by Heiress
She was wearing the hell out of a black mini dress and some stiletto heels. Even with her stomach poking out far, she looked radiant. She just had that glow. “What ya’ pregnant ass doing here? They smoking and drinking in here, so you need to leave Lil’ momma.”
“Compton, I just came to wish you happy birthday.” She smiled, swaying side to side with her hands behind her back.
“Then what’s that shit behind ya’ back?” I quizzed, noticing a bag.
“I got you something for you. I mean, it’s not like a big gift like that nice looking motorcycle out there, but I think you might like it,” she revealed to me.
“Oh shit, look at my wife slash baby momma giving out gifts. Let’s step outside so you can give it to me. That way if I don’t like it, you won’t look bad in front of everybody,” I joked, leading her outside. We walked to the end of the driveway, and I leaned up against someone’s car.
“So let me see this shit you got me. It bet not be nothing cheap either,” I kidded, and she snickered, shaking her head.
“It’s actually pretty expensive negro, so you better like it,” she said, handing me the bag.
“So do ya’ new nigga know you out here bearing gifts. I don’t need that nigga out getting all swoll in the chest when I see him,” I added, taking the bag from her hand.
“Compton just open the damn gift so I can leave. My feet are killing me in these damn heels. Owwwe,” she groaned.
“Man-come sit ya’ ass down somewhere out here tryna’ be sexy and shit.” Picking her up underneath her arms, I sat her on top of the random car. I then dug my hand into the bag and pulled out a box. I opened it up, and I was pretty impressed. It was a gold chain with the letter C on it wrapped in green diamonds. “Damn, Lil’ momma. This shit dope as fuck.”
“They may look like diamonds but their little emerald stones. I had bought it for you a while back before…you know. All this crazy stuff happened. It’s from, Jamaica. I thought since your favorite color is green and emerald is your birthstone that you might like it. I guess you can say it was meaningful. I really hope you like it,” she explained, glancing up at me.
“Nah, Lil’ momma I love this shit. Best gift I got so far. Thank you,” I offered up, walking in between her legs as she sat on the car. I wrapped my hands around her waist and embraced her. Having her in my arms again felt good as fuck. “Damn I missed this feeling,” I mumbled with my lips pressed against her neck.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned when I kissed her neck. “Compton please don’t do this. I’m so horny, and I promise I’ll fuck you right here on this car,” she admitted.
“Com’ on then, Lil’ momma. You know I’ll fuck you right here, right now,” I told her, caressing her body. I had been wanting to be inside for the longest, and I was ready just like she was.
“No, no, no. I can’t,” she said, pushing me away. I watched her struggle to get off the car’s trunk and pull down her dress. “I should leave before we do something we might regret,” she said, walking past me. “I’m really glad you liked the gift,” she threw over her shoulder as she speed walked away to her car. Once she was in her car, I watched her drive away.
“Damn,” I cursed. I was horny as hell, and I needed to relieve this shit. I walked back into the mansion and finished partying with my peoples. As soon as I got home, me, Mo’ and Brownie went at it like crazy. I fucked them both with no mercy. After working up a sweat, I called it a night. I didn’t feel anything after I fucked Monique tonight and I knew then some shit had to change.
The next morning…
The sound of someone knocking on my door woke me from my sleep. Wiping my eyes, I glanced at my phone, and it read 4:20 in the morning. I wondered who was at my door this damn late. I looked to my left and Monique was cuddled up with Brownie, and they were both naked. They were still on the floor from our sex session. I had to get up and take a shower after so I was in the bed. We worked up a sweat.
The knocks continued, so I pulled myself out of bed and put on my Versace robe. I walked to the door, and when I opened it, the last person I thought to see was behind it.
“Cali? What you doing here Lil’ momma? Is something wrong with the baby? You good? You need some shit?” I quizzed, sounding all worried and shit. She was dressed as if she had just got out of bed in her PINK long tee shirt and the matching robe.
“The baby is fine, but I do need something,” she said, walking into my house. She grabbed my robe and stood on her tippy toes. She then began kissing me all over my neck causing me to moan out like a bitch. “I want you to have sex with me,” she whispered into my mouth as her hand felt up my semi erect penis.
