That nigga started slamming his dick inside me and I knew then why he covered my mouth. He knew a bitch was gone start screaming and I that’s exactly what I did. Well, as much as I could. It wasn’t a painful scream, but one of those if you ever look at another bitch again I’ll kill you kind of screams. This dick was magic, and I was round here ready to make that mufucka disappear.
“Shorty this pussy so fucking tight, I’m about to cum. I can’t hold it.” As if my body didn’t want to be left behind, I came again right as he released. His body was shaking hard and I didn’t know if it was a good or bad thing. His body weight dropped on me and I thought the nigga was dead. My pussy killed this nigga and there was no way I could explain this shit to my daddy.
“Darryl, please don’t die on me. I didn’t mean to put it on you like that.” His ass started laughing and I was relieved.
“Girl you ain’t did shit. I did all the work, your pussy just tight as fuck. Man, I know one thing, you mine now. I ain’t never had no pussy that fucking good.” His dick stiffened inside of me and I had no idea what the hell that meant. When he flipped me over, I looked at him lost and confused. Sitting up, he started sucking on my titties. That shit felt good as fuck and I didn’t know this shit could feel so good.
Grabbing me by my ass, he brought me up and down on top of his dick causing me to ride him. I don’t know if I had the strength to do so, but I was damn sure about to try. I was so wet, the shit glided in and out of me easily now. I wasn’t a pro, but I could tell it felt good to him. I just did what I do on the dance floor. Grinding and winding my hips as I went up and down on his dick. The shit was feeling good as fuck, but my legs was too weak to continue on in this manner. A bitch knee caps was shaking like a nigga was on me saying, what is the fucking procedure when you have a gun to your head. Giving a knowing laugh, he flipped me off him and put me in doggy style.
“It’s okay Bambi, let me in this ass.” A bitch damn near fell off the bed trying to tuck my shit in.
“Oh hell no. You not putting that in my booty. Your dick bigger than my lil ass booty.”
“Shorty, I didn’t mean your booty hole. I’m saying I’m about to tear that shit up from the back.” Side eying him, I slowly untucked my ass allowing him to do his thing. Fifteen minutes later, he was cumming again. My ass sounded like a brick busting the windows out of somebody car hitting the bed. Before I could say good night, that nigga was snoring. Grabbing my cover, I pulled it over us and fell the fuck out with him.
Darryl snoring woke me the fuck up and I was about to push him on his side, when I noticed it was light outside. Rolling over, I saw red when I came face to face with Lena’s pussy in the air. She was sleep, but her legs were cocked open and I could see straight through her cavity wall. Reaching for the cover to pull it off us, I noticed the shit wasn’t there. Looking over at Darryl, his dick was lying on his thigh and I promise somebody was about to die.
I had to keep looking at the position he was in and over to her, before I over reacted. Remembering I was still slightly laying on him and seeing the cover wrapped up in his legs, let me know his ass did that shit in his sleep and not her. Still pissed that he could have gotten up first and saw this massive piece of Italian beef meat, I got up and grabbed my lighter. This bitch keeps trying me for some reason and that only tells me she thinks I’m all talk.
Easing out the bed, I walked over to hers and flicked my Bic right on her pussy lips. She wanted to be hot in the ass, I was gone show her what the fuck that shit felt like. As soon as she shot up out of her sleep, I slapped the slob back in her mouth. You could tell she was offended and trying to figure out why I was knocking her ass out, but she would put the shit together eventually. I wasn’t in the business of explaining myself. All I knew was, this bitch had me fucked up.
“Spark, Oh my God what are you doing. Stop.” She was screaming and that shit only pissed me off more. Darryl jumped up out of his sleep and you could tell he was confused on what the fuck was going on.
“Shorty, let her go. The bitch not worth it.” Turning towards him, I realized he grabbed me before getting dressed, and I slapped his ass too.
“You got ten seconds before the son goes back to yonder to be with his father. Stop playing with me in this bitch.”
“Fuck.” His ass didn’t even try to fight it. He just grabbed his shorts and put them on. “Let’s go back to my room. She not worth it shorty.” My ass started looking psycho as hell when I bust out laughing.
