by Natavia
“Are you sure you want to do that?” Cam asked me.
“Yup!” I said.
The DJ played Dej Loaf’s song “U, me and Hennessey”. I got up then started grinding my hips. After that song went off, they played Rich Homie Quan’s song “Ooh Ooh Ooh”.
Tejah started twerking on the VIP table. She grabbed my hand then I stood up on the table dancing as Tejah smacked my bottom. The DJ announced that the special guest was about to appear on stage. The beat dropped and it was hot.
“AYYYYYYYEEEEE!” Tejah said, getting crunk off the beat. My tipsy ass got crunk with her, shaking my ass harder than before.
The rapper came out then started rapping. I had my ass bent over shaking it as Cam tried to pull me off the table.
“What the fuck!” I heard him say into the Mic. O’Shea was on the stage grilling me.
“Get your ass down off of that table!” he said, causing the crowd to laugh. I ducked down so they couldn’t figure out who I was. He continued to perform his song. I thought his black ass was going to the studio.
“Now, that was embarrassing!” Cam said as her and Tejah fell out on the couch laughing at me.
“What the fuck!” Cam said jumping up.
“What?” I asked her looking around.
“My husband just walked through the door!” Cam sat down, crossing her legs like she wasn’t partying with us.
I looked towards the door and Royal came in with Corey, Shine, Sameer and Kenjay! The asshole click.
“Who told these niggas to be cordial?” I asked Cam and she fell out laughing.
“Is that my baby daddy, Shine? Umph! He is going home with me tonight!” Tejah said.
“Oh, shit they are coming over here!” Cam said. When they got to the VIP section, security let them in.
Royal sat next to Cam then wrapped his arm around her. He whispered in her ear then she blushed. They were too cute!
“What’s up, Britain? You almost fell and bust your ass on that table didn’t you?” Corey asked me.
“You saw that?” I shrieked. They all laughed.
“Damn, Britain! You and O’Shea must be beefing. That was a get-a-nigga-back type of move!” Sameer said laughing. I waved him off.
“That nigga is going to beat your ass! As soon as he get off that stage! Y’all saw that nigga face? He was ready to spit the hottest line out, but when he saw his baby mother on that table shaking her ass, the mic just dropped!” Corey said making everyone laugh. I pushed him away from me.
“Excuse me, sir, but that woman over there wanted me to send you this bottle!” The waitress said to Kenjay. It was a bottle of Ace of Spades. I looked to see who it was and it was some light-skinned chick.
Cam looked at her then rolled her eyes.
“Who is that, Cam?” I asked.
“Oh, some stripper name Honey! She used to work at Royal’s Palace then she went away. She is a very popular stripper. Ain’t that right, Royal?” she asked him. He leaned back in his seat. He sipped his Henny ignoring her.
“Heyyyyyy, Shine!” Tejah said, waving at him.
“You want my cousin to catch a rape charge, Tejah?” Kenjay asked her. Tejah looked younger than she really was and she got carded a lot.
“Shut the fuck up, Kenjay! Don’t start with me! But I do know you better send that bottle back to that thirsty-ass broad! Latavia isn’t here, but I’m her eyes for the night! I don’t trust no bitch who sends a bottle to a nigga in VIP!” Tejah said.
“But I will drink it!” She snatched the bottle from him then held it up to Honey. She took a sip from it as Honey and her friends grilled her.
“Shine, let’s go on the dance floor!” Tejah said.
“Shorty, I don’t dance. But you can hop on my lap and slow grind on a nigga.” Tejah looked as if she was going to faint. This girl was like a young version of my mama! I prayed she didn’t fall on the floor acting a fool.
Shine grabbed her hand then spun her around, checking her out. His hand brushed up against her ass.
“Not bad for a younging!” he said, pulling her onto his lap.
O’Shea stormed into our VIP section. They laughed at him, which pissed him off even more.
“Domestic violence is not the answer, my nigga!” Corey said, chuckling.
