Codeine and Fully Automatics

by Ghost

  I laughed again.

  “And daddy, I don’t want nobody going wit us because we haven’t had a father daughter day by ourselves in so long. Its not fair. It makes me mad.” She mugged Kamya on her jealous kick.

  Kamya rolled her eyes for the second time and picked up her purse from the couch. “Well luckily for us you you’re only eight and you’re not an adult. I’m coming Shantê, so get over it.”

  Shantê hugged my legs, and I picked her up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and stuck her tongue out at Kamya. “Stupid, that’s why when I grow up I’ma beat you up. Go find your own daddy. He’s mine.”

  Kamya, stepped to the side of me. “Are you driving, or am I?”

  Both had me cracking up, and Shantê kept going on and on from the back seat, while Kamya drove and I slumped as low as I could in the passenger seat.

  ***

  “Aw hell yeah Durty, I like dis Prada dress right here, Mane. Dis show off my whole figure.” She turned her back to the full-length mirror, checking out her ass, and the way the dress conformed to her body, while I did the same thing from a few feet away.

  Shantê sat on the side of me sipping from her strawberry milk shake. She stopped and looked Kamya over. “That dress looks ugly on you. Maybe you should wear it on your head.” She snickered and put her straw back into her mouth.

  Kamya glanced over to me and smiled. “Well we’re getting it along with the others because I can tell that somebody likes it here.” She licked her lips and turned her ass to me and popped back on her legs. The dress rose just a bit. That ass was poked all the way out. We made eye contact in the mirror.

  I winked at her to send my stamp of approval. If she wore the black and purple number around me, I knew for certain that she wouldn’t have it on for long. I was already imagining doing some things to her that I had to shut out of my brain. I damn near forgot Shantê was there, until she got my attention.

  “Daddy I don’t wanna sit here and watch this dookie head try on stuff. I wanna go and get me some more stuff because I seen all that money in your pocket. So, can we go now?”

  “Just a few more minutes baby, and we will. Okay?” I kissed her forehead.

  “Okay.”

  Kamya tried on a few more dresses and we wound up getting all of them. Before it was all said and done, I’d allowed for them to run in and out of a bunch of stores. By the time we came from the mall I had so many bags that it looked like we’d gone grocery shopping on food stamp day. I wound up blowing fifteen thousand dollars. I felt stupid, but at the same time seeing the smiles on their faces was enough for me. As a hustler nothing made me happier than to be able to make sure that the defenseless people in my circle were well taken care. I’d blow a bag on my daughter any day. And since I was fuckin with Kamya the long way, I had to make sure that she was good too. It was my joy. Money wasn’t shit if you couldn’t make your people happy with it.

  After the mall Shantê wanted to go to Dave and Buster’s so she could play a bunch of video games. I gave her a Ziploc bag full of quarters and watched her run from one game to the next with a big smile on her face. “This is the best day ever daddy!” Shante exclaimed.

  Kamya slid behind me and kissed my neck every time Shantê turned her back. “I can’t wait till we get home and get her to sleep. I wanted you to fuck me as hard as you did last time. My pussy been feening for you ever since you pulled out of it.” Her tongue licked along the thick vein on the side of my neck.

  “Shawty, I can’t wait neither. But you better chill for my baby catch yo ass and wild out. You already know how jealous she is.” I cupped her juicy ass and kissed her lips briefly.

  She shuddered. “Damn I can’t wait Phoenix. You got that magic stick, Durty, and I need you to perform your act on me.” Kamya said this in my ear all sexy like. Then stuck her tongue inside of it.

  As Shantê finished her game she turned and saw how close Kamya was up on me. She stepped away from the arcade and grabbed my hand as she mugged Kamya. “Daddy can you play the rest of these quarters wit me? I’ll have more fun if you do.” She pulled me away.

  Kamya flared her nostrils and took a seat at our table and crossed her thighs, pulling out her cellphone. She gazed up to me once, then went back to doing what she was doing on her phone. I could tell she was heated.

  Shantê and I ran all around the massive arcade restaurant playing whatever games that she wanted to play. I completely allowed her to wear herself out. After three hours of that, I was carrying her out the door in my arms.