“Bitch why you still got that fried bologna out and shit? He don’t want that hot meat. You weak and you tired. Keep playing with me, your ass gone be a victim. If you think about reporting me, remember who my daddy is bitch. I’m not the one, but you insist on trying me. Now you can try some butter on your pussy. I hope the shit blister up hoe.” Grabbing some leggings, I threw them on and walked out with Darryl. He just kept looking at me like he didn’t know what to say.
“You know I didn’t sleep with that girl right?” Laughing, I grabbed his hand.
“If I thought that, you wouldn’t be able to walk right now.” When I felt his body shudder, I knew that he knew, I was dead ass serious. The walk to his room was quiet. It’s as if he was scared out of his mind. Low key, that’s how I wanted him. After the dick he gave me last night, I will kill his mama if she tried to keep him from me. He didn’t have to worry about me acting up, as long as he didn’t activate my crazy. Lena had already hit the button and I needed to stay away from that bitch before I killed her ass.
CHAPTER TWENTY LENA
Seeing Darryl beating that boy like that did something to me. I hated that he thought he could do what he wanted because of who he was. Mufuckas like that made my skin crawl. It was almost as if they were under the bully act if you asked me. Of course Phantom’s son thought he could walk around this bitch doing what he wanted to any and everybody. Fucked up thing is, nobody knew who his father was. They just feared him. I was the big mouth that started telling people. I wanted them to shun him like they do Spark, but that shit wasn’t happening.
I wasn’t a hater, well maybe I was but I didn’t give a fuck. All my life I have struggled. The only reason I was here, was because of how smart I was. A bitch worked her ass off. Highest GPA in the state, and a full scholarship. Only to get here and realize it was mufuckas here who didn’t care to be nor wants to be. A bitch like Spark would make it just because of who she was. So, instead of letting that happen, I used who she was against her. I made others feel low compared to her and they didn’t like the thought of it. The way she dressed didn’t make it easier for her, it only proved my point to them. After she would walk off, I would make sure they felt she was throwing her money in their face. I thought I her ass had broken, until she started dating Darryl.
It pissed me off she had him and already had money. Like sus, why I couldn’t get him and that paper since you already had some? Of course, her selfish ass didn’t think about it that way. Now every chance she got, she flaunted that nigga in my face. If he had given me the chance that first day in our room, I would have taken him from her ass. This nigga had everyone so shook, he got away with rape. Of course, he said he say he didn’t do it, but to me, making a bitch do that to you in public is the same. Sad thing is, it made mostly all the other chicks want to fuck him. Especially me. I’ve never had a loyal bone in my body when it came to niggas. To me, it was just sex, and everyone made it into some big ass deal. I’ve always been a free spirit and I didn’t care who didn’t like it. I did what I wanted, since as long as I could remember. That’s why I always had to be smart. Nobody fucked with me like that and I was okay with it. I didn’t need anyone else to pull me through life. My head and pussy game was official. As long as I had that, I was never worried about not making it.
When I was growing up, we didn’t know our father. It was just our mama and she didn’t give a fuck about me and my sister. Most of the time she was at work and when she was off, she didn’t fuck with us. All she cared about was her
nigga. My mama would do anything for that nigga and that was the first time I realized she didn’t give two fucks about us. We came home with our friends one day from school and she was in the front room riding the shit out of that nigga. Even though she knew we came in, she didn’t stop. She didn’t give a fuck about us or our feelings.
We were eight then. The rest of our life went the same, it was just a different nigga every time. The same one never stayed around long, except the last one and that was only because he wanted us. My sister Regina was seventeen and I was fifteen. My mama was always at work, so she moved her boyfriend in hoping he wouldn’t leave her. Her ass would be gone til the wee hours of the morning. I came home one night from a party, and Regina and Tim were in our room fucking. I stood there and watched while I played in my pussy. He saw me and smiled. The next time we were alone, I jumped at the chance to have his dick down my throat. After a while, the nigga would fuck me and Regina at the same time. I would ride his face, while she sucked or rode his dick and vice versa.