“Shut your ass up! Britain, come here for a sec!” he said as he grabbed my arm then pulled me out of the VIP section. He pulled me through the crowd past the bathrooms then down some steps. We walked down an empty hall into a room. He slid a card into the door and it opened. This must be the room the performers lounged around in.
He pushed me down on the couch. He looked like he wanted to smack me.
“You want some attention that damn bad? You want to shake your ass in this small-ass skirt?” he asked, pulling it. “Stand up, Britain!” he yelled at me.
“You are bugging!” I giggled.
“Stand your ass up!” the bass in his voice warned me that he was serious and to not fuck with him. I stood up. All of a sudden I felt trashy.
O’Shea lifted my skirt then snatched my lace panties off. He kneeled down then grabbed me by the ass. He pulled my center into his face as he nuzzled his nose in it.
“Damn, you smell good,” he said. He stood up then kissed me, squeezing my ass even harder. His dick pressed against my leg and my floodgates opened. I wrapped my arms around his neck. A moan slipped from my mouth as his fingers slid between my wet and warm pussy lips like silk. He kissed my neck then sucked it. I pulled his finger from between my legs and tasted myself.
I sat down on the couch with my tutu hiked up around my waist. My wet sex was exposed as I spread my legs. I touched myself while I grabbed my breast. I moaned and O’Shea bit his bottom lip. He unzipped his pants and his long, thick, black dick popped out. I reached out to it then wet my lips. I took him in my mouth.
Spit ran down my chin and down my hands as I gave O’Shea the nastiest, sloppiest head I have ever given him. He gripped my hair as he slowly fucked my mouth.
“Damn, shorty! Suck that shit! Fuck!” he gritted, holding all of my hair into a ponytail. I relaxed my muscles then took him further down my throat. He sped up shoving his dick down my throat. I played in my pussy as his dick swelled in my mouth.
“Ohhhh, shit! Ohhhhhh, fuck! Yeah, baby, suck that shit. Jerk it off!” he said. I gripped him with both hands then jerked him off in a twist-like motion.
“I’m about to nut! FUCK!” he moaned. He gripped my hair tighter as a load shot down my throat. He pulled out then I licked my lips.
I bent over on the couch arching my ass up in the hair. I was throbbing and my juice-box was flowing. I needed it bad! O’Shea gripped my hips then traced his mushroom-sized head between my slit. My pussy contracted trying to suck him in. He slowly guided himself into me, stretching me open. A pain surged through my body, soon turning into pleasure.
“O’Shea, please just fuck me!” I moaned as my walls contracted. I was ready to cum! He pulled out then slammed into me. The sofa scooted back. No woman should ever be that horny!
He gripped my hips as his dick throbbed. I tightened my muscles around him.
“Damn, Britain! You got my dick dripping!” he moaned as he fucked me so good I was screaming and crying. I needed him to go harder.
“Harder!” I screamed. I knew I was going to need to soak in some Epsom salt later. He pulled out then slapped my ass. He turned me over before pinning my legs up. He entered me, and pumped long and hard. I felt wetness sliding down the crack of my ass. I kicked my heels off. O’Shea grabbed my foot then started sucking my toes as his big dick violated my walls.
“Damn this pussy is the best!” he said grinding into me, kissing and sucking my neck. Moments later he squirted inside of me and I was glad because he was tearing me up! I came three times and he still wasn’t finished. He pulled out of me and the couch was in shambles. I had a mess on my skirt. I didn’t know if it came from him or me.
“I can’t go back out there with nut on my s
kirt,” I said. O’Shea looked at the bottom of his shirt and was wet from me.
“Damn, Britain! Your pussy juice is everywhere!” he said. I giggled.
“Let’s go home to finish. Are you done performing?” I asked him.
“Yeah, we need to leave out of the back door though. They can’t see us like this.” Looking into my eyes, he said, “I love you. You know that right?”
