by Nikki Brown
I was Lucas fucking Sharp if she didn’t want to be a part of that then that was her loss. I was that nigga, and I wasn’t about to chase no pussy, no matter how fucking good it was. My eyes explored her curves and all that shit I just spat was irrelevant because I couldn’t stop my feet from moving in her direction.
“After the abortion, she didn’t know what to do, her grades have started slipping, and she just seems like she’s lost.” There was sadness in her voice that showed just how much she cared about the person that she was referring to, “I just don’t know what to do I told her she had options and—”
Her words trailed as our eyes met, for a second we were both lost in the essence of each other. Memories of the night I made love to her in a way that I had never made love to another woman, the way she called my name and bit her lip right before she coated my dick. Visions of her dime sized nipples begging for me to suck, and her ass, good god that ass. My thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing their throat.
I brought myself back from my mental fuckfest, her eyes were still on mine, and her nipples were in full view, she was thinking about the same thing I was.
“I want that shit too.” I leaned down and whispered in her ear. “You cut a nigga off, but I can forgive you for that, you gone have to make it up to me though.”
She shivered from the thought of being with me again, that along with the way I let my tongue glide across my ear as I spoke to her. Her eyes seductively closed and then opened again and she shook off any feelings that she was having at the moment. She turned towards the man that she was talking to before I came into her vision.
Not one to be ignored I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me and to the door. She tried getting away but the more she pulled away from me, the tighter I gripped her.
“Mr. Ralley, I’m sorry just give me one minute.” She said over her shoulder to the guy she was just talking to. When we got outside, she jerked away from me. “You’ve got some nerve I was with the parents of one of my stu—” I cut her off by slamming my lips into hers.
For a minute I was engaged by myself, but after a while, she began to kiss me back. A nigga ain’t ever seen stars or got light headed when kissing a bitch, but I swear this girl was fucking me up. The connection was just that strong, and I couldn’t deny that shit neither could she, no matter how hard she tried.
Her hands found themselves around my neck, mine slipped around her waist and for what seemed like forever we were in a world of our own. No one was there but the two of us, we stayed that way until she broke the kiss and looked up at me in the eyes.
“Hey stranger,” I said with a smile on my face.”
“Hey back.” she reached up and wiped whatever lipstick transferred to my lips from hers. “What are you doing here? Let me guess your brother?” she giggled.
“Nah it wasn’t him this time.” I laughed along with her. “Remember my nephew?” she nodded her head. “Well I got custody, and he’s been acting out something serious.” I shook my head. “I don’t know what to do, my dad says that we need to take him to see someone.”
“What’s been going on with him?” the sincerity in her tone and her eyes made me just want to open up to her. This woman was special, and I had to keep her in my presence one way or another.
I briefly told her a few things that were going on with Young, how he’s been acting out in school and fighting all the time. She listened on intently without saying a word or interrupting me. She genuinely cared about what was going on with him, and that meant something to a nigga.
“Now they’re talking about expelling him from school.” Frustration was evident in my voice, and she picked up on it and placed her hand on my chest, and instantly I calmed down. She had that effect on me, and I wasn’t opposed to it.
“Don’t worry, I have a few friends at the school, and I’ll talk to them but why don’t you bring him down to the Boys and Girls Club off Beaties Ford Rd. I’m the director, and I’ll move some things around so that we can get him in the program. We have counselors and anger management programs that may be able to help us figure out what’s going on. Sometimes a stranger can get in there and get to the root of the problem quicker than the family can.”
What she said made sense I just didn’t know if I wanted to get him involved with other bad kids. He didn’t need anything influencing him, he had enough shit to deal with.
“I don’t know.”
“You need to focus on finding out what his issues are rather than worrying about what it will look like for him being in the program.” Her hands found her hips, and she was giving me that sassy ass attitude that she had the first night we met. “He needs this whether you think so or not.”
She went into her bag and pulled out a card and handed it to me. I looked down at it, and it was her business card. She patted me on the shoulder and turned to walk off to leave but I pulled her back by her shoulder and kissed her again, and this time she didn’t resist at all.
“Go out with me.” I urged her.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” Tucking her lips in between her teeth she looked away from me. She was having a mental battle, lil mama wanted this, but she knew that we were both in fucked up situations, well she didn’t know mine fully.
I didn’t think this bitch was pregnant with my baby, but if she was, I knew that she was going to make my life a living hell. I didn’t want to bring her into that, but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to just walk away like that. There was no way I was leaving that door wide open.
“Listen, my situation is done.” That wasn’t a complete lie, but it was nowhere near the truth until I could prove that the baby wasn’t mine.
“Well, technically I’m still married.” She said.
“Do you plan on getting back with him?”
“Hell no! I can’t do the back and forth with me and his side bitch. And I play second to no one. I know what I’m worth.”
“And so do I.” leaning down to kiss her again I could hear my brother walking up and talking shit. He said something slick that caused Ocean to lean back and look at him.
“Aye, something wrong with your sister yo.” He said and shook his head.
“You should have known that the minute she threw the drink on you.” Ocean countered with a giggle.