The shit was a perfect set up, because he had good dick and took care of us. Our mama never knew shit. She would come home to a nigga in a great mood, paying all the bills and taking care of her kids. Bitch should have been grateful. She wasn’t though, and she put Regina out, because she caught them. Of course, she didn’t put Tim out. Thinking I was too young, she didn’t look twice at me and never knew I was fucking him too. I rode her nigga dick every day and she had no idea. I guess you could say I was a nymph, because I had Tim, and my own nigga I was fucking. That shit still wasn’t enough. One day, I went over to Regina’s new place to wait on the cable to come hook it up, because she had to work. Her boyfriend came over to pick something up and I didn’t think twice about fucking him. As soon as his fine ass walked out of the room, I was naked playing in my pussy. Just like a nigga, he dove right in with no questions asked. My sister came in one day while him and his friend ran a train on me and beat my ass.
For the life of me, I didn’t understand why she was pissed, and we shared Tim for a long time. I haven’t spoken to my sister since that day. Not really giving a fuck, I continued to fuck Tim until I left for college. I still fuck his ass time to time when I go back home on break, but that wasn’t often. It was never really a reason for me to go there, because I had no family waiting with open arms. Now that I was in college, my sex drive increased, and it didn’t matter if it was a girl or a boy. I just wanted my nut and of course I didn’t care who I crossed to get it.
So seeing Darryl beating up his room mate gave me an idea. If I started fucking with him, he would have me in his room and I could make Darryl see what he was missing. Hell, the could run a train, I didn’t give a fuck. I just had to have that nigga. He had really beat this boy up and if I had a heart, I would have felt bad.
“Are you okay? What the fuck did you do to piss that nigga off? He was trying to kill your ass.” Shrugging his shoulders, he got ready to walk away.
“I’m good. Thank you for your help.” Just like that, he was about to leave.
“I can help you feel a lot better.” His ass turned around and looked at me like he wasn’t sure what I meant. Nodding my head, I motioned for him to come behind the building. The type of chick I was, I had to know where all the spots was. Sometimes I liked to fuck on the drop of a dime and I needed to know the secluded places. As soon as he made it back there, I pulled his pants down and gave him the best head he ever had in his life.
The reason I knew he really didn’t get pussy like that was how the nigga was crying. I’m not talking about screaming or whining. When he came in my mouth and I got up, this nigga was actually crying tears.
“What’s your name?” Yeah, it’s pathetic to some people that I had just sucked a dick and didn’t know his actual name. Only people who wasn’t sexually free would feel like that.
“Jay.” Helping him pull his pants up because he was stuck, I looked him dead in the eyes.
“Well. Jay, I’m Lena and I’m your girlfriend now. You better not let another bitch come near my dick. Understood.” He nodded his head and I knew I had him. Grabbing his phone out his pocket, I put my number in. “When I call you for my dick, I don’t care what you doing or who you’re around. You’re going to give it to me, do you understand?” His ass shook his head yes again. Leaning in, I kissed him and walked off. Walking in my room, I laid down under the covers and tried to go my ass to sleep.
When I heard Spark come in crying, I couldn’t do shit but smile. I’m guessing her, and Darryl shit wasn’t so perfect after all. That means he was on the market and I could fuck his ass without Jay. That was even better. I wanted all that dick to myself and I didn’t really want to give Jay none unless I had to. I wasn’t gone comfort the bitch, because I didn’t give a fuck about her problems. My ass dozed off to sleep when I heard the door. Peeking from under the cover, I saw Darryl coming out of his clothes.
These mufuckas didn’t know I was over here. His dick was big as hell and I just wanted to taste the shit. The way he was eating her pussy had me hot as hell. You could tell he really was into her the way he slow stroked her. I played in my pussy the entire time they fucked. I came twice, but I wanted to feel it. I needed to at least touch it. After a while, they were knocked out. Getting up, I pulled the cover off of them and neither of them moved or stirred.