“Damn, Cali. Baby, I can’t do this shit in here. Mo’ in the other-,”
“Fuck her,” she spat, not breaking our kiss. “I want you to fuck me in your bedroom while she's sleeping and I don’t give two shits if she hears me,” she demanded. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Was Cali really saying this shit to me right now? This wasn’t like her. My daughter had her hormones on ten to have her say some shit like this.
“Aigh’t, lil’ momma. If that’s what you want,” I agreed, picking her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. I carried her to my bedroom. I walked over Monique and Brownie and placed Cali down on my bed. As soon as I got in between her thighs, she flipped over and straddled me. Well, at least I thought that’s what she was doing. She crawled up and straddled my neck.
“I want you to eat my pussy,” she told me. I wasn’t used to her being so damn forward, but that shit was turning me on. Which is why I didn’t hesitate to stuff my face into her dripping wet center. I licked her from her hole to her clit with my stiff tongue. I then clamped down on her pearl with my mouth and sucked on it hard. Her juices flowed into my mouth tasting like pineapple juice. Slurping up her waterfall, I didn’t miss a drop. I wasn’t the pussy eating type of nigga, but tonight that shit changed.
“Oh, God! Coooompton! Eat that pussy baby. Mmmm, yasss. Just like that,” she cried out, tucking her bottom lip in between her teeth. “Play with my nipples baby,” she demanded me.
“Mmmmm,” I hummed on her clit, vibrating my tongue to stimulate her even more. I reached up and grabbed her breast in my hands. I twirled her nipple in between my middle finger and thumb, and she cried out in pleasure. I was surprised Monique and Brownie didn’t wake up yet. Then again, they were drunk as fuck. Mo’ was like a zombie when she got drunk. She could sleep through the damn rapture.
“Tongue game good as fuck ain’t it, Lil’ momma?” I asked, and she nodded her head up and down.
“It’s soooo good that I’m about to cum all over your face baby. Unnnngh fuck!” she moaned, releasing more of her juices into my mouth. It ran down my face, and it was all in my beard. I didn’t give a shit though. She was tasteful.
“You ready for this dick, Lil’ momma? You better hope that you can handle it.” I grinned as she slid down my body and was now straddling my waist. She just smiled lustfully as she grabbed ahold of my dick and placed it at her opening.
“Nah, you better hope you can handle this pussy,” she responded, finally sliding down my third leg. Her head flew back, and I moaned at the feeling. It was like nothing in this world. Cali’s pussy made my entire body burn with so much pleasure that I damn near moaned her name. Yea, her shit was that good.
“Fuccck! Pussy feeling too good,” I groaned, holding onto to her breast. She caught my finger in her mouth and sucked on it seductively. She grinded on top of me slowly and moaned softly. Her moans were damn near erotic.
“Tell that bitch that this dick is mine,” she demanded, glaring down at me. Her grinding rhythm sped up. You would think this would be a turn off because her stomach was so big, but it was a turn on for me. She was beautiful in every way. “Tell her, Compton. Mmmm, baby, please say it. Tell her it’s mine,” she demanded again.
“Shit, baby. This dick is hers, Mo’. Fuck. Fuck, this dick is all hers,” I gave in. A smile of satisfaction spread acro
ss her face. After my confession, Cali rode my dick like a seasoned cowgirl. She was bucking on my shit and load moans and screams escaped both of our mouths.
“Ride that fuckin’ shit!” I barked, grabbing her by her hair and yanking her down to my face. “If this ya’ dick then ride it like it’s yours. It’s yours ain’t it?” I quizzed.
“Yassss! Unnnngh, Yes, it’s my dick. Ohhhhh, Goooood!” she cried out, as I fucked her from underneath. My pumps were strong and deep. I wanted her to feel all of me since she claimed it was hers. And it was.
“This what you came for, Cali? Huh? You came for this dick?” I quizzed, pounding her with no mercy. I’m surprised she was taking it since she was pregnant. Usually, pregnant bitches couldn’t take dick like this.