“Yes, I do. I love you too,” I told him.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked me. I stuck my lips out then closed my eyes. I opened one eye up. O’Shea grilled me.
“What?” I asked then burst into laughter.
“We are too grown for that shit, girl!” he said hugging me.
“Are we BFF’s again?” I asked. He laughed.
“Yeah, girl, with your corny ass!” he said.
Latavia
“You can put the seafood salad right there,” Ms. Pam instructed. I placed it on the table with the rest of the food. Since Kenjay and I weren’t together I wasn’t going to come. But Cam wanted me to, so I came. There were a lot of people there. Leodonis and Pam had a huge backyard. A few people were in the pool. I hated the summertime, especially since I was pregnant.
Jamie walked up, spoke to me then kissed her mother on the cheek. I didn’t know what it was but I wasn’t too fond of her. Tee-Tee and Cam were easy to get along with. Jamie never said anything out the way to me, but she just rubbed me the wrong way.
Leodonis came over, hugged me then kissed my forehead. He placed his hand on my pouch.
“She is going to be very spoiled!” he said, accent thick. He smirked, and when he did, I felt like I was looking at an older version of Kenjay.
I went over by Tee-Tee then sat down next to her. She was sitting in a lounge chair with her plate on top of her stomach, eating. Corey brought her another plate. I giggled because they said he was always stuffing Tee-Tee’s face.
“Damn it, Corey! I don’t want anymore! You are the reason my ass looks like a cruise ship!” she said.
“Latavia, take this plate,” Tee-Tee said, handing me her plate.
Corey laughed. “I want my son to come out strong!” he said.
“Ay, Bruce Bruce! Get your big ass away from the grill! I told you that those polish sausages wasn’t ready yet! I see you trying to sneak one off the grill!” Corey shouted at some chubby boy. He looked to be around seventeen.
“Watch your damn mouth!” Ms. Pam yelled at Corey. I thought Kenjay and Sameer were assholes! My heart went out to Tee-Tee.
“Sorry, Ma!” he said.
“Corey, leave my brother alone!” Tee-Tee said.
“I will once he leave those sausages alone. Keep on letting him eat like that Tee-Tee. He’s going to die in his sleep! He’s going to be on the TLC channel stuck in bed at six hundred pounds eating live chickens. I’m also tired of buying new furniture because his big ass keeps breaking it!” Corey said and my mouth dropped. Tee-Tee waved him off. I knew the chubby boy was embarrassed.
“So, I have a plus-size boutique store downtown. It’s doing okay but I think it could do better. I want some type of exposure for my store Delicious Cream. You know how to draw in more customers. I need to get it out there. What do you think I should do?” she asked me.
“Set up a fashion show. Get some females to model your clothes. Make it an event. If you want me to, I can get the flyers out. We can set a date and you can get the models. Ask Tejah, Cam, Jamie, and Britain to model the clothes for you,” I said. She smiled.
“You are a bad bitch, you know that?” I smiled. Her face all of a sudden got serious.
“I heard you and Kenjay broke up because of his involvements in the streets. It reminds me so much of Corey and me. I hung with the niggas and I was hustling with them also. I mean, I was grinding and you couldn’t tell me shit! I was all about money and I didn’t give a fuck about love! But when Corey and I started hanging around each other everything changed. He took my virginity and since then I was stuck on him. But he didn’t like the fact I hustled and it was a HUGE issue in our relationship. But, to make a long story short, after I had my daughter I changed. I was popping pills, drinking, all of that! After I gave birth to Coren, the bigger picture was clear. My family is more important. But I learned all that on my own. Now, all I’m saying is let Kenjay learn on his own,” she said getting up.
“But whatever you do! Please do not let that nigga keep knocking you up! Corey said after this one he wants one more. That nigga is going to be crushed when he finds out I’m getting an IUD after this.”
