Memoirs of a Creole Crime Cartel

by Red Snapper

  He sucked one of my breasts into his mouth like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day, licking, sucking, and kneading it with his hands. I had been rubbing his chest, and then lowered my hands to the front of his trunks, finding his throbbing hard dick ready to meet me. I began to rub the length of it, moaning again now from the feel of it and the sensations of his mouth on my now sensitive nipples.

  The next thing I knew, we sank to the floor, with him on his back, as I reached down and slid his trunks over his hips, down his legs, and tossed them aside. His swollen hard dick sprung straight up as I gazed at it with that beautiful smile of mine, I just grasped it with both hands, jerking it down and up a few times. Then I lowered my mouth to it and kissed the head, putting my tongue in his pee crack. He was the one doing most of the moaning now as I was still holding the base, I decided to lowered my lips over it as it slid up pass my teeth, feeling my tongue sliding around it, deeper, until it was at the back of my throat, then slowly moved back to the head.

  “Wow, this is heavenly,” he must have thought as I continued sucking and licking his shaft while squeezing his balls with my other hand.

  I was half lying with my legs to the side where he could reach them as he rubbed my legs all over, up to my hips, over my flat stomach, caressing my firm breasts, and then made his way down to my fine bodacious ass again. I moved my hand to my front, between my legs, and I raised one up to open up my crotch to him. He was now palming it with his hand. I just moaned as it felt so hot to me as he continued to rub all over my cunt, then he forced the bikini material aside, exposing my sweet little pussy lips. He rubbed them up and down with his fingers, finding my clit making it get firmer as he played with it. Every time he did, I sucked deeper on his throbbing hard dick. This only motivated him to find my pussy opening, letting one finger slide up inside me. Man, I was so wet it went in easily, and I knew now my wetness was not from the pool. I was naturally tight, but my pussy muscles gripped him even tighter as he moved it in and out with the rhythm of my sucking on his dick, while rubbing my clit with his thumb.

  I know by the way he was sweating that he could now feel his cum swelling up in his balls as I began jerking his shaft harder with my hand while holding his tightening balls. His body tensed up as his cum shot up into my mouth. I immediately pulled back surprised, as I allowed cum splashing on my face and running out on me, letting it drip from my lips back onto him. I just kept pumping his dick, watching his cum squirting out, seemingly fascinated by it. His body was now jerking and quivering at each squirt from the deep sensations I was giving him. When he was done, I simply wiped some of his jizm off and kissed him lovingly on his lips, letting him taste himself on my mouth.

  Jerry exclaimed, “That felt fantastic, Tangie…thank you so much,”

  “Don’t thank me.” “I wanted it too, and enjoyed it just as much…except there’s one little predicament that needs to be settled.”

  “Predicament…what do you mean a predicament?”

  “I know you paid for some cat but…I’m the one who’s horny here.” “It’s MY turn, don't ya think…trick?”

  He gazed at me intrigued, like he couldn’t believe that a sixteen-year-old girl had this much finesse and flamboyance. I knew what I wanted sexually and I was determined to get it. All he could do was smile as he let me have my way with him. I extricated his finger from my pussy, stood up, and removed my bikini bottom, standing there, waiting for him to check me out and enjoy me for a minute. As he watched me, all I could do was rub my pussy with one hand and my titties with the other.

  “Don’t you think I’m sexy Daddy?”

  His eyes lit up as he answered, “Hell yeah…you’re very sexy, and extremely beautiful.” “I can't believe that you don’t have a boyfriend or something.”

  When he said that, I really began to play the part, “Do you mean it…you really think I’m sexy Daddy?” (Playing on that old Rod Stewart song: “Do you think I’m Sexy?”)

  Man…I was so convincing I know I could have easily won the Academy Award for Best Actress in a leading role!”

  He smiled as he replied, “Girl…you sure look good enough to eat…why you don’t come here and let me serve you.”

