by Shan
I had smooth brown skin, light brown eyes, and kept my hair did up in all the latest styles. I had a figure to die for with some sexy wide hips, a nice booty and a nice set of perky breasts. That bitch Tae was all over had nothing on me and I just didn’t understand it. Why the fuck did he want that when he had all of this at home waiting for him?
“So, you’re gonna go back to his house or what?” Peaches asked jeering me from trying to figure out how Tamar could practically choose a Kelly over a Beyoncé.
“Where the fuck else am I gonna go?”
“You can come to the crib and chill with me and Deon. Got plenty of weed and some dranks.”
“Ughh, I’m not about to be a third wheel and watch the two of you all over each other. Just take me home and I’ll deal with the shit that I know is coming from Tae. Fuck it.”
Peaches shrugged her shoulders and turned the volume up on the stereo. The rest of the way to Tae’s house was filled with silence. I had to think of a way to get my shit together so I didn’t have to deal with this nigga’s bullshit when I didn’t want to. Having my own place right now would be right on point. I wanted to be alone and think in fucking peace. It was hard for me to cry and act out on how I really felt with a house full of niggas.
Before I started fooling with Tae, I had a nice lil’ paying job and that provided me with all the things that I needed and wanted. I could’ve had my own place if I had wanted, but my parents insisted that I stayed with them so that I could save up my money although I refused to do that.
Sometimes I wish I had kept that lil’ job cause at least when they put me out, I could’ve not only afforded a small apartment but I also wouldn’t have to depend on the little money that Tae rationed out to me every time he felt like giving me something. I put in a lot of working helping him and the fellas out and I knew that I should’ve been getting way more than what I was getting.
I tried not to complain because Tamar would never let me go without, but I didn’t like the fact that he kept a tight hold on what he gave me as if he knew giving me too much would have me running out the front door.
Now was the time for me to take any and everything that he gave me and flipped it so that I can plan my escape if need be. But who the hell was I fooling? In my heart though, I knew that if I had a million dollars to my name at this very moment, that I most likely wouldn’t leave. Sad to say I’d been singing this same tune since the very first time I found out that Tamar had been unfaithful. The hold he had over me was strong as hell and even though I was hurt beyond reason, it wasn’t enough for me to leave. It was never enough, and I didn’t know if it would ever be enough.
“Bye Peaches!” I yelled out as she pulled up in front of the house. I stepped out of the car and slowly strolled my way up to the small home. I expected Tamar to be pulling up in the driveway at any moment, waking up the neighborhood with the new expensive sound system he had put into his brand new Chevy Caprice. It was your typical dope boy car, but with the money Tamar had made over the past few months, had his shit looking like he was ready to enter the car show at any moment.
Walking into the house, I was immediately hit in the face with a cloud of Kush and incense. The mix was relaxing as hell and I breathed in as much as I could as I walked directly past Tavon and headed for the bedroom. I stepped out of my shoes and pulled my jacket off tossing it onto the bed. I thought about getting high, but knew that it would be just another thing for Tamar to chew me out about when he’d made it home. Instead, I laid across the bed and found myself quickly drifting off to sleep.
***
“Hmmm,” I moaned upon feeling a set of hands caress my breast. An eager smile filled my lips and I bit down on my bottom lip as the hands went lower. This was definitely not what I had been expecting when Tamar came home, but I would take this with no complaints. It had been a couple of weeks since he’d last touched me and the feeling of his hands against my skin felt fuckin’ amazing. “Baby, I’m sorry.”
“Sorry?” he questioned and my eyes shot open. I frowned when I saw Tavon standing over me with a Bud Light in his hands.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked and sat up in bed.
“What you got a problem with me touching you?” Tavon asked as he sat his beer down on the dresser and walked over to close and lock the door.
“Nigga, is you crazy? You know damn well I’m with your brother. What kind of shit are you trying to pull? What did he tell you to come up here and see if I would sleep with you?”