“Yaaasss, Compton. This what I came for. Give it to me. Deeper baby. Go deeper,” she demanded, and I gave it to her as deep as I could. The crazy thing was that out the corner of my eye; I could see Brownie. She was standing up against the wall, fingering herself. “We got an audience Lil’ momma,” I let her know, turning her head towards Brownie.
Cali smiled at her and then turned her attention back to me. “Then let’s give her a show.” With that said, I called Brownie over. She laid down next to us, and she played with her pussy while she watch me fuck Cali’s brains out. Never in a million years would I think I would be doing some shit like this with Cali. And never in a million years did I think this would affect me so much. Usually, this was liberating, but I felt wrong for inviting another woman into the bed with Cali. She might not have cared, but it was fucking with my dome. I couldn’t understand why though.
“Ohhhh, Compton. Compton, I’m cumming. I’m cumming baby. Shiiiit. Unnnnnngggggh, God!”
“Fuck, Cali. Fucck!” I grunted, shooting my babies all in her guts. I could hear Brownie next to me moaning that she was cumming too. “Shiiiiit, Cali,” I hissed, feeling her pussy muscles contract on my dick because she was still cumming. Once she was finally done shaking, she gained strength to sit up.
She stared at me and then glanced over at Brownie. I hated that I couldn’t read the look on her face. “Cali, baby what’s-,”
“I have to go. Thank you for this,” she interrupted me, getting off of me. She grabbed her clothes and waddled out of my bedroom.
“What the fuck?” I mumbled underneath my breath, puzzled. I hopped out my bed and ran after her. I caught her just before she walked out the door. “Cali where you going?” I quizzed.
“I’m going home. I can’t stay the night. Tre’ is going to wake up wondering where I’m-,”
“Woooo, hold the fuck up. You got that nigga living with you?” I asked, ready to go over there and drag that nigga out the bed.
“Not that it’s any of your business, but no I don’t. He just stays there with me some nights. Look, Compton I really appreciate you fucking me, but I have to go-,”
“Bruh, what the fuck. You came over here just for a fuck?”
“Yes. Why else would I come over here?” she responded as if that was a dumb question.
I glared at her because I didn’t know if she was just on some petty shit or not. “Compton, listen, I had been really horny, and I didn’t want to disrespect you by having sex with, Tre’. So I thought I could just come over and get some. Legally, I’m entitled to it so,” she grinned as if this shit was funny. I wasn’t cracking a smile.
“Ah, hell nah. You got life fucked up, Lil’ momma. You can’t do shit like this to a nigga like me. I been going crazy without you and you pull this shit? Shit’s not funny. A nigga’s feelings were involved in this. This wasn’t just no fuck. A nigga didn’t even want to share you with another bitch today. That’s how serious this shit is. I ain’t about to let ya’ ass leave to go lay up with another nigga with my nut still in you.”
“Well, you don’t have a choice. I’ve made my decision Compton, and I’m going to be with Tre’. You chose that bitch over me so now enjoy her. That’s what your black ass get for doing me how you did me,” she stated, walking away from me.
My conscious was talking to me loud and clear, and if I let Cali walk out that door, then I was gone regret it. I couldn’t keep allowing her to leave me looking dumb. Not again. Stepping out my house, I jogged after her bare ass. Dick swinging and all. I didn’t give a fuck.
“Cali wait! What if I told ya’ ass that I wanted you back? What if I said fuck, Mo’ and it was back to you and me. I know what I did was wrong and shit, but a nigga thought it was the right thing to do. I had a wall up, and I wasn’t ready to tear it down, so I went back to love that was familiar. I’m a fucked up nigga for that, and I know it. Just give me a chance to make this shit right. I done made it up in my mind that Mo’, ain’t for me. You are,” I poured out a piece of my heart to her. I had to stop holding back and just let Cali know I loved her. I loved her, and I wanted her back.
“No. No, Compton don’t do this to me. Don’t try and get me back when I’m happy. Please don’t do this,” she cried, tears streaming her face.
I stepped closer to her and grabbed the back of her neck, making her look up at me. “Why? Why shouldn’t I do this? Huh?” I quizzed.
“Because you know I’ll choose you every time,” she confessed as if it was painful for her to admit. My hand found her face, and I caressed it, thumbing her tears away. I felt like I was getting my girl back. Cali kissed my hand and then pulled away from me.