“That shit ain’t funny,” Sony dapped me up and asked me what was up with Young. I let him know what was up. Ocean tried to slip off, but I grabbed her arm.
“I need to go and check on one of my girls, I’ll see you when you bring your nephew to the Boys and Girls Club.”
“So you gone go out with me?”
“We’ll just have to see.” She winked and headed back in. I talked to Sony for a minute, and we headed in ourselves to get Young.
After about an hour he finally came out, and he looked at us and hung his head. When he got to where we were I put my finger under his chin and raised his head.
“Sharp’s don’t bow to no fucking body, lift yo fucking head up, Young.” I barked.
He wanted to be a man, he wanted to act like he was grown then he could sit and have a grown ass conversation with me .
“I’m sorry uncle, but that nigga was pressing me.” he puffed his chest out and glared at us.
“Did he touch you?”
“Fuck no!” I gave him a look that said watch your fucking mouth, “My bad, he didn’t touch me but he kept commenting on what I looked like, and the shit was freaking me out, so I amped on him.”
“Shit Ion see shit wrong with that.” Sony put his fist up to pound him, and I glared at him.
“Don’t fucking listen to him Young, he don’t got no sense.” I shook my head. “You can’t be doing shit like that. They trying to expel you and shit. You got to get an education.”
“Ion need no education to run the streets, I’m trying to be like you Unc.”
I scanned the room to make sure no one heard the shit he had just said. That’s where young niggas went wrong thinking you d
on’t need a education to run the streets cause you do. I run my shit just like a business, and you couldn’t tell me that it wasn’t. There is no way you would be able to run a successful drug empire without some kind of education.
“First loose lips take trips.” I gave him the first lesson in this shit. If I had it my way I wouldn’t want him to be in this shit but I knew better. My dad didn’t want us in but look at where we are. There was no way around it, the shit was inevitable. I would rather teach him the right way to do it than to just let him go and fuck up his life. “Next you gotta know some shit to do the shit we do on the level we do it. Don’t ever think you don’t. The uneducated muthafuckas are behind bars or dead.”
He searched my eyes for direction, and when he found it, he nodded his head. Nothing else was said he dapped me up and then turned to do the same to Sony.
“Fuck that nigga, he thinks he knows everything.” Sony laughed, and we all followed suit. Walking out the door Young took a look back from where we were, and I could see him reflecting on his current situation, I hoped like hell he learned from it.
River
“Yo, you better not tell anybody about this shit!” Sony said throatily from underneath me.
“Why don’t you shut up and take this pussy.” I turned and smirked over my shoulder. Currently, his legs were up by his ears, and I was turned around, with my back to him, with my feet planted on the bed on either side of him, bouncing on his dick.
“Fuck girl…shit shouldn’t even be feeling this good.” He groaned, and the satisfactory smile that spread across my face reflected back at me as I watched myself putting on my best show.
The more I heard him moan, the surer I felt of myself, placing my hands on my knees I began to show him what a chubby girl could do. Speeding up and then slowing down again had him saying something under his breath that I couldn’t make out but I knew it was something derogatory and I loved it.
“Ummm shit.” I could feel my first orgasm moving through my body, and I tried to slow my pace because I wasn’t ready to stop being in control. I knew that the minute I released that this little show I was putting on was pretty much over.
“This shit ain’t right,” Sony said. “Nah fuck this shit let me up.”
“Fuck I’m about to cum.” I ignored his request and continued my ride to ecstasy. “Oh shiiiiitttttt!” I cried out as I felt my walls contract against his stick. My mouth formed the letter o and the minute my stomach tightened I was unable to speak anymore. I threw my head back while my body slightly shook and my eyes twirled behind my eyelids. I don’t think I ever came that hard in my life, thank goodness for the Kamasutra book that Ocean bought me for my birthday. This shit was amazing.
“This was some bitch shit, you better be glad yo pussy good as fuck because I ain’t never did no shit like this for nobody else.” Sony used the strength in his legs to push me forward at the same time he removed his piece from my wet tunnel. “I feel like a hoe ass nigga, turn the fuck over so I can redeem my manhood.”
I grabbed my stomach and laughed so hard since the day at McDonald’s we had been meeting up every day damn near learning the essence of each other. I had to redeem myself from him making me cum on myself just from his tongue and breath on my ear. I had never been so turned on with such little effort.
Sony wasn’t just this mouthy asshole he was known to be, behind closed doors he was a sweet asshole. I’ve learned a lot about him and as much as I told myself that he was nothing but a fuck I was definitely starting to like him a little… okay, a lot.
I knew I shouldn’t because he was the kind of man that would definitely hurt me and after Michael I knew that my heart wouldn’t be able to take that kind of pain again. I would more than likely end up in someone’s jail and I had too much on my plate for that but I did enjoy his company.
He made me laugh at the dumbest of times but always when I needed it. He was like a breath of fresh air. Don’t get me wrong my guard was definitely up with him, but I welcomed his company.
