The Pussy Trap

by Ne Ne Capri

  Over the next couple of days, Night had confirmed that the nigga was involved and he was trying to find out how deep. KoKo revealed that she was close to Terrance and had found some shit out. She had that nigga in a trance, was getting ready to make a trip, and would settle all this shit.

  “You need to be careful, KoK.”

  “I’m good. I’m getting ready to take a trip out west and do some shit. I got a chick out there who I’m trying to put on my team, so I’m going to pay her a visit. I’ll be back in a couple of days.”

  “You need to take somebody with you.”

  “I am. My money and my nine.”

  “Keep being a rebel without a cause.”

  “I got it. If nothing else, you know Kayson trained me well. I got that nigga by the balls.”

  Night looked at her and hoped she wasn’t slipping and falling in love with some nigga she’d just met.

  KoKo went downstairs to give orders to the crew, and when she came back up, Night had left. She sat down, turned around in the chair, and re-lit her blunt. She had the strategy all set dealing with Terrance. She already had Wadoo on it and was making a trip to Cali. Her eyes were on his connections and she was getting ready to see what it was he was really doing in her city. And in order to do that, she would have to move on his turf and see what type of wolves he had howling. She never told Night everything because if she learned anything from Kayson it was this, 'you give a nigga what they need to know and let them find out what they want to know.'

  Chapter 32

  Shit don’t Look Right

  KoKo landed at LAX airport and was picked up by Wadoo. He was this cat from Yonkers, who had moved out west and she and Kayson would use him to move guns back and forth from the east coast. Wadoo saw KoKo coming, jumped out the Lexus truck, and gave her a big hug, lifting her off her feet.

  “What’s up, little sis?”

  “Nothing much, just trying to handle some business.”

  “You got bags?” he asked, looking behind her.

  “No, real women just roll with plastic. You know where I want to go.”

  “Rodeo,” he said with a tone of certainty.

  “You already know.”

  “You came out here to go broke?”

  “Never that, just going to put a dent in it. You got my info?”

  “You know it,” he said, proud of the shit he was able to come up with in the short time he had.

  “Well, let’s take a ride and find somewhere to sit down and talk.” KoKo started walking to the car.

  “You hungry?” Wadoo asked, headed to the driver’s side.

  “Yeah, I could eat.”

  “Let’s roll.”

  They both hopped in the car and shut the door. Before they pulled off, he reached in the glove compartment, pulled out a gun and a blunt, and gave them to KoKo.

  “Can you handle this good old Cali bud?”

  “I’m about to find out.” KoKo pushed in the cigarette lighter as he pulled off.”

  When they got to the restaurant, they sat down to eat and he told her where Terrance laid his head and where he did business. Also, the place where he was most of the time, which was Star’s house. He told her where Star went to school and gave her car make, model, and plate number. By the end of the meal, KoKo was turning the plan over in her head.

  The way she saw it, she was going to make some moves that would get in those pockets while she was planning her next move. Wadoo cut into her thoughts.

  “Oh yeah, that nigga inherited money from his mother. She set up a trust fund for him and before she got killed, it sat until last year so he just got about two million dollars.”

  “Is that right?” She was salivating at the thought. “Thanks, big bruh.” KoKo slid a small stack of money toward him then put a hundred dollar bill up for the check. Wadoo looked at the stack and then slid it back to her.

  “You trying to insult me?” he said with indignation.

  “Nah, shit, it’s a fucking recession. It ain’t easy to pull in information on muthafuckas these days. I just wanted you to know that I appreciate it.”

  He gave her a real serious look then KoKo grabbed the stack and he put his hand on top of hers and said, “Be careful. Niggas out here are real slippery. I can’t function if I know you’re out here and some shit happen to you.”

  “Don’t worry, bruh, I got it. Drop a sista off on that strip so I can spend what you won’t take.” They headed out the restaurant and as they were leaving, a girl came up on them.

  “So this is what you do when I can’t find your ass?”

  He turned around and was shocked as hell. “Oh shit, Michelle, this is KoKo,” he said.

  “What the fuck does that mean to me?” Michelle shot back.

  “It better mean that you don’t want any problems with me,” KoKo said calmly.

  “Look, I ain’t got time for this shit. I had a long day and then I walk up on you with some bitch.”

  KoKo looked at Wadoo. He looked back like, please don’t. He knew how crazy KoKo was. So he grabbed Michelle, but it was too late.

  “You see a bitch, you slap a bitch.” KoKo turned into the pit bull she was. Michelle snatched away from Wadoo and went at KoKo. As soon as she got close, KoKo gave her a short jab to the face and knocked her ass down. Michelle’s head snapped back as she hit the ground hard. Blood poured from her nose.

  “Why you let this bitch hit me?” she yelled while trying to wipe her nose.

  Wadoo tried to help her up off the ground, but KoKo grabbed his arm and said, “Nah, hold up. Let me educate this bitch first on who the fuck I am.”