  When we got home, I undressed her and slid her into the new pajamas that I’d bought for her. I put her in the guest bedroom, and tucked her in, after kissing her on the forehead. “I love you Princess.” I looked my daughter for a few moments and got up.

  When I made it into the hallway Kamya was all over me. She pulled my shirt over my head, then my black beater before starting to undo my pants. “Man, I want you to fuck me so hard Phoenix. I been playin wit my pussy ever since the last time you touched me. You done turned me out. I swear you have.”

  I stepped out of my pants. She dropped right down and took my dick into her mouth, sucking it hard. Kamya’s head moved back and forth in my lap until she had me nice and hard. She hopped right on my waist, yanked her skirt all the way up without any panties on, and slid down on my dick. She was jumping up and down on it while I held her against the wall pounding that pussy out.

  Her teeth sank into my neck, then she was sucking me there and moaning loudly. Her pussy was wetter than a tub of water. “Huh. Huh. Huh. Huh. Huh. Huh. Yes. Yes. Yes. Huh. Un. Un. Yes. Aw fuck yes.”

  I gripped that ass and brought her down hard over and over, digging deep in that pussy. Her tight oven was sucking me like a mouth, begging for my release.

  She hopped higher and higher. Three her head back and moaned. “Uh! I’m cuming. I’m cuming. Aw shit.” She got to shaking so bad that we fell to the floor with me still long stroking her faster and faster, punching them soft guts.

  “Yes. Yes. Phoenix. Phoenix. Yes baby. Aww-oh. I love you so fuckin much.” She started to hump her hips into me at full speed.

  I curled her into a ball and went to work like a savage grunting and slamming into her box wit no mercy. Kamya bit into my shoulder which encouraged me to go harder, and deeper. Her hallway felt silky, and hot. The walls sucked at me. My nuts slapped against her ass as I dug into her body faster and faster.

  She arched her back, and pulled me down by the neck, kissing my lips. Then her mouth was wide open breathing harshly. “Uh, you’re killing my young pussy. You killing this young pussy. I ain’t ready. I ain’t ready.” Then she was cuming again.

  This brought my climax on. I pulled out and came all over her stomach. She rubbed it into her box, with her thighs wide open, breathing heavy. “I love you Phoenix. I love you so fuckin much.”

  Chapter 14

  Nastia decided she wanted to meet up with me three weeks later so we could put some things into perspective. She told me that it was cool if Mikey tagged along because there was a proposition for the both of us, pending that everything checked out with me. I didn’t know what that meant in its entirety, but I was all for it. I heard the word proposition and was ready to go. Nastia was a powerful woman. I was sure that whatever she had up her sleeve would pay off and be well worth it.

  In three weeks, time me and Mikey had taken off with the Rebirth. We’d gotten shipment of eight bricks and them bitches were going harder than an old man popping Viagra. I was at a hundred and fifty gees from my cut alone and seeing that I was only taking thirty five percent of pure profit because my other fifteen percent was being reinvested back into our business, I felt that we were making a nice lead way. Smoke and his crew were eating because of us. Korky and his Brooklyn crew were eating just as much. We had both crews rocking with the Rebirth and the Girly so we could go twice as hard. Shit was looking real lovely.

  Mikey opened the shops that he’d been telling me about all along. It was a
sight to see him convert his illegal money into something positive and start to do the things that he’d sworn he’d do. That motivated me to come up with my own plan of action. I didn’t know what I wanted to do yet, but every day I was thinking about it.

  I picked up the bottle of Moët, and drank from it, took a puff from the Loud that I was smoking, and sat back in the soft, peanut butter, leather seat of the private jet that we were flying on. I felt like a boss. I looked out window at the clouds as they floated by our window as we cruised through the air.

  Mikey took two Percocet Thirties and dropped them into my champagne. “Mane I’m fucked up. I been popping these bitches all night. A mafucka felt numb all over. He popped two into his champagne as well.

  I placed my thumb over my Moët and shook it just enough to ensure that it would dissolve the pills. Then I was taking the liquid down any throat gulp after gulp. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and burped all rude and shit. “This bitch got us flying on a G-7 my nigga. This living.”

  “I told you bruh. Shit about to get real. I don’t know what she got on her bird, but whatever it is that shit is done.” He chugged his liquor, and frowned, lowering his head.

