I Love Him But She Keeps Me Straight

by T La'Vette

  Once we were done Me and Trinity raced to get Kentrell out of his jeans. Just as soon as we freed his dick from his boxers, we both went to work on it. I started to suck on his dick while Trinity licked up and down his shaft and then gently sucked on his balls while massaging them. “Got damn!” was all he said repeatedly. I was just happy that he was enjoying the moment. We took times sucking his dick and once he was ready to nut, he did it in Trinity’s mouth and she spit it into mine and I thirstily swallowed it. Kentrell’s mind was blown and he didn’t know what to do next.

  I told Trinity to lay down on the bed and started to eat her pussy while Kentrell inserted his thick manhood in me and started to slowly drill me from the back. The harder he pounded his dick inside of me the better I ate Trinity’s pussy. The sounds that filled the room sounded like we were watching a damn flick or something. All that could be heard was ass clapping, slurping, and moaning. I could barely take it as Kentrell filled me up with dick while smacking my ass and pulling my hair at the same time. Finally, when I couldn’t take it anymore, we changed positions but not before Trinity sucked my remaining juices off of Kentrell’s dick. Now, Trinity was riding his dick and well me? I was riding his face. Hearing Trinity moan was driving me crazy and seeing his dick slide in and out of her pussy had me cumming like crazy. We fucked until we couldn’t fuck anymore. At the end of the night my mouth was tired, my pussy was sore, and I had spaghetti legs. Trinity tried to leave and go home but some how I was able to convince her to spend the night with us. I slept peacefully with my man on one side of me and my girl on the other. I had no idea how they were feeling after the situation, and I could only speak for myself but I could definitely get use to all of this. I was hoping that this was the first of many of nights that I would spend making love to them both. My heart was filled with love and my kitty cat was on fire.

  *Chapter Nine*

  The next morning when I woke up Kentrell was up watching television and Trinity was still laying right beside us knocked out. I smiled to myself thinking that we must have really worn her out last night. “Good morning baby.” I said to Kentrell just above a whisper. “Good morning beautiful.” He said as he kissed me on the forehead. “How did you sleep baby?” I asked. “Like a newborn baby.” He assured me. “Yeah bae so did I.” I agreed. “Apparently Trinity had a good time as well.” Kentrell joked as he pointed at Trinity. This bitch was sleep thumb in her mouth and all. When she finally did wake up, she made up an excuse on how she had to be getting home and getting to work. I knew her like the back of my hand and instantly picked up on the fact that something was bothering her. I made a mental note to have a sit down with her about it later. Once she left me and Kentrell kind of just sat around the house in chill mode. We were both still tired as fuck from the night before. I felt like all of my energy had been sucked out of me.

  Weeks passed by and we didn’t talk about the threesome anymore after that. Neither him or Trinity brought up again. Of course, I couldn’t stop thinking about it though and I wanted more of that action. It was something about seeing Kentrell fucking Trinity that did something to me. I definitely would never forget the way they both went down and took turns sucking on my clit like a pacifier. I couldn’t understand why they weren’t jumping at the opportunity to do it as often as we wanted to. Trinity had been pretty distant since the night of the threesome. I reached out to her several times but either she blew me off or pretended to be too busy to meet up or talk. Finally, I decided to just show up at her house and talk to her.

  “Trinity what’s up with you? You acting real brand new.”

  “Nothing is up with me, I just wasn’t feeling that whole threesome thing.”

  “Shiiiit, I can’t tell it seems like you enjoyed it just as much as we did.”

  “I mean of course I enjoyed it but I feel like you forced me into it.” Trinity expressed.

  “You’re right I guess I kind of did and I apologize for that. I know it was selfish on my end but I was tired of all the sneaking and creeping.” I admitted.

  “I understand that baby, I do! But, after the drinks wore off, I woke up mad as fuck. I don’t like having to share you even if it is with him.”

  “I guess I have no choice but to respect that.”

  “You and Kentrell seem to be back on track and I love you enough to move around and let you work on your relationship, but if he fucks up again it’s over with.”

  “You so got damn silly Trinity!”

  “I’m serious though.”

  “So, what now?”

  “So now we go back to being strictly friends.”

  “You think that’s really possible?”

  “Anything is possible and besides I think it’s for the best.”

  “Yeah I think you’re right.”

  I left Trinity’s house in my feelings but at the same time I was good with the way things ended. I had my friend back even though I knew it would be a while before things went back to normal. All the shit we had done wasn’t just going to go away overnight and neither would those feelings that had surfaced. Now, I was focusing on my relationship with my man. All that mattered to me was him and our unborn.