“Hell nah, he ain’t told me shit like that. But he did text me and tell me that he wasn’t coming home tonight cause he was staying with his boo. I can show you if you don’t believe me.”
I sat silently allowing what Tavon had just said roam around in my head. His boo? The fuck did he mean, his boo? I’m supposed to be his boo; I thought as I let out a huge sigh. I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at Tavon with disgust. I didn’t care what the fuck Tamar was doing, I wasn’t about to sleep with him. His brother? Fuck no!
I knew how all their asses got down. I’ve heard too many stories about bitches that were tossed back and forth between Tamar, and the twins before Taron was locked up and between Brandon, Keylan and the rest of them niggas. I promised myself I would never be one of those chicks.
“Tavon, what the hell are you doing? I’m not about to fuck you so get out. I can’t believe you.”
“Now, I know baby bruh ain’t putting it down how he supposed to be. I don’t know what you doing with that lil’ nigga anyway.”
Tavon came over to me and dropped down to his knees in front of the bed. I went to stop him, but when he grabbed my legs and pulled me down to the edge, I allowed him to keep going. Tamar’s sex game was on point, but the fact that he didn’t eat pussy always had me feeling like I was missing something. I had never cheated on Tamar before and I know that this was beyond wrong, but shit Tavon was known to have a mean ass tongue game. What was a girl to do?
I watched as Tavon unbuttoned my pants and I helped him move them down below my hips and thighs. As he pulled them completely off, my pussy immediately warmed and a trickle of my juices seeped out into the seat of panties. Tavon pulled them to the side and slowly kissed at my clit with his thick lips. I bit down on my bottom lip and watched him moving his tongue around as he gently licked at my pussy.
He took his fingers, spread my lips apart, and wrapped his mouth around my clit, sucking it into his mouth. I let out a desperate breath and collapsed back onto the bed. I knew I had missed getting head, but damn I didn’t realize I had missed it this much. It felt so damn good to me.
Tavon flicked his tongue with speed over my clit and I reached down and pulled my legs open wider. I wanted him to touch every part of me with his mouth. I needed this shit. I started to feel bad, but the feeling was just too good to stop him. Within a minute, my pussy was soaking wet and I was ready to cum.
“Mmmgh!” I moaned as Tavon licked my clit slowly and smoothly. He then moved down toward my opening and I could feel his nose rubbing up against the sensitivity of my love button has he lapped up the sweet nectar that had poured out of me. I hummed and reached for my shirt, pulling my breast out and pinching both nipples.
My clit was throbbing something serious as Tavon slid a finger inside of me and then used his tongue to open up the hood once more. He wrapped his lips around my love button again and I felt an orgasm getting ready to pour out of me.
I rotated my hips with force and moved my body up and down against Tavon’s tongue. Removing my hands from my nipples, I reached out and grabbed the back of Tavon’s head and pulled him in deeper dying to release the built up frustration that I had over Tamar’s constant cheating.
“Oh fuck that feels so good! I’m about to cum!” I yelled out. I knew that I was loud as hell and that if anyone was in this house, they could hear me, but I didn’t care. The rumors had been right about Tavon. He had a fire ass tongue and my pussy was falling in love with his mouth. I knew that this wou
ldn’t be the last time I allowed this to happen. As long as he could keep a secret then so could I. I would take this shit to my grave as long as he ate me like this every time.
“I’m cum—I’m cumming,” I said breathlessly and my clitoris became as hard as a rock. I quickly pushed Tavon away from me and lightly rubbed my hand over my pussy. The feeling of guilt took its course through my veins as the orgasmic high I was on slowly went away.
Tavon stood up in front of me and dropped his pants and boxers to his ankles. I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh. I didn’t want to sleep with this nigga, but looking at the girth of his dick had me totally mesmerized. It was long and thick and I could tell that he wasn’t fully erect which only meant that it got bigger. Shit! What have I gotten myself into?
“You sure that he’s not coming back tonight?” I asked before allowing him to enter me.