  I detected something was wrong. ‘What’s good Playboy? Why you looking all sour and shit?” I looked him over closely. He looked sicker than a mother at her child’s funeral.

  Mikey exhaled loudly. “It’s my wife Mane. Something ain’t right wit her and I can tell. She got that baby growing inside of her and everythang. Belly starting to protrude, but still she seem off to me. I’m worried about her.” He took a swallow from the liquor.

  I scanned the small jet. There were six open seats. Directly in front of us were a pilot and a security guard that Nastia sent to make sure we were straight. I was strapped and wasn’t worried about shit. Mikey was too. If push came to shove, we’d gun asses down wit no hesitation. “Bruh I think all women go through that situation when they pregnant. You might just be making way too much of the situation. Just continue to support shawty and make sure she taking them vitamins and thangs. Dats all you can do for right now. You feel me.” The Perks kicked in. I felt numb, and high as the roof on a twenty-story building.

  “Yeah Mane, I guess dats what I’ma have to do. Sides, all diss worrying ain’t getting me nowhere but stressed out.” He took another long swallow. “Bruh I know we don’t get into all that lovey dovey shit, but I just wanna let you know that I love you. I’ll kill for you my nigga. You the only true family I got, bruh. I can’t wait until we blow them Black Haven niggas away for dat shit they pulled. Mafuckas still ain’t seen or heard from Toya ever since then. But its good. They gon get theirs.” He held out his hand.

  We shook and then hugged. I was numb as hell. My eyes were low, and my heart was beating faster than a rock and roll drummer on steroids. “I love you too, mane. You all me and my baby girl got. That’s why I’m ready for us to get this money together. We gotta make some shit happen. I’m tired of being broke, and I’m tired of the same ole same ole. Yeah, we seeing paper now, but I’m talking riding our own G-7s. Taking trips and spoiling our be loves without having to worry about the cost of shit. I can’t wait until we get there.

  “We’ll be there in a minute, Boss. Trust a nigga on dat.”

  “Hope so. Mane I’m numb as fuck. I gotta close my eyes for a minute. I’ma fuck wit you in a few hours.” I closed my eyes and drifted off into a far away land.

  ***

  Ten hours later we stepped off the jet and on to the island of Honolulu Hawaii. It was nine in the morning when we got there. We were ushered into a black and gold Rolls Royce. The interior was all white leather. There were seven-inch televisions in the back in the head rests, and one in the dash up front. It we nice and spacious. The driver took us to the Waldorf Astoria hotel, where Nastia had two of her, big, beefy, bodyguards escort us upstairs to her Penthouse Suite at the very top of the building. We were in the elevator so long that I got nervous and thought we were trapped.

  When it dinged, the doors opened and in front of the elevator was another beefy security guard. He led us down a short hallway, took a key out of his pocket and placed it inside of a digital keypad. The guard punched in a series of numbers before the big door in front of us opened.

  I stepped past him and into a suite fit for a king. The first thing I saw was all white carpet, and a long table with a fruit basket filled with kiwis, pineapples, grapes, watermelon, apples and oranges. There were big bay windows all around with a clear view of the mouth wash colored ocean.

  Nastia appeared from the back room dressed in a white Burberry cheer leading skirt dress that clung to her slim figure and big breasts. “Welcome gentlemen, come on in and make yourselves at home.” She waved away the security guard. “That’ll be all for now.” The security left the room and closed the door behind them.

  Two thick ass Hawaiians came from the back of the suite with Burberry robes. They walked up to me and Mikey and handed them to us, after placing their Hawaiian reefs on our necks. “Aloha, we hope you have a nice time here in the Island.” Each of them gave us kisses on both cheeks and returned to the back of the suite.

  Nastia hugged Mikey. “Good to see you baby. Anything you need my girls will take care of you. Don’t hesitate to ask. We’ll talk business later. For now, enjoy yourself.”

  “To be honest I just wanna catch up on a few zees until I can catch up wit this lil bit of jet lag. Where can I lay my head?”

  She clapped her hands, and both Hawaiians appeared. “Take him to one of the rooms that have been reserved for him. Massage his body. Make him feel good. Treat him like a king. He is my guest. You understand?”