  Snatching a napkin off one of the outside tables, she pulled out her nine and covered it up. Putting it under her Michelle’s chin. The girl looked petrified. Wadoo didn’t interfere because he could tell KoKo was only going to give her a warning. Plus, he had been telling Michelle to chill out. So today was lesson number one.

  “Look bitch, he told you I was KoKo. This man is like a brother to me so your dick ain’t in jeopardy. But if it were, you would never catch us out having a fucking meal. He would be somewhere tasting this luscious nectar then be going coal miner deep in this pussy until I say I don’t want no more. Now, the next time you see me, bitch, respect me, because the last muthafucka who called me a bitch is feeling real claustrophobic right now.”

  Michelle’s eyes were glassy and her face pale. She looked like she had just seen a ghost. KoKo threw the napkin in her face, stood up, and looked at her like she was dirt. “You better be glad I’m on vacation or I would blow your gotdamn head off. Now get yourself together and I expect an apology.”

  Michelle was scared as hell, her eyes got big as saucers, and she kept flinching every time KoKo moved. She took the napkin and began wiping her face. “Let’s roll, Wa. I got shit to do. You need to bench that bitch. She is definitely a liability.” KoKo went to the truck. Wadoo looked at Michelle and shook his head.

  “I tried to tell your ass to calm down. I’ll catch you later,” he said.

  “You’re just going to leave me here?” Michelle asked as she started to cry.

  “Like she said, we got shit to do.” He walked off and didn’t look back.

  As they approached the car, KoKo said, “That’s why Wahida Clark said, ‘Every thug needs a lady.’” They hopped in the car and pulled off. Within the hour, he dropped KoKo off on Rodeo Drive. She gave him some dap and then he pulled off. She headed straight for the pay phone and called Gwen, who was right in the area. Just as KoKo had instructed, she met her at the Gucci shop in minutes.

  “Hey girl, it is good to see you.” Gwen came in the door in rare form and went over to where KoKo was trying on a pair of ‘fuck me’ pumps.

  These muthafucka’s are definitely shoulder worthy. Her thoughts came to a halt by Gwen’s high-pitched voice. “What up, ma?” KoKo gave her a hug then sat back down.

  “Is everything straight?” KoKo went straight to business

  “Yes and I—”
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br />   KoKo cut her off, putting her finger up to her mouth. “Don’t talk business in the street.”

  Gwen nodded in agreement and then grabbed a pair of shoes. They spent about an hour in that store then moved down the line. By the time they finished, KoKo was spent. They headed to a nearby hotel and checked in. KoKo had a package waiting on the bed. She had it sent so she could handle something.

  “All right, thanks for helping a sista to her room. I will call you later. Be ready to pick me up when I call,” KoKo said to Gwen, looking at her like, you’re dismissed.

  Gwen left thinking, that bitch is the truth; glad I’m friend not foe. The elevator came and took her to the lobby. She headed to her vehicle with the plan on her mind.

  The Set Up

  KoKo opened the package and started to smile. This is just what I ordered. She laid it out on the bed and headed for the shower. All oiled up, she slid on her outfit, grabbed her props and rolled out. Once downstairs, she jumped in a cab and headed to her next destination.

  After putting on her game face while standing in the hallway, KoKo rang the buzzer. After a few minutes, she heard the door.

  “Who?”

  “Maintenance.”

  She heard the locks clicking. When the door opened there stood Terrance shocked as hell. In his doorway, KoKo stood in a navy blue jumpsuit with a tag that read Pipe Works. KoKo looked up from her baseball cap and said in a sensual voice, “I heard they were laying good pipe up in here.”

  A sneaky grin came over his face as he admired all of KoKo’s curves. He hadn’t seen her in over two weeks. It was like somebody brought a man on a desert a tall drink of water.

  “Well, are you going to let me in or just stare at me?” KoKo asked, swishing past Terrance making sure his dick was greeted by her juicy ass. It worked because immediately his little friend stood up.

  “Oh, this is cute.” KoKo looked around the small apartment taking note of everything she saw.

  “What you doing here, KoKo?”

  “Well, I figured since you couldn’t bring me that sweet, long stick I figured I would come and get it.”

  KoKo sat her toolbox on the bar by the window. Then she turned around slowly and put her hands on her hips. “You like what you see?” she asked.

  “Yes, I like what I see, but I don’t think I can have company.”

  “Is that right?” KoKo unzipped her jumpsuit, exposing her perky breasts to Terrance. His eyes wandered down her stomach to her panty line, only to find out that she wasn’t wearing any. He asked, “You came all the way here to give me some of this good pussy?”

  “Yes. Why? You don’t want it? ‘Cause a sista can find another worthy candidate.” She made a gesture to close her jumpsuit.

  “Wait! Hold up,” Terrance said, placing his hands in the open space of her uniform. First, caressing her breasts, and then letting his hands roam over her voluptuous ass.

  “You missed me?” KoKo said with confidence leaking from her lips.

  “Hell yeah, but you know you wrong.” He sank his teeth into one of her breasts then licked his way to her navel and back up to her breast, taking time to stop and suck gently on her nipples. He came up for air. “What am I going to do with you?” he asked.