  *Epilogue*

  Six months later I gave birth to a beautiful healthy little boy. We decided to name him Kentrell Jr because if anything else his father would have had a fit. The moment was special because my two favorite people were there to hold my hands through it all. Trinity promised to be there and as always, she was right there making sure that I was straight. The arrival of our son made me and Kentrell get even closer. He never missed a beat and all he wanted to do was sit in the house with me and his son. All of that chilling with the fellas’ shit died when our son was born. I couldn’t be happier with his growth. I was loving every moment of spending time with the men in my life. And my son? I loved him to pieces. He was absolutely perfect.

  Things with me and Trinity were finally starting to get back to the way they were. We were back to talking everyday and she came over every other day to check on her nephew. It was because of her that Jr. was spoiled rotten. Her and Kentrell were actually getting along now was opposed to the bickering back and forth that they used to do whenever they were in the same room together. I was thankful for that. Though we agreed to never go there again whenever me and Kentrell wanted a little excitement in our sex life I would call Trinity up and she came over to make sure that we were both were straight. So, in a way I guess I was still winning and getting exactly what I wanted.

  The paternity test finally came back for the baby that the Kyria bitch was trying to pin on Kentrell. Just as he had predicted the little girl was not his and of course we were both happy about that. I couldn’t imagine how I would have reacted if things had gone in another direction. That was definitely God looking out for his child because I just knew I would have killed his ass. For the first time in a long time I was truly genuinely happy. My relationship was improving, my son wasn’t wanting for a thing, and I couldn’t ask for more.

  A sneak peak at my next novelette:

  - Reflection of You

  “Bitch, I can’t believe Brian cheated on me again.” Desiree said as she threw her phone down on the bed.

  “How you know, what happened girl?”

  “The bitch just messaged me on Facebook, she had all her receipts too, bitch sent me screenshots and everything!”

  “What she say?”

  “Basically she tryna say that they been dating, she said he been staying nights at her house and all. The bitch said he paying her bills and shit.”

  “Girl, you better dry those tears don’t let that nigga know he’s getting the best of you!”

  “Draya you just don’t understand I love that nigga.”

  “Trust me I understand, I been there and did all this shit, but sometimes you got to love yourself more.”

  “What am I supposed to do without him?”

  “Bitch, I didn’t tell you to leave him, but if you can’t beat him you better joi
n him.”

  “Join him? So, you telling me to cheat back?”

  “Ex-fuckin-actly…Des girl you better stop sparing these niggas feelings and do them how they do you, finish that nigga sis.”

  “Now you know that’s not me.”

  “Well it’s time to re-invent yourself. Bitch you fine as fuck and you can have any nigga you want. Show his ass he’s not they only fish in the sea.”

  This conversation took place between Desiree and her best friend Draya a year ago. At the time Draya was going through relationship drama with her man Brian as she always did. See, Brian was an ain’t shit nigga, but Desiree knew that before getting involved with him in the first place. Everyone warned her beforehand; but she was hardheaded and always tried to see the good in people. Desiree saw Brian as someone that she could change and mold into who she wanted him to be. She quickly realized she was in way over her head. Not only was he a was he a wanna be street nigga, but he swore to God he was a player. Bitches flocked to his ass like he was God or something. Every day it was something new with him. Either a new bitch was coming at Desiree sideways about her man or a bitch was hating and trying to pick with her on the low.

  Desiree was sweet as pie, and it wasn’t in her to step out of character. Draya on the other hand was the complete opposite of her friend. It was nothing for her to beat a bitch head in or a nigga’s either if he stepped to her the wrong way. The majority of Desiree’s battles were fought by Draya. Draya was the true definition of a friend. Besides, there was no way in the hell she was gone stand by and let a bitch pick at her friend when she knew her friend didn’t fuck with anybody period. It was war behind Desiree, and no matter what the situation was Draya was coming without hesitation and no questions asked.

  This would make the third time in a month that Draya had caught Brian’s lying ass cheating on her. One would think that she would have been adapted to the shit by now, since it happened so frequently. Truth is, it still cut like a knife everytime. For some reason she still couldn’t find the strength to walk away from his ass. It was like she was pulling the same knife out of her everytime and allowing him to stick it in the same place all over again. Finally, she was getting fed up though. With Draya in her ear she was ready to do some shit she had never done. Desiree was ready to join Brian in his own game, and the shit she had up her sleeves he would never in a million years see coming. Desiree had this shit planned out perfectly, she was going to hit ass where it hurt. She wasn’t going to be satisfied until he felt half the pain and embarrassment that she had felt over the years. Like K Michelle said in that cry song Brian was going to pay her in tears, and when she said “nobody’s off limits not even your friends…” Desiree damn sure felt that shit. With the perfect friend in mind Desiree was on a mission. The outcome of what she was about to do was going to break this nigga’s heart and she was coming hard with her shit. She was about to hit where him where it would hurt. Brian was about to regret all the times he fucked her over.

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