  They nodded and hooked their arms into each one of Mikey’s. “Right this way sir we’re going to make you feel really good.”

  They headed toward the back. The grass skirts around their waists swishing from right to left exposing their rounded asses. I didn’t even know that Hawaiians got that thick. They looked good, too, all bronzed and shit.

  “Y’all can’t massage on me too much. I’m happily married. He slid his arms around their small waists and glanced back at me. “See you in three hours, Mane.” They disappeared into the back.

  Nastia came over to me and took my hand. “I need to talk to you Phoenix. Come on, follow me.” She walked slightly in front of me, her ass waving from side to side. She smelled like jasmine. When we got to her master bedroom, she pulled me inside, and closed the door behind her. She laid her back against it and sucked on her bottom lip. “Sit down on the bed.”

  I did. The bed was huge. Behind it was a big window that gave us a nice view of the Island. It felt like we were floating in the sky. “What’s up Nastia?”

  “So, you’re Taurus’s nephew. Damn, and I thought all the males of his entire bloodline were wiped out. But look at you. You are gorgeous?”

  “I’m what?” I raised my left eyebrow, confused. Gorgeous was a term that I used to define a bad ass bitch. That word was too feminine for me.

  Nastia sucked on her bottom lip, and slowly made her way over to the bed. Once there she stood in front of me. “Do you know who I was to your uncle?” Her tongue traced her lips.

  I decided to play the fool. “Nall, me and him wasn’t close like that. I might have seen him maybe fifty times when I was little. I heard he was a legend though.”

  She opened my legs and stood in between them. “Your uncle was a legend because of me. He was the love of my life. The only Blackman that I’ve ever been crazy about to this day.”

  “So, who were you to him?”

  She took a deep breath and shook her head. “Your uncle saved my life not once but twice. The first time was from his sadistic brother, Juice, and the second time was the most important because he helped me to fake my own death. It was the only way that I could break away from my father, who was in control of some lethal Russians. They wanted me dead after they found out that I was pregnant with a Blackman’s baby.” Nastia gazed off into the distan
ce. “Yeah, but Taurus took care of him, and then he helped me to break free unbeknownst to everybody else. There was nobody like him. Not now, not ever.” She straddled my lap. The skirt rising on her hips.

  I held her and looked up and into her pretty face. “That’s cool, but how can you say that when you haven’t met everybody. That’s my uncle. We share the same blood.” I slid my hands up and rubbed all over her lil ass, squeezing the soft cheeks. She wasn’t strapped like I was used too, but that ass still felt hot. I’d never fucked a white bitch before but this one had a lot of power so if I needed to, I would fuck her brains out. I didn’t give a fuck what she was to my uncle. I was focused on my advancement. Shantê had to have everything. I was in charge of that.

  She placed her forehead against mine and looked into my eyes with her blue ones. “You think you can do me like Taurus used to? Huh? If you can do that, I’ll make sure that you and Mikey are the richest niggas in the south. You can quote me on that.” She rubbed all over my chest.

  Man, I know damn well this white bitch ain’t just call me and my dude a couple niggas. That shit almost made me push her off me. “Shawty I don’t know what my uncle used to do, but I know what I’m capable of. We can figure this out right now.” I pulled her skirt all the way up to her waist, exposed her G string, and ran my fingers under the string and into her gap. Her pink lips were bald, and thick.

  She pushed me back. “Let me see something first. I have to make sure that you’re authentic because Taurus was strapped, and so was Juice.”

  Damn she fucked Juice too? What type of shit was my uncles on? I wondered.

  Nastia unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down my thighs and off. Next came my boxers. When she saw my dick, she shuddered, picked it up with both hands and sniffed. Suddenly she was stroking me. ‘Its beautiful. Damn this is nice. I was praying for a son, but God had other things in mind.” She licked the length of me, and sucked my dick into her mouth, pulling the skin back, tightening her fist as she sucked me faster and faster. Then she popped it out. “You wanna be powerful? You want to be a king? Then I’m your Queen. I’ma turn you into what I wanted to turn Taurus into but couldn’t because my father was alive. Now I run things and I need you in my life.” Her mouth swallowed. She was sucking me so cold that my toes curled. It was heavy with spit but before it could ooze down to my sack Nastia sucked it back up and was slurping at full speed.