  “Well, you could drop this jumpsuit and put me on that counter and fuck me until I cum.”

  Terrance wasted no time. He knew he didn’t have much time before Star would be home. With that thought, he went full force at getting KoKo out of that jumpsuit. Once he got it past her shoulders, he went back to kissing and sucking her breasts and nipples while walking her backward to the counter. The jumpsuit dropped to the floor and he placed KoKo on the counter. Pulling at his sweat pants, eager to release his pipe from its enclosure she started to squeeze and stroke up and down his thickness.

  “Ssssss . . .” Terrance allowed the sound of pleasure to escape his lips.

  “Fuck me, Terrance,” KoKo said, wrapping her legs around his waist as he slid deep inside her. Terrance went to work searching for that spot. He was pumping deep, hard and fast, lifting her off the counter with every thrust. KoKo held on tight to his neck, and threw her head back as she could feel the contractions coming on.

  “Right there, Terrance . . . Ahhhhh.”

  “Right here, baby,” Terrance moaned.

  “Yessss. Yesss . . . I’m cumming.”

  Terrance held her hips firmly in place and pumped faster and faster. KoKo started to cum and squeezed him tighter. Terrace was caught between the thought of how good KoKo felt and the fact that here he was pleasing his sidepiece at his girl’s house and she was only minutes away from walking in the door. The adrenaline of all these emotions mixed with KoKo fucking the shit out of him and the idea of getting caught caused a rush in his body unlike anything he’d ever felt before. KoKo was calling his name, asking for more, and causing him to give it to her full force.

  “Terrance . . . Ahhh . . . don’t stop.”

  “Sssss . . . mmmm.” Terrance closed his eyes and held KoKo tight, preparing for the gut-wrenching orgasm coming. KoKo continued to hop up and down faster and faster and chanting, “Fuck me . . . fuck me.” With her last attempt to take all he had, she crossed her legs at the ankle. Pulling him in deep, she placed her palms on the counter lifting herself up in the air and began winding her waist fast and hard. Terrance bit into KoKo’s breast and seconds later, he came so hard that he just fell forward onto KoKo.

  Terrance panted like a dog out of breath. “Damn, that shit was good as hell.”

  “Like I always say, I aim to please.”

  Just then, his cell phone rang. He grabbed it off the counter and looked at the display, which showed that Star was calling. Looking at KoKo, he answered the call, putting his finger up to his lips. “Hello.”

  “Hey baby. Triple A just changed the tire and I’m going to run by the restaurant and pick up the food I ordered then I’ll be right there.”

  “A’ight.”

  “What you doing? Why you sound like that?”

  “I just woke up. I dozed off after you called about the tire.”

  KoKo started to ride him, squeezing her muscles around him every time she came up. Terrance closed his eyes and enjoyed KoKo’s every move.

  “Well, I hope you are up when I get there, because I miss my baby and I want to spend some time with you.”

  “Okay. I’ll be waiting. I miss you, too.”

  “I love you,” Star said, heartfelt.

  Terrance looked into KoKo’s eyes and said, “I love you.”

  KoKo whispered in his ear, “Make me cum again.” Running her tongue over his earlobe, she then gave him light nibbles under his chin. Terrance pulled her down on him with his free hand. “Bye baby. See you in a minute.” He disconnected the call.

  “You know your ass is dead wrong, right?” he said.

  “Well, make me pay for it,” KoKo said in a sinister tone with a smile on her face.

  Terrance reached around his back and removed her legs then pulled out of her slowly. Turning and grabbing a chair, he placed it right in front of the counter. KoKo was sitting there with her chocolate legs spread open, pussy glistening. Terrance wasted no time going right to work on that clit, flicking his tongue back and forth and tickling it. He placed his mouth over it and started to suck hard. KoKo placed her foot on his shoulder, shoe, and all. In no time, she was feeling those oh so familiar contractions. Gripping the back of his head, she began circling her hips to the intensity of the orgasm, cumming in his mouth. Terrance sucked lightly to increase the pleasure. KoKo’s body jerked and her legs shook. He stood and lifted her exhausted body off the counter then walked over to the sink and washed his face and hands.

  “Can I have a wash cloth so I can clean up Miss Kitty?”

  “Sheeit, that ain’t no kitty. That’s a full-grown lioness. The wash cloths are in the bathroom,” Terrance said, trying to get his mind right.

  KoKo walked away butt ass naked. Terrance shook his head. What the fuck am I d
oing? He went in the closet, grabbed the vacuum and the carpet fresh, and sprinkled it around the room. He was moving fast as hell. Quickly, he went to the counter, put the chair back, and grabbed the Pine Sol from under the sink and wiped the counter down. He was immediately thrown into panic mode when he heard the shower running. “What the fuck?” he mumbled, moving toward the bathroom. Snatching open the shower curtain he said, “What the fuck are you doing, KoKo?”

  “What the fuck do you mean, ‘what am I doing?”