“But I can’t choose you this time,” she whispered, breaking all hope for us. “You’re no good for me, Compton. You’re not even good for yourself. This was never supposed to be a fairy tale, and you’ve proven that to me. I’m sorry, but I can’t do this with you.” She shook her head from side to side.
“Cali,” I whispered her name, but she kept walking. Cali!” I called out again, but she was already in the car. “CALI!” I watched her drive out of my life once again. If I didn’t know I fucked up before, I damn sure knew now.
“Fuck!”
CHAPTER 13
CALI: MEET THE MAINE’S
“I can’t believe you did my son like that. He probably at home going crazy. But that’s what his dumb ass gets,” Momma Banks snapped, over the speaker of my iphone. Amber was on my bed, doing her homework and Missy was rumbling through my closet. She was trying to find me something to wear today. I was finally meeting Tre’s parents, and I couldn’t be more nervous.
“I bet you put it on his ass too. Had him crying like a little biiiatch,” Missy yelled from the closet, making everyone laugh.
“Girl you know I did. I was in a drought so I made sure I got all that I could get before this baby comes.” On the outside, I was playing along, but on the inside, I was falling apart. I had longed for Compton to admit he wanted me and it was hard to walk away. No matter how good of a man Tre’ was, I still wanted Compton. He was everything for me, but I knew that wasn’t what I needed.
“Well, I’m glad you put on your big girl panties and stayed strong. I know how much you love my son and I know it hurt to tell him no. No matter how hard you try to hide it. That was a big step, Cali. Now you just need to make sure you made the right choice.”
“What do you mean, Momma Banks? Of course it was the right decision. Your son is a dog,” I snapped.
“Yea that’s true, he is. But with the right bitch behind him, that dog can be tamed,” she quipped. “But that’s just the woman in me talking. I’ve loved a dog, and I know they can change. Now gone head and get ready to meet your boo’s family. They better not say nothing slick about you being pregnant. You know I got the choppa in the car.” She laughed, but she was dead serious.
“Call me if you need me. Bye,” she sang, ending the call. I threw my phone on the bed and flopped down on it.
“Amber, what do you think of, Tre’? Do you like him for me?” I asked her, staring in the mirror as I put up another dress Missy picked out.
“I really like him for you, Cali. He’s really nice and sweet. But… I also really like, Compton. He’s cut
er,” she complimented, smiling.
“Amber boo I can’t base love off of just looks,” I said, throwing my dress on top of her head and she laughed.
“Here! Yes, I found the perfect outfit. Not too conservative and not too slutty. It’s right in the middle,” Missy said, handing me my outfit. It was a pair of low riding Fashion Nova jeans with a gray flowy top. I was glad she picked out wedges because heels were not gone cut it today. I had already showered, so I got dressed and threw my hair in a neat bun. It was too hot to have my hair all in my face.
“Okay, I’m ready. Damn mi nervous. Wah eff dem nuh like mi? Dem might judge mi an-,”
“Cali would you stop it and just calm down,” Missy interrupted my patios rambling. “You got this,” she assured me. I took a deep breath and then smiled.
“I got this. I got this,” I repeated as I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. Tre’ had already texted me and told me he was outside when I was getting dressed. I looked at myself in the mirror before leaving just to double check my appearance. “Ugh! I look like Miss Piggy,” I complained pouting.
There was nothing I could do about my fat nose and chubby cheeks. Or the fact that my thighs now rubbed together when I walked. It came with the pregnancy. I grabbed my keys, locked up and made my way to, Tre’s car. There he was waiting for me with the passenger door open. He was such a gentlemen.
“Who knew a woman who was seven months pregnant could look so good. Damn, you make pregnancy sexy,” Tre’ complimented me, swooping me up in his arms. I giggled as he planted kisses all over my face.
“Stop it, babe. You’re going to make us late for your family dinner. It’s bad enough I’m pregnant and married. I don’t want to be late either,” I sassed, kissing him back before I got into the car. He laughed at me before shutting the door. Once he was in, we pulled off in route to his parents’ house.