what's her name again?"
"Scarlett," 'E' replies.
Daytona got hard from the sound of her name, hoping it didn't show through his jeans.
"Well what brings you boys here?" Uncle Ron said moving to the side to let them in.
It was the first time 'E' had been there and he was amazed by the marble floors and how huge the place was.
"Follow me," Uncle Ron says leading them through rooms of the huge house, until they came to some double doors.
He opens the doors and states to them, "This is my new sports room. I was watching the baseball game."
The room looks more like something you'll see in Jay Z's 40/40 Club. There's a big flat screen TV on the wall. Daytona and 'E' couldn't tell how big it was because it took up the whole wall. Then there are smaller TV's on the other walls in the room, showing different types of sports games, from football and boxing to hockey. There's a bar off to the left side of the room and rows of black leather seats.
Uncle Ron sits down, "So Daytona, when are you going to get into the family business of real estate? The market is a seller's market right now. That means we buy everything up and sell it at buyer's market for a higher price."
"That's what I want to talk to you about, Uncle Ron."
Uncle Ron looks at him and raising his eyebrow.
"I'm about to take over the trap house, but I got to make a move on them Bellport niggaz first, and I need some burners."
"Daytona, I know all about Chambers and the Bellport niggaz, they have a spot out here too. Just leave that shit alone, you can get money with me the legal way. Even your brother was about to get out. I still have his money he was going to start a business with in a month's time. Don't try to follow the streets. You have more than the regular young men your age, you have us."