  I quickly stopped him in his tracks and said, “Uh Uh Daddy…let’s go upstairs to my room first…I don’t want anybody all up in our business!”

  He laughed as he allowed me to take his right hand and began to lead him into the mansion.

  Our mansion was extremely gorgeous, decorated with the finest French furnishings dating as far back as the late 1800’s. As Jerry strolled through the house, he could not help but to stare at all of the fine paintings and high priced décor in this home. The high ceilings enhanced the furnishings, making this home seem like it was a presidential suite instead of the house next door. I slowly took him through the dining room where there was a dining room set that looked as if it could seat at least twenty. Finally, we reached the living room, which was immaculate. All the furnishings were covered with plastic slipcovers. As we went up the winding staircase, Jerry was starting to feel nervous, going into a place he had never been. I could tell he was a little tense as we reached the top floor.

  I looked at him and said, “Relax…its okay…I’ll make you feel real in a minute, just you wait and see.”

  He smiled as I led him into my bedroom, which was plush. I could sense that he felt a little strange seeing my room from within as he had always seen it from across the way from his own room. I quickly locked my bedroom door, turning around with my back against the door. I walked up to him and slowly pushed him toward my bed. He soon caught on as he began to walk backwards until he felt the edge of the bed. I immediately pushed him onto the bed as I giggled with delight and immediately straddled his waist and lowered myself flat on his chest, kissing him long and hard. I broke the kiss and sat up on my hips where he could reach my beautiful breasts with both hands. He immediately began stroking both of them for a minute, feeling my nipples enlarging again. I just rocked forward onto my knees, sliding my wet labia up his body until I was positioned over his mouth, his hands still over my breasts with my hands over his. He could smell my sweet aroma as his nose touched my clit. He hungrily stuck his tongue out, licking my outer lips, licking up and down, tasting my sweet juices, with only a slight hint of the chlorine from the pool lingering there. I moved my hips back and forth as his tongue fucked me.

  Leaving my own hands on my breasts, Jerry slid his large hands down my belly, down onto my legs, around my ass cheeks, grasping them, helping me move them across his lapping tongue.

  As it began to get good to him, he quickly got a hand between them and his fingers joined his tongue in exploring my folds, alternating with it to give attention to every part of my pussy.

  I was really juicing now, wetting his mouth, his face, and his chin. He must have guessed I really was horny, as I had apparently been turned on a lot serving him his recent blowjob. When Jerry ran his fingers over my pussy and back behind it, He felt my little asshole tighten as he touched it. I jerked, but didn't stop him as I smiled with my eyes closed. I just began pressing down harder onto his tongue as he continued to lick on my clit.

  Immediately, Jerry found my pussy hole with his thumb, moving it around to get it lubricated, than slowly inserted it up into me. His hands were pretty big, and his fingers felt like a little dick sliding up inside my pussy.

  I looked at him with an extremely sensuous expression on my face as I said in French, “Prenez tous de moi!” (Translation: Take all of me)

  Not understanding a word I said, he just closed his eyes and continued to serve me.

  After twenty minutes of licking my luscious cunt, I turned around, putting my ass high in the air so he could penetrate my pussy from behind. I took my hands, grabbing both cheeks and opened my ass wide so he could slide his throbbing hard dick into my tight punany.

  Jerry was amazed at how tight I was as I pressed down on his thick shaft, welcoming him, and sliding his rod as fa
r as it would go inside me. He began to move it around inside me, stroking me in and out, as I moaned in pure pleasure.

  I took his left hand; putting his thumb in my asshole as he continued to pound my pussy like there was no tomorrow. He fucked me good, pulling me from my petite waist as he guided my pussy onto his swollen shaft. I immediately began to cum as I pushed on his dick as hard as I could, pounding, making my ass cheeks feel hot.

  “That’s it…that’s it…make me cum!” “MAKE ME CUM,” I shouted as he fucked me.