“I’m positive,” Tavon confirmed before he eased between my legs and slid inside of me. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in deeper, silently hoping that I wasn’t making a mistake that would cost me my relationship with Tamar. No matter what, I loved that boy with everything that I had in me and I didn’t want anything to destroy that.
5: Brandon
“I know one thing it better be some hoes up in here or else I’m riding out. First ugly bitch I see, I’m out the door,” I said as I walked inside the house where it was supposed to be the house party of the year going on. I looked back and noticed that Tamar was being quiet and lingering behind.
He’d been acting real strange lately, constantly saying that he felt like someone was following him or that something felt off to him. We usually looked to Keylan to tell us if something was off since he had always been able to sense when some shit was about to pop off, but never nothing like this from Tamar.
I stood in place and waited for he and Keylan to catch up to me as I surveyed the scene. A smirk crossed my face when I noticed that there were plenty of bad bitches in here to choose from. I rubbed my hands together and then hiked my pants up a couple of inches as I watched from booty to booty as it bounced around before me. I felt like I had just walked through the gates of Heaven.
“Aye, I’m a chill outside. I ain’t feeling right,” Tamar said into my ear. I looked back at him and frowned. I could see he was still on that sixth sense shit. I shook my head and held my hand out, hoping he would notice all the ass that was in the room. It was too many fine females in here tonight for him to be chilling outside. On top of that, we were on our way to the top. Muthafuckin ghetto superstars in the making all because Tahj was able to secure a plug through the Mexican Cartel. We needed to celebrate because lately all we had been doing was working. Tamar needed to chill.
I have never seen as much money as I’d been seeing lately in my life. I had so much money that I didn’t know what the fuck to do with it most times. Tamar was on that bullshit about stacking our paper and being careful how we spend so that we could get ourselves prepared for a bigger flip, but fuck that.
He’d been talking about that shit for the past few years and to me this was the bigger flip. We wasn’t about to be on no BMF shit, and I doubted if we would even be anywhere close to it, but I was cool with what we had going on right now. We was making like fifteen thousand dollars a month, so how the hell could he not be cool with that. He needed to stop dreaming and start living.
Hell yea I would love to be a millionaire like Tamar always talked about, but nine times out of ten, it was likely to never happen. Niggas like us that grew up with barely a pot to piss in just wasn’t that damn lucky. Now that I finally had money in my pocket, I was gonna spend it just as fast as I made it. Save for what?
“Man, ain’t shit about to happen. Besides you and Key both got them bangers on you so chill the fuck out and let’s have some fun. I see your girl Sunny over there all in some nigga face. She knew you were gonna be here tonight and only doing that shit cause she know you were with Ariel last night,” I said to Tamar as I pointed out one of his many side pieces.
“Fuck that bitch. She ain’t shit but a piece of pussy. Ain’t nobody got time to be worried about that bourgeois ass bitch. I’m in the fuckin’ car. Y’all know where I’m at if you need me.” Tamar tapped me on the shoulder and nodded his head before walking out of the house. Fuck him. Ol’ deranged ass nigga; I thought to myself as I pulled a blunt from behind my ear. I put flame to the hay and took in a huge tug and looked to my left to say something to Keylan when I noticed he wasn’t there.
I looked around and spotted his ass leaned up against the wall with his hand rested on his banger. Boy I swear these niggas some muthafuckin’ lunatics. Can’t even come out and have a good time without these niggas being paranoid. Fuck that, I’m about to find one of these bitches to give me some muthafuckin’ head.
I maneuvered my way through the thick ass crowd trying to decide which one of these chicks I wanted to approach first. There were so many to choose from. I knew for a fact that most of them couldn’t be from the hood cause I never seen majority of them around before.
Finally after checking almost every chick in the room out, I spotted a brown skinned chick that was dancing with her home girl that I felt I just to had to have. She had on a small ass black dress that was hugging her curves in all the right places. Her hair fell down her back with a small brush of bangs that covered her forehead.