“Daddy don’t like getting folded like a pretzel huh?” I spun around to look at him and he was standing on his knees looking like the sexy male specimen that he was. His caramel colored skin donned the most strategically placed tattoos that I ever seen on a man. His succulent pink lips made me want to just suck them in between my teeth and lightly bite.
“Fuck you and that pretzel shit, bend the fuck over.” The base in his voice made my clit jump, and I happily obliged.
Rolling over on all fours and arching my back perfectly giving him all the access that he needed to enter the forbidden River. He mumbled under his breath before he placed his masculine hands on each side of my ass and slowly slid his thick mushroom head into my greatness.
“Ummm hmmmm.” I let escape my lips.
Sex with us was always a competition of who could please the other the best so even if he was rocking my muthafucking world I wasn’t about to let him know that so I keep the moaning to a minimum until I absolutely can’t help it anymore.
The connection I felt to him scared the shit out of me which was another reason I was quieter than normal during sex. I didn’t want to get too comfortable with him in the bedroom because I knew what this was, and I tried my best to keep the thought of anything more to a minimum or not at all. Totally giving myself during sex would prevent that so I always left a small part of me out of it but giving just enough to blow his mind.
Even though he tried to be tough and show little interest or emotion in the bedroom, I could tell in his caress that he enjoyed sex with me just as much as I enjoyed it with him. I could also feel the distance that he tried to create when we were done, letting me know that he wanted to keep what we were doing limited to sex and sex only.
“Damn girl, your shit lethal as fuck. I’ma have to stop fucking with you. You gotta nigga thinking about not pulling out.” He said louder than he intended. I peered over my shoulder and he hit me with a long stroke so strong that the smart comment that I was about to say slipped my mind, and the only thing I could do was bite my lip and try my best to keep from crying out and submitting to the dick lashing he was contributing. “So you trying that being quiet shit today huh?”
I didn’t say anything because I knew that position I had him in early had him ready to prove some shit and I wasn’t ready for the things I knew he could do to my body. Before I could object his strong arms lifted my thick frame and flipped me over to my back in one motion, sliding back into me before I could even realize he had pulled out. He hit a spot that I don’t think that he should have been because I felt a tinge of pain mixed with a heap of pleasure.
“Fuck.” I cried out, the smirk on his face made me want to cum, but I rolled my eyes and got myself together instead.
I was holding my own until he put me in that baby making position where he puts my thighs in the crooks of his arms, slides his knees as close as they can get and hovers over the top of me almost in the push-up position. That position that will have you submitting to anything a muthafucka says.
“Yeah just like that.” he tucked his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes searched mine for what I don’t know, but he was definitely looking for something. Not ready to fully give in I closed my eyes tightly, and he sped up his motions.
“Open ya fucking eyes River.” He taunted, but I didn’t listen, he pulled out and slammed into me, and that caused my eyes to shoot open and come face to face with all thirty-two of his perfectly straight, white teeth. “I wanna see what the fuck I do to this pussy.”
“Ummm.” I moaned.
“Ummm that’s it.” he leaned down further and said into my ear. “Nah baby I think we can do better than that.” he started moving his hips in a circular motion and grinding into my pussy like he owned it, I would never admit it to him, but I loved when he did that. “Give me that shit River I can feel your legs trembling.”
An orgasm was about to take over my body, and I had no control over it, as bad as I wanted to stop it, I couldn�
��t so I gave in to it and cried out in pure pleasure.
“Ohhhh myyyy God yessss Sony fuck me.”
“That’s what the fuck I’m talking about, who run this shit.” he boasted, but I didn’t answer him, so he went into overtime. All that could be heard was my whimpers that I was trying to keep silent and our skin slapping. “Answer me River.” His base pierced through the tone of his voice, and just like that, I was coming again.
“Fuck Sony you do.” My nails scraped the sides of his biceps, and I knew that I drew blood because of the wince on his face but he never lost his stride.
“That’s right baby girl, I run this pussy.” He leaned down putting the majority of his weight on me and started pounding into me like this was the last time that he would ever feel the inside of me again. “Oh fuck!” he called out.
“This shit feels so good.” I panted.
“I’ma nut, fuck!” he pumped a few more times before he lifted himself enough to pull out of me. His thick tool fell against my clit while he moved slowly releasing himself against my folds, causing me to arch my back in pleasure as he brought me to yet another orgasm. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that many times in one session, but I was spent.
“What the fuck,” I yelled out as he lifted up and released my legs that were being held hostage in his arms. They fell flat on the bed, and I just lay there trying to get my breathing under control and my body to stop involuntarily jerking.
“I’ma have to stop fucking with you girl, I almost didn’t pull the fuck out.” He glared down at his handy work and I shook my head at him.
“Yo ass should have worn a got damn condom, if you give me something Ima fuck you up.” Not making him strap up was totally my fault, he felt so good that I wanted to feel him but that was no excuse. I was being careless and the last thing I needed was a baby or something I couldn’t get rid of.
“I’m clean as fuck so don’t do me.” he climbed off the bed.
“You know you fuck with them model hoes and they get around.” He chuckled at the shade that I was throwing but he didn’t deny it, he just made his way in the bathroom.