“Oh, God here comes Thelma and Louise!” Tee-Tee said. I looked in the direction she was looking in. There was a tall, pretty Asian-looking woman and a little girl.
“Her mother should be ashamed letting that child walk around pregnant!” I said then Tee-Tee laughed.
“Honey, Raja is grown!” she said.
“Here comes the queen of all the queens! Hunntyyyyyy! Let the whistles blow and the violins play! The masterpiece has arrived!” The Asian-looking woman said. But now that she was close up, I could see that she was a he!
“Cut that shit out, Tataliscious!” Tee-Tee said. Tataliscious is his name? Oh, my heavens!
“Is that Kenjay?” Tataliscious asked Tee-Tee. I didn’t know Kenjay was there until Tataliscious said something.
“Yes, why you know him?” Tee-Tee asked, raising her eyebrow. Jesus, take me now! If this nigga had any kind of personal involvements with Kenjay I would die. My eyes watered then I burst into tears. I sat down as I cried. I started hyperventilating.
“Oh, my God! Someone get her a paper bag!” Tee-Tee screamed.
“This bitch is crazy!” I heard Tataliscious say to the girl, Raja. Pam ran over with a brown paper bag. She put it over my mouth then told me to breathe. Tee-Tee rubbed my back. Kenjay rushed over.
“What’s the matter?” he asked kneeling down in front of me. Ms. Pam left to grab me some water.
“Kenjay!” Tataliscious said. Kenjay stood up.
“What the fuck! Gary is that you in there?” he asked, looking the man in the eyes. I finally caught my breath.
“Please don’t tell me! Please don’t tell me!” I said.
“Shorty, chill out! This is my cousin! My mother’s nephew!” Kenjay said then everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
“Shit, I thought Tata gave someone else’s man his loose booty hole!” Raja said.
“You little fucker! You know what, you are lucky you’re pregnant! I swear if you wasn’t I would throw your little ass in the moon bounce and let the kids trample over you!” Tataliscious told Raja.
“Sameer and Shine aren’t going to believe this shit!” Kenjay called them over. I was sad that Jameer didn’t get along with Shine or Sameer. I didn’t see him as much as I used too.
Tataliscious tried sneaking away. “Get your ass back here, Gary!” Kenjay pushed him in the chair. “Look what was in the lost and found!” Kenjay said.
“Nigga, what type of games are you playing? What the fuck you called us over here for?” Sameer asked.
“Is that Gary? Oh, shit, nigga! What the fuck happened to you? Grandma Catty misses you! Nigga, you been gone for years!” Shine said to Tataliscious.
“This nigga goes by Tataliscious now,” Kenjay said. Sameer shook his head then took a picture of Tata with his phone.
“I’m sending your picture to Grandma, so she can stop worrying about you. But then again, this might break her pacemaker and kill her,” Sameer said. I rolled my eyes. If I was Tata I would get away from them too!
“Y’all are still a pile of a hot-ass mess!” Tataliscious said.
“Yo, I cannot believe this shit though! You used to be a little thug-type of nigga when we were younger!” Sameer said.
“Don’t act like you didn’t know what the hell was going on!” Tataliscious said standing up. He pulled his skirt down.
“It was nice seeing y’all but now I have to go!” Tataliscious said storming off. Raja followed behind
him. Shine walked off and so did Sameer. Pam brought me a cold bottle of water. I thanked her then guzzled it down. Kenjay sat down next to me. He started rubbing my stomach.
“You look good pregnant.” He smirked. I ran my fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes.
“How is your day going?” I asked him. He raised an eyebrow then felt my forehead.
“Just making sure you don’t have a fever! It’s been months since you asked me that,” he said. Then it dawned on me how much Kenjay cherished simple things like that. I playfully pushed him.
“It’s alright, really. Better now that you are being nice to a nigga,” he said smirking.
O’Shea, Britain, the baby and Shia arrived. Geraldine followed behind them, switching like she was trying to get a man. I laughed at her because she was always being extra.