His dick laid perfectly on his thigh. Laughing, I rubbed my finger up her pussy and tasted her first. Not wanting Spark to wake up, I leaned down and just took one lick of her pussy and stopped. She wasn’t a heavy sleeper, so if I did too much, she would wake up on my ass. Climbing in the bed over Darryl, I moved slow as hell. I knew I wouldn’t be able to ride his dick, but I could damn sure taste it. Grabbing it, I slow stroked it until it stiffened a little. Leaning down, I sucked the tip gently. Not enough to wake him, but enough for me to know what it would feel like to suck his dick. Deep throating it one time, I slid out of the bed and left him alone. We would have our time one day and this wasn’t it. Getting back in my bed, I played in my pussy looking at them until I fell asleep.
I didn’t mean to fall asleep like that nor did I want Spark to see that I had masturbated to them. The hoe was disrespectful, I woke up to her burning my pussy lips. That shit hurt like a mufucka and before I could register any of it, she started beating my ass. Out of all the shit I have done, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten my ass beat like that before. My hatred for her only increased and she had no idea. The bitch did the most and she didn’t have to do all of that.
It didn’t even matter though; the seed had been planted and Darryl would come around sooner or later. Niggas like him can’t pass up pussy in their face unless they were gay. Grabbing my stuff, I limped my ass to the showers. I was about to start planning this thing out. I needed Darryl and I was gone get his ass. That bitch thought she was running shit, but I was gone show her how all niggas was just alike. After I washed my ass, I walked back in the room and I had company. I only recognized one person, but the looks on their faces told me they were about to fuck some shit up.
“Why are you in my room? Can you leave please?” I tried to reason with them hoping they would listen.
“Calm down. I’m not here to hurt you, I just wanna talk to you. This is more like an educational conversation. Sit down, I don’t bite.” The way he said that made me want to ride his face. I had no idea what they wanted, but I did what I was asked. Thirty minutes later, I realized he was right. They wasn’t trying to do anything fucked up, so I gave them all the information they needed. When they got ready to leave, I stopped him. It seemed like the shit he wanted to know was not of any importance, so I decided to give him some pussy. Didn’t want him to waste his time coming this way for nothing.
By the time they left, I had gotten my nut and figured out a new plan. Getting dressed, I went outside to start putting this thing in to motion. Darryl would be mine soon and he had no idea. I couldn’t wait. When I saw Jay standing outside my building looking like a lost puppy, I smiled and w
alked over to him. He was the biggest part of the puzzle, so I definitely needed him on board.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE DARRYL
It’s been about a month since me and Spark actually made this shit official and I can say this, a nigga wasn’t scared anymore. Now, I wouldn’t say I was sprung, but I was definitely gone. It wasn’t just the sex either, it was everything about shorty that had me gone off her. The way she carried herself, how she smiled, the crazy in her. She didn’t play games with me or anyone else. I could see why my pops stayed with Zee even though she beat him. I don’t know why, but it was something about a crazy chick that was sexy as hell.
I damn sure didn’t have to think about fucking another chick, because me and Spark be going at it like it ain’t shit. Shorty was it for me, but it was one thing where we differed. Spark wanted a baby and my ass tried to strap up every chance I got. That just wasn’t a good look. My pops wanted me to finish school and I’m sure her family felt the same. Spark didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought at this point, shorty was dickmatized and I tried to keep the shit under control. The last thing we needed was for her father to feel he didn’t want us together anymore. If he tried that shit now, I would go to war behind shorty and the shit wasn’t necessary. I wasn’t going nowhere, and she wasn’t neither, fuck did we need a baby for? We were still young as hell and still needed time to figure out what we wanted to do with our lives.
Of course, she wasn’t hearing that shit, so we argued a lot now. It didn’t bother me, because it was something I knew I wasn’t going to give into. Spark was spoiled, and she thought that pouting shit could get me to bend. I wasn’t her pops and I knew she would never walk away, so she had no leverage to make me give in. The only problem me and Spark had other than this, was the previous chicks I had fucked. They couldn’t believe I had a girl, so they always approached me like I was single.
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