  With that, my legs began to quiver as my orgasm took control of my entire body. I was now in my own world as I drenched his dick with my juices. This must have made his dick so sensitive because he said he felt his load cumming up from his scrotum. He began to pump me profusely, making his cum jet up to his large expanding dick head. He quickly took his dick out of my sweet cunt as he spurted huge globs of cum all over my bootylicious ass and the small of my back. I smeared his cum into my back as I turned around to face him, putting my cunt in his face for him to lavish my now wet hot box. He smiled as he quickly dove in, licking my cunt to asshole. By now, I was extremely sensitive but I wanted more as he licked me passionately. He put his thumb into my pussy as he was now lavishing my clit with his tongue. I knew he could sense it wouldn't be long now as my eyes were closed and I was in a long, low guttural, almost continual moan.

  “Oh…Jerry…oh…fuck yeah…oh, I’m uhh…what are you doing to me…how are you…?”

  He rubbed my ass with his fingertips, and pressed on my clit with the tip pressed deep inside, only to the first joint. This was enough to set me off as my whole body tensed, then spasm uncontrollably as I started to go into an earth shattering orgasm. He held on to my ass with his left hand to keep me from breaking his nose as I grabbed his head and fucked his face hard, cumming buckets on his face. He tried his best to lap up all of my sweet juices as he removed his thumb, licking my hard clit with my own juices. Spasms after spasms came over my whole body, then subsiding, slowly relaxing me.

  Jerry stopped his sucking and finger fucking to allow me to calm down as I was breathing hard and collapsed forward on my arms. I slowly slid my ass down, hugging him close as my body slowly recovered from my strong orgasms. The room was silent for a short time as I just lay in his arms with my eyes closed.

  Finally, after about twenty minutes I finally spoke, “Man Jerry…that was magnificent, don’t you think that it was worth the hundred?”

  He laughed as he replied, “It was worth a whole lot more than a measly hundred dollars!”

  We both strolled into the bathroom to take a quick shower together, washing all of the juices off our bodies when suddenly my bedroom doorknob shook. Suddenly I could hear the sound of someone knocking on my bedroom door. I looked at Jerry as I uttered, “Damn…it’s my Papa…what’s he doing home so early?”

  Jerry immediately panicked because he knew if my Papa caught him in this house, he would surely die, especially in the shower with his twenty-one-year-old daughter.

  Meanwhile, outside the door, my Papa stood there, I believe with his .45 Caliber revolver in his hand. He continued to beat on the door as he shouted, “Tangie…what are you doing in there…I know you’re in there!” “Who’s in there with you…open the door please baby!”

  Jerry quickly jumped out of the shower and ran into the bedroom, trying to find his cloths. He grabbed his t-shirt from the floor by the bed. He quickly looked around and found his underwear on the chair, next to the dresser. He grabbed his slippers by the bathroom door, but as he began to go back next to the dresser to grab his pants, my Papa busted in the door.

  Papa yelled out, “Tangie…where the fuck are you girl…Who the fuck… IS THIS?”

  Grabbing my robe from the back of the bathroom door, I quickly covered my naked body as I ran over toward my Papa, trying to stop him from going after Jerry. Papa saw him and immediately went berserk as he raised his gun to shoot at Jerry. Jerry was petrified as he heard my Papa’s voice shouting, “Muthafucka…I’m going to kill you for fuckin’ with my baby girl!”

  As Jerry tried to run toward the door, my Papa began to unload his gun at him. He hit Jerry several times in his side and back as he fell down in the hallway. I tried to stop my Papa but he pushed me down on the floor as he went out to the hallway where Jerry was now laying. He gazed down at him as he said, “Your ass fucked up coming into my house and fuckin’ with my baby girl pussy nigga!”

  All Jerry could do was look up at the gun barrel as the bullets began to penetrate into his head. I know his life must have run quickly through his mind as his body shook, taking in the bullets from his killer. His head turned to the right as blood began to come up out of his mouth taking his last breath. He was dead instantly. I just couldn’t believe it as I thought, “Poor bastard lost his life for a fuck and a hundred dollar bill.”