Soon as I got closer to her, I bumped into her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She smelled like strawberries and spearmint gum. I lowered my head into her neck and gently brushed my lips against her skin.
“Damn, you smell good,” I said into her ear.
“Ughh, let me go! You can’t just go around grabbing on women like that. That’s assault,” she said with a roll of her eyes. She frowned at me as she looked into my eyes. She turned her stare away from me, but quickly jerked her head into my direction and looked into my eyes again. I smirked knowing that she was trying to determine if I was wearing a pair of green contacts or if these were really my eyes.
“Your skin look so soft though, I couldn’t help but touch it. What’s your name beautiful?”
“I’m not telling you my name until you get your hands off of me. Just going around here harassing people with them fake ass contacts in your eyes,” she hissed and pushed away from me. She grabbed ahold of home girl’s arm and tried to move away from me when I pulled her back.
“That’s how you gonna do me. I came here tonight just for you.”
“What?” she laughed. “Nigga, stop playing. I don’t even know you! Now you a stalker nigga.”
I laughed, “Nah, but when I seen you I knew that it was meant for me to be here just so that I could meet you. Stop playing hard to get shorty and give me your name or something.”
“Britt let’s go,” her home girl whined and I twisted my lips up in a frown at her. Hating ass bitch.
“Britt, tell your home girl you good. I got you,” I told her as I wrapped my arms around her waist again.
“Those your real eyes?” she asked as she looked up at me. She bit down on her bottom lip and tried to push me away once again. I shook my head yes and pulled her closer to me. I leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“I want you to be mine. I don’t even know you, but I swear I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life for you,” I told her, laying it on thick. I could feel the tension leave her body as she allowed herself to comfortably rest in my arms. I stuck my tongue in her ear and slid my hands down and gripped her butt. “Hmmm, so fucking soft.”
“Stop you’re gonna make my dress rise,” she whined, but allowed me to back her against the wall.
“That’s what I want it to do.”
“Brittany!” her home girl yelled, but we both ignored her.
“Nah, I don’t get down like that. I just met you and I don’t even know your name,” Britt told me.
“B,” I said and then covered her lips with mine. I ran my hand up the front of her dress and noticed that she didn’t
have any panties on. Inwardly I laughed because no matter how she claimed to not get down “like that”, the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties told me otherwise. I slid my finger in between her legs, and brushed it against her clit.
“Stop—stop it,” she pushed me away and tried to discreetly fix her dress. I looked at her, flashing a smile at her. She crossed her arms over her chest and tried her hardest not to return the smile, but I could see her lips trembling from holding back. I took my cell phone out and handed to her.
“Put your number in there,” I mouthed to her. The moment Britt handed me my cell phone back, the sound of gunshots damn near deafened me; it sounded so close.
POW! POW! POW!
I grabbed a hold of her hand and pulled her towards the backdoor before we were trampled by the crowd of people that were running as they tried to escape too. Once we made it outside, I could see Britt panicking as she looked around for her home girl.
I took a moment to look her over to make sure she was good before I left her and went to search for Keylan and Tamar. I didn’t see either of them in the thickness of the crowd. I suddenly remembered that Tamar said that he was going to be in his car and decided to head that way. At that moment, more shots rang out and I spotted Tamar’s car speeding down the street with two men running behind him.
Damn, he was right about something being off. I felt fuckin’ helpless at the moment. I didn’t carry a pistol on me the same way that Keylan and Tamar did. I still hadn’t gotten comfortable with guns and always told myself that I would never use one unless absolutely necessary.
Although Tamar and Keylan had both told me that even if I never pulled my heat that I still needed to get me one, I refused. I wasn’t like the two of them. It wasn’t easy for me to pull the trigger on anyone. They were some muthafuckin’ goons and I was just a pretty boy that loved money. I had no problems admitting that, but now that my homey was in trouble, I truly regretted that I was like this.