  Dad immediately turned around as he observed me standing there against the wall, staring at him as I had just witnessed the murder of the neighbor boy. Normally, Papa’s reaction would have been to kill his witness, but this was his own daughter who saw the whole scene go down. Papa tried to come toward me, but I didn’t want to talk to him as backed away from him and then ran back into the bedroom, slamming the door. He came after me, opening the now broken door and followed me into the bedroom where I was now lying on my bed in a little ball.

  He sat next to me, trying to talk to me, “Why’d you bring that boy into our house?” “You’re supposed to be in school; instead you were in our house fuckin’ some lazy ass nigga!”

  I just looked up at him and said, “Why’d you have to kill him Papa…you’re a REAL monster!”

  Papa tried to embrace me, but I wouldn’t let him, pushing him away as I sat up on the opposite end of the bed.

  “Look what you made me do?” (Pointing at the lifeless body of Jerry on the floor) “Now I need to get somebody over her to get this fuckin’ mess out of our house and the carpet…shit…the carpet is fucked up!”

  “PAPA…I HATE YOU…I HATE YOU,” pulling away further from him.

  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing as he continued to shout at me, complaining about his silly ass carpet. For the first time in my life, I got a glimpse of what my Papa’s business really was. I’d always thought he was just an executive who sold textiles for a living, but when I heard him talking on the phone to one of his henchmen about the disposing of Jerry’s body and cleaning up the evidence, I quickly understood that Papa was more than just a textile sales representative. It all began to make since to me now, as I always wondered why people whispered around us when they saw us in public. It was now clear that I was part of a system that was corrupt and I didn’t know if I wanted to be part of that.

  As I tried to come to grips with what had just happened, I observed my Papa as he walked out into the hallway where he began talking to our butler. He gave him some instructions as he began to walk down the stairs to the foyer. He quickly picked up the phone; dial some number to make immediate arrangements to get Jerry out of the house. Minutes later, as I walked down the stairs, heading toward the kitchen, I just tuned him out as he continued on the phone talking to some henchman name Jimmy. About an hour and a half later, it was as if Jerry had never been there as they had disposed of Jerry’s body and cleaned up the blood that was once drenched in the carpet.

  My life changed from that point on. Although I just wanted to make some money from Jerry, I didn’t want to see him dead. I really liked him and he was good in bed. This only made me stronger as I thought, “I need to make sure my Papa don’t get in my way again, so I’ll just have to be more clever...stepping my game up.”

  *****

  Of course, when my Papa found out more about my little hustling scams and discussed it with my Grandmother, who was totally against it, He immediately intervened; sending me to a private college for girls ran by this African Methodist Episcopal organization in Columbia, Missouri. I didn’t like being told what to do, especially by a bun
ch of old ass women who were always using the term “disobedience” as a sure way to going to hell, so I had to come up with a way to escape from this school and my situation. While I was there, I met another girl whose life was going very similar to mine. Her name is LaVette Reynolds, daughter of a real estate tycoon who used his business as a front for his brothel establishments. He had several of these houses of pleasure all across the state with his main business in Independence, Missouri, which was about thirty minutes from downtown Kansas City. LaVette had been sent there after the death of her Papa, who was assassinated in a mass hit by the Costantino Family. Her mother never really cared about her, so she sent her there while she traveled abroad; using the money her Papa had set aside for LaVette.

  It’s was very interesting how we met and extremely intriguing. I was in the girl’s bathroom, in one of the stalls, sneaking a cigarette. I had just finished smoking, putting the cigarette butt in the toilet. As I flushed the toilet, trying to get some of the smell out of the room, suddenly the door to the girl’s bathroom opened and a group of girls came rushing into the bathroom. The sound of tussling and shuffling of many feet was all I could hear as the voices of several girls were arguing. Suddenly, I could hear the voice of one girl, who apparently was the leader, began to speak.